Jeep Wrangler

Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

Is there anyone who is curious about how timberpaws life was until he came across thunderclan? I'm asking because I didn't really explain it much on his CS

@Blizz

With Frostbite's...not especially

Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

Frostbite

At first, he didn't notice her. It was the thoughts he was too deep in that stopped him from being so vigilant to the situation straight away. Thoughts of the Highrocks in the distance kept him distant from reality. His tail would keep on swaying from side-to-side as the sun emerged from the clouds once more. He shivered slightly. He knew he hated the Sun and how he loved having a cold setting. But that was when it hit him. Right around the face, into his nose. A scent. A familiar one. And a sound also flanked his hearing, a sound of rustling branches and tangling thorns...

Frostbite quickly turned, seeing Gingerflame entrapped in the shrubbery lining. His eyes widened some-small bit. His mouth opened somehow, yet it didn't let a single sound out. He had to process this. She's supposed to be in the Queen's Den, right? Why was she out here amongst...more to the point, how did she find him? He shook his head slightly, padding over slowly and carefully. He didn't want to strike up much of a conversation at that point, moving in to survey the problem. It was at that point where he noticed everything that was wrong. Thorns had mixed with the branching, stopping her from moving. He thought for a moment, maybe he could do something about this. What good is it to sit here and watch a Queen stuck? Frogpelt nor Hawkstar would approve! He looked up slowly, and began to pad at the Thorns. At first touch, she yelped out a small bit, as a Thorn dug itself a little deeper, pricking her skin. Frostbite narrowed his eyes again. Finally, he spoke.

"H-hold on...t-this might take a while..." His voice was low and calm, yet stuttery as if he were scared. Without any further word, he began to use his tail, removing branch-by-branch, thorn-by-thorn. With every removal, a slight relief-sigh seeped from Gingerflame's mouth. He would check if every bit was out, scouting around every angle he could to ensure that she was released. Pulling out the last Thorn, 20 minutes into the procedure, it let-loose a little bit of blood, as it had dug into her skin. Frostbite frowned slightly, dabbing the blood dry with his tail, not caring to the fact he was staining his own fur. He made a slight purr of success. He felt he had done something right again. Then it hit him...he had never talked to Gingerflame. She was likely to just wander off after this, leaving him in peace. Though he was fine with being left alone again and avoiding a conversation...he remembered what Frogpelt had said. So he sat down, and waited for an appreciative thanks. However, he sat there for a minute looking at her groom herself and sorting out her fur. "Typical..." He sighed quietly to himself. Not saying something else, he departed from Gingerflame and back to the Rock. He had slightly had enough of helping for one day...He knew that she was going to just leave right now, go back to whoever to do whatever...

Oh he was sliiightly wrong...

Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

Saving Private Ryan is my Jam...and Captain Philips...and Scott Pilgrim Vs The World...

Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

@ShurikaiI want saying it in a mean way, just I was thinking that might be the case...I dunno ;3;

I'm very bad when it comes to rules and everything :'c

Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

@BlizzI also think it is to do with the Grammar...

Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

@Orior That was perfect ;3;

'Operation: Bronze Gate' [Modern/Military RP]

By the way...up until Thursday...my Activity may be limited...I'll try to post something, if not, in the OOC to ensure everything is under control. Sorry... ;3;

'Operation: Bronze Gate' [Modern/Military RP]

Matthew was lying in his Bunk in an almost empty Dormitory. He was thinking deeply about what lay ahead. It wasn't something to just, throw to aside. This mission had to be top priority with 100% per-.

"Excuse me? S-Senior Sergeant Turner?" He opened one eye, and a infantry uniformed female soldier was watching him.

"Yeah...Who's askin'?"

"Private Aimée Linderoth...I was assigned to Team Hotel as you lack a Anti-Vehicular operator." This caused him to sigh. "S-something Wrong sir?"

"Yeah...Problem 1...Don't call me sir. I'm an NCO, not a fucking Commissioned Officer...Second...I don't really like babysitting more soldiers...it isn't like I have enough weight on my shoulders..." She sighed as well. Soon it came to his attention on her Uniform. "Wait...why are you an Infantry-based Troop?"

"I...Fought to defend Stolkholm...I was hired by the AGTF Quickly...and...I guess they didn't have any Covert A-T Personnel...so..."

"All right! The least you can do is spare me your life story and let me sleep..." He opened his eye again, seeing her face in dismal. "Look...it may seem like I'm not a nice guy...but right now I'm not. I've just been assigned to lead a shit-tonne of men into a deathland to take over a city. It ain't no-pretty thought, Private..." He sighed deeply. "It is Operation: Slim-Breakthrough all over again..." This caught her attention.

"S-Slim Breakthrough?"

"Special Air Services Operation...I am not in the position to tell you...now please...I need some sleep at the least..." Nodding understandably, after hearing his reasoning, she departed from the room, leaving him to ponder his mind in his slumber.

Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

This has to be a thing involved in the RP - youtube.com/watch?v=pFS4zYWxzNA

Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

@ChronoBovinoMy Nan has a Level of 1000000000000000000000000000....
You are impaired to her.