Song blinked open her eyes and began to stretch. Looking up, the tired she-cat was surprised to see sun-light drifting into the den. On her feet in seconds, Song accidentally threw her compainion bird off her back. Fallen Rain gave a terrified squeak as she Tumbled into a empty nest. The bird jumped up and gave an indignified squeak to Song. "Sorry," Song mewed hurriedly "We slept in! We have to go go go!" Song hurried out of the den, shaking our her fur and licking her chest a few times befor looking around. Fallen Rain flew up and perched on Songs tail. (Open for interaction)
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Song took in the information with a small nod. "Heh," Song purred. "Fallen Rain is too much of a sweetie. She would never hurt me." Fallen Rain nipped at Song's tail and the she-cat looked at her, wide-eyed. "Well, I guess she would like to try!" Song mewed happily. Everything seemed to be fine as of now. It would be fun to do a mock battle.
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Can I reserve second Alpha?
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FULL NAME&& Widly is her only name.
NICKNAME(S)&& Her only nickname is Will.
GENDER&& She is female.
AGE&& About 1 and a half years.
ZODIAC&& Widly was born with the Cancer zodiac.
SPECIES&& No wolf knows but her, but Widly's father was half dog. It didnt affect her much because of her strong grey-wolf blood-line.
RANK&& Subordinate
DESIRED RANK&& Brood[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-top: -9px; margin-left: -15px; opacity: .8;]
APPEARANCE DESCRIPTION&& Widly is smaller and leaner than most wolves, making her nimble. Her legs are long which makes her an excellent runner and her fur is sleek and make it easy for her to swim. It's easy to see her as a graceful wolf seeing as her fur is beautiful and her movements polite.
HEIGHT/WEIGHT&& Smaller than the average wolf, but her legs makes her taller. She weighs a bit less than the average wolf.
FUR COLOR&& Creamy-white sleek fur. Her ears have black tips and there is a black dimond shape on her forhead.
fur length- It is sleek but it still has fluff to it.
fur texture- Swimming makes Widly's fur smoother and more soft.
EYE SHAPE&& Her eye's are wide and circled shaped.
eye color- Crystal blue eye's with a smude of brown in her right eye.
BODY BUILD&& Lean, long legs, normal ears, long snout, no tail.
BODY MODIFICATIONS&& Widly's missing her tail, but had one.
FEATHERS&& Eider feather, because she is a more keeps-to-herself type of wolf and because she has a few secrets. Duck feathers for her love of swimming. Chickadee feathers for her smaller and nimbler looks. Finally a Kestrel feather for her outstanding speed.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-top: -9px; margin-left: -15px; opacity: .8;]
SHORT PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION&& Widly is a very sly wolf. She is secretive and has a hard time talking to other wolves and quaperating with them and sometimes is very distant. When she does manage to find words, Widly is very nice and polite and happy to mask her worries and thoughts.
- likes: Climbing tree's, pup's, being alone, storms, running with the wind in her fur, calm rains.
- dislikes: When wolves try to bother her, losing a train of thought, stumbling on words in conversations, the smell of foxes, the taste of moose.
HISTORY&& Widly was born and raised into the pack. Her mother died shortly after giving birth to her and Widly's father had been murdered. At the time there werent many other ups in the pack, so Widly was bored alot of the time. This is also was made her distant. That's pretty much it- oh wait: Widly was out on her own and she met a lone wolf. She fell in love with him but found out that he was thrown out of his pack for murdering several wolves. Frightened and hurt, Widly left him and never looked back, although she is unknowingly carrying his pups now.
- parents: Lula and Harrion.
- siblings: None.
- other kin: None, but she is unaware that she is carrying pups at the second.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-top: -9px; margin-left: -15px; opacity: .8;]
SEXUALITY&& Likes males.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS&& Single/open
LOVE INTEREST&& Was her old mate, but not anymore. Open.
MATE&& Open.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-top: -9px; margin-left: -15px; opacity: .8;]
PLOT IDEAS&& Well, beside her having half-bloded pups I have nothing that would be any bigger. I will give any ideas if I think of any.
MUSE LEVEL&& Always nice, but it can be low time from time. Its often pretty high though.
ACTIVITY LEVEL&& My activity is nice.
OTHER&& I would like her to be in the lunar alliance but its ok ifs she's not. Schmoopie, Poopie (<- did I do that right? XD ) [/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][size=6pt]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | PREMADE TEMPLATE | #BOKEHFANCY[/size]
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SweetPaw made her way back to the shore and climbed out, water dripping off her fur. After giving her pelt a good shake, SweetPaw dropped her Garnet-rock on the ground and started to cover it like prey. She was cold and wet but happiness glinted in her eye's. "Well," SweetPaw mewed. "That was a fun little swim." SweetPaw felt her stomach rumble and she looked at WildFlood. "Could we do some hunting before we head back?" SweetPaw asked.
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Song lowered herself to the ground and Fallen Rain flew off fast, eventually blending into the sky. Pricking her ears, Song listened for her bird companion's wing-beats. Suddenly, the she-cat sprang off the ground and the blue-jay floundered in the spot where she had been. Song landed, Fallen Rain between her paws. The bird shot off but Song whirled around, whipping her tail at the bird. Fallen Rain was able to move back right before Song's tail whisked by but made the mistake of grabbing onto her tail. Song laughed and started to run in a tight circle. Her tail ended up whisking around with Fallen Rain on it, making the bird extremely dizzy. Finally, as she felt Fallen Rain's grip start to fail, Song fell onto her back, grabbed Fallen Rain off her tail, and threw the small bird into the air with all four paws. The bird went up and beat her wings in a loop until she finally regained herself.
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(I see your problem as a good thing. When SweetPaw's a warrior, she'll be encouraging OakPaw to do his very best! :) )
"Yes, that would be lovely!" SweetPaw purred, turning towards OakPaw. OakPaw was by far the nicest cat she had met beside SpringStar. PebblePaw was nice too. All the cats were. SweetPaw sat down and began to lick sand from between her toes. A strange, exited feeling sparked under SweetPaw's fur as she thought about sharing prey with OakPaw. Pushing it aside, SweetPaw turned to lick at her tail.
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Bonnie padded around in circles trying to get her bearings. She had been one spot for several days and she was beginning to panic. There was a territory marker near her, and the only way back from were she came would be a waste of time. Her small camp was inside the roots of a tree, were she had gathered moss and feathers to sleep in. It was an ok territory for a few days, but Bonnie had to eat. She could smell food but it was in the wild-cat territory. Bonnie had heard stories about wild cats and knew that they ate the bones of kitty-pets. Or at least, that had been what she had heard. Bonnie took a small breath, making a decision. She would hunt in the Wild-cat territory for now, but she would move on quickly. Turning, the she-cat bounded over the scent-line and into the clan's territory.
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Bonnie lunged forward and sank her claws into a rabbits pelt. It writhed for a few moments before the shecl-cat was able to deliver a killing blow. She sat there for a few moments, staring at the rabbit. It was just big enough for a cat, a youngster maybe. Bonnie scraped a hole and laid her rabbit in it. Turning, Bonnie pressed on into the wild-cat territory. Her brain was trying to make a map of the place as she explored.
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Bonnie sat back, licking her paws and drawing them over her whiskers. The she-cat had just finished her rabbit and was now sitting at her den, cleaning away the mess. The exploration had gone nicely and no cat seemed to have seen her. Now, because of her safe trip, Bonnie decided that she would stay a bit longer. The wild-cat territory was quiet and it had prey to give. Bonnie could easily slip in each morning and come back to her den to eat. She laid down, her eye's drooping. A small nap in the sun was calling her name.
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Reserve Female Beta and a Mother?
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Ok, thank you!
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BadgerPaw, who had found a small spot to sit, was now looking around with wide eyes. Excitement was making her fur tingle, but BadgerPaw was rooted to her spot. The excitement came from her first ever gathering, but she was unsure about how to behave around the other clan. A memory came back to her from her kit-hood when one of the apprentice's of her clan told her how gatherings worked. BadgerPaw looked around the cats, wondering if she should start a conversation with any of them.
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Huffing, BadgerPaw got to her paws and glanced around the gathered cats. Starting to walk forward, past some of the cats, BadgerPaw ended up next to a she-cat from the other clan. The cat didn't look like she was exactly happy at the moment, but BadgerPaw decided to sit next to her. "Hello." BadgerPaw mewed to DreamPaw, making an attempt to sound friendly.
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Bonnie sighed, trying to close her eye's harder. Her dreams were tortured by blood-soaked fur and cats killing cats. One cat, a blood-soaked ginger tom turned his head towards her and licked the blood from his fangs. "See?" The tom growled, his voice low. He started towards her and Bonnie scrambled backwards, trying to keep out of reach. The vicious cat's amber gaze pinned her to the ground. "You can have power. The word of command. You just need to listen to mine." Bonnie lashed out her claws at his throat, and as the made contact, the unfamiliar forest was around her, and she was on her feet and wide awake. It was just a dream. Bonnie's pelt was puffed up in terror and she ran, ran across the border mark and into the wild cat territory. After running for a short while, Bonnie slowed down, trying to calm her racing heart. It was foolish to camp beside the wild cats. She'd need to leave. Bonnie started across the territory, hoping there would be more land somewhere else.
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Bonnie stumbled as the small cat tripped into her, letting out a startled yowled. She turned to face what she thought was an attacker and was pelted with words instead of blows. It was another cat. The first cat since- no Bonnie had to think. She could just book it if Bonnie needed to, couldn't she? Would this small cat catch her? Then a alarming thought hit her. What if she gets more cats? Bonnie lowered herself, her eye';s were wide with fear and her fur stuck up all over the place. "Leave me alone!" Bonnie hissed, her voice carrying her fear clearly. "I was just passing through!"
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[spoiler=Bonnie|Female|Outsider/Loner]
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Bonnie
NICKNAME(S) ;;
Bon bon
PAST NAMES ;;
Bonnie
FUTURE NAMES ;;
Bonnie
SEX ;;
Female
AGE ;;
16 moons
RANK ;;
Outsider
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Smart, Cunning, Funny, Friendly.
- NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ;;
Scared of other cats, Snappiness, See's things her own way.
PERSONA ;;
Bonnie doesn't like cats, but she also doesn't like to be alone. She is normally very, very cautious around other cats and doesn't hesitate to flee a scene if something goes wrong. Surprisingly, cats who get to really know the skittish she-cat find that she is a loyal friend who cares about her kin.
DISORDERS ;;
None
LIKES ;;
Water, Soft Rain, Thunder, Open grasses (Like fields).
DISLIKES ;;
Cats she doesn't know. Rudeness.
HISTORY ;;
Bonnie was born as a kit in two-leg place. Growing up, Bonnie became the most exploratory and brave of her litter-mates. One day her exploring goes to far and Bonnie becomes trapped by cats who torture her for three entire moons. When she was 10 moons old, Two-legs invaded the killer cats camp and captured some of the cats including Bonnie. Bonnie spent two moons with the humans, and in that time she healed from some of her wounds. One day, Bonnie was able to slip out a window and has been on her own. At one point Bonnie made a small den next to BlizzardClan territory, but tried to move on. In the process of cutting through BlizzardClan territory, an apprentice gave her a spook and Bonnie ran back to her make-shift den where she is now hiding.
KIN ;;
Mother is dead.
Father is dead.
Nala (Sister)
Cloud (Brother)
Ben (Brother)
LOVE INTEREST ;;
Will defiantly develop. (Hopefully)
MATE ;;
Not yet.
KITS ;;
Would like to have kits of her own.
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Bonnie is a gorgeous torbie cat. Her fur is mostly black with orange tabby patches and white. Big ears with tufts on the ends and a rather long tail that is usually curled up to her side.
HEIGHT / WEIGHT ;;
Smaller than most cats.
SCARS ;;
Faint scars across her muzzle, stomach, and the base of her tail.
EYE COLOR ;;
Very, very, very pale icy blue.
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ;; (Only for high ranks)
answer here
OTHER ;;
Snowflake, also, could my cat fall in love with one of the Clan's tom's?
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BadgerPaw felt unbelievable uncomfortable next being around so many cats. She let her gaze travel across the mass of cats until she saw AlderPaw. Walking over carefully as to not disturb other cats, BadgerPaw made it to AlderPaw. She sat down next to him and smiled before looking around the gathered cats. A cat who was smaller than some, most likely an apprentice, was looking around. BadgerPaw tried to wave the apprentice over when the Dripping Moss leader announce the gathering had started.
(The appretince im talking about is StagPaw.)