Posts by Foxtail#1

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    Vashti turned away from the cat that looked lost. A cat tht had a similar appearance to a wolf was being cornered by no-furs. She had a large scar down her face. Vashti hissed and let out a blood curling yowl as she flug herself at the discusting no-furs. "Get out, now!


    Vashti turned away from the cat she had been talking to and brought her attention to a cat in trouble. She had a similar appearance to a wolf and a llarge scar down her face. She ran at the no-furs and let out a blood curling yowl. "Run!" she called to the cat. "NOW!"

    (kk, but can u find me and friend me bc Im trying really hard to get to 30 and yesterday I was close to quiting...its frustraiting here)
    12/30


    Vashti's eye's grew wide with shock. "One of the kittypets I know said that doing that is forbidden by their "Laws"."

    ok, just wanted to make sure. Here's my wolf's description.


    Name: Snowfeather
    Age: 2 years
    Rank: Low-Crouch
    Pelt Color: Silver
    Eye Color: Peircing Blue-Gray
    Personality: carful around higher ranking wolves, but will still voice her opinion. Sometimes that gets her into trouble with the dragali and drayla. She is a feirce hunter and usually takes part in the main part of hunts, but will always eat only what is left behind by the pack.
    Crush: gets light-headed around Rainheart (I'm hoping he can be a claws and teeth)
    Mate: (I don't know the rules about mates so I'm only putting a crush.)
    History: Became the omega of her pack through not being able to fight well. She was the leanest and most agile, but because of her lack in fighting skills, she was assisnged to be the low croucher at a learners age. Being at that age, she didn't think about resisting the order.

    Foxstar nodded and slowly backed out of the den. It was nice to know that Birdeyes had something to do now. She walked back over to Ashtips. SHe'd tried not to bother her earlier, but now she had a serious question to ask her. "Ashtips,"she started, "would you mind coming to my den for a moment? I needto talk with you anout something in private."

    kk, here it is.


    Name: Rainheart
    Age: 2 1/2 years
    Gender: Male
    Rank: Claws and Teeth
    Pelt: A Grey so deep it's almost blue
    Eye Color: Creamy Brown
    Personality: he uses his ears before his mouth and is considered very wise for his age. He is a good fighter and is good enough to do some basic hunting. He is loyal to everyone he cares about and will die to protect his pack.
    Crush: none at the moment but he admires she-wolves who aren't afraid to speak there minds.
    Mate: None
    History: He was born in a litter of three, but only he survived the famine that had swept through the season. On the night that he was born, it was the last day that rained during that time. In hope that it would rain, and for his pelt, his mother named him Rain(heart)(pup) <i don't know what you add at the end of their name>

    "Hey! Wait!" Fox took off after her. Her muscles were well rested since she had been sitting in a tree for most of the time. The only thing that allowed her to see the loner were the white patches of fur. She wisked her way passed brambles in a desperate attempt to catch up to her. Why is she so frightened?

    Name: Jay
    Gender: Tom
    Looks: russian blue short hair with blue eyes
    personality: reasonable (in a way), speaks his mind, has hated the tribes/clans since one of them killed his previous mate and kits.

    Can I still join? I'm going to put the sign up thinggy wit hthis just in case I can't get on this tomorrow. (I can't remember everything that was on it so I'll try and do my best)


    Username: Foxtail#1
    Player's Name: Foxpaw
    Gender: Tom
    Age: 7 moons
    Pelt: Dark Cinammon Red
    Personality: He generally doesn't say much, but he's not shy. He'll explode easily at something he doesn't like.
    Crush: none, he hasn't hit THAT age yet
    Mate: none
    Kits:none
    History: Was a loner's family, but a giant flood swept through and killed his siblings. The current swept him away from his parents and the only reason he survived is because he clung onto a tree root. Clan cats found him and raised him because they were desperate for cats.


    I think that I got it all this time! :)