OOC:I said in my last post that I'm gonna let my brother take over. He has a account here as well. And that was his username above. He roleplays males/toms/boys better then I can so I'm gonna let him rp Mr.Blakes.
Posts by {~Rel!c+Moon~}
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"Oh! So for the last few days I've been sitting at the entrance like a nut?" He chuckled softly and smiled back at her. He gazed at the main entrance again. -
Both Accepted!! Oh and yes, she can be here since kithood!!
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OOC:Thats beautiful!
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•Streamstar
She smiled and said, "Go and join the patrol Blackriver is putting together."•Bluewave
"Sure Blackriver!" then he turned and smirked at his apprentice, "We shall go on a Hunting Patrol!!" he said in a playful tone.•Arrowpaw
"Yes sir!" he crouched down then lunged at his mentor. -
Character Name:Celtickit
Gender:She-Cat
Clan:Windclan
Rank:Kit
Appearance:
A long-legged windclan born she-cat. She has pure white fur except for faded unique stripes on her back legs. She has a nice slim uppper body. And her eyes are golden green colored with golden amber specks near the rim and inside of the iris's.
Personality:Celtickit is a stubborn but nice kit. She is helpful when she wants to be and rude when she can be. Her attitude is one of a badger, calm one minute but angry the next. But shes not stupid, shes knows when she can't win a fight. And when to keep her mouth shut.
History:She was born and raised in Windclan. -
Thank you!
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Ooc:Thats okay!
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Streamstar
She watched while the large patrol left.Bluewave
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Celtickit padded into the nersury her fur stuck with clumps of wet moss. She shook her fur and said stretching, "So whats going on?: She closed her eyes then opened them. She was at the age of 3 1/2 moons and was average sized for her age. Her white fur rippled with excitment of something to do next.
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She sat and said, "Hello Haven...I'm Celtickit. Suprisngly I've never seen any of you before....maybe thats because I'm always outside of the den." She shrugged. And she was sometimes outside of the camp...but she wasn't gonna admit that. Celtickit licked her white front paws. The faded black unique markings on her back legs could be seen as she sat down.
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Username:{~Rel!c+Moon~}
Link(s): http://blogs.dallasobserver.com/dc9/kitten.jpg
Text:Celtickit
Sub-text:My temper is as short as my fur.
Type Of Graphic:Siggie
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"Yes I'am." She said answering the cat with the strange name's question. But she stood and followed her to the other she-cat. Her eyes wandered around the nersury and to the toms. They looked like they were up to something...but then her eyes go back to the other she-kit.
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Celtickit sat alone in the nersury. Once again she had been caught outside of the camp barriers chasing a butterfly on the marsh land of the Shadowclan territory. She sighed in exaperation, at 3 1/2 moons old she was abandoned by her parents. Well she says abandoned but others say that they were taken by Two-legs. She didn't really know what to believe except thats he was alone, and luckly she wasn't a half-clan born cat or a loner kit brought to the clan. Her blood was pure Windclan.
Her Bio: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/comp…twindclanss-187064.0.html
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"I'm Celtickit." She said to Inkkit. Then she looked at Haven and said, "Easy. I feel like I'm apart of the clan and the clan is apart of me." She shrugged and then mentioned, "Both of my parents were Windclan...but well...they were taken by Two-Legs as far as I've heard. One day my mother left to hunt with my father and they never came back." She grinned and asked Inkkit. "Are you full Windclan?"
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"Whats wrong?" She looked at Inkkit confused a bit..
Ooc:Lets flood Lightning some more...this is what he gets for wanting to Troll my charrie!
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"I'm 3 1/2 Moons." She answered. Then she looked at Lightningkit and she said, "Nothing about you thats for sure...who are you?" She asked him, wondering what the calico's name is.
Ooc:This is her Bio btw: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/comp…twindclanss-187064.0.html
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She sat up quickly again and said, "We could make our own flock!! We could like help other confused kids like me who have been gneticly altered." Altaira smiled.
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Celtickit was alittle hit more then lost so she kinda scooted away from the two she-kits a bit. She looked at Ligtningkit and Swiftkit. Her eyes avoided Shykit. She knew that if she looked she would help. Then she heard a soft sigh and she stood and padded towards ligtningkit, "Hey what's your deal?" she asked. He was atleast half a moon older no less. "There is no superior mind in the nersury! Were all kits for starclan sake, the onlys one were suppose to listen to are warriors and up..." she said a hard look in her glare.
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Ooc:Recap??
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"Cool!" she said standing and stretching. Then she stopped in mid-stretch. "Dang. How are we suppose to make a flock though?" Altair said questioningly.