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  • naтιveclan, clan oғ тнe wιld and ғree {roleplay} {нpѕ open}

    "Oh..." Willow murmured. Now she felt even worse. It wasn't her fault about that but still... "May I stay with you then? You seem to know your way around, and I might need to come back here later." Willow padded around Eternal before sitting next to him and licking her bad paw. Where wild-cats made to suffer? No, cats are cats. I'm a kitty-pet, but they're the same as me. The only difference is our ways of survival. Or, that's what Willow hoped.

  • naтιveclan, clan oғ тнe wιld and ғree {roleplay} {нpѕ open}

    "Of course!" Willow smiled, trying to look more positive than she felt. "I've only walked a little ways thus-far. I'm sure my paw could handle it." Willow stood up and walked around Eternal again. Then she remembered the wild-cats. "When are we leaving though?" Willow mewed nervously. "I-I'm not complain about staying here but- I'd rather not be around if a couple of sad or angry cats comes around. I m-might have been a little mean to them."

  • naтιveclan, clan oғ тнe wιld and ғree {roleplay} {нpѕ open}

    Willow limped after Eternal, looking over her shoulder before doing so. The she-cat shook her fur as she fallowed along, trying not to notice the pain in her paw. It was obviously getting worse. Maybe he'll have cob-webs at this cave of his. Willow hoped. Her pink collar bounced up and down as she wen't along. A tiny bell, which Willow had stuffed with moss, made a noise and Willow looked down to see that the moss had fallen out. Her tail flickered in frustration. I suppose I need to find more moss as well.

  • Pack of the Rising Fire - Sign ups

    Mist - Female - Grey Wolf - Mother
















    Drizzle - Female - Wolf - Scout

  • cͨˡᵃⁿ ºf ᵗʰᵉ ᵈʳ'ᵖᵖ'ⁿᵍ ᵐºˢˢ /-/ RP Thread

    (I'm gonna play my cat. Like, i'm gonna say that she left early from the gathering.)


    BadgerPaw was out and about, out-side of her territory. She had left the gathering early, faking a cough. Curiosity and boredom had made her twitchy. Now, she was exploring, looking for new things and taking not of the land. Mostly, though, the young she-cat was tracing her way back- back the way she had come with FoxStar. Soon, BadgerPaw was at the place they had met. BadgerPaw felt a weirdness from standing there and was suddenly realizing that she had made the entire trip back. "Yep." BadgerPaw purred to herself. "Tracking is still on-point." Then BadgerPaw kept walking, unaware of where she was trotting... until she got closer to the camp. BadgerPaw froze, many scents hitting her nose at once. Different cats, but one single scent still.. it was familiar too, were had-? "The gathering." BadgerPaw realized with horror, although her curiosity was growing, too. The she-cat kept edging forward, towards the MossClan camp.

  • FᴏxCʟᴀɴ /﹣/ Rᴘ Tʜʀᴇᴀᴅ

    BadgerPaw got back into her territory, stopping momentarily to try to disguise the MossClan scent. It had struck her on her way back that not many cats would appreciate her little trip into enemy territory. BadgerPaw made her way back to camp and entered silently. The apprentice went to her nest and lay down. Bored, BadgerPaw began to play with the teeth and claws in her collar.

  • FᴏxCʟᴀɴ /﹣/ Rᴘ Tʜʀᴇᴀᴅ

    BadgerPaw pricked her ears in intrest, her heart leaping. Silently, the apprentice got to her paws and stepped closer to the front. Her curiosity was mingled with what she hoped would be her thoughts. A moment she had dreamed of since kit-hood. Only maybe though. BadgerPaw kneaded the ground but kept still.

  • The Greatest Team in Canada? (Sled Dog sign up thread)

    Name: Maxx
    Age: 11 months
    Gender: Male
    Position: Wheel dog
    Breed: Samoyed/Malamute mix
    Appearance(img. Description or both):
    Completely white with silvery-blue eyes.

    History(opt.)
    Maxx was born with his brother, Jaxx. The two were born in a puppy mill very sickly pups. With no future of getting any better, the two were thrown out in a cold, harsh world. Maxx was determined to keep his baby brother safe, and eventually the two got better. One day the two ended up in a shipping yard, sniffing at boxes on board a small ship. Maxx told his brother to stay out of the boxes, but Jaxx snuck in anyways. Maxx and Jaxx both got stuck in a box after it was re-closed and then the two lived out on sea. When they did manage an escape, the two were in a city in Canada. They were soon caught by a hunter who had been returning from a hunting trip, and the hunter surrendered the pups to a no-kill shelter were they were found and adopted into the team.
    Crush: None, as he is much younger than his team-mates.
    Other:Maxx is a rule-breaker and a rebel, and likes to make snappy comments. He is good at what he does, though.


    Name: Jaxx
    Age: 11 months
    Gender: Male
    Position: Team Dog
    Breed: Samoyed/Malamute mix
    Appearance(img. Description or both):
    Nearly all white except for a black tail and black spots on his face. Silvery-blue eyes.

    History(opt.)
    (Read Maxx History)
    Crush: None
    Other: Jaxx is naturally shy and his curiousity makes him wander sometimes.

  • The Greatest Team in Canada? (Rp Thread & sign-up inside)

    Skid blinked open her eyes, feeling the wonderful cold in her fur. The lead dog got to her paws and padded out into the white morning. The bright-furred dog started towards her team-mates and sat next to them with a nod of greetings. "I'm sure our person will awake soon." Skid assured, looking at the house as well.

  • The Greatest Team in Canada? (Rp Thread & sign-up inside)

    (Is it ok if I have Jaxx have a crush on Scout?" )


    "Hopefuly she won't tire herself too much." Skid said thoughtfully. It wasn't good for humans to be tired. "It's a great morning for sledding, don't you think?" Skid asked Shiba.


    Maxx woke to the cold with a grunt of uncomfort. No matter how much Jaxx tried to convince him, a cold morning was a bad one. The team dog shifted to his paws and Jaxx squirmed beside him. It was colder when Maxx got up, the warmth disappeared from his fur. Grumpily, Maxx shuffled closer to the out-side and looked out with a scowl.