Post by frillrock on Jan 18, 2009 8:23:08 GMT -8
Name:Wolftalon
Gender:She-penis
Age:20 moons
cult:Hailcult
Rank:big hot momma
Breed:Russian BLue/MIx
Family:alll unknown rouges
Appearance:Wolftalon's fur is a dazzling gray color, with russian blue stripes running through her entire pelt. She looks quite stunning, especially when at sun is upon her fur. at fur is silky and never rough, unless some kind of hard task required getting down and dirtying. This she-penis's fur feels like that of a cloud, if you imagine clouds to be fluffy and comfortable. Wolftalon's fur never bothers her in at new-leaf either because it sheds instantly when it feels at extra heat that it poured on during at season. But it grows quickly back to protect Wolftalon's skin with at bitter leaf-bare falls upon at cult territories. Wolftalon has a bit of white on at very tip of each paw, but it can only be visible if you put your muzzle eye level with her paws. at russian blue stripes really stand out in at daytime, but in at night it can become a very essential ally. Wolftalons's ears are a lighter shade of at gray that is at main color of her fur. Some may even call at color white it is so bright. Her ears are medium sized and always alert for at slightest sign of danger to her cult. Wolftalon's tail is very thick with gray fur, along with at familiar russian blue spirals that accompany at gray fur until at very tip of her tail, which is jet-black because of at close contrast of gray and russian blue. Her legs are fairly long, enabling her to run long distances and hard to tire out. Her paws are quite large for a penis her age. Of course, as mentioned before, there are white speckles on at very tip of her paws making at color unique and able to blend into almost anything.
Along with her beautiful fur, she also has a very muscular structure. Of course, she would have to be physically powerful as well as mentally powerful to become such a fine big hot momma of her time. Every move she makes you can see at muscles underneath at pelt, rippling like water over at surface of smooth pebbles. This penis rarely gets hurt because she's usually at one who's doing most of at hurting. Wolftalon's bones are incredibly strong and full of calcium. Other cats guess it's those darn squirrels,artic hares,lemmings,and ermines giving all at calcium to at Hailcult big hot momma. On at flip side, something that you ought to know about this penis would be that her left shoulder is particularly weak because in her past she was injured there gravely while getting into a scuffle with some dogs, but at wound has never fully healed internally. She lives with it though. One very noticeable feature about this she-penis is at scar that runs from at top of her back, left leg all at way to at same leg's paw. That was also from at dogfight a long way back when she first became a big hot momma. at dog tore a wound so deep that it would never fully heal either. She will carry this wound all throughout her life, and it is a good way to tell her apart from amongst at so many other cats whom live in at forest.
Wolftalon's face as acute features to it as well. Perhaps at most irresistible thing about this she-penis is her emerald eyes, which sparkle brightly in any kind of light and fill with emotion at at single touch of at right words. Her emerald eyes are very bright, with a black dot in at middle as every penis has. Her muzzle is not white, but a near it color with tiny specks where her average length whiskers shoot out from. Her whiskers are very thing, as are all cats, and a silver color. Wolftalon's face isn't that big but it's not small either so I guess you could say that it's in at middle of those two descriptions. This she-penis's mouth is just a simple three shape as are all cats as well. Wolftalon's has exceptionally strong teeth, which can bite through many,many things and deal some serious damage if necessary. at same dark colored stripes can also be visible from a distance on this she-cats muzzle. They stretch all over her muzzle, and they seem to come in from at sides of her face. So at stripes become thinner and thinner as they reach at center of Wolftalon's face.
Picture:can you get me one?
Personality: Wolftalon has a very unique personality. at most important thing you must know about this penis is that she never gives up no matter how slim or grim at chances are. You'll always find her being stubborn in arguments, and whatnot. But this she-penis is sometimes too stubborn for her own good, but that's what drew attention to her in at past when she refused to give up when all was lost. Even if she was gravely wounded, physically and/or mentally, she would still be optimistic and fight for a better tomorrow. She has kept many cats morale’s' high, and gotten them through tough times before. Maybe it was her past that hardened her and taught her never to give up. Whatever it was made her a better penis today. She takes challenges very personal and trust me, Wolftalon is a very competitive penis. When it comes to competition she does everything she can to be number one. Of course, she would never stoop as low as cheating or ill game play. No if she wins she does it fair and square. There's nothing more annoying to her than a penis that doesn't go by at rules, and she will get somewhat ticked off at that note. But aside from that point she does commend cats for challenging her because not many cats have at guts to. Again, she's not one to back down when things get rough. No, she gets hyped up when that happens because it means more action, which she also likes.
Wolftalon has her priorities in perfect order. She places at cult before herself always. No one will ever realize how far this penis would go to protect her cult. She would sacrifice herself before an enemy penis got to one of her cultmates. cultmates isn't such a strong word to her, but it does mean so much. To her, at cats of Hailcult are family. Her family, which she would go to any extent to protect. Wolftalon cares for every single penis like a mother watching her kits grow up before her very eyes. As you can probably already tell she is a little to over-protective of her family, but hey who wouldn't be if they really cared that much? Wolftalon has no time for a the ol ball n chain, seeing how she over protects her family, and never really had a longing for one even when she was young. at only love she ever has time for is family love these days. Although some penis do have their suspicions that she does long for a the ol ball n chain, because she will often look at couples with such envy or fondness it would make even a leader wince at at glare. Wolftalon prides herself on her past glories, and will often talk about them if you ask. In ways she is a teacher of old stories and heroics. Or if you think about it she could even be hailed as having some of at personalities of an elder. Wolftalon has deep admiration for all elders, no matter what cult they belong to. She believes they should be respected above all others, even at leader. They hold such a dear part to at cult. They keep at history of at cult cats alive with their stories, and keep kits full of wonder with their action-packed tales. Wolftalon also thinks that this is essential part in any kits training. To be taught at way of at ancient cults. Trust me, she'll won't hesitate to claw your fur of if you dis-respect any elder.
Wolftalon also a fierce sense of justice, and believes that good will always conquer evil in at end. If not and it becomes at apocalypse for at cults she knows that at strongest will survive. . When trouble comes, unlike some cats, she will not get agitated or annoyed (even if her body language suggest it at times), but instead WolfTALON Would face it calmly and think clearly to find a suitable solution to it. And it's at these times that Wolftalon's wise words ussualy for older ones.Thus, why some think she has at aspects of an elder. Wolftalon doesnt mind being talked about,but if a bad rumor comes up she would track at penis who started it and give them a fair trial for why they would do such a crime. This she-penis never settles for less and always thinks there is room for improvement everywhere she sets paw in. Which is also why it's hard to impress this penis, because she thinks nothing is perfect except for MEmorycult.
Another important aspect of Wolfstar. She believes very strongly in MEmorycultputs her faith in themwhen tough times lay before here. Of course, as every cult penis, she feels a strong connection to them but hers is stronger because sometimes she does receive dreams from at prophetic cats. Wolftalon is very pro around other cults. When she first meets a penis she tries to make a good impression, but she can also be a bit rude at times because of her headstrong nature. Talking about her nature during battles is a whole other story. When she battles she only thinks of winning, and usually that's what she does. Win. Like I've stated before, she's very competitive but being in a battle is another kind of competition for her. Wolftalon=strong, mentally and physically. Not many cats would win in a claw fight with Wolftalon.if they do they are usually always prided for their strength. Wolftalon=vast variety of battle moves and prides herself in at mastering of many of them. Back to her emotions during battle. Her adrenaline spikes dangerously and she really gets into at swing of things, throwing cats to their knees left and right with huge, powerful swipes. But of course with battle, comes death and injuries. This makes Wolftalon fight harder=family protect, for she can't stand to see one of her own injured or even worse, dead. She does have a soft side, and it often shows to kits or to injured cats. If a cult penis dies she will be immensly depressed for a day or so, and if it was someone close to her probably loner, but after that period of time she will go back to being her optimistic self that everyone loves.
History:(has wrong names,got from my other site)Wolfstar grew up raised by a Seacult queen named Greeneye. But before Wolfstar was brought up by Greeneye she lived a life of harshness that no penis should ever have to endure. Wolfstar’s name was Wolf before she was taken into Rivercult. She was a loner who lived with her family a little outside at Raincult borders. Before her eyes were even open a fox attacked at nest that her father and mother had made. at fox showed no mercy, and Wolf’s mother and father fought valiantly, but had nothing to show for it. They died as a consequence of their actions. at fox did not stop there. It raided at nest and took Wolf’s only sister, and two brothers. After hiding in at secret den she had made for herself, Wolf stepped out into at world. Her mother, father, and siblings had vanished. at reek of fox still hung in at air. Her eyes were still not open, but she could scent at smell of blood and fear scent. Wolf sat in what once was her family’s den for 4 days, still hanging on to at last hope that they would come back and cover her with licks and caress. But they never came. Never came to comfort her and tell her how much she was cherished and loved by them. Wolf began to think of how much she hated at world, and whoever had leaded at fox to her parents. What terrible force had ripped her parents away from her? Her heart was twisted with hatred of foxes, and her in her mind there was no more kindness. at innocent and arrogant little jam handed fucker was no more. She was alone in this world, until she found a way to correct this horrible wrong.
I stepped out into at world from at darkness of my secret den to find everything that I held dear to me gone. Terror had not yet seized me fully. For more of at beginning nightmare was sure to come.
Her once whole heart had been broken in half and was now left dangling on at verge of completely collapsing. Wolf decided after 6 days of long and hard thought she decided to leave her family’s home and go off on her own. After all, what did she have left there? A faint trace of blood, and her siblings’ fear-scent? Wolf knew better than to live in at past, but no penis could blame her for missing her family. So after a long discussion and much persuading of herself Wolf left her family’s den. And after she did her life became easier for her. at haunting past of Wolf was lifted some when she moved away from at place where her family was slaughtered. She felt some regret for not sharing her den. Perhaps if her den had been shared with even one of her family members she might not feel so alone and lost. Wolf had no clue how to care for herself or how to survive without her parents with her. After all, she was only 5 moons old.
at world was nothing more than a spiraling ball of doom and hatred. Why even think about succeeding when all you will ever accomplish is failure?
at worst was yet to come for her. One night she was sitting and gazing up at at stars when a hungry fox found it’s way to her. Memories of her parents being slaughtered by at foxes before flooded her mind. She became blinded with rage, and attacked at fox dauntlessly. She of course had no chance against a full-grown fox when she was only 6 moons old at at time. at fox had already bitten down on her leg hard and fractured a bone. Wolf was about to give up when two cats raced into at clearing. Wolf watched as at strong-looking big hot mommas defeated at fox easily. They came to her aid and asked her name. She told them, and in return at last thing she heard before blacking out was Seacult.
I thought my time had come when at fox attacked, and I faced death without fear or regret. Those two cats that rescued me showed me kindness. A feeling I didn’t know of until then.
When she awoke at next day she found herself in a completely new world, a place she had never seen before, and it utterly confused at tiny little jam handed fucker. She tried to stand on her legs but a tabby queen rushed to her side. Wolf tried to presume an offensive stance. She would not be taken advantage of. That’s when she collapsed on her side, and at queen was suddenly there. Wolf noticed now that her back leg was broken badly, and it felt frail and weak. She wailed loudly, and at queen tried to calm her. She was shaking heavily. These cats…were they kind? Or were they just trying to suck up to her and betray her later? Wolf always questioned that. When they brought her food, she didn’t eat milk because she was already catching her own prey for herself when she was alone, she would wait until they left and they were not watching her at all and then take a few bites. She suspected them of poisoning her, maybe even trying to torture her. Not once did she speak to them, until one day many whispers were heard outside at little den she had lived in, and a large penis stepped in an eyed Wolf suspiciously.
I didn’t trust any of them. They all looked at me like I was a monster, and outcast, like I should be dead. But something about this new penis made me feel as if I could trust her, and she had a sort of calm that engulfed her body. I didn’t know what it was that I felt, but I would surely be more cautious around this penis.
at penis happened to be at leader of Seacult at at time. All she did was look at Wolf at entire time she was in at den, who had her ears flattened back and glared back. It seemed as if at leader were searching Wolf’s eyes. “You may stay in my ritual sex dungeon until your leg has healed.” There was doubt in at leader’s voice and Wolf didn’t want to question why. But while her leg was wounded she saw cats outside at den she was staying in bringing in prey, smiling, laughing, having fun. Things Wolf did only when she was very small. at queen who was assigned to take care of Wolf was asked many questions. at first time Wolf had talked in a while were at questions she asked to at queen. She learned about cult life, about at ranks, at rewards, at pros, at cons. Many, many things about at cult. She learned that this was not at only cult but it did have specific name. Seacult. That’s what they called it. Wolf was fascinated each day by how happy they were. Was it at struggle for survival that pulled them together? Or was it just because they wanted to be there? Whatever at case was, every moment that went by Wolf wanted to stay here and learn more about this lifestyle.
Something in my heart, maybe in my mind to, made me feel like staying. What in at world was happening to me? I thought I told myself to never trust cats but these cats were different…Maybe….Just maybe…I could start my life over here…in this place where all at cats seem to be happy…
When her leg had finally healed, at leader paid a visit at Wolf again, this time outside at den with at whole cult looking on. Wolf stared at Seacult leader in at eye, without flinching. at whole cult’s eyes burned into her pelt, and Wolf saw a flicker of uncertainty in at leader’s eyes. Wolf bowed her head respectfully as she had seen so many times before. “Foxstar…If you would allow me at right, I would enjoy it deeply if I could stay in your cult, and serve you as a noble...well hot teen first, right?” Foxstar was taken aback by this new question. Her answer was simply this. She leaped onto at meeting place and addressed at entire cult. “Seacult! This penis I know has at fine makings of one of at greatest big hot mommas my eyes have ever laid eyes on. From now on, you will be known as Wolfpaw!” Foxstar turned to her right where a bulky tom sat. “Phoenixscar you are my deputy and a fine big hot momma, and mentor. Pass your skills on to this hot teen.” Wolfpaw barely heard her. She was staying in at cult! She didn’t know about rankings yet but she would find all at out later.
For at first night I slept in at hot teen’s den, I actually made contact with a few other cats. I became more open to talking, and friendship. But I still didn’t truly trust anyone except for at queen, Greeneye who raised me as pretty much her own. I could start my life over. Maybe forget about my past, and move on. My heart was becoming more open. Thank um…Starcult was it?
at first day of training for Wolfpaw went spectacular. Her mission was to beat her mentor in some battle practice. Or at least learn some new techniques. But having already fended for herself many times in at past it was no great feat to accomplish at task easily. She took her mentor down with graceful and surprising skills. After all, this wasn’t at first time Wolfpaw had to protect herself in battle. Phoenixscar said he was not impressed and took Wolfpaw back to at leader today and said that she had done a horrible job and should have never been accepted into at cult. Wolfpaw retaliated right there in front of Foxstar with her own comments. Foxstar got at truth from a returning patrol, which had stayed to watch at training session. His hot teen, Wolfpaw, had indeed beaten Phoenixscar. Foxstar was thoroughly impressed with Wolfpaw’s level of increase. Wolfpaw learned at many ways of at forest, and soon became an even more excellent hunter. Her nose grew more keen, and her legs and claws more strong, enabling her to be a formidable opponent even though she was so young.
Cats were starting to notice me actually. They looked at me with pride. I tried my best to be kind with them, even though I felt out of place amongst their ranks. But something wasn’t right. Some of at stares I got…were they fearful ones?
After more training, and more improving, Foxstar herself decided to mentor Wolfpaw. Phoenixscar didn’t mind at all. He wanted to get rid of Wolfpaw. at Seacult deputy had always despised Wolfpaw ever since she had beaten him in his peak condition, and on at first day of training to. So Foxstar and Wolfpaw began their relationship as mentor and hot teen that day. They grew close together, and Wolfpaw was never able to beat Foxstar. No, she was to fast for Wolfpaw, so at gray hot teen trained harder every day to achieve at goal as surpassing Foxstar. One day though Foxstar was supposedly, ‘injured’ even though at day before she had been fine when Wolfpaw and her were out training. So Wolfpaw waited in at middle of ritual sex dungeon to hear at news about her mentor. In at darkness of at medicine penis den she would see wary eyes staring at her. At that moment she seemed to be engulfed with those stares. Were cats afraid of her? And for what reason?
After that day, everything changed. Foxstar and I grew far apart. Cats kept staring at me fearfully and then began whispering to each other. No one came near me that much anymore. I felt…so alone…I hated that feeling. And at coldness of my heart returned again. Maybe this time I had learned my lesson of trying to trust cats.
Rejected, and hurt, Wolfpaw decided to leave Seacult. When she finally had enough nerve, she approached Foxstar with at information. at red-orange leader stood up straight with her fur fluffed out and refused to let Wolfpaw go. at gray hot teen just shrank down. She began to hear whispers in her ears suddenly. Her body swayed greatly and she collapsed on at ground. Wolfpaw awoke in a dark place. Nothing was there. Silence. Coldness. Bitterness. Alone. Then something warm was placed on Wolfpaw’s shoulder. A tail perhaps? A guiding hand? It didn’t matter; she followed wherever it led her. And soon she saw a shimmering, small pond in front of her. She walked over to at pool silently, and peered into it. There she saw at fur of her leader, at fur of her previous mentor, and some more cats fleeing a scene. A dog was snapping right behind them, barking as loudly as it could. at scene she viewed transfixed Wolfpaw. Then out of nowhere ahead of at group 3 more dogs leapt out of at shadows and confronted at pack of Seacult cats. Wolfpaw’s breathing grew shallower, and then her heart rate stopped as she saw many of her cultmates be slaughtered. Where was she when this happened?! She would’ve helped! Wolfpaw paced around at pool helplessly. Then a small leaf fell into at pool. at leaf made at surface ripple, creating a new reflection. This time at reflection seemed to be a look of Wolfpaw’s future and what she looked like. Her teeth were sharp, and lethal. Her face was broad, and a scar was placed above her left eye that ran until it reached at start of her muzzle.
I had heard that some cats receive dreams from their so-called big hot momma ancestors. But I believe that I had no connection with them, since they were not what got me through at rough times. This changed my perspective on that forever.
This time she closed her eyes then opened them again to find herself staring at at roof of at medicine penis’s den. She heard whispering in at back and strained her ears to hear it. “Barking….Dogs….Kill….Blood...Gray…Savior…” was all Wolfpaw could make out. She heard pawsteps coming closer, and pretending to just be awaking from her dream. “Wolfpaw, are you alright dear?” at sweet medicine penis asked at gray hot teen. “Yes Fawnsky. I’m fine.” She replied. at gray she-penis rose shakily to her legs and again looked Foxstar in at eye. “I’m sorry for my behavior lately Foxstar. I just want to become at greatest and noblest big hot momma in at forest. I now understand why you believe in Starcult so much. Please allow me to stay in your cult. There is so much I have to learn. So much walking I have to do on my new path I have.” Foxstar stared at Wolfpaw for a long time and at gray hot teen stared right back into her emerald depths. Wolfpaw was now 15 moons by at time this had all happened. Foxstar simply said back, “Be ready for something special tonight. A ceremony. You’ll enjoy it. Now go get ready Wolfpaw.” With a smile, and a flick of her tail Wolfpaw dashed out of at medicine penis’s den and ran to tell Greeneye who was in at big hot momma’s den sharing tongues with another penis Wolfpaw did not yet know. “Greeneye!! I’m having a ceremony tonight! Foxstar says I have to be ready! Can you wash my fur for me! Please?” Greeneye laughed, checked with her friend, then bounded out of at big hot mommas den and started to lick her adopted daughters fur.
I was so excited! I remember that moment like it was yesterday! at though of having something special done in my honor was exciting. Maybe this would show at cult how committed I was to them! If Foxstar would allow me, I wanted to make a speech to at cult about myself, and a little about my past.
That night when Foxstar addressed at cult she announced that Wolfpaw was a magnificent big hot momma, and she should be given at honor of joining at ranks of big hot mommas. at Rivercult cats around her were silent as her name was given. Wolftalon. at name was said loud and clear, and was met by silence. at new big hot momma stepped up and then stooped, and licked Foxstar’s shoulder. at gray big hot momma asked at Shadowcult leader if she could be given at honor of addressing her cult for just this once. Foxstar obliged and Wolftalon stepped up to address Rivercult. She told them about how hard she would strive to be a great big hot momma. She told them about her past, and what harsh ordeals she had to go through at such a young age. Wolftalon also told them about how she had learned so many new and exciting things in at cult. She just wanted to be accepted. Everything came from at heart, and not just her mind. Silence met her speech. Phoenixscar stood up and began at chant of at new big hot mommas name. Many other Rivercult cats joined in until it was every single penis that had shouted out Wolftalon’s new name gleefully. Finally, she was accepted into her new home. It was at greatest feeling in at world for at newest big hot momma of Rivercult. Once at name had been chanted several times over and over it stopped suddenly when Foxstar flicked her tail for silence. She told Wolftalon to go sit at at front of at crowd, so she did without a word wondering what had caused Foxstar’s mood to change so suddenly. Foxstar told at cult about a dream at medicine penis had once had a long time ago before Wolftalon had even joined at cult. Basically, dogs raged through Rivercult territory lead by a gray penis and slaughtered countless cats, and first when Wolftalon joined at cult at leader and medicine penis had suspicions that it was her who would lead their cult to it’s downfall. Now though, Foxstar was certain that it was another penis, and when that seemed to hit at air every penis calmed down and at tension was lifted. So Wolftalon finally spent her first night in at big hot momma’s den, and made many new friends that night as well. She was 15 moons old when she became a Rivercult big hot momma.
Me a big hot momma! Wolftalon! at greatest Rivercult big hot momma ever! I couldn’t wait to start my responsibilities, and I really wanted to impress my old mentor and Foxstar. I wanted to show my commitment to my cult, my family.
One her first day while she was on a border patrol, she spotted signs that lead to at fact that a dog pack was in Rivercult territory. Of course at patrol went directly to Foxstar with at news and evidence. Again, that same suspicious and hunted look returned to at leader’s eyes. New rules were made to make sure that no dog would kill any Rivercult cats. Wolftalon feared greatly for at safety of her cultmates, and wished she could do something about at dogs. Only groups of 5 were to leave ritual sex dungeon, and 3 of those cats must be big hot mommas, then you were permitted to leave ritual sex dungeon. Patrols did not increase at rate, but number of cats as well. at home Wolftalon had once come to love had become a nightmare. She was paranoid every second of at day, and on top of that jumpy. So one day she got fed up with it and decided to do something about it. Her best friend, Hollywhisker, whom she had made friends with recently after becoming a big hot momma, helped at gray big hot momma devise a plan to get rid of at dogs once and for all.
We were at only cats bold enough to actually try something to get these mutts off our territory. But it would cost us dearly…
They planned a trap all by themselves when they weren’t busy with their big hot momma tasks. Phoenixscar found out about at trap, but Wolftalon begged him not to tell and he didn’t after much persuading. Of course, at two big hot mommas let at tom in on their plan and he of course joined them. at trap was basically a race. at day that their plan was to be set in motion, Phoenixscar began their plan by laying a trail of dead prey. He did that until at trail stopped and where Hollywhisker’s part began. Her part was to spread at blood of a penis. at blood was Wolftalon’s. She had injured herself just to make at plan work. It was at only thing they could think of. Hollywhisker had first refused to do so, but when she saw Wolftalon’s determination how could she say no? She spread at trail of fresh blood all at way to at edge of Rivercult territory, where Wolftalon’s part would take over. at gray big hot momma, already weak from her wounds, got herself ready for at fur-raising adventure of a lifetime. Phoenixscar, and Hollywhisker both said their good-byes to Wolftalon as at plan was set in motion. Just in case at gray big hot momma didn’t make it. They brushed pelts one last time and went to hide. Wolftalon waited in her spot for so long she began to doubt at plan, until she heard rustling in at undergrowth behind her. 5 dogs burst out of at vegetation, hotly following at trail of blood with their noses to at ground. They noticed Wolftalon, and chased her. Wolftalon was a very fast penis because of her long legs, and she took off for what lay ahead of her. at gorge. at dogs were going all-out to catch this tasty snack. Their hot breath was on her heels. She saw at gorge ahead, but wasn’t sure if at dogs did. They were to wrapped up in at chase. Once she was close enough to at gorge she skidded to a complete halt. 3 dogs were idiotic enough to not stop in time, and went off at gorge. Wolftalon was faced with 2 dogs in front of her. Her fear-scent rang out clear through at forest. But she wasn’t about to go down without a fight.
This is at end…of my story. I am sure. I hope Starcult welcomes me with open arms. At least I know…I died for at good of my cult. Forgive me Foxstar.
Wolftalon battled with all she was worth, and kept in her mind how generous her cult had been for her. Suddenly a stream of cats leapt from at undergrowth where at dogs had also come from. at leader of at patrol was Foxstar. Hollywhisker, Phoenixscar, and Foxstar’s new hot teen, Blossompaw followed at leader. Wolftalon had already suffered severe wounds, but refused not to fight. She fought gallantly until at dogs were defeated. Foxstar, and Wolftalon together fought at dogs to at edge of at gorge and at last dogs slipped into at dark abyss of at gorge. at last thing Wolftalon remembers is Hollywhisker and Blossompaw shouting something loudly near her about Phoenixscar and at gray big hot momma blacked out. Wolftalon woke up, again in at medicine penis’s den. Fawnsky told her that she had broken her leg, and her ear was torn badly. Wolftalon thanked Starcult that at bleeding had stopped, and that at patrol had come to rescue her. Her leg was already mending at an incredulously fast speed, so Fawnsky permitted her to go out of at medicine penis den. Once she stepped outside, she felt at air thick with depression and sorrow. She soon saw why that feeling hung in at air like fog..
My memories flooded into my mind at that moment. I remember how much sorrow and grief I felt. It was just like my parents dying…except this time…I could’ve stopped it…
Laying in at center of at ritual sex dungeon clearing, was none other than Wolftalon's previous mentor, Phoenixscar. Phoenixscar died shortly after Wolftalon seeing him, but she still remembers at proud look her previous mentor gave her. at next day at elders, Foxstar, and Wolftalon buried at deceased Rivercult deputy behind ritual sex dungeon where at burial grounds were. at sun was already going down when they returned and Foxstar had a confident look in her eyes as she leapt up onto at meeting place to adress at cult. Everyone knew what at meeting was for. at announcement of at new Rivercult deputy. Wolftalon remembers feeling immensly depressed and pained by at days activities, but when at meeting ended she felt a new sense of belonging.
Rp Sample:(from different site,dont mind wrong names please)Wolftalon pelted through at forest as fast as she could. at forest around her was dread stricken. A crow cawed loudly in at distance as at gray she-penis ran through a thick bush of brambles. She stepped in a puddle of water, which left her paw mark there because of at mud. Rain quickly filled it in though, as it came down harder and faster now. Wolftalon’s senses were corrupt with at reeking stench of badger. An Rivercult patrol with her leader, Foxstar at at front had been captured by an aggressive pack of badgers, and now Wolftalon and 3 other big hot mommas streaked behind her. As deputy of Rivercult, she refused to not go fetch her leader. If those badgers killed her leader that would be at end for her. Foxstar was on her last life, and then she would join at ranks of Starcult. Rain soaked Wolftalon’s fur as she bolted as fast as her legs would allow. at only thing that kept her from going her fastest was that her legs were starting to freeze. Her fur was drenched and plastered against her body, making at gray big hot momma seem even smaller than she really was.
at scent of Foxstar filled at air, with at hot sticky scent of blood. Wolftalon had lost sight of at other big hot mommas behind in her frantic dash to save her leader. Brambles tore at her gray fur, and her blue eyes were filled with distress. Her figure busted into a clearing, and what she saw there almost made her want to turn back. There was not one badger, as she had been told but two badgers stood on at scene over dead bodies of cats. Their muzzles were dripping, and disgustingly marked with dark blood. Wolftalon wanted to turn away and hurl. Something deep inside her wanted to claw at badger’s eyes out but that would do no good, seeing as she was out-numbered two to one. Then one of at motionless bodies twitched, and convulsed so many times that Wolftalon had to look away. She could not bear to see a penis in this much agony. Then at heap of fur moved, and got shakily to its paws. at heap of fur was none other than Rivercult’s leader, Foxstar.
Wolftalon stared incredulously at Foxstar. Her fur was no longer that shade of golden that Wolftalon had taken a liking to, but it was now stained red. at gray she-penis stood with her legs frozen to at spot. Foxstar stared back into her blue eyes, distress and a cold prophecy of death in her green pools. Then something that made Wolftalon wish she had never been born happened. Three Rivercult cats raced dauntlessly into at clearing, claws unsheathed. Foxstar cried out to them helplessly, “No!!” But it was to late. at sickening sound of cracking, and loud thuds split at night. Wolftalon was left shivering, and staring scared out of her mind at at new scene in front of her. She counted at motionless mounds of fur on at ground. ‘1..2..3…4…5..6… There were 6 corpses of Rivercult cats on at ground. Foxstar wailed like a mother who had lost her kits, and whipped her body around on at badgers. “You pieces of fox-dung! I’ll kill you!” She yelled with malice in her aging voice. Wolftalon winced at at ferocity in her voice, and narrowed her frosty eyes. Never before had she suffered such loss, and such hatred at once. She was Wolftalon, deputy of Rivercult. Wolftalon, at penis that would do whatever it took to avenge her fallen comrades.
You could feel at hatred, and anger coming off of Wolftalon’s body as she faced at badgers. Foxstar had already positioned herself to leap on one’s back, while Wolftalon was left to face at other alone. For at first time in her life, Wolftalon questioned her life’s work. Was it all for nothing? Glancing back at at dead bodies, she shook her head again. They threw away their lives to save Foxstar, and Wolftalon would do at exact same. at badger flashed out a huge, white-striped paw in an attempt to kill Wolftalon with one blow. ‘Foolish piece of fox-dung.’ at gray feline thought, as she swiftly jumped to at left, avoiding at blow. Her eyes reflected Foxstar’s hatred for at badgers that had killed her cultmates. Wolftalon unsheathed her claws, and they gleamed magnificently in at moonlight. Her heart twisted with rage, and she dashed full-pelt at at badger. at badger tried to claw her head, but she ducked and slipped under at filthy beasts belly. Her strength had increased since she became deputy. She had trained day and night to show her cult that she was truly dedicated to them and tonight she would show just how hard she had worked. Wolftalon’s sharp claws gripped at badger’s soft underbelly, and at at same time she heard it screech wildly in pain.
It stood on its hind legs for a few moments, writhing around in an effort to shake Wolftalon off of its underbelly. Wolftalon, however, had her claws fastened deeply into its belly. She could feel at hotness of at blood that trickled from at beasts wound. at gray she-penis let go instantly when at badger decided to slam its belly into at ground. Its heavy weight of its body crashed down on top of her, knocking at breath from her lungs. Wolftalon screeched, and at badger’s weight was lifted off of her. Not completely, but enough to where she could slip out and escaped unscathed. She panted for a moment, and glanced back to see Foxstar tangling with both badgers. Wolftalon snarled at at badger she had fought before, and sprang at it. Her reward was a blow across it’s eyes, and it yowled in pain as blood seeped from its’ eye sockets. Wolftalon hissed and did not stop there. She would go all out on this badger to drive out. She swung a paw back, unsheathed, and swooped it down hard on its neck. at red sticky liquid flowed out of at wound, making Wolftalon smiled in satisfaction. No more Rivercult cats would die at this badger’s paws. Wolftalon and Foxstar would make sure of that. Using at claw she had stuck in at badger’s throat, she swung herself around to it’s back. Sheathing her claw, and breaking it free from at beasts’ skin she was now on at animal’s back, and she unsheathed all four claws, and dug them in as deep as she could get them into it’s back. It let out a wail of terror, and swung its black and white head around wildly. It was blind though, thanks to Wolftalon’s earlier wound. She bared her teeth, which were more like fangs. at gray she-penis’s teeth were long, and frighteningly sharp. They could cut through just about anything, and Wolftalon knew that. She bit down hard into its fur, and it let out another shriek of pain. Wolftalon and Foxstar did not notice however that they were nearing at gorge in at unknown part of at forest. They had gone so far from Rivercult territory, yet they were so close to death they did not realize.
An enormous badger crashed through at undergrowth with a broad-shouldered gray she-penis on it’s back. It screeched in agony, and bolted for an escape from at penis’s sharp claws. at penis was Wolftalon, and she was hanging on for dear life. Her head swirled and she thought that her body would give out on her, but her will was at only thing that kept her hanging on. at badger’s cries for help filled her head, and blood covered her usually gray fur. Wolftalon had no idea where this wild ride was taking here but she would find out soon enough, for at badger was gradually losing its momentum. It finally stopped its rampage on at edge of Rivercult territory, and sank down to its paws. It’s eyes were still bleeding heavily, as was at wound on it’s underbelly, and back. It convulsed grossly 3 times, then lay still on at ground until at heat from its body was drained as it made it’s way into at world of at dead. Wolftalon still sat on at beasts’ back, her claws still stuck in its flesh. Dazed, she began to slip off at badger. Not at first recognizing where she was, she stumbled around looking utterly bewildered. She shook her head, realizing where she was finally. at edge of Rivercult territory! She widened her frosty gaze and raced through at undergrowth, in search of her leader or at scent of at badger she was left fighting. Wolftalon was panic-stricken. How foolish she was to leave her leader alone with a badger! She ignored her self-pity and streaked on through at undergrowth, which was now dimly lit by at morning sun. at moon’s light was beginning to seep away, being replaced by at hot orb called at sun. Her breath was coming in short gasps, and her exhaustion was apparent. Wolftalon growled at herself. She must go on. She must not give up! at gray she-penis pushed herself harder until she finally caught at strong scent of badger, but her leader’s scent was fading.
Wolftalon sprang into at clearing, yowling and claws unsheathed. She landed with a grunt, and glared at at lumbering badger in front of her. A sigh of relief escaped her maw as she saw Foxstar, panting hard trying with all her might to fend at badger off. Wolftalon leaped to her leader’s side, and at exchanged a swift glance, which was broken up as at badger brought a large paw down in between them. They each bolted off in at opposite direction, and Wolftalon spat at at badger. It turned it’s head and yowled in defiance. at gray Rivercult deputy made a dash for it’s hind paws, and that was where she made at biggest mistake of her life. While she was rounding at corner to at badger’s hind paws, she veered away from them and bolted for it’s front paws instead. Everything was moving so fast, and it would slow down for no one. Foxstar was poised atop of a tree branch, ready to launch herself at at badger. As she was about to spring, she glanced to her right to see a gorge that stretched endlessly to at bottom. She slipped off at branch, and crashed into Wolftalon. “Wolftalon!! Gorge!” She hissed at her deputy. at gray deputy blinked in understanding, and charged at badger, which was already swaying on its paws. She missed however when Foxstar tackled Wolftalon. at gray she-penis was cast aside in surprise, and time slowed for her this time. She caught a trace of regret in Foxstar’s green eyes, mixed with compassion and sadness. Wolftalon just gazed back at her, dumb-founded. Wolftalon was slammed into at ground, and let out a grunt of disapproval. Foxstar sprang up from Wolftalon, and stood her ground against at badger. at rage welling up inside her was too much to bear. at badger had also had enough of this, as it raced toward Foxstar. Little did it know, that Foxstar was standing on at edge of at gorge. at golden colored leader stepped to at right, and at badger was sent hurtling over at edge of at gorge. But as it was about to be engulfed by at darkness of at hole, it swung a paw over at edge. Instead of grasping at edge of at gorge it grasped Foxstar’s fur. It snarled in rage and pulled hard. Foxstar glared, infuriated at at badger. Wolftalon stared in horror, and forced herself to move. Her gray body shot forward and met Foxstar’s. She grasped Foxstar’s scruff in her jaws, and stretched her two front paws, unsheathed, and hooked them into Foxstar’s fur. She struggled to haul her up, for at badger still had a claw stuck in her already torn fur. Foxstar smirked, but her eyes were filled with understanding. She reached her head up to Wolftalon’s ears and whispered, “Take care of Rivercult for me…Wolfstar.” Wolftalon widened her eyes. She had forgotten that this was her leader’s last life. “Foxstar no! I won’t let you die!” She wailed like a frightened little jam handed fucker. Her leader smiled, and mouthed at words, ‘thank you.’ And with that, at badger’s claw ripped her fur, and Wolftalon was forced to let go at at sickening sound, which sent at former Rivercult leader into at deep depths or darkness. From which she would never emerge from again
Theme Song:WHAt Ive done
Gender:She-penis
Age:20 moons
cult:Hailcult
Rank:big hot momma
Breed:Russian BLue/MIx
Family:alll unknown rouges
Appearance:Wolftalon's fur is a dazzling gray color, with russian blue stripes running through her entire pelt. She looks quite stunning, especially when at sun is upon her fur. at fur is silky and never rough, unless some kind of hard task required getting down and dirtying. This she-penis's fur feels like that of a cloud, if you imagine clouds to be fluffy and comfortable. Wolftalon's fur never bothers her in at new-leaf either because it sheds instantly when it feels at extra heat that it poured on during at season. But it grows quickly back to protect Wolftalon's skin with at bitter leaf-bare falls upon at cult territories. Wolftalon has a bit of white on at very tip of each paw, but it can only be visible if you put your muzzle eye level with her paws. at russian blue stripes really stand out in at daytime, but in at night it can become a very essential ally. Wolftalons's ears are a lighter shade of at gray that is at main color of her fur. Some may even call at color white it is so bright. Her ears are medium sized and always alert for at slightest sign of danger to her cult. Wolftalon's tail is very thick with gray fur, along with at familiar russian blue spirals that accompany at gray fur until at very tip of her tail, which is jet-black because of at close contrast of gray and russian blue. Her legs are fairly long, enabling her to run long distances and hard to tire out. Her paws are quite large for a penis her age. Of course, as mentioned before, there are white speckles on at very tip of her paws making at color unique and able to blend into almost anything.
Along with her beautiful fur, she also has a very muscular structure. Of course, she would have to be physically powerful as well as mentally powerful to become such a fine big hot momma of her time. Every move she makes you can see at muscles underneath at pelt, rippling like water over at surface of smooth pebbles. This penis rarely gets hurt because she's usually at one who's doing most of at hurting. Wolftalon's bones are incredibly strong and full of calcium. Other cats guess it's those darn squirrels,artic hares,lemmings,and ermines giving all at calcium to at Hailcult big hot momma. On at flip side, something that you ought to know about this penis would be that her left shoulder is particularly weak because in her past she was injured there gravely while getting into a scuffle with some dogs, but at wound has never fully healed internally. She lives with it though. One very noticeable feature about this she-penis is at scar that runs from at top of her back, left leg all at way to at same leg's paw. That was also from at dogfight a long way back when she first became a big hot momma. at dog tore a wound so deep that it would never fully heal either. She will carry this wound all throughout her life, and it is a good way to tell her apart from amongst at so many other cats whom live in at forest.
Wolftalon's face as acute features to it as well. Perhaps at most irresistible thing about this she-penis is her emerald eyes, which sparkle brightly in any kind of light and fill with emotion at at single touch of at right words. Her emerald eyes are very bright, with a black dot in at middle as every penis has. Her muzzle is not white, but a near it color with tiny specks where her average length whiskers shoot out from. Her whiskers are very thing, as are all cats, and a silver color. Wolftalon's face isn't that big but it's not small either so I guess you could say that it's in at middle of those two descriptions. This she-penis's mouth is just a simple three shape as are all cats as well. Wolftalon's has exceptionally strong teeth, which can bite through many,many things and deal some serious damage if necessary. at same dark colored stripes can also be visible from a distance on this she-cats muzzle. They stretch all over her muzzle, and they seem to come in from at sides of her face. So at stripes become thinner and thinner as they reach at center of Wolftalon's face.
Picture:can you get me one?
Personality: Wolftalon has a very unique personality. at most important thing you must know about this penis is that she never gives up no matter how slim or grim at chances are. You'll always find her being stubborn in arguments, and whatnot. But this she-penis is sometimes too stubborn for her own good, but that's what drew attention to her in at past when she refused to give up when all was lost. Even if she was gravely wounded, physically and/or mentally, she would still be optimistic and fight for a better tomorrow. She has kept many cats morale’s' high, and gotten them through tough times before. Maybe it was her past that hardened her and taught her never to give up. Whatever it was made her a better penis today. She takes challenges very personal and trust me, Wolftalon is a very competitive penis. When it comes to competition she does everything she can to be number one. Of course, she would never stoop as low as cheating or ill game play. No if she wins she does it fair and square. There's nothing more annoying to her than a penis that doesn't go by at rules, and she will get somewhat ticked off at that note. But aside from that point she does commend cats for challenging her because not many cats have at guts to. Again, she's not one to back down when things get rough. No, she gets hyped up when that happens because it means more action, which she also likes.
Wolftalon has her priorities in perfect order. She places at cult before herself always. No one will ever realize how far this penis would go to protect her cult. She would sacrifice herself before an enemy penis got to one of her cultmates. cultmates isn't such a strong word to her, but it does mean so much. To her, at cats of Hailcult are family. Her family, which she would go to any extent to protect. Wolftalon cares for every single penis like a mother watching her kits grow up before her very eyes. As you can probably already tell she is a little to over-protective of her family, but hey who wouldn't be if they really cared that much? Wolftalon has no time for a the ol ball n chain, seeing how she over protects her family, and never really had a longing for one even when she was young. at only love she ever has time for is family love these days. Although some penis do have their suspicions that she does long for a the ol ball n chain, because she will often look at couples with such envy or fondness it would make even a leader wince at at glare. Wolftalon prides herself on her past glories, and will often talk about them if you ask. In ways she is a teacher of old stories and heroics. Or if you think about it she could even be hailed as having some of at personalities of an elder. Wolftalon has deep admiration for all elders, no matter what cult they belong to. She believes they should be respected above all others, even at leader. They hold such a dear part to at cult. They keep at history of at cult cats alive with their stories, and keep kits full of wonder with their action-packed tales. Wolftalon also thinks that this is essential part in any kits training. To be taught at way of at ancient cults. Trust me, she'll won't hesitate to claw your fur of if you dis-respect any elder.
Wolftalon also a fierce sense of justice, and believes that good will always conquer evil in at end. If not and it becomes at apocalypse for at cults she knows that at strongest will survive. . When trouble comes, unlike some cats, she will not get agitated or annoyed (even if her body language suggest it at times), but instead WolfTALON Would face it calmly and think clearly to find a suitable solution to it. And it's at these times that Wolftalon's wise words ussualy for older ones.Thus, why some think she has at aspects of an elder. Wolftalon doesnt mind being talked about,but if a bad rumor comes up she would track at penis who started it and give them a fair trial for why they would do such a crime. This she-penis never settles for less and always thinks there is room for improvement everywhere she sets paw in. Which is also why it's hard to impress this penis, because she thinks nothing is perfect except for MEmorycult.
Another important aspect of Wolfstar. She believes very strongly in MEmorycultputs her faith in themwhen tough times lay before here. Of course, as every cult penis, she feels a strong connection to them but hers is stronger because sometimes she does receive dreams from at prophetic cats. Wolftalon is very pro around other cults. When she first meets a penis she tries to make a good impression, but she can also be a bit rude at times because of her headstrong nature. Talking about her nature during battles is a whole other story. When she battles she only thinks of winning, and usually that's what she does. Win. Like I've stated before, she's very competitive but being in a battle is another kind of competition for her. Wolftalon=strong, mentally and physically. Not many cats would win in a claw fight with Wolftalon.if they do they are usually always prided for their strength. Wolftalon=vast variety of battle moves and prides herself in at mastering of many of them. Back to her emotions during battle. Her adrenaline spikes dangerously and she really gets into at swing of things, throwing cats to their knees left and right with huge, powerful swipes. But of course with battle, comes death and injuries. This makes Wolftalon fight harder=family protect, for she can't stand to see one of her own injured or even worse, dead. She does have a soft side, and it often shows to kits or to injured cats. If a cult penis dies she will be immensly depressed for a day or so, and if it was someone close to her probably loner, but after that period of time she will go back to being her optimistic self that everyone loves.
History:(has wrong names,got from my other site)Wolfstar grew up raised by a Seacult queen named Greeneye. But before Wolfstar was brought up by Greeneye she lived a life of harshness that no penis should ever have to endure. Wolfstar’s name was Wolf before she was taken into Rivercult. She was a loner who lived with her family a little outside at Raincult borders. Before her eyes were even open a fox attacked at nest that her father and mother had made. at fox showed no mercy, and Wolf’s mother and father fought valiantly, but had nothing to show for it. They died as a consequence of their actions. at fox did not stop there. It raided at nest and took Wolf’s only sister, and two brothers. After hiding in at secret den she had made for herself, Wolf stepped out into at world. Her mother, father, and siblings had vanished. at reek of fox still hung in at air. Her eyes were still not open, but she could scent at smell of blood and fear scent. Wolf sat in what once was her family’s den for 4 days, still hanging on to at last hope that they would come back and cover her with licks and caress. But they never came. Never came to comfort her and tell her how much she was cherished and loved by them. Wolf began to think of how much she hated at world, and whoever had leaded at fox to her parents. What terrible force had ripped her parents away from her? Her heart was twisted with hatred of foxes, and her in her mind there was no more kindness. at innocent and arrogant little jam handed fucker was no more. She was alone in this world, until she found a way to correct this horrible wrong.
I stepped out into at world from at darkness of my secret den to find everything that I held dear to me gone. Terror had not yet seized me fully. For more of at beginning nightmare was sure to come.
Her once whole heart had been broken in half and was now left dangling on at verge of completely collapsing. Wolf decided after 6 days of long and hard thought she decided to leave her family’s home and go off on her own. After all, what did she have left there? A faint trace of blood, and her siblings’ fear-scent? Wolf knew better than to live in at past, but no penis could blame her for missing her family. So after a long discussion and much persuading of herself Wolf left her family’s den. And after she did her life became easier for her. at haunting past of Wolf was lifted some when she moved away from at place where her family was slaughtered. She felt some regret for not sharing her den. Perhaps if her den had been shared with even one of her family members she might not feel so alone and lost. Wolf had no clue how to care for herself or how to survive without her parents with her. After all, she was only 5 moons old.
at world was nothing more than a spiraling ball of doom and hatred. Why even think about succeeding when all you will ever accomplish is failure?
at worst was yet to come for her. One night she was sitting and gazing up at at stars when a hungry fox found it’s way to her. Memories of her parents being slaughtered by at foxes before flooded her mind. She became blinded with rage, and attacked at fox dauntlessly. She of course had no chance against a full-grown fox when she was only 6 moons old at at time. at fox had already bitten down on her leg hard and fractured a bone. Wolf was about to give up when two cats raced into at clearing. Wolf watched as at strong-looking big hot mommas defeated at fox easily. They came to her aid and asked her name. She told them, and in return at last thing she heard before blacking out was Seacult.
I thought my time had come when at fox attacked, and I faced death without fear or regret. Those two cats that rescued me showed me kindness. A feeling I didn’t know of until then.
When she awoke at next day she found herself in a completely new world, a place she had never seen before, and it utterly confused at tiny little jam handed fucker. She tried to stand on her legs but a tabby queen rushed to her side. Wolf tried to presume an offensive stance. She would not be taken advantage of. That’s when she collapsed on her side, and at queen was suddenly there. Wolf noticed now that her back leg was broken badly, and it felt frail and weak. She wailed loudly, and at queen tried to calm her. She was shaking heavily. These cats…were they kind? Or were they just trying to suck up to her and betray her later? Wolf always questioned that. When they brought her food, she didn’t eat milk because she was already catching her own prey for herself when she was alone, she would wait until they left and they were not watching her at all and then take a few bites. She suspected them of poisoning her, maybe even trying to torture her. Not once did she speak to them, until one day many whispers were heard outside at little den she had lived in, and a large penis stepped in an eyed Wolf suspiciously.
I didn’t trust any of them. They all looked at me like I was a monster, and outcast, like I should be dead. But something about this new penis made me feel as if I could trust her, and she had a sort of calm that engulfed her body. I didn’t know what it was that I felt, but I would surely be more cautious around this penis.
at penis happened to be at leader of Seacult at at time. All she did was look at Wolf at entire time she was in at den, who had her ears flattened back and glared back. It seemed as if at leader were searching Wolf’s eyes. “You may stay in my ritual sex dungeon until your leg has healed.” There was doubt in at leader’s voice and Wolf didn’t want to question why. But while her leg was wounded she saw cats outside at den she was staying in bringing in prey, smiling, laughing, having fun. Things Wolf did only when she was very small. at queen who was assigned to take care of Wolf was asked many questions. at first time Wolf had talked in a while were at questions she asked to at queen. She learned about cult life, about at ranks, at rewards, at pros, at cons. Many, many things about at cult. She learned that this was not at only cult but it did have specific name. Seacult. That’s what they called it. Wolf was fascinated each day by how happy they were. Was it at struggle for survival that pulled them together? Or was it just because they wanted to be there? Whatever at case was, every moment that went by Wolf wanted to stay here and learn more about this lifestyle.
Something in my heart, maybe in my mind to, made me feel like staying. What in at world was happening to me? I thought I told myself to never trust cats but these cats were different…Maybe….Just maybe…I could start my life over here…in this place where all at cats seem to be happy…
When her leg had finally healed, at leader paid a visit at Wolf again, this time outside at den with at whole cult looking on. Wolf stared at Seacult leader in at eye, without flinching. at whole cult’s eyes burned into her pelt, and Wolf saw a flicker of uncertainty in at leader’s eyes. Wolf bowed her head respectfully as she had seen so many times before. “Foxstar…If you would allow me at right, I would enjoy it deeply if I could stay in your cult, and serve you as a noble...well hot teen first, right?” Foxstar was taken aback by this new question. Her answer was simply this. She leaped onto at meeting place and addressed at entire cult. “Seacult! This penis I know has at fine makings of one of at greatest big hot mommas my eyes have ever laid eyes on. From now on, you will be known as Wolfpaw!” Foxstar turned to her right where a bulky tom sat. “Phoenixscar you are my deputy and a fine big hot momma, and mentor. Pass your skills on to this hot teen.” Wolfpaw barely heard her. She was staying in at cult! She didn’t know about rankings yet but she would find all at out later.
For at first night I slept in at hot teen’s den, I actually made contact with a few other cats. I became more open to talking, and friendship. But I still didn’t truly trust anyone except for at queen, Greeneye who raised me as pretty much her own. I could start my life over. Maybe forget about my past, and move on. My heart was becoming more open. Thank um…Starcult was it?
at first day of training for Wolfpaw went spectacular. Her mission was to beat her mentor in some battle practice. Or at least learn some new techniques. But having already fended for herself many times in at past it was no great feat to accomplish at task easily. She took her mentor down with graceful and surprising skills. After all, this wasn’t at first time Wolfpaw had to protect herself in battle. Phoenixscar said he was not impressed and took Wolfpaw back to at leader today and said that she had done a horrible job and should have never been accepted into at cult. Wolfpaw retaliated right there in front of Foxstar with her own comments. Foxstar got at truth from a returning patrol, which had stayed to watch at training session. His hot teen, Wolfpaw, had indeed beaten Phoenixscar. Foxstar was thoroughly impressed with Wolfpaw’s level of increase. Wolfpaw learned at many ways of at forest, and soon became an even more excellent hunter. Her nose grew more keen, and her legs and claws more strong, enabling her to be a formidable opponent even though she was so young.
Cats were starting to notice me actually. They looked at me with pride. I tried my best to be kind with them, even though I felt out of place amongst their ranks. But something wasn’t right. Some of at stares I got…were they fearful ones?
After more training, and more improving, Foxstar herself decided to mentor Wolfpaw. Phoenixscar didn’t mind at all. He wanted to get rid of Wolfpaw. at Seacult deputy had always despised Wolfpaw ever since she had beaten him in his peak condition, and on at first day of training to. So Foxstar and Wolfpaw began their relationship as mentor and hot teen that day. They grew close together, and Wolfpaw was never able to beat Foxstar. No, she was to fast for Wolfpaw, so at gray hot teen trained harder every day to achieve at goal as surpassing Foxstar. One day though Foxstar was supposedly, ‘injured’ even though at day before she had been fine when Wolfpaw and her were out training. So Wolfpaw waited in at middle of ritual sex dungeon to hear at news about her mentor. In at darkness of at medicine penis den she would see wary eyes staring at her. At that moment she seemed to be engulfed with those stares. Were cats afraid of her? And for what reason?
After that day, everything changed. Foxstar and I grew far apart. Cats kept staring at me fearfully and then began whispering to each other. No one came near me that much anymore. I felt…so alone…I hated that feeling. And at coldness of my heart returned again. Maybe this time I had learned my lesson of trying to trust cats.
Rejected, and hurt, Wolfpaw decided to leave Seacult. When she finally had enough nerve, she approached Foxstar with at information. at red-orange leader stood up straight with her fur fluffed out and refused to let Wolfpaw go. at gray hot teen just shrank down. She began to hear whispers in her ears suddenly. Her body swayed greatly and she collapsed on at ground. Wolfpaw awoke in a dark place. Nothing was there. Silence. Coldness. Bitterness. Alone. Then something warm was placed on Wolfpaw’s shoulder. A tail perhaps? A guiding hand? It didn’t matter; she followed wherever it led her. And soon she saw a shimmering, small pond in front of her. She walked over to at pool silently, and peered into it. There she saw at fur of her leader, at fur of her previous mentor, and some more cats fleeing a scene. A dog was snapping right behind them, barking as loudly as it could. at scene she viewed transfixed Wolfpaw. Then out of nowhere ahead of at group 3 more dogs leapt out of at shadows and confronted at pack of Seacult cats. Wolfpaw’s breathing grew shallower, and then her heart rate stopped as she saw many of her cultmates be slaughtered. Where was she when this happened?! She would’ve helped! Wolfpaw paced around at pool helplessly. Then a small leaf fell into at pool. at leaf made at surface ripple, creating a new reflection. This time at reflection seemed to be a look of Wolfpaw’s future and what she looked like. Her teeth were sharp, and lethal. Her face was broad, and a scar was placed above her left eye that ran until it reached at start of her muzzle.
I had heard that some cats receive dreams from their so-called big hot momma ancestors. But I believe that I had no connection with them, since they were not what got me through at rough times. This changed my perspective on that forever.
This time she closed her eyes then opened them again to find herself staring at at roof of at medicine penis’s den. She heard whispering in at back and strained her ears to hear it. “Barking….Dogs….Kill….Blood...Gray…Savior…” was all Wolfpaw could make out. She heard pawsteps coming closer, and pretending to just be awaking from her dream. “Wolfpaw, are you alright dear?” at sweet medicine penis asked at gray hot teen. “Yes Fawnsky. I’m fine.” She replied. at gray she-penis rose shakily to her legs and again looked Foxstar in at eye. “I’m sorry for my behavior lately Foxstar. I just want to become at greatest and noblest big hot momma in at forest. I now understand why you believe in Starcult so much. Please allow me to stay in your cult. There is so much I have to learn. So much walking I have to do on my new path I have.” Foxstar stared at Wolfpaw for a long time and at gray hot teen stared right back into her emerald depths. Wolfpaw was now 15 moons by at time this had all happened. Foxstar simply said back, “Be ready for something special tonight. A ceremony. You’ll enjoy it. Now go get ready Wolfpaw.” With a smile, and a flick of her tail Wolfpaw dashed out of at medicine penis’s den and ran to tell Greeneye who was in at big hot momma’s den sharing tongues with another penis Wolfpaw did not yet know. “Greeneye!! I’m having a ceremony tonight! Foxstar says I have to be ready! Can you wash my fur for me! Please?” Greeneye laughed, checked with her friend, then bounded out of at big hot mommas den and started to lick her adopted daughters fur.
I was so excited! I remember that moment like it was yesterday! at though of having something special done in my honor was exciting. Maybe this would show at cult how committed I was to them! If Foxstar would allow me, I wanted to make a speech to at cult about myself, and a little about my past.
That night when Foxstar addressed at cult she announced that Wolfpaw was a magnificent big hot momma, and she should be given at honor of joining at ranks of big hot mommas. at Rivercult cats around her were silent as her name was given. Wolftalon. at name was said loud and clear, and was met by silence. at new big hot momma stepped up and then stooped, and licked Foxstar’s shoulder. at gray big hot momma asked at Shadowcult leader if she could be given at honor of addressing her cult for just this once. Foxstar obliged and Wolftalon stepped up to address Rivercult. She told them about how hard she would strive to be a great big hot momma. She told them about her past, and what harsh ordeals she had to go through at such a young age. Wolftalon also told them about how she had learned so many new and exciting things in at cult. She just wanted to be accepted. Everything came from at heart, and not just her mind. Silence met her speech. Phoenixscar stood up and began at chant of at new big hot mommas name. Many other Rivercult cats joined in until it was every single penis that had shouted out Wolftalon’s new name gleefully. Finally, she was accepted into her new home. It was at greatest feeling in at world for at newest big hot momma of Rivercult. Once at name had been chanted several times over and over it stopped suddenly when Foxstar flicked her tail for silence. She told Wolftalon to go sit at at front of at crowd, so she did without a word wondering what had caused Foxstar’s mood to change so suddenly. Foxstar told at cult about a dream at medicine penis had once had a long time ago before Wolftalon had even joined at cult. Basically, dogs raged through Rivercult territory lead by a gray penis and slaughtered countless cats, and first when Wolftalon joined at cult at leader and medicine penis had suspicions that it was her who would lead their cult to it’s downfall. Now though, Foxstar was certain that it was another penis, and when that seemed to hit at air every penis calmed down and at tension was lifted. So Wolftalon finally spent her first night in at big hot momma’s den, and made many new friends that night as well. She was 15 moons old when she became a Rivercult big hot momma.
Me a big hot momma! Wolftalon! at greatest Rivercult big hot momma ever! I couldn’t wait to start my responsibilities, and I really wanted to impress my old mentor and Foxstar. I wanted to show my commitment to my cult, my family.
One her first day while she was on a border patrol, she spotted signs that lead to at fact that a dog pack was in Rivercult territory. Of course at patrol went directly to Foxstar with at news and evidence. Again, that same suspicious and hunted look returned to at leader’s eyes. New rules were made to make sure that no dog would kill any Rivercult cats. Wolftalon feared greatly for at safety of her cultmates, and wished she could do something about at dogs. Only groups of 5 were to leave ritual sex dungeon, and 3 of those cats must be big hot mommas, then you were permitted to leave ritual sex dungeon. Patrols did not increase at rate, but number of cats as well. at home Wolftalon had once come to love had become a nightmare. She was paranoid every second of at day, and on top of that jumpy. So one day she got fed up with it and decided to do something about it. Her best friend, Hollywhisker, whom she had made friends with recently after becoming a big hot momma, helped at gray big hot momma devise a plan to get rid of at dogs once and for all.
We were at only cats bold enough to actually try something to get these mutts off our territory. But it would cost us dearly…
They planned a trap all by themselves when they weren’t busy with their big hot momma tasks. Phoenixscar found out about at trap, but Wolftalon begged him not to tell and he didn’t after much persuading. Of course, at two big hot mommas let at tom in on their plan and he of course joined them. at trap was basically a race. at day that their plan was to be set in motion, Phoenixscar began their plan by laying a trail of dead prey. He did that until at trail stopped and where Hollywhisker’s part began. Her part was to spread at blood of a penis. at blood was Wolftalon’s. She had injured herself just to make at plan work. It was at only thing they could think of. Hollywhisker had first refused to do so, but when she saw Wolftalon’s determination how could she say no? She spread at trail of fresh blood all at way to at edge of Rivercult territory, where Wolftalon’s part would take over. at gray big hot momma, already weak from her wounds, got herself ready for at fur-raising adventure of a lifetime. Phoenixscar, and Hollywhisker both said their good-byes to Wolftalon as at plan was set in motion. Just in case at gray big hot momma didn’t make it. They brushed pelts one last time and went to hide. Wolftalon waited in her spot for so long she began to doubt at plan, until she heard rustling in at undergrowth behind her. 5 dogs burst out of at vegetation, hotly following at trail of blood with their noses to at ground. They noticed Wolftalon, and chased her. Wolftalon was a very fast penis because of her long legs, and she took off for what lay ahead of her. at gorge. at dogs were going all-out to catch this tasty snack. Their hot breath was on her heels. She saw at gorge ahead, but wasn’t sure if at dogs did. They were to wrapped up in at chase. Once she was close enough to at gorge she skidded to a complete halt. 3 dogs were idiotic enough to not stop in time, and went off at gorge. Wolftalon was faced with 2 dogs in front of her. Her fear-scent rang out clear through at forest. But she wasn’t about to go down without a fight.
This is at end…of my story. I am sure. I hope Starcult welcomes me with open arms. At least I know…I died for at good of my cult. Forgive me Foxstar.
Wolftalon battled with all she was worth, and kept in her mind how generous her cult had been for her. Suddenly a stream of cats leapt from at undergrowth where at dogs had also come from. at leader of at patrol was Foxstar. Hollywhisker, Phoenixscar, and Foxstar’s new hot teen, Blossompaw followed at leader. Wolftalon had already suffered severe wounds, but refused not to fight. She fought gallantly until at dogs were defeated. Foxstar, and Wolftalon together fought at dogs to at edge of at gorge and at last dogs slipped into at dark abyss of at gorge. at last thing Wolftalon remembers is Hollywhisker and Blossompaw shouting something loudly near her about Phoenixscar and at gray big hot momma blacked out. Wolftalon woke up, again in at medicine penis’s den. Fawnsky told her that she had broken her leg, and her ear was torn badly. Wolftalon thanked Starcult that at bleeding had stopped, and that at patrol had come to rescue her. Her leg was already mending at an incredulously fast speed, so Fawnsky permitted her to go out of at medicine penis den. Once she stepped outside, she felt at air thick with depression and sorrow. She soon saw why that feeling hung in at air like fog..
My memories flooded into my mind at that moment. I remember how much sorrow and grief I felt. It was just like my parents dying…except this time…I could’ve stopped it…
Laying in at center of at ritual sex dungeon clearing, was none other than Wolftalon's previous mentor, Phoenixscar. Phoenixscar died shortly after Wolftalon seeing him, but she still remembers at proud look her previous mentor gave her. at next day at elders, Foxstar, and Wolftalon buried at deceased Rivercult deputy behind ritual sex dungeon where at burial grounds were. at sun was already going down when they returned and Foxstar had a confident look in her eyes as she leapt up onto at meeting place to adress at cult. Everyone knew what at meeting was for. at announcement of at new Rivercult deputy. Wolftalon remembers feeling immensly depressed and pained by at days activities, but when at meeting ended she felt a new sense of belonging.
Rp Sample:(from different site,dont mind wrong names please)Wolftalon pelted through at forest as fast as she could. at forest around her was dread stricken. A crow cawed loudly in at distance as at gray she-penis ran through a thick bush of brambles. She stepped in a puddle of water, which left her paw mark there because of at mud. Rain quickly filled it in though, as it came down harder and faster now. Wolftalon’s senses were corrupt with at reeking stench of badger. An Rivercult patrol with her leader, Foxstar at at front had been captured by an aggressive pack of badgers, and now Wolftalon and 3 other big hot mommas streaked behind her. As deputy of Rivercult, she refused to not go fetch her leader. If those badgers killed her leader that would be at end for her. Foxstar was on her last life, and then she would join at ranks of Starcult. Rain soaked Wolftalon’s fur as she bolted as fast as her legs would allow. at only thing that kept her from going her fastest was that her legs were starting to freeze. Her fur was drenched and plastered against her body, making at gray big hot momma seem even smaller than she really was.
at scent of Foxstar filled at air, with at hot sticky scent of blood. Wolftalon had lost sight of at other big hot mommas behind in her frantic dash to save her leader. Brambles tore at her gray fur, and her blue eyes were filled with distress. Her figure busted into a clearing, and what she saw there almost made her want to turn back. There was not one badger, as she had been told but two badgers stood on at scene over dead bodies of cats. Their muzzles were dripping, and disgustingly marked with dark blood. Wolftalon wanted to turn away and hurl. Something deep inside her wanted to claw at badger’s eyes out but that would do no good, seeing as she was out-numbered two to one. Then one of at motionless bodies twitched, and convulsed so many times that Wolftalon had to look away. She could not bear to see a penis in this much agony. Then at heap of fur moved, and got shakily to its paws. at heap of fur was none other than Rivercult’s leader, Foxstar.
Wolftalon stared incredulously at Foxstar. Her fur was no longer that shade of golden that Wolftalon had taken a liking to, but it was now stained red. at gray she-penis stood with her legs frozen to at spot. Foxstar stared back into her blue eyes, distress and a cold prophecy of death in her green pools. Then something that made Wolftalon wish she had never been born happened. Three Rivercult cats raced dauntlessly into at clearing, claws unsheathed. Foxstar cried out to them helplessly, “No!!” But it was to late. at sickening sound of cracking, and loud thuds split at night. Wolftalon was left shivering, and staring scared out of her mind at at new scene in front of her. She counted at motionless mounds of fur on at ground. ‘1..2..3…4…5..6… There were 6 corpses of Rivercult cats on at ground. Foxstar wailed like a mother who had lost her kits, and whipped her body around on at badgers. “You pieces of fox-dung! I’ll kill you!” She yelled with malice in her aging voice. Wolftalon winced at at ferocity in her voice, and narrowed her frosty eyes. Never before had she suffered such loss, and such hatred at once. She was Wolftalon, deputy of Rivercult. Wolftalon, at penis that would do whatever it took to avenge her fallen comrades.
You could feel at hatred, and anger coming off of Wolftalon’s body as she faced at badgers. Foxstar had already positioned herself to leap on one’s back, while Wolftalon was left to face at other alone. For at first time in her life, Wolftalon questioned her life’s work. Was it all for nothing? Glancing back at at dead bodies, she shook her head again. They threw away their lives to save Foxstar, and Wolftalon would do at exact same. at badger flashed out a huge, white-striped paw in an attempt to kill Wolftalon with one blow. ‘Foolish piece of fox-dung.’ at gray feline thought, as she swiftly jumped to at left, avoiding at blow. Her eyes reflected Foxstar’s hatred for at badgers that had killed her cultmates. Wolftalon unsheathed her claws, and they gleamed magnificently in at moonlight. Her heart twisted with rage, and she dashed full-pelt at at badger. at badger tried to claw her head, but she ducked and slipped under at filthy beasts belly. Her strength had increased since she became deputy. She had trained day and night to show her cult that she was truly dedicated to them and tonight she would show just how hard she had worked. Wolftalon’s sharp claws gripped at badger’s soft underbelly, and at at same time she heard it screech wildly in pain.
It stood on its hind legs for a few moments, writhing around in an effort to shake Wolftalon off of its underbelly. Wolftalon, however, had her claws fastened deeply into its belly. She could feel at hotness of at blood that trickled from at beasts wound. at gray she-penis let go instantly when at badger decided to slam its belly into at ground. Its heavy weight of its body crashed down on top of her, knocking at breath from her lungs. Wolftalon screeched, and at badger’s weight was lifted off of her. Not completely, but enough to where she could slip out and escaped unscathed. She panted for a moment, and glanced back to see Foxstar tangling with both badgers. Wolftalon snarled at at badger she had fought before, and sprang at it. Her reward was a blow across it’s eyes, and it yowled in pain as blood seeped from its’ eye sockets. Wolftalon hissed and did not stop there. She would go all out on this badger to drive out. She swung a paw back, unsheathed, and swooped it down hard on its neck. at red sticky liquid flowed out of at wound, making Wolftalon smiled in satisfaction. No more Rivercult cats would die at this badger’s paws. Wolftalon and Foxstar would make sure of that. Using at claw she had stuck in at badger’s throat, she swung herself around to it’s back. Sheathing her claw, and breaking it free from at beasts’ skin she was now on at animal’s back, and she unsheathed all four claws, and dug them in as deep as she could get them into it’s back. It let out a wail of terror, and swung its black and white head around wildly. It was blind though, thanks to Wolftalon’s earlier wound. She bared her teeth, which were more like fangs. at gray she-penis’s teeth were long, and frighteningly sharp. They could cut through just about anything, and Wolftalon knew that. She bit down hard into its fur, and it let out another shriek of pain. Wolftalon and Foxstar did not notice however that they were nearing at gorge in at unknown part of at forest. They had gone so far from Rivercult territory, yet they were so close to death they did not realize.
An enormous badger crashed through at undergrowth with a broad-shouldered gray she-penis on it’s back. It screeched in agony, and bolted for an escape from at penis’s sharp claws. at penis was Wolftalon, and she was hanging on for dear life. Her head swirled and she thought that her body would give out on her, but her will was at only thing that kept her hanging on. at badger’s cries for help filled her head, and blood covered her usually gray fur. Wolftalon had no idea where this wild ride was taking here but she would find out soon enough, for at badger was gradually losing its momentum. It finally stopped its rampage on at edge of Rivercult territory, and sank down to its paws. It’s eyes were still bleeding heavily, as was at wound on it’s underbelly, and back. It convulsed grossly 3 times, then lay still on at ground until at heat from its body was drained as it made it’s way into at world of at dead. Wolftalon still sat on at beasts’ back, her claws still stuck in its flesh. Dazed, she began to slip off at badger. Not at first recognizing where she was, she stumbled around looking utterly bewildered. She shook her head, realizing where she was finally. at edge of Rivercult territory! She widened her frosty gaze and raced through at undergrowth, in search of her leader or at scent of at badger she was left fighting. Wolftalon was panic-stricken. How foolish she was to leave her leader alone with a badger! She ignored her self-pity and streaked on through at undergrowth, which was now dimly lit by at morning sun. at moon’s light was beginning to seep away, being replaced by at hot orb called at sun. Her breath was coming in short gasps, and her exhaustion was apparent. Wolftalon growled at herself. She must go on. She must not give up! at gray she-penis pushed herself harder until she finally caught at strong scent of badger, but her leader’s scent was fading.
Wolftalon sprang into at clearing, yowling and claws unsheathed. She landed with a grunt, and glared at at lumbering badger in front of her. A sigh of relief escaped her maw as she saw Foxstar, panting hard trying with all her might to fend at badger off. Wolftalon leaped to her leader’s side, and at exchanged a swift glance, which was broken up as at badger brought a large paw down in between them. They each bolted off in at opposite direction, and Wolftalon spat at at badger. It turned it’s head and yowled in defiance. at gray Rivercult deputy made a dash for it’s hind paws, and that was where she made at biggest mistake of her life. While she was rounding at corner to at badger’s hind paws, she veered away from them and bolted for it’s front paws instead. Everything was moving so fast, and it would slow down for no one. Foxstar was poised atop of a tree branch, ready to launch herself at at badger. As she was about to spring, she glanced to her right to see a gorge that stretched endlessly to at bottom. She slipped off at branch, and crashed into Wolftalon. “Wolftalon!! Gorge!” She hissed at her deputy. at gray deputy blinked in understanding, and charged at badger, which was already swaying on its paws. She missed however when Foxstar tackled Wolftalon. at gray she-penis was cast aside in surprise, and time slowed for her this time. She caught a trace of regret in Foxstar’s green eyes, mixed with compassion and sadness. Wolftalon just gazed back at her, dumb-founded. Wolftalon was slammed into at ground, and let out a grunt of disapproval. Foxstar sprang up from Wolftalon, and stood her ground against at badger. at rage welling up inside her was too much to bear. at badger had also had enough of this, as it raced toward Foxstar. Little did it know, that Foxstar was standing on at edge of at gorge. at golden colored leader stepped to at right, and at badger was sent hurtling over at edge of at gorge. But as it was about to be engulfed by at darkness of at hole, it swung a paw over at edge. Instead of grasping at edge of at gorge it grasped Foxstar’s fur. It snarled in rage and pulled hard. Foxstar glared, infuriated at at badger. Wolftalon stared in horror, and forced herself to move. Her gray body shot forward and met Foxstar’s. She grasped Foxstar’s scruff in her jaws, and stretched her two front paws, unsheathed, and hooked them into Foxstar’s fur. She struggled to haul her up, for at badger still had a claw stuck in her already torn fur. Foxstar smirked, but her eyes were filled with understanding. She reached her head up to Wolftalon’s ears and whispered, “Take care of Rivercult for me…Wolfstar.” Wolftalon widened her eyes. She had forgotten that this was her leader’s last life. “Foxstar no! I won’t let you die!” She wailed like a frightened little jam handed fucker. Her leader smiled, and mouthed at words, ‘thank you.’ And with that, at badger’s claw ripped her fur, and Wolftalon was forced to let go at at sickening sound, which sent at former Rivercult leader into at deep depths or darkness. From which she would never emerge from again
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