Posts by proudling

This is my subaccount for stuff like layouts, and here is the progress of yours. {on this account's profile}

I'll have it done as soon as I can. I'll just tell you when it's actually finished and {ugh I feel so greedy saying this but} just send me the fk when you get the coding. {I'll post the final coding when I'm done}

I loved the background you had in your siggie and tried to match it in your camp. Added some music, too. I'd like to call it done, unless you have any changes to make?

The above code goes in the "Customization" part of "Ultimate Profile."

And this goes in the "My Media" section of "Ultimate Profile."

Just send the 20,000 fk {or whatever you finally chose for it's value} to my main account when you've got the coding. c: Thanks for letting me work with this!

OOC: This is still Proud, guys, but I decided to use my sub-account for him. c:

IC: Autumnfin drew her words in and flicked his tail. "Good, I guess," he admitted. "I guess I can sleep happy knowing more about my own parents, but I won't worry you with that." He looked down at this paws, which he'd unknowingly wrapped his ginger tail around. The tom laughed at her joke, hoping she wasn't embarrassed by it. Now he could remember her more clearly. Autumnfin remembered her when they'd both been apprentices. She had such enthusiasm then, and he could tell she was still pretty cheery.

"No they don't!" he cheered. "Speaking of fish, I'm pretty starved. I'm gonna go find myself a shady spot to get some fish to eat. If you want to join me, you're welcome to." He glanced over at the other cats, wondering if they'd been feeling ignored by him. He turned his attention to Petalnose and Calmtides for a moment. "If either of you'd like to join, you're welcome as well."

The other RiverClan cat padded slowly behind his comrade, his own fishy scent covered in that of garlic. He hoped that these brutal cats wouldn't find out their secret. Autumnfin tried not to take note of the gaurds, whose scent cascaded down from their hiding spots. It wasn't hard to push the scent away, the smell of garlic was choking him anyway.

He picked up his nose, hoping to snag Lanijay's scent out of the cleaner air above that of the garlic-filled air. It was then that he saw the BloodClanner speak. He froze, almost bumping into Midknight. His breath was caught in his chest, and his heart sped up, beating faster than the frail wings of a hummingbird. What would he say? He wanted to speak but, he was far too afraid to say something, for fear of saying something wrong. He hoped his partner would speak up, probably being far more intelligent that this loner-born cat.

Autumnfin looked at his clanmate. They obviously wouldn't buy anything these cats told them. Maybe he could spin some kind of tale. He'd definitely have to try. He couldn't do anything but dig them further than the whole they were in. In his eyes, it was a lose-lose situation no matter what.

"Garlic?" he spat. "Just because of our smell you assume we are some kind of clan cat?! Oh, how quickly cats like you are to assume." The loner-born tom lifted his tail and puffed out his chest, trying to blow any doubt in his mind away, as well as look noble. "What if we like the smell of garlic? Hm?" How could a cat like garlic? Why would these cats buy that? Stupid, Autumnfin! Stupid! His lip curled as he opened his mouth to spit out another lie. "And come, do you really think we'd venture anywhere out of our Anti-clan lands without this smell? If we'd gone off to spy on anything--even those...clans--wouldn't we try and hide ourselves? Hm?" {OOC: Honestly, I have no idea if anti-clans spy on clans or not. Not too knowledgeable on them, so correct me if I've gotten the wrong idea of anti-clans.} Autumnfin figured his next, and last, option was to go on with Midknight's lie. "Anyways," he continued, "like my friend here said, we're in need of advice. Perhaps you've got some?" The orange tom's heart sped up. He felt as if his whole live here about to end in these brutal kittens' paws.

[fancypost bgcolor=#; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/ogkJDQz.jpg); background-position: center; border-radius: 1em 1em 1em 1em; width: 540px; height: 380px; border: dashed 5px black]

[/fancypost]

Autumnfin smiled, trotting up to the tree. He sat down by her, dropping the fish. "Ooh," he said, looking up at the tree's network of branches. "How pretty." The orange tom then looked at Cloudleaf. He'd forgotten how kind she was, and how much he missed that in the clan's life. She made him glad to be home. "On my trip?" He asked, hesitant to answer. "Well, I met plenty of rogues, loners, and anti-clanners. Didn't have to fight most of them, thank StarClan."

"No, not pretty at all," he sighed, glad himself that he didn't have to face them. "So, Cloudleaf, how have you been?" Autumnfin took a bite of fish, leaving some for her. The tom then looked over at her.

Bumping this! It seems to have died a little bit.

bumping is just when you post, it bumps it up on the forum. like, it'll move up to the top.

Autumnfin looked down at the eaten fish, thinking of how to answer the question as easily as he could. "Good," he said quietly. "Though I've been lonely without a clan around me." When all of the fish's edible parts were gone, he looked back up at her. "Being alone is no fun."

{of the thread page}

Autumnfin smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "Mhmm, alone no longer," he said, forcing in some cheer. He stood up, wanting to stretch his increasingly stiff legs. "Would you like to go for a walk? Camp is starting to feel a bit tight." He looked down at her, waiting for a response.

{ Just make a post/comment--I'm not positive on what they are called here--and it will bump the post. The one you just made bumped it! }

Autumnfin smiled at her response. He was glad she wanted to go for a walk. The orange tom wasn't sure he could bear to sit around in camp much longer. After being away for so long, being around this many cats was strange for him. He figured that some fresh air out in the territory would do him some good. "Great!" he meowed. "Where should we go? I feel as if you'd know the way around this place twice as well as I would."

A ginger-tabby tom stepped out of the Warriors den, having just woken up from a light nap. He shook the little pieces of bedding from his pelt and trotted over to the pair of cats, wondering if some conversation would arise to add something to his boring day. Perhaps they'd go hunting eventually. He hadn't gotten a chance to go in the earlier patrols, and was ready to do anything whenever. "Hello," he greeted.

Autumnfin turned around to look at Petalnose. She hadn't spoken up the entire time as well as Calmtides}. He figured he'd be nice enough to speak to her for once. The tom didn't want her to feel left out, so he invited her. "Petalnose," he said, finding it odd to say her name after so long. She reminded him of his kithood, and he didn't really want to think about those days. But she was a warrior now, and so was he. He could move on. "Would you like to join us? You know the territory better than I do, as well." The tabby tom smiled.