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 Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 6:58 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Westshadow.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 22 moons old.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Reedpond and Greystone [both deceased]. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- peace and quiet
- being left alone
- she-cats
- the warrior code
- obidient cats
- the leader
- StormClan
- watching the stars
- warmth
- strength
- power
My least favorite things...
- loud cats
- annoying sounds
- being bugged
- complaining
- being told what to do
- idiots
- losing
- disobeying the leader
- traitors
And, my fears.
- being exhiled
- betraying the Clan
- dying
- the warrior code being destroyed . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a quiet and very serious cat. When things happen I take time to assess my options and make sure I'm doing what's best for the Clan. I'm a strict cat and I follow every rule that is laid down. I don't really have a playful spirit and don't enjoy the company of cats that are too energetic and loud. I have a light side, but its usually only shown around my leader or she-cats that are actually worth my time. On the battle field I'm a quick cat who learns his enemy's moves first before going in and finishing him off. I used to have a very aggresive and violent nature, but since then I've learned self-control and have numbed down my aggresive side.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a long haired tom with a broad muzzle with thick legs and large paws. My shoulders are thickly muscled along with my haunches. I'm larger than most cats and have a tall profile. My fur is a very dark brown with tan and lighter brown splotches all in my fur. I have a dirty white colored chin. There are small black tufts that stick off the tips of both of my ears. My eyes are a very light green color and are often guarded. I have a long vertical scar that goes across my left eye.
My history, don't go poking around!
Ever since I can remember I was always trying to perfect my warrior skills. I was never a playful kit and spent my time working on my crouches and pounces. When I did play with my litter mates I usually ended up becoming a bit agressive and hurting them. I became an apprentice and I always will remember how my mentor was. Shellfur was a very energetic and playful warrior. She was always trying to get the fun side out of me -- which she never did -- and trying to get me to goof around. I had snapped at her once, telling her that wasting time like that was pointless and unless she taught me something serious I would teach myself how to be a warrior. After that we were on fairly bad terms.
My apprenticeship went by slowly, mostly since Shellfur was a difficult mentor. I guess I was a bit difficult to cooperate with also and wasn't very fair to her at all. On the night of my assessment, Shellfur was watching me from a distance. I was stalking a frog in a marshy area and was close to catching it until Shellfur scared it off. It was a kind of joke, mostly since she came out purring about it. I became enraged. I attacked her, a bit too blind in my rage to see what I was doing. I ended up wounding her very badly. She didn't die, but had become terrified of me and constantly avoided me after that night. What happened afterwards was a bit of a blurred memory. My warrior ceremony was postponed and I was punished for my actions. The Clan had began to avoid me, due to my violent nature. I had taught myself self-control since then but other cats still question why I'm still around.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 7:10 pm
Please find another picture to use- the other one says it was deleted or moved. Once that is done, it's accepted! Pheonixice is accepted, but I'm a little leary of the feathers. But as for Spottedpaw, changing eye color is not allowed. Eyes aren't mood rings. Until that is edited, I cannot accept Spottedpaw's profile. Accepted! Both accepted! Very interesting. ^^
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 8:07 pm
 (Kitten.) (Adult.)  . : About Me : .
My name is Mistkit-Mistpaw-Mistfern.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm < 1 moon.
I'm a Kit!.
My kin include Breezefur, Shiningclaw.
. : A Little Bit More : .
My favorite things!
-Sneaking out of the nurcery
-Jumping on peoples tails
-Hunting the fresh kill pile
-Listening to the elders stories
-Pretending to fight opposing clans
My least favorite things...
-Sleeping
-Not being a warrior
-Staying in the camp all day
-Being small
And, my fears.
-Mean cats
-Getting lost
-Getting in trouple
. : Getting Personal : .
I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Mistkit is a bouncy kit always getting on every other cats nerves. Like every kit he has his own best intentions before everyone else. He likes attacking the fresh kill pile as the 'greatest hunter ever' and getting all the fresh kill dirty, oops. He loves to sit and listen to the elders reminensce about the old days. His greatest goal for himself now is to become the bestest (lol) kit ever. He is set on the fact that he will be the best hunter, tracker, and warrior ever, then the best leader.
It's what I am, like it or not.
A smaller then average white and black stripped cat. Has green eyes hints of silver. The smallest cat in the guild even smaller then all the other kits. Has longer then average legs for his height. Also has a longer then average tail for his height. Named Mistkit for the silver in his eyes.
My history, don't go poking around!
Mistkit was the last of his litter to be born, because of his small size the medicine cat thought he had been stillborn. Careful examination proved to show that this small lick of fur was indeed alive and breathing. Later when he was old enough he quickly gained a reputation for being the noisiest, and most annoying kit the clan had ever seen. Even with his obnoxious qualities due to his small size the other cats just couldn't help loving the small bundle of energy. The elders in particular fell in love with the small kit as he soon showed a routine of waking up bright and early in the morning and scampering off to the elders den to see what new stories they would tell him today. He would then proceed to running around the camp reinacting everything the elders had told him much to their amusement.
(Sorry about the history but I couldn't think about anything excited, since he's so young. Oh yeah this kit doesn't start roleplaying until after the time-warp so he can be a kit for more then a week, and yes; I have told the guild master this VIA Pm, and actually she's the one who gave me the idea. Thanks. I've gotten the pictures put on.)
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 9:08 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Envykit/paw/feather.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 7 moons old.
I'm an apprentice.
My kin include Shatterfang, Darkshadow, Pinepaw, and Rainpaw.. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
✖My kin
✖Hunting
✖Clanmates
✖Guardianpaw
✖Birds
✖Playing
✖Looking at the sky.
My least favorite things...
✖Being hungry
✖Rude cats
✖Guardianpaw, his siblings, and my kin
✖Being alone
And, my fears.
✖Blood ((evil Fathom))/Foresaken
✖Foxes
✖Snakes. . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am sweet and cute, just like mini parakeets made of sugar! I'm very energetic and Happy-go-lucky, and a little bubbly. I love to play with my siblings. I'm very friendly and sweet to my clanmates, especially my mother, father, and siblings. I love to talk and laugh! I love to explore, and play. I'm the smallest kit, but I'm brave and very loyal. I'm also really gentle and kind, I also think that kits should loosen up nd enjoy life, her brother Pinepaw is serious alot. and my other brother Rainpaw is so much fun to be with.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a very pretty cute darkbrown tabby she-cay with fluffy soft fur with white poking out, and white splotches on my throat and chest. I have white paws and a white tail tip. My tail has small black rings. My stripes are a darkbrown. My build is really slender and short, I'm a runt. But under my fur, I have a pretty great build, useful for agility.
My history, don't go poking around!
When I was born, my family was shortly revealed after a gathering. My mother who I thought was Hauntedheart, was not my real mother ((But I don't know that yet Dx)). I grew, knowing a wonderful clan and cat named Guardianpaw. Soon, my father died by murder. It broke my families heart but we forgive and forget. I'm an apprentice now, my mentor being Mudnose and I'm getting on pretty well. A large battle has rattled the clans of the lake, shaking up the injuries in our clan.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 9:13 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Moonblaze.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a pretty She-cat, I should know.
I'm 20 moons old.
I'm theMedicine-Cat.
My kin include Sandhaze((Father)), Tigerheart((Mother))...Skywhisker and Dawnpaw((Cousins)). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
♥Herbs/Healing
♥Thunderflight, Silverstar, and Hawkblaze!~
♥My Clan
♥Helping others
♥Sleep
My least favorite things...
♦Badgers
♦Snakes
♦Pain
And, my fears.
♣Heights
♣Climbing
♣Death.
♣Thunderflight, Hawkblaze, and Silverstar dieing. . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Sympathetic, kind and playful. She's seems to be hurt more often than others and has a special skill with herbs. Her actions are all guided by Starclan and she has a unshakable faith in them. The wind has a special place in her heart and we may find out why. Moonblaze is calm and strong-willed, but a bit naive and nervous that she's doing a terrible job as med cat. Outwards, she seems confident, but inside her doubts ravage her mind. However, she tries to ignore them and tell herself she's a good med cat, but the doubts resurface under pressure, so she tends to panic. With good friends around (like Thunderflight or Silverstar), she tends to calm down. She has yet to move past this insecurity.
It's what I am, like it or not.
A young beautiful she-cat. Moonblaze has a mottled head and beautiful features. She is a pretty little one with a small yet swift build. Her fur is medium short, but long enough to keep her warm. Moonblaze has earth shattering sapphire blue eyes that seem to be every shade of blue. Her nose is a soft pink, her paw pads being blush pink.
My history, don't go poking around!
Born to Stormclan, Moonkit was always a kind and compassionate kitten. She is very determined and easily became the next Medicine cat. She developed a beautiful friendship with Thunderflight and a love for Hawkblaze. Thunderflight and Moonblaze both fell for the tom, but int he end, Hawkblaze edged more to Moonblaze. Their friendship still strives though, between the 2 she-cats. Things happen here and there but Moonblaze has always tried her best throughout the twists and turns of her life.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 6:17 am
 . : About Me : .My name is Eaglesoar.
I'm a proud member of Nightclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 21 moons (1 year 9 months).
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Bramblefire.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-Fighting
-Most of his clanmates
-Making Nightclan strong
-Ambitious cats like himself
-Tigerfang
My least favorite things...
-Happy, carefree cats
-Weak cats
-Cats with more talking than fighting
And, my fears.
-Water
-Nightclan becoming weak
-Anything happening to Tigerfang. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Eaglesoar is the great-great-great-grandson of the mighty former Shadowclan leader, Blackstar. He has inherrited Blackstar's massive build and mighty strength, as well as Blackstar's undying pride for Shadowclan, now Nightclan. He is big and muscular, and when he was a kit showed great potential of growing into a strong warrior.
As a kit and early periods of apprenticeship, Eaglesoar was a happy, forgiving and outgoing young tom. He was the exact opposite of what is expected of a Nightclan cat. Whereas most Nightclan cats are fierce, battle hungry and menacing, Eaglepaw was content just to spend his whole day playing around. Many cats found him a nuisance, and he annoyed the whiskers out of most warriors, but it was almost impossible to stay mad at him for long, with his cheerful character.
After his mentor Trouttail ran away to Seaclan, his way of thinking began to change. He started to show the proud and hardy Nightclan cat that was shown in Blackstar, with an undying dignity and refusal to succumb. He has also developed a fierce ambition to make the name of Nightclan feared, just as the name "Shadowclan" used to appear in kit's horror stories. Like the Shadowclan cats before him, he is fierce about clan boundaries and despises half-clan cats, thinking that the pure blood of the clans has been tainted.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Eaglesoar is a ginger tabby tom, with dark brown stripes running vertically down his body. His eyes are bright green, which radiates a sense of mysteriousness from him. He is among the largest of Nightclan cats, as well as one of the most muscular. He has a body built solely for combat and not for stealth or hunting, which is why his hunting skills are abysmal.
My history, don't go poking around!
Eaglesoar borne to a litter of three, with Bramblefire and Darkshadow. However, his memories as a kit are fuzzy, and has no memory of Darkshadow ever being his brother. His mother died right after he was born due to birth complications. Due to that he has never really known what it was like to have a mother. As a kit, he tried to be cheerful and cheer everyone up when they were feeling down. Even as an apprentice, that happy-go-lucky personality never changed. He grew to be big and strong, and was named "Eaglepaw" with the current Seaclan deputy - then Nightclan warrior Trouttail, as his mentor.
Eaglesoar's world was shattered when Trouttail was chased out of Nightclan, but at that time he was too young and immature to remember much. Ever since that incident, he has imprinted in his head that he should make an enemy out of the other clans, and that the other clans were not as powerful as Nightclan. That thought slowly grew into an ambition, and now his personality is a complete changeover from his young days. He despises and looks down on Seaclan, especially Trouttail, thinking that his former mentor has betrayed him.
Recently, he was caught in a fight with a couple of foxes and almost died, leaving him badly scarred for life, as well as one torn ear. Ever since then, he has wanted nothing more than to tear out those foxes' hearts one by one. He got his chance in the Gathering, where he ripped out one of the fox's throat and killing it. However, Puresun managed to talk Blaze out of attacking the clans before he could kill any more of the foxes, leaving him a bit annoyed at Puresun, but admires her nonetheless.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 7:28 am
 . : About Me : .My name is Ravenwing.
I'm a proud member of Seaclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 20 moons (1 year 8 months).
I'm a warrior.
My kin include None.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-She-cats
-Flirting
-Charming pretty she-cats with my irrisistable good looks
-Swimming
-Hunting
My least favorite things...
-Lightningstrike
-Hard-to-charm she-cats
-Being rejected by a she-cat in front of everyone
-Any disturbance of peace
-Being humiliated by a she-cat (e.g. Lavenderstar slapping him at the Gathering)
And, my fears.
-Embarrassing myself
-Staying single for the rest of his life. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Ravenwing is one of the most flirtatious cats of the clans. He is an irrisistably handsome tom, and he knows it. With his sugar sweet words and enchanting voice, he tries to charm any she-cats he sees, not necessarily to become mates but just to get the she-cats' attention. Rank means nothing to him, and he will even flirt with the leader of his clan or other clans if he gets the chance. This, however, does not mean that he is not a loyal warrior. Aside from his flirtatious personality, Ravenwing is one of the best hunters in the clan, though he is not big and muscular like some other toms so he is not one of the top warriors.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Ravenwing is jet black from head to toe with sleek, well groomed fur that he spends hours on each day, to make himself look handsome to she-cats. His eyes are a clear dark green, the colour of leaves. He is of medium build, not as big and strong as some but not so small that he would be weak either. His lithe build and silky smooth pelt are perfect for swimming, hence being one of the best hunters in the clan.
My history, don't go poking around!
Ravenwing was born to a litter of three, to the same mother as the leader of his clan Mosstar. The first of the litter, a tom, did not survive the first leaf bare, and the second died of greencough. Ravenwing was thus left as the only survivor of his litter, and getting all his mother's attention.
As he grew up, it became clear to his clanmates that he was a laid back and carefree cat, not one to start a fight but not one to back down from one either. His mentor began to worry about his progress, since he seemed to spend more time trying to charm she-cat apprentices than training.
He has tried his luck with Lavenderstar, but despite being publically slapped by the Nightclan leader, his good mood never fazed. In the Gathering, however, by chance he laid his eyes on Willowheart of Nightclan...and could not get her beauty out of his mind ever since.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 8:12 am
Great! It's accepted! Thanks! Accepted, all of them! Great! It's accepted, though please find a picture to include in it. Other than that, it looks fine. ^^ Well, you can post your old profiles here if you aren't sure whether they've been approved, just to be sure, but all new profiles are required to be posted here before any new cat can enter the roleplay. ^^ I'm pretty sure I've approved all your profiles, but if you want to be sure, you can re-post them here. It's up to you! ^^ Wonderful! Both accepted. ^^
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 11:22 am
 . : About Me : .My name is Lustrepaw.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 8 moons.
I'm an apprentice.
My kin include Dawnthistle - mother, Wheatear - father, Rustkit - younger brother.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-Voles
-Hunting trips with warriors (because it makes him feel older)
-Asking "why?"
-Miraclesky, Thunderflight, Whisperblade
My least favorite things...
-Being ignored
-Becoming an apprentice for longer than everyone else
And, my fears.
-Being left alone for long periods of time
-Any big birds (because they are scary). : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
He was a happy kit, eager to play and with seemingly limitless energy as he bounces around the camp. When he has something he does not understand, he would not hesitate to bombard the nearest cat with questions. As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat, so sometimes Lustrekit's endless questions of "why?" gets on the nerves of older cats. He has such a pure, innocent and naive mind that he sometimes notices things that other cats would not, such as Cinderstreak's shared personality with Night.
Bouncy and happy as he is usually, when he gets serious in battle he turns into a raging tom with a completely different, almost scary personality. He also tends to have an overexaggerated imagination.
It's what I am, like it or not.
He is a light gray tabby tom with stunning blue eyes. His tabby stripes are not prominent, but they help in helping him camoflage when hunting. It is said that whoever looks into his eyes will be stunned by the sheer brilliance, hence his name "Lustre". His sapphire blue eyes are usually round and curious.
My history, don't go poking around!
Lusterkit is the kit of Dawnthistle and Wheatear, and his sister is Snowkit. His brother was Redkit, who died during the madness. However, Lusterkit was too young to remember the details, and till this day, he has no memory of ever having a brother.
Not long after he became an apprentice, he met the Nightclan loner Whisperblade at the border and befriended the mysterious tom. He thinks very highly of Whisperblade, as he thinks that he has a very interesting life story and his ability to disappear into shadows is really cool. He also began to look up to Thunderflight like an older sister, and secretly wants to be just as strong and agile as her and Whisperblade one day.
As he grew older and became an apprentice, he began to prove himself as a formidable warrior in battle as shown in the fight against the wolverines in the Gathering. He managed to wound Tempest deeply in the shoulder, but suffered horrendous, life-threatening injuries as a result.
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