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

I can play the special kit!
Wishkit
Strengths: calm under pressure
Weaknesses: always helps others, stubborn
Personality: brave, odd, kind, sweet
Gender: She-kit
Age: Almost 5 moons
Rank: kit
Mother: ?
Father: ?
Appearance: beautiful white she-kit with dark gray speckles, dark gray paws, dark gray tail tip, and clear blue eyes.
 
I can play the special kit!
Wishkit
Strengths: calm under pressure
Weaknesses: always helps others, stubborn
Personality: brave, odd, kind, sweet
Gender: She-kit
Age: Almost 5 moons
Rank: kit
Mother: ?
Father: ?
Appearance: beautiful white she-kit with dark gray speckles, dark gray paws, dark gray tail tip, and clear blue eyes.
(Can you clarify of what you mean by the special kit?)
 
In the description, it says someone is needed to play the special kit.
(We are already past 2 prophecies. We've kept this rp up for a little over a year now. You are welcome to join, but there is already a different kit for the prophecy we are doing right now. You might be a bit confused because of all the different charries and plots going on, so I'm just letting you know that you are welcome to join, but it might be a bit difficult)
 
(We are already past 2 prophecies. We've kept this rp up for a little over a year now. You are welcome to join, but there is already a different kit for the prophecy we are doing right now. You might be a bit confused because of all the different charries and plots going on, so I'm just letting you know that you are welcome to join, but it might be a bit difficult)
Ok thanks. I don't think I'll join since I already have rps.
 
With a quick nod in understanding, he scrambled onto its belly and dug his claws in deep. He grimaced as he felt them ripping flesh and saw massive amounts of blood coming out of it, but he reminded himself that the dog was here to kill his Clanmates.
The dog let out a pitiful squeal of pain, and yelping, stumbled back into the woods.


Prairiepaw abandoned the elders den and ran to the remaining dog. It was a smaller dog, but still bigger than all the cats. It was quick, snapping at every cat in sight. Prairiepaw was quick, too. She leapt onto it's back, and drilled her claws into it's side, then gave it a hard bite to the shoulder.
 
Nightbird pounced at the last dog, hanging on with her claws in its flank. It twisted and snapped at her, and she sprang backwards. The dog rushed her, and she wasn’t quick enough to avoid its paws, one of which hit her on the stomach and sent her sliding away. She stumbled to her feet and gasped, fortunately not getting the dog’s attention because of all the other cats surrounding it.
 
Bramblestar gave a victory caterwaul before slumping down, blood oozing from his ribs from where the dog bit him. He shook himself back awake quickly before standing and limping around the camp, making sure no cat was too badly hurt. Any cat he thought needed attention got ordered to the medicine den to join Moosepelt. The cats he ordered were Nightbird, Lionpaw, and Dustfur before he joined them himself at the back of the line.
 

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