Sign up page! Me:
Name: Foxheart
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Mate: No
Kits: No
Looks: A ginger she-cat with glowing green eyes.
(The territory thread is here, and the camp thread is on Foxpaw1's profile (Mine!)
Sign up page! Me:
Name: Foxheart
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Mate: No
Kits: No
Looks: A ginger she-cat with glowing green eyes.
(The territory thread is here, and the camp thread is on Foxpaw1's profile (Mine!)
Timber did her best to copy. Avoiding anything that can alert her target, she circled it in the other direction. She saw the fawn yank its head up and look around, but Timber's fur camouflaged into the grass and remained hidden.
"Jayclaw! I'm Scourge's great-great-great-great granddaughter! We're kin!" Foxheart yowled, leaping happily next to Jayclaw. "Scourge just told me, in my dream!"
Timber took the message. Creeping closer, she leaped. Sinking her teeth into the fawn's leg, she held it still while she waited for Inara to deliver a killing bite. Deadly blows kicked her in the head, but she wouldn't let go. She tasted warm blood flow into her mouth, and she gave a sighof relief as it grew weak, and she had done her first hunt successfully.
OOC: Okay
IC: Foxheart was more happier than ever, however Willowshine didn't feel good about it.
"Who cares? He's just a stupid tom," she growled.
"Shut up, Willowshine! You can't prevent kin, you know," Foxheart spat, sticking up for Jayclaw with real anger against her sister.
Foxkit smiled. "What do you want to do? Live in a boss-free place or stay with cats that just boss us around. After all, we will find out how to hunt by ourselves, and fight," she meowed to Dragonkit. Excitement gleamed in her eyes at the though of leaving the Clans with the other kits and finding a new home somewhere in the unknown.
"Thanks," Timber replied, her eyes following a nice tasty piece of prey. Without even waiting for the others to begin eating, she tore off a great piece of flesh, her muzzle covered in blood.
Timber gave a small laugh, and then was too hungry to speak. Digging her muzzle into the fawn, she ripped one of the nicest pieces of meat from it, and chewed them up for five minutes before swallowing.
"It mean nothing to me!" Willowshine retorted. The reason for a bad mood was that she was forest-born, but her kin was one of the most blood-thirsty cat in the forest!
Foxheart angrily hissed at Willowshine. "Cheer up!"
Finishing her meal, Timber licked her lips and padded to a tiny stream to wash the rest of the blood off. When she was done, Timber stretched her legs and was ready to carry on with the journey.
"If we don't know how to hunt or fight, we will teach ourselves our own ways. That's what loners do," Foxkit growled, her green eyes burning into Dragonkit's.
OOC: gtg bye :(
"My mother is dead. I'm nursed by a different cat," Foxkit mewed. "If you aren't coming, you don't have to."
OOC: gtg bye :(
Foxheart entered the Gathering and approached Nightmoon. "Hi! What's wrong?" she asked, sitting down beside her friend.
OOC: Accepted!
IC: Timber happily jumped around. "Are we going now? We've been here for a whole night!" she barked, her paws itching to get on with the journey.
"I don't care, I'm leaving! Who's coming with me?" Foxkit meowed, her green gaze dragging from cat to cat. Leaving the Nursery, she stopped at the exit. "It's your last chance, Dragonkit. Are you coming or not?"
"How come he gets a carry?" Timber wailed. "My paws will hurt if I walk for too long!"
OOC: Accepted! I forgot to add, what rank are you? I'm a warrior, I have Stormfrost as a warrior (Black tom) Lighteningstar as leader (Golden she-cat) and Willowshine (Warrior. Tawny she-cat) and also Icekit (White kit. Who will mentor her?) And by the way, the camp threads are in my profile (Or in chaos) and this is the territory thread. [size=18]Please read all of this![/size]
"I hope you're okay," Foxheart meowed, gazing into her brother's mate's eyes. "Willowshine is in a better mood today, so be sure to talk to her," she added, a tone of amusement in her voice.
Willowshine joined her sister. "Hi, Nightmoon," she meowed, dipping her head in greeting.
"Thanks" she woofed, feeling a tiny bit uncomfortable being dragged by the scruff.
OOC: Do you ever RP Seth?