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Berceusepaw
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Hmmmm... RP in Hawkclan? Do you have any cats in Hawkclan? I have Berceusepaw in Hawkclan.. This is a sub-account of mine so if you'd like to please PM my main account!
OOC: Plots, anyone? I want him to get high on cat-mint and go on a little bit of a rampage and r.pe his she-cat love and that whole thing.. Anyone up for it?
The young apprentice's muscles rippled underneath his silver fawn tabby pelt. His pale green eyes darted from the swaying trees to the setting sun. He was going to that secret ledge that he'd visit in his days of sadness. He'd sit, alone, and watch the sun set by. What was happening in Hawkclan? Every apprentice was being pregnant by multiple toms or being r.ped. Everything was turning to hell, where was Starclan? Where were they?
Berceusepaw felt the gentle bump of the she-cat. He stiffly placed his front paw in front of him to catch his balance. He stood back up on four of his paws and warmly blinked his pale green eyes. The silver fawn tabby tom shifted weight from foot to foot before he began to speak. "No problem... Just watch out where you're walking to, you might fall in a ditch or something," she attempted a joke and chuckled quietly, but then stopped. No, that was a fail. "Berceusepaw... My name is Berceusepaw."
OOC: Right on time, you've got that!
OMG! I love it! I paid, right?
Berceusepaw hadn't had it easy. So he'd done a few things, yep he had. He'd met Hawkthornpaw, he'd talk to her. Yes that was current right now. He'd become an apprentice, yep huge improvement. He'd found out that he was lonely... very lonely... You know what he wanted to do? He wanted to get drunk, cause you know.. that's how its suppost to be, livin young and wild and free.... Cat-mint, that lovely thing called cat-mint. He wanted some... no he needed some.
The silver fawn tabby tom pelted toward the batch of cat-mint, right by that lovely ledge that he'd sit on and watch the sun set on his bad days. Well, no watching the sun now. Cat-mint time, only cat-mint. He tore into the leaves, lovely leaves, yes they were.
Berceusepaw instantly looked back, his pale green gaze locked with Cherrypaw's eyes. "Who are you?" he asked in a blunt way. Not very attractive way, yes, but he was eating cat-mint. Silly tom, trying to escape your problems that way or to make problems? He stood up shakily on his four legs and wobbled over to her with an uneasy grin on his face. He sat down a mouse-length in front of her and licked his paw, drawing it over his head. It wasn't a lot of cat-mint, was it?
Berceusepaw looked over at the other she-cat, his pale green eyes wide now. Alright, so he was a tiny bit drunk, so what! The silver fawn tabby rose to his paws and stumbled on a root to a tree, just smooth. He regained his balance and padded back over to his cat-mint plant. He grabbed another leaf and chewed it, the flavor so... so... "This is soooooo good!" she purred as he ate another.
Berceusepaw snapped out of his little "fantasy world" with those dumb cat-mint. He took a small step back, toward the nearby river and looked at his reflection. He splashed himself, waking him fully now. Slowly he padded back to the two she-cats. Ruepaw and Cherrypaw, that was their names... right? He had seen them around, but never spoken to either one of them. Truth be told, he didn't speak to many. "Berceusepaw... I'm Berceusepaw," he mewed as he sat down in front of them.
Berceusepaw snarled. He had no other way, but to do this his way. The large silver fawn tabby tom lunged at Ruepaw, aiming to take her backward and pin her chest to the ground. "No, I hate four leaves. There is a batch of leaves over there, they aren't missing any," he growled. He was positive his breath was minty so he unpinned her and took a step back.
Berceusepaw shook his head, a smile curling on his maw. He let out a small laugh before looking up at Ruepaw. She was a pretty she-cat, as well as Cherrypaw. Now this tom wasn't normally a dirty tom, but he wasn't being normal right now. He padded up to Ruepaw and leaned closer to her, his mouth by her ear. "Ruepaw, you don't want this to get dirty," he warned.
Berceusepaw smiled, just dodging her spit. He narrowed his eyes. This was going to get ugly, she insisted it now. He circled her, looking at her creamy pelt. "You're not bad.. Well," he let out a tiny growl and aimed to leap on top of her.
OOC: I know how you feel, I'm just tired today x[ I'm going on vacation tomorrow though ;] and i'm watching Destination Truth which is freaking me out! O.O
IC: Berceusepaw looked up at Cherrypaw, giving her a warning glare. He slowly bent his head down to Ruepaw's ears and whispered, "Don't struggle, its just going to make this worse," he mewed through gritted teeth. -fade in-
OOC: Beach house?! Now that's lucky! xD
IC: -fade out- Berceusepaw took a wobbly step back, suddenly very confused at what he had just done. Damn it! This wasn't suppost to happen, him r.ping Ruepaw. Poor she-cat! He padded closer to the whimpering she-cat and opened his mouth to speak. "I'm so so very sorry, Ruepaw," he mewed apologetically.
Berceusepaw smiled, silently thanking Starclan for Hawkthornpaw's laugh. He looked back over to his ledge, that lovely ledge that he watched the sunset on when he was upset. "Oh, just watching the sunset."
OOC: well a beach house is a beach house xD
IC: Berceusepaw felt totally terrible, for everything! He knew that if he attempted to approach her that he would only make if worse but leaving her here in this condition would be as worse as well. The silver fawn tabby took a few steps back and laid down, curling his tail around him. The thing he just did couldn't be undid, and this my friends makes this nasty little pile of rocks in Berceusepaw's stomach shatter forcing him to throw up.
OOC: Ikr, oh no! Now zee txt talk! O.O
I feel so bad for Ruepaw :[
IC: Berceusepaw looked at the mess he had just made, he whipped around and pelted into the forest. He ran as fast as his long legs could take him, the silver fawn tabby in dismay as he tripped over a tangled root and fell onto the ground. He curled up into a tight ball, shivering.
OOC: Oh my goodness! Awww, Berceusepaw isn't such a bad fella... if you get to know him. By the way, Berceusepaw also likes Faithpaw's daughter, Magmakit.. sooo xD
IC: Berceusepaw shivered, slowly his fatigued body helped him drift into a sleep. He wanted to run away from all this and never come back.
Berceuselights looked down at Magmakit, he licked her forehead once more giving out a gentle purr. What the hell just happened?
OOC: xD... Yes... Yes it is ;P
IC: Berceuselights watched Magmakit inch away from him, he rose to his paws with a questioning gaze. "Magmakit?" he asked uncertainly.
