Warriors Roleplay--She-cat needed--Forbidden--Dark Themes

[Shadowstartheleader]

Name: Shadowheart
Sex: Male
Gender: Tom-cat
Moons: 18
Clan: Shadowclan
Physical description: A tom-cat physically on the small side, not exactly shorter than most but certainly below the average height. His pelt is one of jet blackness and serves as one of his only advantages--blending in with the darkness.
History: Shadowheart has lived an unfulfilling life, mostly due to not sharing a likeness in personality to his clanmates. He is unambitious and lacks a drive for personal power, and this has been attributed, by his clanmates, as disfavor with Starclan and an unworthiness of respect. Though he has approached the age of ending his apprenticeship, he has not been allowed this due to his status in his clan.
Personality: A lifetime of ridicule and disdain from his clanmates has not led him to being a very confident or successful apprentice. He constantly struggles from social awkwardness and anxiety, and is unable to stand up for himself or contribute meaningfully to conversation. He is lonely and constantly afraid of the disdain of his clanmates.

[anawarrior]

[So, this is a forbidden romance? I am kinda interested]

[Shadowstartheleader]

Yes. I have a plot in mind where a tom-cat is held almost as a hostage in the clan because none of the cats there like him, and after a few meetings your she-cat is able to get him back to her clan to safety

[anawarrior]

Jul 7, 2018 21:17:55 GMT -5 Shadowstartheleader said:

Yes. I have a plot in mind where a tom-cat is held almost as a hostage in the clan because none of the cats there like him, and after a few meetings your she-cat is able to get him back to her clan to safety

So, your cat is on Shadowclan has quite held hostage because no one liked him.
So a few meetings later with a she-cat, she manages to rescue to her clan? like joining then?
Did I got it right?

[Shadowstartheleader]

Your she-cat meets him and they encounter each other, maybe at a gathering and then at the border a couple times perhaps? And then she either convinces or drags him into her clan

[anawarrior]

Name: Breezefeather

Gender: Female

Moons: 17 moons

Clan: Windclan

Appearance: Breezefeather is a normal zied she-cat with short goldish-sand fur and dark brown eyes. She has quite a long tail. She has a long scar from her side to her right paw from a battle while saving a kitten.

Personality: She is quite a nice she-cat, telling you some compliments a day or two. She can feel deeply the emotion of others, which make her sometimes a emotional mess and gets confused easily to which side to choose. If she wants something, she will get it, some call her ambitious, others say that she is stubborn, is up to you to choose.

History: Breezefeather was born in a three kittens litter, unfortunately they dont survived the birth. Later she became a apprentice and was mentored by her mentor Nightfall which was a very hot-head cat, they got in a lot of fights but they still managed to get to be close as ever, she teached Breezefeather a lot of things. Still as a apprentice she fought in a battle against rouges and got her scar. She is graceful and agile which earned the 'feather' suffix.

[Shadowstartheleader]

This sounds good <3

[anawarrior]

[So, are you willing to start?]
[Maybe they could meet at the gathering?]

[Shadowstartheleader]

A stream of mostly dark pelts were flowing through the path that led into the large gathering area, bordered on all sides by sparkling, flowing water which shimmered gorgeously in the light of the rising moon. The dark pelts were clearly visible with how brightly the moonwas shining this night, and it was easy to notice that on the faces of most of these cats, smiles and grins were present. Shadowclan had something to be happy about.

The stream of cats eventually split and began pushing into certain corners of the gathering, speaking with a friend or two, or staying away from other clans' cats completely.

One cat sat on his own, though unlike the majority of his compatriots, no smile was on his face. His expression was sad, his head hung low, and his claws sunk into the floor constantly, ripping small patches of dirt or moss.

Nearby, another cat sat silently, on her own. Her ice blue eyes occasionally glanced at the tom-cat near her, as though perhaps she was feeling some interest or concern as to what was going on in his mind, but she never took the pawsteps to draw closer to him.

[anawarrior]

''Then i clawed the rogue ears making them bleed..'' Breezefeather showed her claws while telling the story of how she got her scar to young apprentices at the gathering, she fluffed a little her golden short fur to represent better the story.

''The dark she-cat suddenly got a grip on me and not stopped scratching'' Breezefeather trowed herself on the ground and rolled ''Her claws was to sharp, but I shook her of my back, and bite her neck!'' she stood up quickly and arched her back.

''That how I got my scar'' The WindClan she-cat meowed to the young cats that their eyes sparkled with amazement at the story.

[Shadowstartheleader]

Friendly chatter and storytelling was filling the clearing as the clans shifted around to be together for the monthly discussion. Shadowheart was occasionally casting a glance upwards and around him, trying to figure out whether anyones eyes were on him. He wasn't sure whether his clan would be watching him after the conversation they had back at camp.

Shadowheart hadn't liked what he had heard--Shadowclan had plans which did not involve kindness to the other clans. Yet, despite not liking this, loyalty to his home clan was essential above all else. He couldn't speak to the other cats because he feared he would accidently spill the plans.

[anawarrior]

As the friendly chatter was still around, Breezefeather smiled, so many faces, her nose picked a scent, it was from Shadowclan.
Well, Shadowclan does not have the best affinity with Windlcan, the clan of the moors, her birth home and where her loyalty resides.

She saw a small black cat, sitting in the corner, why is he alone?. When questions still popped up on the golden she-cat, her paws lead to him, in hope that he would not be so lonely.

''Hey, I am Breezefeather, what is your name?'' The brown eyed meowed with a glint f friendliness in her eyes, with also curiosity.

[Shadowstartheleader]

There was a sudden jump from the tom as a she-cat near him spoke up, greeting him. He had been looking around, trying to stay aware of what was around him; but he missed the approaching she-cat somehow, and thus was startled when she approached him.

His hackles were raised for a few moments, as he glanced to the side at a group of his clanmates. They had not seemed to notice him and the approached she-cat, and he gave a quick sigh of relief. Turning his gaze back to her, he settled down quickly. "Uhh...hi. Um, I'm Shadow...Shadowheart. Uhh..." He glanced back at the group of Shadowclan cats again; there was clear worry on his face and it was easy to tell he was mentally preocuppied with something.

[anawarrior]

Breezefeather giggled at the tom reaction, what a jumpy cat!. She noticed that he was worried about his clan-mates, well at least she guessed.
''I am Breezefeather''' Breezefeather introduced herself with a friendly meow, one of her brown eyes noticed that also one of his clan-mates are talking with Shadowclan. Well at least, she was not alone.