Posts by Wildstorm no.1

The heat bore down on the savannah, creatures of all sorts were lying in the shade trying to find a way to bear the heat. One such creature had found a way to avoid the heat in a way unique from all of the others. Near the bank of the small water pool surrounded by the tall Savannah grass, a small pink nose poked out fromm beneath a virtually invisible hole in the ground. The nose sniffed the air cautiously for the scent of danger. Sensing none, the nose retreated into the burrow, only to reappear as a small slender feline slowly drew herself from the hole and into the grass. The cream pelted cat looked to both sides, her hazel green eyes alert, before silently making her way to the water hole. Scenting the air once more, the she-cat bent her head to lap up the water. Once she had drunken her fill, she sat down on the bank of the clear pool. All was silent, with the sun beating down on the earth from the sky, it wasn't long until Wildstorm saw the flash of silver scales in the water. On a normal day when she got hungry, Wildstorm would hunt in the grass for her prey, but on a hot day such as this all the mice were hidding away in their cool burrows to escape the sun. The fishs scales flashed again, unknowingly swimming towards danger. At last the fish was swimming at the very edge of the bank, sealing its fate. Moving faster than a cheeta, Wildstorm's white paw slapped down on the water, throwing the fish up in the air. With lightning fast reflexes, the she cat snatched the newly airborn fish from the sky, her jaws killing the fish instantly. With kill in mouth, Wildstorm slipped back into the yellow-green grass and slunk back into her burrow. Wildstorm's den was a modest one,she had dug it out so that there were three tunnels. One, being the tunnel that she had just re-entered the burrow from, led up into the tall grass next to the water hole. The second tunnel was slightly larger than the first to allow easy access but was still small enough to ensure that no large predators could get through. This was her bolt tunnel, if for any reason Wildstorm was in danger she could leave the burrow through the tunnel and emerge from beneath a large rock that sat a good distance away from burrow. The third tunnel led to another small room that Wildstorm had dug in the unlikely case that she would ever have visitors. The main room where Wildstorm was now sitting had a roof just high enough so that if Wildstorm jumped she couldn't touch the ceiling. It one corner of the room the she-cat had dug out an indent and filled it with the fallen feathers of passing birds and the fur of her previous catches. The floor of the den was layed with long strips of grass that Wildstorm had pact to the ground with dirt. In another hole on the opposite side of the room was a collection of small items that she had found. Walking over to it, the loner stripped the fish of its scales and deposited them into the hole. Gutting the now scaleless fish, Wildstorm tossed aside the inedible parts and made quick work of her kill. Stretching out her front legs and arching her back, Wildstrm walked over to her little nest of feathers and fur and settled into the warm mass. All in all, Wildstorm's underground burrow was quite homey. It sheltered the cat from the hardships of weather and gave her a warm place to sleep, but the burrow didn't provide the one thing Wildstorm wanted the most. A companion. Wildstorm was lonely.

The Cats of the Tall Grass is a group for any cat, newbie or senior, that wants to join. Just PM me and i'll add you to the clan. The C.T.G.s live in an African savannah in an underground community. We are always looking for new cats to join us.

Government

High Positions

That's all for now. PM me if you want to join! All positions (minus leader) are open.

Hi im looking for a mate for my character Wildstorm. She is a cream coated, white footed cat and is leader of the Cats of the Tall Grass. She is 21 moons old and is a very cautious and agile cat. She is built for speed, and raised herself then founded the C.T.G. Now that she has a clan, she is looking for a mate. I am open to forbidden love, loners, other clan members but no r.ping. You will need a mate form.

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The heat bore down on the Savannah, creatures of all sorts were lying in the shade trying to find a way to bear the heat. One such creature had found a way to avoid the heat in a way unique from all of the others. Near the bank of the small water pool surrounded by the tall Savannah grass, a small pink nose poked out from beneath a virtually invisible hole in the ground. The nose sniffed the air cautiously for the scent of danger. Sensing none, the nose retreated into the burrow, only to reappear as a small slender feline slowly drew herself from the hole and into the grass. The cream pelted cat looked to both sides, her hazel green eyes alert, before silently making her way to the water hole. Scenting the air once more, the she-cat bent her head to lap up the water. Once she had drunken her fill, she sat down on the bank of the clear pool. All was silent, with the sun beating down on the earth from the sky, it wasn't long until Wildstorm saw the flash of silver scales in the water. On a normal day when she got hungry, Wildstorm would hunt in the grass for her prey, but on a hot day such as this all the mice were hiding away in their cool burrows to escape the sun. The fish's scales flashed again, unknowingly swimming towards danger. At last the fish was swimming at the very edge of the bank, sealing its fate. Moving faster than a cheetah, Wildstorm's white paw slapped down on the water, throwing the fish up in the air. With lightning fast reflexes, the she cat snatched the newly airborn fish from the sky, her jaws killing the fish instantly. With kill in mouth, Wildstorm slipped back into the yellow-green grass and slunk back into her burrow. Wildstorm's den was a modest one,she had dug it out so that there were three tunnels. One, being the tunnel that she had just re-entered the burrow from, led up into the tall grass next to the water hole. The second tunnel was slightly larger than the first to allow easy access but was still small enough to ensure that no large predators could get through. This was her bolt tunnel, if for any reason Wildstorm was in danger she could leave the burrow through the tunnel and emerge from beneath a large rock that sat a good distance away from burrow. The third tunnel led to another small room that Wildstorm had dug in the unlikely case that she would ever have visitors. The main room where Wildstorm was now sitting had a roof just high enough so that if Wildstorm jumped she couldn't touch the ceiling. It one corner of the room the she-cat had dug out an indent and filled it with the fallen feathers of passing birds and the fur of her previous catches. The floor of the den was layed with long strips of grass that Wildstorm had pact to the ground with dirt. In another hole on the opposite side of the room was a collection of small items that she had found. Walking over to it, the loner stripped the fish of its scales and deposited them into the hole. Gutting the now scale less fish, Wildstorm tossed aside the inedible parts and made quick work of her kill. Stretching out her front legs and arching her back, Wildstorm walked over to her little nest of feathers and fur and settled into the warm mass. All in all, Wildstorm's underground burrow was quite homey. It sheltered the cat from the hardships of weather and gave her a warm place to sleep, but the burrow didn't provide the one thing Wildstorm wanted the most. A companion. Wildstorm was lonely.

If your who i think you are you'll know me......

Wildstorm had just finished breaking up a fight between two of her Lions. 'Being a leader is so tireing' she thought as she walked down the the watering hole. Suddenly, Wildstorm froze. There were two strange cats only ten leaps away. Cautiously, the cream colored she cat hid downwind of the strangers, waiting to see what they would do.

The Cats of the Tall Grass is a group for any cat, newbie or senior, that wants to join. Just PM me and i'll add you to the clan. The C.T.G.s live in an African savannah in an underground community. We are always looking for new cats to join us.

Government

High Positions

That's all for now. PM me if you want to join! All positions (minus leader) are open.

Wildstorm
Gender-Female
Appearance- Cream coat, white feet, small white locket, hazel-yellow eyes
Age-21 moons
Personality- Cautious, just, fair
Clan- leader of the Cats of the Tall Grass
History- raised herself and founded the C.T.G
Mate(crush)- Harpie of the C.W.F
Relations- Clanmate:Shea, Leader of the C.W.F: Harpie of the Cats of the Wild Flowers

Redwing
Gender-male
Appearance- tortishshell pelt with scars
Age-25 moons
Personality-bad-boy, rough, possesive, mysterious.
Clan-loner
History- Redwing has been a loner all his life. He was the only kit of Blackburn and Featherstorm. When he was 7 moons old, his father Blackburn killed his mother Featherstorm and left him to fend for himself. He has been exiled from River Clan's territory.
Mate(crush)- AutumnSong
Relations- crush:AutumnSong the loner, father:Blackburn, Mother: Featherstorm

Shea
Gender- female
Appearance- tortoise shell with green eyes
Age- 19 moons
Personality-niave, romantic, kind
Clan-Cats of the Tall Grass
History- she was a kittypelt that was abandoned by her owner when he went on an African safarii. Wildstorm brought her to the Cats of the Tall Grass and she's been a light for the entire group ever since.
Mate(crush)- Hail the loner (crush soon to be mate)
Relations- former two leg owner-:Hank, Leader:Wildstorm, Clan: the Cats of the Tall Grass, crush:Hail the loner

Lillypad
Gender-female
Appearance- creamy she cat with blue eyes
Age-27 moons
Personally-patient, motherly, sweet
Clan- the True Brave Clan
History- Lillypad was a warrior of Flight Clan and mated to Thornwind. In her first litter, two kits were still-born and the only living kit was Spottedkit. Lillypad had and affair with a rouge named Truthleaf and became pregnant with his kits. She was exiled from Flight Clan into the wild and followed by her son Spottedpaw. Heavy with kits, mother and son made it to the True Brave Clan where they were welcomed with open paws.
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Relations- Former mate-Thornwind of Flight Clan, son:Spottedpaw of True Brave Clan, fling: Truthleaf the rouge, former clan: Flight Clan, current clan: True Brave Clan

Spottedpaw
Gender- male
Age- 17 moons
Appearance- leapord pelt and blue eyes
Personality- loyal to mother, brave, impulsive
Clan- the True Brave Clan
History- Was the only living kit in a litter of still-borns. Formerly an apprentice of Flight Clan, his mentor was his father Thornwind. After his mother Lillypad had an affair with a rouge named Truthleaf, she was exiled from the clan. Ever loyal to his mother, Spottedpaw followed her into exile until he and his pregnant mother were accepted by the True Brave Clan
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Relations- mother:Lillypad, father:Thornwind of Flight Clan, former mentor: Thornwind of Flight Clan, former clan: Flight Clan, current clan: True Brave Clan

Truthleaf
Gender-male
Appearance- brown muscular tabby with green eyes and a scar down his back
Personality- player, dark, rebellious
Age-25 moons
Clan- rouge
History- Truthleaf was a cat that formerly belonged to blood clan, but was kicked out for being too weak. He bears a scar on his back from when he fought another rouge named Littleclaw. Had an affair with a she-cat named Lillypad from Flight Clan and left her pregnant.
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Relations- best friend/traveling companion: courier Vegas 6, fling-Lillypad of Flight Clan, former clan: Blood Clan, enemy rouge: Littleclaw the rouge

Valenda lacazz
Gender- female
Appearance- Black pelt, blue eyes.
Personality- Kind, Mischievous, motherly
Age- 25 moons
Clan- bloodclan
rank: first tier trainee
plots: pinebreeze, the father of her litter, and vallenda will eventually fall in love.
other: there's also a plotting thread for the family. i have another lacazz, so, I'LL BE WATCHING. VERY VERY CLOSE. also, her family does not know that she is back in bloodclan since she joined as a zebra.
Mate-Pinebreeze of Blood Clan

Pebblepaw
Gender- female
Age-8 moons
Appearance- white with grey pelt, ice blue eyes
Personality-shy, loyal to those who gain her trust, curious.
Clan- Blizzard Clan
History- Pebblepaw is a cat that washed up on the side of a river near Blizzard Clan. Soon she was accepted into Blizzard Clan and became the medicine cat Silverstripe's apprentice.
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Relations- Deputy:Stormpool, Leader:Dovestar Med.cat:Silverstripe, Mentor:Silverstripe, Warrior c.m: Lightningstrike, Warrior c.m:Cherryleaf, Warrior c.m:Featherheart, kit c.m: Flamekit.

I would like to adopt vallenda lacazz from you. I will keep as much as i can the same about her. I've been looking for cats to add to my clan and she would be perfect! Please let me know if can adopt her.

Ok! Thank you so much for giving me her! Could you also give me who her family is, who the kits father is, and importantant things that i should know about your character?

Ok. So my character's name is Truthleaf. He's a loner who is, more or less, a heart breaker. He has taken it upon himself to, as he puts it, "help populate his species for the greater good of the world." I'm having him travel all around doing everything he can to make fluffy little kitties. If your situation needs a sweet tom, Redwing will pretend to have a completly different personality than he does. Once he 'puts the buns in the oven' he will disappear into the night and leave your character. He can also play bad boy, handsome loner, abusive tom, and if the situation need be, r.apist. Just reply if you want to get together with Truthleaf and give me the sitch.

Do you need a mate or do you just want to make kittens? If kittens go tohttp://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1525098.msg63551729#msg63551729

My character Redwing is in need of a mate. He has a tortoise shell pelt and a scar on his ear. He is the rowdy type and would be a thrilling change to any cats lovelife.
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I want my character Shea to have kittens. She is a very niave cat at 19 moons. She has a beautiful tortoise shell pelt and green eyes. She belongs the the Cats of the Tall Grass and is a very friendly cat. I want a rouge, forbidden love, r.pist or passing tom/dies later to leave Shea with pregnant with his kits.

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I think Autumn Song is a better choice for Redwing. But i do have a character for leapordpaw, check out the my cats page on my profile, i think spottedpaw would be perfect for leapordpaw.

RedWing was on the move again. His smokey black coat slid through the forest as he scented for danger.

Redwing heard a small noise quickly followed by a snapping sound. Ever so silently, the tom crept over to where he had heard the noise.

It was a she-cat. A pretty one as well, he watched her bury a mouse. Slowly he crouched down ready to spring. The unknown cat cautiously peered around. Redwing pounced onto of her.

A cruel smile played on Redwings lip as he used his hind legs to twist the positons around so that he was pinning her down. "Well, what do we have here?" He said in a low husky voice as the female writhed beneath him.

"Well arn't you a fisty one? I dont think your really in the position to give orders right now sweety." He said with amusment dripping out of his voice. He smiled at her feeble attempts to escape and pressed her closer to the ground. ,"Now whats a pretty little thing like you doing out here all alone?" His orange eyes most definatly darkened when he said that.