Posts by The Artist

"It'll probably stop sometime, but it might take moons or days or even seconds. I can't predict it, ever since I've been here they've lasted only a few hours...never this long...it might take days...but it's fine, atleast I have someone to share it with"

dull the whiskers down to a grey-white-silver.

the irises should be a dull blac, add shadows, create shading, and try to make the eyes more rhombus with a circle in them.
/\ /\
/ (\ ___/ ) \
{ }
{ \o\ _ /o/ }
\ A /
/___O___\ _
| | / \
| | | A_
/ \ V / \ \ \
| \ || / | __/ /
| | || | | ____/
\ | v| /
((|))((|)) ((|))((|))

did that fix it?

He smiled and licked her cheek, hoping it was okay, cause if not he's feel so embarrassed.

that better?

Jayleen poked her head out and raced over, gawking at the cat who had fallen from the heavens, sniffing him as herb names and remedies flooded her memories and she raced off to find the comfrey, feverfew, dandelion and cobwebs, not to forget the juniper berries and the lamb's ear.Snatching some poppy seeds too before she place the heap of herbs down, blinking down at the cat as she gently tried to mend his bones and put his bones back into place without too much pain.

Silver eyes looked over and stared blankly at her as the bulky tom padded forward and he towered over the clan cat.
"Follow me then" he sighed, turning towards where he knew Riverclan was and started walking...not bothering to talk much. She was a clan cat, she's probably talk about her clan, and he really didn't want to hear about that....

"My name is Jayleen," she mewed, , touching her muzzle to his cheek as she jerked a bandage tight, knowing it would hurt, but it had to be done and the bone must be put in place....

"You'll live and walk again, the breaks aren't that bad, and from the fall, you seem to have saved your life with a couple of bruises, good thing this was a tree instead of a cliff" she mewed, ignoring the whole thing, she was used to it.

undo, this is Pyro
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"Name's Pyro, nice name...Cougar, sounds strong and yet graceful, with a hint of beauty" he murmured. H had a way of seeing life poetically and in a huge story, that everything could happen and nothing at all happened.

hardworking and being determined are the same thing.......

"Depends, how fast do you heal?" she mewed, seeing her work done, started to collect moss...

He smiled with a hint of recognition.
"Tribe cat name, nice, well, I have many names, but I prefer my loner name" he mewed, grooming his pluming tail as he heard the crack of thunder not too far off.
"We should take shelter before we get soaked" he murmured.

"Let me join you, I hate to let others work without putting my own part in" he mewed, joining her at a leisurable pace.

okay.....there...I guess.....

He just raced forward, focused on something else, silently leaping over a rocky cliff to let a tiny squeal from his prey hit the air.

kk, so can I rp now?

He picked up his prey as a arctic fox slunk away, plump and fat compared to the skinny tom, his teeth like spikes, yet gently, careful enough not to butcher his catch...
"Nice catch" he mewed through his own hare.

She chuckled and brought the moss over, kneading a bed slowly, as not to tear it, only soften it. A small trick she'd learned at a young age.

"It is, unless you want one with feathers and sheep wool, which I'm sure I can get" she murmured, thinking about the farm and birds nests....