Posts by MTRavenbane

A ThunderClan warrior with brown tabby fur and a stub of a tail padded along the tree-line, watching the river calmly with green eyes. He parted his jaws and caught scent of a crow. The ThunderClan tabby dropped to a skilled hunter's crouch as soon as he spotted the large black bird. He placed his paws carefully as he stalked it, powerful shoulders rippling under his fur when he pounced and landed squarely on the crown, cutting off it's harsh cry before it could utter it by clamping his strong jaws down on it's head and throat.

Silversong looked at Snowstar. "Hello,"She mewed with a flick of her graceful tail. The silver tabby queen's blue eyes were suddenly self-pitiful. "Could you help me round up the kits?"She asked, ears laid back in her stress.

The ShadowClan suddenly turned vengeful, although pain still shone in his eyes, however, rage and blood-lust seemed more prominent. "My mother was a heart-less coward,"he snarled, tail lashing and his neck bristling. that's right Rowanpaw, she hurt you, left you to rot, left you to die like a mange-ridden cat! hissed his "other" voice, goading and feeding his rage. "She left me to die, to rot, as if i was nothing but crow-food! She only wanted to get over with me, to see that i lived past my first moon, and go sleep with other toms!"he spat, green eyes furious and showing his heart-broken hurt.

The ThunderClan warrior picked the crow up in his jaws, and padded out of the trees burying in the earth before tasting the air, his form fully shown by the sunlight.

The lilac tabby longhair wandered the Twolegplace alone, scouting. The strong scent of ravaging dog rose up from one of the alleys, but he knew it was the pack from earlier, and they won't touch them. Rowanpaw growled in frustration, and sat down, well aware of the dogs in the alley.

Redfoot turned back towards camp, remembering he should probably take a hunting patrol with. The red tabby tom padded into camp and stood near the gathering stone, and yowled to signal he was putting together patrols.

Bentpaw nodded and hurried off to the nursery. After a few moments, he padded out from the nursery walls and to the fresh kill pile, taking the water vole his mentor had shown him how to stalk and catch.

The lilac ShadowClan tabby apprentice turned and sat down, tears pouring out of his shut eyelids, his teeth bared as he tried to bite back sobs that racked his strengthening frame.

Rowanpaw flinched away, eyes squeezed tighter against his flooding tears. The Shadowclan appreentice let out a small sob, unable to bite it back.

Even as his mother had raised him for just one moon, she'd never touched him, no. Not once. He'd always slept in a separate nest, always was told to play somewhere else, to eat at another area, while his mother went and found other toms to please her whims alone, and finally leaving her kit to die as she never came back. When the tom had licked his ear, he'd become afraid and angry, still not knowing what any touch was to him, or meant. He looked back at the tom, eyes showing his heartbreak and pleading for help, though he couldn't ask for it.

OOC: skip ahead. :)

IC: Bentpaw finished his mouse and lie in the sun's bleeding red light, which turned his dark cinnamon pelt the color of blood, and making his shadow look like a dark pool. He purred and groomed himself, his blue eyes tired..

Rowanpaw growled furiously and flattened his ears, before curling his tail between his legs. The lilac tabby longhair slid out from under the warrior, licking his paws clean of the blood and then sheathing them. He stood and glared at the she-cat, green eyes still blazing.

Traits: I am a a glossy furred Tom with mellow eyes and a torn left ear. I am very forgetful, but I never tell a lie.

History: My parents were killed by badgers when I was only two moons old. It was a horrible, bloody battle that killed many cats. I still have nightmares constantly and cannot get past it. I also have a constant phobia of badgers.

USERNAME: MTRavenbane

DISPLAY NAME: MTRavenbane

CHARACTER NAME: Ashennose

RANK: Warrior

Which kit you want: 3
Why? I'm eager to begin RPing in BloodClan since my old account and email where lost and i've made this account. Point I've never played, and would like to begin in doing so... Also, i have never played as a serval, and i'd think that is an interesting cat to play.
You agree to the rules?: yes
Future plans: we shall see when/if i get the character and how it will play out in the plot.

Rootpaw, a blue-grey ThunderClan apprentice stalked through the undergrowth. His copper eyes flashed as he caught scent of a kitty pet, and he raised his head, ears pricked and jaws parted as he searched for the cat.

Brambleclaw, the ThunderClan deputy walked through camp, about to go out hunting, when he saw Squirrelflight padding into camp, her chest bleeding from an X-shaped cut over her heart. Brambleclaw flattened his ears and narrowed his amber eyes, frustrated. "Squirrelflight, look at you, your a mess."He growled, dark tabby fur rippling over his powerful shoulders.

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He looked at Rowanpaw and then back down at the ground, "Why are you so sad?"

"I've told you," he rasped after the sobs had stopped, however the tears stayed. "She hurt me, Kanon..."he mewed, green eye portraying truth and betrayal and heartbreak. "She left me to die,"he continued, gritting his sharp white fangs. "She never wanted me, and since then niether has anybody else."He sobbed, shuddering at the memories.

The dark brown tabby tom shook his head and snorted indignantly. Blinking his amber eyes, he flicked his tail and padded out of camp, pushing away the pain that nagged him every time he saw her. She'd betrayed him and lied to him about Jayfeather, Hollyleaf, and Lionblaze. And it was obvious they no longer trusted her either. His paws wandered the undergrowth and led him to the stream that ran down to the lake. Sighing, he lapped up a few drops and straightened up. He tasted the air and began to hunt.

The ShadowClan apprentice let out a frustrated hiss. "They don't tell me that! Nobody does, nobody even talks with me that much, even in my own clan! You're the only one I've talked to for this long, let alone told my story to."He snapped, on the verge of tears again, when they'd finally stopped. he dug his long, hooked claws into the ground, scraping deep scores in the earth.