After taking some time to ponder names for her new kits with her mate, Brackentail, she decided these names:
Thickkit: a short-haired, stripped brown tom with blue eyes and an unusually thick and bushy tail.
Amberkit: a long-furred she-cat with a cream coat and amber eyes
Spottedkit: a small tortoiseshell she-cat with patches/splotches of brown, sand, orange, black, and whitish-grey with warm green eyes.
Waterfur was in love with a kittypet she could not have. It made her sad, for he was like no other, his black-brown fur shined like stars in moonlight, his brown eyes shimmering like . But she couldn't abandon ThunderClan! What was she going to do?
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Later that night, Waterfur had an idea; maybe she could persuade Nettlestar, the Clan leader, to let him join ThunderClan.
She checked the Warrior's den for anyone who was awake that she could talk to.
OOC: Yes it is
Waterfur heard a noise. It was one of her clanmates stirring. But who would wake up at this hour?
OOC: His name can be Shadow, because he's a dark color.
IC: Waterfur listened; it was once again silent in the warriors' den. She thought to herself, "I just want to be with Shadow right now. I feel like we were destined to be together, our paths intertwined..."
With that thought, she went to sleep.
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Waterfur woke up, relieved that she wasn't assigned to do a border patrol. The she remembered. She was assigned to do a hunting patrol. And she was told to hunt near Twolegplace, where prey was plentiful because kittypets didn't hunt. Waterfur stiffly walked out of the den, worrying so much that she thought she might have ants in her pelt. A second later her friend Emeraldgaze came up and said, "You ready? You look... nervous." Waterfur confidently replied, "I'm not nervous. I'm just... quiet. Let's go!" And with that, she took off.
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Waterfur and Emeraldgaze had split up to get more done. Waterfur frantically thought, "What if he sees me? I can't stop and talk to him! But then he would wonder... "
Waterfur whipped around in shock. When she saw it was Tigerblaze, one of her closest friends, she was silent. Finally Waterfur broke the silence and stammered, "Tigerblaze, I'm sorry. I'm just... so sorry. I know I was supposed to chase off this kittypet, to treat him as an enemy, but Tigerblaze.... I love him. I love Shadow. You can report me to Nettlestar, I know you will as a loyal warrior, but that won't stop me from loving Shadow. He's so sweet to me... his eyes sparkle in the moonlight, his warm, soft pelt lighting up the sky like the stars themselves. No matter what, I'll never stop loving Shadow. But I will also never stop loving my Clan. They're my home, my family..." she turned to Shadow and murmured, "Goodbye, Shadow. I hope I can see you again soon, but as a ThunderClan warrior..." And with that, her and Tigerblaze walked away. Waterfur paused and looked back at Shadow before disappearing into the forest.
"What was that, Shadow?" Waterfur yelled in reply.
She paused and walked back to Shadow.
Waterfur looked at Shadow, then at Tigerblaze. "Well," she began, "That's up to Nettlestar to decide his name. I don't even know if she'll let him join the Clan. Come on, Tigerblaze, Shadow, let's get back to the ThunderClan camp."
OOC: Sorry I haven't been on lately
IC: Waterfur gazed at Tigerblaze. She whispered to her, "Would you really do that for me?"
Without waiting for a reply, Waterfur turned to Shadow and said, "Come on! Let's get back to the Clan!" her, Tigerblaze, and Shadow all took off, pelting back to camp.
OOC: who wants to play Nettlestar?
Waterfur was waiting for the hunting patrol to return. It was taking a very long time...
She padded up to Snakefang. "Hey Snakefang," she began, "Why hasn't the hunting patrol come back yet?" He looked at her and said, "Oh, I'm sure they just found lots of prey. It's almost greenleaf, you know." Then Snakefang padded away.
But Waterfur could tell something was wrong. Very, very, wrong...
Waterfur bounded up to Lightningstrike. "Can I go on a hunting patrol instead of a border patrol, please? I think the Clan needs more fresh-kill."
OOC: Alright you can be Nettlestar
IC: As Tigerblaze bounded away, Waterfur turned back to Shadow. "Shadow, I'll still love you even if the Clan doesn't like you."
Character Name: Waterfur
Character Age: 20 moons
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: ThunderClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance (6 or more sentences): A dark silver tabby (most likely an Abyssinian cat), with even darker gray stripes running over Waterfur's whole body; however, at her chest the markings do seem to fade away to a lighter shade of gray and finally turn into a small patch of white on her upper torso area. Her paws are white as well, and a small part of her tail is too. Waterfur has green eyes with a yellowish tint near the bottom and the very top of her eyes, which overall are the color of a newly budded leaf. She has thick whiskers that range from a consideration of "medium" to "long". She has an average build with the exception of her slender underbelly that curves inwards a little, yet this feature does not seem to ail her favorable fighting skills. In addition, Waterfur's thorn-sharp claws are the outcome of constant tree scratching to finely hone them, but since she has bigger paws than most, this presents as a challenge because her claws are sized for a feline with normal-sized paws. [/b]
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Always trying to empathize the other cat in a problem, Waterfur is slow to anger, but when provoked her temper can flare with the might of a raging fire. More often than not, she is kind to her clanmates- especially the elders. Waterfur is greatly loyal to her clan and hopes one day to stand on Highrock, addressing the cats of ThunderClan with a voice that rings clear around the camp. Although her hopes are high, she is a naturally shy cat to those who do not know her, but once you befriend Waterfur, you find that she could talk her way to StarClan and back!
In battle, she fights with every fiber of her spirit, be it border skirmish or clan showdown. Waterfur has learned to use her larger paws as an advantage against the opponent, throwing hefty blows backed by powerful shoulders and the claws of a badger. Although she's a great fighter, one skill of hers is even better- hunting. This she-cat is a superb hunter and if she comes back empty-pawed, she'll simply go out hunting again. Some prey is much easier to hunt than others, and Waterfur is one of the clan's best squirrel hunters.
---Likes (at least 3): Waterfur enjoys helping train apprentices to for the betterment of her clan, as well as talking walks alone to stop and admire life's beauty, even if that beauty is concealed deep within ugliness. She also likes tree climbing, because Waterfur feels it gives a better sense of the word "bird's-eye view". One of her favorite things to do, however, is hunt in a hunting patrol and know the joy of fed clanmates.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): She has a strong dislike of starlings; they slowly drag down her throat, leaving an awful taste in her mouth. Waterfur also has a strong bias against cats that do not try, don't attempt to accomplish a goal as impossible as it may be. Her biggest dislike is bloodshed, as it is the lifeline coursing through every cat and losing some is like dying a little.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Running, because she has sturdy, long legs that allow her to move swiftly, and again, hunting- she is excellent at it. Waterfur is also a natural tree climber, and her legs and body also help her when smoothly flowing over branches as would a snake over rocks.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Fighting, as she does not like fighting but will when necessary, and has a hard time speaking to her leader, because he seems so powerful compared to her. She also has a soft spot for wounded warriors and this weakness has only been slightly overcome by hard determination.
History (8 or more sentences): When Waterfur was still a small kit, sickness began to spread around the camp. Her mother became very protective of her and her siblings, Brownkit and Mistkit. The illness was diagnosed as poisoning from sick prey. Cats would vomit up evil-smelling liquids, and have terrible pains which made them feeble. Her father, Thornpelt, was one of the first to catch this sickness, yet his case was so severe that he died from it.
After her father died, Waterfur sought comfort in the most experienced cats in the clan- the elders. Shadelake, a husky elder with a missing paw, helped Waterfur through her hardship of depression; he cared for her as a father would but never tried to assume his position. A few seasons later Shadelake died as well, from the dreaded greencough fatal to kits and elders. The she-cat pushed aside her sadness and grief to become an attribute to her clan, although oftentimes she still thinks about the two toms that made such an impact on her life.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Waterkit was tucked under her mother's cloud soft pelt, asleep, when suddenly the entrance to the medicine den. She perked up and heard cats loudly wailing. What's going on? the little kit thought to herself. She squeezed through the tugging branches of the nursery and scampered out into the clearing. "What happened? Why is everyone out here?" A big she-cat sitting next to her, Roseheart, turned around and was about to reply when her eyes filled with grief. "Oh, Waterkit," she sighed, "I feel so sorry for you, just a little kit, to have her father..."Roseheart hesitated. “To have her father dead, killed by the evil sickness." Waterkit looked confused, the exclaimed, "You must have the wrong cat. My dad is the strongest cat in all the clans, and strong cats don't die from sickness, do they?" Roseheart did not answer her. "Do they?" she repeated, a little softer this time as if to show that she was realizing her father was dead. Waterkit brushed past the she-cat and bounded up to her father's body. It was cold and lifeless, as if he were merely a stone in a freezing river. She pressed her nose deeper into his fur, but only smelled the herbs rubbed over his fur to mask the scent of death. "No," she whispered, and then wailed again, "No! He can't be gone! He just can't be!" Waterkit stormed off, her tail sagging in grief. Roseheart was about to go comfort the kit, but a tail on her shoulder stopped her. "Leave her be. She needs some time alone, to take in the shock." It was Shadelake, the elder. Roseheart thought to argue, but instead headed off in the other direction toward the dead warrior Thornpelt. [b]
[b]Comments (optional): What do you guys think? Please, give me some feedback! Thank you!
So wait, if I change it "the clan leader", then will it be okay?
I changed it to be where here father died from sickness.
WAY long ago, a small she-cat named Rose was born. This particular she-cat grew up to be bored sitting around with her family, so Rose and her friends set off. Some of those friends invited their friends to join and had kits. Soon, Rose decided to just make it a clan, called NettleClan for the abundant nettle bushes all over.
NettleClan is a Clan that lives in a decidous forest (oak trees, sycamores, alders, ash, birch, etc.) that also is covered in weeds and flowers a some parts. They live near a small river along the south side of the territory, and the main prey is thrushes, squirrels, and mice.
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Hello? Anybody?
bump :)
I know 700fk isn't alot, but it is most of what I have. Anyways, I need somebody to make a drawing/banner for me. Here is what I want:
A female wolf with smoky black and gray fur, and a black tail standing on a tall rocky cliff, at night, with stars glittering above her. I would like the text on the pic to be:
Naissa, whos heart is as strong as a burning fire.
Thanks.
For each entry, you will get 3fk, but please no more than two; everyone needs to get the entry prize :)
Okay! I bet it'll be good :P :P
Hi Wolflover! I hope you have as much fun at WCRPG as I do! :)
And, sure, I'd love to roleplay. Where do you want to start off at?
