[size=1]Hai guys, awesome site you've got here. I'm new. ^^
I'm Crystal, I've RPed for about 3 years I think. I mostly do cat RPs, but I am also doing dog RPs now. I'm 14, my birthday is in July. Go Cancers! xD Umm...I like chocolate a lot, or anything sweet really. I can be a bit of a party pooper, and super disgusting sometimes, so you'll have to bear me then. I can also be very rude, snappy, and such when I'm in a bad mood, or something.
I can't wait to RP with you guys!![/size]
Cat's Name: Spider
Cat's Age: 27 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: Loner
Position: Loner
Appearance: <blockquote>Spider is a grey and white cat. He's quite skinny. His fur is short and mostly white, with a couple light gray smudges all over his body. His muzzle is pointed, his ears tall and gray. There are small grey streaks on his forehead, and outlining his eyes. His nose is dark, and his whiskers are barely visible against his soft fur. His eyes are beautiful. They're an amazing shade of green, with flecks of blue and turquoise here and there. His pupils are like small black holes in watery pools, his emotions residing in the darkest depths of his eyes.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Spider's a shy cat. He doesn't talk much, but he knows how to take control of things. He has a temper, and can be very fierce. He will lash out at you, and he's prepared to hurt anyone if they did something deserves it. He's also very clumsy, and can trip over anything. Even though he's clumsy, he's trustworthy and can always complete a job given to him fully. He's serious most of the time, and embarrassed easily. He does not like being the center of attention, and if he is, he just stares down. He's unpredictable most of the time, and doesn't like to stay in one place for long. You can say he's sweet sometimes, fulfilling his duties and acting kindly occasionally.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Spider was born to a she-cat named Whisper. She was a strict mother, and very protective of her single kit. Spider's father is unknown, his mother never spoke of him. Spider was eventually kicked out; his mother told him to go make something out of his life. The reason being, his mother wanted something to be proud of, even if she wasn't there with him. Of course, Whisper had an ego, and wouldn't show her soft side to her son. The young tom was only about 8 moons old, and he wandered into loner territory. Since he was accustomed to living alone, and had grown used to the never-ending silence around him, he settled in, not wanting to travel anymore. He still resides there, as a loner.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>A single moving shape slipped through the lengthening shadows, it's paws making no noise and it's tail swishing back and forth, back and forth...oh so slowly. It was a tom cat, skinny and nervous. His jade-green eyes shone in the gathering darkness, and the silence stretched on, broken by only the warning calls of birds and scurrying of prey, fleeing from the feline.
The cat, Spider, as he was called, didn't like the eerie silence of the night. He jumped at every sound, his eyes flashing nervously.Oh I hate the night so much.. he thought. He quickened his pace, going from a slow walk to a fast gallop. He sped through the trees, like a white flash. Spider could see the edge of the trees now, opening into a wide clearing. He leaped forward, hind paws pushing him off the ground powerfully, and he sailed through the air. Landing on his paws gracefully, he bounded forward and stopped in the clearing, his breathing heavy from the running. He padded to the center of the open space, and lay down in a grassy spot, the waving green fronds tickling his underbelly. The little tom cat looked up at the sky, the moon shining so brightly. He stared at it, mesmerized by its wonderful beauty, until he could feel his eyelids drooping with sleepiness. Laying his head on his paws, he yawned widely, flashing long fangs before closing his eyes, and falling asleep, awaiting the dawn soon to grace the night sky.</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote></blockquote>
Cat's Name: Hawkflight
Cat's Age: 27 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: Riverclan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: <blockquote>Hawkflight is a grey tabby. Her fur is short and sleek, and many shades of gray. The colors are in layers almost, one after another in either splotches or stripes. Her head is also the same colors, and her nose is pink. You can barely see her whiskers against her fur. Half her nose bridge is white. Her eyes are soft amber, warm pools that show her every emotion clearly. </blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Hawkflight is unpredictable, crazy and very creative. She's nice normally, but can be mean and sometimes also a bit scary. She's fierce but in a loving way and is a nice and good cat atleast 90% of the time. She doesn't go crazy mad on any of her friend so you can call her a good friend. She's somewhat insecure, but people say it only makes her adorable. Loyal, strong and trustworthy, she's all of those.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Hawkflight has always been a RiverClan cat, and was a born swimmer. She loved the water ever since she was born. Her father and mother were alive and well until one day when little Hawkkit was close to 3 moons old that her father was teaching her how to swim. They were splashing and having fun until a huge wave came along and swept them down the river. Hawkkit, barely able to keep her head above the water, lost sight of her father. She blacked out, and woke up on the shore. Her father was not there. Hawkkit was found by a RiverClan patrol, drenched and barely breathing. Her father was found that same day, in the afternoon, cold, wet, and, most importantly, dead. Yes, he was dead and Hawkkit blamed herself for it for a long time. She hung onto the fact that he was gone, never to come back to her, and that it was all her fault. Had he not been teaching her to swim he would still be alive and well. Her mother always told her to let go of the past, that is wasn't her fault but she never believed her. Her mother became and elder and died peacefully, her last words 'Let go of the past, Hawkflight. All will work out, don't worry.' It was then that she realized, she shouldn't blame herself; her mother's words finally reached her, too late maybe. But she lived on happily with the memories of her kithood, and her remembrance of her parents.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>[2nd bio.]</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote>Nothing. ;]</blockquote>
[size=1]<blockquote>What? I checked the list though, and it's not on there. There's only Hailstone, Hailkit, Hailpaw, and Hailstorm.[/size]</blockquote>
[size=1]<blockquote>Okay, how is it now?[/size]</blockquote>
<blockquote>[size=1]Here's the link: Click. I think the stripes are only one of her cheeks.[/size]</blockquote>
[size=1]<blockquote>What, seriously? Okay then...I'll take it out of her appearance.
EDIT: Is it okay now?</blockquote>[/size]
Cat's Name: Belle
Cat's Age: 22 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: Kittypet
Position: Kittypet
Appearance: <blockquote>Belle is a white she-cat with grey tinged paws and sharp green eyes. The top part of her face is streaked with brown and her nose bridge is the same color. Her fur is long and fluffy. She wears a red collar with a small silver bell on it. Belle has tall, brown and white ears. Her long feathery plume of a tail is all white.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Belle is a quiet cat. She likes to watch more than act. When in a new place, she likes to think of herself as invisible and when spotted, she wishes she could disappear. She is very shy around others likes to be alone sometimes. She can be bold and reckless at times, sometimes standing up for herself and others, though she usually stays quiet. She loves her Twoleg home, though sometimes she wishes for freedom, but that's rarely. </blockquote>History: <blockquote>Belle doesn't have much of a history, her life was and is pretty simple. She was born a kittypet and given away to a pound. Her owner, a 21 year old girl named Charlotte, adopted her after 3 weeks there. She lived in a small house with just Charlotte. A couple years later, Charlotte got married to a man named Marcus. They moved to a larger house a month later.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>[3rd bio.]</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote>--</blockquote>
Cat's Name: Dreamingpaw
Cat's Age: 6 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: ThunderClan
Position: Apprentice
Appearance: <blockquote>Dreamingpaw is a small long-haired she-cat. Her fur is off-white, tan, brown and black. She's small, but her size grants her amazing agility. Her chest is off-white with a tan streak going across the middle. Her paws are also off-white, with rings of brown and tan. Her whiskers are long, and her nose is brownish. Her head is finely shaped, with small ears and a distinct tabby mark on her forehead. Her eyes are crystalline blue, amazing and very pretty.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Dreamingpaw is an extremely shy cat. She's not one to mingle with others, she's the one who follows someone she knows around. She needs coaxing to talk to new cats, and speaks very softly. When she's with cats she knows, she's very friendly and nice, and talks a lot. She knows when to stay away, and observes more than speaks(even if she talks a lot). She is not angered easily, but is sometimes. When she is, she's really, really quiet and only talks when she's spoken to.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Kithood
Dreamingkit was born in a littler of two, but her brother had been stillborn, and therefore, nameless. Dreamingkit was named for the common faraway look in eyes, as if she was dreaming about something that only she could see. She grew up very shy, and was usually the quietest of kits. Her father died in a border battle, and her mother took care of her most of the time. When the was close to getting her apprentice name, Dreamingkit's mother caught greencough and passed away to StarClan.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>[3rd bio.]</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote>Nothing else.</blockquote>
[size=1]<blockquote>My cat, Dreamingpaw from ThunderClan, needs a mentor. She's a sweet and shy cat, but if you want a full description here's her bio link: Click.
My preference would be someone who's outgoing but nice and strict at the same time. But it's alright if it's not like that. ^^</blockquote>[/size]
[size=1]Username: Crystal
Kit's name and warrior name when they are older: Sparkkit » Sparktail
Gender: Tom
Appearance: Sparkkit is a skinny dark orange tabby. His tabby stripes are multicolored, some dark, others light and some are in between. His tail is long and thin, with very dark orange circles that grow darker as the near the tip. His underbelly is white, and his soft fur is thick on his chest which is also white. On his front paws, the toes are white, hiding long silver claws. His back paws are fully white, not only his toes. His body is skinny, yet lean, and he moves with graceful agility. His head is finely shaped, with a slightly broad chin, and tall, rounded ears. His eyes are almond-shaped, yet sharply and appear to be narrowed most of the time. They are pale green, with a hint of yellow. They show his every emotion, clear and beautiful. His eyes are captivating and catch your attention immediately, and when he stares back, you just can't look away.
Personality: Sparkkit is a very gentle and caring cat, but can be timid at times. He's kind, and willing to help any cat in need, though is wary of the other Clans. He doesn't like big crowds, but doesn't really like being alone either. He's confident of himself, and can sometimes be a bit conceited. He is not angered easily, and he doesn't have a short temper. He can take insults to himself, but can not stand it when another cat is being bullied. He always has kind words, or words of advice and support. He's always ready to listen unless he's in a bad mood, which is mostly on rainy days.
Activity 1-7days: I usually come on like every other day, but sometimes I can't access the computer so on those days you won't see me. If I go inactive, there's always a reason and if I expect my inactivity, I always post in the Going Away board.
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[size=1]<blockquote>Awesome, he's perfect! Should we start a thread, and do you want to start it or should I?</blockquote>[/size]
[size=1]<blockquote>Fallenleaf or Viperheart?</blockquote>[/size]
[size=1]<blockquote>I have Dreamingpaw in ThunderClan. You can see her bio here. She's one moon younger than him, is that alright with you?
And I also have Belle for Ahadi. Here's her bio. I think she's kinda young for him though but it's up to you really...
Just tell me what you think, though I'm not sure if Belle and Ahadi would work out.</blockquote>[/size]
[size=3][D.R.E.A.M.I.N.G][/size]
[size=1]<blockquote>Dreamingpaw sat in the Sandy Hollow, patiently awaiting for her mentor, Luminouspelt. Her paws shuffled nervously in the grainy sand on the ground as a soft breeze ruffled the apprentice's fur slightly. In truth, Dreamingpaw was very nervous, as she didn't know Luminouspelt very well. She hoped he was a nice cat; she had never approached him before anyway. What would he be like? It was all a complete mystery to the she-cat.
The sun was covered by thick gray clouds, and the day seemed dreary and depressing. The air smelled of an upcoming rain fall, and that worried Dreamingpaw. Her first training session was today, and it was going to be rained out! That was disappointing, and it made her even more nervous. Tasting the air, the ThunderClan apprentice smelled a cat; hopefully it was Luminouspelt, but she wasn't sure as the smell of rain dominated every other scent. And so Dreaming paw stod up and called out in a shaky voice, "Luminouspelt? Is that you?"</blockquote>[/size]
[size=1]<blockquote>Okay here's the link to the thread, I just started it: Click!</blockquote>[/size]
[size=3][D.R.E.A.M.I.N.G][/size]
<blockquote>[size=1]A much larger cat than Dreamingpaw stepped forward, his mouth stretched out in a slightly amused smile. The apprentice relaxed visibly, and dipped her head respectively to her mentor meowing, "Yes, I am Dreamingpaw. It's nice to meet you, Luminouspelt."
She looked over at the training grounds, awaiting Luminouspelt to suggest that they start. Hopefully he would start with something easy for her, and her nervousness grew even more, like a heavy weight on her shoulders. She glanced back at Luminouspelt, quietly waiting for his words to reach her pricked ears.[/size]</blockquote>
[size=3][D.R.E.A.M.I.N.G][/size]
[size=1]<blockquote>Dreamingpaw watched as Luminouspelt padded to the center of the Sandy Hollow, his pelt sleek and shining. He turned his to her, and asked, "Have you been around the territories?That's normally the essential thing to begin your training session with."
Dreamingpaw jumped to her paws, and took a couple hasty steps forward. Her eyes stared at Luminouspelt cursiouly, though she didn't look at him directly in the eyes. She was still nervous, and it made her stare at her paws; having a mentor was sort of overwhelming for the young cat. Now, hearing his question, Dreamingpaw jumped as if shaken out of deep thought, and her head jerked back up, eyes gazing back at Luminouspelt.
"Um...uh...no I haven't been around the territories...not yet..." stammered Dreamingpaw, her voice soft and breaking often. She studied her paws, eyes staring hard as she sheathed and unsheathed her claws, waiting for Luminouspelt to tell her what to do.
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[size=3][S.P.I.D.E.R][/size]
<blockquote>[size=1]A small shadow flitted across the ground, belonging to a skinny cat. His paws moved swiftly over the hard baked ground, eyes shifting from side to side, as if he were expecting someone or something to attack him. His claws were unsheathed, glinting in the moonlight, long and curved. His fur was damp, as a drizzle of rain fell down from the dark blue sky.
Spider halted, looked to both sides, thn ducked under a large clump of bracken nearby to escape the falling water. His jade green eyes were vivid in the darkness, but there was seemingly no one around to see them. The nervous cat was grateful for the silence, and glad that no one was around. Atleast, that's what he thought.
Snap!
His head whipped back behind him, from where the noise had come from. Spider held his breath, and hopped to his paws, fur on end. His eyes flashed warily as they glared out of the bracken fronds. He called out, in shaky words. "Who's there?! Show yourself!"[/size]</blockquote>
