Posts by WarriorCatPhineas

Snowshadow walked across the large, snow covered field with her three (3) tired and hungry kits. She trudged helplessly through the deep snow that went up to her flank. Her youngest and weakest kit, Bouncekit, wailed weakly. Realizing she had to do something, Snowshadow gave Bouncekit a we're-going-to-make-it-soon licks. She stared up at the sky, her eyes clouded with pain at the fact her kits were suffering. To make matters worse, it started snowing again for the fifth time that day.

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Oh Starclan, please guide me to shelter for me and my kits. We're [i]desparate.

She coughed loudly, loud enough to scare off the prey clear to the sun drown place. Snowshadow looked around everywhere for a cat to help her, but all she saw was her
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It all started when Shadowkit came tumbling out of the nursery and running to the leader's den. "Shadestar! Shadestar!", Shadowkit yowled excitedly. This moment was very important to Shadowkit, well, at least she thought it was. Shadestar glanced at Shadowkit with an annoyed expression. "What now, Shadowkit?" Shadestar hissed. Shadowkit was bouncing around her leader with excitement. "I caught a mouse and a squirrel today! Smallfoot took me out hunting today. She said that I was fit to be a warrior!", Shadowkit replied with a smile on her face. "Shadowkit, your too young to go hunting. Your barely two moons old!", Shadestar said with a worried glance on his face. "What's wrong, Shadestar?", Shadowkit asked curiously. "Oh nothing you need to worry about.", Shadestar said. "Ok then. I'll be out hunting again!", Shadowkit called as she raced for the gorse tunnel. "Shadowkit, wait! Your too young-", Shadestar tried to call back to Shadowkit. She was gone in a flash. "Kits.", Shadestar said to himself.

Is this graphic shop still open? If so....

Cat name: Esmeralda
Cat age: elder (11 years in human years)
Gender: She-cat (female)
Appearance: tortoiseshell with white paws and muzzle. She has light blue eyes along with silver stripes on her tail.
Position: standing on hind legs, reaching out a paw for a butterfly
Accessories: scar on flank
Background: A stream in Yellowstone National Park

I hope this is okay! =^-^=

Hiya there, fellow warrior cat rpgers,

I have a quick question on usernames. I've always noticed that most usernames I see have color on them (Example: ~Misty). I've been trying to find out how to do this, but I'm still confused. (Sorry if this doesn't make sense. I'm just really confused. ^-^) Could someone please tell me how to do this?

Thanks!,

-Okami

Thanks! I always wondered what the "Custom Colors" option was. Thanks, again!

It was said that many years ago, Starclan sent a prophecy to Snowclan's leader. The prophecy warned of a terrible danger, a large storm would tear down the forest. Every root, every tree, gone like a leaf falling into a rushing river. The clan's camp would be destroyed, and Snowclan would have to move to a new camp, far away into unfamiliar territory. The storm was said to be many, many years away, but the leader still worried. He traveled to Moonstone to ask Starclan about the prophecy. Starclan had told him, "This prophecy is to take place many years away. You don't need to worry, Tawnystar. Your clan will be safe for now.". Littlepaw, the newest (and youngest) apprentice, listened to Cedartooth, a Snowclan elder, tell the young apprentice about the prophecy. "That is all our clan knows of this mysterious prophecy", Cedartooth finished. "Why did Starclan send a prophecy so early if it wouldn't happen until many moons later?", Littlepaw asked with curiosity glittering in her yellow eyes like gold. "No one knows for sure, Littlepaw. I told you that before.", Cedartooth replied firmly. "I'm just curious that's all. I really want to know more!", Littlepaw retorted. "Maybe you could ask our medicine cat Eaglefeather. She seems to know about every single prophecy that was sent to Snowclan even before my mother was born.", Cedartooth whispered. "I think I'll go ask now!", Littlepaw exclaimed. She was gone like a flash of lightning, racing toward the medicine cat's den.

It was said that many years ago, Starclan sent a prophecy to Snowclan's leader. The prophecy warned of a terrible danger, a large storm would tear down the forest. Every root, every tree, gone like a leaf falling into a rushing river. The clan's camp would be destroyed, and Snowclan would have to move to a new camp, far away into unfamiliar territory. The storm was said to be many, many years away, but the leader still worried. He traveled to Moonstone to ask Starclan about the prophecy. Starclan had told him, "This prophecy is to take place many years away. You don't need to worry, Tawnystar. Your clan will be safe for now.". Littlepaw, the newest (and youngest) apprentice, listened to Cedartooth, a Snowclan elder, tell the young apprentice about the prophecy. "That is all our clan knows of this mysterious prophecy", Cedartooth finished. "Why did Starclan send a prophecy so early if it wouldn't happen until many moons later?", Littlepaw asked with curiosity glittering in her yellow eyes like gold. "No one knows for sure, Littlepaw. I told you that before.", Cedartooth replied firmly. "I'm just curious that's all. I really want to know more!", Littlepaw retorted. "Maybe you could ask our medicine cat Eaglefeather. She seems to know about every single prophecy that was sent to Snowclan even before my mother was born.", Cedartooth whispered. "I think I'll go ask now!", Littlepaw exclaimed. She was gone like a flash of lightning, racing toward the medicine cat's den.

As I walked through the open field, I noticed the sun was going down, revealing less and less of the moorland ahead of me. I could hear my housefolk calling me, but I ignored it for a time before one of the housefolk came running over and swept me up into its long arms.
Eventually, I was back in the barn. "Got caught sneaking out again, didn't ya, Charlie?", I heard one cat bellow. "You'll never escape, Charlie!", another cat yowled. I suddenly became embarrassed, knowing that each time I tried to escape the barn the housefolk would catch me.
Thanks to all the noise, the horses in the barn started neighing and the dogs started barking.
"Don't worry, Charlie. You'll escape someday. You'll prove all those cats that you can escape!", my friend Clover whispered. Though I was comforted by her words, I still felt embarrassed.
I decided it was best if I escaped at night, when no housefolk are around to pester me and drag me back to the barn, and there also aren't any cats to taunt me about escaping.
I soon ran through the small hole in the barn in which I had always covered in hay. I felt the wind run through my fur, it felt so... so good to be out of that noisy old barn. It seemed like months before I reached somewhere far beyond my barn.

As I walked through the open field, I noticed the sun was going down, revealing less and less of the moorland ahead of me. I could hear my housefolk calling me, but I ignored it for a time before one of the housefolk came running over and swept me up into its long arms.
Eventually, I was back in the barn. "Got caught sneaking out again, didn't ya, Charlie?", I heard one cat bellow. "You'll never escape, Charlie!", another cat yowled. I suddenly became embarrassed, knowing that each time I tried to escape the barn the housefolk would catch me.
Thanks to all the noise, the horses in the barn started neighing and the dogs started barking.
"Don't worry, Charlie. You'll escape someday. You'll prove all those cats that you can escape!", my friend Clover whispered. Though I was comforted by her words, I still felt embarrassed.
I decided it was best if I escaped at night, when no housefolk are around to pester me and drag me back to the barn, and there also aren't any cats to taunt me about escaping.
I soon ran through the small hole in the barn in which I had always covered in hay. I felt the wind run through my fur, it felt so... so good to be out of that noisy old barn. It seemed like months before I reached somewhere far beyond my barn.
Soon a ginger she-cat that seemed bigger than the sheep dogs rushed over to me, her eyes scorching my fur like a tin roof in the summer time. "What in Starclan's name are you doing in out territory, kittypet? You couldn't last a second out in this moorland!"
kittypet. That word wasn't familiar to me.
I stared at the she-cat, my mind whirling. What was I going to do?

Snowshadow crept out of the elder's den, her matted fur visible from fox-lengths away. She would've pricked them out herself, but she was just too lazy. "HEAVYPAW! COME AND PRICK OUT ALL THESE MATS FROM MY FUR!", Snowshadow yowled to the brown tabby apprentice. "Can't you just prick them out yourself?" Heavypaw said with a loud sigh. "I'M TOO LAZY. NOW GET OVER HERE AND PRICK OUT THESE MATS!", Snowshadow yowled. She yowled so loudly it seemed even Shadowclan could here, even though they lived clear across the lake! As Heavypaw pricked out the thorns, he longed to go out hunting, even though he had over 100 times just this morning. Why me? Heavypaw said sadly. :(

As I walked through the open field, I noticed the sun was going down, revealing less and less of the moorland ahead of me. I could hear my housefolk calling me, but I ignored it for a time before one of the housefolk came running over and swept me up into its long arms.
Eventually, I was back in the barn. "Got caught sneaking out again, didn't ya, Charlie?", I heard one cat bellow. "You'll never escape, Charlie!", another cat yowled. I suddenly became embarrassed, knowing that each time I tried to escape the barn the housefolk would catch me.
Thanks to all the noise, the horses in the barn started neighing and the dogs started barking.
"Don't worry, Charlie. You'll escape someday. You'll prove all those cats that you can escape!", my friend Clover whispered. Though I was comforted by her words, I still felt embarrassed.
I decided it was best if I escaped at night, when no housefolk are around to pester me and drag me back to the barn, and there also aren't any cats to taunt me about escaping.
I soon ran through the small hole in the barn in which I had always covered in hay. I felt the wind run through my fur, it felt so... so good to be out of that noisy old barn. It seemed like months before I reached somewhere far beyond my barn.
Soon a ginger she-cat that seemed bigger than the sheep dogs rushed over to me, her eyes scorching my fur like a tin roof in the summer time. "What in Starclan's name are you doing in out territory, kittypet? You couldn't last a second out in this moorland!"
kittypet. That word wasn't familiar to me.
I stared at the she-cat, my mind whirling. What was I going to do?

Okay, so I want to post a YouTube video (Here's the link to it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGjLDV8MOjc), but I don't know how to do it. Could someone please tell me how?

I can't? Huh, I thought I could.

Oh, okay. Thank you!

This really helped me!

I have completely how to put a picture onto your signature... could someone please tell me how to do it so I can remember?

Name: Patchfeather
Age: 36 moons (3 years)
Looks: A silver tabby she-cat with multiple scars from countless battles
Kin: In some way, she is related to One-eye and Rainfrost. No one knows how this happened.
Mate/Crush/ Kits: She fostered 3 kits that a loner gave her a year ago, but they abandoned the clan in search of a better, less complicated life.
Personality: She is very quiet, but she's easy to make friends with once you get to know her. She can also be very destructive and loud if you provoke her.

Patchfeather ran up to Lunastar with a worried look on her face. "Lunastar! There's a badger den right at the edge of the forest! Come check it out!"

When Lunastar and Patchfeather arrived, she (Patchfeather X3) noticed a nose poking out of the den. A few heartbeats later, a badger came leaping out of the den.

The badger growled loudly and went after Patchfeather. "If that badger claws me where one of my scars are, it'll open up and start bleeding a big mess" she told Lunastar.