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 Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 7:58 pm
 Welcome, BreezeClan warriors. Here is where your cat profile is posted AFTER THEY HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED IN THE PROFILE APPROVAL THREAD, and where you character comes alive. You are small and wiry, but tough. You take offense easily, like your ancestors of WindClan.
Your leader is Galestar
Your deputy is [OPEN]
Your medicine cat is Wolfspirit
Your medicine cat apprentice is [OPEN]Welcome to our Clan!(Series 2 cats only, no old profiles of deceased cats please.
I.e., just copy the profiles you posted in the Profile Approval threads and paste them here. )
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:37 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Galestar.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 54 moons.
I'm the leader.
My kin include Avalon (adoptive mother); Diamondkit, Crystalkit, Lithiumkit, Ironkit, Cobaltkit, and Amethystkit (children).
My mate is Frostclaw.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
} Flying
} Frostclaw :{3
} Kittans!
} My Clan
} The sky
} Pretty much everything I can think of! :{D
My least favorite things...
} Seeing my clanmates suffer
} Death
} The Star Slayers >:{C
And, my fears.
} That I am an unfit leader
} Not much else! C}: . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Galestar is a happy-go-lucky fellow who likes to give long, encouraging speeches/lectures. He is hyper-eccentric and likes to break personal bubbles with glomps and playtime. No matter who the warrior, Galestar will share tongues with them, and has no shame in playing with kittens when he's not busy. He is extremely kind and forgiving, though too forgiving at times. He always tries to see the good in cats, even where there is none, and has a special hyper-sensetive power where his sixth sense is amplified so that he can interperet feelings much more clearly and can usually guess what someone is feeling spot-on, though love used to be the one thing he couldn't catch (but now he can since he's fallen in love...<3 ). You can speak to Galestar about anything, and he will try his best to help you.
He also has always had a delusion that he could fly (because of where he was raised, explained in the history part of this bio), and still stubbornly believes he can, though he attempts it less often.
It's what I am, like it or not.
He's a lithe, creamy brown warrior with chocolate-brown markings and crisp sky-blue eyes. His muzzle is narrower and longer than normal cats, and his tail is skinny and long (a perfect whip! >:{3 ). His brown markings have a reddish tint to them in sunlight. His ears are long and pointed, revealing his good hearing senses, and despite his skinny build has strong and thick muscles. He has a deeply profound connection to StarClan (even since birth) that tied him to them in ways more than the normal warrior. His eyes sometimes cross while he's talking, a side-effect of being siamese, but he seems to never notice it, thinking other cats to it too.
My history, don't go poking around!
Galestar was found as a kit in an abandoned bird's nest high up in an oak tree, playing with a soft, white, eagle feather. The nest was too small to be an eagle's, but how the cat got the feather is unknown. When asked what he was doing, Galespirit replied, "I'm learning how to fly!" He was brought back to the Clan as they thought it was a good omen for a tiny kit to have the giant feather of a deadly eagle. He keeps the feather under his nest in the leader's den.
Galestar has always been an enthusiastic cat. He was friendly towards all his Clanmates. He has been faced with the escapades of the Slayers and the misfortune that was the Doveflight bloodline, but he managed to keep the Clan alive through it all. He still feels guilty and unhappy about his skills as a leader, but acts self-confident in front of others.
His new litter of kittens make him happy beyond words, and he squeezes in all the time he can get from them.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:40 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Embergaze.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 32 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Bearkit and Poisekit (children by Mapleleaf). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
=+= Beautiful skies
=+= Solitude...I-I mean, friends?!
=+= Kittens
=+= Running
=+= Mentoring
=+= Feeling important...
=+= Mapleleaf...=//A//=
+=+ Friendly cats...C:
My least favorite things...
+=+ Death
+=+ When it's my fault
+=+ Responsibility...err, irresponsibility!
+=+ Evil creatures
+=+ Insults
+=+ Cold
+=+ Fighting
And, my fears.
/+/ Death
/+/ Rejection
/+/ Embarrassing moments
/+/ Failure
/+/ Nightmares
/+/ Apprentices...(they always suffer with me as their menor...) . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
When Embergaze was an apprentice, he was shy and unsociable. He was a quiet, observant cat, who spoke only when spoken to, or when he decided he needed to. He had no friends, but that's most likely because he didn't speak to anyone. If one had talked to him, they would've found a sweet, thoughtful cat, who was slightly shy when around others. He tried not to be the best warrior of all but to be the most level-headed warrior of all. He was (and is) very intellegent for his age and treated (and treats) females with respect.
He feared any interaction with cats because he was afraid he'd get hurt, or that he'd hurt the other cat without realizing it. He was also self-concious about his massive body- at apprentice age, he looked like a full-grown warrior! However, he's trying to change and come out of his shell. He now forces himself to be more outgoing. He did and still does stutter a lot.
It's what I am, like it or not.
A soft gray tom with orange eyes. His front body is light gray, and his pelt gets darker along the end of his body. His tail-tip and back paws are dark grey. His eyes turn gold in the sunlight. His whiskers are whitish grey. He is a massive cat (especially now that he's full grown) who has a deep baratone voice that used to make him shy of talking, though he tries to talk more now. His claws are thick and sharp.
My history, don't go poking around!
Embergaze was born in the Clans to fullblood parents. They were both boastful and vain and died in battle because of their arrogance. He thought that he must be the opposite in order to survive, so he was a very shy and distant kitten as a tom. He has since matured.
Falling in love with Mapleleaf and having kittens with her are the best things that have ever happened to him. He loves his family. He also has a spiritual power that very few know about.
Some ghosts from his past are Oakpaw and Smokepaw; both of these cats were his apprentices who died mid-training. Oakpaw was killed by one of Talon's minions and Smokepaw was murdered by his kin. Embergaze blames himself for both of their deaths and is weary about accepting a new apprentice, as he feels like he is a curse upon any kitten.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 7:14 am
. : About Me : .
My name is Snowcherry.
I'm a proud member of Breezeclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 20 moons old .
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Hauntednight (Brother), Trapflight (Son), Sandpaw (Daughter), Firerain (Son), Shadeshift (Nephew), Siegefury (Nephew), and Swallowflight (Niece)..
. : A Little Bit More : .
My favorite things!
~Being with my best friend Pebbleheart
~My family
~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 gentle. She enjoys being with her mate and kits. The cat is kind of sarcastic and will give anyone a hand when needed. She has a strong sense of justice and trust, being a very loyal warrior. She is energetic and cheerful, always looking for an opportunity to have fun. It's hard to break her spirits and she is an optimistic and intelligent cat.
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 startling emerald green eyes. She has a small lithe slender build, being very slim compared to most cats. Some cats don't see how she is related to Hauntednight with her lighter complexion.
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. During the slayer attack at the gathering, her mate passed away by a serious killing injury. She will never forget him and tries to move on. It's hard but she's doing well.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 7:20 am
. : About Me : .
My name is Ebonylight.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 18 moons.
I'm a Warrior of course.
My kin include No one....
. : A Little Bit More : .
My favorite things!
- Darkness
- Peace and Quiet
- Wind
- The Sky
- Autumn
- Serpentfang <3
- StarClan
- Feathers.
My least favorite things...
- Being injured
- Super sunny days
- Being hot
- Loud noises
- Annoying cats.
- Many thinks I can't list...
And, my fears.
- Being alone forever
- Serpentfang getting hurt or worse, dying, I fear for her safety
- Dying...
. : Getting Personal : .
I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a very quiet antisocial tom. I don't like being around other very much... I hide my emotions and pain when around cats I care about so I don't worry them. I have a kind soft hearted side though, willing to do anything to protect cats I care about and will go to any length to help them. I can be dry and sarcastic at times too. An extremely loyal tom with a sense of justice, I will not hesitate to destroy an enemy if they hurt my friends. I do have sympathy and mercy for enemy cats, especially young ones, or the old. I like to guard my emotions too. I guess you could say I'm shy too, often being harsh to guard any emotion. I come across as cold, stoic, and arrogant, even to my fellow clanmates too.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a very handsome lean yet muscled ebony colored tom. I have a small white spot on my forehead. My tail is longer than the average cat too. My eyes are a soft pale gold that seem to change in hue of gold to my emotions. My hind legs are well built for jumping and pouncing. My fur is usually sleek and short. I'm not a very big cat, just stating this.
My history, don't go poking around!
To start off.... when I was a little kitten, my father died when out hunting.... he was attacked by a dog and killed around the time I was 2 moons old. I had 2 other brothers and a sister... but they all.... died... during a harsh leaf-bare and my mother was very starved too, along with me... but we survived... even though I was the runt of the litter. She says I was very very lucky. My mother was left crestfallen, I was the only one to keep her going. I was mostly by myself, never really making any close friends, but I was friendly and warm. I always tried my best to be included or to get to know cats, always ending up in embarrassment or being bullied for my small size. I was always feeling isolated, my mother was the only friend I had. But... one day... I really wanted to get out from camp when I was 5 moons old, being impatient and young, I ventured from the safety of the nursery and out into the moors. I wanted to avenge my father. As I traveled into the moors, a two-leg had let lose his dog, the one that had lived nearby at the time... and might have killed my dad. So, being a reckless idiot, I challenged it by taunting the larger animal. As it bolted towards me with blind fury, I froze up, unable to move by fear and agonizing thoughts. Just than, a flash of tawny brown shot out before me. My mother... She was able to keep me hidden in the grass as she fought off the dog... the... the dog.. killed her after a very tough tussle, it retreated with victorious eyes. I sniffed and crept from the tall plants, towards my mother's tawny lifeless body. She was matted with blood or crimson. "M-mommy....it's gone now... you can wake up... wake up mommy... I'm sorry I was being an idiot... I'm sorry... I shoul've stayed.. but I wanted to avenge daddy...." After a few minutes of waiting.... without an answer, I spoke up again in an innocent mew. "Mommy... your all bloody... please... get up mommy....it's gone... please... GET UP! STOP SLEEPING! GET UP!" I cried hysterically as I buried my ebony face into her soft brown tabby fur. She was... gone... forever with Starclan... I wouldn't see her... ever.... Rain began to fall onto my mother, I felt as if it was going to hurt her so I shielded her in the best way possible with my little raven black body. A couple Breezeclan warriors took my mom's body back to camp and mourned for her, like the rest, and I was punished for leaving camp. I felt as if this punishment wasn't enough for my sin, always begging for something worse to punish me, but was denied. To this day, I often blame myself for what happened to my family, especially my brave mother. I always think that Starclan hates me because of the sin I committed. This caused me to completely keep myself in utter loneliness, afraid that whoever I grew to care about would perish due to my actions. Sometimes, I find myself incapable of fighting, bullying myself on how weak or how useless I am... I'm a warrior now and... I'm in love with Serpentfang. One day, I'll try to build of the courage to tell her but for now... admire form afar? I wish to get closer to her, event though my spirit tugs back.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 1:06 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Frostclaw.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm thirty eight moons old.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include my sister, Sasha, whom died.
My mate is Galestar. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-Silence
-Solitude
-Hunting
-Galestar
-Sunpaw
My least favorite things...
-Kits
-Apprentices
-Rouges
-Kittypets
-Twolegs
And, my fears.
-Snakes
-Death . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Most could call me gloomy or cheerless, but I like to think of myself as serious and obedient. I'm not all that inconsiderate unless talking to or about a kittypet. I can be cooperative when I feel like it and sometimes I can even be called courageous. I am motivated and loyal. Kit and apprentices bring out the stubborn and controlling side of me. BUt once you get through all that I'm not all that bad, sometimes I can even be loving. You just need to get to know me.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Twolegs called me a silver bangle cat. I don't know what that means, but what I do know is that I have a silver-gray pelt with black spots. My tail has black rings at the end, almost like a raccoon. My eyes are green, something my sister and I shared. I also have a small scar on my chest due to the monster known as Blood.
My history, don't go poking around!
I come from a place where maters live. They are almost as bad as cutters, they select and force cats to mate. If the kits are not to their liking they act like cutters then force them to live with other twolegs. My litter mates and I were but into monsters and taken places. We were touched and looked at as if some sort of entertainment. After several moons I and my sister Sasha escaped, managing to scratch a mater while doing so.
We travelled a long way. We eventually came across the scent of other cats and decided it would be smart to ask them for help. Though it wasn't. They lived in old twoleg nests and walked on thunderpaths as if they were a newly grown field. They attacked us and we nearly didn't escape. Another day of travel, my sister fell from blood loss. I stayed with her, watching as the light faded from her eyes. Another day passed, I was starving, laying by my sister's limp body. A BreezeClan hunting party happened upon us. They took me in and helped bury my sister. I was named Frostpaw due to my cold attitude toward other clan members and soon given my warrior name, Frostclaw. Due to recent developments I have chosen to pursue a relationship with Galestar, though I feel unworthy of his love.
Talon's attack was hard on the clan. We fought as best as we could but still we lost warriors and apprentices. I suffered deep wounds to my side and a wound to myright eye that left it blinded.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 4:36 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Poisekit-->paw-->spark.
I'm a proud member of Breezeclan.
I'm a She-Cat, I should know.
I'm Newborn after the Time Skip.
I'm a Kit.
My kin include Mapleleaf(Momma♥) Embergaze(Papa♥) Bearkit(Brother♥). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
♥ Momma
♥ Papa
♥ Bearkit
♥ Breezeclan
♥ Playing
♥ Water
♥ Noise
♥ Food
My least favorite things...
☻ Meanies
☻ Other Clans
☻ Being alone
☻ Quietness
☻ Being hungry
And, my fears.
☻ Being all alone
☻ Dying
☻ Battles . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Well, since I was born half-deaf, I can't really understand cats very well. I like to talk really loud, it helps with communicating. Even though I'm half-deaf, I have a lot of dignity. The reason I was named Poisekit, though some may not see it. I like to go to the elder's den to hear stories about my Momma and Papa when they were little. I'm pretty kind to others, but if someone harms my family, they'll be getting some Poisekit scratches!
It's what I am, like it or not.
I look nothing like my Momma and Papa, except for my eyes. I have bright turquoise eyes and my pelt is entirely white. My build is large like my Papa, I guess that's the only other thing I got from my parents. I have a sleek coat with thick yet semi-short, semi-long hair. Some say I'm beautiful, but I don't see it.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born to Mapleleaf and Embergaze of Breezeclan, with my brother Bearkit. I was born being half-deaf, which I think will get in the way with training. I think I'll probably end up being a medicine cat, but I don't want too! I want to be a warrior like everyone else. It's almost time for me to be apprenticed, I can't wait to see who my mentor is!
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 4:37 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Sunbeam.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 25 moons.
I'm a elder.
My kin include Dovekit (Cousin, deceased), Roseheart (Sister, deceased), Bluetail (Brother, deceased).. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
○Dovekit
○BreezeClan
○My family
○My friends
○Kittens
My least favorite things...
○Twolegs
○Monsters
○Thunderpath
○Dogs
○Battles
And, my fears.
○Death . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Sunbeam loves kits! Because of this, she is very kind. She has never gotten mad at any one. She is a wonderful hunter, and a fast runner. She likes to joke around and tell the kits about their parents.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Sunbeam is a she-cat. She has orange/brown fur. Her eyes are a dazzling blue/green color. She is not thin, but not fat. She's the perfect size. Her build is medium, not too big and not too small. Her right leg is broken for life, so she can't walk around anymore.
My history, don't go poking around!
Sunbeam was born 25 moons ago. With her siblings, Roseheart and Bluetail. She was always playing and meowing to cats. She loved visiting the elder's den, until now. When she was apprenticed, she trained hard and learned fast. Soon she became a warrior. In the battle between the Slayers, she dislocated her leg and it can't be fix. For her own sake, she decided to move to the elder's den.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 4:38 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Joyfeather.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 24 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Featherfoot, Ghostface, and Stormgaze. (All Deceased). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
○Training
○My Friends
○My Family
○Stripewhisker
My least favorite things...
○Thunderstorms
○Bees
○Dogs
○Pepperpelt
○Spadestripe
And, my fears.
○Dogs
○Dying . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Joyfeather is an energetic one. She loves to fool around. She makes friends easily, but don't let her kindness fool you. When it comes to battles, her inner warrior comes out. She is kind of afraid to fall in love again.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Joyfeather is she-cat. She is an orange-white cat. She has dazzling dark blue eyes. She has soft fur. She is pretty skinny. Her pelt is orange with darker orange stripes going horizontal on her back, and her belly fur is white.
My history, don't go poking around!
Joyfeather was born 24 moons ago, with her siblings, Stormgaze and Ghostface. Her mother is Featherfoot. Every since she came out of her mother's belly, she's always been energetic. She would always nag her mother to go outside and play. When she was apprenticed, everything changed. Joyfeather had fallen in love with Pepperpaw, but so was Spadepaw. Joyfeather became heartbroken. She ran away for a moon, almost killed her own clanmate, and lost the one she loved. She never wanted this to happen, but it did. So, she was stuck to cleaning to the elder's den and her warrior ceremony was be delayed for a moon. Recently, she has become a warrior. Her name now is Joyfeather. She has also moved on, she doesn't like Pepperpelt anymore. Only the future will reveal the one she loves.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 4:41 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Bluemoon.
I'm a proud member of Breezeclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 20 moons old.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Rainstar (Bloodclan leader).. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
~My friends Serpentfang, Moonkit, Sunkit, Broken, and Forsaken
~Sleeping in trees
~Hunting
My least favorite things...
~Rude cats
~Letting my clan down
~Not being able to see
~Knowing I'm at fault for causing my friends harm
And, my fears.
~Dogs
~Dogs
~Did I mention dogs? . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I grew up a cold blooded killer and came to the forest after several moons of being alone. Though my friends have helped me warm up to clan life and I've grown a lot friendlier, I still can be rather secretive and edgy at times. I wasn't born in Breezeclan so I feel I have to prove that I belong here even more. When it comes to protecting my clan there's no such thing as a limit, I've even fought when I lost my sight (which I've still yet to regain). I'm without mate and sometimes wish I had one but I know that can wait, serving my clan comes first.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a Russian blue cat. My fur is a short and dark blue. I have a lighter grey mask around my eyes. My eyes used to be a sky blue but now are clouded with silver because of my (what I thought was temporary but now I wonder) blindness.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born and raised into Bloodclan as their leader's only kit. As my test to become a warrior I had to kill a dog which almost killed me in return. (That's where I met Broken.) I turned down my warrior name and ran off to go join the real clans. I found Serpentfang and Wavepelt by accident while hunting rabbits and they took me into Breezeclan (after a long time of waiting for Galestar to agree to let in a Bloodclan cat). After a couple moons I got my warrior name and turned that down too. I later accepted it once I truly felt I had earned it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 5:32 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Gingereye.
I'm a proud member of Breezeclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 24 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include no-one/are unknown.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
~ A warm patch of sunlight
~ Humor
~ Wind
~ Open Moors
~ Running
~ Berries
~ Company
My least favorite things...
~ Squirrels
~ Water
~ Cats walking on her blind side
~ Obnoxious cats
~ Laziness
~ Flirtiness
And, my fears.
~ Water
~ Hawks or large birds
~ Dogs
~ A young death
. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
After her incident with the vulture and the complete loss of her right eye, Gingereye's demeanor has become very fierce and defensive. Ridiculed by a few peers about how, after the loss of her eye, she was going to be sent to the elder's den early and about how she was 'acting like an elder already' , Gingereye is now very self protective of herself, snapping at anyone who disagrees with her. Determined to lead a fulfilling life, even without complete peripheral vision, Gingereye can be stubborn and even a bit headstrong with decisions. If you ever earn her trust, Gingereye can sometimes be relaxed and even a bit humorous in a few situations.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Gingereye is a creamy orange and white she-cat with dark orange tabby markings and a dusty amber eye. With a very lithe build, she is about average size for a feral cat, her ribs just barely poking out of her fur. She has a orangey pink nose and the dots that mark where her whiskers grow out are arranged in neat curvy lines. After and incident with a vulture, Gingereye has only one eye, and where the other one is supposed to be is sealed shut and gives barely any remembrance that an eye was ever there.
My history, don't go poking around!
Raised as a pure Breezeclan kit, Gingerkit was a dainty and playful kitten, easily coexisting with her siblings and always up for a game of badger attack. Slowly growing, Gingerkit quickly became Gingerpaw, a happy and determined apprentice, ready to train and defend Breezeclan with her life. After months of training, her mentor agreed it was about time for her to become a warrior and took Gingerpaw out for the assessment.
Her heart racing, Gingerpaw leaped eagerly away into the moors, her mind set on not letting her mentor down. She spotted a humongous bird, carelessly pecking into a bloody carcass of a squirrel, completely oblivious of any of it's surroundings. She'd never seen anything like it before, big and black with long neck that was a bright red and almost appeared featherless.
Gingerpaw went for it. Mind already preoccupied with the excitement of being so close to becoming an esteemed warrior, her paws were careless, and as she got into leaping range of the bird, she smashed a twig. The giant black bird flew up in a huge flurry of dust, wind, and feathers. In an act of desperation, Gingerpaw bounced forward, trying to grab hold of her prey before it got away. Her teeth grabbed the bird by the wing and sent them tumbling back to the ground. A fight ensued and Gingerpaw was struck in the eye by the birds powerful beak. With that notion, she fell unconscious in pain.
Gingerpaw was taken back to the medicine den and she was quickly treated to. She was up again in about a moon, had another assessment and reached warriorhood where she was named Gingereye. Eventually, her wound sealed over, so that it looks as if she never had an eye in the first place.
She is capable of hunting, though her left side is the most acute.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 6:13 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Ironkit.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm newborn.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Galestar (Father), Frostclaw (Mother), Crystalkit (Sister), Lithiumkit (Brother), Cobaltkit (Brother), more to come.. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-Mother
-Father
-My brothers
-Daytime
-Pretending to be a warrior
-Pretending to be Father
My least favorite things...
-My sisters
-She-cats (Cooties >3>)
-Night time
-Scary sounds
And, my fears.
-Darkness
-Serpentfang
-Other clans attacking! They could at anytime you know! . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am a fearless tom! I fight evil and consider myself to be very noble! I don't like my sisters because they tend to be annoying. The only acception is Crystalkit because we look alike. Who knows what we can get away with! I like to test my parent's patients and will go to great lengths to do just that. The harder I push their limits, the more freedom I get! I am part of the triplets of the litter.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a small fuzzy kit with siamese markings that are grey. Underlying the siamese pattern there are faint tabby markings that resemble my mother's pelt. I know they'll get darker with time! My tail is a grey color that fades into the cream of my pelt. The same goes for my paws. My eyes are a stunning blue like my father's and my nose is black! I guess the only thing left is my whiskers...which are white!
My history, don't go poking around!
My mother hasn't given birth to me yet and no one has told me how kits are made so I suppose there is nothing to put here.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 7:30 pm
. : About Me : .
My name is Galekitkit.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a Tom-cat, I should know.
I'm newborn.
I'm a Kit.
My kin include Galestar (father), Frostclaw (mother), and my siblings Crystalkit(sister), Diamondkit (sister), Amethystkit (sister), Whirlkit (brother), and Billowingkit (brother) .~.
. : A Little Bit More : .
My favorite things!
* My family
* My sisters especially, you bettah check with me to get near them
* My Daddy
* My Mommy
* Nice cats
* Birds
* Playing
* MY BROS
* Nighttime
* Fluffy things
* The Stars
* The Cold
* FOOD, ALOT
My least favorite things...
- Water
- Trees
- Someone getting hurt
- Mean cats
- My family hurt
- A tom flirting with my sisters
- Flirting
- Pokey things
- Nightmares
- Being hot
- Pain
- Helplessness
- Irritation
- Sad or Angry emotions/Negative emotions
- When cats dislike or act rudely towards other cats, especially to his clanmates (Like how Birdsoul acts towards Snowcherry, for example)
And, my fears.
= Being all alone
= The Dark
= Shadows
= Loosing control of my emotions
= Being rejected or looked down on
= Fire
= Drowning
= Loosing my family.
. : Getting Personal : .
I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a very protective brother for my family. I hate it when others stick their noses into my business or act mean to my siblings. I really like the wind and being happy. I'm very socially awkward and I stutter... alot. Outgoing and loud, I'm pretty annoying at times. I'm overly curious so my momma needs to keep an eye on me if she plans to keep me. I like playing and my dad is like a rolemodel to me, I love my family alot. I get really nervous around she-kits and means cats. I'm kind, generous, caring, compassionate, optimistic, happy-go-lucky, and very nice. I guess I would help anyone with any need, also being very merciful. I'm a tad shy but very polite and sweet. I get pretty reckless and daring too, so once I'm set on something, good luck stopping me. One thing I have about me that is somewhat bad is that I hide my anger and bad emotions inside me, always trying to smile in the worst of things... One day, this pent of emotions may cause something bad...
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a small exact image of my father. You got it, handsome and lovely. I have his dazzling cornflower blue eyes and creamy Siamese fur. My marking are a rich brown that bring out my eyes. I have fluffy kit fur and a soft underbelly. I'm not one of the triplets like a few of my siblings, but I look like my pops and my twin brother. I'm a mini Galestar 8D.
My history, don't go poking around!
Just born into the world, duuuh. More to come once my life really gets started!
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 7:36 pm
. : About Me : .My name is Crystalkit.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm newborn.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Galestar (father), Frostclaw (mother), and my siblings (soon to come)... : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
* flying with papa!
* my family
* specially papa
* specially mama
* specially everyone!
* being a warrior
* hunting and battling and everythinggg!
* sunlight
* daytime
* order, neatness
My least favorite things...
/ meanies
/ snow and coldness
/ night time
/ chaos
/ disorganization
And, my fears.
` Darkness
` Dying in my sleep . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Hi there! I'm really really hyper all the time! Papa says I must've taken half his energy since he's tired a lot. Only cuz he's leader and works really hard! I'm very chipper and positive and I'm always optimistic. I also love StarClan and the warrior code and often quote rules and stuff because I like following them! I'm a bit of a neat freak and I like cleaning things up when they are messy, like dens and stuff.
I always listen to orders and never go against the code. When I'm told to do something, I do it! I'm very obedient. But I also learned to be myself and speak my mind.
I love talking. Talking is like music but with words instead of...humming...stuff! I like to pretend I know everything and I always answer a question whether or not I actually know the answer.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a siamese mix, yaaaay mutts! I'm part of the litter that is triplets; my sister and brother both look just like me! Nobody can tell us apart until we talk. My voice is higher pitch than both my siblings and I tend to talk much, much more frequently.
I have cream-silver fur with soft grey stripes, a mix of my mother and father. My tail is entirely black and goes from medium grey at the base to black at the tip and has small rings of stripes. My front paws are light grey and my arms fade from light gray of my paws to medium grey at my elbows with brown-grey stripes on em. My back paws are straight up medium grey. My face is medium grey with dark grey and black stripes like a tabby, but they form the marking of a siamese in that the snout is darkest while the markings fade up to my forehead and don't touch my cheeks.My ears are light grey and kinda big, like all siamese cats.
My eyes are a light blue (lighter than in the pic) like my triplet siblings.
My build is lanky and slender, and I'm told that I'm pretty. Being pretty is fine and all, but when there are two other cats who look exactly like you, it doesn't count for much!
My nose is black, like my claws, and my whiskers are white.
My history, don't go poking around!
I haven't even been born yet silly, nothin to put here! My mother is just about ready to give birth to me though, so here I cooooome-!
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 7:38 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Serpentfang.
She proud member of BreezeClan.
Serpentfang is a she-cat, Serpentfang should know.
She idk .__. .
She is a warrior.
Her kin are Saber (father), hawk( brother), petal (mother). They are all wild cats who live far far away over the seas and in the mountains. . . : A Little Bit More : . Serpentfang's favorite things!
heart ~ The shadows
heart ~ her family/friends/clan
heart ~ her leader and old mentor Galestar
heart ~ hunting
Serpentfang's least favorite things...
stare ~ those who dare threaten Serpentfang's clan!
stare ~ being made fun of for her long fangs
And, Serpentfang's fears.
eek ~ two legs (specifically poachers)
eek ~ Thundersticks (guns)
eek ~ losing a loved one again . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who Serpentfang is.
Serpentfang is shy, illusive and she speaks in third person. she is a brutal fighter and in a fight may seem a little crazy when she feels she is defending her "family". Despite this she would often prefer peace. Serpentfang is a very caring and grows deep emotional attachments to those who reach out to her. She moves swiftly and flowingly like running water. Serpentpaw is usually quiet unless spoken to. she also has a tenancy to stare.
It's what Serpentfang is, like it or not.
long, lanky she-cat with sharp, bright emerald eyes with slit puples (like a reptile's). Her two front canines protrude like snake fangs. Her fur is a silvery gray with mossy green stripes cascading down her back. She has a white, cream-ish face, chest and underside with thin black stripes on her paws. Serpentfang is an Andean Mountain Cat (non-native wildcat) species info
Serpentfang's history, she would prefer you don't go poking around...
When Serpentfang was the age of a new apprentice she was kitnapped by poachers because her species is endangered/ very rare (and therefore more valuable) and she fought her way out. By the time she broke free, she was near the Clans. Slightly injured and frightened, she was found by Birdsong, Trouttail and Wavepelt and brought to Breezeclan where she was accepted and became Galestar's apprentice. Over time she has grown attached to the clan and and it's cats and is feeling more and more at home, although she continues to miss the family she was taken away from over seas. the wild cat's heart took root within Breezeclan and she spent all her energy protecting it fiercely, feeling she had failed when a member was lost. Galestar, her old mentor taught her not to worry and spend her time out of the clan protecting the borders so much, that despite it in her nature to be aloof that she can help the clan better among them. Serpentfang has grown to be a loving and compassionate warrior looking out for the good of the family in times of need.
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