Posts by snowfeather1

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    Lionstorm walked up to the river. He drank and felt the cool water pour down his throat. He heard a rustle. Cats started to come out. An adventure he thought to himself. Let's see if they need an herb cat (medicine cat). "Where are you going.... Do you need a cat with a knowledge of herbs and a thirst for adventure?" He asked.

    Character Name: Redclaw


    Gender:Tom


    Clan{if any}:Loner and pay for hire assassin ( If allowed)


    Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe):None


    Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): Blue eyes, white fur with gray paws. He has a rough battle scarred pelt and a look of revenge in his eyes.


    Personality: He is brave and isn't afraid to hurl himself into uneven odds. He very cunning and agile. He is small and will use any advantage he gets.


    History(Not needed): Born under a mother who soon died. He learned the cruelty of life, not the joy. He has been on a quest to find his mother's Killer(s)

    OK this tribe moves from place to place, and is constantly fighting. If your cat is scared to fight then stop reading this.


    Here is the form:


    Username:


    Character Name:


    Gender:


    Rank:


    Appearance:


    Personality:


    History(Not needed):


    Example:


    Username: Snowfeather1


    Character Name: Redclaw


    Gender:Tom


    Rank: Leader


    Appearance: Blue eyes, white fur with gray paws. He has a rough battle scarred pelt and a look of revenge in his eyes.


    Personality: He is brave and isn't afraid to hurl himself into uneven odds. He very cunning and agile. He is small and will use any advantage he gets.


    History(Not needed): Born under a mother who soon died. He learned the cruelty of life, not the joy. He has been on a quest to find his mother's Killer(s)



    The positions open are:
    deputy:
    healer:
    assassins(highly skilled fighters):
    fighters:
    hunters:
    trainees (cats training to become fighters or hunters:
    Kit-mothers:
    kits:
    elders:

    Character Name:Silverheart and Stonepelt


    Gender:She-cat and tom


    Clan{if any}:Thunderclan


    Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe):Queen and warrior


    Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): Small gray she cat with green eyes. Small brown and gray tabby with blue eyes


    Personality:Calm and sweet. Protective and defensive about Silverheart


    History(Not needed):Silverheart and Stonepelt are mates

    "What's the commotion about?" Silverheart yawned, walking out of the nursery. "Nothing, nothing...." Stonepelt, her mate, murmured trying to herd her back into the nursery. "I smell milk," She replied. Then she starred at the Queen. "Do you need a place to stay?" She meowed calmly.

    Silverheart woke up to the sound of meows. I must be hearing things. She thought. Then she saw the kit. She shook her head, then got up, and walked over to them, her belly full of kits. "Now what are you two doing?"

    OOC: Which intruder? Mine or theirs


    IC: Redclaw was staking in the trees. He's paws hot with blood. Not his... a clan cat (NPC) who got in his way. He saw his brother, Lionstorm, by a cliff. He wished to met him again, so he washed the blood off in a river, then headed off to his brother. "Hello brother," He greeted him with an affectionate lick in the ear.

    Stonepelt walked into the nursey. "How is everything..... What are you two doing?" He meowed, "Clawpaw, what are you doing in here! You shouldn't be play like a kit with a kit" (Wow this guy's harsh ;))