forum I didn't see any Warriors RP [Open]

Started April 11, 2018 by @Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

tune

(Yeah, I think so)
"Oh… why are we so far from the path? Shouldn't we be about a mile north of here?"

"Yes, and that was my fault! I called you fat then you climbed up a tree with me… and then you fell… I'm sorry."

(alright, should I fill out a form? )

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance;
Personality:
Prey-hunter/Cave-guard:
Other:

"It's fine… we need to get back on track to the mountains." Finchsong pulled herself to her paws, grimacing a bit.

"It's fine… we need to get back on track to the mountains." Finchsong pulled herself to her paws, grimacing a bit.

"But your still hurt!" Oakleaf said, helping her up.

"I'm okay, I'm sure I'll be fine by the time we get there." Finchsong started walking back in the correct direction, keeping her eyes fixed on the mountains.

name: Dark stream where the fish lurk (Just dark.)
Gender: Tom
Age: 19 moons
Appearance: All black besides his front left paw, stormy blue eyes.
personality: Brooding, hot headed, bitter at times, cold hearted to those he dislikes, loyal, and caring to those he cares about or those that are in the tribe.
Cave guard
other: His shoulders have claw marks on them from when he was young, he used to have a brother and a sister but they are no more.

"I'm okay, I'm sure I'll be fine by the time we get there." Finchsong started walking back in the correct direction, keeping her eyes fixed on the mountains.

"Very well." Oakleaf muttered, still making sure she would not fall.

(Kellie Bramer? Want to jump in and lead us to the tribe? They know we're coming!)

Darkstream or Dark as some others called him walked down a small trail as he looked for the two cats he was supposed to lead to the place he called home. He couldn't help the sigh that came from his mouth as he walked. He had wanted to relax a bit today but if it had to be done he would help them. Soon the tomcat spotted the two and meowed a greeting, "Oakleaf and Finchsong? Correct, if so I'll be leading you to the tribe."

"Uh, who are you and how do you know our names?" Oakleaf said firmly, fur rising and claws extended.

"Shh, calm down Oakleaf. This must be one of the cats from my prophecy." She dipped her head politely. "Hello, sir, that would be greatly appreciated."

Name: Lark that sings at dawn (Lark or dawn is fine)
Gender: Female
Age: 23 moons
Appearance; Creamy brown with sepia brown splotches
Personality: Calm, kind, mom friend
Prey-hunter/Cave-guard: Cave-guard
Other: idk

"You don't even know him!" Oakleaf hissed, "What if he's a rogue?"

Finchsong thought for a moment. "I trust him. He has the accent of a tribe cat. Lead the way, sir."

“And how do you know what a ‘tribe accent’ sounds like? You never heard a tribe cats voice before.”

"It was in the prophecy! What is it with toms and asking for directions?"