Posted by We all still die | Sign ups

*Smew* (#54920)

Dreamboat of Ladies
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 05:52:08




We all still die.



Prologue
Thick, dark clouds covered the stars. Rain pounded on the green grass like a waterfall. Leaves swirled into the air, carried away with the cold wind. In a large hollow stood a lonely bush. Two cats sheltered inside from the storm that raged outside. They crouched close together, pelts brushing. “Do you think they’ll come, Redfeather?” a black, long-limbed tom asked, peering out into the darkness. “I don’t know, Spiderleap.” the reddish-brown she-cat replied. At the same moment, three cats bolted down into the hollow. They rushed into the bush, pushing Redfeather and Spiderleap to the walls. “Why are we meeting here? This place is cramped!” a ginger tom with golden eyes growled. “Peace, Goldengrass,” a large silver-grey tabby mewed as she sat down beside Spiderleap, wrapping her thick tail around her paws. The third cat shook his black and white fur. “Why are we here?” he asked, straightening his whiskers. Redfeather sat up. “You know that very well, Badgerblaze,” she murmured, looking down at his paws. Badgerblaze glared at her, flicking his tail. “These are not our problems. Thunder, River, Wind and Shadow should figure this out. These are their clans,” he mewed, his deep voice rumbling in his throat. “The clans are being wiped out, Badgerblaze. The creators of our clans won’t do anything,” the tabby mewed, her green eyes blazing in the gloom. “Minnowstep is right. The fate of the clans are in our paws. We need to notify the medicine cats,” Spiderleap spoke for the first time. Redfeather, Spiderleap’s mate, nodded. Thunder rolled off in a distance. “The clans are not helpless. They’ve faced bigger threats than these. These are just foxes and rogues,” Goldengrass mewed, flicking his tail angrily. “The foxes have been breeding more than ever. The territories are full of them.” Redfeather mewed. “They are just foxes, it’s easy to drive them out,” Badgerblaze snorted. Spiderleap glared at him. “Do you remember when the badgers attacked Thunderclan? The foxes are in much greater numbers. If the badgers killed two cats, how many do you think the foxes will kill?” Minnowstep growled, her fur bushing up. “They’re not in groups like the badgers,” Goldengrass pointed out. “True, but who knows what they might do?” Spiderleap mewed, still crouching. “The foxes are not the only problem. The rogues are becoming bolder. They’re trespassing far too often, more frequently too. They’re becoming vicious. They are a clan, they are the real threat we should be worried about,” Badgerblaze growled, his fur bushing up so the huge warrior looked even bigger. “But the clans know about both of these threats. Why do we need to talk to the medicine cats or the leaders?” Goldengrass asked, his eyes scanning the cats in front of him. The cats fell silent. “We need to give them advice,” Spiderleap murmured, looking down at the ground. “But you know about the decease, don’t you?” Minnowstep, the former Riverclan medicine cat asked. The cats looked at her. “No,” Badgerblaze mewed. “There is a terrible decease coming up. It will spread through the clans like a fire through a forest. The clans have never experienced it, so the medicine cats won’t have a cure,” Minnowstep mewed, shuddering. “Great Starclan,” Redfeather whispered. “We need to talk to the medicine cats on the next half moon,” Spiderleap decided, sitting up. Badgerblaze and Goldengrass nodded. “I’ll notify Shadowclan,” Goldengrass mewed, lashing his tail. “I’ll talk to the medicine cat of Thunderclan,” Badgerblaze mewed, nodding to no one in particular. “I’ll talk to Windclan,” Spiderleap murmured. “And I’ll talk to Riverclan,” Minnowstep mewed.


Plot
Foxes and rogues are massing up. The foxes are so many that a patrol will most likely find at least one, either inside or outside the territory, in every patrol. Many cats won’t go out unnecessarily in fear of meeting rogues. The patrols always have to have at least 5 cats.
Then there is the decease. It will soon come up in both Shadowclan and Thunderclan. The medicine cats won’t have a cure at first but then we’ll see what happens.


Ω Ω Ω
(~=NCL)

Ω Thunderclan Ω

Ω Leader Ω
Froststar Ω 84 moons Ω Froststar is a huge cat with massive paws. He has a heavy, bulky body and thick, white fur. He has blazing yellow eyes. He's muscular and strong, with a thick, bushy tail and long legs.

Ω Deputy Ω
Rowanflame Ω 39 moons Ω A thinner built tom with orange-brown legs and dark gray-brown marbled tabby markings. He has piercing yellow eyes and a fleshy coral nose. His base coat is a lighter color than his markings, and his claws are a translucent white. Has a seemingly unblemished appearance. He usually wears a harsh scowl on his face.

Ω Medicine cat Ω
Alderheart Ω 52 moons Ω Alderheart is lean and rather small, with olive green eyes and a brown pelt with a ginger hue.

Ω Medicine cat apprentice Ω
Silverhawk Ω 28 moons Ω
Silverhawk is a long, slender, mackerel tabby with a dark, shaded gray coat. Eyes are a hazel color, the brown almost overwriting the green, and has strange speckles in his eyes that occur rarely, most of the speckles are a dark brownish, any other is a dark greenish. The speckles do not entirely overflood the eye, but are scattered around the hue. He also is known to have a white underbelly, mitts, and tail tip. The white also spreading up to the muzzle and between the optics. Right ear is also entirely torn off, also a long, jagged scar along his left eye that has left him slightly blind in the left hue.

Ω Warriors Ω
Mintwhisker~50 moons~Silver tabby she-cat with green eyes.
Spottedfern~19 moons~Tortoiseshell she-cat with yellow eyes.
Petalpoppy-19 moons~Black she-cat with yellow eyes.
Timberheart-98 moons~Large dark brown tom with green eyes.
Badgersong Ω 61 moons Ω A dark gray fur, with black marbling, except for the pale patch of chest and underbelly fur, with emerald green eyes. He has several scars, that had darker fur grow back over them, but are hard to distinguish because of his marbling. One scar, on his right forearm is very visible as it goes from his elbow forward and around down to his paw, which he received in battle. He also has a torn left ear, with some smaller cuts in it, giving it a frayed look slightly.
Ravenheart Ω 25 moons Ω Ravenheart is a small she-cat, just like her mother was. She has tiny, neat paws, a very long tail and a lithe, slender, long body. She has a soft, yet thick fur and pure, clear, wide green eyes. She has short legs, a glossy fur and sturdy muscles.
Hawkstorm Ω 25 moons Ω Hawkstorm is like his father, both personality and appearance. Although, he's more battle thirsty and more aggressive. He's an extremely large tom, out-sizing his father by a few centimeters, with broad shoulders, long body and a thick dark brown tabby and white fur. His icy blue eyes are cold, and his ears are large, allowing him to hear well. He has long, muscular legs, a thick, bushy tail and thorn-sharp, hooked claws. A big, nasty scratch covers his broad muzzle from a fight he picked with some kittypets. He's tall, sturdy and towers above many cats.
Vultureflight Ω 24 moons Ω A tri-color tom with round golden brown eyes. Possible Snowshoe heritage. He is a medium-sized, well-muscled cat with what's considered an 'applehead' shape to his head. His fur is predominantly a pale ashy brown color with white patterns on the face, chest, stomach and paws. He has black points, often interrupted by the white patterning. His left ear is shredded and a ragged scar slashes down his muzzle.
Nightmask Ω 48 moons Ω A mostly white she-cat with a large patch of light brown fur across her back and halfway down the sides, black tail/ears and a black mask across the face. Her eyes are a pale blue color and dark brown hair lines the sides of her face and the insides of her hind legs. Possible Snowshoe ancestry.
Doveblossom Ω 23 moons Ω A white cat with light grey socks, ears, around her eyes, and tail. Her tail with lighter stripes, but a darker shade on top, with black and white spots on it. As has several scars on her face and neck from a recent dog attack, and also has scars on her back and shoulder from the same attack, and a small scar from a battle as an apprentice on her back left leg.
Ravenfeather Ω 23 moons Ω Slender, long limbed witg two tone gray fur with black stripping covering her body. She has scars from the same fight as Doveblossom. She has several scars from it as well, but she doesn't mind.
Strikeheart Ω 70 Moons Ω A Tabby cat, sturdy but lean, with a light brown, orange-tinted pelt, hazel eyes.
Tigerflight Ω 24 moons Ω Classic orange tabby she-cat with a thin coat, white underbelly and bright amber eyes. She has an agile, streamlined body with a long muzzle, large triangular ears and a lengthy tail/legs. Possible Oriental Shorthair ancestry.
Buzzardtail Ω 24 moons Ω Large chocolate snowshoe tom with pale gray aqua eyes, with shredded ears and a scar across his face.


Ω Apprentices Ω
Briarpaw~12 moons~Long-legged black tom with yellow eyes.
Larkpaw~12 moons~Dark brown she-cat with yellow eyes.
Hollypaw~12 moons~Black she-cat with green eyes.
Talonpaw Ω 8 moons Ω A steely grey coat (imagine the Ashen base :P ) with light green eyes, lean but muscular for his age, with average growth. His paws are unnusually big, which makes him abnormally clumsy at young age but a strong fighter as he grows.
Fallenpaw Ω 13 moons Ω Fallenpaw is a sleek midnight-black she-cat with sparkling blue-green eyes. She is quite fluffy, and puffs up her fur when she feels threatened or scared. She also has a short scar through her right eye (she can still see perfectly fine, thanks to the medicine cat) from when she fought a kittypet.

Ω Queens (1/2) Ω
Silverleaf~90 moons~Silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Sapsong Ω 31 moons Ω Sapsong is a Golden/Cream Longhaired tabby with elegant White Stripes. Her fur droops almost to where it's touching the ground - Only slightly shorter. The tip of her tail is in a puffy-Round Shape, instead of a thin Cone-Point. Although her claws are shorter than a average cat's, Her fangs/teeth are quite sharp. They're not extended, But quite sharp.

Ω Kits (3/5) Ω
Snowkit Ω 6 moons Ω Snowkit is a relatively small cat. He has a snowy-white, thick fur and emerald, soft green eyes. Although he may be small now, he will be very big when he gets older. He has abnormally large paws compared to his body size and he has a rather short tail.
Spiderkit Ω 6 moons Ω Dark grey with a medium gray underbelly. Has white toes on his back left paw, and a medium to dark gray sock on his front left foot, with his mother's tabby markings, but his are black. The vision in his left eye is a little blurry and has a rather slender build.
Dewkit Ω 6 moons Ω Dark brown she-kit with amber eyes. She is rather fluffy with white markings.

Ω Elders Ω
Eagleclaw~123 moons~Scrawny, battle-scarred tom with fluffy, torn, tortoiseshell fur and green eyes.
Lilypetal~150 moons~A small grey she-cat with cloudy, blind eyes. (Almost deaf)
Sunsplash Ω 151 moons Ω Cream base with prominent tabby blotches and banded tail- orange spot with red stripe. He's rather full- furred, but not at the face, sort of like a Turkish Van cat. Amber eyes. One of the tabby bits is on his back paw,one on his right front leg, others are mainly on the side and back. There are 7 in total.

Ω Ω Ω


Ω Ω Ω

Ω Shadowclan Ω

Ω Leader Ω
Cloudstar Ω 32 moons Ω A large female with a lot of muscle hidden under a gorgeous two toned gray coat, that is medium length, except her tail is a little puffier. Stunning bright blue eyes, that catches everyone's attention when they see them. She does have very odd spots of white on her tail, which are actually over her scars from an attack from a dog when she was an apprentice. There is a small spot toward the tip, where no hair grew back, but it's disguised by the puffiness of her tail. She also has a scar on the bottom of her right back paw pad, and a small nick on her nose, from play fighting with her brother when they were apprentices.

Ω Deputy Ω
Shadestorm Ω 40 moons Ω A huge, long-furred pale gray tom with a black head, legs and paws along with light yellow eyes. He is especially large and heavily built compared to the average Clan cat due to his heritage. Norwegian Forest Cat ancestry.

Ω Medicine cat Ω
Bluebird Ω 40 moons Ω A lithe, limber tomcat with long legs and a narrow, tapered facial structure. He is undoubtedly (modern) siamese from his sharp features and short, cream-coloured coat with dark chocolate coloured points on his limbs, tail, ears, and a mask of it over his face. He has thin, almond-shaped ice blue eyes.

Ω Medicine cat apprentice Ω
Hazelpaw Ω 11 moons Ω Small snow bengal tabby mix with green hazel eyes

Ω Warriors Ω
Amberberry ~ 70 moons ~ Small tortoiseshell and white she-cat with amber eyes.
Fleetstrike ~ 34 moons ~ White tom with grey splotches and green eyes.
Cloudbreeze ~ 20 moons ~ Large, fluffy grey and white tom with green eyes.
Willowfern-~20 moons~Pale grey tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Shadowrunner Ω 54 moons Ω A sandy medium brown pelt, with dark brown on her ears, face, her legs, and gradient flow to dark brown as you go down her tail. She has eyes as blue as the lake. She does have faint scars on her muzzle, and a long faint scar on her left hip she earned in her first real battle.
Nightthorn Ω 34 moons Ω Nightthorn is a big, fluffy cat with a long tail (think Maine Coon-ish), she has some chestnut fur around her neck, though most of her pelt is black. She also has light green eyes that changes in the light, shifting into light blue when it's light enough. Her long tail helps her balance.
Boulderstrike Ω 36 moons Ω Boulderstrike is a sturdy, pale brown tom with a broad head, darker points and bright golden eyes. Burmese heritage.
Leafstorm Ω 30 moons Ω Brown tabby she-cat with short legs, long body, lean muscles and vivid green eyes.
Whispersong Ω 20 moons Ω A very light grey/white pelt with a soft, darker grey, silver mackerel pattern. Medium length, thick fur. She has light green eyes. She is tall for a she-cat, and whip-thin, but all muscle.
Creamblaze Ω 30 moons Ω Elegant, long-furred mackerel cream tabby tom with dark, copper colored eyes.
Deadstride Ω 26 moons Ω Long legged black Bombay mix cat with large yellow eyes
Smokeyheart Ω 13 moons Ω Smokeyheart is a dark grey tom with medium-length grey fur that provides nothing to his lean and semi-muscular form. Long, fluffy tail and heart-shaped pattern of lighter fur across his chest. Darker and slight spots are scattered across his fur as well as stripes and pale green eyes.

Ω Apprentices Ω
Greypaw ~ 7 moons ~ Grey tom with brown eyes.
Mistypaw ~ 7 moons ~ Brown tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Condorpaw Ω 11 moons Ω A black and brown young tom with the occasional white on his feet. He is missing a toe on his back left paw, and the tip of his left ear is gone. Has gentle gold eyes that make your heart melt. Is a fluffy and large built cat, easy to predict him to be the biggest in the clan.
Bramblepaw Ω 8 moons Ω Fluffy classic brown and black tabby tom with tufted ears, a white muzzle/paws and amber eyes.
Viperpaw Ω 11 moons Ω Pretty dark reddish brown dappled bengal mix with green hazel eyes

Ω Queens (1/2) Ω
Sorrelfur ~ 54 moons ~ A small, silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes.

Ω Kits (3/3) Ω
1 moon until their birth.
Kit 1: Player:
Kit 2: Player: None
Kit 3: Player: None

Ω Elders Ω
Hawkwing~136 moons~Small, dark-brown tom with green eyes.
Flowerstem~100 moons~Grey she-cat with blue eyes.

Ω Ω Ω

Ω Riverclan Ω

Ω Leader Ω
Fennelstar~67 moons~A silver spotted she-cat with blue eyes.
(Played by Smew.)

Ω Deputy Ω
Mouseclaw~54 moons~A huge, long furred, brown and white cat with one amber eye and one blue eye.

Ω Medicine cat Ω
Rainsong~95 moons~A small ginger and white she-cat.

Ω Medicine cat apprentice Ω
Brindledleaf~23 moons~Tabby tom with amber eyes.

Ω Warriors Ω
Swiftfoot~89 moons~Small white tom with long legs and blue eyes.
Gingersplash~45 moons~White tom with ginger splotches and green eyes.
Leafstem~63 moons~A small, silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Maplefeather~20 moons~Large, fluffy tortoiseshell and white she-cat with amber eyes.
Hazelwhisker~20 moons-Grey and white she-cat with yellow eyes.
Badgerstep~45 moons~Black and white tom with a white blaze on his face, green eyes.
Whitesmoke~89 moons~White she-cat with barely visible grey stripes on her back, tail, face and legs.
Skyflight~14 moons~Large white tom with blue eyes.
Mudstripe~14 moons~Brown tabby tom with green eyes.
Specklefoot~24 moons~Tortoiseshell and white she-cat with amber eyes.
Birdeye~98 moons~Small grey and white she-cat with blue eyes.
Nightstorm~98 moons~Large jet-black tom with yellow eyes.
Bramblefang~98 moons~Dark brown tabby tom with green eyes.

Ω Apprentices Ω
Flamepaw~9 moons~Ginger she-cat with amber eyes.
Hollowpaw~9 moons~White tom with black and orange splotches and amber eyes.
Swiftpaw~12 moons~Black and white she-cat with green eyes.
Aspenpaw~12 moons~Cream tom with amber eyes.
Nightpaw~12 moons~Black she-cat with green eyes.
Puddlepaw~7 moons~Light brown tom with yellow eyes.

Ω Queens (1/2) Ω
Blackbrook~34 moons~Black she-cat with yellow eyes, white tail tip, paws, chest and belly.

Ω Kits (0/3) Ω
Toadkit~3 moons~Black and white tom with green eyes.
Sunkit~3 moons~Ginger tabby she-kit with green eyes.
Poppykit~3 moons~Grey she-kit with yellow eyes.

Ω Elders Ω
Beechclaw~159 moons~Battle-scarred, cream tabby tom with blue eyes.
Pinepool~120 moons~Dark grey tabby she-cat with yellow eyes.
Frogleap~70 moons~Muddy brown tom with brown eyes. (Retired early due to failing eyesight.)

Ω Ω Ω

Ω Windclan Ω

Ω Leader Ω
Honeystar~69 moons~Pale ginger she-cat with yellow eyes.

Ω Deputy Ω
Icefeather~50 moons~White she-cat with blue eyes.

Ω Medicine cat Ω
Hailstorm~90 moons~Dark grey and white tom with green eyes.

Ω Medicine cat apprentice Ω
Sunflame-Dark ginger tom with green eyes.

Ω Warriors Ω
Flameflight~29 moons~Large ginger tabby tom with orange eyes.
Sunfur~29 moons~Ginger tabby tom with green eyes.
Fernleaf~67 moons~A small, pale tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes.
Watersplash~20 moons~Large, fluffy, grey tabby she-cat with green eyes.
Applewillow~49 moons~Cream tabby she-cat with yellow eyes.
Longwhisker~47 moons~Dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes.
Slateclaw~50 moons~Dark grey tom with blue eyes.
Tawnyclaw~50 moons~Mottled red and brown she-cat with green eyes.
Meadowmoon~45 moons~Small grey she-cat with green eyes.
Waspstripe~15 moons~Yellow and black she-cat with yellow eyes.
Woollyweb-15 moons~Mottled brown tom with yellow eyes.

Ω Apprentices Ω
Willowpaw~8 moons~Brown tom with green eyes.
Rainpaw~12 moons~White she-cat with blue eyes.
Patchpaw~6 moons~White she-cat with black splotches and yellow eyes.
Squirrelpaw~10 moons~Dark brown she-cat with blue eyes.
Stormpaw~10 moons~Grey tabby she-cat with blue eyes.

Ω Queens (0/2) Ω
Hollyfreckle~49 moons~Black she-cat with a white tip on her nose and green eyes. (Mother of Slateclaw’s kits.)

Ω Kits (0/3) Ω
Crowkit~2 moons~Dark grey she-cat with blue eyes.
Blackkit~2 moons~Black tom with yellow eyes.
Nightkit~2 moons~Black and white tom with green eyes.

Ω Elders Ω
Echostorm~98 moons~Large, black tom with green eyes.
Cloverclaw~128 moons~Brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes.

Ω Ω Ω

Ω Rogues, loners and kittypets. Ω

Svana Ω 18 moons Ω Pretty white gold tabby she cat with blind heterochromatic blue yellow eyes.

∆ Rules ∆

∆ Follow Lioden RP rules.
∆ Please describe your cat in the appearance section with words, not only a picture.
∆ Have your cat’s appearance realistic. (No horns, purple fur, wings, etc.)
∆ You cannot play as your own character’s mate, but you can play it’s family member.
∆ This is a semi literate+intermediate to advanced RP. (Five lines at least.)
∆ All sexualities are allowed. If you’re not okay with it, don’t sign up.
∆ Be respectful to everyone OOC.
∆ Make up some drama in the roleplay! Dogs, foxes, twolegs, battles, cross borders. Make something fun up.
∆ No godmodding, powerplaying, etc. When fighting, your character won’t escape the battle without some scratches. Make this realistic people!
∆ Don’t. Name. Your. Cat. ANGEL/SOUL/DRAGON/or something that the clans don’t know.- Ugh
∆ Do not roleplay someone else’s character.
∆ If you read the rules put your favourite warrior cat in other.
∆ Don’t kill/seriously injure another person’s character without their permission, etc.
∆ No graphic mating/birthing scenes.
∆ No mary sues/gary sues, etc. Everyone has flaws. Make your characters unique!


Ω Ω Ω

Sign up form:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Alignment:
Rank:
Clan:
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Kin:
Mentor/apprentice:
Mate/crush:
Sexual orientation:
Theme song:
Other:


Ω Ω Ω
Season: Newleaf
Weather: It varies a lot. Some days the sun will be shining, but on other days storms will rage.

Announcements:
The gathering will be held in two days time! (After the roleplay has been started.)
Snowkit, Dewkit and Spiderkit are soon to be apprentices and Dewkit needs a mentor.

Ω Ω Ω
Mentors and apprentices.

Thunderclan
Spottedfern-Larkpaw.
Petalpoppy-Hollypaw.

Shadowclan
Cloudbreeze-Greypaw.
Willowfern-Mistypaw.

Riverclan
Hazelwhisker-Flamepaw.
Maplefeather-Hollowpaw.
Specklefoot-Swiftpaw.
Badgerstep-Aspenpaw.
Gingersplash-Nightpaw.
Leafstem-Puddlepaw.

Windclan.
Watersplash-Patchpaw.
Flameflight-Squirrelpaw.
Sunfur-Stormpaw.
Longwhisker-Willowpaw.
Meadowmoon-Rainpaw.

Ω Ω Ω


More information about Riverclan and Windclan! Read this, please!
Thanks. Anyways, you cannot sign up for Riverclan or Windclan. I've created NCLs for the clan which we can all play. (Except the deputies, leaders and medicine cats, I will play them.)
Fennelstar is a very snarky cat that will create something big out of something small. She uses every opportunity to attack another clan and does not give mercy easily. She is very fast, so her fighting is mostly based on agility, speed and outwitting.
Mouseclaw is a lot like his leader. (He's kind of like Blackstar when he was Blackfoot.) He is a huge cat and fights and moves a lot like Tigerstar.
Rainsong is a very kind medicine cat, but unlike any other, she does have the guts to stand up against her leader.
Honeystar is a generally very kind leader, reasonable and lets other speak their minds. She is not likely to launch an attack but will defend what’s hers.
Icefeather is a rather quiet she-cat, with quick, swift moves and is very intelligent and calm yet fierce and ferocious in battle.
Hailstorm was a warrior, so he has the mind and body of one, but Starclan led him onto the path of a medicine cat. He can be a bit harsh and tends to snap at others, but others just have to learn not to take it personally.
Sunflame is a kind cat, laidback and calm. He can be a bit clueless at times but other than that he’s a nice, talkative cat.
Then we can all choose personalities for the rest in the moment of need.

Ω Ω Ω


Ω Ω Ω

NEWS.
Nothing yet.




Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?

Edited on 07/04/16 @ 08:49:14 by *Smew* (#54920)

*Smew* (#54920)

Dreamboat of Ladies
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 05:53:38



dxjwp0.jpg

Name:
Froststar
Age:
84 moons.
Gender:
Tom.
Alignment:
Neutral good.
Rank:
Leader.
Clan:
Thunderclan.
Appearance:
Source.
Froststar is a huge cat with massive paws. He has a heavy, bulky body and thick, white fur. He has blazing yellow eyes. He's muscular and strong, with a thick, bushy tail and long legs.
Personality:
Froststar is a fierce cat that gives little mercy, if any. He has a soft heart for his clan and would, of course, like any other cat, die to save his clan. He rarely shows affection, but he cares deeply around the cats around him. He does lead his cats to battle but only if needed. He's extremely aggressive and as a warrior he used to chase cats out of his territory without question, but now he's become more considerate and thoughtful. In his warrior ceremony, he was honored for his skill in battle and bravery. He's a great strategist and is very clever. Froststar can be rather quiet but takes part in every life in his clan, and likes to visit newborn kits and assess apprentices as well as help them with their duties. He is helpful and courageous, and his bravery is outstanding. He has the ability to keep calm when many and most others would panic.
History:
This is going to be short. He was born into a litter of three, his parents were Leafcloud and Ravenwing. Ravenwing was the deputy of that time and was a brave and a noble warrior. Froststar's littermates were Snowleaf, a pure white tom with shiny blue eyes. On the other hand, their sister, was a jet-black she-cat with blazing green eyes. They named her Crowkit, and her warrior name was Crowflight. Leafcloud was killed in a battle, saving Snowleaf's life and Crowflight lost her life to greencough. A few moons later, Snowleaf was killed by a fox.
In a storm, Frostclaw, Ravenwing and a couple of other warriors were patrolling the borders when a tree fell. Ravenwing sacrificed himself to save his son's life, pushing him out of the way so the tree crushed him to death. And Frostclaw took his father's place as deputy. He was popular among his clan and was a handsome young warrior. He fell in love with a she-cat named Silverhawk. She died having his kits, and in her and his sister's honor, he named them Hawkkit, Ravenkit, Leafkit and Crowkit. Crowkit and Leafkit died soon after their birth, but Ravenkit and Hawkkit grew up to be amazing warriors, Ravenheart and Hawkstorm. A couple of months after his kits were born, his old leader was killed in battle, bravely protecting her clan.
Kin:
Leafcloud-Mother-Dead.
Ravenwing-Father-Dead.
Snowleaf-Brother-Dead.
Crowflight-Sister-Dead.
Silverhawk-Mate-Dead.
Crowkit-Daughter-Dead.
Leafkit-Daughter-Dead.
Ravenheart-Daughter-Alive.
Hawkstorm-Son-Alive.
Mate/crush:
His beloved Silverhawk is waiting for him in Starclan so Froststar is not open for another mate.
Sexual orientation:
Heterosexual.
Theme song:
I lived-One republic.
See you again-Wiz Khalifa ft. Charlie Puth.
Other:

04ba209bea617825c86446d39df634d3.jpg

Name:
Ravenheart.
Age:
25 moons.
Gender:
She-cat.
Alignment:
Chaotic good.
Rank:
Warrior.
Clan:
Thunderclan.
Appearance:
Source.
Ravenheart is a small she-cat, just like her mother was. She has tiny, neat paws, a very long tail and a lithe, slender, long body. She has a soft, yet thick fur and pure, clear, wide green eyes. She has short legs, a glossy fur and sturdy muscles.
Personality:
Ravenheart was a feisty, adventurous and a rebellious apprentice, and very few could actually tell her what to do and what not to. She was rebellious and would close her ears to anyone she didn't want to listen to, and even if someone told her to do something she knew was right, she would do the exact opposite just because she liked to be right. But as she grew, she became more mature and serious. Ravenheart can be stubborn and rude, but she's become more responsible and calm. She's a bit reckless, but on most days, she's very calm and rather reserved. She's determined, bold, fiercely loyal and brave. Although, she can be very rude, and she is basically the queen of sass. She's very mysterious and extremely tough. Ravenheart lets everyone be seen to by the medicine cat before her and would go into a fire to save a kit. She's dedicated, blunt and sharp-tongued. She's dignified yet stubborn. She's fierce, cautious and careful. She chooses her words wisely, but sometimes, words just pop out of her mouth, and sooner or later she'll regret it. She's not the wisest cat around, but she's responsible and very clever. But she's bound to do something reckless. But one thing that her fellow clan members are always very concerned about, is how she loves to swim, and a couple of times she's managed to catch a fish. Ravenheart is relatively quiet, but she is not afraid to speak for herself or for others. She's a rather closed person, and rarely opens up to others. She has the ability to stay calm in situations where most others would panic. She's a dreamer and she dreams that one day she'll run away with someone she loves by her side.
History:
Ravenheart was a feisty, adventurous and a rebellious apprentice, and very few could actually tell her what to do and what not to. She was rebellious and would close her eyes to anyone she didn't want to listen to, and even if someone told her to do something she knew was right, she would do the exact opposite just because she liked to be right. But as she grew, she became more mature and serious. Ravenheart is still troublemaking, yes, but she's become more responsible and calm. She got her mother's body. Small, lithe and lean.
Her mentor was a tom called Skyheart. He was also a better hunter than a fighter. He was pure white with shining blue eyes. He trained her well, but two moons before Ravenheart received her warrior name, Skyheart was ambushed by a rogues while out hunting alone. So Ravenheart got another mentor. A young cat named Silverleaf. She was a beautiful silver tabby she-cat with kind blue eyes. She and Ravenheart got along very well, and were good friends.
Froststar gave Ravenheart the suffix 'heart' in honor of her fallen mentor. She was honored for her determination and energy. A few moons later, Silverleaf drowned in the lake in leaf-bare, falling through the ice when playing with Ravenheart.
Kin:
Mate/crush:
None yet.
Sexual orientation:
Heterosexual.
Theme song:
Hey brother-Avicii.
Renegades-X ambassadors.
Fireflies-Owl city.
Runaway-Galantis.
Wolf in sheep's clothing-Set it off.
Other:


real_hawkfrost_by_emberstarfireclan-d32u

Name:
Hawkstorm
Age:
25 moons.
Gender:
Tom.
Alignment:
Chaotic evil.
Rank:
Warrior.
Clan:
Thunderclan.
Appearance:
Source.
Hawkstorm is like his father, both personality and appearance. Although, he's more battle thirsty and more aggressive. He's an extremely large tom, out-sizing his father by a few centimeters, with broad shoulders, long body and a thick dark brown tabby and white fur. His icy blue eyes are cold, and his ears are large, allowing him to hear well. He has long, muscular legs, a thick, bushy tail and thorn-sharp, hooked claws. A big, nasty scratch covers his broad muzzle from a fight he picked with some kittypets. He's tall, sturdy and towers above many cats.
Personality:
Hawkstorm is a ferocious cat, merciless and cruel. He cares deeply for his clan, and is generally helpful. He's generally calm, but can be quickly angered. He has amazing fighting skills, trained by his father as well as other warriors and his mentor. Although he's a horrible hunter, clumsy and barges through the undergrowth without caution, he would never admit it. Hawkstorm is brutal in battle, and the warrior code is just a kit tale for him, as he breaks it whenever he feels like it. Ravenheart and Froststar keep reminding him that he shouldn't need to kill cats to win a battle, but he never listens. He's rather laid-back but is almost always up to some fun. He's serious, yes, but he wouldn't turn down a chance to do something fun. He's short-tempered, competitive, manipulative, clever and also a great strategist, just like his father. He's pretty mature and can be very difficult. He doesn't have a mate as of right now, but he is open, but not desperate. He likes to flirt, yes, but he's never found a she-cat he'd really want to spend his life with. But if he happens to find someone who he really loves, he'll give everything to protect that cat and keep her save. He's romantic, protective and has a good, but a dark humor. He's not charming at first, but slowly, he becomes more open and kinder, although only to that special cat. Hawkstorm is loyal, brave and caring, but only to those he cares about. He's pretty confident and likes the feeling of when he knows someone fears him. He's caring, helpful and many scatter out of his way, so it’s better to be his ally than a foe. He can be a bit awkward sometimes, but he very rarely shows it. He's quick-witted, brave and bold. He's pretty rude and mean, and his tongue is as sharp as his claws. But Hawkstorm is evil, and will do anything for power.
History:
As a young kit, many feared that he might become an evil, cruel, power-hungry cat when he'd be older. He is battle-hungry, rude, aggressive and mean, but he's a great warrior that cares about his clan, but he would not die for them.
Hawkstorm was trained by a warrior named Stonecreek. A stone-gray warrior with blazing green eyes. A sturdy tom with great battle skills. He trained him hard and well, and many other cats took interest in his training and how his progress processed. He could've been made a warrior before his time, and his father knew, but he wouldn't. Hawkstorm wasn't exactly happy with that but he dealt with it delicately, shrugging the problem off his shoulders like he does to every other problem. Then, he was turned into a warrior. He was honored for his battle skill and strength.
The days and moons after, he noticed a fellow warrior named Flowerstem. She took a particularly much interest in him, and he enjoyed it, dropping hints until he took on a full-on flirting thing. But he never felt a spark inside him, and he knew he didn't love her. One day he told her. He should wait for someone else who may resemble him more, someone as dark as him. She was too kind for his liking, and couldn't take care of herself, which he didn't find very attractive. She always need someone to take care of her, to save her. Yes, he liked to save others, but he would also like a mate that could actually take care of herself, who was independent and fierce, like him. She was angry, of course, very angry. A couple of moons later, she was killed by a badger.
Kin:
Silverhawk-Mother-Dead.
Crowkit-Sister-Dead.
Leafkit-Sister-Dead.
Ravenheart-Sister-Alive.
Froststar-Father-Alive.
Mate/crush:
He's starting to get some feelings for Ravenfeather.
Sexual orientation:
Heterosexual.
Theme song:
Everybody wants to rule the world-Lorde.
Where the lonely ones roam-Digital daggers.
I'm so sorry-Imagine dragons.
Thistle and weeds-Mumford and sons.
Other:

white_cat___green_eyes_by_uzblokuota-d59
WIP
Name:
Snowpaw. (Snowmeadow.)
Age:
6 moons.
Gender:
Tom.
Alignment:
Chaotic good.
Rank:
Apprentice.
Clan:
Thunderclan.
Appearance:
Source.
Snowpaw is a relatively small cat. He has a snowy-white, thick fur and emerald, soft green eyes. Although he may be small now, he will be very big when he gets older. He has abnormally large paws compared to his body size and he has a rather short tail.
Personality:
Snowpaw is rather down-to-earth kind of person, which means he always knows what he's doing. He never does anything wrong, and is not the typical rule breaker. But he is fierce, strong and loyal. He is determined and bold.He is sassy and a bit sarcastic and has an amazing sense of humor. He's thoughtful and compassionate. Snowpaw is pretty shy, as a new apprentice, but will grow into a great warrior when he gets older. As of right now, Snowpaw is a very cowardly apprentice, bullied and harassed as a kit. But sooner or later, he will not be afraid to stand up for himself or what he believes to be right. He will find his courage and bravery one day. He's sympathetic and serious, but he is no fool and doesn't let anyone drag him into something he doesn't want to do. As said before, he's very shy but will become tough and defensive, even aggressive. He'll be sly and disbelievingly courageous, and his charismatic and leadership skills will be known throughout the clans. He can barely talk in front of others, but that will change in time. He doesn't break the rules often, and follows the warrior code. But he does challenge it when he believes the need is great.
History:
Kin:
Silverleaf-Mother-Alive.
Foxtail-Father-Dead.
Mentor/apprentice:
Hawkstorm-Mentor.
Mate/crush:
Sexual orientation:
Heterosexual.
Theme song:
Live like a warrior-Matisyahu.
Other:




Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 01/04/16 @ 18:03:52 by *Smew* (#54920)

Teaminka (#73506)

Remarkable
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 06:04:15
Name:Cloudstar (Cloudnight before made Leader)
Age: 32 moons
Gender:Female
Rank: Leader
Clan: Shadow Clan
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Appearance: A large female with a lot of muscle hidden under a gorgeous two toned gray coat, that is medium length, except her tail is a little puffier. Stunning bright blue eyes, that catches everyone's attention when they see them. She does have very odd spots of white on her tail, which are actually over her scars from an attack from a dog when she was an apprentice. There is a small spot toward the tip, where no hair grew back, but it's disguised by the puffiness of her tail. She also has a scar on the bottom of her right back paw pad, and a small nick on her nose, from play fighting with her brother when they were apprentices.
34217225_fcc48ad92a_z.jpg?zz=1Source
Personality:Is very mature for her age, why she has gone up in rank so quickly. She is very incontrol of herself and her clan, but with the right motivation won't hesitate to pull her claw's and her clan's claws out. She observes the situation, before taking action physical or verbal. Will hold a grudge if it's over something big. She's good at hiding her emotions, and has no problem doing so. A pretty smile can always hold a murderous glare. She can be friendly to members of her clan, but for anyone outside of her clan, she's a ruthless cat, who waits for her moment to strike.
History:
I smiled at my brother as I trotted up to him. I stopped for a moment to rub my nose against my fore paw. It itched slightly still healing from our last tussle. We went over to the prey pile, after the elder's had been fed, and got a squirrel out. Brokenpaw dragged it off to the side, and we sat down to eat.

I laughed as my brother almost tripped over a twig after we snuck out of camp. "Shut up!" He called as he caught up with me. "Make me!" I demanded as we slowed to a walk. "I will!" He declared, before pouncing at me and trying to wrap his paws around my neck. I met his pounce with a paw to the chest, sending him back. "Ha!" I cried as I thought I was triumph. "It's not over yet!" He growled as he got up and launched at me again. This time he clashed into me, sending us both rolling down a large hill. We hadn't been this happy since father passed a moon ago. Mother has been mopey too. I laughed as we came to a stop at the bottom of the hill. I stood and shook my pelt clean, as did my brother. "Ow!" My brother cried, whirling around to violently nip at his back. "What?" I asked walking around him. "Something bit me!" He grumbled as he stopped itching himself for a moment. "Let me look." I suggested, and did so before he could protest. I looked at the patch of fur he had been targeting, and sure enough a red ant wiggled it's way through his black fur. "Have ants in your pelt!" I teased him, before lapping at the spot to slowly pull it from his fur.

After getting the ant dealt with, realizing we had rolled over an ant mound, we checked ourselves over to make sure. We both froze as we heard movement not far off from us, and we both got wide eyed thinking it was our mentors were out looking for us. We held still, and the rustling stopped too. "Maybe they're testi-" Brokenpaw started to whisper, before a bark interrupted us. We didn't have much time to respond, before the dog was on top of us, snapping it's jaws and throwing it's drool around. Brokenpaw and I crashed into each other, before I shoved him toward the way I was going. We ran through the forest, the dog hot on our tails. Brokenpaw and I ran under a bush, knowing the dog would have to go around. My hair got yanked out as I went under, but I didn't have time to respond. "Go toward the hills!" I yelled to Brokenpaw. He followed my command, probably too scared to argue with me. We scrambled under a thorn bush, a few of them scrapping me as I crawled under, Brokenpaw right behind me. I emerged on the other side, and looked back at my brother, who had chose a bad spot to crawl out, and had gotten tangled up. My heart raced, knowing the dog was coming. I could hear it on the other side of the bush, yelping as it tried to get through it. I ran to my brother, and grabbed on to his scruff firmly,and gave a hefty pull, my brother letting out a small cry of pain as a thorn dug into his thigh. I went to fix my hold on his scruff, when the dog broke through the bush a little ways down. I stood in front of my brother, and got ready to fight. I fluffed my fur up and hissed at the dog as I pulled my claws out. The dog charged, seemingly blinded with furry, at me. I ran under him, and scratched at his back legs. He yelped before flipping around, and I dug my paws into his nose as hard as I could, before jumping back. The dog yelled and shook it's head, blood splatters going everywhere. I took a moment o glance at my brother to see he had almost finished wiggling himself free. I jumped back as the dog lunged at me. I landed on my back legs, and thrust myself forward at the dog. I sunk my teeth and claws into it's back, just above it's shoulders. I hung on for dear life as the dog frantically spun around to get me off. My heart stopped when I felt it's teeth graze my fur as it tried to bite at me. My brother broke free, and ran for cover as the dog laid down, and started to roll. I took my chance and leaped off the dog, running in the direction of my brother. I quickly caught up to him, since he did have an injured leg. I thrust my shoulder into my brother to make him go toward the nearest cave, as I heard the dog gain ground on us again. If we could wiggle into gaps in the cave walls we could just hide there tell the dog gave up it's pursuit. My brother went with it, he was a passive cat and would rather give authority to others anyway. "Find a gap!" I called to my brother as we got to the tree line. My brother nodded before going to the left side, and I went to the right side of the cave. The dogs bark echoed in the cave. My eyes darted around the cave wall as I ran, not wanting to give the dog a chance to catch me. I spotted a spot that I could fit into with a little wiggling. I scrambled to it, clawing at the walls and ground of the small gap, frantically trying to get into it. I gave one last strong pull, before the dog sunk it's teeth into my tail and the pad of my back right paw. I gave a yowl as it yanked my harshly from my spot. "Let go of my sister!" Brokenpaw bellowed, as I twisted around to land a sharp claw at the lips of the dog. The dog let me go so it could yelp, and as it did my brother launched himself at the dog's neck. He was really tall for his age, and was able to use his long limbs to get a firm hold on the dog's neck as he sunk his teeth in to the dog, and used his back paws to rack them down the dog's neck and shoulder. I hit the ground with a thud, and got the wind knocked out of me. I shook my head, and stumbled to my feet. The dog almost managed to get it's teeth on my brother. I ran forward, though my lungs protested, and ran under the dog, and slashed at it's stomach. He bucked, and whirled around. I face it, and hissed. The dog went to lunged, but yelped in pain again as my brother scored his claws along it's neck again. I heard an upright calling in the distance and knew there was no way we would make it out of here. The dog we could wait out or wait for some of the clan to come looking for us if they weren't already, but an Upright was a different story. My brother howled with pain as the dog got a hold of one of his back legs, and yanked him off. He then shook his head violently, before letting my brother go mid shake, and sending him crashing into me. We both tumbled back against the cave wall, my brother on top of me. He struggled to his feet, and stood over me as he hissed at the dog. The dog ran at us, mouth wide open. He clamped down on my brother, and some of my tail fur, before shaking my brother again. My brother frantically used his free paws to claw at the dogs mouth. I charged at the dog again, and he used his giant paw to swipe me aside, before dropping my brother in a wet heap. I swore I heard a crack when he hit the ground, but his flank was still heaving. I heard the upright again, and closer. The dog perked his ears for a moment as he froze. I took this chance to rush to his legs, and deliver a hefty bite to the dog's foreleg. He howled, and flicked his leg, tossing my across the cave. I laid dazed on the floor, having hit my head on the ground pretty hard. I staggered to my feet, and shook my head. Before I turned around the dog stepped on my tail, and I realized how stupid I had been. I whirled around as it's mouth grew closer, it's hot breath on my face, when it stopped. It whirled around with a whimper. I saw my brother, with a badly injured back right leg, and a broken front left leg, but he still had managed to law at the back of the dog's leg. I moved away from the dog, getting ready to attack it, when it all came to an end. It happened so fast, but it happened so slowly as I watched. My brother hissed at the dog, and it charged forward, and sunk it's teeth into my brother, cutting his hiss short. He violently shook my brother, who wasn't fighting back. He stopped mid shake as the upright called again; he had called what sounded like a name. The dog dropped my brother, as though he had been a piece of prey he had lost his appetite for. I got a burst of anger in, like I had never felt before as I dashed at the dog. The dog turned, and went to dive down to snatch me up as well. I jumped up at the dog, his bite missing, and sunk my claws into it's face. I slashed at it's eye, and it yelped in pain, before shaking his head tell I lost my grip and dropped off. It took off yelping, and I chased after it. I wanted more. I wanted it to lay on the floor bleeding as me and my brother--MY BROTHER! I slide to a stop and flipped around. He was laying on the ground, and his flank wasn't moving. I trotted back over to him. "Come on Brokenpaw." I nudged him hopefully. Nothing. I noticed the small trail of water that was starting to run into the cave. The water was from the rain that had started to fall while we had fled from the dog, probably helping him wiggle out from the thorn bush earlier. I gingerly pulled him to the side. "Brokenpaw." I whispered, and nudged his cheek. Nothing again. I got frantic, and scared. B-Brokenpaw." I stated again as I nudged his cheek again. Yet again, nothing. I shook my head realizing I had waved my voice. "Brokenpaw. We need to go! We're going to already be in enough trouble! Mother's going to have our pelt i--Mother's going to--Brokenpaw!" I wailed, realizing it was useless, shoving myself face first into his fur. I started to cry as I desperately tried to cuddle into him more.

I looked up as I heard cats approaching. I was covered in my brother's blood, I knew I was. I couldn't bring myself to leave him, so I laid there and told his body how much I loved him, and told stories of when we were kits, and stories other clan members had told us. There was a small patrol of cats there. Our mother and father, our mentors, and the deputy. I gently stepped over my brother, and looked at my mother briefly, before going to my father. The medicine cat is probably furious he's out here with his wound (a gash starting about mid stomach to his hip). "My son!" My mother howled as he trotted over to my brother. "My poor kit!" She yelled as she licked at him furiously. "My poor kit." She repeated, her voice shaking. "Who did this to my poor kit!?" She howled, as she laid and rubbed her head against his flank. "What have they done to my poor kit!?" She mumbled as she continued to run her head against him. She stayed quiet for a few moments, before she looked at me, "You!" She yelled. "You did this! You let him die!" She shrieked at me, before turning herself back to her son's body, and began to lick at him again. "I'll go tell the other's." Brokenpaw's mentor whispered softly, that it was barely audible, to my father. My father nodded, and the warrior was off.

I quietly cried in my spot in the apprentice den. The other apprentice's stayed on the other side of the den. I decided I should at least try to go to sleep. I closed my eyes, and a few tears continued to roll down my cheeks, when I felt a familiar body against mine. I told myself I was dreaming, cause he was gone, but the body rose and fell as though it were a live. I opened my eyes slowly, and as equally slow turned my head to see a white, but still transparent cat, curled up next to me. I noticed the pelt pattern in the time it takes a mouse's whisker to twitch. "Brokenpaw?.." I whispered to the body. It's ear's picked up at the mention of his name.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kin:Mother (Maplepelt(brown and orange spotted cat with green eyes))- deceased
Father (Ashheart (black tom with the ocassional red hue to his fur with green blue eyes))- deceased
Brother (Brokenpaw (Black and brown spotted young tom with gold eyes))- deceased
Mentor/apprentice:
Mate/crush: None (But is open to one!)
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual
Other: Brokenstar, Brambleclaw, Firestar, Feathertail, Stormfur, Graystripe, and Silverstream (I better stop before I list them all, lol)
Theme song: Disturbed- Down with the sickness, Remember, indestructible, old friend
Breaking Benjamin- I will not bow
Trapt- Head Strong
Stats:
Speed: 8/10
Attack: 10/10
Agility: 7.5/10
Defence: 9/10
Strength: 10/10
Hunting: 7.5/10
Intelligence: 10/10
Quick-thinking: 10/10
Significant battle move: What ever helps her win the battle

Name: Shadowrunner
Age: 54 moons
Gender: F
Rank: Warrior
Alignment: Neutral Good
Clan: Shadowclan
Appearance: a sandy medium brown pelt, with dark brown on her ears, face, her legs, and gradient flow to dark brown as you go down her tail. She has eyes as blue as the lake. She does have faint scars on her muzzle, and a long faint scar on her left hip she earned in her first real battle. large.jpg (Minus the white in the picture) Source
Personality: A dedicated and loyal warrior, who usually is a friendly cat to cats in her clan. To other clan cats she is guarded around them. She does get a little ridicule from fellow clan members for her friendliness, that is until she pulls her claws out. She thrives off being close with her clan mates, and being the best warrior she can be.
History: She was born into Shadowclan, in a small litter, but sadly the only other kit was a stillborn. Her father was a member of the tribe cat's, and he mother joined them when Shadowrunner (Shadowpaw at the time) was close to finishing her apprenticeship. She didn't care after a while, though she feels the need to prove herself to her clan constantly. About 9 moons ago she found a young kit just barely within the clan boarder. The kit was presumed to be o a rogue's, but she could not be found. Shadowrunner took the kit in, it was already eating solid food, and raised the tom-kit as her own.
Kin: Mother Duskpelt (Dark brown with a white underbelly) - unknown
Father Cloud in Nightsky (gray tom with dark gray patches and white toes) - unknown
Brother - stillborn
'Son' - Condorpaw (black and brown tom with occasional white on his foot, notably of norweign forest cat decent) - apprentice in (below)
Mentor/apprentice: Rainfire (deceased)
Mate/crush: None, but open to one!
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual
Other: Fireheart/star, Greystripe
Theme Song: Breaking Benjamin- I will not bow
Trapt- Head Strong

Stats:
Speed: 8/10
Attack: 9/10
Agility: 10/10
Defence: 9/10
Strength: 8/10
Hunting: 8/10
Intelligence: 8/10
Quick-thinking: 10/10
Significant battle move: Doesn't have one

Name: Condorpaw
Age: almost 11 moons
Gender: M
Rank: Apprentice
Alignment: Neutral (Chaotic Good when he is older)
Clan: Shadowclan
Appearance: A black and brown young tom with the occasional white on his feet. He is missing a toe on his back left paw, and the tip of his left ear is gone. Has gentle gold eyes that make your heart melt. Is a fluffy and large built cat, easy to predict him to be the biggest in the clan. tortie%20patched%20with%20white%20ay%20NSource
Personality: Is a playful apprentice, and sometimes forgets his size. Just like his 'mom' he likes to be close with his clan mates, but not so much with other clan cats. He is a goof that likes to make his friends laugh, and is quickly picking up from his mom when to pull the claws out and be ruthless.
History: Found by Shadowruner when he was just over 4 weeks old, he doesn't remember his birth mom, so the only mother figure he has had is Shadowrunner. He took quickly to clan life, and loves it, though he doesn't remember living as a rogue, but what he's heard from stories it's terrible, and he never wants that for himself.
Kin: 'Mother' - Shadowrunner (above)
Mentor/apprentice: Shadestorm
Mate/crush: None....yet?...
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual (goes through bi-curious stage)
Other: Ravenpaw, Fireheart/star, Graystripe, Brambleclaw
Theme song: Perfect-Hedley
Breaking benjamin- I will not bow
Trapt- head strong
Who you really are- Unknown artist (Never been able to find the artist, but from Balto 2)

Stats: (he is still learning!)
Speed: 6/10
Attack: 9/10
Agility: 5/10
Defence: 9/10
Strength: 10/10
Hunting: 7/10
Intelligence: 7/10
Quick-thinking: 8/10
Significant battle move: Likes to use his weight since he is still learning, but he may develop one as he continues.

Name: Badgersong
Age: 61 Moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Clan: Shadowclan
Appearance: A dark gray fur, with black marbling, except for the pale patch of chest and underbelly fur, with emerald green eyes. He has several scars, that had darker fur grow back over them, but are hard to distinguish because of his marbling. One scar, on his right forearm is very visible as it goes from his elbow forward and around down to his paw, which he received in battle. He also has a torn left ear, with some smaller cuts in it, giving it a frayed look slightly. _1313757.jpgSource
Personality: Badger fits him well. He's a grumpy and mean cat, and needs no reason to be. He can, when not out helping his clan, he can be scowling from the shadows with his tail flicking, which it never seems to stop flicking. But don't take his hostility wrong, as he will jump to his clans defense without hesitation.
History: His mother came to Thunderclan as a kittypet wanting to become a warrior. She did, but soon after they made the big journey, and met the mountain cats. His mother, Chestnutfang, became mates with a tom in the mountains, Scary Wind, and had him and his siblings. When he discovered what his mother had done, and hearing her stories he ran away and joined Thunderclan as an apprentice. When he was a young warrior he moved to Shadowclan, after having a disagreement with fellow warriors.
Kin: Mother: Chestnutfang (A long haired, slender cat, with light brown fur, and white underbelly and mouth, with green eyes)- Alive
Father: Scary Wind (Black and gray muddled cat with fierce, piercing yellow eyes)- Alive
Brother: Running Shade (Dark gray tom with small black speckles scarcely through his fur, and around his face with green eyes)- Alive
Brother: Boar's Talon (Dark brown tom, with black smudges through his fur, and around his paws with yellow eyes)- Alive
Sister: Hunting Rain (A light grey and white female, with light brown tipped ears, tail, and toes with green eyes)- Alive
Mentor/apprentice: Misthawk (Two toned brown female, with white under belly and yellow eyes) Deceased
Mate/crush: If they can handle his grumpiness.
Sexual orientation: No one knows
Other: Mistyfoot, Brambleclaw, Tigerstar, Hawkfrost
Theme song: Disturbed- Haunted, old friend
Breaking benjamin- I will not bow
Trapt- head strong

Stats:
Speed: 9.5/10
Attack: 9/10
Agility: 8/10
Defence: 9/10
Strength: 8/10
Hunting: 8.5/10
Intelligence: 9/10
Quick-thinking: 9/10
Significant battle move: Uses the shadows to his advantage as much as possible, and likes to take cats feet out from under them



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 26/03/16 @ 21:39:20 by Teaminka (#73506)

Sheba;
Sáracen (#52208)

King of the Jungle
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 06:13:21
Name: Alderheart
Age: 52 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Medicine Cat
Clan: Thunderclan
Appearance: Alderheart is lean and rather small, with olive green eyes and a brown pelt with a ginger hue.
[ IMAGE REMOVED BY MODERATOR ]

Personality: Alderheart is kind, but very strict. She doesn't tolerate much chaos and disorder, but despite her strict and sometimes rigid demeanor and values, she is fiercely loyal and goodhearted. She is patient and rarely ever snaps. She is very wise.

History:
~46 moons ago~
"Where are you?!"
Silence.
Ripplepaw looked around herself at her surroundings, but everything was silent; the silence was almost deafening compared to the chaos and noise of battle just a few seconds earlier. Where had they all gone? "This isn't funny!" she hissed into the silence, but not a sound came in return. Panic was rising in her chest now, and she spun around to see if they were hiding from her. If they were, maybe they wouldn't have time to hide?
But no.
"Come back!" Her commanding voice broke and her tone turned into a plead, distress seeping into it. The sound echoed through the forest, coming back to her in unsettling whispers that reminded her of just how alone she was.
she leaped to her feat, fur bristling. She needed to get out of here, now, with or without them. She was in clan territory, which one, she did not know, but if anyone found her... she shuddered and pushed the thought away, and once again looked around feverishly. Deciding on a direction, she dahsed forward, pushing through branches and bushes, stumbling over roots and scaring birds into the sky. An owl hooted somewhere above her, and she held back a squeal. She pushed her paws to run faster, her chest heaving as she plunged deeper into the woods.
Her claws dug into the ground as something huge loomed above her, and this time, the squeal escaped her mouth.
"I should kill you on the spot for intruding," the voice snarled, and she looked up to see the face of a lean, powerful tom with a face like stone, eyes gleaming with disgust. Ripplepaw backed away terrified, too scared to say anything, but a paw stepped on her tail, effectively freezing her.
"Strikeheart, it's a kit!" another voice snarled, and she looked up to see another shadow stepping forward from the slightly deeper shadows.
"A tresspassing kit," the cat who was named Strikeheart hissed back. His tail was lashing back and forth. "And a rogue, nontheless!"
"She didn't know what she's doing," she replied icily. "Young One, do you know where you are?" the she-cat bent down until her face was level with Ripplepaw's, and she backed away a ittle despite the paw on her tail.
"I-i'm on clan t-terrioty," she squealed, her voice breaking. Strikeheart narrowed his eyes, and she saw the gleam of sheated claws in the moonlight. "It wasn't my fault! They- they just left-" she gasped as he took a step closer.
"Enough! Strikeheart, i am not going to let you murder a kit with cold blood!" The she-cat had stepped in front of Strikeheart, stopping him. He sneered at her.
2And what do you suggest doing? Take her to the two-legs? There's no way we can let her go back to whichever ditch she came from, she'll pass on information about or territory," he looked at her with clear disdain, but she didn't seem to take notice. Instead, she held her chin high, glaring at him with just as much disgust.
"No. We'll take her with us."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~38 moons ago~
Ripplepaw shook with excitement as she stepped forward to stand below the Speaking Rock, and she squinted up at the clan leader. The sun was in her eyes, and she couldn't see the she-cat's face clearly, but when she spoke, it contained none of the discomfort or spite that so many others had when they spoke to her. As she stood there, her mentor walked up beside her.
"Ripplepaw, today you have fullfilled your training as the medicine cat's apprentice. From this day on, you are going to be one of the medicine cats of Thunderclan!" The cats surrounding them cheering, some whole-heartedly, others not so much, but nontheless Ripplepaw felt her chest swell with pride and her whiskers twitched. She had made it! She was about to turn and leave, but her mentor didn't move, and confused, she kept her place. Confused mumbling broke out around them.
"it has come to my attention," the clan leader started, breaking through the mumbling of voices. "that you never got your Clan name, Rippleheart," she said, and Rippleheart tensed. Her past had become something that was not to be spoken about- it caused discomfort to everyone around. But the Clan leader seemed to be waiting for her answer.
"that.. that's right," she stuttered, wnting to smack herself for not speaking clearly like her mentor had told her to do. But the Clan leader took no notice.
"Then i believe it is about time! Rippleheart, I will name you Alderheart, for the wisedom in your head and the shine on your pelt. Make us proud, Alderheart."
"Make us proud, Alderheart!" The cats around her chanted, and her eyes widened. Alderheart... she loved it!
"I will!" She promised, meaning it.


Kin: Unknown
Mentor/apprentice: no apprentice yet
Mate/crush: n/a
Sexual orientation: heterosexual
Other: Bramblestar!

Stats:
Speed:4/10
Attack: 6/10
Agility: 10/10
Defence: 9/10
Strength: 5/10
Hunting: 6/10
Intelligence: 10/10
Quick-thinking: 10/10
Significant battle move: She will out-move the opponent and get behind them, then she will jump on the opponent's back to deliver crushing bites to the opponent's skull and neck.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Name: Talonpaw
Age: 8 Moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: Thunderclan
Appearance:
[ IMAGE REMOVED BY MODERATOR ]
A steely grey coat (imagine the Ashen base :P ) with light green eyes, lean but muscular for his age, with average growth. His paws are unnusually big, which makes him abnormally clumsy at young age but a strong fighter as he grows.
Personality: Talonpaw is a bit of a show-off, and can often be seen prancing around the main camp or showing off some skill he recently learned. He is fiercely loyal, and makes sure to get back at anyone who harms him or his den mates. He is also slightly impulsive, and though he usually thinks things through, this hot-headedness gets him into a lot of trouble. He may however be quick to flee when things get intimidating or he feels overpowered. He is rather curious at times, and can be found sticking his nose into things he should not.
History: Talonpaw grew up with his denmates, protected and safe. He always longed to be an apprentice, however, and sometimes he would sneak out. It gained him a couple scars, though none that were difficult to heal.
Kin: He was born by a clan cat, which was one of the cats killed by rogues during a fight. (Am i allowed to type that? i can change it if it is a problem)
Mentor/apprentice: Undecided
Mate/crush: None
Sexual orientation: will go after females, but doesn't have too many romantic feelings.
Other: Bramblestar!

Stats:
Speed: 7/10
Attack: 8/10
Agility: 6/10
Defence: 6/10
Strength: 10/10
Hunting: 5/10
Intelligence: 7/10
Quick-thinking: 9/10
Significant battle move: He will learn to take use of his strength and strike opponents with fierce claws as soon as he gets the chance.



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 13/03/16 @ 21:31:48 by 🌸 Flareon 🌸 (#17896)

Cervicorn [MAIN] (#33076)

Heavenly
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 06:35:32
May I reserve ShadowClan deputy? I'm not home right now, but will re-add forms when I do.



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 12/03/16 @ 13:36:24 by Potato Lord (#33076)

Sheba;
Sáracen (#52208)

King of the Jungle
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 06:43:23
(hey, just wondering, all those warriors and apprentices,a re they kinda NPCs or people who joined in the previous one? :o )



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?

*Smew* (#54920)

Dreamboat of Ladies
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 06:55:38
NPCs, Sheba :)
But no problem, Potatopaz. (Omg I'm still not used by your 'new' name.)



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?

Rin (#2458)

Heavenly
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 06:59:25
Name: Rowanflame
Age: 39 Moons
Gender: Male
Alignment: True Neutral (I assume you mean in roleplaying terms.)
Rank: Deputy
Clan:
Appearance:
duskember_by_imperialzero_d9re4sg_by_goo
(Image from an adopted character from this thread)
A thinner built tom with orange-brown legs and dark gray-brown marbled tabby markings. He has piercing yellow eyes and a fleshy coral nose. His base coat is a lighter color than his markings, and his claws are a translucent white. Has a seemingly unblemished appearance. He usually wears a harsh scowl on his face.
Personality: A very self-reliant tom with a serious and harsh exterior. Surprisingly, he accepts mercy more than justice, although he will be sure to leave the one who got his mercy with severe scars. He has a very short temper, and is not afraid to be extremely rude to get a point across. He has no moral boundaries, and only thinks for the best of the clan, even if that means manipulating things to their favor. He loves his clan more than himself, and often has more smiles among his clanmates than anywhere else. (Which already isn't often.) He seems to have an ingrained ability to tell the difference between lies and the truth, which he already digs heavily for. (For him, the truth is the most important in any situation.) He's extremely flexible when it comes to decisions though, and, again, has no real set morals. Except for one; the aforementioned mercy. That is not a flexible opinion of his. He also has nightmares of his old friend and first apprentice often, making him quite the insomniac.
History: He was the single kit born to a solid white father, named Snowstorm, and a red tabby queen, named Gingerclaw. He was never too close to his parents; not out of them ignoring him, but out of him just not really having any compassion for his kin. Instead, he took solace in a tight friendship with a denmate of his; a she-cat called Bugkit. She was a small solid cinnamon cat with no tail, and she was incredibly similar to Rowankit. The two would continue to be tight throughout apprenticeship and into their warrior years.

Speaking of apprenticeship, Rowanpaw was trained under one of the older warriors in Thunderclan, which helped to influence his flexible morals. The two would often get into intelligent debates over the state of their clan and over simple differences. It nourished his mind, and he would come to enjoy these deep into his warrior years. The training was vicious for the tom, and it often left Rowanpaw sore the next day. That did not deter the tabby though, and he persisted in their battle training. However, because of the high focus on fighting and debating, he lacked skills in hunting. Not that it bothered him too much; determination generally led to success. Rowanpaw would also stick with Bugpaw during training, and eventually the two got their warrior names; Buglegs and Rowanflame.

Rowanflame's first apprentice was a younger sibling to Buglegs, ironically. He was a little white and gray tabby named Mistpaw. The two old friends would often train Mistpaw together, teaching him in the best way they can. It turned out to be for the best, since the young cat soon evolved into a strong tom. Rowanflame couldn't be prouder of a cat he considered to be of his own kin, and would praise his apprentice for doing anything correctly. It was wonderful, really, having what felt like his own, small, family. Of course, things went sour during a particularly devastating encounter with a group of rouges. Sparing the details, the rouges ended up bolting after their leader was taken down, but it left Rowanflame as the only survivor. despite never showing it, it traumatized him, and he never quite recovered from the encounter.

It was a few moons ago that he was named deputy, having been given the title after the old one retired.
Kin:
- Snowstorm (Deceased, Old Age); Father
- Gingerclaw (Deceased, Old Age); Mother
- Buglegs (Deceased, Rouge Attack); Sibling in Heart
- Mistpaw (Deceased, Rouge Attack); Sibling in Heart
Mentor/apprentice: n/a (open!)
Mate/crush: n/a
Sexual orientation: Bicurious (Currently Homosexual)
Theme song: Modern Girls & Old Fashioned Men
Other Hollyleaf


Stats:
Speed: 3/10
Attack: 6/10
Agility: 5/10
Defense: 4/10
Strength: 5/10
Hunting: 4/10
Intelligence: 9/10
Quick-thinking: 6/10
Significant battle move: Choking the opponent until they faint.



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 31/03/16 @ 21:15:52 by Rin (#2458)

Cervicorn [MAIN] (#33076)

Heavenly
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 08:42:24
Thanks! Haha, yeah. It may take some getting used to. :P

I'm also going to apologize because my bios might not be up until either tomorrow night or sometime Monday at the latest. I'm just really run down this weekend and I wanted to re-do them to be a little more detailed/better organized than before.

I hope that won't be too much of a hold up. I plan on returning with Shadestorm (ShadowClan deputy), Boulderstrike (ShadowClan warrior), Vultureflight (ThunderClan warrior) and a new character, Nightmask (also a ThunderClan warrior and Vultureflight's mother). If it's not too much to ask, I'm also kinda hoping Vultureflight can still be Talonpaw's mentor. I really liked those two. :')



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 12/03/16 @ 15:43:35 by Potato Lord (#33076)

Amber (#84237)

Notable Lion
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 08:45:16
Name: Nightthorn
Age: 34 moons
Gender: Female
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Shadowclan
Appearance: [ IMAGE REMOVED BY MODERATOR ]
Nightthorn is a big, fluffy cat with a long tail (think Maine Coon-ish), she has some chestnut fur around her neck, though most of her pelt is black. She also has light green eyes that changes in the light, shifting into light blue when it's light enough. Her long tail helps her balance.
Personality: Nightthorn is a very sarcastic cat, she always tries to snark everyone, but only being truly rude to cats she hates, she is sweet and gentle till you make her angry, then she holds a grudge for a LONG time. She also tries to play her emotions off like a joke. She seems irresponsible and blunt, but she becomes sophisticated once you get to know her. However, she has a hard time talking to people, always doubting herself though you certainly wouldn't know that from how she acts. She is rather persuasive if she wants to be. She's always trying to hide her real self, and one of her biggest mantras are: 'don't get attached' because she's scared when she lets down her walls, the cats she trusts most will hurt her. She also thinks really strategically, so she'll throw her life away easily because 'I'm only a warrior, I can be replaced.' that's the reason she fights with recklessly, not caring if she gets hurt or dies.
History: Nightthorn grew up healthy, but she was mocked for not being social, and that's when she first developed her wall, sealing her real emotions away. She still has them as an adult.
Kin: Mother (deceased- old age)
Father (deceased- old age)
Mentor/apprentice: No apprentice for now.
Mate/crush: None
Sexual orientation: Pansexual
Theme song: Memories by Panic! at the Disco (or Hurricane by Panic!)
Other: Jayfeather
Stats:
Speed: 6/10
Attack: 8/10
Agility: 7/10
Defense: 2/10
Strength: 8/10
Hunting: 8/10
Intelligence: 9/10
Quick-thinking: 8/10
Significant battle move: Pouncing onto her opponent and using her sheer weight to get them down, after that, she'll tear away at you, uncaring about the fact that she's getting hurt.



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 13/03/16 @ 21:29:14 by 🌸 Flareon 🌸 (#17896)

ɴᴏʀᴛʜᴇʀɴ (#74490)


View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 11:50:44
Will be editing this later when I reach a computer. I'm keeping my original cast. A warrior in ThunderClan (Wolftalon), one in ShadowClan (Leafstorm) and ShadowClan Medicine Cat (Bluebird).



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?

☆ Patha [HIATUS] (#80245)

Deathlord of the Jungle
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 12:47:04
Name: Genesis | Fallenpaw | Fallenshadow

Age: 13 moons

Gender: She-cat

Alignment: No one really knows... (Netural)

Rank: Apprentice

Clan: ThunderClan

Appearance:
[ IMAGE REMOVED BY MODERATOR ]
Fallenpaw is a sleek midnight-black she-cat with sparkling blue-green eyes. She is quite fluffy, and puffs up her fur when she feels threatened or scared. She also has a short scar through her right eye (she can still see perfectly fine, thanks to the medicine cat) from when she fought a kittypet.

Personality:
Fallenpaw is a romantic and mysterious cat. To some cats she will be a sweet and kind cat, but to others (especially toms) she will be a living hell. She would gladly die for a single cat she is fond of, be it the tiniest kit or the oldest elder. Fallenpaw also loves kits, and hopes to find the perfect tom one day so she can have kits of her own.

History:
Fallenpaw was born to a rouge mother and a kittypet father. When her father, Randy, found out her mother, Coral, was pregnant, he walked out and was never seen again. Then poor sweet Coral was left to feed and protect her five kits. Yay. For a long time, the family of six lived in secret, hiding from other animals to avoid being killed. Their home was a hollowed out log, and the kits stayed there without going outside due to their mother's strict instructions before she went out hunting in the cool leaf-fall breeze. Then leaf-bare hit. Fallenpaw's youngest littermate, Honey, died from starvation and cold. Another littermate, Storm, died of greencough after Coral cought it. The rest of the kits had to live in a different log to avoid getting sick as well. Fallenpaw, being the oldest (by about five seconds), took lead and hunted for both her mother and her two remaining littermates, Frost and Tabby. This grew her responsibility and confidence until Tabby decided to go live with Twolegs. Then Frost just disappeared, leaving Fallenpaw alone with Coral. Soon Fallenpaw was ready to go on her own, leaving Coral behind with her new litter of kits (Randy again... :/ ). Fallenpaw continued to wander until she stumbled across ThunderClan territory...

Kin:
Randy | Father | Alive
Coral | Mother | Alive
Honey | Sister | Dead
Storm | Brother | Dead
Frost | Brother | Alive
Tabby | Sister | Alive

Mentor/apprentice:
Assign me a mentor please :)

Mate/crush:
Unknown

Sexual orientation:
Straight

Theme song:
Blank Space - Taylor Swift
I Knew You Were Trouble - Taylor Swift
Angels Take Us Demons Save Us - The Relapse Symphony

Other:
Fallenpaw's name was Genesis before she joined ThunderClan
RAVENPAWWWWWWWWWWWW <3

Stats:
Speed: 9/10
Attack: 6/10
Agility: 8.5/10
Defence: 9.5/10
Strength: 7.5/10
Hunting: 10/10
Intelligence: 9/10
Quick-thinking: 8/10
Significant battle move: Darting between the paws of a large opponent and raking her claws on their belly



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 13/03/16 @ 21:28:59 by 🌸 Flareon 🌸 (#17896)

Cervicorn [MAIN] (#33076)

Heavenly
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 14:09:16

Got around to these tonight after all. :D

Name:
Shadestorm.

Age:
40 Moons (3 Years, 4 Months).

Gender:
Male.

Alignment:
Neutral Good.

Rank:
Deputy.

Clan:
ShadowClan.

Appearance:
Image | Source

A huge, long-furred pale gray tom with a black head, legs and paws along with light yellow eyes. He is especially large and heavily built compared to the average Clan cat due to his heritage. Norwegian Forest Cat ancestry.

Personality:
Shadestorm is a down-to-earth cat with a usually laid-back personality. He tends to procrastinate until the last minute, but appears to do well enough as the Clan deputy regardless, though some might not like how he tends to laze around in his spare time rather than do anything productive. On the downside he's also rather well known for being blunt and isn't afraid to speak his mind even if it might hurt someone's feelings. If you're irritating him enough he certainly won't hesitate to let you know for example. This isn't to say Shadestorm lacks compassion however. He's generally a rather warm fellow with well intentions, a cat many can feel safe confiding in. Compared to Cloudstar he is also much softer in demeanor, often more friendly towards the other Clans and willing to let small mistakes slide in his own.

History:
Average Clan backstory. I'm the most creative character creator in the world.

Kin:
Graypelt [Mother][Deceased].
Nightheart [Father][Deceased]
Jaypaw [Younger Sister][Deceased].

Apprentice:
Condorpaw.

Crush:
I wouldn't call it a crush quite yet, but he finds Shadowrunner rather lovely. {Let me know if this doesn't sit well with you Team.}

Sexual Orientation:
Pansexual - Panromantic.

Theme Song:
Safe and Sound - Capital Cities.

Other:
Hollyleaf.

---------------------------------------------

Name:
Boulderstrike.

Age:
36 Moons (3 Years).

Gender:
Male.

Alignment:
Lawful Good.

Rank:
Warrior.

Clan:
ShadowClan.

Appearance:
Image | Source

Boulderstrike is a sturdy, pale brown tom with a broad head, darker points and bright golden eyes. Burmese heritage.

Personality:
While sometimes rather sharp of tongue Boulderstrike appears to be a fairly patient tom. Even when he's insulting some cat or disagreeing with an argument he generally speaks in a calm manner, never raising his voice. Someday he may actually make a good mentor if given the chance. Despite his somewhat standoffish, gruff personality he's got a heart of gold beneath all the grump. Some of his more brazen traits have been beaten out of him by other rouges when he still lived among them as they weren't thrilled with his attitude, but Boulderstrike's spirit is far from broken. He's learned the value of keeping his less than polite thoughts and opinions to himself though. He has a strong sense of justice and honor and can at times be blinded by his own values.

History:
Boulderstrike was originally part of the rogue group invading the forest. While he lived and fought with them for a good while he came to find he agreed with them less and less over time. Eventually curiosity got the best of him and he wandered into ShadowClan territory. When confronted he claimed he wanted to join. Though initially skeptical the Clan needed more warriors and they reluctantly allowed him to join them. He has only recently earned a full warrior name and proper place in the Clan, but still has a lot of trust to earn.

Kin:
Brownie [Mother][Status Unknown].
Jack [Father][Status Unknown].
Felecia [Litter Sister][Kittypet]

Apprentice:
None.

Crush:
Leafstorm, eventually.

Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual - Heteroromantic.

Theme Song:
On My Own - Ashes Remain.

Other:
Ivypool.

---------------------------------------------

Name:
Vultureflight.

Age:
24 Moons (2 Years).

Gender:
Male.

Alignment:
Chaotic Good on the verge of Chaotic Evil.

Rank:
Warrior.

Clan:
ThunderClan.

Appearance:
Couldn't find the original source for the picture I used so ya'll will just have to use your imaginations.

A tri-color tom with round golden brown eyes. Possible Snowshoe heritage. He is a medium-sized, well-muscled cat with what's considered an 'applehead' shape to his head. His fur is predominantly a pale ashy brown color with white patterns on the face, chest, stomach and paws. He has black points, often interrupted by the white patterning. His left ear is shredded and a ragged scar slashes down his muzzle.

Personality:
Vultureflight is an enthusiastic young tom to say the least. He has a habit of being a huge flirt and goofing around when he should be on duty, but when push comes to shove this is a cat who will go above and beyond to prove his worth and do his fair share of work. He is easily offended and often reverts to aggressive tendencies when angered enough. He needs to be reminded constantly that killing or tormenting enemies and seeking revenge on cats who have wronged him should not be his first course of action as Vultureflight appears to have quite the nasty streak with cats outside the Clan. Regardless of these flaws he does care for his Clanmates and is, perhaps at times, almost blindly loyal to Froststar as he is a fellow who can often be swayed by clever words. Fiercely protective and loyal to those he comes to love, his intentions are usually good even if his actions say otherwise. He appears to enjoy running just for the sake of running, claiming it's good exercise.

History:
A fairly average Clan history. His brother Buzzardtail was attacked by a large bird of prey during kithood that left the young tom with a bobbed tail. Vultureflight has proven aggressively over protective ever since.

Kin:
Nightmask [Mother].
Longwhisker [Father][NPC][This is not common knowledge. He is a WindClan cat after all].
Buzzardtail [Usa-san].

Apprentice:
Talonpaw.

Crush:
None yet.

Sexual Orientation:
Bisexual - Biromantic.

Theme Song:
Follow You - Bring Me The Horizon.

Other:
Firestar.

---------------------------------------------

Name:
Nightmask.

Age:
48 Moons (4 Years).

Gender:
Female.

Alignment:
True Neutral.

Rank:
Warrior.

Clan:
ThunderClan.

Appearance:
Image | Source

A mostly white she-cat with a large patch of light brown fur across her back and halfway down the sides, black tail/ears and a black mask across the face. Her eyes are a pale blue color and dark brown hair lines the sides of her face and the insides of her hind legs. Possible Snowshoe ancestry.

Personality:
Calm and level-headed, Nightmask is the sort of cat that can easily be overlooked as she has no problem being an average warrior or blending in with the crowd. She is somewhat firm in demeanor, taking her duties seriously and urging her goofball son to do the same. This isn't to say Nightmask doesn't know how to have fun however. Catch her in the right mood and she might even agree to taking part in something a bit mischievous so long as it doesn't break the warrior code and isn't mean-spirited. Nightmask is a bit of an awkward parent, having found the adjustment from a normal warrior to a queen rather difficult. Motherhood was not something that came easily to her, but she loves both of her sons dearly and would never regret having them.

History:
Nightmask had an average Clan cat backstory for the most part. She was born the single kit of two encouraging, loving parents. Both passed away from old age by the time she became a warrior. Her pregnancy was a bit of a surprise for ThunderClan as Nightmask was that she-cat no one expected to ever have kits. She never revealed who her offspring's father was and it's suspected he may have been from WindClan, especially considering Vulutreflight's love of running. She has neither confirmed nor denied these accusations.

Kin:
Mossheart [Mother][Deceased].
Crowfur [Father][Deceased].
Vultureflight [Son].
Buzzardtail [Son][Usa-san].

Apprentice:
None.

Crush:
None yet.

Nightmask had a short-lived relationship with Longwhisker from WindClan. They ended things after she became pregnant and he agreed to let her raise the kits in her own Clan as he wasn't interested in ever being a father to them.

Sexual Orientation:
Demisexual - Biromantic.

Theme Song:
Blinding - Florence and the Machine.

Other:
Gray Wing.

Edited to include original sources for photo references.




Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 09/04/16 @ 23:19:34 by Saber (#33076)

Teaminka (#73506)

Remarkable
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 14:27:49
Name: Doveblossom
Age: 23 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Alignment: Neutral Good
Clan: Thunderclan
Appearance: A white cat with light grey socks, ears, around her eyes, and tail. Her tail with lighter stripes, but a darker shade on top, with black and white spots on it. As has several scars on her face and neck from a recent dog attack, and also has scars on her back and shoulder from the same attack, and a small scar from a battle as an apprentice on her back left leg.
Personality: She's a very friendly and playful cat, who likes to makes friends, but she knows when to jump into defense. She just likes to be quirky and goofy with her friends, and will talk with any cat near. She won't admit it, but she is subconscious of her scars. Moderator removed image due to lack of source.
History: Born and raised in Thunderclan to a white with black speckles cat, and a grey brindle tom. She grew up in the clan protected, and with out knowing the harshness in the world. Soon after her and Ravenfeather sat vigil they went out hunting, and ran into a dog. Doveblossom got the worst of it, as she had been picked up by the dog, and shook, leaving scars on the back of her neck, and later had her by her back in it's mouth again, and left scars there as well. Ravenfeather came to her aid, luckily, or she would've been gone.
Kin: Mother: Cloudfeather (White with scarce black speckling with blue eyes)- Deceased-Old age
Father: Shadetalon (Multi color grey brindle tom with blue eyes)
Brother: Mothkit- (Dark gray brindle with black speckles and blue eyes)- Deceased-ate deathberry
Brother: Boulderpaw- (Dark gray with black and white speckles and blue eyes)- Deceased-drowned
Mentor/apprentice: Oaktalon (Medium brown with dark brown stripping and golden eyes)
Mate/crush: None (cause the subconscious with the scars)
Sexual orientation: Bi-curious
Other: Ravenpaw, Greystripe
Themesong: Don't let me get me- Pink
Some Nights- Fun

Stats:
Speed: 9/10
Attack: 9/10
Agility: 8.5/10
Defence: 8.5/10
Strength: 8/10
Hunting: 8/10
Intelligence: 8/10
Quick-thinking: 8.5/10
Significant battle move: She doesn't have one

Name: Ravenfeather
Age: 23 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Clan: Thunderclan
Appearance: Slender, long limbed witg two tone gray fur with black stripping covering her body. She has scars from the same fight as Doveblossom. She has several scars from it as well, but she doesn't mind.
Personality: She can feed off of Doveblossom, and be wacky and fun, but as her own self she is a brave, courageous cat (How many would willing fight the dog that's killing their best friend?), with a lot of nerve, and she is very resourceful not wanting to let the use of something or someone go un-ensued, she is very cunning, usually what got her out of trouble was being able to manipulate words and misconceive others for her own personal gain. as she is very ambitious and persevering. She has a moderate tolerance for others, but has a sharp tongue, an many will feel the sting. When in battle she will do almost anything to get the win. And she takes pride in her scares, unlike Doveblossom. 12821533_1262407230464235_68003712817048
History: She was also born into Thunderclan, the same day as Doveblossom even. She was in a small litter of her and her brother, and she lived the protected life similar to Doveblossom.
Kin: Mother: Brindleheart (Black and brown speckled cat with green eyes)- Deceased- old age
Father: Feathertail (Black tabby cat with blue eyes)- Deceased- dog
Brother: Snailpaw (Dark brown with black speckles and blue eyes)- Deceased -drowned with Boulderpaw
Mentor/apprentice: Talonheart (Pure brown tom with green eyes)- deceased
Mate/crush: She finds Hawkstorm pretty alluring.
Sexual orientation: Bicurious
Other: Greystripe, Sandstorm, Firestar, Tigerstar
Theme Song: We are Young -Fun
Stand up - All That Remains

Stats:
Speed: 9.5/10
Attack: 9/10
Agility: 8.5/10
Defence: 8.5/10
Strength: 8/10
Hunting: 9/10
Intelligence: 8/10
Quick-thinking: 8/10
Significant battle move: She uses her long limbs to her advantage



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 28/06/16 @ 21:44:50 by Katze (#20064)

Teaminka (#73506)

Remarkable
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 14:37:56
(Yeah that's fine Potato Lord! :) I have to laugh cause you put Safe and Sound as Shadestorm's theme song, and I wanted to put Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift under Shadowrunner XD)



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?


Edited on 12/03/16 @ 22:07:25 by Teaminka (#73506)

Sheba;
Sáracen (#52208)

King of the Jungle
View Forum Posts


Posted on
2016-03-12 18:53:13
Yaaaay Talonpaw has his mentor back! \^o^/



Hrt Icon 0 players like this post! Like?







Memory Used: 748.85 KB - Queries: 2 - Query Time: 0.00061 - Total Time: 0.00612s