Posts by Fexther

Featherkit and Hawkkit stared at the eggs, zoned away in their own dragon dreams. They were oblivious to Leopordstar's words as they sighed contently.

Creek narrowed his eyes. He ran, building up speed before leaping over the river in a wild frisk. He skidded to a stop on the other side, his fur wild and spiked in excitement.

Creek's eyes shone. To him, being complimented by the leader was like winning a grand prize. He friskily padded over to the trees, sniffing around them curiously as he waited for the rest of his group to leap across.

Accepted. One more member and I'll create a RP thread.

Feel free to make several other characters if you want to. Be sure to tell your friends so we can grow. Maybe a banner would be nice, if any of you dabble in that.

Feather padded out of her den. The small black Venom streached out her front limbs, flexing her claws.
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Jay curled up in the small, tight den of the Prisoners. The adult sighed boredly. He closed his eyes, wondering what was going on out in the middle of camp.

Creek nodded in excitement. He dashed after Shadow eagerly.

(Whoops, sorry)
Featherpup shuffled backwards, hiding in the leaves. And it worked. So far, no other enemies had discovered her...at least not yet...

Feathersoul looked up, surprised at the urgency on Rockstream's face. A ball of wind? What what this. The lWarrior chuckled. "Oh Rockstream, don't be silly. There's no such thing as a ball of..." The black fae trailed off, her blue eyes widening. A cyclone was in the background, huge trees swirling around inside of it. She gasped in disbelief. In a flash, she had dashed to the base of the Highrock. "Everyone, come out, now! We must evacuate!" she yowled over the loudening roar of the wind.

Feathersoul dashed into the nursery, snatching up a large gray kit and rushing outside, following the stream of warriors, elders, and cats as they fled.

Creek nodded, leaping down into the sandy pit. As he hit the ground, he sent up a wave of grains, and he rolled off his momentum. He stopped on his back, his gray fur matted and tangled and the mop of gray fur on his head filled with sand. He jumped to his paws, shaking out his pelt and sending a storm of sand flying.

Featherpup stood shakily. The bleeding pup padded over to Leapfall's side. She didn't see the Master as just her leader, but as her guardian and friend. The little red squirrel sat down, curling her thick feathery tail around her.

Creek nodded, crouching down and lashing his tail back and forth. He wasn't large, so he relied more-so on speed and finese. He ran low, heading right for Shadow's legs. But, just as he was about to slide under her, he shot upward, aiming to nick her neck with his teeth.

Name; Feather
Gender; Female
Age; 23 Moons
Rodent; Red Squirrel
Looks; http://www.isleofwighttouristg…/uploads/red-squirrel.jpg
Family; Robyn (Mother), Mouse (Father) (Can be RPed if anyone wishes to)
Other?; She got her name from her long feathery tail.

Name: Mintkit-Mintfeather (which is the proper term for a baby rabbit)
Gender: Male
Rank: Medicine Rabbit (when he gets older that's what he'll train for)
Appearance: http://thetoyshoppe.com/images/50773a.jpg
Personality: Somewhat grumpy because of his girly name, but he's compassionate and determined to do his work and train.
Mate/Crush/kin: N/A
History: Born into the nest/colony/warren
Other: N/A

(Can I just randomly pick a Queen to have the kits?)

Name: Featherkit/Featherpaw/Feathersoul
Age: Three Moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Kit
Appearance: Featherkit is a small she-cat. She has sparkling Ice-blue eyes and a long, feathery tail. Her inky black fur is long and thick, with a glossy sheen. She has long legs and a slender body, built for running and endurance. Her body is very arrow-dinamic and she's one of the agile cats in the Clan.
Personality: Featherkit is curious and eager to learn. That also means she can sometimes be nosy. When you first meet her, she's shy and cautious, but once you get to know her she's warm-hearted and trustworthy. She isn't aggressive unless she's provoked. She can be short-tempered and a bit defensive, though.
History: Featherkit had been born with a twisted paw, which made her become a Medicine Cat. She had always dreamed of being a Warrior, raising a family, maybe even becoming a leader. She had been depressed and always stuck in her life-that-could-have-been, which means she wasn't the best cat to have conversations with. She had always been jealous of the Warriors and had been quite snappy. She had died a Warrior's death, however, saving a kit when a large tree had fallen.
Kin: Spiderweb (Father), Speckledfawn (Mother), Hawkkit (Brother)
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Other:N/A

Name: Hawkkit/Hawkpaw/Hawktalon
Age: Three Moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Kit
Appearance: Hawkkit is a dark brown tom. He has a mackerel striped tabby pattern. His eyes are a vibrant orange, and he is a large tom with long claws. He has broad shoulders and huge paws. He has black tipped ears and tail.
Personality: He's fun and friendly. He is very loyal and supportive. He's very protective of his loved ones. He's mellow but doesn't take insults lightly. He would give his life in an instant for the greater good of just one tiny kit.
History: He was a battle-hungry Warrior. In battle, he would kill just for fun, but his Clan had no idea because he was so cunning and sly back then. He craved for power, and that was untimately his downfall. During a battle, he was aiming to kill the other Clan's leader, but a tiny apprentice had dashed under him and slashed his throat. He doesn't want to turn into that evil cat again, and strives for goodness.
Kin: Spiderweb (Father), Speckledfawn (Mother), Featherkit (Sister)
Crush: Amethystkit
Mate: N/A
Other: N/A

Mintkit had just started to explore when word of a fire reached him. The kit's ears snapped up, alert for danger. He shuffled towards one of the older rabbits for protection.

Featherkit turned, watching as Leopardstar stared at them. The small black kit stood, trotting over to her side. She pressed up against the leader's leg, purring happily while Hawkkit was lost in his day dreams.

Mintkit's eyes were wide as he hopped over towards an older digger.

Username: Fexther

Nick Name: Fexther....

Cat Name: Xyne

Cat Age: 3 Moons

Gender: Male

Rank: Kit/Healer Apprentice/Healer

Appearance: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M6X0…1600/young-calico-cat.jpg

Personality: He is warm-hearted and normally cheery. He can be blunt and not afraid to speak his mind. He's mellow but he doesn't take insults lightly, and he's compassionate. He's very passionate about his work, and he can be arrogant about his knowlage of herbs and treatments.

Family/Crush/Mate/Kits: N/A

Roleplay Sample: (Placed in the future) Xyne padded out of the Healer's den, sighing deeply. Another kit had died of the unknown illness that had been spreading around the camp. The small calico slipped over to the Fresh-Kill pile, bending down and grasping a small trout in his jaws. The elderly healer plopped down, biting chunks out of the sleek creature wearily. He groaned, only half finished, but he was so tired. So....tired.... His jaws split into a wide yawn. Just a little.....rest....just a little.....while.... He lied his head down, his dark brown eyes sealed behind his lids, his last breath barely a whisper before the world faded away. Just a dream...

Other: Live long And prosper Star Trekky