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 Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 6:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 7:08 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Serpentfang.
She proud member of BreezeClan.
Serpentfang is a she-cat, Serpentfang should know.
She idk .__. .
She is a warrior.
Her kin are Saber (father), Hawk( brother), Petal (mother). They are all wild cats who live far far away over the seas and in the mountains. . . : A Little Bit More : . Serpentfang's favorite things!
heart ~ The shadows
heart ~ her family/friends/clan
heart ~ her leader and old mentor Galestar
heart ~ hunting
Serpentfang's least favorite things...
stare ~ those who dare threaten Serpentfang's clan!
stare ~ being made fun of for her long fangs
stare Being told that she is not a normal cat
And, Serpentfang's fears.
eek ~ Two legs (specifically poachers)
eek ~ Thundersticks (guns)
eek ~ Having her new family taken away . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who Serpentfang is.
Serpentfang is shy, illusive and speaks in third person. She is a fierce fighter, much like most other wildcats when defending her "family". Despite her wildcat ferocity, which seems more harsh to some of the clan born cats she is commonly peaceful and shy. Serpentfang is a very caring and grows deep emotional attachments to those who reach out to her. She moves swiftly and flowingly like running water. Serpentfang is usually quiet unless spoken to and has a tendency to remain hidden in shadow.
It's what Serpentfang is, like it or not.
long, lanky she-cat with sharp, bright emerald eyes with slit puples (like a reptile's). Her two front canines protrude like snake fangs. Her fur is a silvery gray with mossy green stripes cascading down her back. She has a white, cream-ish face, chest, and underside with thin black stripes on her paws and face. Serpentfang is an Andean Mountain Cat (non-native wildcat) species info
Serpentfang's history, she would prefer you don't go poking around...
When Serpentfang was the age of a new apprentice she was kitnapped by poachers when she had wandered to close to the mountain sanctuary's border to investigate a strange noise. She was snatched up and transported far over the sea away from her family who she still to this day reminisces about. By the time she had escaped, she was near the Clans. Slightly injured and frightened, she was found by Birdsong, Trouttail and Wavepelt and brought to Breezeclan where she was accepted and became Galestar's apprentice. Over time she has grown attached to the clan and and it's cats. The wild cat's heart took root within Breezeclan and she spent all her energy protecting it fiercely, feeling the grief of personal failure whenever a member of her new family was lost. Galestar and Wavepelt had taught her th ways of the clan and not to worry and spend her time out of the clan protecting the borders so much, that despite it in her nature to be aloof that she can help the clan and how to fit in amongst the others and to accept herself for who she was. Even though she was a wildcat she was still one of them. Serpentfang is a kind and gentle soul who cares for others, often neglecting herself and is known for her shyness and kit like innocents.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 9:44 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is The Forsaken One, but you can call me Forsaken.
I live proud life of a Rouge.
I is am a rouge, I should know.
I am unknown moons old.
My kin include no one . . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
twisted when everything falls into place. kekeke
twisted i like no one... you can go now. *shifty eyes*
My least favorite things...
evil getting personal
evil Blood... all of my hate, ALL OF IT!
evil crowds/hugs. i... i have a claustrophobia. >.>
evil starclan!
And, my fears.
eek did i mention my claustrophobia? No? well good, cuz it a lie. >.>
eek Puresun... getting hurt again
eek don't you find it a little unsettling that starclan is always watching? . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Forsaken is a clever, smooth and cunning shadow, taking the form of a cat so to guide the unfortunate. It lurks in the dark hunting for those who are just as lost and unfortunate as it, usually targeting those who are grieving or power hungry so that it can make a contract, which is how it traps it's pray. Forsaken cannot hurt another cat physically, due to being a spirit unless they are already bleeding. Due to this flaw it creates contracts to get others to do it's dirty work for it. Little is known about it seeing as not many have been close enough to understand. It usually apears befor a war or a disaster, if you are lucky it has come to warn you. Forsaken cares little for others except for a select few who have earned it's respect, Puresun, Bluemoon, and Slasher. It is under a curse, you can try to break it if you can. ;3
It's what I am, like it or not.
long, lanky shadow with bright glowing red eyes. It has a white crack in it's head that forms the shape of a slasher smile stretching from ear to ear. It it is usually slithering within a puddle of shadow, touching the ground at all times. No light reflects off of it's from, making it pitch black at all times.
My history, don't go poking around!!( past that has been reviled so far)
Many moons ago, when it was a normal cat, Forsaken had been a part of a group of rouges who believed themselves to be a small clan. Forsaken was the medicine cat but was unable to contact Starclan like a normal medicine cat due to the small group not being an actual clan under the stars.
Dispite this Forsaken was very skilled with herbs and was able to perform many medical advances in his group. Unfortunately when a strange desias called the creeping death had infected the rouges Forsaken was unable to find a cure, so had lost many of those who had depended on it.
Forsaken often prayed to starclan to help aid it in it's mission to find the cure and save it's band of cats, but they never answered. Over time, as more and more lives slipped through i's claws Forsaken instead became known as an omen of death instead of a beckon of hope when it traveled in search for a cure. Cats grew to fear Forsaken, seeing as where it traveled, so did the creeping death. Only one cat still cared for Forsaken, Cyotesong. Cyotesong was Forsaken's most and now only trusted freind.
Unfortunately time revealed that Cyotesong was just a spy for an enemy, collecting information for the coming attack and also to kill the medicine cat so that it's clan could not care for their casualties and fall to the bitter fight. Cyotesong was sentenced to death. Once he was gone Forsaken slowly grew more and more insane, detesting it's leader for taking it's only freind. Later that night Forsaken set the forest on fire, using a camp fire of a two leg traveler, letting it spread and wiped out the cats out, along with the creeping death. Forsaken did not get away with this though.... His leader, Grace, pulled him into the river to die with her. Forsaken refused to die and when it traveled to starclan, (or what it believed to be starclan...) was cursed for it's horrid sin.
The odd, mystical cats, (who were actually from The Order, a group of cats with mystic powers hidden far up into the mounties), told Forsaken that it could only be relived of the curse if someone broke it, then it would be free. Forsaken now wanders these clans after traveling from it's burned forest, in search to guide the lost and unfortunate. It detest starclan, claiming that the unjustly punished it.
Forsakens views have expanded the more time it would spend with Puresun, who it seems to gravitate towards. Despite it's usual selfish intentions Forsaken has grown a genuine care for the she cat and often worrys about the misfortune it brings into her life.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 9:45 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Dragonfire.
I wish to be a proud member of Seaclan.
I am28 moons.
I'm the Deputy.
My kin include Hydrawind (deceased mother), Thunderbird (father) Pheonixice (sister)
My favorite things!
heart ~My freedom
heart ~Warriors with honer
heart ~play fighting (you know, for fun!)
heart ~FISH!!!! 8D
My least favorite things...
stare ~Wolves (or more of a particular one)
stare ~Cowards
stare ~ getting soaking wet
And, my fears.
eek ~ Losing control
eek ~Being forced to fight
eek ~wolves . : Getting Personal : . Its what I am
Dragonfire is a brightly colored orange she cat with white paws, muzzle, underside and spots all over her body. She also has white rings on her fluffy, long tail. Her eyes are a bright amber to match her personality. the fur on her head is long and gets in the way of her right eye often. She has a long and horrible scare running all the way down her left flank as well as a scratch on the bridge of her nose.
I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Dragonfire is a fiercely independent warrior who has experienced many many battles and never backs down. She can have a low self esteem if she is not successful in what she wishes to accomplish. She is cautious of other cats and can be quick to fight. she has a tendency to deny herself her feelings. She also has an Australian ascent. >w<
My history, don't go poking around!
Dragonfire is a survivor of illegal animal fights. she escaped from the animal fighting ring. she usually only fought dogs and other cats but someone brought a wolf. She fought it like every other opponent she was forced to fight but since it was so much bigger and stronger than her she began to die from being tossed around. as she was going unconscious she fled and the people were unable to re capture her. she feels like a coward for running instead of fighting it out to the death like all the other gladiators did. The claw scars on her side reminds her every day of that fight.
When she was a newborn kit her kin was taken to be sold as pets but she and her mother remained. When her mother's kittens were taken away from her she had become even more protective. she would get hurt alot in the arena and was growing older. Dragonfire was still young and would fight as much as she possibly could so that if she killed all the opponents there would be none left for her mother to fight. Unfortunately when Dragonfire was unable to beat the wolf and fled her mother was the next in line to fight and was not able to escape. That is why Dragonfire hates herself so much. She thinks if she continued to fight she could have died instead of her mother. Now learning the way of the Seaclan warrior she has grown to greatly respect Mosstar and only Mosstar.
My theme song
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 10:00 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Whisperblade.
I was once a Nightclan loner but now i am a proud member Stormclan.
I am 16 moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Thunderlfight (mate), Lightningkit, Tempestkit, Blizzardkit, and Twisterkit (kits)
My favorite things!
~My beloved Thundeflight and my kits
~Peace
~the night
~watching the stars
My least favorite things...
~War
~Being out in the open
And, my fears.
~ That i may have failed to save her....
~Being forced to fight
~ Being seen
~Having to serve Fathom's evil side (Blood).. : Getting Personal : . Its what I am
Whisperblade is a Japanese Bobtail. A cat bread for for their short tail due to the Japanese belief that a cat with a long tail could potentially turn into a monstrous Nekomata. He is a black cat with a blue tint to his fur and white spots around his face and paws. He has a few x mark scars from past experiences.
I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Whisperblade is a spy/warrior for Fathom of Nightclan. His job was to gather information among the clans without being seen and is very good at his job. He is very polite and kind but can be shy and dislikes speaking out in the open. Not many cats know of his existence even among his own clan. From birth he was trained under a code of honor which he follows closely. Being raised under a stricked code he lives his life to obey Fathom, weather it be good or bad. Now that Lavederstar is leader and thinks he is dead he is currently free from his code. He is fearful of returning due to having to serve under another leader. He is hesitated due to Fathom's insanity which he had to obey under oath.
My history, don't go poking around!
Whisperblade was once a secret warrior under the service of Fathom, the leader of nightclan. During Fathom's leadership he was struggling with a demon in his mind who ordered Whisperblade to gather information on the other clans for an upcoming war during the planed attack on Seaclan. On his scouting mission Thunderclaw, his beloved mate, attempted to kill him while they were alone. Instead she ended up falling into the river and ... dove in to save her. He was successful in his goal but washed far down steam and supposedly died. Thunderclaw reported that e was dead to Nightclan and fled, fearful of punishment From Fathom. Whisperblade now wonders the land in search of his beloved, in hopes that he had succeeded in saving her life that night. He is still unaware of her intentions that night. He watches over the welfare of the clans from behind the scenes. Only recently had he discovered that his love was the one who had tried to kill him. Despite this betrayal she continues to be the main thing on his mind, and in his broken heart. After his search for her was complete he decided it be best that he did not return to Night clan due to the leader he was raised to serve was dead. In the code he was raised with he would have to listen to the very order of the new leader, but feared that they would be corrupt and did not wish to continue his life doing dirty work, so decided to let them believe that he had died that night after all.
After helping defend Silverstar form the Star Slayer, Splinter by luring him away into a trap i was accepted into Stormclan, where he became mates with Thunderflight and started a new life.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 10:12 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Whirlkit.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a Tom-cat, I should know.
I'm newborn.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Galestar (father), Frostclaw (mother), and my siblings Galekit (twin) Crystalkit(sister), Billowingkit (brother), Amethystkit (sister), and Diamondkit (sister). .. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
heart Cuddling
heart bugs
heart the sound of the breeze
heart how my nose feels cold after i lick it and stand against the wind
My least favorite things...
stare loud noises
stare small rocks that i tend to trip on
stare how my nose feels cold after i lick it and stand against the wind
And, my fears.
eek Thunder
eek When i cant find where mom and dad have wondered of too (they get lost sometimes)
eek those rodents that pop out of the ground then suddenly vanish (moles, i KNOW they are up to something!!!)
. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
A complete and utter space case. I spend most of my time staring cross eyed at the clouds and wondering why the world looks so smushed together. I tend to find the magic in small, seemingly insignificant things, like how if you tilt your head to a 90 degree angle to the right the trees sorta look like they are bushy cat tails! I have been told that i have a bad habit of staring, but don't worry if i and staring at you, it means i like you! I am not very talkative unless talked to. If you happen to start up a conversation with me then i will share all the wonders of this world i have found with you! I naturally tend to gravitate towards my twin wherever he may go, unless i see something shiny of course...
It's what I am, like it or not.
IA small white kitten with robin blue eyes and brown Siamese markings. I have little pink paws and a little pink nose. I look a lot like my father.
My history, don't go poking around!
Better watch out when i am born moma, im going to be a pawful!
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Serpentfang of Breezeclan 
Forsaken the Rouge 
Dragonfire of Seaclan 
Whisperblade of Thunderclan 
Whirlkit of Breezeclan 
