Posts by TM512413

[justify]Hello! I am TM. I joined WCRPG a while back in January of 2012 as dutchlover... but most of you probably knew me as Winter, if you knew me outside of the clans at all. You may also of known me as Lavapaw's roleplayer. Lavapaw would be Lavarocks by now, if I did my math correctly.

Anyways, the situation. I was kinda depressed and school was stressing me out, so I left. I tried to rejoin a couple of times, but it didn't work out. Plus, two days after school got out, my mother, my dog and I took a summer trip to TN, where my dad was working. I didn't bring my laptop, so I couldn't roleplay anyways. I just got home yesterday and I had an orthodontist appointment this morning.

So I'm gonna bring Lavarocks back, and only Lavarocks, 'cause he is my only former character who I can remember anything about. Anyways, the thing about only bringing back Lavarocks was a lie. I may or may not bring back Whirlpaw, Whitepaw, and/or Rippedkit.[/justify]

[justify]name ● lavarocks
age ● 12-moons-old
gender ● male
appearance ● spotted, dark red tabby with spring green colored eyes. thin and muscular, covered in scars.
personality ● charming, friendly, loyal, short-tempered, quick learner and sensitive.
history ● lavakit was born in the thunderclan nursery, along with his five other siblings. Their names were trailingkit, rebelkit, cinnamonkit, whispkit and insurgent. his mother was skyfeather and up until he was five and a half moons old, he thought his father was grizzlybear, the great huge bear who his mother was in love with. just before he was apprenticed, his mother told him that his father was a transgender from the elite. the young tomcat took it surprisingly well. then he was apprenticed to a cream tabby warrior.

no longer than two moons later, his kithood crush, coffeepaw, approached him after a drought of inactivity and said hi. lavapaw was shocked she even remembered him, but they began to chat and he soon learned she was expecting pinepaw, an apprentice in hawkclan's, kits. lavapaw felt a surge of jealousy. he didn't know why, he just did. not too long after their reunion, he asked coffeepaw to be his girlfriend. she said yes.

soon after this, lavapaw was severely wounded in his feline body, so he had to transfer to his beagle body. about half a moon later, lavapaw possessed a lynx body. an eurasian lynx to be exact. he spent about a moon in that before being murdered by a badger and possessing a lynx kitten from rushclan. not too long after he possessed the kitten, he found his feline body in the woods. all his memories came surging back and he returned to thunderclan in his feline body, but not before ditching the lynx and allowing its soul to return. he left a bit afterwards, mysteriously losing all of his powers and getting lost in the woods. not too long after this, he somehow found his way back to thunderclan and is ready to begin his new life as a warrior.[/justify]

[justify]Stumble, stumble, trip, fall. The red tabby picked himself off the ground, whimpering silently with every step. His front right paw was twisted at an awkward angle and there was a long gash in his side. Lavarocks winced, but kept stumbling forward, head on into the perilous undergrowth. A clearing up ahead called his name and he barreled on, collapsing in a heap of bloody fur. Lavarocks sniffed the ground, taking in the smell of warm ground and many different animals. He then knew he was home.

"Help!" he called out in hopes someone was around. His vision was growing fuzzy around the edges and he could barely raise to his feet.

"Someone help me! Skydreamer? Trailingpaw? Wildlife?" he called out again, naming the family members he was closest to. He stumbled and fell again, crying out in pain.

"Anyone?! Trailing? Wildlife? Skydreamer? M-morning?" he whimpered.[/justify]

[justify]ThunderClan.[/justify]

[justify]The confused wolf swayed on her paws, walking up and down the beach. She was drenched in sea water and covered in welts where she had been stung by who know's what. The names Ladypaw, Summerpaw and Risingpaw came to mind. As did the name Whitepaw, but she was pretty sure that was her name. She squinted and continued to paw down the beach. Water slapped at her paws and the hot sun dried her wet and uncomfortable fur.

"Uh, anyone out there? L-ladypaw? Summerpaw? Risingpaw? Uh, Archi?" the wolf barked, stopping her pacing and sitting down on the sand.

"Please? I don't know where I am or who I am. Ladypaw? Archi? Risingpaw? Summerpaw?" she continued on, speaking to the trees.[/justify]

[justify]"D-don't screech so loud. Who are you? I-I am Lavarocks," the wounded tabby mewed quietly towards the kitten. He blinked, attempting to rid his vision of the red dots and fuzzy stuff.[/justify]

[justify]"S-skydreamer is my mother. Wildlife is my adopted father," Lavarocks explained as calmly as he could manage with the amount of blood he had lost. He eyed the cheetah kitten warily. Big creatures had never been his favorite, except for Wildlife.

"I was lost, but I was born and raised in ThunderClan. I have not come to join, I have just returned to my clan," Lavarocks mewed patiently, his gaze blurred and fuzzy.[/justify]

[justify]A dark wolf tackled her and a tigress screeched. The white female was suddenly very confused and a bit terrified. She backed up, slipping out from underneath the darker wolf. She whimpered, completely and utterly confused. She knew none of these people, but than again, she didn't know herself.[/justify]

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Leslie is a young, 16-year-old girl, who lives underneath a bridge. Her parents abandoned her when she was real young, and a homeless woman known as Tammy raised her. Tammy died two years ago. Her only companions are two dogs, a golden retriever and a husky/German Shepard mix. Isabella and Winter. Then, one day, a guy who goes to the nearby college is walking down the street and sees Leslie there, sitting with her girls. He asks her where she's going, and she says no where. "Well, don't you gotta go home?" he says. No. Do you have a home? No. "Well, uh, wanna come with me?" No. Just get up and come on. No! And they get into this huge fight on the side of the road, until Bella runs down to the river. Leslie and the guy run down to catch her, but Leslie falls and hits her head, blacking out.

When she wakes up, she is at his house, and we wing it from there. So, this guy has to be around 17-22. Provide a picture and a brief description of his history.[/justify]

[justify]Mother? The snowy female squinted her sky blue colored eyes. This dark wolf was a male. How could it possibly be her mother? She backed up a foot or so more. No, no, these creatures were just playing with her mind. She didn't know who she was, but she knew these people weren't family. Or were they? The white canine shook her head, whimpering.[/justify]

[justify]She remembered the rock she fell onto and strong hands holding her. She remembered the sound of city traffic and mumbling in front of her. She remembered the clanging of a heavy door and the thud of a full bag. Leslie felt Winter's tongue on her face and she grinned, opening her eyes. Her vision was a little blurred, but she knew right away she was not under the bridge. The blond who had spoken to her before was here and it was warm. It was never warm under the bridge. She opened her mouth and began to scream.[/justify]

[justify]She saw the man with the spoon and flinched away. She rolled off the bed and got to her feet in a matter of seconds. Leslie stared at the guy with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. Winter growled at Alistair from the bed. Leslie rose a hand and the growling stopped. The young girl took a step back, terrified by the man.

"Why, what, you, huh? Why the hell am I here?" Leslie hissed through clenched teeth.[/justify]

[justify]Gender-swap? What were they talking about? She glanced at Dean and a memory edged its way into her mind. The sight of a dead feline and a German Shepherd.

"Tony," she whispered, suddenly remembering an ex-lover. Whitepaw, yes, that was her name.

"H-how do you know my name?" she stammered, eyeing the dark wolf.[/justify]

[justify]"Than why don't I remember anything about you? What's your name? How old am I? Where am I?" Whitepaw continued to bark on about, furrowing her imaginary brow.[/justify]

[justify]"You expect me to bathe in a stranger's house?! Besides, I don't 'bathe'. I take showers, because bathing involves soaking in your own filth," Leslie ranted, just wanting something to yell about.[/justify]

[justify]"I can drain it myself," Leslie said sourly, shouldering past him and leaning over the tub. She knew she shouldn't be acting so mean, but she hardly knew him and he had the audacity to bring her to his house and not just put her under her beloved bridge.[/justify]

[justify]Seeing the sight of this wolf nearly in tears made her heart melt. A few memories washed over the rock she had hid her head on, on the way back to TidalClan. The death of a beloved, having three sisters, a crush that ended in heartbreak. Jealousy towards a beloved, motherly love to the ones already dead, the hurt of a blunt object against her head. A dark kitten, death, reincarnation, friends, fear. Memories swirled around in her mind and she blinked, attempting to make sense of it all.

"Uh, was I ever anything else than a white wolf?" she asked, hoping the answer was no.[/justify]

[justify]Scowling at the door, she stripped down to her underwear and turned to the tub. It had finished draining and she turned on the shower head. Freezing water rained down and she shrunk away from the liquid. Turning it up, she waited a bit before stripping all the way down and climbing into the shower. Not too long later, about ten minutes later, she got out and wrapped herself in a towel.[/justify]

[justify]A few more memories. The smell of milk, warm, familiar bodies around her. Playing moss ball with her sister. The former BloodClanner who helped save Tony.

"I-I think I remember you," she said softly to Corry.[/justify]

[justify]Lavarocks -- 12 moons -- Red tabby -- Male -- TC
Whitepaw -- 8 moons -- White wolf -- Female -- TiC
Smokypaw -- 6 moons -- Brown tabby -- Male -- SkyC
Grapecub Osiris -- 4 moons -- Snow leopard -- Female -- SC

Leslie May Fisher -- 16 years -- Brunette -- Female

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