Posts by sparkleclaw24

Hi, this is if you want to roleplay my charecetr, Linda's, sisters:
Neirmen
Dahlia
Diana
You can make up how they look, and they can be rogues, loners, or kittypets (If you wish for them to be Clan cats, they can join when they are apprenticed aged or higher.
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And they are already apprentice age
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[size=36pt]LINDA~[/size]
My paws scraped the bottom of the cave's floor. My still fluffy from kithood fur (I'm seven moons old) blowing in the wind. I charge after a mouse, killing it in one bite. I sit down , and eat it.
I'm the lonliest cat I know. My sisters all lived in Twolegplace as kittypets. My mother died at my birth. I never met my father. All i know is he is a Clan cat named Clawface.
I know no one else ever comes here, my favorite spot, which I call the Bat Cave because it used to be populated with bats. Now they're not even here. Suddenly, behind me I hear pawsteps. Is it another cat? Is it a dog? But I was stuck in one place, not moving a claw.................

"Linda." I growl. Can I trust this cat? I don't even know who he is.

A dark tabby tom, with eyes as cold as night, hissed into my ear, "It is time, to kill the cats who you once called your sisters."
I nodded simply. Those dumb cats, Neirmen, Dahlia, and Diana. my socalled sisters. "It is time, Nightclaw," I hissed. "They will pay for what they did to me, choosing TWOLEGS over me. Abondoning me. Murdering my father, Clawface. They will pay."
Nightclaw nodded. I hissed, ready to kill.
Us two walked along the dark, misty Thunderpath until we made it to Twolegplace. "Thanks, NIghtclaw. I will take it from here."
He nodded like before, giving way to me.
I had never wanted to kill as much as before, but I couldn't remember much of my past. Who was my mother? Was I ever a kittypet? I dropped that out of mind. I unsheathed my claws......

"I was once a kittypet," i explain haughtily. "Now, what are you doing here?"

Linda, a rogue she-cat with a big attitude, followed closely behind. She paused, and watched Starkiller stalk up on Mockingjaykit (do you like the hunger games), and smiled to herself. She knew nobody, NOBODY has ever survived meeting Starkiller. Linda, being evil herself (but not as evil) watched her creep closer.

Name: Linda
Gender: She-cat
Status: Caught

My collar rubbed uncomfortably against my chest. It's been three moons (I'm eight moons old) since I was locked up as a kittypet. Unfortunately, my new Twolegs are worse then the first ones. Disgusting brown pellets, stale water. And plus, I have to wear the most uncomfortable, pink collar, and my new Twolegs have named me Fluffy. Fluffy! Really! Worse than my original name, Linda.
I sit on the fence outside the Twoleg nest. Grumpily, I rearange my collar to make it more comfortable. My old Twolegs didn't even make me wear a collar! NO such luck.
I look into the forest. I know that the many cat Clans are out their. I'm not instersted in joining any of them.
I jump off the fence, and start to head to the woods.

I stepped back. "Well, what's your name?" I asked. I was a little friendlier. This cat seemed interesting.

Dahliastar, a pretty tortoiseshell and white she-cat, sat down on the rock. She led no real Clan yet, but was here to Annouce the beginning of her Clan. She began, "Hello, my name is Dahliastar, leader of the brand new StratusClan. My sisters, Nettlestar and Dapplestar, are the leaders of NimbusClan and CirrusClan. they should be arriving soon." Just as she said that, a blue-gray she-cat and a leopard-like she-cat appeared out of the mist. "Lifestar is coming too," Nettlestar explained. "He's our brother and leader of CumulusClan."
Lifestar, a brown tabby tom, was just behind them. He stared shyly at the rest of the cats.

Hello, we are Dahliastar, Nettlestar, Dapplestar, and Lifestar, leaders of the brand new CloudClans: StratusClan, NimbusClan, CirrusClan, and CumulusClan. To join:
Name:
RAnk wanted:
Gender:
Description
Other: (optinal)
The Clans: (So far)
StratusClan:
Leader: Dahliastar- tortoiseshell and white she-cat
Deputy:
Med. Cat: Rosepelt- ginger she-cat
Med.Cat App.
Warriors:
Apprentices
Queens:
Kits:
Elders
NimbusClan:
Leader: Nettlestar- blue-gray she-cat
Deputy:
Med. Cat: Gentlebreeze
Med.Cat App.
Warriors:
Apprentices
Queens:
Kits:
Elders
CirrusClan
Leader: Dapplestar- ginger tabby she-cat
Deputy: Moonear- black she-cat
Med. Cat: Cherryleaf
Med.Cat App.
Warriors:
Apprentices
Queens:
Kits:
Elders
CumulusClan
Leader: Lifestar- brown tabby tom
Deputy:
Med. Cat:Starshine
Med.Cat App.
Warriors:
Apprentices
Queens:
Kits:
Elders

I nodded. "OK, Hark. So, how long have you lived in this cave?" I asked. "I've lived here since my sisters and brother started some Clans, and abandoned me, which was three moons ago, and I'm seven moons old."

Linda, a black and white she-cat, was hunting a squirrel. She pounced and caught it. Sastified, she sat down and ate it. An evil cat, she had been evil since she was eight moons old. She loved to find new ways on murdering another cat. Her collar, from her kittypethood, now had teeth of the cats she had killed, like Trollestia.
No cat had been like Trollestia.
She had been a off white she-cat with six claws on one foot. She had been the most evil cat alive, even eviler than Linda. Her claws were red with dry blood. She killed one cat every day.
Linda had opposed her. Lucky to have won, Linda has become eviler since.
She heard a rustle in the sinister looking trees. Suprised anyone would eneter the Woods of Darkness, as she called them, she crept forward.............................

Lifestar spoke clearly when he said, "I am Lifestar, new leader of CumulusClan." he stared hard at Westernriver, as if reading his thoughts

"Yeah, I don't really live here, I just hang around here alot," I reply, whisking my tongue across my paw.

occ: lol ;) :)
IC: Ohhhhh, this is gonna be good, Linda thought, an evil grin rising on her face. She loved watching this stuff.

"I'm fine, I guess. And you," I asked

I stopped in my tracks. I heard a rustle in the bushes, and I thought, Is this a cat worth killing? I ewnt on forward.................

occ: ok :)
ic: Linda grumbled in her spot. She had been in this monster for who knows who long. Back to the Twolegs, she thought unhappily, thinking of her past with them. her cage was barely big enough for her. The hard brown pellets the Twoelgs had given her looked disgusting. She hissed sourly.

Linda smiled her evil grin again, unsheathing her claws.