Posts by warriorcatsluver

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    Dewkit/star was to excited to order her 'troops' to attack. She gave a loud 'MROW!' as Brightkit/star pounced on her, and started batting her belly with her hind legs, flapping her front ones in an attempt to grab her adversary's head.


    Squirrelkit/claw rallied to Starkit/flower's side and tugged Greykit/song's ear.

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    Cobra slid from shadow to shadow, her pale yellow eyes glowering and her smooth, short chocolate fur rippling. She looked like she belonged, on the outskirts of the fun, hidden in mystery. She leaped up on the arm of a zombie decoration, (which she could tell was fake due to the scent) and let her long tail trail off. She was abnormally skinny and long limbed, freakish and rogueish, and absolutely beautiful. Though she was very much a rogue, she almost never started a fight, usually didn't snap at anyone, and at times could be quite enjoyable.


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    Cobra slid from shadow to shadow, her pale yellow eyes glowering and her smooth, short chocolate fur rippling. She looked like she belonged, on the outskirts of the fun, hidden in mystery. She leaped up on the arm of a zombie decoration, (which she could tell was fake due to the scent) and let her long tail trail off. She was abnormally skinny and long limbed, freakish and rogueish, and absolutely beautiful. Though she was very much a rogue, she almost never started a fight, usually didn't snap at anyone, and at times could be quite enjoyable.


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    Cobra slid from shadow to shadow, her pale yellow eyes glowering and her smooth, short chocolate fur rippling. She looked like she belonged, on the outskirts of the fun, hidden in mystery. She leaped up on the arm of a zombie decoration, (which she could tell was fake due to the scent) and let her long tail trail off. She was abnormally skinny and long limbed, freakish and rogueish, and absolutely beautiful. Though she was very much a rogue, she almost never started a fight, usually didn't snap at anyone, and at times could be quite enjoyable.


    Alright, now I'm ready to RP. Someone want to RP with me to post 10?

    (thanks foxtail!)


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    Cobra sat up a little straighter, her eyes slicing like laser beams through the night. "The same reason any cat would, I suppose." She answered in a slight riddle, letting her long, supple back stretch as she leaped to the ground. Even though she wasn't acting too hostile, she still had a rather intimidating appearance. Partly because of the long, straight black claws that flashed in the moonlight.


    I belive it was the july gathering, quite some time ago. The usual weird stuff was happening, including a wolf that spoke cat, and a fox that could sing. Yes, SING. Stupid, I know. There was also a queen who could speak wildcat, and had several of them as guards. Not to mention all the fights and killings. Nothing new there. At one point, there was even a tom and other she cat who got high on catnip and.....
    ANyways, things were crazy as usual, and no one was actually sharing information or anything. ALL of a sudden, a twoleg walks into the gathering. YES a twoleg. Dressed in CAMO. and he starts RANDOMLY mowing down cats with a machine gun. ITS WAS SO DUMB! He was hacking down cats (or trying to) with a machette too. Madness I tell you. Madness.


    And I bet the cats magicly never got hurt and they all killed/drove off the Twoleg?

    Character Name: Liontail


    Gender: tom


    Clan/Group{if any}: ScarClan


    Rank{if any}: Warrior


    Appearance:


    Personality: Handsome and young, Liontail is a quite useful warrior. He has abundant strength and energy, and has proven to be a great hunter.


    History: Born into the Clan.

    Dewkit/star backed up, spat, arched her back and straightened her tail. "I've warned you for the last time Brightstar! Take your pitiful Clan of rogues and leave this forest!"


    Squirrelkit/claw did a beautiful pounce/slid onto Starkit/flower after a quick geek glance at Ashkit/flight.

    Kay, so I found this beautiful picture of a cat on a site called Howrse.com. The picture works just fine on there, and you can repost it and it will still show up. But, every time I try to post it here, it just doesn't work. For one thing, the address is freewebs, but it keeps self editing to warriorcatsrpg. Is there anyway to get the picture to work without having to upload it? Here's the address (don't click it, it doesn't work, and keep in mind that it should say freewebs instead of warriorcatsrpg)


    http://www.freewebs.com/5clans/Firestorm.jpg

    When you go to your unread messages, you might have a huge list of things that you don't want. Isn't it annoying to go to each thread and click unsubscribe, then maneuver back and do it again? I think there should be tick-boxes next to the threads, and an option to unsubscribe to the selected threads. (:


    What do you all think? (:

    [img width=510 height=340]http://simplesaurus.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/cali.jpg[/img]
    Wildwind || 49 moons || WindClan || She-cat ||Excited || No Relationship


    A flash of calico fur blasted out from bedhin the warrior's den. Olive green eyes gleamed with anticipation. Thankfully, Wildwind had been awake and was just watching the stars. Her long body wound through the grass as she bolted out of camp, yowling the alarm. "Stop, kit stealer!" She paused for a nano-second, opening her mouth to draw in the scents. She saw the path that the loner was taking and instantly tore after it.

    Wildwind leaped up on a rock hidden in the grass. She half-sat, her long tail trailing off the rock. Her pale green eyes reflected the moonlight, seeming to have no pupils. Just standing there, she drew her lips and abundant white whiskers back with a hiss. Then she slid down and slid silently through the grass. She was WindClan! And not only that, running was her favorite past-time. Feeling good about everything, she took a shortcut through the tall grass and ended up in front of Kiana, knowing that the loner was currently following a rabbit trail. Eyes now gleaming with a hint of how dangerous she could be, she stepped out of the curtain of grass and arched her back.