Posts by Ridge

Fawnshadows green eyes lit up even more, "Oh do you really think so!" She exclaimed, feeling her ears become hot. The she-cats attention was caught from the way the warriors were treating her oldd den mte, running up to Larkfeather, she flicked her tail in sincere, apology for running away from her. Fawnshadow hissed at the older warriors, "why are you being so snobby and rude, you'd expect better from older warriors!" She spat, her eyes hardening in fake disgust

Tumblingriver dipped his head "Hello there!" He smiled warmly at her, ignoring the coldness in her eyes. He didn't care much about how cats approached him- everyone had a good side to them!

OOc: recap?

Tumblingriver snorted, eyeing her with aloofness in their, blue depths. "He caught plenty of prey, and has made a pretty good impression on me. So I think he's quite acceptebale!" He hissed at her, flicking his tail in anger. Although, their was no contempt behind his voice.

Ridge nodded his head, a proud smile flashing across his deadly expressions "That is extremely true, thank you" he said, his muscles rippling underneath his golden dappled coat. "Wise words sometimes come from the youngest souls" she said, the smile dissapearing from his face, as his serious, stare glared ahead.

Bloodspill came to sit beside him, a bright smile on her face "Hey hellboy!" She said, a joking twinkle in her eyes "Can I call you hellboy, if you don't like it I won't" she said looking at him, as he rested his head on the desk.

Tumblingriver cocked his head to the side, his ears flattening down on his skull in confusion. "What?" He said, he was utterly confused, this apprentice had just given him 3 different names, as if three cats lived in one body. "Are you ok?" He asked, thinking maybe he should bring her to a medicine cat although, thinking otherwise as he didn't want to offend or or anything. "Well I'm Tumblingriver" he said, erasing the mark of questioning that was held in the depths, of his clear, charming gaze.

Bloodspill looked up at the teacher pulling out her notes, following what excuse Jenna made "Thanks Jenna, I almost forgot" she said, biting her tongue as she wanted to say something sharp to the teacher. "You can continue now" she said still looking up at the teacher, hoping this one was not stubborn and hot-headed.

Tumblingriver nodded his head as he processes the information the she-cat was telling her "Ah, so I see. And the cat that was just speaking before was... Iregularpaw" he commented, half speaking to himself.

Fawnshadow chewed on her bottom lip, taking a moment to think. Before turning to walk towards the older warriors, "Sure!"she exclaimed, although in her mind she made a mental note that Larkfeather would be a more trustworthy companion. Fawnshadow, sat neatly beside Ebony, curling her fawn pigmented tail over her paws. "Thanks a lot, but could Larkfeather join us?" she pondered, although nearly chomped off her tongue with her teeth, as she realized she might've offended or made a bad impression on the group of older warriors, "I mean if she's even acceptable to join us!" Fawnshadow said, a slight twinge of nervousness echoed throughout her soft, velvety voice.

The nervous females gorgeous, green gaze swept over them. Her mother was never shy, and was constantly bold and bright. Fawnshadow inhaled a deep breath, straightening her back to stare at the group of cats, questioningly almost taking an intimidating look if it wasn't for her perfected, tender appearance. "Hm?" She pressured, cocking the thin, almost invisible brow that every cat or animal possessed. Although, it was only visible if she cocked her head in a certain position.

Fawnshadows head tilted skywards, her nostrils flaring as she breathed in the tastes of the spring air. Parting her fawn jaws to taste the air, the she-cats plush gaze passed over the older warriors, once more, but this time filled with worry, "Is it just me... Or do you guys smell a badger as well" the scent wafted over her, she stood to her paws, her claws unsheathing naturally. Disgust and ferocity coating over her expressions, appearing and dissapearing like the waves of a wave pool. Fawnshadow slowly drifted away from them, crossing over elegantly and silent, almost gliding like a ghost. The newly-named warrior flicked her tail, intending them to follow her as she neared the entrance of camp slowly nearing a few kits that were playing out in the clearing. " Hey kits, can you please go into the nursery,". Walking away just as soon as her sentence finished, Fawnshadow appeared to stand right at the entrance, her small nostrils flaring and jaws slightly parted as she sniffed the entrance. Wanting to know if it was only her imagination or... If it wasn't- the badger wasn't near Riverclan camp. It was quite odd, considering badgers weren't really near marshy, lands like this.

Name: Silent Warsong
Gender: Female
Rank: Fighter
Looks: http://www.google.ca/search?hl…6%3Bd%7CCPjzsgkNPW7OKM%3A
Personality: meet her? Her personality morphs with my mood
History: w.i.p
Other: Rules

Fawnshadow shreiked in utter surprise and shock, as a strong, bulky badger bursted into the entrance of the camp. Hissing in frustration, the warrior chased after it watching under fearful eyes as Hailstorms' mentor took his last breath, numbness ebbed over her as she sprung into the air her un-sheathed claws extended, feeling them hook upon tough skin. Using the crook in the badgers back legs, she balanced her body by placing her small paws upon them. Fawnshadows body was stretched in a position that would be akward for other cats, as she stretched for her rather long, sharp teeth to grab the skin upon the badgers head yanking back as she tried to lead the badger in the oposite direction of Hailstorm. Although, the badger's skin was tough and fur brittle, creating it a hard task to even slice through it. Feeling her grip loosen, with no time she was only hanging on by the grip of her paws and teeth- hanging off the side of the badger.

For a minute, the she-cat pondered what possesed her to do this, although a small voice in the back of her head seemed to whisper Protecting your clan,Fawnshadow looked at Hailstorm as she tried to regain the spot she had had before. "Hailstorm! You always wanted to be the greatest fighter, now's your chance to prove yourself"The fawn she-cat winked at him cooly, as she remembered the memories although with that small muffled sentence, she distracted herself with she had lost her grip falling painfully on her back, before quickly rolling onto her steady paws; quickly darting away to avoid being hit by the powerful badger which had killed her denmate... That cursed badger would NOT get another one, while she was around! She promised herself this.

Swiftfoot
Despite most cats despising waters (and he was one of them)he still wanted to enter the aqualine depths. It looked so calming and re-assuring. Many cats thought he wasn't ready to be a warrior, considering from where his curiousity and radical ideas led him, although his skills in battle and tracking were phenominal proving him to be as equal to any Warrior. Letting out a determined Harumph
He took a gigantic leap of faith tucking his paws into/under his slim, curved gut emitting a extremely loud Splash! The great Swiftfoot was taken under by the water, his paws flung out splashing wildly as he forcefully thrusted his slim, muscular body to the oposite bank pulling himself upon uncomfortable marshy grounds. Gasping widly, the tom fought for air swallowing air that burned his water logged lungs. Slowly the tom stood to his paws the thunderclanned cats fur was matted to his body showing off his muscled frame, Swiftfoot sighed, as he rocked back on his haunches, his pink tongue rasping over his golden and black splashed pelt before he lifted his head- Swtftfoot's nostrils flared as he breathed in the scents of his surroundings...Riverclan! Swift shrugged his broad shoulders, if he was in a tight giffy he could always loosen the noose, the leaders and royals seemed to always let him out easily, although this kind of thing was becoming the norm.

Silent Warsong sat alone, Yes she did and would fight for her clan with her life, and with gratitude. Although, she never fit in with anyone. Never planning to show her affection for anyone, Silent Warsong narrowed her viscoius, accented eyes. "Hmph" She muttered, staring coldly at her paws. Keeping her feelings arranged in a pattern of coldness and hatred. Not letting anything slip out of her aura.

Tumblingriver nodded his head contemplating all of this, they all seemed really nice. Although, irregularpaw seemed more attractive and all to him. What was wrong with his brain? Why did he even believe all of this!

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Silent Warsongs dark brown eyes stared at the cat that had approached her, her mouth remained closed. Dipping her head, the tip of her tail flicked in a small greeting. A broke, detached flow seemed to be radiating off her tabby, dappled pelt. She didn't know when the last time she had said a actual word , but it didn't really matter. Silent Warsong gave Tombmist a deafening glare but a smile seemed to echoe in their hollow depths, as if the warm, welcoming Warsong was still in there. Grunting, softly she turned her head to look in the other direction before her cruel yet happy, gaze. Returned ro stare at her Leaguemate.

Silent Warcry nodded her head, in a brisk elegant movement she was on her small paws. The females crystal, rown gaze removed from her calnmte to stare at the entrance as she slowly made her way towards it, Silent Warcry was named 'Silent Warcry' for a reason, it was from her refuge to lacking speech- she could use her voice. Although, chose not to.

BUMP!

Venomouskit grumbled softly, apologizing leaping off of the smaller kit named Scarkit, "Sorry" the she-cat looked down at her claws slowly sheathing them. Her pale eyes remaining on the terra, before she rocked back on her haunches to groom her beautiful, tortishell pelt.

Brook looked down at the small owlet as it rubbed its head on her belly, stroking the owlet lightly- Love coated over her expressions. Although the moment was ruined as a loud screech was emmitted from a stranger and the owlet was taken from her. Screeching loudly at the Owl that dared take Jinora.

"Leave her alone, She's MINE"

Brook's wings spread and swept towards the ground sending her up into the air. Brook surged towards the opposing owl, at deathly speed aiming to ram her rounded head into Malai's gut, the female's beak snapped at Jinora as she plunged at Malai, although she missed the young'un by a centimetre.

"Little one!"

She cried painfully, feeling like her heart was wrenched whenever Janora was taken away from her.

Fawnshadows' jaws unhinged slightly at how cold he suddenly was being, but she would occupy her mind on that after. Swiftly she leaped back into battle, her paws extended aiming a strong blow at the badgers face- feeling her claws hook into the extra skin on the opponents face her body dangled there as she yanked at the thick skin. Sheathing her claws quickly although un-sheathing them again, she had only done this to let go if it's face. Fawnshadow didn't care about the black and white fur that clung to her claws her attention was set upon the badger- searching for where an attack would be best.

"I know you're upset Hailfrost but it was Greyskies time to go, if the badger wasn't here Starclan probably would've called out to him anyways!"

Fawnshadow didn't want to distract the tom so she didn't say everything she was going to say. Twas a risky move but she did it anyways, charging in Fawnshadow leaped into the air feeling her strong jaws close around the extra skin on the badgers neck. She didn't care if she was in danger, she just wanted this badger out of camp!

Swiftfoot

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The tom's head raised to see the gorgeous Riverclan cat, "Hey there, ah don't act like I'm a stranger! I'm yet on another expidition!" Swiftfoot announced proudly, every expididition was not succesful but his ambitions pushed him on, "How are you on this fine day?" He pondered, returning the rather flirtatios manner with a crooked smile, accompinied with a small wink. Swift's amber gaze watched Larkfeather's facial expressions speculating her reactions and attitudes towards him.

Ooc: sorry in the last post I spelled Hailfrost's name wrong! Haha just realized!