Character Name: Spottedrose
Gender: She-cat
Clan{if any}: ThunderClan (If accepted)
Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Warrior
Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): Beautiful light gray with white paws, tail tip, ears tips; deep blue eyes that give toms shivers.
Personality: Sweet, kind, loyal, brave.
History(Not needed): Was a loner, now a warrior. 'Nuff said.
Thanks!
Spottedrose-Light gray she-cat with deep blue eyes that give toms the shivers and white paws, tail tip, and ears tips. Kind, generous, compassionate, loving.
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Spottedrose padded into the camp, unsure of where she was. "Excuse me?" she called at the top of her lungs. "I'm a new warrior here, and I don't know where I am or what I'm supposed to do!" Her deep blue eyes searched the camp quickly, trying to find the leader or deputy, sure she'd know who it was when she saw them. "Anybody?" she called, her eyes growing panicked.
Spottedrose of ThunderClan ran as fast as her light gray, white-pawed legs would carry her. No one realized she was being chased by a dog! She had spotted it while hunting alone, wanting some time to herself. It was trotting close to the camp, so she diverted it's attention and was leading it away, not knowing where she was running. She ran right across the stepping-stones, hoping it would follow. It plunged into the water and paddled after her, it's eyes bright with excitement and it's mouth yapping with pleasure, with it's tongue lolling. She slowed to let it catch up before pounding again further and further into RiverClan territory. Her deep blue eyes that seemed to give toms the shivers darted around, unsure of this territory. One of her paws got stuck in the mud, her ears sweeping through leaves and branches as she charged into a willow tree's heart. The dog still chased her, his yipping and howling could wake the dead. Spottedrose was getting extremely tired after all the running, yet she knew she couldn't give up. She wished a RiverClan patrol or someone would come a save her before the dog caught her and she'd parish. The dog's breath hot on her tail, Spottedrose ran around the three's trunk before charging out of the leaves. And heading east, towards the RiverClan camp. But she didn't know that.
Spottedrose stared blankly at the tom, admiring his bravery. Then he yowled something to her and she pelted away, her white-tipped tail streaming behind her. Yet she only went a ways away before pounding back and slicing the dog's ears with her sharp claws. "I'm NOT leaving you!" she hissed before clawing the dog's sides and muzzle. It howled in pain before charging away where a Twoleg was calling him back. Spottedrose regained her posture and turned to the RiverClan tom. "I'm Spottedrose," she said, dipping her head politely. "I really should be going..." she added, turning to leave.
Sparrow, a light gray male fox with reddish underbelly and ears, spotted a large rabbit nibbling at some long grasses not far from his den. It was early morning and he was starved. He had just traveled a long distance from his pack after being kicked out for some unknown reason. Maybe because the leader didn't like him. Anyhow, Sparrow was fine with it. In fact, he preferred to live on his own, with no one to provide shelter and food for except himself. But lately, he felt like he needed some sort of companionship. This forest he was in was perfect for living in, and he assumed other foxes lived here, too. There was a small stream by his den, perfect for drinking out of, the prey was plentiful, and his den was well sheltered by a couple bramble bushes he could easily crawl under. Everything was perfect. Except someone to live life with. When Sparrow was first kicked out, he had loved the idea of living by himself. It suited him. But now, as he was older, he felt like he wanted someone to provide for. To give a home, a life, food and water. But whom?
OOC-Okay:)
IC-Spottedrose blushed deeply if cats could. "It was no biggy. Thank you for saving me. I'm sure I would have gone to StarClan if you hadn't saved me!" Her deep blue eyes sparkled with admiration. And was there a hint of affection? No, it was quickly hidden. "Oh, no! You have a gash! Let me help you..." she exclaimed, her eyes getting wider. She took a step forward. That needs cobwebs and marigold, maybe?" She rushed off to find the cobwebs, not getting the marigold in case she was wrong. She was only a warrior, but she had learned a little from the medicine cat. She came back quickly with a pawful of cobwebs and spread them on his gash, trying to stop the bleeding. "Well, that'll have to do for the time...Do you belong to a Clan? You don't really smell like one..."
OOC-I know that, but 'she' (Spottedrose) doesn't...
IC-Spottedrose turned, puzzled. "But which was is home?" she asked.
"Oh. That stinks. Do you know which was it to ThunderClan territory?" Spottedrose asked, sitting down and sweeping her tail over her paws. Even though she liked this tom, it seemed to him like he had all the time in the world, while she needed to get out before a RiverClan patrol scented or spotted her.
Character Name: Shadowclaw
Gender: Tom
Clan{if any}: ShadowClan
Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Warrior
Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): Jet black tom with orange/yellow eyes. Very scary looking.
Personality: Power hungry, blood-thirsty, mean, scary, keeps to himself.
History(Not needed): Shadowclaw's parents were ShadowClan and WindClan, much to his dismay. He hates that he's half-Clan and wishes he could have revenge on them, but they joined StarClan before he could get his claws on them. So, instead, he plans to rule ShadowClan someday and get revenge on WindClan, instead.
Thank you, so much!!
Spottedrose stood and followed. She dipped her paws in the river, shivering at the icy touch, but slid in anyways, paddling with her paws and fear growing in her eyes. "I can't do this, Sparkheart!" she hissed, panic rushing up from her belly. Her fur felt like a thousand sparrows, pushing her down and she struggled to keep her head above the water. Then, she spotted the other shore. ThunderClan territory. Her eyes grew hard with determination and she pushed herself forward, suddenly liking the feeling of the water swimming through her fur. Wait, I'm a ThunderClan cat, she had to remind herself. I shouldn't be swimming! As soon as she could touch, Spottedrose leaped out of the water onto the land and shook out her fur. "Okay, lemme find a spot in the sun to dry out my fur before we leave," she said, lying in the sun and licking her fur dry. When it was damp, she turned to Sparkheart. "Thanks for everything. I hope I see you again. Maybe, meet me tomorrow night at Fourtrees. At moonhigh." Then she licked his cheek and headed into the woods.
OOC-Now we're at Fourtrees, it's moonhigh, and the next night.
IC-Spottedrose sat at the bottom of the rock the leaders stand on during the Gathering. She waited for Sparkheart. Her fur was clean and beautiful and her eyes reflected the moon. She was a pretty sight, and any tom would have gone goo-goo for her if they'd seen her. She had a sparrow with her. She'd planned to share it with him tonight.
Shadowclaw, a jet black tom with orange/yellow eyes, padded into camp. "ShadowClan..." he muttered, his voice deep and low so no one could hear him, "what am I going to do with you?" Shadowclaw's father was from WindClan and his mother from ShadowClan, making him a half-Clan cat, but he NEVER told anybody his secret. In fact, he never told anyone anything, really. Shadowclaw was the kind of cat who kept to himself, never really talking much unless it had to do with power or battling. He was a blood-thirsty, power-hungry cat that should belong in BloodClan instead, yet ShadowClan was where he lived. Shadowclaw thought wearing dog teeth was absurd. Anyhow, his scary, orange/yellow eyes could frighten a kit just when he glanced at them. And his jet black pelt didn't help much either. Shadowclaw only had two goals in life: Rule ShadowClan and destroy WindClan for allowing their warrior to have kits with his mother; have kits of his own and make them follow in his pawsteps. He knew the second goal would never be accomplished, for who likes a scary-eyed, power-hungry tom who wants revenge? No she-cat, that's for sure.
Either way, he was only a warrior for now, but soon he'd be made deputy and then he'd wait until the leader was on his/her last life, where he'd take them to the woods and kill them, saying it was a fox and he couldn't save them. Then, he'd rule ShadowClan and take over all the Clans, making ShadowClan the overall rulers, and he'd be at the top.
Spottedrose nudged the sparrow towards him. "Here, we can share." Then she licked his cheek back and allowed him to take the first bite. Then she ate with him. After their meal, she led him over to a tree and climbed up to the first branch. "Come on! We can see the whole forest from up here," she said, climbing up another branch.
Spottedrose giggled. "Sparkheart, you know just how to impress a she-cat," she said, nuzzling him lovingly. "I wonder what my Clan would think..." she said, thinking.
OOC-It's okay:)
IC-Shadowclaw listened intently as they bickered, then finally told him why they had come to him. He thought their question over thoughtfully. "I want revenge on WindClan, not ShadowClan, but, if you insist, I could make ShadowClan be scared of me, so they will listen. Yes I will help you." Shadowclaw noticed Summersudder watching him. He turned his yellow/orange gaze towards her green one. "Want anything else?" he asked, standing to leave and head towards the fresh-kill pile.
Sparrow turned his holly green eyes on the intruder. "Oh. The prey is plentiful here, yes. There are no Twolegs, but this is my territory, so move along," he grunted, staring intently at the vixen. She was very pretty, with her red coat and blue eyes. "Unless you want to stay for a couple days, Copper," he added. He'd eventually caught the large rabbit and had been eating it, but there was plenty left. "Would you like some prey?" he asked, stepping back from it.
Spottedrose thought she smelled another riverclan Tom. "Hello?" She called out to the bushes, pulling away from sparkheart. She thought she smelled glintrain, a Tom she had seen at gatherings.
Spottedrose stiffened as he mentioned he'd smelled her earlier. "Yeah, it was kinda chasing me," she said, licking her light gray chest fur in embarrassment. Glancing back up, she added, "Why are you all the way out at Fourtrees?"
Shadowclaw simply licked a paw and drew it over his ears. "No need to thank me, yet," he said, coolly yet it seemed to hide a threat. "You never know where you allegiances' real loyalties lie." Then, standing he padded off.
"You're very welcome," Sparrow woofed, watching her. "You may stay as long as you like, I don't mind."
OOC-Sorry for short post, I'm really out of it...
