Posts by keeperofthenight

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    Hey guys! I am KeeperOfTheNight. I have just started reading Warriors:The Power of Three, and loving it so far. I have been looking for an ACTIVE rp forum, and looks like I found one. I am hoping to visit often, and hope you guys enjoy finding out the history of me and my characters, that I will bring into the game, with a hopefull twist. Thanks and I hope you will like having me on this board!

    Cat's Name: MidnightClaw
    Cat's Age: 13 Moons
    Gender: She-Cat
    Alliance: Loner
    Position: Loner
    Appearance: <blockquote>


    Midnight is a she-cat as black as coal. Her dark green eyes are set low in her head. Her legs fade slowely to white, as to acompany her muzzle. MidnightClaw's tail is also tipped in white, making her an unusuall cat.
    </blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>MidnightClaw has an extremely short temper. Everything has to be quick for her, hence she is a loner. However being easily angered, she also has a soft side. MidnightClaw can be kind, and will always help the needy. She dislikes the idea of 'Clans' and 'Tribes' as it stops cats from communicating and helping each other. She will be hostile to those who are hostile to her, and kind and patient with those who have a good reason to require it. Midnight also does not care for territorial boundries, and goes and comes as she pleases, ignoring other cats attempts to stop her. Her motto is 'Then why don't you do something about it.'
    </blockquote>History: <blockquote>Warning- A little gory (sp?)


    MidnightClaw was from the latest litter in the group. She was just a kit, when the team was attacked. She watched as the persuers, several foxes, completely destroyed the nests, leaving nothing but a few servivors. Midnight's mother had hidden her away in the base of a shrub, and left to save her other kits, as blood gushed out of her torn ear and missing leg. Midnight watched in horror as her father was killed, followed by her siblings, mother, and the rest of the cats.


    One servivor, a tabby she-cat found Midnight crouching under the shrub, a few days later. She fed her, and tought her how to hunt for food. All this while, Midnight did not speak at all. She was with this tabby for a little over a moon, when she dissapeared. Midnight has never seen her since.


    Since that moment, Midnight had been a loner. Whenever she sees or smells a fox, she flees for her life, the images of what she had seen as a kit flashing in front of her. She had learned to trust no one.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>The cat crouched in the shadows of the shrubbery, eyes glued to the mouse that was calmly sitting less than a pounce away. The cat's muscles tensed, as it got ready to spring. A flash of orange and the swift paws landed on the mouse, killing it in one swift blow. As the cat started to bite into the fresh flesh, a voice stratled him.


    "Well, well, well..."
    A black tom jumped from a low branch and started to head for the orange cat. "You are...?" The orange one asked cautiously. "Someone you shouldn't want to see," was the reply, followed by a snarl. The orange cat sat up, tensed. "One more move..." He heard from her right. Ignoring the comment, he opened his mouth tasting the air. Only being able todetect the presence of one, the one who was now gazing at him, he suddenly pounced. Landing a few tail lengths away, he ran into the shrubbery, not looking back.


    The black cat smiled. "Exactly."



    </blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote>CodeWord (only once right?) -
    theageofnight
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    Also I don't think there are any cats whose name is 'MidnightClaw'. I searched ;).
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    Also, the picture copyright to me.</blockquote>

    Cat's Name: ForgottenMusic
    Cat's Age: 24 moons
    Gender: She-Cat
    Alliance: Loner
    Position: Loner
    Appearance: <blockquote>


    ForgottenMusic is a tiger stripped she cat. Her body build is lean, and that of a warrior. She is about the size of a small dog, bigger than most she cats. Forgotten also has a scar running down her hind leg. Her eyes are golden in color.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>ForgottenMusic is an extremelly quiet she cat. She hardly talks, and when trying to show her dissaprovment, she won't eat. She never had a way with words, one might say. However, when agravated, she will attack, and many a cat have fallen from the wounds she had inflicted upon them.


    ForgottenMusic hates kits. She feals they cannot be bothered with. She also cannot stand being pitied. She feals no sorrow for those beside her, and feals that the most merciful thing to do is to kill. </blockquote>History: <blockquote>ForgottenMusic grew up with a carring family made up of loners. She was part of a 5 kit 'club' that she was the president of. She and her new friends often play fought, and explored together, always under the watchful eye of an adult cat. They were all the entertainment the group got.


    One day, 3 of their little group went exploring. Music was part of the group. They were not accompanied by an adult cat. When they returned, everyone was deserted, and a reek hung in the air. After days of searching and trying to servive, they came across several cats. The cats were also loners, who had also discovered their group gone. Not knowing what happened to there families, the cats scattered. ForgottenMusic feals it was the mansion cats, trying to revenge them for something they may not even have done.


    </blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>The water in the clear blue stream gurgled and the bluejay in the tree sang his song. Several butterflies danced in the air, as a snow white cat stepped lightly through the brush, ready to break the peace.


    Her eyes glued to the grey fur a tail length away from her, she suddenly sprang to the air and landed. With one gracfull motion, the rabbit was dead and in her jaws, being carried back to camp.</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote>Code Word -
    theageofnight
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    Ok, here is mine-


    The earth moaned as the black rain fell from the equally dark sky. The clouds hung low, as if trying to give the rain a shorter fall. Once every few minutes everything lit up up for a few short miliseconds, as if wanting to break free of the dark. Then, equally as fast, everything went back to the way it was, gloomy, tired, sad, low.


    A few hours later, the sun peeked from behind a thinning cloud, filling everything with its warmth and light. Within moments, the darkness had fled. As the sky cleared of all the clouds, the animals stepped out of their borrows. Shaking the water from his fur, a grey hare stood on his hinds legs, sniffing the air.


    Butterflies danced with the wind, and the singing of a lark filled the air. A warm breeze patrolled the trees, as a nerby brook bubbled over a fallen log. Not all bad things end bad.

    She was the leader of Mountain Clan, a clan on HorseIsle that I started, before they were banned. I counted the sentences..Looks like 12, but I added one just in case. Sorry about the double posting by the way.