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  • Seeking Shelter-Fawncry

    "Beautiful name" Fawncry meowed. She now had a new respect for the she-cat as that always comes with the knowledge of one's name. The question she has asked did not strike her by surprise though, it was common that she was asked that.
    "Unfortunately, no. Not directly," she meowed, "I was born as a, what you would call, loner. But I would not tolerate being called that as I have been among cats for too long. My life story is a long one and perhaps I will one day tell it to you but for now, let me just tell you that I did go through a Warrior ceremony and am a true Warrior when I choose to go by that name."
    With that, she padded up to Sync, ready to be on her way.



    (I can't concentrate when Niall is looking at me like that. xD)

  • Seeking Shelter-Fawncry

    (Haha. I'm not really a Directioner, but after watching some interviews with them, I fell in love with Niall and Harry. <3)


    Fawncry padded next to Synchronizedjay, who seemed deep in thought. She could use this time to acknowledge her situation. However much the she-cat seemed polite and thoughtful towards her, the cats at camp might turn to Fawncry with hostility and unsheathed claws- she must be ready for any situation. Of course, she would try her best to avoid a fight but could not turn away from a challenge by her will. However, RiverClan cats might turn out to be quite a friendly Clan, who knew? Only time would show.


    Fawncry looked around her. A bright green canopy of leaves covered the translucent sky, yellow beams of sunlight escaping through the twigs and branches and falling in patchy circles on the forest floor. She breathed in the crisp forest air and instantly, a burst of scent hit her nostrils. Among them, the scent of prey. Oh how she longed to sink her teeth into a piece of fresh-kill and fill her empty stomach. That would have to wait, she would not hunt on another cats' territory- she had dignity in herself, whatever the opinions of others.


    "So, what is your Clan like? If you don't mind me asking." Fanwcry meowed to Sync, "I remember once visiting a Clan with a similar territory to yours. They were exceptional swimmers, those cats. But I guess that's what comes from living next to a river. The most interesting thing I found about them is the number of medicine cats they have- six medicine cats! Can you imagine? But after living with them, your realize that is most necessary. They have such a nasty character, always stirring up fights with others..." Fawncry trailed off, lost in memories.

  • CLOSED-Sitting Cat Lineart Shop-[Digital Drawing] CLOSED


    Sorry for the late reply, I have been quite busy the past couple of days. ::)
    Natural skill I guess, never had any lessons.


    I like your offer and can not reject it as I was already planning to use the standing pose in the future, and this is a good opportunity. Adara seems quite a beauty, I'm sure I'll enjoy drawing her, but I do not quite comprehend her pelt color. Does she have tabby markings or is it just grey with white paws? It would be wonderful if you could find an image depicting her pelt color.


    As for when I could finish them, I'm afraid I will not be able to finish both by the end of the week. I will finish one alright, but the next one might be done on Saturday, maybe Sunday.

  • Seeking Shelter-Fawncry

    Fawncry looked at the fish, her conscious was telling her that she should not be taking food earned by someone else and would prefer to catch her own prey but her stomach was telling her otherwise. Plus, she still did not have a right to hunt on the territory. Finally, Fawncry murmured, "Thank you" and crouched down to eat. Fish was not her favorite meal but who was she to question? Yet, as soon as she bit down into the soft, juicy flesh, it seemed to her the most delicious thing she ever tasted. She felt an urge to eat until her stomach was full and gorged but that is what a cat close to starvation should feel. She only allowed herself a few mouthfuls.


    After that, she ran her tongue a few times across a paw and cleaned her muzzle. Finally, she turned her attention to what Sync had said.
    "Your Clan sounds very dignified and loyal, you must be lucky to be part of it," Fawncry noticed how Synchronizedjay's eyes lit up when she talked about the river. How wonderful it must be to be part of Clan who will always welcome you, care for you and never judges you. Just like a family. Not for the first time, Fawncry wondered at what she is missing out in her life, and as always, shunned the thought away. "I've always loved water. We had many droughts in my homeland, that is where my love for water derived from. It is nature's law to long for what you don't have."

  • CLOSED-Sitting Cat Lineart Shop-[Digital Drawing] CLOSED

    birdy ?! wrote:


    Oh that is very understandable, and her pelt color is like this:





    Alright. Thank you, which one would you like to be completed first?


    Celosia Loves BVB! wrote:


    Wow. Just wow. I'm definitely getting one soon!


    :)


    ~♦C╙ó√e♦~AKA~♥IMôôny♥~ wrote:


    Can you make a dark brown tabby tom with like many different shades of brown and the stripes being black-brown with huge muscles?


    Keep in mind, I am only offering colorings of the Lineart in the first post and I would prefer a reference image. ^^"

  • CLOSED-Sitting Cat Lineart Shop-[Digital Drawing] CLOSED

    Ahhhh.
    I am VERY sorry for disappearing, I suddenly had a lot of things going on and almost no time at all for getting on the computer. Mix in art block with that. ><"
    I will try staying active for now, and finish birdy's request as soon as possible. I am working on it atm. I will get back to everyone else after that.
    My sincere apologies to everyone.

  • CLOSED-Sitting Cat Lineart Shop-[Digital Drawing] CLOSED

    Gah. I haven't visited in forever! School, exams, preparations for travel- I've been super busy. I guess my apologies would not even be relevant considering the amount of time I was away and yet...


    At least I got в ι r d ч's half-order finished. The least I can do is give it away for free, I will not have access to drawing for the next two months anyway.










    [img width=505 height=398]http://i747.photobucket.com/al…s-chan/safiratake2b-2.png[/img](with texture)



    [img width=505 height=398]http://i747.photobucket.com/al…is-chan/safiratake2-3.png[/img](original)


    I will not be opening this until September if not later, please bear with me.

  • CLOSED-Sitting Cat Lineart Shop-[Digital Drawing] CLOSED

    Hello. :) I'm back and I'm opening 1 Slot for a custom digital drawing. This time, however, it will not be first come first serve- I will wait for a few orders to be filled out and then choose one of them by my liking based on character design.


    I'm sorry if this seems a little unfair but I haven't drawn for two months and want to start by drawing something which I will really enjoy. ;D


    Please keep in mind that my drawing style might be a little different depending on what mood I'm in but hopefully I've still got the skill. Payment will be decided upon finishing.

  • What is this place I have stumbled upon? A stranger to BloodClan

    The desert air was hot and dry as it brushed the she-cat's fur, the scorching sand pressed between the toes on her feet and tended to get stuck between her teeth. The sun was at its highest point and merciless on the desert ground and anyone unlucky enough to be dwelling beneath, its rays caused mud to crack and trees to perish but most importantly it deprived the earth from moist and water.


    However, it was in such a place that Fawncry felt fulfilled and utterly at home. This is where she was born- in a desert, weather this exact one or not. She was built for this environment, her pawpads were rough and hard, preventing them from burning on the sand and her fur short and sleek. Her pelt color completely complimented the desert wasteland- she was an almost invisible figure in the sands.


    Nevertheless, she needed to find shade and hopefully water. Few creatures, however strong, can survive out here for a long time. She opened her mouth to taste the air but with null result- there were not many smells in this barren landscape. But wait! Out there, in the distance, she thought she noticed a cluster of rocks if it was not her eyes playing tricks on her. Fawncry sped up her pace and- Alas! She was right, there was shelter in the shade of the boulders but that meant other creatures were probably settled there too. Fawncry decided to try her luck and advanced forward, always trying to catch a scent of whoever was settled there.


    (I'm not sure what the BloodClan camp looks like so I just assumed its rocks. ;D")

  • What is this place I have stumbled upon? A stranger to BloodClan

    [size=7pt](What made you think that my character is wounded? ::))


    Just as a thread of scent tangent with the smell of cat and blood reached her nose, a ravine colored feline emerged from the rocks and Fawncry twitched her ears in the direction of her voice. The cat's stump of a tail was lashing and her torn ears were flattened against her head, What do they do with cats in this place? Fawncry thought to herself as she looked at the battle scarred cat who seemed menacing with her claws unsheathed. Nevertheless, Fawncry was a head or so higher due to her large body frame and long legs.


    She kept her ears erect and tail straight to indicate that she had no desire to engage in a fight with the other cat. Instead she answered in a composed voice,


    "I am merely seeking shelter and shade as one would when traveling through the desert and I did not wish to have trespassed on your territory. To add, I would really appreciate it if you offered me refuge."


    Even speaking the words, Fawncry knew that it was unlikely that the cat would accept her appeal and kept her body poised in case of attack.


    The wind changed direction and Fawncry once again opened her mouth to taste the air. Her eyes slightly widened; mingled with the scent of the feline in front of her was another, farther smell which made her pelt crawl with distant, forgotten memories. It was somewhere in the back of her mind, but she could not quite catch a single distinct event, a memory just out of reach.[/size]

  • What is this place I have stumbled upon? A stranger to BloodClan

    (I meant the last lines, but never mind now. ^^;)


    [size=7pt]"BloodClan..." Fawncry murmured, once again something tugged at the back of her mind. She shook her head as if to clear it. She said,


    "I'm afraid I can not promise myself to your Clan as I prefer not to dwell in a place for too long. Unless you accept me in the ranks of...Bloodclan for a limited amount of time..?"


    Her tongue was dry on her lips as she spoke; she was in need of water. She thought of the other thing the she-cat said, "And whatever do you mean by prove yourself worthy?" Even before the cat answered, she realized that she would have to fight for the right to use these cats' shade and water. Unless her first offer was considered, or perish in the sun.[/size]

  • What is this place I have stumbled upon? A stranger to BloodClan

    [size=7pt]Fawncry pondered as she gazed at the she-cat. If all BloodClan cats were as savage, she would not stand a chance if they were to attack, on the other hand, the alternative on dying from lack of water did not seem any better. There was a strange feeling in her gizzard which told her not to trust this cat, but did she have a choice?


    She recalled the time she met the white cat with celestial eyes in the ravines who ensured her food and shelter if she were to join their Tribe but ended up leading her straight into the bees' nest. The cats were almost rabid. It was only after escaping with a raked back did she realize that the she cat's eyes which seemed somewhat extraterrestrial were actually filled with melancholy madness. Fawncry would still awake in the middle of the night with the image of the white she-cat glaring at her.


    Fawncry blinked and meowed,
    "I will follow you"[/size]