Silentwhisker-Pro-Shadowclan-attacking no one- allowed to severly injure and cripple-no kill
Silentwhisker crouched with tense muscles in preparation to strike at any wolf that got within her sight. She hissed, showing her small, sharp teeth and waited with impatient swipes of her tail.
Bane flicked his tail with long sweeping motions as she padded closer to the assembling group. He was still just a newcomer and he was determined to show these cats that he would do anything for his newfound alliance. "I can come." he mumbled, sitting down near enough to be counted among those going out.
----- [size=13pt]About Me![/size]
Display Name| riley101attlee
Activity| I am mostly on at nights during weekdays. Afternoons and evenings during weekends. So about 6/10
Muse| 8/10, but it may change according to what happens.
[color=navy]----- [size=13pt]About [Volatilekit][/size]
[color=black]Volatilekit-Volatilepaw-Volatileclaw|
Gender| Tom
Sexuality| Straight
Appearance|
Simple| A small, fluffy kit with long black and white fur and pale yellow eyes.
Detailed| Volatilekit is one of those cats who could be considered runts because of their small builds. His fur is long and always sticking out in different directions, mostly because of his lack of cleaning. His pelt is jet black and the only thing that distinguishes him from a shadow is the pale white spots that dot his chest, paws, and tail tip. His ears are small and delicate and his tail is extradonarily long and in constant motion as if it has a mind of it own. His eyes are the palest of yellows and always appear to be shining with some kind of hidden emotion, suggesting that he is more wiser than others give him credit for. Personality| His plain appearance does nothing to even contribute to the wild personality that this kit possesses. Volatilekit lives up to his name by being exactly that, he is volatile. Any little thing could change one of his best days into his worst and he does have probably one of the worst tempers ever known. Other than that, he is actually pretty sweet and one of the most adventurous cats you will ever know. He doesn't appear to be afraid of anything and will likely be the first to try something even if their is danger involved. He has an extra soft spot for his family and kits, in fact, a cat who is mean to either his family or any kit is likely to get the brunt of Volatilekit's anger.
Powers/Disorders?| Yes, he has Panic Disorder which leads him to have a lot of panic attacks that he tries to keep hidden most of the time.
RP Sample| Volatilekit slid through the undergrowth, his haunches tense and his ears angled and alert. He had one mission in his mind, a mission to cross the border and see what lies behind the familiar space of Riverclan. He had taken many trips like this before but they usually always ended with him in serious trouble. Yet, he had learned a little bit more about Riverclan each time he went which is what finally brought him to this point. The point at which he wanted to see more.
Pulling himself forward, he approached the stream at the very edge of the territory and paused, waiting. "Here goes nothing." he mumbled, crouching before the rushing water that was the one obstacle that lay between him and so many new things to discover. With a final twitch of his ears, he launched himself forward with the intention that he would make it or at least get hurt trying.
Plots| I plan for Volatilekit to actually have a normal kithood for the most part and have his troubles start when he becomes an apprentice. Because of his temper, I plan for him and his mentor to have a strained relationship and by the time he becomes an warrior, he is pretty bristly. He will become more protective of his family as time goes on and if he catches anyone saying anything bad about them he will attack, leading many cats to think he is nothing but an evil, hostile warrior. Im still working out where he will go from there.
Password| Red Rum or Total Axe, up to you.
Other Sorry for writing a lot in my RP sample, I tend to get kind of carried away when I have an idea.
Other| If you do not like my plot idea then please tell me and I will be happy to come up with a different one. ^^
Finished and thanks Wonderland!!!! ^^
Fallow padded slowly towards the playground, his face a mixture of amusement and excitement as he made his way to the source of all fun and games in this place. His dark grey pelt was ruffled with the prospect of actually being able to play without being yelled at for being too rough and his golden eyes shone out with pleasure. Dipping his head slightly to Miriam, he preceded to sit down gracefully and wrap his fluffy tail around his still soft paws, assuming that she wanted them to listen to her before they got to the actual playing part of this party. He put his usual blank, bored face on and tried to look like he didn't care about anything but himself. Truthfully, he loved everything that happened here but he dared not show his excitement to anyone.
His ears twitched in mild surprise at being acknowledged back. "You know me, always excited. I would love to help though." he mewed before washing down the fur on his shoulder and racing forward to the swing set poles. He studied them for a moment before clumsily climbing up to sit beside Miriam. Fallow swung his long tail back and forth in a sort of lazy delight, his eyes shining with the wonder that this amazing viewpoint brought him. He had never really been up to this part before, preferring to stay low and only climbing up occasionally to race other kits using the slide. "Its nice up here." he mumbled.
He paused to consider the question thoughtfully for a moment before crossing slowly over to left side. Bane's sturdy, low body was perfect for keeping his balance in combat and he enjoyed it much more then hunting. He sat down serenely and shuffled his paws lightly so he wouldn't scrape his pads.
He nodded politely to the deputy, but softened it by putting a huge goofy grin on his face. Before he could do anything to really embarrass himself, he took off after his hunting partner to see what he could catch. Bane hopefully wondered if it would be a cat and if he could possibly use his claws but he stopped that thinking after a heartbeat and reminded himself that whatever happens would happen.
Sorry for being so late... anyways thanks and congrats everyone!
Volatilekit squirmed through his siblings, only aware of the warmth in front of him that instinct told him was his mother. The small black kit blindly bumped and jostled his other siblings in his haste, only stopping when he finally succeeded in getting to his destination. With a loud mewl he announced his victory and pressed his nose into his mother's warm fur where he began to suckle quietly.
Volatilekit, who was curled up asleep in his own part of the bedding, opened one yellow eye lazily. His siblings and mother were disturbing his nap now and his fur bristled ever so slightly in his hazed annoyance. Before he could demand what the big fuss was about, he caught sight of Carnivalpaw and tottered to his feet immediately, annoyance already forgotten. He scrambled clumsily to stand next to his mother and looked up at the bigger tom with huge eyes. "Hi!" he squeaked, his tail flitting side to side in excitement. "Who are you?"
Mora was for once in her life bored and this was something that did not bode well with her or for anyone else around her for that matter. When she got bored her attitude tended to take a turn for the worse and it was usually the time when she got into all her arguments and pranks. Her eyes narrowed already with the thought of what she could do to pass the time in an most eventful manner. Finally getting an idea, she rolled out of her bed and patted her bulldog on the head to let her know that it was time to go. "We are off to find a wonderful way to pass the time." she told the sleepy dog, her mind whirling with all the things she could do before she would most likely get caught.
Volatilekit's excitement quickly diminished back into irritated annoyance as he sensed Aven become uncomfortable. "Stop it Muddykit." he hissed suddenly, using a harsh tone that he rarely used on any other kit much less his own family. His black fur bristled slightly as his annoyance turned to anger and his anger into a rushing torrent of slight hatred. "You are going to scare Aven away and then he will never come back."
He kept his mouth shut in a sort of half scowl, not bothering to join into his sibling's conversation. His mood was still sort of sour and his thoughts whirled in an unending torrent as they chased each other round and round. Volatilekit was determined to sit where he was until Aven who he guessed he should now think of as father came back. Besides, there was nothing to do in the nursery besides sit around and talk like they were already in the elders den.
His small ears twitched once at the retreating footsteps of his siblings before he reverted into a more comfortable crouch. His glowing yellow eyes closed halfway as he thought out what he would do once he was an apprentice. A small smile appeared on his muzzle as he imagined himself able to go anywhere he wanted and not get yelled at for doing so.
Splashfoot couldn't help but stare at the grizzly as it casually padded into the gathering. Her small ears twitched nervously and she almost got up and moved further away, before realizing it would be rude to do so and also a show of cowardice. 'No, I'll stay right here and walk out like a calm warrior instead of a fumbling kit.' she thought, already flattening her fur in an attempt to hide her panic.
Splashfoot glanced around at the variety of cats around her. The still young warrior wasn't quite used to all this as she was normally exploring Shadowclan territory tirelessly as if it had some new secret. After the death of her mother and mentor she had rarely even broken out of the forest to go into camp. Now here she was not only surrounded by Shadowclan cats that she was barely familiar with but all the other clans too.
Wander tried not to stare at the discarded turkeys with horror. Hadn't her mother always told her that prey was not to be discarded? Letting out a small sigh, she looked up from the turkey lying at her paws and tried to focus on a another bird, favorably a live one. She forced herself to focus on a turkey across the arena that was flapping around with a great deal of noise and was probably already killing itself in the process. She crouched carefully, keeping her small tail off the ground and moving her paws with as much grace as she possessed.
"This is going to be easy." she mumbled, trying to reassure herself with every little step she took towards the big bird.
When she finally got to a suitable distance from the bird that would surely earn her some respect from those who teased her for her wandering mind, she froze. She tensed her petite shoulders and leaped at the bird.
Wander slammed into her own turkey head on, accidentally misjudging the distance it took to clear the huge bird. She fell ungraciously onto the ground and looked up dazed at the now very angry bird. It let out an agitated gobble before racing off in the other direction, its feathers flying the whole time. "Great." she hissed under her breath before taking off after it, hoping to at least catch it before it got into someone else's way.
Volatilekit's ears flicked and he snorted slightly in disgust at his littermate's lack of interest in the loner. 'Do they find anything interesting at all?' he muttered, already wondering if he really was related to these far different cats. Then he seemed to snap back to reality and began to halfheartedly scold himself for even daring to think badly of the only family he had. 'Well no matter what I am still not going in the nursery.' he thought stubbornly, already closing his eyes again.
