Posts by Olivcat

"Ooooh, that's cool." Smiles thought out-loud. "Weird but cool. Hmm, so your a leader? That's cool. But you also said CloudStar? I've never seen a group with two leaders before. Is that rare? Although your 'Clan' is much different from the rogue groups. Ooh, what will my name be? You said it had to have 'paw' at the end of it? That's weird but cool. Funny, really. Oh, ha ha! What if a cat got the name PawPaw? That would be so funny? Also, I like your name. It reminds me of the sky."

Viper: Viper whipped her head around and a few lingering drops of blood fell from her mouth. Well, now she thought quick. "My sister was attacked. I don't know what did it, I was to busy saving her sorry life." Viper glanced quickly at Gardener before continuing. "I am Viper, the eldest of my sister's. My sister's here are Cobra and Gardener." Viper growled, nodding at both in turn. "It would be so kind if Cobra could receive help? We're so far away from our own territory that I'm afraid she just wouldn't make it." Viper finished, masking her voice with fake grief.

Cobra: -Still unconscious-

Gardener: Gardener couldn't move or speak or do anything. Cobra's blood had reached Gardeners paws, lapping and pooling into a bigger puddle still. The only thing she could do was think. Viper just lied to this dog. Wait, when did he get here? Cobra's blood is slowing down, but I don't think that's good. Too much longer and- Viper, you fool! You took this too far. But if I face her... "My sister speaks the truth." Gardener whined loudly.

In the Role Play can I have Smiles/SweetPaw try to be-friend HemlockDrop to a point to where is becomes annoying? X3 I can only picture my cat trying to squeeze the tiniest bit of friendless from him.

[spoiler=Bonnie|Female|Outsider/Loner]

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SweetPaw, who had crawled out of her nest and was next to the apprentice den, looked around with an exciting gaze. Every time for the last few days the young she-cat would wake up happy. I love my new Clan! I love my new name! She thought happily. Looking around the camp, SweetPaw started to debate what she should do.

(Also, just assuming that Orion and Smiles were actually made into apprentice's, who are they're mentor's?)

(Ok, first, thank you stories for letting me know that. Second, for Crie, SweetPaw is about 10 moons old.)

SweetPaw turned her head as she heard her name. I just love my name! SweetPaw thought for the millionth time. She bounced to her paws and padded over to WildFlood and PebblePaw. The new apprentice smiled as she neared and dipped her head politely to the other cats. "Yes, what do you need?" The meowed in a light, happy voice.

"Ooh, yes! Yes, I would love to come! That would be so so so great!" SweetPaw meowed, bouncing on her paws. Then, in a failed attempt to talk a little slower, SweetPaw sat down and curled her tail around her paws. "Er- I love swimming!" SweetPaw smiled again and looked at PebblePaw. "Are you excited?"

"Oh, great! This will be so fun!" SweetPaw purred. The only thing she did to show that she had picked up on PebblePaw's bitterness was a slight flick of an ear. Wasn't PebblePaw excited to swim? Ooh, maybe it's her first time! I can help out a-lot if that's the case! SweetPaw looked back at WildFlood. "So when will we head out?" She asked cheerfully.

"Ok!" SweetPaw meowed, jumping to her feet and walking away. The she-cat steered away fro the fresh-kill pile knowing that she wasn't quite hungry yet. Maybe I'll catch a fish. She thought, sitting a little bit off from the fresh-kill pile. While she was waiting, SweetPaw decided to clean out her fur a little.

SweetPaw finally un-knotted a tangle from her fur and looked over at PebblePaw. "PebblePaw, are you afraid of water?" Her cheerful tone had note subsided, although she didn't mean to speak the words. She pulled away from her den-mate a little so she could look straight at her. "I mean, I just noticed that you don't seem... thrilled, about swimming."

(Was I ever accepted? :P )

Olivcat wrote:

[spoiler=Bonnie|Female|Outsider/Loner]

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Ok, I fixed my form. :)

SweetPaw looked at OakPaw and smiled. "Well, my name is SweetPaw. You probably knew but, I came here with FawnPaw." SweetPaw paused before asking. "So, why were you in the medicine den? Where you sick? Did you see FawnPaw in there? Oh, uh, never-mind. So what's your name again?" SweetPaw bit her tongue from continuing on. She desperately wanted to assure PebblePaw that the river wasn't going to just eat her, but PebblePaw seemed to not want to talk with the new cat here. Oh well, when we get down to the river I can show her. SweetPaw decided.

Viper: The young pup returned Diablo's glare and bared her teeth. "Well well well. This was not how I planned this." Viper huffed under her breath before raising her voice again. "What will it take to prove to you that we, or at least I, can be of use?" This dog was rude. It was fine with Viper, but in all very frustrating. As Gardener started to creep off, Viper whirled around and stomped on her tail.

Cobra: -Unconscious-

Gardener: Gardener yelped with pain when Viper's paw slammed onto her tail. The pup whirled around and snapped at Viper's paw. "Let go of my tail! Your insane, Viper! Your going to get us killed!" Let go, let go! Gardener wailed in her mind. Cobra was dying, Viper was trying to make deals with a devil-dog. Everything for Gardener was running down-hill.

SweetPaw gazed at OakPaw's fox-bite and opened her mouth to ask how he got away, but that's when SealPaw had come over. As SealPaw left, SweetPaw flicked her ear slightly. "Well he was.. nice." SweetPaw whispered with sarcasm before turning back to OakPaw and PebblePaw. "Swimming is so great! The way water flows through your fur. Ohh, and the occasional fish doesn't hurt. Oh gosh, I got away from a fox once by using a river. That dumb thing fell in and floundered down-stream! My father taught me how to swim. Or at least until- well never mind that, what I'm saying is, swimming is great." SweetPaw smiled and walked in a tight circle, her poofy tail fallowing like a ribbon in the wind. She was so excited to get to the river.

Viper: Viper thought for a minute before tucking her tail between her legs and lowering herself to the ground. It didn't faze her to grovel as it did to fail. I need to join this pack. Viper snapped in her head. If this demon-dog wanted respect, she would fake it. Viper was a talented faker. Only for a while. Viper growled to herself. Then I'll be a pack-dog.

Cobra: -Close to Dying-

Gardener: She threw herself down next to Viper, but crouched lower and shoved her muzzle into the ground. Viper was crazy, but Gardener was afraid of the giant dog in front of her. Mother dog, may you look down on me! Don't let him eat me! Gardener whined in her head. What if she ran? Would she leave Cobra here, dying? Most likely.

Viper: The pup kept her low position but her eye's raised to look at his. "I feel as though my skills are being proven useless out in this world. What use is a dog if they only look after themselves? Selfish dogs should die." Viper glanced quickly at Cobra as she spoke. "I, sir, am not a selfish dog. I feel as though I could benefit a pack with my skills in hunting and protecting. Also, sir, I felt as if this would be good for my sisters. They are both weak, selfish, pathetic mutts who need to learn the important of selflessness. I thought this would benefit my sisters as well as I."

Cobra: -Dying-

Gardener: Gardener was trembling. Trembling so hard she thought that she would fall over. It had all fallen into place in her mind. Viper was never going to just join the pack, not when her sisters were out somewhere, roaming free. I'm not selfish! I love both of my sisters... or at least, I did love both of them. Gardener knew. Viper had seemingly glanced at Cobra, but her eye's had also met Gardener's. She's daring me to run. Gardener realized. It would prove to the devil-dog that i'm selfish. But- I wan't to so badly... No. I accept your little game. Gardener forced her trembling to a minimal and tried to seem a little braver.

Viper: Bouncing to her paw's Viper twirled and looked at her younger sister wide-eyed. "Ohmygosh Gardener! Did you see how awesome I was. Wasn't I so fierce? You did great as well." Viper yipped, her tail swinging from side-to-side. "Come on. We'll both carry Cobra into the camp. When were in there, we need to be able to act again, ok?" Viper grabbed Cobra's scruff-fur.

Cobra: -Dying-

Gardener: Gardener said nothing but 'thanks' and lifted Cobra onto Viper's back. She helped to balance Cobra as they started after the devil dog. The trembling had not subsided yet, but was smaller than before. Obviously, Viper was thrilled about the 'performance', but Gardener felt hollow. Viper had easily tricked her into fallowing through with the plan of joining the pack. That was my fault. Gardener thought dully. At least Cobra could get some help.

Gardener: As Viper opened her mouth for a stinging comment of 'We can handle this, thanks', Gardener jumped over. "Yes! Yes please, and thank you so very much!" Gardener yipped. She didn't trust any dog, but she trusted Viper even less. Gardener winced as Viper gave her a scolding look and pushed her ears forward at her sister. I'm playing your dumb game but I can play how I choose.