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 Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2012 1:17 pm
}xD Wal, c... I was going to put their ages in years, but then i figured i'd get yelled at if i didn't put it in moons. Firestorm died around the age of 9 years, and since Icestorm raised them until they were around 6 moons, she died just over 9 and half years, closer to 10 years. I wasn't sure exactly how old to put the two warriors, at first I was going to put Firefang at just over two years, so I randomly picked 64 moons, cause I suck at math and was lazy... }xD (Actually i figured since 1 year has 12 moons, times 2 is 60 so 64...) Snowstreak is to be a little bit younger, approximately by 5 maybe 10 moons, so lyk... a year and a half old. I hope this clears up the confusion a bit... Graystripe's Laziness Strikes Again~ emotion_facepalm emotion_sweatdrop
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 4:41 am
Actually 64 moons is 5 years 4 months, which is very old for a feral cat as they live up to around 8 years. 50 moons is 4 years 2 months so more than a year younger, you can do the math yourself :3
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 12:46 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Mosspaw.
I'm a proud member of Breezeclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm Seven Moons.
I'm a Medicine Cat Apprentice.
My kin include mum and dad, Gingerkit [sister-deceased], Thornkit [brother-deceased].. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
Herbs
Wolfspirit ⇨ My mentor
Running
Starclan
Open Moors
Watching New Apprentices
Herb Hunting
Stars
My least favorite things...
Sick Cats ⇨ Hearing that they're sick makes my heart sink
Really Big Birds
Leaf Bare
Bitter Cats
And, my fears.
Losing Wolfspirit too soon
Really Big Birds
Losing those close to her. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Mosspaw is your average cat. She isn't overly energetic and bouncy but she's not secluded either. Her attitude sometimes depends on whom she is with but not always. She is very curious and loves to learn. Mosspaw always likes to hear both sides of the story before she makes a decision and she's fair. She's not one to get angry easily but she is passionate. So while she might not be angry, she might raise her voice if she is passionate enough about what is being spoken about.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Simply put, Mosspaw is a black and white she-cat. The area around her muzzle is white as well as her paws. The rest is spread out between black and white. She has vibrant green eyes and an adorable bright pink nose. She's small in stature but like a normal Breezeclan cat she is quick and agile.
My history, don't go poking around!
Mosspaw was born here in Breezeclan to two loyal warriors. She was the only kit from the litter that survived. Nothing too tragic though; the little things that newborns sometimes got sick with was too much for the kits to handle. It happens sometimes. Anyways, her parents were looking forward to the day that she would become a warrior apprentice. So you could imagine their surprise when she said she wanted to train under Wolfspirit; their medicine cat. When asked why, she simply stated that she loved helping and she loved herbs. It took a little while for her parents to warm up to the idea; her mother got into the rhythm of the idea much quicker than her father did but both are okay with it now.
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 1:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 11:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 6:23 am
Okay, looks good! Both are approved, I'll post them up. :3
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2012 1:52 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Fawnkit.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm five moons.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Ripple-eye and Brambleface [both deceased]. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- warmth
- playing
- friendship
- having fun
- butterflies
- sleeping
- watching ceremonies
- dreams
My least favorite things...
- the cold
- being alone
- being teased
- bees
- pain
- being ignored
- thunder
- storms
And, my fears.
- fire
- death . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Well, for starters, I'm a friendly and social cat. I like to be around others and enjoy their company. I don't like to upset anyone, so I always try and be pleasant with them. I love having friends! I hold my loved ones above everything else, since I feel they're the most important things to me.
I'm undyingly loyal to those I trust and would do anything for them. A little dangerous, I guess, if they're trying to trick me but I'm also a bit naive. I'm the cat who would believe almost anything. I might learn better when I'm older.
Despite being social, I'm not a very energetic cat. I like to keep it calm and quiet. I don't like to get riled up. I might get excited every once in a while, but it's not a constant thing. I'm patient, which would help in my "quest" to please others. I don't like being the center of attention, but knowing that I get along with as many cats as I can is always a good feeling.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Let's start with my fur -- most of it is a tan, sort of beige, color. My fur is a medium length, though my tail is a little more fluffy. Though, my legs, tail, ears and pretty much my entire face are dark brown. I'm still small, since I'm a kit, but I'll grow! My eyes are large and a pretty shade of topaz blue. Others say they're my mother's eyes.
My history, don't go poking around!
Well, I haven't lived very long but I can mention what's happened in my life so far. For starters, I was born. I don't have any littermates though -- I was the only kit born to Ripple-eye and Brambleface. Because of that, I was their most favorite thing ever. But it was short lived. Not late after, the Clan experienced a period of turmoil: the floods. My parents were some of the few cats to drown, which left me an orphaned kit. Of course the other queens helped take care of me, but it wasn't the same.
Now I'm just looking foward to being apprentinced. Though, I wish my parents could be there with me when the time comes.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 12:30 pm
Forsaken is assepted...derp...>u>
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 9:42 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Trillpaw.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 9 moons.
I'm an apprentice.
My kin include {open}. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Safety
- Feeling secure
My least favorite things...
- Loud noises
- Kits
- Being jumped by other cats
- Being made fun of
And, my fears.
- Loud noises
- Warriors
- Disaster . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a very scared cat. Almost everything scares me and I'm very jumpy. Anything that I don't expect to happen makes me freak out. I'm very submissive and I tend to be very shy. I almost always follow the rules and I never loosen up around the warriors and very rarely around the other apprentices. Even kits scare me. I'm a complete coward, no questions asked. I also am insecure, don't trust my own judgement, and always doubt myself and my own abilities. I'm jumpy and get scared easily. I'm constantly on edge and an distrusting of anything new. And I mean anything. I seriously doubt that I'll make a good warrior, but I do try my hardest. I don't work well around other cats and tend to mess up when warriors are breathing down my neck. I think I tend to frustrate the warriors with my shyness and my indecisive behavior.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a small grey-brown tabby. My face, neck, chest, and legs are white. My fur is still short and soft. I have dark green eyes and a black nose. My tail is an average length and is tabby like my back and the top of my head and ears. My face isn't narrow or broad it's pleasantly shaped, as is the rest of my body. My tabby fur is bracken colored and helps with stalking through drying and dying plants in leaf-fall and leaf-bare. I'm not a cat that would usually be noticed in a group. I easily blend in and can be forgotten, which is the only thing that I'm really grateful about when it comes to my appearance.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born in the nursery like most kits, but unlike the other kits I have always been jumpy and I refused to leave the nursery for over a moon after I was born. I was never eager to be made an apprentice, but I did it anyways. I was most upset at having to leave the security of the nursery. After I was made an apprentice I trained as hard as I could, but I never seemed to get anything right. I don't necessarily want to be a warrior, but I have to become one because there are no other options. I don't know if I'll be made a warrior on time, but if not my mentor will be upset. I don't want to let them down, but I don't think I'm good enough. I'm terrified of letting everyone down, but I'm so insecure that I don't think that I can actually do anything right! No one knows why I was so slow to leave the nursery or why I'm so shy and such a scaredy cat, now even I know!
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 1:14 am
 . : About Me : .My name is Dreamflight.
I'm a proud member of Night Clan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 28 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include no one that I can remember right away. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Moonlight
- Butterflies
-Thinking
- Feathers
- Snow
- Climbing trees or anything tall
- Flowers
- Dreams
- Hunting/ Patrolling
My least favorite things...
- Being underestimated
- Nightmares
- Making mistakes
- Anything whatsoever that has to do with twolegs
And, my fears.
- Most twolegs, if not all of them
- Dogs
. : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm social and friendly to most other cats that I meet, but at the same time... I can also be very independent. I'm the type of cat that might wander off from camp often, to spend time focusing on my thoughts. Even if I don't speak often, I am very insightful. If I'm silent, it means I'm either lost in complete thought, or daydreaming. Most of the time, I normally am very calm. If anything, I might get annoyed... But never angry. It takes a lot to anger me.
Another thing about me, is I'm always curious. If I get into trouble (which is rare), it's normally caused by my curiosity. The slightest sound or unknown scent is enough to spark my interest. That's part of the reason why I spend so much time out in the forest, rather than in camp... I like to be around all the different sounds and scents, or anything that triggers my senses.
Most other cats seem to view me as timid and innocent. Even though my innocent-seeming nature makes me seem harmless, I can also use it to my advantage. If I choose to, I can easily blind other cats with my charm to get what I want. I am very skilled in the art of persuasion. However, I always put my clan before myself, and I'm feircly loyal to them. I care for my clan and friends with all my heart, and I'd do anything for them.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'll start with my form first. I have long and strong legs that are perfect for climbing and leaping. I am rather slender and petite, with the right amount of muscle for a she-cat to signal strength. My fur is smooth and soft, the color of snow. But I also have markings in soft shades of cream or light brown on my fur. The markings are done in rings aronds my tail, and are located on my legs and muzzle. My face is slightly pointed, but with enough roundness to be innocent-seeming, and with triangualar-shaped ears. I also have several scars--- My biggest, most noticable one starts at my shoulder and goes almost all the way down my back. However, my eyes are my most striking feature. They are an electric, icy blue color, and stand out with a strong contrast against the pure white of my fur.
My history, don't go poking around!
I wasn't always a clan cat. I'll start with my parents though... I never knew them. They were always a blank, unfilled space in my life that I don't remember. But I do remember spending my kithood owned by twolegs. I'd always move and shift into different homes... Each season, and each moon, was normally spent with a different set of twolegs. Sure, I'd grow to like some of the twolegs... But not once did I ever distintively care or love them. One day, as usual, I had been sent to live with a new set of twolegs... And these twolegs, well, they weren't exactly classified as "nice" twolegs.
Their living space was always cold and littered with waste. I don't think those twolegs liked me very much. They would constantly yell and shout. And they'd throw things at me, or sometimes kick me with their large twoleg paws. I'd always try to be good for them, or do what they wanted to make them happy... Except, I never knew how to make them happy. And they always seemed... so angry.
One day, I guess my twolegs had finally snapped. I'd accidentially knocked something over, when I was playing, which made both twolegs completely lose it with anger. The female twoleg took an object... something shiny and sharp? She flung it at me, and it made a rip all the way along my back. All I can remember after that is blood, so much blood, and then darkness. I thought I was dead. But when I awoke, I was in the forest. After that, I was greeted by other cats. They introduced themselves to me as Night Clan, and took me in as an apprentice. I've remained in Night Clan ever since, as a loyal warrior.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 4:18 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Sinleaf.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 21 moons.
I'm a Queen.
My kin include Unkown. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-> Kits
-> Birds
-> Flowers
-> Nature
-> Elders
My least favorite things...
-> Two-Legs
-> Rivers
-> Rouges
-> Annoying Cats
-> Intruders
-> Rude Cats
And, my fears.
-> Two-Legs
-> Loosing Kits
-> Death
-> Drowning
-> Snow . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Sinleaf is what you would say fiery. Basically she is someone who is strong and independent and wont take crap from anyone. Sinleaf is a bit rude at times when she needs to be and would get in a fight to help someone she cared about. She can come off as rude at times because she can be very quiet and shy. Some think that if she wont talk she doesnt like you, but truthfully she is just shy. Well-developed value system, which they strive to live in accordance with. Extremely loyal, mentally quick and able to see possibilities.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Sinleaf is a bright orange cat with a fox like red tail. She had brownish redish paws and the tip of her tail and ears are the same. Her fur on her chest is white and puffy and a bit of her face is white as well. Sinleaf has a bright red nose that stands out from anyoth nose. She has golden-like eyes that follow you everywhere you go.
My history, don't go poking around!
Sinleaf has lived in Stormclan for as long as she can remember. Sinleaf was not born in Stormclan though because she was found as a kit in the bushes around the Stormclan territory. She was accepted though and was raised as one of the clan cats. Sinleaf never really wanted to be a warrior and since she was a she-cat she could be a Queen. Sinleaf has not yet found a mate yet, but is looking and can not wait till she has her first litter. She is just helping with hunting for now since she is not with kits yet.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 4:08 pm
. : About Me : . My name is Tabbypoopt.
I'm a proud member of DerpClan.
I'm a pretty and I know it, you should know.
I'm 10828 moons.
I'm a pooper.
My kin include Barfbutt, Ickypaw, Snootyface. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Pooping
- Talking about how pretty I am
- Pooping while talking about how pretty I am
My least favorite things...
- Things that don't smell like poop
- Cats who think I'm ugly
- Ugly cats
- Strawberries
And, my fears.
- Constipation . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm happy. I like pooping. I like cats who poop a lot. I like pooping while doing things. It's natural, don't judge me.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm an orange tabby. My butt usually smells like poo. My eyes are throw up green. I have whiskers. And paws. And claws. Poop.
My history, don't go poking around!
I pooped a lot. I pooped as a kitten. I pooped as an apprentice. I pooped as a warrior. StarClan said once, "That cat poops a lot. It's kind of unhealthy." They prophetisized I'd poop more. They were right.
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