Posts by Foxfang.

[justify]Sure to both (:
Who makes?

[justify]Singing was something that Foxpaw had never been good at and he doubted he ever would excel at it. His sister had been good at it and he remembered trying to sing along with her when they were younger. Foxpaw had been tone dead though and his siblings had told him more than once to just stop trying. So he had. It didn't bother him though, he'd long ago accepted the fact that he wasn't a singer.

Having heard the singing of the young kid, the tall and somewhat scrawny apprentice made his way over. A pleasant smile was showing on the boy's maw as he spoke. "Sounds like a nice song you're singing." He complimented, giving the kid a flick of the ear in greeting as his green eyes flickered over the others present.

[justify]Thank you c:

[justify]That'd be great actually! (:
It'd really help him figure out he's sexuality and whatnot. Poor Maggie though xD

[justify]Not far behind Sabbath was the tall and somewhat scrawny figure of Foxpaw. The unfamiliar scent of the she-cat by the border had drawn the male to the scene, but when his green eyes had fallen upon Sabbath he was glad he had come. Despite not knowing the guy very well, Foxpaw had heard of what the other male had done to himself and how he was now mute so he figured that Sabbath wouldn't be able to ask the obligatory questions by himself. Coming to sit beside him, the red tabby shot the older girl a friendly smile.

"Could I have your name and business, please?" He asked, green eyes having left Sabbath and tuned to the she-cat instead.

[justify]The feline returned the girl's easy smile as she stated she was there to join. Well of course it was alright! Giving a nod of his head as her cheeks flushed red, the apprentice spoke up. "Of course - welcome to WindClan, I'm Foxpaw." He responded, green eyes flickering briefly to Sabbath beside him as he wondered if he should introduce the boy he sat beside. Foxpaw supposed it wouldn't hurt, and it wasn't like Sabbath was about to open up his mouth and say it himself. "And that's Sabbath." Foxpaw finally added, giving a nod of his head to indicate the tom-cat beside him. Would Sabbath mind the fact he introduced him? Well, Foxpaw hoped not.

[justify]Hahah, would you like a thread for them to meet?

[justify]Sure! My thread starting skills aren't great but I sure can. I'll PM you the link once it's up c:

[justify]// enjoy my disastrous thread starting skill cx

It was afternoon and the slowly setting sun was causing various shades of pinks, oranges and purples to appear in the sky. It had snowed for most of the day and so Foxpaw hadn't been able to do much, it had finally cleared up now and although the ground was covered in layers of snow the apprentice was determined to get something done that day. The red tabby cat's first thought was to see if Waylon wanted to go out and train or something, maybe spar. Waylon was a few moons older than himself and it would've proven to be a nice challenge for the somewhat scrawny lad. Alas when Foxpaw had ducked into the cabin he shared with the other apprentice he hadn't been in there. So Foxpaw had gone out, deciding to try and hunt instead.

As he moved his grass-green eyes were searching for any signs of movement on the snow-strewn ground. Truth was he wasn't expecting to find much, not when it was cold and it had only just finished snowing.

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Foxpaw is currently single and he has no crush. He is homosexual but has not realised this yet.

The following people are those that Foxpaw counts as friends: Waylon, Felix

The following people are those that Foxpaw counts as enemies: Cinderpaw

[justify]Well, unfortunately for him, Foxpaw wasn't much of an adventurer. The most adventuring he had done was leaving his mother about a month ago, and even then it had only been a few short weeks before he'd decided upon joining WindClan. Despite being energetic and restless, he rather liked the idea of staying somewhere for awhile and settling down. Maybe WindClan would be that place for him but maybe it wouldn't, only time would tell.

It went without saying that Foxpaw was not a great hunter. If he was then he most certainly would've picked up on the fact that Maggie was nearby, merely by her scent. Yet without even knowing she was there, the red tabby had wandered closer and closer to the bush she was hiding in.

[justify]No rabbits? Narrowing his eyes a little, the tom-cat returned the boy's unblinking gaze. Why would they want a loopy rabbit? Also, why would they give him a rabbit if it wasn't going to be returned in the same condition they gave it to him in. Right now, Foxpaw wasn't too keen on the idea of handing over a rabbit to the boy before him. Before he made any brash decisions though, he needed to know more about the male. "What's your name? Where are you from? And what is this experiment?"

[justify]Foxpaw was tall, slightly scrawny and a month older, yet the raven black lion standing on the border was already much taller. Green eyes on the larger creature, the apprentice made his way over and pushed a friendly smile up onto his maw as he did so. Not wanting to feel or look any shorter or smaller than he was when compared to the lion, the male stayed on his paws as he reached the boy. "Hey, what can I help you with?" He asked, giving a tilt of his head in inquiry. So far Foxpaw had come across quite a few different people by the clan's borders in the few days he'd been with WindClan. There were joiners like Serena, allies with invites like Ruben and then sadistic assholes like Cinderpaw had been. The red tabby found himself hoping that this bloke was one of the first two.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]Foxpaw's green eyes had been on the ground, searching for a mouse or just something small to put on the fresh kill pile back in the camp. His eyes had just left the ground and looked up when a blur of movement came from the bush beside him and a loud shout of hello filled the air. Almond-shaped eyes wide, the tabby cat jumped, fur standing up on end at the shock he was given. Standing there frozen on the spot, the eight moon old boy blinked a few times as if dazed before he realised what he was seeing. Standing before him was a girl who had to be roughly his age, give or take a few moons, and she wore a huge smile on his face. For a moment the tomcat just stared at her before the pieces clicked together and he realised he'd been pranked.

His mouth curled up into a grin and he shook his head, a small chuckle escaping his body as his green eyes surveyed the girl. "Jesus Christ... I can't believe I didn't even realise you were there - nice job though." He commented, shaking his head in disbelief once more. He really had to work on paying more attention to his surroundings... "Foxpaw, by the way." The red tabby added, introducing himself with the smile still showing on his maw.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]Much? So? Foxpaw wasn't going to lie, this Doge guy had a really interesting way of speaking. He didn't say anything about that though as he padded over, his curiosity showing in his green eyes instead of flowing out of his mouth. Doge knew Jon Cena? How? Oh, Foxpaw had so many questions swimming through his head about this strange canine but he didn't want to be rude and so he didn't ask any of them. They'd probably all be answered in time, anyhow. So instead he wore a smile as he spoke. "I'm Foxpaw, nice to meet you, Doge."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]The red tabby male known as Foxpaw was the next to appear on the scene. Long legs carried the somewhat scrawny apprentice apprentice to the scene as he came over to stand somewhere near Asdrik. His green eyes were on the she-wolf, his mind wondering just what her reason for being on their border was. She seemed like she had been waiting for someone to come so the tomcat hoped this meant she wasn't trouble. Although it could well be an ambush, he knew wolves lived in packs - with the exception of those in clans - and so the rest of her pack could be lurking around waiting for dinner.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]There was a fox joining? Padding over, the boy named after a fox let his green eyes survey the guy. He'd introduced himself as Palepaw and he seemed alright, but only time would tell he supposed. Taking a seat by Felix, the scrawny apprentice wore a friendly smile on his maw as he spoke up. "Welcome to Windclan, I'm Foxpaw." The red tabby tomcat meowed, introducing himself with a nod of his head in greeting. It was strange indeed to be introducing himself as Foxpaw to an actual fox, but oh well.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]So, Foxpaw had been right in thinking that the fae's pack was somewhere nearby. Although admittedly he had been wrong in in assuming they were there to eat him and the clanmates with him for dinner. Apparently the girl was just coming over to say hello. Thus the tomcat let an easy smile fall into place on his maw, helped by the fact that he could now rest easy knowing he wasn't about to end up in someone's belly. "I'm Foxpaw, nice to meet you, Spirit." The apprentice meowed, introducing himself with a small dip of his head in greeting to the fem.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]Sure! Who makes? c:

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]Maggie. She had a nice name. Foxpaw liked it, it was simple, short and sweet. If he didn't have a clan style name then he'd choose something short and simple, too, although probably not Maggie as it was a slightly more feminine name and he didn't want to be known for femininity. After all, he was on his way to becoming a warrior now. Give it four or five months and he'd be there! He was glad to be into his apprenticeship and away from the days of wandering around aimlessly and simply play fighting as a kit. You actually got to do something for the clan when you became an apprentice and Foxpaw loved it. He loved being able to give back to those who gave to him.

"So, are you hunting or what?" At her words the male gave a smile and a nod of his head. "Hunting, well, meant to be anyway," he explained, shrugging his shoulders slightly as he did so. "too much snow, nothing much to hunt, though."