Posts by soulreaper

Talonkit needs a mentor ^^'
He's evil, and not very tolerant of others.
Someone wanna be his mentor?

YESH.
Go ahead.
^.^

[ I'm sorry, but there are none left from Pine~ ]

Owl let out a kit-sigh as the warm form she snuggled into washed her.

Character Name: ashkit

Character Age: eighteen days~

Gender: female

Alliance: the lovely windclan

Rank: kitten

Appearance (6 or more sentences): ashkit has delicately formed features with a siamese-like body. her face is longish, with large ears and the long legs. as well, ashkit has a very long tail that is very deadly and strong as a warrior. with a coat of smoky ash black for which she is named, ashkit also has a white sock on her left hind leg. her tail has the dark gray stripes that of a raccoon, and it is really fluffy as well. her eyes are almond shaped, and the color of pure gold.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
---Likes (at least 3): talking to friends, moving around, playing.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): being closed in, the cold, loud noises.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): her wit, her tail, her ears
---Weaknesses (At least 3): lack of strength, nightmares, phobia of being closed in

History (8 or more sentences): although she is eighteen days old, ashkit has kittypet and loner heritage way back in her family tree. her mother, dancingflower, who is now dead from birth, was a thunderclan cat. her father was cracklinglightning, who is now dead as well, whom came from windclan. being the only surviving kit of her litter, thunderclan willingly gave up ashkit to the reluctant windclan while ashkit was clinging to life. soon coming to life in windclan when a queen willingly adopted her, ashkit quickly adapted to windclan. soon enough, ashkit gained a few pounds, but she was still thin to the bone, due to her elegant heritage on her mother's side.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): [ this is on another site ouo ]

Hazelstorm had frozen when she heard the first paw steps. The dark ginger and white she-cat felt the first tendrils of frost bite crawl up her paws as she stood quietly. " Umm.. I believe so. " she mewed, shaking her head to get rid of the ice forming on her ginger fur. Shivering violently from the cold, the short-pelted she-cat let out a deep sigh. " I wish I had long fur.. "

Then Hazelstorm looked like she was ready to jump out of her fur when an apprentice spoke. " Oh.. y - yes. " Hazelstorm mewed, teeth chattering now. The she-cat had been outside and laying in the snow for awhile, so naturally she was starting to feel a little drowsy and sluggish.

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A dif thread ouo

Yeah.
I'll prob make it tomorrow, because I gotta go to bed soon. Mmkay?

Mmkay~
I'll make it now.
We can do your plot instead ouo~
[hearye hearye. here ya go~]

Talonkit, who called himself Talonpaw now, crept out of the nursery, spitting as an innocent kit stumbled her way in. Talon's golden eyes glowed with hate, and the kit stepped back, frightened now. Then he leaned in close, " You won't tell anyone of this. " he spat. The kit nodded fervently, eyes huge, and Talonkit basically disappeared into the shadows. Then he appeared moments later out in the territory, sprinting for the loner half of it.

Talonpaw's long legs ran faster alongside the loner, his breathing even and slow. Then the loner had stopped abruptly, and so had he. Ears pricked, Talonpaw nodded quietly and his piercing golden eyes seemed eager to train.

Talonpaw ducked, but the claws nicked his ears, causing them to sting with pain. Growling, Talonpaw attempted to launch himself at the cat on his back, claws extended to hold him in place. As he did so, his tail balanced him naturally.

All Accepted~
Pick a position you want.

Name: Feahesea
Gender: Male
Rank: Adult
Talent: One of the greatest fighters
Appearance: A dark brown tom with black tabby stripes, white chin, white paws, white tail tip, and piercing golden eyes. Winged. Wings are dark brown with black tabby stripes and black tips. Flight feathers are white.
Personality: Strong, silent type. Can get angry easily if not obeyed.
Anything else?: Nope!
Where do you come from? The Ancients.
Role Play Sample: -notneeded.-

It's not.
It's fantasy~
But, you can have a realistic cat if ya want~

Jehuba's pale blue eyes shifted uncertainly in her mossy, marshy kingdom, sliding to her love. " It's okay. " the king soothed, the winged cat gently touching Jehuba's slightly swollen stomach. Feahesea sighed, flicking his tail and extending his huge wings. Jehuba's white wings still stayed folded at her side, the she-cat still looking uncertain. " I know Feahesea, this tribe is flourishing with new kits and prey. but do we know if our cats are still loyal to the Ancients, and the Three Stars?" she mewed quietly.

the role play.

that thread.
eue

It doesn't have to be real. eue
I just got it off of somebody who suggested it to me.
eue

I made you treasurer, one of the higher ranks, who serves under the king. the recorder under the queen.

Kyoya glanced bitterly out of his office window, watching his wife read a book in the gardens with an unfathomable expression. Thinking back to the past, he remembered she had asked, no begged to go get some fresh air. What he hadn't known was that he'd have to go find her two months later to find his wife in childbirth. He had been angry -- furious -- that she had run away to raise a child on her own. Of course, she fell asleep when he relaxed, holding his new son.

A few hours later, his first-born child died, and Kyoya had taken Alurya back to his place, and let her sleep it off.
--
Now these days, Alurya was expecting his second child, and Kyoya had been extremely bored with his company. Glancing down at his wife, who still sat in the garden, Kyoya shook his head and once more began to count bills. Finally, he grew frustrated with the bills and he slammed the papers down. " Give me a break. " he muttered, going down the stairs and out of the glass doors that led into the garden. Walking briskly towards Alurya with a blank look plastered on his face, he began to think of the old times.

" Bills. And.. I've been thinking lately, ever since I found you in childbirth a couple months ago, I think I should give you more freedom. You are welcome to walk anywhere you wish, and let me know when you'll come back. You saw how angry I was.. and I'm really sorry of how I behave towards you. Will you ever forgive me? " Kyoya said quietly. " Nevertheless, I'm still mad about that time. Not really mad, kinda.. like slightly irritated. Don't.. run out on me okay? "

Kyoya flipped his head, looking at Aly with a blank expression. " You know you have a dead child right? "

Feaheasa growled softly, his strong muscles rippling with tension. What was wrong with everybody? They were so freaking lazy.
Jehuba noted her love's muscles tense, and she sighed audibly.