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  • ShadeClan

    Ravensong groomed her fur thoroughly at the edge of the camp, her amber eyes soft and showing she was calm and content. The deputy breathed in the fresh, crisp morning air, opening her mouth to drink in all the wonderful scents of the camp.


    Stormpaw sat near his mother, almost the same size as her. The older apprentice was eating a mouse he had taken from the fresh-kill pile.

  • ωαтєяραω χ ℓιℓуραω (g2 ραяα∂ιѕє¢ℓαи кιтѕ) {closed}

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    Boardwalk


    [font=georgia]αвσυт мє
    υѕєяиαмє: oblivious
    ∂ιѕρℓαу иαмє: ◖ finch ◗
    мυѕє ℓєνєℓ: Almost always a 7 or 8/10, hardly ever low and sometimes quite high
    α¢тινιту ℓєνєℓ: 8/10, the more characters I have the more I come online~
    ωну уσυ ∂єѕєяνє тнιѕ кιт: I can be an advanced roleplayer when I'm bothered to be completely literate.
    ωну уσυ ∂σи'т ∂єѕєяνє тнιѕ кιт: I feel like I don't come on as much as I should {i'll be more active, i'm just busy with school and animation and such}
    σтнєя؟: annoying kits


    _________________________


    αвσυт тнє кιт
    кιт иαмє: Boardkit - Boardpaw - Boardwalk


    gєи∂єя: Male


    αρρєαяαи¢є:
    Boardwalk is a firm and sturdily built tom. His fur is smooth and perfectly flat, meaning he will get colder quicker as he isn't protected by a thicker layer of fur, but it will usually grow a little more during leaf-bare. He is dark cinnamon and white in colour, along with countless darker yet distinct tabby stripes that seem to never end across his pelt. His tail is merely longer than average, and his nose is small and pink.


    His eyes are a highly appealing feature. They seem to be tinted a bright yellow at the top, before leading downwards and sinking into a soft green colour. His eyes would be more partially green though, so that's just what he calls them. During a day of strong sunlight or a night of bright moonlight, they become illuminated in streaks of gold and white.


    ρєяѕσиαℓιту:
    Boardkit is rather quiet for his age and deals with situations in a calm manner. He shows signs of intelligence even from a young age, and picks up things very quickly. His memory is very clear and he can never forget any major events that have or will happen in his lifetime. Despite being naturally silent, he is always up for a game of mossball or any other silly kit games he and his siblings may play. He hardly ever feels down and his spirits are raised quite high - he just needs to work on his confidence a little more as he is modest.


    Boardpaw will have improved in his confidence, becoming more outgoing and friendly towards others. Despite his melioration, he still remains to have a low tone while speaking, often keeps to himself and is sometimes caught babbling aimlessly to himself. He claims it's just normal. {random fact; talking to yourself makes you smarter}
    Boardpaw still remains as an intelligent little chap, with his quick learning and use of large 'fancy' words in conversation. He gets much pleasure out of being right in a situation. He seems to be brilliant at hunting, although some would think he's a better fighter due to his somewhat bulkiness.


    Boardwalk shifts to being warm and welcoming to others in his Clan. He's very easy to become a friend of, and he seems to take a great liking to kits. He simply adores hunting.


    ρℓσтѕ (αт ℓєαѕт σиє):
    - Maybe a sibling bond with someone?
    - I want him to be injured slightly bad at some point, maybe late apprenticeship or young warrior time, which would be the reason he gets the scars shown in his picture above.
    - He may have a large fear of water and will refuse to go in, keeping it to himself until some cat discovers it. Someone might teach him it's not as bad as he thinks, and soon he'll get over his fear.


    яσℓє-ρℓαу ѕαмρℓє (ωιтн кιт):
    A butterfly landed gently onto one of the crisp autumn leaves, the beating of it's bright jade wings moving to a slower pace, until it was completely still. In an abrupt motion, a flash of cinnamon and white bowled for the tiny creature, short yet sharp claws flailing in an attempt to pin down the butterfly. It's wings flapped vigorously as it made a lucky escape from the boisterous kit. Boardkit let out a hiss in vexation, stamping one of his front paws on the leaves in front of him. "Fox dung," he cursed, his soft short tabby fur standing on end. He sighed, abruptly relaxing himself quickly. "I was a little too loud, I'm guessing..." he murmured knowingly to himself, trailing off as his eyes met something else that piqued his interest. A warm smile spread across his little face almost instantly as he stood before a gull's feather, which was still gently floating down to the earth, giving off a slight tint to it's colour. His claws slid back in, as he let out a giggle, leaping for this interesting new fuzzy thing. "The sky is weird," he commented as he pinned this strange new plaything down. "Lots of things fall from it...like the tiny little bits of water and even these cool fluffy things!"
    He lowered his head down, green eyes glistening in awe, rubbing his cheek gently across the thing that had fallen from the bright azure sky that stood ever so still above. "Soft and fuzzy. I like this. A lot."


    тнємє ѕσиg (ιf αиу):
    Be Calm - fun.


    σтнєя؟: n/a

  • ❥ p a r a d ι ѕ e c l a n---------r p

    OOC: Any way to dramatically kill off a character here? :3 {I'm bored of Aeropaw, she does nothing. XD}


    IC: Paintedskies stood abruptly still, looking around to see if the patrol was still nearby where she was.


    Septemberpaw and Aeropaw together chased after a moss ball, determined to beat either to it.


    Finchpaw wondered if Cherrypaw's roleplayer would ever return to this thread, and coughed awkwardly.

  • ❥ p a r a d ι ѕ e c l a n---------r p

    OOC: Okay, sounds cool. c:


    IC: Paintedskies leaped at some seagull that had been eating some deceased prey nearby. It's rapidly flapping wings whacked her straight in the face, causing her to spit in a rage and rake her claws across it's large body. Filthy thing. It flew off in a flurry of feathers before she could give it a killing bite.

  • ¢αи'т уσυ ѕєє, ι'м ℓσѕιиg му мιи∂ тнιѕ тιмє? || private

    Rays of golden and a blinding yellow shone down from a wide-open cerulean sky, barely a single cloud in sight. Only the beaming sun remained, which stood out much more in such a clear view above today. Thrushes perched atop the branches of the blooming cherry blossom trees, their songs being carried through the sharp morning air. Everything and every living creature seemed content in this Scottish countryside. Except just a few things were out of the ordinary. Like how a vending machine hadn't been standing still on a hill of tall grass a couple minutes ago, and then it had appeared. Out of thin air.
    An unfamiliar face sauntered around these hillsides, mainly in direction of a small yet lively village nearby. His hair was simply just black with some streaks of dark brown from the sunlight, and eyes a light shade of copper. He seemed to have an interested look on his face, and a glint of amusement in his eyes as he walked along, hands in the pockets of his simple tuxedo and whistling to himself. Nothing really unnatural about him from the outside - a normal young man just escaping to the countryside for a holiday. But maybe he wasn't all he seemed on the inside.
    "Time," he mumbled to himself as if he was taking notes, "I must get the time. Date would be good too, just to see if I have landed on this 'prodigious' day."
    He hadn't interacted with humans in a while. He'd just been doing nothing exactly interesting since his last companion had decided to stay back on Earth. The man shrugged - he saw it coming. They all seemed to leave him at some point, some in a more light way than others. But now he felt that he was in the mood for something interesting for a change. Maybe he could find a new companion in this Scottish place. Hopefully one with a nice accent too.

  • ¢αи'т уσυ ѕєє, ι'м ℓσѕιиg му мιи∂ тнιѕ тιмє? || private

    Peppi pondered about the seemingly endless possibilities if his plan went wrong. This country all depended on him. No, this whole bloody planet depended on him. Why couldn't it-
    His trail of thoughts came to an abrupt end as he fell backwards, something knocking into him all of a sudden. He looked in surprise at the human that had walked into him. Definitely in a hurry by the pace of her voice. "N-no...it's alright," he stumbled a bit over his words, trying to regain back what he had been thinking so long about. He froze on the spot as he had began straightening out his suit. I need the time and date. Now...how do I begin a conversation nicely with a human?
    He'd just been so used to simply encountering the lesser nice species, and his previous companion was just an accident so there wasn't any proper introduction. He inhaled uncertainly and cleared his throat.
    "I'm lost. Like, in time I suppose you could say," he didn't look her in the eye because of how doubtful he felt of himself. "Time, I need the time. Date would be lovely too. Like, the year and month and day and such. Also, you look quite nice."
    Maybe she'd be a bit more friendly if he added a compliment in, so he done just that. But then he suddenly felt slightly insecure about not thinking before saying things.

  • ¢αи'т уσυ ѕєє, ι'м ℓσѕιиg му мιи∂ тнιѕ тιмє? || private

    "Thank you...and drink?" he raised an eyebrow at her. "No, I've not been drinking. I mean, not drinking alcohol anyway. I'm just a little...precarious, I suppose."
    He turned on the spot, fumbling in his pocket quickly for something in particular of his. "Cheers again. I'll be fine. Or not. Probably not, but that's nothing to worry about for now." He shrugged coolly, stopped rooting around in his pocket and a metal item was now clasped firmly in his hand. He pressed a button on the side of it with his thumb, causing the tip of it to illuminate into a pale orange-red shade of colour.
    "Looking excellent as usual," he observed it with a smile, becoming oblivious to the fact that the lady was still there.

  • ¢αи'т уσυ ѕєє, ι'м ℓσѕιиg му мιи∂ тнιѕ тιмє? || private

    Peppi looked up from his sonic pen, quickly switching off the luminous light and turning back in her direction. "You know, maybe you're right," he responded with his thoughts aloud. "I'll probably get myself into some sort of mess. I could cause some sort of paradox if I don't get things right. Or maybe I'll just conveniently have this planet put in some grave danger and half of the race gone for good. Maybe I'll need another head in this with me for this to work."
    He pointed his sonic contraption in the direction of her, to show his attention was on her right now. "Alrighty then. You'll be my companion, possibly temporary if I manage to agitate you too much, but maybe you'll find me decent at the very least. You can just call me Peppi. And yes, I've little to no idea of what I'm doing. All I know is I'm about to stop something terrible - but I'll be in style at least."
    He stepped back with a warm smile, then waited to see if she would give her introduction.