Posts by Sylvanimus

Eelpaw looked at the ground and felt ashamed. He didn't want to be such a burden to the clan-born cats. They all knew each other, and they knew him, but Eelpaw still felt like a stranger.

Name: Calamarinose
Age: 59 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Elder
Appearance: Yellow tabby
Mate/Crush: nope
Kits: one, Flanbreeze

Name: Flanbreeze
Age: 20 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Brown tabby with bright golden undercoat
Mate/crush: none
kits: none

[img width=510 height=345]http://leitesculinaria.com/wp-…2013/02/flan-in-a-can.jpg[/img]

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Eelpaw looked at Willowheart and smiled for a small moment. "It's good. I finally got to leave the camp, you know, non-secretly, but I think I was a little overexcited. I pushed Moonfur too far when she was exhausted. I didn't know how tired she was- I feel real bad." Eelpaw looked back at his silvery white paws. "I hope tomorrow goes better."

PS: I don't have a clue what the mlp show is about, so you'll have to work with me. ;)

Eelpaw's ears pricked up and he turned around. "Yes, Moonfur?"

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" I don't know why. I wish I was more cheerful, but I can't help it."
Ic: sorry in a hurry, bye for a while.

Eelpaw thought about the fact the he wasn't clan-born, without a true mother to raise him. It was like an empty hole in his clan life, slowly filling up with sadness and remorse. He wanted it to stop. "I...I guess I'm just..." Eelpaw began to trail off, but gathered himself together. "It's because I'm not clan-born. I don't think anyone can truly like me. My own mother let me almost drown in the ocean. I'm just lucky enough to be here because of the warrior code. That code is just about the only thing that keeps me from wanted to leave, to explore, to be free! Maybe even find my real family, and the longer I stay here the more bad things come. I know I'm just a new apprentice and have time to get better, but I'm scared things will get worse than a cat who has passed out. That's bad enough and it's my first day of training." The apprentice stopped to catch his breath. "To sum it up, I want to know what direction in my life I should go. Should I stay or should I find my family? Is this to much to think about for a young apprentice like me? It feels like too much.

Night Frost had been a lone wolf his whole life, but things were about to change. He was starving, hadn't eaten in days, and not far in the distance was a jackpot of food. Two plump ponies doing whatever ponies do. They looked good enough for Night Frost, so he began his hunt. {don't worry he won't eat you. ;)} Silently, he stepped through the snow in soundless footsteps, slowly but surely making his way towards the two equines. His hunger rumbled in his stomach, but he forced himself to ignore the distraction. This hunt had to work, or there wouldn't be another hunt. Once in striking distance, he charged. Running at full speed (which had gotten slower due to starvation), Night Frost was sure he could catch the ponies if they didn't react soon. {please react so he doesn't hurt you}

Eelpaw loved to know that someone cared about him. He was thankful, but remained silent. Eelpaw thought of Willowpaw too. He wouldn't want to leave her either. Then he thought about the dream of his father, and Eelpaw was reminded of his true destiny: to become a warrior. The young cat sighed. "I know I need to be a warrior. What good would getting myself lost in the forest be to me?" Eelpaw lifted his head to look at Moonfur. "I want to stay here, with my clan." The clan that cared enough to take me in.

"Are you sure you're ok now?" Eelpaw asked in a worried tone. "I don't want you to feel pressured to do anything you don't feel up to doing. Besides, I don't know how to hunt yet."

Eelpaw smiled. "Ok then!" he beamed "Hunting always sounded fun!" This time he made sure not to run haywire into the forest.

ic: I'm not trying to be rude, but could you try to use better grammar/spelling? I can understand better if it's from your phone, but I would still like it if you tried a little harder. I really really don't want to sound mean, I'd just like it if you spelling things like "teh" correctly or capitalized words, etc. It just makes it feel more serious i guess. :/

{I don't know if you know this yet, but you aren't supposed to powerplay, so you can't hurt another character without their permission, but you can aim an attack at them. It's ok for now, but be sure not to in the future. :-*}

The wind was knocked out of him by the surprisingly strong pony, or else he had just gotten weak from hunger. After a few moments to gather himself together, he tried to dodge out of the way of another kick, but got another blow to the chest. What's wrong with me today? I need to do better! Night gathered himself together and lunged out with his toothy jaw wide open at the other pony {Willow}.

(Ok, I understand. Misspelled words are underlined too. That may help.)

Eelpaw opened his mouth to smell the summer air. A new scent wafted into his nose. It was a warm scent, much like a mouse, but something was different about it. "I think I smell a mouse, but the scent seems, um, hmmm...different." He paused to sniff again. "So, where do I start?"

{you do know that the wolf was lunging at you? What I'm saying is that Night wasn't being friendly, but he will be! :D}

Night Frost missed his second strike at the ponies. What is this? I'm going nuts! If I keep this up, I'm going to die of starvation! His legs wobbled with low blood sugar, and he made another failed attempt to snap his jaws on one of them, but the pair where already leaving towards an old cottage. After using up the last of his energy, he collapsed from severe exhaustion.

Eelpaw tried to copy Moonfur's actions and crouched low to the ground, so low that his belly was dragging on the forest floor. "Like this?" he asked, while his tail-end remained high in the air.

Much like this kitty:

Sorry, I love posting pics for description!

A few hours pass while the ponies are off doing their own thing, and Night finally woke up. He was still very hungry, but he found the strength to get up and walk. "Maybe hunting isn't going to work. I'll have to try a different approach." He walked off into the town, trying not to stir up any ponies. "Does anybody have some food? Anything? It doesn't even have to be meat! I need some food or I'll die!" he called as he walked slowly into town.

"Hehe, oh! Ok!" He lifted his belly and lowered his tail. "Now am I in the right crouch?"

The sight of the apple made his mouth water and eyes widen. It took him real strength to not let his savage "survival mode" beast out of him. He graciously walked to her and eyed the bright, juicy apple. "M-may I please have that apple?" He was trying not to drool.

"Um, what prey-" he began to say, but then he saw a rabbit dead ahead of him in the distance. Why didn't I see that earlier? He took a pawstep forward, but stepped on a twig. The rabbit froze. "What do I do now?!?" he whispered.

Eelpaw stood stone-still and didn't say a word. He stared with with his wide blue and green eyes at the rabbit. His muscles began to ache; he hadn't tensed his muscles for this long before.