Posts by OminousVoice

Shriekpaw followed, also pretending to sleep.

Snowfern limped behind Blackpaw, her skin prickling with embarrassment.

Brokencry cocked her head at the apprentice. "What would that be?" she asked.

Heartpaw sorted throught the herbs, throwing away the dead ones.
Swiftsky sat in the clearing, looking around and flicking her tail. She kept a rythmic pattern with her tail.

Sorry, we already have a Shaman. And no one is more evil than Deadstar. ;) Maybe a warrior rank?

OOC: Everyone's going to sleep cuz it's day time. :)

IC: Snowfern looked at her paw then up at Robinwing. "I stepped on a prickle." she mewed, upset.

Weaselfrost looked around the camp for Snowfern. Failing, he left for the warrior's den by himself.

Shriekpaw waited for the other apprentices to come into the den and sleep.

Shadowskull waited in the camp, making sure evryone went to their dens.

Chaosflower wandered around the camp, her eyes drifting back to Phantom's prison every now and then. She shook her head. Whay couldn't he just... disappear? At least she wouldn't be thinking about him constantly, hearing his yowls and hisses, or feeling the slightest sympathy for the overthrown leader.

OOC: Is this the part where Phantom temporarily escapes?

OOC: It's called the Void's den. ;)
IC: Marr flicked his tail and looked for Nimbuscloud. He wished to tell his mate of what Cretin told him about Blood in the ripples.

Scianyde padded out into the bitter cold air of the mountianside. "We'll go down to the Crags to hunt." she yelled over the howling wind. She made her way down the slope and over rocks. Scianyde passed two rocks, the ice between them shiny and smooth from being windblown. She glanced at her reflection as she passed. A thin, underfed fleabag is what she saw, not the powerful she-cat Marr talked about. Scianyde arrived in the Crags. This was a place where the raging mountain wind seemed to be naught but a cold breeze. I looked almost like a bowl, but spiky at the rim. The 'Crags', as everyone called them, was actually a cold, almost desolate valley that connected the twin-peaked mountain. It was warm enough for tough, hardy, tundra-like plant to grow, but that was all. The most common prey was lemmings, ptarmigans, and snow hares. Scianyde looked to Blood. "Scent the air what do you smell?" Inwardly, she smirked. The scents here were so wind-blown, you could barely follow the trail. It took sharp eyes to catch your prey around here rather than scent like the other clans used.

I was looking at the brown tabby X brown tabby thread, but the mother isn't quite brown, soooo....

Here's the mother:
And the father looks a lot like this: [img width=520 height=319]http://www.findakitten.co.uk/images/gallerykitten10.jpg[/img]

This is urgent because the mother is expecting already. Thankss!

OOC: If all those cats are up a mountain, where would my character be?

Chaosflower ran silently on the ground. If the mangy furball tried to jump down onto the ground and run, she'd rip his throat out where he landed.

OOC: Ok, thanks!

IC: Eaglebone padded around the camp, worried about the kits. How long has it been since they were up there? What if they'd joined Starclan already? Eaglebone shook her head. She shouldn't be thinking about those things. The kits should be fine.

"The Demented of Crookedclan use their eyes. The other clans obviously haven't figured that out." Scianyde mewed, her voice dripping with contempt. Scianyde dropped low into a different crouch than the other clans used. She skulked over to a large boulder and lashed out with her claws, snagging the pelt of a lemming. Her teeth sank into it's neck, breaking the small vertabrae into small fragments. Scianyde padded back over to Blood, the lemming hanging out of her jaws. This one was quite plump. She dropped the freshkill in front of the Demone. "That is how we hunt in Crookedclan." she said, her voice hard and unforgiving. "Unless..." she mewed, her eyes flashing the same ice-yness as the wind. "You wish to take a three day journey down to the forest. To catch prey."

Shriekpaw opened one eye and looked at Boldpaw. She opened the other one and silently stood up as well.

Seeing all the apprentices were asleep, Shadowskull trotted off to the warrior's den. He walked in and laid down in his nest beside Weaselfrost. "Night." he mewed to the warrior. His reply was the long and rythmic breathing of a sleeping cat.

Snowfern managed to keep in a few more unused curses. She looked at Robinwing. "Thanks." she mewed, her foot throbbing.

Chaosflower watched the branch drop, suddenly hoping that it wouldn't crush Phantom. She scolded herself inwardly. What do you want to do? Kill him yourself? She continued running, beginning to pant.

Maverick trotted off to his assigned room, the eyes of Sharpsight digging into his back like daggers. What was his problem? It's not like he'd permanently shamed the tom in front of everyone.

Sharpsight kept his eyes on Maverick's back until his pelt disappeared around a corner. He snorted and went to his own room.

OOC:Are there anymore slaves to Rp?

Shriekpaw followed, careful to stay in the darker shadows. The sun was quite bright and seemed to make her pelt glimmer a gold-ish colour. She kept her eyes on Boldpaw's back, following him step for step.

OOC:Bye!

IC: "No." Scianyde said curtly. Her eyes narrowed and she looked out across the stone valley. Her mind seemed to be somewhere else.

OOC: I have a plot! I thought of this plot while I was making the map of Crookedclan. Anyways, if you look at the map, there are other caves that have 'UNKNOWN TERRITORY' written across them. Well, there is going to be a clan there. I will be making it, and Scianyde will be the only one who knows of its exsistance at the moment. I have this HUUUUUUGE plot planned out to make a war. The thing is, the other clan is a pro-clan, so they believe in Starclan. And the other clan has no idea that Crookedclan lives a tunnel away. ;) Tell me what you think.

OOC: Hello, I posted earlier in the thread as Maverick and Faction. I was wondering if they could join these cats sometime. :)

OOC: Sure, but out of camp. EDIT: Duh! My mind's a bit tired from school. ;)

IC: Shriekpaw smiled at him, taking the lead. She took him out to her favourite spot in the forest. "I love this place." she mewed.

OOC: Suprise? To Boldpaw or...? Sorry, I'm pretty tired.

IC: Rubbed her head against Boldpaw's. "I love you." she purred.