Posts by FuzzFur10

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He thinks he's doing the best for his clan. Plus, it wouldn't kill her. It would just make he seriously sick

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Crowfire bounded over to Silver and dropped the mouse at her paws. "Eat up," he muttered.

Howlingkit sighed. Even though she hadn't said anything, he was pretty sure she was offended. The black didn't mean to hurt Featherkit's feelings, he really hadn't. Just to make her feel better, he asked, "Wanna go for a walk outside of camp?" He regretted saying this the moment the words left his mouth, but what was he supposed to say? 'Never mind. I didn't mean to ask you that?' Yeah, no. Howlingkit may be a strange kit, but he wouldn't be rude to other cats unless it was unintentional.

Crowfire turned away and smirked as he walked back over to Rosepaw. His plan had gone perfectly. Silver would be sick for a while, an that was gone with him.

Character Name: Nuttypaw

Character Age: 12 moons

Gender: She-cat

Alliance: ShadowClan

Rank: Apprentice

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Nutty has a light brown pelt, and her back paws do not have claws. She is blind in her right eye. Her fur is a matted mess, as she never takes the time to get all the knots out. It doesn't help that she has longer fur. The apprentices eyes are a dark brown that appear almost black, but her blinded eye is kind of clouded over. Her tail is extremely short, almost nonexistent.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): This feisty little she-cat does not really appreciate having company. She prefers hunting on her own and fighting on her own. Nutty is kind of on the mean side, but she wouldn't hurt another cat without a very good reason. She is questioning her loyalty to ShadowClan, and is thinking that maybe she should switch clans. As of right now, she would still fight for her clan, but we loyalty level is going down every day. She also doesn't have any friends in ShadowClan, which might be contributing to her uncertainty.
---Likes (at least 3): Sleeping, running, and swimming
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Hunting, fighting, and other cats
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Swimming and climbing
---Weaknesses (At least 3):Hunting, fighting, and socializing

History (8 or more sentences): Nutty has moved around a bit. She was born a kittypet, but she doesn't remember any thing about being a kittypet because her mother brought her and her brother to the forest and they all lived as loners. They had to fight a couple times, and once ran into a pack of dogs. Nutty and her mom escaped, but her brother was killed and Nutty got her eyes scratched and lost vision in it. Nutty began having emotional breakdowns immediately after. She tried to commit suicide to join her brother, but her mom stopped her just in time. Nuttypaw went off on her mother and left her. She eventually found her way to ShadowClan when she was 11 moons. She would've been a warrior by now had she been born into ShadowClan, but she needs work on her hunting and fighting. And she knows she can never be a full warrior with her blinded right eye.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): The whole day, Nuttypaw had waited to go hunting at night. She had been afraid that one of the warriors would say something and take her on a patrol, but none did. As the sun finally dipped down behind the horizon, she slipped out of the den. Even though she was questioning her loyalties, she knew she needed work on her hunting. The apprentice sprinted across camp to the forest, not stopping until the camp was well behind her. Panting lightly, she slowed to a walk and began to listen for any signs of prey. It was light enough that she could see what was in front of her, but not much else. Hearing a scuttling noise in a bush, she pounced, but missed by a long shot. She mentally hit herself on her head, mad at herself. How could she miss that easy prey? After a few more failed attempts at catching something, she slowly padded back to camp. When the brown she-cat got there, she grabbed a rabbit off the fresh-kill pile and pretended to drop something off. That way she wouldn't get in trouble for feeding herself before her clan.

Comments (optional):

Nuttypaw(Nutty) was supposed to meet her new mentor today. She didn't know who he/she was, but she was going to find out today. The light brown she-cat sat down beneath a tree, close to where she was supposed to meet her new mentor. It was going to be a challenge for her mentor because she was blind in her right eye. She had a short tail that was almost nonexistent, but she was still a pretty good climber.

•R•a•i•d•i•n•g• •C•l•a•n•

To apply, just state your charrie's name, gender, appearance, and rank!!

High Positions:
---Only HP cats will be posted---

RaidingClan Traditions and Customs:

Yup
Accepted

OOC Yeah you can play her mentor :)

Ok. We'll wait for more people :)

I have Nuttypaw of Shadowclan. She's a cat and can befriend Stormpaw. Obviously, they can't have a litter, but they could start to kind of like each other O_O Nutty is having trouble with clan life as she just joined, so a friendship would be good for her.

Nuttypaw was out on her own again, as usual. She didn't like interacting with other cats, so she was almost always out patrolling the borders. There was normally nothing, but today a faint sound reached her ears. Her ears twitched at the sound and she started towards it. "Who's there?" She called. It sounded like a kit, but why would a kit be alone in the forest?

You can, if you are willing to. I'm not the best at making threads

Nutty quickly located the kit. "Don't worry, I won't," she whispered, gently picking the kit up by the scruff. She brought Moonkit to a small makeshift den that she occasionally slept in. She flipped out a mouse and gently pushed it in the direction of the kit. The light brown apprentice didn't know if the kit was too small for real food, but this was all she had.

Nutty gently licked the kit's head. "It's alright," she whispered. She was purposely ignoring the other cats. The apprentice wasn't the best with cats, or kits for that matter, but she thought it would be better to calm the kit down before moving it again. Especially with a crowd.

Name: Devilishform
Looks: Anything realistic, but he prefers a to take on a dark gray or black. His eyes tend to be black.
Power- ( absolutely no power playing or fighting powers!) Examples of powers: Flying, Dissapearing, Darkness, and switchable- being able to switch appearances with another cat.) Devilishform can change his pelt color to anything, same with his eyes. It doesn't matter if he hasn't seen a cat, he can change no matter what.
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Other: I was thinking of a plot with him... He could get like power hungry and try to kill the deputy or leader?

well I didn't mean for him to actually kill the leader. Maybe just attempt or try to?

Eh. He would probably be fine with it, then just come back in another form... Possibilities are endless

Devilishform watched all of this from the outskirts of camp. He didn't get along well with others, and to stick to the shadows, his fur right now was black with a few patches of white along his legs. His Amber eyes darted around to all of his clan mates. Bored, he flicked his tail and padded away to go hunting.

Devilishform had been running a couple laps around camp for exercise after catching a couple pieces if prey, and as he jumped over a patch of bramble, he crashed into Hauntedstar. Turning from black to a red tabby in embarrassment, he muttered apologies in a rapid and frantic fashion, then took off again with his tail held low.

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Name~Shatteredpaw
Gender~She-cat
Rank~Apprentice
Age~8 moons
Personality~Shatteredpaw is very friendly to other cats, and can get along with almost anybody. But she hates it when cats tell her that she is doing something wrong, whether they are right or not.
Mate/Crush~ None
Parents~Unknown. She was dropped off as a kit.
Kits~ None
Questions~None
Other~Shatteredpaw's right hind leg is permanently maimed, hence the name "Shattered." She doesn't have to be full warrior; she's okay with helping out with things around camp. Oh, and Flickering Lights.