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    Cat's Name: Sontage
    Cat's Age: 24Moons (Two years)
    Gender: Tom
    Alliance: BloodClan
    Position: Warrior
    Appearance: <blockquote>Light brown body with black spots, that have brown in the middle. Emerald green eyes that change with his mood. He is tall and muscled, with a long body structure. Long legs, big paws, long torso and tail.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>He is strong willed and agile, smart, strong, and optimistic. He faces danger fearlessly, and is a seasoned Warrior. He thinks quickly and strongly, making good choices, and bad ones. He is careful not to offended anyone, and is quick to recover once he does. He is charming and easy, never letting a good opportunity slip away. He is very independent of what he does.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>He was born a loner, being blind and helpless he struggled to survive. Or the two years of his life, he learned that his parents were members of the Blood clan, just like he is now. His Kit life was filled with hardships and struggles, for being alone at that age is hard. He trained until he was 12Moons, then proved he was a worth something to the Blood clan. He quickly acquired the Warrior position. </blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>He slipped silently threw the damp forest, his paws sinking into the soggy earth. He stuck his nose in the air and sniffed, his elegant head bobbing up and down in the breeze. The winds whipped threw his silky pelt, brushing it. He gave a low snarl, then walked on. Elegant. Gorgeous. Dangerous. A bred killing machine. He had lost count of how many battles he had one, and how many had died in his favour. He brushed quickly onwards, towards the valleys.</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote>He is a Bengal, thats why he has spots. This is a picture of him.</blockquote>

    User name- Bear



    Kit I am interested in adopting- Leaflina



    Rp sample-


    He quietly closed his metallic looking green eyes, then opened them for the forest to see. His tail whipped back and forth, bending and unbending, swaying in the slight breeze. He hissed slightly when he stepped on a thorn. Sontage flicked is dish like ears back and forth, catching each and every sound that could reach his ears. He tenderly licked the paws that got stabbed by the thorn, then kept on walking. His body swayed and swaggered as if he was drunk, but his ribs jutted out a few centametere, and skin and fur stretched across his pelvis. A tall skeleton of a cat swaying in the breaze. He was surprised that the winds didn't catch him and throw him off. The quiet rustle of the Autum breaze. He yawned, and layed down, he was soon fast asleep.

    User name- Bear


    Activity- Descent, I do have a life, so I'm not on all the time, but I'm still on lots.


    Applying for- Shea Shea


    Why do I think I would be a good match for this cat?- Because me and this cat have alot of the same traits, I'll snark out at someone, and from her personality, it looks like she will to. I'm nice, and not exactly simple minded, but easy to understand, and from reading her profile, it looks like she is to.


    Rp sample- She closed her amber eyes, thinking about how she would run threw the leafy gardens of the confined grounds of two-leggers. Surely no way she was going back to that, although she something thought of how easy life was, and how she just took that for granted, not even taking a minute to think it over. But why does the past matter now? This is the present, and the future lays ahead of her. So why should she bother about even think of the past? Because that was her past. Nice and simple, just like her. Shea Shea swiveled around at a light scuff, "Who's there?" She insisted, not exactly her most intimidating voice. "Me," A black tom said, stepping from the confines of the shadows. "Me as in...... you, or me and in go away?" She asked, starting to get fed up, she let her snarly side show. "Me, as in Meiol." The tom answered, being sarcastic with the swaying of his lanky body. "Ohh, well that helps alot. Meiol, why don't you just parade around my territory for a while, making your stink layer over my boundaries. Well you can parade your ass off of it while your at it to, why don't you?" The tom seemed offended by Shea Shea's choice of words, making him back up and disappear in the dense bush. Shea Shea just went on, watching slugs plod their way from one leaf to the next. Then she found herself lost in her thoughts.


    Do I want to know more about this character?- Nope, I'm good.


    Extra- No, I'm good.

    Ecstasy


    She yawned uselessly, and stretched. That little nap had helped alot. Her little claws wouldn't go into the earth, or they did, but they didn't go in far. She didn't know, she didn't seemed to care either. "Dad!" She said, wanting to play, or ever better, hunt. "Dad, dad, dad!" She said as she paraded over to Raider. "Dad, dad, hi dad!" Ecstasy said, and licked his bround chest.

    Ecstasy smiled, then crouched low when a small leaf came floating down, she positioned her self roughly, then pounced, one claw stuck in the leaf, she came plummeting down. "Oooff!" She snipped, as she landed on the ground like a rock. She began to tare the leaf into little bits. "I'm hungry." She said, her tone quieter now that she had got some energy out. she was panting like a dog, taking quick deep breaths, trying the catch her breath again. She spit a piece of leaf out of her mouth, it was moist and crumpled into a ball. "Food?" She meowed, her ribs jutted out just a bit, the point that she needed to fatten up. She pranced up to Mosstail, her paws seemingly not to touch the earth. She sniffed her, then looked around at the other cats. She trotted along back to the ripped up leaf, she didn't exactly feel like talking anymore. Ecstasy looked around, then stuck her nose to the ground. She followed a mouse-like smell into the bushes. She trotted along, not paying attention to where she was, or where she was going. She just kept trotting along, with her nose to the soggy earth. She soon reached her target, a fat mouse, he seemed to be storing up for the winter. She crouched, targeted roughly again, and pounced. Ecstasy landed a foot away from the fat mouse, she was mad that her rough targeting hadn't brought her at least a bit closer. She hissed at the over-sized mouse, laying her ears back, and pouncing again. This time the mouse was nowhere to be seen, but it's smell was layered thickly around the bushes. She stuck her little black nose to the soggy ground, and followed it's smell to a clump of leaves. She was now sweating fiercely, but Ecstasy ignored it. She grabbed the mouse from the tail, and started to run back to the camp. She soon found herself close to camp, with the live mouse squeaking and swinging back and forth from it's tail, which led to her mouth. Esctasy entered the little clearing that they had camped at, and meowed with pride. She dropped the mouse when she came close to the rest of the cats, and stood on it's tail. "I got a mouse! I got a mouse!" she pipped. The fat mouse was trying to make a desperate escape, but was failing badly. This was her first kill, and she felt proud of it.

    User- Bear

    Kit name- Archer


    Gender- Tom


    Color- Black with a flaxen face, with tropical blue eyes. Back left paw is white.


    Rp sample- She stretched, keeping her eyes closed, and yawned. Her tiny claws dug into the ground, bringing up dirt as she began to nead at the soil. Ecstasy yawned again, then opened her bright grey eyes. She purred as she wandered around the little Loner camp. Mice scampered around the long grass, and Ecstasy heared them with her over sized ears. "I have big ears." She said to herself, her stumach growled menacingly, making her meow. where had the rest of the cats gone? she didn't know. "I see you!" She yowled into the forest, no answer. "Hmm," she said, and licked her right paw.

    Ecstasy
    She was soaked with sweat, wet all the way threw, her fur was plastered to her skinny little figure. She caught her breath and bit into the mouses fat neck. The little creature squeaked and squawked, then slowly faded. She was panting again, hard. "I'm,........ tired." She said, although it only came out in a whisper. "Where'd Charlemage go?" She gasped, then collapsed in a heap of exhausted fur.

    Ecstasy
    She just barely nodded, her little sweat soaked head bobbing in the crisp and cool morning breaze. The cool air made her shiver, which made her muscles ache even more. Her paws hurt, and her big ears drooped on her head, making her look like a undersized puppy. "I'm,......." She shivered violently. "Cold." She said.

    Ecstasy


    Her violent shivering came down as Raider curled around her, although she was still shivering slightly, she wasn't shaking violently. "I," She coughed, "Need Charlemagne." She said, her voice stronger because of the heat. She licked Raider on the muzzle, then layed her head on his paws. She was soon fast asleep, her body safe from the unforgiving wind.



    Her sleeping body wiggled as if she was having a bad dream, and soon she began to sob. But she was still sleeping, it was as if the dream was making things way to real. Her dark grey eyes popped open, "Charlemagne!" She yowled. "He's not back?" she asked, still sobbing from the uncondetional dream. Her fur was wet with fresh tears, but she still stuck her head up from her dad's warm body. "Charlemagne?" She asked, looking around.

    -[Kathryn? You meen Ecstasy?]-



    Ecstasy


    She meowed, and stepped gingerly around her Dad, and slowly plodded over to Charlemagne. "Your alive!" She said, breathless from the short walk over. "Your alive!" She said again. "My uh, dream seemed so real though," She said, her voice a whisper. She huddled against Charlemagne's chest, she felt close to him, like a brother did a sister. She was soon fast asleep, and dreaming sweetly.

    Ecstasy


    She mummbled in her sleep, then opened her tiny eyes. Her mouth was dry and tasted of dirt. She slowly sucked in some water into her mouth from the moss, then nibbled on the green leaves that Raider had pushed infront of her. She slowly hudled against Charlemagne again. She quickly fell asleep against his warm body.

    Ecstasy


    She shivered then meowed when Charlemagne left her. She opened her crusted eyes, and nibbled again on some lavender and feverfew. She looked at the water, then took a couple of sips. She coughed, then coughed again. The mouse she had labouredly caught had made her sick, there had been poison in it's blood.

    OOC: Sorry, my internet went dead a couple of days ago, the people couldn't fix it until today. I didn't know so I couldn't warn you guys! I almost died waiting for then to hurry up and fix it!



    Ecstasy coughed and spluttered, opening her again crusted eyes, and nibbling on the yarrow. She took a drink of water to wash down the horrible taste. She coughed again, and spluttered with surprise and she puked up her last meal. Tears rolled down her soft cheeks, melting away the crust. "Owww" She whined, her voice rough and tired. She unwound herself from Charlemagne, and curled around Momma. She started to cry again, crystalline tears rolling down her cheeks again.

    Username- Bear
    Kit wanted- Torbie


    Name- Flark


    Gender- She-cat


    Personality- Strong willed and pushy, yet gentle at sometimes she will be nice. She will boss you like your a mouse, but she will do what you say, if you ask nicely or it needs to be done. She will attack you when she is old enough if she doesn't like you. She has a short temper.


    Activity Check- On when ever I can get on.


    RP Sample- She shook her little head, concentrating on the mice scattered around the little clearing she was in. She went into a crouching position, stalked forward, and pounced. She came up with a mouthful of stalk-dry grass, sneezing and coughing. "Ewww!" She squealed, coughing and scrapping grass out of her mouth. Flark cried out in shock, she didn't have a mouse! "Noo!" She shrieked, anger filling her gold flaked blue eyes, showing her emotions. Her brow furrowed, and she started contently ahead. She turned around and walked back to the den, she was almost ready to go for another try, just a little nap stood in her way. She got to the den and curled up into a ball, falling asleep quickly.