Posts by Chance of RiverClan

Name

-- Full: Chance Desmond Faustus

-- Current: Chance

-- Former: n/a

-- Nicknames:

Age:

-- Current: ~12 months

-- Birthday: November 9th

-- Age system: muse, varies

Gender:

-- Sex: male

-- Gender: male

-- Pronouns: he/him

-- Sexuality: questioning [closeted]

Rank:

-- Current:

-- Past: member [promoted] minnow [left riverclan]

-- Goal rank: medical path

Alliance:

-- Current:

-- Former: RiverClan

Appearance:

-- Species: pitbull dog

-- Pelt: short brown fur, white chest splotch

-- Build: tall and muscled

-- Eyes: silvery whitey blue

-- Skin: dark pink / brownish

-- Scars: none

-- Other:

-- Example pics: x

Personality:

-- Traits: quiet, shy and sweet, tries to be polite / not offend anyone, dyslexic, not a very good artist.

-- Religion: a higher power

-- Strengths: cautious

-- Weakness: overthinks, afraid to take risks, not very good at being social, can't read or write well

-- Likes: soft and plush, sweet foods, art

-- Dislikes: confrontation

Powers:

-- Bodies: pitbull [birth]

-- Telekinesis: ability to move objects with mind

-- Plant manipulation: ability to control plants, accelerate growth

Possessions:

-- choke collar necklace: x [back-written]

-- red panda plush: x [treasure chest]

-- animal farm + war of the worlds [treasure chest]

-- frog plush: x [stuffed animal loot]

Potential Possessions: [bc i get less creative sometimes]

-- plushies: rabbit + seal + frog

-- dream catcher: x

-- pets:

-- plants: x

Relationships:

-- Family: npcs

-- Mentor:

-- Apprentices:

-- Friends: Rook, Desmond [more of an admiration]

-- Enemies:

-- Romantic interest:

How exactly he ended up here was a mystery. Maybe by boat, maybe some path to the islands, maybe he just appeared from thin air. But the puppy was here, passed out in the sands of the beach, slightly out of the tide's grasp.

A lone wave rolled onto shore, barely touching the pitbull's paws but springing him awake. The hair between his shoulder blades stood on end as he took a second to take in his surroundings. The ocean. Lush flora. The scents of residents. Sand. Chance shook the sand out of his fur, then adjusted his collar. Where was he? Where was he from? What was his past? He wasn't too sure.

Scared, the pup decided that this would be his new home, if they would take him. "Hello?" his voice called, braking from under-use. "Can somebody please tell me where I am?"

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

i brought in a puppy to the group so dogs yay

ohmygush malamutes are so fluff i love thattt

Well dang, some drama had gone down before his arrival. Although he had gotten the basic gist of the situation, he was going to have to as someone about it later. Awkwardly sitting off to the side by himself, he watched and nodded as events happened. [idk if it's appropriate to post here anymore, doing it anyway for the sake of posts and acknowledging the current events]

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

LITTER — npc x npc, chance's siblings

species: pitbull pups

age: roughly 7 months

relations: none

rules: i'd love them to stay in RiverClan for a week irl time

genetics: ffa, for context the brother is brown and white with blue eyes

other: their origin is unknown but they are not naturally born to rc, they sort of appear with minimal memory of any past. they know their names and should recognize siblings

slots: three

tracking // whaaaat the fluff is going on here

Although he had been expecting to hear another voice, considering he called out with the hopes of a response, the unicorn-seeming beast still startled him. The puppy jumped a bit, stance tightening from reflex, but calmed upon hearing the second friendly tone. "Hello sir I'm..." his voice trailed off as he shook his head for water. Nothing. He was basically dry. "I'm perfectly fine, if not a little confused. I'll pass on food, thank you very much." RiverClan... he knew of the place and the basic concept. It would be interesting, and given the area the idea of food sounded good. But alas he was not hungry. "Ninja and Arli, it is nice to meet you both, I am Chance." Two very different names, each interesting in their own sense.

[imma little triggered bc carly is my birth name and there is a carly and an arli in this group so i keep reading and thinking it's @ me lmao]

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

yo idk if that's rly a safe situation but interesting either way ahhh

the idea sounds cool, polar bears are great tbh

track <3

Interesting.

This was the first ceremony Chance had ever witnessed, incredibly interesting. He would never want to be a part of that, public speaking was not his strong suit. Being in public was not his strong suit. interacting with others was not his strong suit. He wasn't particularly good at anything. Just the thought of this made him nervous, so he attempted to shift focus. "Congratulations, Wi."

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

The puppy. however, knew nobody. He padded over at placed himself somewhere by Arli, who was at least a familiar face. "I'm Chance." His voice was low, but loud enough to be heard hopefully. Everyone else could make further comments, he could not however, as he was rather awkward. Instead, he kept back and tried to note the names of others.

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

The lion cub was wet, interesting. Not that Chance had an issue with water, but he did not feel like being wet himself, so he took a hesitant step back. Hopefully that didn't seem rude. "Wi, nice to meet you." What else should he say? Oh, this was awkward. He shuffled his paws a bit, then asked "What do you guys do here, if you don't mind me asking?" Odd phrasing, too late to take it back now. Obviously they swam, or at least Wimund did. Would Chance have to learn? That would be interesting.

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

Chance was one of those pathetic members who needed this lesson. Granted, he could swim well enough to support himself for a little bit, but not enough to be able to save someone. Rough waters would also be a little difficult. Practice and proper instruction would be nice. Although, the big scary would was intimidating. Maybe he should just turn around?

No, too late for that now, he was already approaching the shore. "I'll participate." His bark was soft out of nerves. Thank goodness he wasn't the first one there though, and he knew Wi a little. Not knowing the big scary wolf was a little nerve-racking, but Chance didn't want to introduce himself. The stranger would have to first, if at all.

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

The pitbull had to agree with the lion cub, the cursing made him flinch a bit. Made the stranger sound angry. But as a new arrival, he really wasn't in the place to ask others to change. At least, he thought so. It would be against his nature to do so anyway. As he padded over, Chance took a place near Ninja, a member he new somewhat already.

"I don't own any books either, I'm sorry." Honestly, he didn't own much. Anything, actually. Just the necklace he wore around his neck and the fur on his back. Books wouldn't do him too well either, the boy couldn't read very well. He read slowly and the words moved every now and again. Some letters looked to close to each other to be able to tell the difference. Reading was inconvenient for him. "But I can help in any other way, organizing or stacking or picking up. What kind of class do you plan on, may I ask?" He wasn't the most eager to learn, he wasn't the most eager to do anything, the poor boy needed some drive and motivation, and a small spark in him figured that learning of new things would inspire him.

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

Mm this made him nervous, made him feel as though he was trying to buy others' attention via food. But meet and greets were custom, and he didn't really know anyone, and this should help right?

The pitbull dragged a sack of ice pops that he got from somewhere to a general area of the camp, then called out "Meet and greet!" That was about the loudest his voice would ever get. It almost hurt his vocal chords. A great opportunity to call it a meet and greet and eat, but he hated cheesy jokes, so no thanks. "And ice pops?"

[before this turns into a what are ice pops war: http://static3.fjcdn.com/comme…b92d0248b718d65d70fea.jpg ]

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

Taking the hint from Vaughn introducing himself, he did the same. "I'm Chance, they're ice pops." He pulled one out for himself and ripped off the plastic top with his teeth, motioning with his paw toward the bag. "Try one." The green one tasted kinda funny, wasn't his favorite flavor, but on a warm day the ice was nice.

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

What did they taste like? He... wasn't too sure. The puppy wasn't too smart, or experienced, he had very little to offer. "They're sweet?" Chance tried, cringing at his own lack of knowledge. They were most likely fruit flavored, but making assumptions was not his favorite thing ever. "Try purple." He said, offering the fellow canine a purple ice pop.

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

[THIS IS SO COOL I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO HAVE A FISH CHARACTER AHHHH]

"Fish can't talk, can they?" Chance questioned, rotting up to the site himself. Who would just leave a fish on the border, was it a pet? A gift? A spy? A threat? Odd.

[lame post lmao]

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

His attentions turned to the larger dog. This one was more intimidating, with sharper features than the corgi. His stance fell a bit out of nerves. Taking note of his name, Chance decided to answer the question right away. "I found them somewhere around, nothing seemed wrong with them." The pitbull continued chewing on his ice pop. He has personally not died yet, so anyone else should be fine.

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan

Marveling at the odd sight, Chance felt his mouth open in aww a bit. "I stand corrected, my apologies Po." He offered his embarrassed and crooked smile at the fish. Jeez, how rude! Although could one really blame him? "Welcome to RiverClan, my name is Chance."

chance + pitbull + seven moons + riverclan