Desired Name: Shadowpelt

Position: Warrior

Family: Er, I don't wanna say anyone in the RP already so she just was... here? xD N/A

Mate:None yet ;D

Crush:She's very flirtatious.

Age: (not needed) adult

Additional Info

Gender: Female

Appearance: Black, with a small white spot on her chest and swirling green eyes.

Personality:She's generally in the shadows (xD) but will often show up and talk to toms with the intention of embarr*censored*ing them. However, she may just use this as a cover to end up talking to real potential mates... She secretly aspires to be a queen.

OoC: 24 moons would be two years old. So 15 moons would be a little less than a year and a half. School is almost out, one and a half more days! Then I can post as much as I want!

(( Yaaay! okay, Imma just hunt and interact ;D Look out, toms, Shadowpelt's comin your way.))

Shadowpelt crept throught the camp enterance, three bald mouse tails hooked to her mouth. She flung them on the fresh-kill pile, keeping one stuck on her pearly whites for herself, and lie down. Her green eyes whirled in thought as the took small bites out of the furry brown mousepelt. Shadowpelts bristly toungue flicked in and out to shake off the dusty hairs that clung to her toungue like kits to a queens belly. "i wonder," she mewed to herself,"if anyone else will notice the trap?" Amusement danced in her eyes and her whiskers twitched when she thought of the delicate "trap" she had set up earlier to cause a little confusion. She left scent marks and trails all over a specific area of the territory, in a wide circle. She had also left prey along the way, just to add to the illusion that she had been there. Anyone following the scent would end up in a huge circle, back where they started. On top of that, she had climbed up a birch tree and from there precariously leaped from tree to strongest tree back to camp. She rolled the mouse remains in her paws a while more before getting up to see how Echovoice was doing.

(( I am changeing Quailfoot to  a tom cat :P

Bacicly Quailfoot is going back to scarletclan.... and his is Named Thistlestorm...

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For those who want to see a pic of him he is... there..  But blackish grey.I need another tom cat that isn't a kit.:3 sorry if I confuze any people..))

Thistlestorm padded into the forest, "A little fresh-kill will do the clan greatly.." he meowed before padding deeper into the damp snow-filled forrest. His paws stug from the snow he had been walking through, I wish the snow could just go away.... He lifted his head to taste the air and smelt something. A sent! After recently becoming a warrior, Thistlestorm had been eager to go out hunting as a warrior... with out a mentor watching over his every move. He followed the scent and padded throughout the forest.  A little while later, after finding mouse remains on the train, Thistlestorm realized that he had ended up in a huge circle. "What the heck?" he meowed and padded back to camp. 

"Echovoice!" Thistlestorm yowled across the clearing. "Echovoice!" he panted once he got close to her. Hist former mentor was talking to Shadowpelt.As he walked he meowed "I was following a scent trail and there was mouse remains on the way and and..." he stopped to catch his breath."It led me in a really big circle!" Realizing how Kit-like he just sounded he straitened his back, "I mean.. I didn't catch the cat that did it..." Failure! You are acting like an kit trying to be a warrior!

((East is that alright that Echovoice is Thistlestorm's past mentor?))