Posts by Shygirl256

Using her three working paws, Bravery leaped backwards with grace, dodging her with ease. A sly smile tugged at the corners of her mouth but she hid it, though she did not attack, not wanting a battle to break out, then maybe they really would think of Flickertail as Disloyal.

"We're going to have to introduce you to the rest of the clan" Fallenknight added to Bravery, sarcasm visible in his voice. "Don't you think the rest of the clan would just love to meet her Violetswipe?" he added jokingly, his muscles rippling as he narrowed his eyes towards Flickertail, expecting the tom to attack.

Fallenknight chuckled and eyed Bravery rather curiously. "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way, I would suggest the easy way due to your injury" he added narrowing his eyes.

Bravery sighed and nodded. "Fine I'll go with you, but I can't wait until your leader see's the great threat you've brought to him" she joked referring to her injury and size.

She limped behind them, trying her best to keep up though with each stepped she winced. She had probably dislocated her paw, or maybe even broke it. The thought sent a shiver down her spine but she continued to push forwards.

Fallenknight lead, looking back once or twice but not bothering with the she-cat, if she was strong she could make it, after all she was Flickertails problem, not his.

Bravery looked up at him gratefully, glad she had his large figure for support.

Fallenknighth looked down at Violetswipe with bright eyes as if to say Don't worry, there will be vengeance. All cats were to be challenged when coming onto another clans territory there was no rule saying the same didn't apply to the injured. She had been trespassing, it was simple as that.

{Well instead of going to the actual leader we can just do a short timeskip? Say the leader tells Brvery to stay until her leg is healed? And night! }

"By accidentally cushioning your fall with my body?" he asked thoughtfully. He hadn't even realized how helpful he had been, and although he didn't enjoy the thought he enjoyed the feeling. He had saved her life from a fox, given her a rabbit and become a soft landing for a moment.

Looking up at the treetops, he seemed thoughtful but when he looked back, doubtful and maybe even unsure. Looking at his own paws for a moment he spoke. "Uh, I never did ask you, whatever happened to your paw?" he asked after a moments hesitation.

Character Name:

Nightkit { Frost }

Character Age:

3 moons

Gender:

Tom

Alliance:

Shadowclan

Rank:

Kit

Appearance (6 or more sentences):

Nightkit is handsome at worst, and it's obvious he will grow into a threatening warrior one day. Small muscles ripple under the toms thick kitten fur, giving him a larger appearance. His pelt is black as the night sky, though his front paws are stained with white marking as though he walked through the snow and it remained there. His eyes are blue as ice, though they give off a certain friendly glow rather then a devilish appearance. His tail happens to be thicker then his pelt, brushing the ground as he walks for it is slightly longer then the average cats. He is the kind of tom most would look up to or fall for, but for the moment it's obvious his looks don't matter to him and never will, his dark pelt is often stained with dirt or mud from playing around the camp adding roughness to his appearance.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):

Nightkit is not like most Shadowclanners, not having the same eeriness or darkness to him that the others do. Instead he happens to be as friendly as a fellow Thunderclanner, never once complaining about work or how far away his apprenticeship is. Though despite his friendly nature he is known to be aggressive when pushed to far and he does have his enemies. He tends to be very protective of those who grow close to him. He also happens to be very stubborn, fr more then the average kit. Once his mind is set on something there is no turning him back and he will do anything to reach his goal.

---Likes (at least 3):

- He loves to be a good help.
- Despite his friendly nature he loves play fighting and will develop a love for fighting.
- He loves his friends, being with them, and making new ones.

--- Dislikes (at least 3):

- Stubborn cats, snappy cats, rude cats, anything to ruin his day.
- He tends to be annoyed by persistent cats as well.
- He can't stand twolegs and cats who choose the life of a kittypet.

---Strengths (No MORE than 5):

- Fighting
- Climbing
- Swimming { Even though he's in Shadowclan }
- Intelligence

---Weaknesses (At least 3):

- Hunting
- Clumsiness
- Dodging attacks

History (8 or more sentences):

Nightkit was born outside of the clan in a kittypet home, though only few cats know this fact while the others think he was a rogue kit. His mother brought him into Shadowclan, asking them to take her son and raise him to be a warrior like his father Wildclaw. His father died in battle before he was born and so his mother vowed to give her first born into Shadowclan for her mates sake. Maia didn't have the heart to bring her into the clan herself, knowing that he would have been taunted for being born a kittypet, so she gave him to her rogue friend who graciously gave him to Shadowclan. Now Nightkit is raised in the nursery by many queens, growing with the other kits though he has few memories of his mother and none whatsoever of his father. Though he does know that he was brought into the clan for his father and is determined to make his father proud, even though he walks with Starclan. Nightkit has never been taunted for being a rogue kit, which is the reason his mother got a rogue to bring him. Since many shadowclanners were once rogues he lives in peace, accepted by the clan though he hides his deep secret, despite how hard it may be at times.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):

Not my first bio :)

Comments (optional):

I have Nightkit of Shadowclan.

Maybe they could become close friends and further on in the future each others crushes? He is 2 moons older so he would become an apprentice first as well, maybe then he could also teach her secretley before she turns 6 moons?

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=653203.new#new

^ Here's Nightkit's bio ^

Something happened to the tom that he had never felt before, it was a deep feeling it his stomach making it twist painfully, while the other one made his heart beat faster every waking moment. He was feeling sympathy, and something else to, but it was to deep to recognize.

He tried to push these feelings away, tried not to care, but he did and he couldn't change that. A new feeling joined in with he rest making his tail flick in rage. He was angry at Riverclan for doing this to her, for her mentor not watching over her, for separating them, and for them giving her a name o remind her of her horrid accident.

His eyes softened at the sight of her, though they clouded over with rage, then that disappeared again. The emotions were to much for him and he sighed, no one had ever made him feel so much at once before and he fought back a growl. When he was focusing again he was sitting next to her, he hadn't even noticed he had moved closer, to comfort her? That was new to him to.

He sighed and looked down at her, unsure of what to do though he wanted to do something, he wanted to get rid of the emotions, to turn away and forget everything. But he couldn't.

"If anything they should have known better then to give you that name" he said at last thinking deeply. He shook his head slightly and looked into her gaze. "I don't think i'll be able to call you that anymore" he added, and it was true, before he knew her name, not her story. Now that he did he knew she deserved far better then to be reminded of the past every time a cat spoke her name.

He sighed and his shoulders sulked slightly, he dipped his head.

She knew his name, not his story.

It was time he fixed that.

"I was born outside of the forest, not as a clan cat and not as a rogue, I was born in a twoleg nest on the other side of the forest. My name was Romeo." he added looking up towards the sky then closing his eyes. "I was always stronger then my siblings, I liked the feeling of power when I fought, when I won." he explained honestly, the knot in his stomach tightening, he missed that feeling.

"One night I was sitting on the twoleg fence, I had never liked my life, i didn't fit in with the rest, I couldn't even eat kittypet food, had to hunt mice and birds in our yard" he explained remembering it all clearly. " So I left,I leaped off the fence and into the forest, but I was stopped by an apprentice from Thunderclan who attaked me. I was only 5 moons, I pinned him to the ground, and I liked the power i felt when i won a fight" he mumbled on uselessly trying to explain it all.

"From that day on I realized fighting was my life, I wasn't meant for the life of a kittypet, I couldn't be a clan cat, so I become a loner, I could never go a day without attacking an innocent cat, whoever crossed my path, I even hunted patrols down" he continued searching her eyes for any reaction.

"That what I was doing the night I saved you, I was hunting you down, I was going to hurt you, but when i saw you I just-" his voice trailed off as the memory came flooding back to him. I couldn't hurt her, i couldn't lay a paw on her, I could never... he thought not tearing his gaze from hers though guilt flooded through his eyes and finally he was forced to turn his head away, the softness in his eyes fading. He could never bring himself to hurt her, but why?

Ok, thanks :)

~ Bump!

He just shrugged simply, turning back to her as if some of their earlier words had not been spoken. "Maybe i'm just losing my mind" he replied, the emotion faded from his voice though something remained, something permanent.

He let the silence engulf him as he was lost again in a train of thoughts. He had always thought of their encounters as a coincidence, but lately it had seemed to be something more, she had been scarred by a fox at a young age, and moons later he just happened to be there when the next one came around? Now it just didn't seem like a regular encounter.

{ Me to, i think my kitty stole my muse }

Hey sorry to Jump in now but I found this really amazing and I had a few ideas.

My first is that maybe the celebration can be every moon, since this is a small clan who currently share their territory with no one they don't go to the full moon gathering, so maybe the full moon could mean something different to them in which they celebrate, therefore they would have the celebration every full moon.

They could definitely honor their heavens this way, and maybe they could even have a day of bad luck when the moon is barely visible in which they celebrate their hells { Sorry but i didn't know if they believed in Starclan and the dark forest }.

As her head turned away he looked down at her, a sudden thought occurring to him. "So what do I call you now?" he asked looking down at Crookedfoot thoughtfully, he could think of a million things but for now he wanted to see if there was a name she desired.

He was sure she wouldn't use it in her clan, but he needed something to call her by for from this day forwards he refused to call her Crookedfoot, it was no name, but a title.

{ Haha I thought you would :3 }

And so the beans are spilled...

Since were working a bit on the dark side now maybe this clan can also have a disease like no other to go with their seven sins? There is already Whitecough, Greencough and Blackcough, but what if they nave none of these diseases? Maybe only an infection called Nightcough or something in Greek { Since this clan seems based on Latin and Greek xD }

^ Perhaps the infection could make for a good plot if there is a small breakout? Or maybe these cats carry the infection but don't catch it like hosts ^

I can come up with many ideas for anything right now though im kinda tired. Plus i've been watching way to many horror movies an roleplaying in to many evil clans so some of my ideas may be dark xD

A half smile appeared on his face as he studied her for a long moment, he had to say, the name suite her well. "Flick it is" he agreed, nodding slightly. "It suites you" he repeated his earlier thoughts, glad they had finally found a name for her besides Crookedfoot, it may only be used by him for now, but at least it was something.

{ Haha ya for a second I was like whuuut? }

Haha I love the idea and the plot maybe during RP we could even have a roue wander onto their territory and fall sick.

But I seriously love the infection idea and how did you even come up with all that so fast? It suites what I was thinking so perfectly I think we just literally read each others minds.

O_O

Wow looks like you've planned ahead :)

I think i'm going to go take a catnap because i have to be up for 8 and its 2:30...

As she smiled so did he, it wasn't something he was use to, being friendly, smiling and being helpful. Those were all things he had never cared much for, but around her it seemed right. He had never met someone who had even been able to smile, so she must have meant something.

The smile didn't last long though, it never did as if he were fighting it. At times he was, feeling as though he were trapped between two worlds. One where his life was full of blood and lust, and the other where he was just a regular cat.

"So Flick, do we just continue to meet up coincidentally?" he asked her after a moments thought, he liked Riverclans territory at least. He favored the River, and there was plenty to eat, though he wasn't quite sure it was a clan he would join. Whether she wanted him to stay or not he would, or at least for a little while until he was bored of the territory.

{ Wanna Time skip to her being held there until her leg heals? }

Bravery narrowed her eyes with slight determination as the camp entrance came into view. She hadn't been so close to the camp before in fact this was her first time on the territory.

Fallenknight looked over his shoulder at the two and sneered, he didn't think there would be much problems coming up with a punishment, maybe they had even found a new prisoner.

Username:

Shygirl256

Your cat's name:

Alec

Gender:

Tom

Alliance:

Loner for now but he's becoming fond of Riverclan.

Rank:

Loner

Brief Appearance:

Alec is a muscular tom with thick fur coating his pelt. His pelt is white as snow though dark gray tabby patched rest in 3 places on his body staining the snowy color. His eyes are a deep green like emeralds.

Brief Personality:

Right now he's a little lost, having been softened by a she-cat. He is often uncaring, cruel, fierce, stubborn, sarcastic, even snappy. Now he has a better side shown to very few cats, only one at the moment. One where he is friendly, gentle, understanding, protective and good hearted.

Bio Link [optional]:

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…3.msg22762942#msg22762942

Family position wanted [mother, brother, etc.]:

Brother

I know it says in his bio he was born a kittypet but he also never knew his father and his mother wandered often into the forest so his father could have been anyone.

I needed more plots for Alec, since right now he is in the process of falling for a Riverclan cat. I needed something around that.