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Ravenfire
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hey, quick question: i can't seem to sign up for the chatbox? it seems that the username "pathos" has already been taken, but i don't ever recall having created a chatango account. is there anything you're able to do about it or should i make an account with a different username?
i may change my username on the site itself, however, seeing as it looks like most users put the name of the character as their name. thank you in advance!!
I miss you too ugh ;-;
I haven't rp'd in so long though oh my goooood, I'm trying to get back into it but after so long it just doesn't come as naturally ;o; Like I still love doing it but it takes so long for me to think of a proper way to respond
"you can blame
it on me, Blame it on me! Blame it on me! "
Hey Rav. Its been a long time since I have been on Forgotten Times. I hope you remember me ^^' I was deputy long when Sheepstar was active around in Windclan. I have a few questions regarding my deputy role. Please feel free to comment back when you are willing to answer them ^^'
Also if you dont remember me I have another character by the name of Littlepaw. I Hope that helps!
///saved post - raven hawkeye cliff box
Anxiety bubbled in the pit of his stomach, dark paw-pads trembling against uneven stone. Slim, transparent whiskers quivered against the sharp breeze that seemed to smack him in the face. His sharp claws clung to the ridges in the stone for dear life, fearful that with one wrong pawstep - and he was a goner. Two translucent amber orbs glowed from the feline's cranium, appearing to widen and glimmer at the sight that was before him. The sky was splashed with waves of pastel hues, growing stronger in vibrancy as his gaze shifted to the sun for a brief moment, which had slowly begun it's descent beneath the horizon. Rolling clouds boasted mystical colours, exploding like a bomb above him. The jet-furred tom - who went by the name Raven - had never before seen a sight so alluring and beautiful, at least not where he was from, The City. As a matter of fact, to the east he could see the tall skyscrapers and blinking lights of his birthplace, fading behind wisps of smokey grey tendrils that signaled there may be a storm approaching. The vast stretch of trees - that continued on for miles upon miles - held all different shades of greens and ambers. The crisp leaf-fall breeze wailed between distorted branches, carrying the mingled scents of all four clans into his nose. Some he could distinguish, like the smell of prey and dewdrops in the morning - others were just foreign to him. The dark brown tabby he had spoken, or argued with a few days earlier had mentioned the clans numerous times, speaking with terms that he had never heard before, yet the maine-coon just shrugged it off. Little did the rogue know that the clan cats were living just beneath his paws, housed in the Crystal Cove. Raven let his eyelids fall and inhaled a deep breath, as if to take this moment and freeze it in time.
I love you're profile Raven!
So cute. Do you do banners By any chance? ~ Cookie
//saved post for spiderblood and littlepaw
As the sound of sobbing and paw-steps resounded in his ears, the dark-pelted feline visibly tensed. The city cats he used to hang around told tales of evil monsters that lived in the forest, but the scent that wafted in his nose could only belong to another cat. Cats live out here..? In the forest? His glowing orbs narrowed as he spun around, shaking his head as if he couldn't stomach the thought of living permanently in the forest. Especially in a place as dark as here, where the dense trees barely let any light in from the sun and it was almost always shaded and chilly. Raven weaved through the trees once more, letting curiosity guide him for a few long moments until he caught sight of the source of the noise. "..Are you okay?" the maine-coon asked without hesitation, however his husky voice was thick and held no emotion. In fact, the tom's face resembled that of stone; cold and toneless, as he gazed at her. Raven was just barely apprentice-aged, yet he was pretty large for his age, so if the strange cat did become a threat to him, he figured he'd have a fair chance at taking her. A moment of silence hung in the air before his gaze shifted to the ebony male who had come into the picture, raising his eyebrows yet he didn't appear to be scared. Raven didn't really know what to think. |
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