Posts by RandomSoup

"Well, uh... Yes, this one's fine," she forced her fur to lie flat, trying her best to calm herself down, "but something horrible happened by the pond. Ryewhisker and my three other kits... Were... K-killed."

The frazzled she-cat hesitated before following the long-furred tom, thinking about what the killer could have been. She finally spoke up, "Do you think the Clan will be all right?"

I'd prefer if you used my forum, but if you think that you have a nice description, then I'd love to see it. :)

Okay, that sounds good! Could you copy/paste and PM me the bio? If you don't mind, of course.
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Bramblepaw, you've been accepted! I'll have the RP thread up once we get a few more people to join.

Accepted! Boy, you weren't kidding when you said she has a long biography! She seems like the type of cat who can persuade anyone, so I think she's perfect for this RP. :)

(Let's try to get a few more people to join! :D)

Nah, don't worry about it! We should be able to start soon, I'll keep bumping the post so that we can get some more people to join. I have a feeling that this will be very successful!

Bump! <3

A cool, soon-to-be newleaf breeze ruffled the she-cat's fur as she laid by the edge of the stream. It felt great to finally relax after a long day of training her bouncy apprentice how to battle, and her muscles felt achy and sore. She rested her head on her paws, heaving a sigh. Although the quiet dusk was great, she still didn't feel fully relaxed. She felt like she was missing something.

Suddenly, she heard a loud, scuffling noise. At first, she thought it was a rabbit, but the sound of the pawsteps were far too heavy to have come from prey. She turned her head to see the silhouette of another cat in the distance, heading right towards her. What would someone be looking for this late at night?

She rose to her paws, her glossy, silver tabby pelt shimmering in the moonlight. She narrowed her gaze to get a better look at the cat who was approaching her.

It was a tom!

In an instant, her heart was throbbing, as if it were to burst out of her chest. She still tried her best to remain calm, but was unsure of why such a handsome tom was approaching her. She couldn't have done anything wrong, right?

She shot a friendly glance at the advancing tom, unsure of what to say.

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"Oh, uh... It's fine," the slender she-cat stifled a smile, her cheeks turning rosy pink. "What's your name?"

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Name: Birchkit
Gender: Tom
Personality: loud, bouncy, care-free, cheerful, happy
Age: 4 moons

(Could he become Violetkit's future mate?)

"Excuse me... Rust... f-fang? T-there's a g-g-group of Thunderc-l-lan cats h-heading this w-way," the shy and timid she-cat, Snowsong, stuttered, her eyes flattened against the side of her head.

Those deep green eyes...

The tabby's eyes dilated, her blush becoming brighter. She felt as if her heart was about to explode right out of her chest.

"My name?" she inquired. "Oh, uh.. It's... Silverblossom."

She paused for a moment, becoming extremely self-conscious. She probably sounded so mouse-brained right now...

"Might I ask why you're up so late?" she asked, licking a paw and running it across her forehead.

"Thanks," she purred, taking a bite of the freshly-killed mouse. She swiped a pink tongue across her mouth before continuing to speak. "Oh, right... Well, I couldn't sleep in the crowded warriors' den, so I decided to rest here. It's really relaxing here by the stream."

"Oh, wow, your father sounds very brave," she acknowledged, taking another bite of the mouse. "I'm sorry you lost him. I'm sure he was a wonderful cat."

She laid down, running a paw through the cool stream water. "What was it like being a loner?" she asked curiously, as she had been a Clan cat for all her life.

"I'm sure you could try to join at dawn," Silverblossom mewed, "but we normally perceive those who enter our camp at night as intruders."

She turned her head to gaze at Solar, a teasing smile forming across her face. "You know, the training to become a warrior isn't easy."

"Oh, really?" she inquired playfully, rising to her paws. "Prove it, then!"

"Impressive," she mewed, "respectful yet strong. That's what a true warrior is all about. But are you ready for this?"

She sprang into the air and leapt above his head, ducked, then pretended to score scars on his back.

The white she-cat backed up a bit. "O-over near the camp o-opening. The-y-y look-k-k h-hostile."

Maybe we should try something else?

The silver she-cat laid on the ground, gazing up at the strong-willed tom in awe. "You sure have some skills," she breathed. "I'm sure you'd pass the apprentice test."