Posts by Peachstripe109

Traits: I am a a bristly furred Tom with lively eyes and a small build. I am very forgetful, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other cats.

History: I come from a long line of loners who have always lived wild and by our wits and strength.

Traits: I am a a short-coated she-cat with large eyes and a white locket of fur on my chest. I am very sensitive to criticism, but no matter what, my heart is in the right place.

History: My brother was killed by rogues.

To make it as real as possible, I need some genetics done for my novel. I will pay 50 FK per #. Also, the cats under the genetics are NOT the same cats as the colors above (in most cases), so don't think Flame is White/Black head, paws, tail. Last thing: DO NOT STEAL THESE GUYS!!! These are my original characters for my novel, so please don't steal. Thank you for listening! :)

1. Albino x Fawn tabby
Swan x Sand Dune=4 kits

2. Silver Chinchilla x Cinnamon
Lilypad x Unknown tom=2 kits

3. Cinnamon x Ebony
Brick x Star=3 kits

4. Chocolate tabby x Chocolate tabby/White van pattern
Stick x Winks=3 kits

5. White x Ebony
The Prophet x Unknown she-cat=2 kits

6. White/Black back of head, paws, tail x Ginger tabby
Flame x Rouge=6 kits

7. Chocolate Tabby/White van pattern x Gray-brown torbie
Thornbush x Bird=4 kits

8. Blue Point x Seal lynx point
Rain x Wave=2 kits

9. Blue tabby x Black tabby
Lace x Riptide=5 kits

10. Silver Bengal x Black Tuxedo
Moon x Moss

Thank you, Patchtail! This helped a lot.

Traits: I am a a shaggy furred she-cat with deep, thoughtful eyes and six toes on the left front paw. I tend to get in trouble a lot, but I would never intentionally hurt another.

History: My mother died giving birth and my father blamed me for her death.

Traits: I am a a soft furred she-kit with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and rounded ears. I lose my temper very easily, but I would never intentionally hurt another.

History: I was found lost and wandering as a kit and brought here.

Traits: I am a a fluffy she-cat with vivid eyes and a half-length tail. I am always blabbing and cannot keep a secret, but I am a very good tree climber.

History: I was born the runt of my litter. I've had a hard time keeping up with the other kits.

Traits: I am a a soft-coated she-cat with mysterious eyes and a limp of the right front leg. I panic at the littlest thing and flip out, but no matter what, my heart is in the right place.

History: My father was killed by a cat from BloodClan.

Traits: I am a a bristly furred she-cat with mellow eyes and a small, compact body. I panic at the littlest thing and flip out, but I am smart and clever.

History: My sister was killed by her former mate.

Traits: I am a a long pelted she-cat with large eyes and a round face with a snub nose. I have a big ego and think I'm better than others, but I never tell a lie.

History: My half-sister mysteriously disappeared when I was a kit.

Traits: I am a a short pelted she-cat with lively eyes and a round face with a snub nose. I am deathly afraid of water and will never enter any water, but I am a good fighter.

History: My best friend was murdered by an unknown cat.

Traits: I am a a short furred, battle-scarred she-cat with mysterious eyes and six toes on the left front paw. I can't hunt very well, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other cats.

History: I had a fight with my best friend and then they disappeared. I have never been able to forgive myself or stop looking for them.

Traits: I am a a fluffy she-cat with determination in my eyes and a stub of a tail. I'm lazy, taking any excuse to sleep in and avoid my duties, but I am loyal to the Warrior Code to the very end.

History: I came here from a fallen tribe.

Will be doing a detailed biography soon.

Name of Apprentice: Cipher
Warrior Name: Almost Ciphersnow, but she objects at first. She then is named Ciphersnow.
Two Values/Virtues: Quick-thinking and pride.

Ciphersnow uncomfortably shifted in her spot.
"D-do I have to have a new name?" she quietly replied to the African Wild Dog. Her pelt was hot with embarrassment. What true warrior would question their awaited warrior name?

Traits: I am a a very long-furredtom with exotic-looking eyes and a round face with a snub nose. I tend to get in trouble a lot, but I learn very quickly from my mistakes.

History: My brother was killed by a badger.

Traits: I am a a bristly furred she-cat with a joyful look in my eyes and a half-length tail. I panic at the littlest thing and flip out, but I am a good fighter.

History: My father was killed by a cat from BloodClan. My mother has been raising us to hate BloodClan ever since.

Traits: I am a a glossy furred she-cat with large eyes and long, abundant white whiskers. I am always worrying about anything and everything, but I am a very good judge of character.

History: My mother was killed by a cat from ShadowClan. I was an apprentice at the time, and left the Clan. I left about 7 human years ago.

~~{I Left Many Moons Ago}~~

I need a semi literate-to-literate roleplayer to roleplay Battlepaw, an old, worn out lilac ticked tabby she-cat, who left her Clan seven years ago, after her parents, all her remaining family members, friends, and her mentor were violently killed. She was almost a warrior at the time, having a half moon in training to go. Here is her picture:

She has one known daughter so far, and I will be playing her. Her name is Lilac, named after her gorgeous, marbled coat. Other offspring of Battlepaw may appear in later times.

Plot: Coming Soon!

So, here's the form. As soon as you can, start roleplaying. I want this to be a VERY active thread!

Form:

Name (MUST be Battlepaw for the position of Battlepaw):
Age (In human years/months):
Personality:
Pic (Possibly from Avatar Maker):
History (optional, for Battlepaw, just copy and paste the history from previously):
Other:

Now post away!

Sunny panted, her fever getting the best of her. For three days she had traveled, catching a dreadful fever on her second day of the journey. The lilac tabby she-cat gazed wearily at her paws, wishing she could end it all. I want my Twolegs. She regretted ever leaving her Twoleg Nest, even if she was this close to the "Clan". The ailing she-cat weakly looked up, expecting to see nothing more than the dry grass she had seen for the past two days. What she saw astounded her.
The red barn Smitten had told her about laid right before her. Her deep copper eyes stretched wide, and a small, feeble smile spread across her face. She saw cats dotting the surrounding area. She confidently strolled through the crowd, her head held high. But it seemed that something was amiss with the many cats.
Scowls spread across their faces, and their tails were twice their sizes. Their spines were arched and their hackles were raised. They spit at her when they noticed her neon yellow leather collar, and their eyes were filled with hatred. Nonetheless, Sunny kept padding along weakly. The large boulder on the western bank of the pond seemed like years away. Thinking of the trek there, she felt dizzied. She winced, digging her long claws into the ground. She just had to make it there!
Almost halfway there, Sunny took a deep breath. In less than a moment she started to sprint to the boulder, to the the surprise of the WindClanners. Cramps seized her body, and she started to gasp. "I . . . have to . . . make . . . it!" she gasped between breaths. She abruptly stopped at the large boulder, shivering and shaking. She felt her paws quivering feebly, panting, and looking down at her shaking paws. She heard a far away voice, fuzzy and unidentifiable. Hesitating, she looked up, expecting another angry warrior. It was the legendary Cinderstar, the one Smitten told her about.
[color=maroon]"I wish to join, Cinderstar."