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[iTristopher]

Shadowclan
Lonestar ~ Tom ~ Leader ~ 51 Moons
Songbird ~ She-cat ~ Warrior ~ 25 Moons


Riverclan
Ashfall ~ Tom ~ Deputy ~ 30 Moons
Riverwalker ~ Tom ~ Warrior ~ 16 Moons


Thunderclan



Windclan
Firetail ~ Tom ~ Warrior ~ 32 Moons


Rogues & Loners
Sire ~ Tom ~ 45 Moons ~ [Prophecy]


Kittypets
Lady ~ She-cat ~ Kittypet ~ 18 Moons

 

[iTristopher]

Shadowclan Leader


Username: iTristopher
Name: Lonekit - Lonepaw - Loneshadow - Lonestar
Age: 51 moons
Gender: Tom
Lives: 9
Kin:
Shallowpool [Father] Deceased - Turf war
Flamestep [Mother] Retired - Elder

Appearance: Lonestar is a handsome black and white tom with blue eyes, and a bushy black tail. He was given attention, due to the unusually
long nature of his limbs and body. He is larger than the standard tom and his weight is evenly distributed, making him a sturdy opponent. His fur is of a
medium length and is groomed daily so it retains its luster and shine. He usually looks regal and graceful, given the proud way he is prone to walking.

Personality: Lonestar is a fair, just, and intelligent creature. He takes every situation in stride and presents a cool, confident persona when facing
a challenge or intruder. While he attempts to handle every situation in light of his anscestors and the warrior code, he is not a tom to be crossed. In-fact
Lonestar can be down-right cruel. Even bloodthirsty if pushed far enough. Despite this he wants what any leader wants: A prospeous clan. It would
seem he was born to become a leader, given his natural ability to lead and the inclination of those around him to follow, but Lonestar is a bit deeper then
that. As a friend, he is loyal and open-minded. As a mate, he is protective and romantic. As a warrior, he is fearless and corageous. Or at least, this is
what he wants others to see in him. Lonestar has his fears and doubts like any other cat, but very rarely does he succumb to the stress and panic of a
lesser creature.

Bio: It was a cold night, unusual for late green-leaf, when a lone kit was born in shadowclan. His mewls carried far and wide, attracting the attention of
almost every cat in the clan. Flamestep had not been expecting to have kits. While she had tried repeatedly to get pregnant, she was not very fertile and
thus had given up hope. The small weight she'd gained from this single kit had been blamed on the bounties of that green-leaf, so he was quite the
surprise. Shallowpool was thrilled to have a son, at long last! And not only that, to have one who resembled him so closely! He was proud, but as this kit
his mother had rightfully named 'Lonekit', began to grow, his father grew callous and hard. He needed to be trained properly, so from a young age,
lonekit was forced to surrender his kit-hood in favor of serious training. Of course his clan didn't approve of the treatment, but neither could be talked out
of it. Lonekit soon became Lonepaw. His father became his mentor (at the demand of his father) and his training increased. He ran until his lungs burned
faught until his claws bled, and hunted until his own stomach screamed for a morsel of food. When the clan became aware of this severe treatment, they
intervined and Lonepaw was given his first dose of compassion, from a fellow she-cat. Of course he didn't know what to do with himself, but he enjoyed it.

Due to his training, Lonepaw became Loneshadow, in honor of that sneaky way he could get around in broad daylight. At long last, he was a warrior and
free from his father. Sometime into his warrioship, Shallowpool was killed in a turf war with Riverclan. Shortly after, Flamestep retired, unable to cope with
her loss. From this point, Loneshadow began to get ambitious about his future. He was one of the best warriors the clan had (if he said so himself)
and at the point in time, the clan needed a fresh leader. So he worked to become deputy and several moons later, he became leader. So far Lonestar
has had the longest term as leader in any clan, and hopes to continue this.

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[iTristopher]

Riverclan Deputy



Username: iTristopher
Name: Ashfall
Age: 30 moons
Gender: Tom
Apprentice: Open
Kin:
Cinderclaw [Father] Deceased
Hawkwing [Mother] Deceased
Cinderstep [Brother]
Silverpelt [Sister]

Appearance: Ashfall is a large and very powerful grey tom, with yellow-green eyes.

Personality: Ashfall is given to a quiet nature, where most of his time is spent observing and making corrections. He is a friendly tom, despite his
often-times menacing appearance, and delights in a good conversation with his clan and friends. He has always been loyal to his duties, ancestors, and
clan, with little hesitation about where his heart lies. He is a strong warrior, with acute reflexes, and is wise beyond his years. Despite being wary of all
outsiders, he rarely ushers into a fight. Instead, he likes to have the facts and stories straight, before he makes a decision. This can sometimes be his down
fall, as he may wait to long to make-up his mind. As a friend, he is fun-loving and even a bit playful. As a mate, he is mildly jealous, but deeply loyal. As a
deputy, he is straight-forward and sturdy as a rock. Very few cats pick a fight with Ashfall do to these simple things.

Bio: It was late new-leaf when three little kits were born into Riverclan. Among them was a dark grey tom, who was, clearly, the largest out of all
other litters. In honor of his light grey coat, his mother named him Ashkit. Since his brother was a spitting image of their father, he was named
Cinderkit. Their sister, a beautifully little silver she-cat, was named Silverpelt after the stars in the sky. They grew up together, practicing their skills and
refining their moves. What seemed like epic battles of legend back then, were just dirty tousles that left their mother mewling in protest. Ashkit was
noted for his evident skill in those playfights. Every swat, every tuck, every roll seemed to have an intricate purpose in the long run. As if he could see
the end result of the battles. When he became Ashpaw, it was quite clear that fighting was his best event. He struggled as a hunter, but tried his
hardest none the less. Through appentice-ship, Ashpaw continued to grow until he stood shoulder-to-shoulder with his mentor, and out muscled him
with little to no effort. His father was beyond proud of his litter, but never lived to see them become Warriors. A monster took his life, when chasing out rogue.

After his fathers death, Ashfall retreated inward a bit, and has never shed the repercussions of such a loss. His siblings have both come to grip with this,
but he feels a great injustice has been done and it hurts him. Once a warrior, Ashfall set his sights on becoming the next deputy. Through hours of toil and
hard-work, he was eventually chosen by Mistystar to become the next deputy. A long kept secret of his, is the crush he actually has on Mistystar.
Because of the ill-treatment her father has towards her, hes grown to resent the old fool deeply. While he won't take it out on the tom physically, he will
not speak to Stormheart, under any circumstances.

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[iTristopher]

Warrior of Riverclan



Username: iTristopher
Name: Riverwalker
Age: 16 Moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Apprentice: Open
Kin:
Wildfire || Father || Deceased
Softclaw || Mother || Deceased
Sunstrike || Sister || Deceased
Starshine || Sister

Appearance: Riverwalker is an orange and white tabby cat with pale green eyes and white paws. He is relatively slender and loosesly built for a
Tom-cat, but it doesn't seem to cause him any trouble when it comes to fights. If anything his slender build makes him hard to keep a hold off.

Personality: Like his sister, Rivewalker tries to take life easy most of the time and have an optimistic view. However, after the loss of his parents and
sister, something in him changed. While not unpleasant to be around, his smiles and laughs can be hard to coax out. Sometimes he just doesn't feel
like talking and will walk away from a conversation to find some peace and quiet. He can be a bit on the tempermental side, especially during stressful
situations. Above all, Riverwalker has become extremely protective of his only surviving kin: Starshine.

Bio: Riverwalker was born to a small litter and two loving parents, who had the good fortune of all kits growing up to become warriors. After their
birth, Softclaw became sickly. Starclan granted them mercy enough for her to at least see their warrior ceremony. He can't forget the pride he saw in her
gaze, regardless of her own plight. Its one reason hes now so determined to keep Starshine safe. As if he might fail her, if he can't. Shortly after that day
Softclaw passed on. Wildfire, his father, did not cope well with the loss and died two moons later during a hunting patrol. He fell, but did not land on his
feet quite right. Despite his better efforts to aid Sunstrike, his sister couldn't handle the loss and picked a fight with a rogue. Needless to say, that rogue
won, and left Riverwalker with only one sibling left. He has become very protective over Starshine now, making it hard for her suitors to really get to
know her, sometimes. While he has no idea she mated with a tom from Thunderclan (let alone its leader) he has begun to suspect something out of
the norm with her. For one, her belly is beginning to protrude and she seems like shes always nervous about something. As much as he'd like to believe
his little bubble of reality couldn't be shattered by her keeping a secret, he fears thats exactly whats going to happen. Apart from this, Riverwalker has
practically burried himself in his warrior duties, leaving him with little room for anything else in his life.

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[iTristopher]

Rogue



Username: iTristopher
Name: Sire
Age: 45 Moons
Gender: Tom

Territory: Currently in Windclan
Kin:
Fawn || Mate || Alive
Echokit || Daughter || Alive


Appearance: Sire is a pitch-black tom, with pale knowing eyes. The evil rolls off of him in droves, and can be sensed in every movement. He has
powerful chords of muscle beneath his silky fur--- fur, which is parted by the scars left from his victims.

Personality: Sire is a wicked tom. He delights in the pain and torment of others, but has sense enough to get things over with quickly. He is not one
to be underestimated: Intelligent, cunning, ruthless. There is little he will not do in pursuit of his ultimate goal. Despite this, the love and protective-ness he
has for his kits, is genuine. He would die for them, but at the same time will not hesitate to kill them, should he be crossed. He is an excellent fighter and
has perfected the art of killing swifty. Given the opportunity, he might relish his victory and indulge in a few whims. Opportunistic and lusty for more power
are two more ways he can be described. There was a time where he may have been considered a nice trustworthy cat, but those days are dead, much
like his emotions.

Bio: Sire was born to a lone female, in the back of a barn. He had several siblings himself, though few made it to adult-hood. Those who did
quickly dispersed once old enough, including Sire. At a ripe young age, the tom ventured forth into the world around his barn. He learned to hunt and
survive.

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[iTristopher]

Warrior of Shadowclan



Username: iTristopher
Name: Songbird
Age: 25 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Apprentice: Open
Kin:

Leafplucker || Mother || Deceased
Mockingclaw || Brother ||


Appearance: A beautiful tri-colored she-cat, with pale green eyes.

Personality: Songbird is a secretive creature by nature. While social and quite content with the state of her life, she shies away from personal
questions. Sometimes they can even drive her away from the conversation and onto some duty or task, she needs to perform. Very few understand why
she is like this, but she is known to be a brave and trustworthy cat, so few care to challenge it. She's always been decent at fighting, but Songbird
shines when she hunts. For some reason she's never been been able to apply her hunting techniques to battle, otherwise she'd be quite the fearsome
creature to behold. Despite being shy, Songbird is social-elite, and is almost always on the positive side of a bad thing. She tries to share this mindset with
others in hardships, and can show a compassion not usual to shadowclan. She is rather hard to make an enemy out of, but avoids cats who are prone
to asking her questions about her past and herself. Her loyalties lie with shadowclan, no one can doubt it.

Bio: As the night gave-way to Morning, a litter was born. Among them was a beautiful little she-cat, noted for her striking coat. The parent was
proud and Shadowclan welcomed its new recruits with open paws. Her brother was named Mockingkit due to the way he tended to only cry when she
did (regardless of being deaf and unable to hear her) But her mother could not think of a name for her. Days passed, and sometime in their second week
Her mother began to notice a curious thing--- When the birds sang, She would lay silent and unmoving, ears twitching awkwardly. When they stopped
she would immediately pick up her head and mewl some. Thus, she earned the name Songkit for her inherent facination with the songbirds in new-leaf.

As they grew, Songkit and her brother spent most of their days playing around the fresh-kill pile, or pestering the elders for stories. Mockingkit was
also the trouble-maker--- or rather, he was always the one who got caught. If she could afford it, Songkit would take the blame for him, and their relation-
ship has grown in a similiar pattern since then. She was sly for such a tender age, and was known to sneak out of the camp from time to time. . never very
far though. During one of these outings, a crow landed just before her and gave her such a fright, she ran screaming back to the camp, never to venture
out again. To this day she dislikes crows and has become something of their slayer. At six moons old, she became an apprentice, and at Twelve moons
old, she became a warrior. It was until her first gathering, that Songbirds secretive personality began to really shine. With all the strange cats around
her and so many voices, she tended to shrink into the background until it was over. By doing that, she caught the eye of a Windclan tom named Firetail
And since then, he has always tried to talk and get close to her. Of course, she won't have it, but she's turned it into something of a game between them.

Unbeknownst to Songbird and Mockingclaw, Firetail is actually their Older brother, from a past and very secret litter of their mothers.

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[iTristopher]

Kittypet



Username: iTristopher
Name: Lady
Age: 18 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Territory: Border of Thunderclan in a Two-leg nest
Kin:
Precious || Mother || Alive
Thor || Father || Alive
Mincy || Sister || Alive
Mako || Brother || Alive
Tarot || Brother || Alive

Appearance: A beautiful White/cream colored she-cat with green-yellow eyes.

Personality: Lady is soft-spoken and naturally gentle. Raised to be proper, shes always had a mild distaste for fighting and getting her coat dirty.
The neighbor Tom, however, is always hopping his fence and wandering off, only to return with a wild look in his eye. From this, a bud of curiousity has
flourished and Lady, in secret, has been nurturing it. While not a stupid cat, she has never needed to really figure things out on her own and is dependant
on humans to provide food and water. While she wouldn't mind changing that, her mother is strict on her activities. Beneath the reserve and lady-like
behavior, is an energetic she-cat with a thirst for adventure and new things. She is a terrible fighter, with little to no experience, but will not shy away from
a challenge, regardless of how much it terrifies her.

Bio: Lady was bred and born in the same house she currently lives in. Most of her siblings were sold off to new owners, but her mother and sister,
Mincy, are still around. Her mother has always been strict on the way she needs to act--- never hurt the humans children, never claw the furniture,
never wander beyond her fence. Despite being somewhat gentle, Lady can't help but rebel and do what her mother tells her not to. Her sister, is even
worse than her. The only hesitation she has, is going beyond the fence. She has seen the wild cats out there, prowling through the undergrowth, hunting
the mice and squirells. They look mean and without a doubt they could kill her. Maybe thats part of the thrill? Regardless, her adventure comes from
the next-door Tom, who runs a muck out in the woods and returns with new stories to tell. He's always trying to convince her to go, but she has always
turned him down. In the end its not a very exciting life, but its a safe one full of free food, water, and attention from the humans. Maybe she'll work up
the courage one day. Who knows. It would be nice to meet some new cats-- maybe even some of those handsome Toms she has seen.

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[iTristopher]

Senior Warrior of Windclan



Username: iTristopher
Name: Firetail
Age: 32 Moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Senior Warrior
Apprentice: Open

Kin:
N/a

Appearance: Handsome Ginger Tom, with matching orange eyes.

Personality: Hes a generous and happy cat, given those around him are not trying to pick a fight. He's go-lucky, humorous, and usually in a good
mood. He enjoys his duties as a warrior and can be considered a huge flirt.

Bio: Firetails mother, was from Shadowclan. When her mate passed away, she was to grief stricken to take care of her Kits and no other queens
were available. In a last ditched effort, she took them to Windclan and begged them to take her kits. When they finally agreed, they were given an
adoptive mother, and their real one vanished like a dream. Firetail grew up as the only survivor of that litter. Some moons later, their mother had another
litter in Shadowclan to a different tom. As an apprentice, Firepaw had trouble keeping up with some of the faster cats--- he was shadowclan made, not
windclan. But, he also excelled in battle, given his impressive strength. As a warrior, his mother came to him and told him of his half-brothers and sisters
and why she did, what she did. Ever since then, he's been trying to get close to songbird and learn more, but his half-sister has been extremely reluctant.

 

[iTristopher]

Kit of Clan



Username: iTristopher
Name: Shadekit
Age: Unborn
Gender: Tom
Kin"
Featherwhisper - Mother - Alive
Spiritkit - Sister - Alive
Creek-kit - Sister - Alive
Appearance: small black tom.
Personality: