Posts by thefracturedcookie

People call me Eupha, Cookie, and Kimber. So, herro! x3 this site looks fun. and it's so active OAo....the last forum site i was on was completely dead...xDD anyways..yeah hope i don't mess up, though im pretty sure i get it x3

Hi! thank you both! ^^

Just what the title says..xD

Username: TheFracturedCookie/EuphoricDisphoria
Cat's name: Bearclaw
Gender: tom
Age: 18 moons
Rank: deputy
Appearance: Dark brown tabby with a white tipped ear and blue eyes.
Personality: loud, obnoxious, childish, smart at times, brave.
Mate/Crush: none yet.
Other/History: ROARNKGJSHKDGISKDLGUISLD.

I wish Hawkface was in RiverClan. It'd be waaayyy more fun...Spottedclaw thought to herself, licking her dark grey paw. She glanced outside of the warriors' den, wondering why she never got along with her clanmates, then shook her head fiercely. That's obvious, mousebrain.

Spottedclaw twitched an ear and saw a strange kit pouncing around. If they were a regular warrior, she'd make some smart-alec comment and be annoyed. But she had a particular soft spot when it came to kits. "What might you be doing?" she asked trying to hold herself from giggling, but ended up smiling anyway.

"Puffyfluffykins?" Spottedclaw laughed. "What does this 'Puffyfluffykins' look like?"

Bearclaw made a giant yawn that could be heard from half the camp at least. The deputy tumbled out of the warriors' den and stretched ungracefully.

Bearclaw smiled sheepishly at his leader then stood on all fours. "Hey wassup Skystar?"

Username: TheFracturedCookie/EuphoricDysphoria
Cat's name: Spottedclaw
Gender: she-cat
Age: 12 moons
Rank: warrior
Appearance: I'm too lazy to describe...so xD http://thefracturedcookie.deviantart.com/#/d4sbr5i
Personality: One word. Tsundere. She has a constant "I don't give a crap" attitude towards everyone, unless around her friends. Then she turns happy-go-lucky and almost never seems to shut up.
Mate/Crush: none
Other/History: (optional) do i really need to put roar again? x3

"Oh, that sucks. Less prey will be out and about then," Bearclaw shrugged then lifted up his head. "All well. I'll make sure we still get plenty!"

Spottedclaw trotted around camp, saw Hawkface, and fell over dead with a derp face.

BIC: Spottedclaw trotted around camp, bored with unamusement written all over her face.

Bearclaw smiled sheepishly again and said nothing.

"Oh, they're awake." he meowed as if he barely noticed. "Okay." Bearclaw padded calmly towards the warriors' den, where Hawkface stood. "Wanna go hunting Hawkface?" he meowed happily.

"Let's go then!" he meowed, already bursting with energy. He started to pad fastly out of camp.

Bearclaw was not a large fan of rainy days, but he felt nice anyway. Carefully he slowed to a calm trot, being careful not to make too many vibrations within the earth.

Spottedclaw hissed as the raindrops fell onto her ears. The she-cat dragged herself along to stay under a tree for shelter.

His blue eyes darted back and forth, till he saw a mouse hurriedly running to dive in a small burough. Oh no you don't! he thought. Bearclaw dived for the mouse, catching it and giving the kill but also slipping through the mud and hitting a tree. Brilliant..just brilliant...

Bearclaw stood back up with a huff, caked in mud. "Hey! It's not funny!" he whined like a kit.

He buried the mouse under some more mud, and shook his pelt, which just made him look more messy and frizzy. "Let's just keep going," he meowed, trying to sound deep and authoritive but failed badly.

"I don't know either. Everyone asks that," he almost chuckled but stopped himself.

Bearclaw padded along the trail.