Posts by heatherpounce.

screams

honestly heather is the biggest meme ever,,,she tries to be cool but really isnt

heather would be available!

hey all! sorry for the inactivity; i haven't got a lot of muse for heather

roses are red
i am a feather
i have muse
threads with heather?

//bows
and yes i'd love a thread with owl! who makes?

it's ok basilkit one time i accidentally selected a whole 2000+ word joining thread and deleted it and it didn't even save it and it left me shook(tm)

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather didn't much prefer stories. why would you waste time telling others something that wasn't true? nevertheless, heather respected the art of storytelling, as she wasn't a lyrical genius herself.

the feline could be found at the edge of the camp, her head slightly downcast. her olive gaze was focused on the ground, the femme could find herself staring into empty space, thinking about nothing in particular. she was an absent-minded fool, to say the least, and certainly not the best a warrior could do.

hearing the former rogue's voice, bear, her eyes flitted upwards in surprise. her head craned towards the burly tom, eyelashes batting as she comprehended the situation after her mind had been in her own imagination. he was telling stories? what kind? kitten tales or actual stories, with plots and suspense and action? she exhaled.

standing up, the she-cat's extremely big figure could be seen from afar. her creamy fawn fur shone with the care of water, as she had recently been swimming and caught a minnow that she managed to gobble up. the taste of fish was still a little fresh on her lips as she slowly lumbered towards the two, smiling crookedly.

"stories? i'd love to hear some, grizzlybear." she mused, blinking as she sat down once again. her feathery tail curled around her paws, almond-shaped eyes gazing at the chimaeric pelt of sock, then at the dilute brown of grizzlybear.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather herself hadn't been far from the situation. in fact, she was hunting in an adjacent river, a tribute to be exact. her paws were soaked, caressed by the very waters. unfortunately she hadn't caught any fish, which, much to her dismay, meant that she couldn't eat something yet.

though the sound of discord rang in the femme's ears, and although she was not the most attentive, she certainly was attuned to the sounds of ones not yet in the clan. the clan was like family, she knew how annoying they could get and the tones of each voice. and two of them certainly were not of riverclan. frowning, heather prepared to show herself to...whoever.

getting up, heather's whiskers drooped as her feathery fawn pelt flowed like a stream itself, her pelt glossy and almost scar-less. her ears twitched, and she let her hefty paws guide her to where she could hear the conversation. her gait was strong and confident, yet it was bulky, heavy, slow.

pushing through the ferns with no effort, the large female made herself known by stepping into the view of the two rogues. narrowing her olive eyes, heather didn't bother with unsheathing her sharp, thorny claws, mostly because they didn't seem hostile. and heather knew better than to try and aggravate rogues, potential loyal warriors.

"dawnguard is right." came the soprano voice, smooth and blunt like a river. her tail swished over the ground, like a swaying reed. "and if there were open borders, there wouldn't be a clan. or at least, the clans wouldn't be as revered." she mused, her head cocked slightly to one side as if thinking. she stopped besides dawnguard, and glared at the smaller opossum and tulip.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather wasn't a fan of kittens, especially because she was bigger than even most warriors, and the little rascals could probably fit on her paw or something. that was an exaggeration, but maybe it was true. and besides, with aspenberry's newest litter, the kits were like ants to crowfood.

heather was observing the two sibling s from afar, her olive gaze glittering. she wished she were that carefree, or that she had been fortunate enough to be born in the clans. she was born a kittypet, and she then moved on to a life of a rogue, then to the clans. she wasn't going into too much detail, but long story short, she didn't like her backstory.

heather approached the two, her hefty paws swiftly pounding against the earth. she loomed over the kits, locks of flowing fawn fur shining in the sunlight. she attempted a smile, a toothy, dorky smile. her ears flattened in a gesture of respect for the little kits.

"i'm heatherpounce." she introduced herself, whiskers twitching. she sat down, recognizing the two as siblings. "where's your mother?" she asked, wondering where their mother was.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]poor heather. the warrior, born with gigantism, couldn't handle what felt like mice scurrying under her paws like a tunnel. and every time she sat down, kits tended to climb all over her like a mountain. it was strange, but nevertheless, heather tried not to snap at them, no matter how much she wanted to fling them into the nursery.

padding into the camp after a solo hunt, her eyes focused on jackalkit and sagekit, two kits she didn't exactly didn't know well. she batted her eyelashes as she breathed in, her long, flowing fawn fur shining like a reflective surface. soon she found herself heading towards the two kittens, for whatever reason.

"hello." came the chide of the smooth-toned warriors, bending down a little so she wasn't exactly looming over them. "might i ask what you two are doing?" she frowned, tail flicking like a quick snake.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

oh crap seriously? i hope pantha's doing alright <3

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather padded over, the bulky feline talk amongst her peers. her broad muzzle exhaled air as she approached the fierce deputy, dipping her head curtly in silent respect. her olive eyes diverted from one cat to another as she began to speak. "a task for me, please." she simply stated, tail lashing as if it were an adder.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]the bulky female approached the crowd, smiling somewhat. heather finally had something to do - it wasn't that the clan was slow, it was just that she herself was absent-minded. a daydreaming fool.

the hefty warrior plodded up to the patrol, her olive eyes shining like two emeralds. "ah, could i join?" she mewed, her smooth voice like a river.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]//you put the post in his tags!! <3

heather was originally staring off into space, what else could a dreamer do? she wasn't even sure why she dreamed and thought the way she did, and they weren't even relevant to what was current. maybe she could be in a world were fish were trees and trees were fish. quite an abstract train of thought.

hearing the young call of tinypaw, the female's ears craned forward as she snapped out of her delusion. her whiskers twitched as she glanced at the chimaeric apprentice, and she slowly got up. why did they need to strengthen the border again? she couldn't remember, was it because of bloodclan?

she headed towards tinypaw, the first to arrive. "i'll help ya." she chimed, nodding as she loomed over the apprentice. "and by strengthening, do you mean marking the border?" she asked, a little puzzled. it was either that or building an actual wall.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]olive eyes flitted out as heather heard the miasma of noise, quiet yet noticeable under,using the natural din of riverclan territory, babbling brooks and cackling birds.

heather wasn't doing much, she was simply watching the fish flit around like silver darts. salmon, mackerel, minnows, there were so many she could name. for some reason she prided herself in knowing and identifying different parts of fish. okay, her mind was diverting to her comfortable imagination. she quickly shook her head and padded over to where dawnguard was.

frowning, she lifted her head and the scent of the rogue wafted over her nostrils. her lip curling back to reveal pearly spears of white, her gaze drifted around. she knew the rogue was near, but not sure where they were. she lowered her head once again, eyelashes batting as she searched the terrain.

turning to where tinypaw was, heather's mouth was slightly agape as she kept the scent fresh in her mind. she swiftly padded over, using thr skipping stones for the river instead of actually swimming in it, as that would decrease her time to get there. and the rogue might skitter away before that. and she knew that rogues were often anxious around clan cats, she was a former loner as well.

"come out, we know you're there." she said, in a husky, straight tone. her haze was between unamused yer expectant, as if anticipating the rogue to follow her command. her tail lashed like a snake, the rogue scent now thick in her nose. she stared at the bracken, then turned away,as if bored.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather had been hunting. she had assumed it was a normal day, normal things happening which all their members in tow. she had emerged from the entrance, her fawn fur glossy from a recent swim, caressed by the rivers.

her head whipped to the congregation of cats, all seeming to be arguing about something. heather was quite far, but she did hear key words like kit and rescue. oh no. her ears flattened against her skull. who was missing? she heard the name being said from another cat. carawaykit. one of aspenberry's kids.

immediately the thickset warrior pounded over, her face demanding to know every single detail. she knew it was bloodclan behind this, no other clan was so vile and diabolical to capture a fragile and helpless kit. a hiss threatened to emanate from her throat, but she said nothing.

"yes, i agree we should send a rescue patrol." she said, her eyes narrowing to mere daggers, not to any cat in her vicinity, but to the general direction of bloodclan. slimy city rats. she'd shred their coats for this, no cat got away with capturing a poor little kitten from their home.

she then turned to cougartail, her eyes on the fierce, dragon-like deputy. "if we wait, they may think that we don't care about carawaykit. we must take action swiftly." she stated, her tail twitching.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

heather honestly acts tough but is such a pushover

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]and the flair of riverclan could be shown in this very instance. the rogue was warned, the clans weren't one to mess around with. so when she saw the rogue being flung around, she did nothing.

hearing dawnguard and jenga arguing made her side with dawn. jenga acted cocky, too good for her own skin. heather's pearly claws shifted uneasily among her hefty paws. although the she-cat was built like a bear, she wasn't the most vicious creature in the forest.

and as the cat left, heather felt relieved. she could go pester another damn clan, heather didn't care. the femme's feathery tail twitched in annoyance, her lip still somewhat curled.

turning her gaze toward the battered dawnguard, her eyelashes batted as she stared at the cat. she wasn't the best at confrontation, and was glad that dawn was the one to send the other female skittering away.

she then pivoted on her large heels, and started to lumber back. her head was dipped low, showing no interest in pursuing the young cat. perhaps the others were to follow, but for now, she was going back to her little happy place; a glade near the edge of riverclan territory.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

[fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather stared at the two rogues; her bearlike snout twitching. she was tempted to spit out her opinions of why they were so annoying curious, but held her tongue. she wasn't about to insult someone again. she lifted her head as she spoke, for no particular reason. it made her look quite confident.

"if all the clans were to join together, it would cause chaos." she mused, her eyes suddenly staring off into the distance, olive orbs flitting around. "i know i wouldn't want to live with skinny windclanners or cocky thunderclanners." heather grumbled, her eyebrows raising at the amusing thought. she could probably flatten a windclanner with brute strength alone. and she wouldn't want to listen to the rambling of thunderclan cats and how they were oh so better than everyone else. she braced herself to answer the next question.

"and the clans are not for every stranger. one must prove themselves." she stated, her gaze hardening as she focused on the smaller cats. she exhaled, her breath like a gust. she was a bit ticked off, but kind of liked answering questions like that. she finally spoke to ask the two a final question.

"so, are you two joining or simply intruding?" she grumbled, a quizzical and somewhat comical one-brow raise in a gesture of questioning. though, her claws flexed in the soft grass below her, pearly and sharp.
[spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
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

that is the literal best omg

fuck me these are so good

you still taking requests? i's love one of heather! she is a fawn pelted female with lighter belly undertones. also she is big and buff and tol