PrankFox

Grimm Noir: A RWBY Story

I might be joining too many RPs right now, but the last RWBY RP I was in died and I miss that character

The Masque of the Dragon || Fantasy Dragons hiding among Humans

Character should be up by the end of the day

The Masque of the Dragon || Fantasy Dragons hiding among Humans

Seems fun, I've been looking for new RPs and I'm always a fan of dragons

The Rise of WillowClan

Mentions: @savannahssu, @The Elvenqueen, @Shadow Dragon

Duskwing pushed herself to her feet and dipped her head at Fernstar, "Thank you Fernstar, I've already prepared for his assessment and I'm confident in his abilities." She stretched out her legs and let her claws sink into the snow and dirt briefly before shaking out her pelt and beginning to walk in the direction of the warrior's den. She knew that Moosepaw was capable and she felt that she had prepared him well for the trials that come with being a warrior. She hoped the young tom wasn't too nervous. She would have to check in with him before they went to sleep, or in the morning, to make sure he he felt prepared. Based on the stutter when he talked to Fernstar she wasn't so sure.

She was snapped out of her musings by the small form of Frogkit bouncing in front of her. Her whiskers twitched in amusement at the sheer speed the questions were leaving her mouth at. "I know it smells strange, there are some cats who aren't from around here that are staying there for now, but once they leave we'll clean it so it won't smell bad anymore alright?" She reached forward with one paw to bat away the little piece of cobweb that was stuck to Frogkit's nose, "And a rogue is a cat who isn't associated with Willowclan. You can stay in the warriors den with the rest of us until they leave so you don't have to worry about the smell."

The sudden interruption of Blackpelt caused her fur to bristle slightly, "Calm down Blackpelt, she's just a kit, you know they're inclined to wander," Duskwing took a step forward to slightly cover Frogkit, there was always something slightly off about their medicine cat, "Besides you're careful enough to keep the dangerous things out of the reach of a kit. She didn't mean any harm." She turned her attention to the kit between her paws, "But you do need to be careful messing with things you're unfamiliar with." She knew that Blackpelt would never hurt anyone in the clan, let alone a kit, but he could afford to be more gentle about it.

Mentions: @savannahssu, @The Elvenqueen

Stormheart listened closely to Fernstar and Duskwing as they explained everything that had happened while he and Sunfur had been out looking for Maplestream. He honestly wasn't sure what to think about this whole thing with these rogues and everything else; he just wanted to get some food and go to sleep in the warmth of the warrior's den. He knew that himself and some of the others would need to go out and hunt, but it felt like his paws were about to fall of both from he snow and sheer exhaustion. He wasn't about to let his clanmates go hungry though. He'd leave all of the complex politics to Fernstar and Stonefall when it came to dealing with the strangers.

He wasn't surprised at all when Fernstar called for himself, Sunfur, and Spidernose to go out and hunt. There was no more freshkill in the pile and he knew everyone would be hungry after all the traipsing around everyone had been doing. He pushed himself to his paws and followed Spidernose as she made her way out of camp, and shook his thick pelt in an attempt to wake himself up. "Where do you think is the best place to hunt? With how cold it is most prey is going to be hidden underneath the ground." He pricked his ears in an attempt to hear the scrabbling of small paws or the flap of wings, but all he could hear was the whistling of the wind in his ears. With luck one of the other two would be able to pick up something.

The Rise of WillowClan

Should be able to get posts up this weekend

Also, @The Elvenqueen Frogkit is adorable

Dragonier (Medieval Fantasy, Dragon Riders, Magic, War)

Saw this when you first started working on it. Glad it came back around because it definitely seems interesting!

The Rise of WillowClan

Mentions: @savannahssu

It didn't surprise Duskwing that the first question was directed at her, but she had expected an announcement that the ceremony had been a success, or something similar, to come beforehand. Though based on the confidence that was obviously visible in Fernstar's stance she assumed that it was. She dipped her head respectfully before meeting their leader's gaze, "My apologies Fernstar. While you and Blackpelt were away we had three strangers come charging into camp scratched and panicked, they said they had been attacked by raccoons somewhere nearby; though none of us have heard or scented anything since they arrived. Stonefall didn't want to send them away, but he thought it best that they be put under guard until you returned to decide what it is to do with them. I didn't want to leave them unguarded, just in case." She flicked her tail towards the nursery, "They offered to help hunt as an apology, but that decision is best left to you." She didn't want to take up too much time explaining the whole situation, and speaking in front of the entire clan made her somewhat uncomfortable. The rest of the situation would best be left to Stonefall; he was the one who made the decision to let them stay after all so he could explain his thoughts on the matter better than she could.

The Rise of WillowClan

Got back from vacation late last night so I should be able to get a post up later today

The Rise of WillowClan

Sorry the posts are a bit short, life has been crazy busy lately and I'm also about to go on a family trip. I'll have my laptop with me but I don't know if I'll be able to post, but I'll try if I can find the time.

The Rise of WillowClan

Mentions: Mention of Blackpelt and Fernstar

The sudden influx of noise that came with Blackpelt and Fernstar returning to camp pushed Duskwing to her paws. Thank Starclan, hopefully Fernstar will have an idea of what to do about these strangers in our nursery. Their medicine cat was yowling about his herbs, but it was the call to a clan meeting that caused her ears to prick slightly. Surely Fernstar had gotten her nine lives and was now the recognized leader of Willowclan, she seemed to hold a new authority and confidence in her just at a quick glance.

She knew she should go and join the rest of the clan underneath Highstump, but she wasn't about to leave the nursery unguarded. If Fernstar asked it would be easy enough to explain why she wasn't joining them. Besides, it was easy enough to listen from where she was. She peered into the nursery for a moment, just to be sure these strangers were still there, before sitting back down to listen to what she hoped was good news.

Mentions: Mentions of Sunfur, Maplestream, and Spidernose

Stormheart took the time as Sunfur and Spidernose explained the happenings of the day to sit for a moment and gives his paws a rest. They were mostly numb from walking through the snow and spray from the rapids, but what Spidernose said about these strangers sent a surge of nerves across his pelt. Were they the same ones that he and Sunfur had caught wind of when they were out? It was wise to keep them away from the rest of the clan, especially when two of their most important clanmates were gone.

His eyes briefly drifted over to where Stonefall had padded away from Maplestream; the she-cat looked as exhausted as he felt. He wanted to talk with her and ask why she'd run off, if she way okay, but he couldn't just walk away from the patrol. Maybe when we get back, if she isn't asleep.

He tore his eyes away from Maplestream and sprang back to his paws as Blackpelt, followed shortly by Fernstar, rushed into camp. He felt his whole body sag in relief as they both returned unharmed; from what he could see. He glanced over at Sunfur for a moment as Spidernose stepped away; the patrol could come after the meeting. He was very interested in what Fernstar had to say. He padded over to sit in front of Highstump and wrapped his tail around his paws, before staring intently up at their leader.