Rosebelly's Lament

[Role]

"Let's go hunt together, one last time," Thistlewing purred. Rosepaw grinned. It was the day of her ceremony. Her warrior ceremony that is. "Of course! Maybe we can even battle train?" "You know all I know. There is nothing more to teach, my apprentice." "Since when did you get so soft?" Thistlewing chuckled in response, and began walking out of camp. Rosepaw bounded ahead of him, and waited for the older tom to catch up. "Hurry! The sun's going down!" Thistlewing shook his head with a smile, and sped up. Rosepaw sprinted farther ahead, but came to a halt. A stench of which she had never scented before entered her nostrils and burned like a fire. A stench of which she would never forget. Thistlewing must've scented it before her, because he came running towards her. "Rosepaw look ou-!" Too late. Rosepaw felt a massive weight slam into her, and then pain. It was a fox. The beast tore at her shoulder fur, and dug its long claws into her. Rosepaw furiously kicked at the fox, yowling and hissing. Thistlewing leapt into action. He ripped the fox away from Rosepaw, and screeched a battle cry. Thistlewing unsheathed his claws, and slammed his paws on the fox. Dazed, the fox reared up, and slammed its paws down on the ground, just missing Thistlewing. Thistlewing leaped back, snarling. Rosepaw shakily stood, fur bristling and eyes wide. She had almost died! Shaken and fearful, Rosepaw could do nothing but watch. Thistlewing sprinted towards the fox, and slid under the large mammal. His claws tore at it's underbelly, opening new wounds. Rosebelly felt a sense of triumph. "Come on, Thistlewing! You got this," she cheered. Too soon. The fox had leaped away and pinned the warrior down, its yellow teeth bared. The sour stench the fox had given off was now tainted with blood. Thistlewing thrashed and thrashed, but no avail. The fox stooped down to sink its fangs into his throat. A few agonizing moments passed, leaving Rosepaw in pure shock, and Thistlewing gave up. Rosepaw took a step back, her voice giving out a low whine. Her eyes traveled up to the fox. It was still gnawing at Thistlewing's throat. In a burst of pure rage, Rosepaw leaped at the fox and sunk her claws into it. The fox yelped and leaped backwards. It ran towards Rosepaw, slammed into her side, and sprinted off. Rosepaw hit the ground with a loud thump.

Rosebelly had forgotten most of this event. She had been knocked out soon after Thistlewing died. She had even forgotten her mentor's name! However, the stench of fox and the snarls and yowls had stayed with her to this day. How could she forget that? Now, Rosebelly is 36 moons. She barely has any memories of the event, but anything that reminds her of foxes sends her into a panic.
Darkrose approaches Rosebelly with a smile. They ask Rosebelly if she'd like to go hunting, and she happily agrees. Darkrose and Rosebelly head off into the territory, expressions hopeful. That was when it hit her. Hard. The stale scent of fox. Rosebelly is utterly terrified. So terrified, in fact, that she begins to panic. Darkrose informs her that this is an old scent, and that the fox probably isn't here anymore. Still, Rosebelly panics and guides her sibling away.
Rosebelly now on edge and fearful, refuses to go hunt. Rosebelly is then convinced by Ivorythorn to go walk with them out in the forest. Rosebelly reluctantly agrees. The pair set off into the woods. All isn't peaceful and calm until a twig snaps. It was only her sibling, but the noise was enough to set her off. Rosebelly flees from the woods and back to camp, Ivorythorn following behind.
Rippletail catches Rosebelly in the camp, and confronts her. They question her fear of foxes and when Rosebelly claims she doesn't remember, Rippletail starts to put her down, and confesses Darkrose and Ivorythorn told them about the recent events. Rippletail insults and belittles their sister, and leaves her in misery.
Rosebelly leaves the camp, and Celestialgaze and Morningblue secretly follow. She wanders in the forest, and stops near the spot her mentor was buried. Unaware of the burial mound, Rosebelly sits down and thinks about the recent events. Celestialgaze and Morningblue begin to enter the clearing, but Celestialgaze steps on a twig. Rosebelly is now fearful and on edge. Put "Poor Rosebelly" in the other section. The pair step out of the undergrowth, and Rosebelly leaps to her feet. She was in a defensive stance, but she soon recovers as she sees her friends. The trio talk for some time before starting to walk. Rosebelly talks about the recent events with her siblings. Celestialgaze and Morningblue listen. Eventually, the small group coincidentally reach Thistlewing's burial mound. Rosebelly is rooted to the spot.

AND THE REST IS TBRP'D!!!!

Roles:

Sibling 1- must be kind and understanding, but mean enough to gossip with Sibling 2 about the hunt with Rosebelly.
Sibling 2- must like to gossip with their friends. They must tell Sibling 3 about the hunt and the stroll with Rosebelly.
Sibling 3- must be rude and unkind towards all their siblings, mostly Rosebelly.
Friend 1- must be kind and understanding. They must be able to comfort Rosebelly
Friend 2- must be kind and understanding. They must be able to comfort Rosebelly

FORM

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Role:
Appearance:
Personality
Roleplaying Example:
Plot Ideas:
Other:
Questions:

Because I want to make this more serious, I'll choose the roles on a certain date. That date will be... September 27. ;3

[Role]

Bump

[Role]

Bump because I'm bored and impatient

[Risenphoenix]

Name: Brindlefur

Age: 38 Moons

Gender: female

Role: Friend

Appearance: http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=936&pictureid=4054

Personality: Loyal to her friends and the clan, kind and sympathetic, exceptionally brave but doesn't go looking for a fight. Very loyal to the Warrior Code. Selfless, generous, dislikes getting dirty.

Roleplaying Example: Brindlefur slowly pads through the undergrowth, her fur blending easily with the filtered sunlight passing through the canopy above. Her ears were perked and her mouth was parted to taste the air as she moved, searching out prey and intruders alike. It wasn't too often she set out on her own, but with the conditions as they were, hunting was a desperate necessity, and the she-cat was working her paws off to try to help ensure every cat in the clan had at least a small meal in their belly every day. The scent of mouse catches her attention and she freezes, her ears slowly swiveling to pinpoint the location of her prey before she sinks into the hunter's crouch, carefully placing each paw down to draw herself forward, pawstep by pawstep until she was in range. The mouse froze, its tiny nose wiggling, and it started to flee; but it was too late. Brindlefur pounced, sinking her claws into the mouse and delivering a sharp nip to the back of its neck to kill it, purring in delight before giving her thanks to StarClan for the piece of prey to help feed her clan.

Plot Ideas: Not ATM?

Other: nope!

Questions: none :3

[Hopekit]

Name: Celestialgaze
Age: 34 Moons
Gender: Female
Role: Friend
Appearance: I will provide a written appearance afterwards when I'm in the middle of editing, I don't have very much time currently.
[1 (https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.m81EsBOT5mdcuFSnDg3oGwEsDh&pid=15.1)] [2 (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7W4oG1BxAQ/S98JDa4XmBI/AAAAAAAAC74/oD4hj8j3vvE/s1600/differ-eyed-blue-mackerel-tabby-kitty-6.JPG)] [3 (http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/blue-tabby-cat-panting-23030697.jpg)] [4 (http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/blue-tabby-cat-door-15242254.jpg)] [5 (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7W4oG1BxAQ/S98IppasmTI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/oDuHSjNBGNo/s1600/differ-eyed-blue-mackerel-tabby-kitty-2.JPG)] [6 (http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/blue-tabby-cat-tree-23115118.jpg)]
Personality: To be added
Roleplaying Example:
Example 1-
Crunch. Crunch. Dygi slowly padded through the calm forest, ears twitching at every bird's call. The silence was strange; wherever Dygi was, sound was. And that sound was usually angry calls as Dygi's mischief was discovered. That was when he had had family. Now he was alone. With no one to help him. Guide him. Like him. He was all alone in this cruel world, and it would probably stay that way forever, since everybody disliked him for his mischief and pranks. Nobody ever got through his prank side and discovered the playful, happy side of him. Nobody ever tried to anyway, to be honest. They disliked him the second he did a prank on him. Dygi had not met one fox; or any Cub of Canista, for that matter; that truly liked him other than his sister. His poor, poor sister. He imagined her now, her pleached red eyes, lightly colored orange pelt, her fluffy tail, her currently stolen will. She had been taken from him; taken by the Tailless Seer, became one of the Taken by force. Not one of the Narral, Not Someone They were searching for, Not a normal fox; a pleached fox.Dygi remembered his days with Jura as they played together and occasionally pranked their parents, but not too harshly. How they would play fight, claw at each other but gently and not with their claws but with the softness of their paw fur. The good old days, when they only heard tails about the heartless Mage. When it was nothing more than a story, a tale told to little foxes. Now their nightmares had come true; Jura had been pleached, and Dygi was running for dear life.
Example 2-
Dygi sniffed the air. He had not noticed that there was such a strong scent, filling this entire area, of this stinky fox. [no offense] "My name is Dygi. I just happened to be running by and didn't see you there." He looked at the fox with big adorable 'innocent-looking' eyes, hoping it would get him out of trouble. "And who are you?" He inquired, looking at the fox with his gaze sweeping from his tail and gradually rising until he reached the stranger's ears.
Something was unusual about this fox, but he couldn't place his paw on it, and it was bugging him like crazy. He instantly became suspicious of this fox. What if it was the mage, or part of the narral? This cub of canista could easily be fooling him into staying there for a while so that he could become pleached. Dygi slowly backed away, not from fear, but for worry that his anger at the mage for pleaching his sister would get to his head and he would do something crazy like launch himself at this fox and battle, though he hadn't practiced very much lately and probably would not do very well because of the anger that caused impatience.
"Who are you?" He repeated, this time not looking for the name but for who he was working for, or if he was a normal fox.
Example 3-
Star's eyes followed the mouse as it nibbled a few bits of whatever. It looked plump from where she was standing, and she looked at it hungrily. She dropped into a crouch, watching as her paws silently slithered over the ground. She stopped a tail-length away from her prey as she judged the distance between her and the mouse. Wiggling her haunches, she leaped right next to the mouse, scrambling up and putting a quick paw on top of the mouse to stop it from moving. She leaned down to give it a killing bite. She looked at her catch proudly, her eyes shining like stars. She leaned down and gently took the warm prey into her jaws, carefully standing up straight and looking around her. Many twoleg buildings inhabited the 'wilderness' in front of her. She spotted a nearby street / Thunderpath (she calls it a thunderpath though other strays call it streets..) and looked at it, scanning it briefly. She walked happily to the sidewalk and stared at the Thunderpath, making sure nothing was passing by. When she was sure it was safe, she sprinted across it, swiftly putting paw in front of paw. Blood roared in her ears as she felt the wind ruffle her fur. She kept running until she reached the more comfortable feeling of the sidewalk beneath her paws. She looked around and walked through a narrow opening in the midst of the houses, taking interest in it. Finding nothing, she leaped on top of one of the fences, walking on it steadily as she bounced from one fence to the next. On her 3rd fence, she sniffed cautiously as she had done on all the other fences, but found something else mixed with the scent of twolegs. A cat? She sniffed once more, thinking she had imagined the smell, but only smelled the same things. "I wonder which cat passed this way. I don't often find cats, but maybe that's because I stay to the other side of the twoleg place." She murmered to herself. She sniffed around, having taken an interest in whatever the smell would lead her to. She followed it, curious, and stopped dead in her tracks as she spotted cats a few fox-lengths away. Would they attack her when they found out she was here, or would she be safe? She didn't want to find out. She wasn't fit for a fight; she was scrawny and a bit tired. Her mouse had been a lucky find and a lucky catch. She crawled backwards a bit. Leaping off the fence in hopes to get away. She jumped as she heard a random twig crack loudly beneath her paws. Oh no. I'm in for some trouble. She thought to herself, sighing with dread.

Plot Ideas: ---
Other: Poor Rosebelly...
Questions: ----

[Socks]

(Just gonna slip little Ferret in here)

Name: Ferretpaw
Age: 8 moons
Gender: Female
Role: Friend
Appearance: Click
Ferretpaw is a tall, muscular she-cat with a lovely, sleek pelt and dazzling green eyes. Her fur is a light grey which appears to look silver and white.
Personality:
Roleplaying Example:
Plot Ideas:
Other: WIP
Also poor Rosebelly ;-;
Questions:

[Role]

Boop

[Role]

Blarp

[Role]

Buuuump

[Charmer]

Name: Morningblue
Age: 39 moons
Gender: male
Role: Friend 1 or 2
Appearance: powerfully built, smokey gray fur with green rates
Personality: Stoic, serious, dutiful, but with a playful side that only comes out among those he trusts.
Roleplaying Example:Morningblue looked longingly at the freshkill and swallowed the saliva that was pooling in his mouth at the smell. He nudged it back toward the she-cat. "There are other cats who need this more than me. Growing apprentices, cats in the medicine den, Snowstar."
Plot Ideas: Just to add this to the story of how our kitties got together.
Other: Poor Rosebelly
Questions: nope

[Role]

Name: Morningblue
Age: 39 moons
Gender: male
Role: Friend 1 or 2
Appearance: powerfully built, smokey gray fur with green rates
Personality: Stoic, serious, dutiful, but with a playful side that only comes out among those he trusts.
Roleplaying Example:Morningblue looked longingly at the freshkill and swallowed the saliva that was pooling in his mouth at the smell. He nudged it back toward the she-cat. "There are other cats who need this more than me. Growing apprentices, cats in the medicine den, Snowstar."
Plot Ideas: Just to add this to the story of how our kitties got together.
Other: Poor Rosebelly
Questions: nope
Name: Celestialgaze
Age: 34 Moons
Gender: Female
Role: Friend
Appearance: I will provide a written appearance afterwards when I'm in the middle of editing, I don't have very much time currently.
[1 (https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.m81EsBOT5mdcuFSnDg3oGwEsDh&pid=15.1)] [2 (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7W4oG1BxAQ/S98JDa4XmBI/AAAAAAAAC74/oD4hj8j3vvE/s1600/differ-eyed-blue-mackerel-tabby-kitty-6.JPG)] [3 (http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/blue-tabby-cat-panting-23030697.jpg)] [4 (http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/blue-tabby-cat-door-15242254.jpg)] [5 (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7W4oG1BxAQ/S98IppasmTI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/oDuHSjNBGNo/s1600/differ-eyed-blue-mackerel-tabby-kitty-2.JPG)] [6 (http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/blue-tabby-cat-tree-23115118.jpg)]
Personality: To be added
Roleplaying Example:
Example 1-
Crunch. Crunch. Dygi slowly padded through the calm forest, ears twitching at every bird's call. The silence was strange; wherever Dygi was, sound was. And that sound was usually angry calls as Dygi's mischief was discovered. That was when he had had family. Now he was alone. With no one to help him. Guide him. Like him. He was all alone in this cruel world, and it would probably stay that way forever, since everybody disliked him for his mischief and pranks. Nobody ever got through his prank side and discovered the playful, happy side of him. Nobody ever tried to anyway, to be honest. They disliked him the second he did a prank on him. Dygi had not met one fox; or any Cub of Canista, for that matter; that truly liked him other than his sister. His poor, poor sister. He imagined her now, her pleached red eyes, lightly colored orange pelt, her fluffy tail, her currently stolen will. She had been taken from him; taken by the Tailless Seer, became one of the Taken by force. Not one of the Narral, Not Someone They were searching for, Not a normal fox; a pleached fox.Dygi remembered his days with Jura as they played together and occasionally pranked their parents, but not too harshly. How they would play fight, claw at each other but gently and not with their claws but with the softness of their paw fur. The good old days, when they only heard tails about the heartless Mage. When it was nothing more than a story, a tale told to little foxes. Now their nightmares had come true; Jura had been pleached, and Dygi was running for dear life.
Example 2-
Dygi sniffed the air. He had not noticed that there was such a strong scent, filling this entire area, of this stinky fox. [no offense] "My name is Dygi. I just happened to be running by and didn't see you there." He looked at the fox with big adorable 'innocent-looking' eyes, hoping it would get him out of trouble. "And who are you?" He inquired, looking at the fox with his gaze sweeping from his tail and gradually rising until he reached the stranger's ears.
Something was unusual about this fox, but he couldn't place his paw on it, and it was bugging him like crazy. He instantly became suspicious of this fox. What if it was the mage, or part of the narral? This cub of canista could easily be fooling him into staying there for a while so that he could become pleached. Dygi slowly backed away, not from fear, but for worry that his anger at the mage for pleaching his sister would get to his head and he would do something crazy like launch himself at this fox and battle, though he hadn't practiced very much lately and probably would not do very well because of the anger that caused impatience.
"Who are you?" He repeated, this time not looking for the name but for who he was working for, or if he was a normal fox.
Example 3-
Star's eyes followed the mouse as it nibbled a few bits of whatever. It looked plump from where she was standing, and she looked at it hungrily. She dropped into a crouch, watching as her paws silently slithered over the ground. She stopped a tail-length away from her prey as she judged the distance between her and the mouse. Wiggling her haunches, she leaped right next to the mouse, scrambling up and putting a quick paw on top of the mouse to stop it from moving. She leaned down to give it a killing bite. She looked at her catch proudly, her eyes shining like stars. She leaned down and gently took the warm prey into her jaws, carefully standing up straight and looking around her. Many twoleg buildings inhabited the 'wilderness' in front of her. She spotted a nearby street / Thunderpath (she calls it a thunderpath though other strays call it streets..) and looked at it, scanning it briefly. She walked happily to the sidewalk and stared at the Thunderpath, making sure nothing was passing by. When she was sure it was safe, she sprinted across it, swiftly putting paw in front of paw. Blood roared in her ears as she felt the wind ruffle her fur. She kept running until she reached the more comfortable feeling of the sidewalk beneath her paws. She looked around and walked through a narrow opening in the midst of the houses, taking interest in it. Finding nothing, she leaped on top of one of the fences, walking on it steadily as she bounced from one fence to the next. On her 3rd fence, she sniffed cautiously as she had done on all the other fences, but found something else mixed with the scent of twolegs. A cat? She sniffed once more, thinking she had imagined the smell, but only smelled the same things. "I wonder which cat passed this way. I don't often find cats, but maybe that's because I stay to the other side of the twoleg place." She murmered to herself. She sniffed around, having taken an interest in whatever the smell would lead her to. She followed it, curious, and stopped dead in her tracks as she spotted cats a few fox-lengths away. Would they attack her when they found out she was here, or would she be safe? She didn't want to find out. She wasn't fit for a fight; she was scrawny and a bit tired. Her mouse had been a lucky find and a lucky catch. She crawled backwards a bit. Leaping off the fence in hopes to get away. She jumped as she heard a random twig crack loudly beneath her paws. Oh no. I'm in for some trouble. She thought to herself, sighing with dread.

Plot Ideas: ---
Other: Poor Rosebelly...
Questions: ----


Accepting these two because
A) Morningblue is a good friend to Rosebelly X3 their relationship could grow on this
B) Celestialgaze sounds interesting
And C) the other two apps. were missing things.

ALL I NEED ARE THREEEEE SIBLINGSSSS :D
Socks
Risenphoenix
Although you two weren't picked, you can apply a different cat for a sibling, or use the same. Or if you don't want to do that, could you invite some friends?

[Tundra]

Name
Ripplepelt
Age
36 moons
Gender
Male
Role
Sibling Three
Appearance

Personality
Ripple is a Rude and unkind cat. If he dislikes someone in the Clan he'll bully them. He is rude toward his siblings as well.
[Srry for le shortness...]
Roleplaying Example
Writers Block (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=394998&postcount=1418)
Skypaw exited the camp. The older apprentice flicked his tail as he kept a lookout for prey. Remember. [I]Gotta be quick! The black and white tom let out a small burst of energy, then skidded to a halt. Gotta dispatch it quickly! Skypaw swiftly pounced on a small rock, pretending it was a rabbit. Basically gotta be fast with everything!

After going over what he had to do in order to hunt correctly, the apprentice padding along the moor, keeping his ears pricked, stepping lightly and jaws parted. A few moments later a familiar scent hit the roof of his mouth. Rabbit! Skypaw stopped with one paw raised in the air as he tried to pinpoint the prey. His gaze scanned the moor, searching for the Rabbit. When he spotted it he didn't hesitate. The black and white cat leaped forward and sprinted toward the prey at full speed. Skypaw watched as the rabbit sat up, alarmed and bolted away. He immediately stopped for a heartbeat then turned, continuing the chase.

The Rabbit's squeal of terror was cut off as Skypaw slammed his paw down on the Rabbit's spine and killed it. The brown, furry creature fell to the ground and lay limp. "Gotcha!" He purred as he grabbed the prey gently in his jaws. "Hm..." Skypaw studied the Rabbit. It had light frown fur, a small black nose and a little white tail that looked like a cotton ball. The apprentice studied the eyes next. They were black and beady. Well that's.. Scary... Just the thought of having pupils that weren't visible creeped him out. Skypaw exhaled through his nose and began padding back to camp. Along the way he saw about two Rabbit's sprint past him, but he didn't bother to chase. He had already killed one, and that one was a little heavier than expected. Why is this so heavy? He thought as his gaze darted to the Rabbit what was hanging from his jaws. Wow! He thought when he realized how bit the thing was. It was a little bigger than what he usually caught. This things huge! Skypaw smiled and ran the rest of the way back to camp, eager to show off the Rabbit that he had caught.
Plot Ideas
None
Other
Poor Rosebelly ~ Role
Questions
None

[Role]

Name
Ripplepelt
Age
36 moons
Gender
Male
Role
Sibling Three
Appearance

Personality
Ripple is a Rude and unkind cat. If he dislikes someone in the Clan he'll bully them. He is rude toward his siblings as well.
[Srry for le shortness...]
Roleplaying Example
Writers Block (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=394998&postcount=1418)
Skypaw exited the camp. The older apprentice flicked his tail as he kept a lookout for prey. Remember. [I]Gotta be quick! The black and white tom let out a small burst of energy, then skidded to a halt. Gotta dispatch it quickly! Skypaw swiftly pounced on a small rock, pretending it was a rabbit. Basically gotta be fast with everything!

After going over what he had to do in order to hunt correctly, the apprentice padding along the moor, keeping his ears pricked, stepping lightly and jaws parted. A few moments later a familiar scent hit the roof of his mouth. Rabbit! Skypaw stopped with one paw raised in the air as he tried to pinpoint the prey. His gaze scanned the moor, searching for the Rabbit. When he spotted it he didn't hesitate. The black and white cat leaped forward and sprinted toward the prey at full speed. Skypaw watched as the rabbit sat up, alarmed and bolted away. He immediately stopped for a heartbeat then turned, continuing the chase.

The Rabbit's squeal of terror was cut off as Skypaw slammed his paw down on the Rabbit's spine and killed it. The brown, furry creature fell to the ground and lay limp. "Gotcha!" He purred as he grabbed the prey gently in his jaws. "Hm..." Skypaw studied the Rabbit. It had light frown fur, a small black nose and a little white tail that looked like a cotton ball. The apprentice studied the eyes next. They were black and beady. Well that's.. Scary... Just the thought of having pupils that weren't visible creeped him out. Skypaw exhaled through his nose and began padding back to camp. Along the way he saw about two Rabbit's sprint past him, but he didn't bother to chase. He had already killed one, and that one was a little heavier than expected. Why is this so heavy? He thought as his gaze darted to the Rabbit what was hanging from his jaws. Wow! He thought when he realized how bit the thing was. It was a little bigger than what he usually caught. This things huge! Skypaw smiled and ran the rest of the way back to camp, eager to show off the Rabbit that he had caught.
Plot Ideas
None
Other
Poor Rosebelly ~ Role
Questions
None
Accepted! And arg sorry I should've included a physical desc. of rose. She's a ginger tabby with amber eyes. She has a nick in her ear, and a small, subtle scar on her shoulder.

[Tundra]

No worries!

Is this (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTM8pV9EscTgZUJFmfPzcEzNj2Z8vQoV hskWrsHQH_W7y0fXbaAVg) a good appearance for Ripple?

[Role]

No worries!

Is this (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTM8pV9EscTgZUJFmfPzcEzNj2Z8vQoV hskWrsHQH_W7y0fXbaAVg) a good appearance for Ripple?
Perfect! ^^

[Role]

Buuump

[Role]

Blurp

Someone please apply x3 I want to get this rolling before i forget about this

[Role]

Bump

[Role]

JUST TWO MORE ROLES PLS :")

[Role]

Blurp

[Role]

Bump..

[Role]

Bump

[Liekki]

Name: Darkrose
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Role: Sibling 1
Appearance: Site (https://sites.google.com/ipsd.org/ashpetal/main-clans/thunderclan/darkrose)
Personality: "
Roleplaying Example:Cinder stood trembling in the corner, "I-is Raven okay?" Cinder asked. She began to laugh, louder and louder until she was on the ground sobbing. Of course she's not okay! Why would I think that? I'm insane, Urg I just too STUPID she thought, her mind going into a mental breakdown. "What is WRONG WITH ME?" She screamed. "I think I'm insane," she giggled, wiping away her tears. She looked at the demons, the room spinning and tilting. Everything began blurry, clouded from the seemingly quick motion of the room. Her head ached, and her body fell towards the ground, too weak to kneel upright anymore. She lifted her hand, enjoying the feeling of her hand falling as she lifted it more than a few inches. "It's like a bird," she hiccuped. In the back of her mind, she screamed and shouted at herself, but nothing came out. It was like a front row seat to a movie, she couldn't control anything, only see it live. No! Idiot! What are you doing? What am I doing? I can't even control myself anymore. I'm helpless now, there's nothing I can do but wait for the insane part of me to fade away. But what if it never faded? No, there's got to be away. Cinder pounded the sides of her mind, but nothing happened. Cinder clutched her head and groaned. "Someone's at the door, I'll get it. Don't worry, you need to answer the phone," she insisted, sprouting insanity from her very words.
Plot Ideas: Um... something maybe? I'll tell you if I think of any...
Other: Role
Questions: Uhhhh nope!

[Role]

Name: Darkrose
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Role: Sibling 1
Appearance: Site (https://sites.google.com/ipsd.org/ashpetal/main-clans/thunderclan/darkrose)
Personality: "
Roleplaying Example:Cinder stood trembling in the corner, "I-is Raven okay?" Cinder asked. She began to laugh, louder and louder until she was on the ground sobbing. Of course she's not okay! Why would I think that? I'm insane, Urg I just too STUPID she thought, her mind going into a mental breakdown. "What is WRONG WITH ME?" She screamed. "I think I'm insane," she giggled, wiping away her tears. She looked at the demons, the room spinning and tilting. Everything began blurry, clouded from the seemingly quick motion of the room. Her head ached, and her body fell towards the ground, too weak to kneel upright anymore. She lifted her hand, enjoying the feeling of her hand falling as she lifted it more than a few inches. "It's like a bird," she hiccuped. In the back of her mind, she screamed and shouted at herself, but nothing came out. It was like a front row seat to a movie, she couldn't control anything, only see it live. No! Idiot! What are you doing? What am I doing? I can't even control myself anymore. I'm helpless now, there's nothing I can do but wait for the insane part of me to fade away. But what if it never faded? No, there's got to be away. Cinder pounded the sides of her mind, but nothing happened. Cinder clutched her head and groaned. "Someone's at the door, I'll get it. Don't worry, you need to answer the phone," she insisted, sprouting insanity from her very words.
Plot Ideas: Um... something maybe? I'll tell you if I think of any...
Other: Role
Questions: Uhhhh nope!
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!
Accepted!

And with this.. we can get rolling!!!
Charmer Spooky-Flameleaf Hopekit
Ill mention you guys when your part comes up

[Tundra]

Role okay

[Charmer]

Role you got it!

[Role]

Bumpppp

[Queenie]

Name: Ivorystone
Age: Same as Rosebelly
Gender: Female
Role: Sibling 2
Appearance: Here (http://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/hostedimages/1399760679i/9593070._SX540_.jpg)
Personality: Ivorystone likes to be the center of attention. She flirts with just about everyone, and is able to twists others words to benefit her. And when something doesn't go her way she's able to somehow make herself seem innocent, in a sickening sweet way. She often believes she is the only one with the right answer and refuses to think otherwise. Sometimes she forgets what she has, and often discards things and even other cats for the "better" one. Whichever gets her up the food chain.
Roleplaying Example: Here (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=426613&postcount=414)
Plot Ideas: Sorry :3 I really don't know! Maybe Ivorystone can be a butt and totally discard her sibs. If Riverclan gets involved in that upcoming battle maybe she can almost lose one of them or even herself and comes around?
Other: Poor Rosebelly...
Questions: Nada

[Role]

Name: Ivorystone
Age: Same as Rosebelly
Gender: Female
Role: Sibling 2
Appearance: Here (http://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/hostedimages/1399760679i/9593070._SX540_.jpg)
Personality: Ivorystone likes to be the center of attention. She flirts with just about everyone, and is able to twists others words to benefit her. And when something doesn't go her way she's able to somehow make herself seem innocent, in a sickening sweet way. She often believes she is the only one with the right answer and refuses to think otherwise. Sometimes she forgets what she has, and often discards things and even other cats for the "better" one. Whichever gets her up the food chain.
Roleplaying Example: Here (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=426613&postcount=414)
Plot Ideas: Sorry :3 I really don't know! Maybe Ivorystone can be a butt and totally discard her sibs. If Riverclan gets involved in that upcoming battle maybe she can almost lose one of them or even herself and comes around?
Other: Poor Rosebelly...
Questions: Nada
Accepted!

[Queenie]

Accepted!
Awesome! And actually I will change her name to Ivorythorn :)

[Role]

Awesome! And actually I will change her name to Ivorythorn :)
Alrighty!

[Queenie]

Just wondering.. do they have any parentage? I'm adding her to my site and would like to know.

Role

[Role]

Just wondering.. do they have any parentage? I'm adding her to my site and would like to know.

Role
Just learned that their father is Boulderdust, a half ThunderShadow elder! He lives in thunderclan currently
After reading Boulderdust's site, his mate is Bumbleleap

ANd get ready for your part to come up! Darkrose and Rosebelly are almost done!