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  • Hi :D

    I'm Neon's brother ;) She wanted me to join so she helped set up my account. We share a computer and she's always on it. I love lynxes!

  • Foxhunt

    [size=8][font=georgia]Character Name: Foxhunt


    Character Age: 30 moons


    Gender: Male


    Alliance: RiverClan


    Rank: Warrior


    Appearance: Foxhunt is a handsome solid cinnamon tom cat. His pelt is has fleck of white and darker cinnamon, so he is a bit more colorful. His eyes are a dashing leaf green, and they stick out against his cinnamon fur. The tom is a long hair cat, so his fur drapes over him like a cloth of flames.


    Unfortunately, Foxhunt's cinnamon flames are put out by white that spots his pelt that covers his stomach, chin, and his tail, all the way to the tips of his ears. He is very muscular, with large paws that are very clumsy and not good for hunting, but great for battles. He has a lot of scars on his shoulders and flanks, but not on his face.


    Personality: Foxy thinks he's a ladies man, but he's really not. This guy is an absolute fool with ladies, which makes him look bad in the lovelife world. Being a senior warrior, this guy doesn't like to be bossed around by other cats. Especially if they are younger warriors, who have no clue what they're doing. He hates it when they do something they're not supposed to, and has a habit of taking control.


    He does have a sweet side. Foxhunt can be one of the nicest cats you can meet, especially if you're older than him. He is very respectful of elders and the leader, but sometimes he can get jealous. He is the kind of cat who runs his engine on praise.


    --- Likes: Battles, swimming, talking to females
    --- Dislikes: ThunderClan, hunting, taking orders from other warriors
    --- Strengths: His big paws, his big heart
    --- Weaknesses: His short patience, his coloring [hard to camouflage], his skills with females


    History: Foxhunt was born in a group of loners to two cats named Joey and Marcia. Marcia was an albino she-cat, and Joey a solid cinnamon, who had strong beliefs in StarClan. They were very religious, and had had five kits before the litter Foxhunt was in, and the other kits lived by themselves. Foxhunt had three sisters, and when his sisters were three moons, they all fell ill with white cough.


    Joey and Marcia believed that when cats turned six moons, they are to live on their own away from their parents. Still being ill with greencough now, his sisters were forced to live on their own along with Foxhunt. Foxhunt secretly took them under his wing, and helped them feel better. He had met a loner along the way of his journey to find a home, and the loner had taught him a little about herbs and how to care for his sisters. They now remain in RiverClan, but only two of the sisters are still alive.


    Roleplay Sample: Feeling the breeze in his fur, Foxhunt dashed along the RiverClan border that was against ThunderClan. He had just been on patrol, and was now chasing a fiend that had dared to cross the border. It was a loner, his fur a ratty shade of brown. He spat and ran faster after the old sack of bones. He caught a glimpse of his face. Nothing?


    The large-pawed tom was confused at why this old fellow was running so fast, and why he had no face. Usually, old loners can't outrun him, and they had a face. His heart beating, Foxhunt leaped forward, and landed on the tom's back. "Got you!" he yelled, and woke up sweating in his sleep.

  • Lynxes?

    [font=georgia][size=8]I love lynxes, and I want to play one in the game. Can we play a lynx? I'd ask sister but she isn't home right now.

  • HP'S IN NEED OF TEMPS [OPEN]

    I'm interested in Whisperingpaw! :D My sister has a cat in there


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  • we are never getting back together {cyclone}

    [font=georgia][size=8]Foxhunt was eating a fish by the reeds. He grumbled when he saw a younger warrior trying to control a patrol that was heading out, and his tail began to tick. His instincts told him to go after that patrol and put them in their right place, but the senior warrior took a deep breath and another bite of his prey.