Posts by Hajiura-san

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    [size=4]I am...[/size]
    [size=6]Emberpaw[/size]
    [size=5]Of WindClan[/size]



    [size=3]Eyes: yellow
    Pelt: red tabby
    [/size]


    Traits: I am a a bristly furred tom with mysterious eyes and a small build. I am deathly afraid of water and will never enter any water, but I can tell an amazing story.


    History: I have long aspired to be the leader of my Clan one day, but smartly keep that to myself. I am not greedy or overly ambitious, I just want to do the most with my life that I can.

    One of the newest of the Fledglings, a future Ranger, biltws awake at the long yowl of dispair.


    Without thought, or even concern for concequences that may result from his actuons, he slipped out of the den, his reddish, thick pelt a blur as he streaked out of camp and towards the noise.


    The scent of blood came to him like a wall, but he raced even faster because of the scent, bright green eyes wide and hackles raiaed.

    Name: Emberpaw
    Gender: tomcat
    Age: 7 moons
    Looks: slender, longlegged red tabby with shoet handsome fur and bright yellow eyes
    Relation: Older brother


    Name: Goldentail
    Gender: shecat
    Age: 33 moons
    Looks: pale brown tabby shecat with a scarred muzzle, and Green eyes
    Relation: mother (by blood, anti-clan so she cannot easily meet her mate and much less rhwir kits.)


    Im gonma make this plotful if you don't mind, by adding a ShadowClan cat be their morher

    Well, here I go~ using the code provided.



    Ishi watched from the window beside his door, peeking through the shutters at the approaching girl. Katheryn seemed just fine with staying in the forest.... That was excellent. She would more readily accept him,perhaps.


    The silverette moved away from the window and door, and began to redress himself, having been nude just moments ago. He changed to a white blouse with gold buttons, and white trousers as well. His hair, which reached to his shoulders, long, straight, he tied back with a black ribbon, and then popped open the first three buttons on his shirt, exposing his dark Bangali Indian skin on the frame of a Japanese descent man, obviously of a mix between the two... But he hid his true form well, only his brigjt uellow eyes betraying the natural silverette, and the unusual sharpness of his teeth