Posts by Iceprowl

Yeah, it's okay. Lol

OOC: Jay, your character is grossed out, but below your username it says mice fear you. Lol

IC: Rockfoot could feel Jay getting uneasy which was pretty expected considering the mouse's life blood had been drained from its body. He averted his gaze to look at the camp around them. The castle was pretty astounding even though Rockfoot had lived here for quite some time now. First off, the castle was huge including a library, wine cellar, and even a ballroom. He yawned, right now, the lull of sleep seemed more tempting than ever. He could curl up on the couch in the living room or even go out into the woods and find a nice tree.

Rockfoot lay outside the nursery where he saw the small kit playing. He often visited the nurcery to check up of his nephew, Pinekit. His tail flicked to and fro as he watched all of the cats drawn to the small kit. There was just something about kits that made other cats drawn to them. He didn't understand it, most kits just made noise and cried if they didn't get what they wanted, but Silverkit seemed different.

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Rockfoot padded over, he seemed to be running into a lot of Byakuya and Leo, but he didn't remember the pup who Leo referred to as Nevermore. He sat down next to the pup. "I didn't know you were a healer, Byakuya." He joked.

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Rockfoot didn't find much use in this conversation, but he had been out hunting and it would be a shame not to meet up with some other cats. The clouded leopard dipped his head to the others, but didn't know what to say. "My name is Rockfoot, but don't stick my name with this body because it changes every now and again."

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Rockfoot blinked open his eyes to early morning sunlight coming in through the library window. He stretched out his legs and his back, slicked down his fluffed up fur, and jumped down from a shelf that held world war books including autobiographies of world war one and two heroes. Rockfoot closed his eyes and imagined he had opposable thumbs, coarse hair, actually hands and feet, and a face that looked like a twoleg. A few more minutes proved not wasted as he climbed the bookshelf as a monkey. He leapt up to the top of another bookcase and looked around. He grabbed a random book from a shelf and opened it up, just noticing another creature in the room. Rockfoot closed the book and returned it to its proper place before transforming back into his brown tabby cat form. "Hello Elliot, what brings you here?"

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Lol, its alright. *sniffs cheese, gives it back* JK

I understand that cheese is more important than your customers...:'(. Again, jk, lol

Rockfoot flew down from her perch atop the castle. The gray-headed fish eagle began to close his eyes as he glided down to the gathering of the animals and felt his body form change from eagle to cheetah as he came closer. The change succeeded as his claws dug into the stone and carpet of the Hawkclan camp. He noticed his eyesight changed and his arms felt tingly from previously being wings. He shook off the transformation, like it was no big deal, to calm his nerves. An invitation from The Regime? Interesting. Rockfoot opened his mouth but then closed it, refusing to speak until the leader arrived.

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Rockfoot opened his maw as a yawn escaped him. He glanced at Elliot, focusing on his clouded eyes. Oh right...Elliot is blind. He looked away from the tom and down at his paws which were itching to do something. "Yep, juuuusst sitting here...Like a tree." He paused, feeling stupid. "Feel bad for the trees," he muttered.

Mina barked as a second animal hurled himself at her. She fell to the ground, hard and frosty beneath her pelt, and tried to crush Jay with her body weight. Meanwhile, she aimed to close her sharp teeth around Leo's leg.

Rockfoot panted, trying to fight out the darkness that threatened to bring him under. It's not that he didn't want to escape the pain by passing out as it was that he wasn't so sure he would come up again. Not very comforting thoughts when you have a broken leg and feel like the gash on your chest will bleed you dry, but he was going into shock and could not control these rapid emotions and thoughts swarming his brain. "Help..."

Then again, Rockfoot did sympathize Elliot. I mean, we live next to the ocean and he still had so much to see in the world... Rockfoot yawned once more, not knowing what he should do.

"Alright." He looked around the bottom floor of the castle. "Anyone else want to join before we head out?" He called.

Rockfoot looked at Leo who had sat down next to him. He shrugged, not sure what to do. Besides, the tom seemed the most cheery of the bunch so maybe he could come up with something to do.

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Rockfoot, too, was shabby on the knowledge of herbs. He recalled that dock's juices can be useful for healing small cuts or scratches and are useful in herb mixtures with marigold. "Is she low on anything else," he asked?

Rockfoot noticed the small tabby leave the library as he hunted for his favorite classic novels but what could be more exciting than clanmates? Ugh, just listen to myself. Next I'll be singing cheerfully on the way to war. He shook out his fur, ridding it of the dust that so often collected in the library, and followed Shiningkit outside. Rockfoot caught up to her and panted as he tried to talk to him. "Wow, either you walk fast or I'm getting older faster." He took a closer look at her face and spoke again, " somethings troubling you. What's wrong?"

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He yawned, still slightly drowsy from his rude awakening by the sun. He jaws gaped as his teeth glinted in the morning sun. As they padded through the forest in search of a meal, morning dew clung to their pads and brushed onto their fur. He stopped and opened his mouth, drawing in fresh scents of the forest. He looked at the trees towering above him, searching for a bird or squirrel that might be in its branches. No luck. Thunder followed the she-cat further into the forest when he suddenly heard a consistent clack clack clack. He paused, making sure he heard correctly. Clack clack came the noise again. The tom swiveled his ears to the right and crouched down. Up ahead, a bird was knocking a nutshell on the root of a tree. He nodded his head to the bird. "Wanna try for it?" He whispered.

OOC: I apologize. Many threads have made me confused with whats what :(

IC: Rockfoot could tell that Shiningkit was not fine. His thoughts were obviously swirling with emotion, troubling him. "What's on your mind?"

"Uh huh," Rockfoot nodded, still not consciously putting any effort into the conversation.

For present, you could do Silverstream or Sandstorm and for future, another idea could be Thistleclaw