Bone_Dragon_Queen wrote:Username: Luna85echo
Cat Name: Shadow of the Raven{Raven}
Age:3
Gender:female
Tribe Rank:Sailor
Description of looks (if picture, you dont have to put this): Pure jet black, has green eyes.
Personality:Quiet, smart, skilled in combat, reserved, shy, anti-social yet loyal to the tribe.
Scent (optional): Scent is that is that of the sea and coconut trees.
Family:unknown
History (optional):
Mate, Crush, Ect.: open for crush
Theme Song (optional):
Did anyone refer you to this roleplay?: Lucy34
Other:Sharks are carnivorous fish whom has many sets of teeth of which grow back when the main set gets lost/broken during feeding time or fighting.
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Shadow That Dances at Night
It was time. The lithe dark brown tabby tom made his way towards the entrance of the ship. He took a stance on one of the flat boulders outside the entrance where he assumed elders and apprentices sunned themselves. Shadow cleared his throat, narrowing his eyes against the bright blur of the sun dipping below the horizon line. The sky was dotted in majestic red clouds, and seagulls in the distance gave the scene a melancholy effect.
"I would like everyone's attention! There are going to be some changes around here. To being with, I would like to formally say farewell to Tempest, whom is being exiled on account of killing a kit," he paused to see if anyone challenged him on this statement before continuing,"and for overall aggressive behavior towards outsiders like myself and those below." Shadow gestured towards his actual tribe mates, holding back a smirk of satisfaction as many examined their wounds.
"Gaze, you may choose which cats to take with you. You have three days to return, or else I will suspect something went wrong. You may leave as soon as you are ready."
Shadow waited for the commotion to die down, flexing his claws against the rock as it began to lose its warmth. His claws left gouges in the smooth surface, standing out against the dark surface. He was going to leave a mark on this tribe, whether they liked it or not. It was time to explain their new lives.
"Tribe of the Black Pearl, my name is Shadow that Dances at Night, though you are allowed to shorten it to Shadow. I will be your new captain. I will be short with the new rankings and information, but I will take questions at the end." Shadow knew he was going to get a reaction out of them with his next statement.
"The religion of the tribe will no longer be in favor of Arcadia, but rather for Swashbuckler -- the forgotten hero of the Black Pearl. He is the rightful religion we should be worshiping. Arcadia is merely a myth, and rightfully so. Turtle will be leader alongside me, and she is to be treated with the utmost respect. The rank of lieutenant will be dismissed until I find a cat with the proper abilities to fill the role. Surgeons will have to hunt and fight like everyone else. What is the point of having a surgeon when no one in the tribe is seriously sick at the moment? Their knowledge will be respected, but there is no need for them to be on call during a time of prosper." There were no surgeons in the rogue tribe. Whoever had medical knowledge would be given prey in exchange for healing, but he assumed that it was too strong a move to make as of now. Perhaps it would be implemented in later on. "Are there any questions . . . or objections?" The last word hung in the air, green eyes narrowed to slits, hoping someone would dare question his authority.
Tags: Whole tribe (both rogue and Black Pearl)
Eye of the Eerie Tempest
"Thank you all for your support. I will do my best to keep safe." he nodded his head gratefully to each in turn, not letting them notice the worry that gripped his heart. Outcast Isle was meant to cause pain and suffering. It was a flat stretch of sand with a scarce amount of prey. Fresh water could only be found when it rained, and a hole had to be dug prior in order to retrieve the precious liquid. It was much different than the place they called home where a lake provided water and a forest hid essential prey. Tempest rose to his paws in preparation of the exile, tail slowly lashing behind him. The meeting had his pelt growing hot with anger. Arcadia had always been their religion. Their ancestors resided in the Arcadian land.
Tags: Fire, Spirit, Gaze
Flower That Blooms in Shade
Flower felt more comforted hearing the words from Crow than anyone else, probably because she would never expect the likes to come from her. It was not long before the hopeful words turned back to grumpy snaps, but it had been enough to catch her attention. The she-cat held back a purr of amusement, tail gently brushing Crow's shoulder as she passed by into the brush. The old mouse she had caught was placed delicately in the shade, out of the sun's rays. Her ears tuned forward, hearing small scuttles in the brush. She returned a few moments later with a colorful bird she did not know the name of. It was probably eatable, or at least she assumed all birds were edible.
Tags: Minnow and Crow
Stream Where Small Fish Swim
"Let's go listen to the meeting." she murmured silently when she heard Shadow's call. Stream stuck by Sunrise, not trusting the various unknown felines that dotted the outside of the ship. She stopped slightly inside of the ship, hoping Sunrise would do the same. Stream was unwilling to let anyone, young or old, go near the felines she had no trust for as of yet. Tempest would surely do the same if he had any say in the matter.
Tags: Sunrise