Posts by Weedpelt

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    Branchpaw padded up to the tree and put her rabbit in the hole as well. She smelt a hint of vole in the air. She raced towards where the scent was coming from. She saw one try to bound into a small hole. She crouched down, and pounced on the vole. It tried to get away, but Branchpaw was too fast for it. She lept on it, and ripped it's throat out. She padded back to her mentor, proud of her large, juicy vole, soon to be added to the fresh kill pile.

    Weedpaw padded into the warrior den, sadly. She had just lost her mentor, Eaglesong, who had to go live with the anti- clan Elite. Now, she was in the warrior den, trying to find a new one. She watched all the eyes of warriors come on her. "I am looking for a mentor," she mewed. "Eaglesong had to go live with the Elite rogues. She stood there, waiting, as a tear came down her eye.

    "Well, there is not much to tell," she mewed. "I am about seven moons old. Eaglesong, my other mentor, was forced to go live with the Elite[b]." She looked at Mockingflight nervously. [b]"That is basically all I can tell you about me."

    "I think that we should get permission from the leader first, just to make sure it is okay with him," Weedpaw mewed nervously, as she heard the sound of claws on hard ground.

    Character Name: Shadow


    Gender: Tom


    Alliance: (What Clan/ Tribe? Or a loner or kittypet?): Elite


    Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Member


    Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): Jet black tomm with noticible blue eyes. He is a very large tom with huge paws.


    http://www.google.com/imgres?i…v%3D2%26tbm%3Disch&itbs=1


    Personality: Stubborn, tempered cat that rarely does what he is told. But, he can have a soft side.


    History(Not needed; --CAUTION! To have joined Thunder, Shadow, River or Windclan from outside the clan they need to have done so at under 6 moons old! Note this on the bio if you choose to put in a history and go this route with it!):


    Notes/Other:

    Silverstar padded back out of her den. She went up to the fresh kill pile. It had only three or four mice in it. "Who want's to go hunting with me?" she asked.

    Bluecloud awoke from her sleep. "Why doesn't anyone love me? I wish I had a mate that loved me," shemewed as a tear came down her eye. "I hope someone is willing to be my mate," she sniffled.

    "Okay Dawnpaw, let's go hunting," she mewed. She set off into the forest, looking for fresh kill. She spotted brown fur hidden behind a tree. She tasted the air, it was rabbit. She stalked it, and pounced on it as soon as it noticed her. It tried to get away, but she was too fast for it. She took it's life away with one swift blow of her paw. She took it back to Silkpaw, and burried it under a tree to keep it safe until she could come back to take it back to her Clan.