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 Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:15 am
Ҭh⇪stleclaw I'm pretty sure☆ you know me I'm a very old member.
I have been around since the guild started.
You can call me Thistle or Ferret
If any questions, ask. My characters XXXXXCurrently, my characters are/Will be
Ferretwhisper
Blackflame
Ghastlykit
Malicepaw Index Ferretwhisper / Blackflame / Ghastlykit / Malicepaw / Reserved / Reserved / Reserved / Reserved / Reserved / Reserved Note: Malicepaw is based off of Murdoc from Gorillaz.  
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:35 am
Ferretwhisper Posting Layout  ⋘ Ӻerretwhisper ⋙ ☆═━┈┈━═☆ Return to d a y s When Y ↺ U knew ✬ You were still✿ɐlive XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXЯeveal the wɐy Y ↺ U ➸ felt ωɧen you ✦« cѻuld » L ↺ ↻ K inside
Apperance Left Viewing Of Body
Ferretwhisper is a naturally silver she-cat, but beyond her silver, is a coat of colors. Her pelt is to that, much of a rainbow.
Against her left hindleg is a strike of silvery purple, that's very faint, and hardly noticeable, the claw's on that hindleg are consisting of a deep black color, that glimmer in the sunlight, reflecting the patterns of the sky. Going up into her left hindleg, you will find two scars embedded, the topper one is longer than the shorter one below it. They were dealed to her in a fight at a Gathering against a male named Thundertooth.
It's silvery at the end of the light purple, then it reaches a dark gray patch, after that, on the other bit, is a blue streak, leading up to her dark gray territory, that breaks over her face.
She has neon green eye's, with amber flecks, that shine like a deep lava glow. Her eye's display no emotion, but only seem to ever so often flicker with emotion if you're lucky enough to catch it. She hardly ever blinks, and can stare for long periods of time. Her tounge is a very dark blue, a rare thing running in her veins, her inner ears are blue, along with her nose. Her ear's are dark gray. Ferretwhisper has a cloud shaped patter on her left cheek, which she carries around proudly. Her face is dark gray, and it cracks all the way onto her chest. Where it meets silver and fades away. She has a scar from where her eyebrow would be, too the lower part of her right eye.
her banner tip is a pink color, but barely noticeable except in direct light. Her upper tail is a light gray, her section after that is a dark gray, after that, in a rainbow like way, blue and silver appear. The rainbow pattern begins at the left to right, the top left is a darker blue appearing stripe, the next in line is a silver color, then slightly dark blue, then a very light blue color.
Her chest is a silver color, In her lower chest, is blue, on her left front paw she has thick black claw's, which reflect the sky light, the sunlight, the blue of the sky, and the clouds at rare times when they shine. In the forest, they appear a shiny black color, not reflecting anything off of them.
On her left front paw begins with a horizontal, curving slightly, blue, followed by a dark gray that does the same. Then a stretch of silver, which stops by a splash of blue, which curves around it slightly, and leads down to her paw, which is blue and silver.
Right Side View
Crossing against her back is a blue stripe, below that, is a pink, just like her tail tip, isn't quite noticeable, and appears silver, except in the bright lighting of day time. Below that, is a silver marking, that looks like the clan's symbols. Below that, is another very light shade of silver, then below that, onto her stomach, is a dark blue.
On her right hind appendage, is more of larger stripes that go horizontal only slightly. The first is a dark gray, making it's way across the upper appendage, After that, is a long stretch if silver, going downward till it touches a shade of blue, which goes on until deeper gray fades into it, and covers her entire toes.
Ferretwhisper pads are blue, the front left, back left, front right, back right. Are all blue padded.
On her right front appendage is an array of colors, following up her regular pattern, from her elbow, streaking down, is a dark gray, which fades into a silver breaking between her dark gray on her face and chest, and the one on her appendage, going downward, it has to fade into a very light silver, next to the light silver, is a darker silver, and near the dark gray chest, is a diamond like pattern, showing off etching around the front of her appendage.
The tips of her front right paw are Dark gray, two of them are, one of the other is silver, and the other is pure blue . A light silver cracks through, leaving a stripe inthe middle of them. On the bottom of her dark gray tops, are dark gray on the bottom. The next one, the silver, is dark gray on the bottom, the blue one is just pure blue Personality Ferretwhisper's a realist, she usually likes living in the past, and dallies in this for long periods of time, she gets along with pretty much everyone, and forgives quickly, she has a strong love for everyone, but if someone breaks into something she doesn't like. She likes them a bit less, Ferretwhisper has a hatred of kittens, she finds them annoying. She hates it when people complain about their lives, can't they just be realistic? She's a pessimist, seeing the downside, like 'Half empty' or 'It's never going to work again' 'Maybe if we try... But most likely not' that's how she views life, Ferretwhisper has tried killing herself before. But didn't, as she realised who'd be upset over it. She doesn't like people who can't take a joke, and especially hates it when someone trys argueing with her,, and hopes to be with him for many moons. Her best friends? Those are the ones she could never get mad at, she loves them, and would do anything for them. Ferretwhisper has a very confident stride to her, and doesn't enjoy anything in life, a lot of cat's seem fearful of her, and smart cat's know not to trust her near a kit. Bio Ferretkit was born to her parents, Frogwhisker, and Jaywing. She was playful at first, always sticking close to her Brother, Sunsetkit, not really having much relationship with her Sister, Pebblestream, but just the same. She was always tough, wanting to fight or such, even with her small size, she was confident, believing she could take on the world. Ferretpaw quickly learned in battling, becoming quite good at it, she began to hate kits, finding them overly happy and agitating to her. Soon, she took a realiation to her, and began to be closer to her Sister more aswell as her Brother. During her training, she fought with a tom at a Gathering, his name was Thundertooth.
She took the pain from it, developing scars along her hindleg, she also took the punishment her Leader gave her, but also kept her confident stride accuratelyShe took on a more intellectual appearance, but didn't fall inlove, she passed by the moons, watching family die, and relatives exiled, she felt disgrace, but shook it off. Keeping her head up, high.
To this day she keeps her head up, not caring about her size, but only her credit, her rep. She doesn't care to engage in too many 'clan activities' and will drag herself to Gatherings when she's asked too.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:37 am
 . : About Me : . My name is Blackflame.
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 26 moons old.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Treespirit, my brother. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~ Darkness
~Firestorm and Icestorm
~ Her Clanmates
~ full moons
~ kits
~ Smokekit
~ Bramblefire (Shush!!!!!)
~ Sweetmoon
My least favorite things...
~ Blood (evill Fathom)
~ Battles
~ Being called scared
~ Bloodspill
~ Leopardstorm
~ Foxfur
And, my fears.
~ Being kicked out of the clan. : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I am a black she-cat,with tabby stripes wrapping around and encircling me.Giving me my name.My eyes are blue which reveal rarely any emotion within them.I have a muscular build,which I use for hunting and fighting.
It's what I am, like it or not.
I am a grumpyy she-cat sometimes,but if yuo really get to konw me,I push cats away because i'm afraid i'll lose them.Some cats say that i'm completly crazy,but i'm actually sweet and kind once you know me.
My history, don't go poking around!
When she was young her moher declared she was diffrent.Her color was strange,But she was also a descendent of Blackstar and Ravenpaw.But that didin't explain her strange markings,her mother said that she was evil.Blackflame couldn't believe her ears.And she ran away.Then came back,a full grown cat,she had been in StormClan training.And was accepted back a full Warrior,she was pleased to see she had a little brother Treepaw.
Blackflame loved him,she cared for her brother well.Even knowing that he had never seen his mother.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 12:46 pm
 . : About Me : . My name is Ghastlykit - (Ghastlypaw) - (Ghastlyrhyme).
I'm a proud member of NightClan.
I'm a she-cat, I should know.
I'm 3 Moons moons old.
I'm a Warrior.
My kin include Blackflame(Mother) Pyrokit(Brother) Mirrorkit(Sister) Bramblefire(Father) Eaglesoar(Uncle) Treespirit(Uncle; deceased) . . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
➳ Light
➳ Charmingkit
➳ Playing
➳ Mommy!
➳ Pyrokit
➳ Friendship!
➳ Bugs
My least favorite things...
➳ Fighting
➳ Nighttime
➳ Evil cats
➳ Cats who ruin my fun!
➳ Hauntedheart
➳ Foxstar (Ewwiee!)
➳ Daddy
And, my fears.
➳ Darkness. : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
I'm Ghastlykit, exactly like that! But on the serious note. My fur is very plain, as it seems. Consisting of a few splotches, well, moreso like my others pelt of orange. Flame seeming, my eye's are a beautiful crystal blue, my head is always held high, aswell as my tail, ready to face the challenges of the day! But my tail tucks and ears flatten at nightfall. I have a regular build, but i'm not very muscular, when I was younger, Bramblefire, my idiot father, took me, Pyrokit, and Charmingkit out of camp, resulting in a broken jaw. Now, my jaw is twisted, although, I can still speak, eat, and catch prey, although it's just a bit difficult. My ears are always pricked forward, on the tips of them are tufts of orange fur, and white the rest, my face is pure snowy white, as if blessed by an angel's wings, I don't have very soft fur, it's kindof bristly, my tail is long, but not fluffy like most cat's, I have short fur, my torso isn't built up, not in anyway, it's kind of tiny, unlike my Mother's, who's is bulky, I have a small head, and are small in size at the fact.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Me? Well, I am sooooo playful! I love to play, play, play! Altthough, whenever I get around my Father, or see him. I get a bit... Well, jumpy, scared, frightened, hysterical. I don't know what to do! I mean, he made me, I should love him, but i'm scared to death. Whenever i'm with Charmingkit and Pyrokit, well. Those two are so funny! Especially my Brother, although. I'm kindof worried about him, I tend to worry about a lot of things, well, not often. I'm not sure, ohno. I'm so worried, uhm... I also I.. uh. I'm kindof shy sometimes, especially around cats from diffrent clans, but i'm very kindhearted, and would help any cat inneed, although, i'm not afraid of anything! Well, thats a lie. I'm afraid of the dark, just don't tell anyone! It'll ruin me! Not really, but. I do love everyone, and i'm so gentle, My Mom doesn't like me very much, i'm a complete opposite of her, I get along with everyone, even for my young age, i'm quite calm, well. Except for the regular tendencies of a kitten. Even though i'm so upbeat and happy, inside me. I'm dying, almost, crying. I believe my Father hates me, doesn't love me. And wants me gone.
My history, don't go poking around!
"I'll call her Ghastlykit" mewed Bramblefire, and that's how it started. With the name of Ghastlykit, I was born with my three other siblings, oh, how I forget one of them's names all the time! My Brother, Pyrokit, my Sister, Mirrorkit, and that other sibling, he's a tom. From an early age, of course. I made friends quickly with the other newborn kits, well. Once we were a bit older, I stuck next to Pyrokit though, never leaving his side, I hated leaving his side, but one day, my Father. Bramblefire, took us out of camp, i'm not sure why, but I suffered a terrible fall from a tree, and broke my jaw, making it disorted, I believe my Father hates me now, he must think i'm a monster, he probably does, he only sees beauty, and I am not beautiful, not with my jaw. I then, noticed. How I began to shrink away from my Father, my fur bushing, I noticed something. I was afraid of him, I hated him in return, I did not like him. He had caused the injury, I didn't want him near me, ever again. I still avoid him, my Mom seems to love him though, I don't know how since he hurt me.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 8:25 pm
. : About Me : . My name is Malicekit - Malicepaw - Malicetempt.
I'm a proud member of BreezeClan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 6 moons.
I'm a Apprentice.
My kin include All deceased.. . : A Little Bit More : . My favorite things!
~ Darkness
~ Solitude
~ Ladies
~ Hatred
~ Violence
~ Things others find weird, or creepy
~ Pain
My least favorite things...
~ Kindness
~ Loud noises
~ Overly energetic cats
~ Happiness
~ Anything cute
~ Kits
~ Un-seriousness
~ Cats in general
~ Galestar
~ Medicine Cats
And, my fears.
~ Anablephobia (The fear of looking up) . : Getting Personal : . I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Often, Malicepaw can be viewed as a cat of many hatreds, he has a harsh and cruel personality, bullying others into his own personal desires. He's a bit of a flirt, when it comes to females, finding that to be where he can only be charming, as he's often an uncharming kind of individual. Despite this, he does not, and will not associate with any of the 'happy, peppy, preppy' cats, finding a fond hatred. Well, hatred in general, towards anything, would be a simple way to put it, so just saying that he had a fond hatred towards those types would be a long-ways off on his personality. He, for some reason, has developed a fear of looking up, it's an unusual fear, that most do not know about, but could question as to why he would never lay on his back and look into the sky. He often has a very sarcastic tone to fall into his voice, and a very cruel tone aswell. Cruel and sarcastic, a quite bad combination, and a hatred of everything. He finds every-cat in general to get on his nerves. He can be highly amusing, with his misanthropic antics, and often viewed as a 'funny cat' but that thought can quickly change once he growls at you to leave him be.
It's what I am, like it or not.
Well, to add on with his hateful, and strange personality, is his strange appearance. He has a greenish-tinted pelt. Often believed he had rolled about in some moss or such, his original pelt color being a light silver color, but a green-tint came on. He has a dark gray on his inner ears, with a short coat, he doesn't have a long body, but a regular sized one, he's not a fat cat, but rather a skinny one. Under his coat, are deep-large muscles. Adding on, the male has a very long, pink tounge. That slips out of his mouth like a snakes, or a lizards, or a frog. Whichever you'd prefer it described as, he has sharp teeth, that glimmer slightly, his gums are a black color. He also has a heterochromia, which makes his eye's two diffrent colors. On his right eye, it's completly black, a very dark gray color actually, if you get close enough to look. But that's unlikely without him snapping at you, and growling. On his other eye, his left; his eye color appears to be a salmon hue of color. His ear's are slender, and fit just right on his short furred, rounded head. He doesn't have any sort of problems, besides his coat and it's greenish-tint. He has a long tail, that's aswell, like his body. Is short furred. To add on, he has a british-like voice.
My history, don't go poking around!
Well, for starters, he was born into BreezeClan, at about three moons, his fur already developing the greenish-tint on it. His Father began to teach him about the world, making him a cruel-hearted cat, like himself. The two went together in deep-sync, both of them hating every little thing that crossed their paths. It was unknown why his Father had ever even found a mate, or even liked the creature to what bore his Son. That always had been a mystery, soon; Malicekit, at the moment, began to use the other's kits at his own will, bending them to do what he wanted. Often getting the other kits in trouble, but that didn't mean he did not get in trouble at times. Most of all, Malicekit could not stand Medicine Cats. At all, under any circumstances. He hated them, finding them far to peaceful for his pleasure; for an unknown reason, he developed a fear of looking up into the sky. Making him quite more difficult to fight with, although this is a problem, when he play fought. He used his ears, and sniffed the air, developing a way to avoid looking up, how he hated it, how he feared it. It frightened him far more than anything else. Soon, his Father and Mother passed away in a fight, although Malicekit didn't feel anything for this, he shrugged it off carelessly, just rolling his eye's. He didn't care, they were just another object. Although, this has passed, he just became an Apprentice.
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