Posts by wolfwarrior

[br]I am a soft-coated she-cat with innocent-looking eyes that are slightly crossed. I am always blabbing and cannot keep a secret, but I learn very quickly from my mistakes.
[br]I was born into an evil tribe, and when I was four moons old, I escaped from them, after they tried to raise me to be evil.

As Lionchaser stepped into camp with a trout in her mouth, she noticed the many cats gathered around the medicine cats den. straining for a better look, she still couldnt see anything. "Whats going on?" she asked. then she saw him. The kit was being cleaned and eating. How horrible, Lionchaser thought.

All toms are accepted. Forbidden love is encouraged. If you are intrested, please fill out a 'form' like this:

Name: Lionchaser
Gender: Female
Appearance: soft-coated cinnamon tabby with innocent-looking hazel eyes
Looking For: a caring tom who is not afraid to speak his mind and show his soft side
Rank: warrior
Age: 16moons
Short Description: Lionchaser is a fun-loving, caring cat who doesn't care too much about appearances and is willing to adapt to certain situations

*** Lionchaser sat back on her haunches, admiring the swiftly flowing river below the giant oak. A fish appeared, then another. Inch by inch the determinded she-cat crept along the sturdy overhanging branch. Her paw whipped through the freezing watertowards the slimy fish. Lionchaser's claws hooked on the nearest trout and scooped out the fat fish. It flopped hopelessly on the riverbank and, not wanting it to suffer, Lionchaser landed a killing blow near its head. She was thanking starclan for the fresh-kill when her head shot up to glimpse the cat walking towards her.

"Yes, anycat can see that the best medicine cat is Riverclan's. I carry no news, just that i caught a big trout, if he wants it. i cant imagine what happened to the poor little kit. do you already have a queen to take him, or will he move into the apprentices' den?

[br]I am a long-legged tom with determination in my eyes and four long scars down the left flank. I am not very good looking as cats go, but I am never afraid to say what I feel when I have to.
[br]My parents were killed by a pack of dogs.

OCC: kay ill go there

Lionchaser looked on with curiosity and awareness from the directoin of Riverclan terriory. She had just finished a long swim in the river and suddenly heard all the commotiion around horseplace. She stank of fish and a patch of wild garlic grew near where she was standing. The curiosity-inticing smells had not yet seeped into her sensitive nose. Then it hit her: a massively strong scent of burning wood, many cats from all clans, the rotten stench of twolegs. But strangested of all, no fear-scent was mixed into the bunch. As she approached, Lionchaser noted that she coulnt smell pinesap or anything alive. She inched closer, and viewed something even a starclan cat would ponder about. Cats of all clans sitting together, even rouges, loners, and anti-clanners, starring into giant, beautiful flames, tickling the already darkened sky.

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[br]I am a coarse-coated tom with mysterious eyes and six toes on the left front paw. I am afraid of confrontations and do anything to avoid a fight, but I am a very good tree climber.
[br]I was found lost and wandering as a kit and brought here.

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Cougarsoul padded into the riverclan camp after his dog-hunting earlier in the mourning. He had only managed to catch a carp on his way back, as an exuse. But he knew Lionchaser would guess where he had been. As the sun came up, he slumped into his nest, dreading the time when some cat would come in and wake him.
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Stupid fishing assignment, thought Cougarsoul as he dived to get the fourth fish today. "'Go hunt' she says. 'And dont come back untill you catch ten fish!' she says. Shes not my mother." He muttewred under his breath.

Cougarsoul had just delivered the third and final load of the ten fish Lionchaser had told him to catch. He turned to leave and found himself staring into the most beautiful blue eyes. "Y-y-your eyes... are like two amazingly gorgeous still ponds." He suddenly lost the trance-like state he was in and blushed. Why did he just tell her that? Well, fishbrain, say something! Come on Say something NOW! Too late. He had already looked back into those mezmerising sky blue eyes. his mouth parted to speak something but nothing came out.

Snake That Hunts At Night heard the commotion and arrived only a heartbeat after the tom who was a stranger to him. He had arrived just in time to claw a cat who was staggering to its feet and bracing itsself to land a powerful blow on the tom who had rescued the poor she-cat.

Cougarsoul was desperatly confused. Why wasnt she saying anything? She was beautiful... Maybe she'd like to go hunt sometime? Ask her, what are you waiting for, fishbrain!!! "Ummm... Er, do you want to go, uh hunting somet-time?" He fervently hoped the answer would be a yes. Pretty she-cats like herself almost never talked to an ugly, scarred tom like him. And when they did, it was with pity. He hated that kind of pity. Maybe she wont have that kind of pity.

"Dont mind my, uh aquatince. He can be a jerk sometimes. I hope he didnt,uh, disturb you or anything?"
In his mind, Cougarsoul was clawing Silvereyes to shreds. A jerk is an understatement. How can he take every crush and possible mate away from me? He glanced at the she-cat beside him. the strong, heart-wrenching emotion he had felt towards many had not faded. If anything, it had grown stronger.

[br]I am a scruffy-coated she-cat with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and a missing tail. I am afraid of confrontations and do anything to avoid a fight, but I am a very good judge of character.
[br]My mother died giving birth and I was the only survivor in the litter.

Snake felt a touch of annoyance that the tom, to which he had just saved from a nasty scar, and this she-cat, to which he had helped saved... kinda.

Cougarsoul's temmper was out almost immediately. He tried calling after his kin, but to no avail. Cougarsoul saw him vannish into the trees and felt sorry for him. He'll find a mate... someday. Silently he wished the tom who spoke without thinking luck to find a she-cat to love. He turned to Lilaceye, waiting for her to say something.

Lionchaser blinked. A handsome tom had just talked to her. A feeling stirred at the pit of her stomach when he spoke. Not a bad feeling, but a good one. She wondered if this is what love felt like. Then he and his icy blue eyes ran towards the Shadwclan camp. His words were like honey in her ears; 'eyes like golden rings of fire'. Lionchaser's pelt grew hot with embarassment. Only now did she realize he'd complmented her. "Snowwing!" she called, half expecting him to pad out of the reeds.

[br]I am a scruffy-coated tom with passion in my eyes and large, widely set ears. I am always worrying about anything and everything, but I can tell an amazing story.
[br]My sister was killed by rogues.

Snake growled his annoyance and swiftly trotted away, his tail high. :(