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Post by *~>Spiritshatter<~* on Aug 9, 2014 4:55:47 GMT
You hear the sounds of drums, and turn your head to the side. You drop to the ground, hearing a stick crack from an approaching cat. You make out a strange feline with a mask made with mud like material around their face. "What is your business in our territory?" She hisses. "I will kill you, if you do not leave at once." With a swift pounce, she had you pinned, and she used her tail to take off her mask. You see a she-cat that looks somewhat like a fox, and has beautiful blue eyes. You look at the cat, maw wide open. "I am Timyoata, Timaoata Tribe's Chieftain." Timyoata batted her eyes, and got off. She didn't care if you were a tom or she-cat, she led you to the tribe set-up. "Become a fighter or a Hunter, today." Username: Name: Age: Rank:(fighter, hunter, den-mother, kitten, little pads) Gender: Crush?: Appearance: Personality: Skills: Role-play Sample: (at least 10 sentences) WE DO NOT BELIEVE IN FOREVER MATES. TOMS WILL FIGHT TO PROVE THEMSELVES WORTHY TO HAVE A MATE, MATE, AND THEN LEAVE. UNLIKE THE AKATA TRIBE PLEASE, FOLLOW THE RULES RULES: 1. NO POWER PLAY 2. NO PERFECT CATS 3. FEMALES ARE FEW, MORE TOMS ARE NEEDED. 4. ASSISTANT CHEIF IS PICKED IN RP, AND MUST BE A TOM 5. CHIEFTAIN MUST BE FEMALE, UNLESS THEY DIE, THEN ASSISTANT CHEIF BECOMES CHIEFTAIN. 6. PUT bongo bongo IN OTHER IF YOU READ THIS 7. KITS CANNOT WIN AGAINST FULLY TRAINED CATS, ITS NOT POSSIBLE 8. YOU WILL BE HIT IF YOU FIGHT THE CHIEFTAIN!!!!
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Post by :.:ʌɪɾʌƅєʅʅє:.: on Aug 9, 2014 12:20:25 GMT
Name: Mist Age: 35 Moons Rank:(fighter, hunter, den-mother, kitten, little pads Den-Mother (Pregnant) Gender: Female Crush?: None Appearance:
Personality: She's a loving mother, but she's strict. She'll make sure her kits know how to survive in the Timaoata Tribe. Skills: Hunting and Raising Kits. Role-play Sample: (at least 10 sentences) The lilac tabby cat walked into the Clearing, her belly swinging. She was heavy with kits; they would be born any day now. She let out a soft sigh, hoping the birth would go smoothly without any deaths. She growled, remembering her sister, who had died in kittenbirth. With a shake of her head, she walked into her Den, lying down and wrapping her tail over her belly. "These kits are becoming a real burden." she mumbled under her breath, though she still loved them. "I hope they'll come without trouble." With another sigh, she rested her head on her paws and tried to sleep.
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Post by *~>Spiritshatter<~* on Aug 9, 2014 15:00:27 GMT
Accepted!
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Post by :.:ʌɪɾʌƅєʅʅє:.: on Aug 9, 2014 15:04:28 GMT
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