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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 12:45 pm
❁ ◕ Approval Thread ◕ Hello there!
Please post your profiles HERE for acceptance; the captain or any of the crew must accept your profile before you can start roleplaying. You then may post your profiles in the Cat Profiles forum, in the corresponding Clan thread.
This has been added to minimize confusion due to the PMing of profiles. This way, there is a complete record of approved profiles. You will be quoted and explained whether or not you are approved, and if your profile is not, please fix it. Please don't argue!
Here is the skeleton MANDATORY be used! [imgright]url here[/imgright]
[size=18][color=postingcolor3]. : About Me : .[/color][/size]
[size=10]My name is [u][b][color=postingcolor2](Name)[/color][/b][/u].
I'm a proud member of [u][b][color=postingcolor1](Clan)[/color][/b][/u].
I'm a [u][b][color=postingcolor2](tom or she-cat)[/color][/b][/u], I should know.
I'm [u][b][color=postingcolor1](age)[/color][/b][/u].
I'm a [u][b][color=postingcolor2](ranking)[/color][/b][/u].
My kin include [u][b][color=postingcolor1](kin)[/color][/b][/u].[/size]
[color=postingcolor3][size=18]. : A Little Bit More : .[/size][/color]
[size=10][u][b][color=postingcolor2]My favorite things![/color][/b][/u]
(Likes, bullet form)
[u][b][color=postingcolor1]My least favorite things...[/color][/b][/u]
(Dislikes, bullet form)
[u][b][color=postingcolor2]And, my fears.[/color][/b][/u]
(Fears, bullet form) [/size]
[size=18][color=postingcolor3]. : Getting Personal : .[/color][/size]
[size=10][u][b][color=postingcolor2]I'm not going to change, it's who I am.[/color][/b][/u]
(Personality, paragraph form. No less than 6 sentences)
[u][b][color=postingcolor1]It's what I am, like it or not.[/color][/b][/u]
(Appearance, paragraph form. At least 5 sentences)
[u][b][color=postingcolor2]My history, don't go poking around![/color][/b][/u]
(Biography, paragraph form. At least 6 sentences)[/size]
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 1:48 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Mudnose.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm Twenty-two Moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Olivepaw [deceased sister].. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
~ Eating
~ Hunting
~ Foxfur
~ The moon
~ Blood [Not the taste though.]
My least favorite things...
~ The rain
~ The sun
~ Cats in other Clans
~ Strangers
~ Kits
~ Mentoring apprentices
~ Cowards
And, my fears.
~ Water
~ Foxes
~ Butterflies. Yes, I said butterflies. They just freak her out.. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Mudnose is a pretty rowdy cat and can and will manage to annoy anyone as she pleases. She has quite the temper at times and makes use of her time toying with other cats' minds. She doesn't like to open up to many, but there's a certain cat in her life that's....calmed her down in a way. She hates fighting with other cats because sometimes, she blacks out, and when she snaps out of it, her opponent usually is horribly injured. She has a respect for dogs, unknown by many. She's often reckless in battle, and often faints after them because she pushes her body too hard. This is because at times, she thinks that she's invincible, since pain doesn't affect her [she was born with a nerve disorder called CIPA** . ]. She has scary mood swings at times, and is overall hard to deal with. She is somewhat mystified by blood, in a sadistic sense [explaining the self-inflicted cuts and scratches on her legs], but she doesn't like the taste of it. She also gags at the sound of crunching bones.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Mudnose is a pretty seal point siamese she-cat. She has dark brown, almost black ears and face. Her tail is about the same color. Her long tail is crooked though, due to an accident involving a boulder, two dogs, and a rogue. Her back paws are brown too. Her eyes are a beautiful and captivating blue, almost like the sky. Her front and back legs are mostly cream colored, but are dappled with different shades of brown.
My history, don't go poking around!
Mudnose was born in the Clan, and raised there as well. As a kit, she lashed out at any and everyone when she didn't get her way. She usually spent time chasing after grasshoppers and playing with her sister, Nightsong [she went missing soon into warriorhood]. She had another sister named Olivepaw, who was a snowshoe siamese, but she never talked to her. She hated her because Olivepaw looked in her opinion, much prettier than herself. She calmed down a little as an apprentice, but not by much.
When she was 10 moons old, she went hunting by herself, but soon caught the scent of rogue. She went to investigate, but didn't find anything, so she resumed hunting. Soon later, she was stalking a lizard, and the rogue quickly caught it, all smug and all. They argued about it for about 10 minutes, and then the rogue attacked her. She killed him, and started for the lizard.
Two dogs bursted into the clearing, and chased her to the gorge. She lead one off the edge, and then as she was gloating, the other dog pushed her off the edge, and she fell into the water. She soon found a bank, and started to dry off, but the dog pushed a boulder down the cliff, and it landed on her tail. It took almost all of the warriors to get the rock off of her tail.
A crooked tail is the only reminder of how smart dogs can actually be. For her, at least.
A moon later, her other sister and her went on a hunt. Foxes invaded the camp while they were gone, and when they got back, they both sprang into action, toward the nursery. When they entered, her sister, Olivepaw, was snatched away, and was immediately torn to pieces, her guts strewn across the den. This horrifying image haunts the somewhat hardened she-cat to this day.
When Mudnose was nineteen moons, she began having feelings for a certain cat. At first, she had no idea what was going on; she literally thought that she was sick. About a moon later, when talking with a few other cats one time, she found out what that odd feeling was: love. About two moons later, under very odd circumstances, she ended up confessing her feelings to the deputy of NightClan, Foxfur. She was in a delusional state at the time from adder venom, and when she woke up three days after collapsing, she thought that the incident had been a dream. She soon confronted Foxfur though after she confirmed that it had happened, and Foxfur told her that he loved her too. They are currently living happy lives as mates. :3Okay, I would like to explain something before you get freaked out about the insensitivity to pain: This does NOT mean that she can't die, in fact, she's more likely to die because of this. She can't feel temperature extremities, which subjects her to heat stroke and such. She gets hurt a lot without knowing it. During or after battle, she often faints from over-exertion. She gets sick a lot. So don't think of this as godmodding or whatever, because this is a most problematic disorder. Just clearing that up with my input, but accept or don't accept as you please. ^w^
And guys, THIS IS A RARE CONDITION. Keep in mind that the only other ones that are even remotely likely to have this condition are her offspring [Coming post-timeskip! :D, and even that's pretty unlikely. Keep this in mind! I really don't like it when it seems as if people are stealing my ideas, and that's happened at least once already in the guild [not with this particular idea], twice outside the guild. Sorry guys, it kind of puts me down when I see this...
I'm posting this here just ni case. I like making profiles anyway. xD Yeah, I decided to retype the whole thing exactly from her profile posted in the NightClan thing. Now, off to retrieve my other profiles. :P
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 2:01 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Cinderwing.
I'm a proud member of Nowhere. I was exiled for the murdering of Darkshadow.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 20 Moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Birchshadow. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~ Sitting in the rain
~ Being happy
~ Kits
~ Cats closest to him (Shatteredfang, Hauntedheart)
My least favorite things...
~ Being unhappy
~ Fighting
~ Lavenderstar
And, my fears.
~ Foxes
~ Badgers
~ Twolegs
~ Dogs . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Just like his mother, Cinderwing is a cheery, energetic, spaztic cat. He can seem somewhat arrogant at times. He's really sweet when it comes right down to it. He is a short fuse though. When he loses his temper, you won't ever hear the end of it. He is whiny at times, and a little crazy at others. He can also be melodramatic when he doesn't get his way. Overall, he's pretty sweet though, just don't get on his bad side...
It's what I am, like it or not.
Cinderwing is a large, black tom. He has a large vee-shaped nick in his right ear. His tail is noticably shorter than his clanmates'. His eyes are a piercing yellow, very intimidating to look into. He is very muscular. His once white paws are stained with Leopardstorm and Shatteredfang's blood, Leopardstorm's blood being there because he accidentally stepped in a pool of her blood the night of the Gathering, which was the night she was killed by some animal. Shatteredfang's blood is on his paws because during the last few moments of her life, he sat beside her, getting her blood on his paws too. He never washed it off.
My history, don't go poking around!
Cinderwing was born to his mother on NightClan territory 16 moons ago. His mother and father died early in his life, leaving him with his only other kin, Birchkit(shadow). His foster mother died when he was an apprentice. When he was first an apprentice, he went into battle. He now bares scars from that battle.
His mentor's name was Shatteredfang. He instantly fell in love with the shocked mentor, shocked because of her loss only a short time ago, when her last apprentice fell victim to The madness and almost tried to kill her. He grew even fonder of his mentor as time went on. The day before his ceremony, he told her that he loved her. He was shocked when Shatteredfang told him that she didn't feel the same way.
When he was 16 moons, his sister's life was taken by a fox trap. He was pretty crushed by that, and Shatteredfang's death only made it so much worse. He eventually stopped talking to a lot of cats. The only one that he really talked to was Hauntedheart. Over time, he started to feel something, something very small stir in his chest, like a butterfly whenever he spoke to her.
Soon after Shatteredfang's death, like a few moons later, he began seeing her in dreams. One day, the same day that he found out that Darkshadow had kits and another mate in SeaClan, Shatteredfang visited him once more. She told him to kill Darkshadow. He refused scaredly. Shatteredfang merely snorted and told him that she would do it herself. He panicked and took Darkshadow's life on the spot. He was forgiven at first by Darkshadow, but soon, he grew to hate Cinderwing for it. Guardianpaw became involved with the whole ordeal, and Cinderwing made the young cat swaer not to tell anyone. He threatened the kit's life. Soon, word spread from Guardianpaw's mouth, and Lavenderstar soon found out. She got angry, and asked Cinderwing to explain himself. He refused to do so to what he called "An inadequate leader". He growled at her that she would be the downfall of NightClan. He was exiled when he was 17 moons old for the murdering of Darkshadow. He doesn't like to tell cats why he did it though. He feels no one would understand. He now lives in the forest outskirts as an exile.Like I said, just in case. ^w^ Better safe than sorry!
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 2:10 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Rabbitpaw.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 7 moons.
I'm a medicine cat apprentice.
My kin include No one alive.. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~ Being alone
~ Bouncing around (the best I can at least)
~ Watching birds
~ Cats with interesting personalities or qualities [like Swansong, because he doesn't talk]
~ Eating fresh-kill
~ Being a medicine cat
~ Looking for dogs to kill by myself
My least favorite things...
~ Talking about my father
~ Talking a lot, unless it's with someone interesting
~ Badgers
~ Being told what to do
~ Lavenderstar
~ Blood [Yes, real blood]
And, my fears.
~ Trees
~ Water
~ Dogs . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Rabbitpaw, usually referring to himself as Rabbit, is a pretty self-seclusive cat, unless he's around cats with quirks or interesting qualities. He's fun when alone, but usually acts quiet around most others, a bored expression fixiated on his face. He believes that showing emotion to even your Clanmates is a danger. He doesn't like the Warrior Code, being called Rabbitpaw, or Lavenderstar because he doesn't think it's fair for a cat to be chosen without vote to be the successor of the past leader. When he's alone, he bounces around the best he can with his messed up front paw, likes to chase snowflakes, and holds his mouth open in the event of a harsh wind. He isn't too fond of blood, and often finds that it makes him vomit.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Rabbitkit is an unusually large pawed, grayish brown tabby with dull, gray, defiant eyes. His front right paw is oddly disfigured and has a scar running from his ear to the bottom of his chin. His tail is thicker than most cats because he's half scottish wildcat. His legs are a bit on the short side, making him seem even slower.
My history, don't go poking around!
Rabbitkit was born deeper in the forest outskirts to his mother, who was a rogue, a former NightClan warrior. She had been exiled when she attempted to kill the Clan's medicine cat many, many moons ago. Her friend from a long time ago found the two, and she was asked if she could take the kit to NightClan.
The queen who had just found out that she wasn't expecting kits, naturally agreed. She took Rabbit to NightClan, letting the kit pose as hers. His mother cared deeply for him, and told him everything he wanted to know. What his father had been like (He had been a type of wildcat unlike the forest cats), who his mother was, and other things. One day, in the battle with SeaClan caused by Darkshadow, his mother died. Devastated, he stupidly set out on an irrational trip to go to SeaClan and kill the Clan cats. On the way, he was attacked by a ferocious dog. It gave him an ugly scar on his jaw and it tore his ear. The kit fought bravely, but as he went and swiped a paw at the dog, it bit his paw, crushing almost every bone in the paw. A warrior intervened, chasing off the dog. Ever since, his right front paw has been oddly disfigured.
When he was around six moons old, he realised that his paw certainly wouldn't help him learn how to hunt and fight, and he admitted defeat. He knew that he would have to become the medicine cat apprentice if he were to ever mean something to the Clan. So, the day of a Clan meeting, when he was called up to become an apprentice, he stopped Lavenderstar, and told her that he wanted to be Hautnedheart's apprentice instead of hers. Hauntedheart agreed, and so he is today, studying to become a full medicine cat.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 2:19 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Cinderstreak/Night.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 20 Moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include No one that I know about (But really, Birchshadow and Cinderwing). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
Cinderstreak
` Being happy
` Hunting
` The sun
` The stars
` Thunderstorms
` Climbing trees
` And many other things. ^-^
Night:
` Storms
` Annoying Cinderstreak
` Barkwind.....maybe.
` Nothing else.
My least favorite things...
Cinderstreak + Night
! Border Patrols
! Other Clans
! Cats who can't keep secrets
! The moon
! Twolegs
! Cinderstreak / Night [respectively]
And, my fears.
Cinderstreak:
~ Dogs
~ Being alone
Night:
~ The lavender-scented badger things. [Wolverines] . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Cinderstreak is a relatively calm and wise for his age, but when you get him started, he won't stop. He has a little habit of holding grudges that he can't control. His personality doesn't fit his age. Well, at least one side of him does.
The other half of him is actually a reckless, naturally angry, bee-brained cat, that quite a few see nowadays. He names this side of him, or rather, it names itself, Night. It usually likes to show itself on windy, snowy, or stormy days, but lately, it's been showing itself alot of the time, constantly fighting with Cinderstreak.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Cinderstreak is a small, dark gray tabby. He has stunning green eyes. He has splotches of white smeared on parts of his face and on his throat. His tail is longer than average. His front claws are unusually long, but he's missing some claws on his left paw.
My history, don't go poking around!
Sisteen moons ago, Cinderstreak was stuck between a half-clan affair. His mother was of NightClan, and his father hailed from StormClan. Their secret wasn't discovered until she was found giving birth in NightClan territory, with her mate. Complications led to his mother's death, and his father died when crossing a thunderpath to go get help. The kits were left there, until his mother's friend found her.
Dawnfoot had been the only cat that knew of their mother's secret. When Dawnfoot told the Clan, they decided not to tell StormClan about what had happened between the two. The four kits were left in NightClan. The next gathering, however, an apprentice told another that they were harboring half StormClan kits. Eventually, a fight broke out about who was going to keep the kits.
When it was settled, two went with StormClan, and two stayed in NightClan. He and his sister, Larchkit, went to StormClan.
Cinderstreak never knew about his siblings other than Larchkit, who died, and no one ever was willing to tell him. Despite it all, Cinderstreak became a wonderful apprentice, and warrior.
Lately, Cinderstreak and Night have been utterly hostile to each other, and Night has blocked Cinderstreak out.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 4:23 pm
. : About Me : . My name is Burrpelt.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 20.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Oaktail, Glassears and Moosepelt. (parents desceased.). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-kits
-warmth
-newleaf
-other cats in general
-hunting
-my brother
My least favorite things...
-the cold
-leaf-bare
-stuck up cats
-know it alls
-no prey to hunt
And, my fears.
-receiving dreams from Starclan
-dying
-badgers . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Normally, I'm a very social and kind cat. I love to talk to others. I often question myself and other things. When I'm out hunting I'm serious and strong. I'm loving when I get to become close to a cat. I'm careful in dangerous situations and often picky.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a broad shouldered and muscular cat. I have thicker claws than most other cats. My pelt is a light brown color with white and golden stripes. My eyes are are a deep green color and are often filled with my emotions. My tail is a bit longer than normal.
My history, don't go poking around!
He was born in Stormclan. When he was born he was the strongest of his siblings and he still is even though Oaktail is bigger. He is one of the best hunters in the clan and is proud of it. When he was apprenticed his father became his mentor. On his last hunt as an apprentice he and Moosepelt were attacked by a badger and Moosepelt was killed. Soon after, his mother, Glassears, comitted suicide by jumping into the river and drowing herself.
When he got older, Burrpelt at first thought he liked a she-cat named Featherheart until she introduced him to another she-cat named Skywhisker. The two bonded over a hunting patrol and even though they hit a rough patch at one time it was quickly smoothed over. Soon after they confessed their feelings and became mates. On the night the Gathering was attacked by the beasts, his only remaining kin, Oaktail, was killed by a wolverine named Tempest. Burrpelt took it very hard. His life has been devestated by the death of his family.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 4:32 pm
Older Pic . : About Me : . My name is Marcy >> Marblepaw>>Marblewing.
I'm a proud member of I'm half Nightclan..
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 8 moons.
I'm an apprentice.
My kin include my sister, Lightsound. My mother, Angelica (kittypet) and my father, Badgerwing (decased of Nightclan). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- watching birds
- going outside
- stalking in tall grass
- climbing trees
- chasing mice
My least favorite things...
- twoleg family
- bugs
- water
- big cats
- collars
And, my fears.
- snakes
- big water sources
- getting lost
- being alone
- being stuck in a twoleg nest forever . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I have a very sharp tounge. I like being sarcastic and sassy. I'm usually daring and curious, going on an adventure whenever I can. I'm strong, courageous and very determined. I'm also very sensitive when it comes to discussing my lost sibling. I'm quick to anger and I love messing with other cats. I can never sit in one spot long and I'm always jumping around or running.
It's what I am, like it or not.
A light grey and white cat. I have soft blue eyes and a pink nose. My back paw is black and my belly is a shade of white. Also, the tip of my tail is a black.
My history, don't go poking around!
Me and my sister, May, weren't born as kittypets. We were acually were born in an alleyway. Call us alley-cats if you will. Our father was a warrior from Nightclan but was killed by dog. My mother died during birth to me (May was from our mother's first litter.) and these twolegs found us. My sister May went missing after a while and I've been living with the twolegs. I dream of escaping and going to Nightclan but I fear about what the cats would say about me. My father, Badgerwing, before he decseased, told me and May all about NightClan. Our mother thought it was too dangerous, and kept us with her instead. Badgerwing wanted us to grow up as he did, in a safe and secure place that he knew well. He was planning on raising them along with Angelica by bringing her to NightClan too.
She was playing outside one day when she wandered off too far into the woods. She was discovered by a patrol and taken to NightClan. It sounded familiar to her and she adjusted quickly, leaving her kittypet life behind. She was named as an apprentice, Marblepaw, and was assigned the mentor Spiriteyes.(Eek. Gotta update her pic) -Are we able to post new cats here too?-
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 4:54 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Snowcherry.
I'm a proud member of Breezeclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 18 moons old .
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Hauntednight, Pebbleheart, Shadow, Trappaw, Sandpaw, Firepaw, Shadepaw, Siegepaw, Swallowpaw, and Rockpaw... : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
~Being with my best friend Pebbleheart
~My lovely Kits
~Breezeclan
~Clanmates
~My mate Shadow!
My least favorite things...
^-^Family being hurt.
^-^Clan being sad or hurt
^-^Hateful cats, Birdpaw
^-^Being alone
And, my fears.
*~Hights
*~Big animals
*~Being utterly alone
*~Darkness.. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
A very amazing hunter, Snowcherry is sweet to most cats. But, Snowcherry feels like she need to help others no matter how mean or hurt they are. She loves nature and her clan. She is a very outgoing she-cat and has the personality of a graceful butterfly. Snowcherry is shy and out going. She enjoys being with her mate and kits.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Strikingly beautiful, young, mottled she-cat with pretty calico fur with white paws. She doesn't care much about her looks. She has pretty emerald green eyes. She has a small slender build, being very slim compared to most cats. Some cats don't see how she is related to Hauntednight.
My history, don't go poking around!
Just became a Warrior, Snowcherry is a young she-cat who doesn't know who her father and mother is. She has lived in BreezeClan for her whole life and grew up as the sibling of Hauntednight and bacame more skilled as the days pass by. She always tried to help out and protect her clan with her life. Snowcherry fell in love with a rouge cat named Shadow and wishes to have kits with him someday. Much has passed, many of her fellow clanmates has dies, she feels her clan is slowly falling apart due to the lost of cats....specially Birdsong and Blossomkit, but now she is pregnant with Shadow's kits, she can't wait to be a mother. She was recently injured by a fox, but she knows that Foxfire is indeed the killer of Blossomkit. Foxfire led her into that trap and she feels stupid for falling for it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 5:25 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Desertpaw>>Desertflight.
I'm a proud member of Seaclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 10 moons old.
I'm a apprentice.
My kin include Moss-star, Briarclaw, Freezeshadow, Mintleaf, Treewhisker, Sandbeam, Stempaw, and Ripepaw. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Fish
- Hunting
- My mentor
- Cherrypaw
- Gatherings
My least favorite things...
- Snakes
- Crowfood
- Twolegs
- Being lazy at camp
And, my fears.
- Cherrypaw getting hurt
- Darkness
- Death
- Drowning . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am a very fun and energetic cat to be around. If anything is contradicting the warrior code, I am there to defend it. I am loyal to my clan, and loving to most cats that can handle staying around me. I am getting around to being one of the best hunters in Seaclan, and now, thanks to my mentor, I shall be a tom that is good with the she-cats.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am an average-sized young tom, and since I am an apprentice, I am still growing. I have an orange flamed colored pelt with amber eyes. For being almost a warrior, I have large paws, which means I will be quite large once I am full grown.
My history, don't go poking around!
I am the first in a litter of three; my mother Sandbeam, gave birth to me, Stempaw and Ripepaw. My father Treewhisker is a noble warrior of Seaclan, and he is always there for his three kits. Moss-star is my grandmother, she never really had time to acquaint herself with us because she was always busy, being leader and all. Right now, the love of my life is Cherrypaw, but I dont think she loves me as much as I love her.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 6:00 pm
I'm not sure about Songpaw, my others were accepted.   . : About Me : . My name is Songkit Songpaw/ ? ( Having trouble on the name ).
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm About 6 moons 6 moons . ( Soon to be 15 moons during the Timeskip )
I'm a Apprentice at the time..
My kin include N/A
.: A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Attention
- Playing
- Birds with wonderful songs
- being around others
- Quiet nights
- Colorful/Unusual Skies
My least favorite things...
- Not getting sleep
- Being bullied
- Being ignored
- Learning how to hurt someone
And, my fears.
- dogs
- twolegs
- fire
- rouges
- monsters . : Getting Personal : . ]I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm always hyper, adventurous, brave, and gentle. Some people get annoyed because of this. My feelings are hurt very easily, although I can be very resistant.Sometimes I'm sassy too. I like hiding, although I run into trees a lot. I get SO very nosy!
It's what I am, like it or not.
A small, fluffy cat.
Around my eye is a big blotch of black fur.
My eyes are blue, and you think of a river when you look into them.
I'm very skinny.
I'm small, and I will grow up to be a small cat.
And Im fluffy, so cats like to sleep with me at times.
]My history, don't go poking around!
I have little history of my past. All I know is that I have no parents so I stay attatched to the people around me. If I lose them, Ive lost everything.
[ Story point of view ]
Songpaw's parents were lost in the woods, giving birth to her at the time. Both Nightclan. During that struggle, her father used some leaves to cover everything up. Although, the leaves were poison and infected with many, many bacteria. Her mother soon died, and her father grieved for her. Songpaw was three days old, and she didn't even know about this. Later the day of her mother's death, her father went to bury her, and never returned. I edited the paragraphs, and added a little spice to them.
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 6:00 pm
Accepted, all of them! ^^ Both accepted! And, yes. I will be checking her every day for new profiles, both old and new. This is the replacement for PMing the profiles to me. It simplifies things for members as well as me, because this is a for sure acceptance, so I don't end up forgetting or it gets lost in my PM box! C8 Also accepted! Accepted, but you might want to fix the picture. it shows up as a red x as far as I can see. >.<
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 6:31 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Cherrykit>Cherrypaw>Cherrystem.
I'm a proud member of Seaclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm Eight moons old.
I'm a Apprentice.
My kin include Dawnflight(Mother) Darkwhisper(Father) Both diseased... : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
>Desertpaw
>Green leaf
>My friends
>Being with cats
>Meeting new cats
>Cherries
>Freshly picked herbs
>Sunshine
>My mentor, Frostfern
>Rainface
>Diversity
>Swimming
My least favorite things...
And, my fears.
^Desertpaw getting hurt . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Being me, I have a very big heart. I do not judge other cats. I do not care if they are fat, slim, big, small,ugly or handsome. As long as they are nice, I'll be their friend. I love diversity. I love seeing differences between each and every cat.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a calico she-cat, there's not much to me. I have holly green eyes, that could be mistaken for yellow. I have a white muzzle and chest. I am very beautiful to others, but I see no difference in myself from the other calico cats out there.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born to Dawnflight and Darkwhisper of Seaclan. I was their only kit, they loved me so, and I loved them. They always told me that Starclan only takes the best cats. And a moon after I had been born, they were run over by a monster while on a hunting patrol. When the other two warriors that were with them brought their bodies back, my heart smashed into a billion pieces. My only family in the world, gone. But I knew that Starclan needed them. As long as they watched over me, I'd be fine. Around three moons old, I met a Stormclan she-kit named Cloverkit. We became friends instantly and went to the outskirts to play. We ended up finding another loner kit named Moonkit, who later on was brought to Stormclan with Cloverkit. When I returned to Seaclan, a rogue named Bones was raiding into camp, stealing kits for his mate Ice. I was the only one taken. No one dared to help me. Bones died in Nightclan territory, and his mate took me with her to go live in the outskirts. I stayed there for three moons, until Ice was killed by Foxkit, who brought me back to Seaclan, where I was reunited with my dear friend, Desertpaw. We went to the boarders, but later on came back. I was chosen to go to the gathering after wards. At the gathering,I made new friends! Songpaw, Smokepaw, Lustrepaw, and Dawnpaw, but we were then separated once the beasts attacked. Songpaw and I went after the snakes, I took on five, defending my friends from any harm. I brutally wounded them, but the venom took over me and Iceears of Breezeclan had to heal me. We won against the snakes, though. Seaclan had forgotten to take me back, so I had to drag myself, collapsing in camp once I arrived. Dragonfire told me I was a true warrior, making me feel proud. Once again, I reunited with Desertpaw, but this time, I was in love with him. I was in love with my best friend.
At the moment, Desertpaw is my true love, but I don't plan on telling him, I don't want our friendship to end.
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ll oceanic_shimmer ll Crew
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 6:49 pm
  . : About Me : . My name is Phoenixice.
I am a proud member of Seaclan.
I'm a Warrior.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 20 moons old.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include My mother and Dragonfire.. My favorite things!
❁My family ((Dragonfire))
❁Kits
❁Kind cats
❁Competition
❁Playing
❁Play Fighting
My least favorite things...
♫ Snakes
♫ Annoying cats
♫ Mean cats who think they are so cool
And, my fears.
~The dark
~Family and friends being hurt
~Being alone. : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a rather kind she-cat to family but can be extremly mean or get into a fight if I need to, I hate having to show my bad side and I love to be sarcastic and social. I love to have fun but when I'm sad, I force myself to hide my self. I do not like to show my feelings of sadness to others. I feel lost and unsure of the memories in the past and I feel like my mind lies to me....like there is something. ((Dragonfire))
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am so extremely beautiful that I am drop dead gorgeous, with white she-cat with very icy blue eyes, almost teal, they sparkle in the moonlight. My fur is white, sleek, and always well groomed, I always have it clean and nice. My tail is white with fire colored rings (3) along my full sweeping tail. My pelt consists of fire, brown, and black colored dapples along my back and front paws, I have orange colored ear tips and head, my cheeks have a fire ovaled shape on them. I have 2 feathers ((a jay and duck feather)) attached to my forehead.
My history, don't go poking around!
Pheonixice has lived in Seaclan for most of her life, but before that happened she was born in a horrible place where illegal animal fights took place. She lost her mother and siblings to those matches, unsure of what happened to them, all she remembers is that she has a sister who she needs to find. Phoenixice's mother was very protective of the kits, until her horrible death. Phoenixice was introduce to a few battles until adopted into a kittypet home. She lived there horribly until she escaped and was tooken into the clan known as Seaclan. Phoenixice recieved her name from her mother, a mythicial bird for her colored spots of her pelt and ice for her icy blue eyes. My twolegs put 3 beautiful feather that consist of a jay feather and a duck feather that I take pride in, they never come out.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 6:53 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Spottedpaw/flare.
I'm a proud member of Seclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 6 moons old.
I'm a Apprentice.
My kin include Echosong.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
♫ My Mentor
♫ My sister
♫ Playing
♫ Hunting
♫ Kits
♫ Seaclan
♫ Clanmates
My least favorite things...
♈ Freezeshadow when he is grouchy
♈ Mean cats
♈ Uneeded battles
♈ Pointy things
And, my fears.
❁ Being alone
❁ Dying
❁ Snakes
❁ Foxes
❁ Hights. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a playful cat! I love to play with others. I'm bubbly, kind, and sweet, but shy. I can be annoying but I always stay out of other's business, respect clanmates and am loyal to my clan. I can be stubborn at times but I'm mostly pretty quiet and timid. I don't like to follow the rules and would rather kick back and be a lazy peice of fur. I can be sensitive, but my self esteem is pretty high.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a cute lil bundle of softness! I am a small builded, mottled very pretty dark ginger tabby she-cat. I have small brown paws, sandy brown ears, and tail tip. I have sparkling green eyes that'll catcha ya in a trance. My belly is soft and white. I have 2 equal sign ((=)) shaped marked of brown under each of my eyes. My eyes are an emerald green. I'm really small and clumsy because my tail is really fluffy but not long. I guess you can say my pelt is well groomed and it shines like fire in the sunlight.
My history, don't go poking around!
Spottedkit was a young playful kit who loved to have fun and play with other kits...she was a troublesome kit.
Spottedpaw finally is a new apprentice who soon lost her first mentor Sageleaf to a horrible Nightclan battle. Her new mentor is Freezeshadow, a tough tom who works her tail off. Spottedpaw recently befriended a she-cat gladiator named Dragonfire. They are bestfriends now and always will be. Spottedpaw has 2 cats in her life that are dear to her heart now, Dragonfire and Echosong. She is training into a fine apprentice.
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