Posts by MochiLoki

Spiderpaw limped into camp, padding over to his brother, who was already recovering and licking his wounds. Spiderpaw sat next to him as DirtPelt proceded to lick SpiderPaw's wounds.

Fog hung over the dirt road leading to the notorious yet perilous hill.

SpiderPaw slowly stood up. "I'm in good shape." He padded over to FoxFlame, and added, "ScarletPaw's out hunting. she refused to go back to the clan, and we had a little conflict with a SpiritClan cat." He meowed, his long tail flicking. Somehow, he had changed from a snappy teenager cat to a slightly more mature young cat, but he was still feisty.

DirtPelt glanced at his brother, and smiled. The burly cat exhaled, and stared at his paws. He wasn't much like his mother, who was a small brown tabby with yellow eyes white a white belly. Before she died, she had mentioned something about the father. He was two beings, but the same cat. Her voice rang in his mind, and he flattened his ears.

Cats name: SwanFeather
Cats looks: A pure white she-cat with a narrow and pretty face. Her fur is very fluffy and her tail plumes out. Her eyes are a shiny icy blue.
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 20 moons
Personality: SwanFeather is very mature, but she likes a good laugh from time to time. Even as a mature cat, she still has some fighting spirit in her.
History: SwanFeather was born to the clan from her mother, RoseTail. She was the only she-cat of the litter of three kittens, but the two toms died. Their names were DeerKit and CopperKit. Her father was named FrostHeart, and both of her parents died of old age.
Crush: None, yet, but I really wANT HER TO HAVE KITS
Kits: None yet hopefully YET
Mate: NONE YET
Rank: Warrior
Other: I don't know, but I just wanted to make another cat.

σατмεαι wrote:

[align=center]What I Should Address You As: Oatmeal... I'm sorry 'bout making so many fantrolls... I'm sure I'll keep a good grip on this young ladytroll...

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Name: Omeles Catulu (Omeles is based off what I call myself, oatmeal. This troll is based solely on the style of my blog on tumblr. Catulu is a shortened version on Catulus, which means Kitten in latin. So Oatmeal Kitten. ?? ??)
Age: 6 Alternian Sweeps
Gender: Female :3
Blood Colour: :{D< A little darker than a bronze blood, but I tried to make it as close as possible! #9e560f is the code!
Hemoloyalty: Omeles doesn't really care much about it, but she knows it is there, and it can be serious. She kind of dislikes it, but shuts her mouth about it.

Lusus:
Mamman. It's a female cat+dog combination, very tall, and YES IT HAS A MUSTACHE. But it is a girl, even though it has a mustache.
Ancestor: Not at the moment, and I'm still finding a name for it. STILL THINKIN.

Trolltag: sophisticatedEspresso (SE)
Text Colour: Same as blood!
Quirk(s): She uses a mustache emoticon before every sentence and adds a ...! at the end, showing her late tendencies to get excited. Or if she is sad, then she will do this: ...... (double ellipsis) and scared is ...!!! Ex::{ Hello there! I'm Omeles Catulu...!

God Tier Title: Mage of Life
Land: Land of Tea and Sunsets
Strife Specibus: Cane Kind
Fetch Modus: Still need help.... I was thinking Teapot, where once the tea is done, she can get the item I dont know im not a genious

Matesprit: Soarah Jamela
Moirail: Freeci Pugtug
Kismesis: Hasmay Secrat
Aupustice: None

Appearance:

Personality: Omeles is very quiet and shy, and tends to blush at anything, that is if it isn't an insult. She takes things rather seriously and she goes crying to her Mamman if you say even one word that is negative towards her. So a shy, weak crybaby. Even though this is true, she is an optimist, thinking that the best will always come. She always has a late reaction to anything though, so it takes her a second or two to get excited or even sad.

None yet, :'{(\

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COUGHS REALLY LOUDLY

Im the batman leader

"I think I'll stay here. I need to rest." DirtPelt answered with a low meow. "Don't die, SpiderPaw." He jokingly said, nudging the dark apprentice. SpiderPaw hissed at him to go take a lazy nap and he turned to FoxFlame. "So when are we leavin'?" He chimed at him.

Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I'll read it better next time!

Cats name: SwanFeather
Cats looks: A pure white she-cat with a narrow and pretty face. Her fur is very fluffy and her tail plumes out. Her eyes are a shiny icy blue.
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 20 moons
Personality: SwanFeather is very mature, but she likes a good laugh from time to time. Even as a mature cat, she still has some fighting spirit in her.
History: SwanFeather was born to the clan from her mother, RoseTail. She was the only she-cat of the litter of three kittens, but the two toms died. Their names were DeerKit and CopperKit. Her father was named FrostHeart, and both of her parents died of old age.
Crush: None, yet, but I really wANT HER TO HAVE KITS
Kits: None yet hopefully YET
Mate: NONE YET
Rank: Warrior
Other: I don't know, but I just wanted to make another cat.

And wait was i there when SpiderPaw was given BlackStar as a mentor? Wh

Wait just

Wait I copied the other form? Freakin- And I don't remember being there. I am confused so much right now. I'm sorry, I'm a little bit scatterbrained today.

Just give me a second to upload the OTHER form.
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Cats name-
SwanFeather
Cats looks-

A fluffy white cat with bright blue eyes and a plumed tail.
Gender-
Female
Age-
21 moons
Personality-
Very elegant and sweet, but has a fighting spirit in her. She also is rather a loner but usually sticks to her friends for comfort.
History{Not needed}-
Crush-
Possibly Cyanglare
Kits-
None yet.
Mate-
none yet.
Rank-
Warrior~
Other-
Green!

Spiderpaw quickly followed after FoxFlame, looking behind him at his brother. "Hey, uh, you know that connection between siblings, well, uh, I found out that we have a strange connection. I feel like he's not even my brother." SpiderPaw mewed to FoxFlame, his tail lashing.

So Ninja Dew, how would you rate my troll on a scale from 1-10?

Like, 8.5/10, 2/10, 10/10...

And is it Terezi that has the cane kind? I don't remember--- ;u:

Name: Taggart
Age: Around 18
Gender: Male
Companies/Groups: No group at the moment.
Magic/Science/Both/None: Both, but he mostly uses science over magic.
Personality: A quiet, young adult that stays on top of his mountain the entire time if not in his house making book about potions. He's calm and kind but he has tendencies to get angry easily.
Appearance: I will get a picture soon. A pale young adult with dark, ashy hair. His eyes are a silvery-green. He wears a dark trench coat with combat boots, gloves and a white scarf.
Other: He lives on a mountain near a small deserted town, a lake and a forest. He's pretty much a hermit.

As rain fell over a tall mountain, a figure stands outside the window, his silvery eyes shining. He pressed his hand against the window as the rain fell, watching the droplets hit against the window. He thought, Should I travel outside again... He shook that thought away and went back to staring out his window. His house was very large as for this figure was quite the builder when he was much younger, but he hadn't left the house since.... Well, loved ones died. Lets just put it that way. His house was mainly bookshelves and cases with multiple tables. He didn't allow anyone in anymore, because he had grown paranoid over the long years of solitude.

This was Taggart.

Taggart, well known as Tag in his younger years, walked up the stairs of his house, but he liked to call it a fortress. He approached a table, sat down at it, and started to read. As the rain poured on, he began to grow tired, which was rare for him. Tag shook it off and continued to read. It was a book all about Endragons.

OOC: WOAH Sorry for inactive-ness but schools bein a butt right now. But Im back for a little bit.

Ic: SpiderPaw's pelt bristled a little as he tasted the air. A strange and foul taste covered his palette and he stopped in his tacks. The dark apprentice was tense, for this smell was strangely... Familiar. Rusty optics scanned the area, and the smell slowly faded. Spiderpaw padded over to FoxFlame, head lowered. "FoxFlame, do you smell that?" He asked quietly, hoping he wasn't the only one smelling this.

Then, it hit him.

It was the smell of the dark warrior that stood between him, Scarletpaw and that other BriarClan warrior trying to help them. His fur bristled even more now and his stomach lurched. Who was that warrior and why was he so familiar?

Username: Oatmeal
Nickname: Oaty, but I prefer Joe
How often are you online: Every other day uwu

Warrior name: PeachPaw-Twig / BirchTail
Rank: Apprentice / Queen
Age: 11 Moons / 24 Moons
How does your cat look:

Mate/kits?: None / PeachPaw is her first kit, and she refuses to say who the father is.
Favorite song: ( Peach Moon - The Unicorns )
Other: I like peaches uwu

I will join this

/maybe/
/possibly/
/hhhhh../

Okay, I will join this, but later. I'm in Greece and I can't use an actual computer that puts pictures in and copies... I'm using an iPad, so it would be difficult.
So, tracking this thread, and I'll post a wip form now, just so you get the idea of my character.

And I'm back from Greece!