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  • This Place is Paradise, it's the Place I Call Home {Open, Joining}

    [fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]a glossy, long haired femme was the next to arrive. her paws were bearlike, bulky and big, her almond-like eyes narrowed. her ear flicked as she lay in wait in the shadows, her form still as she surveyed the newcomer like a huntress to prey. her breathing was soft as her eyes cast upon the grey, feathery coat. ah, it looked like that cat could at least be able to swim well, she thought with a prolonged sigh. her tail flicked as her body began to set into motion once again.


    revealing her large, hulking form, heather's eyes glittered as she caught the young female in her emeralline gaze. her fawn tortoiseshell fur glimmered like a polished stone, she had recently been swimming. looming a little over her fellow clanmates, the femme scented rogue scent, but said nothing. she was not an overly friendly cat who liked to sugarcoat everything. she wasn't as strict as cougartail, but she could be cold at times.

    "heatherpounce." she introduced herself shortly, not bothering with a long drawn out explanation. after all, it wasn't like she was the most social butterfly ever. she sat down, curling her fluffy tail around her big paws, huffing softly. her gaze was distracted, focusing on things other than the newcomer. she started grooming herself.
    [spoiler=tags 2.28.16]
    SUGAR WE'RE GOING DOWN SWINGING -
    ★ heatherpounce | heathy
    ★ 36 moons | ages at rper's discretion
    ★ cisgender female | she her
    ★ panromantic pansexual | no crushes
    ★ maple [npc] x ixion [npc] | gen 2
    ★ sister to owldapple
    ★ trad riverclan warrior | former rogue/kittypet
    I'LL BE YOUR NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET -
    ★ is a big boofy teddy bear
    A LOADED GOD COMPLEX -
    ★ domestic feline [70%] | ref: pending
    - a fawn tortoiseshell with extremely long, silky fur. has gigantism, making her taller than the average cat. her eyes are a wide green color. she is a bulky, strongly-built femme.
    [color=#DDA0DD]COCK IT AND PULL IT -
    ★ semi-hard physical, medium mental
    ★ attack in hot pink
    ★ can powerplay peaceful actions

  • MY HAPPY LITTLE PILL - Open, healing

    [fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather had simply been near the medicine cat den when she noticed flicker, a cat whom she didn't know all too well. however, what she did hear of her was that her spine had gotten brutally injured by that damned eagle. heather knew she wouldn't want to suffer the same way, and though she had bore some very bad bruises and scars, she still felt sorry for the leaner grey-pelted femme.


    she poked her burly head in, chewing at her lip, not knowing what to say. oh, 'sorry that you could have been killed, get better'? yeah, no. her green eyes furrowed as she slowly entered the den, spotting the cobwebs on flicker's pelt. good, at least she wasn't bleeding all over the place. her tail lashed slowly back and forth as she scented the somewhat sickening scent of herbs all mashed together, bitter poultices and sour herbs.


    "you alright?" she asked, knowing she couldn't have thought of anything better. she sat down, her feathery fawn-colored tail whisking over herbs like the wind as they scattered lightly from neat piles.
    [spoiler=tags 2.28.16]
    SUGAR WE'RE GOING DOWN SWINGING -
    ★ heatherpounce | heathy
    ★ 36 moons | ages at rper's discretion
    ★ cisgender female | she her
    ★ panromantic pansexual | no crushes
    ★ maple [npc] x ixion [npc] | gen 2
    ★ sister to owldapple
    ★ trad riverclan warrior | former rogue/kittypet
    I'LL BE YOUR NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET -
    ★ is a big boofy teddy bear
    A LOADED GOD COMPLEX -
    ★ domestic feline [70%] | ref: pending
    - a fawn tortoiseshell with extremely long, silky fur. has gigantism, making her taller than the average cat. her eyes are a wide green color. she is a bulky, strongly-built femme.
    [color=#DDA0DD]COCK IT AND PULL IT -
    ★ semi-hard physical, medium mental
    ★ attack in hot pink
    ★ can powerplay peaceful actions

  • rise from the dark / joining

    [fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather, to be honest with herself, didn't like rogues, despite being on early in her life. either the clan vibes or her growing distaste in rogue lifestyles were getting to wire itself in her brain. she did not mind rogues, but sometimes they way they would hold their heads up as if they were just so prideful in their meaningless achievements and...


    heather's ears pricked as she heard ashe's voice from afar, a snarky yet playful chime that loosened the gigantic bear-like warrior. at least she had a sense of humor. her hulking figure shine in the dim light as she stared at ashe with vibrant green eyes, full of life and a diet of fish. she scented rogue scent, a scent she was well accustomed to despite living in the clan. her whiskers twitched as she slowly shifted her weight to stand.


    she made herself known by a loud rustle through the ferns, parting to reveal the fawn tortoiseshell's long, silky that shimmered like water. her bulky paws carried her slowly towards the cats, surveyed each of them and dipping her head respectfully to each one before bestowing her emeralline gaze to ashe.


    "sneaky is what shadowclanners pride in." heather snorted, her tail lashing as her hulking form loomed over the smaller, leaner cat. heather looked almost chubby due to her weight and her long, flowing coat. "of course, you can always learn to swim." she stated after that unnecessary cold sentence, which, for some reason, she felt guilty about.
    [spoiler=tags 2.28.16]
    SUGAR WE'RE GOING DOWN SWINGING -
    ★ heatherpounce | heathy
    ★ 36 moons | ages at rper's discretion
    ★ cisgender female | she her
    ★ panromantic pansexual | no crushes
    ★ maple [npc] x ixion [npc] | gen 2
    ★ sister to owldapple
    ★ trad riverclan warrior | former rogue/kittypet
    I'LL BE YOUR NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET -
    ★ is a big boofy teddy bear
    A LOADED GOD COMPLEX -
    ★ domestic feline [70%] | ref: pending
    - a fawn tortoiseshell with extremely long, silky fur. has gigantism, making her taller than the average cat. her eyes are a wide green color. she is a bulky, strongly-built femme.
    [color=#DDA0DD]COCK IT AND PULL IT -
    ★ semi-hard physical, medium mental
    ★ attack in hot pink
    ★ can powerplay peaceful actions

  • SUPERSONIC [open - trespassing/joining]

    [fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather hadn't been doing much, occupying her time by just taking a short walk. her bearlike paws actually made no sound - that was a result of vigorous hunting and staking that earned her her suffix. her whiskers twitched as she spotted a grey warbler gliding placidly away like it was a leaf in the wind, the femme's green gaze completely focused on that one bird. though, a strange scent that obviously did not belong to riverclan wafted into her nose, causing her to whip her head around quickly towards the direction where that scent came from. a commotion was made apparent by the femme's small yet diligent ears.


    she slowly made her way towards the stranger, her green eyes somewhat cold and yet somewhat open. she remembered what it was like to live in the wild. no cat should have to go through that, she thought as her form rustled through the figures, revealing a hulking form that in no way looked elegant at all. her glossy sleek fur shone as she faced the chimaera-pelted kittypet.


    heather quite liked the kittypet's exotic pelt. it was like someone had two pelts overlapping to create a black and orange cat. heather thought it was awesome, but then again, she'd seen a lot of weird cats. quail and shalas were both wild cats with such exotic pelts. unlike heather's own, just a dull fawn tortoiseshell without any strong accents or such.


    tilting her head, the cat began to speak. she had heard most of the story from afar so she wouldn't have to ask ignorantly about what happened, why the kittypet was even on their territory, etcetera. "how'd you get that pelt anyways?" she asked rather bluntly, sighing after that statement as she glanced at the janus-faced cat. she took a seat on the sleek, flat ground, tail curling over her paws neatly like she had nowhere else to go.
    [spoiler=tags 2.28.16]
    SUGAR WE'RE GOING DOWN SWINGING -
    ★ heatherpounce | heathy
    ★ 36 moons | ages at rper's discretion
    ★ cisgender female | she her
    ★ panromantic pansexual | no crushes
    ★ maple [npc] x ixion [npc] | gen 2
    ★ sister to owldapple
    ★ trad riverclan warrior | former rogue/kittypet
    I'LL BE YOUR NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET -
    ★ is a big boofy teddy bear
    A LOADED GOD COMPLEX -
    ★ domestic feline [70%] | ref: pending
    - a fawn tortoiseshell with extremely long, silky fur. has gigantism, making her taller than the average cat. her eyes are a wide green color. she is a bulky, strongly-built femme.
    [color=#DDA0DD]COCK IT AND PULL IT -
    ★ semi-hard physical, medium mental
    ★ attack in hot pink
    ★ can powerplay peaceful actions

  • My sadness is an ocean (Open/ joining)

    [fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather had recently been a little more...accepting of joiners, especially because riverclan was having its fair share of hungry, stick-skinny rogues just looking to hop on the bird before it flew. although she was born a kittypet, the tall fame could say that she loved her clan dearly.


    the bulky cat hadn't been doing much. her eyes darted like floating orbs, emeralline eyes staring at her surroundings. she was glad it was a fair day, else she would have been hiding away like a bushcrow. she was staring down at the river, eyes spotting a silver flash every so often as the fish seemed to taunt her.


    her ears pricked forwards as she heard a small commotion. immediately heather's head whipped around, her teeth showing every so slightly, as her whiskers twitched. getting up, heather dusted her fur off with a quick dog-like shake before lumbering ahead.


    parting the ferns, came the fawn tortie's lustrous pelt, and the she-cat's hard stare. not exactly welcoming, not exactly hostile. she scented rogue on the cat, a familiar scent from so long ago, and sighed, exhaling air. her tail lashed at the ferns as she started to approach the newcomer, and eventually settled on sitting next to bramblestorm.


    heather looked at the cat, tilting her head slightly like an owl, complete with narrow, almond-like eyes. she didn't seem to be hostile, good. she probably just wanted to join. another lonely rogue, needing company once again.


    "i'm heatherpounce." the bulky she-cat shifted her weight so that she was more comfortable, as she found herself tensing up. the femme's ear twitched as she glanced around for cougartail or smokestar. then she returned her gaze to the stranger.


    "and who might you be?" she asked, a condescental note at the tip of her words. she started grooming herself, her tongue lapping over her matter fawn-colored fur.
    [spoiler=tags 2.28.16]
    SUGAR WE'RE GOING DOWN SWINGING -
    ★ heatherpounce | heathy
    ★ 36 moons | ages at rper's discretion
    ★ cisgender female | she her
    ★ panromantic pansexual | no crushes
    ★ maple [npc] x ixion [npc] | gen 2
    ★ sister to owldapple
    ★ trad riverclan warrior | former rogue/kittypet
    I'LL BE YOUR NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET -
    ★ is a big boofy teddy bear
    A LOADED GOD COMPLEX -
    ★ domestic feline [70%] | ref: pending
    - a fawn tortoiseshell with extremely long, silky fur. has gigantism, making her taller than the average cat. her eyes are a wide green color. she is a bulky, strongly-built femme.
    [color=#DDA0DD]COCK IT AND PULL IT -
    ★ semi-hard physical, medium mental
    ★ attack in hot pink
    ★ can powerplay peaceful actions