Posts by tasmanian

Ravenclaw, a very handsome black tom, walked up with a grin to the freshkill pile, noticing it was very low. He glanced at Deathclaw with his lime green eyes, and said;

“Wanna go on a patrol with me?”

She glanced up at him with bright blue eyes, a smiling spreading over her muzzle. Ashenpaw jumped at him, trying to playfully tackle Zebrapaw to the ground.

Splotchheart, a very handsome grey tabby, padded up to the three, smiling gently at the she-cat.

“Hey guys .. Wanna go on a patrol?”

He asked, his icy blue eyes gleaming in a friendly way. Sure, the she-cat was cute, but he didn't even know her. Maybe if they bonded, Splotchheart would decide.

Masquerade, a handsome silver tabby, padded up with a kind, gentle smile towards Neon.

“’Ello love.”

He meowed in his seductive purr, his blue eyes gleaming.

Splotchheart narrowed his icy blue eyes at Pepperstipe, his lip threatening to curl back in a snarl. But they didn't.

“Excuse me; I organized the patrol. It'd be nice if you didn't take over the grouping plans.”

He glanced over at Corncry, giving her a sympathetic smile.

“And besides, I believe we should let Corncry here decide. You two have ignored her presence completely turning your glare fest.”

The young tom said.

Yep. xD

She laughed softly, trying to get off as much dust as possible. Ashenpaw glanced back up at him with her crystal blue eyes, and then began to laugh once more.

“Now it's more like I'm Dustypaw ..”

She smiled up at him, and laughed, too. Ashenpaw went over at poked the kitty with her tag before running off.

“Tag, you're it!”

She kept running until she knocked into Rowanpaw's side, falling to the ground. The tabby looked up at him with guilty blue eyes.

Name: Flick
Age: 21 moons
Clan: CometClan
Appearance: A handsome silver tabby with minty eyes
Personality: Somewhat flirty, nice, protective, charming
Other: British accent

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He smiled up at her, his mint-colored eyes gleaming with admiration.

“I'll go with you, love.”

Flick said in his thick British accent.

A cute black apprentice padded up to Snowpaw, a small vole in his jaws. He smiled at her, lying the prey down at her paws. He thought that she was really pretty.

“Hi .. I'm Gorgepaw.”

She glanced over at Zebrapaw, and blushed full of embarrassment. Standing up, Ashenpaw looked up at Rowanpaw with wide blue eyes ..

“Sorry ..”

The brown tabby murmured, licking his cheek before running away from Zebrapaw.

She smiled at the cute tom and bounded off towards the territory, her blue eyes gleaming.

His amber eyes widened in surprise at the lick, before he smiled and purred back. He licked her forehead softly before saying in his soft voice,

“Y-You're welcome, Snowpaw.”

She stopped, sat on the den floor, and turned around to face him.

“Nothing's wrong.”

She glanced at him with a teasing smile. Yeah, she was a little flirt, not too much, though. Darkheart purred in amusement,

“You choose.”

She tilted her head with a small smile,

“I thought we were playing tag ..”

Ashenpaw said softly.

He shrugged before glancing at her with a smirk.

“Whereever you wish, m’dear.”

Flick said with a smooth, seductive purr. He glanced at her with his mint eyes, admiring how pretty she was. Definitely a keeper, no?

“I can't; I have a disability.”

Darkheart purred seductively, her words obviously said to tease him. The black warrior pressed against Darkstorm's flank, trying to goof off a bit.

She purred in amusement before running after him. Ashenpaw couldn't run as fast as him, but she was pretty quick.

She smirked softly,

“Near RiverClan border? I'm good at fishing .. But we don't have to hunt, if you want.”

Darkheart said simply, glancing at him with sparkling blue eyes.

Flick smiled softly at her, his silver whiskers twitching in amusement.

“How about the outskirts, dear?”

He proposed, licking her ear.