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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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 Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 5:26 pm
unfortunately, BreezeClan is closed as well Dx" You can only join STormClan or SeaClan
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 5:28 pm
Winged Timberwolf unfortunately, BreezeClan is closed as well Dx" You can only join STormClan or SeaClan awwwwww ok then i sir shall join the StOrMcLaN
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 6:20 pm
wingedwolf33 Winged Timberwolf unfortunately, BreezeClan is closed as well Dx" You can only join STormClan or SeaClan awwwwww ok then i sir shall join the StOrMcLaN alrighty then! :3 you can start posting any time you'd like. Also, you've been assigned the recently added Lotuspaw (owned by iAdoration) as her apprentice! Congrats :3 Ah, yes, Duskclaw is Lotuspaw's mentor! Just thought you shouldknow. C:
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 7:02 pm
- >:3 The apprentices den will never smell the same again once he's through. -  . : About Me : .My name is Wilypaw.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 9 moons.
I'm an apprentice.
My kin include nobody important enough to be mentioned!.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
* Torture of the most evil and diabolical kind!
* Sneakiness!
* Successful raids!
* Tricks of the trickiest kind!
* Pranks of the prankiest kind!
* Grossing out those around me (I will not hold back gas, my friends! SBD!)
* Getting someone who fights back!
* Being dirty!
* Being annoying!
My least favorite things...
- Cleanliness!
- Being forced to do things I do not want to do!
- Cowards!
- Being forced to do tasks do to my tricks (even though it's usually worth it)!
- Butterflies and cute... cuddly things! Blech!
And, my fears.
- Death! Why would I want to end my wonderfully blessed life too soon?
- Causing a death! I may be a prankster, but I am not one to kill!
- Someone rivaling my badness!
- Someone finding out my nursery past and using it against me! . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Who are you lookin' at badgerface? Think you're up to training me, the leader of the pranksters? Think again! I'm am notoriously known for most devious tricks and wrong doings, that range from letting a big one in the apprentices den, to pouring sap over a fellow apprentices nest. When that poor soul wakes up, she's going to be walking around like a living bush! Those are the things that keep me constantly entertained Don't worry if you think that's the worst I can do. I got a whole giant pile of pranks stuffed in my head.
I'm not afraid to voice my opinions about you, whether I honestly think that or not. I'm also a bit of a loud-mouth and braggart. I love a healthy challenge, and anyone who tries to contradict me means war and will personally wake up with worms in their bedding!
The only cats that have any possible control over my behavior is the leader, the medicine cat, and a few of the senior warriors. Any one else... Lookout!
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm admit, I used to be a rather cute and soft fluffy thing in my kit years, but that time of darkness is over! The short, silky, white and gray coat of mine has been replaced with a mask of spiky dirt, grime, and who knows what else! If I ever took the time to clean my pelt (WHICH WILL NEVER EVER EVER HAPPEN), you might be able to distinguish the light gray marks that are on my nose, ears and tail. But now you can't really tell what's a marking and what's just a splat of unknown substances. My eyes are baby, light blue, though baby is a strong word. I'd say more like fierce lion blue fits the colour a lot better.
My build a light and lithe, and you can barely hear the sound of my cushioned paw steps as I sabotage your nest.
My history, don't go poking around!
So, ugly, you truly wanna know my past? Lemme warn you, it isn't pretty.
I was born to a litter of a lot of kittens. And I mean a lot. I don't know exactly how many I had (I had other genius plots to concoct) but it was a lot. So I was always competing for milk, attention, anything. Embarrassingly enough, at first I tried being a momma's boy, obeying her every word, never leaving her side, and making sure that everything I did, momma approved of. But shh! This is a secret!
Time went on for a moon or so, and I was getting aggravated. My siblings would always run away from momma to play, not paying her any mind until they were hungry, and came running back for food. Everytime my momma would feed them and nuzzle them, welcoming and treating them the same way she did me, even though I was her most loyal son!
I soon came to resent this fact, as my siblings began to grow and taunt me. " Wuss! " "Beetle!" "Momma's worm!"
I would constantly tell my mother, asking her to get them to stop and she would just chuckle, not looking at me and purr, "Oh, Wilykit. It's all in good fun."
After the repeated results, I soon came to realize something. "It's all in good fun." An personality changing epiphany came over me, and a smirk--not a goofy smile-- touched my lips. My siblings were going to have the most fun in there lives!
I broke away from my mother (who seemed not to have minded, which just fueled my cause), and began plotting the demises of my siblings.
The stuff started out simple. I laid one in their group huddle nest. And as my oblivious siblings padded toward the booby trapped nest, and began getting comfy, something sort of broke in my and I swear my eyes turned ten times brighter that day. All of my kin started murmuring about something warm and an ominous stink rose in the air. Then they started screeching. A whoosh of pure exhilaration clouded and I broke down in laughter, my eyes continuing to light up like stars. Sure a punishment came, but it had been totally worth it.
And thus, the leader of pranks was born.
Hated by my siblings and ignored by my mother (and I think dad's in camp somewhere and he's too embarrassed to claim me), I led a life of a rebel.
I was apprenticed, and by my 3ird moon of training, my mentor had retired to the elders den for some unknown causes.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 7:15 pm
Winged Timberwolf wingedwolf33 Winged Timberwolf unfortunately, BreezeClan is closed as well Dx" You can only join STormClan or SeaClan awwwwww ok then i sir shall join the StOrMcLaN alrighty then! :3 you can start posting any time you'd like. Also, you've been assigned the recently added Lotuspaw (owned by iAdoration) as her apprentice! Congrats :3 Ah, yes, Duskclaw is Lotuspaw's mentor! Just thought you shouldknow. C: okz
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 7:19 pm
Hah! I'm likin' this one. Accepted. C: having a hard time assigning him to a mentor. I should be following the rule of "give to the next available warrior" but he's obviously a trouble maker so he needs a speshul mentor who's had an apprentice before... not sure who to give him to ^^ Any preferences on who you think could handle him? xD
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 11:31 am
LadyLeeLuna iZann If I'm not mistaken, you made Kitty's Skywhisker layout right? That was a really good one biggrin
I think I might have (oh, gosh, my memory is an epic fail today...) lol, and that was a while ago. Well, I'm gonna try to make my own layout, but I don't even have a picture for Dustypaw yet, so gotta find one. ^^ 
Excuse this stuff.
I just had to poke my nose into this.
Yes, yes you did. And tis' real good. ^^
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 11:59 am
LOL Wilypaw's going to be one of my favourite cats in the guild XD
Unknown causes...lol XD
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 12:08 pm
Oh, my, my character Dustpaw and Wilypaw will either be bestfriends or mortal enemies! Dustpaw is a prankster, but good naturedly so, this should be interesting. XD *invision Dustpaw and Wilypaw competing for who can pull off the most effective pranks*
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 12:40 pm
Oioioioi! You could reassign Wilypaw to Cinderstreak if needed. He had to put up with Lustrepaw's antics, so one could say that he is somewhat experienced in the field of tomfoolry-causing cats. >.>
Though of course if that does happen, he'll have to have had Wilypaw assigned to him like very recently, since he kinda disappeared for three moons during the timeskip; Wilypaw's history and age make it pretty possible if it's wanted or needed.
OF COURSE, it's up to Luni. :3 Just putting it out there that I'm pretty willing. I need them two to be more social among StormClan anyhow; Night and Cinderstreak, I mean. ;_;
[shall clean the OOC chat out of here later. I feel bad for spamming up the profile approval thread. Dl ]
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 6:20 pm
@ All a' y'all who quoted me blaugh lol, thanks.
Cinderstreak sounds just fine and dandy to me :3 Though be prepared for a barrage of insults, attacks, and yelling.
Dustpaw, hmm... We shall see how it plays out twisted I've got some pretty good and nasty pranks up my sleeve :3
Actually had to go into a small bout of research to see if cats fart and if they do, how to get the most effective ones. SBD= Silent but Deadly wink
dramallama Excited to see how I play this guy out- I'm going to definitely need to get creative with the insults.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 6:31 pm
Cinderstreak it is then xD
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 6:48 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Beautykit.
I'm a proud member of SeaClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 5 moons.
I'm a kit.
My kin include none.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
♬Being with friends
♬The beauty of nature
My least favorite things...
♬Anyone who is rude or mean or anything 'ugly'
♬Beauty over brains
And, my fears.
♬Dying before I've accomplished my goal
♬Death in general. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am a very happy cat, who enjoys life, as long as no one is mean. I don't enjoy fighting, but I would do it for my Clan. I don't like how most cats only see my beauty, instead of how kind or caring or smart I might be. My goal in life is to show everyone that beauty is inside, not just outside.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I look like a purebred Snowshoe cat. I have bright blue eyes and short fur. I have brown points on my face, tail, and paws. My paws have 'shoes' of white over the points. My tail is long and tapering. There's a little white triangle on my nose. I am a very attractive cat, hence my name.
My history, don't go poking around!
My family is from a long line of Snowshoes. The first ones were loners, who gave their only kit to SeaClan before disappearing. Even though a lot of my ancestors weren't Snowshoes, the genes are strong, and so I look like a purebred one. I don't have much of a history, because I'm just a kit...! But soon I'll make myself a story...!
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 10:35 am
 . : About Me : . My name is Vai, don't forget it, Cutie.
I'm a proud member of the streets, Baby!
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 19 moons old.
I'm a street cat.
My kin include Nada~. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
► Successful manipulation.
► Attractive toms
► Sounds of agony
► Winning 'games'
► Being called pretty
► The feeling of her claws sinking into flesh
► Cuddling.
► Snuggles
► Fighting more than one cat at once
► Muscles ;D
My least favorite things...
◄ Being alone
◄ Being rejected
◄ Losing
◄ Cowards
◄ Those who complain
◄ Water
◄ Rain
◄ Love
And, my fears.
▼ Water
▼ Loosing Jinx
▼ Being tortured
▼ Growing old
▼ Drowning . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Vai tends to attract the spotlight where ever she goes. She wouldn't have it any other way. She has an intelligent mind for plotting and manipulating but she gets distracted by petty things like her looks or attractive toms. She knows how to fight and loves doing so but the only thing she loves more is having a tom fight for her. If she had her way she would make an annual game of making toms battle for her in an arena. She tends to flirt and tease toms during battle. There's another side of Vai that acts more like a kitten,sitting in the background, observing and wanting comfort and acting like a school-girl. There are rumors that claim that she's bipolar. With either personality, she has a weakness for strong, dominant toms.
It's what I am, like it or not.
V is a tortie with black being the base color and having orange and white molted together. Her sparkling, ice blue eyes tended to command most of the attention . Vai's figure was small and petite, basing most of her fighting style on speed, agility and finesse. Most would say her looks and poise makes her an attractive temptation.
My history, don't go poking around!
The first thing Vai remembers is a warm nest, yellow lights shining above as a motherly figure pushed her closer to nurse. Vai refused, too busy looking around with blurred eyes. Dark. The next memory was a scene of her beautiful mum sleeping on a sofa with Vai's three brothers surrounding her, she felt happy then. Then it goes blank. The last memory of her kithood she was around the age of 8 moons, she was outside in the cold. She shivered as raindrops fell onto her pelt. She was surrounded by brown walls, though she could see the sky. Vai attacked the soaking wet box which submitted to her without problem. Dark.
Vai was a young she-cat, warrior age, speaking to an old tom, her teacher. He helped her learn the ways and lifestyle of the streets. Dark. Battle practice, learning how she could use her lack of size to her use. Dark. Teacher demanded she test what she learned on her own. Dark. Vai was trotting along the sidewalk at night, toms surrounding her, she fought them, rolling backwards through one tom's legs and having the two others claw each other instead of Vai. She leaped onto the unhurt tom's back, sinking her fangs around the back of his neck and clamping down, shaking her head violently, tearing through the flesh to which the white spinal cord was showing. There was no noise, just the pumping in her ears. Pain, then darkness.
V was wounded, laying back at the meeting place of her and her teacher. receive a lesson in healing using fluff from inside cushions and pieces of fabric. More pain, then dark. That was all she remembered of importance, other than the death of her teacher, old age. The days of her being alone were dreadful and she thought of ending her life herself.
Soon-- she met Jinx, who is now her best friend and partner in crime. That is when her personality truly started to develop into the flirtatious, manipulative vixen of the streets. She found herself back in the swing of street life, thinking more like a psychotic schoolgirl than anything else. OOC sad ( She and Jinx will have a meeting basically right after Vai gets accepted. XD))
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 8:15 am
Great story! But I'm afraid I cannot accept the bio; the Clans are no longer accepting loners/ rogues. So you'll have to change her bio. Otherwise accepted. I typed "Dory" in the quote thing at first LOL Psychotic and awesome. xD Accepted! :3 GO WREAK HAVOC, WOMAN
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