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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 21:47:36 GMT -5
No, he isn't, because... *Edward shields me and ties Jasper to Alice, who carries him away*
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 21:45:56 GMT -5
s p i c e f u r .
Breathe in deep And say goodbye The saddest song I'll ever write For anyone, anytime
definition . aromatic substances of vegetable origin age . 28 moons clan . WindClan rank . deputy see me ? then click here. outside . Alright, we're going to do this from top to bottom. Spicefur's ears are a perfectly sized triangle shape, rounded at the tips and covered with downy ginger fur. Spicefur can be a fiesty cat, so there are a few nicks and scratches all over his ears as well. He has a broad forehead, with soulful olive-coloured eyes almost hidden under heavy eyebrows. The shape of his eyes are slightly triangle-like, and a little way down from there is his dull pink nose. Compared to the rest of him, Spicefur's nose is small, but still effective. His mouth boasts sharp, pearly teeth that can easily tear and crush prey - or enemies. He prides himself on having clean, perfect teeth, and so swipes them over with his tongue after every meal. His head shape is overall rather broad, with a wide face and a round chin at the bottom. He had quite a thick neck to support his heavy head, and a strong, muscled-up body to match. His body is short and thick, and his legs are long for running fast. His paws are large, and they make his quite clumsy when he runs, so he uses his claws for grip. After 28 moons of use, his claws are quite blunt, and so when in battle Spicefur uses tooth more than claw. His tail is long, and like the rest of him, muscly. Like his claws, Spicefur uses it for balance when he's running. Overall, Spicefur is actually quite small. If he were not so muscled up, he would be tiny. As it is, he is quite scrawny like the rest of WindClan, although it doesn't show under the muscle. Because of his strength, he often looks like a comical bodyguard in a bad videogame. Spicefur's ginger fur is bright and absolutely lustrous. It's long in length, and is quite thick. Over his body, his fur varies in shades. On his front, paws and face it is paler, in some places fading to white. On his back, the ginger colour becomes almost brown. He is proud of his fur and keeps in tidy and clean. inside . Spicefurs appearance constrasts his personality greatly. While he looks tough, and slightly mean, he is as soft is a marshmallow and as huggable as a teddy bear. He is absolutely devoted to WindClan. He would fight to the death for the life of a single kit, and is always everywhere at once helping everyone out. If any kits are being born, he'll be helping the medicine cat out with herbs and comforting words to the mother. Then, as soon as that's done, he'll deliver the good news to the leader, then rush off to feed everyone. He even helps the apprentices change the elder's bedding, when the other warriors aren't watching. He never judges another cat on their appearance, only their actions. And even then, it is nearly impossible for Spicefur to dislike anyone. In that sense, he is very innocent. However, if anything threatened WindClan, he'd be leading the attack - but feeling kindness and empathy for the enemy warriors. Sometimes he doesn't think before he dives headfirst into things, which tends to get him into trouble. He is modest, and does not want any positions of power or anything like that - which makes him a prime candidate. past . SPiCEKiT Spicekit was the only kit in his mother's litter. His parents were very kind, loving cats, and showered Spicekit with love and praise. Spicekit grew up happily with the other kits in the nursery, playing and running about. When the kits went on explorations, Spicekit would always fall in with the kits who later became his best friends - Lavenderkit, the intelligent slver tabby who acted as leader, Hawkkit, the lithe brown tom with incredible speed, and Mistkit, the small white kit who not many seemed to notice. Together they would wander around the WindClan camp, with Spicekit being the defender, and jumping on anyone who got too close. This was how be became to be the strongest kit in the Nursery. SPiCEPaW Spicepaw was assigned a kind-hearted mentor, Honeynose, and Lavenderkit's mentor was Honeynose's mate, Whisperheart. They ended up training together a lot because of their mentor's relationships, and were inseperable. Spicepaw's life continued as any normal Clan cat's should, with chores, training sessions, and patrols. Spicepaw, Lavenderpaw, Hawkpaw and Mistpaw remained fast friends, until on day Hawkpaw jokingly took a swipe at Lavenderpaw in a play-fight, and scratched her down her face. Spicepaw hurriedly took her to the Medicine Cat who healed her, but Lavenderpaw was angry at Hawkpaw, and didn't want to speak to him. Spicepaw was torn between two good friends, Hawkpaw and Mistpaw, and his best friend, Lavenderpaw. He continued to split his time between the two, until one day when Lavenderpaw became deathly ill. He spent a moon with her, as her health went on a roller-coaster. Some days she was up and walking about, and others she was so sick she couldn't open her eyes. Eventually, the Medicine cat figured out what Lavenderpaw needed. It was a rare herb that only grew in ShadowClan territory. So that night, Spicepaw and Mistpaw snuck out of camp, and returned triumphantly with the herb. Hawkpaw was angry at Mistpaw for risking her life to heal the cat who was now his enemy, and rejected her every time she tried to speak with him. When Lavenderpaw got better, Spicepaw started to notice some tension between the two she-cats. It grew worse, and so one day Spicepaw decided to speak to the Medicine cat about it. She had told him, "It's a stage most she-cats go through. I think they both like you a bit more than the should." Spicepaw had flushed and hurried out. But after his eyes were opened he started to think the Medicine Cat spoke the truth. SPiCEFuR After the warrior ceremony, Lavendertail and Mistpelt became fast friends again, and eventually faded out of Spicefur's life. He was busy racing around the camp, looking after everyone he could. He had a normal life as a warrior, obeying the warrior code, hunting and patrolling. One day, however, Hawkflight approached him. Spicefur was surprised, because Hawkflight had rarely talked to him after the epedition into ShadowClan. He confessed how sick of life he was, and begged Spicefur's help to kill him. Spicefur was absolutely shocked, and suggested that instead of suicide, Hawkflight become a rogue or a loner. Hawkflight agreed, and so left camp that night, leaving Spicefur to tell everyone. After that, he lived normally again, until one day he was called to the Leader's Den. To his great surprise, Bluefang was there instead of Snowstar, and told him about Snowstars disappearance. He was then asked to be Deputy, and although overwhelmed, he accepted. And that's where he's at now. relations . Threefoot - Father - WindClan Elder Blacknose - Mother - WindClan Elder Honeynose - Friend - Deceased Hawkflight - Friend - Loner Lavendertail - Friend - WindClan Warrior Mistpelt - Friend - WindClan Warrior because... I'd love to be deputy, because although I'm a global mod, that would be the only high ranking cat I have! Besides, I'm active and I love to roleplay.
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 21:25:00 GMT -5
*laughs as Windy is mauled by her true love*
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 21:14:57 GMT -5
*gasps in horror as minions melt* NUUU THEY'RE MELTING MELTING *summons Jasper* sick 'em, jasper.
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 21:12:40 GMT -5
*squeal*
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 21:08:42 GMT -5
*gasps* NOT THE FLAMING HOBOS *throws Windy off a convenient nearby cliff*
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 21:07:16 GMT -5
c r a n e p a w .
Cos I'm T.N.T. I'm Dynamite T.N.T. And I'll win the fight T.N.T. I'm a power-load T.N.T. Watch me Explode "What do you want to do?" Riverfleet asked, her tailtip twitching. Cranepaw grinned, his whiskers twitching. "There's a lot of things to do..." he said, stifling a purr.
shall we cut it off there?
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 20:59:50 GMT -5
WindClan Deputy Auditions!
With Snowstar's disappearance, Bluefang became Bluestar and is currently looking for her new deputy! Could that be you?
- Your cat must be at least 25 moons.
- Must be born in WindClan.
- Your history must include becoming Deputy.
- You may use already accepted cats for this one.
Good luck to everyone, especially since you're going up against me!
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 20:51:49 GMT -5
Forth, my minions! *watches in delight as Windy is swarmed my ice-cream skunks*
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 20:50:32 GMT -5
c r a n e p a w . [/color] Give me this One last fighting chance To crash the wall I'll get to you You are a war Worth dying for Tonight
[/right] "Please get off me," Riverfleet said sweetly. Cranepaw purred loudly, twitching his whiskers in amusement, and jumped off her bacl. "Sure thing," he teased lightly. "Can't handle my apprentice-power?" Just wait until he was a warrior! The whole forest would tremble in his wake. Now, he had proved his fighting. How about his hunting? Oh yeah, that mouse! Cranepaw padded back over to where he had been standing and placed the mouse in front of Riverfleet. "Now, that's fighting and hunting," he said, the tiniest hint of smugness creeping into his tone. He was impatient. [/blockquote]
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 20:27:44 GMT -5
hello. this is the extremely strage thread where, instead of spamming the c-box, you do battle here.
*magically summons an army of ice-cream skunks*
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 20:18:00 GMT -5
(Love that song ^-^)
Poker Face - Lady GaGa
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 20:12:57 GMT -5
The idea of this game is fairly simple - if you're listening to a song, post it! That's right, Cranepaw is trying to find something to download!
Love Story - Taylor Swift.
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 20:08:33 GMT -5
Flower warped my apple pie into an apple core to be mean!
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 20:06:52 GMT -5
That sounds so cool ^-^ Windy, we should so do that!
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