Nissel nodded her head in response to Pinpaw, a smile spreading from cheek to cheek. "Pretty cool, huh? Definitely. Never heard of a clan or tribe with such a name for a rank." She scoffed a laugh, flexing out her claws to ease the ache in her joints as the white she-cat returned her gaze towards the cameo.
"Hey Pin, you were saying something earlier about your former mentor, Puddlestar? Whatever happened to her?"
Helllloooo~!
I'm in a chit-chatty mode. xD What's everyone up to?
Nissel's smile ceased as the sides of her lips formed into a frown, ears pinning to her skull. "I'm sorry to hear about that." She apologized, glancing briefly at her snow white paws before diverting back towards the senior apprentice.
"Clouds, our leader, something similar happened to her. She didn't die, but uh, she was slowly beginning to lose her sanity. No one really knows why, but we're guessing it had to do with all the stuff that was going on - a lot of stress and whatnot. She was my mentor, too, as well as my surrogate mother. She welcomed me into the Comets a long time ago." Nissel explained, searching his green eyes as if trying to dechiper what he may have been feeling at that particular moment.
"Well Pinpaw, count me as your second." Nissel smiled, twitching her ears.
There were no words that could possibly amount to this feeling, no words that could make it right. It was a throbbing anguish in the middle Nissel's heart, one she couldn't seem fathom. Even though she tried to distinguish it from the many other feelings that wisped through her mind, she was unable to understand it - feeling as if she may have been on the verge of tears.
The former healer was completely oblivious as her paws trekked against the sodden upturned soil, unaware of where her paws might have been leading her. She thought these depraving feelings might have had something to do with Sacred, but the sensation didn't seem to linger that far in the back of head. It was a more of a struck of guilt; liability and sadness that was clear in her minty green eyes.
A small, warm cloud of air strayed by her side as Nissel breathed unevenly in the cold, sniffling as her nose began to freeze. She felt as if she was walking on a frigid body of water, her brawny figure flexing as her pace began to increase. All she knew was that she wanted to get out of here, and seek the comfort of the castle. However, those thoughts were quick to disappear, just as the shivering sensation she got from the cold did. Pure green eyes diverted towards the source of all this, her chest beating as her heart felt as if it may at any moment burst from her rib-cage. What was Clouds doing all the way out of here? With eyes wide, the pure white she-cat ran down the heavily mounted province, anchoring long thin shadows as she approached.
"Mother . . . ? What are you doing out here?" Nis breathed, her throat burning as the she-cat inhaled the cold, frigid air.
SHAMEY NO! DX
I remember when you were just a lil nooblet and we first rped with Damon and Zaria. I TOOK YOU UNDER MY WING AND CARED FOR YOU LIKE MY LITTLE CHICKLET *breaks into tears* I also remember when you first became staff - I WAS SO PROUD! D8 I'm going to miss chu Bellur, don't forget to talk to me on AIM. </3
*toddles in*
There was this certain scar design that I was hoping to see sooner or later. ^~ One of my characters is going to lose half her face by a dog, kinda like what happened to Brightheart in the books. Her eye will be covered with a huge scar, as well as some long 'claw like' scratches along her shoulder and neck. Also, instead of losing her ear, it'll be bent.
As far as reference to this type of scar, I was looking at this picture. http://browse.deviantart.com/?…obal=1&q=Dustsky#/d37bbyr
If we could do this, it'd save me a lot of time failing in my attempts to try and edit it without a tablet. xD
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The peppered black, orange and white she-cat snarled as she lacerated through an enemies throat, piercing through vital skin tissue as her head snapped back, twisting it's neck in a swift motion. A snarl erupted in her throat as Sierraverse kicked the limp cadaver to the side, shaking away the blood and gore that stained her lips. Easing herself back onto her paws, the Windclan warrior returned into the heat of the battle, noticing Jinx as she approached. Spiritpaw caught the side of her clear lapis gaze, noticing her tactic.
Hoping to distract Jinx so Spiritpaw could come up from behind the white she-cat, Sierraverse pushed herself forth in the direct line of the Comet leader, thrusting out her hind legs as she aimed to tackle Jinx.
A sharp gasp choked in her throat as Valentine pinned her from the side, her left side crashing into the dirt as Sierraverse thrusted out her arms, hoping to slash her claws against the enemy's chest and push her off.
and if you have to leave,
Her eyes shown like lapis beads, staring forth into the murky water of the hollow. Cat tails were reposed on each end of the river bed, glittering with the thick encasement of dew that sparkled in the sun light. The peppered black, orange and white she-cat’s gaze, however, was lingering in a different direction, ears pivoting towards the soft rustle of grass and twigs as the cat tails shifted in their position. The femme’s lithe body slowly lowered against the sodden earth floor in response to the noise, maw just barely parted as the scent of the water vole clung to the roof of her maw.
Sierraverse had been absent from camp since she returned, finding pleasure in the solitude of the forest. It set her mind at ease, giving the warrior a chance to escape from the havoc that recked wherever she lay her paws - only a few days ago had she approached Plasmaflare and Brazenpaw, and look how that ended.
Sierra’s thoughts were quick to vanish as the snapping of twigs echoed a few feet away from her, the soft pitter-patter of small feet ringing in her ears. Holding her breath, the calico stood statue still until finally, the dark gray rodent appeared. It’s slick fur was pressed back, evidence enough that it had been padding around in the water. Sierra took no heed to the matter, and within a quick moment, she thrust her hind legs against the upturned soil, long appendages outstretching forth as she leapt.
i wish that you would just leave
Claws met fur as a loud squeal escaped through the vole’s teeth, Sierra’s maw parting as she quickly locked it against the rodent’s head, claws piercing into it’s body to hold it still. And with a swift jerk of her head, the wail ended with a blood curdling snap. The Windclanner let out a breath of air as she slowly re-positioned herself on her paws, blue eyes diverting downward towards the disfigured bounty. The appearance of a vole had always managed to creep her out, their ugly beady black eyes staring forth, and it’s chiseled buck teeth simply sending shivers down her spine. Ugh.
Sighing, she slowly bent down as she clamped her teeth against the wet crimson fur, taking a step back out of the muddy province. Her ivory paws were soaked to the bone with the dirty water, instinctively shaking it off as Sierra leapt back towards stable ground. The cold mist that the river expelled was soothing against her body, unknown to her that her head was aching with pain. The veins in her head throbbed, and all she felt like doing was jumping in the river. Of course, Sierraverse had very little practice swimming, and she had been to much of a wimp to even think about it.
The mere thought made her scoff in amusement, her cat-like eyebrows arched as she settled the vole on the ground beside her. The day was still young, and she knew she wouldn’t be missed back in camp for a few hours. With that thought on her mind, the Windclan warrior gently nudged the damp body to the side, resting on her stomach as she stared forth into the river.
cause your presence still lingers here
A calm smile was evident on her features as she slipped her paws gracefully into the liquid crystaline, long white whiskers twitching at the cold feeling. It was nice, soothing. She let her eyes slowly close as her mind drifted off in thought, white and orange ears slowly lowering towards her head. Sierra wondered how Blacktwist was doing . . . she hadn't spoken to him since their walk together. In fact, She had learned a lot of things about the tom who always kept to himself, wondering how she had always seemed to respond well towards cats with bitter personalties - she had been friends with Mintdapple, and still was. What could Mintdapple and Blacktwist possibly see in a cat like herself? Nonetheless, Sierraverse was quick to dismiss those thoughts.
Instead, her mind began to linger on a certain brown and white ticked tabby, as if the picture of him was burnt into her eye lids. She had felt sorry for him, after what Brazenpaw had told them both - it was simply barbaric. What could have possibly possessed her to say such things? Did she really think that would bend him back into to shape? Not only had she lost a friend that day, but she had also lost a daughter, too. Braze and the others were like her children just as much as they were to Plasmaflare, despite the recent affairs that had been happening. However, Sierra had banished all her feelings of lust for the Windclan deputy. She couldn't let herself be in love with him, she simply couldn't.
It wouldn't have been fair to him, he deserved someone who could actually be there for him. She had left before, who was say it might not happen again? He was in love with Bearstar - and as long as that remained, she promised herself not to get in the middle of it. That had happened with Forgottenstory and Plasmaflare, and look how that ended up. Sierraverse had given her heart to him before, and only after he had asked her to be his mate, had he gone off and cheated on her with the Medicine Cat. He had stomped on her heart and thrown it to the curb, and however much she didn't want to admit it, she was afraid to ever love again. Sierra was sick and tired of feeling that way about him, though. He was still one of the few friends she still had - and would always remain that way if it was up to her. She simply wished she could have been there for him, and maybe then would Plasmaflare realize how many people were there for him, cared for him and was rooting for him on the sidelines. With a sigh, the calico shoved all those thoughts away, evident on the sound of rushing water, and letting the soothing feeling of mist wash over her.
and it wont leave me alone
[ Uh, woah. o-o Please don't feel obligated to return a post this long, cause I wont be doing it again. xDD ]
Sacred's smile had seemed to reflect off of hers, a warm smirk slipping from her lips. As the white she-cat slowly approached, her expression was quick to fade, her head tilting forward as her pale green eyes pierced his. "I said something I didn't mean, Sacred . . . And I need to apologize." Nissel sighed, lowering herself down on her haunches. She couldn't be everything that he needed her to be, and however much it pained her, she was willing to accept that fact that they couldn't be together. Nissel was here to make things right, and only hope that he would understand.
"I'm sorry I said what I did, I didn't mean for you to get hurt. You told me you were with Aria, and that was the impression I was under. I can still see that you love her, Sacred, and im glad that you do. I want you to be with someone who makes you happy to be alive, someone whose has accepted you for you. I'm haunted by how things might've been if the tables had turned, but I just want you to know that I'm always here. You're still my best friend, my Oathbrother. And if it was up to me, you always will be. I want to be able to come to you if im having problems, and I want you to do the same. Because im torn when you leave . . . you make things better by being here - whether it's mentally or physically."
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Mother Confessor
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Mother Confessor
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Elias
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The young cub will look more like his father than anything else, portraying the wild-cat look to a very large extent. He has niccely rounded ears and large paws for tearing things up fighting and keeping himself balanced, as well as a sharp chocolate eyes. Unfortunately, Elias will be completely blind in his left eye, but this had never seemed to bother him. Eli has a small muzzle, and a large black and pink nose.
His main fur color is a hazel, this shade ranging from orange to a creamy white. A few dark hues such as black, gray and brown are peppered along his physique, lathered in dim spots and stripes. The spots on his body will slowly grow more faint as it reaches down to his toes, giving the look of a ticked tabby in a sense. The young cub will have a fluffy white belly, rising all along his abdomen, down the back of his appendages, and up all the way along his throat and ending at his muzzle. A black hue covers both of his ears, along with a similar ivory white that lines his eyes and blurs down his cheeks. Black stripes appear to the sides of his nose, this is where his long black and white whiskers sprout out. =) Finally, we end at his striped tail. It portray his common tawny and dark brown appearance, black stripes ringing along it's side before ending off as a a black tip.
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To put it simply, Eli is a very self determined, honenst, snarky, smooth-talking fuzzy head. (; He loves people and will always seem to be enjoying himself, and appears to have an air of nobility clear about him. His favorite past times would always have to be wrestling - that, and then sleeping. ;3 He will always playfully pick on his father, and seeing as Luce is a margay, Elias will actually feel more comfortable around him. He'd wrestle with his father all the time, but would be hesitant to with his mother - seeing as she's not as big as his daddy, and he'd be afraid to hurt her.
As Elias grows, he will be an extraordinary fighter. As a child he'll have much room to grow, and would always be exstatic to learn new things - as well as become a keen listener. Although he appears fluffy and adorable on the outside, when he's upset, Eli will go haywire. xD Family is everything to him, and he wouldn't trade it for anything.
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Paws traversed rhythmically through the upturned soil, the young cub's rump high in the air, and nose pressing against the wispy green grass that lathered along the field. The sun was at it's highest, illuminating the thick encasements of dew that was visible upon the various vegetation. The shadows of the trees anchored long thin shadows against the province, casting little warmth to those who stood below it. His large paws pressed lightly into what was left of the melting snow, bits of debris and blades of grass weaving through the sodden snow.
'I'll find 'em!' Elias thought, determination clear in his chocolate brown eyes. He concentrated on the scent that roamed about him, lingering in the air and clinging to the roof of his maw. The young margay hybrid noticed nothing out of his pale left eye, keeping vigil on his ability the sniff out people and predators. "You can't run far, Nicholas!" Elias chirped loudly, a large smirk pressing into a fine line along his lips. He was the king of hide and seek, no one could get passed his mastered ability!
With that in mind, Elias stomped through the bramble and gorse, sniffing the air and the ground below him. A sudden giggle caught his keen hearing, and with a good-natured scoff, the tom happily pranced forth towards the mirthful cheering, keeping his figure in disguise, nonetheless. His older brother Nicholas giggled softly as his paws over hanged the large spur of rock he was perched upon, his body low to the granite, and inquisitive green eyes scanning what was before him. However, Elias was two steps ahead, and crawling through the large tantamount of grass, he stared forth at the back of his brother, tail lashing like a whip from behind him.
One. . . two . . . Three! With paws outstretched, Elias thrusted his hind legs against the ground, flinging himself into the air as his large paws pressed heavily into the shoulders of his brother, holding against him as he clung to his back. Nick's weight seemed to slip from under him, and with a yelp from both brothers, the two landed face first in the dirt, appendages sprawled.
"Get off of me you big lump!" Nicholas beamed, spitting out grass as he playfully swatted a paw at Eli - rolling over on his side. Taking this moment to his advantage, Elias yowled a triumphet victory, wrestling with his brother once more as he wrapped his jaw along his neck, but not to hard as to hurt him, however. "Oh no! I'm pinned, whatever will I do!" The younger brother teased with a snort, a grin on his lips as he positioned himself just right, rolling over on his stomach as Elias tackled him to the ground. And with that, Nicholas began laughing hysterically and giddily, using his hind legs as he kicked the tom right where it hurts.
"OH GOOD L- . . . NICHOLAS!!!" Elias screeched, twisting his thighs and hurdling to the floor in a wallowing ball of fur.
[ Don't even ask xDD ]
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I'm thinking about maybe having him becoming the reincarnation of Rapidpaw, the former Medicine Cat apprentice of Thunderclan? Their personalties are very different, so maybe Elias may change a tad as he grows older. Again, not sure on this one. And hmm, im going to be under the impression that these kits will be born in Windclan, since their mother is there? Sorry if it states otherwise, I read this last night and might've skipped it. x3
If that's the case, nonetheless, maybe when Luce comes to pick him up and they cross the river border, Eli may accidentally fall into the rapids. Luce ends up saving him, and ever since then he sees his daddy as his hero? ;3 Cheesy, but it's an alternative. xD
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Snowclan with his daddy~! <3
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He's going to be blind in his left eye.
Sirens are in incognito
Nissel smiled as she noticed the blue tabby leader appear, her tail flicking in acknowledgement. "Painting, as Amavi said." She purred.
*stuffs fruity in a bowl, fills with milk and raises a spoon*
Fruity~! 8D
Hellooo =3
Haha, yeah. He's going to become Sabe's ultimate stalker. xD
My muse with him is low, so. *snorfle*
I have muse, only for Nissel and maybe a few other characters, though. xD
Who wants to meet Fessy's cat, Zazzy? ;3
Sorry for the horrible quality. xD
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A small meadowlark was clamped tightly in the former healer's maw, ivory incisors piercing into the tussle of feather and skin. Nissel was actually quite proud of herself, however much the bounty she was bringing in was a low, small amount - nothing that would do much a difference for her tribe. Ever since Jinx began training her, Nis had been taking her time into her own paws and had been doing solo hunts and patrols, the thrill of exertion keeping her on her paws.
As Nissel padded quietly back to the Comet's main gates, her luminescent minty gaze diverted forth towards the grassy upturned province, anchoring long thin shadows as she walked without haste.
A sad smile formed a fine ling along her lips, the ivory white she-cat leaning forth before swiping her pale tongue along his cheek and against his nose. She didn't want him to cry, this moment was far to perfect for any of their pain. "And I'll always love you, Sacred." Nissel purred, pressing her cheek against his chest, holding herself in his embrace. She did love Pinpaw, but she had only met him a few times, and to be honest, Nis wasn't sure what the tri-pod thought of her. Maybe it was just a pointless crush, but nonetheless, it was still there - lingering in her head.
Even so, it was impossible for her to forget all the moments she and Sacred shared together. They both held those feelings and memories, and she'd cherish them forever. Nissel still loved him more then she should have . . . but it was time for them both to move on. You didn't choose who you loved.
"You know, the dance is still going on." Nissel purred in amusement in his fur, her shoulder leaning against his own. She had found Sacred here after leaving the party to get a breath of fresh air. Nis was proud of herself for thinking up the idea and being able to host it by herself - you couldn't get much better then that.
Okay, so Theron and I were talking about plots with our characters, and one of them involved a living character to walk in the dreams of another living character. I know there's a thing at the shop where a Starclan cat can walk in someone's dreams, but this is a little different.
It can only happen between two connected characters, and they have to fall into a deep sleep for it to work - it cant be one cat sleeping and the other one wide awake, etc etc. xD The ability would allow them to do it multiple times over. During the dream, they're kinda like ghosts. They don't actually feel each other's touch, but instead, they experience it, kinda like you would in an actual dream. They have the ability to change the dream, as well. Like if they wanted to change the background, etc - just like you would in real life. xD
So yeah. I don't know if you would want to make this into an actual ability that stays with them, or something you'd have to purchase at the store multiple times for however many times you'd want it to happen. Anyways, opinions?
Quote"Allows unlimited contact with the afterlife, through dreams and with ghosts, as well as ability to sense emotions of others, and limited clairvoyance."
You're right, actually. xD And that would probably need to be edited, then. ^^^
And yeah, I suppose it is. Though The Sight allows much more then just that. xD
