Posts by DeathShade

RedMoon wasn't quite sure what to do, whether he should hunt or patrol, so he sat down outside the warrior den and lokked around. His red striped orange fur was fluffed up slguhty against the cold leaf-bare air.

All the yelling awoke RedMoon and the red tabby warrior walk out of the warrior den with half open green-brown eyes. "What going on.." he meowed before letting out a big yawn.

Though the hole in the ground was quite dark and the tunnel that lead to it long, event he faintest of light was able to creep down through the dirt and make its way to the black tom. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes blinking the sleep away. His eyes were much brighter this morning, nearly the deep blue that resembled the ocean he lived near in the past. He got to his paws weakly, but stronger than last night and stretched out. His black pelt quivered and his sharp black claws slid out as he stretched with a yawn. His gaze turned to the tunnel and he made his way through it till he stood outside and a cool breeze made his pelt fluff up. He hadn't know how close leaf-bare was last night, it didn't seem even close. But know that he stood back out in the forest were the ground was light covered in flakes of snow, He could hardly believe it. Another leaf-bare was here again, about the fourth or fifth since he had left his past behind.

Username [Display]:
DeathShade
Kit Name:
Flarekit~paw~Heart
Appearance:
Kit
As a kit, her pelt is quite short and super soft with different shades of black, grey, brown, red and orange fur all over her body. Flarekit is a tiny little she-cat, the smallest kitten in the litter but defiantly a cute little tortie. She has tiny little white teeth as well as sharp tiny white claws. The fur inside her ears is fluffy and a light orange color. Her eyes are a gentle light green.
Apprentice
When it comes to the time that young Flarekit is named a paw, she is still the smallest in her litter but determined as ever. Her mixed color fur is slightly longer now, between short and medium lengthed but still very soft. Her claws have turned more of a grey color and the fur in her ears have become a darker orange. Every last speck of grey and brown fur that had been mixed into the tortie pelt when she was a kit have vanished leaving her coat with shades of black, red and orange. Her eyes are sweet and gentle and have become a slightly darker green.
Warrior
Her size hasn't changed all that much as the tortie she-cat reaches her warrior days, still smaller than her siblings and the other warrior of her age. But FlareHeat doesn't care, she is as determined as ever to prove herself as a great warrior for Thunderclan. Her pelt has grown out more now medium lengthed but still consisted of black. red and orange shades. Her tail is long and fluffy and her coat is still soft. Her claws are as sharp as they were when she was a kit but now are black. Her eyes are a dark green. She is quite slender but her fluffy pelt makes her look larger.
Personality:
She is a spirited and determined kit and apprentice, but when she learns the truth about her family as a warrior.. she with become more shy and sad. Other bits and pieces of her personality with be reveled during role play.
RP Sample:
Activity:
Will you be active?:
I'm on at least every day but some weekends i'm not as active due to a lack of working computer...
Other:

Høneyɱɨst Will NOT be on untill 4 game time due to School wrote:

Wolfpaw picked up his kill, satisyflyed.

Littlewing leaned into him, their kits suckling.

OOC: 3 kits up for rp!!!
Foxkit-tom-red with white paws
Littlekit-shecat- all white with amber eyes
Jaykit-tom-all white with blue eyes

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(Can i play Foxkit??)

RedMoon purred slightly at the sound of the new kits all of his tiredness forgotten. A familiar thought arose in the red tabby's head, whether or not he would have kits of his own one day. RedMoon clenched his teeth and quickly pushed the thought away. He had had this thought before when he was only an apprentice, but it was not a thought he should have had. Being that the she-cat he had felt this for was not one any EmberClanner would approve of, even if they still didn't know. RedMoon lowered his head and turned around walking toward the camp entrance with his focus on his paws.

Surprised, the black tom jumped back and almost fell down the tunnel back into the den. He was lucky though and managed to catch himself before he did fall. He shook his head clear the shook of the she-cat appearing after he remember she was the one that helped him last night. He looked at her with his blue eyes and meowed in a stronger voice than yesterday, "I slept well... thanks" He looked down at his black paws before continue, "For giving me a place to sleep.. and saving my life..."

(Thanx!!)
The feel of his mother rough tongue on his pelt made Foxkit purr ever so slightly with happiness. But then he tried to crawl away from her grooming to get closer to her belly and the smell of her warm milk. Of course he was only just born and could control his legs quite yet, so they just flailed at his side helplessly well Foxkit squeaked.

RedMoon walked out of the camp and into the forest wanting nothing more than to free his mind of the thoughts that threatened to enter. Your a loyal warrior! Everyone knows that! the red tabby thought in his head Nobody know about... He stopped shaking his head with a snarl. "I am a loyal warrior..." he meowed softly with green-brown eyes focused on the ground, "I'll never let something like 'that' happen again..."

Character Name:
Unkownkit~paw~Feather
Age:
3 moons
Gender:
she-cat
Clan{if any}:
Will be found in WindClan territory
Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe):
Kit
Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!):
Unknownkit is quite small given that the beginning of her life wasn't the best. She is many all white with short fur, but one of her front white paws are black and she has a few specks of black above her little pink nose. She stays pretty small as she grows, and has a skinnier build. But her legs are long and even though she wasn't born a windclanner, she fits in quite well. Her eyes are a pretty bronze color.
Personality:
She somewhat shy but still does her best to make friends event though she doesn't know that she is not a windclanner. She has a strong will as well, but if she knew her past it would be broken in a split second.
History(Not needed):
Unkownkit was born in a litter of three all of which were she-cats. But, She was born in the skull to a very poorly tried dirt and her two sibling were killed. One moon after that, afraid for her daughter life, Unknownkit's mother risked her life to escape the skull and just barely got away. She traveled for quite sometime till she finally came upon Windclan and smelt that cats were near. She knew that the Skull cats were still after her, so she hide her daughter near the camp hoping a kind cat would find her and raise her in safety.

The midnight black tom keep his dark blue eyes on her through her coughing fit and his eyes shut slightly at her remark on swallowing something wrong. He didn't believe that. But, he ignored it and answered her early question though he was quite reluctant to. " My name... my name is DeathShade..." he meowed turning his gaze away from Gem not wanting to see the look of fear that he believe she would have from hearing his somewhat sinister name.

Bump~!

Foxkit had fallen asleep by his mother warm belly fur after drinking himself full of milk. His tiny pink mouth opened wide in a yawn that followed with a squeak. The little red tom-kit tried to crawl away from his mother and feel around the nursery.

RedMoon return shortly after he had left to walk in the forest and clear his head of the memories that only him and one other cat knew. The red tabby warrior padded over to the warrior den and sat down outside gazing around the camp with his green-brown eyes.

Oh, i didn't know that... Thanx!!!!

Høneyɱɨst Will NOT be on untill 4 game time due to School wrote:

OOC: OOOooooo whos is crush?

(RedMoon had one when he was only an apprentice and the clan didn't know about her... because she was from another clan! He managed to relize his mistake and stop seeing her. The clan never found out but some cats had their doudts about his loyalty for awhile....)
The wind blew.

DeathShade didn't look at her and when he spoke his voice was somewhat tense and quiet as if he didn't wish to cry, "She.. didn't, i named myself.." When he looked back at her, his voice was normal but more demanding, "Go back in your den and get warm, i know your sick..." His blue eyes were locked on her waiting for her to move, "Its time i help you, i know a few things about healing from my travels..."

He started to snarl slightly; everyone he had known ended up dying and since he now knew this cat, he wasn't going to let it happen again. He took a step toward her, the muscles he still had tense. "Go lay down." DeathShade meowed demandingly not taking his dark blue gaze off of Gem.

As the cold leaf-bare winds ran across the moor of Windclan territory, a small patch of heather shiver from more than just the breeze. Hidden in it lay a small kit looking only of 3 moons old. She had all white fur that was short and a single black paw with a few black specks above her small white running nose. Her mother was no where to be seen and the young kit eyes had only just opened, she didn't even know her mother. She looked around with wide, scared bronze colored eyes at the little snow covered moorland with her pelt fluffed up. Her voice was tiny but she managed to speak as loud as she could, "Ma! Ma!" she called out over and over till her voice was scratched from the tang of the cold air and she coughed. Shivering, the little she-kit tucked her paws in and wrapped her tail around her body hiding her face from the freezing cold air.

DeathShade's eye followed her as she disappeared into the den before he sighed and walk away meowing one last thing, "Stay where you are, i'll be back." He walked at a quick pace away from the den and out to the other parts of the forest with senses open for and sounds or smells. It wasn't look before the black tom heard the scamper of a mouse and halted dropping low. DeathShade slipped across the snow covered ground on his paws as he had remembering doing so back in his apprentice days and as soon as he was close enough, he pounce killing the mouse instantly. He picked it up gently and continued to search.

Name (first) : Krystal
Name (last) : Lockheart
Age : 17
Gender : Female
Allegiance (good evil or in between): hmm.. between
Power (optional): Can speak with animals telepathically
Weapon (optional):
http://library.thinkquest.org/05aug/00716/Katana.gif
http://darksword-armory.com/images/1807-parrying-dagger.jpg
Looks:
[img width=490 height=500]http://i43.tinypic.com/vsfgav.jpg[/img]
Imagine her with dark blue eye and a dagger in the side of her belt and her sword on her back
Personality:
A shy gothic girl that not afraid of a fight
History (optional):
completly unknown... she lost her memory

Not much time had passed before DeathShade returned to the spot were the den was. He took gentle steps down the tunnel till he came to the den and his eyes just used to the light. It was still dark but the black tom could just make out the spot were Gem was laying, he padded over to her and could feel the heat she gave off. DeathShade bent his head down and dropped what he had collected. There were two balls of moss, one with honey and the other with water; Two mice; and a several different herbs but mainly there was Tansy, Lavender, some few stacks of chickweed, and a few leaves of feverfew. He nudged Gem with a single paw knowing she need to awaken now and take the herbs before it was to late.

Her eyes were barley open but the small white kit could just see the tom's paw approaching the heather. If she was older, she would have know not to make a sound at all but she was only 3 moons old. She squeak loudly though her throat was still raw from the cold air and tried to back away.