Posts by KittyMeow

Scorch's fur bristled. "I can tell your lying. Spit out the truth." His voice became a harsh snarl.

She chuckled. "All done." Her brown eyes twinkled humorously. "So, how was the hunting?" She asked, her tail swishing around in the air. She bent her head down picking a flower and throwing it into the air. It fluttered down and landed fittingly behind her ear.

(Magic Flower. LOL)

Feather glided through the skies, and landed beside Blaze. "I heard my name." A blue-grey owl flew down and landed on her back.

(She has a pet owl named Moon if that's ok.)

"Why can't you do it?" His eyes showed that more questions would be coming. "I'd rather stay here, thank you very much."

Ambersky sighed, wishing she didn't have to leave him so quickly. It was strange being with a StarClanner. Visiting StarClan without being dead. She sighed again, and got up, padding out of the den and out of camp to go hunt.

Can I be Dogpaw?

Ambersky dropped into a hunter's crouch and soon leapt onto a mouse, killing it quickly. She carried her third catch through the forest, deciding to return to camp with the spoils of her hunting trip: two mice and a sparrow.

"Oh, y'know. Flying, flying..." She trailed off, giggling to herself.

"Don't forget more flying." Added Moon, the magical owl.

"Oh, how could I?" Feather chuckled.

(Also, who were the mare and stallion Toxic looked at?)

Ambersky padded down into camp, dropping her prey in the pile. She ran as quickly as she could back to her den, although she wasn't fast enough.

"Hi Amber!" Fogsky yelled at the calico, smiling childishly.

(New char! :D)

"No. I'm not really interested in a family. It's better to be single. At least, that's what I think." She smiled a little.

(Bye! D:)

Feather noticed Toxic, and stamped her hoof. A flash of blue light appeared beneath her hoof. "What are you doing in these parts?"

Moon flew into the air, careful not to touch Toxic as she glided above him.

"Alright." Scorch's eye became it's normal color. "Let's go." He beckoned Brutalstar to follow him.

Ambersky cringed. "Hi... Fogsky."

"Wanna chat?" He smiled wide, hoping his crush would sit with him.

"Sorry... I was... going to go nap." She said quickly and believably.

"Oh... ok..." Fogsky's ears flattened and he padded away, head hanging with sorrow and disappointment.

"Alright, seeya." She got up, and went up to the food-pile. She recoiled as she saw the bluebird laying there, limp. She chose herself a hare and went back to her herb storages. She dropped the hare and ate some, scanning the herbs laid out upon the ground. She smiled, proud of her work.

Name: Dragonflywings | Pearlpaw - shine
Gender: Tom | She
Appearance: | Her eyes are a purplish-blue, and she is the size of an apprentice.
Apprentice/Mentor: Pearlpaw | Dragonflywings
Mate: Open | Maybe
Crush: Open | Open
Kits: Maybe | Maybe
Other: Nothin'.

Name: Mary
Gender: Female
Job/Task(Instructor,Member,Horse Caretaker): Member
Looks: Mary has dirty blonde hair and a pair of silvery-blue eyes.
Personality: Mary is obedient and quiet, she always listens to her instructors. But outside of training, she is a loud, energetic girl with a cheeky glint in her eyes.
Other: Choice

Name: Flower of Youth a.k.a Gladiola
Gender: Mare
Rank (Barrel racer, Cutting, Stamina, Cross country,Etc.): Cross Country
Looks:
Personality: Gladiola is a hyper horse who only listens to Mary. She is stubborn and usually can do damage to a human without knowing when other humans try to mount her.
History: Gladiola was adopted by Mary's mother on her 18th birthday.
Other: Choice

Yay, someone's crushing on Dragonfly! *Squee!*

name: Millie
age: 6 moons
gender: Female
rank: Pup, hunter
looks:
other: Can she crush on America?

Username: KittyMeow
Name: Chestnut
Rank: (Deputy, Medicine wolf Trainee, Runner, Hunter, Trainee, Pup-Mother, Pup, Elder) Trainee
Appearance: (Pictures allowed, Id rather you use the site's pictures.)
Age: 7 moons
Personality: Chestnut is quiet and kind of shy, thus he makes a wonderful Runner. He is usually silent around other wolves, but is open to friends.
History: (Optional) None
I've read the rules: Yep.
Other: His eyes are hazel if you can't tell.

Butterfly was trotting around, whispering to a group of butterflies that were passing by. One landed on her nose and she watched it carefully. It soon lifted off her snout and joined the group again. Butterfly
watched them leave. She sighed. "It's a shame they can't hear what you're saying."