Posts by Sparks

The armadillo looked at Misslefire. "They told me to go ahead, yo, I didn't force em' to do anything!" he said hoping he looked dignified. He let a smile creep out and let his fangs be shown. But it wasn't because he was trying to scare Misslefire, he was showing how much he wanted to join. Being a lone armadillo, it wasn't fun. But crushing cats from other Clans would be fun. Rumour has it that BloodClan loved attacking Clan when they were sticking their noses in BloodClan's shit.

Princecharming was padding around the hotel that SunClan moved to. He was bored. He never really had the time to socialize so he was not only part of an Anti-Clan but was also anti-social. He just though they were a waste of time. SunClan had battles to fight so they needed to train. Making friends was at the bottom of Prince's list. The closest thing he had to being social was testing out the ladies. He was a player but didn't like friending cats. It was a waste of time.

"They needed to stay on their patrol, ya know," he said in his surfer accent. The armadillo was trying not to look scared but filled with pride. He looked at Serpentine. "Dude, I could help your Clan so much bro," he said hoping to offer advice and be able to be known as an advantage,

Cheyenne was a siberian husky. She blinked her bi-colored eyes. It was a nice day in SnowClan and she was appreciating it. Today would be a good day for some friends. She smiled, maybe she could find another dog or wolf in the Clan to hang out with. She shrugged and then looked around. Cats mostly surrounded her and made her feel slightly unconfortable. She ahted when the queens stared at her expecting her to attack and attempt to eat their kits. She wouldn't. She wasn't a BloodClanner. But then again she shouldn't be mean to Clans. There was kind cats in BloodClan, you just had to look hard enough. She sighed. She shook out her white fur and then sat down again.

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Cheyenne smiled, "Sure, I need to get out of camp!" she barked with a laugh. It seemed that she was always stuck in camp. Maybe that was the reason why the queens were so weary of her. She looked at him, "Lead the way,"

Dancingkit turned around, "It is me!!" she mewed with glee. She was so hyper today with her friendship beeswax. She smiled and then narrowed her eyes, "Is that you Marcelineflight?" she asked in a playfully supicous way. She was trying to hide a smile that was about the burst out.

Bump C:

He followed her, "So, what's your favourite thing to do?" he mewed to her as they padded around the abandoned hotel looking for prey. He wanted to know everything about this she-cat and hoped to have a good friendship with her.

The armadillo did catch their names, "Beachbreeze, Crimsonrain and Mondaypaw," he said. He remembered the way that Beachbreeze was so welcoming. She had a bright, happy gaze in her eyes and let him travel to the camp without being escorted. He was slightly surprised but just let it slide. She had given Crimsonrain and Mondaypaw glares when they looked ticked off.

"Nothing much, just waiting to become an apprentice," she mewed wistfully. She was really happy about seeing her sister. "What about you?" she then asked. She wanted to know what was going on in her sister life.

I play the drums! //starts drumming on my drums.

Could my Julietpaw be She-cat one? She falls for mostly any tom. She is not HPR though.

Any future love plots in mind for any? They could first be friends in their kithood/apprenticeship but if not my character could just be friends c:

I used to play the clarinet in band class but I got made at one of the trumpet players and went on a chair overtop of him and spat on him with my clarinet. Then I was bored of band and he reported me. I never got kicked out. Tee hee.

Cheyenne was a polite husky and let him catch it, "You can," she barked quietly hoping that his catch would be sucessful.

He looked at the two cats, "The name is Surf," he said. Then thought to himself, well we do live in a desert what a funny name to have. "Ironice since we live in the desert," he said with a chuckle.