Posts by Alpinepaw

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  • Arsonpaw(Friend,mate;Open)

    (Fading for effect. ;D)
    She scambled back, breathing hard, sheltering herself in the brambles. "What're you thinking?" she breathed. "I could easily tell someone. A warrior. What'll you do then?"

  • Arsonpaw(Friend,mate;Open)

    She sank her claws into the dirt, her eyes locked on him hard. Her fur rose and she hissed. "You'll regret this," she warned him coldly. "Believe me you will."


    (He's cute in your signature. X3)

  • Truth or dare {the Game of games} A Windclan Plot; OPEN TO ALL

    Username: Alpinepaw
    Name: Lizardpaw
    Age: 7 moons
    Appearance: Long-legged, well-built, attractive tom with tan fur, white chest-marking, tailtip, muzzle, and face-mark. He has bright green eyes and a long tail.
    Personality: Lizardpaw tends to be very quirky and somewhat eccentric, but he's very charismatic and social, with a very short attentionspan, and a heavily-pressurized volcano of a temper. He gets increadibly angry very easily, and is impulsive, thus unhesitant to attack another cat. Lizardpaw is a very loyal friend all the same.
    Rp sample with cat: Lizardpaw streached, looking over camp. His sister, Geckopaw, sat by the freshkill pile with a fragrant salve on her shoulder. She looked dead-embarrassed, it took Lizardpaw a moment to notice, though, as he had been focused on the scent of the salve - he'd wanted nothing beyond identifying those herbs. He padded over to her, the chilly morning breeze peircing his pelt, but he didn't pay attention to it. "G'morning, Geckopaw," Lizardpaw yawned, shaking his tan fur.
    "Morning," she mewed. The little brown-and-white tabby shifted toward him.
    "What happened with your shoulder?" The larger apprentice quired, curious.
    "Oh...a rabbit." Geckopaw looked away.
    "A rabbit?"
    "You know I'm small for my age, and he knew I was there, and attacked me!" Geckopaw defended quickly.
    Other: I'd like him to be a fairly close friend to one of the main characters and be there to support the female lead... her name escapes me. *Dies of forgetfullness and fail*


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    Username: Alpinepaw
    Name: Geckopaw
    Age: 6 moons
    Appearance: an unusually small brown-and-white tabby with yellow eyes, a scruffy coat, and is usually not of the highest-level higene.
    Personality: Bright, happy, nervous, easily embarrassed, very forgetful, she usually has fairly low self-esteem and can be gullible and naive.
    Rp sample with cat: Do I need to do this twice?
    Other: Lizardpaw's half-sister. She'll behanging around him most of the time, and I'd like her to crush on someone.

  • StratusClan: Clan of the Mountains(HIGH POSITIONS ALL OPEN! MEMBERS NEEDED!)

    History of StratusClan
    Upon seeing the Clan camp in the Spring, you'd think the place be dull, unfeeling. Heartlessly cold... Freezing.
    You'd be right most of the year. With the exception of Summer, StratusClan's home mountain range is a low, rolling place with trees, with fog, mist, snow most of the year. It all started with a she-cat accused of murdering her mate while pregnant.
    This was true. She had, and admitted to it. She said so with a calm, uncaring demeanor. Rightfully so - he'd tried to kill her upon finding she had kits on the way.
    She'd found the mountainrange, and upon finding it, she felt she'd found home. So she stayed, finding a few other rogues along the way. She also found a valley, protecting her small clutter from the cold. Thus, she became Stratus-star: Leader of StratusClan.
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    The Territorial Preditors
    The Stratus Territory is in a low, rolling range, shared with Black-bears, red and grey wolves, deer, raccoons, and foxes forthe most part. Birds of prey as well, mainly hawks and kestrels, though - birds who won't usually bother a full-grown, healthy cat. The bears usually don't even give the cats a first glance, let alone second - sometimes a cat could sit, open and exposed as ever on a rock, and a bear could walk right over to the cat, sniff it, and walk on. The cats attempt to avoid the wolves - depending on season, time, prey levels, StratusClan must leave the valley and migrate for awhile. They cannot kill the huge canines - they know it, and won't be prey.
    ...Most of the time.
    Raccoons are real problems. Big, feirce, hostile... They dislike sharing crayfish with the cats. Many cats are maimed or killed by the brutal creatures, especially violent mothers - one kit, Featherkit, was ripped apart by a feirce raccoon mother while she was playing with the raccoon's kits.
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    Prey
    Crayfish - common in the streams, summer
    Small fish - common in rivers/streams
    Large fish - DIFFICULT TO CATCH[unless a cat is large], common in rivers/streams
    Mice - very common
    Squirrels -very common
    Rabbits - fairly common/a little bit uncommon
    Crows/Corvids - fairly common/a little bit uncommon
    Songbirds - fairly common
    Larger birds - Uncommon



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    Leader: Nimblestar - dark blue-grey tom with green eyes and a fluffy tail.
    Deputy: To be picked
    Medicine Cat: Frozenstream - jet-black she-cat with Ice-blue eyes. Brave and feirce, but sweet.
    Medicine Cat Apprentice: Open


    Warriors
    Feathersong - Silvery grey tabby she-cat with blue eyes. Kind and thinks of her Clan first.




    Apprentices
    Obsidianpaw - Glossy black-grey tom with a strong, handsome muscular built and bright orange eyes.




    Queens and Kits




    Elders/the Lost



    Featherkit: Soft silver tabby. Killed by an angery raccoon mother while playing with her raccoon kits.



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  • Truth or Dare {the Game of Games} RP THREAD!

    Lizardpaw sat down readily, looking a little bit unpleased with Darepaw's boldness. Geckopaw sat a bit less willingly, waiting for someone to hopefully truth her. Lizardpaw sweeped his tail around his paws eagerly.


    (Someone should truth/dare one of them. X3)