Posts by Sensational

ic; Pepperheart looked at her long white fur and swished her black and white tail. She decided to go out and look at the territory, and capture any wandering toms. She padded over to the tall pine and cried, "Any cat want to come with me?" She was sadly deaf, so she couldn't hear herself or anyother cat. But they knew that,

ic; Cheetah snuck around the back of the unsuspecting sleeping kits. Finally, some kits will be caught and I'll be the best Civil cat ever she thought. She crept in and she saw many little kits snoring.

ooc; Civil cats and stolen kits needed!

The she-cat stared at him. She scanned him up and down and snarled. "I'm not sure I should tell you" she started, unsheathing her claws.

Falcon stared at Violet. He circled her and leapt to touch her.

"You started it" she snapped. She let her fur lie flat and she twitched her ear. "I've never seen you before. Where do you come from?" she asked.

The snow bengal she-cat who'd just padded near the table smiled. A battle! I can finally get my claws dirty she thought, looking at Staunton.

Rope Underground looked at the hunting cats and padded towards them. She joined in silently, and she smiled as the birds flew over her. She saw Echo and gulped. Great Endless Hunting, we're havin' no fun when he's here she thought.

ic; Irilke stared at the cats. He smiled, grinned even, and unsheathed his claws.

ooc; Anyone want to fight Irlike?

Hauntedpaw felt excited, thrilled, wonderful. How many endless moons had it been since she felt like this? Her heart raced as she felt pawsteps close to her.

Character Name: Hauntedkit~Hauntedpaw~Hauntedhouse

Character Age: Around 9 moons

Gender: She-Cat

Alliance: SnowClan

Rank: Apprentice

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Hauntedpaw has normal young cat features that many have. She's a beautiful, smallish blue lynx point with short, soft fur. She has a white tail-tip, and a random splotch on her back. Her eyes are bright hazel, but look sorrowful sometimes. Her ears are small and round and she's a normal Domestic cat. Overall, she's a beautiful blue lynx point with bright hazel eyes.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
---Likes (at least 3):
--- Dislikes (at least 3):
---Strengths (No MORE than 5):
---Weaknesses (At least 3):

History (8 or more sentences):

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):

Comments (optional):

Alright. I'll explain it. I'm currently searching for people who can make graphics. When you buy a raffle ticket, you're in the running to win fresh-kill or a graphic. I've got a random number generator so you could be the lucky winner of a prize!

ic; Hauntedpaw looked at Blueparadise and smiled. "Hi Blue" she meowed. She usually called everyone by their prefix, and she called herself Haunty sometimes. She didn't other cats calling her Haunty, but that's what a nickname is.

ooc; thanks Lunar

A sleek marbled tabby lynx point she-cat crawled through the undergrowth that surrounded the castle. Her white paws were visible in the dense bushes and her light blue eyes were fierce. She slipped gracefully out of the bushes and stared at Solitare. Porolke Elonea hated the loner's eyes, but she kept strong as she noticed Hydra. "Are you excpecting someone?" asked Porolke, her blue eyes narrowing.

Falcon dodged, the smell of her sweet scent filling his mouth. He leapt up on the tree and fell down. He laughed and looked at Violet.

Saltheart looked at Wardrum. "I'm Saltheart" he meowed, looking at the tom up and down. His light orange eyes looked behind him and back. "Do want to go hunting?" he asked.

ic; Pepperheart smiled. "Let's go" she meowed, hoping they could hear her. She was excited. I'm hunting with the leader and a royal guard. How can a deaf cat be so lucky? she thought. She heard a scurrying noise behind a tree.

*over hears Moon's comment and starts crying* Why Erins, why, why, why, why (keeps going until end of time)

Quarak lashed her tail, thinking about the battle. She needed to stretch her claws once in a while.

Saltheart looked at Wardrum and smiled at Mourningdove. "Of course" he meowed. He looked at them. "What will we talk about?" he asked, his eyes shining.