Hi there! I'm new, I usually go by the name Katsumi but I thought I'd have a more fitting name since so many of your usernames are warrior name.
I like Warriors (of course), RPing, pocky, drawing, Bleach, Ouran Host Club, writing and more!
I love the warriors series and my favourite character is Graystripe!
So hi! c:
Cat's Name: Blossompaw
Cat's Age: Eight Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: Riverclan
Position: Apprentice
Appearance: <blockquote>Blossompaw is quite a large she-cat for her age and compared to her denmates she looks quite plump. She is mainly a pale tabby colour apart from her chest, belly, paws, front legs and part of her face. She has green eyes with black pupils and her nose is a place pink. Her fur is a medium length and very smooth and silky to the touch. </blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Blossompaw can sometimes be percieved as shy because she feels very nervous when talking to higher ranked members of the clan. She doesn't act competetive but she likes to be aknowledged when she does something well. She obeys without question and listens to everything her mentor says carefully before attempting it. She concentrates very hard because she wants to serve her clan as best she can. She like to be close to other cats and is generally very friendly to everyone. She doesn't like to see other cats unhappy and will always stand up for her friends. Blossompaw is also very curious and patient. She is very caring and loves kits. She wants to have kits of her own one day.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Her mother, Moonpetal was pregant at a young age and she didn't reveal to anybody who the father was. Nobody questioned this of course, because if she-cats don't want to tell others who the father of their kits is, they don't have to. One cold, windy night Moonpetal gave birth to two kits. She died whilst kitting but before she died said she wanted her kits to be called Acornkit and Blossomkit. Acornkit was so weak he didn't even live through the night but Blossomkit survived. Blossomkit was cared for by another queen as a queen but it was very difficult to explain to her why she didn't have her own mother, or why they did not know who her father was. It was a very difficult explanation for a kit. Blossomkit lived a relativley safe and sensible life in the nursery. She never tried to escape because she knew that she would soon be an apprentice and would have all the time she liked to explore to world around her. She has also always had the greatest respect for the higher ranked members of the clan. Although she now fully understands how her mother died and why nobody knows who her father is she still desperatley wants to find out more about her family. As she grows older her curiosity grows too and she wonders if she will ever discover who her father is.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>A small pink nose poked out from the apprentices den. Blossompaw sniffed the air inquisitivley; something was different. She stepped outside but jumped back suddenly as she felt cold on her pads. The whole camp was covered in a white blanket. "Snow." Blossompaw murmered in amazement, remembering a story the elders told her as a kit. She ventured a paw nervously into the snow. It felt crunchy and cold under her paw but once she had put a little more weight down it felt harder and more compacted. She walked forward a little and found the the snow supported her entire weight. She bent her head slightly and licked the snow, wondering what it tasted like. It tasted just like water but only colder. Her pads begain to feel numb with the cold but she was too curious to turn back now. She took a few more paces forward but suddenly she sank deeper into the snow. She darted back to the apprentices den and sat just outside were there was no snow. She began to groom her tail and waited patiently for her mentor.</blockquote>Codeword: ~edited out~ by Piney
Comments/Other: <blockquote>Nothing C:</blockquote>
Thanks C:
I started writing a little warriors fanfic a while ago but I've not wrote much more of it for a while...
No we're not the same person.
I'm new here and I have just created a cat (Blossompaw).
I wrote in her bio that she has lived in RiverClan forever and that her mother died while kitting, so is it ok if I just make it seem like she has been there all along?
Also, how does she get given a mentor because she is eight moons so would have already had her ceremony?
Sorry if I sound a bit n00bish and thanks in advance! ;)
I've just noticed that while I was having a look around. *shot*
Thanks anyway! C:
Apprentices needing Mentors:
RC: Blossompaw is a large pale tabby and white coloured she-cat. She is very patient and caring. Blossompaw listens very closely and tries her best at everything. She is also quite curious and loves to learn new things.
Here's her bio: http://warriorcatsarpg.proboards49.com/index.cgi?board=acceptedrcats&action=display&thread=18920
TC: Bumblepaw is a sweet and caring little she-cat. She is friendly and polite. She can seem quite naive. Bumblepaw also likes to learn and listens to orders.
Here's her bio: http://warriorcatsarpg.proboards49.com/index.cgi?board=acceptedtbios&action=display&thread=19262&page=1
Mentor wanting apprentice:
SC: Shadetooth is good-humoured and friendly but can be a little sarcastic. She's likes to chat and doesn't like being lonely. She also very brave.
Here's her bio: http://warriorcatsarpg.proboards49.com/index.cgi?board=acceptedshcats&action=display&thread=19039
No RP sample required, but I would like the cats to be quite active.
Blossompaw walked in carrying a small fish between her jaws. She nodded at the other apprentices and observed them fighting for a moment before carrying on. She sat down, placed the fish on the floor and let out a small yawn. She felt tired, even though she hadn't been doing much that day. The fish scent was enticing so she bent her neck and took a bite.
Cat's Name: Shadetooth
Cat's Age: 23 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: ShadowClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: <blockquote>Gorgeous black she-cat with blue eyes that always seem to gleam. Her fur is a little long, and her claws are deadly sharp. Her nose is only a little lighter than her fur and her entire pelt is jet black. She is so dark that she blends into shadows and is very good at sneaking around at night. She is quite slender which makes her a good runner. </blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Very curious, always likes to know everything that is going on. She is very chatty and hates being alone. Some short-tempered cats think she is quite annoying because of this but she doesn't really care. She can be very naive at times but would die for her Clan. She is also extremely brave, which some people perceive as extremely foolish. Shadetooth is a competitive cat but if she loses she'll probably squirm her way out of humiliation by a witty comment. She doesn't care where a cat comes from, it's what they are like that counts with her. She can also make some sarcatic comments but is usually good-humoured and friendly.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Her mother was the oldest queen in the nursery when she gave birth to Shadetooth. She was a single kit so she had no brothers or sisters to play with. Her mothers milk never came and she was given to a younger queen to be cared for. Her mother moved to the elders den because she was too old to carry on being a queen. More kits were born and Shadetooth had plenty of kits to play with. Then her mother devolped blackcough and couldn't be saved. She died overnight. Shadetooth was upset but not as much as any other kit would be if their mother died because she hardly knew her. She became an apprentice and used to love going out on hunting mission with her father. Her father was a senior warrior and not an elder like her mother because he was younger. One day a badger was spotted on ShadowClan territory and her father was slain by it. She wouldn't eat for days, she just sat staring into space. She pulled herself together with some caring words for her mentor and trained as hard as she could to she her dead parent that she was going to be the best daughter they could have wished for. She became a warrior and now she is still determined to serve her clan a best she can.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote></blockquote>Codeword:
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Oooops, soory :s
*edits*
Oooooo, this looks interesting :3
Username: Blossompelt
Cat's Name: Amaya (Ah-may-ah)
Position Wanted: Beauty
RP sample:
The dark-pelted she-cat slinked through the trees with ease, seeking the scent of prey. Her nose never failed her and, as expected, she spotted a mouse nibbling a seed under the safety of a small birch tree. Amaya dropped into a hunting crouch and advanced towards the mouse, being extremely careful not to make it aware of her presence. As she prepared to pounce she heard the snap of a twig from somewhere behind her. The mouse scuttled away, startled by the sudden noise. Amaya leaped after it but it soon disappeared. She opened her mouth slightly to get the scent of what it was that had made her lose her prey, she recognised it immediately. "Kittypet!" She spat. She turned around and prowled over to the bush behind which her stalker was sat. She shook the bush viscously and yowled, "Hey, kittypet! Come out! I need some payback for you making me lose my dinner!" A bewildered brown tom stepped out, "I'm sorry. Can't you get another one? There must be lots around here." Amaya hit the kittypet over the head sharply with one paw. "You don't get it, do you?" Amaya hissed impatiently, "It is leaf-bare and every last scrap of food I can find I need. Most of my prey has taken to their burrows and anything still out is skinny. You wouldn't understand you fat little kittypet! All you do is sit at home eating your food pellets and mewling for your precious twolegs whenever anything’s wrong, it's pathetic." The kittypet looked truly offended, "Look, I'm really sorry..."
"Sorry, doesn't cut it kittypet." Amaya growled with growing annoyance, "I need food!"
"I could take you to my home, I'm sure my twolegs would be more than happy to-"
"No! I won't eat your rabbit droppings! Just leave me alone and stop following me!"
The kittypet saunted back towards his nest with his tail drooping and Amaya continued through the shadows trying to find any signs of prey.
I need a Shadowclan tom for Shadetooth and a Riverclan tom for Blossompaw.
Blossompaw can sometimes be a bit quiet and shy but she is still a very caring and considerate she-cat. She is friendly and talks more to cats she is close to. She has a great respect for clan leaders and obeys every command.
Bio: http://warriorcatsarpg.proboards49.com/index.cgi?board=acceptedrcats&action=display&thread=18920
Shadetooth is curious and chatty and doesn't like being left alone. She is friendly and brave but can sometimes be a bit sarcastic. For the most part, she is nice to be around.
Bio: http://warriorcatsarpg.proboards49.com/index.cgi?board=acceptedshcats&action=display&thread=19039
RP examples aren't needed but I would like their mates to be active. I'm new here but I'm going to be as active as I can so don't get put off. ;)
I was just thinking, is it possible for apprentices to become pregnant?
Thanks for accepting! c: And I think she will be anti-clan given her hostile personality.
*Goes to make bio*
Cat's Name: Amaya
Cat's Age: Nine Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: Loner
Position: Loner
Appearance: <blockquote>Amaya is a sleek she-cat with a glistening black pelt. Her pelt is short but it still manages to conceal multiple scars from many battles. Amaya's nose is as dark as her fur and her eyes are are a dark green colour. She has long legs and deadly claws (which match her temper). Her front left paw is white and really stands out next to her dark body. Amaya is a capable hunter and a good fighter (she's had enough experience).</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Some cats call her 'fiery' but that's just putting it lightly.
Amaya is a ferocious she-cat who isn't afraid to get into battle even if it ultimatley won't benefit her. She will insult whoever she likes and couldn't care less about how they felt. Amaya frequently upsets people without even realising it. She hates kittypets and thinks that they are a disgrace to cats everywhere (which is a bit ironic seeing as she has kittypet blood in her, though she doesn't admit it). Amaya acts like she doesn't have a heart and is completley merciless to other cats. She revenges anyone who has done her wrong.
She also enjoys tricking cats she meets by acting polite and generous but she is only ever tricking them.
In her heart she wants to have kits one day but with her attitude, it seems unlikely, she scares away most cats who come near her.
Maybe one day she will change her ways.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>One cold night a heavily pregnant loner strayed onto Thunderclan territory. Her name was Aymee. She needed shelter and, following the scent trail of other cats, stumbled upon their camp. Most cats wanted to turn her away into the night but some queens would not let this happen. Reluctantly they led her into the nursery to rest. She kitted there and two kits were born. One healthy and the other weak. They lived there safely and Amaya (the healthy kit) grew stronger. That wasn't her name then though, her name was Nightkit. Aymee was very weak, so was one of the kits but Amaya wanted to know more about her family and persisted on asking her mother about her father. One day Aymee told Amaya all about her father and she was shocked to hear he was a kittypet! Soon after her mother died. Amaya sat in the nursery watching her puny brother mewl and thinking about her humiliating father. It's pathetic!, she thought and with her little head confused with all these thoughts she left the camp. She had nothing to stay there for. No family. No friends. No life. She scrounged in the twolegplace for food and got into many fights with cats. It toughened her up a lot. She met a group of cats and now she travels with them, mainly because she believes of safety in numbers.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote></blockquote>Codeword:
Comments/Other: <blockquote>The reason why I made her so great in appearence is for a plot. She is really beautiful but with a horrible personality.</blockquote>
Thanks for clearing that up.
*pm'd*
Private Messaged C:
Blossompaw returned to camp with a sparrow dangling from her jaws, holding her head triumphantly, it had been quite difficult to catch so she was very proud of it. She wasn't really hungry despite the delicious prey scent.
She placed the sparrow onto the fresh kill pile and sat down beside it to lick her forepaw. Stifling a yawn she looked around to see who else was in camp.
"Thanks," Blossompaw stared back into his eyes, suddenly feeling a little shy, "I'm Blossompaw, it's nice to meet you too." What should I say now? Blossompaw panicked, no wanting to make herself seem mouse-brained infront of a handsome tom. "So, what have you been doing today?"
