Sands and Seas [Semi-Lit Winged Cat RP] Accepting!

[Dream of Eternity]

Username: Dream of Eternity
Cat's Name: Tyzera
Gender: Female
Age: 21 Moons
Species: Non-Winged Cat
Flock: Protecters Flock
Position: Female Commander
Personality: Tyzera strives to be the best. She is a rather normal cat- loving to socialize and have fun- but when it comes to competition a whole different side shows. She becomes cold and unmerciful, absorbed in the exhilaration of the fight. When she doesn't win she is extremely hard on herself, and is very stubborn and competitive. Tyzera will not back down from a fight, and is a little vain. She used to be much more social, but now devotes most of he time to training. Because of this, she is harsh and passionate, much like the fight she loves. Wishes she was a winged cat and feels that she has to work extra hard to make up for her lack of wings. Deep inside she wishes a male would love her, but she thinks that no one would desire her because she doesn't have wings.
Physical Description: Tyzera has a base coat color of a golden orange color. She has fierce emerald green eyes that seem to blaze like green fire during a fight. Her pelt is covered with brownish black tiger stripes, the outsides of the stripes tinged with a tannish gold color. The stripes almost form a mask on her face, making her all the more intimidating and fierce. It is rare for her to appear soft or feminine.
Skills: Battling and fighting. She is very agile and clever, making up wonderful fighting moves on the spot when needed.
Weaknesses: Highly competitive and beats herself up when she loses. She also secretly has a low self
esteem and doesn't have good social skills. Thinks no male will desire her as a mate because she is wingless.
History: Tyzera was the only kitten of her litter to be born without wings. While all of the other frolicked in the sky, she was stuck on the ground. Because of this she became highly competitive and would beat herself up when she lost because she was afraid of ridicule from the other winged cats. Because of this fear of ridicule she tried as hard as she could in training- often almost passing out from sheer exhaustion- and won almost every fight she got into. Soon enough she was the Female Commander, and holds the position with all the pride her low self esteem will allow.
Family/Kin: Her parents both drowned in a terrible accident. Because of this she has a fear of deep water; anything past her upper leg makes her heart race.
Crush/Mate: None, see Personality section for reason
Other: In her spare time, she trains almost non stop.
Roleplaying Sample Tyzera stalked her invisible enemy, her whiskers twitching in exhilaration. With a hiss she launched herself at thin air, tumbling around in the sand and finally appearing to pin an invisible foe. She got up, dusted herself off, and looked at the air beneath her paw with contempt. "None can match Tyzera." She growled, her eyes glittering with the fierce glow of the fight.

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[I'll add you. BTW: I'm obsessed with the spinning cat in your avatar.]

[Cloudsong]

Username: Cloudsong
Cat's Name: Iza
Gender: Female
Age: Nine moons
Species: Winged cat
Flock: Training.
Position: Training to be part of the Fishing Flock
Personality: Iza is a cat that is always on the go; she enjoys getting into mischief, and imagine that she is in her own universe at times. To Iza, friendship is a key component to her every-day life, and she cannot stand being by herself. She considers her entire flock a family, and that is why she is training to become part of the Fishing Flock; to be able to feed everyone, and make a contribution she feels is worthy.
Physical Description: A small tabby she-cat with a white chest, white tail-tip, and white paws; striking blue eyes. Her wings are white. Her frame is fit for hunting, with strong feet and good speed.
Skills: Hunting for catfish, and being a very fast flier. She prides herself in catching dragonflies, though no one cares about that; it is prey too small to feed the Clan.
Weaknesses: She is a terrible fighter, and can't defend herself if her life depended on it.
History: Iza came to the Clan at a young age, having not been accepted by anyone. All of the normal non-winged cats shunned her, and since she was too young, she could not take care of herself. When she was found in their territory, she was half-dead from hunger, and needed help to come back to health.
Family/Kin: None.
Crush/Mate: Open?
Other: None
Roleplaying Sample Search through my posts? >:D

[Dream of Eternity]

{Haha thanks! Considering making a Royal, too.}

Tyzera paced restlessly on the sand, her eyes flicking up to longingly watch the winged cats every now and then. She sighed softly and dug her claws into the sand. At the moment she was pondering whether to train in the forest, or in the ocean. Water fighting made her nervous, but that was all the more reason to train in it. She had to confront her fears eventually..

[duckteeth]

Peregrine landed on the golden sand in the shade formed by the cliffs. Soft splotches of slight darkness lined the beach due to the slightly cloudy weather. Darker clouds framed the horizon, and Peregrin believed that there would be some rain later in the day or tommorrow, judging by the way the breeze was blowing. He figured he ought to catch enough food today with the Flock to fill up to stores in case of a storm.

[FoldєdPapєrHєarts]

Username:
Sєt.Mє.Frєє.
Cat's Name:
Jay
Gender:
Male
Age:
Fourteen Moons
Species:
Wingless Cat
Flock:
Royal Flock, but at the moment he is under the care of the Medicinal Flock.
Position:
Guard, but at the moment Injured.
Personality:
Jay tends to get something into his head and then sticks to it. He is a very stubborn young cat, and refuses to believe anything other than what he thinks. Other cats have a hard time changing his mind once he sets it on something, if they can do it at all. He tends to be a bit clumsy because of his rather large paws, but he does his best to work around that and tries to be careful. Jay is a bit forgetful, at times. Unlike some of the other cats who don't have wings, he doesn't care that he is wingless. He is actually grateful for having no wings; he claims that they would only get into his way.
Physical Description:
A medium-sized tom with rather large paws for his size. He is constantly tripping over them, resulting in him being called clumsy. He is rather powerful because of his size. His fur is a silver-grey color with darker grey stripes running throughout it. His muzzle, chest and stomach are a creamy white and his eyes are a light blue.
Skills:
He is rather powerful and strong, considering his size.
Weaknesses:
He is rather clumsy. Jay is also forgetful, at times. At the moment, he cannot do very much due to his back leg being broken.
History:
Ever since he had been a fledge, just learning to fly, Jay had wanted to be a Guard. Unlike the other cats his age, who were clueless as to what they wanted to do with their lives, Jay was set on being a Guard and nothing else; he wanted to protect the Royal Flock and saw that as the best thing he could ever do. When he was young, with his parents-who were getting old, when they had Jay-he had a fairly normal life. At a young age, his parents both died from old age. They had been too old to have kits anyway and it was a miracle that Desti-Jay's mother-even survived giving birth to him. Jay took it hard, for he had been close to both of them, but after about a moon he finally moved on. Or, at least, a little bit.
Recently, he was in a bit of an accident. While taking a small swim in the sea, a large wave crashed into Jay. While being pushed under the water, trying desperately to get back up, his back foot hit against a rather large rock, breaking his leg. He was immidiately put under the care of the Medicinal Flock, much to his anger.
Family/Kin:
Lilo [father], Desti [mother]. Both dead.
Crush/Mate:
Open.
Other:
Jay is hating being injured and, at the moment, is a tad bit restless. He just wants to go back to being a Guard, but unfortunately is unable to do so because of his injury.
Roleplaying Sample:
See my last form for sample. :3

Here is my other character. ^^" Took me long enough, I know. D:
Oh, and bump for Rayven's post? :3

[Dream of Eternity]

Username: Dream of Eternity
Cat's Name: Dance
Gender: Female
Age: 15 moons
Species: Winged Cat
Flock: Royal
Position: Princess
Personality: Dance is a bit vain, really. Being in the Royal Flock has made her think better of herself, as has living in the lap of Luxury. She is used to getting what she wants and will get annoyed if she doesn't, although she won't throw a fit. Loves to socialize, has a bit of a "popular girl" mindset. She will manipulate cats if she needs to, but doesn't like doing this if she doesn't have to.
Physical Description: Dance has a stunning, lustrous raven black pelt. In the sunlight, it appears to be deep purple or navy blue. Her eyes are a very unusual shade of amethyst and they stand out prominently against her dark pelt. Her wings are tinged with silver on the edges of the feathers, giving her an overall beautiful appearance.
Skills: Dance is very skilled socially and knows how to talk herself out of anything. She also can fight nicely, but almost never does due to her being a Royal. She also loves to swim, but does not slow herself to be committed to the point of being known as a Wetfeather. This, she fears,will ruin her Golden Girl reputation.
Weaknesses: Dance does not excel at hunting. At all. She cannot be silent while stalking prey, so it is a relief to her that she is a Royal. She also lives in constant fear of losing her reputation as the Golden Girl of the group, and will manipulate if needed.
History: Dance was born to the King and Queen, and has lived in luxury from birth. She is used to being treated well and doesn't know how to deal with rejection, hate, or loss. Being catered to all her life, she had plenty of time to socialize and has gained a reputation as the Group's Golden Girl.
Family/Kin: The King and Queen- parents. Siblings...maybe? xD
Crush/Mate: She is currently open to flirting and is searching for a mate, but expects males to come to her. No one has caught her eye yet, but she is certain the right one is out there.
Other: Considered the Group's Golden Girl
Roleplaying Sample You can see a sample above ^.^

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[I'll add you all :3 Also, I'm going to be adding a new rule sometime today; Only 3 positions of power per person.]

Flicker stood up, stretching her long legs as her body curved into an arc. Sitting down again, she wrapped her thin tail around her paws. "I honestly hope I was dreaming. The last thing we need are dogs here." She looked up at the cliffs and where she believed she had heard the howling from. "I suppose I oughta alert the Guard Commanders. I doubt they'd take my word for it, though."

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Rayven thought for a moment before shaking his head. "No, they would probably listen to whatever you had to say, considering that it is about dogs. They probably have to listen to anything concerning dogs, or anything of the sort." Rayven's ears flicked one way, then another as he listened to the sounds of the waves crashing next to them. He turned his head, studying the sway of the waves. They had a gentle rythm to them, it seemed. Rayven could understand why Flicker and many other cats could become obsessed with watching the waves. They were calming, in a way.
Turning his gaze back to Flicker, Rayven blinked slowly, thoughtfully at her. "Are you going to mention it? It would probably be best, just in case. I doubt you'd dream up something like that." Rayven could only imagine the kind of things that canines could do, would do, if they got into the area. They would surely kill many, or at least injure them. All cats had been told to stay away from all canines, for they brought nothing but trouble. Rayven could see, though, why Flicker might not want to say anything; if she had just imagined hearing the dogs, then those who she told might get angry, and think she had just been lying to them.

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Jay's gaze drifted from one spot to the next as he looked around from his spot on the cliff. He had found this was a nice spot to be able to look around the entire area, considering how high up it was. Plus, since he couldn't really do much because of his leg, he had nothing better to do than sit around.
Actually, that wasn't the truth. He did have better things to do, but he wasn't allowed. Jay sighed softly to himself at that. He would be fine if they let him go back to being a Guard, he knew he would be. However, no one believed him and they felt resting was the best option. Letting his claws out, they dug into the dirt below his paws. Resting was the last thing he wanted to do right now.

[Cloudsong]

Iza let out a purr of delight as she soared over the lake, swooping up and down as she felt the cool breeze that whipped against her face. She loved flying; it was an amazing sensation that would make her feet so happy... so free. Like a bird, almost. As she flapped her feathery-wings, she directed her adventures to the shallow waters, keeping her eyes open wide for fish that liked to dwell in the warmer waters near shore. As she spotted a particularly slow catfish that was swimming on its own along a pebble sand-bar, her eyes lit up, and she quietly approached, taking care to not let her shadow go across it; it would get scared and retreat to deeper waters. She circled it quietly, calculating the right moment to plunge, just as she had been taught to do. Iza licked her lips as she thought of how delicious it would taste. After a while of stalking in mid-air, she plunged, diving down in a spiral.

The dive didn't turn out successful. She collided with the water harder than she expected, and it knocked her off balance, causing the fish to swim away in terror, and Iza falling herself into the water. As she splashed around, humiliated, she looked around desperately for shore. It was still a way off. Cursing her lack of swimming skills, she tried to take flight, and was unsuccessful. Her wings were wet, and didn't catch the wind. Hissing, she kept on swimming until she found a higher sand-bar, where she could feel her paws make contact with the sand.