PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[Oliverstorm]

Softberry

Softberry sat for a few moments and then caught the scent of a familiar rogue on the air, it was faint but fresh. Her nose twitching, the thick furred molly got to her paws and slipped quietly out of the camp. I swear, if this tom doesn't keep his whiskers out of the Clan territory, I'll claw his ears! Of course, her thoughts had a tinge of humor and her head swiveled side to side while seeking Lovino. Eventually she caught sight of his pelt and loped closer, her thick fur ruffling in the chilly night air. "Pleasure seeing you out here in the cold of night, Lovino. Looks like I've unintentionally met you." She spoke, skidding to a halt and turning her body to stop from hitting the tom.

Tagged;; Lovino

[canadianhowl]

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T i n y p a w

gender; male
crush; unknown
health; 100
rank; med cat app
mood; mixed
hunger; 85
tagged; ant, crowpaw
voice; XXXX

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➳xWhen the she cat started circling him and swished her tail at his flank is when Tinypaw started to tense up. Placing his tail in between his legs for now he kept watching her movements with suspicious blue eyes. When she spoke he made sure to check closely for any hints of a lie but he saw nothing. "Well I think it's plainly obvious. You do smell many other scents in these lands don't you? Just be careful next time where you set your paws in. Cats here get very angry when seeing an outcast as I mentioned before." He informed the she cat once more before sitting down now getting used to the affection. "Besides that what is your name anyways ma'am? I want to know so I can refer to you as your name to be more polite." The small medicine cat apprentice asked still giving a small glance at the she cat. More or less he was concerned about Crowpaw and how she would deal with this stranger giving him some attention and affection because Tinypaw could tell a bit that Crowpaw really cared about him. Once again he hoped no fights would break out as last did, over him.

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L o v i n o

gender; male
crush; softberry, open
health; 100
rank; rouge
mood; mixed
hunger; 89
tagged; softberry
voice; XXXX

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➳xHearing some paw steps Lovino hopped it was from Softberry and it was. As he looked at her the male felt his heart start to race but he knew that what he was going to do was best for the both of them. "Of course bella and this may be the last time you will be seeing me in these lands." Lovino started not wanting to act like a lot again. He took a deep breath in and meowed to the she cat, "I'm sorry Softberry but I can't see you anymore. I'm afraid that you will drop dead at my paws for me being a coward in combat if you do end up trying to help me out one day. I just want to prevent this before we get too close. It's just that.... I'm bad luck and any cat who grows close to me does wind up dead. I know because two cats already have and those were my brother and my.... past love. My brother protected my from a coyote because I was too scared to fight back and he died in the process. My past love, he does because I gave him wrong directions and he ran into a venomous scorpion den accidentally and died painfully and slowly. It's because I'm a huge klutz and I don't need you falling too." Lovino whimpered hoping she would understand and just leave him right there. If she comforted him then he knew that he could fully trust her and himself because he was slowly trusting himself again. So far he hadn't killed the pretty she cat accidentally because he was a huge fool.

[Oliverstorm]

Softberry

Softberry's head tilted curiously when Lovino began to speak, keeping her muzzle shut and making a variety of faces when he told a brief part of his history. Something very deep and personal, that was probably hard for him to remember. The thick furred molly, not doing as Lovino spoke to do, sat down and briefly ran her muzzle against the rogue's cheek. Her way of comforting others, it was more close than most cats would do. She found that touching, purring, those things worked in comfort. Taking a few steps back, Softberry decided that now would be okay to speak. "I won't be dying anytime soon. Even if I get hurt, I know how to take care of myself. I also have a Clan who can do that in case I can't." Of course she was speaking of Tinypaw and Splashpaw, but specifics wouldn't mean anything to the tom. "I'm afraid that...I must agree on one thing, staying in these lands isn't safe for you. Our leader has seen more than enough rogues and I think if his eyes cast on one more, he'll claw your eyes out." Softberry knew that Lovino had some feelings for her, that had been proven by the day's latter events, but she couldn't reciprocate. She was but a part to a working machine, a crucial part, and if a part like her stopped working, the thing would fall to pieces.

[! october]

[[I'm working on posts for my other two cats, but I wanted to get these up. c:]]

Troutsplash ; grey-brown tabby tom ; warrior ; tagged: Dovestrike, Russetstorm, Pricklenose, Shiver, Scorchstar

Troutsplash watched the rouge carefully, conisdering her silence and finally accepting her nod of understanding. "Good," he mewed. "Let's get inside, then." The grey-brown tom turned, suprised when he noted Dovestrike still staring at him. His whiskers twitched slightly, concerned. I'll have to ask her later if everything is alright. She seems so spacey today! Focused on the task at hand, however, the warrior dismissed the thought, and with a wave of his tail began to pad towards the camp's entrance. It was that he began to her furious shrieks. Ears pricked, tail stiff, Troutsplash haulted, blue-green eyes narrowing. He faintly heard the sound of Scorchstar's deep, commanding voice after a moment, and calmed as the yowls ceased. He has whatever this is under control. Confidant that it would be safe inside, and knowing that he would be needed if something truly was amiss, the thick furred cat turned to the rouge, gaze steady. "This is a terrible first impression of our clan, I know- I honestly have no clue as to what's going on. Whatever it is, you will be kept safe," he said, voice low, turning then to the three clan cats.. "I don't want to surprise Scorchstar after whatever this was. Would you three wait here with Shiver while I go talk to him?" he asked, looking back and forth between the warriors. They are capable, and she is not a threat. After a moment, the large tom nodded, turning to pad through the camp's entrance.
The tom's whiskers twitched as he considered the sight before him. His leader towering over Hawkcry, Batpaw injured... It wasn't hard to piece together what likely happened. Troutsplash felt anger rise in him as he watched at the little black cat, pleased when Scorchstar announced that the offending warrior would be punished. Good. He had always had a hard time trusting Hawkcry. Not wanting to intrude until he knew that Scorchstar was finished, the grey-brown warrior remained standing a few coyote-lengths away. What a mess tonight is. Hopefully this won't affect how he receives Shiver.

Cactusfoot ; brown tabby tom ; elder ; tagged: Jackalhowl, Larkpelt

Cactusfoot felt a small pang of guilt over how he had talked to the two toms, and was, secretly, quite relieved when the conversation turned to the topic of kits. The old tom even held back a comment along the lines of 'oh, good, because more little fur scraps underpaw is exactly what every cat needs,' but instead kept his mouth shut. He truly had been too hard on the two warriors. Cactusfoot was about to attempt a decently civil response to the younger tom when a yowl tore through the evening air.
The brown tabby's ears pinned back against his head, tail twitching as he looked in the direction of the sound. Great Starclan, what is going on? He frowned as he spotted the two cats fighting, confused and irritated by their behavior, but was able to relax slightly once Scorchstar approached them. Whatever it is, it doesn't look good.
As he watched the events play out, the old tom couldn't help but feel pure disgust. What a terrible cat that Hawkcry is. He deserves a lot more than two months of being Softberry's charge. As Larkpelt decided to swoop into the fray, Cactusfoot took a deep breathe through his nose, rolling his cloudy eyes. You need to calm down, little cat. You think Scorchstar can't handle this? The tom thanked Starclan for the fact that neither of his offspring had turned out to be like either of the cats currently causing him ire. When I meet my son, I'd better find out that he turned out good too.

[canadianhowl]

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T i n y p a w

gender; male
crush; unknown
health; 100
rank; med cat app
mood; mixed
hunger; 85
tagged; ant, crowpaw
voice; XXXX

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➳xWhen the she cat started circling him and swished her tail at his flank is when Tinypaw started to tense up. Placing his tail in between his legs for now he kept watching her movements with suspicious blue eyes. When she spoke he made sure to check closely for any hints of a lie but he saw nothing. "Well I think it's plainly obvious. You do smell many other scents in these lands don't you? Just be careful next time where you set your paws in. Cats here get very angry when seeing an outcast as I mentioned before." He informed the she cat once more before sitting down now getting used to the affection. "Besides that what is your name anyways ma'am? I want to know so I can refer to you as your name to be more polite." The small medicine cat apprentice asked still giving a small glance at the she cat. More or less he was concerned about Crowpaw and how she would deal with this stranger giving him some attention and affection because Tinypaw could tell a bit that Crowpaw really cared about him. Once again he hoped no fights would break out as last did, over him.

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L o v i n o

gender; male
crush; softberry, open
health; 100
rank; rouge
mood; mixed
hunger; 89
tagged; softberry
voice; XXXX

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➳x"B-But then.... Every one would hate me just like now. I mean, you are the only one who is giving me the light to keep going in life then to just be dead with the ones that were close to me as well." He whimpered out still looking up at the she cat with a hurt gaze. He didn't want to leave her but it was for her safety even if she had a clan to care for her or not. It was always a good idea to stay away from him because with his fiery and clumsy attitude, anything could happen. "Just you saying that your leader would claw me till I'm probably dead.... Just again proves that one doesn't even have to know me and one can still hate me." Lovino sighed. What kept him being a tsundere was that he hated himself. He would always make himself feel bad so he could keep hating himself. It would be hard to revert his heart back to when he was a kit, filled with love and kindness, but Lovino knew that was impossible because those nightmares would always come back and make him hate himself again. "If you can then Softberry, can we meet up again sometime? I can't afford to loose another cat so precious to me."

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F i r e p a w

gender; male
crush; amberpaw, open
health; 100
rank; apprentice
mood; calm
hunger; 84
tagged; amberpaw
voice; XXXX

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➳x[[ @Rukia:; could you write a bit more? Thanks. ]]

[ruui]

Amberpaw
She walked forward,her tail swaying
behind herself.She walked towards the
fresh-killed pile,picking a plump rabbit.Amberpaw
looked at Firepaw,sitting next to him as she
dropped the rabbit off."Do you want to have the first bite?"She asked
quietly.Although she was slightly hungry,she wanted him
to eat first,to be nice and everything.Amberpaw turned towards him,
and then looked at the prey.She wanted to hide her blind eye away
so that no one would ask her what happened.Amberpaw flicked her tail
as she waited a respond.
//Ah yes,it was a response before we did semi-lit.
Few sentences short,I have no creativity atm.

[CoolComrade]

"Me?" Lizardfang asked, slightly surprised that Dustspeck was asking her opinion. "I guess I'd talk to her about it." The sand-colored tabby shuffled her paws in the ground. "I really don't know. What do you think she'd like?"

(Here you go, TL;TW)

[WildlingQueen]

-when will they be going to bed?'

Dustspeck

The dusty orange tabby tom flickered his tail anciously as he thought about his sister. She had been the cause of his trouble for moons and he wasn't sure he could handle more problems. He barely fit in with the other cats as it was and his mental state was occasionally questionable but he knew Lizardfang was right. He would eventually have to talk to her, especially if she was considering joining the clan. "I suppose you are right. I should talk to her. If she plans on staying in the clan I'll have to eventually right? I am just not sure how to approach her, its been moons since we last spoke, I have no idea who she is now" or what she has been doing since our mothers untimely death he thought coldly, his ears flickering for any sound of other cats. He was handling this conversation just fine and felt comfortable with the cat beside him but he knew the moment another cat approached, he would turn tail and return to camp only to disappear into the warriors den awkward and uncomfortable. He looked over to the young she cat with uncertainty in his eyes.

[CoolComrade]

Lizardfang nodded at Dustspeck in agreement. "I think you should approach her in whatever way is comfortable for you," she mewed softly. She knew that Dustspeck was a bit of an awkward warrior, and didn't talk to many cats, but maybe he would have just enough courage to approach his sister. "Maybe you could go talk to her now." She paused before adding another suggestion. "I could even come with you if you wanted. Maybe that would make you more comfortable, eh?" The sandy molly smiled kindly. Even though Dustspeck wasn't the most courageous warrior, she still admired the tom. He was a good cat, even with his flaws. And, she admitted to herself, a handsome one at that. She had always admired cats with pelts like hers.

[ruui]

Pure
The she-cat remembered what the tom
said as she arrived at a abandoned shelter.
The she-cat settled in,and finished her prey.
Pure yawned as she flicked her tail,curling up.
She had a daily thought,as she thought about the
tom.He's unexpectedly..nice.Pure shook
her head of thoughts as she yawned once more.
What should I do tomorrow?Maybe venture the
land again.Pure closed her eyes,then falling asleep.

Browntail
-In camp.Laying.-

Fallenpaw
-Sleeping.-

Amberpaw
-Talking to Firepaw.-

Crimson
Sleeping.-