Rp that may or may not suck Zubat. <:D lolo lame, ikno...

A purr rumbled in Soulfind's chest. "Ha! Have you seen my fur? Its as purple as...well, purple." She trotted over and circled Owlmoon. "Stand tall, never give up, walk with pride. Sure you look like a giant mutated bird, I'm not gunna lie about that. But hey, who gives a flying mouse-dung? Right?" She kept on trotting in circles, waiting for him to agree with her.

ooc: lolfirewutsupwiththeselongposts? .3. I' trying a new kinda character. Not liek dem other sulking emo, hiding in the shadows, comeoutofnowhereandclawyerbrainsout personalityz. :D lol. We need some positive attitudes. .3. Lolo should stop posting so much....

OOC: Wtf? Guys, wait for me >>

IC: Owlmoon narrowed his eyes. He lifted one of his paws. "Look at it." The fur around it was thin and shaggy, and very long, black talons grew out of it. "You see that? I'm half-owl! How in the stars' name can I live with that?" he spat. "Twolegs tried their evil brews on me. I failed them. They threw me out. Do you get that?"

oob-xD she'z gunna be a guy magb=net...She wasvstolen from the forest now she can change colorz

ic-"Oh yeah?"she mewed."Watch this."She closed her eyes and looked like Bublefall.

Ooc: @Dead: o3o I could say the same for you guys, but did you wait or post a gajillion times till I got my butt online? .3. So, don't even start zat.

@Moss: .3. If you bothered to read, dis is a no magicstuff zone.

:D guess what? I'm not very happy today. .3. See me use zis face right here? .3. Dis one?

bic: Soulfind snorted. "Why should that matter? Your just pitying yourself." She sat down with a flop.. "Selfishness wont get you any where. Trust me on that one."

Hollysong, not hearing Sparrowflight's comment, just stared at him from the topmost strong branches of the tree. He's soooo handsome, she thouoght. She put her face over a branch, so that only her head showed. "Exactly," she called down to Owlmoon. "Exactly. That is Twoleg evil, or part of it. You fail them, you're thrown out. But hey, I think you look okay. And you survived. That's something."

Owlmoon looked away from everyone. "I'm not pitying myself. You just have no idea how I feel. An owl-cat." He stopped talking. What kind of life is StarClan sending me into?

OOC: Fire, I wasn't 'wtf' ing to you.

OOC: Lol...just sitting here harmlessly, being in pain in real life. Grrr you viruses! Grrrr you intestine viruses!

IC: Pantherclaw smiled at the cats. There were 3 strange ones, but the most strange was this Owlmoon.

"Hey Owlmoon, at least you're the most different! Doesn't that count for something?" he called to the owl-cat. Brightgaze smiled, thinking about how she was different. I bet other cats are afraid of the eyes...they look evil... she thought sadly.

As Hollymist was crying for the poor owl-cat, Soulgrace realized something for the first ever time: She was blind in one eye. Her left eye was blind, though it looked just like her other eye.

OOC: Or maybe Owlmoon and this other kitty could be siblings, like owl-cat mmixes together.

Owlmoon's pure black gaze bore through all it swept over. He stubbornly remained silent.

OOC: Dead? Come on, an answer plz! Or I'll call you the name of someone quite evil.

The strange cat hissed to himself. "What is it you want me to do? Be proud that I'm a plaything of twolegs?"

"Nobody is asking you that," called Hollymist. "But when i'm alive, I promise you this: Any Twoleg I see within target range, I will personally, personally sink my claws into them!"

Owlmoon blinked gratefully up at Hollymist, then dashed into a bush, quick as he'd come.

Wow. he must have been eager to leave, thought Hollymist. But her promise would be fulfilled. She'd go to Twolegplace, then she'd scratch, bite and claw each twoleg she found for tormenting such a decent... Owl-Cat. That's what she'd call him.

OOC: Dead, you didn't answer! To me, you are now Nyra!

OOC: *smacks Holly* >:U Nyra is phayul.
Wait, who did you want to be bro an sis? .3.

IC: "TWEET TWEET," the owl-cat screamed. "I iz a brdiii111!!1lol1!!"
Owlmoon stopped and turned back. He knew he was being meek. So he presented himself back to the clearing.