Posts by Frecklenose

She waited for Flametail

"Flametail this is Soul. Soul flametail"

Fawnleap sat at the mouth of her den staring out into the night. She sighed feeling like something in her life was missing but she couldn't quite figure out what. She padded over to the pond nearby and stared down into the water. A pretty marbled brown she-cat with yellow eyes stared back at her. She dipped her head down and touched her nose to the water sending ripples out over the smooth lake and distorting the image.

Fawnleap looked up at him then shrugged slightly. "Nothing really.". She said. "I just came here to get away for a while.".

A silent shape races through the underbrush breathing hard. It is a she wolf caring her newly born pup in jaw. behind her can be heard the heavy footfalls of a hunter. Fear is flashing in the her eyes. She knows she won't be able to outrun this human so she franticly scans the forest flashing by. She spots a hollow tree up ahead and races to it. She gently sets her pup down and licks it once on top of the head before racing away. A few moments later shot rings out through the forest off. The pup, now orphaned, begins to stir and whine and searching for her mothers warm sent. Hours pass and the kits cries grow weaker before they stop altogether. The pups chest, faintly rising and falling are the only sign that she is still alive.

Fawnleap sighed and sat down wrapping her tail around her paws. She wanted someone to be friends with but she didn't know many people here.

"I'm Fawnleap" the marbled brown she-cat replied. "Pleasure to meet you Obsidianpaw." She said dipping her head slightly.

Fawnleap bounded over. "I'd love to join your patrol if I may!" The marbled brown she-cat said.

Fawnleap follows close behind birdsong out into the forest and smelled the air for prey close by

Bump

Deep in the forest, near the edge of the Thunderclan territory a tiny black and white newborn kit lay crying weakly. Only a few hours old her eyes and ears ere still sealed shut. She was weak and barely clinging to life having gone without food for several hours.

No it's not

OOC: My character is called Sparrowpelt. Se is a pure black she-cat with yellow eyes. She has a scar across end her left eye and she has a hard time trusting people.

IC: Sparrowpelt sat nest to a stream quietly watching the water flow past. She sighed, she felt like something was missing from her life but she didn't quite know what. She rested her head on her paws am let her mind wander.

Sparrowpelt froze suddenly as she picked up the scent of another cat. "Who's there!" She demanded standing up and glancing around .

Bump

She whirled around to face him. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She

"Why not?" She asked. Somehow she was fascinated by this strange cat.

Now she really was intrigued. "Why do you say that?" She asked.

Traits: I am a a short-coated he-wolf with deep, thoughtful eyes and backward-curling ears. I am very sensitive to criticism, but I love family and care very much for young pups.

History: My pack leader was abusive to me and then I killed him, but nobody knows I did.

She flicked her tail in annoyance. "You never told me what you were doing here."