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 Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 8:47 am
 Name: Clan: Age: Apperance: Personality: Gender: Rank: Bio: Extra: Clan Cats: ThunderClanLeader: X. FirestarDeputy: X. GraystripeMed. cat: X. RazzberryMed. cat Apprentice: X. Warriors: X. DragonheartApprentices: X. Almondpaw (mentor; Dragonheart) Queens: X. PetalnoseElders: X. Kits: X. WildkitX. CloverkitX. FlowerkitShadowClanLeader: X. WillowstarDeputy: X. Med. cat: X. Med. cat Apprentice: X. Warriors: X. WildflowerX. RunningwindX. GrayscarApprentices: X. Faithpaw (mentor; Wildflower) X. ShadepawQueens: X. Elders: X. Kits: X. RiverClanLeader: X. MinnowstarDeputy: X. PhantomheartMed. cat: X. Hazelmoon Med. cat Apprentice: X. Warriors: X. StormfurX. FeathertailApprentices: X. Cinnamonpaw (mentor; Phantomheart) X. Dawnpaw (mentor; Minnowstar) Queens: X. Elders: X. Kits: X. WindClanLeader: X. FroststarDeputy: X. Med. cat: X. Med. cat Apprentice: X. Warriors: X. CarmalfurX. RaindanceX. SandshadowX. InkeyeApprentices: X. ShadowpawX. NightpawQueens: X. Elders: X. Kits: X. StarClanLeader: X. Deputy: X. Med. cat: X. Med. cat Apprentice: X. Warriors: X. CreamstripeApprentices: X. Queens: X. Elders: X. Kits: X. She-catsToms
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 9:52 am
Name: FirestarClan: ThunderClan Age: 60 moons (5 years) Apperance:  Personality: Caring, Understanding, strong, smart Gender: Tom Rank: Leader Bio: He was a kitty-pet named Pumpkin, he came to the clans and had to prove himself loyal over and over again. He wasn't even trusted by his own clanmates for a long time. Extra: He was a kittypet ------- Name: Razzberry Clan: ThunderClan Rank: Med. cat Moons: 14 Personality: Razzpaw is a caring cat and is falling the life of a Med. cat. SHe does anything for her clan and works hard in learning everything she needs to know. Biography: Her parents died of green-cough when she was only a kit, and this urged her to become a med. cat so she could stop it from happening to any other cat. Appearance:  written appearance: Razzpaw is a beautiful tabby and white she-cat. She is lean and beautifully made. Her eyes are a pale red, resembling the color of a razzberry but lighter. Family: Doesn't Mate/Crush: Can't These profiles aren't my usual size because I had less time to make them but I'll probaby make them longer.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 10:27 am
Name: SeastarClan: RiverClan Age: 132 moons (11 years) Apperance:  Personality: Rude, Strong, fast, cunning, hard-head, caring Gender: Tom Rank: Leader Bio: Nothing special besides being a clan leader Extra: 1 LIFE LEFT -------
Name: MinnowwingClan: RiverClan Age: 60 moons (5 years) Apperance:  Personality: Kind, understanding, feirce in battle, great leadership skills, great swimmer Gender: She-cat Rank: Deputy
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 10:57 am
Name: Faithpaw/soul Clan: Shadowclan Age: 8 moons Apperance:  Personality: Sweet and gentle, she truly follows and listens to her heart. Her soul is pure and she is not faint of heart, she has many friends and loves to meet cats of other clans. Gender: She-cat Rank: Apprentice Bio: Her mother was killed in front of her and her dieing words to her were 'listen to your heart'. Her father was always a hated cat, her heritage has been mocked time and time again. Extra: Wildflower is her mentor. Name: Wildflower
Clan: Shadowclan
Age: 34 moons
Apperance: 
Personality: Mysterious, secretive, troubled, weary, and defiant.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Bio: She was found as a kit by a cat named Aurora. Her past is quite a mystery to most everyone.
Extra: She is Faithpaw's mentor.Name: Creamstripe
Clan: Starclan [Thunderclan]
Age: 75 moons
Apperance: 
Personality: She is a cheery cat. If someone teases her, her cheery self will disappear into a stubborn anger. Her anger comes from her father's side and it doesn't make her a pretty sight. She is a very focused cat and loves to help out. She especially likes to help out the medicine cat. Her mother Shiningpelt always used encourage her but a few seasons ago she died. At that point was the only time you could see her that sad. When she's sad she refuses to talk to any cat and she cares about nothing except StarClan, eating, sleeping and staying alive. If angry she can be really aggressive. Her eyes will flash with a look that tells you 'Back off unless you want your ears clawed off very painfully!'. She can be very kind and at times even flirty. If flirty she has a unreadable sparkle in her eyes and would be acting is if in a dream. But she's not a nervous, jumpy cat; unless you sneak up on her. She's confident but not over confident and she's not too ambitious. Her greatest ambition is to be helpful. She's hardly ever rude. Usually only in battle will she be rude. She is compassionate in what she does and believes that everyone has a second chance. She hates those who think that they are better than everyone but she has good self control. Only if a cat has really worked her anger up will she lose her control. But overall she is kind, flirty, sometimes stubborn, cheery, sometimes angry and is a pretty much normal cat. In her opinion no cat is better than any other, everyone has equal rights and responsibilities in their position. She listens to elders and does what they say without protest. And she tries her best to be a peaceful cat.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Fallen
Bio: Creamstripe was born to a Thunderclan mother and father. She had two sisters and a brother. Her mother Shiningpelt was proud to have four kits. Her father Ashpelt was happy as well. He and Shiningpelt watched the kits grow with great pride and joy. But all good things come to the end. The death of her sister, Silverkit and brother kit followed Ashpelt's disappearance. Shiningpelt watched over Creamstripe and her remaining sister Snowkit with fierce love, following them everywhere they went. Then came the time for them to be apprenticed.
Creamkit became Creampaw and she trained hard along side her sister Snowpaw. In battles they fought side by side, in spare time they'd talk, play and hunt. Little did they know that Shiningpelt why slowly dying in the elders den. They continued to train till one day...Cloudpaw and Snowpaw returned late one day from training and went to go see their mother. They padded into the elders' den to find she wasn't there. Cloudpaw asked one of the elders where their mother went. To her surprise the elder didn't reply. Instead he shook his head then meowed in a hoarse voice, She's dead. The two apprentices had trembled in horror. Slowly they backed away. The two cats separated and went to their mentors who tried to comfort them like any mentor. Creampaw had lost interest in training after that. She and Snowpaw were too shaken by the loss of their mother. For a long time their mentors tried to shake them out of it. Finally they decided to try to forget this and go on but it was hard.
After a hard year she and Snowpaw became warriors known as Creamstripe and Snowstorm. They continued to stay together for most of the time. That is until Snowstorm disappeared to. Creamstripe had spent many weeks sulking in the corner of the warriors' den in which she slept. Is there any hope for my family? she had asked herself. At that time was when some cats thought StarClan was punishing her family and they began to avoid her. Creamstripe was then left out of everything. If she came up wanting to join a patrol the one making them would say, Sorry Creamstripe. We have enough patrols already. And Creamstripe would leave depressed and thinking No one wants me around. She would go off into the forest and hide. No cat came to search for her after dark, no cat cared she was gone. No cat wanted Creamstripe around them. Then one day she drew up the courage to say something to the other cats. If you think I'm cursed then fine! she hissed, and turned her back on the crowd. After that there were some unsettled murmurings in the crowd and if Creamstripe passed them by they would shrink back a step in fear that they may get cursed as well. They thought Creamstripe was an evil messenger, come from different ancestors to curse them. Seasons later the idea had worn out and Clan life was normal once more. She was only killed by the powers of age coming to get her.
Extra: Killed by old age.Name: Willowstar
Clan: Shadowclan
Age: 89 moons
Apperance: 
Personality: Willowstar is what you might call an odd, an extravagant, or even a totally mental cat when she's around her friends. Her jade-colored eyes will light up with excitement and her long wispy tail will wave in greeting. A rare smile will light up her features, her pearly white teeth flashing in the sun. SandClan's leader has a personality as colorful as the autumn leaves. Many times she will act like an excited apprentice or kit, and her size doesn't help to correct your first impression.
With strangers, or cats she's not too fond of, her smile will disappear and her eyes will turn to stone. Her tail is still except for the agitated twitching of her tail tip. Her steps will be quiet and solemn, lacking their usual bounce and excitement. Instead of her warm and friendly voice, she will use a voice so calm and controlled it sends shivers up your spine. She will send you a frosty glare, daring you to speak or to undermine her. At times, her personality around strangers may seem somewhat arrogant, and sometimes she can be. But most of the time she is merely a cool and collected leader who gives nothing away with her outward image.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Leader
Bio: Willowkit, daughter of Tricklestream and Stormanger was born in the middle of green-leaf alongside Ashkit and Featherkit. The three of them held a close bond of friendship and did everything together. Including annoy their temperamental father until he accidentally slashed Ashkit. Willowkit was horrified that her father would harm his own son even when he was annoyed. Since then, she and her siblings stayed clear of her father. From that encounter, Ashkit went blind in his left eye. Of course, no one knew this other than Willowkit, Featherkit and the medicine cat. Willowkit and Featherkit stood by his side and made sure that no one would approach him from his blind side.
As an apprentice, Willowpaw's path didn't cross with that of her siblings as often. Her mentor, Yewberry, tried to teach her independance from her siblings. That never stopped Willowpaw from sneaking away on a hunting assignment to watch her brother learn fighting techniques or from sneaking away from her own fighting sessions to track her sister through the woods. The bond they shared was as strong as ever.
Two moons into their training, tragedy struck. While the three apprentices were on their first solo hunting assignment, a vicious rogue known as Sakima ventured on to SandClan's territory. It just so happened, the very fish he was stalking was also being stalked by Featherpaw. Featherpaw was the first to move and was able to catch the fish. Sakima was furious that a half-sized cat had caught the fish. He attacked. Sakima was well known among the Clans for killing without remorse. He was almost twice the size of your average cat and had paws that rivaled those of a wolf. When Willowpaw and Ashpaw found Featherpaw, the sand and her fur were soaked with blood. Large gashes ran all over her small body. Sakima stood over her, a cold look of satisfaction on his face.
He glanced at Ashpaw and Willowpaw and with a small threatening lift of a massive paw, he left. Willowpaw vowed that one day she would kill him.
Willowbreeze was given her warrior name when she was sixteen moons old due to her mentor falling ill. By that time, her brother had been a warrior for four moons. He was named Ashfeather in honor of their sister.
SandClan lived in peace for many seasons. Then when Willowbreeze was 32 moons old, Sakima led a band of rogues into SandClan's camp. Willowbreeze had just killed a huge ginger rogue cat when she saw SandClan's deputy Trustspirit being pinned down by Sakima. She ran up behind Sakima and pounced on him, her long silver claws digging into him as her eyes blazed with fury and hatred. She began to slash and bite him recklessly, her anger blinding her. After a few moments, a large black rogue dragged her off Sakima. She fought him, trying to get back to Sakima. Eventually, he ran off. When she looked back towards where Sakima had been, she saw the dead form of Trustspirit. A shriek of pain plit the air. Willowbreeze saw the rogue leader and her own leader Jaguarstar locked in combat, circling eachother and rearing up on their back paws to slash with their forepaws. A group of Sakima's rogues had formed a circle around them, holding back any cats who tried to help Jaguarstar.
Ashfeather lay on the ground, the medicine cat tending to him. Stormanger beside him, his orange eyes glazed over in death. Several cats had the same look. Willowbreeze padded over to the circle of rogues and tried to force her way through. She was thrown back easily. She called to her apprentice, Wolfpaw, Jaguarstar's son who was nearly a warrior. Together, the two of them were able to break through the circle and attack Sakima. Wolfpaw thrust Sakima off his father and checked him over. Willowbreeze was at last able to complete her vow and avenge Featherpaw.
With the death of Trustspirit, a new deputy was named. Willowbreeze. Wolfpaw became known as Wolfsong and was commended for his aid in battle. Ashfeather lives on, still blind in one eye. About two days after the battle, Willowbreeze's mother Tricklestream died giving birth to a small brown she-kit named Ivykit. Willowbreeze had been especially close to her mother and blamed the small kit for her mother's death. She didn't want another sister. Featherpaw was dead, her parents were dead, and many of her friends were dead. To her, it seemed as if Ivykit was trying to take the place of her sister. And she didn't like that.
She always ignored Ivykit, or at times would push her around. When Ivypaw was five moons old, she grew tired of Willowbreeze and moved to another clan.
Around the same time, Jaguarstar fell ill. It was the middle of leaf-bare and greencough was floating around the camp. Two moons later, he died. Willowbreeze took over as Willowstar and has been leader for two moons.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 11:27 am
Name: Almondpaw
Clan: Thunderclan
Age: 10 moons
Apperance: 
Personality: He is easygoing and friendly but be warned, he does have a bad side! He is enchanting and very charming. He loves to goof off and is very combative.
Gender: Tom
Rank: Apprentice
Bio: His mother is a loner and his father is unknown.
Extra: When he is a warrior in about a moon, he would like would love to have a mate. Mentored by Dragonheart!Name: Dragonheart
Clan: Thunderclan
Age: 45 moons
Apperance: 
Personality: Dragonheart is a smart, fair, and strong tom but he is slow and he fights only when absolutely necessary. He has a dual personality. His regular and kind side is when he is fair and fights only when it is necessary. But then he has his evil blood-thirsty side. That is when he tricks others unfairly and fights like an evil rouge.
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Bio: He was once a rouge leader before a fire separated him and his group. He became leader at 19 moons, before he quit. Dragonheart become a rogue because he never knew his parents and because the cats who took care of him were rogues. He quit being a rogue after a bad fire killed his some of his friends while his other friends got lost while fleeing. He never wanted to see that tragic site ever again in his life. He inherited his red fur from his father, it appears to be hereditary.
Extra: He is Almondpaw's mentor.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 11:52 am
Name: Carmelfur
Clan: Windclan
Age: 29 moons
Apperance: 
Personality: Shee is usually a solemn and serious cat, yet she's sometimes fun to be around. She enjoys to be alone or simply watch others rather than being in much activities. When she is, however, she is totally dedicated to it. Battles are her specialty; she always risks her life to fight for her clan, but is so fast to react that she barely has any scars from fights at all.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Bio: Carmelfur was a clan born cat, strictly taught by her parents, mentor, and the old leader who is now with StarClan. Since she was a kit, her parents expected much from her, sinces he was the only kit in the litter. When she became an apprentice, her mentor was unusually strict on her; either because his mentor did the same, or he thought Carmelfur would be able to take it all with strength to spare. Her first lesson, instead of the easy territory-visiting, she spent the whole day climbing trees until her claws broke. Now, she's a strong tree climber and fighter, and her claws are very strong, strengthened by all her hard training.
Name: Raindance
Clan: Windclan
Age: 15 moons
Apperance: 
Personality: For such a straightforward cat, Raindance is a difficult one to predict. On one side, she is outgoing, social, eager to laugh, and more than a little flirtatious around toms. On the other, her violent temper can get the better of her, she is extremely headstrong, and hard on herself when she fails at something. The first side dominates her personality and a cat needs sharp vision to spot the dark ambition that lurks in her eyes. Despite her eager and likeable attitude, Raindance is a warrior any wise leader would watch out for.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Bio: Raindance is Windclan-born, but does not have a history to be proud of. She is the kit of the medicine cat at the time and an unknown sire. Whoever her father was, her mother either loved him very deeply or was forced into mating, for she knew as well as the rest of the Clan it was forbidden for medicine cats to have kits.
Rainkit was the only one to survive from her litter. A hard winter was a certain factor in her siblings' death, though the medicine cat may have eaten herbs to preclude the lives of her unborn kits. She was immediately given to a red tabby queen, Roseflame, who had just had kits of her own. Many cats simply assumed the queen was the mother; they looked so similar.
Rainkit was Rainpaw before she discovered the identity of her true mother. If anything, it only made her work harder as an apprentice. This determination earned her a warrior name quickly, but she has always longed for more...
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 12:49 pm
Name: Cinnamonpaw/pelt
Clan: Riverclan
Age: 6 moons
Apperance: 
[He has brown flecks over his back!]
Personality:Cinnamonpaw is a somewhat shy cat, and often keeps to himself. He has a good image going for him and though he doesn't have many actual friends, he's popular among his Clanmates. He likes to act tough, not showing what's really on his mind, but is pretty sweet if you get to know him. Cinnamonpaw can be very serious at times, and extremely sly. He seems to think that others are constantly judging him, which causes him to be very polite and sometimes a little timid. However, he's not afraid to speak up for himself it need be. Also, he's brave and very loyal to his Clan.
Gender: Tom
Rank: Apprentice
Bio: Cinnamonpaw was born to a loner and a clan cat. She had had two sisters and one brother. But for an unknown reason the loner left Cinnamonpaw and her siblings in the forest and had never returned. The kits were rescued by a rouge. The rouge nursed the four kits along with her own son. Than Cinnamonpaw's siblings became sick and died along with the rouge's son. The rouge had been sad but had not abandoned Cinnamonpaw. But the rouge was old and she was failing to take care of him. So the rouge took him to Riverclan hoping he would be cared for there. By then he was 4 moons old and didn't desperately need his adopted mothers care. So the she-cat stayed with him for a few days and had then died in the camp. Cinnamonpaw promised to be the best apprentice he could be in honor of his adopted mother. But he can't help being a little mischievous once in a while...
Extra: His mentor is Phantomheart.Name: Phantomheart
Clan: Riverclan
Age: 41 moons
Apperance: 
[He has very unusual sky blue eyes.]
Personality: Where his eyes contribute to the first part of his name, his personality and habits contribute to the last. Phantomheart has an affinity for the darkness and shadows, and is generally seen napping during the brighter hours of the day. More of a nocturnal creature, some cats, even Riverclan, call him strange and unnatural. Although this does not bother him, those terms to apply to the tom - to a certain extent. Of course, he doesn't deny it, but he certainly will soften it to make like they're exaggerating greatly, while they're actually telling the truth.
In fact, Phantomheart's affinity for the darkness has led to some disputes about whether or not he's a useful warrior or not, and able to train an apprentice. Although he's never denied that he does enjoy napping, the skeptics who claim that he's lying when he says that the blazing light of the sun at it's climax in the sky hurts his eyes, that's no lie, because it does. An unusual cat, Phantomheart was born in the light, however, only a week or so after birth, his mother and siblings were boxed up, and therefore, nearly blinded. Phantomheart is, of course, not blind, but quite different because of this.
His vision, best at the time called twilight, is attuned to the darkness, therefore, the tom likes to come out at darkness, when everything is sleeping. He can, of course see less well than a normal cat in the day time, but it's at dark when he's alert and totally awake. In day, he's quite useful, but even more so in the dark. Of course, this is not totally accurate, because he can hunt, fight, and excetera in the daytime, and claims that it takes a toll on him, when it really doesn't. It's just a hassle, because he has to strain himself more then, because of his vision.
Commonly known as the 'Ghost of the Shadows', Phantomheart has never really cared for nicknames or jeers. He shakes them off like he does water on his coat. Even though something very deep would offend him, he would probably just stand stock-still for a moment or two, and get over his anger, before carrying on as he was before, and not bothering to spare you a second glance. Unless he really, really didn't like you, or you offended him so deeply, it actually affected him. Because then, it's time to back away.
Glaring and cold, the tom has some soft spots, but, like all coldhearted cats, he doesn't show them easily. He warms up to apprentices and former apprentices quite quickly, and enjoys spending time with them, and only them. Sort of a senior warrior, he's incredibly intelligent for his lack of speech most of the time, and very intuitive as well. The only problem with that? He never really speaks, so his opinions and feelings on a matter or attack are never heard, mostly because he doesn't want them to. He, like all cats, has his pride.
Despite his ability to shake things off, he doesn't like being laughed off. The cat that will ignore you if you insult him, he can remember things a long way back, and remembers everyone that made fun of him. His good side is rare to come across, and he shows it only on an amazingly good day. His worst enemy is a little something called light. Of course that's his speculation, and that's not to be trusted, since he's a fabulous liar. Even if you looked him in the eye, it wouldn't be apparent at first whether his words are truth or lie, and if lie, are hard to find, and almost always found too late.
Not one to back down, like most, Phantomheart is hard to beat into submission, having a laid-back personality, but a commanding aura and a very intimidating presence, some claim that he should have been made leader, but Phantomheart would always reply with a 'I wouldn't know what to do, and frankly, the term 'leader' is much to frilly a word. I prefer the darkness, and the darkness is my best friend.' Of course, there are exceptions to his 'never back down' rule, but those aren't apparent. Well, some of them aren't.
Fascinated by strange things, Phantomheart is a perfect choice for dawn, sundown, or nightly patrols. In fact, being the deadly warrior he is, with the knowledge of the body and his wonderful aim, Phantomheart could probably kill you in about a minute. Maybe a little more, a little less, it all depends on who you are. Playing up the defense, he's almost a tactical genius, and appears to be weak and dense, but really is just seeing how you roll, so that he can form a strategy against you. Because that's how Phantomheart rolls.
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Bio: Phantomheart was born as a Riverclan cat, in the edges of the territory. A full-blooded Riverclan cat, he was unusual, because he kept his Riverclan scent long after captivity, but we'll move into full detail later on. With two brothers and a sister, he was called Phantomkit, and he was nothing special because, at first, he was a normal ginger cat, with no special features, not even the lighter rims around his paws, nor lighter color of his ears. Those came later on.
Phantomkit's mother was a rather tactless cat, who chose to take strolls out of camp at the most bizarre of times. Like thirteen minutes before she went into labor. And so, poor Phantomkit's mother, sister, and brothers, along with Phantomkit himself, were all stuck in the Riverclan territory, with no medicine cat to help out. Unfortunately for Phantomkit, Twolegs decided to come along on their twilight stroll. An extreme rarity, Phantomkit was born on the exact stroke of twilight, the reason his sight is best then, when everyone else's is horrid.
The Riverclan cats were hoarded off to a Twoleg dwelling, and kept there for a week. The Twolegs found the cats fierce and troublesome so, as they tend to do, they simply threw out their problems by putting the cats into a pet store. Unfortunately, said pet store was closing in a moon's time, and the kits, only a week, and their mother were stuck in a dark box, where they were fed by the pet shop owners.
Finally, the owners, one day before they were closing up, found a young couple who bought the Riverclan cats. They were herded into the new place after a half of a week, and, having spent nearly a month in a box, were all quite unaccustomed to this strange thing called light. Phantomkit and his siblings were, very fortunately, at the edge of the forest boundaries. And so, his mother found a way to escape after only a total of five months in captivity.
The kits found themselves being hurried across distant lands, stumbling and mewling pitifully. Phantomkit, an unusual kit, never did mewl pitifully, and for that, his mother was grateful. They arrived back at their home, the Riverclan camp, and some rejoiced to see the mother and her kits back! Some did not, having thought Phantomkit's mother was a total and complete lunatic, and were glad to see her gone, but sad only because they lost precious, lovely little kits.
At the traditional age of six moons, Phantomkit was made Phantompaw. Despite refusing to train in the bright morning, and only in late afternoon and darkness, Phantompaw progressed shockingly fast. He was made a warrior at only fourteen moons of age, along with his sister. His mother, who had decided she rather liked not having to fetch her own meals, had become a kittypet, and frankly, Phantompaw didn't care.
Intelligent, quick-witted, and with killer reflexes, he was like a snake, and was almost called Phantomsnake. But that made no sense, and he was called Phantomheart instead, which, he rather liked. He was a brilliant, even if not well-liked, warrior.
Phantomheart trained two apprentices over time, and cats came to realize that he was a very intelligent cat, and stopped calling him names like 'Kittypet of Riverclan', and became the 'Ghost of Riverclan'. It didn't bother him, but he always wondered why cats were so eager to call others names, but not willing to be made fun of themselves. He never did figure it out.
Extra: He would like a mate, he mentors Cinnamonpaw.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 1:20 pm
Name: Froststar Clan: WindClan Age: 22 moons Apperance:  Personality: Shy, smart, great leadership, fast, strong Gender: She-cat Rank: Leader Bio: when Froststar was a kit her mom died from a badger attack. and ever since then she's been afraid of badger and her dream was to become leader of WindClan to prove that she was a true warrior. and finily her dream came true 1 moon ago. Extra: she's Shadowpaw's mentor. Name: Shadowpaw Clan: WindClan Age: 7 moons Apperance:  Personality: strong, fast, hides her feelings, courage Gender: She-cat Rank: apprentice Extra: she's the leaders apprentice
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 3:05 pm
Name: Dawnpaw Clan: RiverClan Age: 7 moons Appearance:  Personality: She's very soft hearted like her baby soft pelt, she's always been a caring cat and as a kit took a huge interest in Med. cat herbs. She loved to help the Med. cat out with the ill and never complained about the nasty tasting herbs. Her Mother became ill one day in Leaf-bare, and Dewpaw became extremly worried, she stayed in the med. cat den, helping give her herbs and tending to her every will, until she woke up one morning and her mother was dead. Dewpaw's kindness and caring came from her love of herbs, she has the nature of a med. cat but is determand to become a warrior. She's not not as good at being a warrior apprentice as a Med. cat apprentice, and she is contsently being begged to become a Med. cat, but she refuses to give up, and pushes herself a little to hard at being a Warrior. Dewpaw sneaks out at night to practice fighting moves and trys doubly hard. Gender: She-cat Rank: Apprentice Bio: Her father was an evil cat, Beefoot. Beefoot took 2 lives from Seastar, RiverClan's leader, and killed another cat. Dewpaw was injured greatly in his attempts and she shakes the fact that he was her father off constently trying to ignore it. She isn't trusted and her father, Beefoot. Who was killed by Icegaze, sees her as weak. Extra: Her mentor is Seastar
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 3:46 pm
Name: Shadepaw /heart Clan: ShadowClan Age: 9 moons Apperance:  Personality: Rude, Short-tempered, Disrespectful, secretive, closed minded Gender: Tom Rank: Apprentice Bio: His father was a loving and caring cat, always looking out for Shadepaw, and always there for him. His mother was unnown, he was given a foster mother at birth. His foster mother was Faithpaw's mom, he only trusts Faithpaw and is a very attacted to her. As Shadepaw he always was a loner and only hung with Faithpaw. When he was 7 moons, he was in a battle with RiverClan and his father fell in the gorge. Shadepaw tryed to save him, but ended up watching his father fall to his death.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 3:40 pm
Name: FeathertailClan: RiverClan Age: 14 moons Apperance:  Personality: kind-hearted, nice, strong, sticks up for her love. Gender: She-cat Rank: Warrior Bio: her mother silverstream died when she was born and she doesnt know who her father is yet. and she's tring to find out.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 4:59 pm
Name: Graystripe Clan: ThunderClan Age: 53 moons (5 years 3 months) Appearance:  Personality: Sturdy, cheerful, great friend, cares for friends (alot!), other things get in the way of loyalty, tends to hold grudges, When overwellmed depends on friends. Gender: Tom Rank: Deputy Bio: Firestar's best friend, his mentor died when he was half way through his training and he became a sturdy warrior, he mated with a cat in RiverClan, and had kits, she died giving birth. His daughter lives in RiverClan and doesn't know he is her father, only Firestar knows his secret. Extra: Fathers Feathertail of RiverClan, but nobody knows it.
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 9:19 pm
Name: Petalnose
Clan: ThunderClan
Age: 13 moons
Apperance: 
Personality: Is very kind and soft. She isn't the best fighter and ussually stays in the nursery with her kits.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Queen
Bio: Petalnose moved into the nursery after she found out she was going to have kits. She doesnt seem to have a mate in ThunderClan though O_o.
Extra: Her kit's names are Flowerkit,Wildkit & Cloverkit-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x- Name: Greyscar
Clan: ShadowClan
Age: 17 Moons
Apperance:
Personality: greyscar is cold and usually uncaring. He is fierce in battle and very cunning.
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Bio: Greyscar was born into ShadowClan regularily, nothing wrong. He grew up kinda lonley and that taught him a kind of lesson. He is rumored to have a mate in another Clan but he denies it and rolls his eyes.
Extra: He is very wild O_o
-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x- Name: Flowerkit
Clan: ThunderClan
Age: 3 moons
Apperance:
Personality: Very shy and small. She is very soft hearted and likes helping out in the caln. She doesn't like to participate in the rough kit play.
Gender: She-kit
Rank: Kit
Bio: Flowerkit was born as the runt of the litter and has always been very small and frail.
Extra: Flowerkit likes to make other cats feel better, and she's very Optimistic.
-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x- Name: Wildkit
Clan: ThunderClan
Age: 3 moons
Apperance:
Personality: Very wild and fiesty. He's bigger than his brother and sister and likes to boast about it.
Gender: Tom
Rank: kit
Bio: Wildkit was the biggest of the litter and always looked out for his younger sister. He always litsened in wonder as his mom told him of a Grey warrior who was thier father. They never got a name though...
Extra: He is very Wild and always gets into trouble.-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x- Name: Cloverkit
Clan: ThunderClan
Age: 3 moons
Apperance: -x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x- Name: Runningwind
Clan: ShadowClan
Age: 11 moons
Apperance:
Personality: Nice, cocky, he can be kind of arrogant sometimes but he is very funny. He likes to get into trouble alot.
Gender: tom
Rank: warrior
Bio: Runningwind was actually born a WindClan cat but he was taken by ShadowClan as a kit so he doesn't know O_o
Extra: He speaks kinda foreign like.-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x- Name: Sandshadow
Clan: WindClan
Age: 10 moons
Apperance:
Personality: She is tough but can be kind when you get to know her. She usually keeps to herself and is quiet.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Bio: Sandshadow was born into WindClan without any brothers or sisters, so she was pretty lonely. Her parents died so she always grew up kinda alone. She has a best friend in ShadowClan.Extra: She hates rain.alot.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 3:55 pm
Name: Snowleaf Clan: ThunderClan Age: 5 years Appearance:  Personality: Kind, gental, fast, young, cunning, intelligent. Gender: She-cat Rank: Med. cat Bio: She trained hard as a warrior apprentice for 4 moons, but as soon as the previous med. cat apprentice was killed by falling into the river in riverClan's territory, she soon took up the appertunity to become the med. cat apprentice, then when her mentor passed away, she became the next med. cat of ThunderClan. Extra: trained as a Warrior for 4 moons. Name: Nightpaw Clan: WindClan Age: 10 moons Appearance:  Personality: Snappy, can be rude, short tempered, kind (sometimes), but has his nice moments! Gender: Tom Rank: Apprentice Bio: His mentor surprised him as a new apprentice by harsh training, Not the tour. His mentor later explaned that was what his mentor did to him. On the second day, he had him run around the territory all day, improving his speed, his best aspects now are his fast speed and fighting. Extra: Inkeye is his mentor Name: Inkeye Clan: WindClan Age: 6 years Appearance:  Personality: Can be harsh, but caring and kind. Trys hard and loves to pick fights with other clans. Challenges other clans at borders often. Gender: Tom Rank: Warrior Bio: He was confront by a harsh mentor when he was Inkpaw. Instead of a tour WindClan territory as his first day as an apprentice, He battle trained, intensely and learned may moves his mentor pushed him hard, and he hated it as an apprentice, but he grew to respect his mentor, and became thankful toward him. Because it made him into a great respected warrior. He intends to make his apprentice just as strong as himself. Extra:Mentors Hailpaw/align]
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 4:56 pm
Name: Cliff were Rocks fall (Cliff) Clan: Tribe of Rushing Water Age: 9 years Appearance:  Personality: Gender: Tom Rank: Leader/Healer Bio: He worked hard for his rank and it seemed he would never reach his goal, he encountered many many things, his knowledge is unbearable. Name: Storm were Strong winds blow (Storm) Clan: Tribe of Rushing Water Age: 8 moons Apperance:  Personality: Kind, Short-tempered, fast, Strong, intelligent. Gender: Tom Rank: Cave Guard apprentice
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