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Post by LYNX ♥ on Jul 27, 2011 14:47:26 GMT -5
cool beans, gonna test out tables n' shit.
CELESTIALCLAN - none TEMPESTCLAN - brazenkit, aspenkit ZEPHYRCLAN - pepperbreath VERTIGOCLAN - pyrethroat CLANLESS - pumpkin, echer
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two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl The fallen evergreen, more than partially rotten and more than partially shrouded in the deepest of shadows held more of a looming presence than ever before on the hazy early summer afternoon, the female noted, as she peered across camp. Things seemed hushed, though VertigoClan was never much of a rowdy bunch. Everything still seemed a bit.... alien. Pyrethroat couldn't quite place the uncomfortable feeling, but she was sure that Lynxstar's crippling illness was to blame for it. Though, of course, the heavy blanket of humidity seemed to weigh down the mood of camp as well, muffling the noises like fog.
Surely Icefeather was trying as hard as he could, but obviously his herbs were worth nothing in the battle against this sickness which, though the rest of the clan appeared be denying, was spreading. The lean calico couldn't afford to be afraid for her own health when there was a clan to lead. She hadn't seen much of Lilythorn lately either, for the ginger she-cat had probably gone and caught the bug herself. At least she retained enough dignity to assign patrols. Of course, Pyrethroat herself could have done it, but alas, Lilythorn would never shrug off her duties to a rival such as herself. Smugly, the calico lifted her chin and drew her tongue across her chops. Still, the deputy had the grace to allow Pyrethroat to lead a patrol at least. Wrinkling her nose at once, she gulped down the rest of her meager meal and threw Lynxstar's den one last glance of apprehension before trotting out into the center of camp and clearing her throat.
"Jetfang?" Pyrethroat's deep voice soared through the small pine clearing, a bit too sharp as usual. "Patrol please!" They would gather around her in time, so she rested upon her haunches and set about to a quick cleaning. oh how we found the same old fears TEMPLATE BY BROOKE |
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Jul 27, 2011 19:09:55 GMT -5
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PYRETHROAT B9B09E 3cbbad pyrethroat of vertigoclan is a small, strong calico with fierce golden eyes and a rabbit-like build. she's rather pretty, despite her bob-tail. she is known to be manipulative, revenge-seeking, social, ambitious, sly, friendly, and sarcastic. relationshipslynxstar • lynxstar was pyrethroat's aunt, but was treated more like a mother. a mother and a pawn, for lynxstar was a treasured friend and idol to pyrethroat, but stood in the way of her ambitions. she grieves now, but doesn't regret the tawny female's passing. lilythorn • the blue-eyed deputy has always been pyrethroat's most prominent rival. even if she didn't occupy the position she wants most, pyrethroat can't imagine liking the other female, who she sees as weak-minded and emotional. reflectedrain • pyrethroat made a point to befriend the tom when he was young, and has forged their relationship into a strong bond since then. she would trust him with her life and enjoys his company. flamingarrow • she is admired for her strength and past, but pyrethroat doesn't particularly trust her. past that, she's nothing more than a fellow vertigoclan warrior. galefrost • she prefers to notice the brown tabby from a distance, for, though she hates to admit it, pyrethroat feels something like physical attraction to him. she plans to gain his alliance with time, but for now is pleased by his loyalty to the clan, and admires his apathetic and soldierly attitude. past threadsnone current threadsfrom treacherous heights • pyrethroat and reflectedrain grieve their losses and bond while hunting. the source • a patrol containing pyrethroat, flamingarrow, wraithpaw, galefrost, and jetfang finds a possible source to the sickness. themesongsthe view - modest mouse well they've got the land but we've got the view TEMPLATE BY BROOKE |
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Jul 27, 2011 20:12:18 GMT -5
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PEPPERBREATH 6A916F pepperbreath of zephyrclan is a lithe, skinny tortoiseshell with enormous pale flaxen eyes. she's thought to be one of the fastest, because of her tiny mass. she is known to be bitter, sarcastic, annoying, chatty, observant, intelligent, selfless, and caring. relationshipstoxicwinter • a new friend, pepperbreath decided she liked him right away on their odd encounter. she finds the former rogue to be an intelligent counterpart and is thrilled that he has joined her clan (not to mention he's easy on the eyes). orioleflash • orioleflash is the closest thing pepperbreath has to a best friend right now, and treats her accordingly. they have similarly bitter personalities so they are quite compatible, finding amusement in ganging up on clanmates while retaining strong trust in one another. ripplesurf • it's hard to admit to herself, but she has been lusting after the deputy for many moons. though mostly infatuation, she does approve of his ranking and trusts him more than most of her clanmates. she knows he'll make a good leader some day. past threadsfrom treacherous heights • out for a late stroll, pepperbreath encounters toxicwinter for the first time. current threadsnone, pm me! themesongsnone yet oh how we found the same old fears TEMPLATE BY BROOKE |
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Jul 27, 2011 23:06:26 GMT -5
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ECHER B95A5A echer of celestialclan is a large albino tom. he's often mistaken for a ghost or demon because of his scarlet eyes, and finds trust hard to gain. he is known to be protective, observant, caring, sweet, overbearing, faithful, and devoted. relationshipsname • relationship description. past threadsnone current threadsrelaxation can't last long - echer encounters a strange new cat. themesongsfire - the sounds the city lights are bright enough to blind me TEMPLATE BY BROOKE |
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Aug 3, 2011 14:39:41 GMT -5
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PUMPKIN The fallen evergreen, more than partially rotten and more than partially shrouded in the deepest of shadows held more of a looming presence than ever before on the hazy early summer afternoon, the female noted, as she peered across camp. Things seemed hushed, though VertigoClan was never much of a rowdy bunch. Everything still seemed a bit.... alien. Pyrethroat couldn't quite place the uncomfortable feeling, but she was sure that Lynxstar's crippling illness was to blame for it. Though, of course, the heavy blanket of humidity seemed to weigh down the mood of camp as well, muffling the noises like fog.
Surely Icefeather was trying as hard as he could, but obviously his herbs were worth nothing in the battle against this sickness which, though the rest of the clan appeared be denying, was spreading. The lean calico couldn't afford to be afraid for her own health when there was a clan to lead. She hadn't seen much of Lilythorn lately either, for the ginger she-cat had probably gone and caught the bug herself. At least she retained enough dignity to assign patrols. Of course, Pyrethroat herself could have done it, but alas, Lilythorn would never shrug off her duties to a rival such as herself. Smugly, the calico lifted her chin and drew her tongue across her chops. Still, the deputy had the grace to allow Pyrethroat to lead a patrol at least. Wrinkling her nose at once, she gulped down the rest of her meager meal and threw Lynxstar's den one last glance of apprehension before trotting out into the center of camp and clearing her throat.
"Jetfang?" Pyrethroat's deep voice soared through the small pine clearing, a bit too sharp as usual. "Patrol please!" They would gather around her in time, so she rested upon her haunches and set about to a quick cleaning.
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