Posts by ismene

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]okay so N just joined riverclan and i was thinking that she picks him out to b her new best friend and she is borderline really annoying but she is funny so he just kinda accepts her presence even though he suspects she low-key has a crush on him??

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]i would love a thread! I can make it later

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Yeah, she was happy that she was able to keep her bladder in check, as well. That would have been a terrible disaster and she might have died from embarrassment. Was that even an actual cause of death? Huh, well, at least there had not been a chance to find out.

At the arrival of a masculine snow leopard, the young woman released a sigh of relief that sounded more like a stupid girl swooning over a stranger rather than the actual 'thank the maker I can pee in a few minutes." She met the male with a dazzling smile, bowing her head politely in greeting. "Yes, N. It's short for something else, but everyone always gets it wrong. It's so annoying." The puma chuckled softly. She was rambling. Oops. She finally met his gaze, surprised to see a pair of amber orbs reflecting her own. Upon closer inspection, he was really cute. She liked his eyes, and his fur looked really fluffy. Alas, the thought was passing because, as previously mentioned, N has greater things to worry about. "You can call me Nils though if it bothers you - I don't care." Another smile. This time, her gaze swept around the surrounding territory, trying to pinpoint exactly where he emerged from so she could start guessing where exactly she needed to go to get to camp. Or she could ask. That works too.

"Oh, right. I wanted to join, if that's alright. I heard you guys have good medics here?" She always wanted to be a doctor. Thankfully she found Leonardo, a former Scarclan medic who was willing to train her no matter her allegiance. But it never hurt to find a place where she could learn for free without all the hassle of traveling to a nondescript location so neither of them were murdered by each other's clans. "What's your name?" She needed to go really bad.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  Member of Riverclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]And then all of a sudden a pretty, fluffy dog appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Okay, not out of nowhere. N was just more preoccupied with other things at the moment of the leader's arrival to have noticed the point of origin. Because of this lack of attention, she flinched instinctively at the suddenness of the introduction. As if in slow-motion, all onlookers could sit and eat popcorn as her facial features slowly morphed from neutral to surprised to confused to curious and then to friendly. She was quite expressive, which is stark in contrast to the austere demeanor of her mother and brother. "Thank you!" chirped the puma with a grateful bow of her head, flattered by the compliment to her nickname. "Ivylee is pretty too. It reminds me of a plant." Ivy, in particular. Who would have thunk?! Hah, she thought she was pretty hilarious.

The mention of an abundance of medics piqued N's interest, eyes nearly glowing with anticipation. Okay so she was here on a super secret mission, but her dream of learning the ways of the herb took priority over everything else. She was nothing if not a chaotic neutral. "Truly? I suppose I will have to seek her out later." Many other comments threatened to spill from her lips when the handsome snow leopard spoke once more, and Nilo managed to snap her jaw shut in time so that she could listen to his words with a polite smile. Hopefully everyone would leave soon so she could go. "Titan?" repeated the young woman, more because she liked the sound of it rather than anything else. "Pleasure to meet you."

Another arrived then. This time they appeared to be a child. "Well if you say she is the best, then it must be true," joked the girl with a bright smile, waving to the serval in a friendly manner. "Nice to meet you Caesar."

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  Member of Riverclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Oh. Oh. Was this a baby dragon? This small, babbling, mouthy creature, was a dragon? Nilo had only ever seen the fully grown beasts gliding far off in the distance or seen their intimidating likeness depicted in various story books. And they were always adults. Never before had the lovely young puma laid eyes upon such a youthful individual. She was in love almost immediately, and if not that, her adoration was confirmed upon hearing Juneau attempt to repeat certain words and phrases. "Oh my, you're adorable." She cooed, padding up beside Titan. "My name is N."

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  Member of Riverclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Jamison? Oh, yeah! She kinda knew the guy, now that Barbara mentioned it. Nilo was pretty sure she saw him blowing stuff up with some sort or explosive the other day - the dirt rained down on her and she was a good hundred yards away. How the guy made it out alive after being so close to a massive explosion, N did not know. "Twins? Wow, that's so cool," commented the girl with wide eyes. "I hate to be that one person, but do you guys have that twin-bond-thing? I've always wondered if it was real or not." That sort of thing interested the puma. N had always cultivated a special love for discovering truths, determining whether or not something was real and verifiable. Perhaps that is one of the reasons why she desired to become a medic - determining treatments for injuries and sickness just by observing the symptoms.

"I have a brother," mentioned the girl, still trying to picture a slightly more masculine Barbara with orange eyes. "his name is Esera and he looks just like me too, but we aren't twins. Pumas all look the same." She chuckled to herself. Her words were not entirely true, as there were differences in individuals, albeit subtle ones. N was larger than her brother and her spots had not entirely faded away, while E was more slender and his eyes were olive - just like their mother. Thinking of her brother caused a mournful ache to clench her heart, wondering where exactly in the world her stoic little brother was now. They have not spoken in months.

Nilo noticed then that her beautiful companion had trailed off for a moment, slipping away into her thoughts. The lovely young creature waited patiently for Barbie to continue, a pleasant smile decorating her features. At last, the lovely domestic mentioned that she and her brother came from the city. A rather vague answer, but N felt that it would not be polite to ask any further questions on the subject. "The city? Wow, I can't even imagine it. I come from the mountains - I don't even know where exactly. It was completely separated from society, and the only reason I knew clans existed was because my parents told me stories about them."

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]The lovely young puma found meeting newcomers to be interesting. She did not necessarily enjoy it, as it could oftentimes become very repetitive, but she did enjoy discovering the little intriguing tidbits about each individual. Most of her knowledge on people she remembered also included little facts like if they enjoyed the taste of human food or knitted for fun. Where she grew up, almost everyone was exactly the same, save for her small family network.

With that said, Nilo took it upon herself to be the first one to approach the obsidian kitsune, a lazy smile spread across her simple features in a pleasant manner. "Howdy," she greeted, bobbing her head in a polite nod before carefully balancing herself on a medium-sized boulder within the general vicinity of the stranger. "who is 'me,' if I might ask?" A teasing smirk tugged at her lips, eager to see how this particular male will choose to reply. Some people might respond seriously, while others might be a little bit more... difficult. The mountain lioness was curious to see which one this guy was. "My name is Nilo Faber, but you can just call me N." Ah, there were the introductions. Some might say that it is impolite to introduce oneself as an afterthought, but N preferred to open with a smart-ass comment. Spiced things up, a bit.

As for asking him a question...? "What is an interesting fact about yourself?" there were more risque queries that she was dying to ask, alas, this was a public interaction and she did not wish to say anything inappropriate where young children might hear.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]"Good to see you again, Unknownpup." Greeted the girl with a friendly grin. She allowed herself to fall silent once more, listening to Leonardo and her clanmate discuss this and that. It felt wrong to jump in on their conversation. Thankfully Chemical Warfare arrived soon after, rescuing the young maiden from imminent disaster boredom. Relieved to have someone knew to speak with, N instantly brightened. "I certainly hope to get to a point where I can actually be of some help," she replied, intrigued by the mention of a need for individuals skilled in medicine. Unfortunately, her knowledge was mediocre at best, so it would be quite some time before the puma could even hope to contribute to the clan.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, sir," replied Nilo with a polite dip of her head. "you can just call me N - most people do." And most people thought it was a little odd that she just went by a letter, but she liked it. It almost added a degree of mystery to her persona. There was also the fact that no one could ever pronounce her name correctly, an occurrence that bothered her immensely. "There is no need for that, I have become quite desensitized to brutality." A smirk crossed her features, thinking back to her first day in Bloodclan where her very first interaction was with a weird guy having a blood 'n guts themed tea party. That was... really fxcking weird. "Thank you for the kind words, nonetheless."

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]( the fcking tags lmfao )

The sand never truly went away no matter how hard she scrubbed or how thorough she was when she bathed. It got in all the little nooks and crannies, stinging her eyes and getting in her nose. After a while, however, she learned to just deal with it. It soon became a part of her life, and she even started carrying a head wrap around for when the wind became miserable and she required some extra protection from the elements. Five or so days since she first arrived, N was finally adjusting to everything. After a lifetime spent roaming the steep mountains of the north and maneuvering through thick vegetation, the puma was beginning to adapt to the completely opposite climate of Bloodclan. Walking across the sands without sinking took a particular skill, but lucky not one that was difficult to master. It made her day job so much easier, too.

As the young female trekked across the shifting sea of fine sand, the sound of voices in the distance caught her attention. Most of the day had already been spent hunting for food to share with the clan - as seen by the various prey creatures hanging from the special harness she wore around her torso for toting odds and ends - she was eager for something a little more exciting. Curious, the north american wildcat shifted her trajectory so that she would intercept the group at the border. "Greetings, everyone," said the girl with a friendly smile. She took a seat beside her grandfather, Cataclysm, just in time to hear the lovely white feline utter a "woof." "Hahahhwhat?" Part question, part instinctual laughing reaction. Nilo shook her head, sobering herself. "Ahem, um, my name is Nilo, but you can call me N," introduced the golden huntress, flashing a bright grin. "Don't worry about the whole member thing - you are welcome as long as you follow the rules and participate somewhat." They were pretty lax, except when it came to the war parties. Those were actually pretty exciting.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Ohhh, another meeting? Curious, the young huntress was lured from her secluded cave where she had been previously napping in favor of hearing Jackdaw's announcements. The girl listened with interest at the mention of their current enemies, well, the most important ones for the time being. She took a seat, considering all that had been said. Captures? Tortures? She had never done that before; never considered it, even. Not that she was opposed to it, or course, but the girl had always been satisfied with a good fight and then she was over it. But if Jack was asking... why not? "Noted!" acknowledged Nilo, mind already racing with the possibilities. Her only problem was the fact that since she was spying in Riverclan, she did not want to give away her identity to the bad guys. Oh well, she would fight that monster when it was time.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Nilo thought about death a lot, as well. Granted, her thoughts were more romanticized: perishing in the glory of battle, sacrificing life and limb to save someone important, stuff like that. But the stuff Irys thought about? Nah. The young puma was a curious soul, always searching for new experiences, new excitement. Unlike the albino serval, the young huntress derived great enjoyment by the mere act of exploration and interaction with new individuals. Life itself was the ultimate mystery, and she would never go a die without attempting to discover all its secrets. There was also the fact that many of her relatives underwent depressive episodes where they either made an attempt on their lives or actually succeeded in the act - Nilo could not fathom how low she would have to go in order to be in that mindset, and she frankly did not care to find out.

"I heard that if you stare hard enough at a point in the distance, you can tear a hole in the fabric of time and space through sheer will alone," commented the golden wildcat, trotting over to join the unknown male with a teasing smile. Her words were utter bullshit, obviously. It was clear that it was a joke by the expression on the adolescent's lovely features. She could not help it. This guy just looked so bored. Nilo had to bring out some pretty wacky material in order to try and make him... not bored. "M'name is Nilo, by the way. You can just call me N, though."

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]noted!

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Immediately following her first official training session with Leonardo, Nilo was excited to begin practicing with herbs at home. Scarclan and Bloodclan were a long ways a way, so she managed to bum a ride from one of the winged-folk so to return as soon as physically possible. The lovely lady then located a nice shady spot beneath one of the few bush-tree-shrub-things that grew near the isolated pools of coveted water, spreading her materials out before. "Okay, so I have aloe vera, poppy seeds, moss.. bramble twigs, chamomile, and... catnip." The girl muttered to herself whilst going over all the herbs she currently possessed; mostly just the essentials for everyday ailments. Leo did not want her to have anything too advanced just yet. Plus, anything too fancy might actually be dangerous in inexperienced paws. Now that she had everything all sorted out, she began going over their uses in her head, trying to commit them to memory.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]"Hmm.. poison ivy and... wolfsbane, maybe? I know some parts of plants can be toxic while other areas of the same one are safe," mused the girl as she approached, emerging from whatever hole she had located in the unfamiliar territory of Scarclan so that she could take naps in between training sessions. The girl was not quite yet skilled in medicine, although it was currently a work in progress. The sandy golden mountain lioness maneuvered her way through the crowd, sending Unknownpaw and her mentor a friendly smile before focusing her attention on the sleek jaguar. "Oh impressive. I expect you to share later," quipped the girl with a smirk before taking a seat in front of Leonardo. "Knowledge, of course." Yep. Totally.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]"I'm down for bein' touched," Lol, N thought she was hilarious. The lovely young puma trotted over with a smirk decorating her simple features. "You know, to test out that power of yours." The girl pretty much had no clue what happened prior to her arrival aside from the mention of a new power discovery... or something? Ehh, that did not matter as much. She was really intrigued by the prospect of being a test subject, however. Moving with the languid grace of a predator, Nilo prowled over slowly, taking her time despite the obvious excitement glowing in her eyes.

As far as the young female knew, she was utterly powerless. Her entire life was spent in normalcy, and that was alright for her. But it would be a lie if she said that she did not often wonder what it would be like to be blessed with supernatural gifts. A lot of times she daydreamed that she was some sort of morally ambiguous, traveling witch whose reputation for mischief preceded her. N thought a life like that would be exciting. "I don't think we have met, actually. You can call me N." N, short for Nilo. An unnecessary shortening of an already short name, but she liked it nonetheless.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  Member of Riverclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Dating blind? Blind dating? A strange, foreign concept, but one that intrigued her nonetheless. Having only joined a day or so ago, Nilo really did not know anyone in the clan. Not that it bothered the girl much, since she tended to just throw herself into things and see how it went. Sure, Nilo had a reason for being here, and it certainly was not to participate in silly dating games... but there was no explicit rule not to in the job description. Heh, why not? Might as well fit in while she could.

Name: Nilo, goes by N
Platonic or Non-platonic: No preference
Age: 1 ½ years
Sexuality: ??

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  Member of Riverclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]"I'm coming along too!" Announced the puma as she raced after her clanmates. She was eager to get to the battle, to feel flesh tear beneath her claws. Oh, and to save Barbara, also. Sometimes N got a little bit too excited when it came to fighting.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]"M'dear, this is no time for a moral debate," commented the lovely young puma as she finally caught up with the rest of the war-party, an excited smile slicing across her features. She began circling betty like a shark, admiring the nice emo forelock the girl rocked all the while envisioning a nice, exhilarating battle. "I'm pretty sure most of us follow the 'eye for an eye' rule, not because any of it makes sense." She snickered, lashing her tail behind her as the adrenaline pumped through her body. She wondered about the state of Barbara, albeit briefly. Barbie was N's friend, of course, but the thought of combat tended to override all emotional connections the huntress possessed.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦  NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦  Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦  1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦  First tier of Bloodclan | No titles | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦  Single | No crush(es) | Not actively looking
◦  MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ Unopposed to violence, but must be provoked to kill
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]The sounds of cheerful barking and yipping lured the lovely huntress from the dark confines of her den. And what had the girl been doing in a dark room in the middle of the day? Well.. it's not important. Anyways, she was curious to see what all the commotion was about so she decided to investigate. The first thing that N noted was the repetitive request for food. "Someone is awful hungry, huh?" commented the puma with a slight smile, studying the small schnauzer with faint amusement. "Where'd ya find this cutie?" she asked, addressing Tessa with a curious look.

[spoiler= tags — updated 3/05]
GENERAL
◦ NILO HARBRINGER-FABER | "Knee-low" | NICKNAMES: Nils, N
◦ Feminine Androgynous [she/her or they/them] | ?? orientation
◦ 1 ½ years | ZODIAC: Scorpio | BORN: October 31st
◦ First tier of Bloodclan | Mentored by Leonardo | Unofficial Medic Trainee
◦ Puma with amber eyes and a sandy gold pelt | HEALTH: 100%
RELATIONSHIPS
◦ Single | No crush | Not actively looking
◦ MELANTHA x RUSSIANSOLDIER | Gen 5 | SIBLINGS(?): Esera ♂
◦ ½ of (ship name here) | No best friend | No Enemies
◦ A sensual lover; very passionate and intimacy is important
◦ Dedicated and loyal to friends, family, and lovers
IMPORTANT FACTS
◦ STRENGTHS: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn
◦ WEAKNESSES: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent
◦ LIKES: The truth, being right, longtime friends, teasing
◦ DISLIKES: Dishonesty, revealing secrets, passive people
◦ Very passionate and assertive, will go for what she wants
◦ Loves to experience new things; has a definite wild side
◦ Generally very calm and composed; not easily annoyed
◦ LOVES TO FIGHT
◦ Lots of combat training, limited battle experience
◦ Aspires to be a medic; ability to give and take life
◦ Will keep secrets till the day she dies
◦ Tendency to hold life-long grudges

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Nilo is currently an unofficial medic in training, and she loves meeting new people. She is from Bloodclan, but since she is young and group up a traveler, she does not care about allegiances outside a battle setting. Maybe she could come across Ember during one of her herb-hunting sessions and asks him for a few pointers?