you can do whatever you want with your character's information. you don't need to ask me, except if you want their rank changed, them to be exiled or anything that effects the whole tribe.
accepted! generally, most temporary names are like the actual names, with two words, but i'll let this slide as you're running out of ideas, haha. go ahead and begin roleplaying, just be sure he has someone to care for him!
alright! accepted! i would say that lone digger could be like a younger, adoptive brother to tricky step, but i'm plannin' on keepin' my lil boy alone, sorry. ^^"
alright! accepted! i would say that lone digger could be like a younger, adoptive brother to tricky step, but i'm plannin' on keepin' my lil boy alone, sorry. ^^"
name
Temporary name; Crow
Future name; Badger's Snout (Im running out of ideas D: )
age
4 Moons rank
Kit gender identity
Male pronouns
He/Him/ sexuality
Straight appearance boom personality
He can be quite shy and has always wanted to be a Guard. The tom loves the quiet, but he thinks he loves food more. Crow, his temporary name, thinks he's a little overweight, but he loves food, especially birds. other information
I ran out of ideas for names, are these ok? roleplay sample
Swamptail swished his tail, scattering the snow behind him as it swayed. His long, brown fur didn't fit in with the snow- so prey would often run away. The tom was practicing stalking in the snow, hopefully to increase his chances of catching prey in the future.With every step he places his creamy paws slowly on the chilled, frosty snow. Suddenly, his ears perked up as he heard snow hit the ground-- which he was sure wasn't him.
It had been a water vole scurrying across the snow- when he found out, Swamp lowered down and had used what he'd just been doing. Stalking. Swamp's mouth was open, trying to get a whiff of the prey, while he paced slowly. Aha! There it is, thought the tom, focusing his azure eyes on the juicy, plump, succulent water vole that he'd been waiting for! Readying his back legs, arching his back, ready for the jump, he stalked a bit further before releasing his almighty pounce. His chocolate-dipped paws landed directly ontop of the prey, which he raked with his unsheathed, algae stained claws on the stomach. Nevermind him killling it, Swamptail batted it around, because thats what he did when he caught fish, and thought maybe he'd do it with this water vole.
He was on his way back to Riverclan's camp, when he noticed that he had to carry the vole across the water. Swamptail dreaded this part. The cocoa tom remembered back to when he became a warrior, he was bringing back a fish, and dropped into into the water. He then had to fish it back out, which he found quite hard. Climbing into the water, he moved his paws back and forth, his head ramaining above the surface, the water voles head fully submerged. ''That wasn't so hard!'' he muttered as he climbed through the entrance to camp. Swamp set down his cacth next to all the others and paced towards the warriors den for a nice long, quiet nap.
name: silver minnow age: 16 moons rank: hunter gender identity: demigirl pronouns: she/they sexuality: panromantic asexual appearance: small silver tabby with amber eyes. personality:soft spoken, sweet, friendly, protective, but has a dark side when angered. she has a tough time controlling her emotions and follows her heart before her head. she often acts before she thinks things through, and doesn’t think much about her decisions. other info: future friend of lone digger? rp sample:
The smaller calico tom had always been more fond of Greenleaf; he wasn’t a fan of being constantly cold all the time, and he assumed others would likely agree. His pale green eyes wavering, Rowanflicker scanned the area around the two. Honestly, he was still rather surprised that the leader of their clan had asked to go on a patrol with him; he was rather average in his mindset, but the tom shrugged it off. This he would use as an opportunity. Rowanflicker exhaled slowly, watching the smoke-like heat release into the chilly, crisp, winter air. As a kit, he used to be amazed by the cloud that was released at each breath; but now, it was more of an evil omen, one that hinted at the coming of leaf-bare. He looked up at the sky, at the ominous grey clouds that sheilded the sun. His multicoloured tail swished back and forth as they walked, the slight kink in it painless. Rowanflicker had always been a loyal cat; one that seldom ever doubted his leader, and such was the case with Fallenstar. If StarClan decided he was worthy of being leader, then Rowanflicker believed Fallenstar was worthy of being a leader- and that’s just how it was. At the other tom’s comment, Rowanflicker simply shook his head. “Of course not; a little chill shouldn’t be much of a problem at all. A slight setback perhaps, but nothing impossible.” He replied calmly, a mere shrug of his shoulders.
Lifting his cranium up towards the sky, Rowanflicker lifted his nose and checked to see if he could catch the scent of any prey, though all he could smell was cold air. They continued on their way, the small tom still keeping lookout for any rabbits or voles, just in case some were late to hibernate. The rushing sounds of the river caught his ears as they swivelled in its direction. Soon though, the more lentic parts of the river would freeze over; but likely not for another moon if they were lucky. Rowanflicker’s eyes flicked over to Fallenstar, considering this question thoughtfully. “Perhaps we should head downstream? That’s the direction the fish generally go this time of the season. Though in spring they’ll move upstream, of course.” He added sensibly. Rowanflicker did not know much about the leader’s backstory; he only knew of bits and pieces from rumours that fluttered about the camp. Personally, he was not one to listen to rumours; that was just something about the tom that distinguished him from others at times. He wouldn’t assume anything of a cat without actual knowledge of the fact.
i tried to write your name in the rain
but the rain never came
so i made with the sun
the shade,
always comes at the worst times
character site: wip
art: my da
Last edited by meraki; December 28th, 2017 at 08:52 PM.
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