Posts by GinaNeko

So hi everyone!

I just joined, and I am randomly messaging people who like the same bands as me trying to make friends on here.... WHO KNOWS MAYBE YOU WILL BE NEXT!?

But anywho, I am a huge band freak. I obsess over Black Veil Brides, Blood on the Dance Floor, etc. I love cats and anime, and I feel that being in a band makes you 10x hotter. Oh, and Warriors was my favorite series as a kid, and I am currently re-reading and catching up on the series. (I am currently re-reading Moonrise and I am over half done!)

I also love to read and write. I am currently writing two Warriors fan fictions, the links to which are in my signature.

Uhm... not sure what to say... if you wanna be friends message me or something and we can chat!

Rules:
1. With your post, put a basic profile of your character. You really only need name, gender, age, and what animal they are, though appearance and personality would also be nice (preferred actually). Anything extra is up to you.
2. Try to interact with everyone if possible (should there me multiple people in the thread that is.) This allows bonds to form and for the story to be more interesting.
3. Multiple characters are allowed, though please try to limit yourself.
4. Please keep things reasonable!

Profile:
Name: Gina Catston
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Animal: Maine Coon cat anthro
Appearance: Gina is about 5'4. She has shoulder length hair that she keeps dyed pink. She usually wears a blue t-shirt and a black skirt with black knee-high boots. She has a yellowish, fluffy tail, and the same colour cat ears. Her tail tip is the same colour as her hair.
Personality: Gina is rather shy, though once she gets to know someone she is a bit wilder. She loves art and kids. Sometimes, due to a harsh past, she can be a bit uncomfortable around boys and men, but tends to hide this.

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Gina wandered around town, her tail swishing behind her. It was still relatively early in the day, not even 10 in the morning yet. Everything was still fresh with the morning. She looked at the stores as she walked by, noting which ones were open. After a while, she smiled, seeing an art store. She loved painting and drawing. Walking in, she noticed there were not many people in the store yet at all. Oh well. She walked to the isle where the drawing materials were, and starting looking at different sketch books and pencils. It was about time for her to upgrade her supplies.

Character Name: Thistlekit

Gender: Male

Clan/Group{if any}: SnowClan

Rank{if any}:

Appearance: Thistlekit is a grey tabby with green eyes.

Personality: Since he is a kit, he is a little wild, as kits will be. However as he grows up, he will calm down and be a very protective cat. He will be known to hold grudges, though does not let this get in the way of what has to be done. He is also very cautious, especially when birds of prey are around, due to his past.

History: Thistlekit was born to a rogue she-cat. When he was only a few moons old, he was playing with his one sibling. His mother was sure they would not encounter any trouble, and allowed herself to doze off. During this time, an eagle was flying overhead. It swooped down, snatching up the young kit and carrying it off. Thistlekit tried to fight free from the bird's talons, and eventually did. He was dropped, landing in SnowClan territory, where he was eventually found and taken into the Clan.

The young kit was playing with his sister. His mother had fallen asleep, but she did that all the time when they played. Nothing ever happened, but this day had been different. The kit had been scooped up by an eagle, and was being held above the ground by deadly talons. He struggled, eventually biting the eagle's foot, causing it to drop him. Thankfully they weren't very high at the time. The kit fell, and landed on the rocky mountain, mewling. The fall hurt, and he had no idea where he was or where his family was. He mewed, walking on legs now shaking from fear, trying to find someone, anyone, who could help him.

The grey tabby had been picked up by a she-cat and quickly carried off. He mewled a little in protest at first, but quickly shut up when he started to smell other cats, and lots of them. The she-cat brought him into a small den thing, setting him down. He crouched, looking at the other kit in there. The cats here didn't smell familiar, and he still had no idea where he was. His green eyes showed that he was lost, confused, and scared, as he stayed still, crouching a bit away from the other kit and the she-cat who had brought him here.

He moved closer to the other kit, apparently named Spleckledkit. He didn't know where his mom and sister were, and he was scared. "SnowClan? I... I don't know where this is.... an eagle took me while I was playing..." Things were weird here. He was in something called a Clan, and the cats had weird names. Why did the kit have to have something special at the end of her name, and her mom did too... Would he be given a new name? No! Thistle had to find his mom... he had to! But... he had no idea where he was... he didn't even know if his mom would know where to look for him. Maybe he should stay here with Speckledkit?

Tigerlily (oh you slipped in before I posted... ok... uh...)

Fangtail

Wishberry

He was thankful for the she-cat's comfort. Having another kit around his age made him feel more relaxed, as though he was back with his sister, though he knew he wasn't. She explained that there were other Clans, and told him what he would be called. "Uhm... why do you have kit at the end of your name? And your mom's name is different. My mom's name isn't like that. Is it something all the Clans do?" He had a lot of questions, but figured he would start with just that one.

"Uh...uhm..." He looked down at his paws. He wanted to ask a lot, but he didn't want to be annoying. He felt bad enough, suddenly finding himself in this place. "Will I be allowed to stay? Will the others let me?" He didn't think they would send a kit out by himself, but he wasn't sure. Thistlekit didn't know these cats, and he didn't know what they would do.

"The warrior code?" There were so many things he didn't know. He had never heard of a warrior code, but it must be important to these cats. He looked over at two kits that Speckledkit had motioned to, and he gave a small smile. He was used to it being just him and his sister, so for there to be more kits was a bit different. "H...hi" He greeted them, lowering his head a bit.

Thistlekit had come to the Clan the day before after being taken by an eagle. He had met Speckledkit, but hadn't ventured to talk to the other kits in the nursery. He hadn't really met any of the queens, either. He didn't have a family here, and that scared and saddened the grey kit. He stayed against the edge of the nursery, wondering if anyone would take him in. If anyone would become his family...

Scarwhisker

Tinyleap

Thistlekit stiffened a bit at the lick, but soon relaxed and purred a thanks. "There are a lot of other cats, aren't there?" He was a stranger, with lots to learn and many to meet. He curled himself against Speckledkit, looking down at his paws. How would he be able to live without his mom and sister? Especially in an unfamiliar place. Speckledkit would certainly be his friend and help him, right? He could do this... he could stay and learn and be part of the Clan. He would. He looked back up at her. "You'll help me learn everything... right? Who everyone is, and how to survive here?"

Steps of the stalking Fox

Spacewillow

Character Name: Night of the New Moon

Gender: Male

Clan/Group{if any}: Tribe of Burning Eclipse

Rank{if any}: Tunnelgaurd

Appearance: The tom is a large cat and mainly black. His eyes are a pale amber. He has white on his muzzle, chest, belly, and paws.

Personality: Night of the New Moon could be considered lazy at times, but not always. He is very welcoming and accepting, often considering just about everyone a friend almost immediately after meeting them. He can be stubborn at times, and will snap under certain circumstances, which become predictable once you get to know him.

History: Night of the New Moon was born in a tribe far away that has since been dissolved. This happened shortly after he completed training as a to-be. He did not travel with any friends, and his sister passed away during the journey after ingesting a rabbit poisoned by two-legs. Night of the New Moon recently arrived in this new area, and plans to join another Tribe.

Shadowcloud

The black and white tom stalked through the new land. He could scent cats, and a lot of them. He had heard whisperings in passing of cats with names that sounded like those of a tribe. He could go back to being in a familiar setting, hopefully. Night made his way toward a volcano, the fumes from the mountain mixing with those of the cats. His pale amber eyes swept back and forth, scanning for any cats. He stopped, his slightly open mouth picking up a scent marker. He had arrived at what he hoped was the right territory. He followed the border, hoping to find a patrol or a single cat roaming around. Someone who he could speak to about joining. Night of the New Moon knew that the last thing he wanted to do was trespass on claimed territory without welcome. It was a while before he found someone, but when he did, he stopped, calling out to the cat. "Hello! Are you by chance from the Tribe of Burning Eclipse?"