"Why can't you travel to the mountains again?" Asked Lynx, annoyed.
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"Get some prey and leave," she said irritably. "You just shouldn't take over the clans." Flamesky looked kind of annoyed at the idea of Lupin eating the clans prey, but it was better than having the wolves stay.
(I'm on about post 24 or 25.)
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Lynx nodded, satisfied. "Let's go follow him," FLamesky suggested.
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Flamesky scrambled up a tree and sat on one of the branches, craning her neck and staring at the wolf like a stalker.
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FLamesky grinned, but still just sat there. Lynx, who was a while away, shook her head.
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Flamesky leapt out of the tree, landing on branches below her, and raced away, heading back to Shadowclan territory. Lynx sighed. "She is such a mouse-brain."
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Lynx hissed and bolted after Lupin, ramming into her side. "We allowed you to hunt and regain strength. Just leave." She watched Flamesky retreat past her territory. "I will be leaving now as well."
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Lynx ducked to the side and headed off towards the tribe.
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I trudged back into camp, exhausted from the wolf battle. True, I hadn't fought much, but it was stressful! As soon as I came back, I saw huge flakes of snow. I grinned and looked up, captivated. This is the only good part of leaf-bare, I thought to myself. Snow.
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[Ah, I see. Sorry, never done first person. I'll edit. ;)]
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(Yup, first person)
I nodded in agreement, captivated by the snow thickly falling. "It almost makes all the rest of leaf-bare worth it," I said after a moment of thought. "Almost."
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Hymn padded out of the Thunderclan camp, just looking at the grey sky and wandering who knows where. It was nice to get away from the clan,if only for a bit, and be able to think.
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Beautiful, huh. I had never thought of it that way, I pondered, but I guess it was. I glanced behind me at the tracks that were left in the snow. It was always strange to see your own pawprints.
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Hymn's mind wandered to the she-cat he had met earlier in the territory. What was her name? Silversun? Something like that? He couldn't even remember! But he hoped he met her again sometime...
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(Flamesky {for a moment I couldn't even remember her name... o_o})
I laugh and walk in a circle before sitting down and examining mine. "Snow is really... interesting," I decide.
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(I explode.)
Hymn stopped and listened, hearing nothing but silence. He sat down in the snow and was sitting down in the snow.
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Hymn closed his eyes, than walked away, lost in thought...
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"So what's your name?" I ask. "I haven't really seen you around much." Probably because I don't notice a lot, or I'm not in the clan much...
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"Flamesky," I respond, then shrug. "I just have a few friends elsewhere. I often get bored of just hunting, patroling, and sleeping."
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Character Name: Aurora
Character Age: 12 moons
Gender: Female
Alliance: Decrepit Mansion
Rank: member
Appearance (6 or more sentences):Dark blue-silver fur that is rather ruffled, short-furred. She has a lighter silver, almost white, star-like spike of fur coming out from around her nose. Her eyes are deep blue. Her right front paw is lame and rather twisted. She can walk on it, but has a difficult time fighting or running. She is rather small and light-weight. Her legs are long, her whiskers and tail are about medium-length. Her eyes are lively and she usually has an energetic look about her. She's often grinning. Her ears are rather large and she has pretty big paws for her size.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Aurora is somewhat timid and shy, somewhat scared. SHe is confused as to where her loyalties lie. When she was a kit, her mother was killed by her father, who was a shadowclan cat. She grew up as a loner but chose to join the elite, yet she is not sure she wants to be there. She would never intentionally hurt another cat but is often forced to to remain loyal. She wants to be able to make friends but never really talks to many people. She wants to be able to stand up for herself, but oftentimes depends on others to do so.
---Likes (at least 3): talking to others, the snow (or sun... she just likes weather in general...), peace, hunting
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Fighting, insults, picking on others, death, being picked on, people treating her like she's worse than everyone else, her lack of self-esteem
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Can still fight and run moderately well with her lame leg, is a good judge of character
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Is often disabled due to her leg, has a difficult time making friends or talking to others, is pathetic in battle, isn't sure where her loyalties lie, can't stand up for herself.History (8 or more sentences): When she was a young kit (about apprentice age, if she were a warrior,) her father betrayed her and her mother. They had been living in Shadowclan, and one day her father attacked them. He killed her mother and ruined her right leg. She ran away and lived as a loner for many moons. When she was about 11 moons old, she stumbled upon the Elite, and joined it. She wanted to be able to avenge her mother, and was turned anti-clan. But her tender-hearted nature has confused her often. SHe isn't sure if she really wants to be an elite or be anti-clan, and is still confused where her loyalties lie. She usually takes her anger out on Shadowclan, blaming the clan as a whole for her mothers death and her lame leg.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Aurora stepped quietly through the snow, watching the tracks that her pawprints left behind her. Her mind was blurred, confused. The young blue she-cat collapsed down on the ground, her leg screaming with pain. She couldn't remember why she was out of the mansion. Most likely just for a chance to be able to think. But she hated thinking right now. It only confused her. Again she had to answer questions she asked her self so many times. Who am I? WHy am I here? Where does my loyalty lie? She wasn't the only one to ask her these questions. And yet the more she came to think about it, the less answers she had.
Comments (optional): While she can't talk back to someone, she is still strong and wants to be able to live up to others expectations. She is trying her hardest to prove that she can really amount to something.