Posts by Shadewink

Uh, so this is the first roleplay I've done on this site. Basically, Shade Wink (the cat that's my image) goes on a journey to find the Water after a drought takes away everything she had. However, she cannot make the journey across the hills alone.

Shade Wink information:

Gender: Female
Clan/No Clan?: No clan
Age:: 12 moons
Pelt: Black with white facial marking- not very thick
Mate: No, maybe needs one?
Other: Sharp claws, intelligent, well-muscled. However, the white face patch is her huge weakness, due to it possibly giving away her positions/location unless she artificially hides it, i.e with mud.

If I did this right, I'll start...

Shade Wink pads across the dry rocks, the heat making her fur stand on end. It's been months since she had a full stomach and absolutely clean water, and she doesn't notice that she is wandering into Clan territory.

Shade (just call her that for the moment) looks up, startled, and flattens her ears to her head. She knows this is a fight she cannot win, but unsheathes her claws nonetheless.

"Crossing this piece of land." She mews coldly.

Traits: I am a a long-coated tom with large eyes and youthful, kit-like features. I am afraid of confrontations and do anything to avoid a fight, but I am never afraid to say what I feel when I have to.

History: I can't believe I'm 13 moons old and still an apprentice. Though I know I've gained skills, I just haven't been declared ready to be a warrior yet.

Traits: I am a a short pelted she-cat with lively eyes and four long scars along the right flank. I am afraid of confrontations and do anything to avoid a fight, but I am never afraid to say what I feel when I have to.

History: My brother was killed by a cat from DarkClan. I will have revenge one day.

(I'm honestly not sure if I'm doing this right, but here we go...)

Emberpaw is a young ShadowClan apprentice that has always longed to see the world beyond his territory. When he gets his chance, he flees, only to end up lost in Twolegplace.

Emberpaw stats 'n such:

Gender: Male
Pelt: Ginger & White
Eyes: Yellow
Age: 12 moons
Mate: No
Clan/No Clan: ShadowClan, then loner

Umm, so I'll start I guess:

Emberpaw raced through the pines of the Shadowclan territory, feeling the needles soft beneath his paws. Ahead of him, he saw the moonlight shimmering on the Thunderpath, which marked the edge of the Clan land. Crossing, he ran on for what seemed like ages, until the dirt of home faded into oily-smelling stones coated in Twoleg scent.

He could smell other cats, but for now he ignored it and curled up under a Twoleg garbage dump.

Shade sighs and sits down.

"Since you obviously aren't letting me go anywhere, I might as well tell you. I'm going to the Far Lands to look for a place where the prey runs well and the water isn't dried up completely- where the drought hasn't struck."

She flicks her tail sadly towards a dry streambed.

Shade masks her surprise as best she can.

"Your clanmates won't mind?"

Shade isn't so sure, but she says nothing as she stands up and sheathes her claws.

"It's almost sunset now- the time when the last group of clan cats go hunting. We need to get out of clan territory, and soon." she mews as she dissapears through the pine trees.

(I'm presuming Celica is a cat, not tiger? For this RP, I'll be using one of my other rogue cat characters, Flicker).

Flicker padded along the stone paths of this unknown land, the bitter wind ruffling his thick black pelt. Against the growing darkness, he could see something silhouetted up ahead.

"Another cat?" he murmured.

(Then this could be interesting. Flicker is a large cat, but he's not a tiger.)

Realizing that the other cat was much larger than he, Flicker unsheathed his claws and flattened his ears.

Snarling, he mewed "Who are you?"

Flicker gazes at them coldly, wondering where they came from. He isn't used to having company (hence his hostility).

Sheathing his claws, he stands up and is about to pad off into the undergrowth near the edge of the path.

Suddenly, Flicker scents another cat. At this point, he is starting to panic. Whirling around, he unsheathes his claws, flattens his ears and puffs out his fur so that he looks twice his size.

(Note that he is a large cat- not puffed up, he's still taller than any cat here minus Celica)

Shade glances at him.

"In times of desperation, you'd be surprised at the things cats can do. We still need to leave, and soon. Other cats hunt here as welll, from the other groups- 'clans', you call them?" she mews.

She weaved around a gorse bush and slashed the last bit of undergrowth with a claw, ending up in front of a Thunderpath.

(Yes, you may join).

Suddenly Shade stiffened up. She caught a new scent on the breeze and whirled around, pale gray eyes narrowed.

"Another cat." she murmured as the stranger finally came into view.

Shade slunk closer to the other cat, claws unsheathed, creeping silently over the leaf-litter, keeping to the shadows where her black pelt kept her hidden.

(Knowing my computer, this has probably posted about four times by now. Sorry if it does.)

Shade withdrew slightly, knowing she had been detected. She took a pawful of mud from underneath the leaf-litter and slathered it all over her pelt, paying more attention to the white spot on the top of her face. For her own reason, she left just the tip of her tail unmuddied.

"Perfect." she thought. It would disguise her scent and her pelt.

Unsheathing her claws again, she crept forward on the leaf-litter, as silent as a moth on grass.

Out of nowhere, Flicker aimed a huge paw on Summerpaw's left ear, nearly leaving the end ragged.

"I don't like company, alright? Much less seeing gigantic...'tigers'?...when I'm trying to hunt. And besides, you haven't even told me your name, so you're a complete stranger to me..." he hissed, pale blue eyes burning with rage.

The tom's spine fur was not still raised, but his claws were still digging into the ground.

He lashed his tail.

"What is this...Penumbra...thing?" he mewed.

(also, sorry for powerplay- it wasn't intentional).

"Watch this." she mewed softly to Batbite.

Creeping slowly, Shade snaked her long tail through the leaf-litter until the dark tip was the only part visible, and it was positioned right in front of the dreamy-looking stranger. She twitched her tail tip slowly, making it look like the tail end of a piece of prey that was scuffling in the grass.

"And now," she murmured, "we wait."

"First, my den is on this land, so that's one reason I'm here. Secondly, I'm hunting, so..." he mews stiffly.

Flicker's eyes widened in mock surprise.

"Oh, so you're going to attack me for taking a bird and going to my den. Just like every other loner and rogue has done on this territory, and you spare them but not me." he mewed casually.

He unsheathed his claws, and his gaze followed a small finch that was on a branch. Without warning, he leaped, aiming to catch the bird from the sky.