Posts by marshy.

Ah. As the stoic bone approached, she couldn't help but be ambushed by nostalgia, as she had attended her first herb training session alongside her sister Jadekit when she was but three moons. Despite harboring little interest for the craft of healing, Ametrinekit understood how widely it affected the well being of their Skulls, and it would serve well to know what could save or end one of her Skullmates in such a scenario. Thus, fixating her verdant gaze upon the scene, the bone observed silently for future reference.

Stating interest.

marshy ♥ wrote:

"What a shame. I could see how that would interfere with your life as such an intimidating ducky." Sucre murmured at his previous comment, though her expression never faltered as she listened closely to his words. Tilting her head to one side, the fem seemed to arch a nonexistent eyebrow at his question, though her molten amber gaze betrayed not a glimpse of any emotion that had jolted through her, if any. After all, upon being thrust into such events like bumping into the leader of Eden once more, as well as meeting the enigma she knew as Batter, there left her little time to assess what sort of fate lie in store for her in BloodClan. "This group isn't exactly saccharine, no. But it's charming, to say the least- quite generous, too." She would grin simply, lowering her gaze to the worn ground below her for a moment, as if contemplating. No, the world was not sugar-coated, as most lies within it were; but the first tier had found within BloodClan was rather serene, including the day to day bloodshed. It was captivating, to say the least, including the people she had met within her time here. My, were they such beguiling creatures, and it couldn't help but stimulate Sucre's unfathomable nature.

whale noises anyways

"Hey, Otis, I just-.. Otis?" Ametrinepaw exclaimed upon approaching, the words fading on her lips as she observed his body. At first, it appeared as if he was sleeping; however, there was no gentle rise and fall of his chest, leaving Ammy's heart to skip a beat. As the horror slowly crept into the corners of her mind, the onyx fluff ball shook, whipping around to screech towards camp. "Rosencrantz, anyone; Otis is.. isn't moving!" Each word was ladened with the inevitability of the male succumbing to death- but the bone refused to believe such a fact, after losing the majority of her family and friends to the cruel mistress that was death.

Stating interest.

Average/medium muse sample of roleplay:

marshy ♥ wrote:

"What a shame. I could see how that would interfere with your life as such an intimidating ducky." Sucre murmured at his previous comment, though her expression never faltered as she listened closely to his words. Tilting her head to one side, the fem seemed to arch a nonexistent eyebrow at his question, though her molten amber gaze betrayed not a glimpse of any emotion that had jolted through her, if any. After all, upon being thrust into such events like bumping into the leader of Eden once more, as well as meeting the enigma she knew as Batter, there left her little time to assess what sort of fate lie in store for her in BloodClan. "This group isn't exactly saccharine, no. But it's charming, to say the least- quite generous, too." She would grin simply, lowering her gaze to the worn ground below her for a moment, as if contemplating. No, the world was not sugar-coated, as most lies within it were; but the first tier had found within BloodClan was rather serene, including the day to day bloodshed. It was captivating, to say the least, including the people she had met within her time here. My, were they such beguiling creatures, and it couldn't help but stimulate Sucre's unfathomable nature.

Stating interest. ~

Grimacing out of relief, the onyx bone struggled to suppress the constriction of her throat as she loped towards the scene. "You nearly gave me a heart attack, Otis." Ammy meowed, managing a slight smile as she spoke. An exhale escaped her; it was a burden off her shoulders that he hadn't been lumped into the masses of bodies that had accumulated to be her family and friends over the past few moons, being that Otis was the remaining Skull she could rely on from past experience. "I'm glad you're okay. A bit see through, but with us nonetheless." She breathed, grinning as she gently flicked him with her tail.

Mayhaps Ammy could take after him? She's quite naive at her current age in the Skulls, so there's a possibility that she could discover Vincent and begin to develop some of his murderous tendencies. <3

Would you be able to?

[justify]* - - your name: marshy.
* - - your cat's name: carminekit - carminepaw - carmineregards
* - - why you want this character: honestly, i'm returning from inactivity due to unstable wifi, which resulted in me killing off the majority of my characters; as of now, i'm hoping i can work back up to two or three characters, and i have yet to roleplay in phantomclan. <3 which, of all places, is a group i haven't roleplayed in since my time here, so i'm curious to see how it is after hearing such good things about it.
* - - their gender: masculine
* - - the group they'll be going to: phantomclan
* - - other:also, the sheer amount of plots i developed for any future characters during that no wifi period should result in a few interesting events in store for this little guy, and i'd be eager to put them into action. c:[/justify]

"I'm able to go to SunClan and WindClan." The onyx figure offered upon approaching, an inquisitive look glinting off of her gaze as she trotted up beside Stella. Though she was rightfully weary of the outside after being seized by rogues, Ametrinepaw felt that she was more able-minded than she was as a kitten to keep her wits about her for such a task.

"Welcome to The Skulls; I'm Ametrinepaw, but you can call me Ammy." The onyx figure mewed upon approaching, offering the newcomer a friendly grin as she stood beside Remilia. Oddly enough, the fem had began to notice that The Skulls tended to have a pattern in arrivals; but she mentioned nothing of the sort. A glint simply reflected off of her gaze as it met Rufio's in greeting, and Ametrine nodded in acknowledgement.

"It reeks, whatever it is." Ametrinepaw teased lightly upon approaching, though her usual cheer-laced tone was diluted by apprehensiveness upon glancing towards Remilia. For one, the bone was rather impressed that the fem had been able to bring down such an opponent; however, the odor that emitted from it's exposed flesh was one that Ammy had yet to identify, being that she had never encountered a Twoleg. Casting a fleeting glance towards Remilia, she had nibbled at one of the sections of the prey as to sample its taste; it was slightly stringy as Ammy chewed, but for the life of her, she could not place what sort of animal it could have been. Little did she know, it had been nothing pertaining to their own usual fresh kill.

Track.

The russet bundle of fluff that was Carminekit sat within the clearing, seemingly fixated on a dripping icicle that hung from one of the rafters of the mansion. He had been left with little to ponder about; of which, he had dissected until there was no visible answer, like as to how he had been brought here in the first place. Fleeting memories of his bringing up in DarkClan had become but a blur on the canvas of his memory, as well as images of his siblings; but it was when he had discovered the location of his father that the kitten had set off to find this supposed PhantomClan, though he had yet to encounter his own father, and had been escorted there by a cheeky loner by the name of Elias.

Thus, the russet kit observed the droplets of water that dripped rhtymically from the icicles, before allowing a grin to creep across his facial features. Dawn light had only just begun to climb over the horizon, bathing the tom's figure in creamy hues as he paced about the open clearing. Once or twice, he would pounce upon a rustling patch of foliage in hopes that it was prey; however, it was only the wind that taunted him as Carminekit awaited the precense of another early riser- being that he had not learned the names of anyone upon arriving.

Ammy, I believed, found a room in around the second floor because of her love for gazing out the windows. Speaking of which, she propped a stool near it due to her dwarfed size compared to most, and often curls up on the windowsill to watch rain or snow fall from the heavens. Her room began as rustic; she had little to no belongings before she scavenged and discovered odd knick knacks like colored glass, various stones, and pressed flowers/herbs. Because of the latter, Ametrinepaw and herself seem to smell faintly of lavender and honeyed chestnuts, as well as the outside itself as she allows a draft from her window. She also has a small shelf of worn books that she discovered amidst the mansion, but has yet to learn how to read, despite her passion to learn what lie within the pages. With some trading, Ammy decorated her room with scented candles and fabrics of all hues as blankets or curtains, not to mention the hoarde the other Twoleg items she keeps in a closet that came with her room. But that's for another day. <3

Ametrinepaw, at first, hsd been hanging on Remilia's words with curiosity, albeit somewhat surprise; however, it was when she had mentioned the origins of the meat that bike began to rise in the Boness's throat. Twoleg flesh. The up walking, strange creatures that produced a majority of what knick knacks she had in her room; and instantly, she gagged. Even when she had cleared the stringy remains of it from her mouth, Ammy could not rid her mouth of the vile taste as she spoke. "..And how?" She managed to breath, being tha Rangi had spoken the majority of the questions on her mind, and had little passion to question the fem further.

The onyx figure had trouble registering the sheer array of unidentified scents that assaulted her on her journey here; being that she had not once set a paw from The Skulls, the journey in itself had been as if she had stepped into another dimension. Nonetheless, despite her curiosities, Ametrinepaw could only lope towards the scent markers with a twitch of her ear and projected her voice as much as her narrow chest would allow. "SunClanners, you have been invited to a sparring contest in The Skulls, which will include our own competitors as well as our allies; I would like to speak with a high position to hear of the decision." Exhaling, the bone fell silent as she awaited a trace of life to appear, in hopes that the Clan would indeed accept.

The onyx figure had trouble registering the sheer array of unidentified scents that assaulted her on her journey here; being that she had not once set a paw from The Skulls, the journey in itself had been as if she had stepped into another dimension. Nonetheless, despite her curiosities, Ametrinepaw could only lope towards the scent markers with a twitch of her ear and projected her voice as much as her narrow chest would allow. "WindClanners, you have been invited to a sparring contest in The Skulls, which will include our own competitors as well as our allies; I would like to speak with a high position to hear of the decision." Exhaling, the bone fell silent as she awaited a trace of life to appear, in hopes that the Clan would indeed accept.

Upon approaching, Ametrinepaw angled her ears towards the fem out of her curiosity- while it was a disappointment that the healer ranks had been abolished, it was reasonable, being that anyone would be able to learn the medical arts without needing a title. Nonetheless, a cheerful grin blossomed across her maw as she caught wind of the newest Haunter. Whenever Stella arrived, Ammy decided, she would congratulate the fem on receiving such a title; being that the bone had also taken note of her increased appearances around The Skulls.

"Oh? Apoligies, if I was misinformed, though I believe the offer would still stand, even if we were to be on neutral terms." Ametrinepaw cocked her head to the side curiously. Being that the matters of The Skulls allegiances had been rather foggy as of late, due to their multiple shifts of power, the fem hoped she hadn't caused any discord upon her representation of the tournament.