Posts by Crackers

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Hello!

This is my Traditional Shadowclanner, Wolfpaw. He is about 8 months old, and is a 'two layer' kind of guy. With his own people Wolfpaw is known for being social, fair, protective, and a hard worker. With outsiders -like newcomers to the clan who have yet to prove their loyalty, or members of other clans altogether- it's not so easy to see the more redeemable qualities. He can come off as blunt, cynical, stand-offish and untrustworthy. He has no problem using aggression to settle issues that result from outsiders, and can be known for being stubborn and somewhat prejudice. In general Wolf is an intelligent, ambitious, cunning, and adaptable. He works hard and has high expectations from life, and has an aloof side to him that can leave more empathetic or sympathetic people caught off guard sometimes. He sticks to the warrior code loyalty, but is known to test or bend it at times if it's benefitial.

I believe @CICATRIXFACE was going to mentor him, but he's open to just about everything else save for death or serious maiming/injury.

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It was another terrible day- weather wise, at least. The sun was lost behind an endless sky of thick gray clouds, and while the oncoming storm had yet to break the soft rumblings of thunder in the distance were audible every now and then. They had maybe an hour before the rain came, and that was only if the wind didn't pick up. Twitchstorm wasn't looking forward to it. Either he'd have to hide out in the warriors den all day to avoid it, or he'd end up soaked to the bone with too-long fur that was already a pain to groom. Even now one wouldn't have guessed the tom had just finished grooming himself about an hour earlier, as his fur had a way of always ruffling up and sticking out in odd clumps, like he had perpetual bedhead. Oh well. With a soft sigh that seemed to reflect his bored and bleak mood the blonde tabby would make his way over to the fresh kill pile, plucking a small vole from the top of the pile before sitting down to begin munching on his lunch.

OOC; This is his intro. He was born into Thunderclan so feel free to assume you know him if you like :)

growled the apprentice, claws flexing to knead the soft earth underfoot in anger before he turned to race back toward camp. The others had to know what was going on, they had to be ready for whatever might come.
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OOC; Hey guys, so this takes place RIGHT after discovering the blood and fur on the border belonging to Snakestar- Cicatrix has sent Wolfpaw back to alert the clan, so feel free to jump in!

the apprentice would say, finally regaining himself enough to form proper sentences. His fur was still bristled along the spine though, tail waving and lashing violently behind him as his anger and shock continued to burn inside him.
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Wolfpaw didn't like this. The large dappled tom made his way over to take a seat beside Irispaw, sharp yellow eyes trained on the tom who sat atop the highrock. Twoface. He had left the clan, and now he was returning out of nowhere the claim his leadership? He wished that Smokepaw would arrive. Maybe there was some sign Starclan could send them to confirm who should carry on as Leader in Snakestars place, but none of them, as warriors, would be able to interpret such a sign properly. His uncertainty seemed to manifest in the form of his claws biting the earth underfoot and the silent clenching on his jaw. This wasn't right. No clan was meant to have two Leaders. And yet, it seemed impossible to avoid. Everyone was slowing giving into the idea, and in the end two Leaders had to be better the no Leader, right?

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[b]OOC; Thanks for the welcome everyone! Feel free to have seen him around camp or to arrange plots with me, as I'd like him to have been a Thunderclanner from birth :)

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Hey! Could Adder and Twitch have this sort of frienemy/romance thing? I am a big fan of drawn out, fluffy/angsty relationships, so I was hoping you might be up for some sort of plotting between the two of them? I can see them being the kinds of 'friends' that butt heads a lot when they first meet just because they both have that stubborn/defiant streak, but after hanging out with each other a few times on patrols and in open/private threads that sort of heated nature between them could sort of lead to them getting really close. A physical attraction could start to spark between the pair, and we can have them in this semi-dysfunctional friendship where they argue/rouhouse/tease each other constantly as if they aren't getting to be close friends, despite the fact that they come to a point where they are really casual and touchy and possessive of each other?

I think we can do a lot of plotting with them if your up for it. Twitch can be mouthy and violent, but it's only because he's sensitive and high strung. He needs someone tough and stubborn like Adder to plot with :)
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Theirs were not the only eyes to spy the crossing of the red tom. Wolfpaw, too, saw the entire ordeal. He wasn't the cruel sort despite his rougher nature, and so when the stranger had almost met his end, the dappled toms fur had rose to stand on end in anticipation. This was the place their Leader, Snakestar had gone missing, and it was very possible that one of the monsters was the cause of it. Wolfpaw had never seen someone be hit by one, but he had seen death before, had been a part of it, and he had no interest in watching someones eyes go blank again.

So, as the cat -who looked like he was apprenticed age- safely made it to the other side, there was a moment of relief that tempararily soothed the Shadowclanners nerves. What a stupid kid, to just run out there like that. He had a hard time believing it wasn't just some lost kittypet who'd wandered away from it's house, but who they were wasn't really important to him. What had the young toms attention now was the fact that this stranger had crossed into Shadowclan territory, racing into the safety of the pine trees.

The fact that he had witnissed the entire thing was the only thing keeping the energetic and protective apprentice from immediately running them down for a confrontation, though he still held his suspicions. The fact that the other was coming this way at all was a cause for concern. Probably another loner, but it was no secret that Wolfpaw was hesitant with most. People with no experience showing up on the edge of their home, only the smallest portion working out while the others just stopped in to freeload before leaving. It was enough to make even the most patient warrior flex their claws, and Wolfpaws patience had a tendency to run short when it came to other cats.

Swift pawsteps would take him in the others direction. He could smell the fear in their scent trail as he followed after it, and as he finally came to the pine the stranger had taken shalter beneath, he found he was not alone. Iris and Two were already there asking their questions. Wolfpaw had nothing to add. Not yet. As he came to a stop beside Irispaw he'd let his piercing, wolfish gaze would land on the stranger, lips set in an unreadable line.

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he'd say softly as he aimed to grab her by her scruff so he could carry her back to camp.

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Wolfpaw would call as he made his way over. The large dappled apprentice was still frustrated over the loss of Snakestar and the current situation forced upon their clan, but there was little choice they all had in the matter. Nobody else was really capable of leading the clan anyways, so two leaders was better than none.
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he said, swerving around a log and continuing up the path toward the entrance to the camp.
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Twitch would call as he heard Stonefaces call. He was itching to get out of camp anyways, and since he'd only been made a warrior two short moons ago he still had a lot to prove to his clanmates. Being born into the clan didn't automatically make you great, and the lean, muscular little tom refused to be overlooked, thus he had to pull his weight. With swift steps the long furred tabby would make his way over to join the small group, offering a small but silent nod of greeting to those already there.
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