Posts by Demonscar

Character Name:
"I'm called Beastpaw. --No, you're right. It doesn't really fit. Blame my mother."

Character Age:
"I'm eight moons old."

Gender:
"What? You can't tell? No... Of course not... I'm a tom."

Alliance:
"I was born in Shadowclan and don't know what life is like anywhere else. I guess that means I'm loyal to Shadowclan."

Rank:
"Nothing more and nothing less than an apprentice."

Appearance:
"As you can see, I'm not huge. Please, I'm not even of normal size. I know you're thinking it: I look like a kit. And a sick, starving kit at that. Yes, I'm eating plenty. Yes, I've seen the medicine cat. I don't know what's wrong, so just stop asking.

"I'm a gray-brown tabby, in case you can't see. --It's not exactly dark out, but maybe you're blind? Whatever.-- Most of my pelt is the gray color, but the brown sneaks in where my flanks meet my underbelly. The stripes on my body are a darker gray than the rest of me, closer to black. On head, there's a black 'M' shape on my forehead, as well as a white blaze on my nose. The blaze continues to color my muzzle, chin, chest and underbelly. The very tip of my tail is white as well, and the rest of it is ringed with the black stripes.

"Both of my eyes are the same color: a plain, dull amber color. They're not shiny or bright or even remotely pretty. They're almost the color of rocks, but not the gray ones -- the kind of tan-ish ones? I don't mind though. They work, don't they?"

Personality:
"I don't exactly feel comfortable describing myself... I mean, I feel like others see me differently than I see myself. But I'll give it a try.

"I'm not shy, but I don't like being around other cats. They...intimidate me. I'm afraid of being judged by them, that's all. They're always watching me, probably thanks to my mother's status -- she's one of the stronger warriors in the clan apparently. They think I'm going to be great or something, and that most of them are watching me for signs of that. And I'm scared that I won't show any. Or worse, do something completely ridiculous while they're watching.

"I'm also not all too intelligent. I can remember things really good, once someone tells me them a few times. And I know almost all the battle techniques that Shadowclan uses, but I can't exactly pull them all off... I try really hard though."

---Likes:
"Umm.... I like the night. The moon, the stars.... they're all fascinating to me. If I could stay up all night and watch them... and then just sleep during the day, I would.

"I like squirrels. Like, the taste of them. They're just delicious. I can't catch them yet, since not only are they rare on our territory, but they're also pretty fast. I'm not a good enough hunter to catch them yet. But I want to.

"And... I like sunlight. Yeah, I know, I want to stay up all night and sleep during the day, but I like sunlight. But I just love the feel of warm sunlight on my pelt. It's so nice..."

--- Dislikes:
"What don't I like? I don't like the dark... I'm afraid of it. Again: yeah, I know. I love the night and yet I'm afraid the dark. It's not the night I'm afraid of though... It's the complete dark, like when you close your eyes and you can't see anything at all? It just scares me...

"And birds. I don't like birds. I'll eat them, yeah. And of course I'll kill them, when I can. But I don't like those feathery flying things. The fact that they can be flying above me, watching me without me knowing it... It makes me feel... weird.

"Oh! I hate bugs. Insects, whatever. All kinds of them. Beetles, ants, spiders, the ones with wings. Even butterflies. They gross me out. They just move weird and smell kinda funny. I'm actually kinda scared of them... I don't understand why, but I just am."

---Strengths:
"I'm good at hunting, but not in the way you would think. I'm not as fast as other cats are, and I'm a bit clumsy so I'm no good at actually chasing and catching the prey. But I'm a great tracIker. And because of my size, I can fit in some of the larger animals' dens. Or even get a paw into a mouse's nest.

"And, thanks to my tracking, I'm also really good at finding herbs. I'm not smart enough to be a medicine cat's apprentice, but I'm always willing to help the medic find what she needs.

"My small size doesn't just help with hunting though. It's made me a great stealth tracker. I can follow almost any cat without them knowing I'm there. I've learned to hide my scent in different ways, like with fern dew or by rolling in mud."

---Weaknesses:
"Weaknesses, huh? Way to make a cat feel good about himself.

"I'm not strong. I have virtually no muscles at all: just skin wrapped tight around bones. I don't know why they won't grow, but maybe they will. Hopefully. In the meantime, though, it leaves me as a sitting duck, and I can barely fend off attacks from the youngest apprentice.

"I can't run fast, as I said. It's my paws, I think. They're out of proportion with the rest of me, so I guess it makes sense. Whenever I try to run, I trip over my paws.

"And, well, it's kind of stupid, but I can't fight. Like, I know how to do it, the techniques and all, but I just can't. I don't understand how to... No ones really ever taken the time to teach me, so that might be it, but maybe I just can't fight? It worries me sometimes."

History:
"I was born in Shadowclan to a supposedly loving family. My mother's name is Owlnight, and my father's name was Scorchpelt. I had one sister, who is now Foxpaw. We seemed happy enough, I guess.

"Everything seems normal in my past. But there's one thing that happened, I think, that just sounds wrong when I say it aloud...

"You see, when I was about four moons old, I ran away from the camp. I was bored and wanted to explore, so I just ran. While I was out, I saw some of the greatest things in my life; the forest looks so much better through the eyes of a runaway kit. But, while I was exploring and wondering at all the amazing things around me, I didn't notice something tracking me.

"It was a fox. And let me tell you, a fox, to a kit, looks like a bear. When if finally showed itself, its jaw was dripping with saliva and it stalked towards me, some sort of sick smile on its face. It came after me, and even though I ran as fast as my tiny kitten legs could take me, it trapped me.

"It was about to eat me, I swear. I have a scar on my chest, under my fur, from where it clawed me. But anyways, it was going to eat me. But then my mom appeared, and she fought it, taking it down single-pawedly. My father came just after it died, having followed fear scent and the sound, I guess.

"I was so relieved, thinking I was safe, but then my mother did something unexpected. She turned on my father. And... and I think she killed him.

"The story every one knows is that Scorchpelt got killed by the fox. I mean, maybe he did. Maybe I just got scared and had too many poppy seeds. But I could have sworn that I saw Owlnight kill my father...

"Anyways, that's the only important thing that's happened in my life. That's the only thing that's honestly made a difference in it. Everything else has been fairly normal."

Roleplay Sample:
The tiny tom sighed and rolled onto his back. "Life is boring," he mewed, more to himself than anyone else. Not that anyone was around. Beastpaw had made sure of that. Not many Shadowclan cats knew about this place. It was a long hike, hard to get to not only because of the climb but also the system of holes one had to climb through to find it. One wrong turn and you'd be stuck. Here, Beastpaw knew he was alone. And alone was the way he liked to be.

hi !!

i'm new to this site -- but not to roleplaying. i consider myself advanced lit and am actually really picky with my warriors stuff. i'm not a fan of weird names like 'butterflypaw' or 'clockworkpelt' -- sorry if offends anyone, just the way i am.

yes, i know you're supposed to capitalize the letter i when referring to yourself, and that you capitalize the first letter of the first word of a sentence. i just prefer not to. i like how it looks.

i've been reading warriors since i was in, what, second grade? a long time. i've been roleplaying since i was twelve.

anyways, this site confuses me. i understand that there's the basic clans and then the tribes, and then a few other made up ones that are the main center of the site. and i understand that there are usermade clans available. but i don't understand where to find an allegiances list -- you know, that thing that tells you who the leader of the clan is and the medicine cat and what warriors there are. is there one? and if there isn't, there should be. because they're really helpful.

anyways, i sound stupid. i haven't even introduced myself.

the name's demonscar, but you can just call me demon. [please do not reveal personal information, we want to keep you safe] i don't care if you know my age. i'm also a female and i don't care if you know my gender. i have a boyfriend-type-thing --ask if you want, its very confusing but we dated before and we are going to date again, we're just on a break but we're still a couple and its confusing-- and do not do internet dating/flirting. i usually have an arsenal of maybe five to ten characters that i use constantly, but if i really feel like it, i can make up to twenty or more. i love to write. i'm a musician too, planning on going to college majoring in music education and performance. i play flute, piano, guitar, and violin, as well as doing a bit of vocal work. i'm pretty good at it, first chair in my school, seventh chair in the region --and in the lowest grade you can be for that band (as i'm in [please do not reveal personal information, we want to keep you safe] and they put the seniors and juniors together in the senior band).

i don't know what else to say, but i'd like to find a few friends here. so, i guess in premeditation --is that the right word?-- it's nice to meet you!

--Demon

thanks, Starlight :)

i realize how it must be weird -- i'm getting old for a warriors roleplayer, seeing as their kids books. but i don't care. i love warriors and i'm proud of it!

i understand how the allegiances pages would be long, i was thinking of that as i typed it up "/ but still, it would help a lot, since someone who might want to be a medicine cat for thunderclan could then see that there wasn't one already or something. oh well.

it's great to meet you :) i hope you an i get to rp sometime together!

Character Name:
"I'm called Beastpaw. --No, you're right. It doesn't really fit. Blame my mother."

Character Age:
"I'm eight moons old."

Gender:
"What? You can't tell? No... Of course not... I'm a tom."

Alliance:
"I was born in Shadowclan and don't know what life is like anywhere else. I guess that means I'm loyal to Shadowclan."

Rank:
"Nothing more and nothing less than an apprentice."

Appearance:
"As you can see, I'm not huge. Please, I'm not even of normal size. I know you're thinking it: I look like a kit. And a sick, starving kit at that. Yes, I'm eating plenty. Yes, I've seen the medicine cat. I don't know what's wrong, so just stop asking.

"I'm a gray-brown tabby, in case you can't see. --It's not exactly dark out, but maybe you're blind? Whatever.-- Most of my pelt is the gray color, but the brown sneaks in where my flanks meet my underbelly. The stripes on my body are a darker gray than the rest of me, closer to black. On head, there's a black 'M' shape on my forehead, as well as a white blaze on my nose. The blaze continues to color my muzzle, chin, chest and underbelly. The very tip of my tail is white as well, and the rest of it is ringed with the black stripes.

"Both of my eyes are the same color: a plain, dull amber color. They're not shiny or bright or even remotely pretty. They're almost the color of rocks, but not the gray ones -- the kind of tan-ish ones? I don't mind though. They work, don't they?"

Personality:
"I don't exactly feel comfortable describing myself... I mean, I feel like others see me differently than I see myself. But I'll give it a try.

"I'm not shy, but I don't like being around other cats. They...intimidate me. I'm afraid of being judged by them, that's all. They're always watching me, probably thanks to my mother's status -- or what her status used to be. I know that because she used to be deputy, they think I'm going to be great or something, and that most of them are watching me for signs of that. And I'm scared that I won't show any. Or worse, do something completely ridiculous while they're watching.

"I'm also not all too intelligent. I can remember things really good, once someone tells me them a few times. And I know almost all the battle techniques that Shadowclan uses, but I can't exactly pull them all off... I try really hard though."

---Likes:
"Umm.... I like the night. The moon, the stars.... they're all fascinating to me. If I could stay up all night and watch them... and then just sleep during the day, I would.

"I like squirrels. Like, the taste of them. They're just delicious. I can't catch them yet, since not only are they rare on our territory, but they're also pretty fast. I'm not a good enough hunter to catch them yet. But I want to.

"And... I like sunlight. Yeah, I know, I want to stay up all night and sleep during the day, but I like sunlight. But I just love the feel of warm sunlight on my pelt. It's so nice..."

--- Dislikes:
"What don't I like? I don't like the dark... I'm afraid of it. Again: yeah, I know. I love the night and yet I'm afraid the dark. It's not the night I'm afraid of though... It's the complete dark, like when you close your eyes and you can't see anything at all? It just scares me...

"And birds. I don't like birds. I'll eat them, yeah. And of course I'll kill them, when I can. But I don't like those feathery flying things. The fact that they can be flying above me, watching me without me knowing it... It makes me feel... weird.

"Oh! I hate bugs. Insects, whatever. All kinds of them. Beetles, ants, spiders, the ones with wings. Even butterflies. They gross me out. They just move weird and smell kinda funny. I'm actually kinda scared of them... I don't understand why, but I just am."

---Strengths:
"I'm good at hunting, but not in the way you would think. I'm not as fast as other cats are, and I'm a bit clumsy so I'm no good at actually chasing and catching the prey. But I'm a great tracker. And because of my size, I can fit in some of the larger animals' dens. Or even get a paw into a mouse's nest.

"And, thanks to my tracking, I'm also really good at finding herbs. I'm not smart enough to be a medicine cat's apprentice, but I'm always willing to help the medic find what she needs.

"My small size doesn't just help with hunting though. It's made me a great stealth tracker. I can follow almost any cat without them knowing I'm there. I've learned to hide my scent in different ways, like with fern dew or by rolling in mud."

---Weaknesses:
"Weaknesses, huh? Way to make a cat feel good about himself.

"I'm not strong. I have virtually no muscles at all: just skin wrapped tight around bones. I don't know why they won't grow, but maybe they will. Hopefully. In the meantime, though, it leaves me as a sitting duck, and I can barely fend off attacks from the youngest apprentice.

"I can't run fast, as I said. It's my paws, I think. They're out of proportion with the rest of me, so I guess it makes sense. Whenever I try to run, I trip over my paws.

"And, well, it's kind of stupid, but I can't fight. Like, I know how to do it, the techniques and all, but I just can't. I don't understand how to... No ones really ever taken the time to teach me, so that might be it, but maybe I just can't fight? It worries me sometimes."

History:
"I was born in Shadowclan to a supposedly loving family. My mother's name is Owlnight, and my father's name was Scorchpelt. I had one sister, who is now Foxpaw. We seemed happy enough, I guess.

"Everything seems normal in my past. But there's one thing that happened, I think, that just sounds wrong when I say it aloud...

"You see, when I was about four moons old, I ran away from the camp. I was bored and wanted to explore, so I just ran. While I was out, I saw some of the greatest things in my life; the forest looks so much better through the eyes of a runaway kit. But, while I was exploring and wondering at all the amazing things around me, I didn't notice something tracking me.

"It was a fox. And let me tell you, a fox, to a kit, looks like a bear. When if finally showed itself, its jaw was dripping with saliva and it stalked towards me, some sort of sick smile on its face. It came after me, and even though I ran as fast as my tiny kitten legs could take me, it trapped me.

"It was about to eat me, I swear. I have a scar on my chest, under my fur, from where it clawed me. But anyways, it was going to eat me. But then my mom appeared, and she fought it, taking it down single-pawedly. My father came just after it died, having followed fear scent and the sound, I guess.

"I was so relieved, thinking I was safe, but then my mother did something unexpected. She turned on my father. And... and I think she killed him.

"The story every one knows is that Scorchpelt got killed by the fox. I mean, maybe he did. Maybe I just got scared and had too many poppy seeds. But I could have sworn that I saw Owlnight kill my father...

"Anyways, that's the only important thing that's happened in my life. That's the only thing that's honestly made a difference in it. Everything else has been fairly normal."

Roleplay Sample:
The tiny tom sighed and rolled onto his back. "Life is boring," he mewed, more to himself than anyone else. Not that anyone was around. Beastpaw had made sure of that. Not many Shadowclan cats knew about this place. It was a long hike, hard to get to not only because of the climb but also the system of holes one had to climb through to find it. One wrong turn and you'd be stuck. Here, Beastpaw knew he was alone. And alone was the way he liked to be.

Comments:
yes, i know i used this in the advanced board before i brought it here. i hope it doesn't matter, i just want to do some roleplaying.

//edit: moving to advanced board.\\

thank you Phantastic! that was very helpful

i don't think i have anymore questions right now, i'm just waiting on my character to be accepted as an advanced bio. i've made him as a regular character as well, though, so that i can at least start roleplaying as i wait.

//thank you :)

--in his original form that i use for smaller sites, Beastpaw's mother used to be the deputy, but she was forced to step down when she became with kit. the replacement was made to be her mate, Scorchtail, which is what eventually made her kill him. i thought i changed everything to work with the larger site, but i guess i didn't --editing done.\\

//thank you!\\

//what clan is Juniperpaw in? i am interested in adopting her.\\

Beastpaw padded slowly into the clearing, his face showing his clear discomfort. It was bad enough dealing with his own clan members, but now he was forced to go to the Gathering too?

He sighed, shaking his head slightly to clear it. 'I just have to remember what Owlnight told me,' he thought, sitting down at the edge of the crowd.

'Just go and be strong, you useless bit of fur!'

The tiny tom's head dropped, his ears laying flat to his head in defeat. Maybe it was better to not remember what she'd said... There were plenty of other apprentice-sized cats around, none of them looking as nervous as he did. He puffed up his white chest a little, trying to make himself look bigger. No one really knew him here. And no one would really remember him from one moon to the next, would they?

The new thought in his head, the apprentice felt a little bit better. His tawny eyes lit up as he searched the crowd, listening in on bits of conversations.

//my god, i love them. its amazing. i must have one.\\

username: demonscar
picture/description: for a picture, you can use the little avatar version of him; text wise, here is a description: a brown-gray tabby tom with a white blaze, muzzle, chin, chest, and underbelly; amber-ish eyes
mood: lost? afraid? and yet, i want it to somehow have a feeling of survival to it... if that makes sense
text: Beastfang
subtext: --you're never gonna bring me down
notes/other: he's kinda paranoid if that helps... he always thinks everyone's watching him and is judging him badly. also, have fun. i find that an artist's best work comes when they're actually enjoying themselves

Username;;
"Who? That twoleg? That's Demonscar."

Kitten name;;
"Me? I'm Terrakit. One day, I'll become an apprentice and I'll be called Terrapaw! And then, when I'm a warrior, I'll get another name. You know what I think it should be? Terraviam. Doesn't it sound nice?"

Gender;;
"I'm a BOY!"

Appearance;;
"As you can see -- or, maybe you can't? That'd be so awful if you couldn't see! You can see right? Right?

"Oh yeah! What I look like! Well, I'm a bit on the small side right now, I guess. My brothers and sisters are bigger than me... But don't worry! Momma and Dad say I'm gonna grow up just as big as the rest of them, if not bigger!

"But I'm a very pretty color, don't you think? With all these different browns on me? It's mostly a lighter tan, I think my pelt is, with a lot of darker browns making stripes across my fur. I like how the stripes all don't match with each other. But you know what I like more? My white belly.

"It's all fluffy fur down there too! Not that all my fur isn't fluffy, because it's all really fluffy. And kinda long, don't you think? It's not annoying though. More to clean, sure, but I like my long fur. It makes me look even prettier.

"Oh, but yeah. My belly fur is all white, just like my one front paw, this one on the left here. It's white too, and it's my favorite. Because I like the color white.

"And my eyes! Do you see them? Aren't the a pretty color blue? Like...like... Like the sky! They are kinda like the sky, aren't they? They aren't too dark, and they aren't too light, so they're like the sky.

"But that is what I look like. Yup."

Personality {including likes, dislikes, weaknesses, strengths};;
"Um... I'm a fun kitten, or at least I think I am. But I'm a bit hyperactive, or at least that's what the others say... The call me annoying sometimes... Do you think I'm annoying? Do I annoy you? Am I obnoxious?

"I hope not... But you see, I'm really just trying to be friendly. I don't like it when others are sad, you see. I don't think cats should be allowed to be sad. So I'm making it my job to make everyone happy.

"I'm not a very smart cat, though. I know somethings, I guess, but I can be pretty stupid sometimes. My littermates are always playing tricks on me because they know I'll fall for them. It hurts my feelings every now and then, but they're my family and I love them a lot, so it's okay. And anyways, I play jokes on them too, so I can't say much.

"What do I like? Well, I love the color white. But Momma says that's not a color... I don't really care though, I just like how clean it looks. And I like clean things, because Momma always says that being clean is important. Also, I like to play in the mud. Weird, right? I like to be clean but I love the mud.

"What don't I like? I don't like thunderstorms. They scare me, the loud noises....The bright flashing lights... I just don't like them. I don't like being lost either. Not knowing where I am and being completely helpless? That just sounds awful!

"As for things I'm good at... I'm good at making other cats happy. I always find a way to get them to smile, whether they want to or not. And I'm good at helping the elders and other kits. I like to make sure they're all clean and such. It's my job.

"But I'm not so good at knowing when to stop. You know how sometimes you keep pushing something because you think its going to work? Well, I do that. And I just don't stop. I'll work myself to death if I have to. Also, I like a lot of different cats. Like, the having crushes on them kind of like. And I flirt with just about everyone. I don't think it's wrong though, because I have to make myself happy too, don't I?"

Other;;
"I'm not sure, I think that the other think it's weird, but I like other toms. Like, I like like them. I like she-cats too, in the same way and everything, but I just like toms, well, more. Is that okay?"

Future?;;
"One day, I'm going to grow up to be a strong warrior. I'll find myself a mate, but I'll probably cheat on her with plenty of toms but she'll be clueless. Meanwhile, I'll have at least one litter of kittens growing, and I'll be the best father I can to those kits. And then... I dunno what'll happen. But I'll live a good life, I think."

//oh wow, that was amazingly fast. i have no idea how you can get it done so fast. its amazing. i love it. do you want any payment for it? because it's definitely worth it.\\

//little beastpaw needs a mentor. but i'm a very picky person. plot-wise, he is not going to stay in Shadowclan. if things work out for him and Fallowkit, he will leave for Snowclan as soon as he can. still, he needs to be trained as a warrior. this will not be an easy task though.

he's afraid of other cats, somewhat. he thinks they are constantly judging him. and he doesn't like being judged. and he's not exactly strong. for whatever reason, he's a very scrawny cat, with almost no muscle whatsoever. he has little stamina. training him will be a challenge.

for his mentor, i don't know if i want someone who's going to make this easy for him. i don't exactly want to see my poor baby bullied by his mentor, but i think he needs it. i'd rather him have a mentor that's going to force him out of the clan than have one that's completely patient and tries to get him to understand everything. if possible, though, and his mentor is a patient cat, i would like for them to be a she-cat, with a chance for them falling for him. he may or may not return the feelings, but said she-cat would have to try and completely stop him from leaving the clan. other than that, i don't care who mentors him.

please give me offers, as he needs some a lot of training.

//i don't see any pictures of them "/ also, i have no problem with them being in the same family -- i have no other windclan cats, so gorsekit would be my first.\\

The brown and gray tabby apprentice shuffled into the camp, his head and tail hanging low. He didn't want to be seen, but he knew he would. The pesky cats in his clan couldn't keep well enough to themselves. He could almost hear them now:

"Do you see him?"
"What, the little kit?"
"No, I think he's an apprentice --Owlnight's son, isn't he?"
"No way! He can't be, he's too --too --"
"Yeah, I know he's small, and he's got no muscle to him either"
"Are those his bones?"

Beastpaw shook his head, clearing the voices from his head. They weren't real, he reminded himself. He was just paranoid. They weren't staring at him, they weren't watching him. Carefully, keeping as far from other cats as he could, the small tom skirted the camp, making his way to the fresh-kill pile. They were low on prey, but he hadn't eaten since the night before. Pulling a small thrush from the pile, he darted away, moving as fast as he could towards a shadowy place near a tree. But, as always, nothing went according to Beastpaw's plans and he tripped over his paws, rolling head over heels through the middle of the camp.

Name:
Login;;
[i]Demonscar
Display;;
Demonscar
[b]Name of kit:
"You may call me Dusk/kit. When I become a warrior, you may refer to me as Duskflame.
Appearance:
"I'm what you may call a 'torbie,' whatever that is. My pelt is a mix of two different tabby colors: orange tabby and brown tabby. Most of my body is covered with the brown tabby color, which is a dark brown with darker black stripes, but my neck, front legs, and rump are all a gorgeous orange color, striped with slightly darker ginger fur. I do have white on me, but only on my chest and paws. My tail has a dark black tip at the end. Both of my eyes are a dark amber gold color."
Personality:
"I'm absolutely perfect. What? You think differently? Well, then I'll just skin your pelt. Oh, you agree now? Yeah, I thought so.

"Obviously, I'm the most beautiful cat in all of the clans, so all the toms are after me. I'm absolutely wonderful at everything, except fighting because I think it's an awful thing to do. Getting some other cats fur in my claws? That's just gross. I don't exactly like hunting either, because technically, its the exact same thing as fighting only you're not fighting a cat, but I do it because it's a bit cleaner. As long as it's done fast.

"I'll admit that I can be a bit bossy, but I don't care. I make sure that what needs to get done gets, well, done. And then some. Sure, I may not do all of the work -- or, you know, any of the work -- nut some one needs to supervise, don't they?"
Activity Level [1-10]:
8/10 - 10/10
Plot Ideas:
i'm not quite sure... perhaps one of the kits could end up getting in some sort of extreme danger, like a fox or badger attack, and the others have to save him/her? or maybe one decides they want to be a kitty pet and the others go to save him/her because they think he/she was stolen? i'm museless as well "/
Roleplay Sample:
Her tail raised high above her head, Dusk/kit pranced out from the nursery, her golden eyes searching for her next playmate. She had no idea where her other siblings were, and there were no other kits in sight. So, perhaps, an apprentice would do for her play. They weren't that much bigger than she was, after all. Or, at least some of them weren't. And besides, the male ones wouldn't dare hurt a hair on her pelt.

With a grin on her face, the pretty tabby trotted towards the apprentice's den, her tail swishing behind her happily. "Does anyone want to play with me?" she shouted, her voice ringing out clear in the empty air. "We can play 'toss the tail' or 'catch the cricket!'"
Other:
n/a

Taken aback, Beastpaw blinked, trying to focus on the she-cat in front of him. A she-cat. And an apprentice at that.

'I'm Ebonypaw,' she'd said. He loved the sound of it. He loved her name. It fit, what with her black fur and all.

He nodded a hello, not wanting to talk in case his voice failed him. But he realized that, since she had introduced herself, his talking was inevitable. She expected his name in return for hers.

He took a deep breath, his white chest swelling with air, and then exhaled. "I'm Beastpaw. An apprentice of Shadowclan."

It wasn't that hard, he realized, talking to other cats. Or at least this one.