Posts by INKED

Ever calmed a bit. "No, no. I'm saying, this little dragon here is a god. A god of immense power! No one can even begin to understand it's capabilities. Not even me. And I made it exist. I created a god!"

Ever nodded. "But he's young. He will once he's older." Ever sighed. "I hope he's not just a fake," he muttered.

Zanzay cuddled against White Fox.

Ever nodded. "I'll be returning to my cave now. Take care." He trotted out the entrance.

Zanzay pressed against White Fox, cooing slightly in his sleep.

Ever trotted into his cave, and sat, studying his older books throughout the night. He fell asleep eventually, his face in a book.

Zanzay stirred, before waking up and gazing at White Fox.

Ever, unlike himself, was still asleep, his face still in the book.

This sounds like a good idea! I like how The Rocks sounds. :3

Username: Inked
Muse/Activity: I'm on after 4:30 on weekdays and all day on weekends
Name: {Can be a two part name like "Fire Legend" *CAN'T use the last name Legend* or a loner like "Shade") Cloud
Gender: Tom
Rank Wanted: Rider
Appearance: {2-3 sentences} A Tom with short, white fur and a single black paw. Has the respective Rider markings. Also has stunning green eyes.
Personallity: {2-3 sentences} Unlike his short and sweet name, Cloud is a killer with a heart full of malice. He stalks in the shadows and speaks when necessary.
History: {needed} Cloud was a loner who was adopted into the clan, and has been a member since. Not much is known about his past because no cat has befriended him.
RP Sample: A shadow whisked past the unsuspecting cat in the clearing, the cat perking it's ears up. Suddenly, a choked noise escaped the cat's newly slashed throat as two glittering green orbs shone with a sense of twisted pleasure. Cloud slunk past the cat's dead body, dragging it along with him to dispose of.
Other: Venom & Fog

Zanzay cocked his head, before giving a cheerful chirp and standing up clumsily.

Yay! Thanks.

Zanzay took a few steps towards the entrance and fell over. He gave a little snort and got up again.

Zanzay looked at the bone curiously, before taking it and gnawing on it.

Wow. I got flooded O.O''

Recap?

Okey dokey.

Cloud sat on a boulder in the camp, grooming his pelt. The white Tom glanced around a bit, sighing.

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The Dominant Republic, also just known as the Republic, isn't a clan nor an anti-clan, it is simply a group of cats who want to live their lives regally. These cats live in an abandoned mansion, and keep it rather clean for being abandoned. Intruders in the mansion are taken prisoner immediately. These cats follow a strict set of rules:

Always respect the Monarch and cats of higher positions than you.

Toms shall be respected.

She cats are put lower than toms.

Stay loyal to the Republic.

She cats cannot become generals or monarch.

Ranks:

Monarch: Solstice

Generals: max 2:

Medics: max 2:

Medic Trainees: max 2:

Lurkers: serve as assassins: max 6: Cloud,

Soldiers: warriors:

Hunters: hunt for the clan:

Trainees:

Kits:

Form:

Username:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Looks:
Personality:
Crush (if any):
Rank:
Other:

My Forms:

RP soon!

Zanzay regained hips balance and walked around the cave, the bone in his mouth.

Ever was still asleep.

Phantom slept on the shelf.

Shrew fell asleep on the rug.

Adder kept sleeping in the chair.

He toddled around, occasionally stumbling. Zanzay walked to the vines at the entrance to her cave, and tried to push through them.

III gawd that socially awkward freak needs to die already so I can make a new cat pffft jk

The Penumbra is a group of anti-clan cats that live in an abandoned prison, and all cats that dare set paw on their territory are taken prisoner and thrown into a cell.

Ranks:

Monarch-leader: Archdemon~Inked
Generals-max 2, co-leaders that battle to see who will be next when the monarch dies.:
Medics- max 3:
M. Trainees: max 3:
Lurkers- act as assassins for the clan, max 6: Cloud~Inked
Lurker trainees- Trainees training to be lurkers, max 6:
Soldiers- warriors:
Trainees- Viper~Inked
Kits-
Queens-
Veterans-elders:

Form:

Username:
Activity:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Looks:
Personality:
Rank:
Other:

My forms:

RP comes once a few people join.

Zanzay walked through, and his eyes widened at his surroundings.