Posts by Brokencub

aight thanks cx

ic; The young male heard tiny pawsteps and paused, the flow of milk ceasing. Licking his chops for the remnants of the warm liquid he clumsily turned, blinking when he saw a small kit watching with a curious glint in his eyes. The cub tilted his head, watching the kit with his own curious glint. The young male's name was that of Brokencub. His eyes took in every little detail of the small furball near him and slowly, he started to lift himself up on his big paws. His legs were wobbly and he sidestepped, tumbling down with a little frustrated grunt and a poof of dust. The cub looked back at his mother then back to the new presence who had revealed himself. Brokencub began again, slowly raising himself on wobbly legs and took a shaky step forth. Slowly continuing he had taken a few steps until he'd fallen again, growling quietly with frustration.

ninja'd me Agent cx I'd spoken to Common and there was a Crookedsmile x NPC litter? Comm was okay with me taking one.. a cub. not sure if Crookedsmile is male or female ;o; but either way there is an NPC parent xD

and alrighty thanks Agent! :)

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The cub saw another being, a bigger one at that. The new scent filled his nostrils and he eyed her nervously, and began shoving his hindquarters back, trying to back up. His mind raced with thoughts of fear, and he looked back at his mother, desiring the comfort of her belly once more. His heart thumped in his tiny chest, booming in his ears, his face hot. The cub's eyes were wide with fear, and he continued trying to make his way back, scooting his hiney against the earthy ground.

Brokencub hesitated. Nodding slowly, he glanced around nervously, unsure of what else to say. The female seemed nice though. If she'd wanted to kill him she probably already would have. He stood up on wobbly legs, a cold finger making its way down his back. He shivered, his fur standing on end and resting once more when the feeling passed. The young lion flicked his tail tip, his legs growing less and less wobbly by the second, and he examined the female's posture. He imitated her stance, his paws underneath his shoulders, his back straight, head and neck erect and Brokencub took on an alert look. His tail tip hovered just above the ground, the little cub examining the fae curiously. How big was this world? How many other cats were there?

The young male looked at her, remaining bashful. "Brokencub." He managed to squeak out. The cub took slow steps towards the female cat, his claws leaving their sheathes to dig into the ground and steady him. His legs were still somewhat wobbly as he padded forth to the female cat. "What's your name?" He asked, his voice full of genuine curiosity. Maybe she was nice. She seemed a bit hostile before, but she gave off a good vibe.. Brokencub admired her already, and plopped his hindquarters down, sitting awkwardly.

omg that just adds on to a plot I have ;o; yusss

Brokencub nodded, looking back at his mother. She was motionless now, and Brokencub looked down, and back towards the female. "Shadowclan?" He asked quietly, his voice barely audible. He raised a paw, pawing at his nose, a few mosquitoes bothering the atmosphere. He looked back at his now unmoving mother and then back at Agent Olive. "I don't wanna stay here..." He whined, tears burning his eyes and blurring his vision. Sniffling, Brokencub stared at the ground by his big paws, his ears flattened.

Brokencub tilted his head, wondering if he should. But he was in fact, hungry. He waddled over to the female cat just as another, young cat appeared. Brokencub paid no attention to the new soul and began to feed from Olive. Brokencub placed a big paw on her belly as the warm milk flowed through his mouth and down his throat. It tasted.. good. But different from what little he had of his mother's. He already missed his mother... Brokencub's ears flattened as he suckled, sadness coursing through his veins but he pushed the threatening tears away. Olive smelled different too, but her scent had a motherly scent to it. Brokencub pulled away. "Do you have kittens?" He asked softly, one ear perking up with curiosity as the other stayed flat. His big paw still lay on her belly, the warmth coursing through him. Brokencub was still unsure about this whole 'Shadowclan' thing but.. he needed somewhere to live. Somewhere to be able to hunt, eat, and sleep, and still be safe. He was going to miss his birth parents, but at least he felt that Olive could take good care of him.

Brokencub shied away from yet another new presence. He'd brought some sort of leaves. Borag? No.. Burach? No... Borage... Yeah.. That was probably it. He easily jumped over Olive and hid behind her, the only thing visible from him were his eyes and ears. "Hi.." He whispered, taking in Olive's scent, her fur tickling his little pink nose. The cub looked at Olive's facial features and looked back at the new male that had arrived. Slowly he approached the back side of Olive, more of his little body showing. "Who are you?" Brokencub asks, settling down near the base of Olive's tail.

*lion cub cx

Oh my gosh. There was so many newcomers. Brokencub's fur prickled with anxiety and as the new cat introduced himself, Brokencub nervously replied, "I'm Brokencub.." He flicked his ears, mosquitoes disturbing him and he rested his chin on Olive's back, his body growing weary from all the milk he had received from his biological mother and Olive. He looked at the doctor. He had once been human? Woah.. He watched as he melted ice into water and Brokencub's eyes widened with awe and curiosity. What the heck just happened were his thoughts..

who's da leader of Shadowclan? ;-;

lol I just joined Shadowclan and the main game so... I was thinking of doing something with Brokencub.. like a Tigerclaw kinda thing. But he's not gonna like end up over throwing all the clans.. maybe.. >;3 *clasps hands together and laughs evilly*

er..

so yeah cx

haha xD

crazy against crazy >;3 BWAHAHAHA *evil laughter*

lol jk. but yeah I want Brokencub to grow up and be some evil menace crazy psycho guy xD

aw omg Cal is cuteee cx

[align=center][color=white]ahaha cx

ew cx I wanna put that in my siggie yo xD

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; width: 375px; line-height: 120%;][justify]could you? im trying to kill tHIS ANNOYING FLY THAT KEEPS LANDING ON MY HEAD AND TRYING TO FLY IN MY EAR
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[align=center][font=times new roman][color=white]^^^mind if I use that Diana? XD

I had to edit it cuz quoting the whole thing didn't fit in my siggie xc x-x

anybody wanna plot with my lil cub ;o;

stalker >;o

haha awright cx Setekh and Brokencub could be best frands? c; they're both males xD

lol aight just makin sure it was aight ^.^ xD

OOH OMG YUSS YAS BRO YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

and lol aight set cx

STOP NINJA-ING ME >:O

[align=center][font=times new roman][color=white]sure! ^.^

dat face doe cx

haha yeah. aww poor guy x-x

I'll make the thread either tonite or tomorrow cuz im a lazy btch ;-;

btw guys im going inactive next week cuz imma be in Las Vegas for a martial arts world tournament.. soo.. if I have my phone or if I can get my dirty little hands on electronics i'll try and be on.. but I wont a whole lot soooo... I leave Wednesday and come back on the second of august..

so err.... you wanna start? xD I'm not too sure how I wanna start o_____o

link to set x broken cx

wow I actually got to it.. lol

and call me Charlie or broken ^.^

The young cub jumped upon hearing a loud honk coming from the other side of the marshy camp. He looked up, his small head appearing in the tall, weedy grass. Mud stuck to his belly fur and along the back side of his legs, getting in between his paws. Shadowclan was set in a marshy environment. Brokencub didn't hate it, nor did he much like it. Pricking his ears, he listened in case there was another honk and stood, shaking out his pelt free of any bugs that had clung on. The little male cub made his way to the broken down car, a burnt out skeleton of a car at least. Brokencub spotted an animal, and recognized him as Setekh. Flicking his tail tip he spoke quietly, bashful. "Was that you?" He asked, dipping his head with shyness.

a sha creature? what's dat o-o

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Brokencub looked up at the being and shyly averted his eyes up to stare into the male's own pools. "I'm Brokencub." He squeaked, becoming a little more comfortable with the guy. Brokencub wasn't yet aware of it, but Shadowclan was pretty harsh. Murderers here, there, everywhere. But Brokencub seemed to be the odd one out at the moment being his shy little self. The curious cub's tail swung from side to side and he spoke up again, his paws sinking into the marshy ground, "What's your name?" He spoke a little more loudly, with a little more confidence than before; he was quick getting comfortable around others. He pulled out his left front paw followed by a sucking noise and a small splatter of mud to the side. "Yuck." He muttered, shaking his paw, though he was just going to stick it back in. And that's precisely what he did. He stuck his paw back down on the ground and it sank into the mud, his paw closer to his right paw this time. Looking back up at the being before him, admiring how he sat in the broken down bumper car.

The adventurous cub was bouncing around in the forest, pouncing on little bugs he stumbled upon, and leaping over rocks and onto others, minding his little business and just having a kiddy adventure. That's when Brokencub heard some quite odd noises. They were very out place for this part of the forest, and instinctively, the little lion cub crouched; but he made one fatal mistake- he was not downwind. He spotted through a bush, three cats, all tied, plus another cat, untied and pacing. He recognized her as one of the Shadowclanners; he'd seen her around camp before.. What was her name? Di? Diane? No.. that didn't seem right. He pondered for a second and her name came to mind. Diana! Brokencub was hidden in the bushes, and he watched, curious and a bit nervous. After all, what was the reason Diana was tying up these cats? He could smell three different scents. Maybe three different clans... He recognized two smells, Riverclan and Windclan, but the last one seemed foreign to him. He couldn't put his paw on it. The cub's belly fur brushed the ground as he watched, quite confused by this... situation he came upon.