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 Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 9:36 am
 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. (We post them here ourselves, don't worry). You are like your ancestors, ThunderClan. You are noble and kind.
Our leader is Silverstar.
Our deputy is Thunderflight.
Our medicine cat is Moonblaze.
Our medicine cat apprentice is Fadinghorizon (technically).Welcome to our Clan!( If you ever need to add information to these, such as name changes, ask your Clan Moderator to edit it for you.
The StormClan Moderator is Leopardstreak.
The StC Mod Assistant is XNekoponX )
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 9:56 am
Owner: Leopardstreak  . : About Me : . My name is Silverstar.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 56 moons old.
I'm a leader.
My kin include Dawnthistle {sister}, Crystaldream {mother, StarClan}, Casanova {Father, deceased}. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
+ StormClan!
+ Thunderflight
+ Cindermoon
+ ALL her Clanmates
+ StarClan
+ Peace
+ Greenleaf
+ Newleaf
+ Hunting
+ Performing warrior & apprentice ceremonies
+ Prosperous leadership
My least favorite things...
- War
- Unhappy Clanmates
- Deaths
- Abuse of power
- Breaking of the warrior code
- Disobeying of her orders
- Battles
- Star Slayers!
And, my fears.
x Losing her Clanmates
x Losing her Clanmates' faith
x Not fulfilling her role as leader
x Failing her Clan . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Silverstar is a very fair and wise leader. But she wasn't just born that way. She has seen deaths, battles, warrior ceremonies, Gatherings, terrifying obstacles, and of course, new life. She has been shifted and molded into the leader she is through infinite ordeals. She is very fair and looks at both sides of a story before making any decision. She prefers peace, and would much rather talk rationally with an enemy than put her Clanmates at risk in a war. Her leadership has become known throughout the Clans, and she is the second oldest leader, next to Moss-star. Though she is very rational and wise in dealings,put her in a battle and she is one of the fiercest and most dangerous cats around. She protects her Clan like a mother protects her kits. She wouldn't hesitate less than a heartbeat to protect a comrade, even if the odds were stacked against her. Silverstar is an ideal leader to lead StormClan, and will lead her Clan to greatness.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Silverstar is a slender silver she-cat with piercing emerald green eyes. Her pelt is long and whispy, and rustles when she walks. Her ears are large and wide, and tufts of silver fur reside at the top of her ears. She has very keen hearing. Her eyes are a deep green and always alert and attentive, but are usually soft. When she is angry, however, they can become as hard as stone, and her voice will drip icy calmness. Luckily, she rarely becomes angry! Her tail is long and also long furred, which can also be taken as the perfect kit toy! She has long, slender white claws, that, though the look thin, are devastatingly sharp. Her whiskers are long and elegant, a pearly white color. She is quite agile. Her legs are long and well muscled, but they are nothing in comparison to a stout tom. However, she is flexible and quick. She may not be the strongest cat in the Clans, but she is definitely a worthy opponent in battle.
My history, don't go poking around!
Silverstar was born outside the Clans in a grimy swamp near the Twolegplace. Her mother was actually the deputy of StormClan, underneath Fernstar. Crystaldream didn't know whether she was breaking the warrior code because of the circumstances. When she had fallen in love with her mate, then called Casanova, he was a StormClan warrior named Moonfrost. Moonfrost left StormClan after a vicious rumor caused all the cats to hate him- all except Crystaldream. He lef the Clan and renamed himself Casanova. Crystaldream was heartbroken. She followed the scent trail of her mate and began to meet up with him, unsure of herself. She was vigilant with her meetings, and soon found she was pregnant with his kits. Surely no one would accept a pregnant deputy! Crystaldream was forced to resign to the nursery and give up her position. Many cats were suspicious. Crystaldream snuck out one night to meet up with Casanova, and that was the night she kitted. Casanova was by her side the whole time, eagerly waiting for his kits. The kitting was very hard for the StormClan queen, and she unfortunately went on to StarClan that night. She only had one kit: a silver she-cat that had her mother's green eyes and her father's silver fur.
She was named Silver. Silver was taught the way of the warrior by her father, because he knew that that was what her mother would have wanted. But as Silver grew and excelled at hunting and fighting, Casanova grew older and bitter. He began snapping at her for the smallest things, like a mouse being too dirty when Silver brought it back. Silver began to fear her father as he began to get more violent; if something was the tiniest bit wrong with a piece of fresh-kill, he would shred it and throw it back at his daughter. The final straw was when Silver was only able to find a mouse and a rabbit during leafbare, and they were skinny. At that, Casanova leapt at Silver and tried to attack her because of her "failure". Silver, being younger and more agile, easily fought back but didn't want to hurt her father. After he was flung back into the den, he spat at her and accused her of being "too much like her mother", which dug deep into Silver because she never knew her mother. That night, Silver ran away. She remembered some of the stories of the Clans that her father told her- before he went mad. Silver traveled not too long before she stumbled upon StormClan. She could barely recognize the scent, which over the moons Silver never forgot the scent of her mother.
Silver was warily accepted into camp, but all cats were uncomfortable around her. Except for one. Amberdusk was a newly made warrior, with bright blue eyes and an auburn colored coat. Amberdusk was Silver's first friend. Silver was made the apprentice of the leader at the time, Snowstar. Snowstar took Silver under her wing and taught her about the warrior code and the Clans, because Silver had gotten a looksee about the code and fighting and hunting from her father. Snowstar and Peachblossom were impressed by Silver's abilities, and soon she was named Silverfeather, warrior of StormClan.
Silverfeather grew to be loved by all her Clanmates. She was always the first one to offer help, go on patrols, and take care of the queens and elders. She soon became one of Snowstar's trusted advisors. Snowstar's deputy, Peachblossom, also trusted Silverfeather's judgement. Silverfeather was one of Snowstar's and Peachblossom's confidalites, much to the surprise of most of her Clanmates.
But every story has an ending. Silverfeather's first battle was also the worst day of her life. It was a bloody battle against NightClan for the snow-capped hills the ridged between the two territories. Silverfeather, Peachblossom, Amberdusk, and Snowstar were all in the leading patrol of the battle on StormClan's side. The two Clans clashed violently, with many casualties on both sides. Peachblossom was killed by a black tom with a crazed look. With a lion-like roar, Silverfeather attacked him and left many, many deep wounds. But, mercifully, she let him go back to NightClan after she had fought him in front of Peachblossom's dead body. Silverfeather was trying to defend her Clan to the best ability she could, but the attack was too big. Silverfeather also lost her first friend, Amberdusk, to the deputy of NightClan. As the end of the battle neared, Silverfeather heard a loud cry emit from above her. Entangled above on the rocks, Snowstar and the leader of NightClan were locked in battle. NightClan's leader landed a lethal blow to Snowstar's chest, and the white leader fell. With her last breath, Snowstar shouted out among the battle, "In the name of StarClan, I name Silverfeather the new deputy of StormClan in front of the StormClan and NightClan as a whole! Let her name be heard and approved by StarClan and the spirit of Peachblossom!" And, with that, Snowstar was joined with StarClan.
Silverfeather was shocked. The battle then ended, with NightClan's leader calling to retreat, and StormClan looking to Silverfeather. The silver she-cat was frozen and numb as she gathered the bodies of her leader, her deputy, and her best friend and trudged back to camp. Silverfeather mourned the losses deeply, and her Clanmates were there for her. Silverfeather was made Silverstar two sunrises after that, being blessed with lives from Peachblossom, Snowstar, Amberdusk, and her mother. She vowed to be the best leader she could, to always put her Clanmates first. From then on, her vow has been proven true. She led her Clan safely through many seasons, many battles, and through many struggles; good times and bad. She has always felt close to StarClan; yet she never saw her father again.
After many safe moons of leading StormClan, Silverstar enjoyed a happy matehood with Icefur,and a period of peace among the Clans. However, nothing ever lasts long. The ominous prophecy of the Star Slayers darkened StormClan's future and Silverstar's leadership.
StormClan faced a dark time as a new flower grew among the forest floor, alluring to kits with its sweet smell. When a cat consumed this particular plant, he or she fell into a perpetual nightmare and could not wake up to eat or drink. Cats were tended to in the medicine den, and Silverstar led a large patrol made up of all four Clans to find the cure to this deadly flower. They traveled for at least a moon, and finally found it, but had to fight the Star Slayers to get it. Silverstar lost a life in this battle. They won, however, and brought back plenty of the cure for all the Clans.
When The Madness hit, Silverstar was forced to take the life of her own mate to protect her Clanmates. That shattered her heart completely, and StormClan lost many good warriors due to it. Redkit was killed in the NightClan camp (how he got there, StarClan knows) due to it, and many more innocent lives were lost. Two NightClan kits stumbled upon the cure for this, and it was distributed to the Clans.
Silverstar also lost lives during the battles with the wolverine that tormented her Clan, and also lost a life due to greencough during a hard leaf-bare. She also lost a life during the final battle with the Star Slayers at a Gathering. Silverstar has four lives remaining.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 9:58 am
Owner: Winged Timberwolf  . : 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 Lightningkit, Twisterkit, Tempestkit, and Blizzardkit (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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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 9:58 am
Owner: XNekoponX  . : About Me : . My name is Moonblaze.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 30 moons old.
I'm the Medicine cat.
My kin include Sandhaze((Unknown;Deceased;Father)), Mistywing((Deceased;Mother)), Skywhisker and Dawnpaw((Cousins)).
My apprentice is Fadinghorizon.
My BreezeClan apprentice is Mosspaw. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
♥ Being a Medicine Cat and everything in the role~
♥ Herbs/Nature and everything in it
♥ 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
♥ Kits
♥ Helping others
♥ Sleep/Dreaming
♥ Hawkblaze... o///o I know it's wrong but...our love is innocent...
My least favorite things...
♦ Water
♦ Rude, mean, or ungrateful cats
♦ Stress
♦ Bad weather
♦ Being dirty/dirt itself *She's a bit of a neat freak*
♦ Bad Omens/Dreams
And, my fears.
♣ Heights
♣ Thunder storms/Lightning
♣ Being utterly useless/helpless
♣ Drowning
♣ Displeasing StarClan
♣ The fall of StormClan
♣ The death of my loved ones
♣ Failing as a Medicine Cat/Losing my role
♣ Being punished for loving Hawkblaze... . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Sympathetic, serious at her job, brave, graceful, intelligent, gentle, kind and quiet, she 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. But, she's quite wise, amazingly intelligent, and acts out like a cat far beyond her years. 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.
As a Medicine Cat, Moonblaze is rather skilled at her job, being gifted with these abilities that she gratefully appreciates. She is very kind and gentle to her clanmates and patients, and will help anyone in need, no matter who you are. She will always do her very best in anything she does too. Also, just so you know, she won't judge you for anything at all, she's very understanding. Moonblaze believes life is precious and anyone injured should receive help. It's just the way she is, honestly. She does have quite the stubborn flare, and will refuse to lose in an argument. She's very determined and will put her thoughts down firmly, not waiting to here something unreasonable, believing her judgement is how things shall go for things like healing others or cats believing they are fit when she believes they are not. It's really no use arguing with this medicine cat, you won't win, without a fight at least.
Other than that, Moonblaze is a very elegant and well-mannered she-cat. Everything about her seems soft-spoken and wise. Her attentive, reserved, and perceptive, thinking before she acts, makes her quite the respected she-cat. She will glady give advice to others and help anyone out with a problem and such. This motherly she-cat lives to help. Though she is a medicine-cat and is very/fiercely loyal and dedicated to both StarClan and her clan, she will not hesitate to do what she needs to do to help her clanmates.
A personal vow she made ever since she was a kit, was to help any cat in need, no matter what. She has kept to that vow, even now.
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 very small build and a light frame, smaller then most cats, but her legs slender and dainty. 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 pure, mark-less, frosty white she-cat with a longer than average tail. Her luminous fur is velvet soft and seems to have a silvery tint to it, making her very silvery white, especially in the moonlight, or just when the light hits it right, she will light up like a silver star or an angelic form. Her body is very small compared to most cats, but she is overall lithe and sleek, her slender body adding to her elegance. Though she is beautiful, she doesn't think of it as anything, she's a medicine cat, not some vain she-cat who wants toms. Though she is quite the eye-catcher that no one can have. Moonblaze has earth shattering crystal blue eyes that seem to be every shade of blue, her best feature, if anything. Yes, two pools of icy blue, clear as a cloudless sky. It brings out her seemingly boring pallet of color. Her nose is a soft distinct pink, her paw pads matching her nose. She's obviously not built for fighting. She's more of one for gracefulness.
My history, don't go poking around!
Born to Stormclan, Moonkit was always a kind, playful, energetic, and compassionate kitten. Your average kit really. Moonkit had three other siblings, all being still-born. They say Moonkit was very lucky to have made it at all, being so small and fragile. She lost her mother during the kitting, having died as she delivered 2 dead kits and a little pitiful white she-kit, and her father, she never knew. Moonkit seemed to be touched by StarClan as she lived, even in such a dire state. She had wanted to become closer with StarClan, and become the next Medicine Cat, driven to meet her mother again and help any cat in need so no one had to suffer loss. Being very determined and easily became the next Medicine cat apprentice, with her enchanting way with herbs and StarClan. Moonpaw faced many trials in her life that some may never face. But, she developed a beautiful friendship with Thunderflight and a love for Hawkblaze. Thunderflight and Moonblaze both fell for the tom, but in the end, Hawkblaze edged more to Moonblaze. Their friendship still strives though, between the 2 she-cats. But, there isn't a day Moonblaze wonders if she had chosen a different path, to be with Hawkblaze and raise a family together. But, alas, she knows it wasn't meant to be, no matter how much she wills differently, as her destiny is the path of mysteries for only a medicine-cat to endure, no matter what. 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 former apprentice, now fellow medicine-cat, Fadinghorizon.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:00 am
Owner: Memories in the Mist  . : 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: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:01 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:02 am
Owner: Timecraze  . : About Me : . My name is Burrpelt.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm thirty two moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Oaktail, Whiteface and Moosepelt (all desceased.). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- my kits
- warmth
- newleaf
- other cats in general
- hunting
- my brother's memory
- Skywhisker
- the stars
- birds
My least favorite things...
- the cold
- being alone
- pain
- disappointment
- not being able to hunt
- fighting
- being emotional
- death of clanmates
And, my fears.
- loosing my family
- dying
- wolverines . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Usually, I'm a very social and kind cat. I love to talk to others. I can be very trusting of others, and often think the best of them. They are my clanmates, after all. I tend to avoid drama as best as I can. It kind of stresses me out and I'm kind of easy to stress out. As a matter of fact, I'm easy to upset, please, or amuse. I'm emotional, and show it freely. At least, it's unintentional.
Sometimes I question myself and other things, kind of like an internal conflict. It seems like I'm a downer at times, but I'm really just trying to figure out the entire situation. This is why I tend to avoid sticky messes as best as I can. I try and please as best as I can, even if it isn't in the slightest way beneficial or important to me. But if it makes others happy, I'll try my best.
When it comes to things important to me, I'll protect them with my life. I'm a loving tom, and enjoy spending time with my mate and kits. I love them more than anything in the world. I act just like a father now, kind of a little more grumpy too. Years and battles change you, and I don't act as young anymore. Though, I'm not that old just yet.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a broad shouldered and muscular cat. Lots of training, fighting, and hunting have ensured that. I have thicker claws than most other cats, which is both good and bad. It's easier to defend my self, but sometimes accidents happen. I sometimes underestimate my strength. My pelt is a light brown color with white, golden, and darker brown stripes. My eyes are are a deep green color.
Over the last year or so, I've earned a few battle scars. My most prominent ones are the one across my nose, cheek, and the longer one across my left thigh. The scar on my thigh was earned from the wolverine attack and it took a lot of time to heal. Every now and then it causes some pain and if I overexert myself, the medicine cat says I might end up crippling myself.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born in Stormclan, obviously. When I was born, I was the strongest of the litter, even though my brother, Oaktail, was much bigger. During my kithood, my brother and I were really close. We always got into trouble when we were younger. Oaktail was the mischevious one and always suckered me in to doing things with him. I was the smarter one who got us out of the trouble with a little quick thinking. We were pretty much the perfect trouble-making team.
When I was apprenticed, my father became my mentor. I was a diligent apprentice, but still liked to goof off with my brother. Sometimes our mentors didn't like it, but it was kind of hard to seperate us. We were always together. On my last hunt as an apprentice, Moosepelt and I were attacked by a fox. Moosepelt was killed during the fight by protecting me. Soon after, my mother, Whiteface, disappeared from the Clan. Oaktail and I never saw her again.
When I got older, I started becoming interested in she-cats. At first I though I liked a she-cat named Featherheart. She was so quiet and easy to talk to. Plus, she was pretty. But she seemed uncomfortable around me. She introduced me to another she-cat named Skywhisker, who was one of her friends. We sort of bonded over a hunting patrol and even though we hit a rough patch at one time, it was quickly smoothed over. Soon after, we confessed our feelings and became mates.
On the night the Gathering was attacked by the beasts, my best friend -- my brother, Oaktail, was killed by a wolverine named Tempest. I took it very hard. My life has been devestated by the death of my family. Now, I see Skywhisker as my only family, and I'll never let anything happen to her.
We eventually had three kits together; Glimmerkit, Squirrelkit, and Brisk-kit. They're my pride and joy. I've become a little distant lately, often out of camp for patrol, hunting, or just going to dirt place. I'm not sure why. I think I'm still taking Oaktail's death pretty hard. And lately, the Clan's been in disarray. Like I said, I'm very emotional. It's easy to upset me. But after seeing my kits get apprenticed, I'm leaving that side of me behind me and devoting every fiber in my being to my family and Clan; and also to a more positive outlook on the future.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:04 am
Owner: Memories in the Mist  . : 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), Lightningkit 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 Lightningkit, 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: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:06 am
Owner: xXAnachronIsmEpsIceXx  . : 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: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:07 am
Owner: xXAnachronIsmEpsIceXx  . : 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], Lightningkit [brother], 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: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:10 am
Owner: i_RuLe_CuPcAkEs  . : 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: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:11 am
Owner: Music--n--Love--4-Life  . : About Me : .My name is Featherɧeart.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 31 Moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include No one, unless someone wants to.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
ღ Kits
ღ Running
ღ Hunting
ღ Friends
ღ Mate (when she gets one anyways)
ღ Lustregaze ((like a friend))
ღ Oaktail (deceased)
My least favorite things...
✖ Kits/any cat getting terribly hurt
✖ Not being able to run
✖ Mean Cats
✖ Feeling lonely
✖ Being in an overly crowded place.
And, my fears.
✖ ! Cat's, especially kits, getting hurt.
✖ ! Feeling very, very alone . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Featherɧeart is a really sweet cat. She is normally soft and quiet. The ginger warrior is normally, not to sure of herself. Despite her soft-looking appearance and build, she is capable of being tough. Featherɧeart is very protective of those she cares about. She is very loyal to her clan and friends.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Featherɧeart is a soft, ginger she-cat with pale blue eyes. She has a few white sploches here and there. She has a mark that looks like an 'M' on her forehead. Featherɧeart has a long, slender body. and a long tail.
My history, don't go poking around!
Featherɧeart let a normal kithood and a normal apprenticeship. Though, all her life, Featherɧeart hasn't thought that she's the most beautiful she-cat. She constantly compares herself to others like Skywisker. As a kit, she thought no one wanted to play with her because she wasn't pretty enough. As an apprentice she hid herself in her duties, she thought that she wouldn't become a warrior because she wasn't beautiful. But, much to her surprise, she did, now Featherɧeart is a warrior, and still thinks she's not beautiful. The ginger warrior keeps to herself a lot so she doesn't have many friends, other than Skywisker, Burrpelt... Dawnpaw and a few others whom she's not terribly close with. Featherɧeart's scared of falling for a cat, because she doesn't want someone to meow her fear. That she is in fact not a pretty she-cat. But she is a remarkable warrior, Featherɧeart adores kits, and is very protective of them, even if they're not hers. She loves playing with them.
For the longest time, Featherɧeart kept to herself and all that. Then Skywisker reached out to her and they became friends.
Then, when she met Burrpelt, she thought she was falling for him. But, since she figured he wouldn't like her because she wasn't beautiful, she introduced him to Skywisker, and the two hit it off right away.
So, now lonely again, she kept to herself once more. But then she met Burrpelt's brother Oaktail, and she started falling for him. But she decided to just be his friend. The two became really close, and he told her things that he's told no one. Then... That awful night, at the gathering. Her beloved Oaktail died in that battle. She is devastated and is, now, once again, keeping to herself.
Maybe, just maybe. Oaktail, now in Starclan, would maybe lead some tom to her. If she's lucky.
Now, she is a lot better. Featherɧeart doesn't look down on herself as much anymore. She still does sometimes, but then, old habits are hard to break, no? Right now, she isn't terribly interested in having a mate. This ginger warrior is content with just having a lot of friends. When Skywisker found out she was with kits, she asked Featherɧeart if she would be one of the aunts. At first, she said no. But Skywisker insisted and absolutely refused to take no for an answer. So now, she will be an aunt to Skywisker's kits, once they are born.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:13 am
Owner: Music--n--Love--4-Life  . : About Me : .My name is Rustdawn.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 16 Moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Sweetlaurel (sister), Emberblaze (brother), Dawnthistle (momma), Lustregaze (brother from another litter).. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
ღ Family
ღ Stormclan
ღ Skywhisker
ღ Exploring
ღ Hunting
ღ His sister (he's protective of her)
My least favorite things...
* Being misunderstood
* Being lost
* Bossy Cats
And, my fears.
✖✖ Sweetkit getting hurt
✖✖ Not being loved
✖✖ Getting lost . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Rustdawn is very energetic, or, can be. Usually though, he is calm and thoughtful, thinking things through. He loves to help his clan. That's something he's loved doing ever since he was a kit and Thunderflight had to stop him from battling with the badger things. Rustdawn loves his sister very much and is pretty protective of her. He has a capability of being wise.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Rustdawn is a brown tabby tom. He has a white chest and piercing blue eyes. His front two paws are a brown, and his back two paws are white. As is the very tip of his tail. He has a semi-muscular built and is swift on his paws. Rustdawn is bigger than his sister, but a little smaller than his brother.
My history, don't go poking around!
Rustkit was born to Dawnthisle after Lusterpaw's apprentice ceremony with his two siblings, Sweetkit and Emberkit.
Rustkit was romping around with Ravenkit when all of a sudden these beasts attacked the camp. Rustkit wanted to help, but he followed Burrpelt and began with protecting all the nursery cats. Then, kept finding his way back to the creatures. It was like he was meant to fight! But, Thunderflight kept scolding him and making him go back to the nursery cats up on that ledge.
Now that he's a warrior, Rustdawn is beginning to see what Thunderflight was getting at when she kept scolding him for finding his way back to the creatures. Rustdawn had a great mentor and he has grown close with Dawnsky, her actually being, not that much older than him. Which surprised him. He figured she was moons older, but, he was wrong. Him and Dawnsky are good friends.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:17 am
Owner: KittySongLUVsJONASBoys  . : About Me : .My name is Skywisker.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 26 Moons.
I'm a Queen.
My kin include Brightheart (grandmother), Dawnsky (sister from another litter.)
Moonblaze (cousin), Cloudfur (unknown Seaclan brother),
Glimmerkit, Squirrelkit, Brisk-kit -> The kits are born after the time skip.
and...... Burrpelt my mate.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
✖ Ӄits
✖ Nature
✖ Hunting
✖ Trees
✖ Peace
✖ Friends
✖ Burrpelt (her mate)
✖ Dawnsky, her sister.
✖ Featherheart
My least favorite things...
✖ Twolegs
✖ Mean cats
....
And, my fears.
✖ dogs (sorta)
✖ feeling utterly alone (like there's no where to turn) . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Skywisker a sweet, thoughtful cat. She is a great friend and she is trustworthy. Skywisker is a dreamer, her mind may wander but she is a loyal clan cat at heart.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Skywisker is a snowy-white cat with one blue and one green eye. She may look smaller than normal but she's built. Skywisker isn't the best fighter. But she is a skilled hunter. She almost never fails to bring back prey.
My history, don't go poking around!
Skywisker was always the quiet Ӄit, she tended to stick close to her mother. Her mother and father decided to name her Skykit.
Before her mother died. She had asked the leader, if she would name her dear snow-kit, Skywisker. Her mother had said this.
"--star, please. I know it's not normal. But please name my wonderful
snow-kit, Skywisker. I am POSITIVE, that even when times are tough,
like the stars in the sky, she will feel Starclan from the tip of her tail to the ends of her whiskers..."
Skykit heard many stories of Brightheart, and dreamed of what it'd be like to have met her, she listened in awe. Skywisker's dad died a bit after she was born. And then her mom died while giving birth to Dawnpaw, when Skywisker was known as Skypaw. Skywisker and Dawnpaw share the same mom, but have different dad's. Skywisker absolutely adores Ӄits and hopes to have her own someday. She's usually cheerful and sweet, she's hardly ever angry, she'll only be angry if she has a good reason to be. And she is willing to do almost anything. If you can't find her looking at the Ӄits, she's probably hunting.She is a very sweet and kind cat.
She met Burrpelt, thanks to Featherheart, and they bonded while they were hunting, something which they both love. Skywisker loves it more, I think. They had gone through quite a rough and awkward stage. But they worked through that. Now they are mates, and she plans on always being there for him.
Skywisker almost got herself stuck underwater at the gathering battle. But she was alright, only big injuries being her scar reopening and a small chill.
Now, a number of moons later, she is pregnant with Burrpelt's kits and almost due for birthing.
She is the mother of Burrpelt's kits. Glimmerkit, Squirrelkit and Brisk-kit
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:21 am
Owner: KittySongLUVsJONASBoys  . : About Me : .My name is Dawnsky.
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 Brightheart (great-grandmamma from their mom's side), Skywisker (sister, they have the same mom),
Whitestorm (great-great-grandpapa from her dad's side), Moonblaze (cousin).. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
[ʢʡ] Stormclan
[ʢʡ] Climbing
[ʢʡ] Dawn
[ʢʡ] Doves
[ʢʡ] Rolling around
My least favorite things...
[✂] Large crowds
[✂] Death
[✂] Violence/Fighting
And, my fears.
[¤] Death (not really, she's not scared of Starclan)
[¤] Dogs
[¤] Twolegs . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Dawnsky is very small. She sometimes seems wise for her age. She admires Silverstar but has no dreams of becoming leader. Dawnsky is very sweet but also very protective. She is quick to think and slow to do things she's not sure of, most of the time. Dawnsky is slow to become angry. She usually thinks things through before doing anything. Dawnsky is usually very, very cheerful and bouncy.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Dawnpaw is a very small she-cat. She is a pure white she-cat and has bi-colored eyes. Her left being Hazel, like her dads, and her right blue, like her and Skywisker's mom. Dawnsky has a long tail and is swift on her paws. She uses her small size to her advantage.
My history, don't go poking around!
Dawnsky was a quiet kit, and was still pretty quiet as an apprentice, sometimes. She thinks things through. Dawnsky is a good listener, just not that great at staying still. She sometimes dreams of her great-great grand-dad Whitestorm . Dawnsky has one sister (kind of) Skywhisker. They share the same mom. But Dawnsky's dad was a descendant of Whitestorm. So Dawnpaw is a descendant of Whitestorm and Brightheart. While Skywhisker only of Brightheart.
Now, she isn't quiet anymore. She is very energetic and bubbly. She was in her first fight at the gathering. And experience her first death....
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