Posts by Pomegranate

[br]I am a bristly furred she-cat with passion in my eyes and a long, graceful tail. I am not very good looking as cats go, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other cats.
[br]I was attacked by a coyote once, but escaped.

Username: ザクロ

Name: Dovepaw.
Gender: She-cat.
Rank: Apprentice.
Personality: Dovepaw is a prickly she-cat who doesn't like to be bothered and will be very rude in letting you know if she doesn't want you around her. She's a strong fighter and very clever, and has little patience for cats who can't keep up with her. The only cat she calls her friend is her brother, Smokepaw, of whom she is inseparable to. Dovepaw is a she-cat who doesn't seem to like many other cats, and when she does, it's really hard to tell. Though she'd never admit it, she's a lot more affectionate than she'll show.
History: Dovepaw and her brother Smokepaw were both born in Shineclan and have a typical clan background.
Written Appearance: A grey-and-white tabby with darker stripes and lighter highlights, and a definitive white marking on her throat that looks like a dove flying upwards.
Mate: None.
Kits: None.
Crush: Open! ;)

Name: Smokepaw.
Gender: Tom.
Rank: Medicine cat apprentice.
Personality: Smokepaw is much like his sister Dovepaw, however, he cares deeply for his clan and the other cats and is much more sympathetic and forgiving than Dovepaw. He has a snarky attitude, but he means well. Smokepaw makes deep bonds and lasting friendships when he finds a cat he's willing to trust and is loyal to a fault. Smokepaw is a deep thinker with a strong bond to StarClan and can make for an interesting conversation, if he thinks you're worth his time.
History: Smokepaw and his sister Dovepaw were both born in Shineclan and have a typical clan background.
Written Appearance: A smoky grey tabby with faint markings that darken down his tail. His eyes are a pale yellow, the color of the full moon high in the sky, and are deep with emotion.
Mate: None.
Kits: None.
Crush: Open! ;)

RP Sample: The sun rose at the backs of the cats in MoorClan's camp every morning, as if already pushing them forward to begin a new day of running across their beloved moor. It filtered in through the trees on the high mountainous land and shone into the dens with warm dappled light. The leader's den was at the very back of camp, an ancient boulder carved out by the river that once fed the pond their camp was behind, and the large open entrance shrouded only by thin ferns caused the den to be fully alight at the first sign of sunrise. Which meant Runningstar was always up first, just the way he liked it.

Other: Dawnstar!

InakaHyuuga wrote:

Accepted! Thanks for joining! :)

Thank you! Should I start roleplaying now, on the rp board?
Sorry if this is spamming, i'll delete the post if it is. And sorry if I do anything silly, this is my first time roleplaying here. XD

"So.... I told him.... may the Dark Forest.... put a plague of fleas.... on your nest!" Dovepaw mrrowed to her littermate, pausing frequently to take large bites from the fat vole the grey tabbies were sharing beneath the shadows of an old tree at the edge of camp. Smokepaw only looked up from their fresh-kill when she was done, and that was only to shoot his sister a questioning stare. "Not impressed, huh?" Dovepaw said gruffly. Smokepaw shook his head and took another bite, snickering. "Yeah, you've always been the one with the jokes," she muttered, flicking his ear with her tail while she grabbed up another mouthful of food.

Dovepaw's head shot up when she noticed a familiar scent waft her way. Her eyes met Dawnstar's and she swallowed hard, rising to her paws and padding towards her mentor without a goodbye to Smokepaw. His ear twitched and he sighed, focusing on picking the bones clean. This was nothing new, one of the few cats Dovepaw showed any favoritism towards was the leader of their clan. "Hey, Dawnstar! Can we go out on a patrol together after you're done eating?" she meowed, approaching the older she-cat and bowing her head.

(( []•Hawkfrost•[] plays Oceanpaw. :) ))

Smokepaw's head shot up as a flicker of movement caught his eye, and he soon realized it to be Minktooth as he gazed into the darkness of the warrior's den. He purred in amusement, finishing his meal before heading for the medicine cat's den to see if Jaywing needed him for anything.

Dovepaw nodded eagerly. "Of course, take your time, i'll just wander around camp a little and come back when you're done," she mewed, bowing her head a second time before backing up a few steps, then turning to walk across camp. She passed by the warrior's den, her ears twitching slightly at the ghost of a sound, although she didn't pay much attention to it.

Dovepaw gasped sharply in surprise and her thick pelt bristled, making her fur look fluffy and kit soft even though she was well on her way to her warrior ceremony. She whirled around, tail raised high in alarm as she spat at her attacker, until she realized it was only her clanmate. "You scare.... s-startled me me!" she mewed breathlessly. Her eyes, wide as moons just a moment ago, narrowed, and she sat down, licking her shoulder to discreetly flatten her fur. "Y-You could scare a cat straight to StarClan like that, y'know...." she grumbled softly, her gaze not meeting that of Minktooth's.

Dovepaw peered questioningly at the warrior tom, gave her chest a few licks, then stood. "Well, if you're that good at sneaking up on a cat, you've gotta be good at something. You wanna come with me and Dawnstar on a patrol, or do you wanna hide in the warrior's den all day and scare every cat?"

Dovepaw blinked at Minktooth, but her attention diverted the moment she heard Dawnstar's voice. "Yes, Dawnstar! This mousebrain should be light on his paws, if nothing else," she meowed teasingly. Her paws kneaded the ground in excitement. "I'm ready when you are!"

Dovepaw shot Minktooth a questioning glance, then rushed to catch up to their leader. "So, what kind of patrol are we going on? Border or hunting?" she mewed eagerly, keeping a steady pace to the side of Dawnstar.

Just as Dovepaw was about to express her excitement at the double patrol, a yowl made her hop on her toes and hiss. "What in StarClan.... why does everyone keep scare, er, startling me today?" she mrrowed, turning to glare back into camp. She glanced at Ripplewhisker, then turned forwards with a huff. "Well, at least i'll get to watch another warrior in action. Let's hope his hunting is a little more energetic!"

Dovepaw's ears flattened in annoyance but her tail twitched playfully, betraying her apparrent anger. "Oh, yeah! Well, i'll bring you something better than what you bring me! And i'll have you know, i'm almost a warri-- oh, he's gone." Dovepaw blinked a couple times, but was quick to start her own hunt, dropping her shoulders and stalking through the high grass.

Dovepaw gently nudged a low-lying fern upwards and crawled beneath it, but quickly ducked back. There was a bare patch of dirt up ahead, and a single dove pecked around for worms on it. She slowed her breath. She was awful at catching birds, and only once before had she encountered a dove, one she'd eagerly charged after and watched fly straight between her paws. She knew she could never catch it in the air, but now, while it was on her level.... Dovepaw put all her strength into her haunches as she pushed off the ground with her back legs and dove at the white bird. She landed hard and clapsed her jaws around it's neck. She did not move until she realized it had not moved either. She sat up, a freshly caught dove hanging limp from her jowls.

Dovepaw was in a daze, in shock and awe that she actually make the kill she'd dreamed of. She perked up as soon as she heard Ripplewhisker approaching, and a broad smile spread across her face. "Thank you.... I can't believe I did it myself," she mewed exasperatedly, looking down at the dove that now lay at her paws. "I wouldn't be so sure, I-I doubt I could do it again," Dovepaw admitted, her voice cracking with a purr. She looked out across the forest, her paws kneading the ground into bits. "I can't wait to show Minktooth. And Dawnstar! Oh, but one dove won't feed our whole clan. We should do some more hunting, and we've still gotta check the borders," Dovepaw meowed, her voice taking on a tone of responsibility.

It was noonhigh on a paticularly warm greenleaf day, and the dawn patrol had just returned when Ratstar leaped onto the moss-stone and called a clan meeting. The thick leaves overhead completely blocked out any direct sunlight, but the shadows were just as stifling between the trees, and cats were hesitant to leave their dens and gather around. "Since the foundation of TreeClan, the cats of our forest have not strayed from this tree-covered land," Ratstar started. "But why? Most of us don't even know what lies beyond the ferns, and rarely do rouge cats even come close to our land. We have no competition, nothing to lose, and no reason not to conquer all unclaimed land beyond what has always been ours." Murmurs broke out across the clearing, ones of excitement and fear, but Ratstar did not hesitate, nor did her voice even quiver. "This will be a great time for TreeClan. We will thrive on larger territory. I want all patrols sent out after this meeting to mark our borders one foxlength farther out. If you encounter any non-clan cats, friendly or not, drive them out and make sure they won't come back." Ratstar hopped off the moss-rock and disappeared among the clan, already preparing the next patrol.

Leafheart stared up at the moss-rock in disbelief, even after their leader had left it. She shook her head. "What do you make of that, Nofoot?" she called to the dark tabby tom beside her. "Nothing good, Leafheart. Ratstar's right about rouges hardly crossing into our land, but the last time they did, her father lost his life and I got renamed Nopaw," he meowed somberly, his dusky eyes clouded with worry. "TreeClan has been at peace since then, but if Ratstar keeps tempting fate...." Leafheart nodded in understanding. "We'll do something about this. If no one else does, I will," she assured.

Both accepted and added, thanks for joining! And i'd love to see Sunstreak and Nofoot become mates. ^^
I made the roleplay, the link's in the first post now. You can rp whenever you'd like.

Username: ザクロ

Name: Sleetfur.
Gender: She-cat.
Rank: Expecting queen.
Personality: Sleetfur is a very sweet and kind she-cat, always cheerful and caring. She gets a little sad sometimes when she thinks about her past, but she always puts on a happy face for others. She's grateful for what she has now and is endlessly loyal to AshClan, who took her in when she was in need. She's considerate and affectionate towards every cat but makes no exceptions in battle, and hopes to raise her kits to become great AshClan warriors, although doubt dampens her hopes. She fears for the future and hopes she can be a good mother, often wishing her kits could have a father.
History: Sleetfur grew up in a clan far from AshClan, where she lived with her family and mate and her brother, Scorchfoot. She lived a peaceful life until a new leader was chosen and under his rule, the clan became corrupt, their violence causing the deaths of her family members until her only kin was Scorchfoot. She tried to leave with her brother and mate, but her mate liked the new, ruthless ways of their clan and wouldn't leave, nor would he allow them to leave. He attacked them and Scorchfoot died protecting Sleetfur, giving her the chance to escape at the cost of his life. She traveled long and far and soon realized she was expecting her old mate's kits. She was starving and weak and just when she knew she could travel no farther, she collapsed into AshClan's territory. They rescued her and eventually, Ashstar let her stay for good.
Written Appearance: A pretty lilac Abyssinian with a shiny coat and pale yellow eyes. Her body is sleek and delicate, but now swollen with her coming kits. Her soft pelt is silver with grey ticked tabby markings. Her back is darker and underside lighter, and she has a fade of red on the back of each ear.
Mate: None yet, she had one once but left him.
Kits: None yet, but she's expecting.
Crush: Ashstar.

Name: Flamingtail.
Gender: Tom.
Rank: Deputy.
Personality: Flamingtail is a young and inexperienced deputy, but he makes up for it by being a dedicated and a hard worker, having truly earned his position. He's honorable, kind, and brave but frisky, he has an annoying sense of humor and loves to play pranks, making him a bane to older and more serious cats. Despite all this, he's a respectable deputy with charisma and is well liked. He's a charmer, but when it comes to she-cats he really likes, he ends up lost for words.
History: Flamingtail was born in Ashclan, though his mother never disclosed who his father was. He's had a typical clan life.
Written Appearance: A dark red tabby with alternating darker and lighter stripes, like cinders in the air. He has some darker marks on the tips of his ears and beneath his eyes / around his lips. His body is thin and short-furred, but his tail has long, wispy fur. The markings on his tail are brighter and swirl together, resembling a flame.
Mate: None yet.
Kits: None yet.
Crush: None yet.

RP Sample: Dovepaw gently nudged a low-lying fern upwards and crawled beneath it, but quickly ducked back. There was a bare patch of dirt up ahead, and a single dove pecked around for worms on it. She slowed her breath. She was awful at catching birds, and only once before had she encountered a dove, one she'd eagerly charged after and watched fly straight between her paws. She knew she could never catch it in the air, but now, while it was on her level.... Dovepaw put all her strength into her haunches as she pushed off the ground with her back legs and dove at the white bird. She landed hard and clapsed her jaws around it's neck. She did not move until she realized it had not moved either. She sat up, a freshly caught dove hanging limp from her jowls.
( From ShineClan. XD )
Other: Ashstar!

Dovepaw held her head high as Dawnstar appeared, lifting the dove in her jaws and lying it at her feet as she bowed. "Thanks, Minktooth," Dovepaw purred gently, covering her kill with dirt so she could retrieve it on the way back. She headed for the border, brushing against Minktooth's side as she passed and disappearing into the grass to hunt again.

Leafheart nodded. "Sure, Sunstreak. Fawnleap, would you like to come?" she meowed, turning her head towards the calico.

rank: Claw/warrior, but she's taking care of kits now, so she's pretty much a queen.
name: Ashshadow
what the cat looks like: Dark brown with thick black markings. Brown eyes.
history: Left Thunderclan to join Deepclan with her kits, everyone thinks she had a mate in ThunderClan but she actually has never had a mate, and her kits were all stolen from Thunderclan and brought with her to DeepClan.
other:
gender: She-cat

rank: Appleeater? If not, just a kit.
name: Pink-kit
what the cat looks like: Light cream fur with pale pink mouth, nose, ears, pads, and claws. Blue eyes.
history: If she can be an appleeater, she's Aquastar's kit with a she-cat who's dead or gone or something, but if not then she'll just be one of Ashshadow's kits.
other:
gender: She-cat

rank: Kit
name: Oak-kit
what the cat looks like: Pale brown with light green eyes.
history: Was a Thunderclan kit stolen by Ashshadow and brought with her to Deepclan. He doesn't know Ashshadow isn't his mother, but he doesn't like her.
other:
gender: Tom

rank: Kit
name: Dullkit
what the cat looks like: Bright white tom with long fur and blue eyes.
history: Was a Thunderclan kit stolen by Ashshadow and brought with her to Deepclan. He doesn't know Ashshadow isn't his mother. He was born deaf.
other: He can be sacrificed.
gender: Tom