OOC: I want grey. I will make a thread for the adoptions and PM you the link before we get in trouble for spamming (:
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Black x Blue smoke.Kits: Black, blue, black smoke, or blue smoke.
Eyes can be anything except blue.
Iceflare and Nightshadow are having kits. When? Well as soon as possible! Please be active or your kit will be rehomed!
There will be 3 kits, chosen pretty much on a first come first serve basis... If you want one, simply fill out the application PROPERLY. First 2 people to post proper applications get the kits!
There may be some sort of plot involving the kits, however, it is currently undetermined. If you wish for your kit to be part of some sort of plot or have some sort of special thing happen to it in its future, feel free to include that in your application!
Kit 1: Mistykit (dreamspark329)
Kit 2: Pebblekit (purpleunicorn)
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Luna does not have any made up parents.
Tango is not my character. I messaged the person who made Tango and asked her to post here to clear things up
Sorry to make this difficult! ):
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✘Username:
❂Login- frostt
❂Displayed- Dark Dove✘Appearance:
Long-furred, with the majority of his body being a fiery orange, he has the appearance of a majestic king. He is rather large and thick rather than being lean or thin, and his fluffy, down-like coat makes him look even larger and heavier than he is. He is very strong, but he is not very agile or quick. His tail is much fluffier than his body, fading to a pale color at the end. His two front paws and chest are snowy white, as well as a small area around his nose. His thicker fur around his neck and chest contributes to his 'majestic' appearance. His head is rather wide and his ears are also wide and short. His whiskers are very short and thin, blending into the white around his nose very well and almost making him look like he lacks whiskers. His eyes are a light frosty blue color, standing out boldly against his fiery coat.
Pictures I got inspiration from:
[img height=200 width=300]http://image.shutterstock.com/…ted-on-white-61202824.jpg[/img]
[img height=200 width=300]http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Qogq3ys5…/503144813_21909fe56a.jpg[/img]✘Personality
He is not unlike other kits; he is lively and energetic. However, one might say he is a little too lively and energetic. His pushy, playful personality seems exciting at first, but it tends to get a tad bit annoying to most cats. He seems to have no filter on his mouth; he speaks what comes to his mind and asks numerous questions, no matter how personal what he asks or comments on may be. He tends to be extremely observant and can tell if even a slight thing is bothering another cat; watch out, because once he notices something, he will pester the cat until they tell him what is wrong. He tends to get himself in trouble often, acting solely on emotion and passion rather than thinking things through. He tends to be very sensitive, reacting very strongly to someone else's emotions or comments.
He is very passionate about his family, refusing to let anyone hurt or offend another member of his family. Though this kit is usually very easy-going and a pacifist, he will shred anyone that messes with his family.
✘Roleplay sample:[with kit]
The sun had only just begun its weary journey through the sky when (kit) was awoken by a small, fluffy body slamming against his. Ooomph!. He staggered to his paws, stumbling around as he tried to regain his breath. "Hey!" he mewed, batting his brother's ear playfully. "Cheater!" he squealed, as he licked his fiery coat carefully before swiping another blow at his brother.
The morning air was crisp and cool and a gentle breeze felt good as it caressed his long coat. It seemed as though leaf-bare was trying to fade away and new leaf was trying to take over. (Kit) noticed one of his unsuspecting brothers and pounced at him, attempting to knock him off of his paws. (Brother) spun around, kicking (kit)'s underbelly gently. "You lose!" he mewed playfully. "Never!" (kit) mewed, leaping onto his brother and pinning him down. [Kit]'s brother wandered away, grooming his fur. Although he was normally energetic, [Kit] sat down, still trying to rid himself of his morning sleepiness.
(Kit) wondered what it would be like to be able to go off in the damp, promising forest alone. He wondered what it would be like to catch his first mouse or to taste a squirrel that he had caught all by himself. Excitement caused his pelt to prickle with anticipation. The day couldn't come soon enough.[RP with other cat:]
A small she-cat, obviously young and not fully developed, glided through the forest on her over-sized paws. Soon, she vowed to herself soon I'll grow into these clown paws. Wise beyond her years, the she-cat's mind was the breeding grounds of a killer, a torturer, a heartless demon. Crypt felt hollow inside. The only emotion she felt was the joy at watching prey die beneath her paws; it was sick, really. But what cat wasn't? We are all sick in our own special way she thought to herself.
Her pelt, glowing like some demonic ghost in the dark forest, was ruffled and a few twigs had gotten snagged in her tangled pelt. Better not let that stay there she laughed to herself, stopping to yank the twigs out of her matted pelt and groom it quickly. I have to look good for my grand entrance. The she-cat glided to the place she had buried a large squirrel, one of the rare catches the she-cat made. She despised hunting. She really did. But she wasn't mousebrained enough to think she could survive without hunting. Unlike other cats, she spent her time focused on reality instead of kits' games and fairytales. Truly, the she-cat was a miserable being. Her anger stemmed from her self-loating and self-pity and more importantly, a lack of her mother's love, but of course she didn't admit that to herself. She hid it behind her own vile personality and the venom in her words.
Grabbing the limp squirrel in her teeth, the she-cat strutted back to camp, basking in her own strength. She couldn't imagine what it would be like to be an elder: weak, helpless, pitiful. She vowed to never let herself live to see the day the strength didn't course through her paws like electricity. The day she didn't feel youthfulness coursing through her strong, yet... fragile body. Her soft belly. Her exposed throat. She really despised the weakness of all animals, cats included. Suddenly, the squirrel in her mouth made her sick. She held back the bile that threatened to come up. It truly was completely sick how weak and helpless the squirrel was. She panicked, suddenly not as sure of herself as she was only heartbeats ago. Am I the same way behind this mask of hate and hostility? Am I just a weak being, ready to be so easily demolished by the strong?✘Other
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Both accepted
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I messaged the person who RPs Iceflare to ask her to make the birthing thread
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[align=center][font=comic sans ms]Hey Dark Dove, didn't expect to see you here. =)
Hi (:
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I recall making luna look like that. Except with blue eyes. And she isn't deaf.
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For me, just Shatterpaw this month.
Unless more apprentices are needed, then I can use my other apprentice
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Ok.
Thank you! (:Just let me know/ message me when find a replacement or make a thread.Wait, after the replacement is found am I to just RP as I please within the elite, or do you want some kind of thread?
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I added a bit more (:
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She posted a picture. Its above the picture of Luna
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You do?! Tanglepaw mewed, obviously shocked. And I was thinking about that too.. he added, his pelt growing warm as well. He imagined Smallpaw and himself in the forest together with no clan boundaries to hold them apart.
OOC: Nope
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Crypt
Previous Threads- Adoption
Previous Mates- None
Sibling(s)- Vatican
Parent(s)- Jezebel (hates kits), not decided
Other Relatives(s)- Descendant of Columbine, cousin to current Elite leader
Kit(s)- None
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Username:Frostt (Dark Dove)
Cat's Name: Crypt
Appearance:
Crypt was named so because she seems to resemble a ghost. The mixed colors of her pelt tend to be overwhelmed by her silvery white fur, making her look like she is illuminated by a silvery haze. The most distinct part of Crypt is her face; Crypt's face is the purest area of her body, untinged by the colors of black and pale orange that swirl in the layers of her fur on the rest of her body. Crypt's faded blue green eyes compliment her face gloriously, giving her majestic beauty. Her nose is surrounded by a thick line of black and the tips of her ears are also black. Crypt's fur is fairly long, giving her thin body some bulk. Don't be fooled, however. Under Crypt's thick fur also lies thick, lean muscle. Crypt is quick and agile as well as strong, making her a brilliant fighter. Crypt is average sized for her age.
Personality:
Don't let her beautiful, glowing appearance fool you! Crypt is a vile cat, thought by many to lack any sort emotion. Many say she "gets it from her mother." Crypt has a sharp tongue and always has some hateful remark to spit like venom at anyone who crosses her. Though Crypt is uncaring and ruthless, she is not stupid. She knows when to use her seductiveness to her advantage; Crypt also knows how to pretend like she has emotions or sense of care for the well-being of others. Crypt thoroughly understands the consequences of crossing any cat higher than her or stronger therefore understanding when she must simply accept a higher authority.
Crypt is the kind of cat that likes to play with her prey. She enjoys the slow mental agony of an individual; it satisfies her much more than any sort of little "pointless spit spat," as she calls it. She would rather watch an enemy squirm. Her sarcastic, calculated personality tends to repel many cats. What drives Crypt crazy is senseless display of emotion. She despises seeing family members do any stupid thing to protect or avenge each other, especially if the plan involves little or no thought beforehand.Plot Ideas: None at the moment but open to anything
Role-Playing Sample:A small she-cat, obviously young and not fully developed, glided through the forest on her over-sized paws. Soon she vowed to herself soon I'll grow into these clown paws. Wise beyond her years, the she-cat's mind was the breeding grounds of a killer, a torturer, a heartless demon. Crypt felt hollow inside. The only emotion she felt was the joy at watching prey die beneath her paws; it was sick, really. But what cat wasn't? We are all sick in our own special way she thought to herself.
Her pelt, glowing like some demonic ghost in the dark forest, was ruffled and a few twigs had gotten snagged in her tangled pelt. Better not let that stay there she laughed to herself, stopping to yank the twigs out of her matted pelt and groom it quickly. I have to look good for my grand entrance. The she-cat glided to the place she had buried a large squirrel, one of the rare catches the she-cat made. She despised hunting. She really did. But she wasn't mousebrained enough to think she could survive without hunting. Unlike other cats, she spent her time focused on reality instead of kits' games and fairytales. Truly, the she-cat was a miserable being. Her anger stemmed from her self-loating and self-pity and more importantly, a lack of her mother's love, but of course she didn't admit that to herself. She hid it behind her own vile personality and the venom in her words.
Grabbing the limp squirrel in her teeth, the she-cat strutted back to camp, basking in her own strength. She couldn't imagine what it would be like to be an elder: weak, helpless, pitiful. She vowed to never let herself live to see the day the strength didn't course through her paws like electricity. The day she didn't feel youthfulness coursing through her strong, yet... fragile body. Her soft belly. Her exposed throat. She really despised the weakness of all animals, cats included. Suddenly, the squirrel in her mouth made her sick. She held back the bile that threatened to come up. It truly was completely sick how weak and helpless the squirrel was. She panicked, suddenly not as sure of herself as she was only heartbeats ago. Am I the same way behind this mask of hate and hostility? Am I just a weak being, ready to be so easily demolished by the strong? -
Are we going to leave...now..? Tanglepaw mewed nervously.
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Genetics for Tango X Luna
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Brown spotted tabby x white (brown tabby)Brown tabby, blue tabby, black, blue, solid white
Non-white kits can have any eye color but blue. White kits can have any eye color including odd-eyed and blue. All white kits have a chance of being deaf, but blue eyed ones have the highest chance-- about 70%. Odd eyed whites are often deaf in the ear that is on the blue eyed side, although they can also be deaf in both ears or neither.
If Tango is a purebred Bengal, then all kits will have short fur. If he is not purebred, then half will have long hair and half will have short.
50% of tabbies will be spotted.I'm going to make a separate thread for the kittens. Ill post it here in a minute so look for it -
Luna and Tango will be having kittens!! However, Luna will be the one who raises them. They will be part of a plot that is located HERE
After you read the plot, you may apply! However, the plot is advanced only so you must already be advanced approved. I will need evidence either by seeing your advanced badge or you posting a link to your accepted advanced bio.
Note: The plot hasn't started yet so the kittens may not be born soon. Be prepared to wait in case.
If you are not active or you decide not to respond to the thread when it is time (I will message you), the kitten will be rehomed.Kit 1: Lilac - Whitehawk (possibly thrown in river by Luna)
Kit 2: Vappu- Talon
Kit 3: Serene- Dae
Kit 4:Genetics
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Brown spotted tabby x white (brown tabby)Brown tabby, blue tabby, black, blue, solid white
Non-white kits can have any eye color but blue. White kits can have any eye color including odd-eyed and blue. All white kits have a chance of being deaf, but blue eyed ones have the highest chance-- about 70%. Odd eyed whites are often deaf in the ear that is on the blue eyed side, although they can also be deaf in both ears or neither.
If Tango is a purebred Bengal, then all kits will have short fur. If he is not purebred, then half will have long hair and half will have short.
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[size=20pt]Crypt[/size]
A she-cat with mixtures of pale orange and black layered under thick, silvery colored fur glided outside of the mansion, happy to be able to spend time without the annoying mewing of other cats. She was rather young looking, her thin, small frame showed her youth rather blatantly. Her pure silvery face looked like it had been iced over by a layer of shimmering snow, and her blue green eyes looked beautiful and glowing against the silver backdrop.
Around her, a frigid breeze was cutting its way across the land. Over the whoosh of the wind, she barely even heard the frail yowling of another cat. She dared someone to be trespassing. She was not the nicest cat to deal with unlike some of the other members of the Elite. Crypt was born with a vile, hateful personality. She absolutely enjoyed toying with her 'prey.'
Slinking across the ground as silent as a cougar or mountain lion, Crypt crept up on the cat. Crypt scented a she-cat, obviously in a great deal of agony and stress. Fantastic, she thought to herself, smirking as she considered the possibilities. The she-cat straightened up and gave herself a quick lick before showing herself to the cat.
What is going on here? Are you a member of the Elite? she mewed, hiding the hate from her voice and putting on a mask of concern and confusion. She had noticed the large stomach of the cat laying on the ground before her, but she knew she must appear clueless and concerned to be able to toy with this cat the most. -