Posts by Cheshire_Meow

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  • reвιrтн oғ тнe ғoυr noвle clanѕ {ѕιgn υps}

    Windclan


    Riverclan


    Thunderclan


    Shadowclan

  • reвιrтн oғ тнe ғoυr noвle clanѕ {тнυnderclan rp}


    Mosspaw || Female || Apprentice

    [size=11pt]I found myself in wonderland.[/size]


    [justify]Mosspaw woke beside the apprentice den, her eyelids lazily lifting, before squeezing tight shut again as the harsh sunlight tore through the females vision. Sunlight? The shock that Mosspaw was not in the apprentice den was enough for her head to jerk up, blindly looking around camp until her eyes adjusted to the brightness. Drat, she'd fallen asleep when she was thinking again, her nest far to stuffy to clear her head, the feline had retreated outside to get some air, falling asleep in the process. Mosspaw was less concerned about her stiff neck and aching bones, more worried of what her clanmates thought of her. Self-consiously licking her chest, Mosspaw felt her fur growing hot. [/justify]



    Bramblefire || Male || Warrior


    [size=11pt]They're gonna clean up your looks, with all the lies in the books, to make a citizen out of you. [/size]


    [justify]Bramblefire yawned for the 4th time, his fur messily ruffled, the night of hunting taking its toll on the warrior. Grimacing as he twisted round to pick a burr out of his pelt, the tiredness seemed so overwhleming it was painful for him to twist to even groom himself. Sighing loudly, the tomcat knew he would have to go on some sort of patrol, it would wound his delicate pride not to, yet he didn't know if he could run very far in this state. Pricking his ears, Bramblefire had an idea, he could collect herbs with Snowleaf! That way he wouldn't have to show himself up in a hunt, though could be of use as well! Quickly getting to his paws, the tom walked beiskly over to the Medicine den, debating whether or not he should enter without permission.


    "Snowleaf?" He called quietly, but the sound echoed through the den, Bramblefire stepping back and waiting for a response. [/justify]

  • reвιrтн oғ тнe ғoυr noвle clanѕ {rιverclan rp}


    Rosepaw || Female || Apprentice

    [size=11pt]We'll always be found in, the stars.[/size]


    [justify]Rosepaw searched the dispersing crowd for Koipaw, spotting her quickly, the expression on her face brighter than those around her. Hesitating for a moment, the young feline eventually trotted briskly over to the new apprentice, nodding her head in greeting.


    "Hi Koipaw, would you like me to help you collect moss ofe your nest later? You probably looking forward to viewing the territory" she mewed, curling the corners of her mouth up to appear more friendly. [/justify]


    [img width=510 height=318]http://p1.pichost.me/i/36/1590678.jpg[/img]


    Ottercreek || Male || Warrior


    [size=11pt]Bridges were burned, mow it's your turn, to cry.[/size]


    [justify]Ottercreek watched Ravenstar pad over to Mossfish, stepping forward to greet her before biting his lip and stepping back, deciding not to interfere. Turning and trotting towards the fresh kill pile, the male wondered when a patrol would be sent out, glancing around as if to try and spot a fellow warrior waiting. Curling his tail round his paws, Ottercreek glanced at the fresh-kill pile, he never ate before patrols, but hunger clawed at his stomach. [/justify]

  • нυrrιcaneclan {ѕιgn υpѕ} {open}

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]Bridges were burned, now it's your turn[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=black][font=georgia][size=26pt]Spottedpaw[hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]To cry[/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]FULL NAME →
    Spottedpaw (Spottedfire)




    GENDER →
    Male




    ESTIMATE OF AGE →
    17 moons




    PLACE OF ORIGIN →
    Hurricaneclan




    RANK →
    Apprentice




    APPRENTICE/MENTOR →
    None/To be decided




    [/fancypost]    		 [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]DEFINING TRAITS →
    x Headstrong
    x Organised
    x Impatient
    x Flirtatious
    x Focused




    HISTORY →
    Although clanborn, this fiesty young tomcat isn't what you'd call "pure-blood", his mother, Lakeclaw, being an exile of Hurricaneclan. Exiled for trying to murder her mate and Spottedpaw's father, Lakeclaw had been heavily pregnant with kits, and, when only one survived, decided with the last scrap honor she had to take him to Hurricaneclan. It was made clear not many cats liked him, believing his blood was poisoned with hate, the only morals he had were for his own self-preservation. This was not true, and Spottedpaw was always protected from the rumors by his father, who had gotten into fights over his sons worth to the clan.




    When his father passed, Spottedpaw found himself unprotected from the nasty jabs, and he developed a rebellious attitude to defend himself, becoming more flirtatious and stubborn. Good did come from this though, as he began to focus more on his training, almost to the point of being obsessed, struggling to make his father proud. Because of this, he twisted his hind leg when chasing a rabbit, and became unfit to train for 4 moons. His mentor became impatient with him, and he was only in the medicine den for 3 moons Although now in peak condition, Spottedpaw cannot run more than 3 minutes without pain overwhelming him, and has to take poppy seeds regularly. His training has been delayed as a result of this, though he should become a warrior in a moon or even less. His stamina is improving as his leg adapts to constant exercise, but it will take a long while to ever match the greatest warriors.




    CLAN HERITAGE →
    Windclan and Riverclan, the Windclan heritage more apparent.







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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]SEXUALITY →
    Bisexual




    LOVE INTEREST →
    Sandygaze




    MATE →
    None




    KIN →
    Heavykit (Deceased)
    Lilackit (Deceased)
    Icykit (Deceased)




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    OTHER →
    Lemme check the rules







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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]No matter how hard you try[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=black][font=georgia][size=26pt]Mossripple[hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]We'll always be found in, the sky[/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]FULL NAME →
    Mossripple




    GENDER →
    Female




    ESTIMATE OF AGE →
    26 moons




    PLACE OF ORIGIN →
    Hurricaneclan




    RANK →
    Warrior




    APPRENTICE/MENTOR →
    Open/None




    [/fancypost]    		 [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]DEFINING TRAITS →
    x Level-headed
    x Clever
    x Sharp
    x Untrusting
    x Private




    HISTORY →
    Mossripple was born in the clan, her mothers collar being passed down to her as it had been to every first born female for generations, and she had a pleasent childhood, never encountering a bully and training well. It was in her adulthood that her world starting to stir. Her mother was killed, torn apart, left to bleed to death, writhing in pain. She was only 26 moons at the time, and many believed this would tip her over the edge of insanity. Mossripple refuses to believe this, and tries so hard with her duties she overworks herself entirely. Despite this she loves her life, even if her outlook is a tad more cynical than it was before her mothers death.
    CLAN HERITAGE →
    Pure Thunderclan, the kittypet has been bred out of her.







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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]SEXUALITY →
    Heterosexual




    LOVE INTEREST →
    Will develop




    MATE →
    n/a




    KIN →
    Blackbramble







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    OTHER →










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    [size=6pt]★


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]I know I could lie[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=black][font=georgia][size=26pt]Blackbramble[hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]But I'm telling the truth[/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]FULL NAME →
    Blackbramble




    GENDER →
    Male




    ESTIMATE OF AGE →
    26




    PLACE OF ORIGIN →







    RANK →
    Warrior




    APPRENTICE/MENTOR →
    Open(Wanted)/None




    [/fancypost]    		 [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]DEFINING TRAITS →
    x Sarcastic
    x Dangerous
    x Diplomatic
    x Headstrong
    x Witty
    x Persuasive




    HISTORY →
    Mossripple's history mirrors Blackbramble's prefectly, they are siblings after all. However, after his mothers death, the tom began to grow apart from his sister, though they still share tongues and enjoy each others company, they do not have an inseperable bond like some siblings do. Blackbramble is constantly looking for something more, not a higher rank, but to live with adrenalin pulsing through his veins and the wind whistling in his ears. This is why he loves battle so much, it gives the sense of freedom and unstopability that he cannot seem to gather in his everyday life.




    CLAN HERITAGE →










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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]SEXUALITY →
    Heterosexual




    LOVE INTEREST →
    Falconwing




    MATE →
    n/a




    KIN →
    Mossripple







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    OTHER →










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    [size=6pt]★


    [align=center][img width=510 height=340]http://www.catster.com/wp-cont…/orange-and-white-600.jpg[/img]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]Are you satisfied [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=black][font=georgia][size=26pt]Crimsonpaw[hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]With an average life?[/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]FULL NAME →
    Crimsonpaw (Crimsonlake)




    GENDER →
    Female




    ESTIMATE OF AGE →
    7 moons




    PLACE OF ORIGIN →
    Hurricaneclan




    RANK →
    Apprentice




    APPRENTICE/MENTOR →
    None/To be decided




    [/fancypost]    		 [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]DEFINING TRAITS →
    x Calm
    x Intelligent
    x Hardheaded
    x Dark-humored
    x Hardworking
    x Sophisticated




    HISTORY →
    Having faced no complications during her childhood, most of Crimsonpaw's history is barren and boring. She grew up slightly detached from the other kits, and prefers a solitary lifestyle. Despite this, she has a few close friends, though even with them she tends to be private. Her father was, unknown to her, in fact a kittypet, though only her mother knows. It is, after all, a mothers choice whether or not she wants to tell the father of her kits.




    CLAN HERITAGE →
    Of Shadowclan descent







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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]SEXUALITY →
    Heterosexual




    LOVE INTEREST →
    Will develop




    MATE →
    None




    KIN →
    None







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    OTHER →










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  • нυrrιcaneclan {rp}


    Spottedpaw || Male || Old Apprentice

    [size=11pt]Bridges were burned, now it's your turn, to cry.[/size]


    [justify]Spottedpaw ducked as he attempted to exit the apprentices den, lashing his tail in frustration as he scraped his hind legs on the edges of the entrance. The tom was clearly far to big for the den, but never said anything about hos discomfort to his fellow apprentices. He hated the way they looked up at him, tall even for a warrior, their tiny seven moon old heads shaking as they told their mentor they would not do battle practice with him. Finally out of the den, he licked his chest self conciously and quickly glanced up at camp for his mentor. It wasn't the den and other apprentices that bothered him most, it was the fact that his mentor was barely 2 moons older than him, and one of the prettiest cats in the clan. He twitched his whiskers in embarrasment as he sat beside the apprentice den. [/justify]



    Blackbramble || Tom || Warrior


    [size=11pt]I know I could lie, but I'm telling the truth[/size]


    [justify]Blackbramble wandered into camp, a finch tightly clamped in his jaws, as he daydreamed, not focusing on much at all. He quickened his pace into a quick jog, stopping just short of the fresh-kill pile to set his prey down. Flicking his ear absent-mindedly, the tom settled down to pick his first meal.[/justify]



    Mossripple || Female || Warrior

    [size=11pt]No matter how hard you try, we'll always be found in, the sky.[/size]


    [justify]Mossripple spotted her brother a couple of foxlengths away and sighed, thinking of how useful she could have been if she'd gotten up earlier to hunt. Lashingn her tail, the warrior assumed that she was too late to join a patrol, so sat uncomfortably in the corner of camp. [/justify]



    Crimsonpaw || She || Apprentice


    [size=11pt]Are you satisfied, with an average life? [/size]


    [justify]Crimsonpaw yawned, stretching out her tired muscles for the first time that morning. Bones stiff from lack of sleep, the young apprentice's first thought was of her training, and she bounced out into the open area of camp. Noddingg a good morning to the looming figure of Spottedpaw, Crimsonpaw glanced about camp for her mentor.


    (May I ask who Crimsonpaw's mentor is? I checked the clan list but she wasn't listed, sorry for the inconvenience :3)[/justify]

  • The Tested and The Broken ~SignUps~-~Open~

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    Wyvern | 3292
    [hr]
    ABOUT YOUR CAT
    ~-Name-~
    Wyvern
    ~-Gender-~
    She
    ~-Age-~
    22 moons
    ~-Ranking-~
    Escapee Spy
    [hr]
    PERSONALITY
    ~-Positives-~
    x Truthful
    x Sophisticated
    x Assertive
    x Witty


    ~-Negatives-~
    x Secretive
    x Reserved
    x Insensitive
    x Untrusting


    ~-Fears-~
    x Being incorrect/ outwitted
    x Being replaced


    ~-Strengths-~
    x Quick-witted
    x Intelligent


    ~-Weaknesses-~
    x Physical weakness
    x Water

    [hr]
    YOUR CATS ABILITIES
    ~-Ability-~
    This cat has two, very minor abilities that make a huge impact on her life. She was created with the purpose to build and invent for the tested cats, though she would need to be able to grasp and work with her paws. Her paw structure was altered to give her opposable thumbs, giving her the ability to work as a human would with thier hands. Her paws look the same as any other cats, so not many guess this advantage she has.


    The second minor power is an alteration to her brain. She needed to be able to quickly learn how to invent and build, so they enhanced certain areas of her brain to be able to meet the criteria. Small chips were implanted, and she now has the ability to learn very quickly and efficiently. These chips have heightened her intelligence levels, meaning she can also read cats emotions and strategise well.
    ~-Ability Strengths And Uses-~
    Inventing
    Handling objects (a useful example may be handling a weapon of sorts)
    Strategising
    Very quick and efficient learner


    ~-Abilities Weaknesses-~


    The implants are not watertight, so she can be electrocuted easily
    These implants use up a lot of energy, so she is easily tired and weakened.

    [hr]
    OTHER
    [font=segoe script]~-Screen Name-~
    Twixx
    ~-Nicknames-~
    Hermione
    ~-Other-~
    The reason I put Wyvern as a spy is because she would be a totally useless warrior with very little fighting ability due to her constant weakness. She is fast and strategic, so I thought being a spy would be fitting, though i can change it if you ask :3
    ~-Code-~
    The cliff-hangers! Sometimes I don't even want to finish a book because of the cliff-hanger, it just seems like a perfect way to end a book.



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    [font=segoe script]Ricochet | 2996


    [hr]
    [font=segoe script]ABOUT YOUR CAT
    [font=segoe print]~-Name-~
    Ricochet
    ~-Gender-~
    Male
    ~-Age-~
    29 moons
    ~-Ranking-~
    Controlled Leader's Assistant


    [hr]
    [font=segoe script]PERSONALITY
    [font=segoe script] ~-Positives-~
    x Diplomatic
    x Negotiable
    x Honest
    x Flirtatious


    ~-Negatives-~
    x Rebellious
    x Dangerous
    x Risky
    x Critical


    ~-Fears-~
    x Pain
    x Restriction


    ~-Strengths-~
    x Clever
    x Agile


    ~-Weaknesses-~
    x Judgemental
    x Poor stamina


    [hr]
    [font=segoe script]YOUR CATS ABILITIES
    [font=segoe script]~-Ability-~
    Ricochet has the ability to become suitable for flight, growing wings on his back, tailfeathers and spouting gliding feathers on his legs. He was only placed in the controlled section because of his unruly behaviour, attacking a human and leaving him with bad scratches, they thought he would be a threat to them if he ever managed to seek other cats help. He never really thinks of the rebellion, though is most definitely curious.
    ~-Ability Strengths And Uses-~
    x Transporting messages
    x Intimidating opponents
    x Able to rescue both himself and others from danger via flight
    x To dive onto others in an attack


    ~-Abilities Weaknesses-~
    x He is easily tired
    x Wings are very fragile, so can be broken easily, leaving him vunerable.


    [hr]
    [color=black][font=segoe script]OTHER
    [font=segoe script][color=limegreen]~-Screen Name-~
    Twixx
    ~-Nicknames-~
    Hermione
    ~-Other-~
    ~-Code-~

  • нυrrιcaneclan {rp}


    Spottedpaw || Male || Old Apprentice

    [size=11pt]Bridges were burned, now it's your turn, to cry.[/size]


    [justify]Spottedpaw noticed Sandygaze by the fresh-kill pile after a moment, and rose sleepily to his paws to walk over and greet her. Stretching out his long limbs, the bengal tom thought about what he would say to her, but after a second of pondering over the subject, he merely shrugged it off, it was like talking to any warrior, after all. Breezily trotting over to his mentor, he dipped his head towards her in respect, which was a little awkward considering his height.


    "I was wondering when we would be training today? Unless you're busy" he mewed, adding the last sentence hastily, trying not to be rude. This was hard, in his case. The young tom seemed distracted, but said nothing as to why his mind was wandering.[/justify]



    Blackbramble || Tom || Warrior


    [size=11pt]I know I could lie, but I'm telling the truth[/size]


    [justify]Blackbramble sighed, I should have brought back at leaat one more kill, then I wouldn't feel so guilty he thought, turning away from the tempting tray of prey in front of his glassy green eyes. Sweeping his tail over his paws, the tom began to lick his chest, figuring he may as well get on with keeping himself presentable.[/justify]



    Mossripple || Female || Warrior

    [size=11pt]No matter how hard you try, we'll always be found in, the sky.[/size]


    [justify]Mossripple's depressingg thoughts sbout how useful she could have been were interrupted by a skidding noise as Springpaw bounded into camp. Seriously? she thought, but she couldn't help a smile flickering across her face as she watched the young apprentice intently for one more moment. Rising to her paws, the warrior flocked her tail in greeting to Springpaw as she approached, her walk slow and lazy.


    "I'm guessing you want to go training?" She offered, cocking her head and smiling. The sunlight reflected off of Mossripple's pelt, giving it a shimmery, rippling effect.[/justify]



    Crimsonpaw || She || Apprentice


    [size=11pt]Are you satisfied, with an average life? [/size]


    [justify]Crimsonpaw spotted the distracted Swallowstream immediately, and began to head towards her, the queen's pace quick and quiet. Coming around to her mentor's front, the apprentice looked up at Swallowstream expectantly beifre opening her mouth to speak.


    "Are you okay, Swallowstream?" She queried, knowing that it was none of her business, but asking anyways. Crimsonpaw expected it was nothing, but it was only polite to pay attention to others emotions. [/justify]

  • нυrrιcaneclan {rp}


    Spottedpaw || Male || Old Apprentice

    [size=11pt]Bridges were burned, now it's your turn, to cry.[/size]


    [justify]Spottedpaw noticed Sandygaze by the fresh-kill pile after a moment, and rose sleepily to his paws to walk over and greet her. Stretching out his long limbs, the bengal tom thought about what he would say to her, but after a second of pondering over the subject, he merely shrugged it off, it was like talking to any warrior, after all. Breezily trotting over to his mentor, he dipped his head towards her in respect, which was a little awkward considering his height.


    "I was wondering when we would be training today? Unless you're busy" he mewed, adding the last sentence hastily, trying not to be rude. This was hard, in his case. The young tom seemed distracted, but said nothing as to why his mind was wandering.[/justify]




    Blackbramble || Tom || Warrior


    [size=11pt]I know I could lie, but I'm telling the truth[/size]


    [justify]Blackbramble spotted Adderheart lying aimlessly around after a few moments of doinng the same, and pondered whether to approaxh the messenger. Eventually getting swiftly to his paws, the warrior trotted briskly up to Adderheart, settling himself down a couple of mouselengths in front of her. He watched the kits for a moment beifre turning hos attention to Adderheart.


    "I wonder when the patrols will be sent out, I feel fidgety just sitting around camp" he mewed, hoping to initiate friendly conversation. [/justify]



    Mossripple || Female || Warrior

    [size=11pt]No matter how hard you try, we'll always be found in, the sky.[/size]


    [justify]Springpaw was a fairly new apprentice, and the first time Mossripple had mentored her she'd been overwhelmed by how big this little cat's personality was, but had begun to grow used to it, even appreciate it. Swishing her tail lightly round her paws, Mossripple paused for a moment to think.


    "You seem full of energy, how about battle training? I could teach you how to climb trees to aid you in your fighting" she answered, glancing upwards towards the sun to see how much time they had till mid-day. [/justify]



    Crimsonpaw || She || Apprentice


    [size=11pt]Are you satisfied, with an average life? [/size]


    [justify]Crimsonpaw hesitated before answering, thinking of what battle moves they could go over that she'd seen the older apprentices do, they seemed so much more fun to learn! Glancing over at the warriors den, Ceimsonpaw thought about how many moons it would be until she sat her vigil. 6? 7? Something like that.


    "Battle training sounds excellent" she replied in her usual, purr like voice. Crimsonpaw had a habit of speaking almost formally when she need not, but it never got her into trouble, so why try to break the habit? [/justify]

  • ☀ OCEANCLAN ☀ ƇƖαη σf Rιѕιηg тιɗєѕ ☀ Sємι Aɗν / Sιgη υρ Ƭняєαɗ ☀

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 10px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://chainimage.com/images/c…ow-eyes-hd-wallpapers.jpg) center; background-size: cover; width: 100px; height: 200px; margin-top: 7px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 292px; height: 170px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 292px; height: 170px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 292px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]CURRENT NAME » Ricochetpaw
    SEX » Male
    GENDER » Male
    SEXUALITY » Bisexual
    AGE » 11 Moons
    RANK » Apprentice
    THEME SONG » Heathens - Twenty-one Pilots




    PELT COLOR » Black/ White
    EYE COLOR » Vibrant yellow
    SCARS» Four, thin, long healed claw marks along his left hind leg. These are from a very recent fight, and his mentor is angry at him for resorting to tooth and claw.




    PERSONALITY » Competitive and independent, Ricochetpaw does not shy away from a challenge, and can use his witty and oddly charming personality to aid him in both the challenge and the consequences of it. He is fairly focused when he's training, and not truanting as he does regularly. He's not a bad kid, just not comfortable having his every move scrutinised by both onlookers and his mentor. Mostly Ricochetpaw hunt's or practices swimming when he truants, trying to perfect his every move so his mentor wont be disappointed in him like he usually is. This deep rooted insecurity will ease as he ages, but for now he will seize every opportunity to get away.
    LIKES »
    x Swimming
    x Climbing
    x Battle
    x Raindrops
    x Calm
    x Stars
    x Howling winds
    x Storms
    DISLIKES »
    x Arrogance
    x Heat
    x Sunlight
    x Being caught
    x Foxes
    x Ignorance
    STRENGTHS »
    x Swimming
    x Manipulation
    x Battle
    WEAKNESSES »
    x Hunting ground prey
    x Poor stamina
    x Dislikable
    FEARS »
    x Anxiety
    x Foxes
    x Being ridiculed
    x Falling
    DREAMS »
    x To become a warrior within the next moon.
    x To be liked by the elders (near impossible)
    x To be an idol for kits
    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 292px; padding: 6px; padding-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;font-family: arial; font-size: 20px; color: snow; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 10px;]RICOCHETPAW! [/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 445px; padding: 10px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 21px; color: snow; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-top: 7px; margin-left: 3px; margin-bottom: 8px;]Please don't make and sudden moves. You don't know the half of the abuse.[/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-bottom: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; min-height: 147px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]HISTORY » If you're wandering why Ricocetpaw has such an odd name, then you're about to find out. He was named after his father, who had been named "Ricochet" because of his raging temper. He never resorted to tooth and claw, but he could make opponents run just from the piercing sound of his yowl as it his their ears. He was born inside the clan, and since a mother doesn't have to reveal the father of her kits, she was safe when Ricochetpaw was born. He had a pleasant kithood, and loves his mother dearly, especially when she told him of his father.
    MOTHER » Clearpoppy
    FATHER » Ricochet
    BROTHERS AND SISTERS » Icehunter (Half) (Open, anyone want to be his sibling?)
    OTHER KIN » Open




    RELATIONSHIP STATUS » Single
    CRUSH » TBD
    MATE » n/a
    KITS » n/a




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    center; background-size: cover; width: 29px; height: 50px; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #6996AD; background: url(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…30c7d93975ed67775ddb0.jpg) center; background-size: cover; width: 29px; height: 50px; margin-left: 8px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 7px;][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-bottom: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; min-height: 147px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]SCREEN NAME » Quosura
    ACTIVITY » High, can dip to where I'm on post only once a day.
    PLOT IDEAS » No plot ideas, though can I request Ricochetpaw's mentor be quite rough with him?
    OTHER » n/a :3 Rising tides
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= #CDB7B5; border: none; width: 470px; min-height: 200px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 10px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/2Qktk1v.jpg?1) center; background-size: cover; width: 100px; height: 200px; margin-top: 7px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 292px; height: 170px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 292px; height: 170px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 292px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]CURRENT NAME » Greenrose
    SEX » Female
    GENDER » Female
    SEXUALITY » Heterosexual
    AGE » 14 Moons
    RANK » Young warrior
    THEME SONG » The lonely - Christina Perri




    PELT COLOR » Red Abyssinian
    EYE COLOR » Washed out green
    SCARS» n/a




    PERSONALITY » Greenrose distances herself from others greatly, and is never really seen laughing or joking with others, mostly just sharing tongues with a few close friends. Don't get me wrong, she does have friends, she just doesn't share much of her life with them. Greenrose carries herself with a lot of confidence and pride, and this combined with her silent, secretive nature can make her a little unapproachable.




    As an apprentice the queen was pleasing, always putting in the required effort even if her talent was not really in the art of hunting or fighting. Her talent is more in her mind, which she uses to strategise her hunting and fighting, rather than rely on her strength and skills alone. Most of the clan have no opinion on Greenrose, after all, there's not much to judge her by.




    Greenrose is realistic and analytical, basing her opinions and judgements on facts rather than emotions. This can make her reliable, but also quite judgemental of others who prefer to display their feelings and emotions. She does mean well, but don't expect her to be the most comforting in a heated situation.
    LIKES »
    x Rain
    x Treetop hunting
    x Running
    x Watching the sunset
    x Sitting on branches
    x Grooming
    x Elders
    x Kits
    x Her warrior name
    x Birdsong
    DISLIKES »
    x White noise
    x Being dismissed as unimportant
    x Her opinions not being valid because of her age
    x Her prefix (old)
    x Swimming
    x Dirt
    STRENGTHS »
    x Intelligent
    x Analytical
    x Long, thick claws. These have proven to be useful on more than one occasion.
    WEAKNESSES »
    x Weak
    x Insensitive
    x Unable to swim
    FEARS »
    x Deep water
    x Humiliation
    DREAMS »
    x To walk through fire (She has an odd fascination with fire, she's only seen it from afar and doesn't really know how dangerous it can be)
    x To be recognised for her talents
    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 292px; padding: 6px; padding-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;font-family: arial; font-size: 20px; color: snow; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 10px;]GREENROSE! [/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 445px; padding: 10px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 21px; color: snow; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-top: 7px; margin-left: 3px; margin-bottom: 8px;]Dancing slowly in an empty room. Can the lonely take the place of you?[/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-bottom: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; min-height: 147px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]HISTORY » As a kit, Greenrose had a friend called Blackkit, and he was born on the exact same date as her. His mother and siblings had died of blackcough, and despite this he was so funny and friendly. Blackkit had one terrible flaw, he was very naughty and not well liked in the dens, constantly sneaking off to cause trouble. He seemed to think he was invulnerable, impenetrable.




    One night he managed to convince Greenrose to venture out with him, and she never would have done it if she didn't have such a soul devouring crush on him. Let us just say Blackkit didn't make that night, when foxes had been sighted not far from camp. Three cats were on guard that night, yet not one of them spotted the kits sneaking out. Blackkit saved Greenrose by hurling himself at the fox, he would've made an excellent warrior, even as a kit he managed to startle the thing, which shook the kit from his muzzle. Hearing pounding pawsteps behind her, Greenrose assumed Blackkit was behind her, and continued to talk to him as they ran. It was only when she reached camp she noticed he was not behind her, tail streaked with splatters of blood. She remembers telling Ricochetkit a moon or so after, which instilled a fear of foxes in the young tom forever.




    Greenrose likes to think she has gotten over Blackkit, but his death is the reason she is colder than most, even if she doesn't realise it. After Greenrose's warrior ceremony, where she rid herself of the unflattering and bland name of Greenpaw, she heard Blackkit's father tell a clan-mate how unworthy she was of a warrior name, and he hates her to this day.
    MOTHER » Flutterbreath
    FATHER » Clause (Loner)
    BROTHERS AND SISTERS » Unknown
    OTHER KIN » Unknown




    RELATIONSHIP STATUS » Single
    CRUSH » TBD
    MATE » n/a
    KITS » n/a




    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://www.hdiphonewallpapers.…3gs-wallpapers-492ios.jpg) center; background-size: cover; width: 29px; height: 50px; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://g03.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB…se-b-font-Bush-Flower.jpg) center; background-size: cover; width: 29px; height: 50px; margin-left: 8px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 7px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-bottom: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; min-height: 147px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]SCREEN NAME » Quosura
    ACTIVITY » Above
    PLOT IDEAS » n/a
    OTHER » n/a
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 10px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://vignette1.wikia.nocooki…/latest?cb=20150703174811) center; background-size: cover; width: 100px; height: 200px; margin-top: 7px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 292px; height: 170px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 292px; height: 170px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 292px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]CURRENT NAME » Icehunter
    SEX » Male
    GENDER » Male
    SEXUALITY » Bisexual
    AGE » 31 Moons
    RANK » Warrior
    THEME SONG » Centuries - Fall out boy




    PELT COLOR » Black/ White
    EYE COLOR » Pasty green
    SCARS» Flawless baby




    PERSONALITY » Diplomatic and exceptionally insightful, Icehunter is a very down-to-earth, who knows how to make sacrifices without upsetting others. His collected and logical way of stating things makes him hard to disagree with, and his opinions can make others think. He gets along well with most, but the more stubborn of the clan can find themselves clashing with the argumentative cat.




    Icehunter likes to know where he stands, so if you have a problem with him, he will confront you outright, and is not afraid of his response, and would never harm a fellow clan-mate, even if they attacked. This sureness and self-confidence makes him respected, especially by kits, though maybe not quite as much as the higher ranked and quite a few older warriors. He is ambitious and fears little, though this can be his ultimate downfall.
    LIKES »
    x Kits
    x Respect
    x Agreeable cats
    x Rivalry
    x Settling border scraps
    x Gaining the upper hand
    x Leaf-fall leaves
    x Heat
    x Company
    DISLIKES »
    x Stubborn cats
    x Denial
    x Lack of respect
    x Being ridiculed/ treated as an apprentice
    x Rain
    x Hail
    STRENGTHS »
    x Diplomatic
    x Excels at sprinting
    x Muscular and battle-hardy
    WEAKNESSES »
    x Very poor sense of smell, cannot track efficiently
    x Cannot swim
    x Low stamina
    FEARS »
    x Exile
    x Two-legs
    x Deathberries (He has anxiety that someone will give him poisoned food or the medicine cat will give him deathberries by accident.)
    DREAMS »
    x To be remembered
    x To save a life
    x To have kits and continue his bloodline
    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 292px; padding: 6px; padding-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;font-family: arial; font-size: 20px; color: snow; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 10px;]ICEHUNTER! [/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 445px; padding: 10px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 21px; color: snow; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-top: 7px; margin-left: 3px; margin-bottom: 8px;]I could scream forever. We are the poisoned youth.[/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-bottom: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; min-height: 147px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]HISTORY » Icehunter was born into a good family, and never faced any mishaps as a kit. He never faced not having his father like Ricochetpaw, though his father did die 17 moons. He was killed by a rogue defending the clan.
    MOTHER » Clearpoppy
    FATHER » Stonecold
    BROTHERS AND SISTERS » Ricochetpaw (Half)
    OTHER KIN » Open!




    RELATIONSHIP STATUS » Single
    CRUSH » n/a
    MATE » n/a
    KITS » wants ;-; n/a




    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://resource.mmgn.com/Gallery/full/XZCQHSNY.jpg) center; background-size: cover; width: 29px; height: 50px; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://img04.deviantart.net/a6…nife_by_thygo-d4rdflx.jpg) center; background-size: cover; width: 29px; height: 50px; margin-left: 8px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 7px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-bottom: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; min-height: 147px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]SCREEN NAME » Quosura
    ACTIVITY » Above
    PLOT IDEAS » Maybe some cat(s) could be stalking the clan, killing off cats? A few get scared and break away from the clan to form a sort of rebellion against the cat(s), because they feel the clan isn't doing enough? I don't really know, just a random idea, I don't mind if that's not really what you had in mind :3
    OTHER » n/a
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    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 1px; letter-spacing: 5px; color: transparent; margin-top: -20px;]MARSY LUVS U LOTS[/fancypost]


    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= #CDB7B5; border: none; width: 470px; min-height: 200px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 10px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://cdn.attackofthecute.com…-30-2012-01-50-58-ttt.jpg) center; background-size: cover; width: 100px; height: 200px; margin-top: 7px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 292px; height: 170px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 292px; height: 170px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 292px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]CURRENT NAME » Mosspaw
    SEX » Female
    GENDER » Female
    SEXUALITY » Heterosexual
    AGE » 8 moons
    RANK » Apprentice
    THEME SONG » Warriors - Imagine Dragons




    PELT COLOR » Pale, tannish ginger and a creamy white
    EYE COLOR » Glassy blue/ washed out green
    SCARS» A bite mark over her face, little holes punctured round the left side of her face. Not very noticeable at first, but clearly there once you look twice.




    PERSONALITY » Fiery and very much a critic, Mosspaw is not one to lay down and take a beating, and her witty and sassy retorts may be the end of her. She is suspicious and cautious around those she does not know, and doesn't trust even the clan leader. This self reliance comes from her rogue background, as she lived alone with her mother for most of her youth. Mosspaw is not afraid of standing up for others and herself, her eloquent and flirtatious tone making it easy for her to get her way. Despite this Mosspaw is not a brat, and always has a deeper reason for doing anything. She reminds me of someone who is chaotic good, in fact.




    Despite all of this, in a heated situation, Mosspaw can be resourceful and level-headed, never letting the stress get to her. Although not emotional in any way herself, the she is very emotionally intelligent, and can read others well.
    LIKES »
    x Freedom
    x Others who share her sense of humour
    x Irritating serious cats
    x Flirting
    x Battle training
    x Her mentor
    x Training in general
    x Knee deep water
    x Intense cold
    x Greenleaf
    DISLIKES »
    x Dismissive or passive cats
    x Criers
    x Brats
    x Dogs
    x Leaf-fall
    x Fire
    STRENGTHS »
    x Clever
    x Her long, needle-like claws
    x Stamina
    WEAKNESSES »
    x Low pain tolerance
    x Potty mouthed
    x Poor balance (More impactful than you'd think)
    FEARS »
    x Falling
    x Oblivion
    x The dark forest
    x Being mute
    x Being disabled
    DREAMS »
    x To earn a high status
    x To bear kits
    x To be feared
    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 292px; padding: 6px; padding-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;font-family: arial; font-size: 20px; color: snow; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 10px;]MOSSPAW! [/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 445px; padding: 10px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 21px; color: snow; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-top: 7px; margin-left: 3px; margin-bottom: 8px;]You'd lay awake at night and scheme of all the things that you would change, but it was just a dream.[/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-bottom: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; min-height: 147px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]HISTORY » Clanborn
    MOTHER » Applefire
    FATHER » Windrunner
    BROTHERS AND SISTERS » n/a
    OTHER KIN » Open




    RELATIONSHIP STATUS » Single
    CRUSH » TBD
    MATE » n/a
    KITS » n/a




    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://images.summitpost.org/original/303264.jpg) center; background-size: cover; width: 29px; height: 50px; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #6996AD; background: url(http://orig12.deviantart.net/4…eal_forest303-d53akaz.jpg) center; background-size: cover; width: 29px; height: 50px; margin-left: 8px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 7px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#6996AD; border: none; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-bottom: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; height: 147px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 173px; min-height: 147px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; color: snow; line-height: 9px;]SCREEN NAME » Quosura
    ACTIVITY » Above
    PLOT IDEAS » n/a
    OTHER » n/a
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  • meadowclan - sign ups - hp's open

    Ricochetpaw


    Snowhunter

    Snowhunter


    Greenpaw

    Greenpaw

    Greenpaw

    Greenpaw


    Cavernpaw

    Cavernpaw

    Cavernpaw

    Cavernpaw

    Cavernpaw

  • ☀ OCEANCLAN ☀ ƇƖαη σf Rιѕιηg тιɗєѕ ☀ Rρ Ƭняєαɗ ☀


    Ricochetpaw || Male || Apprentice

    [size=11pt]"Please don't make any sudden moves, you don't know the half of the abuse."[/size]


    [justify]Ricochetpaw had exited camp a long while ago, and thought he may as well avoid his mentor for the next hour, and had settled to grooming himself contently from the heights of a thick oak tree branch. A quiet scuffling caught his attention from below and he spotted Sharkstone, staring like a lemon into a bush. What on earth? He didn't know the cat personally, he had no reason to, Sharkstone was respected, not one to hang out with such a frowned upon apprentice. Ricochetpaw was now laying on the branch, and with a spark of intrigue and confidence decided to call out to Sharkstone.


    "Hello there, Sharkstone!" He yelled, though only loud enough for him to hear. The tom knew he didn't look innocent all the way up this tree, but he wasn't in a particular mood for caring. He drew his tongue roughly over his chest before looking back to Sharkstone, a small, questioning smile on his face. [/justify]



    Icehunter || Male || Warrior

    [size=11pt]"I could scream forever, we are the poisoned youth."[/size]


    [justify]Icehunter spotted Tidesong sitting alone with a meal placed at her paws, and flicked his tail, as if questioning whether he should approch. May as well he thought, a smile flickering across his face as he padded over to the she-cat.


    "Hello Tidesong" he purred, settling down a few mouselengths away from her without invitation. The tom drew his tongue over his paw, which was stinging after being impaled by a thorn just the day before. [/justify]


    [img width=510 height=340]http://i.imgur.com/2Qktk1v.jpg[/img]


    Greenrose || Female || Warrior

    [size=11pt]"Dancing slowly in an empty room. Can the lonely take the place of you?"[/size]


    [justify]Greenrose padded out of camp, the sand oozing between her pawpads, making her shudder with mild discomfort. She hadn't seen any cats heading out for hunting patrols yet, and thought cautiously about approaching one of her clan-mates. Spotting Sandstar, Greenrose padded over to him without much thought, dipping her head to him as she approached.


    "Good morning Sandstar, I'm guessing you like the water?" She mewed politely, sitting down in front of the much taller cat. She twitched her ear as a bug landed, a flicker of annoyance briefly passing her face as she tried to rid herself of the tiny nuisance. [/justify]



    Mosspaw|| Female || Apprentice

    [size=11pt]You'd lay awake at night and scheme, of all the things that you would change but it was just a dream."[/size]


    [justify]Mosspaw was lounging in camp, her tail resting neatly on her nose as she watched others from the comfort of thr shade, her body curled up into a tight ball. She surpressed a yawn, it seemed to be another lazy day for the clan, little entertainment for an energetic and adrenalin junkie like herself. Mosspaw huffed to herself, paws twitching as the grass grazed them.[/justify]

  • meadowclan - sign ups - hp's open

    [justify]Finished Cavernpaw, and thankyou for accepting me! May I ask who Cavernpaw and Ricochetpaw's mentors are? Is Greenpaw accepted, I don't see her on the first post :3 thankyou.


    I also saw that Cavernpaw's picture was the same as Cloverblaze's, so I changed it real quick :3 and yes you may make a female for Snowhunter if you would like, though it's up to you.[/justify]

  • meadowclan - roleplay

    Ricochetpaw||


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    [justify]Ricochetpaw lay quietly beside the Apprentice Den, leg up as he groomed the soft fur of his ankles, trying to sooth where the thorn had preciously been. He had made a trip to see the medicine cat when he'd been woken by a horrible pain in his foot, waking some of the other apprentices. He knew the poppy seeds would begin to numb the pain soon, and that this minor injury was not enough to get him out if a patrol. A pap pap of paws distracted him and he looked up to see Morningstar walking into camp. [/justify]


    Snowhunter||


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    [justify]Snowhunter felt a brush of fur against him and he snapped awake, realising he had fallen out if his nest and was on the verge of entering another. Hissing quietly in annoyance, the tom lightly got to his paws, careful not to make a sound so the other warriors could continue sleeping. Exiting the den sharply, Snowhunter felt his vision dazzled by the sun, and shook his head to rid himswlf of the feeling. [/justify]


    Greenpaw||


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    [justify]Greenpaw heard the quiet pitter patter of paws as Amberleaf left the den, and twisted around in her nest to see what time of day it was. Early morning, fantastic. The older watchers apprentice rose silently to her paws, arching her back into a stretch to iron out her stiffness. Taking the time to glance about the den, she noted that a couple of watchers were out already, and slowly padded outside to face the world.


    The scent of dew on the grass welcomed Greenpaw, and she tasted the air for scents of the cats around her. The she-cat knew Amberleaf had gone to take over watchers duty, and didn't want to distract her so early on, so decided to wait for more cats to rise before considering training. So far into her training, Greenpaw could almost taste her warrior name, and though she never mentioned it to anyone, hungered for the title of watcher. While it would be over a moon before she realistically recieved her name, the feline made sure to fit in training whenever she could to minimise the chances of her being denied.[/justify]


    Cavernpaw||


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    [justify]Cavernpaw tapped her tail inpatiently on the ground, hating how early she had gotton up, and how long it would be before she could start training. She huffed and dug her claws into the soft grass, though being careful not to dig up any flowers. She began to swirl her claws across the dirt to make patterns while she waited, trying carefully to not ruin the drawing with a flash of her claws..[/justify]

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    Ricochetpaw||


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    [justify]Ricochetpaw opened his mouth to reply to Sharkstone, but was cut short by the appearance of Cosmopaw, flicking his gaze over to her and grinning. Instead of continuing the conversation from such a height, the tom clambered down, leaping the last couple of metres a couple of foxlengths in from of Sharkstone and Cosmopaw.


    "You must be quite confident to view your deputy as prey" he responded in an equally light tone, his eyes flashed with mischief. He glanced again towards Sharkstone, opening his mouth to speak. "I was just practicing my climbing skills" he mewed, his tone more formal and polite, but the smooth, confident tone of his usual voice still in place. He did respect the deputy, it was just his informal and seemingly confident personality got in the way of him conveying this. [/justify]


    Icehunter||


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    [justify]Waiting for Tidesog[/justify]


    Greenrose||


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    [justify]Waiting for Sandstar[/justify]


    Mosspaw||


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    [justify]OOC: Sounds great! They can get each other into trouble xD


    IC: Mosspaw rolled her eyes at her friends frustration, smiling, before closing her eyes and nodding in agreement at Coralpaw's statement.


    "Even the leaders getting wet, I wish there were at least a patrol to go on" she mewed, gazing out at the sea. She flicked her tail in thought, wondering what do suggest to cure this looming boredom. [/justify]