Posts by russet

To Kiara: I guess its hard to tell >< oops. It the first one tho!
Luckycat: Here's your pic!

Willow: I loved yours! I don't know if it was the pics or what, but they really turned out well!

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<blockquote>[size=1]Acornpaw settled back down beside Lionspirit. She swiftly licked her wound before sighing. "It... it was Feverchill. He attacked me," she mewed quietly. The apprentice lifted her gaze to match the larger warrior's, staring into his eyes with her own red ones. Acornpaw stretched out her limbs, the snow crunching underpaw.

Acornpaw flicked snow off her ear as she heard Cinderkit. "I'm not sure why," Acornpaw replied gently. She'd never thought about that before. The she-cat was sure it was frozen rain though. [/size]</blockquote>

I'd have to say either Honeyfern or Yellowfang. Maybe Bluestar's from her own point of view.

Orphan kit form!

Age Preferred: Five Moons and Older Please!

Alliance {clan? loner? kittypet?} Preferred: Any.

Gender Preferred: Any.

Any additional Notes: Instead of replying, could you send me a PM if there is one?

<blockquote>[size=1]Acornpaw's ear flicked at the sound of a new voice. She turned her pretty head to stare at Quarterpaw, a black and white tom. Acornpaw didn't see him around much, but assumed he was always there. In the depths of her red eyes shone friendliness. The she-cat could tell he was feeling awkard, and she could relate. Acornpaw was often a social outcast. "Hi!" she purred softly in reply. Suddenly the calico apprentice shook her pelt, sending snowflakes flying. "Isn't it beautiful?" she thought out loud, a dreamy look in her eyes. Acornpaw realized that Quarterpaw was still there, and shuffled her paws in embarrassment. Acornpaw gazed at him for a moment, and realized he was quite handsome. She smiled gidily.[/size]</blockquote>

Acornpaw gazed at Quarterpaw. "I'm Acornpaw," she mewed happily. Her paws were wet with snow, and she began to lick them dry. Her pelt was silvery in the white light, instead of its usual black, white and brown patched pattern. In an instant, Acornpaw realized that Quarterpaw hadn't recoiled or noticed at all her red eyes! Finally a cat that could see through that. She let out a laugh as he sneezed.

Thanks so much for giving me Argote! I SHALL MAKE HER A SIGGY! Could you please PM me when she's born?

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Thanks!

[size=1]"Oh," Acornpaw mewed to Quarterpaw. She curled up her tail to cover it. Inside, she hated having that flaw. Feverchill would pay for it. "That was from when Feverchill attacked me. He just, randomly did it, then left the Clan!" Acornpaw noticed that the cut was healing up nicely, and soon her pelt would hopefully make it disappear. The snow was really coming down. She flicked her ear; a tuft of snow flew right at Quarterpaw. The apprentice chuckled.[/size]

"Feverchill," Acornpaw repeated. "I was getting some freshkill when the warrior leapt on me! I clawed at him, but he managed to give me this." Acornpaw moved her tail to reveal the scar. She sighed. "Hopefully it will heal properly."

[size=1]<blockquote>Acornpaw purred her gently, soft purr. Her eyes were kind, and she hadn't notice Quarterpaw jump at the snow. Shrilly, a sparrow called from in the forest. Acornpaw angled her ears towards it, and her belly rumbled. "Training has been normal, thank StarClan," the tortoishell meowed. "But Sandfang hasn't really been training me. Do... do you want to hunt?" Acornpaw added uncertainly to Quarterpaw. She shuffled her paws and studied the frozen earth between them.</blockquote>[/size]

Okay everyone! Ill get started!

<blockquote>Acornpaw smiled at Quarterpaw's approval. The apprentice admired his honesty about his hunting skills. Most stupid tomcats would boast and show off. She flexed her claws eagerly. "That's okay," she meowed encouragingly. "Maybe I can show you some techniques!" Acornpaw raised to her paws and started for the entrance. She flicked her ears goodbye to her Clanmates. "See ya, guys!" she called. Her lean figue moved quickly, and she forgot about her scratch for a minute. Acornpaw appoached the gorse entrance, and realized she didn't know where they were off to. "Where should we hunt? What do you think would be the best place?" Acornpaw inquired. </blockquote>

[size=1]Kit name: Cobalt (How I love latin!)
Kit Gender: Male
Kit Colors: Cobalt is a smokey gray-black tom, with heavy build. He has a white tail tip and pale amber eyes.
Kit Personality: Cobalt is a loyal cat. He often has malicious thoughts, but isn't comepletly brutal. The tom has leader like traits, and is very courageous.
RP Sample:

<blockquote>Sunshine beamed down on the pine forest. Fluffy, white clouds chugged along in the azure sky above, and a faint zephyr blew. Mountains errupted in the hazy distance. Shafts of bright light drifted on to the pine bed below. A shape swiftly stalked through the trees, nearly blacker than a shadow.
Cobalt listened, a faint, shrill noise was coming from the thick undergrowth before his dark paws. He tipped his large head to the side, pale amber eyes curious and slightly thoughtful. His paws treaded quite lightly on the spongey needles, and he causiously approached the high noise. As he nosed the undergrowth away gently, he realized he'd come upon a tiny, pale white kit. The kit stopped its terrible mewling and gazed at Cobalt, blue eyes round and scared. Cobalt didn't show any emotion, besides sheer surprise. What was this abandoned kit doing here? What should he do with it? Cobalt snorted, and gently lifted the newborn kit from its mossy hiding place. He slipped, silently, into the forest, a small bundle bouncing along with him.</blockquote>
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Acornpaw murmured agreement. She let her paws carry her out of the camp, to the ShadowClan territory. Usually, this part of the woods was marshy, but it had frozen now.

OOC: New thread at Lone Hilltop?

[size=1]Kit's name: Cherrykit
Warrior name (Optional): Hmm.... Cherryfur
Fur Color: Cherrykit's pelt is a shining silver, with tabby markings. She was a white paw and a white chest, and her fur is short but thick.
Eye Color: Cherrykit has round, bright amber eyes.
Are you fairly active?: Definately
Recent RP sample(just quote a recent post):

<blockquote>Sunshine beamed down on the pine forest. Fluffy, white clouds chugged along in the azure sky above, and a faint zephyr blew. Mountains errupted in the hazy distance. Shafts of bright light drifted on to the pine bed below. A shape swiftly stalked through the trees, nearly blacker than a shadow.
Cobalt listened, a faint, shrill noise was coming from the thick undergrowth before his dark paws. He tipped his large head to the side, pale amber eyes curious and slightly thoughtful. His paws treaded quite lightly on the spongey needles, and he causiously approached the high noise. As he nosed the undergrowth away gently, he realized he'd come upon a tiny, pale white kit. The kit stopped its terrible mewling and gazed at Cobalt, blue eyes round and scared. Cobalt didn't show any emotion, besides sheer surprise. What was this abandoned kit doing here? What should he do with it? Cobalt snorted, and gently lifted the newborn kit from its mossy hiding place. He slipped, silently, into the forest, a small bundle bouncing along with him.</blockquote> [/size]

Wow, thanks so much! So, the kits aren't born yet, right? Obviously *slaps head*. So, could someome PM me when the thread is started?

Thanks soooooo much! I love Cobalt already!!

<blockquote>[size=1]Two bright, veridian green eyes blinked in the shadows. Gorsefang took a pace forward into the dull gray light. Zerogravity was a mere silhouette at the entrance. "Greetings, Zerogravity," the tom rumbled in a low voice. "Have you seen Greatwhite? He's late," Gorsefang added. Her claws flexed in and out. Dispite the cold, Gorsefang was warm and itching to sink his teeth into some freshkill. "Perhaps we'll begin without him. I hope you like snow wrestling." Gorsefang grinned.[/size]</blockquote>

"Yes," Gorsefang replied. He noted how Greatwhite perfectly blended with the snow. It would prove difficult to land a blow on him today. The warrior stretched and slid out of the set. He sat on a smooth, flat rock and wrapped his tail around his paws. "Who wants to go first?" he asked.