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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 6:11 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Crunchbite.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 17 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include [open]. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
*Hunting rabbits
*The moors
*Apprentices
My least favorite things...
*Nosy cats
*Other clans
*Twolegs
And, my fears.
*Dogs!!
*Deep water . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Crunchbite is a young warrior. He's laid back in camp, but is determined when it comes to hunting. He's loyal to his clan and despises cats who are (or he assumes to be) traitors. Crunchbite also takes poorly to being insulted or criticized. He's usually pleasant to be around, being patient with kits and apprentices. However, he's suspicious of strangers and extremely wary on hunting and border patrols, due to the fact he lost his tail after a hunting patrol incident.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Crunchbite is lean, tan cat with long legs. He has an angular angular face and long body. Black spots look to be spattered across his face, legs, and body, melting into bands on his half-lengthen tail. He has big bat-like ears. Crunchbite's underbelly and throat are a pale creamy-white. His amber eyes are almond shaped. He also has a black nose.
My history, don't go poking around!
Crunchbite was born into BreezeClan. His name wasn't originally "Crunchbite", but he believes his warrior name suits him. He apprenticed like every other clan cat, but at twelve moons his life changed quite suddenly. During the hunting assessment before he was to made a warrior, Crunchbite was hunting rabbits on the moor, unfortunately oblivious to everything except his prey. He had been closing in, charging the rabbit down, when his world was thrown upside down.
Crunchbite didn't know where it came from or how it happened, but a dog bore down on him. It's attack was viscous and brutal, but fast. He obtained serious injuries to his body, but the worst was when dog very nearly bit straight through his tail. It took a patrol of warriors to save him. He was stuck in the medicine cat's den, swimming between consciousness and unconsciousness. When he finally regained full awareness, he discovered half his tail had been removed, unable to be save the end of his tail that had nearly been bitten off by the dog.
Crunchbite was given his name, "Crunchbite", for the loss of his tail.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 1:25 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Phoenixice.
I am a proud member of Seaclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 28 moons old.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include My mother, Hydra(Deceased), my father ???(Deceased), and Dragonfire, my sister and all I have left.. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
❁ My kin, Dragonfire
❁ Honorable and sensible cats
❁ SeaClan
❁ Loyalty
❁ Kind/Honest/Protective/Strong Cats
❁ Serving my Clan
❁ Kindness
❁ Observing/Studying
❁ Intelligence/Knowledge
❁ Water
❁ Swimming
❁ Fish
❁ Being Alone
❁ Swimming
❁ Peace
❁ Being alone
❁ Anything to do with the sky
❁ The Cold/Ice/Snow
My least favorite things...
◆ Loudness
◆ Flirty/Lazy/Irresponsible/Obnoxious/Immature/Unserious/Foolish/Idiotic/Mean Cats
◆ Spottedfire and Griffonsea
◆ Failure
◆ Stupidity
◆ Fighting/Fighting without reason/Forced fighting
◆ Being touched
◆ Getting Lost
◆ Twolegs
◆ Weakness
◆ Bad weather
◆ Upsetting Dragonfire
And, my fears.
✖ Losing Dragonfire
✖ SeaClan’s destruction
✖ Failing to protect
✖ The Fight Arena
✖ Kits…. : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Phoenixice is a very determined and audacious she-cat. She will not give up at all when she’s set on something. Phoenixice, our rarely smiling she-cat, has a great sense of justice and is quite gallant and heroic, though she may not seem like it. Her strong independence leads to her famous personality, hence the ice in her name. Though she is calm and collected, with a composed demeanor, angering her is a dire mistake, she can become quite…deadly, and can hold a grudge for a very long time. She’s quite stubborn too, and will usually just do what she thinks is right above all else, but she will obey those who she believes are superior, like her leader. Phoenixice will never go down without giving her all and isn’t someone you should simply mess with. This is a trait that makes her quite the force to be reckoned with. Though she isn’t much of a fighter, she won’t hesitate to use her skills to fight for what she believes is just and necessary. Especially for those she cares for. She’s somewhat uncomfortable around toms, since she grew up with she-cats most of her life, and prefers them.
One of the things Phoenixice is known for around the Clans for is her icy nature. She is extremely cold, harsh, somewhat ruthless, and serious…almost all the time. This makes her extremely hard to approach or be around, since she’s very standoffish and independent. Matching her icy eyes, she has a frosty outer and inner persona. She will often distance her self from everyone, and show little to no emotion. She usually takes on an extremely serious gaze, coming off as aloof almost always. She hates not being taken seriously too. Being stoic and aloof, it’s hard to imagine her “lightening up”. Phoenixice will, if needs be, reluctantly accept help from others, but refuses to show weakness to anyone and will usually keep to her silent attitude, coming off as arrogant and unfriendly to others. Phoenixice has a hard time trusting others or letting others help her, this stems from her past as a Gladiator, where you could trust almost no one. The only cat she could trust is her sister, and earning her trust, or earning it back, it’s a hard task in itself. She takes honor, pride, and faith very seriously, so don’t lose it. This cold-hearted she-cat does have a gentle caring side, a little sliver open to only her sister, and a select few cats, if any at all. One of her flaws and strengths is her fierce protectiveness, especially for her sister. She takes this very severely, so doing anything to anyone she cares about or respects can be very dangerous for you. She’s merciless in that aspect, dedicated solely to her Clan and sister. Any enemy of them is an enemy to her. This is where most of her motivation comes from, so she will lash out on anyone who threatens anything she cares about. She finds it difficult to express her feelings, so she closes her self off to avoid this, and to evade coming off as weak and emotional. There are few moments where she shows compassion and opens up more, but those are rare.
It's what I am, like it or not.
One of the reasons she had been adopted by some two-leg instead of living her life as a gladiator, was her immense beauty. She is a luminous she-cat with a pattern opposite to that of her sister’s. Phoenixice is an ice white she-cat with medium short fur that appears sleek and well kept, like fish scales. She has various fiery markings about her body, mirroring the white of her sister. Her long well muscled legs are distinctly dappled, with tough pink paw pads and a sharp yet delicate rosy pink nose. Phoenixice's most renowned feature is her brilliant icy blue eyes. They are an intense shade of blue that seem to shift with a variety of teal and aquamarine; cold and extremely serious. Her body is well built, for speed, agility, and swiftness.
My history, don't go poking around!
Phoenixice's existence started out as Phoenix; in a musky, terrible fighting were illegal animal fights took place. Different kinds of animals were taken and used as pawns in a greater scheme for two-legs, forcing unfortunate victims to battle savagely to the death. It was sick. But, it was her life. Phoenix grew up in the bowels of that very prison with her mother, the legendary gladiator Hyrda, and her sister, Dragon. She never knew her father, or what even happened to him. All she had ever known as she grew up was fighting. Being a gladiator. There was nothing else to look forward to, no hope in getting out of the huge prison. Phoenix hated this life with a burning passion. She hated how her family was forced to fight for greed and receive nothing but pain and blood on their claws from some unfortunate soul. In one of those fathomable matches, her mother was killed brutally, soon after Phoenix and her sister reached the age of that of an apprentice; it tore the she-cat apart. The death crumbled what was left of the sweet, emotionally-open Phoenix she used to be. This death also caused her to grow very stoic and cold; adding fire to her already boiling hatred for two-legs.
She caught the eye of a young two-leg who had seen her preparing to be sent out into the arena. The following day, Phoenix was sold to the woman for an expensive price from her original owners. Phoenix never knew why she was suddenly shipped off. But, any gladiator in her position would die at the chance of freedom. She wanted to be with her remaining family though. Alas, she lived in her new “home” miserably, giving up on the hope of escape or seeing her lost sibling ever again.
One day, she escaped when her unusually careless owner left her door open after some sort of ruckus in the house. Phoenix never knew how it happened, but didn’t question further. The door was open. This was her first and only opportunity, and the ex-gladiator took it quickly. She raced out of that Dark Forest of a place and later found the clans. Collapsing from exhaustion, the she-cat was taken in by a SeaClan patrol. She was accepted after learning about the Clans and wishing to join, finding hope in a new life; to start a new after losing everything. Arriving at the age of a late apprentice, Phoenixpaw trained hard in the ways of her new way of life and soon received the name Phoenixice. After recent events, she was also reunited with her sister who managed to find her way into the Clans, and has been by her sister’s side ever since.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 4:00 pm
@EVERYONE QUOTED HERE: OK BEFORE YOU START ROLEPLAYING, everyone I quoted in this who hasn't already stated they will be returning to the guild must QUOTE ME AGAIN so I know you're still interested in roleplaying here. ONLY THEN will I add your cats to our Lists and allow you to RP (if your prof was accepted without any other note)! Thanks! Approved! Ich...I'm a little uncertain about allowing another kittypet in! There are so many kittypets in the Clans already. Would you mind changing her to a clan-born cat? Same thing as Azura, I think. Unless you just wanted to play him as a rogue and not have him join a Clan? Approved! He should mention to Silverstar about wanting a new apprentice though otherwise she might overlook him for younger warriors ;c Ah, the only thing about that would be that Galestar would have been the one to rename him, and Galestar wouldn't exactly change a warrior's name because of an injury unless that warrior requested it (none of the leaders would really). Would you mind if we added in that there was a special reason he wanted his name changed, other than getting attacked by the dog itself? As in perhaps he nearly died protecting someone, or someone died protecting him during this attack. Sorry for that tidbit, otherwise his profile sounds good!
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 4:10 pm
Uh... I'll have to change a lot in her profile if I were to make her a clan-born cat... I think I'll just have to leave the guild. I already found myself another Warriors guild, anyways.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:17 pm
Alright, we understand. Thank you for taking the time anyway. ^^ May StarClan light your path! C:
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:18 pm
accepted! I'll update her profile now ^^
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:32 pm
WTNC Mule @EVERYONE QUOTED HERE: OK BEFORE YOU START ROLEPLAYING, everyone I quoted in this who hasn't already stated they will be returning to the guild must QUOTE ME AGAIN so I know you're still interested in roleplaying here. ONLY THEN will I add your cats to our Lists and allow you to RP (if your prof was accepted without any other note)! Thanks! Approved! Okay so I'm helping Shadow out with this cause his wifi doesn't come back until the 18th He's still active and all and he's still very much interested in roleplaying. WE HAVE A STORYLINE. OKEH. Kay thanks bye. I hope this is legible enough for him o-o
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ll oceanic_shimmer ll Crew
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:59 pm
Okey doke I trust ya, I'll get Ivy in the system then! ovo
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 4:49 am
 . : About Me : . My name is Brooktail.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm twenty two moons old.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Blackclaw (Father) Bluefeather (Mother) Toadstool (Brother) All Deceased. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
•Darkness
•Doing things on my own
•Watching the Stars
My least favorite things...
•Fighting Between Clans
•Not being able to get Peace and Quite
And, my fears.
•Being killed by Foxes
•Sound of Dogs . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Brooktail keeps to herself most of the time since loosing her brother Toadstool. But when she does open up she is a really sweet she-cat who is caring as well as helpfull. Brooktail also cares about everyone of her clan mates wellbeing, even if she is not doing so well. She may have a temper sort-to-say when she gets pissed at something that she may have done to herself or someone else. She won't yell at others on purpose but she just may go off once in a while.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Brooktail is a grayish, silver she-cat. Her pelt is long and fluffy as well. She's a little shorter than most she-cats, and she has light green eyes. There is nothing really special about how she looks.
My history, don't go poking around!
Brooktail was one of two kits that her mother, Bluefeather had. Her brother's name was Toadstool. While in the nursery Brooktail and Toadstool never really saw their father, Blackclaw, until they were just about to become apprentices. Blackclaw never really showed an interest in Brooktail, just only her brother as they were apprentices. The she-cat was close to her mother when she was an apprentice. She would always go over to her mother and talk to her and ask her about things. But just before Brooktail and her brother Toadstool became warriors, their mother quickly became ill and died. All three of them, Blackclaw, Toadstool and Brooktail herself, were in complete shock from it. But they all had to shake the feeling off to go back to their duties. The very next moon, Brooktail and Toadstool finally recieved their warrior names in front of the whole clan. Two moons into being warriors, Brooktail and her brother had another loss, their father was killed by foxes while he was out hunting. The two siblings now stuck together more and went out hunting together at every chance they got. Just as the two cats were about to turn twenty moons old, Brooktail once again found herself mourning due to the fact her brother had fallen ill, just like their mother had and passed away. It has been tough on Brooktail loosing everyone of her family. She still thinks about her brother Toadstool everyday and wonders how he is doing in Starclan.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 7:42 am
Accepted, I'll add her to the list C:
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 2:18 pm
WTNC Mule Okay, I've made the changes.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 17 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include [open]. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
*Hunting rabbits
*The moors
*Apprentices
My least favorite things...
*Nosy cats
*Other clans
*Twolegs
And, my fears.
*Dogs!!
*Deep water . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Crunchbite is a young warrior. He's laid back in camp, but is determined when it comes to hunting. He's loyal to his clan and despises cats who are (or he assumes to be) traitors. Crunchbite also takes poorly to being insulted or criticized. He's usually pleasant to be around, being patient with kits and apprentices. However, he's suspicious of strangers and extremely wary on hunting and border patrols, due to the fact he lost his tail after a hunting patrol incident.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Crunchbite is lean, tan cat with long legs. He has an angular face and long body. Black spots look to be spattered across his face, legs, and body, melting into bands on his half-lengthen tail. He has big bat-like ears. Crunchbite's underbelly and throat are a pale creamy-white. His amber eyes are almond shaped. He also has a black nose.
My history, don't go poking around!
Crunchbite was born into BreezeClan. His name wasn't originally "Crunchbite", but he believes his warrior name suits him. He apprenticed like every other clan cat, but at twelve moons his life changed quite suddenly. During the hunting assessment before he was to made a warrior, Crunchbite was hunting rabbits on the moor, unfortunately oblivious to everything except his prey. He had been closing in, charging the rabbit down, when his world was thrown upside down.
Crunchbite didn't know where it came from or how it happened, but a dog bore down on him. It's attack was viscous and brutal, but fast. He obtained serious injuries to his body, but the worst was when dog very nearly bit straight through his tail. It took a patrol of warriors to save him. He was stuck in the medicine cat's den, swimming between consciousness and unconsciousness. When he finally regained full awareness, he discovered half his tail had been removed, unable to be save the end of his tail that had nearly been bitten off by the dog.
Crunchbite was given his name, "Crunchbite", on request. His honorable mentor, Bittenear, was slain during his effort to protect Crunchbite alongside the other warriors in the patrol when they saved him. Crunchbite always wanted to be reminded of his mentor and chose a name with two variations of his mentor's root-name "Bitten".
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 9:23 pm
I fixed my character, it would have been finished yesterday but I spent so much time on it, it did the little 'log in' thing when I pressed submit and I was at a friend's house today. Sorry sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 8:35 am
 . : About Me : .My name is Dawnrise.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 24 moons old.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include None, inside the clan. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
• The smell of catnip
• Kits
• Swimming
• Snow
My least favorite things...
• Dogs
• Fighting
• Rain
And, my fears. • Meeting Starclan • Dying . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Dawnrise is loving and caring, mostly about the young and the weak. She is sometimes hotheaded and cocky when it comes to her mother and father. She is proud to be a Stormclan cat, no matter what anybody else says! She has high hopes to one day become the leader of Stormclan, even though it doesn't seem quite likely. She is very hard and strict on her apprentice's, wanting them to be pushed to the limit, to bring out the very best in them, even though they might not realize that's her motive.
It's what I am, like it or not.
As a kit, Dawnrise had very stormy grey eyes. It always scared her mother, who was a rouge at the time. She was always made fun of for her stumpy tail, but nobody truly knew why it was so small. She has very long legs, suited for climbing and running...and well, swimming. Her fur has always been fluffy and thick, not sleek and thin like most of her clan's. One of her ears had been bitten in a fight, causing it to flop down, instead of being on 'alert', as all cats are.
My history, don't go poking around!
Dawnrise was originally named 'Night', by her mother. They struggled in twoleg place, her father nowhere to be found. She had a brother and sister, named Rusty and Rose. When she became old enough to take care of herself, a tragic thing happened. She had come to find out her mother had been hit by a twoleg monster. She had found her body discarded like trash on the side of a blackpath. She took her mother's body into the forest, near the Stormclan border, and buried her. She turned her back on twoleg place, and both of her littermate's. She renamed herself 'Dawn', to completely rid herself of her mother's ties. She had wondered upon a few warrior cats, who brought her to the camp, and had presented her to the clan leader, who decided to make her an apprentice. Ever since, she had done so much to prove herself loyal to the clan, even though they don't believe that all of her ties to twoleg place was cut, because she often visited her mother's grave as an apprentice. Most cats believe that, when she was made a warrior, her ties were cut....oh how they were wrong.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 9:39 am
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