Posts by bird flight

I don't know that much about the skins and stuff but..
I would post in this board: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?board=699.0

It should help!

Birchpaw felt the wind brush softly against his fur, as he padded along. He was enjoying the quiet day, the blue sky and the sun warming his fur. His head was bowed low as though he ashamed, and his tail under his legs. He felt a prickle of guilt nibbling into his every time he took a step.
There was no denying it. The sunny day wasn't the actual reason he'd gone out of camp, - he was escaping training. He did feel ashamed of not wanting to learn how to hunt or fight; he couldn’t put in the effort.

Birchpaw tilted his head to the side when he noticed the small group of cats. What were they doing? He felt curious, so he made his way slowly and cautiously over to them. His ears were flattened and he walked as though stalking prey. Weird it may seem, but he was simply approaching them carefully. – He always felt weary around strangers.

*pops in*

Maybe we could rp Stu, with Phantom my loner?

I haven't actually role-played Phantom yet. :P Stu and Phantom kind of have the same problems personallity..

You approved Phantom's Bio but if you don't remember here it is: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=394732.0

Birchpaw watched fearfully, the fur on his spine bristiling. He took a few small steps back. The urge to run was getting stronger every second. He narrowed his eyes, doing his best to hide the fear that was growing in him.

He couldn't fight without seriously injuring himself, so he had enough sense to hang back. He was loyal to WindClan, but he wasn't going to get involved in a fight either. Birchpaw was usually talkative, but in a case like this he remained silent.

The apprentice forced the fur on his back to flatten, but his heart continued to race quickly. He was in no position to tell a warrior what to do, he was just an apprentice.

Okay,

I'll go and make the thread!

Wait.. Do you want it to be private, or open for anyone to RP in?

Welcome to this site!

I hope you have an excellent time here :)

Birchpaw raced along, his paws thudding against the ground as he ran. He still hadn't spoken a word. That same prickling feeling of guilt shivered through his body. He was coward. He hadn't had enough nerve to lunch a pounce at Tigerpelt, or even tell him that WindClan was strong.

He felt the wind in his face as he picked up his pace and ran even more faster. The wind whipped his face and the tom had to narrow his eyes into slits. But he didn't mind; he was a cat of WindClan. But a coward too, echoed a small voice in Birchpaw's mind. He shook his body in an attempt to clear his head of all of those thoughts.

Birchpaw slowed to a walk and watched Tigerpelt, his eyes widening slightly as he heard the cat's words. He shivered once again. Despite himself, he was scared of this warrior.

"I agree with Leafpaw," Shadepaw added.

"Where to?" Farash jeered, graping her chance. "To camp to have some fresh-kill?" She tilted head to the side, and her eyes flashed as she said these words. "Toms are just so selfless, they never think of themselves! Do they? Her last words ended in a growl.

Poor Golden reading all of those applications!

I've just finished my app..Now you can read mine

The apprentice's ruffled up his fur in an attempt to make himself look bigger. He tilted his head, watching Tigerpelt. He felt a lot braver when Voleclaw had the warrior pinned down.

"Why do you want to harm WindClan?" His voice was stronger and firmer then he expected. Birchpaw gazed down at Tigerpelt, feeling slightly curious but guarded.

"Ha!" Farash exclaimed, her fur fluffed up. "All for she-cats being lazy,- you have one as a mate!" She sniggered.

She was being stupid, and she knew it. But still, she hated it when cats lied to her, and as far as she could see, Stormfeather was lying to her. Well not exactly - he said she-cats were lazy, but he had one as a mate. Farash saw that as lying.

It was around midday, and the sun shone brightly down even though it was a sunny day, it was still very nippy. The light that trickled down dappled Phantom's coat as he limped onwards in the silent forest. The sound of trees whispering to each other was the only the source of sound, and sometimes a bird would caw in the distance, it always sounded very lonely and echoed through the forest.

The loner bowed his head low as he walked, and his tail drooped. Phantom knew he should be stopping by now, and go and rest for a while. But he kept going. Even though his body ached and every step he took seemed to hurt, it seemed like it would take more energy to turn around and stop, then to keep going.

Phantom hadn't seen any cats today, he considered himself very lucky and fortunate. He hated cats staring at him, as though they had never seen a cat with a twisted paw and a blind eye. But - as he constantly reminded himself- they probably haven’t.

He couldn’t see on one side because of his blind eye, and that always made him feel uncomfortable and nervous. Phantom would always jump at the slightest sound, and look up in alarm.

I finally got around to making the thread!
Here you go: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=414871.0

As soon as Phantom heard the voice he jumped. His fur bristled as he spun around. He looked quiet mad as he turned to face the other cat, his face carrying the expression as though he had just seen a ghost. He turned his head around so his good eye could see the loner. But then gradually his expression changed into a more, puzzled but thoughtful area.

Phantom had never seen a cat that was like him. He didn't exactly mean to be rude, but he stood there silently his whole body frozen, gawping at the tom. He looked at the cat’s empty socket, feeling rather confused. He had never thought that there might be another cat that had one eye that was blind – the thought had never occurred to him.

. "Who are you?" Phantom finally managed to choke. He didn’t look hostile anymore, he was too numb by shock to walk away or say something rude. He didn’t even want to do that either.

Phantom noticed that the cat named Stu-Pot looked uncomfortable at him staring at his empty eye socket, he quickly looked away.

He tilted his head to the side, noticing the cat's strong accent. "My name is Phantom." He said quietly lowering his voice. Just like everything else about him, Phantom was embarrassed of his name.

The tom felt curious about Stu - he wanted to ask how come he had an empty socket. But he knew that was rude and it would make Stu probably feel embarrassed. If Stu asked him that question Phantom knew he wouldn't answer.

Wait, is BlazingClan going to become official?
I had no idea!

Name: bird flight
Cats name: Lionsong
Age: 22 moons
Gender: Tom
Description: A sturdy, broad shouldered tom. He has pale grey fur with darker striper running, his eyes are a cold grey.
Personality: He is fairly funny and loyal to his clan. He is very brave and always stands up for what he thinks is right.
Rank wanted: Fighter

Arrow paused before following the she-cat. She wanted to talk but they were hunting, if she spoke the prey might be scared away, but then if she didn't talk... The prey-hunter frowned, caught between two very difficult options.

Shrugging to herself, Arrow follwed the cat anyway, her tail high in the air. She longed to ask what she was hunting, but she managed to keep her mouth shut. The cat wont be able to say what she was hunting anyway.

Feeling slightly sorry for herself, Arrow caught up to the cat. She hadn't bothered to scent the air, or get into a stalking position.

Phantom shrugged. He hated answering questions, and would avoid it whenever possible. But he also didn't know exactly what he was doing here. He struggled to find words, as he stood there swaying on his paws slightly. "I just wanted a change.." It was the true, but he trailed off anyway.

He felt embarrassed so he started down at his paws. He noticed he was swaying on his paws, hastily, he stood still.

Oh my.... Thank-you so much!

And congrats to all those other people who got the kits!