With so many cats surrounding her, she shook even harder with fear. "I-I w-wa-s-s j-ju-just w-wa-watching the passing cats" she studdered. She had been spying on these cats, watching the gracefull ways they chased down the rabbit, and then killed them with one blow, watching the apprentices train, eager to learn and eager to please. She had been watching them all with wide eyes, wishing she had been born into this. "How can these cats be so lucky" she thought to herself, still aware of the surrounding cats, still trembling with fear.
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Angelspots noticed the cat, alone, and being the outgoing cat she was, she walked over to Darkshadow and mewed kindly "Hi" and she sat down beside him.
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Shadownight more strange smelling material, this time noticing the difference in the taste. He was starting to fell slightly better, and not so weak anymore as the herbs rushed through his body. "Where am I" he mewed quietly. "Who are you"
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Icecream mewed suprised "Show me around camp?" she was still shaking slightly, but maybe, she thought, these cats didn't want to hurt her.
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Angelspots mewed "Im fine. How are you?"
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Slash let his midnight black fur lay flat again, he was sure this she cat meant no harm. He spoke, this time more kindly "I am Slash" He had never stopped to talk to any cats he met, and any cat that he found like this, he would usually attack, but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to unsheath his claws, and once more, he cursed himself under his breath for feeling this way. He could not be soft, it would only make him weak he thought to himself.
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"Okay!" she mewed eagerly, her amazing aqua blue eyes glowed with wonder. The fear had left her, she no longer shook, and if she did shake slightly, it was out of excitement.
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Angelspots mewed "Yes, I was just on my way to go hunting"
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OOC: yes
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Icecream followed, her radient eyes, once more filled with fear, and discomfort. Should she be here? She thought to herself, what if this was a trap. After what she had saw many times, clan cats don't take kindly to kittypets.
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"Thats fine! It will be fun!" Angelspots mewed to Deathshadow, and she got up, and began to walk toward the camp entrance, looking back to see if Deathshadow was following.
OOC: I will make the new thread.
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Angelspots stalked through the forest quietly, tasting the air for the scent of prey. Looking over her shoulder, she wondered if Deathshadow had come with her.
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Icecream wasn't so sure, as her icey blue eyes scanned the den. She looked behind her to make sure no one was sneaking up behind her. A tremble went through her body, as she waited to hear her fate.
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What do the stars under the people's names mean? How do you earn more stars?
Sorry... That may sound to be a dumb question but I am just wondering
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Name: Skypelt
Alliance: Loner
Age: 8 moons
Gender: she catAppearance: Silvery and pretty, Skypet may be all toms dream of in her looks. She has sleek, shiny silver fur, with light black stripes. She is a tabby, but her fur is much more of a silver color than your average tabby. Her eyes are a pale yellow, with a hint of green in them, that appear like two small moons during the night. She is long and slender, with muscular legs, and a thin statue.
Personality: Kind but vicious, Skypelt's personality is quite confusing. One moment she can be kind, and turn vicious the next with little to no warning. Most of the time, she is kind to those who are kind to her. To those who are vicious and hostile toward her, she will be the exact way back to you: and ten times worse. Skypelt likes to meet more friends, to her there is power in numbers. She doesn't mind a fight or two, and will not tolerate being called a kittypet. She keeps her claws sheathed, and doesn't fight, unless someone is being disrespectful to her. She does not tolerate being called a trespasser either, you can't keep you paws off of everyones territory, unless you are in Starclan that is, because nearly every bit of territory is already claimed. She will fight over stupid things also.
History: Born of a Riverclan tom and a kittypet she-cat, you may see why Skypelt is very defensive of when someone calls her a kittypet. She was named after her mom Sky and the -pelt part of her name came from her dad, who insisted her mom gave her a warrior name. Skypelt was born in a twoleg barn, and from birth despised twolegs. At the age of five moons old, Skypelt left everything she knew, to join the ranks of a loner. Before she left, she was taught to hunt by her mother, whom had to hunt for herself when the kittypets forgot to feed them. She is a natural hunter, and the great fighting skills were developed later on. She is a new loner, and is still learning skills to become better at fighting. She has wandered through nearly every territory around the area, in her short time being a loner. She has had a few brief meetings with some clan cats, and usually ended up using her teeth and claws to make it away safely. She doesn't mind the clans, and sometimes thinks about joining one herself. Ever since she left her home, she has never visited her mother again. Forgetting her mother is what she tries to do every day, and she never wants to be near the horrible twolegs again.
RP EXAMPLE: Trudging slowly through the forest, paws aching, Skypelt knew she must find a place to rest. Her round moon-like yellow eyes scanned the area for a place to rest her aching paws. Rain poured down from the sky, making it even harder to see on this pitch-black night. Her silvery fur, stuck to her, was cold and uncomfortable, and made it even harder to walk on. Noticing a cave, she quickened her pace and her paws screamed with pain. "This will have to do for the night" she thought to herself as she lay on dry, but hard and cold floor of the cave, awaiting sleep to fill her tired body.
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lol i would like to know what they are for though. i have always wondered that
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Ohh. Okay! Thanks

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Skypelt walked through the Shadowclan forest, unaware of the cats nearby. Making her way around a tree, she stumbled right into the hunting patrols path. Her yellow eyes filled with fear.
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"Great catch!" Angelspots mewed enthusiastically. She lifted her black striped head and opened her mouth to scent any nearby prey. Scenting a dove, Angelspots crouched down, and crept up on the snowy white bird, quietly and carefully. When she was just in range to pounce, she stepped on a stick, breaking it ,and the bird, frightened, lifted its wings and flew off the ground in a flurry of white movement. Angelspots was too quick for it though, shifting all of her weight to her hind legs, she powerfully pushed herself off the ground and extended her claws outward, slashing the air powerfully. Flying toward the bird, Angelspots continually slashed the air. She caught the bird in her front two claws, she pushed it toward the group pinning it down carefully. She bared her razor sharp teeth, and slashed the dove, killing it instantly. Out of the gash, blood covered its once snow white feathers.
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"Sure!" Angelspots purred. She chose though, to dive into the river and she came up with a pinkish redish fish in her jaws. Dropping it next to Deathshadow's catch, she plunged back into the river, but this time coming back up empty mouthed.