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 Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 1:18 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Burningpelt.
I'm a proud member of SeaClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 17 moons.
I'm a young warrior.
My kin include no one....that I count, at least... : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
~ Being alone
~ Being quiet
~ Fishing
~ Swimming
~ Cats who aren't boastful
My least favorite things...
~ Cats that are boastful or full of themselves
~ The wind
~ Strangers
~ Being pressed for information
~ Sunlight
And, my fears.
~ Animals that could potentially kill her
~ Confrontation
~ Thunderstorms
~ Tight places. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Burningpelt is a very modest she-cat. She doesn't like to show off to many. She tends to slip away from groups and can't stand to be around a lot of cats. She's somewhat claustrophobic, and has a pathalogical fear of thunderstorms. She gets embarassed easily, and hates that a lot. She ht her head one too many times as a kit, and tends to blank out in conversations randomly due to brain damage. She hates throwing temper tantrums, and is pretty tolerant of others around her, as long as it isn't some mean, really boastful tom. She is a klutz even when it comes to breathing, considers herself to be an okay hunter [she's actually pretty good. Remember, she's pretty modest.].
It's what I am, like it or not.
Burningpelt considers herself to not be pretty, but she's actually kind of pretty. is a dark orange colored bengal she-cat. Her fur is relatively short. Her nose is slightly darker than the rest of her face. She has two relatively thin, brilliant orange streaks stretching from her muzzle, travelling down her neck, but fade to the dark orange like on her face. Her stomach is the same orange as well as her chest. Her legs slowly fade into a light cream color. Her tail is of normal length, and she has small paws. Her eyes are a striking teal color. She has darker orange spots littering her body, except on her legs.
My history, don't go poking around!
Burningpelt was born to her mother and father, whom she doesn't like to consider as her mother and father. As a kit, her brother and father always hinted off that she wasn't going to be a good warrior, since she was short. She decided this was to be true, and soon began receding into her 'shell'. She wouldn't play with the other kits, and would sulk tiredly in the elders den all day, listening to stories.
When it came time for her to become an apprentice, she had many doubts, and so did her brother and father [mumzie died earlier]. She never really spoke to her mentor, and was always thinking and focusing on how she wasn't good enough. She receded even further, and never participated in fighting assessments. She was a frustration on her mentor, and eventually, he said that she wasn't worth the effort of teaching. Her warrior ceremony happened after that. Even though she felt that she really didn't deserve the title of warrior, she didn't protest. It was better than being bossed around by so called 'superiors'. This'll be the only cat I introduce after the time skip! ^w^
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 3:14 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Featherɧeart.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 30 Moons. ((or so, that's how old she'll be AFTER the skip... I think...))
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){she has no mate yet.}[any offers? mrgreen ]
ღ Lustrepaw (unlike some, she can pick favorites)
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx[He's her favorite apprentice]
xxxxxxx[but she still adores every kit]
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.::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::  . : About Me : .My name is Rustkit/paw/dawn.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 15 Moons. ((at the end of the skip))
I'm a Warrior. ((after skip, he's a kit right now))
My kin include Sweetkit (sister), Emberkit (brother), Dawnthistle (momma), Lustrepaw (brother from another litter).. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
ღ Family
ღ Stormclan
ღ Skywhisker
ღ Exploring
ღ Hunting (he will love it)
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.
Rustkit is very energetic, or can be. Usually he's calm and thoughtful. Rustkit loves his sister very much and he's very protective of her. He likes Featherheart right now because she's the first thing he felt when he came into the world. The young kit seems wise for his age.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Rustkit is a small brown tabby tom. He has a white chest and piercing blue eyes. He's a bit bigger than Sweetkit but smaller than Emberkit.
My history, don't go poking around!
Rustkit was born to Dawnthisle after Lusterpaw's apprentice ceremony.
He feels some kind of connection to Featherheart because her touch is the very first thing he felt when he was born.
When the 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.((is it okay that I did them all in one post?)) EDIT: Pictures being added. Hold on for a second
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 4:37 pm
Great! Now it's accepted. Lustrepaw is approved! <3 Approved! ^^ Both are accepted! And that's fine. C:
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 4:59 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Hauntedheart.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 20 moons. (29 after the timeskip)
I'm a medicine cat.
My kin include Cindermoon Uunknown sister), Redlily (Unknown mother, deceased), Stonemask (Father, deceased), Whitekit (Deceased son), Fadingpaw (Daughter). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-Herbs
-Healing cats
-Being alone
-Darkness
-Cinderwing
-Rain
-Kits
-Her daughter, Fadingpaw
My least favorite things...
X Lavenderstar and Foxfur
X Being ordered around
X StarClan (At times)
X Most cats
X Crowds
And, my fears.
X Cats discovering her secret
X Losing a cat she cares for . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Hauntedheart is cold, right down to the core. It's clearly obvious in everything she does and says. Her eyes show it, her appearance shows it, and her tone shows it. She is ill-tempered, cold, harsh, and even a little violent at times. Most of the cats have learned to stay away from her due to her foul mood. She is known for snapping at many cats for no reason at all and doesn't seem to enjoy the company of her clanmates most of the time. Although, while all this is true, it's only the surface of who she is, the only part she lets the rest of the world see. Deep down, the ill-tempered she-cat has a heart, and a large one at that. She would fight to her last breath to defend those important to her and truely does have a soft side. When she cares for a cat, she is completely loyal to them, no matter what clan they are from. She has proven this many times in her lifetime but only on rare occansions. Over her lifetime, hiding her emotions has become second nature to the she-cat. Hauntedheart believes it is better to be hated then to be loved and then betrayed. Although, a few cats have been able to get a glimpse at her softer side, the caring, loving and motherly side to the cold medicine cat. She has always had strong motherly instincts and is extremly protective over kits. She can also be extremly rebellious and, when her heart is set on something, nothing can change her mind about it. She's not afraid to disobey orders if she believes it is the right thing and isn't afraid to speak back to the leader or deputy. Another thing is that Hauntedheart has two places in which she places cats, one side is the cats who she trusts and who have proven that they are worthy of her trust and care. The other side is of cats who have, somehow, betrayed her or made ehr feel some sort of depleasure toward them. For her, there is no inbetween, she either likes a cat or hates a cat, and, once she has her midn set that she can't trust a cat, it is nearly impossible to change her mind about the cat. While cold and ill-tempered on the outside, deep down the NightClan medicine has a good, and large, heart and will do anything for those she cares for. Though she has her own views on life and the cats around her and nothing will change her whatsoever. There truely is more to the Nightclan medicine cat then what meets the eye of her fellow clanmates.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Hauntedheart is a fairly large, muscular she-cat. She has a long, smokey gray, almost black, pelt. She has a large, muscular build and she has long, strong legs. Her eyes are almost crystal-like in color. Althouhg their natural color is blue, they sometimes appear to be completely due to how the light hits them, giving them a more crystal-like appearance.
My history, don't go poking around!
She was brought to NightClan by her farther. He claimed that he found the kit and their mother wishes to be kept a secret. A queen took Hauntedkit in and treated her no differently then her other kits. Her litter mates, Wolfkit and Raykit, didn't know she wasn't their sister and they acted like real kin. She was very fond of the medicine cat and spent a lot of time in her den. When it was time she became an apprentice she asked if the medicine cat would take her on as her apprentice. The old medicine cat agreed and while her brothers became apprentice she became a medicine cat apprentice.
Hauntedpaw was a top apprentice. She was smart, wise, skilled, and creative. She sometimes mixed herbs together to try and find new cures that might be more effective. She was a very happy apprentice and loved to hang out wit her brothers and the other apprentices. her brothers taught her battle moves and hunting moves, even though Hauntedpaw''s mentor didn't like them doing so. Although hauntedpaw liked the feeling of being able to hunt and protect herself. This led to many fights between Hauntedpaw and her mentor. They couldn't seem to get along anymore. It went so bad that Hauntedpaw sometimes considered becomign a warrior. All this made her grumpy and short-tempered. The apprenitces didn't like her as much and even her own brothers kept her distance. She grew lonley and this only drew to more grumpyness. She hated her mentor, she hated her brothers, she hated everyone! No one seemed to understand the she-cat! She grew angery and spent a lot of time in her den adn in the shadows. She no longer mixed herbs together and wasn't as friendly to cats that came for her help.
Then came Foxfang. Foxfang was a strong, brave and idenpendant StormClan warrior. He was very kind and polite and was very understanding of Hauntedpaw. He was a young warrior and as their friendship grew, so did their feelings. hauntedpaw tried to ignore them until after one half-moon gathering. She had just become Hauntedheart and was almost home when she found Foxclaw in the bushes.It was there did they admit their true feelings for each other and became mates. they loved each other and slowly hauntedheart became the cat that she used to be. Although she had broken the warrior code. She had taken a mate and soon was holding kits. She kept her secret hidden and a few moons later, she gave borth to two kits. One was born still but the other, a small she-kit, lived. The birth had been hard but she had enough streangth to carry her to the border. Foxclaw found her later and took Fadingkit to StormClan. Hauntedheart went back to camp only to be found by her mentor. The old medicine cat scolded her apprneitce. SHe knew the truth and demanded she ended her relationship with Foxclaw. When Hauntedheart refused ehr mentor swore she would regret it.
It happened the next night. Hauntedheart woke to meet with Foxclaw, only to find her mentor's nest empty. Panic overcame her and she dashed to the border. As she neared the smell of fear and blood filled every bone in her body. As she arrived at the meeting spot she found her mentorattacking a surprised Foxclaw. She stood in shock as her mentor attacked her mate. Even though Foxclaw was strong he had been taken by surprise and that gave the older medicine cat the advantage. Hauntedheart let out a yowl of terro as both cats tumbled over the edge of the hill and rolled into a large boulder. Hauntedheart found them both limp, tangled together. The medicine cat's teeth were grasped tightly on Foxclaw's neck while Foxclaw's head was limp to the side and his claws were dug into the older she-cat's shoulder. Hauntedheart untangled them and nuzzled Foxclaw. She turned to her mentor and let out a yowl of anger and sorrow. She hated her mentor, why ahd she done it? For the rest of the night, Hauntedheart slept beside Foxclaw for the last time.
After the death of her mate, Hauntedheart was never the same. She became even colder toward her clanmates. She spent most of the time alone in the woods. She took her job as NightClan's only medicine cat seriously. When she was still young, she took on a young tom named Honeypaw as an apprentice. She wasn't happy about it, but had been given no choice. She was harsh and rude to the apprentice and wasnever pleased with what he did. When Honeypaw disappeared, Hauntedheart couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Now she no longer had some annoying little apprentice constantly asking her questions and making her life harder. As the moons passed, Hauntedheart began to find a friend in a tom named Cinderwing. She wasn't sure what made her feel like she could trust him, but something did. She slowly began to enjoy having him around and could talk to him easily. It felt good to have a cat that she could call a friend again, since the last time had been with Foxclaw. The two grew closer after the deaths of Shatteredfang and Leopardstorm. At the time of the deaths of the two queens, both of them had a litter of young kits. Hauntedheart took on the respounsibility of Shatteredfang's litter, a litter of newborn kits. She loved the kits like they were her own and it was a joy for to finally be a mother, since she had never had a chance to do that with her own kits. She remained in the nursery until the kits didn't need milk anymore and then returned to the medicine cat den, but spent most of her free time with the kits.
Things seemed good until the death of Darkshadow, the father of Shatteredfang's kits. Things slowly began to fall apart until the the truth about the tom's death came out. It was revealed that it had been Cinderwing that had killed him. The clan suddenly turned on Cinderwing but Hauntedheart stood firmly and defended the tom she considered her friend, maybe even something more. She couldn't believe how quickly theclan turned on Cinderwing, who had been a well respected warrior. It angered ehr greatly and she soon began to take her anger out on Lavenderstar, yelling harsh remarks to the leader in order to defend Cinderwing. She was right by Cinderwing's side the entire time the clan debated but, in the end, Lavenderstar declared that Cinderwing was exiled from NightClan. It was then that Hauntedheart truly felt that ehr world was caving in. She had dealt with everything in ehr life, and pushed through, but the loss of her only, closest friend was something she couldn't stand. She knew Cinderwing didn't mean to kill Darkshadow, but no one else seemed to see it her way. After the tom left, Huantehderat became even more hostile, and wasn't afraid to snap at Lavenderstar and disobey her orders. The trust she once had in the leader was completely gone. Slowly, Hauntedheart moved on, even took on another apprentice, but she never trusted Lavenderstar again. She still strives to heal her clan and do her job and good as she can. Though she still lives everyday with ehr secrets weighing on her shoulders, and maybe even a few more then before.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 7:08 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Neonkit ⇨ Neonpaw ⇨ Neonmist.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a She-kit, I should know.
I'm New-Born.
I'm a Kit.
My kin include Skywisker (momma), Burrpelt (papa), Halokit (sister), Briskkit (brother), Moonblaze (Great-Aunty, Momma's side), Dawnsky (Aunty, momma's side), Oaktail (uncle, papa's side).. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
ஜ Momma (Skywisker)
ஜ Me sister and brother
ஜ Lightning
ஜ Hunting
ஜ Tree Climbing
ஜ Papa (Burrpelt)
My least favorite things...
◇ Dieing
◇ Friends being sad
◇ Meanies
And, my fears.
◇ ◇ Dieing
◇ ◇ Fire
◇ ◇ Momma or Papa getting hurt or dieing
◇ ◇ Losing Me family . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Neonkit is a soft little ball of energy. She gets to be quite a handful because she loves to be all over the place. This young kit is rarely quite and still. She is pretty much the opposite of her sister, Halokit.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Neonkit has very bright green eyes. Her fur is the same tabby color as her father, Burrpelt's fur. And she has white "flames" or stripes, the white is the same white as Skywisker's fur. Neonkit is a sleek kit with an oddly long tail like her sister.
My history, don't go poking around!
Neonkit is a newborn. She is born to Skywisker and Burrpelt. Neonkit is a sister to her sister Halokit and her brother ____kit.((She is to be born after the Time Skip. Yay biggrin )) {{ Question... May I add the picture later? I sort of want it to be a SURPRISE. Trixie did such an AMAZING job on this one. (well, on every one, but still) Or do you need her picture in order to accept?
It's totally fine if you do. I'm happy to comply to the rules to make it easier.Ain't she adorable?}}
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 8:20 am
 About Me: My name is Darkcloud. I'm a proud member of NightClan. I'm a she-cat, I should know. I'm 20 moons old. I'm a young warrior. My kin include no one that I know of. A Little Bit More:My Favorite Things!Darkness Friends (as crazy as it sounds, she does get lonely!) Sleeping Fighting for her Clan Hunting Kits My Lest Favorite Things...Giggling Fighting for what's not right Sunlight in her eyes Self-centered cats Cats who are nosey (other than kits) Being alone I'm not going to change, it's who I am.Darkcloud is a quiet she-cat with a strange personality. She loves to be around others, especially kits, but she doesn't like when cats boast about themselves. Sometimes she'll want to be alone, and she can get very irritable. Howvwer, she's really just a sweetheart who's looking for a friend. It's what I am, like it or not.Darkcloud is a beautiful black she-cat with many large, white patches. She has pretty green eyes. One of her front legs is black, with a white paw. This makes it look like a patch on her pelt. My history, don't go poking around!Darkcloud was born many moons ago, outside Clan territory. However, her parents could not care for her. She was the runt of the family, so they left her at the edge of NightClan territory, to them it was one less mouth to feed. A NightClan patrol found her, and took her in, giving her the name Darkkit.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 2:23 pm
[[ Here's a new kitty, because Citruskit will die during the Timeskip. @ Zann: xD I do too. ]]  . : About Me : . My name is Foggykit.
I'm a proud member of Breezeclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 3 moons .
I'm a Kit .
My kin include I don't know where they are... . . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Sight, that I no longer have...
- Friends
- Cuddling with people
- Encouragement
- Being a warrior
- Voices to guide me
- Love
My least favorite things...
- Darkness
- Not being understood
- Quiet
- Thorns
- Ignoration
- Hate
And, my fears.
- Being alone
- Getting lost
- Threats
- Death . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Foggykit is A blind kit. Because of this, sometimes she feels distant to others. She needs others to live, so as well as she feels distant, she has to get along with everyone, because she thinks she might lose them one day. She has high hopes, even though she is blind, she believes that she could become leader one day. Foggykit it Has full respect to others, and she is VERY cautious. Although she loves to play. She relies on others to guide her, because she gets scared that she can get lost easily. Foggykit also loves snuggling with people, because she feels that she would never get harmed near them.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Foggykit is a black and white Persian cat. She has Hazel eyes. ( Although they are brown in the picture ) Around her neck is the fluffiest part of her body, and it looks like a fluffy white scarf. Her belly is white. Almost the rest of her body is black, except the tip of her tail, which is white. Her paws are all white.
My history, don't go poking around!
Foggykit was the runt of her litter. Her mother and father didn't treat her as well, but soon they found out they had to. Foggykit couldn't see anything, and it took 3 weeks to find out. They felt so upset, they left the clan, bringing all their kits except hers. Foggykit replaced her mother with Cherrydrop, ( My Breezeclan kitty ) because she knew that her mother and father wouldn't never come back again. Cherrydrop was there for her, and she enjoyed helping out the blind kit as her own, because she always wanted kits.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 4:19 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Sungaze.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 17 moons.
I'm a queen.
My kin include Leopardstorm (Deceased), Fathom (Deceased), Silentpaw, Guardianvow, Charmingkit, Jasperkit, . . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
●Friends
●My siblings!
●NightClan
●Rainblast
●My kit
My least favorite things...
●Being hungry
●Thunderstorms
●Mean cats
●Being misunderstood
And, my fears.
●Dogs
●Thunderpath
●Twolegs
●Death . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I was one very curious she-cat, until my kits were born. I only think about them, I want them to grow up strong and healthy. I am still very energetic, if my kits want to play, I will surely say yes. I still have that little kit inside of me that wants to sneak out and fool around. Talking is still my hobby, it's fun talking to the other queens in the nursery.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a golden tabby she-cat. I have dark gray eyes, like my mother's. My chest is pure white and the tip of my tail is all brown. My markings may look like a Bengal's but I am a tabby. I'm glad that I take after my mother, my pelt helps me remember her.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born to Leopardstorm and I don't know my father. I have two other siblings, they are Silentpaw and Guardianpaw. I love them all so much, they're always there for me. My mother died when I was about 4-5 moons. So, my siblings and I were left to be raised by the queens in the nursery. When I was apprenticed, at the age of six moons, I pormised myself that I would train hard for my clan and my family. My mentor was Foxfur, was a great mentor. Well, I'm Rainpaw's mate since a couple moons. Wow, I really like that tom. We have a litter of four kits, they are absolutely wonderful.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 4:30 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Pepperpelt.I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.I'm a tom, I should know.I'm nineteen moons.I'm an Warrior.
My kin include Saltpaw, Smokepaw, Lostkit, Goldenkit, Fallingpaw.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-Sunny days
-New cats
-Patrolling
-Mock fights
-Sun bathing
-Spadestripe
-Joyfeather
My least favorite things...
-Stripewhisker
-Galestar
-Frostclaw
-Rain
-Gatherings
-Starless nights
And, my fears.
-Snakes
-Foxes
-Badgers
-Border Skirmishes
-Deep water . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am generally a cheerful and trusting tom. It doesn't take much to earn my respect and trust and takes a lot to loose it. I can be forgiving when I want to. I always try to be fair and follow my heart even in the toughest of times. I am very restless and find it hard to sit and do nothing unless I'm sunbathing. Unlike some warriors and apprentices I like patrolling because it involves constant movement. I guess you could say I'm the opposite of my sister.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I got my fur from my mother Sootclaw. It is short, black and always well kept. My eyes I'm told are not my mother's. They are a light faded blue color. Due to the dark color of my pelt dirt isn't as noticeable as it is on my sister. For that, I am thankful.
[My history, don't go poking around!
I and my sister, Saltpaw were born and raised in BreezeClan. My mother Sootclaw mated with a kittypet. My mother died during kitting. The medicine cat did what she could but was only able to save us. I was told that Sootclaw died with a smile on her face, knowing that her two kits were healthy and would be well looked after. Even though our father is a kitty pet we were still accepted into the clan with open paws. We grew strong and made friends easily enough. I fell in love with two she-cats, Joyfeather and Spadestripe but due to recent events have chosen to persue a relationship with Spadestripe. We had four beautiful kits. Though Goldenkit died before birth. After Talon's flock attacked I was thrown into despair and anger due to the death of Saltstep, and three of my kits. . : About Me : .My name is Frostclaw.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm thirty eight moons old.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include my sister, Sasha, whom died.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-Silence
-Solitude
-Hunting
-Galestar
-Sunpaw
My least favorite things...
-Kits
-Apprentices
-Rouges
-Kittypets
-Twolegs
And, my fears.
-Snakes
-Death . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Most could call me gloomy or cheerless, but I like to think of myself as serious and obedient. I'm not all that inconsiderate unless talking to or about a kittypet. I can be cooperative when I feel like it and sometimes I can even be called courageous. I am motivated and loyal. Kit and apprentices bring out the stubborn and controlling side of me. BUt once you get through all that I'm not all that bad, sometimes I can even be loving. You just need to get to know me.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Twolegs called me a silver bangle cat. I don't know what that means, but what I do know is that I have a silver-gray pelt with black spots. My tail has black rings at the end, almost like a raccoon. My eyes are green, something my sister and I shared. I also have a small scar on my chest due to the monster known as Blood.
My history, don't go poking around!
I come from a place where maters live. They are almost as bad as cutters, they select and force cats to mate. If the kits are not to their liking they act like cutters then force them to live with other twolegs. My litter mates and I were but into monsters and taken places. We were touched and looked at as if some sort of entertainment. After several moons I and my sister Sasha escaped, managing to scratch a mater while doing so.
We travelled a long way. We eventually came across the scent of other cats and decided it would be smart to ask them for help. Though it wasn't. They lived in old twoleg nests and walked on thunderpaths as if they were a newly grown field. They attacked us and we nearly didn't escape. Another day of travel, my sister fell from blood loss. I stayed with her, watching as the light faded from her eyes. Another day passed, I was starving, laying by my sister's limp body. A BreezeClan hunting party happened upon us. They took me in and helped bury my sister. I was named Frostpaw due to my cold attitude toward other clan members and soon given my warrior name, Frostclaw. Due to recent developments I have chosen to pursue a relationship with Galestar, though I feel unworthy of his love.
Talon's attack was hard on the clan. We fought as best as we could but still we lost warriors and apprentices. I suffered deep wounds to my side and a wound to myright eye that left it blinded.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 7:18 pm
Accepted! Very impressive! ^^ Well, the code is set, and a picture is required. I'm sorry, but please add it so I can accept it. :3 Sorry, but I can't approve it. The mandatory code posted in the first post on the first page was neglected to be used, and it is required. Please edit it. Thanks! Approved! Accepted! :3 Wonderful! Both are approved. ^^
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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