Warriors of Pure Heart (Warrior Cat RP)

[Ulysses]

Bearheart's eyes passed over the crowd, and stopped on Iceflare. The she-cat had bolted out of the warrior's den, and seemed to be terrified (although of what, Bearheart was unaware); her eyes were wild, and darted every which way, and her pelt was plastered to her sides. "Soulstar," Bearheart whispered, "might I be excused from this gathering for a moment? Iceflare seems to be..." She paused, and her eyes lost their warmth, replaced instead with a barely detectable look of worry. "I think she's unwell. Perhaps I should escort her to Aspenleaf. She may have seen a vision, or some other form of message through a dream from Starclan." Bearheart's claws sunk into the rock beneath her paws and her leg muscles tensed in preparation for jumping off the high rock. "May I ask her what troubles her, Soulstar?"

[Runningdawn]

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Name: Loki
Gender: Tom
Age: 98 moons (8 years and 2 months) - despite his age, he is still active and as capable as possible with his injuries.
Rank: Loner- he's been roaming around Soulclan territory, near the more forested areas, as it it is easier to hide and find prey there (Lokie will join the clan, perhaps not immediately, but eventually)
Appearance: Since his tail is not in the image, I'll let you know it is almost nonexistent - it's a short bobtail that was cut off by some crazy twoleg that ran toward him with a pair of hedge clippers (Yeah, it's a little cruel, I know, but he's had a tough life). Also, his body is covered in scars - some long, some short, some fresh, some old, some covered by fur and some blatantly standing out. They're everywhere on his body. One eye is completely missing, and the other is milky white and blind - Loki cannot see. This picture is just to show his body shape and coat.

Personality: Loki is a very quiet cat, rarely speaking if he is not spoken to first, but he has a nasty temper and holds grudges for a while. If you leave a bad first impression on him, it is likely you will have a very hard time befriending him from that point on. Besides being judgmental, one could argue that Loki's best trait is his heart, which is always in the right place. He has learned to never do anything that will reap only shallow benefits, and would gladly push a friend out of the way in the face of danger, even if it meant losing his own life. He is also very good at handling physical pain, as he has been through a lot, but emotional pain is a different matter. When it comes to feelings, he becomes a bit lost.
History: Loki was, perhaps, cursed from the start. His mother seems as if she could sense an evil presence about him when he was born, and he was name after the Teutonic devil, Loki. He was often battered around by his siblings, finding it wrong to fight (though as he grew he realized it was the only way to keep alive), and was abandoned at barely three months, considered a disgrace by his family. With barely any life experience, no idea how to hunt, and a less-than-average defense, he was easy prey. He was attacked once by a hawk, which was how he lost his right eye. During his younger years, he was targeted many times and received many scars (he also lost his tail to a crazy two-leg). However, he learned quickly, and became an admirable fighter with time. It was a bit funny, and quite careless, how he lost sight in his left eye. He was running away from a large dog, throwing a look over his shoulder, and when he turned his head back around he ran smack-dab into a bush. One branch was thick enough to penetrate his eye (it was lucky that he managed to pull it out), and after weeks of agony it healed over, though he knew he would never see again. He learned to live without sight or love, and up until now has been managing quite well.
Crush: _
Mate: _
Other: _

[Runningdawn]

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Iceflare simply ran, past faint trails that had been made by cats' paws, past tall pines and prickly bushes, past all the territory of Soulclan that she had been through, until she reached the very borders of her home, breathing heavy, her chest heaving. Something was wrong with her... wouldn't she usually talk to another cat about this?
Her chilled eyes stared blankly ahead, fighting to stay focused - she was so exhausted now that all that running had caught up with her, and was battling with the possibility of fainting. In through your nose, out through your mouth... She focused on her breathing, trying to slow her rapid heartbeat, though Iceflare knew that even when she was rested her chest would still be fluttering. The dream had fries her nerves and sent on the edge.

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Loki sniffed softly through the bracken, feeling soft leaves brush past his muzzle, with the occasional hard branch. He had been tracking a mouse, but his meal had appeared to have gotten away. Sighing airily, he was about to turn around, when suddenly, the rapid footsteps of another cat drummed in his ears, heading straight toward him. Thankful he was downwind, Loki side-stepped into the bushes, making a little sound as possible as the cat (a she-cat, from the smell of her) brushed past. She stopped just meters from him - he sucked in his breath and held it, but this feline obviously had no intention of leaving any time soon, and was breathing heavily anyways, so Loki allowed himself the shallowest of breaths.
The cat had an essence of fear, confusion, and frustration around her, so strong that it made Loki's head hurt. Obviously, whatever she had just gone through was intense and terrifying, though he hadn't the faintest clue what it could be. Perhaps if he waited a bit longer, his curiosity would settle?

[snowflake139]

((Please WAIT until I accept you before you start RPing, Runningdawn. Also, when you posted about Iceflare's vision/dream, was that your idea of a prophecy? If it was, then please don't say anything else about the prophecy because 1: I would like to wait until there are more RP'ers before a prophecy. 2: I didn't approve of your prophecy yet. If it wasn't a prophecy and just a random dream, then that's alright.))

[not here sorry!]

Cherrypaw stood up. "I need to practice," she whispered to herself. With claws unsheathed,she raked them in the air as if there was an enemy. She tried the attack again and again,remembering what she needed to do.

[snowflake139]

Soulstar smiled at his apprentice, nodding appreciatively when he saw her practicing. Trotting over, he watched in silence, inspecting his apprentice's technique.

[not here sorry!]

It took Cherrypaw a while to realise Soulstar was near her. "Oh,hi,Soulstar," she purred. The apprentice turned to face her mentor and mewed "Will we learn more?"

[snowflake139]

"Yes," Soulstar replied evenly. "Now, see here, this is called the front paw blow. This move works best if your claws are sheathed. What you do is you build up a lot of power in your front paw. You raise it in the air and slam it down as fast and as hard as you can on your opponent's head. It causes your opponent to get a little dizzy from the impact depending on how strong the blow was and it also disorients them. You try!" Soulstar demonstrated the move on an imaginary enemy.

[- drift.]

SmokeyEye

She heard the same words that ThornClaw had shared with her earlier. "There ill come a great drought, and then a storm will come, as one does after every drought. This has been your second warning from StarClan. The time is drawing near. She stumbled backward, the thought gone, and the image of the tom had vanished. She shook her head, trying to clear the jumble of thoughts in her mind.

[snowflake139]

Soulstar sniffed the air. It seemed stuffier, hotter, drier than usual. Worry tinted his steady hazel gaze as he carefully watched over his apprentice. He heard a rustling in some nearby bushes and watched as a slender young tom came out.
"I am Ryou. I am a loner friend of one of your warriors, Smokeyeye. I have come to visit." The tome said, his eyes glowing with respect for the honorable leader.
"I am Soulstar, leader of Soul Clan." Soulstar replied calmly, his even, deep voice ringing out with no suspicion. "Have you come to see Smokeyeye?" Soulstar already knew about Ryou. Thornclaw had visited him in a dream once telling him about Smokeyeye and Ryou's secret meetings. He didn't mind because he knew Smokeyeye was loyal to her Clan.