May I have Larkspring, please?
Posts by emberheart
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Name: Larkspring
Gender: She-cat
Clan: ThunderClan
Position: warrior
Appearance: Unfinished
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Cat's Name: Heatherpelt
Cat's Age: One Year
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: SunClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: <blockquote>Heatherpelt has a light-brown pelt. She has brilliant liquid-hazel eyes. She is a shorthaired cat. Heatherpelt has a slim belly and build. She is agile and has strong but slight muscles.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Heatherpelt is an extrovert. She is always being friendly. Most cats love to be around her, because she is so encouraging. She would like to be a medicine cat, but the medicine cat in her clan already has an apprentice. This is one of the only thoughts that makes her sad. The rest of the time, she is perky, and happy as a bird. She is not very ambitious, but she loves to help her clan. Her dream is to help them win a battle someday, and to give them litter after litter of healthy kits.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Heatherpelt's life has been a happy one. Her mother, Sunflower, is a kittypet. Her father, Harespeed, is a loner. Heatherpelt inherited her agility from her father and her happiness from her mother. Heatherpelt found Embersong when she was an apprentice, and Embersong told her about the clans. Heatherpelt liked what she heard and left her kittypet home to come find Sunclan. Both of her parents are alive, and Sunflower is thinking of joining Sunclan with Heatherpelt. Heatherpelt had two sisters, Blaze and Amber, but they were both sold away to other Twolegs. This is the only one of two thoughts that makes Heatherpelt sad. The other is her "non-medicine-cat-ship". But she has given up that dream. Her father, Harespeed, taught her to hunt and she is excellent.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>See Embersong</blockquote>Codeword: See Embersong
Comments/Other: <blockquote>You all may be seeing Sunflower soon!</blockquote> -
My favorites are Mothwing, Willowpaw, and Spottedleaf. I like Mothwing because she works so hard at keeping her "non-Starclan" thing secret. I like Willowpaw because she's from Riverclan. Sorry, TC lovers, but RC is best. And I LOOOVE Spottedleaf. She's... just... her story is sad. I sympathize w/ her. And I like Firestar, too. So.... fav med cats!
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Done! Everything else good?
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Cat's Name: Darkflower
Cat's Age: one year and one season
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: SnowClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: <blockquote>Darkflower is a dark-brown cat with a cream underbelly. Her tail is long and rather plumy. Her eyes are a dull amber. She is a tiny bit stocky, but still agile enough to be the best hunter in her family.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Darkflower is a loving, emotional cat. Her life is driven by honor, respect for the warrior code, and love for her father. She is a dreamer, usually dreaming of what her mother looked like and her warm, milky scent. She also thinks of what it would be like to live with her brothers, but never thinks of running away. When she's not dreaming, she's practicing new hunting and fighting moves. Darkflower has absolutely no ambition to be deputy, leader, or medicine cat. She is content with her life as a wonderful hunter. She makes friends relatively easily, especially if her father introduces her to a cat, because she fully respects his friend choice. </blockquote>History: <blockquote>Darkflower's mother, Birdwing, was from SunClan and looked just like Darkflower. Her father, Ashtail, was all gray and from SnowClan. Birdwing was one of the best senior warriors in SunClan, but all the other cats knew that she loved no cat in SunClan. She had told them herself. So when she became pregnant, she fled, following a stream, and waited far, far away until her kits were born. She stayed there until her kits were three moons old. One was Darkkit, one was Fierykit, and one was Volekit. Then they all traveled back together. Meanwhile, Ashtail was driven nearly mad with worry for Birdwing, for she had not told him when she left. One day he went looking for her, and he found her half-dead with the three kits and knew exactly what had happened. He took his three kits to SnowClan, then brought his mate some fresh-kill and helped her back to SunClan. The cats in her clan figured out what had happened, and she was forbidden to see him again. The SunClan cats also hated the kits for taking away their senior warrior, so they willingly gave them to SnowClan. Birdwing died of grief for her mate and three kits. Darkflower cannot remember her mother. Her brothers both ran away to live where they were born. They are enjoying a happy life. Ashtail is an elder now, and Darkflower loves him dearly. He was also her mentor, so she loves him doubly, and triply, because he is the last of her kin.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>See Embersong</blockquote>Codeword: See Embersong
Comments/Other: <blockquote>Maybe I'll make Ashtail. </blockquote> -
Did it! Now, can she be accepted?
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Need a bio made? Post name (or I can make it up), age (or I can make it up), gender (this is YOUR decision), appearance (again, I can make this up), and major details, such as scars, parent names, personality, etc., but I can make that up too.
I AM SORRY, BUT I REFUSE TO DO KITS. I'LL DO APPRENTICES, WARRIORS, LONERS, ROGUES, KITTYPETS, YOU NAME IT, ANYTHING BUT KITS.
SORRY OCEANQUEEN.
Waiting list:
1: Floweh's Flickersong
2: Scourge's Smalldash
3: Wildstar's Dustclaw
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I'll take Huntkit. If she's available.
Embersong stalked the plump squirrel. It would be a good kill to feed the elders. Embersong's foot cracked a twig, and she hissed as the squirrel ran away. Hunting was her favorite thing in life, since she knew she was helping her clan. She padded off in search for other prey.
Good enough?
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I don't like Firestar at all. I hope his killing is gruesome. He is a "golden boy". He NEVER messes up! He's too perfect! Brambleclaw would make the best leader EVER. Besides, Squirrelflight and him deserve it!
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I think that Lionblaze is SquirrelxBramble and Hollyleaf and Jayfeather are CrowxLeaf. I read that somewhere, and it sounded right. I mean, where would they get gray and black from if they were from two darkbrown tabbies and three gingers and a gold? (Tigerstar Brambleclaw, Firestar Sandstorm Squirrelflight, Goldenflower)
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Soooo... Darkflower is ready to go?
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No it's not, just something I thought would look good. I'll change it.
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Name: Uma
Age: 4 moons (sorry, but she can't have had a very interesting life or personality at 2 moons)
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: Loner
Appearance: Uma is a small brown-and-ginger tortoiseshell kit. Her forehead, belly, and back paws are white; her forepaws are white with ginger stripes. She has milky, dark-blue eyes. She has a scar on her belly. Her back leg is crippled.
Personality: Uma is sweet and kindhearted. She can't bear to see anyone hurt. She is a mute, and this doesn't trouble her much, because she is a loner. When she does meet cats, she likes to make friends, especially with other kits. She can sense other cats' feelings, and even though she cannot speak, she comforts them by gestures, and cats like her for this. Uma has a crippled back leg, so she mainly survives out of Twoleg gardens. She does know how to hunt, though, from watching other cats. Even though a lot of circumstances could bring her down, she is usually very happy.
History: Uma has always sort of felt like an outcast because she cannot speak; however, she makes the best of all situations, including her early separation from her kittypet parents, who are unkown. She was separated from them to be sold away to different Twolegs. They abused her badly. They threw things at her, held her in the air by one leg or her tail, and other abominable acts. This is how she got her scar and her crippled back leg. She hobbled away one night from pure fear when she was three moons old and has been living the life of a loner ever since. She lives in a rock hollow next to a stream, and many cats come by the stream. Most cats like her, young and old, because she can always make them feel better. Once, she met a cat named Charcoal, another loner, on a day when she was about to kill herself. He encouraged her, and he is her best friend. He comes to check on her every day, and he hunts for her. When she gets older, he will teach her to hunt.
Role play sample: since you already have tons of characters, I imagine you don't need this.
Codeword: Same as above.
If you don't like this, post again and I'll modify it.
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I hate Thunderclan. Riverclan rocks. You know why? Something bad is always happening to Riverclan. The Twolegs. The poison. The flood. If something bad happens to Thunderclan, it's like nothing ever happened! The fire? They moved right back into camp, like, the next day or something. They never had trouble with Twolegs until the New Prophecy book 1 epilogue. They've never been driven out of anywhere. They weren't overtaken by Bloodclan or Tigerstar's clan. The only major bad thing that ever happened was the dogs! And then only, like, 3 cats died, but Bluestar takes over 9 cats, so 12 cats died. Riverclan rules also, because Leopardstar is a she-cat, and Mistyfoot is her deputy. WindClan comes in second, then Shadowclan, and BOOHOO Thunder.
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They'll be amber, just please stop fighting!
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No, but I plan on making him, and wildstar, I will get to you tomorrow or Sauturday sometime.
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Name: Frostheart
Age: one year, one season, one moon
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: Thunderclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: Frostheart is a long-furred cat. She is pure white. Her eyes are a milky dark-blue. Her tail fur is plumy and beautiful. She has a slim, muscular physique.
Personality: Frostheart is sweet and kind. She is also gentle and motherly, and doesn't like to see cats hurt. She loves kits, but, as of yet, has not been a mentor. She does not want to be in power as deputy or leader. She always needs companionhip, and can't really bear to be alone. She isn't very good at fighting; she just can't bear to see cats that she hurt. Frostheart is earnestly looking for a mate to be with forever. She thinks she would be a great mother.
History: Frostheart had a fun, lighthearted kithood. She had two siblings, Brackenkit and Larkkit, who were very nice and she loved them dearly. Her early apprenticeship was fun for her too. But one day, when she was eight moons old, her mother Snowtail, Brackenpaw and Larkpaw went across the old Thunderpath to get some fresh water for the clan. They didn't pay attention, because no one had seen a monster on the old Thunderpath yet. They weren't looking, and a HUGE monster came out of nowhere and hit them. A Thunderclan patrol found them and brought them back. The medicine cat couldn't do anything for them. When Frostpaw and her father, Hawkclaw, saw them, they were inconsolable. Frostpaw was allowed to stop training, and Hawkclaw was relived from duties, and they grieved together. One day, in the same moon, Hawkclaw was hunting to try and vent his anger at Twoleg monsters, and Frostpaw was helping him. They were both actually having a little fun. They grew tired, and traveled a while, following a stream. A Twoleg came from the forest and grabbed Hawkclaw and tried for Frostpaw, but she was too fast. She ran to the camp and sobbed out the story, and all cats grieved with her. Hawkclaw was never seen again. To this day, the sight of her family's mangled bodies and the sound of their terrified yowls follow her around, and she cannot help but see that in every hurt cat, so she has to help them, for the sake of her family.
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We should have some sort of [glow=red,2,300]omen from Starclan[/glow] for Snowclan. Or Sunclan. Or the tribe. Just some kind of omen about some cat.
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Embersong padded into the den. "Goldenheart?" she called. "Wishingpaw?"