Sweet, Sweet Victory

The sun shone down on the bloodspattered camp, making the pools of blood shine. Skullstar, cut up as she was, was proud. They had driven out ThunderClan from their own territory! She could almost yell out in excitement. ClawClan would come to the next Gathering and announce their victory, just this once.

Skullstar stretched out on the Highledge. "Gather, my lovely Clan!" she yowled. When all had settled, Skullstar gazed down at her beaten goup. "You have fought well. For this, I am proud. But, I will not rest until all the Clans are driven out. There is a new territory that I have seen. ShadowClan live there. They have dark swamps full of prey, and a nice chunk of land near the people camp. We will attack them after you have healed," she said, and dismissed her Clan.

She lept down from the Highledge, and as she leaped, she felt a small stirring in her belly. Skullstar, when she landed, thought back. Yes, she had been with a bunch of male rouges, but she did NOT want to carry their spawn. Great.

Don't rush to conclusions, dear girl! Skullstar told herself. It was probably a bad case of fresh-prey.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

My wolfies!!

Name-Zora

Rank-Timber

Pack-Forest

Gender-Female

Peltage-Zora is a slick black she-wolf with white paws. Her tail is very long with swishing black fur. Has short muzzle tinged with white.

Personality-Zora is very caring of her pack. But when it comes to fighting, she is very strong, quick, and cunning. She loves waking up before anyone else is up to take a walk. Zora loves pups and hopes to one day have her own.

Rping(IC)-Zora hid in the grass, picking out the weakest deer. She had her eyes on this one limping doe. Then, with amazing speed, she jumped forward. Landing on the deer before it could call out an alarm, she killed it. The rest of the herd ran away, but she had her meal.

Password-night



Name:Rex

Species:Wolf

Gender:Male

Location of Territory:Mts.

Peltage:Rex is a light grey, almost white wolf. His pelt is matted and dirty and there are ticks in his ears. His eyes are a bright yellow. Very well muscled, but somewhat on the skinny side.

Personality:Rex is hell, trapped in beast. Very aggresive, he will stoop as low as killing pups. He hates any other wolf in his way. Rex will stop at nothing to kill, just for the fun of it. Like I said, hell in a beast.

History:Rex used to be the main attraction at a dog fight. He would always kill his opponent, and sometimes attack other people. He had only loved once, but that was long ago. After seeing his mate and pup be killed in the ring, his hatred of people grew so much that he killed his owner and ran away.

IC:"And now, it's Killer versus Missy and her pup, Nixon!" the voice boomed. Rex struggled against his leash, but it was tied tight. He could only watch as his inexpireienced mate and pup came face to face with the pit bull known as Killer. The people were cheering loudly, drowning out all other sound. Rex watched helplessly as Killer bit Nixon and threw him in the air. The pup landed with a loud thud and was still. "Nixon!" Rex barked, only to be hit by his owner. He turned away as Killer lunged towards Missy, tearing her head off and barking. Now it was all over. Rex fell, defeated, onto the ground, howling out his distress.

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All my old cats

Name~ Redwing

Clan~ ThunderClan

Gender~ Female

Rank~ Warrior

Picture~ n/a

Peltage~ Redwing is a white she-cat with dark amber spots. Her eyes are a deep ocean blue. Her fur is long and beautiful.

Personality~ Redwing is a brat. She hates when other cats get all of the attention. Although she is self centered, Redwing is fiercely loyal to her Clan. Her tactic to battle is to charm male opponents and when they are totally hypnotized to pounce. For female cats, she picks out their flaws until they are crushed, and then uses physical torture.

rping(IC)~ Redwing was cornered. The WindClan she-cat was about to pounce when Redwing mewed, "What's up with that scar? Totally ew! And the shape of your head is totally lopsided!" "Is not!" the tabby she-cat meowed. "Oh yea? Do you have a mate?" The WindClanner looked crestfallen. With a hiss, Redwing lept on the cat and bit her tail, dodged the slashing claws, and clawed the enemy Clan cat's belly. "See ya, wimp!" Redwing shouted as the tabby ran yowling away.

Password~ night



Name: Moondust

Clan: ThunderClan

Rank: Queen (Warrior)

Age: 16 moons

Gender: she-cat

Picture: n/a

Peltage: Moondust is a tortiseshell she-cat with a bright red tail and white belly. Her eyes are a deep green with hints of blue. Moondust's fur is long and always well groomed.

Personality: Moondust is a caring, gentle she-cat. She would fight to the death for her three kits, Sunkit, Streamkit, and Cherrykit. Stardust doesn't want to tell anybody who the father of her kits are, and most of the cats respect that. There is always a hint of playfulness in her voice when talking to her Clanmates.

rping(IC)- Moondust lay with her eyes glazed over in pain. Her body racked in a spasm. A moment later, a wet, mewling kit lay beside her. Through the whole night, two more kits would be born. In the morning, there was a peaceful picture in the ThunderClan nursery. A pretty tortiseshell, feeding three helpless, hungry kits.

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Name: Bluefire

Clan: ShadowClan

Rank: Deputy (if that's ok)

Age: 20 moons

Gender: Female

Picture: n/a

Description: Bluefire is a sleek grey tabby she-cat. She has ice blue eyes that seem to look into your very soul. Her tail is unusally long and is most of the time swishing back and forth. She inheirited very long claws from her father, Blacknight. Her teeth are somewhat blunt but can cause a painful bite on an enemy or prey. Her paws seem to be big compared to the rest of her body.

History: Bluefire was born to Blacknight and Rainbowpelt. She had two other brothers, Reedpaw and Brightsun. Reedpaw died during apprenticeship due to a nasty rabid fox bite. Brightsun seems to always be plotting something. Bluefire has never had any kits before because all of the toms she meets just don't fit her standards. Her mentor, Owltail taught her well and she soon became a warrior and later on, deputy.

Personality: Bluefire is a louder type cat. She was very curious when she was a kit,and a trace of this curiousness still exists in adulthood. She loves being the center of attention. She dreams of one day becoming leader but won't do anything to harm her leader. Her sudden outbursts at meetings and Gatherings will sometimes cause trouble, but she always escapes it somehow. She may be loud and sometimes annoying, but her kind nature and friendliness will always win you over.

Example of rping(IC): "Bluefire, wait up!" yowled Brightsun. Bluefire kept running and called, "No you hurry up!" They were on their way back to camp from a dawn patrol. Then a painfully familar scent entered Bluefire's mouth and she abruptly stopped, causing Brightsun to bump into her. "Hey Bluefire, what is it?" Brightsun asked. "Scent the air, stupid furball, and you'll see what's the matter!" mewed Bluefire. Brightsun parted his jaws and scented the air. "Foxes!" he hissed. "We better report this, Bluefire." "Too late," she squeaked. "What do you mean, too late?" mewed Brightsun. Then the bushes rustled and a fox leapt out, its hungry eyes looking at Bluefire. "Bluefire, run!" mewed Brightsun. But Bluefire seemed to be elsewhere in time. "Bluefire! No!" yowled Brightsun as the fox leapt forward, its sharp teeth gleaming in the sun...

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Name: Skullstar

Gender: She-cat

Clan: ClawClan

Picture: n/a

Peltage: Skullstar is a black cat with a white tail. Her eyes are dark green. Has scars on her pelt from previous battles. Her tail is short and stubby.

Personality: Skullstar is a more bold, agressive type cat. She would rather fight now and talk later. For this reason, she starts many fights with other Clans. Her dream is to one day rule over the whole forest with her group of rogues.

Example of rping(IC):(back when she was a loner) Skull waited for the fox to come closer. 'Stupid fox' she thought. The fox came to a tail length away from her, and she pounced, aiming for her victim's neck. With expert timing, she slashed her claws across its throat. It fell to the ground, its eyes slowly glazing over. ' One more for my collection' Skull thought happily. 'What a perfect day.'

password; night