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Post by F I R E * on Sept 4, 2009 17:47:26 GMT -8
All right, so you probably know already this is following the canon story (probably from my display name, or maybe from reading the plot/intro). That means that canon characters will be available. You are able to make your own cat if you so wish (either because you don't think you are capable of RPing a canon character, or you just plain don't like the canon characters) but this topic's purpose is to allow you to sign up to get a character.
Now, I am not about first come first serve. I want to make sure that all people claiming a role are not going to just claim one just because they absolutely love the character in that role. What I mean by that is that you must be capable of RPing the character of your choice. If you are unable to, for any reason (whether it's because you aren't able to be active enough or you just can't RP the character), I'm afraid you won't get the canon character.
I will also be choosing backups for multiple people applying for the same cat. The backups are there just in case the people actually RPing are museless or decide to quit RPing as that character. If no backups are hired for a certain cat, I will put the cat back up in this topic and reopen it if that gets to be the case. If a cat is already claimed but doesn't have a backup, you may apply to be a backup, but just note that extremely active members may not leave the site. If these members are absent for any reason for a week or more, you may take over after this, whether it be an excused absence or otherwise, unless requested otherwise by the main RPer of the cat. (Like as if he or she has a certain plot or certain reaction.)
How do you prove you are able to RP as a certain cat? I have studied the personalities of all of the cats, and I am very flexible -- I am willing to accept some bends of personality for the sake of plot or otherwise. However, the personality must be similar. In order to see that you have a grip on the character's personality, I want you to post a RP sample of that character. No, you can't just choose any situation you want. You must pick about how your character will respond to the three situations below, which I will explain in a minute. If you make your RP sample thorough and in character, you will be up for nominee for that character. However, I do give time for more people to enter, so remember even if you are the only one applying for a character, it doesn't mean you get it for keeps.
Now, certain characters are different from other characters, so here's a list of rules specific to certain characters:- Tigerclaw may not be adopted out by anyone who is not a staff member. I need someone who will be in close contact with me, and if you're not a staff member, chances are you aren't in close contact with me, since I am very picky about who I hire on my staff. Any other important characters are available.
- Firepaw/heart/star will never have a backup. I am his RPer. I am the owner of this site. I plan on staying here. Thus, there is no reasoning for a backup for him. If I go absent for more than a week, it is likely I will hire Sky to take over.
- It is likely that Spottedleaf and Graypaw/stripe will never have backups. The other owner of this site, Gray/Sky, plays these three characters, and it's likely she won't ever leave this site, since she has as much responsibility over this site as I do. As such, there is no reasoning behind having a backup. If she goes absent for more than a week, I will take over those two.
- Any leader canons are not going to be easy takers AT ALL. It's likely I may hire only staff members to play leader canons. Leaders are very, very important. I'm not too up at you about deputies since they rarely get a very important part (except for Leopardfur, but there isn't much you can do to fault her) but the leader canons, especially Tallstar, need to be in very close contact with me.
- It is undetermined whether Sandpaw will get together with Firepaw in this RP. Because the plot is going to become drastically different from the plot in the actual books, I have no idea whether they will actually hook up. Thus, you probably shouldn't play Sandpaw just so you'll be a love interest for Firepaw.
- Please remember that canon pairings are undetermined. Riding on the previous statement, we may not have certain canon pairings, and instead go with pairings that are not canon. Please, don't hark on us about having these pairings. The pairing is determined by the RPers of the two characters that are being paired up. I also am not opposed to male x male or female x female canon pairings, so you shouldn't be, either. If this bothers you, or you're going to start a shipping war, please... just get off of Rewritten.
- If your character is in bold, I must be able to discuss stuff with you privately. Yes, that includes YOU, Sky. *SHOT*
Now, here is the character list. Characters that are bold are characters that are really important and I need adopted off right away and characters that are striked out are characters already claimed (whether reserved or otherwise). Characters that have an asterisk (*) next to their name are characters I don't know, so I can't judge them -- instead, Gray/Sky or another staff member who has read the appropriate book will. Right next to a character's name I will post up its RPer and its backup. You may only pick from the characters on this list. You may not choose just any random canon characters. This is to prevent Hollyleafs when Firepaw is still an apprentice. This list will also change over time as more characters get in (and I look at more allegiances.)
Character List:
** THUNDERCLAN **
Bluestar -- Taken by Hawk & Shanny, backup - eachother? o-o
Tigerclaw -- Taken by Hawk, no backup.
Lionheart
Whitestorm
Longtail Taken by Zephyr, No Backup.
Darkstripe
Willowpelt
Runningwind
Rosetail*
Halftail
Smallear
Patchpelt
One-eye
Frostfur
Brindleface
Goldenflower
Speckletail
Dappletail
Mousefur -- Taken by Petal, No Backup
Firepaw -- Taken by Firepaw, Backup Gray
Graypaw -- Taken by Gray, Backup Firepaw
Ravenpaw -- Taken by Blacky, No Backup
Sandpaw
Dustpaw
Spottedleaf -- Taken by Gray, Backup Firepaw
Cinderkit -- Taken by Shanny, No Backup
Brackenkit -- Taken by Peak, No Backup
Brightkit
** RIVERCLAN **
Crookedstar -- Taken by Simp, No Backup
Leopardfur -- Taken by Pyre, No Backup
Mistyfoot
Stonefur -- Taken by Peak, No Backup
Silverstream
** WINDCLAN **
Tallstar -- Taken by Genesis, No Backup
Deadfoot
Onewhisker
Mudclaw
** SHADOWCLAN **
Brokenstar
Blackfoot -- Taken by Blacky, No Backup
Russetfur
Clawface
Jaggedtooth
Runningnose
Littlecloud
Nightpelt
** STARCLAN **
Thunderstar
Riverstar
Shadowstar
Windstar
Pinestar*
Sunstar*
Hailstar*
Heatherstar*
Leopardfoot*
Goosefeather*
Featherwhisker*
Thistleclaw*
Oakheart*
Stonepelt*
Stormtail*
Moonflower*
Thrushpelt*
Sweetpaw*
Snowfur*
Mosskit*
** ROGUES/LONERS **
Boulder
Smudge
Princess
Barley
Yellowfang Taken by Pyre, No Backup
Sasha*
Now, you probably saw I mentioned certain situations you should reply to as the character you want to RP as. These here would be considered NPC/mod posts, which are when we are low on warriors or someone hasn't been responding to your topic for a long time and I have no sufficient characters. (Sometimes, I even make these characters if I grow attached to them.) These are really bad samples, horrid -- short and sweet. They're only like that so you don't go "OH GOD I'M GONNA TAKE LIKE FOREVER TO RESPOND BECAUSE THIS POST IS SO FREAKING COMPLICATED." I'll show you an example with Firepaw in my own post to prove my worth of having him later. Don't take these posts to heart. After all, they are more situation wise than responding to an actual character. Well, here are the situations you should respond to:
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Post by ᴥBLACKEE on Sept 5, 2009 10:17:35 GMT -8
#1: A large silver tabby tom trotted into the camp, his head up high and his tail swishing. He passed by the cat you're playing with a smirk on his face, thinking himself as really clever. As he watched the cat with a smirk on his face, he decided then that he would be rude and abrasive for absolutely no reason. So, he came up to your cat.
"Well hello there, beautiful," he purred slowly, sitting in a flirty position as he looked your cat in the eye. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
This guy seemed to think he was all that. It could be seen in his orange eyes, focused on your cat. What would your cat say in response in this situation?
Ravenpaw's eyes widened in wonder; why was he staring? And what was with that brazen look on his face... ? He settled down into a sitting position, his black tail wrapping around his front paws; silky fur reflecting the sky just slightly. Whatever the case, the silver tabby drew closer, his ego poisoning the air around them with each step... The black Apprentice reared back in disgust and surprise, he didn't understand what this guy was doing... or what he was about to say.
Why hello there, beautiful, his eyes boring into Ravenpaw's, and his position perhaps an attempt at seeming engaging? ...what?! "Why are you here in a place like this?" Ravenpaw's ears flattened, and his eyebrows quirked in surmise, "What?" he mewed, his query soft under his breath, "I live here... and... uhh..." He mumbled quietly, his eyes flickering from side to side hopeful for some kind of escape; he backed up to find some new found distance between him and this stranger. "are you alright?"
What a creep! He'd called Ravenpaw beautiful, but did he realize that Ravenpaw was a tom? What's the world come to? "do you need s-something?" he stammered, and his thoughts clicked in fear. he didn't like this, when he had no idea who this cat was...
#3: All right, I know this is the dumbest example with absolutely no detail, but...
Your cat's best friend just died. (Pretend he/she actually has a friend if he/she doesn't.)
How would he/she react?
Blackfoots heart slammed against his chest; and he felt that it'd burst through his ribcage if he didn’t do something to slow his anger. how could this have happened, and why to him? He wasn’t much for self pity, but this was a disaster. Had StarClan foretold this? Was this to be expected? He ground his teeth together, tensing all the muscles in his body before he unsheathed his claws.
“It’s just a dream!” He howled, his deep voice not only sodden with fury, but bottomless with an uncontrollable jerking pain. He scored the ground numerous times; letting go of his nonchalant composure. He would never see his best friend again, for as long as he lived. Joining StarClan wasn’t something he planned on doing for a long time, and so… he would be forced to commence his life knowing that he was alone… The marshland was silent, except for the croak of a frog in the distance, and the sun continued to shine. Into the woodland depths small moans of grief could be heard weakly.
He’d rather mourn Stormclaw’s passing in isolation, than allow the whole of ShadowClan to see him this vulnerable. This dangerous.
[if it's bad, i take critique and i can always change it or make another - i put it so he was in shadowclan, because brokenstar would probably have already welcomed a few rogues]
#2: Nice that you were probably just minding your own business. Suddenly, your cat hears screeching behind him/her, and suddenly, a weight drops onto the back of your cat. The screeching is loud, and blood is being splattered everywhere as all around your cat, your cat can tell that its whole Clan/family is being attacked.
What is your cat going to do?
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Post by F I R E * on Sept 5, 2009 11:32:56 GMT -8
#1: A large silver tabby tom trotted into the camp, his head up high and his tail swishing. He passed by the cat you're playing with a smirk on his face, thinking himself as really clever. As he watched the cat with a smirk on his face, he decided then that he would be rude and abrasive for absolutely no reason. So, he came up to your cat.
"Well hello there, beautiful," he purred slowly, sitting in a flirty position as he looked your cat in the eye. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
This guy seemed to think he was all that. It could be seen in his orange eyes, focused on your cat. What would your cat say in response in this situation?
This was quite the nice meeting for Firepaw, as he watched a large silver tabby tom trotting into camp. His green orbs narrowed at the cat, who came in with a gait to make Tigerclaw feel ashamed with his pride. As he watched the silver tabby approach him, Firepaw's ears pricked. Was this tabby trying to make contact with him? His green eyes locked onto the silver tabby's orange ones, and he sat straighter still so he could listen to whatever this cat had to tell him. It was not exactly something he wanted to listen to at the moment, mainly because he wanted to go and find Ravenpaw and Graypaw. What he heard shocked him.
"Well hello there, beautiful. Why are you here in a place like this?"
[/b] He saw the large tabby shift, and his heart lurched. This was not the kind of contact he was looking forward to today. He found it was odd that it didn't disturb him that this was a tom flirting with him; more that it was a total stranger he didn't know. He shifted nervously, not wanting to offend this cat, while at the same time willing him to leave him alone. He didn't want to stay right here, and he was trying to force himself to stay calm."Um, I live here," Firepaw began slowly, trying his best not to stutter. He lifted to his paws, feeling embarrassment heat up his face. Why couldn't he just calmly tell this cat to buzz off? "I'm sorry, but I have something else to do. I can't chat right now." 'Smooth, really smooth, Firepaw,' he criticized in his mind as he flashed a smile at the tom. He turned around, trying to think of an excuse of where he would go.
Finally, he decided it was worth a visit to Bluestar. Flicking his tail at the silver tabby, trying not to come off as rude or abrupt, he hurried off, not even glancing behind to see if the silver tabby pursued him.#2: Nice that you were probably just minding your own business. Suddenly, your cat hears screeching behind him/her, and suddenly, a weight drops onto the back of your cat. The screeching is loud, and blood is being splattered everywhere as all around your cat, your cat can tell that its whole Clan/family is being attacked.
What is your cat going to do?coming#3: All right, I know this is the dumbest example with absolutely no detail, but...
Your cat's best friend just died. (Pretend he/she actually has a friend if he/she doesn't.)
How would he/she react?coming[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by »t a l l s t a r« on Sept 5, 2009 14:10:32 GMT -8
tallstar.xx [/size] #1:
A large silver tabby tom trotted into the camp, his head up high and his tail swishing. He passed by the cat you're playing with a smirk on his face, thinking himself as really clever. As he watched the cat with a smirk on his face, he decided then that he would be rude and abrasive for absolutely no reason. So, he came up to your cat.
"Well hello there, beautiful," he purred slowly, sitting in a flirty position as he looked your cat in the eye. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
This guy seemed to think he was all that. It could be seen in his orange eyes, focused on your cat. What would your cat say in response in this situation? [/blockquote] Calculating, glassy amber orbs glittered brightly in the sunlight that wafted in the warm, humid, and moist air of the camp, but one could see the faint hint of amusement within them as this large, silver tabby tom sauntered into WindClan's camp. The owner, as to whom these knowledgeable, insightful, and handsome eyes belonged to, was none other than Tallstar, who watched over the camp with such perfection that a Twoleg warrior would be envious of. His steps were calculated, yet fluid as he approached the tom, wary of his scent and his... advances.
Trying to keep his laughter from bursting forth from his maw in a rolling purr of amusement, the ring of, "Well hello there, beautiful," hummed in his ears. Was this cat dropped on his head as a kit or was he just idiotic? A honey smooth smile spread across his white maw, his bone white fangs nearly matching the snow white of his fur. From the way Tallstar carried himself, a powerful and domineering, it was clear that he was not into toms nor did he, himself, look like a she-cat.
"Why are you in a place like this?" the lithe, silver tabby questioned and Tallstar shook his head a bit. Surely this tom had to know who he was. But then again, the tom did not seem like a Clan cat at all, so with a loud, rough cough that cleared his throat, Tallstar then proceeded to speak in a tone that was mixed with contained humor and seriousness.
"Surely, you must be confused my friend, in many ways, I might add," Tallstar meowed, his voice giving away his gender, though his scent might as well have done the trick as well since a warm breeze tusseled his ebony and ivory pelt. "I would love to introduce myself to you, since you are so lost in my territory. I am Tallstar, leader of WindClan, so do not be mistaken if you are looking for a lost love of sorts. I'm pretty sure that I can introduce you to a tom if you're really into that type of romance, but me on the other paw..." Tallstar meowed nonchalantly, examing a wide white paw as well as his clean claws, "I don't swing that way. I apologize for the inconvenience. But if you don't mind, and I'm hoping that you don't, I have to ask you to leave since I don't need a confused tom wandering around my camp, causing trouble and making the members of my Clan uncomfortable. Thank you." he meowed, his voice cheery, chipper, and authoratative at the end.
The calm and collected leader sat there patiently, anticipating a reaction of both frustration and disgust from the tabby tom; however, secretly, a smirk spread behind that composed demeanor. It was not often that Tallstar had the chance to taunt a cat without many repercussions.
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Nice that you were probably just minding your own business. Suddenly, your cat hears screeching behind him/her, and suddenly, a weight drops onto the back of your cat. The screeching is loud, and blood is being splattered everywhere as all around your cat, your cat can tell that its whole Clan/family is being attacked.
What is your cat going to do? [/size][/blockquote] Tallstar was strolling into camp after a hunt with a few of the Clan's warriors and apprentices, it wasn't often that the elderly leader had a chance to pass on some of his wisdom to the apprentices first hand without being tied to one specific apprentice. Waving off the others to drop their kill in the freshkill pile, his nose caught a scent that made his blood curdle.
His eyes narrowed, scanning the camp for dangers and catching sight of signs of intrusion, his calm and collected stroll was replaced with a nervous canter. A yowl pierced the air, echoing from the darkest depths of the warriors den, and his ears strained to hear the grunts and yowls of a scuffle within. Something was wrong. His concentration was centered on getting within that den and it was clear his guard was down. Then, a yowl errupted from his maw as claws ripped into his pelt and flesh, popping much like a pin cushion.
His flank went down and his knees were driven into the ground; the pain was intense as his bones were growing brittle with age, but he wasn't going to express the pain as he placed an emotionless war mask upon his face and quickly whipped around, striking the offending cat with an outstretched paw. Tallstar felt his claws snag tender flesh and he ripped it away with such force and skill that is only gained with time and training.
The strong scent of blood filled his nostrils and they flared, as the odor became stronger, realizing that he was not the only one in danger. His Clan was in trouble and he needed to remain strong. Planting his back paws beneath his body, Tallstar regained his tall stature and swiftly turned, ready to face off with his opponent with a hard, deadly glare that promised trouble with a chance of death. #3:
All right, I know this is the dumbest example with absolutely no detail, but...
Your cat's best friend just died. (Pretend he/she actually has a friend if he/she doesn't.)
How would he/she react? Within the large expanse and seclusion of the leader's den, a friend bows his head in sorrow and shame, having lost a cat dear to his heart and soul. Powerful shoulders sag with age beyond his time and the bright glossy sheen in his pelt that once glittered like diamond dust in the sun's light was now faded and dull. Breaths slowed to a shudder of disgust, lips parted to form words but no voice came forth to bring them life. What managed to break free was a caged sob and it rocked his body, tremor after aching tremor that travled down from the tips of his ears to the tip of his tail which clutched around his wide paws to offer comfort that was not there.
Clenching his fangs together, Tallstar closed his amber eyes, which were dry from not shedding tears, but holding them in. They ached of raw emotion that had no escape, but he could not let them fall. What would his Clan think? A leader that was weak enough to express their emotions? That was not him. Despite the fact that he had lost his best friend, he knew that he had to be strong for WindClan as his friend, was also theirs. With a deep inhale of stagnant air, he lifted himself up to his paws and headed outside, where the sobs and cries of mourning were filling the air like a chorus singing a melody about pain. [/size][/blockquote] sandpaw.xx [/size] will finish later. [/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by {grayy ! on Sept 5, 2009 14:42:07 GMT -8
Graypaw.
#3:
All right, I know this is the dumbest example with absolutely no detail, but...
Your cat's best friend just died. (Pretend he/she actually has a friend if he/she doesn't.)
How would he/she react?
No! No no no no no! It couldn't be true! Of course, his eyes said differently, but, he couldn't believe it, he just couldn't. His legs no longer wanted to support his weight, his whole figure shaking with the effort of standing up, as he looked, petrified at Fireheart's body, lying still at his paws in the middle of the camp. Searing hot tears burnt at his eyes, his whole chest constricted into a ball the size of an acorn, pain running through his veins like poison. He couldn't remain standing any longer, collasping next to his friends stiff body, his nose presse dinto the tom's lifeless ginger fur. He couldn't move, it was too much effort, as his grief, displayed in the thick droplets of salty water leaked down his cheeks, dropping into Fireheart's still pelt.
No, no, this is a nightmare, an awful nightmare! He howled inside his head, a light whimper escaping his jaws as he tried to hold back from yowling at the top of his lungs. I'm going to wake up, and he's going to be tossing about in his nest waking everyone else up like normal! He kept telling himself this, but, his heart knew otherwise, that was why every thump against his chest felt like he was being slammed into a rock, over and over again, his heartbeat thundering through his ears. He couldn't hear anything apart from his own heartbeat, feel anything but Fireheart's still body against his face and the boiling tears that scorched his face, or smell anything but his friend's slightly stale scent, mingled amongst his pale ginger fur, that had lost it's shine.
He could tell there were other cats around, but he didn't care, not now. pressing his face deeper into his best friend's fur, he let out a chocked sob, his whole body pulled into a small ball, his tail wrapped around his paws. How was he meant to get on without Fireheart here? Things would never be the same ever again. he wouldn't want it that way anyways. Nuzzling his cheek against Fireheart's side, his eyes sqeezed shut, Graystripe tried to wake himself up, from this terrible dream.
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#1:
A large silver tabby tom trotted into the camp, his head up high and his tail swishing. He passed by the cat you're playing with a smirk on his face, thinking himself as really clever. As he watched the cat with a smirk on his face, he decided then that he would be rude and abrasive for absolutely no reason. So, he came up to your cat.
"Well hello there, beautiful," he purred slowly, sitting in a flirty position as he looked your cat in the eye. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
This guy seemed to think he was all that. It could be seen in his orange eyes, focused on your cat. What would your cat say in response in this situation?
Ah new leaf, it was such a beautiful time of the year, with everything in bloom, the bird signing, new kits well on the way, the plesantly warm weather and prey well on the way to being everywhere. The whole atmosphere made the young medicine cat want to sing and just run through the trees. Of course, these hidden wills remained deep in her mind, they would have to wait for now, as with the new season, she needed to restock her stores. Looking across the camp, she couldn't help but notice the large, silver tabby tom, that proudly pranced into the ground. Spottedleaf couldn't help but give a small smile. A cat with that much pride wasn't going to get very far with Bluestar around. She let her soft amber eyes follow his movements as he passed her by.
She couldn't think of this tom's name, but he must have been from the clan, otherwise tigerclaw would have stopped him by now for sure. Spottedleaf let herself give a small laugh as he came padding over, thinking he was the leader of the clan, well, that's what she thought anyways. "Well hello there, beautiful, Why are you here in a place like this?" Spottedleaf gave a light, melodic laugh, blinking softly at the tom., in an also sympathetic way. For a cat to be flrting with the clan's medicine cat, he must either be desperate, or aiming to get his ears torn off if anyone noticed. Shaking her head, she wrapped her black-tipped taila round her paws, a small smile on her beautiful face. "Hello there," she purred lightly. "Well, this happens to be infront of my den, in the camp I was born into." Standing up, Spottedleaf teasingly flicked her tail against the tom's nose before turning back toward her warm den.
Glancing back at the tom with a soft laugh, she nodded toward the warriors den. "Why don't you go over to the warriors den, see if Tigerclaw has something for you to do, unless you came to get mouse bile for the elder's ticks." Flicking her tail lightly from side to side, she dissapeared back into the hanging branches of her den's entrance, leaving one rather stunned tom sitting outside.
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Post by pscychobabble `` on Sept 5, 2009 18:53:15 GMT -8
#1:
A large silver tabby tom trotted into the camp, his head up high and his tail swishing. He passed by the cat you're playing with a smirk on his face, thinking himself as really clever. As he watched the cat with a smirk on his face, he decided then that he would be rude and abrasive for absolutely no reason. So, he came up to your cat.
"Well hello there, beautiful," he purred slowly, sitting in a flirty position as he looked your cat in the eye. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
This guy seemed to think he was all that. It could be seen in his orange eyes, focused on your cat. What would your cat say in response in this situation?
Pale blue eyes looked around warily, constantly landing on the dark tabby face of a stranger, walking into the WindClan camp like it was nothing at all. He was constantly staring Onewhisker in the eyes, a smirk on his face, and mischief in his dark eyes. Suddenly, the tom got up, and the WindClan warrior felt a growl of disgust coming on, strange considering his kind nature. Flicking his tail in a slightly irritated manner, he watched the silver tom walk slowly over, a smug smile on his dark, strangely.. ugly features.
"Well hello there, beautiful," Onewhisker stifled a snort. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
The perfect response was suddenly on the tip of his tongue, he resisted a smile as he answer the tom. "I might ask you the same question." He replied serenely, the outsider looked almost taken aback, but he quickly composed himself within the same second, his eyes flared with defiance. As he opened his mouth to speak, Onewhisker held his tail up to his lips, "I live here," A small bubble of laughter erupted through his thin lips, and he relaxed his stance, tail dropping.
"I -" "Should leave now. It's my turn to lead a hunting patrol." The young warrior interrupted, waving his tail as he turned his back to the silver tom.
Leaving the strange, ugly tabby figure to mutter to himself, the brown tabby tom bounded over to meet his Clan mates. Two other warriors, and an apprentice. The small black and white apprentice smiled back at Onewhisker, who's eyes glowed with bliss. "Who was that, Onewhisker?" The small tom asked, his ears pricking as they exited the camp in search of prey. The WindClan warrior shrugged his shoulders, care-free. "I'm not sure, exactly. A funny character, though." He smiled, his body looking lean in the sunlight. "Are you ready?" He blinked his pale blue eyes in sudden excitement, and the apprentice responded in equal anticipation, bounding forward with a surge of excitement. "Yes!"
#1:
A large silver tabby tom trotted into the camp, his head up high and his tail swishing. He passed by the cat you're playing with a smirk on his face, thinking himself as really clever. As he watched the cat with a smirk on his face, he decided then that he would be rude and abrasive for absolutely no reason. So, he came up to your cat.
"Well hello there, beautiful," he purred slowly, sitting in a flirty position as he looked your cat in the eye. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
This guy seemed to think he was all that. It could be seen in his orange eyes, focused on your cat. What would your cat say in response in this situation?
Mousefur's pale brown fur was left unwashed as she stepped out from the warriors den, her eyes blinking away sleep. The camp was almost deserted, it was past dawn, the sky becoming more and more blue with every passing second as the violets and pinks of the sky started to fade. Slumping down by the fresh-kill pile, she starting grooming her dusky brown pelt. The clearing grew brighter, and with every passing heart beat, the clearing got busier. No one would notice when a bold silver tabby tom would walk straight through the clearing to Mousefur's now glistening tabby pelt.
"Well hello there, beautiful," Her ears twitched, surprised for a moment, then a frown was suddenly upon her plain features, so prominent it seemed permanently etched into her face. She looked up, unamused, to see the handsome face of a silver tabby tom, some one she has never once encountered before, staring down at her with smug, disgusting eyes. Bile rose in her throat, her claws itching to rake across his face, even with so little said and done. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
"I live here, what's it to you?" She asked, a thin growl lacing her response. The tom's eyes twitched, feeling slightly surprised, she guessed with a wave of satisfaction, at her offensive tone. "I'm not going to talk to you, watch your tail on the way out." She grabbed a mouse off of the fresh-kill pile and stuffed her mouth full, not caring to look at the tom again. She could hear him talking, but she filled her ears with the thought, go away go away go away you stupid piece of dung! Eventually, she looked up and he was gone, Mousefur smiled wryly, and got up, buried her bones, and padded out into the forest. |
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Post by .Shanny // Bluestar. on Sept 5, 2009 21:54:46 GMT -8
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A large silver tabby tom trotted into the camp, his head up high and his tail swishing. He passed by the cat you're playing with a smirk on his face, thinking himself as really clever. As he watched the cat with a smirk on his face, he decided then that he would be rude and abrasive for absolutely no reason. So, he came up to your cat.
"Well hello there, beautiful," he purred slowly, sitting in a flirty position as he looked your cat in the eye. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
This guy seemed to think he was all that. It could be seen in his orange eyes, focused on your cat. What would your cat say in response in this situation?
LOL IT'S CROOKEDJAW/STAR, OAKHEART IS NOT HAPPY BOUT DIS coming soon.
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Nice that you were probably just minding your own business. Suddenly, your cat hears screeching behind him/her, and suddenly, a weight drops onto the back of your cat. The screeching is loud, and blood is being splattered everywhere as all around your cat, your cat can tell that its whole Clan/family is being attacked.
What is your cat going to do?
coming soon.
#3:
All right, I know this is the dumbest example with absolutely no detail, but...
Your cat's best friend just died. (Pretend he/she actually has a friend if he/she doesn't.)
How would he/she react?
coming soon.
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Post by Pyre on Sept 15, 2009 17:31:37 GMT -8
#1:
A large silver tabby tom trotted into the camp, his head up high and his tail swishing. He passed by the cat you're playing with a smirk on his face, thinking himself as really clever. As he watched the cat with a smirk on his face, he decided then that he would be rude and abrasive for absolutely no reason. So, he came up to your cat.
"Well hello there, beautiful," he purred slowly, sitting in a flirty position as he looked your cat in the eye. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
This guy seemed to think he was all that. It could be seen in his orange eyes, focused on your cat. What would your cat say in response in this situation?
{ Leopardfur } Leopardfur was sitting just outside of the warriors den. Her paw lifted to her face as her tounge ran over it easily. Her attention completly preoccupided by her evening grooming. Her unusually spotted pelt shimmered in the sunlight that peaked into the camp. The female drew her paw over her ears ending her evening ritual. Lifting her amber hues she ran her gaze along Riverclan camp. Seeing that it was quiet and no one was lounging around and so she relaxed. Letting her paws slide easily on the grass benieth her paws into a stretch. The she-cat yawned and pulled herself back into a sitting position once again. Her ears flicked forward, attentive and alert. Her gaze instantly flicked over to a large tabby tom that came into camp.
A smug grin on his face as he spotted her. Leopardfur's eyes easily narrowed into a disapproving glare. Who did he think he was?! She stood as he approached, watching him with a dark gleam to her optics. He seemed to think that he was something special. She snorted in annoyance at his posture but she kept her face relativly cool. She wasn't sure of his intentions but from the look of it she was not going to like it.
"Well hello there, beautiful,"
Leopardfur's lips instantly turned into a scowl as the female stared at the silver tabby. Her ears flattened and she lifted her chin and snorted. " If you would like to keep your fur on your body I suggest you keep your mouth shut." she growled letting her claws slide out digging up dirt in a threatening way. But the tom did not seem fazed by her snappy retort and sat down. Moving his body into a flirtatious way, blinking up at her. Leopardfur rolled her eyes, her tail flicked irritibly with each passing moment.
"Why are you here in a place like this?"
Leopardfur gave an a menacing laugh as she turned her attention back on the tom. "You have got to be kidding me!" she smirked this tom was really just asking for it. When he didnt reply her lips bent back into a snarl. She would not have this nonsense even in her own clan. She bared her teeth for a moment and when he still didnt change that smug look she really got angry. She took a step towards him. "What am I doing here?! Have I not been your deputy the past moons you mouse-brain!" she snapped her ears flat against skull as she glared at him. She gave a loud scoff and turned to stalk off. Her tail lashed out impatiently as she headed out into the territory. Just glad to be away from the silver tabby tom back in camp.
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Nice that you were probably just minding your own business. Suddenly, your cat hears screeching behind him/her, and suddenly, a weight drops onto the back of your cat. The screeching is loud, and blood is being splattered everywhere as all around your cat, your cat can tell that its whole Clan/family is being attacked.
What is your cat going to do? >Yellowfang< Yellowfang walked through the unclaimed territories, sometimes every so often, she would stray into the Clans territories. Trying to find herbs and other usful things that could keep her alive. The yellow tabby female moved quickly along, giving a cough here and there. "Stupid cough." she growled a slowly continued on her way. Her fur was a bit shaggy and unkept from her constant moving that she didn't have much time to clean herself. She sighed, she still couldn't believe her own son had banished her from the Clan. The female stopped and bit her lip, if only she had never fallen for Raggedstar if only all three of them had died. She shook her head, her whole life seemed to be if onlys and maybes now a days.
Yellowfang neared the ShadowClan border, not paying to much attention, when a weight came crashing down on her. She yowled in surpriseand tried desperatly to get free from her captor. She finally suceeded in pulling herself free, she swung around to face a rather shaggy looking tom. Rouge by the look of it, she pulled her lips into a defensive snarl. Her ears flicked at the sound of some distant yowling and growling. She heard some bushes be ruffled and angry hisses. Her eyes locked on a familiar tom cat with a broken tail. Her eyes widened Brokenstar! part of her wanted to just leave him to his inevitable fate, but the motherly part caused her to leap onto one of the cats. She hissed and tried to rake her claws along his sides. She may have been a medicine cat, but being in ShadowClan she was well trained any way.
A force slammed into her and knocked her off balance, and she hit the ground. Looking up the tom had thrown himself upon her, his breath near her throat. The stubborn she-cat growled in warning and used her claws to try and get at his underbelly. " You pice of fox-dung! Hurt my Clan and you WILL die!" she snapped her voice threatening.
A lot of talk for someone who isn't in the right position to be carrying out thiese threats.
She growled and tried to push him off, but she wasnt as young as she used to be. Then again she wasnt that old either, finally with a last bit of effort her claws reached his leg and she scratched violently. The tom backed up spitting and hissing, she crawled to her paws panting. Ears flattened to her skull the sound of distant meows came from camp and the tom and his companions took off. They had won. Yellowfang sighed and looked over to Brokenstar who had a few cuts on his flank. He turned to stare at her, a scowl on his lips. Yellowfang narrowed her gaze and got to her paws.
I thought I told you to never come back.
He spoke and she let her jaw tightened. The little ingrate! She snorted and lifted her head. " I just saved your life and this is how you react." she hissed and glared at her son. He snorted and turned to hear the mews getting louder. He turned back to the female.
Leave now. Before they get here, because I won't stop them from killing you.
Yellowfang stared but pain was clear in her eyes as she just nodded and took a step back. Turning she fled and ran deep into the outer territory.
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Post by -- claritypaw ( or twi :D ) on Sept 18, 2009 15:48:24 GMT -8
d a r k s t r i p e
The sidekick #1:
A large silver tabby tom trotted into the camp, his head up high and his tail swishing. He passed by the cat you're playing with a smirk on his face, thinking himself as really clever. As he watched the cat with a smirk on his face, he decided then that he would be rude and abrasive for absolutely no reason. So, he came up to your cat.
"Well hello there, beautiful," he purred slowly, sitting in a flirty position as he looked your cat in the eye. "Why are you here in a place like this?"
This guy seemed to think he was all that. It could be seen in his orange eyes, focused on your cat. What would your cat say in response in this situation?
DARKSTRIPE
| thunderclan main camp | • A dark tabby with black and gray markings sat in the middle of the camp, having a lazy day. He had been rolled over on his back, the surface of the rock he was laying on scorching his back fur, but now he got to his paws. After trotting over to the fresh-kill pile and returning to his rock with a plump mouse held loosely in his jaws, Darkstripe noticed something. His large head swung around as he noticed another tom trotting in with his head held high like he was all that.
• Darkstripe held back a snort. Some of the cats in his clan thought they were so important and special. Sure, ThunderClan was the strongest - there was no doubt about that - but there were some cats in the clan that needed to deflate their ego a little. Darkstripe was probably one of them, but he was too vain to realize that.
• Suddenly the tom turned and veered towards him. The large tabby scrambled to his paws and sat upright. "Well hello there, beautiful." Darkstripe pricked his ears and widened his eyes as the cat continued. "Why are you here in a place like this?" Finally Darkstripe blinked, confused for a moment. Then he caught on and burst out laughing. "Oh wow - in your dreams!" he snorted as he snatched up his mouse and trotted over to the warriors den, still trying to subdue his laughter and not even considering the other tom's feelings. If there was one cat that Darkstripe actually liked, it had to be Tigerclaw.
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Nice that you were probably just minding your own business. Suddenly, your cat hears screeching behind him/her, and suddenly, a weight drops onto the back of your cat. The screeching is loud, and blood is being splattered everywhere as all around your cat, your cat can tell that its whole Clan/family is being attacked.
What is your cat going to do?
DARKSTRIPE
| thunderclan main camp | • A long, sleek tail disappeared into the brush leading towards the ThunderClan camp entrance. His paws made a rhythmic drumming as he shook his tail, causing water droplets to fly off in all directions. He took a large sweep of the camp and - noting that all seemed fine - he trotted over to the fresh-kill pile, dropping his small, but plump catch onto it.
• Darkstripe wondered where his deputy was. Tigerclaw was perfection to the tabby. He was strong, smart, cunning, inventive, forceful, fast....Let me sum this up by saying that Darkstripe could do that all day. He was eager to ask Tigerclaw about going on the morning patrol with him the next day. The large tabby started towards the warriors den, intent on asking if anyone had seen him.
• Suddenly Darkstripe heard screeching behind him. It sounded remarkably like a battle cry of some sort. Before the tabby could whirl around, something landed on him, causing him to drop like a rock. After getting the wind knocked out of him, the tabby gasped. He could feel the weight of a very fat cat on top of him. He squirmed around until he was on his back instead of his stomach. He hoped Tigerclaw was somewhere in this battle - the deputy would be able to get them out of this. Sure, Bluestar was an okay leader, but she was more wordy whilst Tigerclaw was more forceful. Thrusting his large paws upward, Darkstripe tried to drive them into the stomach of his opponent. If this worked, he'd quickly get up and dart over to the other cat, pinning them down. Well, that was his plan anyway.
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All right, I know this is the dumbest example with absolutely no detail, but...
Your cat's best friend just died. (Pretend he/she actually has a friend if he/she doesn't.)
How would he/she react?
DARKSTRIPE
| thunderclan main camp | • As he pushed through the brush, a large and sleek tabby tom attempted to keep the smells of the mice from wafting up his black nose. They smelled very good but Darkstripe was trying to test his self-control and bring them back to camp instead of eating them in the forest.
• Darkstripe swerved abruptly to the right and down a small ravine - the ThunderClan camp was his destination. Before the tom had gotten there though, he heard a small wail come from one of his clanmates. He wondered if Tigerclaw was there already - probably not because Tigerclaw would have handled it already, he decided. He rushed in anyway, curious as to what was going on.
• The tabby trotted into camp as if it was an ordinary day. Then he saw most of the clan circled around a large brown tabby that looked achingly familiar to Darkstripe. He ran over, shoving other cats aside. "Tigerclaw!" choked out Darkstripe, crying beside his deputy. He pushed his nose into Tigerclaw's coarse fur in respect for him. "What happened?" he growled to a random warrior next to him. Darkstripe's eyes glistened as he held back tears, it was hard for Darkstripe to hold it back though. He'd looked up to Tigerclaw who had been the strongest and smartest cat in the clan and suddenly the deputy was gone?
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ΓㄳF fl E
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Post by ΓㄳF fl E on Sept 18, 2009 17:30:49 GMT -8
The wind whistled sweetly int he green-leaf trees, filling the clearing with the smell of new flowers and morning dew. A pure white tom entered his favorite hangout and decided that he was going to do nothing more today, then sprawl out on the soft ground and sleep.
He had already been on two patrols, dawn and a hunting, and the fresh-kill pile was stocked to the max. There was nothing more he needed to do today. He had closed his eyes and found himself drifting off into a soft sleep when soft pawsteps crunched on the forest floor.
It wasn't until the sound's creator was closer and the white tom could smell that the cat was not one he knew, did he open his eyes. Despite the fact that he knew he should have gotten up to face the intruder head on, he found himself unwilling to move. It wasn't until the foreigner spoke that the white tom adjusted his position.
"Well hello there, beautiful. Why are you here in a place like this?"
The white tom was, in all honesty, to tired to care that he had been called beautiful by a tom. He was beautiful, in fact. His white fluffy pelt was poofed out and made him look twice as large as he was, and his crystalline blue eyes watched the silver tabby closely. He chose his worlds carefully, despite his desire to just sleep.
"I am doing nothing more then relaxing." he glanced up at the trees, deciding that he still needed to act upon the warrior code. "You should be aware that you are on territory that has been claimed. Unless you are hear to speak with Bluestar or another ThunderClan cat, I suggest you leave."
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