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  • The clouds in the sky(open, joining)Rain down on your parade

    Felix had been walking.... for a while now. He was around eleven months old, and he already broken his main source of transportation ; flight. For all birds, including the young falcon. Copper eyes still dull as approached the smell of cats, and unlike his kin, he did not have it out for stealing innocent kits. A human, or as the cats called him, a twoleg, tried to take him and his mother and three brothers away into a van, with many cameras and flashes and weird noises. Barely alive at this time since he was nearly going into shock after tumbling in the van's back, and still being only very young. Though once they stopped for gas, Felix's mother grabbed them and bolted out, and they stayed in a tree of a normal backyard for about three months, before all of the chicks learned to fly. Felix did, and the sensation was amazing. Though once he was nine months, he left the nest. He was probably very late to do so, or maybe even early, but ever since his mother, Flame, and her children were kidnapped, she was very overprotective of her hatchlings, especially Felix, who was actually looking the best of them all. His long majestic feather's growth couldn't be stopped for later since the twolegs didn't mess around with him to much, and he barely ever got dirty, and he grew amazingly, and soon he was just one step away from being kidnapped again, for falconry, or a bird watching program. Flame though, was deciding to take a flight with Felix, who, even though still nearly a year old, Flame looked after dearly, and moved nests to make sure she had a closer eye on her second born. Though after getting to close to some wires, which were open and dangerous, shocked Felix, causing him to tumble. Flame rushed to get help, while Felix was immediately scared and tried to fly away, but gave him extreme pain. He ran, causing his long claw like feet a work out, till he found camp in a forest. He had been doing this for about two months now, he had made several camps and nests, never finding himself at home at just one place. He discovered there were no hawks around, so instead of settling down, he traveled more, getting used to walking. Though his wing was practically already healed, he hadn't flew since that night. He had missed Flame and his brothers, and every night he dreamed of seeing them again. Avoiding human and most contact with many things, he eventually adapted to his large size with not much food to eat. But that was until winter came, and the snow barricaded him in any den he could find, and all he had to eat were smaller birds, and he only had one occasionally every day. As the temperatures dropped even lower, he realized that summer was coming very soon. He decided to bear with himself until then, and then realized something: there was something just beyond the river where occasionally he nested. Nodding, he jumped over a stump, and for the first time in over fifty days, opened his wings to glide along the air. Felix had heard talk of 'clans', where groups of animals socialized and worked together, and Felix immediately wanted to join one. Though cats were mostly in the groups, and hawks, buzzards and such had reputations for stealing kits, he wanted to make himself seem friendly. Pulling his wings back to his side as he landed, he stuck his claws into the ground, and even though they got dusty, began to shift about in the still very snowy ground. Even though the extreme cold would probably make his chances of getting in less, but he could hunt high in the air, and get the doves and pigeons that soared, the ones who thought they were safe up high, but really, hawks did that thing to stay away from hunters, and if he wanted to grab a snack he could, while saving his own life. Approaching the borders, he smiled, well, his beak kept him from doing it properly, but he looked happy enough. With winters coming to an end, he thought it would be good for him to finally meet new people. Letting out a a normal falcon howl, he then called out with his friendly yet deep voice, "Hello?"

  • YOU WONT LIVE TO SEE YOUR WORLD DESTROYED >> sunclan raid!

    Ramona was just about eight moons old and her first clan attack was already beginning. She understood the rivalry of Sunclan and her home of the female-domesticated, but the young green eyed girl thought they wouldn't go this far. She had remembered that the first attack was the move of radicalclan, but setting there home on fire was enough. Then moons later, another attack. Though Ramona never doubted herself, or her clanmates, she felt that if Sunclan just kept attacking and Radicalclan just kept countering and fighting along, there would be no end. But unsheathing long black claws from the snow-colored paws of the student, she tried to stay hidden behind larger animals. Though, she narrowed her eyes to help her see better and spot out an opponent, then, blocking out the sound, straightened her tail, opened her eyes and breathed in deeply, then with a lash of her tail, shot forward with long legs kicking up small bits of dust as she charged forward into the battle, searching quickly for an opponent, or trying to help. It was her first battle, and she had no idea if she was supposed to have a plan before she attacked! Oh well, as she spent her time quickly trying to find a sunclanner to grab and attack, she decided to strategically plan something in her head. She didn't know what it was, but she was thinking of a way to finally put Radicalclan's enemies in there place, especially Sunclan.
    (attack Ramona in Bolded Mediumpurle)

  • The clouds in the sky(open, joining)Rain down on your parade

    "Oh yes, my name is Felix. I am wishing to join, sir." The falcon asked, dipping his head in efforts to be polite to the new cats, a deputy and a leader. "This is a clan, right?" Felix then asked, looking from Decembersnows to Photostar, a smile lightly of his beak. "Also, may I ask your names?" He said trying to make at least one friend. Felix was always known to be a real conversationalist, for a falcon, and wanted to see if he did live here, maybe have a few friends to start of a new life. He liked Photostar's voice, and Decembersnows was quite beautiful in the bird's dark eyes, he liked her eyes especially. Though he could tell both cats were equally kind in there own ways.

  • The clouds in the sky(open, joining)Rain down on your parade

    "I understand. I pledge my heart and loyalty to Riverclan, and to defend it with my life." Felix said, dipping his head right before he spoke, saying a 'yes' and 'hello'. "Well, I have been traveling for a few months now. I made a few nests over on the other side of the waters. Close to the more field like areas. I never had a real home, I guess. I lived in a forest like this as a baby before I was taken by Twolegs, as you call them." Felix said after a short pause. He had never had a name for them, and just referred to them as 'it', but he decided not to confuse them and try and stay as much as a friendly and not-totally-insane falcon.

  • RIVERCLAN PLOTTING THREAD !

    Sweet. Felix is sort of like my overhyped child. We all know mothers over hype that one child
    Touch Felix and i will go all donkey kong on your faces. Hes meh bby.
    But, also Emmet\dodgpaw, how about i make the thread?

  • Aiaiaiaia(Private, Dodgepaw)Im your little ginormous falcon who kills things

    i can has points for anime reference
    The young falcon was turning warrior age in one moon, and it was his first day, so he decided to have his own little time to himself to think for about ten minutes, then went hunting alone, and then came back and was bored. Perched atop the apprentice den, his small beak boredly twitching once every few seconds. It was a bit uncommon, but this falcon wasn't golden or yellow, but grey, black, and small white. He liked to think of himself as special, since only him out of multiple brothers had his special pallet, and that made Flame like him more, or as he called her, Mother. It had been about three months since he saw the woman who raised him, and he wouldn't let that bother him now. He had a fresh new start: felix of Riverclan.

  • AND THE WORLD WILL BURN UNDER MY WINGS [p]

    "I am doing fine, Kirka. Thank you for asking. What about you?" She asked, smiling. She had two colored eyes, one bright purple, one bright green, yet she was blind to smell and color. She didnt know how to talk to barely anyone, the scent of blood may be lingering on anyone these days. "I am Ramona."

  • Ski and Karken's Pokemon Training Camp!(open, jump in!)


    Knowing Karken since he was a child, Ski had always loved her buddy, who was a dragonite now. There trainers caught them just a few days apart, and now both four years old, the pokemon loved going with there trainers to each new region, together. Ski's trainer, Livvian, and Karken's trainer, Janobiii, knew they friendship and unbelievable strength, and as the two trainers visited Unova after beating the gyms in Kalos, decided to rent a large building with a large backyard and access to the waters, somewhere near the park in Nimbassa city. Putting up signs, and advertising, soon the two trainers opened Ski and Karken's Pokemon training Camp, which was like an obedience and training school for pokemon. happy, the ampharos danced lightly around her trainer's feet, before heariring Livvian say she had to run errands with Janobiii, and would be back soon. Happily, she waited for Karken to wake from his nap, and hoppily some trainers would bring in there pokemon for Ski to train and teach skills and obedience before Karken awoke, since he was much more powerful than the electric type.