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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 19, 2013 16:37:35 GMT -5
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Burning with the knowledge I`ve gained, though I have yet to Patch it all up I remain....
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Swimming through the ashes of another life No real reason to accept the way things have changed In these times of doing what you're told Keep these feelings, no one knows What ever happened to the young man's heart Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart...
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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 19, 2013 16:13:39 GMT -5
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_____________________ Soaringpaw shuffled her paws vigorously as Eagleflight neared. She was prepared for a speech, prepared for some sort of lecture. She was not however prepared for him asking her if she was alright. Shrugging her muscles she felt out each limb giving herself a through check. Nothing felt out of place, and her body felt tender almost sore, but nothing hurt her. She absentmindedly shook her head no to answer him, and to affirm for herself that she was indeed still in one piece.
Ready to breathe a sigh of relief at the lack of lecture, she held her tounge as he started to speak again. First to her surprise she was praised for her speed and felt her chest swell at that. I'm going to be the fastest runner the clan has ever seen! This time she also heard him speak about watching out for her surroundings. She sheepishly grinned up at him when he said this, because she had indeed learned the hard way that things could get in her way even if they weren't moving.
Abruptly afterwards he turned tail pausing to look back at her, and told her that they were to actually continue and start the lesson at hand. Soaringpaw now renewed with excitement let the questions flow, because if she wasn't supposed to see and chase the rabbit she didn't understand what they were looking for. " But whats the point of standing up there and staring off into space? Its not like prey is going to fall over if we stare at it. Are we watching for danger from other clans?" She followed him back up the hill, with a very questioning look plastered to her face.
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: Each feather it fell from skin Till threadbare while she grew thin How were my eyes so blinded? Each feather it fell from skin
And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low
A gray sky, a bitter sting A rain cloud, a crane on wing All out beyond horizon A grey sky, a bitter sting 360 words. Comments: I'm excited about them.
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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 19, 2013 10:25:38 GMT -5
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Rampaging through the clan, because anyone with warrior training would hardly call what she was doing just now anything else, she sprinted like an untrained youth after a much treasured prize. Had this attempt by her been during leafbare, it was unlikely she would have been able to even get near the hare, for her footing was poor, and its was sure and strong. Whiskers twitching in the wind with longing and anticipation of a catch she could already visualize raced in her mind. She let feelings of grandeur spread across her pelt as she imagined her mentor praising her for a fine catch on her first hunt.
This of course was to be short lived, and as the day was already proving to be very dream shattering for her, it would be hard pressed to let her simply have a rabbit. Perhaps it was the will of starclan to teach this apprentice the hard way and not let her excessive energy be her undoing, but for one reason or another she completely missed the gnarled root jutting out from the ground. The rabbit, its tattered golden brown fur just in front of her nose, so close she could taste it, jumped over the root swiftly and with an intent that almost made it look planned. Poor Soaringpaw was too hot on its heels to be able to turn, or jump herself. Her only option would have been to duck, but she was untrained, and her reactions for such things were not very good.
Out of the corner of her eye as she went sailing to the ground for the second time today, she caught her mentor sitting up on the hill watching her. The amount of failure pulling at her, was immense and she felt for the first time ever very foolish. This wasn't like the stories her grand dad had told her. Shroudedsight had never spoken of the complications of hunting rabbits. As she shakily rose to her paws she had an insight. Maybe that's what her mentor was for then? She shuffled her paws while waiting for him to react to her attempt, she honestly hadn't known just how off it was, she only knew she missed the rabbit.
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: Each feather it fell from skin Till threadbare while she grew thin How were my eyes so blinded? Each feather it fell from skin
And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low
A gray sky, a bitter sting A rain cloud, a crane on wing All out beyond horizon A grey sky, a bitter sting 420 words. Comments: I'm excited about them.
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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 19, 2013 10:03:32 GMT -5
Hey guys I have a tom in riverclan that I am making and he needs some siblings. I have in mind one she cat and two toms. Burningpatch Is my cats name and his history actually stems from another warriors rp I was on. His siblings on that site never made it past being apprentices, so I thought it would be fun to change it up and give him some siblings to sharpen or dampen his otherwise surly attitude. I am willing to work with you on names for them, but this is as far as they got before. I will change the fate of the cats in his bio's history once I know if he has siblings. Might be fun, and im excited to see if anyone is interested. BIOThere names are... Juniper(suffix optional) - shecat[/s] (open Tom 1 pike (suffix optional) (open Tom 2 ( open)
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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 19, 2013 9:58:20 GMT -5
Name: Burningpatch - Burningpaw - BurningkitAge: 28 moons Gender: Tom Clan: RiverClan Desired Rank: Warrior Appearance: Burningpatch looks like this. Surly looking long haired medium gray maine coone with a big patch of darker gray stretching over his back. He has the darker gray fur more situated by his shoulder blades, and the color comapared to the rest of his pelt looks as though it could have been singed by fire. He has ember orange eyes, that also echo his name sake. On his left side he has an area of his belly that is tinted orange. This stems from their heritage and is a pelt color he picked up from his father's side. His face is usually very blank, not showing much emotion unless he is calculating something. Then you can see a glimmer of interest unmistakable, the interest of one studying prey. Personality: Even when he was a paw he seemed to carry a wisdom stronger then his age. He used to be quite good at blending into the life of the camp, and his array of colors in his fur made it easier for him to slink and hide into creaveses and shadows. Overall he is a very content and watchful tom, he doesn't fuss over somethings, except for one. He father's death. He has the mood of a cat that carries a dark secret, though he also likes to think of himself as an expert in stealth and lets that notion go to his head frequently. History: As a kit he was born on a stormy night with the rest of his litter of four. Not born first or last, he was one of the middle kits in the family. His parents were very different from one another but shared a deep binding love that few warriors could hold acclaim to. His father ashpatch was a shorthaired gray tom and carried a darker patch on his back similar to Buningpatch's, and his mother was an all black long haired maine coone with amber eyes. His pelt and eyes steming from his mother. His kitting was slightly different, as his fathers sister at the time Stoneflower had passed away while having kits of her own. Only two of which had survived, and Nighthunter was given charge of there care. Often they were looked after much more sternly then her own kits were, and Burningpaw resenting this started to focus on his own talents of blending in and becoming a smokey figure in the background.
His mentor was Badgerface, not a very appealing tom, he had scars all over his face and a terrible attitude. Badgerface pushed Burningpaw hard and he became quick on his paws and used his skill to sneak away whenever he couldn't bare to face his family. See during this time, his cousins the two kits raised with him and his siblings had died hit by a monster and one killed by greencough. His father Ashpatch was so stricken that he went mad literally losing his mind day by day. One day he would remember his family and they next he would wander aimlessly through the forest.
It was on one of his terribly bad days that he was wandering in the forest when he came face to face with his father. Burningpatch was a terribly bitter individual and mocked the old tom for abandoning him and his mother, who was very grief sticken from her mates illness and the loss of the other two apprentices. He nudged his father, when he stumbled on him on accident , and Ashpatch fell hitting a rock and falling dead in the forest. Horrified, he dragged his father's body back to the camp, and said he found him like that in the woods and described how he had seen a rock with blood on it. That same night, he received his warrior name of Burningpatch to honor his father's name and memory. Something his mother was proud of, but he was loathe to feel he deserved. Relatives: mother - Nighthunter Father - Ashpatch Siblings- Juniperpaw, Reedpaw, Tangledpaw RP Sample: not needed Other: I plan on making his mother Nighthunter - my namesake lol and wouldn't mind a love thing happening with her, but we'll see. Other Cats:
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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 19, 2013 0:16:02 GMT -5
This is my humble squad of kitties, beware they have been a bit rowdy lately, but go ahead and look over there information anyway.
Thunderclan Toms:1 She cats:0 Apprentices:1 - Tornpaw Warriors: Kits: Windclan Toms: She cats:1 - Soaringpaw Apprentices:1 Warriors: Kits: Riverclan Toms:2 She cats: Apprentices: Warriors:1 - Burningpatch Kits: Position: Leader - Hailstar Shadowclan Toms:1 She cats: Apprentices: Warriors:1 - Mudtail Kits:
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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 19, 2013 0:07:07 GMT -5
Name: Gustpaw - GustkitAge: 7 moons Gender: Tom Clan: WindClan Desired Rank: Apprentice Appearance: eyes pelt build muscles other Personality: flighty moody tough guy bold History: Dawnwing - mother Skyleap - Father Starlingpaw - sister Foxpaw - brother Relatives: RP Sample: Other: Other Cats:
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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 19, 2013 0:00:57 GMT -5
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_____________________ Getting her bearings again was something she was having trouble with, as she could have sworn she had seen a rabbit run around her head. Blinking her walnut brown eyes, the orbs stretched wide from her rather recent heart jerking fall, she could make out the small cloud of dirt settling from her fall. She felt a paw prod her pelt, and a lecture reach her ginger colored ears as she moved to get up. Brilliant Soaringpaw already he is lecturing you. It seemed that her mentor had obviously no intention of feeling sorry for her troubles, which sort of sent her brow furrowing in annoyance. Still it was an early day and she could make up for her folly, and the realization of that set her moods up again and had her excited, and her eyes shinning once more.
She bounded up on her paws off the ground at hearing his words about lessons. She had completely of course avoided hearing his mentioning of watching her surroundings as she had previously been trying to lick her big white belly clean. She sat next to him and looked briefly at where he was looking then looked to his face then the land and to his face as if trying to figure out what it was he was starring at. What was it she was supposed to see? Was there something happening downhill? Was the camp being attacked? Scrunching up her face she stood and leaned her head out over the hill more directly trying really hard to focus before sighing and sitting back down with a huff sending a small puff of collected dirt off her coat.
Turning her head around, she noticed a rabbit not too far away, and she glanced up at Eagleflight to see if he noticed her, but decided to move for it anyway. Besides since it was so close she thought she would have no problem catching it with her speed. She was a Windclanner, she could out run a silly rabbit.
Bunching up her paws without any real practiced form, she pushed off her hind paws and leap down the backside of the hills and charged straight for the rabbit. The rabbit's eyes grew wide and hollow at her charge. Of course it noticed her, since it would have been ridiculously hard for it not to. In a rush it dashed off, with her hot on its heels. It must have made for quite a show to see the wily rabbit against a clumsy footed young apprentice.
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: Each feather it fell from skin Till threadbare while she grew thin How were my eyes so blinded? Each feather it fell from skin
And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low
A gray sky, a bitter sting A rain cloud, a crane on wing All out beyond horizon A grey sky, a bitter sting 498 words. Comments: I'm excited about them.
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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 18, 2013 22:04:17 GMT -5
Here is the list of npcs that staffers and members can feel free to rp to add a little flair to there posts.
Stricly staff npc's
Badgers Dogs Twolegs Snakes Prey Foxes Horse Sheep Starclan cats Dark Forest cats
Member created NPC's none yet
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Post by Nighthunter on Feb 18, 2013 21:13:46 GMT -5
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_____________________ Sweeping across the moor Soaringpaw dashed using her long limber body to pick up speed easily. She could feel her toes curling into each foot hole in the ground only to spring away to the next and it was exhilarating. Today was a special day for her, since it was her second day as an apprentice and yesterday she had been out exploring the territory with her mentor the deputy of Windclan Eagleflight. She was so excited, with him being deputy that meant that she would learn a ton of things and that he was experienced. She had no clue that it wasn't her thirst for knowledge that had landed him as her mentor, but her knack for getting into trouble, and her overly energetic nature. Sure she was a bright young cat, but like most apprentices she was quicker about where she was going rather then what was going on along the way.
Her tail whipped around, streaking I the wind as she turned widely nearly falling into a rabbit hole. Rabbit hill was where they were training today, and Eagleflight and her were to start bright an early. She had barely slept even with the long treck through the territory the day before, she had been wide awake and her sister Daypaw had swatted her before crashing in her own nest. She never really thought her chattering was a problem and resented those that didn't enjoy a good friendly conversation.
Grinning she looked ahead, as she had rarely looked elsewhere the entire journey, and that included down. That soon became her downfall literally as her paw caught a rabbit hole that was slightly hidden in the grass, and hard to see. Tumbling foreword and rolling to a stop she landed in a heap of dirt. Ironically a rabbit happened to be in the hole nearest her face and it blinked at her, and dashed off, while she lay trying to figure out which way the sky was and if she was still falling.
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: Each feather it fell from skin Till threadbare while she grew thin How were my eyes so blinded? Each feather it fell from skin
And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low
A gray sky, a bitter sting A rain cloud, a crane on wing All out beyond horizon A grey sky, a bitter sting 345 words. Comments: I'm excited about them.
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