Posts by Panda477

Strikestorm whipped his head around as soon as he heard the she cat's sharp voice. The vole he was about to pounce on had scurried away. He growled in frustration and pushed through the grass to see who it was.
"Don't be mouse brained! I wouldn't dream of breaking the warrior code and crossing boundaries!" He hissed

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If you don't mind, I would like to join your pack, but I can't promise that I will be very active.
Name: Glass
Mate: None, she's not focused on attracting a mate, but might want one if she meets the right male.
Children: she doesn't have any and doesn't really want any.
Requested rank: fighter
Age: 20

Ivyfoot, who had been laying in the warrior's den sat up and padded outside. The sunlight felt great on her fur as well as the cracking of her stiffened bones. She hadn't been on a hunting patrol since being made a warrior, So this seemed like a good oppurtunity to show Windclan what she was capable of. She also felt like this would be a good time to finally meet the rouge that had joined the clan. Even though Solem had been here for a while, she only got glimpses of him and heard rumors.
"I'm up for some hunting," she called, padding towards him.
"What good am I doing sitting around anyway?"

Ooc: I can't promise I'll be active 24/7, especially on week days, but if you are willing to roleplay here, i'd very much appreciate it. Anyway, Foxfur is training to be a warrior and needs a faithful mentor. I don't care if they're kind or mean, its your character So you can decide. Also, a little insight about Foxfur to let you know what you're getting into: she is a red-brown she-cat with amber eyes. She's actually very kind and caring, but hides it beneath her saracastic, determined, and loyal attitude. She was also formerly a rouge.

IC: Foxpaw's fur bristled with excitement. She could hardly believe today was her first day of training to become a warrior, and she was confident she would be one of the most skilled cats throughout the forest. Sure, she missed the nursery and the warmth of her adopted mother by her side, but she knew that this new addition to her name made her an official part of Thunderclan at last, and she was determined to prove it too!
She bounded out of the apprentice's den happily and into the clearing where she ate a vole as she patiently waited for her mentor to meet up with her.

Silverlark saw the white she cat looking as miserable as she always did. In life, when Starclan watched over her, she had always looked so pleased and bright eyed. Death had changed Angelfeather more than it had changed any of the other warrior ancestors, and that was concerning. Of course, watching life go on without you was depressing, but the load on a cat's shoulders were usually lightened by now.
"Angelfeather, are you alright?" Silverlark asked softly, padding slowly towards the she cat so that she could sit beside her.

Nightfeather was in the middle of a conversation with the deputy of Riverclan about an intruder she had smelt next to the stepping stones, when suddenly, he looked over her shoulder and shook his head. Curious about what had interupted the conversation, she swung her head around and saw a grey warrior who she recognized as Moonpelt lying on the ice. Unlike the other cats, she was trying not to laugh and cause the warrior more embarassment. She was still like an apprentice on the inside.
Next thing she knew, he had excused himself from the camp on some patrol, and feeling bad for him, she slowly padded after him. Nightfeather had embarassed herself in the past, and she didn't like how the clan would always react. She wanted to make sure he was okay even though they weren't exactly friends.
"Hey Moonpelt!" She called, "Mind if I join you? I mean, what good am I doing sitting around camp all day?"

"What's the problem?" Novapaw asked, padding over to Ruperkit. "You're yelling so loudly that all the prey has probably fled from the forest."

Novapaw rolled her eyes.
"Then can't you find something to do? Don't kits play with moss or something?" She asked

So..... who's going to start?

Ooc: I missed quite a few posts, sorry if I'm not very active.
Glass watched the two wolves from the cover of the forest and rolled her eyes. It seemed every wolf thought they owned whatever land they stood on, but at the same time, she felt relieved. Her scent was masked by the mud that covered her fur so she had a good chance of not being detected. Also, she was weak from starvation and didn't feel like picking a fight today. All she wanted was for them to go away so she could get some water and keep moving.

Hearing the growl errupt from a wolf's throat, Glass backed away slightly, hoping both the mud on her pelt and the shade would provide some camoflauge.

Realizing the more agressive female wolf had left, Glass cautiously padded towards the water source, hoping the other wolf wouldn't attack. He didn't seem as territorial so if she was lucky, she could get what she needed and leave without trouble.

Glass kept her head down as she lapped at the water and ignored the other wolf. Although, she did catch a sideways glance of him, and he didn't seem harmful. No, she took that back. Every loner could harm another wolf in a matter of seconds, even herself. They all had a reason for not being part of a pack after all. She couldn't just judge a book by its cover.
She averted her eyes again and focused on her rippling reflection in the water as she consumed it.

"What's your reason for not having a pack?" Glass asked silently, overhearing the other wolf's muttering
She went back to her recent thought. If they all got kicked out of their packs they could bond over it. Anyway, she hadn't talked to a wolf in forever and didn't feel like going mental.

Glass slowly backed away.....

Ooc: sorry didn't see bottom of your post.
IC: "Oh. Then why not start one?" She asked curiously. "I'm looking to join a pack, you're looking to start one. Works out just perfectly."

Foxfur had just pounced on a robin when the scent of a cat from another clan filled her nose. She growled in frustration and buried the fresh kill before stalking towards the border where she saw a ginger cat. She lashed her tail.
"What are you doing?" She hissed. "Sitting around waiting to be told off? If you set a paw over here I will rip it off."

Ooc: I didn't even realize there was another post Sorry! But what are the odds? Foxfur and a fox telling off another cat.
IC: Foxfur prepared for a fight, but then noticed the fox and began to cower.
"I'm bitter tasting. Eat that cat instead...." she muttered, then retreated to her camp

"What's wrong with snow Drizzledpaw?" Novapaw asked, her blue eyes gleaming as she stepped out of the apprentice.
"I think it looks pretty on the trees, and you can't say you don't love to watch a bunch of it fall off of the branches and on to some cat's head, can you?"

As Glass watched the pair of wolves appear out of the shadows, her fur began to raise slightly and she stayed on her paws, ready for a fight.
"Hello," she said quietly.