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[size=7pt]Cat's name: Willow
Cat's Age: Six moons.
Rank: Apprentice, soon.
Appearance: Orange aflame pelt with deep forest-like eyes; Like her father, Willow is a brightly colored shekit with an orange coat and rustic red stripes that roll all over her body, from cheeks to hind legs. Bring a young little thing, her form is small and weak, but soon she will be long and slender, catching the eyes of a few toms here and there.
Personality: Spicy and sassy yet timid and averse; varying from time to time, Willow is happy then sad, playful then humorless and silent. Though lately she has been keeping to herself, found mumbling in the darkest of places. Strange. The only person she is close to, is Dean. The one that took her away from the hurt, and showed her true happiness. She thinks of him as a father, even through she'd never admit it.
History: Sorrow-filled but everchanging; At the mere age of two weeks, her mother left her at the border of their territory, fleeing back to her clan of the River without regretting thing. In the future, Willow will grow a hate for her mother and try to venture out to kill her. Twisted little kit she's going to be. In the last few moons, she's traveled with Dean to the Elite, and is currently trying to keep herself healthy so her broken leg heals faster.[/size]
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*sprawls across Birdy's and Adam's lap, gasping* Oh, I'm sorry, did I interrupt something? o: *giggles and prances away to the kitchen to raid the fridge.*
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ϟ--- a t r e y u.
why must i feel this way?
just make this go away,
just one more peaceful day.
[size=7pt]"Kay, let's go then." He meowed in reply, swiftly getting to all four paws and padding over to the tom, still smiling as he passed. Though he seemed to slow, making sure the tom was close. He didn't need to loose sight of him, or their surroundings. If something or someone where to attack, Atreyu would need to protect Niflheim first and foremost.
OOC; Seeing how I'm WAY too tired, and can't even think, you wanna make the new thread? You can choose whichever clan. xP Up to you.[/size]
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D: Aww... but okay! 8D -noms on food before going to huggle birdy, laughs at Adam- Haha! Mine~ -puts stuff up and her dog, cat, and other cat inside.- Yay! I'm moved in. :3
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He didn't find her. They were both in a clan sorta thing together but they ran away to the Elite.
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*makes some tea before chilling out on the couch.* So what happened with adam? Why you two divorced? D:
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I'm using the blue one. It's pretty cool. xP
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Her mother abandoned her to the Revolution. At about three moons, her and Dean left for the Elite. She got a broken leg a few days before leaving, but it's healing now. That clear it up?
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Lol xD Well I'm glad you got his slippers! -sips at the tea after getting it back.-
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No worries, Sweetpaw will be fine. xD I wouldn't do that to poor turntable~ I'm sure it would hurt him if she died. D: 'nways, night! *huggles birdy once more before strolling off to sleep*
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ϟ--- a t r e y u.
why must i feel this way?
just make this go away,
just one more peaceful day.
[size=7pt]Atreyu growled lowly, his thick fur bristling. The tom glared at Shiningclaw, but forced a smile. "This is the clan of Thunder, is it not?" When the tom finished, he noticed a she-cat running for Niflheim, a low snarl leaving his lips. Before the she-cat could even get near him, he was in between her and the small tom, muscles tensing. If she'd try to slash at him with her claws, he'd simply take it and leap forward, aiming a bite to her neck and claw at her sides. Sure she would move, he'd keep his aim out a bit, so whether she went left or right, he could catch her in time. Also, seeing how he was large, it would be hard for her to force him away, or back. Atreyu would not let Niflheim get hurt, not now, not ever.
OOC; Era, please don't have your cat attack Niflheim, just asking. If he's cut just a scratch he will die. I'm fine with her and Atreyu fighting, but leave him out of it, please? 3: These two are apart of a plot and it hasn't even started. I wouldn't want it to end because Niflheim dies. D:[/size]
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ϟ--- a t r e y u.
why must i feel this way?
just make this go away,
just one more peaceful day.
[size=7pt]At least the tom didn't have to fight right now. Heaving a sigh, he kept close to Niflheim, looking to the tom, then to the more civilized ThunderClan cat. "As he has said, we are starting an anarchy. " He meowed, dipping his head to Shiningclaw. Though he couldn't help but look back to the apprentice, upper lip curling highly. Deep down, Atreyu wanted the cat to attack, but he couldn't risk Niflheim getting into the cross-fire. "What's your names?" At least he could attempt to be nice, for 'his' kit's sake.[/size]
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[size=16pt]☄[/size]--- cosmictwilight.
Let's take it slow,
I don't wanna move too fast.
I don't wanna just make love,
I wanna make love last.
[size=7pt]The beautiful Bengal she-cat strode along her side of the chicken coop, letting out a silent yawn to the hard earth below her rough pads. After, she looked up and raised a brow at the many shelves of herbs. She was missing something, she was sure of it. Bunching up her muscles, she jumped forward, landing on a near empty shelf. Catmint, and aloe, that's what she was missing. The two seemed to be going fast, with all the fires going on and all. "My my, I'm missing quite a bit." Cosmictwilight meowed happily with a lithe laugh, looking back to the door with wondering blue eyes.
"Turtlepaw!" She yowled, making sure nearly everyone could hear her. There was never telling where that silly apprentice of hers ran off at times like these.[/size]
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Healer's den thread. [: Pssst, Turtlepaw should post there. ^^
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[size=16pt]☄[/size]--- cosmictwilight.
Let's take it slow,
I don't wanna move too fast.
I don't wanna just make love,
I wanna make love last.
[size=7pt]Licking her chops, the healer strode out of the chicken coop and into the brisk morning air, her pelt bristling with pure happiness as she went for a stroll, towards the others. Cosmictwilight found it rude to speak when the leader was, so she leaned towards the closest cat to her, Haloshine. "What's going on?" She meowed in question, tail lashing out to the air as she waited for a reply, her blue eyes constantly racing between Spellpaw and Stutterstar. The young thing looked familiar, but she just couldn't put her paw on it. Cosmic had been around since Stutterstar had ruled, even before. 'God.. she looks like clover..' The healer thought to herself, shrugging the thought away as she watched.[/size]
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[size=17pt]☠[/size]--- s h i v e r.
[size=7pt]i sense there's something in the wind
that feels like tragedy's at hand
and though i'd like to stand by him
can't shake this feeling that I have
the worst is just around the bend[/size]
[size=7pt]At his words, the small coon shook her head slowly as she traveled up the tree, still not caring if he followed or stayed. Part of her wanted him, part of her was scared to death. She couldn't get hurt again. First her mother, next her heart. Shiver couldn't take both in the same year.
"No need for apologies.." She said back, her voice low and sorrowful as her dark eyes met the rough bark below her paws and tail. "No need at all," Shiver added, forcing a smile as she met his eyes with her own sad ones. No, it wasn't just sadness, it was everything. Everything shown in her eyes. The love, the hate, the worry, the heart-ache; everything. At this point, she didn't care if he saw everything. She was sure he knew of her feelings for him. It was the fact that he said nothing of it that killed her within.
"Pointless.." The words left her lips easy, like blade to flesh. Simply slipping on by, leaving nothing but a silent sound and pain. It was pointless to her. These feelings. If he didn't love her, he didn't love her. There was nothing she or anyone could do. Thus, she wouldn't try to do anything but live her life like a good little follower. Burying bodies and sending them to the afterlife. Just like father wanted.
Finally her eyes left his and she stood, her small body moving across the long branch, to the very edge. She looked down, the end of her front paws grasping the bark roughly. She could end it right here, be done with all of it, but she wouldn't, she couldn't. Shiver would not be a body her father buried. Finally she turned back, sitting at the edge and staring towards Thanatos. She had nothing more to mutter. Nothing he'd care to hear anyways.[/size]
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Look on the last page. xD -is nommed upon, noms back-
