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 『Moon』 (#100696) Wicked View Forum Posts  Posted on 2017-02-07 17:45:41 |
Sign-ups Sometimes, you wonder how you got here. Character SheetsView and Post Character Sheets 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 21/02/17 @ 07:14:53 by ➽ℳoo∩❍{10/100} (#100696) |
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DeoxyHelix (#103052)
Deathlord of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-21 12:36:51 |
Buzzard-Havana Brown-Female-23 Moons-Warrior-Camp-Mentions: Rustfur('s body), Cobra Buzzard looked towards Cobra and smirked, walking away with her tail held high. She knew this was going to be a show to remember, so she sat down and waited for Rustfur's death wish to be carried out. When Cobra attacked, her own muscles tensed and twitched as if she was the one fighting, and she rolled her shoulders, wanting to pounce. Buzzard knew she wouldn't need to, though, as the strong tom had already finished the deed and the dark scent of blood wafted through the air. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Darkness (#102911)
Phoenix View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-21 16:29:09 |
 Darkness / Male / 59 Moons / Leader / Location: Camp / Mentions: Cobra, Hawkthorn Darkness felt satisfaction watching his deputy brutally execute the Skyclan tom; however upon remembering the scent of the stranger he felt during the battle yet chose to ignore in order to watch the bloodspill his heart grew with unease again. He wanted more, much much more. And he wanted to spill blood by himself, he wanted to feel his claws dig into helpless flesh, to feel the crunching of broken bones at the mercy of his fangs. He wanted to crush, now more than anything. He felt like he would die if he wouldn't do so. And if there was another thing Darkness wished as much, it was not to die; he'd bare his fangs against fate no matter how many times it was possible and necessary. Hunter. Hunter. The tom is the prey and he is the hunter. Thus, the tom flicked the tip of his tail as a sign for Cobra to follow, and he made his way sneaking toward where he saw the tom retreat. His claws silently slid out when the sweet, dew-like smell of Skyclan stenching the stranger's fur hit his nostrils. His eyes were fixed on his prey, and the words of his mentor from times of old were echoing in his mind. Never let them get away. Feel the tension of your unsheated claws. Claw until the die, peer into their eyes, see that no signs of life linger! (this, my friends, is what happens when you let me listen to Guren no Yumiya while RPing. Remind me not to ever do that again, because it gets all cringy. Jaeger, motherf-ers!) 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 23/02/17 @ 00:17:56 by SurveyingDarkness (#102911) |
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『Moon』 (#100696)
Wicked View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-22 07:22:10 |
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DeoxyHelix (#103052)
Deathlord of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-23 09:23:00 |
Buzzard-Havana Brown-Female-23 Moons-Warrior-Camp-Mentions: Moonshard Buzzard's gaze flickered and landed on Moonshard. Well, on her pillow. Looking around, it occurred to her that Moonshard was the only one with that luxury, and she intended on pestering her about it. Walking in the general direction of the pillow, Buzzard jumped up and landed heavily beside it. "If you don't mind me asking, where did you get this?" Her voice dripped with mock etiquette as she reached out and touch her pillow. "I don't suppose you'd mind sharing." Her eyes challenged Moonshard, seeing if she'd fight for an old ratty relic of the two-legs that Buzzard didn't really want anyway. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-23 12:30:55 |
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Darkness (#102911)
Phoenix View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-23 16:57:23 |
Darkness / Male / 59 Moons / Leader / Location: Camp / Mentions: Cobra, Hawkthorn The pitch-black leader tom nodded a long time after his deputy had finished speaking, his mind so preoccupied with bloodlust that he barely even heard Cobra's words. They were now just a few fox leap lengths away from the rogue who dared sneak into their territory, then eat their prey. He retracted his claws then slid them out even faster, causing them to click on the hard cement floor. No doubt, his claws were huge, as were his deputy's fangs. His descendance from Scourge was so clear he felt ashamed he once stood against this fact, that he felt bad to be heir of such a murderer. "Yare, yare... What do we have here?" he cooed to the rogue on his grim, now satisfyingly amused tone. The tom slid his pale pink tongue across his fangs at the thought of warm flesh to sink claws in, and the tasty blood soaking his pelt. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Lost (#63441)
Prince of Terror View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-24 01:47:34 |
[huh, I guess this will be a fair fight between Hawkthorn and Darkness :) #LongClaws] Hawkthorn ‡ Tom ‡ 38 moons ‡ Rouge, ex-warrior ‡ Former member of Skyclan ‡ Location: Death Clan territory, on a rooftop of a huge building ‡ Mentions: Darkness and Cobra [DIRECTLY] Hawkthorn was woken from his nap. He was never a deep sleeper which he quietly thank that he wasn't. His keen sense of smell was the first to alert him of a two-man (or in this case, two-cat) squad climbing their way towards the rouge. His left ear twitched at a deep, weary, masculine tone. He heaved a hesitate sigh and lazily raised from his comfortable position and gave out a loud yawn as he turned to face his broad head over towards the two Deathclan toms. His deep bright green eyes scanned the toms and finally, his intimidating green orbs landed on the Deathclan leader, the jet black tom. “So, what do I own the mighty leader of the most famous blood-thirsty felines of Death clan, eh?” The tom stated finally standing on all fours and stretching his brawny figure and flexing his long-claws, a mutation he has inherited from his great-great-great grandfather. He wasn't going to bow down so easily to the two toms let alone be dominated by them. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 24/02/17 @ 09:01:50 by Weeping Regrets #1 Chat Killer (#63441) |
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『Moon』 (#100696)
Wicked View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-24 01:54:26 |
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Darkness (#102911)
Phoenix View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-24 02:36:38 |
Darkness | Male | 59 Moons | Deathclan Leader | Location: Entrace/ Exit of Camp | Mentions: Cobra, Hawkthorn Darkness wasn't one to fall for the rogue's false courtesy. He licked one of his paw's pads to display his beautiful massive claws; old dry blood formed crusts on them here and there, yet not making them look bad. On the contrary, it only increased the tom's ferocity. At last, he found it was about time to give this filthy peasant an answer, and testing the retractibility of his claws once again he adressed the tom: "Call it... a blood tribute." the pitch-black tom's icy blue eyes stared into his prey's soul; he now looked exactly like Scourge, down to the very last detail in his tone and expression. "You see, I do not allow stray cats to wander on my territory, and steal my food." (short 'cause out of inspiration. sorry ^^") 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Lost (#63441)
Prince of Terror View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-24 03:25:07 |
Hawkthorn|Tom|38 Moons|Rouge, ex-warrior|Former member of Skyclan|Location: Deathclan's camp|Mentions:Darkness and Cobra The tom finally stepped forward, he knew the consequenves but he wasn't going to be out done by the "kittypet". He gave out a loud sneer and this time was a few mouse length away from the tom. His fur prickled now noticing the resemblence between this tom and Scourge. He chuckled and his eyes turned into slits, facing him. "Oh, but it isnt my fault some old tom can't keep his borders protected from, well, rouges like me." Hawkthorn chose his next words carefully. "You see, I just...came to join this fearless clan. Now that im wanted in the clans and I thought to myself one day as I thrived in the forest. 'I should find this Deathclan and become a member of it. See if I can be any use?'" Hawkthorn finally turned around, his lean tail raised high. "Now, if you dont mind I'll lay down right here and wait for your decision. Oh, not that I want to overwhelm the poor old tom here by rattling his brains by adding more to his To-Do list. Now, you..." He faced the might maine coon tom. "That was one hell of an impressive fight you put up with. I admire you, wish my kits the best." He stated before he turned around and faced the brick rooftop walls. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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DeoxyHelix (#103052)
Deathlord of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-24 07:25:51 |
Buzzard-Havana Brown-Female-23 Moons-Warrior-Camp-Mentions: Moonshard Buzzard's ears pricked at the compliment. A smug look settled on her face, even though she knew it was fake. "Oh, I know how skilled I am. I'm just happy knowing others recognize it as well." Keeping her grin, she took a try at a back-stabbing statement of her own. "Ah, I should leave. You got really roughed up, I'm surprised you can walk without a limp. Well, without a bad one anyway." Her voice was full of faux worry. She didn't know Moonshard that well, and pushing her buttons was a great way to test her limit. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Darkness (#102911)
Phoenix View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-25 22:08:14 |
Darkness | Male | 59 Moons | Deathclan Leader | Location: Entrace/ Exit of Camp | Mentions: Cobra, Hawkthorn Darkness raised an eyebrow hearing the rogue's explanation. He usually wasn't one to be fooled, so he trusted his instincts that told him this stranger would make for a good warrior in his Clan. His pelt stenched with the scents of the forest, but most notably Skyclan; therefore he used to be the Clanmate of... His face lost the tension of his previous frown with a smirk. He was satisfied with what Hawkthorn displayed: his temper and boldness, with just enough respect for the one who could be his leader, and his beautifuly built body, that would get him through many battles. "Very well." Darkness adressed the rogue tom after a few moments of thought; the bloodlust that made his own blood boil just secons ago had disappeared completely. "You can join us... But don't expect you'll be treated like in those Clans of the forest. We are not brothers here." he warned Hawkthorn, still looking him directly in the eye with a gaze reading 'Let's se if you're up to the challenge'. "Here, you are mine and mine alone to command, until the day I die; your blood is mine to spill." 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 26/02/17 @ 05:20:31 by SurveyingDarkness (#102911) |
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『Moon』 (#100696)
Wicked View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-25 22:18:41 |
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Lost (#63441)
Prince of Terror View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-26 00:07:20 |
Hawkthorn|Tom|38 Moons|Rouge, ex-warrior|Former member of Skyclan|Location: Deathclan's camp|Mentions:Darkness and Cobra He stopped at mid-step and turned to face the tom a smile seeped into view as he bowed his head a little and turned around to walk towards the two toms. With a flick of his tail he stated in an amused and respected tone, "Very well, old tom." He sat in front of the two toms view and swayed his tail over the hard cold surface. Night was close to falling, with the tempeture decreasing. "Before we leave I would love to get your name old tom. Or do you want me to continue on calling you an 'old tom'?. Hawkthorn stated with a sensw of humor as it passed through his eyes. He didnt needed to choose his name carefully now that the tom might know where he was from originally. "My name is Hawkthorn, a former warrior of Skyclan. I will do anything in my willpower to fight for the clan. But, I will not accept an easy death." The tom stated a chuckle escaping his lips as he stared at the mighty tom. "I wouldn't mind taking on the big guy soon one day. Might be worth the try. My fighting skills might have turned rusty and I want to take on a much more stronger and resistant opponent. Take it as a goal I must reach." He stated to the other tom who was watching with caution. Hawkthorn wasn't stupid to go straight-on with the guy. He just wanted to train a bit more due to the fact he was casted out of his clan and been one hell of a rouge for quite a long time. That is until now. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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DeoxyHelix (#103052)
Deathlord of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-02-26 11:01:40 |
Buzzard-Havana Brown-Female-23 Moons-Warrior-Camp-Mentions: Moonshard, Hawkthorn (indirectly) Buzzard yawned and jumped down without a second glance to Moonshard, not without flicking her nose with her tail though. She had just realized how little she had eaten today, which was nothing. Walking to the fresh kill pile, she picked out a tasty looking bird and tore into it, making a rather big mess of feathers. She didn't mind, the air reeked of forest cats, but it wasn't the same reek as the dead one. Nevertheless, the bird covered it nicely. 0 players like this post! Like? |
