Dead rp

[Fiorre]

(Yay Can't wait for more people to join! And two apprentice's is already an okay amount for clan chores, I guess... and... I can't help myself, I'm making another kitty! We need more cats! X} )


UserName: Fiorre
Cat Name: Nightstorm
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Medicine Cat
Age: 24 moons
History: A clan cat that did her best to help the clan through all difficult times.
Likes: Observing her surroundings, making sure her clan is well-fed and taken care of
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A

[minette]

I think there is enough people.
We can start rping!

[Tammy_Kay]

[strike]Yay. I'm on my iPad now so posts might be slow. First posts might be a little bad.
On my computer again.

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Flamepelt

As usual the orange tabby kept to the more shaded areas, attempting to remain hidden- though that was basically impossible with his pelt colour. The cat paused and sniffed the air; tasting the scent of a clan nearby. Slyly, he begun in direction of it. With his ears pinned against his head and tail struck out behind him the quick tempered Tom slowly reached his destination. When he came to the boarders he paused and gave his chest a quick lick. Flamepelt then slipped into the territory and meowed out his arrival. [/strike]

[Fiorre]

((I'm not sure my second charrie was accepted XD And I was wondering, which kitties are going to mentor the apprentices? Aaand I think it would be a good idea to have a small chart on the first page stating who is mentor to who, or kin and etc... just an idea))

Featherpaw

"Mouse dung!" Featherpaw cursed as he slipped off the tree he was climbing in front of the nursery. "I'll never get this right if I keep slipping..." He muttered under his breath as he stared at his claw marks on the tree. I'll get it this time, he thought to himself as he wriggled his haunches and jumped back onto the tree, scrabbling up the thin bark until he reached some branches and managed to balance himself on them. I did it! he thought in triumph.

[minette]

( FeatherPaw's mentor will be me and then WestFur will be FlamePelt. )

[city,]

[ west ] ;; [ she cat ] ;; [ eight moons ] ;; [ apprentice ]

With a tilt of her head and an easily flick of her tail, the young apprentice padded out of the den and stretched, her small claws flexing around a small patch of ground. Westpaw yawned softly and resumed her journey to the fresh kill pile, where she sat down, her eyes carefully calculating the prey. After singling out a robin and a small rabbit, she chose the bird and gripped it between her jaw. She trotted lightly to a small corner of the camp and sat down, tearing off a tiny piece of her meal.

-- okay! c: --

[minette]

( Accepted. )

[Tammy_Kay]

Wait, are we starting with everyone already in the clan or can we make it so we're not in the clan yet? Sorry, just, confused. :'3

[minette]

Yes but I have to go you can still rp without me.

[Tammy_Kay]

Okay. I'll write up a new post for Flamepelt then, if anyone wants to reply.

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Flamepelt

The orange tabby slunk out of the warriors den, still a little drowsy from his nap. He peered around and spotted the usual sighting of the other dens and highrock. Shrugging to himself, the tom padded off into the clearing and flopped onto his side; starting to sunbake. Maybe I'll take my apprentice training, he thought and gave a little flick of his tail at the thought.