Post by W.in.DY. on Oct 24, 2009 7:32:46 GMT -5
[/center][/font]sit back now
let me tell you a tale
where justice noes not prevail
about an ill-fated life,
so very full of strife
where two wrongs do not make a right
so very full of strife
where two wrongs do not make a right
Lay your head down child.
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& & LYNXSTEP !!& &
i'm here WindClan
step away from the window male
and go back to sleep 40 moons
safe from pain and truth warrior
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I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from
A will to survive and a voice of reason
[/size]Your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from
A will to survive and a voice of reason
Pay no mind what other voices say
They don't care about you, like I do, like I do
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
See, they don't give a f word about you, like I do.
Let's talk about my friend Lynxstep's nice personality, shall we? Let's begin. He doesn't like many cats, and she-cats? Don't bother falling in love with him. He only has room in his heart for his sister and his clan. Let's put that aside though. He is serious, and it takes alot to get him to laugh. Having a bit of his sister's personality, you need to get to know him before he'll open up to you. But he does talk. He is a bit shy though, but he is nice to cats he's known for a while, like his clan-mates. He doesn't like whining, he just might ignore you. And he is okay with being told what to do. Lynxstep has a strong heart, so it's hard for him to get angry, or upset easily.
Although he is a bit mean, he isn't strict. He's actually quite fun. He isn't one to enjoy picking fights, but when the occasion arises, he will stand up for a friend. He is better at fighting, than he is at hunting, for reasons that are better left unexplained right now. Lynxstep is usually peacefull, until someone decides to interrupt a conversation if he's having one with someone. He's the king of sarcasim, so don't try to match it with a stupid come-back. He isn't one to accept failing come-backs.
You may say Im a dreamer,
but i'm not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
and the world will be as one.
Leaning over you here
Cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection
Of what you could and might have been
It's your RIGHT and your ability
To become my perfect enemy
Cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection
Of what you could and might have been
It's your RIGHT and your ability
To become my perfect enemy
Such a lovely color for you
Call an optimist, he's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you
Let's talk about Lynxstep's body. He is a pixie bob. I think we should begin with the face. If you look straight at him, you will he has a triangular face, and round eyes. From the side, it looks like he is squinting, although he isn't. He has longer hair around his jaw line, the wild appearance of a bob-cat. His muzzle goes out as far as a persian, but his face doesn't appear to be smashed inwards. His ears have a very visible tuft of black hair on them.
Now we move on to Lynxstep's body. He is massive. He has short, yet thick fur. His underbelly kind of hugs his ribs,but not enough for you to see them outlined against the fur. Speaking of underbelly, it's white., along with his paws. You might say he's equipped for Leafbare. The area after the ribs go up a bit higher, and leave a small triangular shadow there. The back of his hind legs have a smudge of brown and black. His tail is stubby, about the size of the traditional pixie bob's, so yeah. We might as well get into his coloring. He is silver, with faint black stripes, as if someone failed to erase them completely. Like his sister, he has black stripes slicing across his cheeks and forehead,but they are faint. Not only that, but he has black stripes trailing from his greenish eyes.
But I threw you the obvious
Just to see if there's more behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel,
Eyes of a tragedyMy reflection wraps and pulls me under
Healing waters to be bathed in Breña
Guide me safely in worlds I've never been
To heal me, heal me, my dear Breña
kithood
Lynxstep was born to Tigerclaw and Ivorytalon, who were lovely parents. But suddenly, they dissapeared, and apparently took his sister with them. It was heartbreaking, but Lynxkit managed to get over it. A queen, who was expecting gladly took care of him, and soon she gave birth to Icekit, Spiritkit, and Silverkit. They were younger than Lynxkit, so they looked up to him. But soon, he became an apprentice.apprenticehood
Lynxpaw was 6 moons when he became an apprentice. His mentor, who was a male, named Spiderheart, praised him with fighting. Out of the blue, the both of them were ambushed, and sadly, Spiderheart wasn't so lucky. Lynxpaw fought with the power of StarClan, until all of the stupid rogues had ran off, scared.warriorhood
Lynxstep soon became a warrior, at the traditional age of 12 moons. And he was proud. Lynxstep soon found out that Bluestar was retiring-- so, he wanted to be deputy badly.
didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know
Best to keep things in the shallow end
Cause I never quite learned how to swim
Such a lovely color for you
auroraThe sunlight fell through the trees in small dapples. Lynxstep arose, stepping silently over his sleeping clan mates out into the open clearing. The wind had gently blown the trees, making Lynxstep smile abit. Not a while after, the sun had finally made it's way to it's spot, where it always was in the morning. He heard the other cats awaken, and he smirked. This should be another fun day. He thought sarcastically. He shook his stumpy tail, and sat down, licking a paw. " Lynxstep..." A raspy voice called out. The tom walked torwards the source, and it had come from an elder. "What? He replied, trying to sound as cool and collected as he could possibly be. The one who called him, was an old bald cat-- a sphynx.She was named Shiversight."We're hungry." The old she-cat claimed, flicking her tail. "Ugh... fine." Lynxstep sighed. He turned around in the direction of the fresh kill and padded off, picking up a vole and going back to the elder. He dropped it, and nosed it torwards Shiversight, and dipped his head.[/size]
He padded away, hoping that they wouldn't call his name again.