Character Name: Dimlight
Gender: She-cat
Clan{if any}: ShadowClan
Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Warrior
Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): A pitch black she-cat with perfect slit green eyes and a long graceful tail.
Personality: She is very sly and sneaky. She doesn't trust anyone but herself, and often talks to herself, so that she seams to others as crazy.
History(Not needed):
Dimlight slowly opened her eyes and blinked. She saw the comforting sight of the warrior's den around her and almost went back to sleep. Then the glaring light of the sun entered the den and she squinted, hissing in annoyance. She sighed, supposing that she could find someone to talk to today other than herself. But she felt uncomfortable looking at all the other cats. How should she start a conversation.
She shook her head. Talking to others wasn't one of her best traits. She couldn't seem to trust anyone even enough to talk to them anymore. Talking meant you had to trust the cat talking to you not to stab you in the back as you turn away. That always seemed to happen over and over again in her mind. No, she couldn't talk to anyone. Not after what happened with her old mate, Bloodlight.
"Mouse-brain," she cursed at herself quietly as she remembered the tom she used to love. Nothing like love could ever happen to her again. She just didn't feel it. She found that she couldn't feel anything much like love. No happiness, no joy. Just the everlasting pain of the glass splinter of betrayal digging it's way further into her heart. Her green eyes blinked into accusing slits. She curled up again trying to blink the burning light of the sun out of her eyes, but it was still there, burning under her eyelids until it burned so much she started to cry.
Name of Cat: Twilight
Rank: Healer
Gender: Tom
Mate: none
Kits: none
Appearance: He is a dusky brown tabby tom with a white chest and chin. He has bright amber eyes that seem to flick colors sometimes.
Personality: He is kind, but sometimes stern. He only wants to do whats right.
I'll go to the thread then.
Blurne watched the she-cat with glittering blue eyes. She had no idea he was looking right at her. He could tell she wasn't used to traveling alone. He shifted his claws a bit to be more comfortable, and a few leaves fell out of the tree he was sitting in. He hissed silently to himself. Hopefully she would just think it was the steady calm wind that was drifting lazily through the trees behind him, ruffling his dark gray fur and sending his sent away from her. He hoped she didn't see him, he wanted to watch her a little longer, he wanted to know if he would be a threat in his small patch of the forest. It wasn't large enough to share with a cat that was used to a group life.
As she moved around the forest floor below him, he jumped silently from branch to branch to see if she would soon exit his territory.
Twilight stood calmly in the middle of the Sun Grove with his eyes squinted. He watched the patrol leave with his expression vacant. He wondered if he should be doing anything. He slowly walked up to Brightsun. "How can I help?"
The she-cat was troubled. Blurne could tell. He opened his mouth and let her sent drift towards her. Something was up. Was she overfed, or something else? Blurne frowned. She would have to stop soon either way, and he couldn't have her in his territory.
Twilight nodded. "I have all the usual herbs, such as poppy seeds and chamomile." he said. "I am low on yarrow though," he said.
OOC- thanks, I've got a larger list, but some of those aren't on it.
Twilight nodded. "If you could send a cat or two to look for some that would be helpful."
Twilight nodded. "Thank you."
Blurne watched as she quickened her pace and nodded with respect. Perhaps she wasn't as ignorant as he had supposed she was. He jumped ahead of her to watch her leave. Suddenly he scented a strange, but familiar scent on the breeze. Fox?!?! Now his hackles raised as he watched her leave. She was walking right to the fox. Idiot.
Tingedpaw strutted in and looked around with scorn. "Hello," he said lifting his chin as he walked past them. As he passed the tom, he gave Whitepaw a glare then ignored them.
OOC-
Name: Flareblaze
Gender: Tom
Age: 28 moons
Rank: Deputy? If not warrior
Appearance: a ginger tabby tom with blue eyes
Personality: Quick to act and an excellent fighter.
History: he doesn't like to speak of it.
IC- the wind blew
Character Name: Blurne
Gender: Tom
Clan{if any}: Rogue
Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Rogue
Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): He is a dark gray tabby tom with amber slits for eyes. One of his feet is white and so is his chin.
Personality: He is very territorial, for is little tiny piece of the forest far away from the clans. But he is very generous and will do anything for anyone in need.
History(Not needed):
OOC- Flareblaze will be watching camp.
Flareblaze looked around the small camp that was MappleClan. He waited for his leader and Angelheart to come back.
Blurne hissed as he launched himself down from the trees and landed straight on the fox's ugly muzzle. He sank his claws into the face of the beast as he struggled to hold on. The fox whipped him back and worth in a desperate frenzy to get the crazy cat off his face. The scrawny tom wouldn't let go. He dropped his back legs, only to bring them up and kick at the fox's eyes. The fox screeched and Blurne jumped off to land in front of Dovewing. He panted, his sides bloody from his own blood and the fox's.
"Run mouse-brain," he hissed to Dovewing. "And get out of my territory before you have something to be scared of." anyone could tell this cat wasn't scared. Fox's didn't scare him. The glint you saw in his eyes was not of fear, but of excitement. As the fox struggled to stand, Blurne hissed, edging it on. There would be no mouse-brained foxes or she-cats in his territory.
Flareblaze had just put the food on the pile when he heard his leader's cry. He ran over, hackles raised. "What's the matter?" he asked Angelheart.
Username: TheSquirrel101
Kit name: Smokekit
Kit number: 1
Appearence: A black tabby with white paws and violet eyes.
Personality: He is a very good big brother and will do anything for his youngest sibling.
Future Plots?: He gives his life to save the youngest (?)
Flareblaze got there in time to see his leader being swept to her death.
He growled to Angelheart. "Take care of the kit." he dove in after his leader, he strong kicks taking her closer to her, but she was nearing the rock.
you crossed off the wrong one, I chose the last appearance.
