Sleetstar

:: Quote ::
"Blood makes you related
But only loyalty can make you family,"
:: Age ::
53 Moons
:: Gender ::
She~cat
:: Rank ::
Leader | Deputy | Warrior | Apprentice | Kit
:: Clan ::
LilyClan
:: Appearance ::
Sleetstar is a slim, yet large she-cat, her body covered in a sleek white coat resembling her prefix she earned as a kit. She has deep forest green eyes despite the picture, that are wide and round, and are accommodated by her large ears. She has needle sharp claws, and fangs, matching the fierceness of battle scars beneath her snowy pelt, scarcely noticeable against her long fur that gives her the appearance of a beautiful winter cat.
:: Sexuality ::
Demiromantic | Pansexual
:: personality ::
| Tolerant |
Sleetstar is known to accept when she is wrong, or opinions that are not her own. Though she is not afraid to point out flaws in ones opinions, or thoughts.
| Humble |
Any cat outside the clan would be baffled to realize the leader acts as if she is one of the Warriors, with Sleetstar never putting herself on a high pedestal, knowing herself to once have been like any other cat before earning the role as leader.
| Affable |
Sleetstar makes it known that she is easy to approach with any problem her clan members might be facing. Her expression almost always consists of a calm and open smile, quite obvious she will never turn down a cats request to speak with her, wether it be private or not.
| Alert |
This she-cat seems to always know when something is wrong with her clan, always keeping a sharp eye out for anything that looks to be weighing down on its members. And is constantly aware of her and her clans surroundings, and scents.
| Wise |
Almost like the wise mother of the clan, Sleetstar is always offering advice and ideas to those around her, weather they be from her clan or not, and sometimes even to her fellow leaders.
:: Brief History ::
There is not much to tell of the LilyClan leader, she was born into the clan and grew up to become an exceptional warrior, catching the eye of the former leader who then offered her the role as Deputey which she was honored to except. She now is a humble and loyal leader, un hesitant to help the clan in anyway she can.
:: Strengths ::
+ She is a very agile cat
and uses this to the best of her ability in battle.
+ She was trained at a young age, and knows a lot of LilyClans former leaders old techniques from nights spent sparing with Oddstar, after she was decided to be the next Deputy.
+ She is very open minded and has quite a way with words. This bodes well when speaking with a clan over peace, and war.
:: Weaknesses ::
- She can be a bit to forgiving
As well as a little naive to those asking for forgiveness.
- She does her best to avoid war and conflict, and though she understands it is a nesecary evil, she can't help but desipe it.
- She can get a bit frustrated over silly arguments when there are simple solutions, and she is known to speak out of turn when leaders think themselves, or act above others.
:: Relationship ::
| Oddstar |
The former leader of LilyClan, and Sleetstar's idol. Never knowing her parents she looked up to Oddstar, and admired her greatly, knowing she never gave up on Sleetstar and expected great things from the warrior, who delivered exceptionally.
| Shadowstep |
A close friend and good fighter, she expects great things from the shadowy warrior, just as the former leader did for her. She admires his battle skills, and calm demeanor he always seems to carry about him.
Will be updated as needed
:: Other ::
Picture Source
| Name Meaning |
Sleet ~ Her white pelt
Star ~ Her position as leader
Shadowstep

:: Quote ::
"Never make the mistake of thinking my silence for ignorance
my calmness for acceptance, or my kindness for weakness,"
:: Age ::
18 Moons
:: Gender ::
Tom
:: Rank ::
Warrior | Apprentice | Kit
:: Clan ::
LilyClan
:: Appearance ::
A muscular tom with a straw like texture to his glossy coat, Shadowstep is a tall cat with wide paws hiding away deadly claws. He posses small round eyes, with a gleaming and fiery shine to his orange irises. His pelt is short, hugging his body tightly, showing a perfect display of his muscular legs and back.
:: Sexuality ::
Heteroromantic | Heterosexual
:: personality ::
| Courageous |
Shadowstep is a fearless warrior, who never turns down the chance to fight and hone his skills. He never trembles in the eyes of any enemy, and will always stand his ground, for his honor and clan.
| Candid |
Shadowstep was born with no filter, always speaking the words that first come to mind, not really ever understanding they could potentially hurt another cats feelings.
| Diligent |
This tom will never turn down a mission, and will always put all his effort and thought into completing it correctly. Though he has more concentration when working alone, he will never go against the leaders demands.
| Independent |
Shadowstep doesn't always rely on Sleetstar's word, and can think and act for himself, though at times it might not be the best for that situation. He rather likes being alone, and having his own thoughts then being fed ideas and responsibilities.
| Guarded |
He is almost impossible to read, and never opens up unless absolutely necessary. Always guarding his emotions, and choosing not to speak unless adding to important discussion.
:: Brief History ::
His father was a respected warrior who passed on a late patrol, leaving him and his mother, who was so depressed from her mates death she left the clan when her kit had turned an apprentice. Shadowstep at the time was confused, and thought it had been his fault, thinking he wasn't living up to his fathers name, and in turn was disappointing his mother. He know does his best to honor his late father by doing the best he can for the clan they had grown in.
:: Strengths ::
+ A strong warrior who knows what he's doing in battle.
+ Though some might think this to be a weakness, he has a hard time trusting other cats, which in reality does well for his clans, as well as his own safety.
+ He's had multiple apprentices, and has spent some time honing his leadership skills, so when faced with a time of desperation he knows how to keep his head.
:: Weaknesses ::
- Can be a bit hot tempered at times, though he is easy to cool down and doesn't cause much uproar or damage.
- isn't to fond of disobedient kits, and is known to speak out against getting immature apprentices. He can sometimes break a kit down by telling them they aren't ready, or fit for warriorship.
- Though he is known to be a bit disobedient himself by not always listening to his leader, and at times going against her wishes. Though he has never been wrong before.
:: Relationship ::
| Oddstar |
He was never really close to their former leader, but knew she was a great cat who never let any of her clan members down, and always tried her hardest, never giving up.
| Sleetstar |
He respects his leader, but beleives she needs to be a bit more strict and unwelcoming to strange cats, and though she doesn't want to participate in the war between the clans, he would would rather die fighter for something he loves, than live as a coward.
Will be updated as needed
:: Other ::
Picture Source
| Name Meaning |
Shadow ~ His midnight pelt
Step ~ His strong and protective print in the clan
Oakpaw

:: Quote ::
"I fear one day
everyone will see me the way I see myself,"
:: Age ::
10 Moons
:: Gender ::
Tom
:: Rank ::
Warrior | Apprentice | Kit
:: Clan ::
MossClan
:: Appearance ::
Oakpaw is a large tom with a brown tabby pelt, and darker brown stripes, his white chin, and tail tip contrasting brightly against his coat. He is the size of a full grown warrior, representing the reason behind his prefix, as his appearance imitates the great oak. His eyes are a bright olive green, and always seem to hold a faint sadness in them.
:: Sexuality ::
Heteroromantic | Heterosexual
:: personality ::
| Shy |
Although a shy cat, he is friendly with a good sense of humor, and never turns down the opportunity for a close relationship.
| Anxious |
Because of his past, he feels as if everyone if always giving him strange looks and stares. He hates the feeling of being the center of attention, and dreads the day he becomes a warrior. So much will be expected of him...
| Restless |
Though he feels he isn't ready or good enough to be a respected member of MossClan, he never gives up, and as an endless need to prove himself. He hopes one day he can make everyone proud, and he can finally see himself as a clan cat.
| Impulsive |
Because of these restless urges, he is known to do some reckless things, even crossing border lines of an enemy clan for food. He never really knows he's done something wrong till it's been done, and hopes to be forgiven, though you can only be forgiven so many times.
| Ambitious |
Oakpaw is as ambitious as they come, he is sure to never stand down from a fight, and do his very best at being the best he can. His one goal is to be a respected and honored warrior, and to officially burn away his past with the fire of clan blood in his veins.
:: Brief History ::
Oakpaw was born as a rouge, his father never really sticking around to care for the large kit, and left his mother for the last time one night, completely abandoning his own family. His mother knew she could not protect him on her own, without the strength of her mate, and her healing from birthing wounds caused by his size, she was forced to leave him at the borders of MossClan.
:: Strengths ::
+ The impressive size of this apprentice is quite the gift, his body harbors a lot of strength within it, he just needs proper trainer to hone these skills.
+ He is very caring and this can come in handy with gaining the trust of loyalty of others.
:: Weaknesses ::
- Can hesitate when it comes to proving himself.
- Doesn't always listen, and can become blind to battle/danger when he is desperate for acceptance.
:: Relationship ::
| Lionstar |
W.I.P
| Sunpaw |
A good medicine cat, though he thinks she should not be so afraid to fight, and feels like she could make a good warrior with how creative and devoted she is to herbs.
Will be updated as needed
:: Other ::
Picture Source
| Name Meaning |
Oak ~ His impressive size
Blank ~ Coming Soon
Sunpaw

:: Quote ::
"When the power of love, overcomes the love of power
The forest may know peace,"
:: Age ::
9 Moons
:: Gender ::
She~cat
:: Rank ::
Medicine Cat | Apprentice | Kit
:: Clan ::
MossClan
:: Appearance ::
A small she-cat with a golden pelt that beautifully reflects the Suns glow, with eyes like a clash of forest and sky. Although she is petite, under her soft pelt is a strong body, with long legs harboring great strength.
:: Sexuality ::
Heteroromamtic | Heterosexual
:: personality ::
| Rigid |
Sunpaw hates change, and is not very flexible with excepting new things and cats. With the forest drying up and the food going scarce, she is beginning to lose hope, and fears the worst.
| Sensitive |
This she-cat is extremely sensitive, and will break almost against anything. Her body and soul can not take a hit, and once nearly lost her life to green cough.
| Creative |
Sunpaw loves to try new things, and though not aloud due to the risks it might cause, she tends to mix herbs to see what she can create, never able to test them out though, she does mash them up to see what colors can come from certain leaves and flowers.
| Cowardly |
She is known to run from fights, wether verbal or qhysical, and always gives up before it gets to serious. Warriors can sometimes become angry with her, mostly due to the war they are facing with the other clans and the fact that she refuses to fight. She beleives in only peace not violence.
| Bashful |
Hating to draw attention to herself, she almost never speaks and when she does it's as silent as a mouse, matching her ability of stealth quite well. She never asks questions, and is almost always seen in the back, out of sight, out of mind.
:: Brief History ::
Sunpaw was born into MossClan, and ever sense she was a small kit, she had been petite and scared of almost every scent and sound. Her mother was a little disappointed in her attitude towards life, and always tried to teach her that the only way to earn peace was through battle, and during the clans second war was how her mother and father lost their lives. Ever sense then she knew her way of thinking was the right way, in war you never win, you only lose those close to you.
:: Strengths ::
+ Almost an expert with herbs, she as never let an injured car die
+ Very small and petite, she is good with crawling into tight spaces to retrieve herbs that others can't get to.
+ She is a very peaceful cat, and has a very calming energy surrounding her which helps injured cats, or cats in pain to calm down and feel at some sort of ease.
:: Weaknesses ::
- She is a coward who despises war, and refuses to fight, and at times heal warriors who participate in acts of violence, which can cause a bit of argument with warriors and her leader.
- When faced with a cat injured from battle, her soft and seren aroma turns sour and can be a bad environment for wounded warriors to heal.
:: Relationship ::
| Lionstar |
W.I.P
| Oakpaw |
She thinks he is a little foolish and ignorant for the way he blindly runs into battle, though usually seeing him in the medic's den, they have grown to have a strong bond, and he can always make her laugh when she is feeling down.
Will be updated as needed
:: Other ::
Picture Source
| Name Meaning |
Sun ~ Her golden pelt
Blank ~ Coming Soon
Crowthistle

:: Quote ::
"When a monster stops behaving like a monster.
Is it no longer a monster?"
:: Age ::
13 Moons
:: Gender ::
Tom
:: Rank ::
Warrior | Apprentice | Kit
:: Clan ::
AshClan
:: Appearance ::
Crowthistle is a strange cat, average sized with no known strengths, and a slim body showing no signs of muscle or experience in athletics. His pelt is a yellow white, with pale grey spots, and standing out against the grey of his eyes are dull lime green irises, that hold a darkness in them. And though some cats believe the tom is incapable of most things, they will come to regret their mistake of ever thinking this.
:: Sexuality ::
Aromantic | Asexual
:: personality ::
| Obsessive |
When he thinks something is his, he usually takes it, and excepts everyone to let him. He will not hesitate to fight another cat over something as simple as a meal, and will even kill a cat over his sister. Though he usually only imagines it, and never really goes through with it...
| Protective |
His sister Ivybreeze is his one and only treasure, keeping a close eye on her like she is his prey. He is very strict on who she can speak, and interact with, sometimes loosing his shit if a cat he doesn't trust/like gives her a second glance.
| Aggressive |
As said previously, he will easily loose his shit, fight, and even think of killing another cat. If you asked another cat for the definition of aggressive, their answer might just be Crowthistle.
| Cautious |
Though he acts on evil impulse, he is very cautious in doing so, making sure anyone who sees doesn't get around to telling. He is careful to watch his sister, and makes sure she doesn't know his thoughts, playing the perfect big brother.
| Violent |
Anyone who hunts with Crowthistle, knows he tortures his prey, loving to play with it a bit, and can sometimes come across as scary, or even murdurous, which tends to make most cats jumpy and uneasy around him. Though the only cat he cares to impress is his sister.
:: Brief History ::
Born as an only kit after his father left the clan, his mother became closed in and extremely depressed. Being her first love, and at such a young age, she didn't know if it had been her fault or not, and felt ignored and forgotten, never realizing she had been doing the same to her kit. Naming him crow to symbolize how her life had become dark after his birth, she later met another tom who had served as a temporary bandage for her wounded heart. They had a kit together, who they named ivy to symbolize the strength in their love, but this was soon taken from her as well after he mysteriously died one night. Heartbroken she left the clan to find her old mate, and never returned. Leaving Ivykit and Crowpaw on their own. Crowpaw did everything he could for his sister, and loved her dearly, some beleived it was because she had given him the first attention he's had in moons sense her birth. The two are still close, and she serves as a brace for his damaged mind. Only star clan knows what goes on inside the darkness of his thoughts, and only star clan knows what would happen if that brace one day broke.
:: Relationship ::
| Ivypaw |
He loves his little sister with all his heart, and can become extremely protective and even jealous if she decides to hang out with someone other than himself. he dreads the thought of losing her.
Will be updated as needed
:: Other ::
Picture Source
| Name Meaning |
Crow ~ The depression his mother was feeling
Thistle ~ His sharp attitude and tongue
Ivypaw

:: Quote ::
"Enjoy life today, because yesterday is gone
And tomorrow may never come,"
:: Age ::
13 Moons
:: Gender ::
She~cat
:: Rank ::
Warrior | Apprentice | Kit
:: Clan ::
AshClan
:: Appearance ::
A small she-cat with wide olive/yellow eyes, and a round face. Ivypaw is a skinny female, and can sometimes seem as if she is starving, though cats that think this are shocked to see the energy hidden within this petite she-cat. A thin white coat, with black patches mark her body, sharing a similar marking on her nose to her brother Crowthistle. She has long legs, and is well known for her speed and climbing amongst the clan.
:: Sexuality ::
Demiromantic | Asexual
:: personality ::
| Naive |
Though she is sweet and strong willed, she is known to fall for the simplest of tricks, and is always seems to only fallow her heart and not her brain. She never really stops to think out any potential consequences, and just rolls with the punches. Though that could lead to some big trouble
| Determined |
Never give up and fight till you can no longer, though she is a small and slim she-cat, the blood of a warrior runs through her veins. She will never turn her back on those in need, and is loyal to those who show her loyalty in return.
| Kindly |
This she-cat is as friendly as they come, she is always smiling, and trying to cheer up those that look down. Never hesitating to offer a helping paw to even an enemy.
| Sociable |
Ivypaw loves making friends, and laughing, smiling, and even crying with others. She feels it helps when you share those intimate momemts with those who love, and she is never afraid to expand her list of people she loves.
| Optimistic |
Ivypaw always looks to the sun, so she doesn't experience the shadows lurking behind her. She is never offering words of discouragement, but rather soothing and comforting sayings she would always here from her mother. She knows her clan can never quit, and that no matter how stormy the weather, there is always a hole in the clouds that the sun will shine through.
:: Brief History ::
Ivybreeze could remember the happiness on her mothers face when ever she was with her father, and she hates that she hasn't forgotten the horror after they both discovered he had died. She was a good kit growing up, loved and cared for by both parents, who she loved dearly as well, but after her fathers death all hell broke loose. Her mother up and left her and her brother, leaving them alone, though she didn't worry, because they had the rest of the clan to care for them, and she had Crowthistle. Though shes always wondered. Why had he seemed so, unmoved by her fathers death? He had loved Crowthistle with the same love he showed Ivypaw, and still, Crowthistle seemed, glad he was gone...
:: Relationship ::
| Crowthistle |
Her brother has always scared her, with his greedy and possessive ways, she sometimes feels as if he beleives he owns her. Though always seems to push this thought from her mind, never truly being able to see her own kin in such bad light. Regardless of the way he might seem, she loves him.
Will be updated as needed
:: Other ::
Picture Source
| Name Meaning |
Ivy ~ For the strength of her parents love
Blank ~ Coming Soon
(I didn't really know what to make for Strengths and Weaknesses that wasn't already in their personality, so sorry for the absence of effort in that area. I'll edit this later if I think of something)