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advanced i rp advanced mostly(:
character wanted rockpaw
reason i've been searching for a Bloodclan litter since i love the clan and it's plots but i don't have any characters in there. i see her as very interesting character and i adore rping canines as i have a wolf in the skulls who is an mca. she's so unique and her past is fascinating!
rp sample
Duchess sat in the healer's tower, relishing in another seemingly average day, doing the average tasks that a healer had to do. Her snowy white paws scooping around the collection of herbs, the seven month old girl sorted them expertly, curling her plush, plume of a tail around her fore-limbs as she finished. Her ears pricked to the sound of paw-steps, all in tune together and Duchess curiously pivoted around, lifting herself gracefully and walking forward through the doors.
"What's going on?"
Duchess sat beside Event, one of her mentors. "I nominate Substitute for king!"
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[font=georgia][size=7pt]desirekisses * female * warrior/queen * daughter of scorchstar and mottledstar * 1 year [/size]
[size=8]Desirekisses was soon behind her daughter, hazel eyes looking lovingly down at her nieces and nephews. Her family had grown rapidly since when her brother went on that mating spree, even to his own aunt. "My little nieces and nephews are beautiful, congratulations, Hennapaw." The brown tabby purred, gently settling on to her haunches.
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[font=georgia][size=7pt]desirekisses * female * warrior/queen * daughter of scorchstar and mottledstar * 1 year [/size]
[size=8]Desirekisses was glad of these movements when she could leave the nursery for a few hours, her kits were growing older and even though she felt that dread that they would one day they would be too cold to coo and cuddle in her arms, returning back to her normal warrior tasks would be good. Milky white paws lifted gently over another, the brown tabby came up beside her tortie mother.
"As will I." She let a pretty smile engulf her maw, a skim of milky white teeth showing.
The chocolate tabby son of Espresso and Thor let each milky white paw drift over another, wiggling his hips to the beat of his own heart-rate, his thickly plumed tail high in the air like a flag pole. Thor found it rather daunting that this kitten came from a mixture of his own genes, he wanted a son he could teach to be like him, not a little boy who acts like a little girl.
Nicolet's chocolatey gaze landed on a group of young cats and he swerved his directions towards them. "Hey, guys. I'm Nicolet." The kitten purred, unaware of the obvious heart-ache. Thor blamed Twistpaw for Icebreaker's death, whilst Nicolet kept completely oblivious to the drama of sunclan.
Evening had fallen upon the school and the Enforcer's liquid emerald gaze averted to the school's doors, he heaved himself to his ivory peppered paws with a disgruntled sigh. His balance was still dreary after his tail amputation but at least he saved Mourning Dove from a terrible death, at least he was the hero again. Large, white paws thudded against the ground as a dark shadow moulded around his movements, he pushed his nose through the crack of the door, opening it and closing it again with a quick, thrust of his upper-thigh.
The air brushed his cheeks, causing his whiskers to twitch slightly as his body adjusted the sudden cold and darkness of the outside evening. Everything seemed normal, though the tabby tom should have paid more attention to the details, today would be anything but normal. Kennedy wanted him dead and though Thor would only snort at that statement, her growing insanity merely breezed the top of his head.
He was engaged now and a sparkling bracelet on his wrist proved his everlasting adoration and commitment to the medic till their marriage when they would replace it with something else. He placed another paw forward on to a thin layer of ice and frost, feeling himself slip slightly. Without his tail, he had no balance, it was something he would have to work at. A grunt left his lips as he regained his usual posture, claws unsheathed so he could bury them into the ice and frost as he walked.
He passed the bush, the bush that the torbie was hiding in, oblivious to how everything would change...
[size=7pt]The tabby felt his stomach lurch, his heart caged tightly in his chest. Another friend, another clanmate, gone. Thor watched, his green eyes averted to Icebreaker's once beautiful body then flickering towards Frostbite and Twistpaw.
It only toke him a second to piece it together.
Immediately, he felt anger and when Thor feels anger, it's pretty damn obvious. "You were having an affair, weren't you?" The Enforcer pulled his lips over his teeth, ears flat to his skull as his green eyes dragged from the curly-pelted apprentice to his friend. Frostbite and him had never been friends, not in till recently till he realised how similar they were.
Turns out, they are nothing alike.
"This is disgusting, I can't believe what Sunclan is becoming." The red tabby turned away on his heels, thrusting each ivory paw over another as he heavily walked back to his room, a room where he could scream in rage, run his claws down the walls and no one would know. [/size]
[size=7pt]Night had fallen on the Elite mansion and the leggy kitten averted her exotic, yellow gaze through the dark corridors. The shadows engulfed around her, moulding into the cobbled ground and cold walls as she moved with a accented grace through the corridors she knew so well. She mesmerised the features of the castle like the back of little blue paw, every detail, every creak and every secret passage. Dancer did just as her name suggested, she danced. She had danced since she was very young till her older-kit days, it was a hobby she had perfected in these months.
Swallowed up by the darkness, only little moon-light streamed from the stained-glass window, creating little plates of dancing, colourful light along the floor which her paws slid carelessly across, her thickly plumed tail swaying softly at mid-height. Dancing made her happy, it made her forget so many things; like her father, she knew he was her father but he didn't know, he didn't know that she was his little girl. The dragonslayer didn't care about her ... but that was okay, she had Allen and she knew, he was never going any where.[/size]
deerkit could meet my espresso and thor kitten, nicolet?
[size=7pt]Dancer was unaware of white feline that was watching her, she wasn't accustomed to audiences. Usually, she danced alone, whatever her emotions, she would dance them out. The solid blue dropped swiftly to her blue paws, averting her twin, yellow lanterns to the female approaching her, Dancer tilted her head softly. "Mate?" The kitten found herself giggling softly, letting her rump drop slowly to the ground, curling her plumed tail around her fore-limbs. "We're best friends!"
As she placed the daisy on her head, she tilted her head so it balanced better behind her papery ears. "Hey, Allen!" She purred, feeling her heart thump readily beneath her chest at his presence. "Pretty? I'm really not ..." She found resell blushing beneath her thick, fur.
Hey guys xD
It happened much too suddenly for the Enforcer to understand.
He felt a body rush into his and immediately, Thor's body readied to defend himself from whatever it was. Acting upon instinct, though being forcefully knocked from his balance, the orange tabby fell to the floor. He rolled from his back to his stomach in the spare seconds to get away from her claws. The ice stung, scratched and bruised his body and he scrambled to his ivory paws again, balance a force he had lost though was slowly refining.
"Kennedy?" Thor snarled, curling his lips over his teeth as his bristling fur flattened. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" He growled, he didn't understand why the tangled-furred feline had leapt on him. Her face didn't look humerous, it certainly wasn't a game.
The little chocolate tabby could hardly believe his big, wide eyes when a ghostly figure loomed around the middle of the crowd. She died as she lived and somehow, she was still doing it. Nicolet pushed himself to his milky white paws, tail sweeping the ground as he pranced a few steps forwards, squeezing through the legs of the older ones till he got a front-row seat.
It was no illusion, Story was here! "Hey, girly! How you been doing with the sparkly ones up in the sky?" Nicolet purred, lifting himself to his fore-limbs so he could attempt to rest his fuzzy face against hers. "You look as if you've seen a ghost." The kitten chuckled lowly, flicking an ear to his great uncle Infinite.
Though his father would be ashamed, Nicolet's milky white paws often danced among the medicine ward rather than the mud that Thor so longingly wanted him to roll around in which was why the feminine little boy adored his mother, Espresso highlighted his differences and loved his uniqueness.
Nicolet watched the creme tabby leader walk with weakness that the brown-eyed tabby rarely saw within him. Vertigo must have been sick, he could tell by the spluttering that left his maw, ears pricked, the young son of Espresso and Thor quickly thrusted his dainty paws forward to follow the leader.
"Hey, sugar!" The mocha and white boy purred as he pushed his way in, sweeping his thickly plumed tail idly at mid-length behind him. He was always a happy little thing with a bundle of pet-names for everyone, his happiness in his own skin whilst not appearing arrogant was a rare quality that the kitten had stolen from Thor's arrogance and Espresso's modesty.
"You've got quite the cough their, hon," he commented as he plopped down to his rump, curling his feathery tail around his fore-limbs.
The fluffy girl popped open her odd eyes, a smile lighting her face as the bodyguard trainee walked in. Islapaw hopped to her white paws, her bird friend instantly alert and ready. "Hey, Mockingpaw! How may I help?" She meowed sweetly, prancing softly towards her.
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[font=georgia][size=7pt]desirekisses * female * warrior/queen * daughter of scorchstar and mottledstar * 1 year [/size]
[size=8]Desirekisses wasn't the more strict parent, Ryuk was more the protective one, at least they balanced each other out. Slipping her ivory paw beneath her daughter's chin, she dipped her head to touch her dainty pink nose to hers. "How about you go help out Savvy in the medicine cat den, Princess?" The long-furred tabbied female purred gently, letting her milky white paw breeze softly over her red pelt whilst looking at her with a proud, hazel gaze.
Dancer did not look like that much of a fighter, though her naturally taut, long legs and broad shoulders held the values of a to-be strong female. Whilst she was swanning into a beautiful feline, her heart grew less warm--she was an older kitten and beginning to understand the cruelty of the elite and basically life.
The solid blue thrusted her small paws over another, passing Allen without a look back or playful smirk she would usually gift him with. The blue-blood softly lowered her rump to the ground, curling her plumed tail around her fore-limbs.
"I'm not soft."
Is liesel open for trainee?<3
Could Allen and dancer have another thread?<3
