Ƭ ι м в ɛ я Ɔ ℓ α и .|. ACCEPTING

[spicy]

{ There's a phroficy with powers? That's so cool! COuld I make another charrie to be the wind?? }

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

((Fire? Oh thats percect! That could br how Flickerkit discovers her powers! And there could be a flood and Rainpae could discover her powers, and a rockslide for Featherpaw! Mistydawn already figured hers out. Dang... I think we are missing a wind. Frostpaw was supposef to be but I think theyre inactive... So... The wind position in the propecy is open! They have to be a descendant of Heathetstar last leader of WindClan (Qt least Im pretty sure it was WindClan... Yeah) and Id prefer if they were an olfer apprentice or young warrior))

[ѕнαdy]

{ – I claim this! Please? I shall make the character now.– }

[spicy]

{ There's a phroficy with powers? That's so cool! COuld I make another charrie to be the wind?? }

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

((So Bad asked first D: sorry Doggie!))

[ѕнαdy]

Иαмɛ
" I am the noble Sparrowpaw."

Ǥɛи∂ɛя
" A male of course. I prefer those of the female stance to love me."

Aɢɛ
" Just turned 11 moons."

Яαиκ
" A squire, or apprentice of TimberClan."

Ɖɛƨιяɛ∂ Яαиκ
" The mighty rank of warrior is suitable."

Ƥɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ
text here. make sure to use descriptive, full sentences. include fears, history, strengths, etc.

Ғʋя Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи
Being a WindClan descendant, Sparrowpaw has short fur that's a touch coarse. He doesnt mind the texture and keeps it clean. His fur is a dark, muddy brown on his back that lightens into white by his paws. Being a tabby, dark black stripes etch his fur across everything but his ears and paws.

Єʏɛ Ɔσℓσя
Similiar to his fur, Sparrowpaw's eyes area dark brown on the edges, lightening at the pupil. They have speckles of gold in them, throwing off odd angles of shine in the light.

βσ∂ʏ Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи
Even though the elder apprentice isn't by any means a big cat, he is a long one. His tail alone reaches almost eighty percent of his body length when he is sprawled out. Sparrowpaw has average sized paws and ears, but his legs are a little long. This makes him taller than most cats his age. Though many things on him are quite large, his eyes are a sliver to small, but look nice with his cheekbones.

Ƙιи
Kestrelwing ;; Mother ;; Deceased
Larkpelt ;; Maternal Grandfather ;; Deceased
Heatherstar ;; Maternal Grandmother ;; Deceased
Swiftstride ;; Father ;; Unknown
Runningfoot ;; Paternal Grandfather ;; Deceased
Rockheart ;; Paternal Grandmother ;; Deceased

Ɔℓαи σғ Ħɛяιтαɢɛ
WindClan

Lσʌɛ Ɩитɛяɛƨт
Crush ;; Angelpaw

Ѳтнɛя
Pi.

Ғσямαттιиɢ Єϰαмρℓɛ

You should know.

WIP

[Ico]

[Recap please? :3]

[moreponiesneeded]

((Warning, I give horrible recaps XD. Applesong had her kits, warriors were named and Apprentices given (Not to the new warriors though) and everyones out and about talking, or hunting. There's going to be a prophecy with powers.))

((Sorry to be a bother, but of your character's open, I have Sly and Song both out and about. X3.))

Song

Song steadied put over the ground, the long grasses whipping her white face. She ignored them, focusing on her run. He lithe she-cat dodged fallen logs and trees instead of jumping them and unknowingly entered the westernmost border of TimberClan.

Sly

Sly, finished with his meal at last, stood. Not bothering to cover his leftovers, he left them to the vultures. The tall tom made his way down the dirt path. A small run-down cottage was to his left, the roof falling in. It seemed to be overflowing with prey, but Sly ignored it. His large paws skimming over holes and gaps in the dusty surface.

[zoketi.]

яαιηραω
• she-cat | apprentice | 9 moons | in camp •

Rainpaw nodded, her eyes glittering with the reflection of the sprinkling rain. As Steampaw gaze his suggestion, her eyes widened slightly. "But...we shouldn't leave camp..it would be to dangerous!" Her happiness had vanished like frost in the sun. Her obedience was fighting with the excitement and adventure of going to the river, and was winning. She glanced to Sleetpaw as he jumped in, agreeing with the other tom. She felt a bit guilty to be spoiling their fun, and shifted her paws nervously. "I don't know..." She hesitated, biting her tongue and flicking her tail.

яαccσσηѕтяιкє
• tom | warrior | 33 moons | by river | with Desertbloom •

Raccoonstrike gave her a concerned look. She seemed very distant at the moment. Maybe it was just all that had happened, but Raccoonstrike wanted to help her in any way he could. "Are you alright?" He murmured, pausing in his walk towards camp. He fluffed his fur out against the rain, his ears flattening. She seemed not to mind, and he would wait for her to reply before taking shelter. Or if she wanted him to stay, he would oblige out of his kindness and suffer a soaked pelt. It wasn't in his heart to abandon a cat who needed a friend.

[passion.]

B i r d s o n g

Mood peaceful
Actions talking
Location nursery
Crush none
Appearance Picture

Birdsong chuckled lightly as she saw the tiny kit chomp down on the warriors slim tail. Tidalfront didn't give off a signal of pain, but she did seem bothered by the ravenous kit. She chuckled again, but stopped as she what he'd her growl at the kit. What was that for? It's only a mischievious kit, looking for trouble to get into and a little game, not to be growled and snapped at by some warrior. Her eyes flashed, but she forced her fur to stay as smooth and sleek as it was before. She flared her nostrils, in and out.

[ Yes, that would be lovely! I love having friends in a rp rather than walking around saying hi and making small talk with the other characters c: ]