Posts by Bluebird362

Counterpoint blinked open his eyes and gave a little smile. "Yes, very much." He answered, taking in the strong scent of the catnip around them. Maybe he could just eat a little more.

[ooc; So sorry for the late reply!]

Counterpoint nodded. "No claws or teeth." Experience was a god thing to have, but injuring each other would only cause problems. He thought for a moment about her second question. What should they start with? Training others was a new thing for him. "How about you come at me and show me what you've got? Then I can correct whatever needs correcting and show you some different moves."

[ooc: So sorry for the late reply!]

"Aren't you going to have any?" He asked, but obeyed and began eating more catnip. It was quick to take effect and pretty soon he had a hazy look to his normally bright green eyes.

After he was done eating Jumoke rubbed a paw across his muzzle in an attempt to remove the blood and sighed at seeing the crimson on his leg. Now he would need to find some water to wash that off. He'd always been a messy eater and the lack of a tongue only made it worse. It didn't do much for his appearance either. His short silver tabby fur was scraggly and held dirt, grass, and bits of twigs and leaves that he couldn't shake out. But he had stopped caring much about that a while ago. It wasn't like he had anyone to impress, anyway.

The young Egyptian Mau fluffed his fur against a cool breeze and was about to go find Audrey, when the the gentle gust of wind brought the scent of another cat to his attention. Paranoia instantly set in. It wasn't any scent he recognized, but whether that was a good or a bad thing was still to be determined. Probably a good thing, He decided. His eyes narrowed in suspicion as he crouched down and looked around. It smelled like the other cat was nearby but he couldn't spot it. So hopefully he wasn't being stalked.

Forgetting about retrieving his mouse friend, Jumoke slunk off into the undergrowth in search of the other feline. He followed the scent to a willow tree and slipped around the trunk. The owner of the scent was definitely right there. He ducked down behind one of the large roots and cautiously peered over the top of it. The sight of a Siamese she-cat grooming herself met his eyes. She didn't look like she meant trouble, but you could never be too sure. He sat there silently, vibrant green eyes studying the dainty she-cat carefully. Socializing with another cat was something he hadn't done in a while. He wasn't sure exactly how to go about it now. And it would be even more difficult since he couldn't really speak.

[ooc; It's totally fine ^^ My muse fluctuates constantly, so sometimes I'll write a lot and sometimes a little]

He giggled and flopped over onto the ground before rolling around a bit. "I love catnip," He sighed dreamily, flashing her a bright smile.

Sleeping in trees wasn't the best idea. This was something that Jumoke had learned the hard way, although that didn't stop him from doing it most nights. And today would be one of the days that would remind him of the reason sleeping on the ground was a much better idea.

Green eyes snapped open in alarm as the young tom rolled over, only to feel nothing but air beneath his paws. A startled yowl erupted from his maw as he suddenly found himself plummeting to the ground below. He landed on his paws with a soft thud and eyes wild with surprise. It took a moment for him to realize where he was and that he was totally fine, not under attack or in any danger. He sighed and shook himself. Sleeping so high up in the air made him feel more safe than on the ground, but being startled awake by falling was certainly a drawback.

A squeaking laugh caught his attention and the silver tabby looked up to see Aubrey laughing at him. He scowled at the mouse as she scurried down the tree trunk to join him. "You should have seen the look on your face!" She giggled, speaking in cat. Jumoke scowled and swatted a paw at his friend before finally noticing the presence of another cat nearby. He froze like a deer caught in the headlights as he took in the sight of a blue she-cat eating a bird, not three fox lengths away. Audrey tilted her head curiously and turned to meet the same sight as Jumoke. She also froze for a moment before darting behind one of her cat friend's legs for safety. A lot of cats tended to try and make her their prey but she knew Jumoke would protect her.

Icy blue eyes peered out from the shadows of the cave, carefully studying each cat that passed by. The owner of the eyes, a young she-kit called Shani, had been watching the other cats like this for quite a while now. She had only been with Bloodclan for maybe a moon and was still trying to fit in. What better way to do that than by watching the older cats and copying what they did? It had become painfully obvious during the past moon that she would not simply be accepted the way that she was. Although it wasn't exactly her personality that made her a social outcast. That just made her an easier victim of the bullying. No, it was her unusual appearance that got her picked on and laughed at. With a tail maybe half as long as most cats, ears that curled back, and extra toes on her paws, she was far from the norm in Bloodclan. Add to that her shyness and the fact that her mother had been a kittypet, and she was a prime target for the other kits, and sometimes older cats, to make fun of and bully. But she had hope that if she became more like these cats, more aggressive and viscous, that she could earn some respect. Some of the most respected cats in the clan were bloodthirsty and violent after all.

After the Highlander kit decided she had observed long enough, she took a deep breath and stepped into the light filtering into the cave. She puffed out her chest and did her best to look intimidating as she walked toward a group of wrestling kits. It might have worked if maybe she hadn't been so fluffy, or if intimidating was a look she really knew how to pull of. As it was, she lost her confidence half way there and quickly decided to abort the mission. She turned around to dart off back into the safety of the shadows but instead almost ran right into someone. The seal lynx point stumbled back and gaped at the brown tabby tom-kit and the much larger Caracal with something close to terror. She was about to stammer out an apology and run off in the opposite direction when she remembered how she had seen some of the other kits and older cats react to situations like this.

Her fur fluffed up and her ears flattened against her skull in what was meant to be an angry gesture. Too bad it looked more like the fear she was feeling instead. "H-hey! Watch where you're going!" She mewed in a failing attempt at aggressiveness. No doubt these other cats would just push her away or something.

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Green eyes flickered open as an apprentice padded by, drawling on about training and wanting to be a warrior or something. Calypso's ears drew back in annoyance as she lifted her head and opened her mouth to confront the tom for disrupting her nap, when she paused. Her mind finally registered just what he had said. So he was looking for a mentor?

The blue tabby got up and stretched before turning to follow after the Caracal. Calypso was a young warrior and hadn't yet had her first apprentice. Now seemed as good a time as any to get one. But was this apprentice one that she wanted to teach? She remained silent as she moved up to walk at Grausam's side. He was larger than her. Not a surprise, as she was already small as it was because of nourishment. But being stuck at apprentice size wouldn't hinder her much. She had trained under Jetstream, for hell's sake. If she could survive training with that monstrous tom this shouldn't be too much of a problem.

Her scarred lips turned from an analyzing frown to a small smile after a moment. Time to offer her services as a mentor. "Alright. Show me what you've got, and I'll consider teaching you." As soon as the words left her mouth she was zooming underneath Grausam's belly and attempting to hook one of her paws around his leg and pull it out from under him, while quickly arching her back to knock him over. The small she-cat swiftly moved out from under him in order to avoid being crushed in case he did fall.

"That is, if you're interested?" She meowed, swiping her needle sharp claws at his flank. If he wasn't, she'd back off and go back to her napping. She just didn't want him dismissing her because of her small size. If this guy was going to blow her off, she wanted to make sure it wasn't because he was judging her based on size. She was a force to be reckoned with.

[ooc; I have Calypso's bio somewhere if you want to see it]

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Copper eyes flickered open as the tom woke, mouth stretching open in a yawn. He rubbed at his face with a paw before slowly getting to his paws and arching his back in a stretch. After giving his chest fur a few quick licks the black tom slid out of the rotting log he had made his den and scented the air. The smell of mouse reached his nostrils. A smirk spread across his maw. It was time for some breakfast.

Marik crouched close to the ground and slunk forward until he was able to spot his prey. The furry little creature was sitting in the grass, nibbling at a seed. The tom's tail tip flicked and he licked his lips in anticipation. He could almost taste it already. He took a couple silent steps closer and prepared to pounce.

I have Marik, a loner tom who is pretty laid back and chill, whimsical and a bit odd. He has DID, giving him two other personalities. They are called Darius and Sadiki and are both sadistic and love teaming up to screw with people in general.

I also have another loner named Jumoke who cannot speak because his tongue was removed. He is secretive and wary of new cats but is very reliable and friendly once he gets to know someone. He has a mouse friend who speaks cat and talks for him but Jumoke will try to talk a little on his own if he trusts someone enough and believes they wont laugh or judge him.

I think Jumoke would do better with Pine and Marik would get along with fine with both Pine and Shade. Interested in rping with either of them? :3

I have a loner named Jumoke. He cannot speak because his tongue has been removed but he has a little mouse friend who speaks for him. Jumoke is reserved and wary of strangers but is very reliable and friendly once he gets to know someone. He mostly communicates with gestures and facial expressions but if he trusts someone enough not to laugh or judge him he might attempt to speak a little too.

I also have Marik, another loner. Marik himself is pretty laid back and chill, but also whimsical and a bit odd. He has DID, so there are two other personalities. They are called Darius and Sadiki and are both sadistic, violent, and love to team up and screw with people for fun.

One or both of them could meet Mirror of Erised and/or Astralillusion.

Shani blinked in surprise, letting her fur lie flat again. It was a new experience, having no one poke fun at her appearance or anything. In fact, these cats didn't seem too interested in her at all. Interesting. Maybe her tactic of acting confident and aggressive had worked? Nah. It just looked like she had stumbled onto the Caracal and other kit having a conversation. She figured she wouldn't pay much attention to her if she preoccupied either.

The small she-kit blinked as another kit entered the scene. Now her fur began to bristle again as her fear returned. It was starting to seem very crowded in the cave all of a sudden. She glanced around at the other two kits and apprentice before scooting back a few pawsteps and sitting back on her haunches to watch what was going on. It was scary, but if she wanted to fit in she needed to observe how the other cats interacted with each other while they weren't sparring or having a meeting.

[ooc; Low muse >.<]

The young tom awoke with a start as the loud call of a nearby bird pierced through his dreams. Marik jumped to his paws and looked around widely, trying to figure out where he was. After a few seconds of panicking in his half awake state he was able to come to his senses and take in his surroundings. It seemed he was in a field with strange orange stones, almost the same color as his eyes, all around him. His head tilted to the side in confusion. Odd, he didn't remember falling asleep here. He shrugged dismissively. Oh well, that seemed to happen from time to time. So far it hadn't caused him too much trouble.

Now calm once again, Marik decided to get a better look around. He turned to gaze at one of the weird orange stones that was beside him. His eyes narrowed in suspicion and he leaned over to give it a sniff. It had a strange smell to it. He reached out with a paw and cautiously poked it before darting away to hide behind another one. Orange eyes peeked out to see if the thing would be angry and come after him. It didn't. It seemed perfectly content to just sit there. Interesting.

His attention was suddenly drawn to a white blur among the rows of orange, streaking right towards him. Thinking the other cat was coming to attack him, Marik issued a warning hiss, back arching and obsidian fur bristling to increase his size.

Oh, hi! I knew I'd seen your name somewhere xD Glad to see you again and have the chance to rp <3 You have some very interesting characters c: Nice bios too. How are you liking the site?
I'd love for Jumoke and Mirror to be friends. The poor guy needs to interact with more kitties. And I'm fine with doing the thread with Greyflower/Aquamarine in there too. The more the merrier! :3
And I've been dying to through both he and Marik into some more threads. They're both pretty new and need some more developing.

Counterpoint

About:
>> Bio <<
Gender: Tom
Age: 23 moons
Alliance: Shadowclan
Rank: Deputy
Basic Personality: Quiet, shy, very kind and gentle, friendly, loyal, protective. Changes to very violent and just runs on instinct during battle
Pelt: Silver tabby, medium length
Eyes: Green
Build: A tank xD Large and muscular
Other:

Social Life:
Mother:
Father:
Siblings: Clockwise, Blackwidow, Flashback, Blazingsaddle, Discjockey, Tuggingwar, Clareshine
Mate: Silverlinging
Kits: Spectacledkit, Redkit, Fireworkkit, Maroonkit, Hawaiikit, Millenniumkit, Turningkit (All adopted)
Friends:
Enemies:
Apprentice: Fragilepaw

Notes:

Awesome <3 Too many people have been leaving lately.
Thanks for making the thread! I usually suck at starting them xP

May I just make up Deus' personality for my rp sample? I can't find a description of his personality or any rp post Doodle may have made with him anywhere to give me an idea ^^"

Counterpoint silently cursed as he saw so many of the other leaders and deputies already gathered. Had he missed anything important? Probably, with his luck. The large silver tabby jumped up onto the rock and took his spot by Jediflux, offering a small smile in greeting to his fellow deputy before casting his eyes about the others who had gathered. "Greetings." He meowed, dipping his head in respect.