Posts by Artistickit.

I agree with Oncey, the clan is amazing the way it is. That's why people join it. Because it's unique; that's why I joined it with Vienna.
Whoever said that is just so
eh ;w;

The cinnamon colored she-cat poked her head into the den with a smile. "So, Rufus, I see you like humming?" Artisticpaw asked with a light laugh.

"Well, it was a bit difficult being an apprentice at first," Artisticpaw said, trying to be as truthful as possible to Nightingkit. Her mind went into the state she was in in her early apprentice days. "You might be a bit nervous, but remember you will earn many new friends." At least she had; Prim, Battle, Sculpted, Realm.

"Congrats, Hawkcry," Viennakiss called out to her old mentor, her different shaded blue eyes shining. She knew he'd do great once again.

The apprentice was simply walking by the den staring at her paws when she hears the voice of the medicine cat aprentice. Oh, Burnpaw! She hadn't talked to her sister for quite a long time, she really couldn't remember the last time she did. I think when Mom disappeared? She stepped in quietly and smiled. "Burny! Hey!" Artisticpaw meowed.

"Pretty good, I guess," she answered with a light laugh. "What about you?"

Curling her tail around her paws, the bright cinnamon colored she-cat thought of what it could be like to be the deputy of her clan. Hearing Paintedpaws's question, Artisticpaw listened for the answer carefully. What if there is an age limit?

Great! She was just over that age. "Jabberjaw?" Artisticpaw said. "We will each be traveling alone, correct?"

The she-cat stood in the middle of the camp, her eyes switching from one den to another. "I'm going on a walk, to hunt along the way," Artisticpaw meowed. "Anyone that wants to come is welcome to do so!" Normally the daughter of Tawnyleg and Paragonstar enjoyed being alone at times like this, but she thought that maybe she'd like to have some company along the way.

"Luna- hello," she meowed with a small smile. "You coming?"

"Oh yeah, totally. No problem," Artisticpaw meowed. To be honest, more cats had gathered than she had expected. "Should we all head out now?"

"Yep, anyone can join," Artisticpaw meowed. She gave a smile to Johnnypaw; why did he look do scared at first? She then looked over to Gloire, knowing that its be pretty interesting with her. "Alright then. Lets head out." The she-cat turned to the entrance and wig a flick of her tail motioned for them to follow.

[size=8]who the heck is omnipaw xD

she is like sculpted's bff el oh lel
Maybe they could be friends? I suck at plots, sorry /shot

"Chicks?" Artisticpaw walked up with a smile on her face. "They're adorable, Mars!"

_{From the side of the camp she sat, glowing amber eyes focused on the she-cat by the freshkill pile. It was almost stalker-like, the way Artisticpaw watched, without much movement or anything to draw attention to her. Though she felt weird doing, she knew she wasn't doing what a stalker would; she was in clear view of any passing cats. There, sitting with one front paw placed over the other, the not-too-seemingly-creepy cinnamon apprentice watched.
She'd heard a bit about this cat. At least she was pretty sure it was this cat. Should I say hi to her? After a quick moment of pondering the thought, she got to her paws and slowly walked towards her. "You're Chinaprincess, aren't you?" Art meowed calmly. How would she act? Maybe she was shy?}

_{Well this was turning out well. "Oh, no. I thought I'd just come to introduce myself," she meowed, followed by a quick and a bit of an awkward laugh. "I'm Artisticpaw. You may have heard of my sister, Burnpaw, a medicine cat apprentice." She was usually pretty good at this, though the thought of giving a good first impression threw her off a bit. "If not, well... Just ignore that."}

_{It had come so suddenly, so unexpectedly.}

_{She felt her legs give in beneath her, and she fell to the cement floor of the factory. Sharp flashes of pain pounded on the inside of her head, and in the instant she had before collapsing, the she-cat could catch a glimpse of a large circular object, which she immediately recognized; one of the couple metal swinging lights from the ceiling.}

_{The stinging sensation was like none she'd experienced before. It seemed more painful, more severe. Artisticpaw's vision blurred into darkness at the edges, an eerie enough feeling to cause her to forget all around her and clasp her eyes shut. The pressure the apprentice created on her eyes seemed dull compared to the intense aching in her head. Still she wasn't exactly sure what had just happened; had it gotten unlatched and slammed down onto her head? The cinnamon female almost felt too stressed to think straight.}

_{"N-Niney? Burny?" Art said, unaware that it most likely came out as a mere whisper. "Sculpted?"}

_{As if hoping the agony would stop if she did so, she clasped her front paws over her head. The last thing she saw was the sterling light. As she finally passed out, her paws remained firmly on the sides of her head.}

_{She'd just have to wait in the darkness of unconsciousness, with nothing but the torment to accompany her.}

_{ooc; any private threads she is currently in are to be considered retro, please <3}

_{If she could reply to her brother, she would have. She just hoped he could see her breathing, and not freak out thinking she was dead. Though the pain was a little bit duller as she slept, the burning felt as if it was still there, strong in her memory.}

_{-tracking for artisticpaw, since she cant be here.}

_{ooc; shes not in a coma yet, just slightly unconscious.}

_{ic; Almost out of nowhere, the sounds of her clanmates entered her mind, and so did the pain. Shaking her head as if to burrow her head into the floor, Artisticpaw pressed her paws tighter to her ears. "Niney," she meowed to her brother with a shaky voice. "It... it hurts." Why had she decided to search forcher brother in the factory anyways? She couldn't remember.}