Posts by muddly

^{Okay, on entering, all I need is three things, Name;;Age;;Looks.}

^{Then you can party at The Club. (If anyone could think of a name that'd be nice. xDD )}

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^People::

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^{.:Name:. Lux
.:Age:. 15
.:Looks:. Light auburn hair with pink highlights. She has hazel-green eyes with golden flecks. Her form is slim, tight, and skinny. She's tanner than most girls. Naturally though.}

^{Now, I made this to get to know people you could make Private Threads with, but you can still call this an RP. :3}

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^{Lux danced through the people around her, trying to make it to the drink bar. Of course they didn't sell stuff to make you drunk or anything... But they sold you stuff that got you a bit buzzed. The girl was not getting buzzed tonight though. Mum and dad needed to see her responsible enough to go out on her own more often. She ordered a soda and sipped it quietly, watching all of the couples snogging or dancing. She groaned as one couple were doing both, right in front of her. She set her drink down and moved to a booth in the corner, crossing her arms and giving a little pout.}

^{Okie dokie artichokies! I'm kind of in the mood to make my own Clan... I have the ideas and the seting... But no plot or name... Hm... Anyone want to help make it?}

^{Ideas: Like; all are dark colored cats or something?, Mabey a hierachy instead of a Leader;Deputy;etc. Like Egypt hierarchy?
Setting: Tunnels/Dessert/ Desert Tunnels.}

^{My Job: I'll be leader, I'll do desert herb research, I'll post it....}

^{Your Guys' Jobs: Make me a fancypost for the Joining thinger-majiger, More ideas?, Give me Loyal RPers.}

^{So; suggest away!}

^{Chapter 2}

^{Small paws raked over the ground, digging around a plant. "You have to be gentle with the plants, Deathpaw..." A warm voice mewed. Snowpine's white pelt pressed up against the apprentice while she worked. She mouthed every word the older cat spoke. She'd been hearing this talk ever since she was made an apprentice. 3 moons. 3 moons had passed since her ceremony. That she-kit that mocked her was now the Deputy Nightshadow's apprentice. Deathpaw stopped harvesting the chamomile. "You know, I don't think that Nettlepaw should've gotten Nightshadow. She's brave and nice and sweet while Nettlepaw's a piece of dirt!" Snowpine gasped and cuffed Deathpaw over the ear. "You don't speak like that! StarClan accepted you as a medicine cat to be sweet to ClanMates! Not talk behind their backs!" The apprentice hissed and yowled. "Well StarClan shouldn't have taken my mother and brother!" A haze covered the she-cat's eyes and she ran off, tears streaming off her cheeks. Wind blew into her ear like whispers of all the dead souls. The apprentice didn't stop running, even when she was blocked by brambles. She pressed through them, hissing all of the way. She ended up in a sunny meadow, the trees surrounding it reached to the heavens, their foliage covered fingers touching clouds. She moved in a daze to the center, plopping down without a sound. Quietness lasted for a long time before Deathpaw's wails broke the veil. A warm pelt pressed up against her's. "Go away, Snowpine... I want to be alone." A nose nudged her cheek gently. She snapped her head toward the cat, her green eyes still watering. "I said go away, Sn-" A black and white she-cat lay by her, her long legs pushing her to her feet. She nodded her head and smiled. Deathpaw looked down at her paws, realizing they were dipped in the stars. She shut her mouth and heard the mystery cat speak. "Dearest Deathpaw, I'm here for you. I was here when you were born. I was here when you were shut out fom the world. But, now you have a second chance. Show them who you are. Show them you are the Heir to StarClan's throne. They will bow down to you someday, Deathpaw. Just wait and see." The she-cat walked off and vanished, leaving only a dead rose behind. The apprentice stared at it dumb-founded. When she gained her senses, she was grinning maddly.}

^{"Where have you been?" A deep voice asked. Deathpaw didn't stop walking into the camp. "Out," She replied harshly. Her grandfather pursuited her. "It's Moonhigh, Deathpaw! I demand to know where you have been!" The she-cat didn't speak another word to Hawkstar. She padded into the medicine den and curled into her nest. Snowpine was awake, but didn't utter a word. It was her stupid way of saying sorry. Deathpaw slept soundly that night, dreaming about her mother and sibling all playing. It was a smooth dream until the ground cracked, letting red light leak from it. She along with her mother fell, leaving Deadkit grinning wildly at the top, watching her fall into hell.}

{Ooh! I wonder who the mysteryious she-cat is? And what's with Deathpaw's dream about her brother?}

^{There once was a place before hunters were invented, and humans and dragons got along peacefully in a world untouched by machines. In it were 4 regions divided by a dragon's talents.}

^{Water, Fire, Earth, and Sky.}

^{Each broke up into it's own catagories.}

^{Sky: Storm Dragons; Cloud dragons; Sunset/rise Dragons; and Wind.
Earth: Tunnel Dragons; Mountain Dragons; Sand Dragons; Plant Dragons; and Metal Dragons.
Fire: Lava Dragons; Fire Dragons; and Light Dragons.
Water: Sea Dragons; Lake Dragons; and River Dragons.}

^{Each Region had it's own Queen and/or King. They ruled over all of the Dragons in their Region, may they be in different catagories, they all were the same element.}

^{Some ruled alone while others had undying love.}

^{Once, The regions were split up, no bonds or anything. They hardly knew they existed. Until, two young dragons, a Tunnel Dragon and a Sky Dragon. The Sky Dragon was a princess and fell from the clouds, a never healed wing never alowing her to fly home. She met the tunnel dragon who was a slave and she agreed to take the Princess home from a Great Oak called The Sky Oak because it reached into the heavens above. They went through every Region, spreading their frendship through the kingdoms, giving each one hope for a new world. Bonds were formed among them.}

^{But, now, things have changed. Wars are breaking out among the several regions we all thought were peaceful. Earth fighting with Sky, Water fighting with Fire.}

^{The world is doomed; unless someone stops it.}

^{Will Humans have to work with dragons? Will dragons have to work with Humans? We don't know.}

^{A brown husky trotted through the streets, her tail arched over her back with pride. The she-dog glanced on her left and right, making sure no sign of a dull-tooth was around. They roamed these streets oftn, giving her ocassional bites of food. Her portraying ribs didn't bother her. It hade her get more food from the sympathetic dull-teeth. He mother said they were "humans", but the name didn't suit them well. Their teeth were dull and pointless, not allow them to kill at all. Akiak had smelled other dogs before but none were any threat to her. She padded along further, hoping to catch site of a dull-tooth. One caught her eye, his odd basket thing in his hand. She trotted over and barked happily, wanting the food he obviously carried around like all dull-teeth. He made and odd sound and swung his basket thing at her, clubbing her over the head. She yelped and felt her head jerk sideways. Akiak ran off, yelping and barking warning to anyother dogs.}

^{Akiak jumped at the sound of another dog's lyric. She swung her skull in his direction and saw that he was just about her size. The timid dog's bi-colored eyes widened and she walked toward him slowly, her tail tucked and ears flat. "W-what? What do you wnat?" She never communicated with dogs because the stayed away from the dull-teeth, unlike her who was very social. She loved the dull-teeth and their tasty morsels. The dirt colored canine blinked slowly and studied the brute. His posture was very agressive and dominate... Obey the Alpha... Her senses told her. No... I will not... He's not my Alpha. She kept her submissive position but had a cool voice.}

^{Akiak looked up at him with grateful eyes than looked around the street, whimpering. "A dull-tooth. He had an odd basket thing and I wanted food so I went up to him and he hit me with his basket stick!" She looked at the shepard more closely and sniffed his fur. Several dogs were smeared on it with food and ally. She blinked her bi-colored optics and looked over his shoulder for any other dogs. It reaked with them horribly but something else was on them. No blood...? The stories her mother told her about the dogs on the street were that they were viscious, cruel animals with blood constantly smeared on their pelts from their cannbilistic ways. She whimpered and asked the question, "Are you a cannibal?"}