*~~Whispers of Nature ~~ A Warriors-Based Roleplay~~* Closed!

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Dark dropped her rabbit on the fresh kill pile, then looked towards the camp entrance. She glanced furtively up at the darkening sky. Star was still out there, her only kit.
"It's scary having them go out there every day," Frog commented. "Even now, their still your only kit."
He settled down. Hunters were instructed that once they had caught their prey, they were to hunker down for the impending storm.
(Aaaand I just realised Dark wasn't accepted yet)
 
Name: Fire That Burns in the Night
Nickname: Depends on who- His closest friends call him Night and everyone else calls him Fire
Gender: M
Rank: Fighter
Age: 10 Moons
Mate/crush: Open
Mother: Open
Father: Open
Siblings: Open
Kits: N/A
Mentor (past or present): Open
Apprentice (past or present): Open
Personality: This is to be role played, I haven't really decided.
Physical Description: Smoky gray tom with a fire shaped ginger patch on chest, paws, tail, and face in between the eyes running on muzzle. His eyes are a handsome hazel. His paws are large and built to fight. He has scars and a nick in his ears. Ears are a dark gray nearly black color with black tufts.
Accepted AS LONG AS HES INFERTILE

Name: Pawsteps in the Dark
Nickname: Dark
Gender: Female
Rank: Hunter
Age: 43 moons
Mate/Crush: Thunder(a wanderer)
Kits: Star
Mother: Tiny Grey Mouse, came to tribe with two tiny kits(died)
Father: a strange loner with a slender frame and smooth brown fur.
Sibling(s): one(dead)
Mentor(past or present): NA
Apprentice(past or present): none
Personality: quiet, caring, excellent hunter, opinionated
Physical Description: lithe, shiny black she-cat with sun yellow eyes.
Other-none
Accepted
 
Wind squinted as a couple drops rolled off his pelt. "We better hurry," he muttered. "Not like anything can attack us in the middle of a storm like this anyways."
Ice considered this same thing. "Yeah, I'm afraid this is gonna have to be brief. We'd best be getting back to camp before the storm hits."
 
Wind squinted as a couple drops rolled off his pelt. "We better hurry," he muttered. "Not like anything can attack us in the middle of a storm like this anyways."
Ice considered this same thing. "Yeah, I'm afraid this is gonna have to be brief. We'd best be getting back to camp before the storm hits."
Moon shivered. The wind seemed to cut through her long warm fur.
 
Name: Ash of Charred Tree Bark
Nickname: Ash
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter
Age: 43 moons
Mate/crush: open
Mother: Tiny Grey Mouse
Father: a random loner 'wanderer'
Siblings: Dark? Third sibling dead perhaps? idk
Kits: Chaos? Still needs a mom
Mentor (past or present): unknown
Apprentice (past or present): Swallow?
Personality: Fiery, brave, down to earth
Physical Description: Solid smoky black tom with large batlike ears. Small, thin and agile with short fur. Yellow eyes.
 
Moon shivered. The wind seemed to cut through her long warm fur.
Wind hesitantly walked next to her.
Ice wasn't watching them. Her eyes were squinting against the wind as she tried to judge how much time they had before the huge shield shaped front hit. It growled with thunder.
Ice started speedwalking, ears lying flat against her head. It was bothering her.
(Thor was making a funeral for Captain, for all those Avengers fans. )
 
Name: Ash of Charred Tree Bark
Nickname: Ash
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter
Age: 43 moons
Mate/crush: open
Mother: Tiny Grey Mouse
Father: a random loner 'wanderer'
Siblings: Dark? Third sibling dead perhaps? idk
Kits: Chaos? Still needs a mom
Mentor (past or present): unknown
Apprentice (past or present): Swallow?
Personality: Fiery, brave, down to earth
Physical Description: Solid smoky black tom with large batlike ears. Small, thin and agile with short fur. Yellow eyes.
Yes plz! Warning- This tom will have his paws full! His mom could be unknown.
 
Name: Ash of Charred Tree Bark
Nickname: Ash
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter
Age: 43 moons
Mate/crush: open
Mother: Tiny Grey Mouse
Father: a random loner 'wanderer'
Siblings: Dark? Third sibling dead perhaps? idk
Kits: Chaos? Still needs a mom
Mentor (past or present): unknown
Apprentice (past or present): Swallow?
Personality: Fiery, brave, down to earth
Physical Description: Solid smoky black tom with large batlike ears. Small, thin and agile with short fur. Yellow eyes.
(Nice. Mouse could have been silver of course, which would explain the smoke. :))
 

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