Posts by Mayor Of Peace

(You probably do know some of them)

15. Ferncloud and Dustpelt are mates even though they are related.
14. Yellowfang has physic hyper - empathy, the ability to feel the pain of those around her.
13. Blackstar comes from a long line of poly dactyl cats, and has six toes on one of his back feet.
12. Scourge hates the fangs embedded in his collar because they make breathing hard. Scourge is also Firestar's half brother.
11. Pinestar became a kittypet.
10. Brokenstar was actually named after Yellowfang's broken heart.
9. Briarlight loved Jayfeather.
8. Hawkfrost loved Ivypool.
7. Tallstar knew Firestar's father.
6. Tigerclaw was going to be called Hammerclaw.
5. Although she hated half Clan cats, Leopardstar loved Tigerstar.
4. Hollyleaf is scared of thunderstorms.
3. Dovewing and Ivypool are related to both Firestar and Bluestar because their great grandfather may have been Whitestorm.
2. Cinderpelt and Brackenfur were apprenticed before they were six moons old.
1. Bluestar was going to be called Moonstar.

15 Facts Erin Hunter has confirmed.
Comment on facts you have found. :) Dustpelt is Ferncloud's uncle.
The Dove and Ivy one isn't confirmed. Brindleface's(Birchfall's grandmother) mate may have been Whitestorm, who is Bluestar's nephew.

All credit to Latias347, who created a video of this on youtube. I may add other facts I have found soon.

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Ol' Luck padded about outside the Nofur's nest. It wasn't an ordinary nest, there wasn't just the reek of one cat inside, there was the scent of thousands. Where was he?

2/30

Ol' Luck had been through a lot in his doggy life. He stalked confidently inside. And woofed.

3/30

A snarl could be heard. Ol' Luck whipped his head about, forgetting his age. He knew that scent: the scent of a cat, and he would rip the fur off of any feline.

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A longhaired grey she cat suddenly appeared. She streaked in front of Ol' Luck's face, and yowled, yowled and yowled. She seemed afraid.

Basically, Sneaker is a wizard/dog cross that is also a spy. (Kinda random mix, I know)

Sneaker thrust himself at the glass with a howl. The glass made his shoulder bleed. He collapsed onto the ground.

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Ol' Luck bared his teeth. The she cat mimicked his motives. Unsurprisingly, there was a collar tightened round her neck, the sign of a kittypet.

I am joining!

1. Name - Not comfortable with answering. (Sorry, it's my mum, she will make such a fuss)
2. Age - Same reason.
3. Grade - Same reason.
4. Gender - Girl.
5. Are you single? - Yes.
6. Favorite color - Yellow.
7. Birthday - 4th November
8. Do you have a cat? - Yes.
9. Any sibilings? - No.
10. What color is your hair? - Brown.
11. If you were to have kids how many do you want? - Two at the most.
12. Favorite kind of chips? None.
13. Do you have a phone? No.
14. Favorite number? 24.
15. Did you invite a friend? Sorry, not yet.
16. McDonalds or Subway Subway.
17. Tic Tacs or Duos Tic Tacs
18. A or Z - A
19. Blue or Red - Blue
20. IPhone or Android - IPhone

Yay. :)

6/30

The kittypet she cat sprang, her teeth met in Ol' Luck's scruff. He let out a howl of pain. ''I will rip your fur off!'' He sunk his teeth into the she cat's throat, and she fell limply to the ground.

Kit name: Jayfeather
Kit gender: Tom
Kit colour: Grey tabby (blue eyes)

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I killed her, Ol' Luck thought. I didn't want that. Ol' Luck left the body lying on the ground and padded, sadly, deeper into the Twoleg nest. He made his way down a bustling corridor, where there were lots of little imprisoning dens. Ol' Luck felt sorry for the cats inside.

Name: Toklo
Gender: Tom
Looks: Brown (all over, no markings)

8/30

A white she cat in one of the imprisonment dens looked really horrified. ''You killed my daughter!'' She shrieked, scrabbling at the edge of her den. Ol' Luck looked down at his paws shamefully. He didn't like cats, but he wouldn't want to kill one, like he had.

Let me explain. I am going to be creating a Clan, AirClan, soon. In AirClan, I will make events, not for badges, but for bonuses, or competitions. This is an example event. The only prize you get for this is a Clanmate request for me, but I hope this will convince people to join AirClan.

Description:
You are about to battle the Dark Forest/StarClan. This battle will decide the future of the Clans and the Warrior Code. Fight well, on whichever side. The real Warrior Cats from the books (Hawkfrost, Lionblaze, Firestar) are here, but it's up to you to decide what happens to them.

Rules:
Post 10 times in this thread. Then, PM me to let me know that you are done. I will check you have posted 10 times, then send you a Clanmate request. I will be creating an AirClan Joining Form soon, please let me know if you are interested so I can contact you when it's done.

If anyone cheats on purpose, they will be banned from any of my events, or AirClan threads.

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''I'm sorry,'' Ol' Luck replied. ''I don't know what got over me.'' The she cat bristled.
''Well I do! All dogs care about is killing!''
''That's not true.'' Protested Ol' Luck, desperately trying to control his anger.
Ol' Luck nervously unlatched the latch on the she cat's den. The she cat looked at him, and her fury sizzled down into just plain anger. She bared her teeth.

OOC: 10/30
Who?

IC: Ol' Luck dodged a bite at his belly, and he leapt onto the she cat and aimed a blow at her head. Clumsily, it missed, and with a snarl, the she cat tried to rip the fur off his back. She aimed with brutal accuracy, and pain scorched through Ol' Luck's back.

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''I don't like dogs,'' shuddered the she cat. ''Pity on me will not change that.'' Ol' Luck was not ready to go any further. Gently, he pushed the she cat away. The she cat stared at him, blankly.

12/30

Ol' Luck flopped onto the ground, pretending he was hurt. He wanted this cat to feel pity on him. Anger suddenly scorched through Ol' Luck's veins.

13/30

''Well,'' growled the she cat. ''Open up.''
''I am not sorry now,'' replied Ol' Luck. ''Not when you treat me badly.''
The she cat bristled, and very nearly leapt at Ol' Luck for the killer blow. She flattened her ears and let out a yowl. The bell on the collar round her neck tinkled.