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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 8:43 am
Approved. Ignore zannfacts xD We'll just say it makes sense 8U XxPreussischePrinzessinxX Nah, it's fine-Orchidkit's accepted. Just try not to write your posts in that silly ol' kit language-but you can write her speech in that language. It was a bit hard to read ^^" Thanks! Also, Pepperkit's accepted. Accepted, but please write more once he's born. Accepteddddddd 8D Acshepteddddddddddddd >D Why, both kittan's has been accepted :0 OMG LIEK YOU'RE ACCEPTED, SELF. 80 Suicidal kitteh, hono :C Accepted ~<3 Hey. HEY. you'vebeenaccepted:000 Accepted! Interesting back story (thankyouformakingitlongandbeefy ...beafy beans 80 )
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 10:32 am
 . : About Me : . My name is Jubilee.
I'm a proud member of the City!.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 7 moons.
I'm a City Cat.
My kin include I never knew. . . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
Peace
Showing might!
Food
Sitting on the rough, high thing, and watching the stars. [ Sitting on her owner's wooden balcony.
Gnawing on things
Proving animals that are older than me wrong! But it rarely happens.
Jumping and being stealthy! I'm good at it!
My least favorite things...
Death.
Drowning, but I can swim!
Lonely-ness. OHHH I HATE THAT!
Nothing to chew on.
No windows.
Too much petting. I like getting pet, but too much makes me CRAZY!
And, my fears.
Getting taken away from my awesome life!
Being hated and abandoned.
The " mad disease. " [[ It'll be in Getting Personal. ]]
The fur-sucker-upper! [ The vacuum cleaner. ]
. : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm Jubilee. I like talking, so telling you about me will be fun! Im pretty tough, but I don't like to get in fights. I like to pretend they don't exist. You could say I'm peaceful, but sometimes I get in fights with mice. One time one was stealing my owner's yellow squares! [ Cheese ] I don't let them get away with it, either! I like being stealthy and I'm REALLY good at it. I call myself the Stealthy Happiness. I'm happy a lot, but I can switch moods to fit in with the cat/s I'm with. Im always in a positive mood and I'm the bubbly type. I fight pretty well though, so don't try to beat me up. I also have this gnawing problem that gives me the urge to gnaw on things. One time, I was so desperate, I chewed on trash!
It's what I am, like it or not.
So, I have to tell you about my appearance now, Eh?!?
Okay! I'm a gray and white cat. My eyes are hazel, and I have a white nose.
In different areas of my pelt, I have white fur, and gray fur. But one thing is that I have a white stripe going from the middle top of my head and going from my back to my tail. My tail is grey, and very puffy. But so is my fur. Although it is puffy, I'm really pretty skinny, and small, I can fit into small areas. It helps my stealth. My feet are pretty usual, but they had to get used to the city street.
My history, don't go poking around!
When I was born, I was born on a small hut. I opened my eyes way later than any of my siblings. My dad and mom were nice, but my sister, Prisstine, was kinda weird. I never knew what was up with her, she would always have a straight face, or a grumpy face. One day she stopped speaking. She was a odd kit. Soon my brother, Sharky, acted like her. It started to scare me. My mother was fine, and cheerful like me. But one thing worse than my sister and brother, my father started snapping at my mother. She was soon pushed into a river by everyone, except me. She knew how to swim and swam to land. It was a couple suns [ days? ] without her, and I was scared about what would happen to me. But one night, I was awoken by an unusual figure but familiar scent. It was my mom. She helped me and we both escaped. Once we escaped, she thought that she should teach me some things. She did. I learned Stealth. How to swim. To fight. To survive on little bits of food, and respect. Even more things.
Two moons had passed,
One day, me And my mom decided to look for a home. We lived 2 miles away from this place my mother called, the city. So we wanted to go there.
We started a journey to the city. On the way there, my mom died. I got sad, but I didnt know how to bury her. So I took her with me, dragging her body to the city. It was tiring, but built up my strength. When I reached the city, a human picked me and my mother up. She seemed to understand me. She brought me to this tall place [ A hotel ] and all the way to the top. To believe it, there was a room there, [ it was a penthouse ] and she let me stay with her. She buried my mother, and She cared for me. She fed me, and helped me survive. She showed me this place right next to her house, and it was a room outside. I like to climb up to the big wooden high thing, [ the balcony ramp ] and I loved it there. My owner added a flap for me. So I could go there whenever!! She also let me play outside, as long as I came back. Now I live at 7 moons and have to thank my mother for everything she taught me, and my owner, who helped me out every day.
[ QUESTION. Do the city cats have the Timeskip too? If yes, this kitty will be in the city after the Timeskip. ]
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 11:02 am
 . : About Me : . My name is Goldenkit.
I'm a proud member of Nightclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm newborn.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Rainblast [Father], Sungaze [Mother], Jasperkit [Sister], Charmingkit and Sacredkit [Brothers]. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~ Her family, parents and siblings
~ Being visited by Blood, yet fears it as well
~ Playing with other kits
~ Enjoys being alone and sometimes with others
~ Midnight
My least favorite things...
~ Being like others
~ Can't do what she wants to do
~ Getting in trouble
~ Boring rules
And, my fears.
~ Not being able to save her family if they are in trouble
~ Nightmares
~ Being visited by Blood, she sometimes likes it though
~ Showing her dark side . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Goldenkit is a fun yet stubborn kit. She has a dark side which she is afraid to show. No one knows about except for Blood. Her mind always tells her to do terrible things and she tries to fight it off. She tries to make things her own ways and hates it when someone else does something for her. She can get very tired of rules, but doesn't want to break them as well.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Goldenkit is a mixture of both of her parents just like her brother Charmingkit. She is an average sized tabby and is pretty strong as well. Her fluffy pelt is golden and she has dark brown/black eyes.
My history, don't go poking around!
Goldenkit is born to Sungaze [Mother] and Rainblast [Father]. She has two brothers, Sacredkit and Charmingkit. And one sister, Jasperkit. (This is after the timeskip.)
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 3:08 pm
Winged Timberwolf Accepted, but please write more once he's born. I will most definitely do that.
I was just so brain-dead when I made that profile.
I think I might go and lengthen it later today.
And then I will add to his history once things happen in his life
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 3:22 pm
NUUUUU TIMBERRRR THOU SHALT NOT IGNORE THE ZANN FACTS. THOU HAST SINNED.
I'm ALWAYS going to think of her calico tom as tranny man from now on, a very girly guy who can't ever have babies ~
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 3:56 pm
iZann NUUUUU TIMBERRRR THOU SHALT NOT IGNORE THE ZANN FACTS. THOU HAST SINNED.
I'm ALWAYS going to think of her calico tom as tranny man from now on, a very girly guy who can't ever have babies ~ Oh hell yeaah [:
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 4:57 pm
The Timeskip already happened in the Kittypet Roleplay xD So you can start roleplaying as her once Timber accepts the profile smile
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 5:08 pm
hundredpercentasian The Timeskip already happened in the Kittypet Roleplay xD So you can start roleplaying as her once Timber accepts the profile smile
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 5:15 pm
Hey iZann thats what you get for planning.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 5:25 pm
Yosafis Hey iZann thats what you get for planning. ^ this
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 6:30 pm
iZann NUUUUU TIMBERRRR THOU SHALT NOT IGNORE THE ZANN FACTS. THOU HAST SINNED.
I'm ALWAYS going to think of her calico tom as tranny man from now on, a very girly guy who can't ever have babies ~ >D I more thought of him as if the calico kitty could switch genders. Do people do that? I mean humans?
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 6:48 pm
hundredpercentasian The Timeskip already happened in the Kittypet Roleplay xD So you can start roleplaying as her once Timber accepts the profile smile : D Yayy! Ty! ^^
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 4:18 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Fangheart.
I'm a proud member of Night Clan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 23 moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include None as of known to this day.. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
✔ Kittens
✔ Protecting the clan
✔ Laying in the sun sleeping
✔ Roaming about
✔ Peace
My least favorite things...
✘Getting his ears and tails bitten to much
✘Seeing a fellow warrior fall
✘To many speaking at once
✘Overly confident cats
✘Other predators for personal reasoning
And, my fears.
Lose/Bannishment of Clan and death before having a family. . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Under most circomstances, Fangheart shows his role as warrior by showing of his strong will and stubborness. He isn't to harsh towards the others though. Fangheart is also known to roam about the Night Clan's territory, normally alone. He dearly cares for the safty of the kittens, therefore when it comes to protecting them, or any of his clan, he is ruthless to the end. He does not tolerate disobediance well, or to much play. The kittens those who are teething is known to get a swat or two when they start climbing and bitting his ears or tail. Other then that, he is a good hearted tom.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Fangheart is known for his miscolored eyes and their beauty. His left eye is the color of the softest blue surrounded by a hazy silver, and his right the color of pure golden shine. His pelt is soft, thick, and as white as snow. The only thing that disturbs his beautiful coating is a battle scar, three claw markings on his right hind leg. His body size is also rather large and long, and he does know how to through it around well.
My history, don't go poking around!
Fangheart was born and raised in the Night Clan, though his parents soon passed after his acceptance as a young warrior. They were hunted and killed by a predator unknown to this day. It left him broken for the longest of time, but he bounced back full force one he was over their deaths. Doing everything better and harder then before, he showed he was a strong warrior with a strong heart and will. Fangheart was uneasy with his new position at first, however, he quickly warmed up to it to show his learder that he is a worthy cat of his position. Now, after being warrior for a period of time, he is confortable and willing to help the clan in every way possible, weather it get food for his elders, babysit the kits, or protect their territory.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:06 pm
((Yeah Zann, found your pic, using it cuz I fell in love with it, can't believe ur killing off this cutie in the clans ;A;  . : About Me : . My name is Lacey, or call me Lace.
I'm a proud member of The city!.
I'm a She-kit, I should know.
I'm 4 moons.
I'm a City kitten.. don't hurt me!.
My kin include No one sadly... ;A; my dead mommy Silvy and my dad Blaze... I guess.... . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- The night sky
- Sweet smells
- Stars
- Shiny things
- Food
- Asteria!
- Nice cats
- Colorful stuff
- Warmth
My least favorite things...
- Mean cats
- Blood
- Being hurt
- Insects
- Leaves, I mean... those things are weird
- Stuff I don't know about
- Traveling
And, my fears.
- Leaves
- Dogs
- This Alphonse guy, I heard how bad this kitty it! Dx . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a very cheerful and or bubbly kitten. I also have a speech impediment.... I tend to be socially awkward and shy to strangers or other cats. I sadly apologize alot, even for things I didn't cause. I can be a very sweet, gentle, and kind kitten too. I have a tough side that I usually hide, or fail to reveal. I'm pretty brave and tough though, or I wouldn't be alive....
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm actually very cute and pretty. I have short fluffy kit fur that's a very pale silver color. I have a white underbelly of soft fur and gray tabby markings here and there. I have 1 white paw and very very very stunning purplish blue eyes. I also have a very fluffy tabby gray tail with a white tip. My build is quite small, not the biggest kitten ever.... but I have powerful hind legs and a slim structure for agility.
My history, don't go poking around!
We-well.... I don't really like talking bout it much but... your not here to see nothing bout my history.... It all started when I was born. My daddy left us when I was born because he couldn't deal with another cat to look after besides my mom. His name was Blaze, a handsome gold tabby tom. My momma refused to give me up so she kept me, even though it broke her heart when the tom left this beautiful silver and white she-cat to strive by herself, her name was Silvy. Um... when I was 3 moons old... my momma was in bad bad territory, when she was lookin for some food to feed herself, to feed me too. A gang of cats started to pick on her, she hid me under some old garbage bags. The leader, a black tom... wanted her as a mate, played with her too, but my momma refused. So.. they killed her.. in front of my eyes.. slowly too.. it was really messy... and before she died.. I swear, she looked at me... and smiled... her deep blue eyes glazing before mine, a tear ran down her face as she whispered to me as she slipped away.... "Keep on livin my dear Lace... keep on livin..." I escaped and... I live on like she wanted, by myself, careful to not be out to much at night cuz of the bad kitties my mo tells me about when she was alive.... I miss her very much.... Until now, I met a really cool pretty she-cat named Asteria! I hope I get to stay with her!
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 8:01 am
. : About Me : .
My name is Ebonylight.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 20 moons.
I'm a Warrior of course.
My kin include No one....
. : A Little Bit More : .
My favorite things!
- Darkness
- Peace and Quiet
- Wind
- The Sky
- Autumn
- Serpentfang
- StarClan
- Feathers.
My least favorite things...
- Being injured
- Super sunny days
- Being hot
- Loud noises
- Annoying cats.
And, my fears.
- Being alone forever
- Serpentfang getting hurt or worse, dying, I fear for her safety
- Dying...
. : Getting Personal : .
I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a very quiet antisocial tom. I don't like being around other very much... I hide my emotions and pain when around cats I care about so I don't worry them. I have a kind soft hearted side though, willing to do anything to protect cats I care about and will go to any length to help them. I can be dry and sarcastic at times too. An extremely loyal tom with a sense of justice, I will not hesitate to destroy an enemy if they hurt my friends. I do have sympathy and mercy for enemy cats, especially young ones, or the old. I like to guard my emotions too. I guess you could say I'm shy too, often being harsh to guard any emotion.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a lean yet muscled ebony colored tom. I have a small white spot on my forehead. My tail is longer than the average cat too. my eyes are a soft pale gold. My hind legs are well built for jumping and pouncing. My fur is usually sleek and short. I'm not a very big cat, just stating this.
My history, don't go poking around!
To start off.... when I was a little kitten, my father died when out hunting.... he was attacked by a dog and killed around the time I was 2 moons old. I had 2 other brothers and a sister... but they all.... died... during a harsh leaf-bare and my mother was very starved too, along with me... but we survived... even though I was the runt of the litter. She says I was very very lucky. My mother was left crestfallen, I was the only one to keep her going. I was mostly by myself, never really making any close friends, but I was friendly and warm. I always tried my best to be included or to get to know cats, always ending up in embarrassment or being bullied for my small size. I was always feeling isolated, my mother was the only friend I had. But... one day... I really wanted to get out from camp when I was 5 moons old, being impatient and young, I ventured from the safety of the nursery and out into the moors. I wanted to avenge my father. As I traveled into the moors, a two-leg had let lose his dog, the one that had lived nearby at the time... and might have killed my dad. So, being a reckless idiot, I challenged it by taunting the larger animal. As it bolted towards me with blind fury, I froze up, unable to move by fear and agonizing thoughts. Just than, a flash of tawny brown shot out before me. My mother... She was able to keep me hidden in the grass as she fought off the dog... the... the dog.. killed her after a very tough tussle, it retreated with victorious eyes. I sniffed and crept from the tall plants, towards my mother's tawny lifeless body. She was matted with blood or crimson. "M-mommy....it's gone now... you can wake up... wake up mommy... I'm sorry I was being an idiot... I'm sorry... I shoul've stayed.. but I wanted to avenge daddy...." After a few minutes of waiting.... without an answer, I spoke up again in an innocent mew. "Mommy... your all bloody... please... get up mommy....it's gone... please... GET UP! STOP SLEEPING! GET UP!" I cried hysterically as I buried my ebony face into her soft brown tabby fur. She was... gone... forever with Starclan... I wouldn't see her... ever.... Rain began to fall onto my mother, I felt as if it was going to hurt her so I shielded her in the best way possible with my little raven black body. A couple Breezeclan warriors took my mom's body back to camp and mourned for her, like the rest, and I was punished for leaving camp. I felt as if this punishment wasn't enough for my sin, always begging for something worse to punish me, but was denied. To this day, I often blame myself for what happened to my family, especially my brave mother. I always think that Starclan hates me because of the sin I committed. This caused me to completely keep myself in utter loneliness, afraid that whoever I grew to care about would perish due to my actions. Sometimes, I find myself incapable of fighting, bullying myself on how weak or how useless I am...
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