*Running with the Flood* A Warrior Cat RP~Open~

Name: Frosty
Nickname (if applicable): Frosty (what a surprise)
Strengths: due to having to learn how to survive on his own, he’s good at getting out of bad situations and avoiding dangerous cats
Weaknesses: he’s small for his age and not a good fighter
Personality: Chatty, nosey, friendly, curious, bold, a bit naive, clever when he wants to be, cheerful, uses jokes and sarcasm to cover up sadness, shy because of his background
Gender: Male
Age: 6 moons
Rank: Loner
Mentor: n/a
Apprentice: n/a
Mother: dead
Father: dead
Physical Description: Small (some would even say tiny) short-furred tom with light green eyes. All black except for a white patch on his chest, paws, tail tip, and chin/muzzle (tuxedo).
 
Prairiepaw let out a grunt as Sunstrike got her in the belly. Rolling with the blow, she let herself tumble back onto her feet, then sprang up and over her mentor. She then rammed her weight into Sunstike's flank to unbalance her, and leapt back onto Sunstrike's back, balancing herself low to her back the way Sunstrike taught her.
"Much better." She praised, raising onto her hind-legs and flopping onto her back, crushing Prairiepaw between herself and the ground
Name: Frosty
Nickname (if applicable): Frosty (what a surprise)
Strengths: due to having to learn how to survive on his own, he’s good at getting out of bad situations and avoiding dangerous cats
Weaknesses: he’s small for his age and not a good fighter
Personality: Chatty, nosey, friendly, curious, bold, a bit naive, clever when he wants to be, cheerful, uses jokes and sarcasm to cover up sadness, shy because of his background
Gender: Male
Age: 6 moons
Rank: Loner
Mentor: n/a
Apprentice: n/a
Mother: dead
Father: dead
Physical Description: Small (some would even say tiny) short-furred tom with light green eyes. All black except for a white patch on his chest, paws, tail tip, and chin/muzzle (tuxedo).
Accepted
Nightbird dropped her prey onto the pile, examining it to make sure it was stocked satisfactorily.
Hazelpaw followed suit, then stretched and looked around. "I should probably go change the elders bedding out now. I'll talk to you later?"
 
"Much better." She praised, raising onto her hind-legs and flopping onto her back, crushing Prairiepaw between herself and the ground

Accepted

Hazelpaw followed suit, then stretched and looked around. "I should probably go change the elders bedding out now. I'll talk to you later?"
“Have fun with that,” Nightbird said, smirking dryly. “Yeah,” she agreed to her last statement, watching the apprentice head to the elder’s den. She looked around for the deputy. Maybe I can join a border patrol.
 
“Have fun with that,” Nightbird said, smirking dryly. “Yeah,” she agreed to her last statement, watching the apprentice head to the elder’s den. She looked around for the deputy. Maybe I can join a border patrol.
Instead of the deputy, Bramblestar was in the clearing, clearly looking for some cat who wasn't doing anything. Spotting, Nightbird, he said, "Hey, Nightbird, would you like to join me and Dustfur on the dawn hunting patrol tomorrow?"
(ladybugchickenfarms controls the deputy and she's taking a break from this rp for a little while)
 
Instead of the deputy, Bramblestar was in the clearing, clearly looking for some cat who wasn't doing anything. Spotting, Nightbird, he said, "Hey, Nightbird, would you like to join me and Dustfur on the dawn hunting patrol tomorrow?"
(ladybugchickenfarms controls the deputy and she's taking a break from this rp for a little while)
Before Nightbird could answer, Bramblestar stiffened, scenting the air. "Dogs!" He yowled, giving the cats in the camp a few seconds of warning before one of the lumbering beasts crashed through the thorn wall, quickly followed by two other dogs. "Guard the nursery! Protect the Elders!" Bramblestar quickly instructed a few different cats before launching himself at the biggest dog's face with a furious yowl.
Rosethorn, having been told to guard the nursery, quickly ushered the kits and nursing queens that were frozen and not sure what to do into the safety of the bramble nursery. His fur fluffed and claws out, he watched the scene playing before him. All he could think about was protecting his two beloved kits and his mate that were hunkering in the very back of the den he was protecting.
 
Before Nightbird could answer, Bramblestar stiffened, scenting the air. "Dogs!" He yowled, giving the cats in the camp a few seconds of warning before one of the lumbering beasts crashed through the thorn wall, quickly followed by two other dogs. "Guard the nursery! Protect the Elders!" Bramblestar quickly instructed a few different cats before launching himself at the biggest dog's face with a furious yowl.
Rosethorn, having been told to guard the nursery, quickly ushered the kits and nursing queens that were frozen and not sure what to do into the safety of the bramble nursery. His fur fluffed and claws out, he watched the scene playing before him. All he could think about was protecting his two beloved kits and his mate that were hunkering in the very back of the den he was protecting.
Nightbird whipped around, the fur along her spine sticking out as she took in the scene of the dogs barreling into camp. Her ears were against her head. Think! Don’t go near their jaws! What did Bramblestar say? Protect- protect the nursery! A dog was getting closer and closer to the nursery in its wild dash about camp. She crouched and lunged up, racing towards it and slashing at its flank.
 

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