Posts by IVORYMOON

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    The ivory-stained beauty found herself perched upon a window sill of the brick red church, icy blue eyes from the heaven's itself explored the horizon beyond as the sun lapped gently along the border. A huntress, a tigress stalking her prey, she leaped gracefully and landed squarely upon her powerful paws. The dawn air filled her lungs to the brim, exhaling slowly at what few moments of peace fluttered and flew by just as quickly. Having recently stepping down from her position as guard, Ivorymoon was set on proving herself before hand. The loyalist did not feel her worth was up to par with what was expected from a guard, Bune's personal line of defense.


    Her frigid gaze narrowed towards The Blue Forest, a quick glance at their fresh-kill pile revealed a hunting patrol was beyond overdue. "Anyone interested in a hunting patrol to The Blue Forest??" Silken voice of soft honey called out towards the bulk of the group, serpent-like tail slashing behind her towering frame.

    Ivorymoon didn't quite like getting her paws wet. She knew however it was necessary in order to have an even battlefield against water-dwelling Riverclan cats. Although a neutrality was set in place by their tabby king, she could never be too sure. "I'm interested. Name's Ivory." The former guard would introduce herself, not recognizing the molly and instead taking a spot beside Sabotage, curling her lengthy tail around her creamy paws neatly.

    The statuesque beauty would approach tentatively when Creature's battle cry from the pit rung in her delicate ears, movement fluid like water itself she arrived and made herself comfortable beside Holn. Her icy gaze fluttered towards Sabotage for a moment. She felt uncertainty towards the view of The Pit. She'd known it as a tradition she'd experienced since she was born despite being a reckless, aimless sport. Ivorymoon remained silent however and turned her attention back to Venom and Creature.

    as you all know i have no life and am terribly bored *finger guns*

    so feel free to request a pinterest board if you'd like!! i'll update with a link to ivory's once it's completed but here's some from old characters of mine as an example of what trash you'll receive: deerstep, cataclysm(tw: blood)


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    oof how cute <3 ivory would def be flustered + caught off guard!! i believe shadowclan and bloodclan are enemies though? so for ivory to train her, she'd probably have to lie about her clan or something c:

    Quickly rising upon four powerful yet graceful limbs, Ivory would trail behind Venom at the call for a border patrol. She knew of the tension with Skyclan was only growing, festering like an open wound ever since the raid and gathering. Reinforced weaponry dug into the soft earth beneath her towering Savannah cat frame knowing the combat-driven femme was yearning for some sort of battle again. Having stepped down from her position as guard, she was intent on honing her skills before taking up rank. "Same here. I'd love to see the faces of those scrawny flea-ridden Skyclanners after Lavenderstar's pathetic outburst at the gathering." Silken vocals of honey growled venomously, a wicked smile lacing her thin ebony-lined lips. Silver chain collar dangled from the exotic beauty as she slithered her way forward alongside Creature, serpentine tail lashing behind her statuesque body impatiently.

    Ivory would slither forward upon Creature's heels with the suave movements of a leopardess, icy blue oculars narrowing into menacing serpentine slits. The putrid smell of Skyclan was detectable as soon as they arrived on their edge of the border. She had missed the raid due to unforeseen problems, Bloodclan having to retreat made her blood run cold in bitter anger. Sharpened daggers of alabaster peaked through her thin ebony-lined lips, a threatening expression upon her beautiful features. Then the first Skyclanner arrived, a smirk of venomous honey edging it's way onto her lips. "So not only are they dumb, but they're blind as well!" The savannah cat would blurt out, silken vocals now dripping with hostility, "Clearly, we're on our side of the border and simply marking our side. Isn't that right, Creature?" Her lengthy tail lashed behind her towering frame impatiently, frigid gaze locking onto her fellow tar black clanmate. Reinforced weaponry dug onto the ground beneath her massive paws, wondering whether the Skyclanner's would fall into her web of taunting despite it already seeming to work; the tom was angry.

    Ivory would be the next to approach, curious to see what Artemis' son looked like. She had never met any of her off-spring, but the resemblance was noticeable immediately. His scent was far from the smoky city-dwelling Bloodclan smell she herself was use to wafting from her thick fur. Her icy blue eyes seemed to glow, yearning for the gentle touch of a mother she never quite experienced. "Hello." The alabaster beauty would then greet briefly.

    Hmm.. perhaps they could meet up somehow and Ivory is curious on seeing the Skeleton Gorge? They could travel together and maybe get into some trouble possibly forming a close friendship over time :0 Depending on how they interact(but tbh Ivory is a hopeless romantic), she maybe develops a crush on him? It could either be reciprocated or not, I’m okay with whatever since I love the angst of her loyalties being put to the test :^))