Posts by Thunderkitty2

Shaking his head, Dusk didn't follow her. Was she slipping away? He watched her go and knew that he wasn't her, she has leaving him. Oh, the difference it made. Dusk lay down on the tough moss as his fur prickled with fury. How foolish had he been, falling for once again another she-cat! Resting his head on his front paws, curling his bristled tail around him he shut his eyes. He dram of Clear, her silky fur. And they were running, through a pond. On top of it! Running on water. And Clear started to sink and below the surface she screamed, "I can not swim!" As she fell into the grip of Blizzardclaw, as he dragged her down.

Just.... just POST!

OOC: If you want

Dusk leapt to her paws, when the ear splitting shriek rang through the air. Shaking away his dreams, he tumbled over his hefty paws and followed the noise. Feet bounding, heart racing, blood pounding in his ears, he had to save his beloved. "Clear!" He yowled. Then he came to the river, her head dunking under the waves, and each time she resurfaced she begged the sky for more and more air to fill her lungs. The pauses as she thrashed beneath water grew longer. Dusk could not swim. What could he do? He could not swim! The whirling wisps of river dragged her away from him. "Clear, I am so sorry this is happening to you. You led me on, showed me pathetic tears, and yet... I love you. I also hate you. And so, I will not kill myself trying to save you." He told her before she went crashing under. He couldn't do it. He wouldn't. "Good bye Clear." He yowled sadly...

Um... Sorry but this IS private and why are you reading this when we are competing in the first place? I am not reading yours. Please stay out of this. I might as well report you for posting on a private thread. This is none of your bees wax, and next time please contacting him OVER MESSAGE or through another thread.

Geesh.

HAY! How do you feel about me reading EVERYTHING than posting on it?

I didn't report you but this is pay back.

"Moo." Said Cloud

Unless you want other people to post then yes.

Hello. I am Thunder Kitty, from the Advanced Boards. Due to the low amount of replies, and members, I will continue to post here. I'm not saying to Role Play with me you must be advanced as well, but proper grammar and at least a paragraph, detailed and well written, will be required to be a mate of Whisper's. Thank you! Now, a short biography to start...

Name: Whisper

Gender: She-cat

Age: Eighteen moons (A year and a half)

History: Whisper was born into the warrior life style. Her mother was a loner and her father was part of Blood-clan, the clan she was born into. She saw the torturous ways of her clan and managed to escaped, full of fear and pain. She hated the blood, the fury of the warriors. She joined her mother, for moons until they were hunted down by her father and kept as prisoners to his clan. They wounded them, before sticking them into a damp cave and waited for them to starve. One day, the coast was clear. Her mother urged her to flee, and she did. She escaped with only a painful scar along her flank, deep and bloody. But her mother died, being attacked by Blood-clan for letting a prisoner leave.

Personality: After her childhood in the dark, she is skittish. Whisper trusts no one, and lets no emotion slip from the depths of her mind. She is strong, and lets no one know what she feels. But inside, she is dying, crying and feeling the utter pain that her life brought upon her. Beneath the tough interior there is a soft, loving cat that cracks jokes. But not even she knows it's there. So can you break through to her?

Appearance: Whisper is a calico, having a pattern of white fur, spotted with ginger, puddled with black and dappled with a soft gray among her tail and paws. Her eyes are blank, green and hiding years of sorrow. The liquid pools of emerald shine with a sadness that no cat can see. Her flank shows the deep pink, bare and bald scar, thrashed harshly on to it. She has a long slender body and a snake like tail.

Theme song: Stand in The Rain by Superchick.

Whisper was just a blur of fur as she zoomed, in the pursuit of the plump rabbit in front of her. She was a skilled hunter, and her heart pounded furiously as she gained speed, about to leap. She tightened every muscle, tensing and baring glittering teeth. In the moonlight that filtered through the thick foliage, shining her calico coat a deep silver. The breeze whistled through the golden leaves that dusted the ground, ruffling her fur. The rabbit was dead in the quick bite to the neck, and she held it proudly in the air. The salty metallic blood leaked down her throat and spat it out with disgust.

Summer forced Whisper's gaze back to her own by lifting it gently upwards with her tail. "Whisper, I am very sorry to hear that. But please, don't cry." She murmured, sadly. "Whisper. I want kits, but... I love she-cats. i mean, toms have never appealed to me. And I think I like you... a lot. And if you want kits and I want kits..." Summer rolled her eyes dreamily. "You know, maybe we could adopt." She suggested. "Maybe that will heal your past, just a bit. Together, we'll watch them grow..." Slowly she intwined tails with her friend. "Perhaps... as mates." She whispered under her breath, her tone barely audible.

Tee hee. Sorry.

Anyway, this'll be my final post until you choose so....

Cloud looked at her beloved. Her emerald eyes glitters like stars, shimmering in the dusky-dawn red light that loomed over them. A light drizzle fell over them, dappling her fur with light icy drops of rain. Her tufts of white fur now were slicked down, framing her slender figure. Her slim tail wiggled nervously like a snake behind her as she shuffled her paws, but did not resist the eye contact. "Bluefire, I know what the pressure... I know that you have to choose, and whatever you do choose, well, it might not be me. Probably not. But, just know this, hold this forever like I'll hold our warm embraces for the rest of our lives. I love you. And I say this with so much emotion, love doesn't describe. But that is all I can say. And so, I love you. I love your humor, your laugh, your walk your talk, your eyes, your attitude, the bravery you hold, and so much more!" She exclaimed, tears swelling. "Your bravery... your past... the affection I hold is..." She sighed and finally broke the stare. She just couldn't explain it. "Just say you love me to, and leave me already." She cried softly.

Flamefeather's thick fur dragged her down slightly as she leapt into the river. She created a small ripple of waves, her supple body shivering as she flung herself into the ever so alluring water. She blinked her emerald colored eyes underwater. Being her best feature, they glittered like the water she tumbled underneath and looked like liquid pools of green. Her ginger fur glowed like a fire, matching her huge personality. She burned like a flame, come to close and she'll burn you. But if she is kind enough not to lick your paws with her burning fury, she will warm you with her tender heat. She blinked a few times as she surfaced, the murky water leaking into her eyes. She shook herself like a wet dog and saw the other warriors enjoying the swim on the crisp day. Leafs dotted the water like lily pads, golden and red. She moved gracefully over to them, purring a swift greeting to the handsome tom. And to the she-cat that was smothering his with her affection, she shot a glance that burned the words in her mind: Stay off this tom. He's mine.

Silvershadow slipped into the empty moss patch beside the alluring she-cat. The crisp Lead-fall night brought golden leafs that dappled the clearing like flowers. The breeze was ever so slight, ruffling his gray fur that shone a bright white in the moon light that filtered through the thick foliage. "Hello." His voice was like honey, drizzling over the cat, thickly and sweetly. "What are you doing out so late?" He shivered, his thick coat not helping him in the winds. He shuffled his paws and remained eye contact, honestly curious of this unknown clan mate.

I see you already have a thread, but maybe I still have a chance? Please? :)

Character name: Blazecloud

Character age: 17 moons

Gender: She cat

Alliance: Thunderclan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance: Blazecloud is very tiny, her frame delicate and fragile. Which, you'll soon learns, says nothing of her flaming personality which matches her thick, short ginger coat. She has a small pink nose, flecked with black specks. She is a complete, red pelted she-cat with a few scars she remains proud of. She has a torn left ear and a jagged, pink bald line ripping across her stomach. Her fur is just slightly smudged with gray in some major spots such as the tail, paws or belly. She has deep emerald eyes that are always showing emotion. They are her best features, like liquid pools of green. Her whiskers are unusually long, but her figure is slender and supple. She is well muscled and her tail is like a smooth, cobra or snake.

Personality: As I said before, her personality and attitude remains the same fire red color as her coat. She is exactly a flame: Get to close without caution and she'll burn you. But if you get around to her, she'll warm you. Just be careful. Her flame can lick your claws and scar them, as in, stay away if she doesn't like you, because she has a venom filled bite. But her heart is big, and she loves standing up for herself and whoever she loves. She doesn't take nonsense, so she'll defend herself, or you, in a split second. She is graceful and elegant and quite beautiful, and it fools some people. She won't feel sympathy for you, so no sobs stories faze her. For she has her own past....

Likes: Hunting, sunning on the boulders, basking in warm light, enjoying the wild.

Dislikes: Water, pesky cats, most other cats, bossy people (though she is pretty bossy herself)

Strengths: Rabbit hunting, smooth talking, tree climbing

Weaknesses: Swimming, rain, staying out of trouble, closing her trap, trusting

History: Born as a kittypet, she was very unsatisfied with her life. She accepted it, eating the dry pellets, staying confined to indoors. Until one day she caught a squirrel, when she had escaped from the house and leaped from the fence into the woods. She felt that breeze on her fur, and felt the blood from her kill, and she knew where she belonged. But she had to leave her family behind. The petty life of a house cat was no more, when she decided. To this day she misses her mother, but her faith and loyalty never shook. Living as a loner for so long, she was abused and shooed away, if not attacked by clans. She stumbled upon Bloodclan once, luckily only escaping with a torn ear. Until she found her clan, which she joined happily. But now she wants her own kits and her own mate...

Woah. Silvershadow flinched away from the she-cat. Sure, he was no handsome, rugged tom but she should at least consider his attempt to be friends. She returned the glare and mocked a Shadowclan stalking hunch. "I am like a Shadowclan warrior. I live in darkness." He hissed, faking a very weak snarl. He failed and stoods back up chuckling at his attempted low growl. Then he saw the she-cat's annoyed expression and looked around, foolishly. 'Yeah, maybe I should go..." He muttered under his breath. Harsh!

"Hello..." She purred cheekily at the tom. She blushed faintly as she pretended to check her fur. "Oh, I am such a mess! You must excuse me." She mewed, faking a polite and embarrassed shocked meow. She continued to wave her elegant tail, showing off her elegance to the tom. He was quite handsome, and the consideration of a River clan mate came to mind once again. She wanted one, and maybe this tom could be it. She giggled at the tom's awe stricken face. She knew she was gorgeous, her ginger fur glimmering and shining, wet from the river. The current lifted pebbles that danced around her paws.

On the thread you made, you mean? *Looks around stupidly.*
Sorry.

Summer let out a laugh that sounded like sunshine. "Okay!" She purred, nuzzling the pretty she-cat back, intwining slender tail with slender tail. She grinned at Whisper, curious eyes gleaming. "It sounds fantastic.., but when shall we do it?" She murmured softly. "I mean... as soon as possible?" She asked.

OOC: Yes!

Flamefeather's expression dropped. Mates? Really? She scoffed silently and started to grin politely and paddle away. Mates! Pahtew! That she-cat didn't deserve him. She though this bitterly, scrunching her face as if tasting crow food. "I guess I'll be going then." She mewed quietly. Of course, alone again. As always. Lonely, sad, and misfortunate.

:P

OOC: I think I am supposed to post here... Hope so...

IC: Blazecloud saw the depressed looking tom hunched over by a tree. A pretty female was towering over him, cooing words in his sulky face. Blazecloud rolled her green eyes and continued washing herself, swiping a paw over her ear. But she glanced again at the handsome ginger tom, almost wild looking and had to stop herself from padding over and listening to his story. The passion that radiated of him was killing her, and being oh so dramatic, she hungered to find out his past. She watched from beyond, her tiny frame wiggling as she watched the two. The dusty clearing was dappled with golden leafs, like a pond with lily pads. The slight breeze that ruffled her fur made her red glowing coat stand in tufts. Slowly, she padded over, her small paws sort of bouncing as she walked over. The interesting cat had pulled her in.

"Hey." She said casually. "Um... what's happening?" She asked, kind of half smirking half frowning, trying to look uninterested. She stood on her toes, her ears tingling as the chilly wind froze the tips.