Posts by Stormflight

Ravenpelt blinked, feeling useless and a little irked at this feeling. He wanted to go hunt, to talk, to do- something! He let out a low growl of frustration and extended his back legs, splaying them and raking deeper into the ground with his sharp claws. A part inside of him felt he was losing it again, and he struggled with himself to regain control.

He looked up, glad for a distraction. "Oh, hello, Dapplecloud," he meowed in a half-hearted voice. "I'm Ravenpelt. Um... should I go hunting or something? Or is Whitestar going to call a meeting soon?" He tilted his head questioningly, claws straining between his toes, still tense and wanting to sink into something.

Ravenpelt gave an exasperated sigh. He didn't want to meet any other cats; in fact, he needed to stay away from them until he had released his anger, otherwise, what had happened before would happen again....

He lowered his head, irritated. "I know too many cats already."

Looking at the ground to the right of him, his tail lashed and a growl rumbled deep in his throat. He needed to get out of camp. Unable to take it anymore, he sprung to his paws and full-out sprinted into the forest, ears whipped back in the air rushing past him.

As he skidded to a halt just at the entrance to the camp, Ravenpelt's ears twitched. Although he had never told any other cat, his hearing senses were more advanced than most cats', and he could hear things that were quieter or farther away. And a certain conversation was picking up his interest. He forced himself to go completely still, for he could always hear better when he did that. He continued to face the forest, seeming to be observing the falling leaves, but his gray-tipped twitched.

Bcc: Now, tell me how much Raven's allowed to hear XD I want him to hear what Darksun said about the other cats' secrets and Hollythorn's secret. Is that okay?

Ravenpelt's tail flicked in surprise at what he heard. Mintleaf was in love with another cat, and that love was returned? That was forbidden by the warrior code! He strained his ears to pick up more of the conversation. Dappledcloud and Whitestar? Bateyes is out for blood? And the most valuable information of all- Sole, he thought. Part of a... rogue gang? Killer? His paws twitched nervously. He should inform the leader about this but...

... these secrets. They were power.

His muscles were tense and trembling, invigorated with an invisible energy.

Moonshade will go on whichever side Deathclaw will be on.

Ravenpelt, at this point, will be on Dapple's side.

Sorry, Batty and White! ;)

Also... these plots sound really cool! :) I've never taken part in anything like this before, so I think I'll have a lot of fun with it!

Occ: Bushes? What bushes? XD and yes, Ravenpelt seems to like the feeling of power he gets.... Also, Dapple, was that a good feeling or a bad feeling? XDDD

Cc: Ravenpelt's ears went back. He felt uneasy, and with his back to Darksun he couldn't be quite sure what the devious tom was doing. Satisfied with what he had heard, he turned and padded over to the fresh-kill pile. He stared at it, but refused to take anything. He hadn't hunted yet. He shouldn't eat until he had done so.

Then, he was aware of a commotion, and saw Dapplecloud crouched over and licking something. Brow furrowed with curiosity and concern, he streaked over to see a small white kit. His eyes widened.

"A... kit? But how did it get here?" he meowed with his head tilted to the side.

Ravenpelt sat hunched, uncomfortable and paws crossed. He wasn't much use in situations like this, this was more of a she-cat thing, wasn't it? He drew his ears back and hoped the kit would be all right.

Occ: .o. Ravenpelt you sexist! *slaps*

Yes, Silver, it's Moonshade... and nice catch, Whitestar.

I like the kit idea and would like that to happen, HOWEVER, I would like them to have three kits. Because I want one to RP too!

Also, since I'm extremely bored of RPing Moonshade, I think I'll kill her off soon. I'd let her have the kits first, of course, but I think she'll die in childbirth.

Hmmmm... okay, let's see... I want the character to be a tom, and his name will be Jaykit. He is bluish-gray with white paws, belly, and on his face. For his face, around his eyes and below is white, except for the bridge of his nose which is the same grayish-blue. He has black tabby stripes and blue eyes. Jaykit (his warrior name might be Jayheart or something, but I'll figure that out later) is shy, but when pushed to the brink can be assertive and aggressive. He wishes he knew his mother better and has trouble growing up without her. He is usually very quiet but is a great fighter and hunter, since he knows how to stalk around without making any noise. I'm not going to develop much of a plot for him yet, because I like simply seeing where and how things go.

I'm not planning on killing off Ravenpelt anytime soon, I enjoy RPing him. So... yah :)

Moonshade purred and stretched in her nest. Her jaws opened in a wide yawn and she curled deeper into the moss-lined nest. StarClan, she was hungry. She opened her eyes and blinked in confusion. She usually had little appetite, how strange. Shrugging it off, she stood and strode out of the den, her long tail waving behind her. As she made her way to the fresh-kill pile, she tilted her head at the gathering of cats in front of her. What had happened? She surveyed the group, trying to figure out what was going on.

Yes, the kit plot IS a go!

Um, actually... I don't know how you have kits... XD I think you just have them. And find people to RP them. Or RP them yourself. I guess.

And I think the Civil War's too far away... what's wrong with now? XD I have NOTHING else to do with her!

And Lilykit sounds like a good idea, too.

Zorro the fox kit shivered in the cold, curling his fluffy tail around him, trying desperately to keep warm. He covered his small pointed white muzzle with his black paws. His small body shook violently as the icy wind sliced through his thin fur. He sniffled and gave a small whine.

The tiny one-moon-old fox looked up with wide eyes. His shivering increased and his tail stood up, but he didn't move otherwise. "Cat?" He shook his head with disbelief. "But how I understand?" His head tilted to the side. "Is because I dead?" he asked with frightened eyes.

But you see, Moonshade and Deathclaw could have... um... "done it" XD before. So... XD sorry I'm really impatient. It's just cuz I'm bored with Raven atm and there's nothing else to do with Moon...

Ravenpelt's single...

Character Name: Thornkit

Gender: Tom

Clan{if any}: ThunderClan

Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Kit

Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): He is fawn with tuxedo white markings (belly, chin, and paws). He also has a darker brown blaze from his nose to his forehead and turquoise eyes. His face is slightly narrowed.

Personality: Thornkit was named for his personality: he's as sharp as a thorn. He snaps a lot and thinks he's always right. He always seems irritated and picks fights a lot, and he is generally aggressive. He relies on his claws to win a fight and not always his wits, but if he actually tries he is quite clever. He often has too much energy and is rash.

History(Not needed): He was found abandoned in the forest and never knew his mother nor his father.

Thornkit of ThunderClan :) He'd like to join in! (Beware, though... he's not easy to get along with!) He's five moons old and probably thinks this journey will make his apprentice ceremony come quicker.

He blinked. "Cat... speak... fox? How?" Although he was distracted for a moment, his body still shivered in the frigid air. He closed his eyes and tucked his muzzle against his chest. "C...ccccc..ccold!" he murmured. He tried to huddle into a smaller ball.

Thornkit lay on the dusty ground, tail tip twitching with irritation at his boredom. His ears pricked up as he heard another kit's meow: "Yeah, let's play fox attack!" He blinked, but lowered his head back onto his crossed forelegs with a pouty expression. Sure, he was bored, but he wasn't invited to play with them. Also, he didn't like going up to other kits to join in. However, after stewing in his own irritation for a while, he finally stood and, raising his chin and tail, trotted confidently over towards the others. His tail waved as he narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Hey, guys. Whatcha doing?" he meowed in a commanding voice.

Occ: Dun dun dun! Captain Annoyingpants to the rescue!

Occ: Wifey? Um... no, but I can look it up! XD *does so*... um, it seems to have many different definitions... but it's apparently a term that can be used by two close friends. Is that what you mean? XD also, I was talking about Thornkit being Captain Annoyingpants! Cuz he is... very much so.

Cc: Thornkit raised an eyebrow. "Seems childish... but since there's nothing else to do around here, I guess I'll join in. As long as I'm not the fox first," he added, the fur on his spine bristling. What fun is a game if you lose when you begin? His eyes darted to meet the tom-kit's eyes, and seeing he was uncomfortable, he widened his eyes in a glare for a fraction of a second before turning back to meet the she-kit's eyes.