Finder for Morningblue (TC)

[Charmer]

I've made a new character for Thuderclan: Morningblue http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=9395&highlight=morningblue

I was hoping to flesh out his character a little more by giving him some connections, particularly:

Former mentor
Parents
Sibling Jaystorm blue jellie
Apprentice (future or current) Lynxpaw CandyFlossCat
Friends Storkflight (Nighty) Rosebelly (Role)
Enemies
Love interest Sparrowfang RipplePaw Rosebelly (Role)

Form
Name
Gender
Role desired
Rolepalying example
Other

[wickedvirtues]

Name: Lynxkit (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=309528#post309528)
Gender: Female
Role desired: Future Apprentice
Rolepalying example: See below
Other: She'll be four moons soon, perhaps they can have a few interactions before her ceremony?
Charmer




Needlescar giggled, her eyes glittering. She knew he would go with no force needed, but still. She liked this light atmosphere. "Good." She replied, victorious. A little smirk appeared on her maw as her tail flicked. She snickered, unable to keep the expression on her face before it turned into a smile. She stuck hers out, eyes narrowed playfully. The promise of food and a den still appealed to the she-cat, since they'd been traveling for so long without resting. It'd been chaotic, peace sounded nice. Needlescar purred softly, imagining it already. It'd been so nice before the storm, was StarClan angry with them? She hoped not, their ancestors could be.. scary. She gazed up at the sky, the dark clouds hiding the coloring as she let out a silent sigh. She knew she hadn't done anything terribly wrong.

[Charmer]

CandyFlossCat

I would be down for that. In fact I have some time today if you do.

[wickedvirtues]

CandyFlossCat

I would be down for that. In fact I have some time today if you do.

I've got time :3

[Charmer]

I've got time :3

Alright then! I can start us off in clearing or nursery/ your choice

[wickedvirtues]

Alright then! I can start us off in clearing or nursery/ your choice

Okay! The Clearing works.

[lone]

Name: Hawkfeather
Gender: Female
Personality: {Bubbly} {Optimistic} {Cheerful} {Naive} {Innocent} {Honest} {Supportive} {Eager} {Extroverted}
Role Desired: Love interest
Roleplaying Example:
Other: --

[Charmer]

Name: Hawkfeather
Gender: Female
Personality: {Bubbly} {Optimistic} {Cheerful} {Naive} {Innocent} {Honest} {Supportive} {Eager} {Extroverted}
Role Desired: Love interest
Roleplaying Example:
Other: --

Wow Lonestar23, I am so sorry. Someone beat you to it again :( would you like you kitty to be a friend instead? It's yours if you want.

[mvoxhu]

Form
Name pumpkinpaw (http://mompaws.weebly.com/pumpkinpaw.html)
Gender female
Role desired friend [ their personalities go well together ;3 ]
Rolepalying example The voluminous brute hesitantly drew his interested gaze away from the fleshy pink pads placed on his paws, growing ever-so-tired of continuously tracing over the miniscule cracks with his keen golden hues. Now, after averting his multifaceted globes upwards, the mixed-breed emitted a sigh from deep within his voice box; velvety zeniths swivelling around atop of his refined cranium as they caught the rather loud sound of the sigh reverberating across the moisture-lacking earth. Oddly enough, the thick-furred tom would frequently have his signature, smug and self-satisfied grin; only that grin was nowhere in sight. Merely replaced by a frown and furrowed brows.

Boredom racked holes inside of his brain, tossing around a few ideas and memories, but not enough to please his desperate need for activity. Every now and then his chocolate-dusted banner would fluctuate across the barren, grit-like earth below it, sometimes whisking an almost non-existent cloud of dust up into the air. Yet, not even the satisfying sight of the dirt fogging up the air was enough to keep the tom-cat occupied. Perhaps it was because of his lack of participation within the clan, but it just seemed to Grizzlybear that maybe he wasn't all that liked. It could of also been the rumors that were going around about his malevolent antics, or maybe his kit-hood, his parents, anything about him really. He was quite an untrustworthy and selfish character after all.

With his well-muscled bodice cloaked in the familiar dark hues of shade, Grizzlybear momentarily tossed his gaze towards the Skyclan entrance, as if searching for a certain feline or two, before his yellowish optics were sent to the prey pile. There were a few shrews, robins, some voles, but nothing that particular caught his interest. Allowing for another gruff noise to escape into the air, the maned feline eventually began to rise to his paws. A few faint creaks and cracks could be heard as his body transferred to a new stance, with all four pale paws now placed out onto the ground. His barrel was slightly stiff, as were his movements, but he remained standing. Toes kneaded the soil in a comforting manner, the simple action succeeding in making his demeanour more lax and at ease. The frown upon his face loosened up slightly; however his brows remained furrowed. One single rabbit. His eyes trailed downwards to catch the view of the limp creature that had just been deposited upon the mound of freshly-killed prey. At the mere sight of his favoured food, Grizzlybear immediately perked up. Audits, shoulders, tail tip, everything twitched in interest.

Releasing a nonexistent huff of air, the tom-cat began to ambulate towards the pile, his crown carried high and silvery-coloured whiskers flouncing about in the sweet-smelling air. A significant smile bore down on his face, charming and somewhat pretty. As his paws met with the upturned earth that surrounded the small shroud of limp bodies, his brilliant optics trailed downwards towards the rabbit. His brows knitted together in confusion, pupils dilating in size as they attempted to figure out what had gone wrong. The rabbit had managed to disappear, in a matter of barely a few minutes. Grizzlybear's lips dispersed in awe, his body jumping upwards in shock, whilst his cranium whipped around; trying to find the cat who would commit such a crime of taking the only rabbit on the pile. Much to his dismay, he couldn't figure out which feline had taken the plump creature. A small whimper could be heard as it tumble out from his lips, but the tom couldn't just turn around and submit himself to the shadows again. He had made the effort to get up in the first place, so he definitely wouldn't be leaving empty-handed. Craning his neck down, the bermese-mix plucked up a healthy-looking thrush in his jaws, glanced around in a hurried fashion, then headed back towards the shade; not really being a fan of the golden rays and heat that bored down upon the camp. He tried to clear his head, attempting to forget about the rabbit, but then something came to his mind.
Was there even a rabbit there in the first place? Or was he that desperate?
Other --

[goddess of ducks]

Name: Storkflight
Link: https://nightyscharries.weebly.com/storkflight.html
Role: Friend
Rp Example: Starclan Territory page 29

Waterstreak was used to the shock and fear that most cats had when they saw him, or any other Starclan cat for that matter. He only just sat up calmly and watched her as her mind worked to process this. "My dear, Honeypool, I am Waterstreak." He spoke calmly, knowing how terrifying it could be, especially if realization had struck already. "And this is Starclan." He spoke in a comforting tone, knowing that if they hadn't figured it out by now, then they knew it now. This was also the part where most normal cats would freak out and go crazy in thinking they were dead. But the gray tabby tom knew how to handle this. He just had to stay calm. If he was calm, then most others would calm down as well. "Do not fret though. You are not dead, merely dreaming. Once you are done here you will wake up in your own nest." He spoke softly. He still sat, the stars twinkling heavily about half way up his body then moving to a more randomized and scattered form. His cobalt blue eyes were dappled with stars as he smiled kindly at her. "You are most likely here for a reason darling. Most cats are anyways. Tell me Honeypool, is there something troubling you in the Clans?"

[Charmer]

Accepted! :)