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 Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 12:53 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Lotuskit ↘↘ Lotuspaw ↘↘ Lotusblssom (???).
I'm a proud member of SeaClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm six moons.
I'm a apprentice.
My kin include Rainstorm ( father ), Dangerseer ( mother ), & Lostkit ( brother ). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
√ Lostkit
√ Swimming
√ Playing
√ Sleeping
√ Making friends
My least favorite things...
× Being excluded
× Mean kitty-cats D<
× Secrets
× Being alone
× Confrontation
And, my fears.
××× Losing cats that are important to her
××× Letting others down//disappointing others
××× Causing pain to others
. : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I like to think that I'm quite a nice kitty. I mean cats shouldn't.. um... not like me right? I haven't done anything to them! I try to be the sweetest cat there ever was, and I think my momma would agree with me! So there! I hate to see others sad, and I will always do what is within my powers to make them as happy as can be. I also have a fear of making other cats sad too. Well, not just sad, angry, hurt ANYTHING! other than happy just makes me feel so miserable. Either by me not being able to do something, or just my actions in general, I swear to make myself into a cat that others will be proud to know. I will make myself into a cat that I would look up to, and that others will look up to too. I also have a very bad habit of following cats that I simple adore! ♥♥♥ Like my brother Lostkit for example. My Poppa swears that we're attached by the hip, I follow him around so much! I never follow cats around that I don't like. I follow around my idols! I think that if I watch and learn, that their talents will rub off on me too. My Momma uses the word 'shameless' to describe me, and while I don't really undertstand what that means, I know I'd do anything to find out! I'd swallow two fish whole to find out! My Poppa also says that I shouldn't be so silly all the time and to train as hard as I possibly can. And that I also shouldn't say things that 'shouldn't be said'. I don't get that. I mean what's so wrong with saying the words that are floating around in my head? They don't do any harm, they're just words after all. Sometimes I think that I'll never be as cunning or strong as they are. Of course I'd never tell anyone that, not even dear ol' Lostkit who I trust with grooming my pelt. Life's complicated, no?
In short, Lotuskit is: innocent, childish, reverent and easily tricked.
She's likely to fall prey to evil schemes due to her easy adoration of just about every cat!
It's what I am, like it or not.
Does this really mater? Okaaaay then. Erm, apparently I'm perfect! Perfect size that is for some cat my age. Not too big, not too small, but just right y'know? But that's just about where it ends, which I hate to admit... *sigh. My brother.... Well to be honest I'm jealous about his looks. His pelt is the most beautiful white I've ever seen, so sleek and shiny. But my Momma says I have a nice look to me, that I have a lot of individuality. Which is good right? Because the way she says it makes me think that she's just hiding the fact that I'm ugly. But I'm not-- not really I guess. Anyways my pelt is white also but also has a splash of ginger. I dislike it to be honest, it's not long or silky, or even sleek like my bro's. It's just there... To keep me warm, nothing special really. Trust me. My eyes are pretty regular too right? I mean what cat doesn't have yellow eyes? Sure mine aren't that extremely pretty golden-yellow shade but yellow is fine. A nice match with my plain ginger/white coat. ( Her eyes are the yellow I used for this profile. Y'know the 'About Me', the 'A Little Bit More' etc. It's called 'banana' so I guess her eyes are a banana yellow. ) My Poppa says I should have more confidence in myself. Welllll, there is one thing I really like about myself. And that's my tail. It's unusually long, longer than Lostkit's even! My Momma said it's striped amber and ginger. It's my favourite thing about me. There, that wasn't so bad I guess. All done!
My history, don't go poking around!
A lot of cats say that there aren't even words to explain memories, feelings and such. Well I say there are too many words to describe my last six moons. It was all so much fun with me and Lostkit. He and my parents are all that I remember really. Even now I don't really remember much. I just know that I was happy. A salty, fishy smell. That was my father. Fresh, and sharp smelling, like mint or ferns. That was my mother. And eyes that stole my breath away, no matter how many times I'd already seen them. That was dearest Lostkit. Now with few days left til our apprenticeship, things have become tense. I miss the way Poppa would slap our pelts with fish, and the way Momma cuffed him behind his ear affectionately. I miss their familiar scents ( along with the scent of fish thanks to Poppa! ) always buried deep in my nest in the nursery. A lot of cats protested how weird it was that Poppa visited often but he'd taken his duty as a father seriously. Instead of apprentices teaching us things, Poppa did while Momma observed us all with love in her gaze. It was fun to have all their attention on me and Lostkit. I was indulged, very much so. And now, Poppa keeps giving Lostkit, that look. And while it's not directed to me, it hurts even more to know that it's directed to him. I know that look very well, it haunts my dreams. Disappointment. In my brother, who couldn't help that he was born that way. I fear for the future. Even if the spotlight is not yet on me, I fear that I will crumble under expectations. I must train even harder to make up for Lostkit. It's a secret that's silently eating me from the inside out. But I won't give up. I promise you that. But until then, please let me have these memories to keep, so I won't forget what it was like back then. Back when everybody was happy.
WON'T BE INTRODUCED UNTIL AFTER TIMESKIP !!!
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 2:48 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Vixenkit - Vixenpaw - Vixenheart.
I'm a proud member of SeaClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm twenty-nine moons old.
I'm a queen.
My kin include Stagkit (brother/unknown), Vulturepelt (father, deceased), Butterflywing (mother/deceased), Onyxpaw (brother, deceased), Marshtail (mate, deceased), unnamed kits (soon to be born).. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~Kits
~Family
~Friendship
~Daydreaming
~Love
~Happiness
~Stars
~The Moon
~Sunlight
~Clouds
~Flowers
~Butterflies
~Playing
~Hunting
~Patrolling
My least favorite things...
~Death
~Pain
~Unhappiness
~Enemies
~Two-legs
~Dogs
~Secrets
~Darkness
~Blood
~Fire
~The Dark Forest
~Bees
~Wasps
~Badgers
~Arguments
And, my fears.
~Two-legs
~Monsters . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
To describe Vixenheart in a few words would be quite easy, and mostly everyone would use the same words: motherly, loving, gentle. She really is a born-to-be mother, especially since she has all the patience in the world. She doesn't sleep, yes, but she is still quite a playful cat. She loves kits and hearing stories from the elders, just like any kit would. She's not all that outgoing, but she is very adventurous and curious. She doesn't have a temper and loves helping out when she can. She's very modest and quite shy when she wants to be. Vixenheart does, though, space out quite a bit when she talks to others. She has the tendency to just gaze off and get lost in her own daydreams, which tends to annoy others, but she can't help it. When she's not up playing with kits or helping out, she normally just likes to sit back in a sunny spot and watch the hustle and bustle of the camp. She really can't wait to be a mother, but is also very concerned about messing up. She's a very worrysome cat, and tends to care about everyone, no matter who they are.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Vixenheart has an unusually long pelt for a SeaClan cat- along with an unusually short build. She's got quite short legs and a kind of stubby body, but it's mostly her long, creamy fur that gives her the 'short and fat' appearence. Then again, she might be a little chubby because she's due to have kits. Most of her pelt is an off-white, cream color- with splotches of darker here and there. She has a slight tabby pattern on her back, face and legs. All of her paws have either white toes or white socks, along with her white belly and a white collar of fur around her neck. Her tail is ringed ever so faintly with that long, and whispy fur. She has stunning blue eyes with slight sparkles of lavender to top off her lovely appearence.
My history, don't go poking around!
"Aw, look at her, Butterflywing! She looks just like you," cooed Aquaheart, Butterflywing's denmate and best friend. Butterflywing nodded softly in response, gazing down at her only daughter. "Hello, little Vixenkit. Welcome to SeaClan," she whispered, rasping her tongue over the kit's head. The small cream-colored kit was nestled between two darker kits, her brothers, Stagkit and Onyxkit. Butterflywing looked up as she was greeted by a dark tom who crept into the nursery- a dark tom named Vulturepelt. He'd recently left BreezeClan to be with Butterflywing, his soulmate. Aquaheart stepped out to allow the two privacy. Butterflywing purred as her mate approached, gazing lovingly down at the kits. "She looks like you, Butterflywing. What have you decided to name her?" "Vixenkit seemed suitable, don't you think?" He nodded his head in agreement, sitting down next to his mate. The kits really were beautiful... As time passed, two of the three siblings got into much mischief. Stagkit earned ''battlescars'' from his tussle with a thorn bush while Onyxkit lost the tip of his tail to a rock. But not Vixenkit. She sat at the camp entrance, staring out with her big blue eyes. Every time someone asked if she wanted to play or come eat or listen to stories, she calmly replied, "No thank you." She hardly said anything to anyone as a kit, preferring to watch the camp's hustle and bustle. Finally, one day, Vulturepelt got sick and tired of it. He picked the kitten up by her scruff and firmly told her, "You will play like a normal kit." And so she did. Her kithood days were filled with happiness, laughter and mossballs- until a fateful evening. Vixenkit's father had allowed her to sit at the camp entrance during the nighttime, when no one was up. Everyone figured that the she-kit just slept by the entrance- but she didn't sleep at all. The cream-colored kit could never sleep. But she figured it was normal and told no one of her fault. So, one evening, Stagkit groggily approached Vixenkit. "Why don't you come sleep with me and mama and Onyxkit?" he asked, clearly curious. "I have to watch," was the kit's reply. Stagkit was slightly weirded out and decided to not bother with his sister any longer. He went back into the nursery- or attempted to, anyway. The kit, first, went to make dirt. But he never returned. No one ever did find out about what happened to the kit- maybe he ran away; maybe he was abducted. Who knows? But life went on for the family, even though they grieved for moons.
At their apprentice ceremony, Onyxkitpaw and Vixenkitpaw were proudly mentored by two brothers of the Clan, Marshtail and Volepelt. The four did everything together- since Volepelt and Marshtail had been recently made warriors. Vixenpaw, though, still didn't sleep- and Marshtail noticed one evening. He was out to make dirt when he saw his apprentice sitting at the camp entrance, all alone. He knew there had to have been something wrong, so he approached her and asked, "Are you okay, Vixenpaw? You should go sleep." The she-cat took a while to respond, but when she did, there was a slightly glassy look in her eyes. "What do you think happened to Stagkit?" she asked him quietly. The warrior felt sorry for the she-cat and decided to stay up with her- but he honestly had no clue what happened to her brother. The two cats became close over the next sunrises, for Marshtail stayed up with his apprentice every few nights to comfort her. But, one day, when the four friends were out practicing battle techniques, a two-leg picked up Marshtail. Volepelt, being the tom's big brother, went all-out on the two-leg, but that just got him captured too. The two-leg didn't bother with either Onyxpaw or Vixenpaw. Of course, the apprentices had to go after their mentors. The two-leg climbed into a monster, but another two-leg spied the apprentices. It ran forward and attempted to catch both cats, but only managed to get it's hands on Vixenpaw. "Go get help," the cream-colored cat called to her brother, 100% calm in the chaotic situation. Vixenpaw, Volepelt and Marshtail were all taken to a two-leg den. At first, it wasn't all that bad- but when Volepelt was taken away, and never returned, Marshtail and Vixenpaw became scared. They tried to comfort one another, but never could. They stayed captured for moons and no one ever came to rescue them. Eventually, it all became a haze to Vixenpaw. Marshtail constantly told her that they'd be okay, but, when he was taken away, she just kind of gave up. Eventually, sunrises after Marshtail was taken, Vixenpaw was lifted out of the white container by a two-leg. Not roughly, but gently. She was loaded into a monster and they went to another two-leg den. This den was much smaller and smelt quite a bit like home to the she-cat. So, of course, she didn't stay for long. At her first chance, Vixenpaw ran. She could smell NightClan nearby and kept running until she recognized the scents of SeaClan's territory. Within moons, she reached the camp. Every was so happy to have her back- except, someone was missing. Two someones. Vulturepelt and Onyxpaw were both gone. Vixenpaw first went to her mother, but Butterflywing was too depressed to explain what happened. So Aquaheart did. "Oh, sweetie... When Onyxpaw came back, he was hysterical. He went running to your father and they left camp without a warning. No one knew what happened- until we found them... Both your brother and father had been hit by monsters on the thunderpath. And we figured two-legs had taken you away. We held a ceremony to honor all five of our Clanmates that had been taken away. But... you're back!" It took a while before Aquaheart convinced Buterflywing that Vixenpaw was alive, back and well- and, by then, Vixenpaw had her warrior name. Vixenheart.
Vixenheart was rather depressed for a while, but soon she and her mother were up and at 'em all over again. They were closer than anything and loved each other dearly. But then a tom came into the picture. He looked familiar to Vixenheart when she spied him on SeaClan territory. The warrior approached him with great caution, seeing as he was much larger and more than likely stronger than she. As it turns out, this tom was her long-lost Marshtail. He had returned to SeaClan, and vowed that he would never lose Vixenheart again. He confessed that within the chaos he'd fallen in love with his apprentice, and she, too, confessed that she'd fallen for him. They became mates and were happier than ever. Butterflywing, as well, was happy for her daughter. And she figured that this would be the right time to tell Vixenheart some interesting news. Butterflywing took her daughter out hunting one cloudy evening and broke some devastating news to the creamy warrior. "Vixenheart, now that you have a mate of your own, I believe it's my time to find out- or... be with him. While you were gone, I met a StormClan cat and fell deeply for him. I am now going to live in StormClan, to be his mate..." And she did. Vixenheart never tried to stop her mother. Nor was she very fazed by the news of her mother's death by whitecough. Marshtail tried to do what was best for Vixenheart and stay out of it, but he couldn't. One night, when the she-cat was sitting in the SeaClan camp, marshtail approached her. "Vixenheart, you must get over this and move on with your life. You have to be happy without her," he told her. And, just like in the past, Vixenheart took his words to heart and was happy. Her happiness lasted for moons and moons to come, as she and Marshtail were joined at the hip. And the two were even happier when they found out that Vixenheart was pregnant. But the queen's happiness was cut short by the cruel fate of death. Marshtail was out on a patrol when a rogue fox attacked. It killed him, along with injuring the other cats on the patrol. Now Vixenheart, left alone with two awful reminders of her love's death, is striving to be happy- to fullfil her mate's wish.**Won't be introduced until after timeskip
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 4:09 pm
{{Ok, this is a character I've made before (I'm lee_is_me_96), and I really like her, and I'm gonna be good and follow the rules for her... I'd like Leo or Timber to accept it...}}  . : About Me : .My name is Lilykit.
I'm a proud member of SeaClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 5 moons.
I'm a kit.
My kin include no one.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
»»Butterflies
»»Flowers
»»Purple
»»Twolegs
»»Being a cat
My least favorite things...
»»Twolegs
»»Being a cat
»»Spiders and snakes
And, my fears.
»»High places
»»Having no friends . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am curious, as all kits are. At times I don't seem to fit in, because I act unusually Twoleg-ish. I love life, but I don't have many friends because of my odd ways. I am slightly shy and I like to think about things. I don't always like listening to my authorities, but I'm normally obedient. When faced with something dangerous, I waver between fight-or-flight, usually going with a little fight, then flight.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I have medium-length black fur and a tail that always sticks straight out. My eyes are a beautiful purple with blue around the edges. My whiskers are messy, because I'm always getting stuck in things and ruining them.
My history, don't go poking around!
No one knows who my parents were; I was found as a newly born kit in SeaClan territory. I didn't smell like another Clan, a rogue, or a kittypet. SeaClan took me in, and a queen adopted me as her own. Sometimes I get odd dreams of Twolegs...**Won't be introduced until after timeskip
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 1:24 pm
(D: I was hacked and for some reason, this person decided to delete every post I ever made in a guild or in the forums. Even got rid of my friends n' stuff. So I'm creating new cats now that I got my account back. THANKS TIMEY, FOR HELPING STALK MY HACKER AND BRING JUSTICE! 8D BEST SISTER EVER! :3)  . : About Me : . My name is Turtlesky.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 19 moons old.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Rockclaw [father] and Sorrelspot [mother] (both dead). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- warmth
- the sun
- other cats in general
- toms
- butterflies
- sleeping
- running
- birds
- socializing
- jokes
- playing
- StormClan
- kits
- blue skies
- being happy
My least favorite things...
- feeling pain
- mean cats
- rain
- thunder
- getting wet
- thorns
- being scolded
- sitting still
- two-legs
- bees
- gossip
- depression
- embarassment
- getting dirty
And, my fears.
- dying
- being alone forever
- drowning . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm an optomistic and happy-go-lucky kind of cat. I'm sort of young-spirited, and have oodles of energy. Humor is my friend, and I love to use it. I can take things seriously, but if I do then I usually take it with a positive attitude. I'm rarely down in the dumps, but if I am then I hide it. I'm easily impressed and influenced, so sometimes I get a bit annoying. I'm a kind cat, and don't like seeing others down. With my cheerful disposition, who couldn't be happy around me?
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a beautiful cream colored she-cat. My sleek fur has tan, light brown, and light grey rings that start just behind my ear and end at my tail tip. All four of my legs also have this ringed pattern. My ears have light grey dapples. My eyes are a pale green/blue mix. All four of my paws are a light cream color with light brown dapples. My chin and neck are white. My face is cream furred with grey streaks.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born in newleaf to my parents, Rockclaw and Sorrelspot. My mother died while giving birth to me, so Rockclaw was the only family I had. I was his greatest treasure, and he spent a lot of time with me. I got into a lot of trouble when I was a kit. I was always trying to sneak into the warriors den, playing with herbs in the medicine cat's den, climbing rocks, and once I even tried to go inside the leader's den! But no one ever considered me a nusiance. I was considered playful, and curious. And a lot of my clanmates admired that.
When I became of age, I was apprenticed to a young cat named Thistletounge. I was his first apprentice, so he was always nervous around me. But after a three moon, we got used to each other. I turned out to be quite a handful. Now that I was an apprentice, I could do more! Soon, it turned out to be me dragging Thistletounge out for training or patrol. My training went by smoothly, and I was going to be named a warrior soon. But, on the night of my assessment something happened. While I was hunting, a snake attacked me. Frightened for my life, Thistletounge appeared to protect me. He fought the snake and distracted it from me. In the proccess, he was bitten. I was named a warrior that night as planned, but it was also a vigil for Thistletounge. My mentor's death gave me a few moons of depression, but I knew that he didn't die in vain and that I should remain the happy-go-lucky warrior I am today.(Introduced after TS.)
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 8:40 am
 . : About Me : . My name is Silverstream.
I'm a proud member ofSeaClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 27 moons old.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include none. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-hunting
-fish
-kits
-sharing tongues
-gatherings
-the sun
-toms
My least favorite things...
-rats
-ticks
-getting dirty
-two-legs
-dogs
-badgers
-foxes
And, my fears.
-dying
-pain
-having no kits . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a happy and fair she-cat. I'm young-spirited for my age. I have bundles of energy to spare. I'm happy most of the time, but when I'm not I try to hide it.I'm easily falttered, influenced and i can be very serious at some times. When I'm mad you'd better stay outta my way!
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm beautiful silvery grey she-cat. I have sleek fur that shimmers in the water.My eyes are Sapphire blue and I have a dark grey underbelly. My paws have hints of dark grey on them but you can't see it. My nose it a very pale pink
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born in greenleaf to my parents, Snowfur and Spottedwind. My mother died giving birth so I didn't have any siblings. My father died chasing a fox. I was a very mischivous kit. I always snuck into the leader's den and pretend I was the leader. I snucjk in every den, and every nook and cranny. I was never considered a nuisance but just a playful and curious kit! I was apprentice to a cat named Raintail. I was her first apprentice so she was new on the job. Sometimes I felt as if I was the mentor! It soon felt as if I had to drag Raindrop out of bed for that morning hunt she promised me. On the evening of my assessment I caught about five humungus fish! Well maybe they weren't that big but they were big enough for Raindrop's eyes to pop out!. I also caught a vole, and a sparrow. Raindrop was sure impressed. Because you rarely ever see one on SeaClan territory. If you do you probably won't catch one. I was named a warrior at moonhigh. The elder's say that that was a sign I'm suposed to become deputy someday. I'm still working on it but I hope I will become deputy. Raindrop died from saving a StormClan warrior from drowning. She was so kind. But now I really don't like StormClan
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 1:06 pm
i_RuLe_CuPcAkEs  . : About Me : . My name is Peachkit>Peach>PeachpawPeachburst.
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. Feel like posting it again . (:
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 9:07 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Hollowkit.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 4 moons old.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Brightgaze(Mother, Missing), Cloudstep (Father, Missing), Miraclepaw (sister, deceased). .. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
- Rain
- Clan
- Friends
- Sleeping
- Hunting
- Helping
- Mom
- Dad
My least favorite things...
- Unhappiness
- Two-legs
- Monsters
- Dogs
- Foxes
- Badgers
- Loneliness
- Cold
- Snow
And, my fears.
- Fire
- Learning that her
parents passed
away, and that she's
really alone . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Although young, I've had my fair share of bad times. Though I don't let this bother me, since it's no fair to get everyone else down. I try my best to impress my clan mates so they can accept me. I always listen to what the older cats tell me, because I don't want to get into trouble. When I am sad I try to be alone. Having cats avoid me at that time would be best. Otherwise I'll always be ready to help out my clan!
It's what I am, like it or not.
I look a lot like my mother, but my eyes are from my dad! My fur is mostly a white cream color. My muzzle has a darkish grey color. That color is also on the tip of my ears and tail. Not to mention on all four paws. My eyes are a bright blue color.
My history, don't go poking around!
There's not much to say, since I'm so young right now. I was born just at the beginning of leaf bare to my family of four, including me of course. My mother was a beautiful Siamese cat with bright green eyes. Her name was Brightgaze. My father on the other hand had a black pelt with white paws, and his name was Cloudstep. They had two other kits before, but my mom told me that one didn't make it. The one that survived is named Miraclepaw. She's was training to be a warrior! And well, there's a reason I said was. While hunting in the forest she was attacked by a fox. My sister was beaten pretty badly but she got into a tree to keep safe. As you would probably guess, it's pretty hard to climb out of a tree after being mangled by a fox. Even though my mom tried to help her down, Miraclepaw fell and died. Mommy and Daddy were devastated after that. Everything pretty much went downhill from there.
I was already born when that accident happened. Brightgaze wanted me to be safe and alive, so she actually asked the leader to make me a medicine cat apprentice instead of a warrior. But I don't want that! Yet daddy agreed. The rest of the clan responded negatively. Eventually my parents broke down and gave up. One morning, Cloudstep went for a walk and never came back. So now it was only me and my mommy. The fact that dad disappeared seemed to make her even more depressed. Finally, it seems like she couldn't take it either. Brightgaze announced to the clan that she would be heading out to search for Cloudstep. Though we all knew that what she said wasn't the real reason. Mommy just wanted to get away from it all, even if it meant abandoning me. She was getting up to finally leave the clan in the middle of the night when I asked her why she wouldn't take me too. "You'll be safer here, and hopefully have a good life. Make us all proud by not become a medicine cat like we wanted, but a warrior like I know you want to be." with one last light lick on my head she left. Now, I'm alone in the clan. But I know that they're both out there somewhere so it's okay. [I'll post once Time Skip happens c: ]
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 7:36 pm
Peachkit is acceptered. C: Blizzardface is accepted, but you'll have to place him in either Storm or Sea Clan. :T Like, accepted. TOTALLY. heart I love your intricate storylines there, but there are a few problems. One being that we no longer allow forbidden loves and switching Clans (the part where her mother elopes to StormClan to be with her lover). Also, the twoleg story is good but it lacks structure because twolegs do not visit SeaClan, seeing as its territory has little to no beach areas and has more cliffs than sand. I'm afraid you'll have to edit her bio and change those things. But she is a wonderful character overall, and I admire your writing skills! It's just that we can't accept these things anymore. Thank you for understanding. ^^ Good to see you back! She still cannot be a human reborn as a cat, but otherwise she is accepted. C: Dragonfire will be happy to see her back. Fyi, you'll have to pick a warrior name for her since we're having a 9-moon skip and she'll be a warrior by then. Sorry to hear that! And glad you got your account back. Turtlesky is beautiful, and she's accepted ;D <3 Might not wanna have others say your cat is perfect for deputy xD I understand your enthusiasm but that's not fair to other members ;3 Otherwise, sounds like a great character and I look forward to roleplaying with you! Welcome welcome welcome! :3 Unfortunately, the Clans are not accepting rogues at the moment. So...the bio will have to be edited ^^" BUT otherwise, the character is acceptable. C: Thank you! PHEW! I look forward to RP'ing with all these new characters! :333
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:45 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Olivekit.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 3 moons old.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Mudnose (mother), Foxfur (father), and _____ (sister). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- warmth
- Mamma
- Daddy
- my siblings
- playing
- butterflies
- frogs
- being praised
- moss balls
- dreams
My least favorite things...
- bees
- being scolded
- being too hot/cold
- getting wet
- mud
- pain
- being told what to do
- staying inside the nursery
- mean cats
And, my fears.
- losing family
- monster moss balls (D: )
- Foxes . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a playful thing, and don't take things seriously. I like being around others but hate being the center of attention. I've got a short temper, so a simple thing can set me off. When I'm acting grumpy, I tend to be a little mean. I get embarassed easily, especially around she-kits. I'm a bit reckless (I get that from my mother) so I don't really know when to stop. That is, until someone tells me so. I really don't enjoy being scolded and try to avoid getting into trouble. Which is surprisingly hard.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a handsome snowshoe siamese tom. My eyes are an oceanic blue. The fur on my face and ears is black. It fades behind my ears into the grayish-brown colored fur that covers most of my body. My paws are a starky white and I have dark brown , almost black, stockings. My tail is also the same dark brown/black color. I'm a bit chubby, but that's probably because I'm a kit. Also, my fur is very soft instead of sleek. But I'm sure it'll be sleek when I'm bigger!
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born in NightClan to Foxfur and Mudnose. I have a sister named ____.
Nothing else to say. I'm still a kit.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:51 pm
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:03 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Hurricanekit.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm newborn.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Whisperblad (father), Thunderflight (mother), Twisterkit (sister), Blizzardkit (brother), and ____ (sister).. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- my siblings
- the stars
- mother
- father
- warmth
- milk
- exploring
- being talked to
My least favorite things...
- pain
- no warmth
- the cold
- being alone
- loud noises
- ironically, thunder
- getting wet
And, my fears.
- losing my family
- bees
- going blind . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a shy and sweet tom. I'm pretty quiet and only speak to other cats I know. (Mainly family members) Even though I'm shy I'm always willing to go on an adventure. Exploring is my favorite thing to do. I'm patient and can wait a while for something I want. I'm a bit worry wort, so I freak out pretty easily at extreme things. Also, I'm pretty emotional.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a handsome, jet black tom with blue eyes. I look like my mother, except a lot smaller. My fur is fluffy and soft, like a kit's is expected to be. I'm bigger than my sisters, with thick legs and broad shoulders. Though, I appear chubby because I'm a kit.
My history, don't go poking around!
I haven't been born yet, so there's nothing to put here.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:59 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. ^^;
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 1:29 am
Right, I'm scrapping Blizzard the British Shorthair for Blizzardkit =D
@Ana: LMAO Twisterkit has an Electra complex, I'm definitely giving Blizzardkit an Oedipus complex mrgreen
. : About Me : .
My name is Blizzardkit ll Blizzardpaw ll Blizzard____.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm newborn.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Thunderflight (mother), Whisperblade (father), Hurricanekit (brother), Twisterkit (sister), ____kit (sister).
. : A Little Bit More : .
My favorite things!
● My parents, but especially my mother
● My siblings, as long as they don't annoy me
● Observing quietly
● Making random, mostly outrageous analysis based on observations
● High places, e.g. tree branches
● Snow, cold weather
● Shadows (trait from father)
● Thunder and lightning (trait from mother)
My least favorite things...
● Other cats annoying me
● Twisterkit poking me
● Cats who treat me like an utter idiot
● Cats who act like an utter idiot and lower the IQ of others
● Immature cats who act like kits (namely Lustregaze and Miraclesky)
● Lustregaze, he has to stop hanging around my mother Thunderflight! (Oedipus complex XD)
And, my fears.
● Crowds (a bit Demophobic like Whisperblade)
● Not living up to mother and father's expectation
. : Getting Personal : .
I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Blizzardkit is quiet and is constantly seen observing others from a solitary corner. From the way he looks at others, it looks as if he is trying to see through and into the cat's soul, but all he is doing is quietly take in all the information he can see from the cat. He has a wild imagination and can sometimes overthink things, but he is highly observant and intelligent for his age. He is quick to know of any changes within the clan, e.g. someone falling in love, or an argument between two cats, thanks to his exceptional spying and observational skills - courtesy of his father Whisperblade.
He can be witty and sarcastic when he wants, or when he feels that the cat he is talking to is worth his time. and he constantly has a small frown on his face. He doesn't talk much, and doesn't play much with other kits, no matter how hard his siblings try to make him, hence his name "Blizzardkit".
(He's like Sherlock Holmes plus a little bit of Oedipus XD)
It's what I am, like it or not.
Blizzardkit has jet black fur dark as the night, and golden eyes. He has two white spots over his eyes and whites above all four paws, similar to his father. He also has a stumpy tail from the "bobtail trait" of his father. His face is always formed into a small frown, quietly observing others.
My history, don't go poking around!
When people say the word "kits", they think of roly-poly adorable balls of fluff. After all, kits are born without a care in the world and only like to play. Right?
Wrong. Blizzardkit was one such exception, born with a mind that has none of a kit's usual playfulness and instead all of a grown up cat's seriousness.
So in Thunderflight's womb, he had playfights with Twisterkit, and fought for milk...I mean nutrients in Thunderflight's blood...?
((I can go on about adventures in Thundy's womb with Twisterkit if you want mrgreen ))
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