Posts by SHERLOCKHOLMES -

[fancypost bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px;][font=georgia][color=white]Sherlockpaw trotted up silently, feline eyebrow quirking in the classic Benedict Cumberbatch style. He didn't exactly know the Paladin that well, but anyone with sense knew something strange was going on.

[fancypost bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px;][font=georgia][color=white]Sherlock didn't understand this at all, so for a moment he just watched. Where they counting up to something? Deciding he would participate to better observe the goings on, he counted "134."

[fancypost bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px;][font=georgia][color=white][ I was meaning to tell you that I utterly love the art on violet's profile. did you draw it? ]

Sherlock's have closed eyes found the sandcat swiftly, one feline eyebrow quirking curiously. He wasn't exactly well known - what could the paladin want with an unapprenticed six moon old? Getting to his splotched paws and arching his back in a luxurious stretch, he spoke. "Good morning, Violeteyes, having a good day?" Being Sherlock, however, he could tell exactly what sort of day she had been having, what mood she was in. Sometimes he was even a little too smart. For example, it would take an idiot to miss the excitement that the small feline was clearly feeling - her smile told him that much.

[fancypost bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px;][font=georgia][color=white][ it's really good C: what program do you draw in? ]

Sherlock blinked once in surprise, both in the fact that he had been assigned a mentor and also that he hadn't figured it out sooner. Offering her a rare smile, barely managing to contain his excitement, he nodded quickly. "If we could start now, that would be great." It wasn't like he had anything better to do. He didn't have any friends, unless you counted Peachy, but even she wasn't that close. Besides, he was really looking forward to learning the different tricks and tips that Violeteyes was sure to teach him.

[fancypost bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px;][font=georgia][color=white][ I should own CS3, but Adobe is mean so :c ]

Sherlockpaw shook his head. "No, I haven't." So, he was learning how to hunt today. Interesting. He had seen apprentices practicing their stalks and whatnot and had the basic idea of how it worked, but he surely would need Violet's guidance and assistance.

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Sherlockpaw slipped into view behind Librarypaw, one feline brow quirking slightly. His mentor always seemed to be up to something - what could it be this time? His nose wrinkled slightly at the strong scent of the paint as he tried to deduce what she was doing. Pink - a slightly girly, love related color - and white. Blinking a few times, he asked "Are you making something to do with Valentine's day, Violeteyes?" He didn't exactly know what Valentine's day was, but it was high time he found out.
[color=transparent]#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Trotting swiftly after the sandcat, Sherlock found himself gazing around at the snowy sprawl of territory they would be entering. Although he would never admit it, he had strayed outside of camp before, following trails and scents that had led him to great interest. But it was different when you weren't worried about getting caught.

Ears perked towards Violeteyes, he found himself rather fascinated. It was interesting how many hunting techniques were similar to those used in battle.

[color=transparent]#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Slipping up quietly beside Violeteyes, Sherlockpaw glanced curiously up at the dark wolf. He felt her honesty was truthful, although he wasn't sure what the Paladins would choose to do. Take action and help her search? Let her stay here in Blizzardclan until they came looking for her? Or just wish her luck and send her on her way? Hoping he could learn something here, his blue gaze slid from the rabbit to his mentor, and then back to Thyra, unsure.

[color=transparent]#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]As his mentor spoke, Sherlock reached over and gently dabbed his paw in Violet's source of purple paint, clearly uninterested in the pointless comments they seemed to be making. He then deliberately rubbed it across a very small leftover scrap of white, wondering why this was so fun.

[color=transparent]#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Riding a horse, let alone another Clanmate was definitely an interesting idea. It wasn't exactly what Sherlockpaw would designate as fun, but it could come as an interesting experience and he would hopefully learn something from it. "I will," he stated plainly, trotting up on black and white paws and turning his unreadable pale gaze to the Paladin.

[color=transparent]#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Pale gaze falling upon the pinecone, Sherlock dropped into a crouch. It was much like a crouch most kittens knew and practiced, but he couldn't help it all that much, could he? Managing to keep his tail straight and flat, he tucked his paws beneath him just slightly further, using logic to hopefully add more distance to his spring. And then, with a waggle of his hindquarters, he leapt, finding himself going quite a bit too far.

Skidding to a stop, he glanced back at Violeteyes while making a mental note - less power. Perhaps remain closer to the ground. Ah, well he'd have to see what Violet said.

[color=transparent]#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Leaping from the ground and landing squarely on Barronpaw's broad shoulders, Sherlock tried to grow accustomed to the very odd feeling of sitting there. It didn't feel as sturdy and safe as he thought it would, and it would probably take some amount of skill and focus not to slip off.

[color=transparent]#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Making his way back to his original position, Sherlock got back into his crouch. Taking Violet's advice into mind, he set his hind legs back a bit further before springing, using less power. It was far from perfect, but he managed to land a front paw on the pinecone - it hurt a bit, as pinecones tended to do - before giving it a nip. Sitting up now, it with his paw still placed on his target, he looked back to his mentor. Not for confirmation that it was better - of course it was, he actually got it - but to see if she had more pointers.

[color=transparent]#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Slipping about but keeping his footing, Sherlock let a small smile spread his face. This wasn't so bad, once you got used to it. The Apprentice managed a small wave to the kittens on the ground, briefly deciding they would have one heck of a time jumping up.

[color=transparent]#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Sherlockpaw sat beside his mentor, listening with an unreadable face. Barrondreams was a good warrior, but in his bias opinion he thought Violeteyes should have received that promotion. Mumbling a quiet and halfhearted congrats to the lot of them - the promotions didn't really matter to him and the information would be thrown out eventually - he wondered of they had any other announcements to make.

#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Letting the smallest smile grace his maw for a moment, he dashed after Violet. Her bouncy and energetic spring wasn't too incredibly fast, so it wasn't hard for the six moon old to keep up with.

#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Anyone wanna plot with Sherlock?

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Sherlockpaw was constantly out of camp since he had become an apprentice, enjoying the freedom of being able to leave camp without sneaking about. He was now freely poking into whatever he could, committing to memory anything he came across that seemed useful. There really wasn't that much to see besides prey and other wildlife, but every once and a while he found the most extraordinary things. Such as today. Stowed within the hollow of a distant tree was a very very old and very very worn chessboard, along with a moth-eaten bag that contained the pieces.

Unsure of what this was and hoping to closer examine it, the black and white cat dragged it carefully back towards camp.

#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Mismatched paws light on the ground, Sherlockpaw fixed his blue gaze cautiously on he newcomer. He didn't have the authority to go about accepting strangers, so he simply sat down and curled his tail across his paws, looking his usual undaunted self. "Someone will be here to assist you in a moment. Name, please?" That much was surely fine, and if some Paladin or whatnot came about and didn't like it, too bad.

#blizzardclansherlock

[justify][fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 200px;][font=georgia]Sherlock shrugged slightly, placing the small bag of parts on the ground and pouring out the assorted pieces. "I'm not sure yet. Obviously it was made by twolegs or humans, or whatever you want to call them." That much he could tell just by the way the wood was carved and the careful placement of the many squares. Not to mention that no animal could make such delicate figures. "It's old too. Very old." Beginning to examine the playing pieces closer, he tried to determine what they had to do with the large square board he had found them with.

#blizzardclansherlock