Posts by rinbby15

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 423px]Lynxpaw -- temping for fireflies.
    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 286px; height: 96px; overflow: hidden; padding: 14px 8px 14px 8px; text-align: left; font: 11px/15px corbel; color: lightgray][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 295px; height: 114px; overflow: auto; margin: -15px 0px 0px -14px]Lynxpaw's muscles thrashed in pain as she pulled herself into camp. She was exhausted from the training group. All the apprentices were falling behind in their training, so the temporary deputy had said, and as such, they would be practicing their skills before an assessment. Naturally, Paintedleaf had been put in charge of the group; and she'd been fiercely determined to work them all to the bone. When they hadn't been climbing and jumping the trees, they'd been fighting one another in paw-to-paw combat. It'd been strenuous work, but in the end, they'd all been rewarded. By having to go for a hunt. Now, the sun shone above the sky and the apprentice felt as though she'd die.


    Dropping her freshkill on the pile, she barely heard Risingstar, but followed Sedgepaw, Sorrelpaw, and Morningpaw all the same. The other apprentices were already gathering on the far side of camp, next to their den, where they always met when a clan meeting was in progress. Yawning, she sat down with a soft plop next to Morningpaw, rolling her eyes at the other apprentice's giggle. "Can it, we're supposed to be listening to Risingstar." She hissed grumpily, lightly swiping at her friend.


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    Morningpaw -- temping for bigby
    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 286px; height: 96px; overflow: hidden; padding: 14px 8px 14px 8px; text-align: left; font: 11px/15px corbel; color: lightgray][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 295px; height: 114px; overflow: auto; margin: -15px 0px 0px -14px]Skipping merrily, the shapely red tabby whisked into the camp before Lynxpaw. She lay her freshkill on the pile happily, merrily taking the time to stretch out her tight muscles. They'd been training all morning, and now were home for some good old fashioned clan meeting. Nothing could dampen Morningpaw's mood right now. As she trotted after Sedgepaw, she playfully nipped at his tail, resulting in a natural reaction of a hiss. Giggling, she sat down and waited for Lynxpaw.


    As the other apprentice practically dragged herself over and flopped down, Morningpaw giggled. Which resorted in an irritated hiss from her friend. This of course, only made Morningpaw want to giggle again. She was already Paintedleaf's apprentice, so she was in-tune for this sort of training; she wished she could say the same about the other apprentices. They all looked so tired. The red apprentice looked towards her older sisters, Moonfrost and Forgottensky, smiling a little at the thought of Moonfrost's kittens. Then a thought hit her, if Moonfrost was going to be in the nursery soon; then wouldn't someone else need to mentor Sorrelpaw?[/fancypost][/fancypost]

    [size=7pt]tracking here, reasonably since I may join shortly... got to get things in order. But it looks good.


    (though, what would really help if I knew which characters were inactive and what was really needed)
    ((also, directed to Icy, would it be okay if I created a character who possibly grew to like lionstar - honestly i'm thinking even if he has a mate or desired mate, my character could potentially crush on him anyways, plot reasons))
    (((goodness, sorry last thing, what does it mean by reserved names? Does this mean we absolutely cannot use those names, even if we come up with a different suffix for the name?)))[/size]

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    The older tom smiled thoughtfully and nodded his head carefully towards her, "I know the feeling. Everyone has been itching to see these youngsters become apprentices. Even Beechspot has been happy-go-lucky recently." There was a hesitant note in his voice, but the ebony colored tom cast it aside to look at the kittens still sleeping. They appeared to be overflowing from their nest now that they were six moons old, and it was definitely an amusing sight to behold. "Maybe later today you'd like to go for a walk with me, Honeypool?" Sloethorn asked with a sheepish grin on his face. He knew she preferred the nursery to warrior duties, but perhaps he could coax her into it.

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    [size=19pt]MY FORMS[/size]




    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 274px; text-align: left; font: 8pt/15px corbel]The sun shone haphazardly through the apprentices' den entrance, forcing Blackpaw to roll onto her back, her paws covering her face. It was too soon to be awake, her mentor hadn't called for her, nor made any effort to retrieve her. Late night sparring practice might not have been the best idea her mentor had ever had, but oh well. Yawning, she opened one eye and trained it on the entrance. 'Maybe I could sleep a little longer...' The thought made her purr in delight and she rolled over once more, her back facing the light now. Purring, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep once more, her tail twitching idly against her side.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 274px; text-align: left; font: 8pt/16px corbel]Adder lifted his head casually and bristled towards his niece briefly. She was the thorn in his side, a monstrosity with too sensitive of emotions. It was a wonder Daffodil kept her alive for so long. The twelve month old was easily the most irritating factor in his mind. Adder scoffed and rose to his paws bitterly, he'd recently sent out a yowl for those nearest to send on a message. This Dreamclan was a trespasser and needed to be taught a lesson, like that pathetic Shineclan. Clans. Pah. Disgusting excuse for felines. They didn't even deserve to be called cats. Looking outside the tom noticed that some of the other rogues were already gathering below the old oak tree his sister made her base of residence.


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    Sloethorn smiled carefully and then opened his maw to speak, but then Thornkit awoke and began his loud talking. A chuckle erupted from the older warrior's maw, causing his whiskers to twitch slightly. Rosekit wailed at the sound of the older apprentice, and immediately, Sloethorn nudged the kitten closer to her mother, eyes soft. "Don't worry, Rosekit, Thornkit is just excited. Today is the day he leaves the nursery." The tom meowed, trying to soothe the one month old. Turning to look at Thornkit he grinned, "I can see you're excited. You should probably clean up. Don't want your clan to see you all filthy." He teased lightly, smiling a little.


    Beechspot looked towards Joysong and grinned, "Hi, Joysong. The six month olds should be having their ceremonies today." The brown tabby meowed with a grin. Flicking his tail he looked around, "Would you like to go hunting before the ceremony?" He asked, tilting his head.


    (after I work on his form Dashingkit will be here too).

    [size=7pt]Er... Phobias are his fears, body type is like bulky, stocky, sturdy, thin, etc. Uhm... infatuation is like an obsession. We're a semi-advanced rp so we need more than two sentences in description, personality, and history. You actually need to go into detail with the history.[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 20px; text-transform: lowercase; font-size: 8.5pt][ * BASICS ]
    name » wolfpaw
    ---prior names dashingkit
    ---future names wolfgorse
    gender » tom
    age » six months


    clan allegiance » shineclan
    clan ranking » apprentice
    desired ranking » warrior


    [ * APPEARANCE ]
    pelt color » dark brown mackerel tabby w/ low white
    ---length medium-long
    ---texture wispy
    eye color » hazel amber
    ---shape round
    ---size medium
    build » average
    scars » none


    [ * PERSONALITY ]
    positive traits » charming, considerate, playful
    neutral traits » loyal, well-mannered, easy-going
    negative traits » vain, out-spoken, clumsy


    weaknesses » insert
    strengths » insert


    fears » insert
    hopes » insert


    likes »
    loves »
    dislikes »
    hates »


    [ * RELATIVES ]
    mother » honeypool
    father » riley
    sisters » sweetpaw
    brothers » thornpaw


    [ * RELATIONSHIPS ]
    neutral people » to be determined
    friends » to be determined
    enemies » to be determined
    rivals » to be determined


    sexual orientation » heterosexual
    crushes » to be determined
    mates » developed
    offspring » none


    [ * OTHERS
    theme song »


    [ * HISTORY ]
    kitten-hood »


    apprentice months »


    warrior years »


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