Posts by Silverwing61

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    [br][size=5]Drizzlewing[/size]
    [size=4] of WindClan
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    [br]Pelt: Silver fawn tabby
    Eyes: Blue


    [br]I am a scruffy-coated she-cat with round, wild eyes. I am deathly afraid of water and will never enter any water, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other cats.
    [br]I have long aspired to be the leader of my Clan one day, but smartly keep that to myself. I am not greedy or overly ambitious, I just want to do the most with my life that I can.

    [shadow=red,left][color=pink][glow=red,2,300]Go Silverclan! I am Silverwing61 and was wondering if anyone would want to roleplay. Silverclan has just moved to a new area along with some rogues and loners. They now have to get back on their feet after being attacked by foxes. It is newleaf, and they are in a deserty area with a few trees, a savannah.

    Silverwing dashed in, slowing to a stop. She thinks to herself that being a clan cat might not be so bad, if all of these other cats liked it. She looked around, wondering if she will meet anyone new today. As deputy of Silverclan, one of the newest clans, she has to stand in for her sick leader. Their moving to this strange new land has brought lots of different prey. Luckily, almost none of it was fish. She shuddered as she thought about water. She leaped to highrock and sat on it, giving a nod to the other leaders.

    Silverwing looked out over the crowd to the Silverclan cats. They aren't worried, she thought, so why should I be? The medicine cat ,Rowenbark, was talking about the pack of dogs last new-leaf. Silverwing thought he always made everything funny. Looking back over the crowd, she saw there were more cats than she originally thought, but she looked out into the cats with confidence, like a leader would.

    A cat raced in from the side of the gathering, dashing to Rowenbark. They talked a little bit, then Rowenbark padded to Silverwing and said "Goldstar is worse. I have to go help." And then he left with the other Silverclan cat. Silverwing scanned the faces of her cats. They weren't worried. They hadn't heard. Silverwing looked out over the rest of the crowd, glad she wasn't the one with whitecough.

    Silverwing looks back over the crowd, anxious for any news about her leader. Rowenbark slowly pads in, walking to Silverwing. Rowenbark says slowly" Goldstar did not make it" Silverwing realizes she is now leader, but she is sad for Goldstar. He was on his last life.

    Silverstar, when it`s her turn, says " The fresh-kill is running well in Silverclan, but sadly our leader Goldstar is in Starclan. I am the new leader, Silverstar." She then leaps down from the rock and looks for someone to talk to.

    Rowenbark hears the familiar sound that is greencough. He spots some catmint on the side of the gathering, and brings it to the afflicted cat.


    Silverstar watches from the side as Rowenbark finds the catmint. She notes the place he found it. They would probably would need more later.

    Silverstar jumps on the fox and bites the back of the neck, driving it into a rage. She yells "It will attack almost anything now. lead it into a stream by staying right in front of it and running to a stream!"

    Silverstar paced through the side of the gathering. She looked up at Rowenbark "is it time? Should I sit vigil before I go to the moonpool? When do I pick a deputy?" Rowenbark simply shook his head.