Posts by Shadowchaser

Username: Shadowchaser
Name: Shadowchaser
Age: 16 moons
Rank: Warrior
Crush: none
Mate: none
Kits: none
Gender: Female
Looks: (images are accepted) See profile pic
Personality: Quiet, fierce, suspicious, proud, careful, determined, independent, smart, thoughtful, skittish, nervous, fair, sensitive (but doesn't show it), kind (grudgingly)
Other: She doesn't make friends easily, and always hangs at the back of every crowd. She hates attention - and big crowds.
Do you need a mentor or apprentice? Who do you want?: none

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shadowchaser padded back to camp, three mice and a squirrel swinging from her powerful jaws. She leaped nimbly onto a boulder and, scenting the air as best she could through her prey, detected her new clan's camp. Turning and twisting through the undergrowth like a snake, she wound her way back home, secretly proud of her catch. The sun shone through the towering trees like a searchlight, illuminating her pitch black pelt and turning her into a beacon of night in the middle of the day.

Dusty, if you want Shadowchaser can mentor Lightpaw.

If anyone wants to roleplay, Ravenstar posted one. Please roleplay with me!

When Shadowchaser arrived back at camp from her early morning hunt, she noticed with dismay that her clanmates were beginning to stir. She had been looking forward to sunning herself undisturbed before the camp woke up. Shaking off her disappointment, she dropped her catch on the pile and turned to go back out, now trying to prove herself when earlier she had been proud of her hunt. That was the way it was with Shadowchaser; keep busy and no one notices your weaknesses. It was what she lived by. And so, like the shadow she was named for, she slipped out of the barrier unseen - and according to Shadowchaser, not missed.

Welcome to NightClan. Don't worry, we won't attack you... yet. We are the clan of darkness, of ambushes and the brave of heart. Only the strong survive here. What's my name? Well, wouldn't you like to know... If you wish to join us, you must prove your bravery. If you do not, get off our territory, or we will make you. And believe me, we always follow through on our threats. And that's a promise...

Our territory is a large forest with trees that block out most sunlight, and undergrowth choking the ground at every step. There are very few clearings, and we make our camp in one of the only ones. It is in a large ditch that we have circled with rocks and brambles, and the entrance is a well-hidden burrow under the barrier.

I hope you make it out of our territory...

Please add some good qualities to your characters, then I will accept. :P

Both of you

After finding nothing in the forest, Shadowchaser returned to the camp and plonked herself down in the shadows, where she was almost completely invisible when she closed her eyes. She had chosen the squirrel she had caught that morning, and now she ate this. After she was done eating, she watched the quiet activity of the camp, and soon fell asleep in the shadows where she lay, invisible.

(Imma make a new kit)
Username: Shadowchaser
Name: Iriskit (warrior name Irisbloom)
Age: 4 moons
Rank: kit
Crush: will develop
Mate: none
Kits: none
Gender: female
Looks: (if this image fails its the kit in my profile pic)
Other: Her mother is Shadowchaser's sister, Wish (Shadowchaser was born as Shadow the rogue to Ripple and Fleet, along with Wish), and her father is a rogue named Streak. Iriskit was found by Shadowchaser when she was out hunting (do I have to roleplay that?)
Do you need a mentor or apprentice? Who do you want?: no but I need a queen

I was wondering how you put images in your profile. Does anyone know?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

(Tip: there's a forum for Percy Jackson. It's http://www.camphalfblood.org)

Would it work for Google Drawings?

OK! Thanks so much!

Welcome to SpiritClan. Come, follow me to our camp. The entrance is right over there, in that snowbank. Of course you can't see it; it's hidden. I'll show you. See? In here. Come on, let's see the camp. That ice cave in the floor over there, do you see it? The one under the overhang. Yes, that one. That's the warrior's den. They must be close to the ground so they can easily defend the camp. That cave just above the warrior's den is the apprentice's den. Over there by that log is the medicine cat's den. That also must be on the ground so injured cats can get there easily. Now, up on that ice shelf is my den. The entrance is right behind the ice shelf, which I use to meet with the clan. Next to it is the nursery. See the gentle slope of that wide ledge? That is designed to make it easy and safe for the kits. My warriors and I spent many long seasons chipping the ice away; that's why it's in the wall rather than on top of it. It goes past the elder's den, too.

That is our camp. I'll show you how to find the exit again.

Each of us follows the Spirit Trail to our destinies. We believe that we will meet The Lost Ones again when we reach the end of the Spirit Trail.

I hope the Spirit Trail leads you well!

[size=36pt]ALL ARE ACCEPTED!!!!!!!!![/size]

I haven't posted an rp yet but I will in a sec. Are you okay with an apprentice? Cuz Someone just asked me for med cat app

Ok I'll direct them here then make the rp

OOC: New SpiritClan RP, as promised!
IC: Whisperstar stepped onto the Iceledge, breathing in the frosty morning air. She gazed down at the empty camp, her pure white fur ruffled by the wind.Her ice blue eyes were filled with love as she scanned the clearing below for any signs of stirring cats. There were none. Whisperstar sighed contentedly and sat down, sweeping her piercing gaze across the top of the hollow, which she was just able to see. She turned her vision to the sky. There were clouds gathering there, which worried her. She made a mental note to ask the warriors to cover the dens on the ground. Beginning to get bored, she stood up and stretched, extending her claws to grip the smooth ice. Whisperstar padded slowly down the narrow ledge that lead to the floor of the hollow. Shaking away a drowsy feeling that had crept up on her, she ambled slowly around the perimeter of the hollow. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw movement in the direction of the medicine cats' den. She spun around, startled.