Posts by Deadfeather

May I join? My name is Deadfeather.

Thanks! It means a lot to me. Are you in Darkclan? By the way, my name is Deadfeather.

Hello, everyone! My name is Deadfeather. I am among Darkclan.

I would like to ask, Who is the leader of Darkclan? I just joined, anyway.

Hello. My name is Deadfeather. I am a loner.........But I hope to join a clan soon!

Traits: I am a a scruffy-coated tom with lively eyes and a white locket of fur on my chest. I am not very good looking as cats go, but I am a very good tree climber.

History: My mother was murdered by a gang of five rogues.

Traits: I am a a scruffy-coated tom with lively eyes and a white locket of fur on my chest. I am not very good looking as cats go, but I am a very good tree climber.

History: My mother was murdered by a gang of five rogues.

"Mom? Where are you?" Pebblekit wailed. Pebblekit heard a yowl and
ran out of the queen's den. He saw his mother laying on the ground
limp and cold. "Mommy? Are you okay?" He asked the she-cat.

"Scarfur! Look! It's our dinner!" A voice said. "No, Hazelear. it's not enough. lets go search their fresh-kill pile." Scarfur said. They went off.

"No! Those are our mice! *growls*" Pebblekit said. He ran up to the
smallest cat and bit him, only to be thrown back against a tree.

"OWWWWW!" Pebblekit wailed. "Deadfeather!!!!!!! He hurt me!"
Deadfeather stalked out of his den and punced onto Scarfur's back and raked his claws into his neck. Scarfur fell to the ground and the four remaining rouges fled. "And stay OUT!!!" Deadfeather yowled.

The next morning, the clan buried Pebblekit's mother, and Pebblekit
was made into an apprentice.

Hey, Wanna start an rpg?

I'll go get it ready.

Deadfeather was stalking a mouse when a wolf jumped out and killed it.

"Hey! What was that for?!"

Traits: I am a a scraggly pelted tom with passion in my eyes and forward-folded ears. I tend to blow little things up into big things and get overly dramatic, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other cats.

History: I can't believe I'm 13 moons old and still an apprentice. Though I know I've gained skills, I just haven't been declared ready to be a warrior yet.

Traits: I am a a long pelted she-wolf with deep, thoughtful eyes and a torn right ear. I am afraid of confrontations and do anything to avoid a fight, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other wolves.

History: My pack leader has been very harsh on me and is being super critical of me. I'm starting to really feel bad about myself.

“Deadfeather has been attacked!!!!!” Pebblepaw yowled. “What was he attacked by?” Northwind interrogated.

“It was kind of an ambush! He fought hard, but he couldn’t hold them off! Meadowpool?! Come help Deadfeather!!!!”

They scampered to Deadfeather. He had a deep gash in his flank . “Northwind! Get the cobwebs! Now!!!” Meadowpool yowled.

(Northwind): Heeeeeelp!!!!!! My leg! I was attacked by Deathclan!!!!! I am from Darkclan!
I mean you no harm!!!

[Faint voice] HEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' A voice mewled.

[yeah]

"My leg! HEEEEEEEELP!!!!!! My name is Pebblekit.

[Yeah]

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...................." The wolf murmured.

Yeah you may. Don't ask, its a jump-in thread. :)