Posts by soulreaper

(I'm pretending Owl's eyes are open eue)

Owl pricked her ears, opening her eyes to a new day. Stretching her limbs, Owl got to her paws, stubby legs wobbling. Cocking her head, she watched the other cats of the tribe get up and start to do chores.

Feaheasa rolled his eyes at his lazy warrior and he curled up beside Jehuba, faintly purring in amusement.
(Dimstar, you post in the sign-ups. Kthxbai_

Kyoya's eyes blazed when his wife mentioned why she ran away. His pale skin was a blur as his hands flashed to Alurya's wrists. " You will never do that again, you hear me? " he snarled, blue eyes flashing angrily. " A... girl? Oh.. ohyeah. That's totally fine with me, dear.
" But remember.. never run out on me like that again. " he stated in a low voice.

Kyoya's hand flew to his face, exasperated.

Owl let out a mischievous squeak as she launched herself at the nearest cat, attempting to pin one of their tails down. "BAAHAHAHAA. " she squeaked, laughing.

Kyoya just grunted, and got to his feet. " You're still free. " he grumbled over his shoulder.

Character Name: Nightingalewhisker

Gender: Female

Clan/Group{if any}: ShadowClan

Rank{if any}: Young Queen

Appearance: A black she-cat with dark gray stripes on tail, legs, and ears. White ear tips, underbelly, chest, throat, chin, and tail tip. A dark gray heart shape on her chest, and pentagram on her right butt flank.

Personality: Very sweet and kind, but secluded and shy. Timid and quiet, but stubborn and close-minded.

History: she would rather not speak of her past. it is very hard for her to acknowledge her past since it was brutal and harsh. all you can drag out of her is that she was abused by an evil rogue group.

Other: she has three small kittens up for adoption.

Nightingalewhisker twitched her whiskers as she limped around heavily on her twisted paw, smallish scarred body trembling from the terrible fright she had received in ThunderClan territory. Her three kittens whimpered underneath the unique colored she-cat as she came into the Elites' camp entrance, licking her kittens' ears comfortingly. " You're safe.. You're safe.. " the scarred she-cat purred as her thin body trembled over the three. With a shaky sigh, Nightingalewhisker flattened her ears nervously as she timidly kept low to the ground.

go ahead!
please make the bio form and post the link to the bio here.

you can only have one.
if no one else wants one, i'll take the last slot.

please create the bio form for the kitten, then link it here by posting in this thread.

Cats name: Tinywhisker
Cats age: 18 moons
Rank Wanted: Medicine Cat
Second Rank Wanted: Queen
Looks: A small ginger tabby she-cat with white paws, white chest, throat, underbelly, and tail tip. Leopard like spots here and there on pelt. Vivid hunter green eyes.
Personality: Sweet and kind, stubborn and persistent. But very timid and shy.
Hope You Have A Good Time In CheetahClan!

SLOTS CLOSED FOR KITS
i'm taking the last kit.

im also making a thread for forbidden love for nightingalewhisker
with her young kits i want her preggo again.

Nightingalewhisker cursed as she gently rustled the leaves beneath her feet. For once, the gorgeous she-cat was able to leave her kittens' side, and now she was taking a walk. Twitching her long black whiskers, Nightingale appeared out of the bushes, and nearly jumped out of her skin at the sight of a tom.

However, he was handsome and had these gorgeous eyes. Enthralled, she took a step forward, ears flattened respectively. " Hellooo? " she called quietly, her green eyes wary and glowing vividly. The unique furred she-cat whisked her tail quietly as she timidly looked at her paws.

Nightingalewhisker shyly looked up, and found herself staring into cunning, gleaming, beautiful glowing red eyes. Hypnotized by their intense glowing beauty, she found herself stepping forward as he spoke for her to follow him. "Of course.." she purred back, vivid green eyes glowing softly as she stared into his gaze.

Nightingalewhisker instantly transformed into a mouse, with the same strange markings and vivid green eyes with a startled shriek. Wha--? OHMAIGAWWWD! she wailed inwardly as she stared up at the now huge tom.

Nightingalewhisker twitched her whiskers anxiously as she licked her kits.

Nightingalewhisker, the mouse, let out a startled mouse squeak as she was tossed into the air and then she landed flat on her back. Wriggling desperately to get out of his grip, Nightingalewhisker felt her mind stretch as she transformed into a large badger with her cat markings. Feeling a strong sense of loyalty to the tom, Nightingalewhisker was terrified of him now.

Nightingalewhisker meekly looked into his eyes before she felt her mind whirling. The world went black a few seconds before she came to, feeling confused and weirdly out of place. She remembered nothing, even of her former self. What happened? Her expression was blank though, and she might as well started calling herself Nightingale. Then her world whirled as she transformed into a dog, to protect him for the night. Quickly wolfing down the rabbit, she padded after the cat and curled her body protectively around him.

Name: Nightingalewhisker
Gender: Female
Age: 18 moons
Rank: Queen
Appearance: A black she-cat with long whiskers and beautiful silvery green orbs.
Personality: Sweet and kind, timid and shy, stubborn and persistent.
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
History/kin: N/A // She was formerly mates with Nightwing, but he disappeared when he discovered she was impregnanted with his kits. //
Other: heavily pregnant

Character Name: Dream Catcherr

Gender: Female

Clan/Group{if any}: ThunderClan, formerly a rogue

Rank{if any}: Kitten

Appearance: A dark ginger shecat with deepset golden eyes.

Personality: Sweet and stubborn. Very timid and shy.

History:

Other: she can see her cat spirit guide.

Dream Catcher let out a pathetic yowl as a snake cornered her, wriggling and hissing, fangs bared. " H- HELP!! " she wailed pathetically, the young kitten sobbing helplessly. Rattlefur, her spirit guide, attempted to soothe her, but Dream Catcher hardly heard him through her pathetic wails of terror.