Posts by Treepaw15

Hello, i'm named Treepaw. May I be yor friend as well?

Hey!

YEESSSSS

Hello bunny! :) you can call me Kitties. Wanna be friends?

Umbreon nodded an swallowed the berry, instantly fealing the effects cure her. "Thank you," she said to Darren. "I'm not used to being out here." She smiled. "That was a close one! Some pokemon out here can be realy mean."

Aha! I'm guessing your a Cas fan then! :)

Glad I joined here, so many nice and friendly peeps!

yep.

Treepaw smiled sadly and placed her paw around Harmonykit. "Yea, We're friends. And don't worry, your mother will be in Silverpelt now."

Treepaw smiled, happy that she was able to cheer Harmonykit up. "Of course! She will always be watching over you, just like my father is watching over me."

I love your avitar! :)

"Anyways," Umbreon asked Darren. "Why did you come here?"

Treepaw wandered nimbly around the outside of the apprentice den. She was waiting for her older sister, Darkpaw, to show her around the place, since she was a new apprentice. Treepaw sighed, Darkpaw was always late. She would just have to show herself in.

Treepaw wandered nimbly around the camp, her padded paws barely touching the ground as she went about, seeking adventure and a friend. She was a unusual cat, having a long, chocolate covered pelt, and a long, furry tail, tipped in black. She scanned the area, searching for someone who seemed to be a perfect canidate for a friend.

Treepaw sighed heavily as she wandered through the deep forest. It as been a week since she was kickef out of Windclan, for something she diden't do. She sniffled, refusing to let any sadness show. But the pain was too great. She was kicked out, because her own sister, Darkpaw, told a horrible rumor about her. Her own sister! Darkpaw never liked Treepaw anyway. Treepaw shook the memory out if her head. She needed to think about survival, not the past.

Treepaw looked up at Darkstar happily. Yes! Finaly, a mentor! "H-hello, I am Treepaw." She spoke hesitantly, somewhat afraid. But also in joy. Now she would train to be a great warrior, like her father was.

Ooc: you can jump in if you like! But if you have a made up pokemon, you might want to make a form, or at least say what your pokemon is.

Treepaw sighed, wiping her eyes. Her crying would only scare the prey away. Maybe there was somewhere else to hunt. She suddenly heard rustiling in the bushes. Curious, Treepaw stepped slowly towards the sound.

Amaya the Umbreon wandered through her pokevillage. Only these days, it was more like a ghost town. Almost all of the pokemon had disapeared, and the ones who were still there never leave thier houses. Amaya needed answers. Why were pokemon disapearing? What was happining to them? There were the questions that Amaya so desperetly needed anwered. And soon.

Epic pokemon! She's cool!