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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 8:46 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Silverstar.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 34 moons old.
I'm a leader.
My kin include Dawnthistle {sister}, Crystaldream {mother, StarClan}, Casanova {Father, deceased}. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
+ StormClan!
+ Thunderflight
+ Cindermoon
+ ALL her Clanmates
+ StarClan
+ Peace
+ Greenleaf
+ Newleaf
+ Hunting
+ Performing warrior & apprentice ceremonies
+ Prosperous leadership
My least favorite things...
- War
- Unhappy Clanmates
- Deaths
- Abuse of power
- Breaking of the warrior code
- Disobeying of her orders
- Battles
- Star Slayers!
And, my fears.
x Losing her Clanmates
x Losing her Clanmates' faith
x Not fulfilling her role as leader
x Failing her Clan . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Silverstar is a very fair and wise leader. But she wasn't just born that way. She has seen deaths, battles, warrior ceremonies, Gatherings, terrifying obstacles, and of course, new life. She has been shifted and molded into the leader she is through infinite ordeals. She is very fair and looks at both sides of a story before making any decision. She prefers peace, and would much rather talk rationally with an enemy than put her Clanmates at risk in a war. Her leadership has become known throughout the Clans, and she is the second oldest leader, next to Moss-star. Though she is very rational and wise in dealings,put her in a battle and she is one of the fiercest and most dangerous cats around. She protects her Clan like a mother protects her kits. She wouldn't hesitate less than a heartbeat to protect a comrade, even if the odds were stacked against her. Silverstar is an ideal leader to lead StormClan, and will lead her Clan to greatness.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Silverstar is a slender silver she-cat with piercing emerald green eyes. Her pelt is long and whispy, and rustles when she walks. Her ears are large and wide, and tufts of silver fur reside at the top of her ears. She has very keen hearing. Her eyes are a deep green and always alert and attentive, but are usually soft. When she is angry, however, they can become as hard as stone, and her voice will drip icy calmness. Luckily, she rarely becomes angry! Her tail is long and also long furred, which can also be taken as the perfect kit toy! She has long, slender white claws, that, though the look thin, are devastatingly sharp. Her whiskers are long and elegant, a pearly white color. She is quite agile. Her legs are long and well muscled, but they are nothing in comparison to a stout tom. However, she is flexible and quick. She may not be the strongest cat in the Clans, but she is definitely a worthy opponent in battle.
My history, don't go poking around!
Silverstar was born outside the Clans in a grimy swamp near the Twolegplace. Her mother was actually the deputy of StormClan, underneath Fernstar. Crystaldream didn't know whether she was breaking the warrior code because of the circumstances. When she had fallen in love with her mate, then called Casanova, he was a StormClan warrior named Moonfrost. Moonfrost left StormClan after a vicious rumor caused all the cats to hate him- all except Crystaldream. He lef the Clan and renamed himself Casanova. Crystaldream was heartbroken. She followed the scent trail of her mate and began to meet up with him, unsure of herself. She was vigilant with her meetings, and soon found she was pregnant with his kits. Surely no one would accept a pregnant deputy! Crystaldream was forced to resign to the nursery and give up her position. Many cats were suspicious. Crystaldream snuck out one night to meet up with Casanova, and that was the night she kitted. Casanova was by her side the whole time, eagerly waiting for his kits. The kitting was very hard for the StormClan queen, and she unfortunately went on to StarClan that night. She only had one kit: a silver she-cat that had her mother's green eyes and her father's silver fur.
She was named Silver. Silver was taught the way of the warrior by her father, because he knew that that was what her mother would have wanted. But as Silver grew and excelled at hunting and fighting, Casanova grew older and bitter. He began snapping at her for the smallest things, like a mouse being too dirty when Silver brought it back. Silver began to fear her father as he began to get more violent; if something was the tiniest bit wrong with a piece of fresh-kill, he would shred it and throw it back at his daughter. The final straw was when Silver was only able to find a mouse and a rabbit during leafbare, and they were skinny. At that, Casanova leapt at Silver and tried to attack her because of her "failure". Silver, being younger and more agile, easily fought back but didn't want to hurt her father. After he was flung back into the den, he spat at her and accused her of being "too much like her mother", which dug deep into Silver because she never knew her mother. That night, Silver ran away. She remembered some of the stories of the Clans that her father told her- before he went mad. Silver traveled not too long before she stumbled upon StormClan. She could barely recognize the scent, which over the moons Silver never forgot the scent of her mother.
Silver was warily accepted into camp, but all cats were uncomfortable around her. Except for one. Amberdusk was a newly made warrior, with bright blue eyes and an auburn colored coat. Amberdusk was Silver's first friend. Silver was made the apprentice of the leader at the time, Snowstar. Snowstar took Silver under her wing and taught her about the warrior code and the Clans, because Silver had gotten a looksee about the code and fighting and hunting from her father. Peachstar was impressed by Silver's abilities, and soon she was named Silverfeather, warrior of StormClan.
Silverfeather grew to be loved by all her Clanmates. She was always the first one to offer help, go on patrols, and take care of the queens and elders. She soon became one of Peachstar's trusted advisors. Snowstar's deputy, Peachblossom, also trusted Silverfeather's judgement. Silverfeather was one of Snowstar's and Peachblossom's confidalites, much to the surprise of most of her Clanmates.
But every story has an ending. Silverfeather's first battle was also the worst day of her life. It was a bloody battle against NightClan for the snow-capped hills the ridged between the two territories. Silverfeather, Peachblossom, Amberdusk, and Snowstar were all in the leading patrol of the battle on StormClan's side. The two Clans clashed violently, with many casualties on both sides. Peachblossom was killed by a black tom with a crazed look. With a lion-like roar, Silverfeather attacked him and left many, many deep wounds. But, mercifully, she let him go back to NightClan after she had fought him in front of Peachblossom's dead body. Silverfeather was trying to defend her Clan to the best ability she could, but the attack was too big. Silverfeather also lost her first friend, Amberdusk, to the deputy of NightClan. As the end of the battle neared, Silverfeather heard a loud cry emit from above her. Entangled above on the rocks, Snowstar and the leader of NightClan were locked in battle. NightClan's leader landed a lethal blow to Snowstar's chest, and the white leader fell. With her last breath, Snowstar shouted out among the battle, "In the name of StarClan, I name Silverfeather the new deputy of StormClan in front of the StormClan and NightClan as a whole! Let her name be heard and approved by StarClan and the spirit of Peachblossom!" And, with that, Snowstar was joined with StarClan.
Silverfeather was shocked. The battle then ended, with NightClan's leader calling to retreat, and StormClan looking to Silverfeather. The silver she-cat was frozen and numb as she gathered the bodies of her leader, her deputy, and her best friend and trudged back to camp. Silverfeather mourned the losses deeply, and her Clanmates were there for her. Silverfeather was made Silverstar two sunrises after that, being blessed with lives from Peachblossom, Snowstar, Amberdusk, and her mother. She vowed to be the best leader she could, to always put her Clanmates first. From then on, her vow has been proven true. She led her Clan safely through many seasons, many battles, and through many struggles; good times and bad. She has always felt close to StarClan; yet she never saw her father again.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 4:14 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Ivypaw --> Ivyblaze.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 7 moons old. (16 moons after timeskip)
I'm an apprentice.
My kin include Sunny (Mother, deceased), Rover (Father, deceased), Wedge and Piper (Brothers). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- BreezeClan
- Training
- Hunting
- Toms
- Flirting
- Defending her clan
- Freedom
- Fooling around
- Jokes
- Friends
- Becoming a great warrior
- Doing her best
My least favorite things...
X War
X Grumpy cats
X Death
X Fighting
X Failing
X Leafbare
X Being bored
X Rules
And, my fears.
x Losing her friends
x Twolegs
x Never being loved . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
It's what I am, like it or not.
My history, don't go poking around!
(Biography, paragraph form. At least 6 sentences)To be finsihed!
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 7:00 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Shiftpelt.
I'm a proud member of SeaClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 28 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Father-Twoface (Deceased) and Mother-Brighteye (Deceased).. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-Swimming
-Sun bathing
-Sharing Tongues
My least favorite things...
-Gatherings
-Sleeping in
-Night
And, my fears.
-Badgers
-Snakes
-Dogs . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Some call me shy, but actually I am quite talkative, when I have something to say. I enjoy small talk and gossip while sharing tongues, a tradition that has seemed to be lost in the ages. Though sometimes I can find those who will partake in the daily tradition. When I can find a nice patch of sun I will often lay in it until my pelt is nice and hot, though I barely find a perfect patch of sun. I, as well as many SeaClan cats, enjoy swimming, it keeps me fit. Often it also helps me clear my head when the need arises.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a classic dark Tortoiseshell she-cat or average size. My hair is short, but it is thick enough to keep me warm withing the chilly waters. My face is sectioned into two different colors, black and cream, this is where I got my name. My whiskers are also a mixture of black and white which I have always thought was interesting. My body and tail are normal of a Tortouseshell, save a cream colored sock on my left hind leg.
My history, don't go poking around!
I grew up in SeaClan like most. I didn't have an exciting kithood. I was a perfect example of behavior, never doing anything against my mother or father. I slept when they told me, ate when they told me and played when they told me. In those few moments that they didn't tell me to do anything, I was at a loss. I didn't know what to do. As I grew older, so did Twoface and Brighteye. My father died in battle, and my mother of natural causes as an elder. Both deaths hit me hard, but nothing hit me as hard as the most recent death.
Openmind, once Openpaw and my former apprentice was a very cheerful cat. Maine Coon, she had a beautiful pelt and vibrant eyes. I trained her long and hard, waiting until I felt she could be the best in the clan. But it seems I was mistaken. It seems like only sun highs ago that we were practicing her battle techniques. When the snakes attacked Openmind was killed. It deeply saddened me, but I know she is in StarClan watching over SeaClan.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 2:28 pm
Approved! Much to Timber's anticipation. xD : )
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 12:37 pm
[[ Okay, I was wondering if I could make a kit that looked almost completely alike with Minnowkit, because she died.. ]  . : About Me : .My name is Blushkit.
I'm a proud member of SeaClan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 2 moons ( To be appeared after the timeskip ).
I'm a Kit.
My kin include I dont know.. .. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
Fish!
Doing new things
Running around the camp
Exploring LARGE places
Cats!
Friends,
Keeping close.
My least favorite things...
Being alone
Lost in thoughts
Staying up at night
Trying to remember things..
And My fears
Dogs;
Monsters;
Big Bugs;
Hawks
Being afraid
Being Ignored. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm sorta curious about others. I like to stick my little pink nose into things!
I like making new friends, all the time! I hate just standing there.
I used to be scared of things, but now that im big and brave, im soo nosy!
I can be a master of stealth. Even for my pink color, Im very fast even though im very small, and sometimes cats just see a little pink flash. I have a large voice too. I only do so when im getting lack of attention.
If you talk to me, youre automatically my friend! I love making friends. I wish one day every cat is going to notice me!
Im very sweet and now I like to be noticeable.
I have this problem with my throat that makes me have to repeat my letter twice, but it doesnt happen too often.. ( ex: H-hi there! )
[ I know it's called a ' stutter, ' but I was just putting this as she was narrating- she doesnt know what a stutter is ]
It's what I am, like it or not.
I have light brown fur that looks pinkish too, and very dark brown eyes that look black.
You can tell when im lying because my dark eye has a glint of sorrow in it. My paws look scaly but furry, and my tail is as a fox's and some people mistake me for a small fox when they dont see my body, like if im behind a tree and my tail's showing, or poking my head into a den.
( She looks like Minnowkit, but she has a few differences. Here they are; )
I have a dark brown spot on the tip of my fluffy tail and on my back right paw. Instead of most cats, my chest fur is brown, and so is my stomach.
My history, don't go poking around!
I'm a small kit who has no history yet.. But I was very shy last moon. People wouldnt see me around too much, but they would get used to it. Im a master of stealth, and the closest they would see me was a flash of pink and brown. I would play games by myself and I have a big bold imagination. Now that im two moons, I have noticed I want more attention, being alone used to be more fun. I havent made any friends yet, but I plan on making a whole ton. I want to be known.
Blushkit doesnt know much about her parents. All she knows is that the day her eyes opened she was in the Seaclan nursery. No cat knows who she is or where she came from. All she can get from other cats, is that they were SeaClan cats. It is depressing when it is spoken of. ( The colors may be off, I sorta messed them up.. )
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 2:52 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Stonekit [paw at end of time-skip!].
I'm a proud member of SeaClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 6 moons.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Burningpelt [I know. Embarassing, right?].. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
~ Annoying others
~ Teasing she-cats
~ Hunting
~ Fishing
~ Running around
My least favorite things...
~ Other toms
~ The night sky
~ Weaklings
~ Burningpelt
And, my fears.
~ Being outdone by someone else
~ Climbing trees. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change who I am.
Stonekit is the arrogant sort of tom who doesn't hold back or back down from anyone. His enjoyments include eating and being competitive. He loves taunting others and angering others too. He doesn't play with other cats unless he thinks he can make a complete and utter fool out of his opponent. He's a bit headstrong sometimes and much too over-confident.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Stonekit is a normal sized bluish gray, sleek tom with white paws. His eyes are a striking teal color, the same shade as his half-sister's. His legs fade to a cream color from his shoulders, much like the way Burningpelt's do also. His paws are lightly peppered black, but aren't naturally done so. It's dirt, stained in his pelt. Stonekit's body is littered with tabby stripes that are a slightly bluish gray tham the rest of his body. Larger, dark gray stripes stretch from his back, wrapping around his body. They almost touch together on his belly, but they don't. A trademark, somewhat crooked grin graces his slightly darker muzzle often.
My history, don't go poking around!
Stonekit was born to hate his half sister [Burningpelt, to be featured post time-skip.]. His father always laughed and insulted her in front of him. Since he felt whatever father did was right, he followed suit. It was the only way he knew. Constantly, the tom shunned his half sister, always laughing at her mistakes, and taunting her. His father's untimely death didn't change that one bit. He hates his sister though. He has drilled it into his mind that his stupid kin had taken precious time from his father, and her incompetance had drven the tom to death. He constantly makes fun of the she-cat.
Stonekit's kithood was an often lonely one, but honestly, that didn't faze him. He drove others away with his boastfulness and arrogant attitude. He constantly seeked out cats to defeat, winning some and losing some. [er....nothing else to say. He's just a kit...]
I'm gonna put this one into play after accepted. I want to be apart of the SeaClan action. :3
***Reposted this and deleted my previous post on this chara after immensely editing it. :D
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 10:25 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Lilykit>>(Lilypaw)>>(Lilyshadow).
I'm a proud member of Breezeclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 4 moons (born during the time skip).
I'm a kit.
My kin include Tommy (kitty-pet father), Aspentail (Breezeclan mother -deceased-), Beekit (brother -deceased-), Myrtlekit (sister -deceased-). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
❀ Sunbathing / Sleeping / Dreaming (of her family or Starclan mostly)
❀ The smell of herbs and flowers
❀ Her father
❀ Helping others
❀ Starclan
My least favorite things...
❀ Fighting
❀ Being useless
❀ Twolegs
❀ Death
And, my fears.
❀ Badgers, Snakes, Foxes, Dogs, Raptors (birds of prey), any larger predatory animal
❀ Monsters (cars) / Thunder paths (streets)
. : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Lilykit can seem shy or soft-spoken from time to time, but in actuality she’s very friendly. She is often deep in thought and has a tendency to think out loud. Generally she is a very dreamy kitten who is noticeably mature for her age, a sweetheart who loves nothing more than to help her clanmates. Her curiosity is infamous, and has the bad habit of asking questions even when others tell her to stop. Sometimes she may seem upset, but she really doesn’t have the capacity to hate or feel angry at anyone, even if they do to her. She loves to be around others and sometimes feels uneasy when she’s alone. Lilykit has a strong faith in Starclan, even for one so young, and believes that not only does she have a strong connection with them, but also that her mother and siblings are watching out for her.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Lilykit is a pretty, dainty, and petite cream colored abyssinian with lilac, tabby-like, points, her underbelly is silvery white. She is thin and wiry and covered with sleek fur, beneath which she has lean and lithe muscles. All her features are very delicate from her whiskers to her claws, except for her large pointed ears, and she has a long tail. She has large, circular eyes that vary from gold to green. Her voice is soft and engaging, often described as 'soothing', but has been known to seem spacey at times.
My history, don't go poking around!
Lilykit was born to a kitty-pet tom (Tommy) and a she-cat of Breezeclan (Aspentail) during the timeskip, along with two other kittens. Due to their halfblood, they were often isolated from the rest of the clan, and her mother was often ridiculed for mating with a kitty-pet.
No longer able to put up with the torment, her mother decided to leave to be with her mate and take her kittens with her. No one stopped her mother, most were glad to be rid of the half-bloods, and all was going smoothly. However, tragedy struck while her mother was helping them cross a thunder path.
A monster (car) came roaring down the pathway sending her mother, who was carrying Lilykit’s siblings, flying down the road. Lilykit, being the first to cross, and her father, who had been watching beside the road, were horrified at the accident and instantly ran out to try and help. Her mother had died upon impact, along with one of her siblings. She tried to help nurse the other kitten back to health with her father’s help, but it was too late, and it died two days after the incident.
Alone with her father now, he tried to take care of her back at the barn he lived in. After two moons of her not talking at all, she began to have dreams of her mother and siblings, her mother telling her about Starclan and the four clans (as she had been too young to realize what had happened). She finally confessed to her father what was happened and he realized it was probably best for her to be back with Breezeclan. He took her back into the clan right around when she turned four moons, where she pleaded with Galestar to return because of the dreams she had had of StarClan. She begged to return to Clan life and to serve as a medicine cat, no matter how long it took for her become one. Galestar, admiring her determination, accepted but warned her that she would have to be trained as a warrior until an opening for medicine cat came up. She pledged to not bear kittens and stick to medicine cat rules, regardless of not being medicine cat yet.
She is still distraught over her mother’s death, but as time progresses, it’s slowly losing its sting. She hopes that when she’s older she might visit her dad once more, but in the mean time she knows that her duty is with Breezeclan. She still desperately longs to become a medicine cat’s apprentice, no matter how long it takes. -Galestar's acceptance (c) Timber
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 12:57 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Gingerpaw.
I'm a proud member of SeaClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 6 moons.
I'm a apprentice.
My kin include Mother, Father, and Brother (don't know if I'll do profiles for them). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~ Water
~ Snow
~ Leaves
~ Butterflies
~ Climbing trees
~ Swimming in the water
My least favorite things...
~ Being small
~ Teased
~ Bossy cats
~ Falling over her tail
And, my fears.
~ Drowning, like her "father" did (though its not true)
~ Losing her mother
~ Not becoming a warrior . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Gingerpaw is a bossy little cat. She has a loud voice for a short little cat, but is very likable for some reason. Gingerpaw is a hothead, but sometimes she calms down really fast. She is clever and quick at things and will always just go for it. Her quick temper can make everyone worry, and will try to not offend her. But besides that, she is gleeful and a fun loving cat.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Gingerpaw is a orange tabby. She looks like her mother except for their fur color. Her eyes are sea-green with a hint of a sapphire color in them. She is short for an apprentice and always was. Gingerpaw sometimes trips over her long tail with has a touch of white at the end. Her right ear has a small scar which had appeared one day.
My history, don't go poking around!
Gingerkit wasn't born as pureblooded. Her father was from NightClan, while her mother was in SeaClan. She has a brother but assumed that he died when he was born, even though he was taken to live with his father at NightClan. Her father is mistaken for somebody else who died of drowning. Her mother is the only one who knows who the real father is though. Gingerkit always loved her mother and vowed to always no matter what.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:09 pm
. : About Me : .My name is Gingereye.
I'm a proud member of Breezeclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 24 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include no-one/are unknown.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
~ A warm patch of sunlight
~ Humor
~ Wind
~ Open Moors
~ Running
~ Berries
~ Company
My least favorite things...
~ Squirrels
~ Water
~ Cats walking on her blind side
~ Obnoxious cats
~ Laziness
~ Flirtiness
And, my fears.
~ Water
~ Hawks or large birds
~ Dogs
~ A young death
. : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
After her incident with the vulture and the complete loss of her right eye, Gingereye's demeanor has become very fierce and defensive. Ridiculed by a few peers about how, after the loss of her eye, she was going to be sent to the elder's den early and about how she was 'acting like an elder already' , Gingereye is now very self protective of herself, snapping at anyone who disagrees with her. Determined to lead a fulfilling life, even without complete peripheral vision, Gingereye can be stubborn and even a bit headstrong with decisions. If you ever earn her trust, Gingereye can sometimes be relaxed and even a bit humorous in a few situations.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Gingereye is a creamy orange and white she-cat with dark orange tabby markings and a dusty amber eye. With a very lithe build, she is about average size for a feral cat, her ribs just barely poking out of her fur. She has a orangey pink nose and the dots that mark where her whiskers grow out are arranged in neat curvy lines. After and incident with a vulture, Gingereye has only one eye, and where the other one is supposed to be is sealed shut and gives barely any remembrance that an eye was ever there.
My history, don't go poking around!
Raised as a pure Breezeclan kit, Gingerkit was a dainty and playful kitten, easily coexisting with her siblings and always up for a game of badger attack. Slowly growing, Gingerkit quickly became Gingerpaw, a happy and determined apprentice, ready to train and defend Breezeclan with her life. After months of training, her mentor agreed it was about time for her to become a warrior and took Gingerpaw out for the assessment.
Her heart racing, Gingerpaw leaped eagerly away into the moors, her mind set on not letting her mentor down. She spotted a humongous bird, carelessly pecking into a bloody carcass of a squirrel, completely oblivious of any of it's surroundings. She'd never seen anything like it before, big and black with long neck that was a bright red and almost appeared featherless.
Gingerpaw went for it. Mind already preoccupied with the excitement of being so close to becoming an esteemed warrior, her paws were careless, and as she got into leaping range of the bird, she smashed a twig. The giant black bird flew up in a huge flurry of dust, wind, and feathers. In an act of desperation, Gingerpaw bounced forward, trying to grab hold of her prey before it got away. Her teeth grabbed the bird by the wing and sent them tumbling back to the ground. A fight ensued and Gingerpaw was struck in the eye by the birds powerful beak. With that notion, she fell unconscious in pain.
Gingerpaw was taken back to the medicine den and she was quickly treated to. She was up again in about a moon, had another assessment and reached warriorhood where she was named Gingereye. Eventually, her wound sealed over, so that it looks as if she never had an eye in the first place.
She is capable of hunting, though her left side is the most acute.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 2:31 pm
 . : About Me : .My name is Lionfur.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm thirty-four moons..
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Mother - Goldenpelt (Deceased) Father- Ironheart (Deceased).. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
-Tall Tales
-The Sun
-Making Friends
-NightClan
-Gatherings
My least favorite things...
-'Snooty' cats
-Selfishness
-Lies
-Patrols
And, my fears.
-Death
-Wolverienes
-Snakes
-Betrayal
-Brokenheart . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I like to think of myself as kind and proper. I dislike improper speech and often will correct those around me. I am an advid story teller. I will make the tallest tails about anyone I know. Possibly you if you get on my good side. Now what else? Oh yes, cats call me noble. I like the sound of that. Others would say I'm proud, but don't believe them.
It's what I am, like it or not.
My fur is long and thick. Though not like some SeaClan cats, theirs is sleek and helps them swim. Mine is fluffy and looks light as a feather. Thoug hthe truth is if I was to jump into a river I would no doubt drown. My eyes are a light gold and my nose is a soft pink.
My history, don't go poking around!
Cats from other clans would say I was raised to be a cold hearted killer. NightClan cats would say I had a normal kithood. They would say I grew up, lost my mother and father and became a warrior, like many others. But I disagree. My mother and father died late into my apprenticeship and I was left alone. But not before I was able to save them from swarms of snakes! There I was, ten moons old on the edge of a cliff, snakes everywhere! One slithered toward me and I took it's scaley body in my mouth and threw it over the cliff. I declaired, "Slither off the cliff after your pressious leader!" And they did. All one hundred and fifty-four slithered off the cliff to their deaths! When I became a warrior I often drempt of that day. I went out searching for those who would challenge me. But word had gotten around. No snake would dare approach me. I was the legendary Snake Slayer!
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 7:00 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is
Pebbleheart.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 22 moons old.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Blossomkit and Shadow. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-Spending time with my siblings
-Kits
-Peace
-Romance
My least favorite things...
-Any enemies that brings harm to her loved ones
-Rain and being wet
-Violence
And, my fears.
-Badgers
-Any inconvenience that encounters Blossomkit . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Pebbleheart is a warm-hearted she-cat. Her loved ones are the only significant things in life for her. She is known to be a very patient, nice and protective she-cat. Although Pebbleheart is positive, she only has one negative thing. Those who dare harms Blossomkit, she will not hesitate to hurt them, even if she hates violence itself. Other than that, she just wants her loved ones to be safe.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Pebbleheart is a beautiful she-cat who doesn't focus on her appearance at all. She has a slender body due to her not eating well, incredibly bright green eyes and a mix of orange/brown fur. She has white fur on the bottom of her belly and paws. Pebbleheart has only a bit of similar appearance with Shadow, if you look very closely, but other than that, they look very different. Pebbleheart got her appearance from her mother.
My history, don't go poking around!
When Pebbleheart was young, she had her parents, her brother Shadow and her new born sister Blossomkit. Pebbleheart was a loner with her family, knowing that nothing will happen. Unfortunately her parents were killed in a battle with a badger. Pebbleheart thought her and her siblings would be killed by the badger. However the badger ranaway from a twoleg who kidnapped Shadow. Pebbleheart was going to go after her brother, but unfortunately was ordered from her brother to escape. Pebbleheart had to carry Blossomkit, for she is only a newborn. Both Pebbleheart and Blossomkit were then taken in from a BreezeClan warrior, knowing that they gain good trust in them, since they were only kits and not rogues.
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