Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Briarlyric · WindClan Warrior

The Patriots .:A Future World RP:. ~Full~

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Catching his gaze, Valerie sent him a hard stare before taking the seat across from him, sliding easily into the seat, almost relishing how comfy it was compared to the conditions she was in before. Almost, being the key word. Soundlessly, she examined the man beforw her. He obviously towered above her, but as she analyzed his body, she came quick to understandig what were the best pressure points to hit on him. Her ivy gaze was harsh and unforgiving yet distant. Valerie clearly had no intentions os speakig and knew they would be at a standstill until the others arrived. Her eyes narrowed for a fraction of a second before she leaned forwards, holding her head in her hands, chin propped up. Her vision then focused on the wall behind the man, gaze flickering around, constantly surveying the area. Though she knew she should be more wary of the man before her, she sensed no danger from him and continued looking at the walls, wondering, in passing, what he man's name was. Eyes flitting to the two new intruders, Valerie studied them, too, for a few seconds, calculating that she would tower over them and that her confusing moves would take them down in seconds. With a silent huff at the lack of hand-to-hand, challenge, she returned to playing her head in her hands, once again finding the wall interesting.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

OOC; Venompaw, I believe the other woman in the room was Resta's and she has black hair ^^" I believe so anyway, I think its Woodfall's character that has the fiery red ;D

IC:
William had taken the woman's green gaze evenly, though he felt a bit of aggression rising within him. He had not only been chosen to be the leader, but he had fought his way there, they all had. Each of them was a leader in their own right and now they had a team full of leaders and no followers. William looked to see the two new arrivals. It interested him that only women had been sent to be apart of his team. As it was it also scared him, how was he to handle one woman, let alone three? He frowned darkly, the stubble on his face following the frown lines. His dark eyes flashed dangerously for a second, informing them that he was the top dog here. He didn't really need to do this however, they were all taught to be who they were, and they were good at it. He had been trained to be the leader, however he felt some deep primal urge to assert his dominance, it was troubling. He swiveled his chair away from them all, looking toward the wall opposite of the double doors. He easily crossed one leg over the other, a defensive posture. He was on edge, that was the be sure. He knew the others would sense his hesitation, but at this point he didn't care. He would straighten things out later. As soon as the last of his team arrived, the benefactor would certainly follow behind.

Venomheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Glenda looked up as a woman walked in. For some reason lots and lots of medicine names flashed in her mind. Though she smiled at herself as she realized how well the team was. A good strong team. She stared at the folders on the table. Then looked around again. She didnt like to look around much. Trying to keep attention from attracting to herself, she stared at her hands.

OOC: Not even started and I love it :D And I fixed that Ebbs ;)

-- Edited by Venompaw on Wednesday 9th of November 2011 03:47:02 AM

-- Edited by Venompaw on Wednesday 9th of November 2011 03:50:38 AM

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

OOC; I forgot to mention, none of us know each other ;D So you're character doesn't know our names ^^" Sorry for the confusion!!

Venomheart · ThunderClan Warrior

OOC: Ok I'll edit it ;D

Ivoryclaw · ShadowClan Warrior

Glaring at the bright words on the screen, the red-headed man silently tilted his head to the side with an unimpressed expression. 'Welcome Agent Daniel Leviticus.' Daniel Leviticus. He thought. Interesting name. Daniel though was always used to being called DL1997. The two letters in his older name coensided with his new name. 1997 was how many he had to face to be where he was now. Most called him Shepard though he never knew why. Maybe it was because the way he acted, like the dog, though he had never seen one in his life. He guessed it was a fierce animal. He always just went along with it, he didn't care what they called him, because usually they'd end up on the floor bleeding to death. But that was only those he had to defeat. Daniel was pulled out of thought when a mysterious man with bright blond hair and the darkest of brown eyes stepped into the room. He was wearing a dark suit, and his face conveyed no hint of emotion, except for when he smiled in a false manner. "Agent Leviticus." The man's tone was in a welcoming sense, though Daniel dismissed the gesture of friendliness, and acknowledged the greeting. "Aye." Daniel spoke, his voice wasn't hard, nor was it soft. The man was taller than Daniel, at least to Daniel's perspective, for he was a bit shorter than the average male. "Come with me." The man spoke with the utmost politeness. As Daniel followed the man into a new room, his own mind was focused on the intercepted transmission. Daniel had always done what he had been told to do, regardless of anyone, because he thought it was the right thing. Now suddenly, something is telling him that this was going to be disasterous? Daniel dismissed the thought.
As they walked in, Daniel spotted everyone sitting at the table. Daniel stood in awkward silence, then strode over to the table, and sat down. There were more females than males. Only Daniel, and the other agent sitting across from him. Daniel glared the agent, never taking his eyes off him.

Venomheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Glenda looked up as a man stepped in. Two males and three females. She thought to herself. She stared at all the agents, then leaned back alittle in her chair crossing her leg over the other. "Good strong team, good strong team, good strong team.." She whispered. Then smiled smug like. Males, only two, pah! She thought smuggly.

OOC: This ok?

-- Edited by Venompaw on Wednesday 9th of November 2011 03:57:34 AM

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

His position, his actions - she understood, and a small chuckle bubbled from her lips at his attitude. Lips slightly curling up, she realized, "So you're leader." Her eyes narrow slightly for a second then resume their natural position. Her voice remains cold and wistful as she runs a hand through her brunette locks that have escaped the loose bun on the top of her head, voicing, "Just as I presumed." But she voices no more and stares at the new comers. She does not speak again, merely catchs their gaze for a split second, before deciding something else was more interesting. In her mind, she was determining pressure points to subdue them, weakest bones, where to hit and where not to hit. Her ivy eyes hid much while she sat there, unmoving, other than the inflating of her chest from each quiet breath. As another male strut in, Valerie took an estimate of his height with a glance, also noting how he walked, as he had done for everyone else but the fearless leader. Her lack of emotion had spared her from introductions and she relished in the comforting silence. It was like the end of the battle for the position. It was nice. It was home.

Briarlyric · WindClan Warrior

So tense. The woman thought as she closed her icy blue eyes and was ingulfed into the darkness of her mind. Guinevere leaned against the golden oak pillar, her hair spilling in waves of onyx, contrasting elegantly with the wood. Her body tensed at the soft swoosh of the door as it slid open. Suddenly standing, her fingers strayed to the aray of knives that were hidden on inside of her light-weight jacket sleeve. Despite the upgrade firearms that were avaliable, Guinevere perferred to travel light-allowing only two mechanic weapons of choice. Luckly, Guinevere noticed that the male was not a threat and meerly laid her head back again. Her eyes roved across to the others in the room, not really contemplating but observing. The new male clearly had a attention drawing demeanor and she guessed he was the Commander of their little group.

-- Edited by Briarpaw on Wednesday 9th of November 2011 04:06:20 AM