Posts by RocketFoof

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    Username: RocketFoof
    Name: Swiftfoot
    Gender: she-cat
    Rank: deputy???
    Looks(picture or description): a white she-cat with ginger and gray tabby patches
    Personality: welcoming, friendly, but can be testy and has temper flare ups.
    Crush/Mate: Impress her.
    Relations: Tornpaw (brother)
    Other:


    Username: ^ like above
    Name: Tornpaw (becomes Tornfur)
    Gender: tom
    Rank: apprentice (you can pick his mentor)
    Looks(picture or description): very dark gray tom with sky-blue eyes. has a white splash from his chest to his muzzle.
    Personality: tough, normally wary of strangers but opens up once he gets to know them.
    Crush/Mate: he has a crush on Rabbitpaw.
    Relations: Swiftfoot (sister)
    Other:


    ( i might consider making a tom warrior, just FYI :))

    Name: Gingerpelt


    Age: 16 moons



    Rank: warrior



    Looks: a ginger tabby she-cat with bright blue eyes and a soft pink and black nose



    Personality: likes to have fun, doesn't know when to stop having fun though, very energetic and active.



    History (Option): her mother was a kittypet named Tiilly and her father was a loner named Spark. Her father dropped her off in her current Clan's territory when she was very young.


    Plot Idea (Option): Maybe something involving her getting hurt...



    Name: Shadowpaw (becomes Shadowcloud)



    Age: 10 moons



    Rank: apprentice (I don't care who mentors him)



    Looks: a white tom with pale black stripes and sky blue eyes



    Personality: outgoing, careless, likes to have fun.



    History (Option): He is from the second litter of Tilly and Spark, like Gingerpelt, he was dropped off onn the edge of his current Clan's territory. Therefore he and Gingerpelt are siblings.



    Plot Idea (Option): He might be attacked by dogs/cougars or something :D

    Swiftfoot lay randomly on a sun warmed rock. She tilted her head farther up to the sun and closed her eyes.


    Tornpaw stalked a piece of moss. Suddenly, he pounced, but the wind moved the moss away. "Fox-dung!" he spat. How can I get fooled by a PIECE OF MOSS? he thought.

    Swiftfoot raised her head, seeing the other cats come out of the dens. "Leafstar!" she called. "May I take someone on the dawn patrol?" her eyes sparkled.


    (I'm gonna go make that warrior in the signup forum.)


    Tornpaw saw Rabbitpaw coming out of the apprentice den and mewed, "Hello Rabbitpaw!"

    Username: ^ same as always :D
    Name: Rowanheart
    Gender: tom
    Rank: warrior, might become a med. cat apprentice?
    Looks(picture or description): russet furred tom with amber-yellow eyes. Missing left eye.
    Personality: doesn't like cats sneaking up on him, quick in battle, fierce, testy and has a temper. Is the uncle of Swiftfoot and Tornpaw.
    Crush/Mate: none
    Relations: Swiftfoot (niece) Tornpaw (nephew)
    Other:

    Gingerpelt came back from hunting with a shrew in her jaws. She dropped it on the fresh-kill pile and sat on a rock, bored. She heard some yowling and pricked her ears. Rushing out of camp, she saw Whitetooth. "Wh-what h-h-happened?" she asked, panicking.


    Shadowpaw padded lightly to a small sunny rock. He sat down and groomed his chest.

    Rowanheart pelted up. He turned to Leafstar. "Can I come? Or should I stay to guard the camp?"


    Swiftfoot muttered something under her breath and glared at the russet tom. "I think you ought to stay here." she huffed. "You're no better at hunting than a newborn kit."


    Tornpaw didn't care about the patrol. He'd been on it four times before, and it wasn't anything really special.

    "Thanks!" Gingerpelt breathed to Whitetooth. Suddenly, a giant battle-scarred tom leapt on top of her, knocking the wind out of her chest. "Ow!" she shouted, throwing the cream and brown tom off of her.


    Shadowpaw raced into the battle, tackling a warrior three times his size. The startled dark brown she-cat sprang away from him, snarling. He attacked again, hissing. the she-cat fluffed up and prepared to attack him.

    Shadowpaw was about to yowl for help when suddenly one of the attacking she-cat's clanmates crashed into her. "Stupid piece of fox dung!" the enemy spat. Shadowpaw leapt onto her back, trying to bring her down. Finally, she crashed to the floor and ran away crying.


    Gingerpelt fluffed out her fur and attacked a large gray tabby tom. "You're going down, bee-brain." she breathed in his face. Then she leapt onto his chest and hung on. The tom thrashed around but she still held on.

    Gingerpelt threw a chocolate brown she-cat away from her. She ran to help Lilyrod fight the tom. Suddenly she saw a giant tortoiseshell tom leap onto Shadowpaw.


    Shadowpaw screeched as he was crushed to the floor by a huge toroiseshell tom. "StarClan save me!" he rasped. Suddenly he blacked out.

    Gingerpelt threw the huge tom off of Shadowpaw and carried the limp apprentice back to camp. She rushed back into the battle, screeching with fury. She bit the scruff of the cat attacking Whitefoot but was thrown to the floor. "Get off me, you stupid squirrel-brain!" she hissed through clenched teeth.