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He nodded taking a deep breath to clear his lungs and followed after her.

He opened his eyes and looked at her from the corner of his dull blue eyes with a flick on his ear. He stretched out his front paws making his sharp black claws extend from their sheaths and yawned. The black tom then roll to his belly to lay and shook out his slightly scruffy pelt before resting his head on his paws still feeling weak and light headed, but at least he could move. Then he spoke in a voice that was somewhat hoarse yet still slightly strong, "I'm not dead... just weak.." He closed his eyes again and took in a deep breath. He truly hope that this she-cat was the only cat around, he didn't feel much like having to deal with any others.

He lifted his head back up and flicked his ear somewhat annoyed, he was hoping for some quiet now that he could speak and move slightly. His eyes seemed somewhat bright, but still not the deep blue that mimicked the ocean he grew up near, and they were half closed when he looked up at her. The tip of his slender black tail twitched as he spoke with a still weak voice, "You ask a lot of questions don't you..." The black tom's gaze drift to look up at the sky were the sun was starting to set and the moon was starting to rise, "I'd rather not talk about my past..." he meowed somewhat faintly.

(my i-pod went missing to not long ago!! i miss it.. :( )

RedMoon was standing in the camp with his red pelt still bristled as he looked around with silted bronze colored eyes for anymore wolves he could attack. Though he was defiantly weak from having fought off two already, and his tail was was missing a patch of fur and caked with blood well he had a bad scratch just behind his right ear that was bleeding freely, he still was able to fight if he had to.
He was snarling ready to pounce anything that dared to attack him, but RedMoon was hurting badly from his wounds even if he didn't show it. Beside the bite on his tail and scratch on his head, the red tabby warrior also had a bloody right paw from wrenching out one of his claws on the pelt of one of the wolves.

RedMoon step back when Emberfoot tried to lick his wounds since he wasn't amitting that his injuries were hurting. But as soon as CopperSong appeared, he walked up to her knowing he couldn't say no to the medicne cat. He sat down and rapped his tail to his side holding it off the ground since it was stil bleeding from the bite marks. He aslo held up his right paw where the claw had been wrenched out and lowered his head so CopperSong could reach the would behind his right ear easily.

DeathShade turned to her and looked into her warm eyes with his own deep blue ones and found himself having to look away suddenly. Her kindness seemed to remind him to much of his mother and it made his heart aching knowing she was gone. He turned his gaze back to the sky and a shiver ran down his spine under his shaggy black pelt. He shut his eyes and sighed meowing sighlently mostly to himself, "If only it was that easy.. if only there was no past.. if only my past..." He stopped and lowered his head shaking it.

DeathShade was surprised by how kind this cat was and it made him shiver yet again. He weakly got to his paws holding his head as high as he could though looked at the ground to think. He had just met this cat, she had no idea who he was and where he had come from, but she was willing to give him a home for at least a night. He sighed and looked up at the she-cat and nodded, "thank you..." he meowed.

DeathShade followed after her silently and when they reached the den, he watched her leap up the tree till she was no longer in his sight. The black tom trudged into the den; the she-cat had been right, it was small but defeintly warm. DeathShade scanned the darkness of the den with his dark blue yes and found the nest of moss, it smell much of the she-cat. Instead of sleeping in it, DeathShade laid down in a empty space of dirt not wanting to have her scent mix with his. It had been a long time since he was near any other cat and he still wasn't used to it. The tom yawned closing his eyes and set his head on his paws. It wasn't long before he fell asleep and for once, nightmares did not come.. nether did dreams/

What if there is a tom back in thunderclan that loves Compasspaw but she doesn't know and since she is in RiverClan, the tom 's heart is filled with pain and worry

Thats what i'd like to do, but is there anything specific you want me to make him look like or act like?? Or is it up to me??

DeathShade wrote:

RedMoon step back when Emberfoot tried to lick his wounds since he wasn't amitting that his injuries were hurting. But as soon as CopperSong appeared, he walked up to her knowing he couldn't say no to the medicne cat. He sat down and rapped his tail to his side holding it off the ground since it was stil bleeding from the bite marks. He aslo held up his right paw where the claw had been wrenched out and lowered his head so CopperSong could reach the would behind his right ear easily.

(I'm so sorry for being so inactive.. no computer at my dads house.... :( Anyway, what happened? Was my cat RedMoon healed??)

RedMoon laid just outside the warrior den grooming his red tabby fur. He had finally healed fully after the fight with the wolves but the younger warrior would forever know have a scar behind his right ear. Of course RedMoon didn't care that much about it, to him it was a sign that he was a strong warrior. His bronze colored eyes were closed as he he gently groomed the fur on his shoulder.

He looked up from his grooming and smiled at the aging she-cat, "hello MoonPool," he meowed kindly, "How are you doing today?"

Username:
DeathShade
Cat Name:
Burntpaw~Pelt
Gender:
Tom
Place Wanted:
ThunderClan cat that likes Compasspaw
Description:
Burntpaw is what would be called a sable burmese cat(a short furred cat with shades of brown and black in their fur; is a mix between a siamese cat and regular brown cat). He is a slender tom, in some cases considered quite scrawny, but that just how he was born. The fur on his face is all black, but as it comes down to his chest it turns brown but becomes dark brown at his front paws. From his chest, the brown fur continues along his body till it get to the mid of his belly the begins to turn dark brown to black a;; the way to his tail. The inside of his ears are a pale pink almost white, his nose is black, and he has medium lengthed white whiskers. His eyes are are colored with bronze yellow coloring near that pupils that fade out near the ends of the irises.

Personality:
Burntpaw is truly a kind hearted tom cat who cares for everyone he knows. He would fight to the death if it ever came to one of his friends being in danger. But, though he is a strong fighter, Burntpaw isn't a fan of it being as he is somewhat shy. He spends time with others, but most of the time chooses to think when he can. Burntpaw is quite smart when he wishes to be. So in general, this young apprentice is kind yet shy and loves to think in his free time.
Roleplay Sample:
(This is an example of one of my more advanced characters)

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Near the back of the apprentice den, a lone she-cat laid, both eyes focused on the ground in front of her. Her light grey pelt was covered in moss and her feathery grey tail with streaks of white was curled around her for comfort. Her eyes didn't blink once as she laid, the right the color of the sky and the left the color of grass with streaks of blue. They red from the tears she continued to cry each night she awoke from her dreams. Her heart was still broken from her mother's death the day she was three moons, followed by her brother's death only a day after the siblings were named apprentices. The young brother was know as Rainpaw, his pelt was a bluish grey with a white underbelly and white tail tip. He was so brave but at the same time, curious. He had strayed to far from the safety of the camp and died at the paws of a passing rouge. Every night poor Dewpaw relieved both nights, first being told that her mother was struck by a monster then her brother being murdered by the rouge. Three moons had passed since her mother had died but not even a moon had since her brother, she was so young but already felt so much hurt. Close her eye tightly, she began to sod once again.

Other:

"I'm alright," he meowed blinking his eyes and yawning with a stretching of his front paws, "A bit tired and still somewhat weak from the fight with the wolves i guess."

Hows it coming along??

Let me know when ever Burntpaw is need

.oO°Cinders°Oo. wrote:

OOC: can i reserve one of Greyberry's next kits please? :3

Coudbreeze purred. "Would you like to go for a walk, Emberfoot?" He asked nicely.

Moonpool smiled. "It's good that you arn't hurt too badly. That horrible white wolf-" she shuddered. "-Killed Trushclaw. My mate." She closed her eyes, remembering the handsome tabby tom.

Smokepaw watched Lionpaw from across the clearing. The cobwebs on her leg had soaked up most of the blood, and she was feeling better.

Cherrystar padded out of her den and nuzzled Bumblestorm. "Hey," she purred, her dark blue eyes gleamig.

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(I'm so sorry for replying so late to this!! I was grounded from my computer for like a week....)

RedMoon set his tail tip on the elder's shoulder to comfort her, "I delt with that wolf and one other and made sure to leave them in fear... they would take anyone ever again.."

All right XD

RedMoon awoke in the warrior den with a long stretch that made his sharp claws dig into the moss of him nest and his red tabby pelt quiver. He yawned and blinked the sleep out of his brown-green eyes before padding out into camp clearing.