Posts by halftail

Oh ok, thanks

Yeah the problems resolved now :)
It can be accepted, yay :)

Okay all the plots back up and we still looking for others to join!
Hopefully the people who had been in the plot before stay with us, but if now oh well. We can try and find others.

Jerking her head back when another cat landing near her, Sparkle gasped, then cried with joy. This was the first time she'd seen another cat since she last saw her brother. Green eyes lighting up with joy she stuck her head through again, grining up at the she-cat.

"Hey, can you make that thing shut up?"

Shacking her head, she flicked her tail toward the tiny dog, "no, it never shuts up, even when I bite it or scratch it!" she meowed with a sigh. Tail waving high now she continued on, eating up the presence of another cat. "I'm Sparkle by the way! What's your name? Do you live around here? I do, but I used not to!" she meowed quickly, taking in a gasping breath when she was done.

It was difficult to talk to another cat when only your head stuck out the window and the rest of you was cramped up on a window seal. Shoving up at the window she winced when her sore shoulder protested. Flicking her ears out to the yard she continued, "have you ever heard of the Fire and Ice Cattery? That's where I come from, one day I'll bee there again.... Once I get out of here anyways......"

Really? That's cool. Yay! Now I can get the plot up and rollin

Michi @ I'm glad your still in with Nachi

Splinter @ I like your reasons (yes little brothers are annoying, lol). I'll let you have Little Words, and if we don't have any offers for Annoying Rat you can have him/her if you want.

She spared the departing tom only a glance before she turned back to the other two, a good frown on her face. She couldn't believe these cats would willingly come here, she couldn't wrap her mind around the fact that maybe some cats from the clans didn't like the clans. How could that be so?

"I don't get it! Didn't you leave friends and family behind? What about the loyalty to your clan!"

Taking her hint, Bronze looked away, his eyes mirrioring his disopointment. What a clever girl she was, he was glad he had taken her along. He had used the exact same thing on her, hopefully it worked with this she-cat.

"She's right.... I don't think you could help us.... maybe it was a mistake to come here...."

Moving around the Sunclan cat, with a predetitors pace, he kept his mix matched eyes on her, questions there in his eyes as well as answers. "But we could be wrong....." he paused letting his eyes move over her. "You don't look like much of a fighter.... And I'm not really sure about you intellagence....."

Sparkle grinned up at the Breanne, "nice to meet you Breanne!"

Tilting her head back toward the dog she hissed, but the annoying barking didn't let up. "I think it's stupid....." Shrugging she turnen back to the she-cat her eyes alight with excitment. "You don't know what a cattery is? That's wierd, so where are you from? The wild?"

Shoving up once again on the window Sparkle grunted, "Um.... Could you help me out of here?" she asked sheepishly.

Alarmed Kura stiffened, sorry? What did Bee have to be sorry about? Taking a stiff step forward Kura stared intently into Bee's eyes, "what's wrong Bee? Tell me."

Her voice was firm now, and her tail raised in bother alarm and demand. Somthing was wrong, something that seemed to Kura like she had no control over.

Fliping over onto his side, Sirius turned his bord hazel eyes onto the new comer. A she-cat to his misery. One he hadn't really ever talked to, but that was because he tried his best to stay clear of all she-cats. They were just so tiring and more then a little annoying, expecually when there tempers were riled.

"Hi."

The she-cat looked disturbed, as if just a moment ago a gaint rat had jumped out from around the corner and scared her before blowing up. Pretty far-fetched but, hey, it cold happen.

Not bothering to get up or nod to her, he rolled back onto his back, paws dangling again. "Hi," he mummured back in that lazy tone of his. If he was lucky the she-cat would go away. But his curiousity was eating at him and he had to continue, "so what's got you down?"

Ears perked, Flykit kept her imediant answer inside. She wasn't about to leave her father, even if it was to go to her fathers allies. Keeping her eyes to the ground she shifted uncomfortably, she just wanted to go home now. Maybe it had been a bad idea to come here after all, but then she was glad she had. She would hate to have stayed home and be so left out. Now all she had to do was pass word onto her siblings back at home so everyone would be well informed. If her father didn't do it first that is.

<blockquote>Since I'm always forgetting things I've decided to list all my important IC threads here, as well as other IC threads that are airn't mine, but just as important.
So Yay!</blockquote>

[size=4]My IC's[/size]

Cat Fighters Plot
Cat Fighter Laws (Not created yet)
Cat Fighter Cats (Not created yet)
Cat Fighter Lands (Not created yet)
Halftail' s Cat Center
Halftail's Kitten Center (Not created yet)
My Sweet Sanity
My Heart Will Go On Plot
Our Bloody Hearts Plot

[size=4]Other IC's[/size]
Leading his Children
Ragdollatopia Cattery
Fire And Ice: Bengal and Maines - a Subtle War

<blockquote>Yes I will be having more kitties in the future, however not untill after my four crazy loner siblings are killed off. I do already though have some idea about my future kitties, names and genders anyway.</blockquote>

[size=4]Born IC[/size]
My cat Freepaw will hopefully have a little when she's older, and when she does, I really want to keep one of them. He or she will be just like his/her mother. His/her name will be Onekit/paw?

Kura, the leader of the Cat Fighters, will have a litter in the future and I'll be keeping one of those kits as well. His name will be Naruto.

[size=4]Bio Created[/size]
I know I'll be creating a loner in the future going by the name of Kisami.

Plot N/A
Day created July 2, 2009
Name Smoothstep
Nickname N/A
Starting age 45 moons
Current age 49 moons
Gender Tom
Alliance Windclan
Position Warrior

Appearance Unusually tall, Smoothstep stands over many of his clan-mates, with strong lean legs. His face is broad, not a face one could call handsome, but his bright oval green eyes somewhat make up for that. His fur is nicely kept, short and a silver color, black specks along his sides and tail.
Defect(s)/Scar(s) A twisted scar runs across the side of his face, running from his torn right ear down to the side of his neck. The scar prevents him from talk to loud or for long periods of time.
Personality Like his name would suggest, Smoothstep is just as smooth and graceful with his words as he is with his paws. Yet it's his large expressive eyes that tell more then he could ever say. His self-sufficient and arrogant manner (plus his strange views of the world), usually aggravate those he talks to, however, he has unwavering trust and loyalty to all his clan mates. This sometimes results in him reckless jumping in to protect or help them. Some see this and label him as stupid, this is not true however, he is only dense (and super forgetful). and what he doesn't have in brain's he makes up for with courage and spirit.
History I was born in Windclan, my mother (Ravenwing), and my father (Jetblack) two strong and dependent warriors, that many looked up to. I was one of those many and as a kit I tried my best to teach myself all I needed to know to become a warrior. I had hoped then that if I trained hard enough as a kit they'd let me become a warrior early. But my kit ways had only seemed to amuse those around me. I like every other kit had to wait to become a warrior, but the waiting taught me patience (a little, but better then none).
When I became an apprentice and earned my new name Smoothpaw, I had felt so good! Nothing could make me feel bad after that. I strutted around like a rooster for moons. I guess that's were my arrogance comes from, and from the fact that I could out hunt my own mentor.
The time for me to become a warrior came all to quickly, apprentice life was the best, I remember almost telling the leader I hadn't wanted the position as warrior yet. But I had held my tongue. However some days I wish I had said it, some days I remember that terrible day and I wished I had never become a warrior.
Only a few sunrises after I had become a warrior I had went out hunting alone. I had wanted to impress the clan with my superior hunting skills. But I had forgotten the warning about the fox that had been seen, that had not yet been chased off. So as I hunted threw Windclan, I was surprised when a fox attacked me. I had known I was going to die, I had known that I alone couldn't take on the fox. But I fought anyways, every tooth and claw! But it wasn't enough. The foxes claws had raked down the side of face down to my neck (the same scar from the description). I was rendered unconscious. Surprisingly however I had not been killed. I woke several days later in the medicine cats den to discover that my mother and father had saved me. My mother had died. But my father was able to chase the fox away and drag me back to camp before he went for my mother. When he came back he died only hours later.
The weight of there lose devastated me and ever since I have frowned upon the day I became a warrior, angry at myself that I had not sad anything. But life goes on and so did I. However the fox left me with a scar, one that always reminds me. As does the damage it did to my voice.
Played history Solo hunting I stumbled onto a fight between two loners and a few of my clan-mates. Enraged I attacked to even the odds, the fight lasted a long while, the loners seem determined yet they didn't have a motive. When the attack was over I went back to camp.
A few days later I went on a hunting patrol with Honeypaw, a young she-cat I rarely talk to. We were attacked by a fox, dragging back up the memories of my deeply hidden past. We fended it off however and got away. Making it back to camp we warned the clan and saw the medicine cat.
It wasn't long after until I was back in shape and while at camp I intruded on a few of the clans apprentices conversation. And although I sensed they didn't want me there, I stuck around to annoy them. Finally leaving with my apprentice Burningpaw to train. Our training session went well and in the end I'm sure I taught him much, next time I'll make sure we get more done.

Parents names Ravenwing (mother/dead), Jetblack (father/dead)
Parents eye color Green (mother), yellow (father)
Parents coat color Silver tabby (mother), black and white (father)
Parents defects N/A
Sibling(s) Teetherpad (sister)
Other family N/A
Mate In the future, Fallingheart (played by arilia)
Kit(s) N/A
Apprentice Burningpaw (played by veggirl)
Friend(s) N/A
Enemy(s) N/A
Cat(s) killed N/A

Secret(s) N/A
Plan(s) for the future He's going to live a normal happy life as a Windclan cat, have a mate, have some kits. Yep, normal

Plot N/A
Day created July 2, 2009
Name Freepaw/spirit
Nickname N/A
Starting age 8 moons
Current age 12 moons
Gender She-cat
Alliance Shadowclan (former), Mansion
Position Apprentice (former), ?

Appearance She was gifted with an elegantly slim graceful and muscular build. She as a long narrow head and a straight profile, her eyes a brilliant amber are almond shaped, and her ears are large. Unlike the rest of her fur, the fur on her long tail is long, and her paws are webbed, like many Shadowclan cats. Her fur is cream colored, brown trickling on her tail and face.
Defect(s)/Scar(s) A jagged scar across her shoulder, nearly covered over with fur.
Personality Though her appearance seems perfect her attitude is not. Cursed with a strong impulsiveness, that more then not, leads the young cat into trouble, Freepaw can be a handful. Her spontaneous and free-willed ways are the bane of her existence, yet also the gift of her life. She's a cat who's proud of who she is and not afraid to say whats on her mind. But aside from being sharp-tongued she's also hot-tempered. Walking around without control, it's easy to set fire to her temper but hard to put it away. Goes to show she's without patience or care for most things, however, she is ardent to her clan leader and deputy if not the rest of her clan mates.
History I'm a pure blooded Shadowclan cat and I'm proud of it! I was born here eight moons ago, and in that time all I've seem to have done is get in trouble! I can't help it that I have strange impulse to do bad things, it may be my fault for acting on them, but I can't help that either, them seem like good ideas before I get in trouble! Anyways me and my sister Wisepaw, more like Coldpaw, were born to two Shadowclan warriors, our mother Shadefoot, and our father Deathgaze. But I don't care much for them! We never saw our father much as kits cause he never came to visit us, me and Wisepaw only found out who he was cause our mother told us! The only favor she ever did for us, other then feed us! She acted like she didn't care for us at all as kits or now as apprentices. but that's okay I don't need her.
When my and Wisepaw became apprentices (one the same day) it was the best! Getting our new names and stuff, I can't wait to start training!
Played history After getting into an argument with my sister I left the camp to go cool off. I had no intentions of leaving again only to hunt. But instead I got a run in with a loner, one who got on my nerves. So I attacked, only to be tripped by her and hit my head (she's s lying). When I woke up I was no where near home, that d**n loner had kidnapped me. Injuring me so I couldn't go anywhere!
But as the days passed and we travel on, I couldn't help but become friends with her. We were kind of alike her and me.
But on our travels we ran into these three cats, claiming they had to take us to there leader as hostages. Saying we would never be able to leave. I fought of course, but it was no use. They injured by shoulder and that left us usless.
We met there leader, though I can't ever seem to remember her name. She made my firend a kit-bearer, but I'm not sure what I am. I went to the raid to Sunclan with them so maybe I am a fighter? Maybe I should ask her later. But after the raid I left to hunt, I'm a better hunter then fighter anyways. No ones ever been able to hunt before then me back at home.

Parents names Shadefoot (mother), Deathgaze (father)
Parents eye color Yellow (mother), amber (father)
Parents coat color Cream point (mother), solid brown (father)
Parents defects N/A
Sibling(s) Wisepaw (sister/played by me)
Other family N/A
Mate In the future Discroll (played by wickedflame)
Kit(s) N/A
Mentor N/A
Friend(s) Deka (played by bracken)
Enemy(s) N/A
Cat(s) killed N/A

Secret(s) N/A
Plan(s) for the future She gets captured by Deka, taken far away from her Shadowclan home. Although they start out as enemies they soon become friends. They'll get captured by the mansion cats and froced to live there. Freepaw will fall in love with one of the cats and decide that she will stay there... forever.

Plot N/A
Day created July 2, 2009
Name Wisepaw/midnight
Nickname N/A
Starting age 8 moons
Current age 12 moons
Gender She-cat
Alliance Shadowclan
Position Apprentice

Appearance Unlike her beautiful sister, Freepaw, Wisepaw is quite plain. She's large and muscular (bulky even), her chest and shoulders are broad, with a very supporting neck and wedge-shape head. Her fur is fine and short a dark shade of gray, that's not quite black, ticked white. Her underside, including her chest, chin and paws are white also (a small white stripe between her eyes). Her eyes are amber like her sisters.
Defect(s)/Scar(s) N/A
Personality Just like in there looks, they have many differences in there personality as well. Unlike her Impulsive sister, Wisepaw is Wise, like her name states. Observant, this cat is more keen to her surroundings and the others in it then most, however she has little patience for anyone (other then her sister). Her cold and frigid heart is closed off to all (except her sister), however, she puts up a false peppy attitude when others are around. Just like her sister, however, she can be sharp-tongued when provoked as well as hot tempered. But she unlike her sister, has a great deal of patience and control over herself. Though her sister is ardent to there clan leader and deputy, Wisepaw feels no such loyalty to anyone (except her sister... again).
History She was born here in Shadowclan, her father a distant stranger, her mother only there to feed her and her beloved sister. They were nothing to there mother and she is nothing to them, Wisepaw wasn't sure about her sister, Freepaw. She gets into so much trouble, Wisepaw sometimes think she does it to get attention from their parents. But she won't talk about them if Wisepaw ever bring them up, and thats okay cause she hate talking about then. But days as a kit were boring, they keep us confided to camp, as if she need confinement! She knew how to fight at an early age and she was never afraid to use her claws or teeth on her own clan mates to practice. She watched the warriors keenly, she memorized all she could from them. However the she could never seem to stomach the company of the other cats, never understood why, but she doesn't.
Boring kit life past quickly for her, for which she was glad, now as an apprentice she could get out of camp and be alone.
Played history After fighting with her sister, the young Shadowclan she-cat paced the camp to cool off. Annoyed when another apprentice, Bloodpaw approached to talk to her. However he seemed to understand her more then he should and strangely he was breaking through the she-cats carefully braced defenses.
A few moons later the two go hunting, however Wisepaw is so worried about her sister that she can't concentrate and so she tells Bloodpaw she's leaving to go find her sister. He follows her.
Traveling to Thunderclan to began there searching there the two run into a patrol, though it almost seemed as if a fight would break out a Thunderclan apprentice mutter a answer to them and with that Wisepaw and Bloodpaw left.

Parents names Shadefoot (mother), Deathgaze (father)
Parents eye color Yellow (mother), amber (father)
Parents coat color Cream point (mother), solid brown (father)
Parents defects N/A
Sibling(s) Freepaw (sister/played by me)
Other family N/A
Mate In the future Bloodpaw (played by echo)
Kit(s) N/A
Mentor N/A
Friend(s) Bloodpaw
Enemy(s) N/A
Cat(s) killed N/A

Secret(s) N/A
Plan(s) for the future She will live a happy life, mildly unhappy at the loss of her sister. However after having a few litters she will find out that her sister is quiet happy in her new home and then she'll live peacfully.

Plot N/A
Day created July 2, 2009
Name Terror
Nickname N/A
Starting age 14 moons
Current age 18 moons
Gender Tom
Alliance Loner
Position Loner

Appearance Terror is a strong and powerfully built cat, with strong hindquarters and large, well rounded paws. His stocky build sets him apart from his brothers and sister who are all slimier and shorter. His large wide eyes, are yellow, a scar running over his left eye. His fur is long and thick, silver in color with black ticking, his small torn ears are white.
Defect(s)/Scar(s) A scar runs oner his left eye.
Personality From the moment of his birth this cat has been nothing but cold-blooded and demented, not bothering to hid it from those around him; Terror loves scaring and tormenting others, even those in his own family! Not having any patience or control of any sort in his nature he tends to be quite unpredictable, and dangerous to those around him. His vindictive ways combined with his easily triggered temper is a sight commonly seen, since many things tend to push this cat over the edge. Without much thought to his actions, Terror jumps into most things rashly (all brawns, no brains), however his "friends" think quite allot up there. Love, a happy peacemaker, and Murder, a plan-making killer. However, despite his craziness and his tendency to talk to himself, he is madly in love and devoted to Kill (his sister 0.0).
History He along with he's brothers and sister were born in the cold months of winter, their mother (Dashheart), had been left to defend herself by their father, a loner they have never met and must likely wouldn't. However they survived, all accept their mother that is. Seeing her too soft hearted, Terror and his brother Fatal killed her, it was for her own good, she would never have survived much longer anyway. It was a kind thing they did for her. Terror and her family stayed together, training, playing, hunting. Killing others. It seemed they all had that in common, killing others. They loved it, craved it. Except they all seemed bound to each other, and so they left one another alive, yet always there was a suspicion that the other would turn on them. All except Kill. Terror loved her, something he had never thought capable. She is the only reason he stays with the family, because she refuses to leave. She is their leader, and Terror would do anything for her. However no one must know of his love for her, Murder says they won't accept it.
Played history They move onto Freedom Fighter territory hoping to take over. However they soon forget about this ambitus goal and live there for a few weeks. He and his brother Savage and sister Kill wondered away from there home and tryed to kill a group of cats. They failed horribly.
After going back home for a shrot rest they set off again, heading into two cats in a barn, there next prey.

Parents names Dashheart (mother/dead), father unknown
Parents eye color Blue (mother), unknown
Parents coat color Long haired white (mother), unknown
Parents defects N/A
Sibling(s) Fatal (brother/played by me), Savage (brother/played by me), Kill (sister/played by me)
Other family N/A
Mate N/A
Kit(s) N/A
Friend(s) N/A
Enemy(s) N/A
Cat(s) killed Dashheart

Secret(s) He's in love with his sister
Plan(s) for the future Well I had planned for him and his siblings to live with the Freedom Fighters and also be killers, but I'm getting tired of playing them. So I'm either going to adopt a few of them out of have them killed off.

Plot N/A
Day created July 3, 2009
Name Fatal
Nickname N/A
Starting age 14 moons
Current age 18 moons
Gender Tom
Alliance Loner
Position Loner

Appearance Small in size and slim in build, Fatal is shorter then the rest of his kin, but this doesn't stop him from being the fastest of the four however. With a head that is taller then wide, erect ears, and a long slender neck. The back of his ears have ocelli, a central light band bordered by black; His short tail has black rings with a solid black tip. Black "tear-streak" markings run from the corner of his eyes down to the sides of his nose and whiskers. The rest of his fur is a warm brown and tan, with black and dark brown spots; His muzzle is white and his nose his pink (out-lined in black). His boomerang shaped eyes are a light brown.
Defect(s)/Scar(s) Two vicious scars running along his left flank.
Personality Like his brother before him, Fatal, is quite demented. Murmuring to himself, having sudden outburst's of rage, he too has no control over himself it seems. But however demented he is, he does not lack in intellect; This scheming tom seems to have many great plans for himself and his family. But aside from that, he has a deep sense of love toward his kin, an unwavering bond that on occasion shakes him into sanity. He tends to be receptive, giving him wider rangers of thought, unlike his narrow-minded brother Savage. There are times when he can be a total push over, but this is only when he is lost in his thoughts. And despite his demented ways he has a soft spot for kits.
History He was born in winter, a cold and isolated place in the middle of nowhere. But they survived, growing strong quickly; However seeing his mothers soft-heart Fatal and Terror killed her. They did it out of love, knowing her soft-hearted ways would one day get her killed. After wards the four stayed together, there leader was there youngest sister, Kill. She wanted them to stay together, "a family is only strong when they are one," she had said. He understood, he himself believed that and secretly he plotted a way to get him and his family into a larger position of power. A few moons after they moved to a new home, they were attacked by a badger, one that managed to rake it's claws down Fatals side (the same scars in the description). Ever since he has hated Badgers.
Played history Having been traveling away from his brothers and sister for a while he is heading back to them.

Parents names Dashheart (mother/dead), father unknown
Parents eye color Blue (mother), unknown
Parents coat color Long haired white (mother), unknown
Parents defects N/A
Sibling(s) Terror (brother/played by me), Savage (brother/played by me), Kill (sister/played by me)
Other family N/A
Mate N/A
Kit(s) N/A
Friend(s) N/A
Enemy(s) N/A
Cat(s) killed Dashheart

Secret(s) N/A
Plan(s) for the future While I had planned on having him in a plot with another member but she has dissapeared so he will share the same fate as his other siblings. Either be adopted out or killed off.

Plot N/A
Day created July 3, 2009
Name Savage
Nickname N/A
Starting age 14 moons
Current age 18 moons
Gender Tom
Alliance Loner
Position Loner

Appearance His body, thought short, is solid and muscular with a broad chest. His face, scared to the point were he is no longer handsome or even pretty to look at. He inherited there mothers medium long white fur; But he also inherited one of her blue eyes, his right eye is blind. His left eye is the same golden color his fathers eyes are. His nose is a bright pink.
Defect(s)/Scar(s) His face is extremly scared. His right eye is blind.
Personality Being narrow-minded is one of the many fall backs with this tom, along with his lack of brains. However unlike his younger brothers, Fatal and Terror, he has sanity and strength. But he does have the same uncontrollable temper his brothers have and loves taking it out on poor unsuspecting clan cats, who for some reason he resents. Savage doesn't seem to know right from wrong, or doesn't seem to care; His loathsome and immoral ways earn him many enemies (defiantly not alot of friends). He has a deep suspicion of every one around him, and often accuses his family of betraying him, yet he also feels a deep bond of love for them; For that reason he stays with them.
History He was born with his siblings in the cold months of winter, there mother a loving and caring rouge; His father a stranger. As he grew, however, he stopped caring or needing his mother. So when Fatal and Terror killed her he did not object, like they said it was for her own good. Having had a little more control of himself when he was younger and having a great love for mischief he would wonder the clan territories. It was there he met a young Windclan apprentice (Tornpaw), he fell in love with her, and she lead him to believe the same. However, on the day they were to run away together he stumbled upon her with another loner watching as she pledged her love to him also. In a rage he killed his love and the loner. Ever since then he has cursed the name of all other she-cats (except his sister).
Played history With his brother Terror and his sister Kill the three move into Freedom Fighter terriroty hoping to score leadership.
They talked with a few of the cats and have joined the Freedom Fighters, there dreams to take over forgotten. He and his brother Terror and sister Kill wonder away from there new home and try to attack a group of cats. They fail horribly.
After going back home for a shrot rest they set off again, heading into two cats in a barn, there next prey.

Parents names Dashheart (mother/dead), father unknown
Parents eye color Blue (mother), unknown
Parents coat color Long haired white (mother), unknown
Parents defects N/A
Sibling(s) Terror (brother/played by me), Fatal (brother/played by me), Kill (sister/played by me)
Other family N/A
Mate N/A
Kit(s) N/A
Friend(s) N/A
Enemy(s) N/A
Cat(s) killed N/A

Secret(s) N/A
Plan(s) for the future He will either be adopted out or killed off with his siblings.