Post by Traitor.-Stormdust, Hawkfrost on Oct 3, 2007 19:52:03 GMT -5
Two gleaming golden-brown eyes gaze at you from within the shadows. The eyes shine in amusement, as if they knew something you didn't. Suddenly, the cat stepped forward, the light filtering down onto its jet black pelt. Flames seemed to burn its legs, but as you study it, you realise its the cats fur color.
"What do we have here?" the cat meows, padding around you, as if examining your whole body. Its tail swished lightly, and its eyes never left you.
"A Twoleg? I would have expected...more," the cat opens its jaws and laughs. Its fangs catch the light and shine brightly. You shiver, hoping he won't use them on you.
He shuts his mouth quickly, and sits down in front of you, licking his paw. "I am Flamemurder from the BloodClans. But of course; you have no idea what I mean, don't you?" the black tom mutters, his eyes narrowing to slits.
"The BloodClans are five Clans who occupy the territory of a island. The beach, forest, desert, marsh, and rainforest," he starts, drawing his paw over his ear a few times. "I am from DesertClan, and, of course, we come from the desert. OceanClan's territory is the beach, mostly, MarshClan owns the marsh, and JungleClan stalks the forest. Ah, but what of the last Clan? Its not a Clan at all, but a Trible. The Trible of Dying Flame, to be exact. They occupy the rainforest."
Flamemurders ear twiches, and he cuffs a paw over it. "Look, the reason you and I are here is because you want to join the BloodClans, right? It is a new Proboards site, that has two simple problems before it can start. A few more boards need to be made on the territories, and we need players. Almost all the high postions are avaible, and I look forward to seeing you there."
Flamemurder nods quickly, turns, and disappears altogether, as if it had all been a dream. But on the floor in front of you, lies a small sheet of paper with an address writen on it;
thebloodclans.proboards91.com
"What do we have here?" the cat meows, padding around you, as if examining your whole body. Its tail swished lightly, and its eyes never left you.
"A Twoleg? I would have expected...more," the cat opens its jaws and laughs. Its fangs catch the light and shine brightly. You shiver, hoping he won't use them on you.
He shuts his mouth quickly, and sits down in front of you, licking his paw. "I am Flamemurder from the BloodClans. But of course; you have no idea what I mean, don't you?" the black tom mutters, his eyes narrowing to slits.
"The BloodClans are five Clans who occupy the territory of a island. The beach, forest, desert, marsh, and rainforest," he starts, drawing his paw over his ear a few times. "I am from DesertClan, and, of course, we come from the desert. OceanClan's territory is the beach, mostly, MarshClan owns the marsh, and JungleClan stalks the forest. Ah, but what of the last Clan? Its not a Clan at all, but a Trible. The Trible of Dying Flame, to be exact. They occupy the rainforest."
Flamemurders ear twiches, and he cuffs a paw over it. "Look, the reason you and I are here is because you want to join the BloodClans, right? It is a new Proboards site, that has two simple problems before it can start. A few more boards need to be made on the territories, and we need players. Almost all the high postions are avaible, and I look forward to seeing you there."
Flamemurder nods quickly, turns, and disappears altogether, as if it had all been a dream. But on the floor in front of you, lies a small sheet of paper with an address writen on it;
thebloodclans.proboards91.com
