ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ １; ＴＨＥ ＳＨＡＴＴＥＲＩＮＧ ʷᵃʳʳᶤᵒʳ ᶜᵃᵗˢ ʳᵖ ° ˡᶤᵐᶤᵗᵉᵈ ˢᵖᵒᵗˢ

[dakotaawolven]

Feathershade

I smile and race after him down the slope. I laugh as I trip and tumble down the hill. It's the first time I've laughed in a long time. I spot a small creek as soon as I stop tumbling and I point it out.
"Come on," I say with a smile as I head toward it. Stopping when I reach the bank, I lap at the water for several minutes. I smile softly at Spark and look around. I spot something shiny in the water and slash my paw deep into the creek, coming up with a silvery fish flopping onto the ground. I take it in my jaws and shake it hard as I crunch down. It stops moving and I smile, setting down. I look up at Spark.
"Ever eat fish?" I ask with a smile, water dripping from my muzzle.

[astro!]

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tags: Feathershade

Spark tripped on a root close to the bank and slipped into the water, getting all wet. Shaking his head merrily,
he climbed out of the water and looked at Feathershade as she swiped up a silvery fish. "I may have done," he
replied, "once." His eyes didn't waver even as a scene flashed into his mind's eye. A pretty tabby she-cat had her
face pressed against Spark's shoulder, and behind her stood a small family of other cats.... Tumbling kits, two
older cats who were watching with pride, several others as well.... Spark shook his head imperceptibly, his
crazy smile intact. "Have you?"

[dakotaawolven]

Feathershade

I notice his face change slightly. Did he have flashback like me? I smile and nod at his question.
"Yeah. My father..." I leave it hanging, closing my eyes for a moment.
"My father taught me to catch them," I say t in almost a whisper. I had never shared any part of my past with anyone. I swallowed hard as a flash of my father and the fox played through. I shake my head, trying to rid myself of the image. But, it doesn't work and the image stays. I open my eyes and it finally disappears. I look over at Spark, a little nervous now. I pushed the fish his way.
"Lets split it," I smile as best I can.

[.galaxy.]

(Bluh, recap??)

[L0v3 I$ Rar3]

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" Oh hello! I don't see very many cats around here ,
so you can lay in my soft moss lined nest. Don't worry,
I don't have any fleas, I take very nice care of my pelt.
How rude of me! My name is Fox. If you hadn't
noticed by now my flame coloredpelt looks like a fox's
pelt, and i have a large bushy tail like a fox too. Oh stop
shivering,I'm not going to eat you like a fox mouse brain!
I'm only about, let me see here. 8 moons,yes thats it.
My age is eight full moons, and yes, i'm a large cat for my age.
Yet it isn't my body that is large, it's my fluffy pelt. Feel it,
it's very thick and soft and makes up most of my size.
Keep your claws sheathed! God what are you , a kittypet?
Thats besides the point, but i must inform you I am a rouge.
Stop looking at me like that! I'm not that evil.
Wait are you a tom? You are? I absolutely hate toms ,
I happen to be a fae. How dare you say I act like a tom! Well
I must admit I'm a little evil. Now let me tell you one thing,you know
how i said i hate toms, your only a kit so I can't hate you.
Kits are precious.Back to me now. Thank you! I know my big
yellow eyes are pretty, I inherit them from my mother. There pure
yellow through and through. No I did not fall into a pile of mud.
My orange pelt is tainted with black on my tail, it goes up
through my back,neck,and onto the top of my head. Your so cute ,
now what are you asking about my whiskers?Yes they are very ,very
long, just like my bushy tail. You could say long tails and whiskers
go hand and hand. Let me tell you about my mother. Her name was Red,
she was a large ginger cat with big beautiful yellow eyes like mine.
My father was bigger than my mother and any cat I knew, he was
the size of a small dog. He looked like a little fox. Now his name was Flame.
I loved my parents so much, but it turned out in the
end they didn't love me as much as I thought. What are you mentioning about those clan
things? Well in my opinion any cat who would join one of those is crazier than a fox
in a fit! But their names are cool, i like the sound of Foxpool. Don't you?
But i'd have to be foxkit, then 'paw.So my rank would be apprentice, and
finally warrior.

"I will describe my shell that no one could break. I am very loyal,
not thinking twice about where my loyalties lie, to no one.
Anyways I don't really like toms at all because toms and faes mate. I
never get close to any cat, or even put forth any effort to try. I shield
my feelings away, and am very cold. I barley talk about herself, or
interact with other cats. Consider yourself lucky I talked to you kittypet.
I always hunt by myself. Some think of me as rude and bitter, not wanting to
talk to cats, snapping when they talk to me. But I am actually scared
I would hurt them, because I can't commit. I live a life of fear.
My real nature is to be gentle; Mild in temperament or behavior; kind or
tender. I have a soothing charm on cats. Yet in the pressure I can
become sharp tongued and use harsh grammar towards others, yet I
really don't mean to be so bitter. There are layers you can peel back
to find the kit in me, the dreamy wide eyed scrap of fur wanting to have
a mate and kits; yet I doesn't want a mate , or do I? You can say she i'm
a dreamer, who dreams of things beyond my reach.You may call me
mischievous. You may use this word to describe me secretive; Inclined to
conceal feelings and intentions or not to disclose information. Only asking
another cat questions and barley skimming over the ones they ask me. Yet
my secretive layer may only come from her mother you could say the way I
was treated as a kit give me a cold personality I holds today. I am kind and
forgiving if you dig deep, no matter how bad you are to me, I will find good in
everything. Even death berries.I wish I could feel this way because it's my true self,
yet I shield it with my outer shell."

"Now my past, where do I start. When I was born to a rouge named Red.
She was a ginger she cat. Her mate was Flame, a large fox like brute.
When my mother was kitting, the smell of blood was very strong, and
a rather large fox came poking around. Spotting the kitting queen in
distress, it tried to kill my mother, but my father stood in the way.
Taking strong and massive swipes at the fox, but that was no use.
The fox took him in it's jaws and ripped his throat out. Yet just as
he died, I was born. I look just like him so my mother thought he was
re born. The fox had been satisfied with the kill and left, not seeking
out any harm to my mother. I had 2 siblings. They were both males
one was ginger just like mom, the other was white and a red color.
After that day my mom started teaching us killing moves, thinking
our dad would come from the dead and kill her because she felt
she was the reason he died. When we were tiny kits she made us
fight each other, and if we didn't fight good enough she would starve
you. She made my brothers kill each other because they knew when
they got older, they needed to win to live. Both of them were frail,
so the fatal injuries they sustained killed them. Then there was just
me. My mother started fighting me herself, some nights I was almost
killed in her mock fights. So a few weeks back I had the final decision,
kill my mother, or die myself. The next morning during our fight, my
mother left her soft belly exposed, seeing my chance I tore her under
side to shreds. I was horrified by what I did, my mother lay on the
ground bleeding out,her last words were 'I'm so so sorry my sweet
child, always remember me as a good mother" This didn't touch my
heart though. Even I was surprised I left her body there not even
bothering to burry it. From then on i lead my life like nothing ever
happened. Yet when a loner found her body, they blamed for her death
and drove me from that little forest. I fled here. My new home"

"Love? Are you asking about that sorry excuse of an emotion? Love
Is a waste of time and blocks up all the rest of your judgement,
and if you feel in love you didn't have that great of judgement
to begin with. I know love is the only reason i'm here right now
but my mother could never love. She was a sorry excuse of a cat.
I feel so bad for my father, If I knew him I would rip his ears off
and ask, " Did you look at what you feel in love with?" Apparently
not would be the answer. Love is a waste of time. Now thats my
like little kit, satisfied?"

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~Forum by; L0v3 I$ Rar3
~Pictures go to there owners.
~For my use only

[AbandionForGood]

READ THE RULES! I have added extra details and will know if you do not read them. c: If you do not follow them I am allowed to kick anyone out.

{I am now reviewing forms so bare with me.}

[xayah]

ᴇᴀɢʟᴇ

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Eagle
39 moons
tags ;;
doing ;; walking

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Eagle had woken up early that day, unable to sleep with the constant whispering in his ears. The cats he saw all the time were restless last night, muttering things to him each second. While it may drive any other cat crazy with the constant visits from imaginary cats, Eagle enjoyed their company. There was almost never a moment he regretted their existence. Many other lone cats didn't have the luxury of another cat to travel with. But Eagle had millions. So many he couldn't keep track of them. The rusty tom slowly lifted himself out of his make shift nest, stretching his stiff limbs with pleasure. He was always on the move, going somewhere he didn't know, and he was certainly thankful for the little sleep he'd gotten. He ignored the rumbles in his belly telling him of their hunger and padded away from his nest. He didn't know where he was going or why, but he'd search for food later. Eagle had gone days without food before, now wouldn't be any different.

{{Suckiest post on the entire planet ;n; no muse, I just had to jump in. Anyone is welcome to find him walking about}}

[AbandionForGood]

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Loner || Male || Tags; Silver

He had began to hum a soft tune as a way to lessen the silence around him, and Hatter yawned again, hearing Silver stir and mumble something within his fur. The weight on his back was taken away immediately as the she-cat jumped off his back and face-planted the snow. Hatter turned and laughed, shaking his head as the she-cat murmured a good morning and shook the snow from her pelt. What is it with you and snow?" The tom laughed, shaking his head once again. "No need to apologise, I'm glad you slept well, you needed it." Taking this as a chance for a break, Hatter sat down, curling his tail around his paws and sighing in relief. Though, his look was one of concern as Silver offered to hunt, and Hatter blinked a few times, before deciding to respond. "Are you sure, lass? I can hunt for myself, I don't mind," he spoke, before sighing and nodding as Silver said she wouldn't disappear on him. "Well, alright, but as soon as that paw starts to cause you grief, stop. Okay? I don't want you to injure yourself worse than what you were." Hatter yawned and positioned himself into a laying position, looking over at Silver. "May the sun warm your back and the prey jump into your paws." Hatter spoke, his tone leaking with exhaustion. He dropped his head and closed his eyes, immediately succumbing to the depths of sleep, a soft snore coming from his stocky frame.

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Looks Form
Sнe-cαт
Rouge {Wαrrιor} - Ձ0 Mooɴѕ
Locαтιoɴ & wιтн: XX
Mαтe/crυѕн: None
"Speech" Thoughts

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ＳＩＬＶＥＲ {ＷＩＮＧ}

➟ The small she-cat purred when she noticed that he had fallen asleep so quickly. Making her way through the snowy forest, Silver lifted her muzzle to taste the air. After awhile, the scent of rabbit filled her mouth, making her even more hungry. Slowly stalking toward the scent, the rabbit seemed to be looking for extra food. Everything slowed down for the tabby, making every calculation she needed. Slowly crouching down, Silver waited for the rabbit to lower its head once more before pouncing. Her teeth sank deep, killing the rabbit almost instantly. The warrior code states that Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to Starclan for its life. The starry ancestor purred in her mind as Silver gave them her thanks. Prey is scarce this time of year, it would be a shame for a cat to waste a good piece of prey. I respect this rule, it is fully accepted in my book. I am sure others will agree. Picking up the brown rabbit, The tabby trotted back toward the area she came from. Soon the toms shape came into view, stopping in her tracks. I should wake him up so his prey does not become frozen. Poking him with her paw and dropping the rabbit in front of him, she was about to go out and get another. I'm sure he doesn't want to share, I just need to make sure he wakes up. Thinking quietly while stretching her sore leg. It ached because of the cold weather, but that was about it.

It is now mid-day and the cats will meet on page 20. Head to the largest oak tree c: PM me if you wish to be leader or deputy

{Also Honey cannot be accepted since there is no adult she-cat spots available. There is an apprentice she-cat spot open though c: Reserved until you respond.

Nepeta♥Karkat look at the recap on the front page c:}

[Greenleaf]

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Loner || Female || Tags; Reddish

The tom stumbled back, clearly surprised by her entrance, and Newt snorted, flicking her tail. She wasn't that scary looking, was she? He seemed a tad nervous, but Newt understood the feeling. After all, it was a bit odd for a fluffy cat to just appear out of nowhere and introduce themselves. As the tom introduced himself as Reddish, and added in that he didn't expect to see any other cats, Newt dipped her head in a civil greeting, flicking her ears as Reddish requested her name. He seemed nice enough, and didn't seem to have an interest in ripping her pelt off, so introducing herself didn't seem too bad of an idea. "A pleasure, Reddish." Newt replied, looking down at the young tom. "My name would happen to be Newt. It's nice to meet you." Her blue eyes peered down at the tom, and she tilted her head to the side. "You travelling by yourself, bud?" she asked. "Do excuse me for prying, just sheer curiosity."

"Yeah," Reddish replied, beginning to relax. After being alone for nearly one moon, it was surprisingly pleasant to have someone to talk to. "My family died some time ago," he admitted, "and I've been trapped in this valley ever since. I've been sorta paranoid the past few days."
His mew took on an embarrassed tone, and surprising even himself, he suddenly asked, "Are you traveling alone, too? Maybe we can travel together,"

(I will be away for two days, and it is unlikely if I will have any Internet. Thanks. :3)

[Z4XX0N]

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Loner || Male || Tags; Silver

His frame rose and fell from his light breathing, the feeling of cold seeping into his fur. However, the feeling of exhaustion was enough to overrule the cold. His tail swept from side to side, pushing pieces of snow out of its wake, and a shaky sigh left his form as Hatter rolled over. Bright blue eyes snapped open as something was dropped in front of him, and Hatter was quick to raise his head, eyes looking down at the brown rabbit that had been placed in front of him. Yawning and sitting up, Hatter blinked a few times and shook a few pieces of snow from his fur. "Thank-you, Silver." he murmured graciously, looking back down at the prey. Wouldn't she be hungry, too? She needed the strength more than he, anyways. Bending down, he tore a few small pieces of meat off, and placed them in the snow, before pushing the rest over to his companion, and gesturing to it with his tail. "Prey is hard to find. It's best we leave some for the other cats coming this way. Eat." With his stature dignified, Hatter bent down, and was quick to consume his feel. It wasn't a whole heap, but it would be enough to last him until they arrived at the old oak. He rose to his paws, Hatter blinked and stared up at the sky, ears twitching. "Let me know when you are ready to go, we shouldn't be too far away. Hopefully we'll be one of the first there." he spoke, a smile twitching on his muzzle as he looked back at the tabby she-cat.

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Loner || Female || Tags; Reddish

Looking down at the young tom, Newt sighed as Reddish explained his situation, and how he was travelling alone in the valley. "Ah, that's no good to hear," Newt murmured, looking away from Reddish, twitching her ears. She tilted her head in response to Reddish's offer, and she was quiet for a few moments. Well, she wasn't really looking for a travelling companion, but the tom was alone, and there was a possibility that he could get hurt... But why did this bother her so? She wasn't entirely sure, but the thought was promptly pushed from her mind. "That sounds like a rather good idea, it looks like we were going in the same direction, anyway!" Newt replied, beaming down at the younger cat.