Posts by Fadedclaw

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    Name ~ Teqil



    Gender ~ Female



    Age ~ 3 1/2 years



    Appearance ~



    Breed ~ Mongrel (Akita x ?)



    In need of mate? ~ Sure.



    Crush ~ N/A



    Mate ~ N/A



    Pups ~ Chance, Sadie, Choko (All live with Teqil's old owners.)



    History ~ Teqil was born a stray. She was three months when the Humane Society captured her. A few days later, she was adopted out by a lady named Alexa Jejna, but Teqil escaped soon after, when the door was open and she saw her chance. She is now a stray dog.



    Personality ~ Highly aggressive. She does not like females. Males are only tolerated when she is in heat, or they help her in some way.



    Pet/Stray ~ Stray



    Other ~ N/A

    Chance raised his head as his mate stalked up to him, and he was surprised by her stance. "You will not go outside. You will suffocate..." Then again, Chance had no idea what it was like outside. Ash didn't always fall from the sky. It usually was just a cloud. But it was layered on the ground about 9 inches deep. He had once ventured out there when the ash was falling, and he'd nearly died. "If you go, I will be going with you." He said, sitting up. "When do you want to leave, Choice?"

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    Character Name
    Cleargaze


    Character Age
    32 Moons


    Gender
    Female


    Rank
    Warrior


    Family
    Mother;; Palenose
    Father;; Flightwing
    Siblings;; Rosekit
    Mate
    N/A


    Kits
    N/A;; Wants


    Appearance
    Cleargaze is an earthy-colored tabby cat with clear green-blue eyes. Her eyes can come as a shock to some who have never seen her before. They are very bright, and look like a clear stream. Thus she got her name, Cleargaze. She has pronounced cheek-bones, which gives her face a fluffy look. Her tail is very long. Her fur is very soft, and going on to medium-length. She has white on her maw. She has white covering her two front paws, and socks on her hind legs. She has three scars on her thigh, from a past fight with a loner. Her whiskers are long, about an inch wider than her actual body. Her nose is a light pinkish color, passed down from her mother.


    Personality
    Cleargaze is a very quiet she-cat. She does not like loud noises; she gets very startled if she's in the woods alone, and just a twig snaps. She has a laid-back personality, and is only comfortable with good friends. She loves kits, and they are the only things that make her life joyful. She can act very mother-like. If a kits mother is gone for a little while, Cleargaze will play with the kit and watch over it. Cleargaze can be very fierce in battle; she doesn't enjoy it all that much, though. She was never excited about it even when she was a kit or apprentice. The thought of battle scares her. She can seem quite anti-social to newcomers, though.


    Likes



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    Strengths



    Weaknesses



    History
    A small black kit lay beside a tabby kitten. It was nestled in it's mothers belly, eyes shut and ears flat on its head. Another kit, larger than the black one, was slowly climbing onto its mother's back. The mother cat purred. "Now, now, Clearkit. Don't get ahead of yourself." She gently grasped Clearkit's scruff, and set her down by her belly. Her yellow-green eyes shined proudly; she was a mother to two kits! Who wouldn't be proud of this?


    ~


    Clearkit settled down in a small hole, her body fitting almost perfectly. Lionpaw tossed her a mossball, and she squealed with delight. She caught it with a small, white paw, and tossed it back, hitting Lionpaw square on the nose. He looked confused, and finally found the ball by his foot. He hit it yet again, and it was tossed out of camp. Clearkit bounded after it, unaware that she was heading straight for danger. Lionpaw cried out. "Clearkit! Stop!" Clearkit didn't know why she didn't. For some reason, the forest seemed to draw her closer. As she was about to hook the moss ball with her claws, she saw a cat. Several cats. They are a scraggly bunch; they had scars all over their bodies, torn ears, some with no ears at all. Clearkit let out a squeak, and the one leading them turned. "I heard something.." He said to his group. Suddenly, Clearkit let out a shriek and ran to camp. "Intruders!" She cried out, and ran straight to the nursery. The last things she saw was her mother being gutted, and her sister's neck being broken.


    Other
    CloudClan Lives

    Chance nodded to Choice. He walked over to the metal and glass doors, and peered up at the sky. It was a dark grey, indicating more snowfall. The snow that was already on the ground was a greyish color, instead of the sparkling white it normally was. He nudged the door open, and walked outside. He felt his chest freeze as he went outside; it must have been 10 degrees out there. "Come on, then." He said, and began to walk, leaving paw prints in the deep snow.

    (OOC; Sorry I didn't post! My uncle got home from Camp Pendleton. (He's a marine and I was excited to see him. xD)


    IC; "I would never have let you go alone; you would easily be killed if you went by yourself." He walked on, his paws sinking deep into the gray-tinged snow. He heard a howl from far off, and he stopped walking. Then he realized that the dog or wolf were miles and miles away, and he kept walking with Choice by his side.


    Choice smiled slightly and then stopped when Chance stopped, hearing the howl from far off. A low growl threatened to eascape her thought but she pushed it back and kept walking. "Thank you, anyway" she said


    Ooc: Sorry about the short post, I had nothing to work with....LOL



    (OOC; Jeez, I didn't expect you guys to be so active. <3


    (IC; Chance was wondering where food even was. It had been nearly a whole day since they left, and it was beginning to become dark. He could see better in the darkness, but he was afraid he would get lost. He was also wondering how the pack was doing, and was worried about them as well. "It's nearly dark." His eyes drifted over to the sunset. How would they manage to get home? Would they find bodies? Would there be intruders? He almost whined. He was anxious to get back to his pack, to check up on them.

    (OOC: Sasha, I did not understand that post at all.


    IC: Chance ran after Choice as she bounded ahead. "What do you see?" Chance was blinded by white and gray, and couldn't tell what was what. He was wondering if she was talking about their home, Petco, or if she had seen food. If it was home, great! He suddenly felt a small tremor beneath him, and knew it was an earthquake. It definitely wasn't a bad one, seeing as Chance did not fall over. "Okay, again, what did you see?" He repeated, after the earthquake stopped.

    rcticlan: lan of the orth


    [font=andale mono]ArcticClan is semi-advanced, so writing at least one paragraph is needed. No less. Even if you have no muse to roleplay, you still need to post at least one paragraph, or you will get a warning. If you are obviously not literate, you will be kicked from the roleplay, and not allowed to return.




    [font=andale mono]ArcticClan resides in the far north of Canada, where temperatures get down to -15°. These cats have not seen humans for at least thirty years, and all domestication has been bred out of them, and they are now completely feral. They all have very long fur, which protects them from the cold. Their claws are long and hooked, and their bodies are two times the size of a normal house cat. They are fierce, brave warriors, and six warriors together may take down a wolf. All trespassers are killed, and it does not matter if they are an ally or not, the Clan must protect what little food they have.


    What they eat: Animal carcasses, and whatever edible creature they may find in their harsh environment.


    Weather: It is only warm three times a year, and this is when the Clan gains their strength. Even then, the temperature only gets up to 65 - 70°. The rest of the year, it is very cold, and it snows quite a bit.


    Rules:
    1. At least 1 paragraph (5 sentences) in a post.
    2. No short hair cats.
    3. Even though the cats are very large, you may not take on any large predators or prey animals alone.
    4. Realistic characters only. (Special powers, unrealistic colors) Put "Arctic" in the Other part of your form.
    5. No powerplaying.
    6. No godmodding. (Killing a wolf is an example of this.)
    7. Do not control another person's character in a fight.
    Good example; Redshadow attempted to claw Daisyfur's nose.
    Bad example; Redshadow killed Daisyfur.
    8. All WCRPG rules apply here.
    9. Only minor swear words are allowed.


    Ranks:
    Leader Pair: [1/2][The mated leaders of the Clan. They make all of the decisions, and enforce the rules when they must. When one leader dies, the other must return to their warrior duties, and the deputy/deputy pair will take over the leader duties.]
    Lynxstar x ---


    Deputy Pair: [1/2][The second-in-command. They are in charge of arranging patrols, and consult with the leaders when there is battle, and other important things that must be discussed. They are the leaders friends, and they are trusted and respected around the Clan, unless they do something that the Clan does not approve of. If for some reason, a deputy mates with the leader, the deputy will become the other leader, and a new deputy will be chosen.]
    Shatteredsoul x ---


    Medicine Cat: [1/3][The medicine cats help around the Clan, and nurse injured or sick Clanmates back to health. They are not allowed to have a mate or kits.]
    Mottledawn , ---, ---


    Warriors: [3/Unlimited][They risk their life for the Clan every day. They protect it, feed it, and sometimes have to do various chores around the camp.]
    Demonflame , Soulreaper, Fireflight


    Apprentices: [2/Unlimited][They are in training to become warriors, and are assigned to a single mentor, unless that mentor has died or retired to elder position. They must do various tasks like hunting, and cleaning.]
    Foxpaw , Firepaw


    Queens: [0/Unlimited][Warrior she-cats that are either pregnant or nursing kits. They return to their duties when their kits become apprentices.]
    ---


    Elders: [0/Unlimited][The retired warriors of the Clan. They are unable to fight, hunt, or do any warrior tasks due to age, illness, or defects.]
    ---


    Kits: [2/Unlimited][The young of the Clan; they are 0-6 moons old, and are unable to fight or do any apprentice/warrior tasks. They stay in the Nursery until they are 6 moons, and able to become an apprentice.]
    Sakurakit , Wolfkit [color=blue]♂


    Form:
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    Age:
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    Kits:
    Appearance: Please describe this with words, no pictures please.
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    My Form:
    Username: FadedClaw
    Character Name: Lynxstar
    Age: 3 years
    Gender: Tom
    Crush: N/A
    Mate: N/A
    Kits: N/A
    Appearance: Lynxstar is a little bit smaller than a lynx; this is where he got his name. His fur is long and silky. He is solid white with faded grey stripes on his tail. His eyes are a pretty turquoise blue. His ears are quite large and long, with small fur tufts on the tips. His maw is very much like a Maine Coons'.
    Personality: He is a very confident tom, and is fierce in fights. He is very friendly with his Clan, and is out-going, and great to be around.
    Roleplay example: ---
    Other: ---


    Mentors:
    Fireflight is mentoring Foxpaw
    Soulreaper is mentoring Firepaw
    Sakurakit will be mentored by Demonflame
    Wolfkit will be mentored by Shatteredsoul


    Camp:

    "Dogs might be staying there," Chance said. "We would have found this earlier; I don't remember smelling food here. I think I passed by here a long time ago." He squinted his eyes at the building, and came to a halt next to Choice. "I'd rather find food out in the open, or under an shelter that you can see inside, rather than a dark building." He sighed. He wanted to get the food, he could smell it, but he was afraid that there might be a pack inside, or an ambush. He didn't feel safe.