Name |
Smokeyfire

Gender |
Male

Age |
32 moons

Desired Rank |
Medicine Cat

Desired Clan |
Windclan

Appearance |
Smokeyfire is a large cat, with short-furred dark black limbs and head, accented with a fluffier smokey-grey body and neck. The fur around his neck is a lighter grey that runs along his back and sides, his belly and closer to his legs and under his tail being a darker grey, giving the appearance of rising smoke. His eyes are bright yellow, similar to an ember upon a cloud of smoke.
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Personality |
He is a fairly kind cat, and legitimately doesn't want to do any harm to anyone. He's soft inside and outside, and just hates to see others in pain without being able to do anything, so he tries his hardest to cure everyone's ails. Smokeyfire is a very determined cat, though he tends to get off topic quite a lot and forget what he's supposed to be doing because some flower or a bird distracts him. He finds nature and everything around him absolutely beautiful, so it's no wonder he gets distracted easily. Though he does get off track a lot, he has an impeccable memory and will be that 'one guy' that remembers exactly what you said two greenleaf's ago under a half moon. Smokeyfire also can't tell a lie, and the signs that he is lying is that he gets extremely nervous, stumbles over his words, and makes zero eye contact. He finds that lying leaves a bad taste in his mouth and absolutely hates it.

Background |
There's really nothing special about him other than the fact that he has a half-sister, Petaltear, who's blind in one eye, so he had to be the one that was constantly checking on her and had to be the one, along with the previous medicine cat, to determine if she could make it through life without being an elder at such a young age. His mother passed away a few moons ago, and his father died when he was young by a fox.

Strengths |
Excellent memory, hardworking, passionate about his duty, and determined

Weaknesses |
Gets distracted easily, isn't athletic, has bad paw-eye coordination, and can't lie

Family |
Flowerheart ; Mother ; Deceased
Sinkingclaw ; Father ; Deceased
Petaltear ; Half-Sister ; Alive

Mate/Crush |
None

Other |
Cats rule

Name |
Petaltear

Gender |
Female

Age |
18 moons

Desired Rank |
Warrior

Desired Clan |
Windclan

Appearance |
Petaltear is a long-furred she-cat with brown and black tabby markings. She has a white chest and some white under her muzzle. While she may have a large amount of fur, she is actually pretty small and uses her fur to her advantage so she seems larger than she actually is. Her eyes are a pale green, and she's blind in her left eye.
Appearance
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Personality |
This she-cat might be visually impaired, but she certainly doesn't seem like it. When she was younger she was very shy and didn't like to talk much, but as she got older she gained confidence in herself and began taking risks, even if they most likely would result in her getting some sort of injury. She can be loud and obnoxious, as she is most of the time, and she finds it hard to keep her mouth shut. She is a brave cat, and always wants to prove herself worthy of being a warrior, but she is also a bit foolish, wanting to do things that are very unrealistic. Petaltear is pretty naive, and can be easily tricked, though it's not great if she finds out that she's been tricked, because she'll betray you in the worst way possible.

Background |
When she was born, her mother was fairly sick and could barely support the two kits that she had given birth to. It didn't help that it was the middle of leaf-bare, and after a few days, her blood sibling was too weak to go on and ended up dying. Her half-brother took care of her as a medicine cat apprentice, and they soon found out that she was blind in her left eye. Everyone thought that she would end up dying almost right away like her sibling, she ended up surviving. It was hard for her to do most things other cats could do at her age, which made her almost ashamed of herself. It wasn't until Smokeyfire helped her did she realize that she could do a lot more than she thought she could, since she could smell things on her left side that she couldn't see, and her ears were a lot more sensitive than others. Petaltear began to break out of her shell and became more outgoing and personable, becoming more and more confident. The day before she was made an apprentice at 13 moons old, her mother was found dead, killed by a rogue that was eventually found and chased off. She spent the next day mourning, since the ceremony had been put off one day, and then became Petaltear, a last minute decision by her leader, to honor the tears that had been shed.

Strengths |
Stronger senses(other than sight), brave, strong,

Weaknesses |
Half blind, naive, reckless

Family |
Flowerheart ; Mother ; Deceased
Unknown ; Father ; Unknown
Fightingkit; Brother; Deceased
Smokeyfire ; Half-Brother ; Alive

Mate/Crush |
None, but open

Other |
I think I'm gonna be making an apprentice, but it won't be until there are more warriors in other clans. Also, I hope it's okay that she's half-blind !

Name* |
Froststar.
(Formerly Frostclaw.)

Gender* |
Tom.

Age* |
84 moons.
(7 years old.)

Desired Rank* |
Leader.

Desired 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.

Background |
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 Blackfeather. She died having his kits, and in her and his sister's honor, he named them Featherkit, Ravenkit, Leafkit and Crowkit. Crowkit and Leafkit died soon after their birth, but Ravenkit and Featherkit grew up to be amazing warriors, Ravenheart and Featherdawn. A couple of months after his kits were born, his old leader was killed in battle, bravely protecting her clan.

Strengths* |
Fighting skills.
Bravery.
Helpfulness.
Strength.

Weaknesses* |
Not wanting to listen to reason. (Sometimes.)
Merciless.
Aggressiveness.
As he's very big, agility and speed is not his best side.
His ferocity and cold eyes often scare cats when he didn't attend to.

Family |
Leafcloud-Mother-Dead.
Ravenwing-Father-Dead.
Snowleaf-Brother-Dead.
Crowflight-Sister-Dead.
Blackfeather-Mate-Dead.
Crowkit-Daughter-Dead.
Leafkit-Daughter-Dead.
Ravenheart-Daughter-Alive.
Featherdawn-Son-Alive.

Mate/Crush |
His beloved Blackfeather is waiting for him in Starclan so Froststar is not open for another mate.

Other |
Cats Rule.




Name* |
Featherdawn.

Gender* |
Tom.

Age* |
25 moons.

Desired Rank* |
Warrior.

Desired Clan* |
Thunderclan.

Appearance* |
Source.
Featherdawn 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 Shadowclan. He's tall, sturdy and towers above many cats.

Personality* |
Featherdawn is a ferocious cat, merciless and cruel. He's not all evil though, only to outsiders. 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. Featherdawn is brutal in battle, and is a warrior code challenger and sometimes breaks it, especially in battles. 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 a bit difficult from time to time. 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. Featherdawn is loyal, brave and caring. He's pretty confident and likes the feeling of when he knows someone fears him. He's caring, helpful and a great friend. 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.

Background |
As a young kit, many feared that he might become an evil, cruel, power-hungry cat when he'd be older. But that turned out to be false. Yes, he is battle-hungry, rude, aggressive and mean, but he's a great warrior that cares about his clan. He'd die for them any day.
Featherdawn 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. Featherdawn 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. 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.

Strengths* |
Battle skills.
Powerful.
Bravery.
Strategy.

Weaknesses* |
A horrible hunter.
Slow.
Blinded to when he hurts other cats.
Warrior code breaker.

Family |
Blackfeather-Mother-Dead.
Crowkit-Sister-Dead.
Leafkit-Sister-Dead.
Ravenheart-Sister-Alive.
Froststar-Father-Alive.

Mate/Crush |
None yet.

Other |




Name* |
Ravenheart.

Gender* |
She-cat.

Age* |
25 moons.

Desired Rank* |
Warrior.

Desired 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 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. If someone woke up with beetles in their fur, Ravenheart would be the one to blame. She's sometimes talkative and sometimes not, and when she is, her clanmates would think she'll never shuts up. She's a bit reckless, but on most days, she's very calm and rather reserved. She's determined, bold, loyal and brave. Although, she can be very rude, and she is basically the queen of sass. She's very mysterious and extremely tough. She 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 but very clumsy and is likely to fall out of a tree and she often fails miserably when trying to do something very serious.

Background |
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.

Strengths* |
Hunting.
Very fast.
Cleverness.

Weaknesses* |
Fighting skill.
Size.
Troublemaking.

Family |
Blackfeather-Mother-Dead.
Crowkit-Sister-Dead.
Leafkit-Sister-Dead.
Featherdawn-Brother-Alive.
Froststar-Father-Alive.

Mate/Crush |
She has a crush on Rowanflame, who is her and her brother's best friend.

Other |

Name |
MuddyStar[Was MuddyStone]

Gender |
Male

Age |
62 moons[6 Years]

Desired Rank |
Leader

Desired Clan |
RiverClan

Appearance |
MuddyStar
Source
MuddyStar is a dark brown colored cat with chocolate points. He is averagely sized, with rather rough fur. It is never that neat, and is usually prone to attracting sticks and mud[thus the name muddy]. While averagely sized, he is built well, and can push through some rough currents. His eyes are a yellowish green, with yellow accents around it, and his nose is a dark grey.

Personality |
MuddyStar is a quiet, most of the time reserved, leader who is most of the time tactical, spending time planning for the clan. He is very serious, and seems mostly like a stick in the mud[haha]. He was never a very outgoing cat, and prefered busying himself with things that helped. He loved hunting most of the time, and hated when the clan gets into skirmishes. MuddyStar is a very focused cat with mostly clear goals, but in all honesty, MuddyStar does not know what to do as a leader, even though very tactical and focused, does not see himself as, well, a leader. Inside he is not very confident in his potential, but does try his best for the clan. Aside from being a busy guy, her can be very kind, and loves helping out with the littler things like elders or queens, and his favorite pastime is hunting. When he is doing things he likes, he is usually carefree and seems much more relaxed.

Background |
MuddyStar grew up as a normal kit, everything was mostly fine, he had good parents, good siblings. He was very bratty, needy, naive. He often bothered his parents and pestered them to let him out the camp, it wasn’t really worth the time, seeing they never let him out. Once when he was able to sneak out with his sister. They snuck out and they bumped into a nasty looking rouge. While his sister was reluctant, Muddy thought he needed to be brave, and began yelling at the rouge. His sister got badly hurt by the rouge, and could not recover. Muddy felt horrible that he got his sibling into that trouble. He felt the need to help out more, he felt he could paint over what happened. When he was a fresh warrior, he found his mother had just had half-clan kits. Heavily upset over this, he debated whether to tell father. He first decided not to, but after a fight between his mother moons later, he spilled. She left not to long later, her whereabouts are unknown. Father died, but it unknown how. Around a year later he became deputy, to his dismay. He had much less time doing other things he liked and found himself busy. After getting in trouble a few times, he started focusing more on his position, and began actually feeling worthy of his position. He felt used to being deputy, until the leader died on his last life. He reluctantly became leader, and became even more busy, and much more quiet. Even though he has been leader for a while, he is still doubtful of himself.

Strengths |
Focused
Hunts Well
Tactical

Weaknesses* |
Often Blames Himself
Doubtful of Himself
Busy a lot

Family |
DaisyDawn | Mother | Whereabouts Unknown
RedStone | Father | Whereabouts Unknown
StreamKit | Sister | Deceased
DuskFeather | Half-Sister | ThunderClan

Mate/Crush |
None

Other |
Cats Rule!
Finally Decided to Not Be Lazy and Make The Form