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 Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 8:01 pm
 Welcome, loyal StormClan cats. Here is where your cat profile is posted AFTER THEY HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED IN THE PROFILE APPROVAL THREAD, and your character comes alive.
Our leader is Silverstar.
Our deputy is Thunderflight.
Our medicine cat is Moonblaze and Fadinghorizon.
Our 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 10:21 pm
NUAHAHAHA, first post here too! A step closer to dominating the world, my puppets! >D  . : About Me : . My name is Cinderstreak/Night.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 29 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.
Some time during the nine moons of 'peace', so to speak, the she-cat that Night had a crush on, Barkwind, went missing. When they didn't find her after the first moon, grief consumed the tom's soul. It became so overwhelming that Cinderstreak was locked up, dormant. During this time, Night ran off from the Clans, disappearing for a long while. Near the end of the eighth moon, Cinderstreak finally regained control and brought them back to the Clans. When they asked where he had been, Cinderstreak simply said that he was kidnapped by twolegs. Night's currently sulking, so to speak, inside.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:18 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Burrpelt.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 30 moons old.
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.
But now he is a soon to be father, since his mate Skywhisker is pregnant and due to give birth any day now.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:25 pm
. : About Me : . My name is Westshadow.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 22 moons old.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Reedpond and Greystone [both deceased]. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- peace and quiet
- being left alone
- she-cats
- the warrior code
- obidient cats
- the leader
- StormClan
- watching the stars
- warmth
- strength
- power
My least favorite things...
- loud cats
- annoying sounds
- being bugged
- complaining
- being told what to do
- idiots
- losing
- disobeying the leader
- traitors
And, my fears.
- being exhiled
- betraying the Clan
- dying
- the warrior code being destroyed . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a quiet and very serious cat. When things happen I take time to assess my options and make sure I'm doing what's best for the Clan. I'm a strict cat and I follow every rule that is laid down. I don't really have a playful spirit and don't enjoy the company of cats that are too energetic and loud. I have a light side, but its usually only shown around my leader or she-cats that are actually worth my time. On the battle field I'm a quick cat who learns his enemy's moves first before going in and finishing him off. I used to have a very aggresive and violent nature, but since then I've learned self-control and have numbed down my aggresive side.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a long haired tom with a broad muzzle with thick legs and large paws. My shoulders are thickly muscled along with my haunches. I'm larger than most cats and have a tall profile. My fur is a very dark brown with tan and lighter brown splotches all in my fur. I have a dirty white colored chin. There are small black tufts that stick off the tips of both of my ears. My eyes are a very light green color and are often guarded. I have a long vertical scar that goes across my left eye.
My history, don't go poking around!
Ever since I can remember I was always trying to perfect my warrior skills. I was never a playful kit and spent my time working on my crouches and pounces. When I did play with my litter mates I usually ended up becoming a bit agressive and hurting them. I became an apprentice and I always will remember how my mentor was. Shellfur was a very energetic and playful warrior. She was always trying to get the fun side out of me -- which she never did -- and trying to get me to goof around. I had snapped at her once, telling her that wasting time like that was pointless and unless she taught me something serious I would teach myself how to be a warrior. After that we were on fairly bad terms.
My apprenticeship went by slowly, mostly since Shellfur was a difficult mentor. I guess I was a bit difficult to cooperate with also and wasn't very fair to her at all. On the night of my assessment, Shellfur was watching me from a distance. I was stalking a frog in a marshy area and was close to catching it until Shellfur scared it off. It was a kind of joke, mostly since she came out purring about it. I became enraged. I attacked her, a bit too blind in my rage to see what I was doing. I ended up wounding her very badly. She didn't die, but had become terrified of me and constantly avoided me after that night. What happened afterwards was a bit of a blurred memory. My warrior ceremony was postponed and I was punished for my actions. The Clan had began to avoid me, due to my violent nature. I had taught myself self-control since then but other cats still question why I'm still around.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 3:31 am
 . : About Me : .My name is Lustregaze.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 18 moons (1 year 6 months).
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Dawnthistle - mother, Wheatear - father, Rustkit - younger brother.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-Voles
-Asking "why?"
-Miraclesky, Thunderflight, Whisperblade
-My brother Rustkit
My least favorite things...
-Being ignored
-Being bored
And, my fears.
-Being left alone for long periods of time
-Any big birds (because they are scary)
-Wolverines. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Lustrekit was a happy kit, eager to play and with seemingly limitless energy as he bounces around the camp. When he has something he does not understand, he would not hesitate to bombard the nearest cat with questions. As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat, so sometimes Lustrekit's endless questions of "why?" gets on the nerves of older cats. He has such a pure, innocent and naive mind that he sometimes notices things that other cats would not, such as Cinderstreak's shared personality with Night.
Bouncy as he usually is, in battle he turns into a serious, level-headed and mature warrior, willing to fight for his clan.
It's what I am, like it or not.
He is a light gray tabby tom with stunning sapphire blue eyes. His tabby stripes are not prominent, but they help him camoflage when hunting. It is said that whoever looks into his eyes will be stunned by the sheer brilliance, hence his name "Lustre". His sapphire blue eyes are usually round and curious.
During the battle with the slayers, he was left with a long scar stretching from his hip to the top of his shoulder, and the same blow also fractured his pelvis in battle.
My history, don't go poking around!
Lustrekit is the son of Dawnthistle and Wheatear, and his sister was Snowkit. His brother was Redkit, who died during the madness. However, Lusterkit was too young to remember the details, and till this day, he has no memory of ever having a brother. His sister Snowkit also went missing after some time, leaving him alone.
Not long after he became an apprentice to Cinderstreak/Night, he met the Nightclan loner Whisperblade at the border and befriended the mysterious tom. He thinks very highly of Whisperblade, as he thinks that he has a very interesting life story and his ability to disappear into shadows is really cool. He also began to look up to Thunderflight like an older sister, and secretly wanted to be just as strong and agile as her and Whisperblade one day.
As he grew older, he began to prove himself as a formidable warrior in battle as shown in the fight against the wolverines in the Gathering. He managed to wound Tempest deeply in the shoulder, but suffered horrendous, life-threatening injuries as a result. He spent some time recovering before returning to his apprentice duties.
During the battle with slayers at the Gathering, Lustrepaw spotted Galestar stuck in a ditch with Comet on top of him, and managed to pull him out with Dawnpaw's help. However, he couldn't see Ravage's blow and was left with a long gash stretching from his hip to his shoulder, as well as a fractured pelvis. Thunderflight jumped in to save him, but couldn't escape in time. They would have both died if Cindermoon had not leapt in to take the fatal blow for both of them, sacrificing her life for them. To this day, Lustregaze still feels partly responsible for Cindermoon's death.
He spent a long time recuperating from his fracture during the last nine moons, and is almost completely healed. When he strains himself though, he starts to show a small limp on his right leg due to his pelvis fracture.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 7:03 am
. : About Me : .
My name is Moonblaze.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 29 moons old.
I'm the Medicine-Cat.
My kin include Sandhaze((Father)), Tigerheart((Mother))...Skywhisker and Dawnpaw((Cousins)).
. : A Little Bit More : .
My favorite things!
♥Herbs/Healing
♥Thunderflight, she's my best friend, and much like the sister I never had.
♥Silverstar, I respect and care for her like she was my mother.
♥Fadinghorizon, my lovely apprentice who I love like a daughter.
♥Whisperblade, he's a nice cat who better take good care of Thunderflight!
♥My Clan
♥StarClan
♥The sky
♥Stars/Stargazing
♥Nature
♥Helping others
♥Sleep
♥Hawkblaze... o///o I know it's wrong but...our love is innocent...
My least favorite things...
♦Water
♦Rude or ungrateful cats
♦Stress
♦Bad weather
♦Pain
And, my fears.
♣Heights
♣Thunder storms
♣Being utterly useless
♣Drowning
♣Death
♣The fall of StormClan
♣The death of my loved ones
♣Being punished for loving Hawkblaze
. : Getting Personal : .
I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Sympathetic, gentle, kind and playful, she's seems to be hurt more often than others and has a special skill with herbs. Many of her actions are all guided by Starclan and she has a unshakable faith in them. Moonblaze is calm and collected, and strong-willed, but a bit naive and nervous at times, especially under stress. Outwards, she seems confident, but inside her doubts ravage her mind. However, she tries to ignore these insecurities and believe in herself, but the doubts resurface under pressure, so she tends to panic, though it's rather rare for her to loose her cool. With good friends around (like Thunderflight or Silverstar), she tends to calm down or gain her composure again. She has yet to move past these insecurities.
Other than that, Moonblaze is a very elegant and well mannered she-cat. Everything about her seems soft-spoken and wise. Though she is a medicine-cat and is very loyal to both StarClan and her clan, she will not hesitate to do what she needs to do.
It's what I am, like it or not.
A young beautiful she-cat can sum Moonblaze up. Moonblaze has a mottled head and gorgeous features. She is one with a smaller build and size then most cats, but her lehs are long. She looks rather fragile, but don't underestimate her. She may not be as strong as other warriors, but she still has some training, basics that Medicine Cats must learn. Her fur is medium short, but long enough to keep her warm. Speaking of fur, Moonblaze is a frosty white she-cat with a longer than average tail. Her fur is soft and sleek, her slender body adding to her elegance. Though she is beautiful, she doesn't think of it as anything. Moonblaze has earth shattering sapphire blue eyes that seem to be every shade of blue, her best feature, if anything. It brings out her seemingly washed out colors. Her nose is a soft distinct pink, her paw pads being blush pink.
My history, don't go poking around!
Born to Stormclan, Moonkit was always a kind and compassionate kitten. She is very determined and easily became the next Medicine cat. She developed a beautiful friendship with Thunderflight and a love for Hawkblaze. Thunderflight and Moonblaze both fell for the tom, but int he end, Hawkblaze edged more to Moonblaze. Their friendship still strives though, between the 2 she-cats. Things happen here and there but Moonblaze has always tried her best throughout the twists and turns of her life. She is the medicine cat next to her apprentice now medicine cat Fadinghorizon.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 7:10 am
 . : About Me : . My name is Rabbitpaw.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 12 moons old.
I'm a apprentice, but I'm ready to become a warrior.
My kin include my father (Thornstrike) and my sister (Birdflight).. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Hunting
- Racing my sister
- My sister
- Sneaking out of camp
My least favorite things...
- Thinking about my mother
- Sneaking out of camp
- My father
And, my fears.
- My father
- StarClan
- The other clans . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am a rather shy and easily frightened tom, I'm very afraid. I am almost always trying to impress the warriors, and it doesn't always end up well. I am boastful and can be arrogant sometimes, but we all can be that way, right? I can be very submissive when I get into trouble with my father. I'm just about the opposite of my sister, which makes us balance each other out.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a brown and white tom with brown and black bengal and tabby markings. My legs and face are white, and I have a white patch in the center of the bengal/tabby markings on my back. There is a patch of tabby fur on my left shoulder with a small patch of tabby fur on the back of my left front leg. The top of my head and my ears are brown tabby like the other patches. My tail is about average length with tabby markings. I am a handsome young tom with dark amber-gold eyes.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born into StormClan twelve moons ago. My mother died when kitting and none of my littertmates made it. It would have been expected for my father, Thornstrike, to like me and look out for me because I was the only surviving kit from the litter, but instead my father blamed me for the death of my mother and turned a hateful blind eye to me. The only cat in my family who liked my was my older sister, Birdflight. She kept an eye on me when I was in the nursery, before I was apprenticed, and we spent a lot of time together. We are very close and both of us fear our father. And I am ready to become a warrior now. . : About Me : . My name is Birdflight.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 24 moons old.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include my father (Thornstrike) and my brother (Rabbitpaw).. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Sunny spots where I can sleep
- Toms
- Kits
- Gatherings
My least favorite things...
- The night
- BreezeClan
- Father
And, my fears.
- Father
- Never having a mate or kits . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am a sweet and gentle she-cat. I have quite a bit of love and compassion for others, even my father. I'm rarely afraid of things and I am head strong and bold, I always speak my mind. I am head strong, but I am often blunt and I gets me into trouble. I may seem patient, however, my patience is only so long. Once I have become angered I can be very vengeful. I'm also considered rather scatter brained sometimes and I'm most often caught staring out into space.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am dark ginger and white she-cat with black tabby stripes. My paws, legs, belly, and face are all white. But my back, tail, ears, and part of my face are all tabby marked. I have a white tipped tail. I am a very pretty she-cat with long thick fur. My eyes are an amber-green and look quite nice with my pelt. My nose is pink and stands out against the rest of my body. I have very long whiskers and you can tell that I spend the brunt of my time keeping my pelt clean and looking nice.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born into a litter of two kittens, twenty-four moons ago. I was the only kit who survived a harsh leaf bare and an outbreak of whitecough. My mother was a beautiful queen and I take after her. My mother died when kitting and for the last time before I was made a warrior. The only kit that survived that litter was my brother, Rabbitpaw. After I was made a warrior I spent all of my free time in the nursery with Rabbitpaw. I trained hard to protect my brother, but I always felt the frightening gaze of my father boring into me. The other cats say that I look like my mother and that I would make her proud. I have come to be the mother figure for Rabbitpaw and I am very proud of him. It will soon be time for him to become a warrior. Sometime I think Rabbitpaw forgets that I'm his sister and thinks I'm his mother. Poor Rabbitpaw.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 2:00 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Tempestkit.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm a newborn.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Thunderflight (mother), Whisperblade (father), Twisterkit (sister), Hurricanekit and Blizzardkit (brothers). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
+ My parents, especially my mama
+ My siblings
+ Playing
+ Getting into trouble
+ Annoying my siblings
+ Lustregaze and Miraclesky, they just have so much energy!
+ Following my mama around
+ Thunderstorms
+ Lightning
+ Snow
+ Windy days
+ The sky and clouds
+ Protecting my family
+ Exploring
+ Sneaking out of camp
+ Happy cats
+ Any kind of trouble
+ Challenges
+ Anything dangerous, but not too dangerous
+ Did I mention my mama? Cause I love her!
+ Being active
+ Making my mama happy and/or proud
+ Being happy
+ Toms (when she's a little older ^-^)
+ MY MAMA!
My least favorite things...
- Being bored
- Being told what to do
- Rules
- Boring cats
- Being stuck inside
- Not doing what I want
- Making my mama mad
- My mama leaving, even for a short time!
- Punishments
- Bitter and ill-tempered cats
- Sickness or injuries
And, my fears.
X Losing my family
X Dieing before I become a warrior just like my mama
X Disappointing my mama
x Losing my mama . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Hey! I'm my mama's little angel. I follow her everywhere! Its rare for me not to be at her side. I don't care where she's going, if she's there then I'm there! I hate not to be with my mama and won't stand for it. don't get me wrong, I love my father but I love my mama more! I'm a very out-there type of cat. I always want to be doing something and I hate having to sit around. some say I act really immature at times but I don't care. I'm extremlly outspoken and that sometimes gets me in trouble. I always speak my mind, like always. Whatever I think just seems to come right out, no matter what it is. So yeah, I speak what I think. I'm also very mischievious too. I always seem to be getting into trouble doing who-knows-what. But its so hard to not get into trouble when there are so many rules! i also love anything that's dangerous and challenging. Though I can be a bit rash and immpulsive, which gets me into trouble. I'm basically a fluffy ball of energy ready to explode. However, I do have a temper and it flares when I get really mad. Now, keep in mind that I speak what I think and when I'm mad everything just comes out. Half the stuff I don't mean but, like I said before, I think it and I say it. I cna get very mad too if you push me too it, especially if your doing something bad to my family (especially my mama!) cause I'm very protective of them. I will put my life on the life for any member of my family. I may be immature at times but I can be serious when the time calls for it. Though I'm mainly immature and outgoing. My names means a violent windy storm so I guess I'm named correctly cause when I'm born, Stormclan better watch out!
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a gray tuxedo she-cat wiht green eyes. I have the same fur paterns has my father, except my fur is gray. However, my fur is going to be the same length as my mama's, I just know it! I'm an average size cat but I think I'm built more like my mama, I hope I am at least.
My history, don't go poking around!
Hi! I'm not born yet but I will be soon! I'm the daughter of THE Thunderflight of Stormclan. My father is Whisperblade. I have three other siblings Hurricanekit, Blizzardkit, and Twisterkit. My mama is the deputy of Stormclan, the clan where we live, and she is the bestest warrior in all the clans! I love her so much!
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 2:03 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Fadinhorizon.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 15 moons.
I'm a medicine cat, under Moonblaze.
My kin include Hauntedheart (mother), Foxclaw (father, deceased), Whitekit (brother, deceased), Mercykit (half-sister), Foxkit, Vulturekit, and Pepperkit (half-brothers). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
+ Herbs
+ Healing cats
+ My father, whom is sadly dead
+ StormClan
+ Hunting, I was a warrior apprentice for almost a moon afterall.
+ My past mentor, Riverfang
+ Moonblaze
+ Hauntedheart, Yet I hate NightClan. Strange or what?
+ StarClan
+ Kits
+ Friends
+ Spending time in the nuesery
+ Dreams
My least favorite things...
- Lies
- Not being able to save a cat
- My clanmates dieing
- NightClan, I believe they killed my father
- Badgers
- Ill-tempered cats
- Fighting
And, my fears.
X Losing someone I care for
X Failing my clan
X Never finding out the truth about my mother
X Falling in love, it is forbidden . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Fadinghorizon is a very sweet and kind she-cat. She can be shy at times but is normally open to those she trusts. She is very caring, especially to kits, and is very sensible. She is thoughtful and very wise for ehr young age. However, like her mother, she does have a fiery temper that she will unleash at times. Though this normally occurs when she is very angry or a cat has tested her patience. She tries to stay calm adn collected and respects those higher ranked then her. She is a loyal friend to those who have earned her trust but she isn't one to open up to a cat right away. She doesn't just give trust away, you have to earn it.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Fadinghorizon is an average sized she-cat, although is on the smaller side. She has a soft, ginger pelt that is almost just like her father's. She has an elegant build and deep blue eyes.
My history, don't go poking around!
Fadingkit was born 15 moons ago to Stormclan warrior, Foxclaw, and Hauntedheart, the Nightclan medicine cat. Her brother, Whitekit, was a stillborn and she never met him, nor knew of his existance. Her father took her to Stormclan, where she was given to queen. Fadingkit was always a loner around the kits and never could bring herself to play their games. She normally kept close to her father or the medicine cat. she had loved herbs since she was very young and loved tolearn form the medicine cat. She always knew that her foster mother wasn't her mother, she could just tell. However, everytime she asked her father he would quickly change the subject. It frusterated the young kit since she wanted to learn about her mother adn why she wasn't here to raise her. When the kit was about two moons, her father went away one night and never came back. He was found on the Stormclan border dead, covered in NightClan scent. Fadingkit moarned for her father for moons and has hated Nightclan ever since. During her time as a kit, she spent most of her time in the medicine cat den after Foxclaw's death. She showed true talent but was unsure if Moonblaze would accept her.
When her sixth moon came, Fadingpaw became a warrior apprentice under Riverfang. She was happy to have the tom as a mentor since he had become like a fatherly-figure to her and she looked up to him. She tried her best during training but could never really get into fighting. She loved hunting but couldn't bring herself to hurt another cat. It seemed wrong to her. So, about a moon into her training, she spoke to her mentor and moonblaze and quickly became Stormclan's medicine cat apprentice. She trained hard under Moonblaze until she recieved her full name four moons ago. During her time as a medicine cat, she has developed an odd friendship with NightClan's medicine cat, Hauntedheart. Despite her hatred toward Nightclan, Fadinghorizon admires the she-cat and looks up to her. She doesn't understand why the wise medicine cat would want to pay so much attention to her but Fadinghorizon doesn't mind. She appricaites the medicine cat's friendship and often seeks her for advice if Moonblaze cna't provide an answer. 
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 2:34 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Twisterkit.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm Newborn...either that, or has yet to be born....
I'm a kit.
My kin include Thunderflight [dame], Whisperblade [father], Blizzardkit [brother], Hurricanekit [sister], Tempestkit [sister].. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
~ Scratching things
~ Poking things/cats
~ Beetles
~ Small things that roll [like those weird bugs that coil up when you poke them, acorns, mossballs, etc.]
~ My father. I especially look up to him.
~ Windy days
~ Running around
~ Seeing things
~ Talking, even if it's to strangers
My least favorite things...
~ Complainers
And, my fears.
~ The dark
~ Neat things . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Twisterkit is a mild-mannered kit who is easy to get along with as long as you don't annoy her. She can get offended pretty easily and she's seriously, SERIOUSLY afraid of the dark. When it's dark, she'll cling onto anything that's close, even if that thing is a cat. She also has quite the daddy complex..... ^^;
Twisterkit lives up to her name pretty well. She's a total klutz and is an accident waiting to happen. If there were a way to trip on air, she would be the first to find it.
Another one of her quirks is that she has that also allows her name to suit her is that she is afraid of neat, or perfect things. For some reason, they make her nervous. If it seems too perfect or nice, she'll destroy it. In the winters, she can be seen stomping through freshly fallen snow. After it rains, she'll walk around the camp to calm puddles and intentionally step into them to make the water ripple. There's no explanation for this, she just does it. [this is the main reason why her fur is always a mess.]
It's what I am, like it or not.
Twisterkit has fur that is darker than the night sky itself. She has pale blue eyes, a less vibrant color than her mother's. Her fur is fluffy and is usually unkempt, most of it sticking out in odd directions, which earned her the name 'Twisterkit', since she looks so windblown. Surrounding her pale blue eyes is a large patch of white that could be described as a 'mask'. Her whiskers are shorter than normal and are dappled white and black at the ends. Her tail is fluffy and is messy, so it always seems like it's bristling.
My history, don't go poking around!
Awm, I could go into the details of Twisterkit's adventures inside Thunderflight's womb, but I don't think you want to hear about it. ^^;
Well, I suppose I should mention that she was born to the deputy of StormClan, Thunderflight, and a ninja-cat named Whisperblade.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 2:39 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Peachkit>Peach>Peachpaw>Peachburst.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 9 moons.
I'm an Apprentice.
My kin include Amber/paw (Sister) , Hollybreeze (Mother) , Hawkstorm (Father; Deceased). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
> Momma
> Amber/paw
> Water
> Getting wet
> Thunderstorms
> Daddy
> Friends
> Fish
> Stormclan
> Rain
My least favorite things...
< Dry stuff
< Rude cats
< Meanies
< Any illness
< Thinking about my father
< Catnappers
And, my fears.
^ Dying, of course
^ The Dark Forest
^ Being alone . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Even though Amber/paw is my twin and we look alike, we act differently. I'm a bit more calm and collected, unlike Amber/paw. She's the bouncy kit, with a bunch of energy inside of her. Not me, well, at times I can be like her. I'm a bit different in liking to, I'm in love with water, rain, thunderstorms, and fish. I know it might seem like I'm a Seaclan cat, but I'm not. Anyway, I like going out on adventures, but I learned my lesson about too much of them.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I look exactly like my sister, Amber/paw. I am a chocolate brown she-cat with tabby markings going around my slender body. I have the build of my father, quite large actually. My eyes are hazel, though they might not look like it. They are hazel, I got them from my father. My paws and muzzle are white like my mother. I am blind in my left eye from the twolegs.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born into Stormclan to two proud warriors, Hollybreeze and Hawkstorm along with my twin sister Amber/paw. At about one moon old, I convinced Amber/paw to play outside of camp. Before we knew it, twolegs had captured them. Before they put us inside of the monster, I saw my daddy fighting to safe us. He died, though. I was always closer to my father than my mother, we had a strong connection. Anyway, the twolegs took us away and far. We were thrown onto a big, flying monster that took us to a place with this big, pointy thingy (Eiffel Tower). We didn't stay for long though, the twolegs took us to many different places in the foreign place. The twolegs made a bad mistake of taking us close to our home. We tried to escape, but the twolegs caught us. I fought to protect my sister and got a nasty wound. One of the cat nappers jabbed her eye with a stick and she was blind in her left eye forever. I fought bravely though and the twolegs let us go. My sister and I found our way back to Stormclan by instinct. Our mother spotted us returning home and welcomed us right away.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 2:40 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Softspirit.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 18 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Fawncloud(Mother ,deceased), Shadeheart (Father, deceased), Skypaw(Sister, deceased). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
○StormClan
○My family
○My friends
○Thunderstorms
My least favorite things...
○Twolegs
○Thunderpath
○Blood being spilled for no reason.
And, my fears.
○Monsters
○Dogs
○Losing my friends and family. . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Softpaw is an energetic and loyal cat. She'd be willing to give her life for her Clan, and she intends to serve her Clan to the fullest. She can be serious at times. She intends to not stop until she gets it right. Softpaw likes to joke around a lot with her friends. She grew independent at a young age and she still is.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Softpaw is a light gray she-cat. Her eyes are a light blue, much like the sky. She has a good build for fights, not too big and not too small. Softpaw is more on the chubby side than the skinny side, but only by a little. When she gets angry, her eyes can change into a dark sky blue.
My history, don't go poking around!
Softpaw was born with no siblings, an only kit. Her mother, Fawncloud fussed over her, but Softpaw grew independent. She always went to play with the other kits, and when she went back into the nursery, she would always be a dark gray cat. When she reached six moons she became and apprentice. Her mentor was Thunderflight. When she started training, she was ecstatic. Thunderflight was an amazing mentor, growing close with her.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 4:03 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Thunderflight.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 36 moons.
I'm deputy and don't forget it!
My kin include Hurricanekit, Twisterkit, Tempestkit, and Hurricanekit (children), and my father, Thor (rogue).. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
^^ My kittens
^^ Storms
^^ Silverstar, Whisperblade, Moonblaze, and all my Clanmates!
^^ The forest
^^ Fighting and hunting
^^ PeaceMy least favorite things...
>> Leafbare
>> Chaos
>> Despair
>> NightClan
>> Hawkblaze
And, my fears.
vv Death
vv Lightning
vv Twolegs
vv Falling in love too many times.... : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Kind and generous, I have always held a soft spot for kittens. I often befriends the kittens in the nursery, remaining their friends through their warriorship. I am often cheerful, but sometimes I can fall into a sad mood when I think of friends I have lost. I have a quick response to bad situations and a natural air of leadership. I try not to make any enemies, and therefore have many friends. I only want the best for my Clan!
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a jet-black she-cat with deep sapphire eyes. My fur is thick and heavy, making my already large build seem even larger. It is also sleek and naturally soft. I have had time to groom it often, but usually it is slightly unkempt. My claws are jet black, my nose is black, and my whiskers are black; I really am a black cat!
My history, don't go poking around!
My mother, Noor, belonged to a band of traveling cats. My father, Thor, a rogue from across oceans, fell in love with her and had a secret affair with her. She became pregnant with me and my siblings. The band rejoiced, thinking that the mate she had been destined at birth to be paired with, Sol, was the father. However, Sol knew she had an affair, for he had yet to mate with her as she rejected his affections. He kept silent, willing her to be happy, but the band found out through a spy on the day my siblings and I were born that we were not Sol's. Their code of punishment for adultery was death for all those involved. My mother had just finished kitting in a secret grove with Thor when Sol arrived, out of breath, and warned them wildly that the band had discovered their secret and were hunting us down. They would kill Noor, Thor, and all of the kittens born to such a sin.
Noor had known this would be the punishment and planned to run off with Thor that night (after moons of uncertainty and unwillingness to leave her people), but it was too late-the band had caught their scent and would kill them on-sight.
Frantically, Thor suggested they split up, each three cat carrying two kittens (for there were six of us), but the band erupted from the shadows at that moment. Sol distracted the first wave while my parents gathered us. Thor managed to grab my brother before he was forced to flee.
Two of my siblings were murdered there in that instant by Noor's own father. Moved into action by this twisted betrayal, my mother somehow managed to grab the remaining three of us and fled. A massive storm erupted, the most horrible I can remember. It raged for the three sunrises we ran, fleeing from the skilled trackers sent to kill us. We were saved only by the water that washed away our scent. However, the trackers were very skilled, and still managed to remain on our trail.
The final battle happened in a grove uncannily close to StormClan land. My mother was herding us forward, the trackers hot on our heels, when we found, to our horror, that our path was blocked by a swollen stream raging with water as the storm poured on. The trackers closed in on us when a thick bolt of bright blue lightning flashed and struck the ground, electricuting everyone there through the sleek water coating the stony ground. I blacked out with the scent of burning flesh tingling in my nose...
...and I awoke there in the grove, the sun shining through bleak clouds The storm was finally over. There were charred bodies laying all around me, even my mother's with two tiny ones next to her.
That is where Silverstar found me- shivering, cold, and completely unharmed by the lightning. They buried my mother and two siblings in that grove, and I visit them sometimes.
I became Silverstar's apprentice, my violent birthhood memories fading in the light of this new world. I regarded Silverstar as my mother, and perhaps she saw me as a daughter. I soon befriended Moonpaw and Sunpaw, fellow apprentices who were very kind to me. I grew affections for Hawkpaw, but so did Moonpaw, and I secretly feared he grew feelings for her as well. Moonpaw became medicine cat apprentice and soon became Moonblaze. I had hoped that would fortify my chances with Hawkpaw, but he still seemed ever-reluctant and distant from me. I even went on the journey for the Madness cure with him, and we grew closer, yet I still felt as if my affections were unreturned...
As moons went by and Hawkpaw and Moonpaw became Hawkblaze and Moonblaze, I began to grow desperate. I loved Hawkblaze, and he sometimes returned my affections with a wink or a lick on the cheek, but never gave me word of his love. So I confessed to him, and he said he needed time. So I waited. Moons. And he never responded, never said yes or no to me...
So I began to hate him, slowly. Not hatred of character, rather hatred of spite. I still loved him so desperately, but he broke my heart. Saying nothing was worse than saying no; I was not even worth his time.
So I went on with my life, or tried to anyway. Moonblaze and I remained good friends. My apprentice Softpaw became Softspirit. And then I met Whisperblade, the NightClan rogue.
He had washed up in a frozen lake, breaking through the ice. I fished him from the water and fell instantly in love with his queer smile- much like my senseless love for Hawkblaze.
But Whisperblade had another lover- Thunderclaw. I did not understand it- the way he described her was strange. She looked just like me, except much smaller and with yellow eyes. As I got to know him as he appeared in and out of StormClan, living in the Forest Outskirts and coming to StormClan's aid when we needed him, I fell more in love with him.
Then came the day when he reunited with Thunderclaw-and she confessed. She had tried to kill him by pushing him in the river, afraid he would kill her if he found out about her secret affair with a cat from another Clan. He tried to forgive her but she rejected him, and he tripped into a foxtrap trying to follow her. I heard his yowls and rescued him, watching him as he healed in the StormClan nursery as our half-prisoner, guard and all.
Once Cindermoon died during the Star Slayer battle I was named deputy, and Silverstar agreed to allow him to become our warrior. I confessed my love for him that day, and he accepted me lovingly. I never regret it.
We have four beautiful kits now, and all seem right.
Except...I can't help but wonder why I still feel something, this old...love...
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