Posts by ~Thistle~

[br]I am a short furred she-cat with a joyful look in my eyes and a torn right ear. I am not very good looking as cats go, but I am a good fighter.
[br]My mother died giving birth and I was the only survivor in the litter.

[br]I am a shaggy furred she-cat with lively eyes and four long scars along the right flank. I tend to get in trouble a lot, but I would never intentionally hurt another.
[br]I had a fight with my best friend and then they disappeared. I have never been able to forgive myself or stop looking for them.

[br]I am a soft-pelted tom with large eyes and a very long tail. I tend to get in trouble a lot, but I am a good fighter.
[br]When my parents mysteriously disappeared, I was adopted by a kindly queen.

Dapplefleck looks at Hazelflight, "Hello Hazelflight" He gives her a slightly flirty smirk. His large blue eyes standing out against his soft tortoiseshell pelt.

Cats Name: Dapplefleck
Gender: Tom
Position: Deputy?/Warrior
Age: 17 moons.
Here is his page: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…9.msg20837751#msg20837751

Redflare and Oakskies bounded in, Redflare leap at a fox. She landed on it's back, biting onto it's neck. Oakskies clawed it's cheek.

Redflare landed on the fox Batswipe had unbalanced, it landed on the ground with a thud. She angrily battered it's side, Redflare had a gash on her shoulder. She sunk her teeth into the foxes neck. Oakskies attacked a fox on her own, clawing at it's chest and nose.

We just rp here?

Dapplefleck is a tortoiseshell with blue eyes. I am a soft-pelted tom with large eyes and a very long tail. I tend to get in trouble a lot, but I am a good fighter. When my parents mysteriously disappeared, I was adopted by a kindly queen.

[br]I am a very long furred she-cat with vivid eyes and a sturdy, muscular build. I lose my temper very easily, but I am never afraid to say what I feel when I have to.
[br]My best friend was murdered by an unknown cat.

[br]I am a long furred tom with large eyes and a scar down the side of the face, near the eye. I am a bit naive, but I would never intentionally hurt another.
[br]My mother died giving birth and my father blamed me for her death.

Oakskies shrieked as the fox threw her into a boulder. She gasped as she hit it and soon slumped to the ground. The fox stalked towards her, she struggled to get up as she hissed at the beast. Redflare killed off the fox, Redflare turned to her best friend. Redflare leaped at the fox, landing on its back. "Help!" yowled Redflare before sinking her teeth into it's fur and skin.

Dapplefleck looked at Mintberry and Riddlebox, he smiled at both of them. His eyes mysterious as ever, "Hello" his mew was deep and kind.

Redflare finally chased off the fox, Oakskies smiled at her friend. They jumped up and bounded to attack another fox.

Dapplefleck purred, "Sure!" He stood up and stretched his limbs. "You want to come Riddlebox?" he asked, his blue mysterious eyes kind.

Dapplefleck smiles and bounds out of camp to the forest.

Dapplefleck nodded to Halopaw as she padded in to camp, he smiled knowing she wasn't suppose to be out of camp. He bounded into the forest, the trees tall and green. The ground soft under his paws. He crouched smelling a mouse, he went down-wind and searched for it. He spotted it nibbling on a seed. He began stalking towards it and soon pounced onto it. It squeaked in terror and he finished it quickly. He sent his thanks to Starclan and turned to Mintberry with a smirk.

Redflare and Oakskies looked at each other, the foxes just seamed to flood in like a russet colored river. Redflare shook her head, "There is so many, like a clan of foxes or something!" She hissed and swatted at one that came to close. "Who knew so many foxes where around here.." Oakskies mewed and jumped at a fox madly. She was frightened, but fought like crazy.

Dapplefleck smiled at Mintberry, "You too" His ears pricked up and swiveled towards the sound of Riddlebox. He gave her a smirk and tease, "Can't sneak up on me" He winked at her and shot up a tree. Soon coming down with a sparrow. He buried it at the base of the tree. Eyes glittering with happiness. He jumped back up the tree and leaped branch to branch. He stopped as he looked ahead.

Thornsong padded in and sat down, licking his paws. His grey-blue eyes searching the camp, his naive ways showing through his eyes. His calico pelt shinning in the sunlight. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.