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 Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 7:15 am
This is where all inactive and retired profiles are going to be moved to. If you find that one of your active profiles has been moved here, then please PM Leo, Asian, or Timber and we will get it taken care of. Thank you!
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:26 am
N I G H T C L A N Clan: NightClan Name: Nightclaw Gaia Username: xXLeChibiXx Ranking: Warrior Appearance: Jet black, but with unusual ice blue eyes. Bio: Nightclaw wasn't very close to his littermates, as well as his parents. He was the rebel of the litter, and even as an apprentice. But his mentor Brightheart changed him. Nightclaw became a much better cat. He became much more kind and loyal to his clan and became much closer to his family and clanmates. But later on, he was devastated when he found out that Brightheart had been killed, trying to protect her clan. He the reverted to his old self, cold, mean, and always keeping to himself. Picture:  X X X X X X Clan: NightClan Name: Fathom Gaia Username: Winged Timberwolf Ranking: Deceased Appearance: Black cat with gray stripes. His eyes are blood red, the first cat to have ever been born that way. Bio: His mother died during childbirth, but she died after giving birth to him. He came out silent and alert, and upon looking at him, she named him "Fathom." As she lay dying, someone said, "Well, Fathomkit is a strange name!" and she shook her head, panting, "Not Fathomkit. Just Fathom." When asked why, she glanced at him fearfully, and said, "StarClan rejected him," and died. Out of respect, they let him keep his strange name. He didn't talk for the longest time (about two human months), and instead gazed at the stars. He paid attention to no one, and this went on until one day. He had snuck out of camp and upon returning, his paws were stained red and he had a squirrel in his mouth. Nobody asked him what happened, since he never spoke, but he exclaimed proudly, "I killed a squirrel!" He is warm and friendly around other cats, but has a scary joy in hunting and fighting. Some cats are afraid of his vicious-like hunting methods, but he's very nice to talk to and is a good companion. But he isn't a descendant of the clan cats. His mother and him are a rare breed of wild cats. They were cats originally accepted by ThunderClan, but have made their way into NightClan through the years by a split- Some descendants wanted to remain "pure" instead of mating with clan cats, and went to ShadowClan because they liked their ethics better, and have in-breeded with each other as such. Some strayed from the "pure" mindset and mated with clan cats in nightclan, and Fathom and his mother and father are the only "pure" wild cats left. When his mother died, his father ran away. He is a little sad that his mother said StarClan rejected him, and believes that she said this because his eyes were red, for StarClan has shown no signs of disdain for him to anyone else. Picture:  X X X X X X Clan: NightClan Name: Moonflower Gaia Username: Moonflower1214 Ranking: Warrior Appearance: Silver tabby she-cat with intense blue eyes. Bio: Long ago, In ThunderClan, there was a she-cat named Moonflower. She gave birth to four healthy kits. Safarikit, the weakest of the bunch, became the soon-to-be father of a loner's kits, in the time of great despair. One day, the loner was found and sent out of ThunderClan territory. Safarikit soon followed. The loner had joined ShadowClan. Safarikit followed. The kits were born. Many generations passed, and Moonfeather was born. Not many moons after kitting, she died protecting her kits. The kit that looked most like her was re-named Moonkit, and soon to follow, Moonflower. Picture: X X X X X X  . : About Me : . My name is Leopardstorm.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 20 moons.
I'm a deceased queen.
My kin include Leopardstar, great grandmother, Silentkit, Sunpaw, and Guardianpaw. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-Flowers
-Kits
-Sunshine
-A nice day
-Happy Clanmates
-Peace
-Spitefulness
-Purekit <3
-Fathom (the real one)
My least favorite things...
-Arguments
-Needless battles
-Bloodshed
-Blood (as in the cat)
-Defiance
And, my fears.
-Blood (evil Fathom)
-Predators . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Leopardstorm is not at all your usual queen. She's not one to sit still- not at all, unless she's falling asleep on her paws. She has a very kit-like personality, but can also be a very wise warrior. She loves to run, and loves to play as well. While she's in the nursery, she won't sit still. She'll be playing around, probably knocking over nests. She loves kits, and is sometimes a lot like them. She stands up for what she believes in, and she has refused orders before, because she didn't believe in what they were going to be used for. She's quite spiteful, and never tolerates being teased or put down.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Leopardstorm looks very much like her great grandmother, with leopard spotted fur. She's a pretty bengal she-cat, but also has rare silver eyes. Her eyes shine like the moon, but can be quite penetrating. She has long limbs, ideal for jumping and climbing trees. She's a very lithe she-cat, with a lean body and strong muscles. She keeps her fur sleek and golden, shining in the sunlight.
My history, don't go poking around!
Leopardstorm was born Leopardkit, and was the same age as Fathom. Their first escapade together was fetching the cure to the Whispering Flowers, which Leopardkit had almost gotten trapped. She became Fathom's apprentice, and then grew into a strong warrior. She was a fighter during the Madness, and ended up killing a Clanmate and a StormClan kit, to put them out of their misery. The memory still haunts her, but she pushes it to back of her mind. She fell in love with Fathom, when he hadn't changed. She is now carrying his kits, but she has lost her mate. And now she fears for her life, along with the other kits', and her kits. X X X X X X Clan: Nightclan Name: Richkit UserName: Iceestar Rank: Kit Mentor: None Appearance: Gray with orange eyes. His plet looks a midnight blue in sunlight Bio: Nothing much. He was born in Nightclan. Picture:  X X X X X X Clan: Nightclan
Name: Lavenderstar
Gaia Username: `S u m o m o (original), xXAnachronIsmEpsIceXx (current)
Ranking: Leader of NightClan
Appearance: Black she-cat with piercing purple eyes.
Bio: Shy, kind, and very beautiful. Her mate was one of the first to die from the poison of the whispering flowers. Just found out that she was pregnant with kits. She has ominous dreams of a white cat. Shining so brightly she can't tell who it is. She has yet to meet this cat.
Picture: [ x ] X X X X X X Clan: NightClan
Name: Smokewhisker
Gaia username: Memories in the Mist
Ranking: Warrior
Appearance: A medium sized gray tabby tom with sky blue eyes
Bio:
Smokekit was born to a SeaClan mother and a NightClan father. He had two other litter mates, Icekit and Mosskit. His father took him to NightClan and he was raised by a foster queen that was expecting kits. Smokekit always got stares from his clan mates because they weren't sure if he was loyal. Although, even as a kit, Smokekit found it very stupid. He had never heard of BreezeClan and had only seen his mother once. He wasn't going to betray the clan that he lived in for kin! So he grew up by himself until his foster mother's two kits, Wolfkit and Raykit were born. To his litter mates, he was family and he loved to play with them and even the queens other, younger foster kit Hauntedkit.
Smokepaw was a very good apprentice. He was smart, quick on his feet, and was always on the look out for danger. It was at his first gathering did he meet his sister, Mosspaw. The two got along well and Smokepaw enjoyed her company. For teh next few gatherings he stayed close to his sister and spoke to her a lot. Although, then the name calling started. cats began whispering things like "SeaClan spy." or "Halfclan cat!" and "Traitor!" Smokepaw hated being called names and being teased but he didn't know how to stop it! He tried everything he could think of, working harder in training, fighting harder in battles, being more responsible, everything but the name calling didn't stop. It was his adoptive brother, Wolfpaw, that told him what was going on. He explained that it was because the other felt he was too close to Mosspaw. Smokepaw tried to explain that Mosspaw was just a friend, someone he talked to, but Wolfpaw wouldn''t listen. So at the next gathering Smokepaw stayed away form Mosspaw. When she came up to talk to him, he turned his back to her. It hurt him terribly and he knew it hurt Mosspaw but Smokepaw felt much more pain. Mosspaw had been his only friend because even Raypaw and Wolfpaw had sided with the other apprentices.
It took many painful moons of being alone and ignoring his sister at the gatherings but slowly the clan stopped shunning him and he felt a little more accepted each moon. And when the tom earned his warrior name of Smokewhisker the whole clan cheered and congratulated him. He was once again accepted as a NightClan warrior. Although, some cats still didn't trust him fully and Smokewhiskler doesn't hold that against them. He was proud that his sister became leader but didn't show it all. He is very wary of cats outside of NightClan and sticks close to his clan during Gathering. Although, maybe a special she-cat can break his shell...
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 X X X X X X Clan: NightClan Name: Bluemask Gaia User name: noalaniwolf Ranking: loner Appearance: Dark gray with a navy blue "mask" over her eyes History: She is a loner who lives on NightClan territory, no one could ever tell because she has no scent. She is a decedent from BloodClan, she gave herself her warrior name because until she discovered the clans she was just Blue Picture: X X X X X X  . : About Me : . My name is Smokekit > Smokepaw > Smokear.
I'm a proud member of soon Nightclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 3 moons.
I'm a kit.
My kin include 1 cat: Wavepelt. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
family
My least favorite things...
fighting
Twolegs
any cat that's not part of his family (which is no one that he knows)
And, my fears.
Finding out that my entire family is dead
getting attacked by a cat
. : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a very dark cat. I always keep to myself. I would much rather run away then fight. I feel as though every cat wishes to kill me. I just, want to find someone from my family that's still alive.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a grey tom. My eyes are amber, though they shine with no fire. I am a very skinny cat, since I eat little. Part of my left ear has been bit off by a fox. It shows a strange pattern, almost like the smoke from a fire
My history, don't go poking around!
I am a loner, who's constantly watching for danger. Not even a moon after I was born a pack of foxes attacked my family. All of them were killed, and I escaped with few injuries. I wouldn't accept that all of my family is dead. However, that determination has faded, leaving me almost wishing for my death.X X X X X X  . : About Me : .My name is Ducky (2 biggrin uckpaw 2 biggrin uckspirit).
I'm a proud member of None (2be Nightclan).
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 2 1/2 Moons.
I'm a kit.
My kin include None.. : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
- Ducks
- Familiar animals
- Small cats
- Honey
- Water
- Awesome big cats
- Winning bets
My least favorite things...
- Squirrels
- Things that kill ducks
- Ignorant big cats
- Nettles
-Things that hurt
- Pain
And, my fears.
- Losing a bet
- A duck killing her
- Dieing
- Being rejected for her size
- Tornado's . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Ducky's light and springy, her paws itch to go where no one has gone before.
She also loves to bet, and to win. She will never refuse a dare, especially if their is payment involved.
She is persistent, and will not give up until she either collapses, or is stopped by an immovable force. Her favorite animal is a duck, the ones who raised her specifically, and will involuntarily quack, with that in mind.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Ducky is a small adorable orange kit. Her fur is always in a tuffle, and she has dark orange stripes stretching down her back.
Her eyes always seem to peer at you when she makes eye contact with anyone. Right now, she is a weak lump of fur... But she will grow...
My history, don't go poking around!
Ducky was born from a stray cat, in a pond, later that day a fox killed her mother, in a deperate atempt to save her kits. Ducky was the only one to survive.
She was randomly taken in by a family of ducks, who would occasionally feed her. She has become terrified of squirrels, since one of her duck friends, was EATEN ALIVE by one.
She also named herself, jealous that all the others already had names.
It was time for the ducks to migrate, and Ducky had just woke up, by then they were a speck of the sky. It was awfully windy, as the wind picked up, and thunder rumbled in the difference. Suddenly a funnel appeared, and Ducky watched in shock as her family was sucked into the deep dark hole, never to return.
Caterwauling she ran wildly, trying to get away, and ended up in Nightclan territory. That was 4 days before she found the kit ,Smoke. X X X X X X  : About Me : . My name is Brokensoul.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a Tom-cat, I should know.
I'm 22 Moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include no one.. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Stargazing
- Being alone
- Hunting
- Peace
- Being apart of NightClan
- Kits
My least favorite things...
x Mean cats
x Noisy cats
x His demon taking over him
And, my fears.
o Foxes
o Badgers
o Being casted out of the Clan . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Brokensoul is a kind but mysterious cat. He cares for those closest to him but is defensive around strangers and can be cold-hearted sometimes to others.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Brokensoul is a night colored tom cat. He has dark yellow eyes. Brokensoul had a white streak going from forehead and tail tip. He also had white paws and unusually long black sharp claws.
My history, don't go poking around!
Brokensoul was raised to a mother he never knew. His mother died in battle fighting a wolf that looked like Brokensoul. Brokensoul's mother called him a broken soul because the wolf that killed her looked like him. He always held that burden and later had the mood of that wolf if he is ever defenseless. The thing inside him is called Shadow for it's dark appearence. When he is controled by Shadow he acts wolf-like.X X X X X X   . : About Me : . My name is Scorchpaw/claw.
I'm a proud member of Nightclan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm 6 moons.
I'm a Apprentice.
My Mentor is Dovesong.
My kin include Shadewind((Dad)), Russetflight((Mom)).... . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~ Playing
~ Wrestling
~ Training
~ Nightclan
~ Night time
~ Star gazing.
My least favorite things...
- Seaclan
- Weaklings
- Nothing to do
And, my fears.
- Wolves
- Birds
- Water
- Foxes. . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am an energetic she-cat, always ready to play. I'm a great fighter and never afraid to back down. I am a friendly happy-go-lucky cat, but easily ticked off. I can be a nice cat but quickly turn into a vicious fighter. I'm curious and easily distracted. You can say I have a short attention span.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a beautiful mottled she-cat. My fur is a shining sleek russet red pelt. Black spots dapple my fur neatly, giving it a cool edge. My tail is slim and long black rings of 4 around it. My eyes are a lighting, icy blue color, the blue varies, depending on the lighting.
My history, don't go poking around!
As a newborn kit, I had a wonderful father named Shadewind and a mother called Russetflight. But one day, there was a vicious battle between Nightclan and Seaclan. It tore my clan apart. I hate that wretched Seaclan full of flea-bitten cats. My parents died protecting me, but managed to safely hide me away from the enemies. Later a queen called Fernleaf found me hidden and took care of me until I was old enough to move to the apprentices den. My mentor is Dovesong, and I can't wait to start training! X X X X X X  . : About Me : . My name is Adderkit.
I'm a member of NightClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm six moons.
I'm a kit.
My kin include No one...yet.... . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- Making cats miserable
- Darkness
- Peace and Quiet
- Strong opponents
- Leafbare
My least favorite things...
- Sunny days
- Weak cats
- When my orders aren't followed
And, my fears.
- Badgers
- Foxes
-Climbing . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I like to harass cats and make them feel miserable...especially those nice ones. I enjoy other cat's pain...not caring if it doesn't concern me. I like to feel like I can just coil myself around those helpless victims...trapping them in my grip. I'm sly and crazy and like fresh meat. No one will stand in my way....
It's what I am, like it or not.
I have dark green tinted fur that has a single black streak going down from head to tail tip. My forepaws are black while my hind paws are the same as my fur color. I have sharp, light yellow eyes and a really long tail. I have two long fangs. I have a black nose and thorn sharp claws...so watch out!
My history, don't go poking around!
I was abandoned along with another kit...but I didn't know him very well. Like I cared he would just hold me down. I was brought to Nightclan by a black furred warrior who had yellow eyes just like me. He was strong and always took risks, which is how he died. I want to be like him...but I don't want anyone to get in my way! I hope to be a strong warrior to beat everyone and stand on top!X X X X X X ATTENTION ALL CREW: When moving profiles, make sure that the "X" divider is between them! Thanks! X X X X X X
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 8:47 pm
S T O R M C L A N Clan: StormClan
Name: Snowfeather
Gaia Username: xXLeChibiXx
Ranking: Warrior
Appearance: Pute white, but with gray patches and ice blue eyes.
Bio: Snowfeather has always been very kind, caring, and loyal to her clan. When she was an apprentice, she met a tom named Skypaw. They became very close and later on fell in love. Together they had two kits, and they are now apprentices with the names Dawnpaw and Blossompaw.
Picture:  X X X X X X X X X Clan: StormClan
Name: Skyclaw
Gaia Username: xXLeChibiXx
Ranking: Warrior
Appearance: Calico tom, with moss green eyes.
Bio: Skyclaw is a very loyal cat. He will do anything to protect his clan. As an apprentice, he met a she-cat named Snowpaw. They became very close and later on fell in love. Together they hade two kits, they are are now apprentices with the names Dawnpaw and Blossompaw.
Picture:  X X X X X X X X X Clan: StormClan
Name: Blossompaw
Gaia Username: xXLeChibiXx
Ranking: Apprentice
Appearance: Small orange cat, with blue eyes.
Bio: Blossompaw knew from the very beginning that she wanted to be a great warrior when she grew up. So when she became an apprentice, she decided to do everything in her power to fullfill that wish. She follows after her mother, with her kind and caring of her clanmates. She also has a very tight bond with her brother Dawnpaw.
Picture:  X X X X X X X X X Clan: StormClan
Name: Dawnpaw
Gaia Username: xXLeChibiXx
Ranking: Apprentice
Appearance: Small, gray and white fluffy tom, with ice blue eyes.
Bio: Dawnpaw is exactly like his father, but a little more confident about himself. But Dawnpaw is still caring like his mother, and will do anything to protect his clan. He also has a very tight bond with his sister Blossompaw.
Picture:  X X X X X X X X X Clan: StormClan Name: Silverclaw Rank:Warrior Bio: She was born a loner. Her father died before she was born. She has an older brother named Stormclaw, an older sister named Firefang, and an older brother named Lionclaw (Younger than Stormclaw and Firefang but older than Silverclaw). Her mother died 1 year after she was born. Lionclaw left only to gain power. Silverclaw fought Lionclaw but lost and Lionclaw left. She hasnt seen him since. Her sister,Firefang,died after getting ill. Stormclaw is the only family she has. Stormclaw did not wish to join the clan but asked if his sister could still visit him. Picture: http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/images16/BengalCat1.jpgX X X X X X X X X Clan: StormClan
Name: Hawkpaw
Gaia Username: r a i n b e l l s
Ranking: Apprentice
Appearance: A lithe, lean-muscled and long-legged young tom with dark golden amber eyes. His pelt is a rather dull shade of brown and gray with darker stripes, and his tail is tipped black. His muzzle, chest, underbelly and paws are white, and his ears have distinctive black tufts at the tips. Another unique feature is that his fur is strangely feathery and thick—especially his chest fur and tail—and tends to bristle out in all directions.
Bio: Hawkpaw was adopted by StormClan queens. His mother, a rogue, abandoned him in the camp when he was two moons old. With his mother gone, Hawkpaw could only find comfort in the queens and other apprentices. Being around warriors makes him feel a bit uneasy—the sight of the big, toned forest cats slightly frightens him. Not that it makes him cowardly. On the contrary, he is a very brave and determined young soul. He wants to prove to his foster clan that he isn’t like his rogue mother and would never oppose the warrior code, but rather uphold it with all his heart. Hawkpaw may seem determined and valiant, but this attitude towards it all tends to make him irritable and quick-tempered.
Despite his persona, Hawkpaw seems to have taken a liking to a few she-cat apprentices. Anyone who dare ask him about these feelings is bound to have their ears clawed off.
Picture: X X X X X X X X X Clan: Stormclan
Name: Aspentail
Username: xXnononoXx
Age: 24 moons
Ranking: Warrior
Bio: Aspentail was born in late Leafbare, along with his litter-mates; Larchkit and Yewkit. However, Larchkit and Yewkit had snuck out of the clan when he was sleeping, and both of them had found the Whispering Flowers. The two kits had consumed the flower and both died before the cure could be found. He is now the only surviving kit of that litter.
Personality: Carefree, Flirtatious, Sweet-hearted
Appearance: A wily, cream colored tom with light brown tabby markings and light green eyes. X X X X X X X X X  . : About Me : . My name is Barkwind.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 14 moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Mmm.. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
- -shshsh- Cinderstreak
- Staring
- I'm not sure anymore...
My least favorite things...
- Blood
- Pity
- Cat's who put her down
- What's a useless rag like me got to hate...
And, my fears.
- Suicide clouding her mind and taking over
- Being unable to run away . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Barkwind is a very shy cat, shy for reasons of bullying. She was constantly dejected and scorned by peers when she was young, telling her how 'pitiful' she is and how she is a 'useless rag of a cat'. She spends most of her time sulking, letting depression seep into her mind. She's basically teetering at the edge of the boardwalk that hangs over suicide.
She's oh so easily embarrassed and mistakes practically make her want to strangle herself, hence for the reason she doesn't do much.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Barkwind is a white she-cat, with black spots. Or maybe a black she-cat with white spots? Oh, that's something to think about in her corner. She has short pelted fur, that covers her like a coat. Her eyes are a dingy color of gray, and are usually sunken with depression. She usually wears a emotionless mask, or a very disheveled face.
My history, don't go poking around!
As said above, Barkwind was constantly put down by her peers, and mostly her mentor. They jeered about her simply because - She was weaker than them, more vunerable. Cats in her age group were avoident of her for fear of getting jeered at and being staked down next to the 'Bag of Furry Scum'. Barkwind was a young cat, and this sunk in her mind like a boudler, destroying her self esteem until it was just a sliver.
A couple cats who've broken free of this have tried to encourage her, get her to realize that maybe she isn't such a useless rag after all, but no. Barkwind is confirmed- A useless waste.
She made it through warrior hood out of mostly pity of her mentor, quoting his words "Barkwind. Your never going to learn. I give up. I could never train such a mousebrain as you." And the next day, Barkwind was a warrior.X X X X X X X X X Clan: StormClan
Name: Honeydew
Gaia Username: Princess Rebellion
Ranking: newly-made warrior
Appearance: A light brown tabby. She has a lithe, petite body. She has darker brown stripes along her tail. Honeydew has white paws and underbelly.
Bio: She was born within the same sun as Aspenkit and his littermates. Her siblings, also died from the same cause as his. Her brother, Thrushkit, was the runt, and her mother, Sundance, had prefered him. This made her heart grow cold and jealous. She has always felt a connection with Aspentail, but doesn't know if he feels the same way.
Picture:  X X X X X X X X X  . : About Me : .My name is Copperpelt.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 48 moons.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include my mother Silentstep and father Stronggaze whom are both with StarClan now... : A Little Bit More : .My favorite things!
~Napping
~Hunting
~Talking
~Sunbathing
~Sunrises
My least favorite things...
~Snow
~Cold nights
~Being ignored
And, my fears.
~Water
~Fire
~Death
~Living a purposeless life . : Getting Personal : .I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I an generally caring and cooperative. I will often help others if asked but will not offer my help unless I seem it worth serious enough. I do not like to medle in other cat's affaird and will only involve myself if I believe it will erupt into violence. I am loyal to my clan but I am not afraid to question the warrior code nor the words of whom may be leading me. Sometimes I can be called lazy but that's usually only after attending a gathering. Though I tend to be jealous of others for numerous reason, which I would prefere to keep secret.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I would call myself a handsome Tom, and I believe others would agree. I take good care of my pelt so it is always laying flat as it should. My fur is short and a very bright orange-red color. My eyes are a striking deep turquoise. I have a very faint tabby pattern though I don't really think it counts for anything.
My history, don't go poking around!
As a kit I had always known my mother and father loved me. That was the only way I could cope with their death so soon after becoming an apprentice. I still remember the look of pride as I touched noses with my mentor. They had told me that night how much they cared for me and that one day when they were gone they would always help my in spirit. I hadn't thought much of it. It seemed like they would never die. Until that is, they did.
It was barely a moon after my apprentice ceremony I had just come back from my first gathering. It was such a wonderful experience. Meeting all sorts of new cats, being able to observe their various pelts shining in the moon light and to hear the clan leaders speak. It had tired me out more then I had expected. I was told I would be woken at sunhigh to go on hunting with my mother. Though I was never woken. It was much past sunhigh when I opened my eyes. My mother had gone out alone, giving me more time to recover from the long night.
I waited around camp, waiting for her to come back, but she never did. A search patrol was sent and what they found was grusome. A badger had it's way with my mother, almost tearing her in half. She was long gone before my father and two other warriors found her. My father, becoming enraged followed the scent of the badger. Him along with other warriors fought and killed the badger, but not without injury. They all came back but in the medicine cat den my father was treated but he had lost to much blood and his wounds were deep. An injury on his flank became infected and spread throughout his body. He was treated time and time again but nothing worked. He died two sunrises later.
I still try to remember how happy they were when I became an apprentice. With that image in my mind I was able to push through my training and become the warrior I am today. I hope my mother and father are proud of me and what I have become. I feel like part of them still lives on in me and with that knowledge it's like they never left.X X X X X X X X X  . : About Me : . My name is Cloverkit.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm Three moons.
I'm a kit.
My kin include Softpaw (My cousin) Dappleheart (My mum). . : A Little Bit More : .
My favorite things!
~ Softpaw
~ Stormclan
~ Play fighting
~ Other kits
~ My mum (Dappleheart)
My least favorite things...
~ Mean cats
And, my fears.
~ Dying . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a playful kit. I love to play with others. I'm also kind. I'm very talkative. I talk to everyone. Even cats I don't know!
It's what I am, like it or not.
I'm a brown cat. I have black stripes, but I'm not a tabby. I have white paws too! And olive green eyes. I'm very pretty.
My history, don't go poking around!
I was born on a stormy day. Everyone was around when I was born. My cousin, Softpaw. Cared for me. She loves me a lot! When I was two moons old, I fell off a cliff. Somehow surviving the fall. I'm pretty lucky to be alive!X X X X X X X X X . : About Me : . My name is Wheatear.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a Tom-cat, I should know.
I'm 20 moons old.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Lusterkit,Snowkit,Redkit(Dead). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~My kits
~StormClan
~His mate
~Friends
~Clanmates
~Kits
My least favorite things...
~Mean cats
~Strangers
And, my fears.
~Badgers
~Death
~Foxes
~Thunderpath
~Fires . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm a pretty tough tom. I'm usually kind and friendly, but can be serious, most of the time. I love to run around in the forest and have fun. My clan-mates say I look like a tough cat, but I think I'm nice and friendly.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I have golden tabby fur with a long black streak going from my neck to were my tail starts. I have jet black paws and dark blue eyes. I have a strong muscular build.
My history, don't go poking around!
I don't know much about my history but I do know that my parents were killed in a fight with a couple badger. I have no siblings that I know of, my mother told me that my sibling died when they were born. I am now the mate of Dawnthistle, and Father of my kits Redkit((dead)), Lusterkit, and Snowkit.X X X X X X X X X  . : About Me : . My name is IceStorm.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm .
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Firestorm (not by blood). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~Firestorm
~Peace
~Hunting
~Training
My least favorite things...
~Death
And, my fears.
... . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Icestorm has been through a lot. She cares a lot for her friends and helps them get back up. She stands alone and with pride. When it comes to protecting she can be very fierce and aggressive. Though she will not kill anything unless she has to.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Icestorm is a gray colored cat. Her eyes are blue, that can turn icy to any enemy, or calm to any friend. He belly fur is a lighter gray but not too light. Her build is average, small enough to sneak around, and big enough to take on any enemy.
My history, don't go poking around!
Icestorm's father had died before she was born. Her mother had two kits before her. One was her sister, Darkstorm, the other was her brother, Stormfang. Firestorm had joined the family when Darkstorm was born. Her mother died a few moons later. Stormfang, jealous of his brother and wanting to become more powerful, left. She has not seen Stormfang since then. Darkstorm died a few moons after Stormfang. Now Firestorm is the last "family" she has.  X X X X X X X X X  . : About Me : . My name is Firestorm.
I'm a proud member of Stormclan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm .
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Icestorm (not by blood). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~Icestorm
~Peace
~Hunting
~Training
My least favorite things...
~Rules
~Being told what to do
And, my fears.
... . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Firestorm is a strong cat. He likes to be on his own most of the time. He can be very playful though. He likes being with his friends and doesnt mind being on his own. He is a leader in a small group but stands alone in the crowd.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Firestorm is a dark orange colored cat with lighter stripes around his body. His belly is a lighter orange than the rest of his coat. His eyes are bright green, that can be as soothing as a stream or as deadly as poison. His is muscular and that helps him in battle.
My history, don't go poking around!
Firestorm doesnt remember his real mother, or his real father. He was taken in by Icestorm's mother, Lunarflower. She had been kind to him and raised him as her own. He watched Icestorm suffer right before his very eyes, and would kill anyone who made her cry. His brother, Stormfang, was not very fond of him. In fact it was his fault that Stormfang left. He has never spoken of what happened between them, and perhaps never will.  X X X X X X X X X . : About Me : . My name is Leopard.
I'm a proud member of No Clan.
I'm a She-cat, I should know.
I'm Seven Moons.
I'm a Rogue.
My kin include My aunt, Flame. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~ Learning how to hunt
~ Learning how to fight
~ Being independant
My least favorite things...
~ Being sick
~ Being treated like a kit
And, my fears.
~ Foxes and badgers
~ Water . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Leopard is a somewhat 'grown up' cat. She is pretty mature for her age. She is easy to spook. And you won't like her when she's spooked, because she does things that make you regret spooking her. She sort of...blacks out, and when she comes to, the cat or thing in front of her is usually torn to shreds, or bleeding......a lot.
It's what I am, like it or not. Leopard is a large pale colored bengal cat. She has leopard-like spots running across her pelt. Her tail has black bands ringing arond it. It's pretty long. Her paws are small, but little does any cat know, they carry lethal weapons. She has unusually long claws that can be seen even when they're sheathed. Her legs are very strong, allowing her to jump to great heights.
My history, don't go poking around!
There isn't much history to her. Leopard was born seven moons ago. For most of her life, she's been travelling along with her 'mother', Flame. Though Flame is really her aunt. She has never seen her real mother. Recently, she has gotten a terrible sickness. She had a terribly infected wound, and her life is withering away. Of course, she's always been like this, getting sick as quick as a sudden change of wind.
Sometime after she got over the sickness, she was found in StormClan territory, after Flame was ripped apart, and she had almost met the same fate. They buried Flame soon after. She's now accepted into the Clan, but she chose to keep her name, Leopard.X X X X X X X X X . : About Me : . My name is Oaktail [DECEASED].
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 20 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Burrpelt, Moosepelt, and Glassears (parents decseased). . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
-kits
-family
-the sun
-being kind
-helping
-she-cats
-hunting
-being quiet
-his mate (any takers? 4laugh )
My least favorite things...
-rain
-thunder
-stuck up cats
-loud cats
-being mean
-smelly things
-getting very dirty
And, my fears.
-dying
-fire
-badgers
-dogs
-Twolegs . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Oaktail is probably the oddest cat in StormClan. He's mischevious, teasing, and open. When it comes to difficult situations he's goofy and quick to figure something out. He gets a but flustered on the inside around she-cats but always has a silly facade going on. He's very chatty and loves to talk to his brother. Secretly, he admires his brother very much.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Broad shouldered, thick muscled and large. He's abnormally bigger than other cats, and often seems intimitating. He's a dark ginger tabby tom with amber eyes. His paws are white. His claws are black on his front paws and white on thee back.
My history, don't go poking around!
As a kit, Oaktail was hardly noticed. He was never one of those attention craving kits. He enjoyed staying with his mother and father. As an apprentice, he was rather entergetic but always seemed to have a calm appearence. He was bigger than his mentor, Galewing and fought to help save his mentor from a fox. Galewing later died of greencough but that was three moons after Oaktail had received his warrior name.X X X X X X X X X  . : About Me : . My name is Nettleslash.
I'm a proud member of StormClan.
I'm a tom, I should know.
I'm 18 moons.
I'm a warrior.
My kin include No one currently alive.. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
the shadows
sleeping
being alone
war
blood
My least favorite things...
the sun
other cats being near me
calm times
And, my fears.
killing other cats out of bloodlust. . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
He alway spends his time alone, and often hones his battle skills. He almost always walks away from a cat talking to him. He sometimes recieves an urge to kill, since he was permanately affected by the Madness (which made it's way to some parts of the Twolegplace)
It's what I am, like it or not.
He is a white and brown tom. He has black streaks down his back. Some of his tail is cut off, and he has a small but very visble scar below his left eye. He rarely grooms his fur.
My history, don't go poking around!
A former loner who lived at the Twolegplace. While he was there he caught the Madness, and went on a murderous rampage. Any cat who saw him after that attempted to rip him to pieces, but he got to them first. Attempting to flee any cats, he went to the forest and found his way to Stormclan. He was helped, and decided a life alone would've been too hard for him, and has been able to keep his murderous urges capped . . . for now.X X X X X X X X X Cat's Name Citruskit ( Six moons, so Citruspaw )
Clan: Stormclan
Gender: She cat
I'm Six Moons
I'm a Apprentice -- Well I should be --
Personality,
Citruskit is a really nice she-cat who is usually a "Cat's Pet."
She isn't that outgoing, but sometimes she can get really rowdy.
I like...
Many Cats
Playing at free time
Medicine cats
Our leader
I hate..
Death.
Monsters
I'm scared of snakes.
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