Spellcannon - A Tale for the Interested « Thread Started on Aug 5, 2007, 9:12pm »
You, a casual Warriors fan, were having a casual day at your local library. Just for kicks, you ask the librarian if there are any books on Warriors in her dwelling. She leads you to large shelf. "These books are written about the cats in several Clans from a future generation of the Warriors series. Help yourself to any of them." she tells you. All of the books are colorful, ranging from vibrant greens to mysterious blues. But, they don't seem overly interesting. Then, your eyes are set on a single book, right in the middle of the shelf. It is a black book, with pale lavender writing on the spine. 'Spellcannon - A Tale for the Interest-Seekers.' That is the title of the book, you discover, as you pick it up. The author's name is simply three letters long. Rin. Nothing else is written, and there were no designs or pictures on the cover. Well, it was for interest-seekers, so you decide to read it. Below is what was written.
Other Novels-
Rin currently has no other novels for your viewing pleasure.
Questions and Answers-
Can you be in two threads at once?:: N-O
How does your cat leave a thread?:: {TO:// -insert topic title here-}
Other sites you have Rped on:: Warriors Saga, Shaded Memories, TCRP, Petaled Omen, Golden Grasses, Pokemon Yuroki, Pokemon Torrenta, Snowbound, Momodo War, Five Clans, Chaos, Warriors: The Four Clans, Ninja Path, Feralis Official Forum, The Waja Forum, Celestial Valley, Wolf Wars, and a few others.
* I was told in the C-box that the deputy position was open by Griffinstar
Chapter One- The Basics of Spellcannon
Name-- Spellcannon Gender-- Tom Clan-- None Position-- Loner, run-away apprentice
Chapter Two- Spellcannon, the image of a warrior
Appearance-- One would have thought that Spellcannon would make a banner warrior just by setting eyes on him. He is about average in size, and a rather thin build, but that was excellent for speed, which made the young tom a wonderful hunter. His pelt is a soft black, letting it blend easily with his surroundings. The fur has an easy texture, but not soft enough to be knotted easily.
Of course, Spellcannon does have little odd quirk, which is probably what earned him his name. His eyes are a pale lavender. They don't look it at a distance, however. The irises are died a grayish lavender, and at a distance, almost looks completely gray. This makes him very noticeable should the sun hit his eyes the right way, which easily gives him away as an enemy to prey, and enemies.
Chapter Three- Spellcannon, the attitude of a mouse
Personality-- Sure, he looks like a well built Clan-cat, but getting to know Spellcannon quickly reveals that he is actually quite the exact opposite. This young tom isn't exactly shy, per say, but is very quiet, and not necessarily social, either. In fact, he avoids most social interaction, if possible. Spellcannon's voice can barely be heard at several fox-lengths away, when the usual cat can be heard up to a mile away when needed.
In social interaction, Spellcannon hesitates often, and makes himself even less likable before, if that's at all possible. Usually, he'll try and drop a conversation as soon as he can.
Chapter Four- Spellcannon, a spoiled past Described through the eyes of Ringpaw Narrated by Ringpaw
History--My name is Ringpaw. I am a newly named apprentice from LeafClan, a Clan far away from the ancient four Clans. I used to have two very close friends, Gogglepaw and Spellpaw. Now, I don't have either one. I'm sure you're wondering why by now, so I'll tell you.
It doesn't seem so long ago that we were separated. Our Clan was close to a river, and the three of us often played there. Gogglepaw and I were trying to catch a fish. Spellpaw, as usual, didn't really participate. Well, the moment I looked away, I heard a splash. As I whipped around, Spellpaw was headed towards me, and Gogglepaw was gone. In the river was my dearest friend, who had no idea how to fight a current. But, I couldn't just stand there, so I went in after him. Spellpaw stayed on the bank, looking for something to pull us in with.
Gogglepaw seemed much more interested in helping me out then himself. He stayed by me, trying to help me get to the edge. As I was bobbed in and out of the water, I frequently saw Spellpaw, and a long stick. Eventually, I managed to grab hold. As Spellpaw dragged me up onto the bank, I heard a screech come from Gogglepaw. Soon, I was able to stand. Unfortunately, standing let me see what was happening just ahead of me. Blood was dripping from a wound in Gogglepaw's side. Spellpaw's jaws clamped down on the other apprentice's scruff, and he managed to pull his friend ashore. But it was too late. I could only watch as Gogglepaw lay limp at Spellpaw's paws, dead.
After that, Spellpaw left. Where? I don't know. Our Clan accused him, later, of murdering Gogglepaw, but they wouldn't listen to me. They figured that was why Spellpaw ran away from us. But, I know that isn't the reason. I'm sure of it.
Well, there is one other thing. From what I heard, Spellpaw headed off in the direction of the four ancient Clans. Perhaps he settled down there for a nice, happier life, free of his guilt and worries.
Chapter Five- Spellpaw, Journey to the Clans A Short Story
IC-- A thin, black form shifted slightly. The thin, white sliver that was the moon hung low in the sky, as if it was so close to the ground a cat could reach up and paw at the lower tip. The light wisping down from the moonlit sky illuminated the figure as it carefully moved between patches of undergrowth. Twin, gray-lavender eyes gleamed as the light hit them the proper way.
Something moved in the darkness, making the creature jump slightly. It was definately feline, a simple feral cat. He slipped underneath a patch of ferns. A soft black paw dipped into the marshy earth, mud sticking in between his pads. The tom shivered, the icy cold sending a chilling claw up his spine. Spellpaw let his soft, pale gaze drift to the moon. "Hm... A marsh... The Clans must be close..." his soft voice murmured. There were no emotions in it. Was he really pleased to realized this, or was he a little sad? Spellpaw let out a small sigh and began to pick up his pace, so that his delicate, young paws didn't slip into the mud anymore.
« Last Edit: Aug 7, 2007, 10:48am by Spellcannon »
Re: Spellcannon - A Tale for the Interested « Reply #6 on Aug 7, 2007, 7:58pm »
Your history seems more like... Well, it should describe Speelcannons whole past, not every single detail, just what he was like as a kit, his little adventures. I like the idea of making it like a book, but it doesn't relay... You don't get much out of it...
I'm tired at the moment so I can't really explain things at the moment. I feel as though I ammmmm about toooo faalllll -yawn- aslllleeeeeepppp............. -snore-
Re: Spellcannon - A Tale for the Interested « Reply #8 on Aug 11, 2007, 10:01am »
Sorry I haven't been on in a while! I've been doing some extra work at Tae Kwon Do, which is my little job, and I've been VERY busy on the internet. I promise, I update my profile ASAP.
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