Posts by GhostFoot

Cyrill picked it up, "I'm not hungry anymore." He set it at her feet. Relaxing all the way down to his belly, he rested his chin on his paws. Letting out a loud yawn and sigh he dramatically added, "Well, not only was that unattractive, but tiring as well." His cone-shaped, radar like ears started to lay flat and close to his head.

I do honestly hate that tom. He thought to himself, referring to Luxx as he listened to him pad away. His eyelids shut and his muscles relaxed. For the first time in weeks, his body was entirely calm. He usually had his ears focused, so he was growing increasingly exhausted with his lack of deep-sleep.

OOC: Damn. I did it again. Curse the English language...this is precisely why I prefer German! I kid.

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Cyrill did half smirk as he watched the mottled she-cat chastise him. A small laugh exited his tensed lips.

Violetta let out an apathetic yawn. She was growing bored with these cats. Trying to shake off the incident that had just happened she ran in her mind all the possible ways to off each cat, pinning them against each other.

She was concentrating hard on the dirt, thinking out and planning each detail.

Violetta followed the rest of them, bitterly.

Violetta watched Ginsengkit's almost permanent scowl, an unattractive look for a kit. An unattractive look for anyone. Still ridgid, she sat, teeth gritting and eyes emotionless. Even the toughest spirits can be broken. She thought to herself, But the strong spirits rebuild themselves.

She shuttered, her fur standing on end, her head slightly tilted. Her ears swiveled to listen to every noise. She refused to answer Fireblast's comment before leaving the barn.

"Well," She started, "Up until last week I was a queen, but my little Mintkit became an apprentice, so I got back to ordinary life as she starts hers." She smiled, "It's been a while since I've been here..." She smiled in reminisce. She looked at Lostdream, who only shrugged, "Well, that simply won't do... you must have some story, right?"

Cyrill nodded and looked Korova, "You coming?" He stood up, shaking the dust from his pelt. His gray fur had become dingy from the dust and dirty lake water, which made the mud clump. He felt uncomfortable, Oh well, I can clean myself off once we get somewhere else.

Cat's full name: Geist of Shadow in the Night
Cat's nickname:Ghostfoot
Cat's totem: Raccoon
Cat's basic description: Green eyes, medium build, all black with silver paws.
Cat's basic personality: Solemn and mischevious, always causing trouble for those around her. She never causes major issues, just the minor infractions.

Violetta wanted to actually help Cherrykit, resisting all urges to lunge forward. She kept her jaw tight and her eyes unfocused.

OOC: She's has a reddish violet under coat with gray tabbied stripes and yellow eyes. I would like one kit and 3 is fine.

Tidekit and Orangekit watched Pandakit sprint off the scene. They both turned their heads toward Nightkit. "So," Orangekit started his interrogation, "Why are you following us?" He asked, still blissfully unaware that his words could offend others.

Tidekit watched his brother, Can't you just accept the others as they come? Do they always have to have an alterior motive? He thought to himself

OOC: So, sorry if I ever post the wrong thing...I don't actually speak English very often and it confuses me sometimes.

Smokeonyx was next to pad closer, "What are the extent of his injuries?" She questioned Celestialpaw. She wrapped her tail around Whitepaw, unaware that her maternal instincts were still in play.

Smokeonyx nodded, "I'll take him to the MedCat, but I'll need someone to help carryhim. I'll meet up with you at ScarredStar's den, does that sound alright to everyone?" She asked looking down to Whitepaw, sympathizing.

Tidekit gave Orangekit a 'look', "See, this is what happens when you are too suspicious of people. Especially when they're in your own clan!" he gave Orangekit a quick jab in the side.
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Orangekit sighed, "We're going out exploring. You're very welcome to join us." He smiled, revealing his teeth. This was the last week he and Tidekit would spend in the den, might as well enjoy it.

As the night rolled in, Cyrill sprawled out beside a bush. The crickets were chirping and the stars shone brightly overhead. He set his muzzle on his paws and yawned. He didn't like the feeling of the dirt clumps in his fur, "Tomorrow, I'm going back to the lake and bathing instead of tasting soil trying to lick off all of this." He motioned to the clauds of mud stuck to the longer, hanging pieces of fur.

Cyrill nodded and headed off in the directions toward Paradise Forest, his favorite place to spend the night.
LOCATION: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php/topic,76564.new.html#new

Mmmkay. in order of creation!!

Geist of Shadow in the Night-Ghostfoot-Tribe of Burning Eclipse (ToBE)

Tidekit and Orangekit-SnowClan-kits (Soon apprentices.)

Violetta and Cyrill- Loners (Violetta's alliance to Deadleap)

Smokeonyx and Mintkit-WindClan-Queen and Kit (Mintkit was adopted out to Malaika.)

Ashviolet: Loner-

Celeryfoot: Loner(Dirt in SkullClan)
Lollirot:Loner(Alliance to Deadleap) *~*~Unborn*~*~EDIT: Alliance to Deadleap

Tidekit's crisp blue eyes brightened, Everyone is just popping up all over the place! He smiled, "We're going to explore," He paused for dramatic effect, "The Shadowed Wood!"
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Orangekit could've clawed his brother in the face but, he had to admire his unending energy. He is the one who kept him slightly less than depressed in their...cold days. So, he just gave Tidekit a scowl, "Yes, we've decided to go to The Shadowed Wood." He shook his head. Wouldn't it just be easier to shout it to the rest of the clan we were sneaking out?! He thought to himself.

OOC: We should wait for Floral so he's not too flooded.

Violetta wavered on whether to speak her mind or not, she decided on no, she'd endured enough trauma to last a lifetime, she'd give herself to heal but apparantly her mouth decided otherwise, "You can't blame Cherrykit for being afraid of you or mildly disliking you. He doesn't know you." Her voice didn't sound condescending or have any snobbish undertones. It sounded genuinely caring. A tone that she'd not spoken with for a very long time. "I realize he is making a fuss, but you should tell them why they're here, why they are the very importance of our success." She said, this time her mind decided that she would trick the kits into thinking they were too important, that they'd never reach their full potential in a clan. "Why they will never reach their full potential under the other leader."

She flicked her tail, in hope Deadleap would read the signal and go along with convincing them that they were too important.

Violetta kept her distance, she simply bowed her head, saying nothing. Ginsengkit's attitude was wearing thin on her nerves, she bit back a snarl.

Name: Celeryfoot

Gender: She-cat

Age (optional): About 3 years

Clan: Nope.

Position: Loner

Appearance: She is a dilute tortie, having a mostly auburn color pelt with splashes of white and cream. She has a naturally stubby tail, it's short and chubby. Three of her paws are auburn and her right back leg is cream. Her ears are normally shaped and very fuzzy, which in turn, makes her hearing terrible. She has exceedingly long, black claws that are exceptionally sharp, good for hunting and fighting. She has a small sliver missing out of her left ear from a fight with a very unkind squirrel.

Personality: She has a bit of a temper, but a lot of patience. She's naturally a good nurturer and lets her instincts control her. If something seems out-of-place, she won't hesitate to bring it up. She's very traditional in believing that she-cats are less valued then toms. She doesn't put up with younger she-cats with bad attitudes and will not spare the claw for them.

History: She's had a long, traumatic history. Most of it revolving around her abandonment as a kit when her family moved to a new home. She was living with them, coming and going as she pleased, being fed when she was hungry and rarely bathed. She knew the ways of the forest and embraced them, only she was too lazy to actually imerse herself in them. One day, after trying to catch her first fresh-kill, a squirrel that had torn her ear, she returned to the twoleg place to find her twolegs missing. It wasn't like she stuck around for long though, she changed her name from Celery to Celeryfoot and sought out to find a small tribe or clan to join.

Violetta had a look of slight disgust on face, They're only kits, and you already have ideas like that? She asked herself, still somewhat wary of the newcomer. And, for once in the last twenty-four hours, she was glad that Deadleap had taken ownership of all of the non-related she-cats, even if it was just her.