Post by Viperther on Aug 9, 2017 13:05:33 GMT -5
‣ FeralHeart Username:
Viperther, Goner, CarRadio
‣ Current Characters:
Oakpaw, Berryface
‣ Timezone:
MST
‣ Activity [1-10]:
7-8/10
‣ Roleplay Sample [using fennelblaze]:
Fennelblaze bounded through the hazel tunnel that lead into WindClan's camp, his head was held high and he had a happy, friendly smile planted on his white and brown face. The sun radiating down onto his thick, dark-ish pelt caused him great discomfort, though he didn't let that show.
Upon entering camp, his pale green eyes darted around the shrub-filled area, looking for one cat in particular, his brother, Creekfrost. As he made his way around a corner, he saw the smaller tom creeping off somewhere, probably trying to find some shade in this open hellhole that WindClan lived in. "Hey, brother!" He swore that he heard Creekfrost mutter out something under his breath, but Fennelblaze didn't care about that. "Come back here and chat with me, would you?" Fennelblaze grinned, his long, white-tipped tail standing up and pointing towards the blue sky. 'No!' He heard the smaller tom hiss out, noticing that Creekfrost had picked up his pace in an attempt to get away from him. A chuckle escaped the young moor runner's maw, and he bounded over to his brother and caught up to him with ease. Rearing onto his hind legs, Fennelblaze wrapped his long, striped forelimbs around Creekfrost's chest and shoved him to the ground as gently as he could. "Oh, lighten up, Creekfrost! You don't have to be so pissy all the time." He sneered playfully at the sight of his littermate squirming around and hissing various insults and growling out his hatred for Fennelblaze right in his face. This didn't faze Fennelblaze, though, and all he could do was laugh at him. He didn't know how someone could be so hotheaded, Creekfrost had been this way all his life!
Fennelblaze was about to open his mouth to say something, but was cut off by a strong kick to his stomach, and he immediately let go of Creekfrost. "oof." Fennelblaze coughed quietly, his gaze narrowing as he watched the other tom get up and scamper off. "Pff, you're no fun." He murmured, his mouth pulling back into a wide, toothy grin. Rolling his shoulders, Fennelblaze spun around on his paws and strode off elsewhere, trying to find company from someone since his brother refused to give him any.
Viperther, Goner, CarRadio
‣ Current Characters:
Oakpaw, Berryface
‣ Timezone:
MST
‣ Activity [1-10]:
7-8/10
‣ Roleplay Sample [using fennelblaze]:
Fennelblaze bounded through the hazel tunnel that lead into WindClan's camp, his head was held high and he had a happy, friendly smile planted on his white and brown face. The sun radiating down onto his thick, dark-ish pelt caused him great discomfort, though he didn't let that show.
Upon entering camp, his pale green eyes darted around the shrub-filled area, looking for one cat in particular, his brother, Creekfrost. As he made his way around a corner, he saw the smaller tom creeping off somewhere, probably trying to find some shade in this open hellhole that WindClan lived in. "Hey, brother!" He swore that he heard Creekfrost mutter out something under his breath, but Fennelblaze didn't care about that. "Come back here and chat with me, would you?" Fennelblaze grinned, his long, white-tipped tail standing up and pointing towards the blue sky. 'No!' He heard the smaller tom hiss out, noticing that Creekfrost had picked up his pace in an attempt to get away from him. A chuckle escaped the young moor runner's maw, and he bounded over to his brother and caught up to him with ease. Rearing onto his hind legs, Fennelblaze wrapped his long, striped forelimbs around Creekfrost's chest and shoved him to the ground as gently as he could. "Oh, lighten up, Creekfrost! You don't have to be so pissy all the time." He sneered playfully at the sight of his littermate squirming around and hissing various insults and growling out his hatred for Fennelblaze right in his face. This didn't faze Fennelblaze, though, and all he could do was laugh at him. He didn't know how someone could be so hotheaded, Creekfrost had been this way all his life!
Fennelblaze was about to open his mouth to say something, but was cut off by a strong kick to his stomach, and he immediately let go of Creekfrost. "oof." Fennelblaze coughed quietly, his gaze narrowing as he watched the other tom get up and scamper off. "Pff, you're no fun." He murmured, his mouth pulling back into a wide, toothy grin. Rolling his shoulders, Fennelblaze spun around on his paws and strode off elsewhere, trying to find company from someone since his brother refused to give him any.
