Posts by darkshadowfiree

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[font=georgia][size=8]Thrushkit grinned at Tawnystreaks, waving his tail. "Tawnystreaks!" he called along with everyone else. It was so interesting to see who would be promoted. He loved excitement and surprises, the nervous air about others, the joy in knowing who it was. The tomkit trusted his leader, and was nonetheless happy at her decision. Well, he wasn't particularly ambitious about becoming leader, but medicine cat sounded cool.

The brownish-sandy kit thought the smell of herbs was so very interesting, and knowing what each one did brought him surprise and delight. As stated before, surprises excited him, and he couldn't wait for the future.

[font=georgia][size=8]"Haha!"
A little ball of brownish-sandy fur swam away from his littermate, who was trying to attack him. "You can't get me!" In the protected Nursery, the tide washed in, making a little pool for the kits to swim in. And in this pool, you could see the kits playing and giggling. The only thing Thrushkit loved more than herbs was swimming. It was relaxing to him.

He splashed some water in his littermate's face, earning a sneeze and a playful snarl. "I'm gonna get you!" She called, chasing after him. Laughing, he swam away from her.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt]hello there! i am chrysanth and this is my (rather simple) character gallery. Please do not post here if you are not me, and if you want to plot with me, feel free to pm me c:

lowercase for fanciness :3

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt]female, bisexual, calico with green eyes, snappy, loyal.[/fancypost]

[font=georgia][size=8]haha ok~
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short post, mobile

Arisaema walked along behind them.

let's just wait :3

track
notes;; Viktor, reincar of Vladmir, serious, caring of family.

[font=georgia][size=8]Arisaema was pate, and scolded herself as she ran over to take a seat. Chosing one beside Aspen, she nodded at the ocelot. "What happened?" She whispered, eyes running over the crowd, then to the talking feline.

Track.

[size=8]He saw the two kits and grinned at them. "Of course!" He swam over to them. "You guys can swim, right? Then, he saw Berrykit's lost paw. His happy expression became a bit darker, but the. lightened up. "I can help you swim!" Thrushkit said, in a more gentle tone. Then, looking at both kits, he grinned again. "What's your names?" He was keen on making friends, and he hadn't seen them around that much because he was super oblivious to others.

Thank you so much piney!
I will be sure to be active with this little guy~
-rushes off to make him a part of my character gallery-

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt]male, gay, frormer tc, bloodclan, broken, silent, obeys commands.[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt]name: Mongloliankit, Mongolianpaw, Mongolianskies Parker
gender male
sexuality: straight
plots:
- he goes out and runs a lot, because he loves his freedom, and twists his paw numerous times, almost resulting in a permanetly twisted paw. He will be slightly disabled and more careful after those adventures.
- he runs away as an apprentice to WindClan because he loves the open plains (like the open plains of Mongolia) but he feels too guilty about leaving to enjoy himself and that WindClan is not ShadowClan. He comes back and gets scolded and forced to stay two more moons as an apprentice. I know that this plot interferes with rule 3, but if you do choose Mongolian, then this plot does not need to be executed if you guys do not wish for it to be.
- his open personality attracts an introverted girl, but when they try to have a relationship, it doesn't work out because of her hesitation to trust him. He becomes angry and they become a torn up mess. She ends up bi and dates a girl, and he accepts her for it and they become friends.

appearance: brown tabby with heterochromatic blue and green eyes.
A brown tabby tom, this cat's pelt perfectly captures the rich, dark tones of the earth. The nutrient-rich soil in which seeds are sown, trees are grown, and life springs forth from. His stripes run down his spine, a wet, more muddy looking color the color of the ground on a raining day. He is big, like the earth. His tall, broad shoulders, large paws and thickly-built body shows that he is healthy and strong. His eyes are heterochromatic, like his mothers'. His left eye is a shimmering green, portraying the vast, rustling plains of the Mongols. Grass after grass sways in the light warm breeze. His right eye is a clear blue, the baby blue skies that hang upon the heads of the Mongols. It is clear and rarely tainted by clouds, the perfect summer sky.

persona: Mongolian is very friendly. Though he looks like a huge hink of meat that could rip you to shreds, he is a very welcoming cat, treating others as his guest. He is also very acceptable of other people's views or opinions, even if he doesn't agree with it. Like his wide chest, he is open to everyone and is cery extroverted. He loves being free and hates being trapped in a place or in a situation, which sometimes tends to lead to slight laziness. His temper is not short, but if you manage to make him angry, it will be a while until he forgives you. He is also very proud of his Clan. He believes that they are great, but not necessarily greater than all the others. He loves his clan and would die for it if he had the choice to. When it comes to his clan, he will fight anyone, even family in another clan.[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt]name: Thrushkit, Thrushpaw, Thrushflight
gender: male
sexuality: straight

appearance: brown tabby with green eyes and white splashes.

persona: cheerful, optimistic, insecure when accused, loves herbs and swimming,

plots:[/fancypost]

rc threads? my bb thrushkit is open~

[size=8]"O-o-owie!"
A little mew sounded as Thrushkit limped into the medicine cat den, accompanied by a very worried Streamkit. He gingerly put his paw on the ground, but winced and withdrew it, making him unstable and he fell to the ground with a tiny thump. "Fallencloud?" called Streamkit, looking around for the medicine cat. "Ow." The other kitten mewed, looking at his paw. Gosh darn it hurt!

Earlier, they had been playing in the nursery when his paws started to kind of hurt. Of course, the tomkit ignored it, but then later on, when he had jumped and tried to land on Streamkit, his paw landed strangely and a loud crack sounded. The buzz of the nursery was loud enough to cover the sound, so they snuck out to avoid a yelling at by their mother. Thrushkit sat up a bit, glumly looking at his twisted paw.

ok

[ a break that will heal ]

Streamkit spotted Fallencould, and, running over to him, explained the situation. "Fallencloud! Oh it was terrible! Thrushkit was jumping around with me and he jumped and his paw twisted weirdly." She ran back to her littermate. "Look!" Thrushkit groaned. "H-hi Fallencloud," the tomkit mewed, trying to get up, but falling instead. "Ow."

The only boy eh? Well, he was going to be the man of the family.
The little rascal of a tiger was already a cheerful one, even at birth, even when he wasn't conscious about it. He was beside his littermates, savoring the warmth emanating from the bodies around him. He felt his littermates shift around him, and then he smelled the milk. Suddenly, he felt hungry. Pushing towards it, he bumped into the tiny frame of Viola, but then continued on, actually pushing the tigress towards their mother's big stomach.

Realizing that his sister was blocking his way, he pushed around her and suckled on a teat. Finally. He drank and drank. After all, he was a big one. Finally full, the not yet named male tiger settled down next to his mother's warm stomach and his littermates warm bodies and fell asleep.