Elkleap pricked his ears intently, and spoke." Nightstar, I would be willing to lead a patrol." The Broad shouldered Tom offered.
Doespring woke up, and stretched her lithe body. With a yawn of her delicate mouth, she headed outside, to see what was going on.
Airpaw ran to his mentor excitedly, his tail swaying." If you go on a patrol, I wanna go!" He meowed excitedly. Elkleap sighed slightly, and nodded.
»Anacondakit« »Anacondapaw« »Anacondapelt«
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contemporary calling;;
"My name is Anacondapelt. A mouthful, isn't it?
gender;;
"Male, you silly cat."
rank;;
"I'm a warrior. What else?"
age [in moons];;
"I am thirty moons old."
written description;;
Anacondapelt is a ruggedly handsome ginger tabby tom-cat with green eyes.He has a scarred muzzle, and a knick in one ear.
personality [no find-outs];;
Anacondapelt is a laid back but mature cat, one who takes his duties very seriously.
However, he likes to kick back and relax as well, making witty jokes with his friends.
He is not one for romance, but appreciates the company of others.
He will fight like a lion to defend his and others honor, and can be cruel on a bad day.
history [optional];;
"Dear, is that important? Nothing special, honestly."
crush/mate;;
"Crushes are so... Immature. I don't have a mate, either."
kin;;
"My sister died awhile back... Her name was Marshleg."
other;;
"I guess you could say that Life is like a river."
"I'll come with you. I'm starting to get worried myself." Bearthroat meowed to the medicine cat. He shook out his rough pelt, ready to follow.
Castiel blindly followed the orders, making sure to keep his soaking black head above the water. The Beauceron gratefully reached the shelter, and almost collapsed. He gasped as his foot slipped, and he momentarily slipped under the water. Popping back up, he gagged and choked, bitter rain water in his sinuses and lungs. Glancing back with bleary eyes, Castiel made sure everybody was okay. These floods may be the death of me! Castiel thought.
Gingerpelt smiled slightly, but remained silent.
Cowspots nodded, turning and grabbed a squirrel before heading inside." Is this fine?" He meowed.
"Oh no, I can't stay." Cowspots apologized, putting the squirrel down close to the queens." I wouldn't want to make Gingerpelt uncomfortable." He explained, before turning and easing towards the entrance.
Anacondapelt woke abruptly, his green eyes flickering open. Pulling his long lean legs under him, he boosted himself into a sitting position. He looked around to make sure all was well, then started to groom himself. The ginger tabby tom rasped his tongue over the fur on his side, smoothing and fluffing it, making sure everything was clean. Finally, he drew his tongue around his scarred muzzle, and headed outside. Spotting Sepiastar and a few other cats, he padded over, tilting his head inquisitively." Any patrols to go on, Sepiastar?" He meowed, his voice low.
"Of course." Anacondapelt dipped his head to his leader and glanced towards Oblivionpaw. Padding over, his tail flicked casually." Ready to go?" He enquired of the young apprentice. His green eyes darted around the camp unconsciously, and he shifted his weight. He was ready to run a bit, loosen the knots out of his muscles.
//low muse.
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London. What a magical city...
Full of crime. One team works together to stop criminals, and though they all have varying personalities... It works. Recently, several people have been found butchered, but no obvious struggle or anesthetics were found in the body. Can the team figure out who the killer is? And if so, are they going to like the answer?
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Okay, let's lay down some rules.
•No powerplaying. Isn't that clear by now?
• Semi-advanced only! Proper grammar and spelling is demanded. If you cannot fulfill these simple requirements, you will be banned.
•You get to play one character, okay? There's quite a few men in this, so if you desperately wish to play a women, you need to reserve.
•Go ahead and have a bit of romance. Don't overdo it though.
•If you want to play the killer, PM me please.
•These aren't actually DW or Sherlock characters. These are characters that are based off of canon characters, such as a rude, sociopathic woman instead of Sherlock. You catch the drift, correct?
•No keyword, since I am trusting you guys.
•Don't talk OOC too much, it gets aggravating.
Characters.
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.:The Detective:.
Open. Can be male or female.
This one is rather rude and seizes the chance to boast about his/her own ability whenever possible. She/He is basically a sociopath, and isn't afraid to admit that. They are easily bored, and tell this to their closest companion. He/She usually wears a scarf. Though the personality is a bit off-putting, he/she is quite brilliant.
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.:The Veteran:.
Taken by Mortal•Fangirl (myself)
Now, The Veteran is the Detective's closest friend- probably the only one the Detective would truly do anything for. The Veteran has a medical/military background, and still has nightmares at times. Though the Veteran looks rather mild and ordinary, there's a thirst for adventure and danger underneath that old cardigan. She/He lives with the Detective in a flat. He/She may or not have feelings for the Detective.
[size=55pt]W.I.P, tracking only.
Coyoteheart flicked his ears slightly, licking Frozenwing's cheek and standing up." I'll be right back." He murmured, heading over to the large gathering rock.
Marbleleap woke from her nap, and headed over to sit by her brother.
Kamen
"What can I say? I'm trying my hardest."
Theme-
Kamen felt his ears redden, not quite sure how to respond to Rizzo. Instead, he pushed on, climbing higher up the stairs. He stumbled a bit over the last step, but regained his balance within a moment. Glancing around, he tilted his head." It's nice up here." He observed. Well, it wasn't trashy, at least. It was obvious that nobody had been here for quite some time, the windows were so dusty you could hardly see through them. Still, it seemed safer up here than anywhere else, so why not hang out for a bit?
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[size=18]Acacia
[size=14]"What have I D-done to deserve this?..."
Theme-
[font=times new roman]That's terribly sad. Acacia thought sympathetically. She followed the terrier, her black nose twitching as she caught the scent of dogs. Lots of dogs. As she approached the window with Sienna and Chester, she faltered. What if they don't like me? What if they attack me? Or, or-Stop it! Acacia's anxiety was horrible for her. It tended to flare up in moments of importance, and this happened to be one of those moments." I-I can't." She apologized, backing away." I really shouldn't."
Anacondapelt considered this for a moment," Of course. Let's go!" He said lightly, turning and heading towards the entrance to the camp. His gait was easy, smooth. I must remember to check all the dens later, make sure they're all sealed and waterproof. He thought suddenly. Anacondapelt led the way into the forest, looking back at the apprentice." Lead the way!" His deep voice was friendly. He knows where the herbs are, I don't.
Coyoteheart glanced at the newcomer, his gaze intense and thoughtful. He wouldn't question her about her past, but he was still slightly curious. But then again, his mother had always said "curiosity killed the cat." He shook his head slightly, hoping that there wouldn't be drama surrounding the newcomer. Nothing he hated more than a attention seeker. He felt a prod, and looked to his sister.
Marbleleap sighed slightly, but kept her mouth shut until after the meeting. She could explain the prodding later, as now wasn't the time.
-Tracking and bumping.
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▣ "Have you ever felt... Alone? I have." ▣
▣ name ▣
"Hmm... Haven't we gone over this? My name is Sachiel. It's a real pleasure to meet you."
▣ age ▣
"If I was a human, I would be around twenty-two."
▣ gender ▣
"Male, since it wasn't obvious."
▣ breed ▣
"I happen to be a Dogo Argentino. Big and white- The standard."
▣ personality ▣
"Why don't we talk a bit?"
Sachiel is a uncomplicated soul, one who is gentle and almost shy. He craves attention, and is honestly a hopeless romantic at heart. Due to a odd past, he has some issues, mainly psychological. Though he is typically a sweetheart, he can snap in an instant, growling and frothing in no time. He has no idea what happens when he snaps like this, as though it's a completely different dog. Due to the sudden mood swings, he is a bit of a outcast, not wanting to hurt anyone. Antisocial is something he dislikes being, but it sometimes forced upon this large dog.
Though there is several faults to his persona, Sachiel always tries to keep his head up, and has pushed his history out of his mind. He falls in love far too easily, but at the same time can be horridly awkward around a femme. Overall, this is a dog that is trustworthy and kind, if not a bit psychotic at times.
▣ history ▣[/centering]
"I- I would rather not. I can barely remember it anyway."
▣ family ▣
"Not really. They just kinda... Poof. Disappeared."
▣ pups ▣
"I'm still slightly young for that, aren't I?"
▣ infatuation ▣
"Uh- Um... No... Not really..."
▣ spouse ▣
"No, though I would like one some day..."
▣ turn ons ▣
"That's a bit personal, isn't it?"
-Kind
-Confident
-Smart
-Adores pups
-Feathery fur
▣ turn offs ▣
"Well, I certainly don't like..."
-Cruel
-Moody
-When she thinks she's better than everyone else
-Bullies/Dominant dogs
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▣ muse ▣
7/10
▣ activity ▣
[align=center] 8/10 most days.
Thank you for accepting me. 
I'm excited for this roleplay!
Knowing that he was the deputy, Coyoteheart knew that he should call Icesparrow's new name as well. So he joined in, chanting her name with a certain level of excitement. He supposed he was slightly excited; after all, a new litter of kits was always welcome, and Icesparrow just so happened to be the mother. Speaking of kits... He glanced at his mate, to make sure she was okay.
Marbleleap felt less ecstatic, but started to call the name as well." Icesparrow! Icesparrow!" Her tail twitched slightly, as if in deep thought. I must talk to Wanderingstar about Starpaw... She thought suddenly.
Kamen
"What can I say? I'm trying my hardest."
Theme-
Kamen glanced around once more, nodding" this would be a wonderful place to stay." He agreed. Now looking at Rizzo, his tail wagged slightly." So, now that we've found a place to stay... What's next? Not much to do, honestly." The Irish terrier observed. For a movement, he almost missed his days of roaming the streets, avoiding Rotters and basically doing what he wanted. But that was past, and Rizzo was his future.
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[size=18]Acacia
[size=14]"What have I D-done to deserve this?..."
Theme-
[font=times new roman]Acacia gulped,"I-I'm Acacia." She said, raising her head a bit. Even though she knew she was a coward, no reason to make a fool of herself in front of the handsome black and white brute. Her ears twitched as she heard a faint mourning cry, no doubt because of a death." And you're Caedis, I've heard." Acacia spoke once more, her soft voice quick, as though not wanting to waste any of his time. She cleared her throat uncomfortably, shifting her weight from one side to the other awkwardly.
Oh, okay.... :( I've been busy, with hardly any muse. Sorry.
Good to know. :')
It's been a fun ride, it really has. Definitely one of the best clans I've ever been in.
