Posts by ThrushHeart

Padding forward, Thrushheart, a sandy gray male with bright green eyes, was walking passed when he heard the femme. "Well, why don't you do something, then." replied the tom, his head the only part of his facing hers. There was a grin on his face and humor sparkling within his eyes.

ThrushHeart gave himself a moment of pause and arched his back into a luxurious stretch. Yawning and shaking his pelt for a quick burst of energy, he reestablished eye contact with the pretty she-cat and nodded. "Well, lets go." he said as he leapt over her and took a few steps toward camp entrance. Turning his head back toward her, he smiled and folded a single ear in one of the most adorable looks anyone has ever seen. "Prey's not just gonna fall into your paws." he said with a hint of a taunt in his voice. Green eyes sparkling in the light of the setting sun, energy seemed to surge within his body and paws.

It had been what felt like decades since the last time Thrustheart had spoken to anyone. It seemed his roleplayer had even gotten tired of the growing tom. Shaking his Sandy brown pelt, Thrush looked around. 'Surely, I'm going g the right way, Wind Clan has to be somewhere around here....' he thought. The moons had been kind to the tom, he was built for battle, and had obtained as much knowledge as he could in Blizzardclan but it was time to move on. No one needed him anymore there. Putting his nose to the ground and scenting the area, he was sure their territory was around here. Unknown to him, he had already delved well into their land. Originally, the former Blizzardclanner had hoped to wait by the border and respectfully asked to join. He hoped he would be accpeted.

Whoa, this was a little intimidating. Ultimately surrending, the Sandy colored tom, enter in a neutral state, he didn't want all these cats to think of this as anything more than an ask to join. Sitting down and directing his gaze to the cat that addressed him, he replied. "I am, er, rather was Thrustheart of Blizzardclan." he said formally. "I would like to ask if Wind Clan would have me as their own." he asked, looking around. Open to any questions or anything these cats may need to accept him.

[Mobile, sorry guys. ^^;]

Being accepted by one so quickly made Thrustheart relax. His shoulders were less tense and his head lowered with ease. 'Bro? Have I really been accepted so quickly? Just like that?' he wondered. When he was the deputy of formerly known ViridianClan, he had been at least a little more thorough in questioning. Nonetheless, he was more than delight with being accepted. "Thank you so much.I will do everything in my power to fight and honor the clan. I'm going to prove to you all that I can belong here." The tom was really willing to prove himself. He hoped he could be valuable here. Looking to Felix, the first to accept him, he smiled wide. It was friendly, it was polite, and completely warm. "Thank you, Felix." he said.

Ooc: I may have just fallen in love with you and your pug. I love Pewds. xD

Thrustheart was more than a little amazed to see that a farm animal had been in the clan. Not because Blizzardclan didn't accept their own rarities of creatures wishing to join, but because it wasn't often that the tom had met such large creatures. He's seen the bears, lions, dragons and other animals, but never spoken to many. Especially a horse. Smiling wide, curiosity spilling into his behavior, he stood and lifted his tail. "Hello, I'm Thrustheart!" he greeted both Jurassictimes and the new Comer [Americanpaw]. "And the pleasure is all mine!" he said politely. "Now,....if I may ask." he said looking back to the his 'welcome party'. "Can one of you perhaps show me around the territory? I don't want to start anything with any of the bordering clans because I didn't know the territory lines." he said a little embarrased. The only reason he's asking was because he was obviously not the best cat when it came to scents. He had preferred to view them visually. Folding his ears back he waited for someone to volunteer.

"Thanks, man." replied Thrustheart before standing and following the dog. He looked to everyone around and nodded his thanks. "Thank you all for your acceptance!!" he me owed before bringing his attention back to Felix and giving him the lead.

[Rushed. Just woke from a nap. ^^;]

Thrushheart of Windclan jumped into the fray. He hadn't been part of Windclan too long and already he'd been launched into battle. It seemed that both here and his previous clan got the same amount of war time his BlizzardClan scent hadn't even left his pelt. Who knew? Looking around, he searched for an opponent, completely aware of his surroundings. The screeches of beasts and the growls of creatures sounded from all around him, but he was determined to show he belonged in this new clan. Silently he searched.

Thrustheart couldn't believe the fought was already over. He hadn't ever broken into a sweat. He hadn't even found a single opponent. This was just shameful. Guess we won. he thought before sitting to groom his fluffed up fur.

Thrustheart had been moving from clan to clan lately. He seemed more like a rogue than a clanmate sometimes. He was born in in ViridianClan, then they merged with SnowClan to create the beauty that is Blizzardclan. As much as the tom admires his first clan, he could no longer support the cats of SnowClan. Leaving to find a new home, he entered Windclan. Windclan.... was an experience. He was fond a a few cats there, but... on the first day of joining, a battle soon rose! And though he was ready to take part and fight to prove others of his loyalty... he was not ready to fight alongside BloodClanners. Those ruthless anticlanners. He couldn't stand them. They captured and tortured every creature they can find. And for what? Games and points. There is no honor in stealing cats!! Thrustheart's thoughts upset him more and more and he totally missed the borders set by the agriculturalists. He had originally planned to wait for a patrol and politely asked, but that didn't seem to happen anymore. Padding on, who knows what kind of creatures he could find?

Ooc:Mayflower? Arizonapaw? Who were you in ViridianClan? I was FlightTicket, Silversong, Arrowpaw and Thrustheart, of course.

Ic: Shifting his gaze from the ground up, he noticed another creature. Pausing, he inhaled and realized his mistake. Soon enough others would gather around to witness. Thrustheart hoped they wouldn't chase him out, he would never make it with how the odds looked. Looking to that cat that had approached him, he stopped and dipped his head in respect. "My apologies for trespassing. That hadn't been my intention." he said honestly. "I am Thrustheart, formerly of WindClan, and I would like to ask if I may join." he said looking back up the feline. Addressin the tiny kit that had shown up as well, Thrustheart gave her a gentle smile. "Hello, little one." he said before returning his focus to the other she-cat. He still hadn't gotten her name yet.

/Sorry!! Midterms, guys!!

Cheering for his friend, he shouted all their names before sitting down. A disease? Is it deadly?' he wondered. 'Should we be quarantined?' he wondered again before standing and padding toward the campout. Maybe he could make new friends there!!

Being exceptionally late today, Thrustheart padded in closer. He stood towards the edge of the flames and shadows as to not be noticed while arrive at this time. [Track post]

Ooc: I remember you!!! I remember Mayflower had like 3 apprentices for the MCA position and then after the merge.... everyone just sorta died out. ^^; I still miss Crowtalon, Moonstream, Silver, etc.

Ic: Thrustheart couldn't knock the smile off of his face. He was almost positive that after his trespassing, he would've been rejected! He would've thought that it showed arrogance the grown cat. "Thank you so much, AmericanBeauty." he said. Very pretty name, by the way." he complimented. Looking around, he could seen plenty of open fields and kinds faces. He was sure he was going to enjoy it here.

"So what's all this going on here?" said Thrustheart with a satchel of corn. Vegetables were a new discovery to this older grown cat. He'd lived all his life on prey from the forests. Taking a stroll down the farms land, he had been harvesting some of the corps that had been left unnoticed and perfectly ripe. Or at least he hoped. Thrustheart had joined not so long ago and was knew to the concept of farming. Padding closer he saw his new clanmates, some who he's yet to meet, crowding a rabbit. "Why is everyone huddled around prey?" he questioned. "And why isn't it running away?" be double questioned. It was going to take a while before Thrush got used to the ways of being an Agriculturalist.

Looking around, the tom was oblivious to her obvious embarrassment. He was like an apprentice leaving the camp for the first time! "Does anyone think they could show me the territory?" he asked. "If it's not too much trouble that is..." he trailed off.

For a brief moment, Thrushheart stared blankly to AmericanBeauty. Blinking several times, he didn't know what to say..... until he realized she was joking. When Thrushheart had first joked the clan. She had been one of the nicest cats, he knew thus couldn't have been her real demeanor. Smiling and giving a few laughs he looked back to the rabbit. "I'll be sure to watch my paws!" he said happily.

Ooc: Oh my god,... I've been calling THRUSHheart, THRUSTheart for years because my phone auto corrected for some reason.....AND NO ONE EVER CORRECTED ME. I'm gonna die.

'Lodge? What lodge?' mentally questioned the Sandy colored tom. He tried to stick to the shadows, but when he heard the all to familiar voice of AmericanBeauty, a smile appeared on his maw. Leaving the dark and desolate shadows behind, Thrushheart padded towards the fire, it's brilliant orange glow lighting the small area nicely. "Hey, American. Where have you been?!" he as if he was insulted. "I came out here, to have a good time, and then my friends stay hidden from me? What kind of BS is that?" he said in a humorous tone.

/mobile

He's thrush, will make swift's tomorrow

IC: Thrushheart's ear flicked with annoyance. He looked towards the ginger she-cat "28 moons." he said with emphasis. The tone was that of an older brother answering a stupid question from his younger sister. 'Arrogant furball.' he thought. For someone who wasn't admitted in the clan yet, she was certainly pushing her luck as if she was. Thrush could already tell she was going to be a handful. 'She better get to learning the warrior code, if she wants to survive out here.' he thought. 'Thank Starclan she isn't an apprentice. I didn't need another hopeless mouth to feed.'

OC: I already love them xD All I can see is this.