Posts by Akianare

Character Name:Akianare

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

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

Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!):Black fur, brown ALMOST black eyes, extremly long claws (very sharp). She wears a blood-stained black collar studded with metal bumps (yes studded collar).8)

Personality:Evilish, but with a kind side if you try enough to get to it. Not afraid to use her claws if needed. O.O 8)

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!):Taken from a kitty pet home when she was young. She ran away from her captors and hasn't trusted others since. She then joined a band of unuly street cats and ruled under an iron claw for many moons. (2 winters actually). In the end she was chased out by a group of revolters who didn't like her rule. She ended up in a forest that never got cold and was surronded with tall grasses and has lived there ever since.

Notes/Other:AWESOME!!! Be in AWE!!!

I munna join riverstar's rpg! nom nom nom nom babies is an epic song

ooc: I'm joining, Riverstar said I could.
Name: Mello
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Red eyes. Tooth collar. Black fur. Enlongated claws(naturally long). Bright red tail tip.
Personality: Rude, arrogant, random, and with many hidden talents. Forgetful.
History: Loner adapted into clan. Good hunter and tracker.

ic: Mello walked around the barrier of the clan-scent he smelled earlier. He was curious about these cats, new as he was to the area. When he finally gathered enough intelligence to ensure that there was no one on watch or out for early hunting, he strolled in like he was the leader of this camp.

Mello spun around and squinted to compensate for his blind right-eye. A silver cat had just appeared from a cave in a large stone Mello had seen before. 'Oh no, this is bad. No wait you're Mello, you can beat anything, you have no reason to be scared. Now brace yourself.' Mello thought to himself. But he knew he was in some deep trouble.

"I-i don't know," he said in a worried tone, feigning fear, genuinley curious," What is this place." He walked forward with his tail between his legs to emphasize his fake fear, and stopped a few fox-lenghths away from the silver cat.

"A-alright, but don't hurt me please! Not like those nasty two-legs! I still have open wounds!," he nuzzled into the silver cats fur taking in her scent and building up his fake fear sheild, trying to figure out what this she-cat was doing. He didn't want to trust her but he worried that he might have to.

"RaaaaaKKKC!" Mello screamed, and charged the cat.
((:D for epic fight scenes.))

Mello skidded to a stop, as if sensing the other cat's discomfort. He hurried back to Cloudstar and hid behind her. "S-She startled me, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt her!" he whimpered worriedly, hoping they wouldn't see past his facade of fear.

"I thank you for letting me speak to you alone... I was scared you were going to bring her in here." he whispered slowly. 'I think I can trust her, but I still need to be 100% sure' he thought to himself.
This was gonna be a bumpy ride.

"Starclan?" he asked, genuinly suprised, he had never heard of Starclan,"Whats that?" He walked up to lie down by her side.

((Listening to epic rap battles oh history: easter bunny vs. genghis khan))

Mello nodded in understnading. "My mother used to tell me about sparkling cats in the sky who gave her odd dreams that seemed to always prophesize the truth, they carried stars on their backs and avenged those who died over the Wars of Many Arrogances ((they were fighting over prey loss...again)) their claws tipped with the Stars of The Poles. They were always my favorite of her stories." she informed Cloudstar. 'How could she know about these stories, is she trying to tell me they're real?'

"M-Me," he cried. 'I actually wouldn't mind that, but i hope they still see me as the timid, frightened loner who wandered into their camp.' he thought to himself.

"M-my mother always called me a builder of CLANS... I never understood what she meant... her name was Riverheart and she said she was from some place called Cloudclan. When she died, I went in search of her heritage so that I might know my own origins."
What Mello said was completely true. He had mever trusted another cat with his secret, and didn't like how this was turning out. He nuzzled deeper into the other's fur to hide his already forming scowl.

'Why do I trust this cat so much? Is it because she reminds me of my dead sister? Or the mate I never had?

Hearing the joy in the other cat's voice, he couldn't help but reply truthfully.

"Yes I've been looking for Clouclan for many moons, I've travelled so far. I'm gald I'm here now. After all my searching." he glowed with happiness that wasn't even fake.((awwwww))

He twisted around to look at the other's face. "I'd be happy to," he replyed, getting up from his spot beside her.

He started to stretch and yowled when he reopened a cut in his leg.

"Who's Owlfeather?" he asked through the immense pain.

"Whats that?" he asked as the she-cat examined his two-legs snap-stick wound.((whip smart ones))

"N-no don't bring another cat in here! I... don't ... need help!" he gritted through his clenched teeth. But the wound was very deep... and he was losing conciousness quickly.

"Don't... need... help" he whispered as his eyes closed and he lost all feeling of pain, all feeling at all.

((Rainheart: I'm so sorry that I copied your signature it was just so funny I had to!!! I'll delete it if you me to!!!(even though I would be immensely saddened by that request.) I mean it . I really will.))

All around him cats ran in different directions. His mother was running towards a brown tom with green eyes that had blue flecks scattered around them in his fur. A silver she-cat ran with her, bodies comepletly in sync. 'Isn't that Cloudstar? Why is she in the Wars of Many Arrogances?' Mello thought. 'If she was with my mother she would have known the name Rainheart when I mentioned earlier, wouldn't she? Did she lie to me?' he asked himself.

His attention was turned back to the she-cats as they let the tom escape. They were fighting in such a way that they couldn't have used the same fighting style any other time. They were as sponteneaus as kits. One would dodge while the other tackled. They were marvels in and of themselves. They took down a black-furred tom, and a ginger tabby easily.

They were the best fighters on this feild. They fought as though they had trained for seasons together and indeed they had.

As Mello stuggled out of his unwelcome sleep, he realized his mother had mentioned a Cloudstar before. She had been her best friend, she said, meaning more to her than the earth beneath her claws. She had been like a sister to my mother. My mother had thought she had died, so she ran away from the clans to repress the memory. She hadn't missed her life in the clan, just the thought of her friend dying. She hadn't really belived in Starclan but still prayed to them sometimes, as a sign of devotion to her friend.
'So she wasn't dead,... and I've finally found her.'