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As Ludwig walked himself into the mysterious door of the giantic tree of the backyard of his caretaker. He started to quickly look around, He blinked once he started to see leaves brushing his fluffy, yet soft fur of his. As he walked, walking out of an bush, He started to scan the area before him, rather serious as always. "I don't even know vhere I'm. Or I could be vreaming... Bleh. I have no time to ve fan of the fantasy."

Hai everybody! I was thinking a new Rp idea! Since I got my first ever fully-grown pet! I'd was thinking to make a RP about it! Plot: A caretaker brings in a new adult pet to her home. A Norwegian Forest Cat. Sooner after She names the Cat Ludwig. He already had a name, before got to this house. But he didn't knew she would knew that his name was Ludwig. Basically Ludwig starts to live in this house. After one day he was outdoor's. A giant tree was in his caretaker's backyard. Slowly a door appears from it. As a curious yet serious kitty that he is. He slowly walks into it. Escaping into an unknown world! I'd be posting the rules in the next post I'd make, then my characters.

Sign-ups - OPEN! â—â—â—W i l l o w c l a nâ—â—â— A Warrior Cat Roleplay Willowclan's territory stretches across many, many, many fox-lengths of open fields, speckled with beautiful willow trees. The sun shines through the dancing limbs of the large willows', warming everything. There is almost no forest, no foliage - just grass and willows. As you step into such a territory, the scent of honeysuckle and fresh grass flood's your nostrils. It is a wondrous scent, like that of spring. Everything seems perfect here - the smell, the luscious scenery, and even the grass underfoot is soft and luxurious. Suddenly, a movement catches your eye; twisting your neck around frantically, your muscles tense and your claws unsheathe. You are ready for a fight - but against what? You hear a movement behind you, and you turn. A snarling rogue jumps over you, clawing and hissing and bristling. He is a large brown tabby Tom, with icy eyes and a large frame. Perhaps this place wasn't so perfect; that was the second rogue you've seen on the territory all day! And not to mention that young female badger who was stumbling just inside the territory. With spring here, there was no doubt she would be giving birth to baby badgers soon. As you eye the Tom, you know you can't win, and you bound away, breathing heavily. You are now deeper into the territory, but thank goodness you have gotten away. You look around - no rogues in sight. But you do notice that their are large openings in the ground - caves, of sorts. They are all very large, and different scents waft from each. One smells like a nursing she-cat's milk - you identify it as a nursery. One smells of young cats, who's milky kit-scent has yet to ebb, but who also smell of adventure. Apprentices? Of course! Then, padding along, sniffing each individual home, you notice that this next one smells of the territory itself. It is of many cats. This has to be the warrior's den. You pad to the next den. Ah yes - herbs and medicines, which smell absolutely heavenly, and you know this is where the medicine cat resides. You stop and looking around, and see the final den. You don't even have to guess... this has to be the leader's den. It is the largest den, and small, beautiful purple flowers, which no doubt where planted many moons ago, sprinkle the borders of the cave. It was by far the most decorated den. You close your eyes and smile. You have found Willowclan. At last. T h e C l a n â—â—â— Leaderâ—â—â— (Open) â—â—â—Deputyâ—â—â— Wolfheart ♂ â—â—â—Medicine Catâ—â—â— Angelwhisker ♀ â—â—â—Warriorsâ—â—â— Littlesky ♀ Palemoon ♀ Silverfang ♂ â—â—â—Apprenticesâ—â—â— Sleetpaw ♂ Mentor: (Open) â—â—â—Kitsâ—â—â— None â—â—â—Queensâ—â—â— None â—â—â—Eldersâ—â—â— None