squirreltail
ThunderClan
Posts: 1
Rank: Warrior
Age: 43 moons
Gender: She-cat
Mate: Pinenose
Played By: Shiny
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Post by squirreltail on Jun 24, 2015 15:58:37 GMT -5
All of the Clans had their own special trait, something that set them apart from the rest of the forest. WindClan could run faster than any cat and slept out under the stars. RiverClan could swim and fish and were the only cats who liked getting wet. ShadowClan could stalk as silently as the wind and practically became the darkness at night.
Even SkyClan could leap higher and harder than the rest of the forest. ThunderClan, though, had many different assets. Perhaps Squirreltail was biased, but she thought her home was the most special and unique and awesome Clan there was. They could climb trees, stalk through undergrowth, fight better, and were the most compassionate Clan in the forest!
There was one skill, though, that Squirreltail was especially proud of. Why? Because she was good at it. "Woohoo!" she crowed happily, flying through the air. Her claws caught on another branch and she hauled herself up, eyes shining happily and breath coming in exhilarated pants. She eyed another branch a ways away and grinned. Muscles bunched, hind quarters wiggled, and the warrior sent herself once again flying through the air.
Squirreltail didn't know if SkyClan could do what ThunderClan could. She hoped not. Traveling through the trees was their thing, was her thing. And she'd smack anyone who tried to tell her it wasn't something to be proud of!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2015 0:50:51 GMT -5
WHITEPAW.
sell your soul, not your whole self.
╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ "Woohoo!" And the raven shot off in a heaping onyx streak, its fury calls of alarm shuddering through the foliage. Whitepaw spat inaudible cusses as her prey ascended through the leaves and out of sight. She hissed under her breath, whirling around in a great huff and stomping away from her dignity's graveyard.
What kind of mouse-brain made all that racket?! Did they have a death wish? She'd see to it that they did by the time Whitepaw was done with them!
There might as well have been steam billowing from her ears by the time she caught sight of the fiend. Glimpses of tabby fur flashed through the foliage, leaping from one branch to another. It was Squirreltail in all her glory - wonder where the squirrel part came from! A furious lash of the tail granted the apprentice no ease of her temper as she planted her paws in the earth and glared up at the joy filled warrioress. "Hey mouse brain!" Whitepaw called out in annoyance, "You're scaring off all the prey from here to the moon fall. Knock it off!"
It was no secret Squirreltail packed a fair punch with all that sass in her tongue, but would Whitepaw ever stop to consider that? Of course not! Be it Foxstar, Coalgaze, or the infamous Squirreltail - this feisty little apprentice spoke without consequence.
Speaking of consequence, Squirreltail needed to learn she wasn't the only cat in this forest! What, did she think the clan lived on leaves? There'd be no prey for a moon with all that noise she was making! ╚══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝
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