Recluse prowled the scene, the sleek brown and black tabby not impressed by the crowds of cats who glared at him. He knew he wasn't welcome to such an event, but surely nobody here would challenge the tom from finding a meal. Most of these cats didn't even live here, after all.
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Recluse looked down at the apprentice. "Umm, I'm Recluse." he said bluntly, not sure what else to say. After thinking a bit, he asked "So, what clan are you from?" He wasn't much of the talker, but he wanted to at least show the younger cat that he wasn't such a bad cat after all.
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Recluse had glanced at that cat just in time. He was shocked. He doubted he saw it right but... How many colours were in their eyes? He was cautious to investigate further.
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Can I join? If so I'd like to do my form right now-
Name: Windswept
Age; 7 moons
Gender; Female
Orientation; She goes any which way!
Theme Song; Porcelain by Marianas Trench
Personality 2+ Sentences; Windswept was abandoned by her mom when she was only 2 moons old. She named herself what she did because she followed the direction of the wind as a loner, trusting it would take her to whatever place she needed to be. She found BulletClan when she was 5 moons old.
Crush; She doesn't have any yet.
Mate; None
Kits; Too young!
Strengths; She knows her herbs and is very good at convincing people to do what she wants.
Weaknesses; She is not very strong and has no real friends.
Likes; She enjoys cold days and tries to avoid being in camp whenever possible.
Dislikes; She hates taking care of the kits and would rather be having an interesting conversation with the elders.
Accessories; Nothing really. She is a blue-grey tabby with dull green eyes and extremely long claws. She is very light and is more into intelligence then strength.
Anything else?; Screw rules, this is reality!
Other; I don't know if you assign it or not, but can my char be somewhat high-ranked? And I want to know if this clan goes by the warrior code kinda, I mean like with medics not having mates and such... I don't mind her being a medic if the chars can find mates... I actaully think she might be suited to be a medic, though my char is pretty young! Like, apprentice-age. -
Sighing, Recluse walked over toward the talking felines. "Hey, where are you guys from?" he asked, the stoic tom not sure if he seemed hostile or not. He remembered all the times he had been considered cruel, simply because he looked at people the wrong way. He didn't understand how he did it, but people seemed to automatically assume he was going to fight them.
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Recluse nodded. "My father was a tribe cat, grew up in the mountains. At least, that's what my mother told me. Never met the old guy." He tried to say it as a joke, but the serious tone in his voice made him sound a little awkward. Trying to recover the conversation, he asked "So, where'd you get the eyes from?"
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Recluse grinned, glancing at his bleeding ear. He let out a chuckle. Looking at her, his eyes became a little more serious. "I don't mean to pry, but if you don't want to answer me, you could simply communicate." He didn't expect the she-cat to kill him, but he needed to be more careful with his words... Though he doubted he'd ever make the effort to do so. He was past regret, and it seemed lately only people like her seemed to entertain him. Those who tried to act cool-headed, but were easily angered. "So, why did you come to the gathering, if your land is so far away?"
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Hey, I'm Windswept, a crazy cat-lover who decided to join this blessed community! I would like some friends if you don't mind, hopefully somebody who actaully wants to roleplay with me. I enjoy joining fanclans, and though I use grammar please don't think you have to have perfect grammar to roleplay with me! I mean, my grammar isn't anywhere near perfect! So... welcome me you crazy cats!

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Name: SnakeBite
Sex: Male but can he like males? I am not sure if this is allowed or not...
Age: Moons are months right? So... 37 moons?
Appearance (picture or description; drawings accepted): Snakebite is a black tom with a streak of white across his face, and aqua eyes. He is fairly strong, though speed is his main strength.
Backstory: He grew up in the clan, working hard to improve. He aspires to be a higher rank one day, but keeps this wish to himself.
Personality (likes and dislikes included): He is not quite mean, but will tell you if you did something to upset him. He can be quite sensitive and likes helping others when he can. However, if he is angry... It's best to avoid him in those moments.
Preferred rank: If it's okay with you, can he be a warrior?
Parents (if known): Both his parents were loners. His father died by getting crushed by a monster when he was young.
Siblings (if any): None.
Mate (if one/if eligible): None yet.
Crush (if one/if eligible): None yet.
Kits (if any/if eligible): NOPE
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Raven bounded over to them. "Hi!" he mewed, the small kit happy to meet new cats.
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Ooc: Oh, I didn't put my muse and activity! ...Can I ask what muse means? I guess activity is how often I'll post, so I'll say 8/10... I don't know what muse means 'cause I am new to this forum, sorry! Still, I am an active roleplayer so please accept me!
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Okay thanks! ...Umm, do I go over to the RP thread now? ^_^
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Snakebite sat in the middle of camp, eating a small mouse. The young tom smiled as cats seemed to run this way and that, everyone doing their part to help the clan. Getting up, he decided he'd go out hunting to help the clan aswell. After all, peaceful days like this bored him. He always needed to do something, or he'd start to feel like the clan didn't need him.
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Raven looked up at the larger cat. "Hey Otis, umm I'm Raven." He was a little intimidated by the cat, but would try to be friendly nonetheless.
Ooc: Hey Otis, is that Sekaiichi Hatsukoi in your sig? That is one of my favorite anime shows!
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Snakebite turned to see Hollystar, a cat he absolutely respected as his leader. He was surprised she asked, but nodded. He glanced at the tomcat he was supposed to go hunting with. He had seen the cat around, but had never had a formal conversation with him, since... Well, Snakebite was pretty wellknown around the camp for being anti-social.
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Raven tilted his head in curiousity, as he soon became less nervous around the older cat. "So, are you more of a hunter or a fighter?" he asked, meerly bored and wanting to start a conversation.
Ooc: Yeah, I watched both sorry! Get the names confused sometimes, though I like Sekaiichi Hatsukoi a little more... Excited about Season 3 coming out! Also, I saw your profile and do you ship LevixArmin too? That's like my otp lol. *Fanboys*
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Recluse smiled. "I used to be neither. However, I think I've grown more hot-headed after... Well, some interactions with other cats." He decided to keep his mouth shut about that. He had his own secrets, and he wasn't willing to share. Still, he asked again. "You still didn't tell me why you are here, if your lands are so far away." He tried to look friendly, but this cat was getting on his nerves. Why did she have to be so rude to him? What did he do to her? ...Then again, he was used to it.
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Snakebite sighed, not quite happy with being in such a small hunting group, but as long as whoever it was didn't talk to him it was fine. He cautiously walked over to Firepool, saying in a low, quiet voice "Hollystar requests I hunt with you. Shall we go?" He avoided eye contact, not wanting to give this cat any reason to be his friend, or want to know anything about him... Not that he had an interesting backstory or anything like that.
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Oh, sorry! I didn't see where it said that... Okay, then Windswept will be Medicee if you don't mind! Also, where is the roleplay thread? I don't want to start without your permission, but at least tell me where it will be if you haven't made it yet!

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Raven was surprised. "What do you mean? What are you?" the young cat asked. He didn't understand why the cat suddenly seemed so serious. Did he say something wrong?