Posts by FeenixWolf

Traits: I am a a thick furred she-cat with exotic-looking eyes and a kink in my tail. I can be really rude and put my foot in my mouth a lot, but I am never afraid to say what I feel when I have to.

History: My father was killed by a coyote.

Feenix pricked her ears at the sound of something to do, hurriedly, she bounded over from her shaded place between a clump of ferns, her tail dancing in the breeze.
"I'll come too!" she called after the patroll

Wildfire's pelt whisked with the wind as she streamed across the territory into camp, the lush golden grass felt good on her paws. The sun was setting just above the trees of Thunderclan territory casting a glaze of golden light over the what seemed endless fields of her territory. She stopped at the entrance of the camp to catch her breath before thrusting her way impatiently inside.
"Does anyone want to come down to the river with Thunderclan for a race?, I was just searching for prey there when I found this old oak with some great spots for climbing and games" She called "If we Hurry, we can stay there until its darker for some night-Moor hunting!"

Out from behind the grass whisked a tall, sturdy she-cat. Her long, bushy tail seemed alight into the breeze. She eyed the tom carefully and lifted her head powerfully as if she was going to speak though no words were uttered, only the harsh wind could be heard on these quiet fields.

So if I want to joinjoin, all I need to do is either make a thread about my RC OC or just jump into an already made thread and pretend that my cat (s) already existed?

If that is so, does that mean that I'm allowed to attend thing such as meetings or clan events?

:P Thanks

I hope you accept my charrie

Name: Dwellingpaw
Age: 6 1/2 moons
Gender: female
Appearance:

Personality: she is a quick thinker, she is very agile and quick and loves to run through the marshes and leap into puddles and over reeds. She has a huge amount of energy and is only happy when she is by herself (running alone in the forest) that's when she is her happy self. She never lets anyone see her smile and can snap at anyone who dares to challenge her
Crush: NA

"answer him" The nameless she-cat demanded clearly. She flicked her tail to Turtlepaw, her amber gaze burning the cats around her. She twisted her head to peer at Ben, she blinked slowly and dipped her head cautiously, and with a twitch of her whiskers flicked her head back to lock eyes with Dawnguard

:) Thanks December! I'm glad to have such helpful cats around me!
I look forward to seeing you too

DwellingPaw

Gender:
Female
Age:
6 1/2 moons
Personality:
Quick Thinker, very agile and quick. She loves to run and leap into puddles and over very tall reeds. She is full of energy and is only truly happy when she feels she is free and away from her clanmates or is dreaming about her parents or Straclan . She never lets anyone in on her true personality or see her smile. She is quick tempered, very fiesta, quick tempered when teased about her parents deaths and eager to battle. She is a softie at heart or when she can be all by herself.She is very sec restive and has no friends (at the moment)
Appearance:

Crush:
(in need of a caring and thoughtful tom)
Parents:
Both killed by a fox at the edge of the shadow clan territory

EXTRA: Her clanmates gossip about weather her parents killed each other or if they tried to run away. The apprentices tease her saying that her parents were just weak or were truly kittypets and that she is weak.

Dwellingpaw Stormed through the entrance to the camp and barged past Blazepaw without a care in the world. The crisp breeze and dry pine needles on the camp floor that stuck to her frozen pads put her usual gloomy mood to the limit. The 2 apprentices stopped and stared wide eyed as she hissed at them, her Amber eyes Narrowed to slits.

Traits: I am a a ghostly-looking Tom with mysterious eyes and a very long tail. I am quick tempered about my past and unknown family part from my father whom was murdered. I daydream a lot and the elders call me ghostpaw as a nickname. Some cats say that I look like a ghost when I run after prey as I am very fast on my paws.

History: My father was murdered by a cat from WindClan, I had no other literates and my mother disappeared after my fathers murder

Traits: I am a a ghostly-looking Tom with mysterious eyes and a very long tail. I am quick tempered about my past and unknown family part from my father whom was murdered. I daydream a lot and the elders call me ghostpaw as a nickname. Some cats say that I look like a ghost when I run after prey as I am very fast on my paws.

History: My father was murdered by a cat from WindClan, I had no other literates and my mother disappeared after my fathers murder

Traits: I am a a ghostly-looking Tom with mysterious eyes and a very long tail. I am quick tempered about my past and unknown family part from my father whom was murdered. I daydream a lot and the elders call me ghostpaw as a nickname. Some cats say that I look like a ghost when I run after prey as I am very fast on my paws. I am very quiet and quite shy, I am also awkward around other cats as I never grew up with any.

History: My father was murdered by a cat from WindClan, I had no other literates and my mother disappeared after my fathers murder

The tall she-cat felt the large Tom tensing as his fur began to bristle. She turned in a tight circle and settled sitting down, neatly wrapping her tail around her paws and lowering her gaze to the ground. "you request our help, this I can see, but if we re willing to risk our lives for you and your clan What is in return for us?" Her voice was strong and demanding, raising her gaze to stare distantly at the rolling hills behind the brown tabby's broad shoulders. "What do you think Turtlepaw?" she mowed remotely, her gaze fixed on the hills "these cats sound like they need our help . . ." her voice trailed off as she imagined the battle that lay ahead

Lets make a new thread where we go out on an adventure by the windclan boarder!! You start it and just pm me when its up

"Well see you on the battle field" The Tall she-cat spoke at last, she was pleased at Ben's reasoning and an eerie smile smeared onto her face. She dipped her head lightly at Ben and looked on t Dawnguards heavy stride. She could tell by the tom's tone that he was not pleased

. It was getting late now, the scarlet red rays of the sun drizzling like blood over the once golden grass. "Its getting late" she murmured puffing out her pelt from the cold.

Huzzah~

Dwellingpaw awoke from her light doze, stretching her jaws wide in a yawn. The tang of fresh squirrel wafted into her mouth as she spotted Snowfall with the plump creature in her mouth. She grunted as she heaved herself up from her shaded place behind a clump of bracken. Padding heavily past Snowfall scowling as she passed and tearing a blackbird from the pile. As she settled down to eat, she peered around the oddly empty camp.

She snapped back at the apprentices with a cock of her head. Scowling she added [color=white]"If any-cat around her should be the best fighter it my as well be me!"[color]

Paintedpaw seemed to appear from nowhere when he padded silently up to Flamepaw. His grey, ghostly eyes seemed to be in a different world as usual as he stared down at the sweaty tom. "Training hard I see" he whispered as he bent down to sniff the tom carefully. "[b]"you ran around the whole territory I see, that must be hard training"[/b] The ghostly grey Tom stepped back from flamepaw and stared at the cats around him, Flamepaw was bigger and older than him.

"DONT GROWL AT ME!" she snapped, stepping forward to challenge the Tom, sliding out her claws from her tensed paws. Anger surged through her as she narrowed her eyes to slits.

The other apprentice stood frozen, but gained enough courage to stand beside his friend and muster up some kind of courage.