Posts by Ezra Barras

Guys............sshhhh, do you smell that?

//stops spamming too//

Grim, did I make the thread for Ezra and Grim? >.>

Again,
Omen and Ezra need crushes!

Alright, on it!

((Post later, eatting))

DantexEzra: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1154496.0

DantexEzra http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1154496.0

Ezra walked threw the fairgrounds with her busy tail swaying behind her. It had been three days since Grim asked her to be his trainee. It was a great honor indeed, and shocking that he'd want a newbie to the Elite. But it also wasn't surprising, she was mature for her age and understood lots of things adults didn't. Ezra licked her lips, cleaning off blood from her last meal. Her yellow eyes where covered and opened as she blinked slowly, trying to block the lowering sun's light from burning them. Her tail suddenly stop swaying as she weaved it in the air a couple times before sitting down. Picking up a delicate paw, her pink coated tongue swiped over it. Putting it down, she turned her head and did the same with her back, and did the same with her chest.
Ezra was very interested in the High Position known as the Guard. She had met Arosa, and Grim, but not the others. She despritly wanted to meet all of them, they all sounded fascinating. But what she didn't know was that she was about to meet another one...

Name: Ezra Barras
Gender: she-cat
Age: 8 moons
Appearance. Ezra is a calico she-cat with a large, bushy tail. (Avitar)
Eye color: yellow
Accessories: she wears a black bar-ay
Personality: Ezra is a friendly/grouchy kinda cat.
Other: thank ya

Ezra padded threw the fairgrounds. Days had passes since Grim asked to be her mentor. Her long, busy tail swayed side to side as she closed her eyes and hummed a song. "and the percher said he was a good man, and his brother said he was a good friend..." her yellow eyes suddenly appeared as her eyes opened quickly. A scent flew by her nose, it smelled, different. Like a scent she never smelled before. "who's there?" she demanded, about to attack the unfamiliar scent. If if was unfamiliar, then it could be an intruder.

To bad :/ (I feel Weird for saying that, lol)

[justify]Ezra's long, bushy tail swayed back and forth. She had talked with a few cats bout starting a family and it sounded like a good idea. Her beret tipped over her ear, almost like it was about to slip off. Closing her eyes, she drew in a deep breath. Knowing her parents back in France would injoy that she started the family. Opening her eye slits to revel her bright, yellow eyes, she opened her mouth to speak, her French voice echoed out into the fairgrounds. "all who wish to join the Barras family and live by our rules, please gather 'round!"[/justify]

Ezra had learned a few things from Grim, lashing her tail, she repeated. "long live the Elite!" the calico tossed her head and zoomed into battle.

(No muse)

Ooc; I have no idea, I just thought is should randomly do this.

Omen wasn't very happy anymore. It was Clove's fault. But the tom found a dash of happiness, not much.
Suddenly, a leftover piece of catnip rumbled under his paws. The massive tabby picked his paw up slowly, pieces of the plant stuck in between his toes. His yellow eyes gazed around, looking to make sure others weren't watching. His bright pink coated tongue lapped up the green plant, taking it up and into his mouth.
The orange tabby's body twitched. Then a spasm hit. Then another. And before he knew it, it had hit.

"I'm a cowboy!" he yowled, his wiskers twitching. He was sitting on one of the wooden horses, on his haunches. "this is meh horsey!" he meowed in a high-pitched voice. Leaped off, he ran around in circles. "weeeeeeeee!!!!!!!" the tom squealed. Stopping suddenly, he rose in the hunches again. "I like chocolate milk...." never, never would any cat ever think he would try catnip.

I'm still looking c:

Ezra took dee breaths as she ran, spotted the rottie, she yowled. "Ares!" the dog seemed interesting, and maybe fighting beside him in battle she could learn a few things about him.

((No muse))

C: ok it's fine

"Clove!" he meowed, flopping down on his back. Holding up a paw with some catnip on it, he attempted to shove it in her mouth. "weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Be a cowgirsnjc!" his younger hung out of his mouth as he finished his sentence.

Omen stood on his hunches again, holding up his front legs and his eye balls slowly went the opposite way as he formed a grin.

Example:

Example 1 of the colorful cats shopee