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

[lilmillefleur]

(0.o....Deja vu.....)

Dang

 

[HeavensHens88]

Cricket wandered aimlessly outside of the denning boulders, completely unaffected by the torrent pummeling her fur.

 

[BuffOrps32]

Cricket wandered aimlessly outside of the denning boulders, completely unaffected by the torrent pummeling her fur.

Fire looked outside and noticed Cricket. "Cricket, get in here before you catch your death!" He rolled his eyes.

 

[HeavensHens88]

Fire looked outside and noticed Cricket. "Cricket, get in here before you catch your death!" He rolled his eyes.

Cricket wheeled on her paws so that she was facing the young tom. "But I have no qualms with the storm," she mewed calmly, her voice nearly lost in the wind's keens.

 

[9SpiceyChickens]

"Yeesh I was right you were hungry. How have you been? I feel like you've been a bit distant lately."

"Oh, I'm good. My mentor hs just been kinda hard!" She said.

 

[9SpiceyChickens]

Name: Stoat that Slips through Grasses
Nickname: Stoat
Gender: Male
Rank: Hunter
Age: 59 moons
Mate/crush: [Greatly Needed]
Mother: Ripple in Muddy Puddle
Father: Deceased
Siblings: Twig that Quivers in Wind
Kits: [many of the blue crew]
Mentor (past or present): Deceased
Apprentice (past or present): [open]
Personality: Calm and compliant with just about anything. If a demanding situation comes up, he'll silently adapt as need be and rise to the occasion. Extremely perceptive of other's feelings and acts accordingly. Responsible and dependable. Like his sister, he's a quiet, stable cat with well-developed powers of concentration and logic.
He has thoroughly surrendered any chance of having a life of fulfilling his own wants- rather, he does everything for the good of others, particularly his immense family. Always there for his many kits, no matter the cost to his own welfare or happiness. He's completely used to and okay with endlessly playing mediator and counselor for them all.
He knows family to be the irreplaceable treasure they are.
Physical Description: Long-legged, slender slate tom with four white socks and eartips. Amber eyes and long, white-tipped tail.

oof. I have a character thats 37 moons who needs a mate :'(

Name: Wood with Claw Scratches
Nickname: wood
Gender: F
Rank: Hunter
Age: 34
Mate/crush: Open
Mother: Probably ded
Father: Read above
Siblings: Open
Kits: Not yet...
Mentor (past or present): IHDK
Apprentice (past or present): Open
Personality: Motherly, but cold.
Physical Description: Brown mackerel tabby with one long scar from the tip of her left ear alllll the way to her back right paw. One Amber eye and one Hazel eye.









(She was already accepted)

 

[HeavensHens88]

oof. I have a character thats 37 moons who needs a mate :'(

Name: Wood with Claw Scratches
Nickname: wood
Gender: F
Rank: Hunter
Age: 34
Mate/crush: Open
Mother: Probably ded
Father: Read above
Siblings: Open
Kits: Not yet...
Mentor (past or present): IHDK
Apprentice (past or present): Open
Personality: Motherly, but cold.
Physical Description: Brown mackerel tabby with one long scar from the tip of her left ear alllll the way to her back right paw. One Amber eye and one Hazel eye.









(She was already accepted)

(Stoat is supposed to be the father to all the blue cats. I forget how old they are, but she could work if none of them are older than her. )

 

[9SpiceyChickens]

(Stoat is supposed to be the father to all the blue cats. I forget how old they are, but she could work if none of them are older than her. )

Okay, cool. We'll pretend she is the mother, just till we know for sure.

 

[BuffOrps32]

Cricket wheeled on her paws so that she was facing the young tom. "But I have no qualms with the storm," she mewed calmly, her voice nearly lost in the wind's keens.

"Yes, but still the cold is bad for you. Please come in."

 

[BuffOrps32]

"Oh, I'm good. My mentor hs just been kinda hard!" She said.

"Oh, well when the weather lets up want to hunt with me?"