Eмιℓια ~ Uρ нιgн and ßrė? ßrë. {Chrïštmäš ør Ñähh}

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Okay..so, I'll post my charries.

[[deleted user]]

Great! Cats are girls, boys, or girlxboy?

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Girlxboy, please?

[[deleted user]]

Ok! Any specific clan?

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Um..no, not really. :)

[[deleted user]]

Ok, then we won't put that :) I'd like it to be one young warrior and one apprentice, please. What do you think the plot should be like?

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Forbidden love, maybe?

Heres my first character, if she's okay with you:





Name: Ivoryvine

Age: 29 moons

Gender: Feminine ((Female, She-cat))

Clan: ThunderClan

Rank: Warrior

Personality:
Ivoryvine is a intelligent cat with a mind for battle strategy. Her honesty is something that drives her up the rock; she tells everyone how she is feeling or how she thinks of them. She has good confidence despite her bad past. She has empathy for others, although its hard to show it. She's affectionate of every warrior, except for enemy Clans. She's charming to other toms; although she seems a bit out of it sometimes. Ivoryvine is careful about some things, and takes time to think about it. She's completely devoted to her Clan, and helps out alot more than needed to. She's quite energetic at times.

Description:
Ivoryvine is a beautiful black she-cat with dark green eyes. She has 2" fangs and 2 1/2" claws that can be very dangerous if threatened. She's quite tall and very muscular, although her muzzle slants daintily and her paws are small and soft. She has a small patch of white on her chest.


Mate/Crush: N/A
Kits: None

Family:
Fireroar | Father | Dead | StarClan | Open |
Whisperbird | Mother | Alive | ShadowClan | Open |


Other: N/A
© Thus is mine! ©

[[deleted user]]

Is this rp still on?

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Yeah, I had to go last night.
Are your characters done?
I still have to make my boy.

[[deleted user]]

My charries will be a little less detailed, if you don't mind.

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Nope, I don't mind at all.

[[deleted user]]

I'm sorry, could you make this a little less detailed. It's confusing. Usually I don't say this, I like discriptive but idk what's wrong with me.

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Sure.

[[deleted user]]

Thank you! :)

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

There you go.

[[deleted user]]

Is this how you want me to do mine?

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Sure. I'll work on my boy.

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Name: Blackwing

Age: 20 moons

Gender: Masculine ((Male, Tom))

Clan: WindClan

Rank: Deputy

Personality:
Blackwing is quite smart; he has a tack for battling, but not for situations like puzzles. He's a cold, quiet cat who denies anything and takes pride in his skills. Happening to hate talking to anyone, Blackwing often is neat and organized, setting patrols early. But when battle is involved, he is set to win and will battle until he's nearly dead. His more determined side will come out when needed, which is quite often. But other than that, he seems distant and a bit out of it. You could even say he's closed off, reserved.

Description:
Blackwing is a black and white male with amber eyes, which are dark even at night and day. They always seem to be blazing with a certain fire. Being tall but lanky, his paws are quite big and make it hard for him to run. His tail is long and his ears fairly tall. Without even standing his full height, he easily towers over most of his clanmates, making him easy to spot.


Mate/Crush: N/A

Kits: None
Family:
Ashleaf | Father | Dead | StarClan | Open |
Whitefoot | Mother | Alive | ShadowClan | Open |

Other: N/A

[[deleted user]]

Forbidden romance is fine, I'll make a plot in a sec.


{{Name}}
Emberpaw

{{Age}}
11 moons

{{Gender}}
Tomcat

{{Clan}}
Thunderclan

{{Rank}}
Appretince

{{Personality}}
To be rped..

{{Appearance}}



{{Crush}}
Ivoryvine

{{Other}}

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Okay~

[[deleted user]]

{{Name}}
Rosewhisper

{{Age}}
52 moons

{{Gender}}
Shecat

{{Clan}}
Thunderclan

{{Rank}}
Medicine Cat

{{Pesonality}}
To be rped..

{{Appearance}}



{{Crush}}
N/A

{{Other}}

[[deleted user]]

The plot:

Forbidden Romance-

Emberpaw likes Ivoryvine and she can no feelings for him, just as a trainer. Ivoryvine has gained more feelings for Emberpaw and she tries not to tell him and holds it in. Well, she one day bursts and tells everyone. A couple days later, Ivoryvine gets sick and goes to Rosewhisper and she tries to find a cure for her winter sickness. Along with that there is an intruder from a different clan stealing the kits. Now a warrior, Emberclaw and Blackwing are on a hunt.
Sound good?

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

Oh.
My.
God.
Squee! I love it.

[[deleted user]]

Lol, you do!!!!

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

I'll start-

Ivoryvine tilted her head and looked at the sky, awaiting dawn. She had awoken early, ready to train her apprentice, Emberpaw. As her eyes narrowed at the sun rose from beneath the trees, she padded to the apprentice's den. Picking her way inside, she poked him in the ribs and mewed in his ear. "Time to wake up, sleepy head. Today is going to be a long day, so go eat something and lets go." Trotting out, she picked up her own piece of fresh kill and lay down under a tree, ripping it open and eating quickly in a few bites.

Blackwing was not far away and he heard Ivorywing, mewing softly in greeting. Trotting to the fresh kill pile, he sniffed among the trampled food and scrunched his nose. Shaking his head, he quickly slunk into the warriors den. Many were still sleeping. Growling at his morning patrollers, he cuffed them over the ear and pricked his ears at the camp entrance. "Keep it moving. The Clan needs to be fed," settling himself down, he began giving himself a quick wash.

[[deleted user]]

((I'll reply tomorrow if that's ok with you? ))

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

((Yeah, its fine.))

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

((Sorry to bother you. ^^"))

[[deleted user]]

((You're not bothering me. Why do you say that?))

[Emilia {I'm broken and need someone to fix me}]

((I just- never mind. Can you reply?))

[[deleted user]]

"I'll go get my own kill..." Emberpaw said discustedly, pawing at a peice of bad meat. "Are you coming with, my love?" He trotted to the exit/entrance area and flicked his tail. He liked calling Ivoryvine his love but it seemed like she didn't care. Emberpaw pawed the ground below him and pranced off outside. He looked back every now and then waiting for her to come. Emberpaw stopped and sat his tush down.

Rosewhisper, having her own den, stretched her claws and yawned getting up out of her moss bed. The rest of the clan had leave beds but as for her, she had a miss bed. From her trainer before, he told her that moss beds mae your fur softer. And she liked soft fur. She took her morning remedy and took a secret passageway to a stream to take a quick dip. She came back and sat outside of her den, greeting one another