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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 26, 2009 16:26:22 GMT -5
I will not keeelll you. xD
Dear Flower, Thanks. Although that helped, I can't help but thinking back to a dream I had. On the old site, Snakeh had Aki Chan as a username. I had a dream that he was an Admin, still under the name, Aki Chan-- was I right? Oh yeah. -- Windy.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 25, 2009 19:34:30 GMT -5
Dear ITM members/people who posted in this thread, As you may already know, my ambition is to become an admin of ITM. I have quite a few burning questions raging in my mind. Like: Why'd they pick Snakey? How do you become an admin? Stuff like that.
Do I give up this dream, or keep hoping?
WINDY.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 24, 2009 18:16:00 GMT -5
Long Shadows(Cruel Season)
Last time: "They are not my kits." "You're lying." ----- "It's ASHFUR." Who killed him? That's what this thread is for. The murderer is among us. --ThunderClan.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 24, 2009 15:33:46 GMT -5
ooc; Sure.;D
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 24, 2009 15:25:07 GMT -5
ooc; Hola ;D
Windpaw Windpaw stood in the entrance of the den, to find Rippedtail waking up from her dream. The catmint in her own mouth taunted her, creating the urge to eat it. She immediately padded over to the corner where the herbs had been neatly placed, and added her catmint to the pile. The way the scents of all the herbs went through her partially open mouth at the same time didn't seem to bother her. She swept the ground with her tail for no reason. Windpaw made her way over to her own nest, where she prodded at it, incase there were the leathery bodies of ticks lying there. She didn't seem to find any, and she plopped down, searching the den.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 22, 2009 15:17:00 GMT -5
Hola Amigos. ;3 Any way, I'm giving Hazel my permission. ;3 . Whiteh, you forgot teh Shadowsoul(Shadowrain, and Darksoul.).
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 22, 2009 14:39:46 GMT -5
Hola amigos. ;3 Riverclan]] Riverfleet
Riverkit-Riverpaw-Riverfleet. Female Warriors 34 Moons Needs an apprentice. Mai first kitteh ;3 ---- ShadowClanShadowrain
Shadowkit-Shadowpaw-Shadowrain Female Queen(Pregnant, still thinking of Kit names.) 23 Moons. Needs a companion/ Someone to rp Darksoul. ' Teh 4th kitteh cat. ;3
Not finished with this thread, but you can post. ;D
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 22, 2009 12:38:22 GMT -5
Windpaw
I drift along the ocean. Dead lifeboats in the sun And come undone
Windpaw looked around, as if there was an excuse lying around. "2, including me, and I can't remember." She answered. "Secondly, I'm going to see if there are herbs that haven't died yet from the cold weather." Windpaw stood up, and forced herself up the incline. She prodded around, with her paws, inspecting every plant. An urge to just run off came over her, but she managed to withstand it, although she thought it over a few times. Staying near the incline, she continued to look around. Windpaw managed to find a few herbs, including catmint, but not much. She cut the plants off at the root, remembering that they could grow again. She poked around again, her eyes feeling heavy with sleepiness. Windpaw stretched herself out, opening her jaws wide in a yawn. In those brief seconds, she managed to take in all the scents of the Hidden Pond. The scent of the pond seemed to be the strongest, and she cringed whenever it seeped into her nose. She listened to the sound of birds singing, and looked into the sky to see them taking flight, to leave until New-leaf. Her green eyes widened with curiousity, and she imagined seeing through the eyes of the birds. But right now, it didn't matter.Windpaw let out a brief sigh, and walked around the pond, the "sleeping" grass crunching underfoot. She looked around, pausing occasionally to scent the air. All she could really scent was the smell of the pond, and it's contents, and her scent. She lied down, to lick her pelt, and nibble away at the debris, until it looked decent. Windpaw's thoughts trailed to her past. The day it snowed, and she experienced the sparkly white stillness, and the time she ticked off Kitepaw, whom she still hated. Her paws clenched the grass, and released it at the thought, although she continued to think about it. The time everyone though she had powers, although she didn't. She stood up, and shook off the thoughts, the cold air seeping through her slightly thinned pelt.
ooc; I'm gonna rp with Hazelzorz. Brb. ;D Windpaw; Peace...OUT! XD '
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 20, 2009 19:30:46 GMT -5
"Well.. Yeah, if you consider being ambushed twice an attack..." Windpaw rubbed her paw against her perch, and watched the blood color the flat rock. Windpaw scrutinized Bluefang as if she hadn't seen her before. She suddenly noticed her eyes were clouded, and the apprentice wasn't sure if she was blind. [x Ooc|| Invasion of teh muse snatchers.]]
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 18, 2009 14:12:38 GMT -5
Firewrath's farts caused pollution.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 18, 2009 13:29:02 GMT -5
[Blackfoot] [A form of life, whom's paws are black.]
[Female.] [ ShadowClan] [36 Moons] [Warrior.]
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Blackfoot's pelt is white, with large inky black spots, as if she fell into puddles of ink several times. Her muzzle is black as well, along with her nose. Her eyes are an icey blue. Her tail is tipped with black, and splotched with grey and silver. Blackfoot is indeed massive. She is blind.(Read history.)She is well built for a ShadowClan cat. Her pelt is as soft and glossy as a raven's feather, and seems to be always clean. It is slightly thick. Her ears are tufted with black fur, and her ears are a dark grey, like the clouds that are waiting to burst open, and spill their contents on the earth. Her legs are completely white, with the exception of black paws. There is a lone spot of ginger lingering at the base of her tail, which seems to not fit in, and regardless of that, the spot is quite big. ____________[PERSONA] xx xx
x Blackfoot is usually nice, but whenever someone bugs her, she might fire a retort that is completely uncalled for. She usually keeps to herself, although she sometimes speeks her mind if she is forced to. She has a liking for Sparrowpaw, her apprentice.(If Blue joined. ;3) She is a very sneaky cat, and believes in the saying,"Don't trust ANYONE." She sometimes appears to be a cat of action, when on certain days, she doesn't reply to a thing you say. She doesn't care much for hunting, but she enjoys fighting, obviously, but not enough to start one herself. Blackfoot doesn't really care about what stupid things people say to her, and she chooses not to believe them. Blackfoot isn't exactly a sadist to everyone, but to cats she HATES, she clearly is. It appears that their pain is the funniest thing to her, because she giggles, but that doesn't mean she wouldn't defend them if they were in her clan.
____________[HISTORY] BlackKit was born to parents, obviously, whom's names where not told to her. She was born in the clan, too. Her parents left the clan at an early age, due to the fact that they thought Clan-life was like a chain to the neck. She didn't seem to want to leave though, it was like she had found her own special place in the Clan. BlackKit was like any other kit though, she got in trouble often, and wanted to become a warrior. Blackpaw trained by the side of Willowsong. The apprentice grew fond of her mentor -- like family. Her mentor was kind, and spoke wise words. Willowsong taught her to be a brave warrior, and fight like the wind, when it becomes angry and tugs at the trees. Willowsong died, at the claws of a rogue. Blackpaw tryed to cry out in rage, in fury, but all that could come out of her maw was a weep. She was in this state for a moon.Blackfoot, the mightly Blackfoot became a warrior at 12 moons, the average age an apprentice becomes a warrior. A couple moons later, Blackfoot was attacked by a rogue, who scratched her eyes, and blinded her, but luckily they remained intact. She learned that her other senses became sharper, and she was capable of doing what every other warrior was doing.
____________[IC] Silence. Blackfoot partially opened her mouth, and took in the scents. Not far away, a mouse was squeaking and was unaware that a cat was watching it with hungry eyes. She crouched down, and pressed her white belly to the bare dirt. Blackfoot silently padded torwards the mouse. She could almost taste the warm mouse meat. She was close enough to kill it, and then pad away with her prize. Blackfoot pounced, and bit the little furry creature's neck. "Much obliged, StarClan." She praised, smiling, and digging a hole in the ground for her prey, until she could come back and take it back to camp later. Blackfoot dropped her mouse in, and covered it up, ____________[FAMILY] Unknown.
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Antedluvian?
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 17, 2009 19:33:14 GMT -5
"Yes?" Windpaw croaked, whipping her head around to face Bluefang. Her eyelids became heavy with sleep, and she had to blink them a few times so she could see clearly. Her response was delayed."Nothing, I just came back from...'exploring'..." She had to think up a good lie, but that one just wouldn't do... The leaves entwined in the long strands of hair that adorned her gave her an idea.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Mar 17, 2009 18:23:44 GMT -5
Windpaw
oocll Did anyone take mai Windehzorz away from me? If so, >.< give her back. jk. o__o I missed you guys. ;3 We get these rules to follow, that and this, these and those.
The she-cat made her way down the incline, nearly stumbling, and grazing her face on a rugged rock. Her fur was muddy, and some strands stuck together, as if they feared coming apart. She was tired, and her eyes stung. Her pelt was ragged now, and she seemed unusually silent. She twitched her whiskers, smiling at the thought of being home for the first time in a few weeks. She sat on a flat stone, dipping slightly into the water. The edge of her paw touched the cold water and soothed it. She let out a sigh of relief. Windpaw began to lick at her mud ridden pelt, nibbling at it in certain spots.
A vaguely familiar smell washed over her, seemingly bringing her back to the real world. She had forgotten she was in WindClan Territory. She licked her torn paw pad, not bothering to cringe at the pain.
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