Warrior Cats Online - SkyClan • Littleleap Kit Finder! • SkyClan

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nighty (Post 250370)

Name • Laurelkit
Gender • Female
(If different) Gender Assigned At Birth • it'll stay female
Personality • in site
Appearance • in site
Other/Questions • nope
PPD • 8.81
Roleplay Sample •
[taken from Retribution page 4]

Beachkit took the kick and flight hard, his bones not completely hardened as he was only about three moons old. He felt his hind leg crunch and a fiery pain burn through it. He gasped in pain,mshe words frozen in his throat. What was happening here? This was nothing like th battles he had with Aredkit and Cliffheart. He felt the jaws then, grasp him in a firm jaw. He began to flail wildly, kicking and wailing. His pale yellow green hues looked back to his bleeding, wounded mother. "Mommy!" He screeched, terror written on every part of him. "Mommy help!! Mommy!" Tears stremIng down his face. He could see Cliffheart fighting in the distance, unaware of the scene. Tears were flowing down. Scorchedpetal was hurt, like really badly. He had to help her! He was being taken away by her enemy, he couldn't live with him! He had to break free, but how when his leg was scorching with pain. "Mommy!!" He screeched one finally time before dropping his head limply in defeat. His mommy was dying, and he was being taken away from his entire life.

Then he heard her rustle, and tackle Onyx. He rolled free, his hind left leg splaying out at an odd angle. Scorched was back up and fighting. He had to think of something, anything to help. Scorched was not doing well, and he saw that. He still didn't know what that red stuff was, but now there was some on his leg. It was his mother's. The next thing he knew, she was standing over him, protecting him from every blow that the gray tom threw at them. He squealed at squeaked, terrified. Her blood was dripping down her flanks, her neck, everywhere, splattering the ground around him as he shriveled in terror. His tan and gray coat was covered in his mother's blood now, and he looked basically dead as small as he was laying there, petrified in fear. He had to help somehow. Mommy wasn't going to last long. Then he remembered. Something they always called each other. "Daddy!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, squeaky voice echoing over the fighting cats. Then he made his plea for help. "The Twin Star is falling! Daddy help!!" He cried, the tears starting up again. Hopefully he would hear.

Quote:

Originally Posted by FlashFanatic (Post 251990)

Name • Azeleakit | Azeleapaw | Azeleasplash
Gender • Female
(If different) Gender Assigned At Bird • Female
Personality • Azeleakit is quite bubbly, to say the least. Every chance that she gets at striking up a conversation, she will take it. Some might call her a gossip queen, but she denies that. Of course, she is a gossip queen and would rather not tell people that. Other people don't really like her, so she likes to say that she has a lot of friends. Most of the time, her friends aren't really her friends, and are just sympathetic for her, or they want to hurt her. She is very gullible, and it is easy for others to get her to do something that they want her to do.
Appearance • http://www.asnclassifieds.com/im/ima...86211-1222.jpg
Other/Questions • Naw
PPD • 3.68
Roleplay Sample • Roland padded around the clearing looking for something to do. It wasn't often that he was bored. Normally, he was bustling around getting everything done that he wanted to get done. Some would say that he is the busiest cat in the Dusk Syndicate. He doesn't think that that's true. Due to his unsympathetic nature, he has a hard time understanding why other cats think what they think. After a while, Roland sat in a corner of the clearing, but he wasn't looking for anyone. These days he felt lonely, even though he was around people all of the time. To him, there is a difference between lonely and alone. Scanning the clearing for anyone to have some kind of small talk with, he saw no one who looked interesting. Then Roland sighed, right then and there. It wasn't a surprise, seeing as he sighs every day. Roland looked down at his paw, and sighed again.

I can write longer, this is just the first one I found

Quote:

Originally Posted by tawny~ (Post 253822)

Name • Chippedkit
Gender • Female.
(If different) Gender Assigned At Birth • Male, maybe.
Personality • [ sensitive • sympathetic • easily offended • defensive • fierce • sassy • lively • vicious • awkward • self-conscious • emotional • mature ]
Chippedkit is a very....sensitive kit to see, hear, or even look at, and almost crying everyday, the basic target for bullying, not that she could help it any, at all. The sensitivity makes her attentive to others feelings quite well, and has a large amount of empathy, and very sympathetic. Chippedkit get's, rather easily hurt, and easily offended to other's words, and gets hurt a lot at sarcastic jesters, or stuff exactly, like that, and is extremely defensive of her beliefs, and defensive of others, but isn't very good at using her words to protect others, and instead, failing in the progress if she tries. She isn't really all that sensitive all the time, but at times, she is, and sometimes the bullies get the taste of their own medicine, being quite a fierce one, and has a lot of sass because of this, and is extremely lively, and full of spirit, a fierce, and determined soul, with a lot of vicious tendencies when she isn't crying her head off, and holds her ground, half the time, but at times, is extremely awkward. She's rather self-conscious too, and often doubts herself often, scratch that, very often, but doesn't show it much, or at all, but her emotional ways shows it more often than she actually wants. She hates it, she really does, but she honestly can't help it, she can't help it at all. Chippedkit is extremely short tempered, and easily frustrated because of this, and honestly easily gets angered and sensitive at the slightest little things.
Appearance • A perfect copy of Silverleap, almost. Chippedkit is a very medium furred cat, but has lots of fluff all over, and most of the fluff is her tail and ears, which are quite fuzzy, and containing lots, and lots of fluff in and out of the ear. She's a very lean, and athletic frame, with a graceful look to her, and quite petite, to say the least, giving her an elegant poise to her figure, and look to her, due to her RiverClan genes she possesses. But her figure also has a bit of a stalky look to it, with long, thin legs, due to her Dusk Syndicate genes as well. Her paws are small and neat, and are just as poised and elegant as her frame and figure its self. Chippedkit's is the perfect copy of Silverleap, with a gray base to her coat, dotted with markings of a spotted tabby, just like her father, with a long, pointed muzzle, with freckles all over her face as well. Her fur is the softest thing in the world, and the fluffiness of her coat, adds to that a lot of the softness, and it feels rather smooth and sleek as well. Her eyes, however, are just like her mother's, a gentle, smooth river blue hue, with a hint of her father's color in the blue depths, a hint of duck yellow in the mix of it.
Other/Questions • - I slightly based her off me, me and my problems.
- She needs a patient mentor, like, seriously.
- She gets frustrated when she can't do something.
- Her Theme Song is Stitches, and What Doesn't Kill you Makes you Stronger.
- She doesn't like immature apprentices very much.
PPD • 3.98 [Due to poor inactivity.]
Roleplay Sample • Taken from Thunderclan Territory, Pg. 227
Her whiskers twitched, and she almost felt sorry for the poor tom. Almost. The dark tabby's tail lashed as she stared down the tom, a gleam of amusement, and almost sadness in her eyes. Another broken creature, bent by the evils of this world, of her power. Such a sad thought, such...saddening thing to watch, a soulless looking tom, broken by the very thing he didn't want. It was saddening, and amusing at the same time. Mossdrop never wanted to be such a thing she was, she never wanted this. It was all to protect her siblings from her mentor, her mentor who wanted to corrupt her, and so he did. The once passionate starclan supporter became the monster, and the monster became Mossdrop. Such a saddening thing to think about. The tabby she cat ear's twitched as she stared coldly at the tom, tail flicking as she watched him. What a poor, miserable creature... She thought, amusement flickering in her gaze as she stared him down, head tilted in a horrifying way. "You'll anything hmm?" Mossdrop gave a grin, a terrifying grin, an oh so terrifying grin. "Anything..even if it means you'll die...even if you die slowly...ever so slowly...?" She chuckled, a dark glint in her optics as she circled the tom. It was his time to pay, time to pay for the crimes he committed. "You betrayed me...and you will pay your life for that, a high, high price to pay, or your brother will get the full blow instead..."
Mossdrop replied, eyes filled in amusement, and a hungry, revenge filled look. It would be a terrifying sight to see, if you could. A very terrifying sight. "If you betray me again, you will be certain you won't live another day without living in fear knowing, I'll be watching, and waiting for you, and then I won't kill with any hesitation. Or, perhaps your brother won't live another day..." The molly's voice was quite angry filled, and rather amused, as if she was playing with him, like a puppet and his strings, and making sure he didn't betray Ratnight, or her, ever. She was going to make sure he paid with his life, and his brother. She wasn't going to play around if he did betray her.

Okay yall are such amazing babes Nighty, Flash, and Tawny all accepted!!!!
You will be messaged when Littlewing has begun to start kitting!