Name
Firefoot
Age
61 moons
Gender
Male
Clan
Snowclan
Rank
Deputy? Warrior if not
Personality
A quiet and observant cat. He dislikes noise but can find some comfort in the white noise of others' chatter. He's rather serious and prefers to get things done efficiently. He has a temper that strikes around annoyances, mostly talkative cats or kits. Despite this, he's a sweetheart and cares strongly for those who earn his love.
Appearance

Apprentice
Open
Mentor
Foreststorm (Deceased)
Family
Jaynose - Mother
Duststep - Father
Mate
Open
Other
Rosespots
Brief History
Born into a different clan. His clanmates had viewed his birth as sign of something sinister. Never before had they seen a tom with his coat before. Despite his parent's protests, he was imprisoned in one of the dens to await the next gathering and the discovery of his fate. His parents refused to allow the clan to put a kit on trial. Together, they killed the guard and hurried their kit into the forest. They stayed behind to distract the patrol. After many moons, he eventually wandered into Snowclan where he seems to be content to stay, for now.


Name
Rabbitstep
Age
53 moons
Gender
Male
Clan
Gemclan
Rank
Medicine cat (Warrior if not)
Personality
A jokester at heart. He chatters like nobody's business and is usually found harassing some poor cat with a continuous flow of words. Patrols and hunts seem to be the only times he'll quieten down. He's incredibly flirtatious and often hides the object of his affection amongst his other flirtations. He's loyal to his friends and works hard to ensure they don't get hurt.
Appearance

Apprentice
Open
Mentor
Fireheart - deceased
Family
Unknown
Mate
Open
Brief History
Born on the streets but eventually captured and turned into a Kittypet. He despised the life. His mornings were spent trying to escape past the Twolegs and his long days were filled by clawing the furniture his captor seemed to care so much about. At night he'd look out the window at the street below where his friends would sometimes gather. It hurt that he couldn't go with them. He couldn't so much as talk to them. One day his captor took him to the vet. They put a band on his tail and removed a number of his claws before a malfunction in the anesthetic led him to make a groggy escape. He fled back to the streets at first before moving on to Gemclan in an attempt to never be captured again.

Source: Warren Photographic

Name
Moonpelt

Age
42 Moons

Gender
Female (she/her/hers)

Clan
GemClan

Rank
Medicine cat? :D

Personality
Yearning, quiet, withdrawn, isolated. Moonpelt has always been too curious for her own good. She is endlessly interested in how the world functions around her and wants to know everything. This can come to a fault, as she cannot understand cats that do not think exactly like herself. Many cats, especially apprentices and kits, would be prone to see her as odd and rightfully so. She dislikes being cooped up in the cavernous camp for too long and spends much of her time above ground despite the freezing weather, staring up at the sky. "To be closer to the stars," she claims. Some scoff that it's no wonder she wants to be away from the questioning gazes of other cats so often, though. In the past, a few even questioned her heritage and loyalty in hushed whispers, claiming she had to have been a SnowClan cat from her birth due to her uncanny behavior. Moonpelt will never hesitate to help a cat in need and rushes at the opportunity with a tireless desire to serve her Clan.

Apprentice
None yet!

Mentor
None.

Family
Blackfoot (mother): Lithe seal point siamese with odd curly fur; deceased, died in battle.
Silverthroat (father): Ticked silver tabby; deceased, died from greencough and suspected grief over Blackfoot.
Tinykit (brother): Very small silver tabby; deceased, died shortly after birth.
Foxstep (sister): Silver and black ticked tabby with an appearance and gait identical to a silver fox; deceased, died of frostbite.

Mate
None.

Roleplaying Sample
The dark charcoal and soil-brown pelted lioness was a curious sight on the pale savanna, her jaws agape to take in surrounding smells and tail flicking with hints of frustration. The teeming scents of the waterhole were heady and sour with the promise of strange lions and lionesses that had recently visited here; a large male, she swore she'd seen earlier, worried her specifically. The scent came far too close to one she considered almost possessive over. All the smells flooded Xiuying's senses, leaving her dizzy and rubbing her nose into the thick fur that protected her scarred paws. A single familiar lioness remained by the waterhole, recognizable by her scent bitter with distaste and aloof posture. Ears flicking forward with interest, Xiuying considered a greeting but instead chose to be wary, preferring not to risk a swipe to the face. She chose a well-distanced spot to crouch beside the water but announced her meek intention with a flick of her dark tail.

Other
Rosespots! Also, what do you think about Moonpelt recieving signs from what she interprets as StarClan, but has no idea what to do with them/thinks something is up with her head because these cats have no belief in them? :0c Just an idea that popped into my head, hm...

EDIT LATER!


N a m e
Flurrynose
A g e
23 Moons
G e n d e r
She-cat/Female
C l a n
SnowClan
R a n k
Warrior
P e r s o n a l i t y
Flurrynose is a sweet, shy female with a good reputation amongst the other cats of SnowClan. Keeping an eye out for the kits of SnowClan is one thing that Flurrynose know's how to do, well, since she has a lot of experience and has had about 4 litters. 3 of the she-cat's litters died while the 4th one has grown into an apprentice. Flurrynose is an excellent hunter, but because of her poor hearing, she tries her best to stay quiet and listen intensely to the sounds around her. This cat is exceptionally loyal to her clan's leader and deputy, but if she needs to, Flurrynose will speak up for what she believes in. Even if the clan disagree's or not.
A p p r e n t i c e
N/A
(Message me if you want your apprentice to be mentored by Flurrynose, or be assigned to her.)
M e n t o r
N/A
F a m i l y
•Rabbitear - Warrior - Tom - Father - A large tom with a muscular form and a ragged white and black splotched coat. Lines of scratches streak across his broad formed figure. His eyes are a magnificent Sage color. - Deceased (Died from being hit by a monster.)

•Glaze - Kittypet - She-Cat - Mother - A sleek, well-fed she-cat with a lean form and a white shiny snow like pelt. She bears no scars, unlike her mate. Eyes are an ice blue - Whereabouts unknown

•Specklepaw/Specklestep - Apprentice - She-cat - Daughter - An energetic young cat with a beautiful white pelt that is spotted with light brown splotches and faint dark brown stripes that can be seen in the spots. Her body is small and very flexible, so it makes it easier for the young cat to avoid danger. Her eyes are a nice sage color - Alive
M a t e
•Finchwing - Rogue - Tom - Mate - Skinny tom with a kind expression, he has a white pelt with light brown splotches that scatter over it. His eyes are an emerald color.
O t h e r
Rosespots
S m a l l R P S a m p l e
Snow fell slowly from the dark gray clouds that coated the once blue sky, the air damp and cold as a group of cats trudged through the snow. One of the cats, a sleek coated white she-cat, flicked her tail in annoyance as cold snow drop's melted into her pelt and made contact with her skin, a shiver running down her spine at the feeling. Stopping, she watched as one of the apprentices who had traveled with the group opened their muzzle and tasted the snow, only to let out a hiss of surprise when they found out how foul tasting the snow was and also how cold it felt in their mouth, the older she-cat snorted "Specklepaw" Saying the words in a stern voice, she continued "Stop being so noisy, you're going to scare away any prey left in this territory, and better yet, please try and stay focused. We don't want to have to come find you because you got separated from the group." Flurrynose meowed lightly, but with a serious tone, soon seeing that she had gotten the apprentices attention by the way they flicked their tail lightly. Her breath came slowly and raggedly, her muscles aching because of the distance they had traveled through the territory. Looking up towards the sky, she looked for where the sun was, but, like earlier in the morning when they had left, the clouds covered the sky, seeming to be endless, then, Flurrynose's attention was turned to a low hiss and snarl. In front of the group, a rogue male tom stood, his fur standing on end. Flurrynose looked the male over, seeing that he was very skinny and hadn't eaten in days, he was no match for the somewhat well fed warriors, the cat leading the patrol let out another low irritated meow, his eyes narrowing and his tail lashing "What are you doing in Snowclan territory, ROGUE!" The tom said in a low intimidating voice, but the rogue seemed unphased by his aggressive body language "I was chasing a rabbit across the thunderpath, but when I lost it, I realized I was in Snowclan territory." Suddenly, the intruder dipped his head respectfully "I will leave as soon as possible, but please.... allow me to find the rabbit and bring it back to my mate, she is currently pregnant with our kits....and.... I don't want to risk losing everything I have to this weather." He meowed quietly before lifting his head and looking towards the sky, snow falling around him. Muttering quietly, the group came together to discuss the matter at hand, but, Flurrynose sat a distance from the others, her ice like eyes piercing through the rogue cat's soul as if she was reading his mind 'I don't believe him...' she thought, but then, a sharp pain ran through her side as one of her patrol members prodded her in the side "Pay attention, don't space out on us just yet." She meowed with a giggle watching the others turn to face the rogue once again, the tom sighed "Fine, you may look for a meal. But i will reassure you, there is NO scent of prey in this area." It almost seemed that the rogue had sighed with relief, but then, the clan cat lifted his tail for silence "BUT, I will be sending two of my cats with you, and if you are not out of territory by night, they will have no choice but to escort you out of the area. Do you understand?" He said sharply as two other clan cats stepped forward, both toms. After the three cat's had marched away, it left the last 4 cats to begin the journey home to the clan.
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N a m e
Specklepaw/Specklestep
A g e
8 Moons
G e n d e r
She-cat/Female
C l a n
Snowclan
R a n k
Apprentice
P e r s o n a l i t y
Being active is no problem for Specklepaw, heck, she might be the most hyperactive cat in the whole clan! Though she is very goofy, Specklepaw REALLY takes her training seriously. Goals are a few things that she has on her mind, but, making sure she is loyal to her clan is probably the main thing she focuses on the most.
A p p r e n t i c e
N/A
M e n t o r
Message me if your interested!
F a m i l y
•Flurrynose - Warrior - She-cat - Mother - A well-mannered she-cat, Flurrynose has a fit, firm form with a sleek, long white pelt. Her eyes are a glass light blue, and her nose is a light pink.

•Finchwing - Rogue - Tom - Father - Skinny tom with a kind expression, he has a white pelt with light brown splotches that scatter over it. His eyes are an emerald color.
M a t e
N/A
(To Young)
O t h e r
Rosespots
S m a l l R P S a m p l e
Sunlight bursted into the hole that made the Apprentice's den, it's rays soon meeting the tiny figure of Specklepaw and her warm moss nest. Yawning, she blinked her eyes, everything surrounding her coming out in very blurry pictures. A purr escaped the she-cat's muzzle as she relaxed, the comforting ray's of the sun warming up her fur, suddenly, the sound of rustling in the nest next to Specklepaw made her look in that direction. "YAWNNN!!!" suddenly hearing someone let out an enormous yawn, Specklepaw's friend, Salmonpaw, had gotten up - a light giggle escaping the young cat's mouth as she examined his fur that held clumps of tangled hair and loose moss that had caught onto the tom's ragged fur during the stormy night yesterday. "Good morning sleepyhead!" letting out a meow of laughter, Specklepaw watched as Salmonpaw blinked rapidly, then, examining his fur, blushed and pinned his ears back shyly "I guess I know now why you're laughing at me...." He meowed bitterly as he sat down and began to groom his tangled fur and also the moss that began to fall off his golden tabby coat every time he moved her licked them away. Specklepaw watched him, her eyes gleaming with happiness and comfort. "You mouse-brained fool!" She hissed playfully as she aimed a hit at one of his ears, only to miss and tumble forward, landing on her back - in the distance, she could hear the other apprentice gaining his footwork again and then letting out a meow of laughter "Nice try, that was as easy as swallowing a minnow!" As Salmonpaw basked in glory, Specklepaw jumped up and before her friend could do anything about her attack, she let out a loud battle cry and lunged at Salmonpaw, her paws smacking him in the face as they tumbled around inside the Apprentices den.
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N a m e
Leopardstripe
A g e
39 Moons
G e n d e r
Tom/Male
C l a n
GemClan
R a n k
Warrior
P e r s o n a l i t y
Distant and serious, Leopardstripe has a strong posture and an large temper. Seemingly to the clan, he always appears grumpy, and isn't in the mood to do things like 'hanging out' or playing'. He can be very quiet at most times, but, if you try and talk to him, he will come back with a strong, positive answer to your questions. Leopardstripe does go a bit hard on some of his apprentices, but deep inside, a little piece of his heart floats through him, reminding him that he really cares about the loyalty he put's towards his clan, and the love he has towards the ones he cares about, like his apprentices.
A p p r e n t i c e
Message me!
M e n t o r
N/A
F a m i l y
Riverear - Deputy - Tom - Father - A large tom with a strong build and intelligent mind. Riverear has a short coat like Leopardstripe's, but his fur is a full brown with black ear tips, and one with paw. This toms eyes are a magnificent sage green, which his son, Leopardstripe, has inherited from him - Deceased

Sally - Kittypet - She-cat - Mother - A plump, but well-mannered she-cat with a sweet personality. Her coat, like her mates and son's, is very short. It is aligned with markings that resemble Leopardstripe's, but her fur color is white. Sally has one mystic dark blue eye, and the other a hypnotizing emerald green - Whereabouts unknown

M a t e
N/A
O t h e r
Rosespots
S m a l l R P S a m p l e
Blood pounded in the tom's ear as he emerged over the hedge that bordered his clan's territory, his eyes wide as his gaze swept across a battlefield of screeching and hissing cat's that were both from different clans. Running into the camp, he scanned the area for his father, his heart beating so fast he thought he would faint! But that feeling soon dropped as his heart stopped when he saw limp body of his father, one of the enemy clan's cat's letting out a yowl of victory for himself before spotting the young tom. A devilish toothy grin spreading across the warrior's face. Leopardpaw ould feel tears building in his eyes as he looked at his father and then back at the tom who had killed him, sadness and rage building up inside him. Tail lashing furiously, Leopardpaw let out a loud screech, almost like a battle cry, but also filled with sadness as he charged forward at the tom and used his body to knock him over and off his father's limp body, then, he turned to look at his father, nothing but the glazed eyes were visible to the tom. Suddenly, a sharp pain ran through Leopardpaw's back as he felt the larger cat's teeth sink into his back, blood starting to run from his new wound. Leoparpawstripe went limp, closing his eyes slightly, appearing to have given up to his opponent who let out a low growl and dropped him "dung-face..." Hissing the words lightly, the older tom turned to face the nursery, his left paw reaching in to try and scoop out some kits, their small cries soon alerting Leopardpaw. Jumping up quickly and turning around with an determined hiss, he lunged at his opponent ear, teeth soon sinking in and tearing a piece off. Leopardpaw spit the piece out and looked at the tom "Your fight is with me! Leave the kits alone."

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Name:
Anttuft
Age:
38 moons
Gender:
Female
Clan:
Gemclan
Rank:
Warrior
Personality:
Anttuft feels as though she has to prove herself, understanding that her looks may cause her to stick out. She's prideful and will defend herself when necessary, but she works as hard as possible, going past her own limits sometimes, just to convince herself that she is equal to her clanmates. She's not a conversational cat, often withdrawn unless approached. She is extremely focused as well, keen on performing her duties well. She wishes one day to be the deputy of her clan.
Apprentice:
Open
Mentor:
Fawnmeadow - a kind, brown colored female who was patient with Anttuft as her mentor; deceased, passed from old age
Family:
Briarsong (mother) - A larger, long furred female. Losing hearing in both of her ears due to age. She is very fond of her daughter; alive; elder; available
Troutfall (father) - A lithe brown tom with tabby markings. He was prideful, which his daughter picked up from him; deceased, passed from green cough
Mate:
Open
Other:
Anttuft, due to her coat, often gets chilled and sickly. Though nothing too serious, she is often sent into the medicine cat den, where she sulks, or speaks with Moonpelt. rosespots
Small RP Sample (or brief history):
The gray pelted female buried herself into the moss she laid upon, glaring just above her paws to stare at the cave opening. It was warmer inside, Anttuft able to sense the chill from her cozy spot. Though the comfort was nothing to complain about, she found herself upset nonetheless. She sat ton the bedding, sulking and sick, again. She slid her eyes over to where Moonpelt worked, watching her fellow feline before sliding her gaze back over to glare at the cave's opening.