Posts by Demonscar

He almost pulled away from this new presence, but didn't. This kit was warmer than he was, and, together, they were warmer still. Her presence was welcome.

"I'm Tigerkit," he mewed a bit loudly. Was he supposed to give his name? Was he supposed to know this kit? There were so many of them, and Tigerkit wasn't sure which he was related to and which he wasn't. "My daddy's Foreststalker, I think..."

Whoever this kit was, she looked somwhat like him. She had the same point features he did, even if hers were a deep black color and his were a bright ginger. They were at least similar. And so they were... related? Tigerkit was unsure if that was too hasty a decision to make, but he made it anyway.

[[that's alright, I've had that with most of my characters lately... Except Fraudulence... I think she's my favorite so far... x3]]

She had been nearly asleep, her bad left eye nearly completely shut already. But then she saw them. Two toms, coming straight for her. They both looked so simliar! But she could tell which was Dragonnight already; she'd forgotten about his strange two-colored eyes, but now, seeing them, she remembered.

So Dragonnight had come to find her. At least now she'd be able to train herself to remember his scent and what he looked like. But who was that other tom? Fraudulence hadn't met him before and wasn't entirely sure why he was following his mentor. He looked so much like the other cat, even smelled slightly similar. It must have been one of his relatives, a brother perhaps?

Shaking her head to wake herself completely, Fraudulence stood up, her lengthening fur cascading into place, and began to walk towards her mentor and his mystery relative.

"Um... Good morning, Dragonnight?" Her little voice was unsure, quiet, and surprisingly deep for such a small female cat. It wasn't male deep, but lower and gruffer than one would expect from a six-moon old kit. She ducked her head, her light brown tabby-striped ears falling back slightly as she stared at her matching brown-tabbied paws.

[[GAH!! sorry I haven't responded... I'm a little busy lately, so I'll be pretty sketchy. I'll try and post as often as I can Dx]]

As her own nose touched the smaller cat's, Owlnight felt something she couldn't remember feeling before: doubt. Her last apprentice, the only apprentice she'd ever had before this little scrap of a thing, had run away. Toadpaw, of course, had been a kittypet warrior, and was never too willing to do anything. But he'd still left, and Owlnight felt as though at least some part of it were her fault.

This new apprentice --what was she called now... Lilacpaw? No, it was a bird... Larkpaw! -- was a tiny thing, but Owlnight wouldn't see that as a weakness. She too was small, just about the size that most apprentices were. This cat was a good fit for Owlnight, at least physically.

But would she be able to deal with her training? The silver tabby warrior hoped so. She'd give her a bit of a test first, determine what she was like.

"Larkpaw," she called out the apprentice's name, turning somewhat away from her. "Come follow me. We will talk before we do anything else." With silent pawsteps, Owlnight led the little cat to silent place in the crowded camp where they could converse without being too overheard.

[[I'll send you the PM about Lark and Beast soon, I promise!]]

Tigerkit raised his head, sniffing gently. Whatever it was his father had brought, it smelled a little funny. But he'd eat what he could of it anyways. The flame tabby kit raised himself to his paws, stretching out his hind legs quickly before rushing after Foreverkit. "Save some for me, okay??"

"Amberstorm..." she repeated the tom's name, her head cocking slightly to the side. "It's nice to meet you." The small she-cat bowed her head to the warrior, smiling a little. Her own blue eyes met the younger tom's, and she looked away quickly, shy.

"What training will we do today, Dragonnight?" She was scared, worried, but excited. Her first day training. She couldn't wait.

[[sorry, kinda low muse right now Dx]]

Kyla Grace wrote:

Faykit gazed at Tigerkit with her dark blue orbs. She smiled, and whispered, "My daddy is Frigidice." She was, in reality, this kit's aunt. But to her he just felt like her playmate.

[[Sorry it's taken so long Dx also, sorry about the post, I'm working on finding my lost muse.]]

"I don't think I've met him before. But I'm pretty sure that makes you... well, you're related to me somehow!" He stuck his little pink tongue out at Faykit, and raised an orange tabbied paw, his way of inviting her to play.

Sitting next to the other kits, Tigerkit took a little bite. And then another, this time with more relish.

"Wow, this is great fish!" He'd had fish before, but nothing quite like this one. It was rich, even, well, fishier than usual. The little flame point took another bite, chewing quickly so he could eat more.

Tigerkit lay his stomach to the ground, his rump wriggling in the air. "Well, you're funny looking!" he joked, leaping into the air, his paws aimed at nothing. He landed a tail-length away and craned his neck back, waving his tabby tipped tail for Faykit to chase after.

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ooc;; it's perfectly alright; I haven't been on much lately either. Dx

BIC;;

The silver tabby sat silently under a low-hanging tree's branch, wrapping her long tail around her tiny paws. "So you are Larkpaw." The statement was half a question, but Owlnight didn't need, or expect, an answer.

"Tell me, young cat, what exactly to you expect to learn from me?" It was no trick question; Owlnight was going to teach this cat what she wanted to learn. That, and perhaps a few tricks of her own. She was already sure that this apprentice would be at least slightly better than the last one she'd had. Toadpaw wouldn't shut up when she'd first become his mentor, but Larkpaw... Owlnight was somewhat calmed by her silence.

[br]I am a bristly furred she-cat with deep, thoughtful eyes and a long, graceful tail. I am a daydreamer and cannot concentrate long on anything, but I am a very good tree climber.
[br]There is this kit who hangs around me and can be annoying, but I let the kit follow me because he has nobody else.

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Graceflight watched the young she-cat from the reeds. Her silver-blue fur was silghtly damp, as she'd just been out for a swim, and her blue eyes were locked on the little brown tabby. She'd seen this cat before, hadn't she? She wasn't sure.

She stepped out of the brown reeds, making her presence known to the cat. "Is there something wrong? she asked kindly, her eyes wide but soft.

Oh my gosh. I need a stalker kitty. I have a character, but I haven't had the time to make him yet... So i will try for dear Foxykit. Normally, my activity level can be around an 8, when my computer works correctly... But when it doesn't, and with school, I'll give myself a 5.

RP SAMPLE::

How much further could her little legs take her? She'd been walking since sunhigh at least, and now, the sun was getting ready to fall past the horizon. She never should have left the camp, she knew she wasn't supposed to go into the forest. But that tom had gone out, and she just had had to follow him.

"Come on, Foxykit," she mewled to herself, forcing her dark red legs to move. "You can't be that much farther away from the camp."

How had she lost that tom? He wasn't exactly hard to find, what with his bright white fur. She should have been able to follow him completely. But she'd seen another cat, a more familer one. Or at least she'd thought it was him. Paranormalpaw. His name gave her shivers. She'd turned her attention away from the other tom for only a few heart beats, just to see if it really was the medicine cat's apprentice...

But it wasn't him, and when she'd turned back, the white tom was gone. And now, Foxykit was lost.

[[I understand, one of my mentor's has disappeared as well Dx]]

The tabby cocked her head. She hadn't heard of any cats disappearing from the clan. "Well, I'm not sure what happened to your mentor, then. Maybe she got stolen by a rogue group?" Graceflight had heard of that heppening before, how rogues and anti-clans would take clan cats away. But usually, they only took kits, didn't they?

Username|: Demonscar
Display name|: S3V3R3N
Why you deserve this kit|: i consider myself a fairly decent roleplayer, and i could use some active people to write with
Why you want to be a part of the plot|: it's not exactly a huge confusing plot with all sorts of twists; it's simple and easy to follow, and that's the best kind. there's a lot of room to wiggle, too, so i like that too.
Kit's name|: aysel
Kit's warrior name[when they go to whatever clan we decide on.]|: moonpath
Gender|: she-cat
Appearance|: thin and slender, aysel is quite lithe and nimble. the fastest of her siblings, her paws are small, and her leg muscles strong. she's of normal size for a kit her age, if not a bit smaller. her pelt, made of short furs, is a light gray color. not exactly silver, but close to it. barely visible are even lighter splotchs across her back, chest, and flanks. mostly, these colorations are only seen at dawn or dusk, when her pelt will take on a slightly orangish hue, reflecting the sun and sky. her paws are slightly darker, but mostly from dirt. on the very end of her tail is a tiny patch of black fur. aysel's eyes are a dark blue-gray color, and outlined in a very thin line of white fur.
Personality|: if anything, aysel considers herself a leader. she's the self-proclaimed leader of her litter, though her siblings may not exactly agree. still, she fair, and not completely bossy. she tries to keep a level head at all times and almost never gives up. when deciding the litter's next move, little aysel takes all of her brothers' and sisters' opinions into account. but, of course, pleasing everyone isn't easy. it gets the gray she-kit a little stressed sometimes, and a little frustrated. but she never lets it effect how she decides what to do, and usually thinks through her actions before acting.

you couldn't call her shy, but she's not exactly outgoing either. she likes to keep mostly with her siblings, but she's not going to turn down an invitation to meet another cat. she's decent at making friends and yet, she will find herself isolated when she and her littermates join the clan. isolation and aysel don't go so well together. normally kind and gentle with others, she will learn that sometimes, you have to be tough and bitter.
Plots|: the isolation that the litter goes through will put aysel in a depression, whether she overcomes it or not is unclear. she may go through a phase where she wants to be a sort of 'assassin' and wander the territories for a while, but she will return, no matter what.
Other|: nope :3

Username ;; Demonscar
Display Name ;; S3V3R3N
Cat You'd Like ;; imaginativekit
Why You Want Them ;; first off, she's adorable. second, i love kits, and i miss roleplaying as them. and i feel that she and i are a good match.
Roleplay Sample ;;

Will you be active with them ;; of course!!
Other ;; nothing really

definitely planning on making a kit later -- i have absolutely no time now DX