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    Username: milkfur
    Kit name: Tigerkit
    Kit color: Brown tabby with amber eyes
    Personality?: Tigerkit is ambitious and dedicated to his Clan, working hard to prove himself as one of the best warriors... even though he's a kit. He would be considerably friendly but he would be sometimes too caught up in training to really pay attention to other's feelings - unless he found a special she-cat who'd make him fall head-over paws. ><
    Ideas for the kit?: To strive to become the Clan leader. It's a long-shot, but ever kit needs a dream, right? Also, he'd probably find a suitable mate accidentally, meeting her out of the blue. I can't think of any interesting plot to put him in at the moment, but maybe something'll come up... hopefully.
    Why do you want the kit?: I want a ThunderClan kit, for one. And then I remember Crescentkick in the BloodClan war - that cat was an insane fighter! Perhaps Tigerkit could learn something from his Pa?

    Lynari


    The tom nodded along to what she said. For being so pridantic, Sweetheart had her moments when she showed glimpses of a different side. Lynari wondered if it would be possible to expose that side of her a little more—make her a little less cautious. Maybe get her pristine white paws dirty with some mud.


    Though it seemed highly unlikely, maybe in the future he'd get a chance to show her some rogue fighting moves. She didn't seem like the type to allow her pelt to get marred with blood, but... it could come in handy for her.


    "I'd like that, Sweetheart. I'd really like that." He said, but he wasn't just thinking about the basics. Of course, fishing would be really interesting. He couldn't imagine how cats caught such slippery prey... but then there were the mountains. He didn't think it'd be right to tell Sweetheart how much he'd love to see the mountains with her, since she seemed knowledgable on them. She might take it the wrong way.


    "Maybe some mountain cats could teach us the basics of their hunting style," he commented a little dazed.

    A lot of people do, and truly, Hina's the most bearable of the four >< I'm just not a fan—I prefer Tayuya :P

    *pats Miss Murder's head* Yes, yes hun... but KibaHina is better in my opinion

    But... but... she like, stutters over everything! And she always gets so nervous around Naruto! It's... it's... bah! >< It's unnatural! I'm incredibly shy, but even around people I like, I don't get like that!


    Tayuya is one of the Sound Four—her jutsu were epical and she's like, my all time favourite character. She played the flute :D and she fought Shikamaru during the Sasuke Retrieval Arc.

    Hawktalon


    The scene had suddenly turned so peaceful—for a moment it almost disgusted Hawktalon. But he had a bigger heart than that, and he quickly scanned the area to see if any injured needed his help. Then he felt a sharp pain in his tail, which had been nearly ripped off, he realised. There was likely no way to save it now.


    He chuckled as he padded towards Ambrosiaflare's den, the raggled tail drooping on the ground and getting caked with dust. He and Eastpaw would look something alike. Almost hesitantly, he scanned the clearing to see if she was anywhere in sight. That was odd—it wasn't like her to back down from trying to prove herself a loyal WindClanner. Where had she gotten off to?


    Jesterpaw


    The orange tabby felt bad for how he had reacted to Aquapaw's death. When he saw Creamfur take off after the deputy, he decided to try and help out. He didn't care if he got injured—he was tired of looking so pathetic in front of his Clanmates!


    Hackles raised, lips drawn back in a snarl, Jesterpaw raced after his Clanmate to go after the beat. 'StarClan, help me!'


    OOC; both are out. Thanks for the link, Chris =]

    Hawktalon


    The brown tabby tom felt out of place in the medicine cat den. Ambrosiaflare certainly had her paws full, and he hadn't been there so long ago when he had accompanied Eastpaw back after a rabbit had scratched her. Now, however, it was he who had the injury. He watched cats come in with worse injuries than his own, and as he sat down he let out a small his. His nearly severed tail was dusty and bloody, and it hurt like heck.


    Sitting mostly in the shadows, Hawktalon watched some apprentices, one of which was severely injured. He felt a little tug at his heart—it could have been one of his adopted kits looking like that. He'd only seen one in the battle, and Asterpaw hadn't been injured. He was relieved at that, but he didn't know how to comfort the injured Slashedpaw and it seemed like Dewpaw was doing a fine job on her own. Instead, he let silence come over him while he waited for Ambrosiaflare to help the other cats who needed her more.

    Lorenzo


    The lilac lynx point lifted his gaze, still ducked in hiding. "I don't want to be killed by a dead fish..." He mewed a little hesitantly, though he watched with wide and shocked blue eyes as Kate went for Trigger. He curled his tail around his body tight, watching as Heliotrope sprang into action—the same cat who'd shown him no respect, even though he was from the best group.


    When Kate went again, Lorenzo didn't hesitate. Hurtling out from his place, he tried to intercept her and Trigger again. "Stop!" He meowed loudly, despite the white-coat's presence. "Your arguments can't be worth spillin' blood over!"

    Jesterpaw


    The orange tabby tom saw Creamfur a distance away, but more so he heard the bellowing roar of the beast. He'd been a coward long enough back in camp! He wasn't going to let his name stay that way—he wasn't a coward, after all. He had to fight for his Clan, even if Gravelstorm thought he was an apprentice. He was old enough to be a warrior, he just needed his ceremony.


    Maybe if he helped get Aquapaw's body back for a proper burial, she'd tell Scarredstar about it! He might actually become a warrior after all this mess. That, along with Waterskipper's kits being born, might bring faith back to his Clanmates.


    With that thought in mind, the orange tom raced along the moor after his Clanmate, adrenaline rushing through him. His Clan needed him—he wouldn't back down.

    Lorenzo


    At least Epsilon's weren't known to be brave. Lorenzo saw Kate going for him, though he was unaware she was going for his throat, and he ducked as he had been behind the crate. His ears were flattened and his paws were over his head, eyes closed tight as he trembled with fear. He'd messed with a very angry she-cat, and he was sure he'd feel the price of her claws scoring his pelt.


    "Please, don't kill me with a dead fish!" He mewed pitifully.

    Coeurl


    "We've been discussing the tunnels Starwish and I discovered over there," the Bengal lied smoothly, flicking his tail towards the tunnels he had come out of. His copper eyes were sharp as he looked at Clefter carefully, hoping to at least cover for Poisoned Star. "They lead pretty deep and are perfect for holding quite a few prisoners. Ah, and then we'd gotten into the discussion of queens, kits, and how to deal with 'em."


    Matoaka's yawn startled Coeurl, his chocolate pelt barely bristling noticeably. He turned with a hint of irritation in his yellow eyes as he glared at the other tom, showing he wasn't impressed. "Fine—how was your cat nap, Matoaka?"

    I know you're incredibly busy at the moment, so I'm sorry for adding more to you workload! Please, disregard this one until you have more time, or disregard it completely if you'd like >< I'm sorry! Please don't feel pressured by this!


    Username: milkfur
    Image: Here (if possible, could you cut the kitty out and put it on this background? Thanks!)
    Main text: Lorenzo
    Main text font: Kids First Print
    Main text color: Some sort of pale blue
    Sub-texts: Round moon, someday I'll return to you
    Sub-texts font: Not sure; something simple, probably
    Sub-texts color: White
    Effects: Uh, if there's any way to make it seem sort of dark or creepy ^^' If not, then no other affects

    It happened to everyone, I think. It wouldn't connect for me, so I did something else for five minutes and it was back up. And just a moment ago I tried to post and it gave me some message about the time zone >< When I got back on I was logged out, but my time is the same as my computer!

    Lorenzo


    When Kate was gone, Lorenzo finally got the courage to look up. He caught sight of the female white-coat disappearing into another room with Kate—where were they taking her? He looked up with a look of worry, though he wasn't sure what all he would be capable of doing for her. But he was an Epsilon! He was one of the best! There must've been something he could do to help...


    "I think they killed her," he said after her yowling abruptly ended in the other room. "I think they killed her and the kits."

    Tarot


    Tarot returned, licking her lips after catching a mouse. She wasn't expecting anyone but them to be there, so she was slightly startled by Top's appearance. "Well, look what we've got here!" She said with surprise, her blue and hazel eyes sparkling at the delight of another presence. "My name is Tarot, and you are?"

    Lorenzo


    Things happened fast, it seemed. One moment Trigger was attacking the two-leg, and the next he was floating like a leaf. Of course, Lorenzo thought it quite neat that the tom had discovered how to fly, until he crashed and didn't get up. Then he got kind of worried. He was about to go see if the tom, who hadn't moved since the crash landing, needed any help. That was when the two-legs brought Kate back in with a bunch of kittens.


    The lilac lynx point watched with faint awe as the kits were put in a cage with their mother. With or without the two-legs there, he bounded over to the cage with an excited look in his eyes. "'Scuse me," he interrupted the peaceful moment of the mother first bonding with her kits accidentally. "There ain't much here, but, uhm... is there anything I can get ya?"

    Lorenzo


    Water? Water! That should have been easy, but the tom found himself searching rapidly for it. The clear substance would have been everywhere... but where was it? He abandoned Kate's cage in his search, nimbly leaping up to where there was a line of empty cages. "Aha!"


    There was a dish inside one with water. The somewhat clumsy tom struggled to get it out of the cage without spilling any of it. Kate needed all she could get! Once it was out, he was faced with another dilema. How to get it from the platform he was on to Kate. He eyed the squirming bundles of fur at her belly and knew he had to find someway to get the dish down.

    OOC; mm, since the male is taking Rhombus, Imma use the female who took Kate x3


    Lorenzo


    The female white-coat came back in without the looped pole, and she approached the cat who was standing somewhat protectively over the water dish. However, Lorenzo had never had a problem with two-legs and he let her take him. His small frame was lifted easily with one hand, and she held him lightly under her arm while taking the water dish in the other hand. She murmured something to him that he didn't understand.


    "Give the water to Kate!" The lilac lynx point mewed to the white-coat, thrashing a little and pointing his nose towards the chocolate colored cat's cage. Though his actions seemed pretty unusual, the two-leg seemed to understand, and she quickly caged Lorenzo, then the two-leg slid the water dish into Kate's cage. "Heehee! Epsilon's are the best!"

    Jesterpaw


    As the last one racing across the moor, Jesterpaw heard Scarredstar's determination and he peddled to a stop. Partially his fear was gripping him, making him obey his leader. And partially because he wanted to become a warrior sooner than later. He turned quickly to face the leader, his dark blue eyes filled with unease. "We have to do something, though! If we don't chase it off the territory, it won't be safe out here. And we can't let it wander to the other Clans, even if they are our enemies!"