on bird's wings {xoxo}

[j a y d e . &]

Moons ago, two cats sprung from a strong legacy of evil and good blood mingled. One from a puredbred mountain cat, the other a vagabond coming from a dark mantle and taken in. They ran away to his cousin's group and joined. She bore him three litters of kits. The first was a dainty little golden tabby who flounced around everywhere. The second was a little gorgeous light brown-gold tortoisesell tabby. She was Shimmerkit. She grew up to be Shimmerplume, the alluring and clever snare of the Faithful Shadows.

Then there was a she-cat, loner by blood but a valley cat by allegiance. She was seduced by the herb cat of the valley cats, and together they bore one litter of kits. The firstborn was a slender black kitten, and the second was a large silver-white male. They became Thunderkit and Crowkit. After thier true heritage was revealed, they ran off to join the Faithful Shadows. While pretty little Thunderstorm became herb cat, Crowshade was a trusted snare.

Well, Shimmerplume and Crowshade fell in love. At the fall of the Faithful Shadows, she bore the first litter of kits. A gorgeous little sand-colored tabby she-cat and a white tom with silver markings. Goldenkit and Spellkit. They grew as Shimmerplume and Crowshade moved them to the valley cats.

After the fall of the Clans and the death of her beloved mate, Shimmerplume bore one more litter of kits, dying just as her mother had; giving life to her children. Three kits lay at her womb. Eventually, a kind loner picked them up and helped them until they were four moons old.

These kits are up for adption now. To adopt please include an RP sample of them .

.crowflight.
[x]
gender tom
appearance dark, smoke-colored tom with faded blue eyes
persona clever; sharp-tongued; brave; rash; protective
alignment good
other takes after gustwhisker persona-wise
roleplayer jade

.kitefeather.
[x]
gender she-cat
appearance fluffy ginger-and-white she-cat with violet eyes
persona charming; coy; mischeivious; stubborn; gentle
alignment good/nuetral
other takes after twilightsong persona-wise
roleplayer

.kingfisher.
[x]
gender tom
appearance lithe calico tom with silver-blue eyes
persona quick-thinking; humorous; sneaky; adventurous; thoughtful
alignment good/nuetral
other takes after thistlestar/scarletpool persona-wise
roleplayer fox

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[angels.to.demons]

-sighs- Always, it's an rp sample with you, isn't it?
I'll try out for Kingfisher - he's smexy. <3

From the shadows of darkness, came the eerie glint of silvery-shrouded sapphire eyes the size of half-moons. Moonlight filled the cave and gave it the kind of stark alabaster illumination only it can give, filtering in through the cracks in the roof. Spotted by the single ivory eye hanging above and watching all condescendingly, the limber tortoiseshell tom poked from his place in the shade.

"Now, this is comfortable living," he sniffed, bounding into the center and stretching his limbs. "I slept like a baby in a nest of discarded claws and fangs, with the gentle cushioning of smoking embers all around." Twitching the tip of his tail in a way that made you want to laugh in spite of his grim face, he peered over the edge of the cliff that stood a single foot from the mouth of the dismal den.

Someone's coming, he thought to himslef, narrowing his eyes maliciously. I'll sure give them the time of their lives! Bunching his muscles, not taking his eye off the narrow-bellied ginger tomcat below, Kingfisher sprang, eager to protect his comfortable home from anyone who neared it... and, besides, he was bored. A fight would give the night a little excitement.

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[[don't]fear[the]reaper]

-pokes- Thistlestar was nothing like Kingfisher. I take personal offense, Jaida.

[j a y d e . &]

Umm. Yea. That freaking pwned. So you get him. You basically captured his personality in a heart-shaped box. -modifies-

EDIT: Well, kind of. He was good-humored and loyal to his family. And thoughtful...

[[don't]fear[the]reaper]

And very skittish. And peace-loving.

[j a y d e . &]

...Slash Scarletpool.. -singsong voice-

[//The/Pendulum/Swings//]

I shall try out for Kitefeather.

Ginger tail held high, a furry she-cat walked stealthily across the forest floor. Shadows barely able to hide the white in her coat now gleaming in the waxing moonlight, Kitefeather felt at ease. The moon will be full in a weeks time. that thought vaguely brought to mind a feeling of togetherness. Yet Kitefeather hadn't even been born when the Clans broke apart, throwing all Clan cats forever into the loner ways of life. This life had been all she had known. From the start she had had to rough it with her sibling, then when they left, alone. She had no use for Clans. Why should she, she who had never known the warmth of a mothers touch.

Spotting an old badger set, seemingly abandoned, Kitefeather walked closer, crouching down, eagerly staring at the opening. Even when she heard a faint stirring from within he didn't turn away. Instead she stalked closer, noing her way through the undergrowth as if stalking the set. Ears pricked forward in curiosity, she neared, until her nose was halfway inside. The rustling came nearer, coming steadily closer. Thinking of birds or mice making their homes, Kitefeather lowered herself into the set, her head and shoulders now fully inside.

Suddenly, with a yowl of surprise and pain, she leapt from the opening, sprinting a couple feet away to examine her injured nose. She then watched as a mother porcupine and her two babies waddled from the set, where apparently she had disturbed their sleep. Foolish! She thought to herself. Haven't I learned by now? She felt her nose to where three sharp barbs protruded. Obviously not. She thought wryly to herself as she gritted her teeth and took hold of one barb with her claw.

[j a y d e . &]

-laughs at above post- Apparantly not, Kitey. But it's not really expected. Even though they have warrior names, they're only 7 moons old.

[//The/Pendulum/Swings//]

haha.
So does thi mean I get her?

[j a y d e . &]

Mmmm. I guess. Just remember to put a lot of emotion in her posts. She's that kind of cat, y'know. -giggle-

[//The/Pendulum/Swings//]

I can tell. Ok, thank you! -huggles Kitefeather- woo!