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the kit had just opened his eyes for the first time. They were big and bright, sparkling like small suns. The scrawny little kit was tiny, small even for his age of two sunrises. Miget-sized claws dug into the soft dirt of the nursery floor as the tiny tomcat struggled to keep his heavy lids up.He opened his mouth to let out a tiny, vigorous squeal. Where was his mother? He was cold and hungry. Where was he? Smells of cats, many of them, filtered through his nose. Didn't any of the other cats see him? He opened his mouth to yowl again, but out came only a pitiful squeak. Coughs began to rack his tired, cold body. Setting his head on his paws, Blazekit fell asleep.
Cold and alone.

Ooc: can I join?

The tiny kit could feel himself falling. As soon as his head hit his paws, he seemed to be swept away. He thought he heard someone calling his name before he was lost to the dizzying darkness.

where was he? The warm, familiar scents of the ThunderClan nursery had disappeared, replaced by a sharp, cold, different scent.
Death.
Without effort, Blazekit opened his eyes. Massive trees soared high into the sky, a dark gray color. Below his paws were sharp nettles. And it was COLD. Blazekit shivered and fluffed out his thin, dark gray pelt. His bright hazel eyes were the only spot of color, cutting through the spine-chilling darkness.

Both of you can join ;)

OOC: apprentice is fine, as long as she's part of the story :)

The muted sunlight filtered through the twined walls of the ThunderClan nursery. Blazekit slept, his fluffy white head rested on his tiny little paws. It had been only a single moon since the tiny little kit had found a home with ThunderClan, abandoned by his mother and left for dead. Muscles rippled under his fluffy kit-pelt when Blazekit stood up to survey his surroundings. Since his arrival, the other kits had mostly avoided him, fearing his strange scents and unpredictable temper. At first, he had been fine as a loner. But now, he wished that there was someone to talk to...

OOC: anyone can join this thread. don't ask, just jump in!

For my convenience and yours, I am creating a list of my current RPG characters.

MAIN CHARACTER: Blazekit/paw/rain
A fluffy white tomcat with bright blue eyes
SECONDARY CHARACTER: Bladekit/paw/fin
A light gray tomcat with blue stripes and blue eyes
Bluekit/paw/streak
A longhaired but lean blue she-cat.
OTHERS: none. So far :)

Bladepaw sat under the shade of a large boulder, watching the other apprentices trip around like kits. The gray-and-blue tomcat narrowed his dark eyes, looking at his fellow clanmates with disapproval.
"Idiots." He muttered to himself. "You should be acting like warriors, or at least trying."'

Bladepaw stood, facing away from the harsh Green-Leaf sun beating down on the campground. A faint breeze ruffled his thick, blue pelt, as his dark eyes scanned the camp. He was mentally preparing himself for the task to come: meeting the other apprentices.

Finally, he decided that the time was right. Squeezing through the bramble entrance, the big, sleek tabby tomcat wormed his way into the apprentice's den for the first time. The scents were overwhelming at first: Bladepaw hadn't realized that there were so many other apprentices! He quietly sulked across the den, avoiding staring eyes and self-conscious whispers. Bladepaw could feel his own muscles rippling under his short, gray pelt. With his flat, broad face, multicolored eyes, odd pelt coloring, and short temper, Bladepaw knew that he would never really fit in.

But he could try. All he had to do now was wait.

OOC: This thread is open to anyone, so please feel free to jump in! Don't ask me, just start roleplaying!

Bladepaw smacked Icepaw's paw away from him. "Watch it!" He snarled, wondering why the white she-cat was so...happy. "And the name's Bladepaw." The tom sat down contentedly, beginning to wash himself. He decided that energetic cats annoyed him.

OOC: VIOLENCE!
IC: Bluestreak slunk soundlessly through the underbrush, his long belly fur barely brushing the soft forest floor near the gorge. The strong, blue tabby she-cat's muscles rippled with every graceful move. She jumped as she heard a yowl, just as the disgusting smell of RiverClan struck her nostrils. Her ears perked, listening. Another yowl came, as painful as the first. Looking up, she could see the RiverClan cat above the bush she was hiding behind.
"Hey, you!" She yowled. "Care to explain why you're on the wrong side of the border?"

OOC: oh lol sorry
IC: Bladepaw shrank away. He could tear this cat to shreds if he wanted to. "Go away." He growled. "You're happiness is infuriating."
OOC: he's a jerk

Sorry...thought it was open...did I read that wrong? Whatever. RiverClan. And no, I don't want to be a killer. But thanks for the offer. And if you want the thread to be private, you should probably put that in the title. Just saying.

Bladepaw sat under a rock, sunning himself. His blue striped gray pelt gleamed in the sunlight, though his murky blue eyes were dark and forbidding. He watched the she-cat and tom race out of camp, snorting to himself. look at them. Pathetic! He had a deep respect for many warriors, and yet at the same time, thought others could be quite empty-headed.

Does this belong in the main game forum?

ohboy! Bladepaw thought darkly. she's sarcastic! This keeps getting better and better!
"Oh, well." He growled, licking his paw casually, making sure Icepaw could see his long, unsheathed claws. "You won't go away, will you? Why don't you go bug some other tomcat."

Did I say that I created it?
Whatever. Van I still be part of it though?

Bladepaw stalked through the underbrush, setting his paws lightly on the soft forest floor. His claws were half-sheathed, and his haunches were tensed, ready to pounce. He was picking up a strange smell. It smelled a little like...trespasser!
The lithe apprentice shot out of the bushes, pinning the mysterious cat down. "What are you doing in ThunderClan?!" He hissed.

Bladepaw raised one eyebrow, his dark eyes shining, partly in amusement, partly in anger. No kit had ever stood up to him like this. "I have an idea." He meowed suddenly, not losing the sharp edge to his voice. "How about you prove yourself to me...in battle."

Bladekit sneered. "Wimpy kitty. Are you scared?"