Posts by ~~Dovepaw~~

//it's ok, I usually have to wait much longer for replies! lol

"Everything!" Dovepaw replied, stopping his exercises to examine the cat who stood before him. Glacierpaw. He did not know the tom well, but he would soon! The ThunderClanner cared about everybody, and he was sure that he would love this cat, and that they would adore him too. That had better be how it turned out. "I'm doing incredibly well with my training, and my life's going along perfectly!" His ice blue eyes narrowed a little at the last part. That wasn't an invitation for anyone to ruin it. He intended for his life to always be perfect, for him to be happy all the time, and for him to get whatever he wanted, when he wanted it.

"I just told you, but I suppose I'll be generous enough to go into more detail," the ThunderClanner meowed loudly. "I'm getting stronger and stronger, and I'm going to help everybody. They'll all be able to rely on me, and I'll shape my life, as well as others' lives, the right way." Of course though, this was simply another way of Dovepaw saying that he planned on controlling the other cats. He did want power, and those who tried to stand against him would suffer greatly. He'd end up being a murderer soon, yet the tom was not aware of it. There was no such thing as death in his opinion, though it would be rather interesting to see what happened when you got buried underground.

"You should be quieter, otherwise you'll scare away the prey," Dovepaw told Olivebranch, feeling irritated. Man, had he been wrong to trust these other cats? They couldn't possibly be mousebrains, could they? No, they couldn't be. The ThunderClan tom had to remain positive, no matter what. He spotted another mouse from quite a distance away, and he went after it, ice blue eyes fixed on the rodent. He leapt, making an even more gruesome kill. The mouse was bigger than his last one, too. "An even bigger catch!" He announced proudly, puffing his chest out, the mouse's blood splattered on his paws.

Dovepaw is a male apprentice in ThunderClan. He appears happy and sweet, and is joyful pretty much all the time. However, he is actually pretty crazy, and becoming more and more convinced that being covered in blood is a good thing. Dovepaw may injure cats because he believes he is helping them, or simply because he's angry. He can maim, kill, r*pe, pretty much anything. It doesn't matter to him what Clan they're from or anything, because he at least tries to see everybody as equals and doesn't hold grudges against any of the other Clans, and will remain very friendly towards them. He is also open to enemies and friends, though he may see them differently and will either way be convinced that simply him being a part of their lives is helpful. As well as this, he is also open to love interests of either gender, however, he will be very, very possessive over them and probably try to force them into a relationship, as he is quite similar to a yandere in some aspects. He is also simply open to interaction threads! So anything, really!

Dovepaw had decided to do something rather daring, or at least something frowned upon by the majority of Clan cats and the 'Warrior Code', a set of rules which were pretty much non existent to the ThunderClanner. After all, the tom didn't believe in death, never mind StarClan. Anyway, he was intruding in DarkClan territory, and he wasn't even being subtle about it. Who cared if he got caught? He'd get to meet some lovely DarkClanners, and give them gifts!

Hmm. While he was at it, he might as well catch some prey, too. He didn't see any reason why not. Spotting a rather plump, juicy looking robin - or at least something fairly impressive considering the season, he began to stalk the bird. He leapt, managing to pin the creature, and he began to tear it apart sadistically, watching the blood ooze out, looking at its insides curiously. Hopefully he'd be able to take some feathers for his collection, too.

Dovepaw realised he was at the paws of another cat, and found himself facing a DarkClanner. Well, what was there to say? "Hi! I bet you're surprised to see me - but I'm just having a walk about, having some fun, doing what I want to do!"

rip lichenpaw lol, but I could see it happening! I made a thread for them to interact: SAY THAT YOU WANT ME (private, lichen)

it's up to you when lichenpaw starts crushing! i'm not sure when i'll make dovepaw realise his feelings yet

Dovepaw didn't really care if anybody noticed him. There was nothing wrong with what he was doing after all - then again, he never thought that he did anything wrong, even if that was clearly not true. So far, Whitepaw and Blizzardpaw had already arrived. "Hi Whitepaw, Blizzardpaw! We're here to talk about Mossflight, aren't we? Seems we're waiting on Marigoldpaw - shouldn't we just start?" The ThunderClanner had nothing against his mother, but was longing for a nice long conversation and was getting excited.

CROOKEDHEART. wrote:

[center][fancypost=borderwidth; width: 400px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]ahh, alright, so i just wanna see if anyone would be up for playing a "little birdie" for crook?? more or less it would pretty much be them spying and giving information to them. he's hella manipulative and kinda has a think with "reprogramming people" so,,, i dunno ahah maybe we can plot with anyone who wants to hit me up? he'd pretty much just want information about everything that's going on in thunderclan whoopsie

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I can see dovepaw doing it, though only if he believes there's something in it for him. in the end, as crazy as he may be, he still loves his clan

"By being convincing, and by helping them, of course! I only want the best for everyone around me, and I will do absolutely everything within my power to assist them. I, Dovepaw, love everyone, and I will be there to help," he wondered how Glacierpaw would react if he found out that his type of help involved covering a body with blood, and perhaps tearing off some body parts whilst he was at it. It was research, and it was helpful! Learning about how the body worked was a good thing, right? And that fox pup had certainly been a hero when he had saved Dovepaw from a bigger fox! Unaware of how death worked, Dovepaw wondered what the little fox was up to right now. "Sure! I'd love to go on a hunt to practise my skills even more, and we can chat - obviously not to distract me from my surroundings, though!" Dovepaw really did take his life very seriously, even if it may not always come off that way thanks to his cheerful personality.

//lol that's true. we'll have to wait and see how this plays out!

Dovepaw didn't care that he was out of camp without a warrior. He didn't care either that he had intruded into SkyClan's territory, and was walking about rather freely. Borders meant nothing to the ThunderClanner - in fact, he disapproved of them. The tom didn't understand why Clans had to be separated, and would much prefer it if they were allowed to freely mingle and stick together. He disapproved of the way Clan cats treated cats outside the Clans too, like rogues, loners, and kittypets. And surely BloodClan couldn't be all that bad? The feline intended on giving them all nice gifts - their own bodies covered in blood.

He might as well hunt whilst he was out here, too. Smelling robin, he chased the bird - but it managed to get away despite Dovepaw tearing off many feathers from its wing. The tom was frustrated to say the least. He barely lost catches! He carried on in pursuit, even though anyone else would have seen the bird as a lost cause. Hey, at least he had the feathers to add to his collection!

But then he spotted another bird - a sparrow. And this time, he would makes sure he caught his feathered friend. Upon catching the sparrow, he begun to brutally torture it, tearing it, looking at its insides, studying, dipping his long, sharp claws in, having them cover up smothered in blood. He didn't even care if someone caught him.

thank you and sure! I Made a thread:
THE TIME'S COME TO PLAY (private, wasp)

"I don't care how we were born, though I would like to meet our father, and get to know him. I'd also like to get to know Mossflight better, for there must be a reason for her to act the way she does. I don't want to go against anybody, for I love everyone," this was simply how Dovepaw saw the situation with his ice blue eyes. He didn't care about forbidden relationships - if you truly loved someone, you should go for it! Dovepaw knew that if he ever experienced romantic feelings for someone outside the Clan, or if he wanted to start a family with them, he would do so without hesitation. "We can ask Mossflight about our father, and if she doesn't give us an informative response, we could go look for him ourselves. Regardless of whether we find him or not, we're sure to have some interesting experiences. Though of course, Whitepaw could be completely wrong, haha!" Dovepaw would love to meet some cats from other Clans!

"Oh, I'm wonderful - though, thank you very much for the concern! I'm simply examining this here sparrow! It's better than just eating it, for I find it best to use it in every way possible before swallowing it so that it can continue it's life in my stomach!" Yup, Dovepaw really didn't care that he was stealing prey. It didn't mean anything to the ThunderClanner, and he was in fact very proud of his actions. He believed that he was doing the right thing, acting this way. To others it might be disturbing, but in the end, Dovepaw was actually a very loving cat.

"No way! I'll catch everything instead!" there was no way Dovepaw would let his Clanmate get away with boasting like that! "And I'm being super, super generous, so I'll let you choose! Of course I have my favourite places, but I'd rather not share them with you. They're a secret! Though I do absolutely adore ThunderClan territory." He couldn't wait to start hunting, and prove to Glacierpaw how talented he really was! Because it was true - the large tomcat was actually very, very talented especially for his age. He did boast a lot, even despite his cheerful personality. Dovepaw truly was a strange one.

//its ok!

"Haha, I know. Thank you!" he continued, "I wish I could give someone as sweet as you an exact answer, but there's no best place to hunt. If you put your heart to it, and if you try your very best, you can catch prey anywhere. I'll be very, very generous and let you choose. Of course I have my favourite places, but I'll love to see yours!" He wondered how Spottedfern would react if she knew that the ThunderClanner also had a tendency to hunt in other Clans' territories.

Dovepaw loved intruding into other Clans' territories, for, as far as the ThunderClan tom was concerned, borders were non existent. He very much disapproved of them, and didn't see why there was any need for cats to be separated. He adored exploring after all, and always wanted to look at every nook and cranny of an area. And today, he had visited DarkClan. He was poking around, nosy, and caught the scent of vole. It was a very large vole at that, and Dovepaw was determined to catch it. Upon pinning his prey, he sank his teeth into its throat, and his claws into its chest, examining the insides of the creature. He didn't understand that he was killing the vole, believing that it would recover soon. It was hard to say whether Dovepaw was innocent, or the complete opposite.

sure! that does sound interesting! I've made a thread: IN A WORLD OF YOUR IMAGINATION (private, crooked)

Dovepaw was out hunting. The ThunderClan searched desperately for prey, wanting to have a successful hunt by any means possible. Any prey, he didn't mind - though of course he did have personal favourites. The lack of prey was unsurprising considering that it was Leafbare, but Dovepaw refused to be negative. There were still creatures out there for him to catch, and he would do so, tearing them apart, peering at their insides, serving the Clan he loved so much. After all, Dovepaw didn't believe in death. The prey that he mercilessly tortured would recover soon, wouldn't they?

It was hard to say how Dovepaw had even become the cat that he was, but he had experienced unusual births all throughout his kithood. An incident with a fox had made him decide that it was fine to harm other cats, and that real heroes covered themselves in blood. In other words, Dovepaw believed that he was only helping. It was a difficult thing to judge really - whether Dovepaw was completely innocent, or the entire opposite. But either way, there he was, out hunting determinedly.

haha, birdy boys. and yup, I made a thread! WE WON'T GIVE UP (private, partridge)

"Of course not! Every life has a meaning, and that's why they continue on for forever and ever!" Dovepaw wasn't afraid of speaking about his beliefs. After all, they weren't just his beliefs - they were true. They had to be true! This cat did seem rather nice though, or at least, they weren't getting hostile despite the fact that Dovepaw was 'trespassing'. He did notice the shaky smile on the SkyClanner's face, but that was nothing unusual to Dovepaw. Despite his friendliness, it was hard to look past a dead, tortured body by the ThunderClan tom's paws.

"I'm Dovepaw! It's an absolute pleasure to meet you!" the large feline replied cheerfully. "And of course I am, though I don't believe in territories and borders. I really don't see a reason for them, haha! Nothing's going to stop me from meeting someone new and having an adventure!" Dovepaw wasn't scared of the situation he was in at all.