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Leaflight's sea-green eyes swept over the landscape, landing upon a black shadow creeping over the fallen leaves. His muzzle bared a grin, and he widened his peripheral vision to catch a flicker of movement in the direction the cat was facing. A plump mouse. Hm...

The dampened black nose twitched and he bound from the hill upon which he was stationed, casually approaching with a wry kitty grin. "Ah. Another one of our warriors out and about, I see..." The lengthy tail flicked back and forth in an attempt to free the itch he was much to lazy to bother with using a paw. No to mention the force alone to bring forth the appearance the claws...

"It is... But newleaf? Don't you have a partner, kits at the den to care for?" If a cat could raise it's brow, he did it just then. A small tongue jutted from his parted jaws as he licked the top of his paw, eyes seemingly closing.

"So what I'm hearing... is availability?"
The spark of mischeif alight brighter then the dying sun at the tilling hour, grinning before observing the cat considerably more closely. Soon after came the situation to his stamce, wich was a one eightu degree turn around to face away from him.
"You must rectify that..."

"A question is merely a question. That chosen word string and phrase was too ensure you knew of what to do should the..." A rumble came from his chest in the cat like way to clear a throat, "incorrect mate make an alproach. One must always take their variety of options into consideration." At this point, no playfulness colored his tone. Only hardened gratification and unyeilding warning. He didn't want the tom to fall victim to the implicite game of love... It always became complicated without the proper partner to guide one through it... He himself should know of such things...

"My apologies. Dear me, I can get carried away sometimes~" He smiled and began his decent into the forest, pausing only briefly to lift a paw to his lips and smooth it down with his rough cat tongue, setting it back down amongst the crumpled leaves. "By the way, with no intention to heighten your awkwardness, I do not have a mate either. It isn't necessarily out of the ordinary to be on the lookout for your true one..."

The way he spoke around the plump body of the mouse in his muzzle was an adoring sight to behold. He thought it foolish to be thinking such things, but as he padded along the path leading into the heart of their clan, pondering the infatuation itself... He supposed something along those tom on tom lines wasn't to be degrating the law- "Then why were you stuttering? Did I say something uncomfortable? If so, my noble apologies, young warrior."

Leaflight heaved a sigh, and emerged onto the campgrounds unmarred aside from the cut on his left hanch. He'd limped the whole way there, and smiled, albeit sadly for reasons unknown, on how not even the perceptive raven cloaked tom noticed at all... He padded to the dens, and let the oceanic blended iris's slide among whole lay present. "Starkweather, lest you forget you are assigned on my crew for the dawn patrol."

"Yes, yes..." The cat lay on his side licking his right paw, sand colored pelt gleaming in the lasting rays of the sun. Leaflight snuck to the very back, burried in shadows. His silver pelt invisible as he pressed his head against the rock wall. 'What an idiot...'

The tom turned and blinked for a second, surprised to see the tom from mere minutes earlier. Leaflight would not lie if he was to admit he'd thought he'd driven the cat in the opposite direction from he himself. "Of course," he replied woth a warm smile. His eyes lidded and lazy suddenly as if internal conversing never happened. And to the clan members... Who cared... Which are none... It didn't.
He took the meat from the tom by biting into another end, careful enough not to make contact in doimg so as to avoid... uncomfortable expiriences. He dropped it to the ground as gestured for starsoul to sit as he did so.

As the tom nibbled a bit, he regarded Starsoul much closer then beforehand. He was a handsome- *clears throat figuratively* youthful warrior with all his soft collected features present. Nothing like Leaflight... were scars marred his sode and legs. The only thing left untouched being his muzzle. He shifted a bit, discreetly settling into a more comfortable position. The medicine cats would not allow him entry until dawn, and he prayed an infection wouldn't arise from his wound...

"In times like these, it is every cat for themselves... The members of thinderclan have not been kindred since we last shared tongues..." He took a bite, the tangy aftertaste becoming a pleasing one. Indeed no one has shown him kindness at all in his life as a warrior but admitting to that would bring the toms spirits down... that js, if he was that rare diamond that gave two shits if he died or not...

He smiled and placed his paw in front of him so he could bat at Starsouls playfully. Like a kit with nothing to do but mess around with its brethren. "If I may, why were you out and about without your clan?"

Character Name: Leaflight

Gender: Male

Clan/Group{if any}: Thunderclan

Rank{if any}: Warrior

Appearance: A silver pelt catches the moonlight like fire to the wick of a candle. Ears twitch with a lighter color of tinfoil, whereas his paws darken to a heavy metal creme. His eyes bear the sight of sea-green at the oceans finest hour. Glistening with heavy mischief and cheap humor. At times, the barrier of arrogance would falter, but never fall. Only the means of his true one could possibly find a way to get him to open up...

Personality: As stated beforehand, he is a mischievous kitty. The cats giving him a challenge? Weakness has nothing to do with why he decides against the conflict. Unless the weight of the clans survival rests on his shoulders, or the shoulders of all the warriors in a disagreement with another clan, he is accustom to laying his life on the line. On his free time comes the playful inner kit. His stature and the way he holds himself are mere hints to his arrogance. And do watch for the tail? You never know where it might be and when...

History: Leaflight was a lovely he-cat. In particular, he was the leader of a branching clan from Thunder. Of course... the clan itself dissolved on account of the leaf-bare. The harshest season. Sharing property with thunderclan was only half of it. There were fights between the members of a select few ranks. Eventually, the work it took to uphold it was enough to rive them into separation. Many departed from Thunderclan territory to live within the others bordering it. Riverclan was favored, in that case. He took to housing himself in the same place he was originally and was surprised to find the members of Thunder kindred to allow him to be a warrior and not a guard. He became among the highly ranked, and even had the opportunity to teach a group of kits on their first kill. Time flowed on, and harsh times turned easy with the support he upheld. He had run into the conflict within him... finding the situation to be abnormal. Was he... to like the male, or female? Such an internal struggle led to delusions that he was the insane one of the clan.... Was he to be banished should the leader hear tell of his decision?!

"I was escaping the clutches of Riverclan. A certain tom had..." His eyes swivled to the bloody flank and stayed there, "started a bit of a brawl..." He won, but not without dread. That particular clan fights one on one to the death most of the time... That was one of those. And there is no pride in killing off a member of another clan over something as tedious as observation...

"It was not youf fault. And even if it was, I wouldn't require an apology..." he said softly. Nibbling more off the rabbit before the nausia of the memory faded. He bit the animal, and took a regular sized bite, chewing a bite while his eyes fought to match starsouls.

Leaflight smiled warmly, but there was an underlining hint of arrogance faltering. "Ah. He tresspassed, and he wouldn't head me request to shove off. Apparently Riverclan has been harboeing mice from our territory right under our noses..."

Helloooooooooooooo there~

This is a thread with no plot. I leave that to the imaginative visitors. I do not want sex to be here, if you would like this, please take the curtousy to alert me, and start a personal message role play, i.e. obscured from viewers. It can be with me if you choose, or with another but I will be lookin fer it :33 I will be playing Levi. Any other characters are freebees. OC's are always warmly welcomed just provide a character form. Must have the basics, ill let you be in charge of said form. Simply because some people like to leave things to be found out and not directly given.

I've rambled enough! Have at it, kiddo's.

Why of course~

Fantastic. Also they are called the military police. ;) Well, would you care to do the honors?

Something has gotten Clarissa's heart, body and mind. She's been exposed to werewolves, vampires, fairies and warlocks. Nymphs, Mutants and shifters galore! There is nothing she hasn't seen, and nothing she hasn't befriended. One day, she finds it hard to breathe, while stepping into the land of mystical creatures. What next? How was she to survive in a land that fills her lungs with tar, when the portal back has been sealed?

Came up with this plot just now in my head. Do build on it! I'll be clarissa, and everyone is welcome to be their own creature! Remember, she's gotten around, so there's nothing Clari hasn't seen.