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 Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 10:09 pm
 . : About Us : .Our names are Cedarpaw and Oakpaw.
We are proud members of StormClan.
We are both toms, we should know.
We are 9 moons old.
We are apprentices.
Our kin include Petalfur (mother), Rowanstrike (father, deceased).. : A Little Bit More : .Our favorite things!
-Messing around
-Practical jokes
-Having fun
-Flirting with she-cats
-Each other
Our least favorite things...
-Cats ruining our fun
-Getting jokes played on us
-Strict, mean cats who don't know how to relax
And, our fears.
-NightClan cats
-Growing old
-Dying young. : Getting Personal : .We aren't going to change, it's who we are.
We twins love nothing more than to play around and have fun, playing jokes on poor, unsuspecting cats. We are very relaxed all the time, so we tend to complain about chores and whatnot. We're twins, so we won't go anywhere without each other. We also finish each other's sentences because we know exactly what the other is thinking. We are completely and totally alike in every way possible, so cats often get confused on who is who.
It's what we are, like it or not.
We are both a bright orange, with darker stripes flecking our pelts. We are very skinny, to the point where it looks like we haven't eaten in moons. To top it all off, we have very long extremities, too, including our legs, necks and tails. We aren't very muscular, so naturally we aren't very good at fighting, but our light weight makes us excellent hunters. Our eyes are a pale green with flecks of yellow, always filled with happiness and mischief. Again, we both look exactly alike, without anything that could tell us apart just by our physical appearance.
Our history, don't go poking around!
We were the only two cats born to Petalfur and Rowanstrike, and were happy little kits in a picture-perfect family. But everything changed just days before our apprentice ceremonies. On that fateful day, our father Rowanstrike was killed defending his Clan from foxes. Suddenly with one slash, our father was gone. We mourned for a long time, but realized something. We didn't want to spend the rest of our lives moping and sulking, so we brightened up, and became what we are today. Our mother is still alive, but since her mate died and we look exactly like him, she loves us dearly and treats us like kits sometimes, to our annoyance.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 9:52 am
He was adopted! <333 . : About Me : . My name is Cinderstreak.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 19 Moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include No one that I know about (But really, Birchshadow and Cinderwing). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
` Being happy
` Hunting
` The sun
` The stars
` Thunderstorms
` Climbing trees
` And many other things. ^-^
My least favorite things...
! Border Patrols
! Other Clans
! Cats who can't keep secrets
! The moon
! Twolegs
And, my fears.
~ Dogs
~ Being alone . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Cinderstreak is a relatively calm and wise for his age, but when you get him started, he won't stop. He has a little habit of holding grudges that he can't control. His personality doesn't fit his age. Well, at least one side of him does.
Cinderstreak has a split personality, in actuality. His dominant personality, described before, is only half of it. The other half of him is actually a reckless, naturally angry, bee-brained cat, that quite a few see nowadays. When he is this cat, his eyes turn a bluish green color. He names this side of him, or rather, it names itself, Night. It usually shows itself on windy, snowy, or stormy days, but lately, it's been showing itself alot of the time, constantly fighting with Cinderstreak.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Cinderstreak is a small, dark gray tabby. He has stunning green eyes. He has splotches of white smeared on parts of his face and on his throat. His tail is longer than average. His front claws are unusually long, but he's missing some claws on his left paw. When Night takes over, his eyes turn a beautiful blue.
My history, don't go poking around!
Sisteen moons ago, Cinderstreak was stuck between a half-clan affair. His mother was of NightClan, and his father hailed from StormClan. Their secret wasn't discovered until she was found giving birth in NightClan territory, with her mate. Complications led to his mother's death, and his father died when crossing a thunderpath to go get help. The kits were left there, until his mother's friend found her.
Dawnfoot had been the only cat that knew of Their mother's secret. When Dawnfoot told the Clan, they decided not to tell StormClan about what had happened between the two. The four kits were left in NightClan. The next gathering, however, an apprentice told another that they were harboring half StormClan kits. Eventually, a fight broke out about who was going to keep the kits.
When it was settled, two went with StormClan, and two stayed in NightClan. He and his sister, Larchkit, went to StormClan.
Cinderstreak never knew about his siblings other than Larchkit, who died, and no one ever was willing to tell him. Despite it all, Cinderstreak became a wonderful apprentice, and warrior.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 10:54 am
. : About Me : . My name is Brightspirit.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 30 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Cinderfang (mother, StarClan), and Forestclaw (Father, StarClan). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-Riverfang, her mate.
-Trees.
-Greenleaf.
-Sunhigh.
My least favorite things...
-Fights.
-Attitude.
And, my fears.
-Losing Riverfang . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Brightspirit is fierce, always telling cats off she doesnt like when they get something wrong. But she loves the cats she's close to, and would never let anything hurt them.
Brightspirit stands up for what she believes in, and isn't afraid to show her claws. She would do anything to keep Riverfang safe.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Brightspirit is a calico she-cat, with bright green eyes. She's tiny, smaller than regular warriors, roughly a bit bigger then a new warrior. But she's fast, and she's strong. Brightspirit has many battle scars, and takes pride in them, knowing she got them defending those whom she loved.
My history, don't go poking around!
Brightkit was the only kit of Cinderfang's last litter. Riverkit was always there to play with her when she got lonely. Brightpaw was an amazing apprentice, showing great promise, and fell in love with Riverfang after they became warriors together.
StarClan sent her and Riverfang a prophecy, making them have to leave the Clan, without telling a soul. They returned many moons later, and were barely recongized by Silverstar.
Brightspirit hopes to become leader one day.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 11:07 am
. : About Me : . My name is Riverfang.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 30 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Sunheart, (mother, StarClan), and Ravenheart (father, StarClan). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-Brightspirit.
-Rain.
-Stars
My least favorite things...
-Losing Clanmates
-Waking up early.
And, my fears.
-Dying . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Riverfang is, in one word, everything. He can be angry, or gentle. Kind, or hateful. He is only happy most of the time around Brightspirit, and that's it.
He gets mad easily, and is very ambitous.
So watch out.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Riverfang has a dark brown pelt, and brown eyes. He's muscular, and almost towers over his mate because of her height. He has one white paw, and a white patch on the tip of his tail. A long scar runs from his shoulder to the beginning of his tail.
My history, don't go poking around!
Everyone always knew Riverkit was in love with Brightkit. He used to chase her around and sit on her, until she couldn't stop laughing. They grew close when both their parents died, and nothing could tear them apart.
When Riverpaw became an apprentice, he trained his hardest, wanting to please his leader, and Brightpaw. He nearly died once, trying to climb a tree, almost reaching the top, but falling. He survived, obviously, but trees still freak him out.
Riverfang became a warrior alongside his true love, and was soon sent on a perilous quest that he refuses to talk about. They came back many moons later, waiting until the time is right to reveal their secret.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:33 pm
. : About Me : .
My name is SkywisӃer.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 16 moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Brightheart (grandmother), Dawnpaw (sister, except Skywisker is from their mother's first litter.)
Moonblaze (cousin), Cloudfur (seaclan, she doesn't know it).
. : A Little Bit More : .
My favorite things!
✖ Ӄits
✖ Nature
✖ Hunting
✖ Trees
✖ Peace
✖ Friends (she liӃes pretty much everyone)
My least favorite things...
✖ Twolegs
✖ Mean cats
....
And, my fears.
✖ dogs (sorta)
✖ feeling utterly alone (liӃe there's no where to turn)
. : Getting Personal : .
I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
SkywisӃer a shy, thoughtful cat. She is a great friend and she is trustworthy, but she doesn't trust too easily.
SkywisӃer is a dreamer, her mind may wander but she is a loyal clan cat at heart.
It's what I am, liӃe it or not.
SkywisӃer is a snowy-white cat with one blue and one green eye. She may looӃ smaller than normal but she's built. SkywisӃer isn't the best fighter. But she is a skilled hunter. She almost never fails to bring back prey.
My history, don't go poking around!
SkywisӃer was always the quiet Ӄit, she tended to sticӃ close to her mother. Her mother and father decided to name her SkyӃit.
Before her mother died. She had asked the leader, if she would name her dear snow-kit, Skywisker. Her mother had said this.
"--star, please. I know it's not normal. But please name my wonderful
snow-kit, Skywisker. I am POSITIVE, that even when times are tough,
like the stars in the sky, she will feel Starclan from the tip of her tail to the ends of her whiskers..."
SkyӃit heard many stories of Brightheart, and dreamt of what it'd be liӃe to have met her, she listened in awe. Skywisker's dad died a bit after she was born. And then her mom died while giving birth to Dawn(kit)paw, when Skywisker was known as Skypaw. Skywisker and Dawnpaw share the same mom, but have different dad's. Skywisker absolutely adores Ӄits and hopes to have her own someday. She's usually cheerful and sweet, she's hardly ever angry, she'll only be angry if she has a good reason to be. And she is willing to do almost anything. If you can't find her looӃing at the Ӄits, she's probably hunting.
She is a very sweet and kind cat
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 10:44 am
. : About Me : .My name is Dawnthistle.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 18 moons old.
I'm a Newly made Warrior.
My kin include Silverstar, Nettleslash, Lusterkit, Redkit, Snowkit, Emberkit, Sweetkit, and Rustkit. If you want to be one of my kind wisp me. owo.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
✖ Lusterpaw, Silverstar, Wheatear, my beautiful kits
✖ Featherheart and Skywhisker
✖ Stormclan
✖ Clanmates!~
✖ Birds
✖ Friends
My least favorite things...
* Darkness
* Being alone
*Cats hating eachother
* Nettleslash, my brother
And, my fears.
~✖ Evil
~✖ feeling alone. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a fun and very sweet and gentle kitty, like squishy jello. I'm very curious, adventerous, kind, sarcastic she-cat who loves to have fun. I'm fairly energetic and motherly, I'm kind and and shy towards other cats and clanmates.
It's what I am, liӃe it or not.
I'm a mottled, very beautiful/attractive pale cream Tabby she-cat with chocolate brown tabby stripes. I have dazzling light green eyes, and a white star shaped muzzle. My chest is a fluffy and soft white like clouds, my paws are white, my nose and pads are a pale pink. I have a small build for a she-cat, I'm one of the smallest warriors in the clan.
My history, don't go poking around!
I don't know much about my history accept that I had a family of some sort that died in a horrible fire near Nightclan, I don't know who my siblings or parents are. But I have a sister named Silverstar who I love very much! I have a mate named Wheatear who I love, along with 3 kits named Snowkit, Redkit, and Lusterkit. My kit Redkit died of the Madness, which I went into a deep depression about.
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