Posts by countybum

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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"Can I come?" Kettle asked loudly as he approached, not wanting to be ignored or anything. Herb gathering meant getting out of the caves and the kitten was game for that, especially since he'd be with a bunch of soldiers. What could go wrong with picking a few flowers, after all?
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Kettle barely noticed the Emperor moving closer to him, instead speeding up as he caught sight of the lake below them. He could look after himself, he was sure, although it was nice to have someone to fall back on, especially someone as experienced as Trojan. "What dangers are there? Humans?" Kettle had heard that humans were slow and stupid, so how could they form a danger to him? [/fancypost]
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Peering down into the watery depths, Kettle saw nothing but his shadow and a faint reflection of himself. "I don't know, don't let your shadow touch the water? Aren't shadows like scent to fish?" Hopefully he'd gotten that right and hadn't just spewed up a load of rubbish. Wouldn't that be embarrassing. The seal point huffed and lifted a paw as if to splash the water. "Why would wolves and owls carry kits off? Don't they have enough in their own empires?"
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]The siamese flattened his ears and stared up at Trojan, not moving from his side by the lake. "I don't want to be a meal! That was horrible! Didn't wolves eat their prey alive and eagles stab their prey with sharp claws? He didn't want that to happen to him or anyone he knew. Besides, he wasn't prey; he wasn't a fish or a mouse. No one had any business eating him!
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"Why's she the only expert?" Kettle mewed with a tilt of his head as he shifted closer to the feline(?) in question. "What if something happens to her?" Wouldn't they all die of sickness in a horrible, slow way?
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]We could let it happen in other theads and have a private thread later.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"But what if they don't come down?" All birds couldn't be stupid enough to go to their deaths, could they? Kettle puffed out a sigh and glanced around him for something bird-like.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Name: Snakeskin.
Gender: tom.
Wanted Rank: medicine cat.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 3 years.
Looks: Snakeskin is a large, broad shouldered cat with pale blue eyes. He is completely furless with pale pink skin and is terribly scarred all over his body, from which his name is derived as the texture of his skin is like that of a scaly snake. Ref. image.
Personality: quiet and well meaning, Snakeskin is the ideal medicine cat. He cares for all cats, especially the kits and elders. His connection with StarClan is strong and he believes the fire that scarred him was sent by the warrior ancestors to bring him to his Clan.
Family: Lizardfoot, his brother.
Other / History: Snakeskin is a purebred Sphynx cat who was bred to win the highest level cat shows with his brother. He was formerly named Sylvester and was one of the most prominent cats in the shows. Snakeskin was injured in a fire at a major cat show, but escaped the flames to wander as rogues with his badly burned brother.

Name: Lizardfoot.
Gender: tom.
Wanted Rank: warrior.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 3 years.
Looks: Lizardfoot, like his brother, is a scarred, hairless cat whose skin resembles that of a reptile. His build and height is also the same, although he is more heavily scarred around his paws and has black skin with yellow eyes. Ref. image
Personality: This tom is the opposite of his brother in personality. Arrogant and cold, Lizardfoot is the prime example of a ShadowClan cat as viewed by others. He sees no problem breaking the warrior code and dislikes young kits or cats from another Clan. Lizardfoot lives for the thrill of battle and won't hesitate to provoke an attack, especially since he is such a good fighter.
Family: Snakeskin, his brother.
Other / History: Same history as his brother, even to the point of being owned by the same twoleg.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]You're welcome and maybe I'll make a couple more characters later. Also, you've put my name as grump. at the end of Lizardfoot's bio.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]I'm pretty sure that the Empire of Sartaq no longer has anyone in the medic position so there may be a chance that you could have a character as a medic if you created one and waited for the herb training session that's coming up.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]In the warmth of his mother's womb, the unnamed kit squirmed and twisted, feeling a strong pushing sensation. He kicked out, feeling for the familiarity of what was his home since the very beginning of his development, and pushed against other, unmoving bodies. Everything was the same, yet different. The kit knew something was to happen, although he was not yet sure what.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Thank you. (:
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]And Sunset's question was answered as the final kit, a little brown tabby, opened his mother to let out a thin wail as he felt the first chills of life. He squirmed, the only life amongst his littermates, wet fur glistening in the pale light, and cried out again. He was cold and he was hungry and he did not like it.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Kettle stared with worrisome eyes at the fish flapping on the bank, reached out a dark paw to tap it as it flailed. "Trojan," he began, a questioning note entering his voice as he spoke. "Do you think that fish think it unfair for them to be prey?" Coughing, the kitten rushed to explain before the Emperor thought him a coward. "I mean, they must hunt other things, so they wouldn't like being eaten, would they?"
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]The unnamed kit opened his mouth to let out a wail as he was pushed closer to his mother's belly, only quieting down to suckle, his birth almost forgotten in his young mind.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]I hope you don't mind it that I've created a few more cats.

Name: Cloudstar.
Gender: tom.
Wanted Rank: leader.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 5 years.
Looks: Cloudstar is a massive white Persian cat with dark orange eyes. His build is strong and sturdy and very large, but he is made to seem even bigger with his fluffy white pelt. Most of Cloudstar's strength is in his shoulders and front paws, adding to powerful swipes. His haunches are no less powerful than that of a great fighter as they often support his full weight when standing on his back legs. ref. image.
Personality: This tom is brave and knows when to back down from a fight. He doesn't like to grow close to many cats as he was previously kept in solitude with his twoleg. Cloudstar won't stand for insults made against his Clan, himself or any of his Clanmates. He enjoys battle practise but, come the real thing, is often nervous due to his not having any claws. This problem is overcome, however, by continuously battering his opponent into the ground and overwhelming them with his large size.
Family: unknown.
Other / History: Cloudstar was bought from a breeder by an old woman at a very young age, just after weaning. He was kept in her small den and not allowed out, his only form of entertainment his owner and the guests she would frequently have around. Cloudstar often tore up the old woman's furniture in boredom, thus leading to the removal of all of his claws and his neutering. He was remained in the house for four years until the old woman died and he made his escape through an open door, quickly learning to hunt and fight and living by himself until meeting Cherry. He was previously named Cloud.

Name: Foxheart.
Gender: she-cat.
Wanted Rank: deputy.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 42 moons.
Looks: Foxheart is a small ginger tabby with blue eyes and sharps claws. She's smaller than most cats and is easily dwarfed by larger apprentices, but excels at hunting and fighting, given that she has plenty of space to maneuver. Her small size and soft pelt also causes her to be sometimes mistaken as an apprentice by cats who do not know who she is. ref. image.
Personality: Like her namesake, Foxheart is wily and cunning, not afraid to use nasty tricks to her advantage. Most cats know her as a cold and unforgiving she-cat, which is fine by her standards, but she has a soft spot for kits and young apprentices of her Clan, often teaching the kits a few moves before they are apprenticed.
Family: unknown.
Other / History: She was born as Fox to two loner parents and is also descended from the original Clan cats, not that she cares much. As soon as she was able to care for herself, Foxheart left her family and began to wander, never staying in one place for too long and never making friends. However, when she hit her first year, she gave birth to a litter of kits which were conceived by a nameless tom in a night of fun in the city. She named the kits Ivy, Holly and Badger, but all three were killed in a flash flood, and Foxheart began to wander again, this time becoming more closed off and not even speaking to other cats. At least, until her third year, where she stumbled across a sickly pregnant she-cat and helped to hunt and care for her until she was well again. The she-cat was Birdfeather and the two became fast friends, travelling together until they stopped for Birdfeather to give birth to her kits. Soon after, the four of them joined what was to become the Clans.

Name: Birdfeather.
Gender: she-cat.
Wanted Rank: queen.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 2 years.
Looks: Birdfeather is a dainty flame point ragdoll cat with light blue eyes and soft fur. Her pelt is always groomed to perfection and she tends to sit neatly and make precise movements, which help in her hunting and fighting, although she is one of the weaker fighters. ref. image.
Personality: She is polite and often rather nervous around cats she does not know well. Birdfeather is also well spoken and caring and is close friends with Foxheart since they met.
Family: her two kits, Mousekit and Volekit.
Other / History: Birdfeather was formerly a cat kept primarily for breeding, but tired of losing her kits soon after they were weaned, so left as soon as she discovered she was pregnant again. She did not fare well outside of the safety of the her twoleg home, falling ill and unable to hunt or defend herself against threats. She was found by a cat who revealed herself to be called Fox and stuck with her. She was formerly named Birdy.

Name: Mousekit.
Gender: she-cat.
Wanted Rank: kit.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 4 moons.
Looks: Mousekit is an average sized chocolate point ragdoll cat with clear blues eyes. ref. image.
Personality: Mousekit is very much a follower and is very loyal, but hates to get dirty or lost.
Family: Birdfeather and Volekit.
Other / History: Mousekit was born to Birdfeather with her brother and soon joined the Clans with them and Foxheart.

Name: Volekit.
Gender: tom.
Wanted Rank: kit.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 4 moons.
Looks: Volekit, like his mother, is a flame point ragdoll cat with blue eyes. ref. image.
Personality: Volekit is very adventurous and brave, always leading his sister off to go and explore the territory, no matter how much trouble he gets into.
Family: Mousekit and Birdfeather.
Other / History: Mousekit was born with his sister to Birdfeather and later joined the Clans with them and Foxheart.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Um, perhaps in a rogue attack, in a battle, through illness and choking on something. Oh, maybe he could get poisoned by some sort of polluted water source. I don't really mind about the rest.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Thank you. (: Oh, I was wondering which site you were going to upload your story to and if any chapters are up yet.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Name: Slatepaw.
Gender: Tom.
Wanted Rank: Apprentice.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 8 moons.
Looks: Slatepaw is a medium sized tom with short grey fur and amber eyes. A long scar runs down his belly as a result of a previous fight.
Personality: Slatepaw is of neutral temperament, but feels more comfortable around his sister. The two are inseparable, often training and patrolling together. They never have any arguments and always seem to be finishing off each other's sentences or speaking together.
Family: His sister, Rockpaw.
Other / History: Slatepaw was born as Slate to a barn cat with his sister Rock. They lived in the barn for the first few months of their lives before their mother took them to live in ShadowClan as the owner of the barn would have sold or killed Slate and Rock.

Name: Rockpaw.
Gender: She-cat.
Wanted Rank: Apprentice.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 8 moons.
Looks: A medium sized she-cat with grey fur and amber eyes, Rockpaw is the exact mirror of her brother apart from his scar.
Personality: Rockpaw is the more quiet and reserved of the siblings, but she is close to Slatepaw and feels more comfortable with him around.
Family: Her brother, Slatepaw.
Other / History: Rockpaw was born as Rock to a barn cat with her brother Slate. They lived in the barn for the first few months of their lives before their mother took them to ShadowClan.

Name: Roseclaw.
Gender: She-cat.
Wanted Rank: Warrior.
Clan: ShadowClan.
Age: 6 years.
Looks: Roseclaw is a dark seal pointed Siamese cat of large build. Her eyes are blue, as is the norm with all points. Her muzzle is terribly scarred and her ears are shredded, leading to a rather sinister appearance.
Personality: Roseclaw oftens comes across as cold and uninterested to other cats as she dislikes dealing with them. She doesn't like kits, but is an excellent - if rather distant - mentor.
Family: Her family is unknown to her Clanmates, although she did have two unnamed brothers.
Other / History: Roseclaw was born a feral cat in the city. Her parents were leaders of a gang that she was set to inherit as the first born. Her parents were killed in a territorial battle and Roseclaw, then Rose, took control. She soon set up a hierarchy system, rewarding the more loyal of her followers and killing those who showed signs of disloyalty. She also expanded their territory, ruling over most of the city by her third year and slaughtering all other opponents in deadly battles. Her brothers were her faithful second in commands, but overthrew her in their fifth year. Rose fled to the Clans, although she has not let anyone know of her past and hopes to one day seek revenge on her brothers and reclaim the gang.

How's the story going?
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