Posts by ~~~Coral Snakes~~~

She stopped and thought for a moment, "Mmm, not that I know of... and thanks." She looked around and then back at the cats. "Sooo... Whatcha wanna do?"

Traits: I am a a shaggy furred she-cat with vivid eyes and a torn left ear. I am very sensitive to criticism, and maybe I just need to gain more confidence.

History: My sister was killed by her own best friend.

Traits: I am a a short-coated tom with a joyful look in my eyes and a white locket of fur on my chest. I am not very good looking as cats go, but I am a very good judge of character.

History: I have a crush on this other cat but am too shy to reveal it.

She thought for a moment then said, "What's 'WindClan'?" She sat and pulled a dry leaf out of her fur.

Kalaroka nodded. "I think I've heard of something like that. They called themselves a 'Tribe'. Well, at least that's what daddy told me." The little red tabby began to groom the fur on her chest as she sat there.

She nodded, "Ok!"and stood up, shaking out her reddish fur.

Kalaroka listened to the cats intently then crept out from behind Cimmerian. "Yes, I'm OK," she lied. She was actually still falling apart inside about her father's death. She wanted to continue sobbing but knew that would not help. She stayed strong on the outside and was unknowingly much like the strange new she-cat. "My name is Kalaroka," she continued, her hazel eyes gleaming like little stars.

She looked at the she-cat sadly. "Oh, I see," she mewed. She sat back down and got lost in her thoughts.

OOC: This rp takes place around the time Faolan and the others are nearing the end of the ice bridge. I will be RPing as my OC Nakirah. Soon after the earth quake she had decided it best to leave the beyond. She always stayed about a half hour ahead of Faolan and the others. She is the wolf on my profile picture. You can be one of the characters from the book or an OC. I really dont care.

IC: A yellow and brown she-wolf stalked across a long icy bridge. She had been walking for days and fed on lemmings and the occasional fish. Her claws clicked on the slick, cold surface as she proceeded toward what she liked to call the "Cerulean Continent." She heard a resounding CRACK and froze. She looked over her shoulder to see whole chunks of the bridge falling into the freezing water below. She cursed and began sprinting forward at attack speed. The battle-scarred she-wolf was barely fast enough to avoid falling with a chunk of ice. She felt a small piece under her foot fall off and her blood ran cold. She shut her eyes and leaped off of the bridge, landing in the water a moment later. She began to paddle away onto an iceberg and watched as the bridge collapsed. She spat curses in wolf and got back into the sea. She began to swim towards the land (Which was still hazy).

Traits: I am a a soft-pelted he-wolf with round, wild eyes and a limp of the right front leg. I am restless and cannot stand or sit still, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other wolves.

History: My sister was killed by her former mate.

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Kalaroka shrugged, "I'm not sure. And he found me under a rock overhang. I'd rather not say anymore..." She looked away with that same look in her eyes she had when telling Cimmerian about it.

BUMP!!!

Dragon's Appearence: [img width=510 height=315]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/prof…1374092191.png?1374092198[/img]
Name: Ormr
Gender: Male
Type: Unknown
Age: 6 Years (Is drake like adolescent? cuz if yes then drake)
Personality: He's usually pretty nice and he prefers to avoid fights. He likes flying but currently can't due to his broken tail. He can't stand being in water and hates spiders. He doesn't loose his temper easily and can keep a level head under pressure but prefers not to be under pressure in the first place.
History: Ormr hatched from an amber colored egg in an eagle's nest and was raised by the bird and speaks their language. At 1 year of age he learned to fly. He left his home and his foster mother, a golden eagle named Myth at age 4 in search of his own kind. At one point, he wandered into a cougar den and was attacked by the mother cougar. he escaped with three nasty scars and lived in a cave for a bit to heal his wounds. He recently broke his tail doing god know what and can't fly until it is healed. He is currently wandering the land in search of other dragons.
Other: :P

Bindy laid on her back and watched a shrub freeze after breathing frost on it. She rolled onto her stomach and stood up, shaking the snow off of her scales as she trotted to the shore. She sat and carved shapes in the sand with a claw.

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…tures;u=136400;view=70352
thats bindy btw. she's an ice dragon. 3 years from adulthood.

The ice dragon heard other dragons and began to follow the noise, her claws tingling with curiosity. Two dragons came into view. She stepped into the open. Could these dragons be the king and queen she heard about? The small she-dragon spoke up, "Umm... Hi?" Her icy eyes flitted from dragon to dragon as she slowly swept her long tail from side to side.

Kalaroka curled up into a ball on the large tom's back she fell asleep.

Name: Bindy
Looks: [img width=510 height=332]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/prof…1374109318.png?1374164988[/img]
Age: 4 Years (so like 3 years from fully grown)
Tribe(keep empty if lone): Lol no im a loner
If lone what type of dragon are you?: Ice
Gender: Female
Other: Dragons, From, Beyond, cake
Rank: None!!

She folded her wings close to her body and backed up, feeling quite small. Her tail curled around close to her body, the fan-like plume of feathers creating a small puff of air. Bindy's blue eyes flooded with fear. "Um, I h-heard voices and I w-wanted to see if it was o-other dragons..." The young ice dragon hadn't spoken to another dragon in two years and she hoped it would go better.