Posts by rayne

Selyne had been following Madara in silence, watching his interactions with Columbine in interest. He had skills enough to lead, and she was smart enough to follow in his stead. She smirked, knowing that her choice had paid off. She wondered which position he would assign her? Well, whatever it was, she would agree to it.

"Well, it's not a Clan exactly. It's just me and my consort right now. We want to help cats like us, who have had a tough time, or cats who want a home. We treat everyone equally, and our rules are almost nonexistant." Disaster said, purring. "I don't want other cats to get hurt like I did. And trust me, I've gotten hurt a lot. Everyone will be taught how to hunt and fight, but we won't abuse our fighting skills and attack anyone without just cause."

She ripped her gaze from the two cats and glanced down at her scar-laced torso. This is what I want to fight... Abuse and neglect and hate... she thought, a tear welling up in one of her sapphire orbs.

"Does it sound good to you?" she asked the two, allowing premature joy to seep through her gaze.

Spellbinder didn't want to take the effort to raise her head away from her mate's soft fur, and just tried to purr harder, though she didn't believe she could. She was truly content, and nothing could hurt that.

Lightkit could not be jostled out of sleep by anything. Not her mother's paws, her siblings as they nursed, or anything in the world. It was a feeling of content, though she did not yet know the word.

Well, sure, I guess."

Disaster's heart leaped. "Really? You'll join?" she asked in utter disbelief. "I'm so glad."

Her dismal day had been much improved, first by finding a consort and then new members for her new group. She felt like prancing around, but settled instead for purring.

"Are kits allowed in? I have a kit I'm watching over."

"Of course! Any cat in need is a friend for me." Disaster said, wincing when she noticed the slight rhyme. "How old is he? He's not your kit, is he? You look too young to have kits of your own; you're still a fledgling!"

"You will be Void, how does that sound? The void for the emptiness others have cost you."

"That sounds good to me, almost perfect. What exactly would my duties entail?" Selyne said, inwardly shocked at how perfectly Madara had paired her with a position, almost as if he was psychic.

Madara had many things most cats did not. He had an eerie, almost horrific charm, a mellifluous, soothing voice when he was trying to solicit you, and more characteristics she found odd but admirable. For a group like this, he was the perfect leader.

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"Well, she can join too, but I'll have to get a queen that can nurse her. I couldn't take you away from the training you're going to get to take care of her." Disaster cautioned. Her fledglings couldn't be taking care of kits when they were supposed to be training!

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I love confusing it. We talk about ninjas a lot.

Cat's Name:
Shadowednight

Cat's Age:
9 moons

Gender:
Male

Alliance:
Loner || DisasterClan

Position:
Loner || Fledgling

Appearance:

Shadowednight is a golden Australian Mist with golden eyes. His fur pattern is delicate but distinct, much darker on his head than his torso. He is medium sized and has short fur, and large, expressive eyes. He has no noticeable scarring, but you can see a couple if you glance very closely.

Personality:
Shadowednight is generally friendly to all cats. He doesn't consider himself to be a bigot, and he's pretty humble, not that he has anything to brag about. He is pretty romantic, but too shy to tell anyone he loves them. He sometimes confuses himself when he talks, but in general, he confuses everyone else.

History:
Shadowednight was born in neutral loner territory. His mother, a ThunderClan queen, had left the Clans because of her forbidden pregnancy with a cat from RiverClan. She had three kits, one of which was stillborn. The other, a she-kit, was taken by a group of loners. Only Shadowednight was left.

She trained him in Clan ways, even though she knew they would never go back to the Clans. This training has left Shadowednight strong, but lonely that he will never know the comfort of the Clans. When his mother died giving birth to another litter of kits prematurely, he was saddened, and took to wandering the forest. He is now looking for a group of cats that will accept him.

Roleplay Sample:
Not needed- Some two digit number bio.

Comments/Other:
For a PseudoClan. :3

"Because you are Void...how would you like to punish those who don't agree with us? There will be times that we may take prisoners and they will need to be kept in line."

"One who causes pain and punishment..." Selyne said, thinking it over. "That sounds quite agreeable to me."

She was getting deeper and deeper by the second into this group. No matter how wary she had been at the start, this was her place now. She was an Akatsuki, and all who disagreed would be punished by her own claws.

If a member's cat is instrumental to a plot, how long do they have to be inactive for you to be allowed to temp them out?

OK. Thanks for the help. :3

Alright. Ebonypaw's in a thread right now, if you want to bring him in. :3

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php/topic,63726.0.html

Fangedkoi

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Ebonypaw's eyes flashed to the warrior who had entered the den. "Hello, Coalstreak." she said quietly, wondering why he was in the apprentice's den. "If you want to take a nap, you're in the wrong den."

Her natural sarcasm had overpowered her good sense at that point. Sitting in the den with Heronpaw and Dreamingpaw was a bit much, even for a cat with patience, which Ebonypaw definitely didn't have. "What are you doing here?" she asked, more out of boredom than true curiosity.

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php/topic,63860.0.html

I think this is in the wrong subboard.

"Prowling the apprentice's den, I suppose. What? It's a crime to want to have some fun?"

Ebonypaw snorted. "No, but this den is hardly what I'd call fun. If this is your definition of fun, there's something wrong with you."

Her lips curled in wry amusement. Sarcasm truly was a force to be applauded, and it was Ebonypaw's most treasured friend.

"Wanna come?"

Ebonypaw mulled over this for a moment: stay in the den or spar with the annoying Coalstreak and flirtatious Heronpaw. It was hardly a decision. "Why not? I won't miss the oh-so-scintillating conversation."

We only have nine days of school left. So it's not that much of a tragedy. Still, summer will be nice!

Ebonypaw followed Coalstreak out of the den, wondering just what she had gotten herself into. He seemed overeager to spar with them, and somehow, she didn't believe he was excited over Heronpaw.

Is not. :P The last three days are a picnic, cleaning out lockers, and watching a movie. All we have to worry about are our finals!