Posts by 11Vnessa

Sullivan's heart pounded as he pelted away from the Humans' house. He had been prisoner there for a long time, and he had lost count of the seasons that had past. The Humans had caught him when he was a kit, and they had killed his mother along with his two siblings as the human child carried him away. Sullivan ran faster, scared that the humans were close behind him. He had to hide somewhere, but this open field was sparse of good hiding places. His white flame-point fur stood out against the green summer grass.

He was running out of choices. The sun was setting, and his stomach rumbled with hunger, anxiety, and pure uncanny terror. He didn't know where he was, and was far away from the human house/prison for cats so he couldn't turn back now. But soon as he ran until sundown, he collapsed from exhaustion, his white fur now muddy and brown. His paws were bleeding from sandburs. He let his eyes close, thinking to himself. I got away. At least if I die, I am a free cat.

Juniperkit padded into the den, looking around. She licked her sorrel fur then looked at Toadfoot. "Toadfoot, can I go with you to collect herbs later? Nobody else will take me out and I know im too young but if im with you I might be able to go-" Her sentence was stopped by a fit of coughing. She ducked her head and did her best to hide her coughing.

Sullivan jolted awake. A strange cat he didn't know was in front of him. He jumped to his paws, only to collapse again. "Please, Please don't torture me, just kill me fast. I've suffered enough for one lifetime." His voice was raspy and tired. He knew he was done for.

Sullivan relaxed a little, but kept his claws unsheathed. "You mean, your not a cat? I didn't know there was other creatures besides cats and humans. My name is Sullivan, by the way."

"Are you sure they will welcome me.... I don't have the strength to defend myself anymore if they don't like me." Sullivan slowly got to his feet, his legs trembling. His red collar was choking him, but he knew if he tried to get it off it was only going to get tighter.

"Well, I guess I could." Sullivan meowed, thinking out loud. "How far is it.... the Windclan place?"

"Thank you, Hibiscus. Its a pleasure to meet you." Sullivan purred. "But, just to ask, is windclan cats like me, or are they some strange creatures I don't know yet?"

Sullivan's eyes widened. Maybe I have found a better place to live. "I couldn't thank you enough, Hibiscus. Would you mind showing me the way?"

He limped after Hibiscus, his now brown fur smelling of wind and gorse. This is it. My new life starts now.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, both of you" Sullivan mewed. He looked around. "So this is windclan. It's bigger then I imagined."

Sullivan let out a sigh of relief. He looked down at his muddy brown fur. " Would you happen to have a pond nearby, or perhaps a river?" He meowed. "It seems that I have gotten a bit dirty."

Traits: I am a a short pelted tom with mysterious eyes and a very long tail. I have a big ego and think I'm better than others, but I am loyal to the Warrior Code to the very end.

History: When I was a kit our mother fell in love with a rogue tom and started seeing him in secret. Our father left to hunt him down. He did, and killed the rogue. Our mother never forgave him for this and she never came back to our Clan. I never saw her again. I was told that she had been killed by a coyote, and I only learnt the truth later.

Traits: I am a a soft-pelted tom with exotic-looking eyes and a limp of the right front leg. I am always worrying about anything and everything, but I never tell a lie.

History: When I was a kit our mother fell in love with a rogue tom and started seeing him in secret. Our father left to hunt him down. He did, and killed the rogue. Our mother never forgave him for this and she never came back to our Clan. I never saw her again. I was told that she had been killed by a coyote, and I only learnt the truth later.

Traits: I am a a fluffy she-cat with mellow eyes and youthful, kit-like features. I am restless and cannot stand or sit still, but I am smart and clever.

History: I was born the runt of my litter. I've had a hard time keeping up with the other kits.

The small she-cat, the runt of the litter, squealed as her mother lapped at her white fur. Her tiny paws fumbled to find the ground as she attempted to crawl blindly back to the comfort of her brother's and sisters.

Traits: I am a a long pelted she-cat with mysterious eyes that are slightly crossed. I tend to get in trouble a lot, but I am a good fighter.

History: My brother was killed by a cat from No Clan. I will have revenge one day.

Ivykit mewed in amazement as stars dashed and glittered above her. She always loved the stars, and today they were brilliant.

Ivykit wobbled to her feet and blinked open her eyes. She flicked the long white fur out of her eyes and padded to sit next to Hawkkit.

ooc: My kit is a she-cat with sea green eyes, long whitish gray fur, and she is the runt of the litter. She is naïve and shy, but is a very good at fighting due to her small compact size.

Ivykit yawned and licked her paw. Then she looked at her brothers Bitkit and Hawkit with envy. "Mother, why am I so small? The other kits are so big, but I am half their size. I am never going to be a good warrior, I probably won't even be able to kill a squirrel!" Tears filled Ivykit's eyes. She knew that her siblings looked down on her, like she was a lesser individual.

(I know, I meant Hawkkit, and if there is going to be other rper's :3)