Posts by Alpinepaw

She sat down, settling to stare into the water. Her name was Iceclaw, and she was a dark brown tabby with blue eyes.

Iceclaw rolled over on her back. "I'm Iceclaw," she mewed. "You are...?"

Name: Alpinefang
Gender: she-cat
Age (Not needed): one year
Appearance and history: a white and grey tabby she-cat. She was born a rogue.
Other: I would like a romance plot of an edgy variety. Like, with an apprentice maybe?

"Spent a time in ShadowClan," she mewed. "I left."

Username: Alpinepaw
Cats name: Rainpaw
Activness: moderate/every few days
Rp sample: A dark grey she-cat stepped out of the den, lifting her head to scent the air. The breeze brought her several scents - goldenrod, signalling the coming fall, told her the leaves would soon share the plant's color, a distant, disgustig twoleg scent raised her glossy fur, the rain that had recently fallen. The scents lifted her spirits. The sun hadn't yet risen, and this was her ideal time - she loved the pre-dawn peace.
Plot ideas?: I don't know if she'll be a full mate. She could get played, I actually like the idea ^^" I like abusing my characters.

Pm? I dunno, does it work on subaccounts yet? This IS a subaccount - mine main's piled up with junk threads that I feel locked out of, so I made this one and am getting started. ^^" Maybe you can put it here.

Rainpaw stepped into camp with a squirrel in her mouth. She padded over to the freshkill pile and dropped it on, her thick grey fur glossy and almost glimmering in the early sunlight. She padded back out of camp, returning with another squirrel and a vole - she'd been out since before dawn as usual, hunting, as usual. Many cats in the Clan would think her odd - especially the lazier apprentices who didn't like waking up 'til sunhigh.

Yah, it worked. I didn't realize they fixed it so fast.

(What if she got pregnant or something? That'd be dramatic. XD Maybe)

Rainpaw looked up and smiled. "Hi," she mewed. She half-expected him to make fun of her and her early hunting habits. She flicked an ear welcomingly before looking at him. He wasn't bad-looking in her own opinion, but she wasn't overly social and hadn't met him. "I'm Rainpaw. You?"

It's a good idea - it's kind of difficult to figure out, "Is this one an rp I'm into? Wasn't I locked off of this one?" for me, 'cause I have a bad tendancy to feel as if I can't bring myself to be able to have a real place in the rp, you know? It's like two people are too interested in rping together and it becomes a private rp.

(Cheater would work, since if he's a player he probably wouldn't claim 'em.)

She smiled at him, pausing to think on his offer. "It's still kind of early," she said. "Let's go." she wasn't very good at hunting after sunhigh, because her fur was thick and it got hot for her. Plus her fur was grey.

(Hmm, the idea of r.ape interests me, but r.ape does not equal love. Maybe though, we'll see if that works out.)

Maybe. X3 No one says he'd feel the same though, right? But I do love abusing my characters. Sunds like fun - once I tore half a character's face off, eye and ear included, gave him split personality, and made him go on psycotic rampages. >:3 Let's do it.

We shall see. XD

(Sounds okay, but my sister wants her computer now. I need to get off. :\)

Rainpaw smiled shortly and inclined her head. "I usually hunt by this stream I found," she mewed. "In the mornings it mists up and makes hunting easier."

She paused and looked at him before returning the gesture and twining her tail around his. Sh couldn't help but fr her fur to rise a bit - she didn't really feel she could trust him - after all, he was awful quick to getromantic. Her ears flattened. "Who's your mentor?" she asked, wanting to break the silence. She wanted to trust him, or figure out if she could before they reached a point that would make things unsafe...

"It isn't far now," she said, still uncomfortable. Her ears flattened farther.

(He might wanna do something to make her feel better before she runs off. X3)

"Thank you," she smiled. "I like squirrels an awful lot."

She nodded. "Sure, then we can hunt over there instead." She wasn't familiar with that area and had no clue it was outside the territory.

Rainpaw crawled carefully under the thorns, more focused on the thorns then the scent, thus didn't really notice it. She sat up, looking around - she hunted more by sight than scent, as she usually hunted in the mist. She didn't hear or see any squirrels...

"What?" Rainpaw had two meanings to the question - first, she didn't know if she fully understood. Second, if she did... she was shut down in confusion. She backed up into the brambles.