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SOURCE: http://wallpapercave.com/hyena-wallpaper

"Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power."

•Name•
Ratstar

•Age•
5 years

•Gender & Sex•
Female

•Orientation•
Heterosexual

•Rank•
Leader

•Subspecies•
Spotted Hyena

•Appearance•

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SOURCE: https://www.monartozoo.com.au/animals/spotted-hyena/

Ratstar is a large, muscle-bound female coated in a hide of wiry brown fur covered in large, black spots. She has a blunt, squarish head and small, round ears. At the shoulders, the powerful leader is 32 inches tall, about as tall as most gray wolves. Her thick musculature gives her a heavier weight of approximately 160 lbs. Her short, reddish-brown crest will puff out and make her seem larger and more threatening if startled.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Cunning and intelligent
+ Powerful
+ Determined
- Over-zealous
- Slow (speed)

•Personality•
Ratstar is an impressive and intimidating fighter, with a personality akin to an army general. She is tough, unmerciful, and strict, leading her clan with an almost. She is extraordinarily skilled in battle strategy and leadership, though not necessarily a fan of diplomacy, likely in the interest of revenge against the cats. Her true passion in life is battle, and, when provoked, will attack without hesitation.

•Backstory•
Rat was born alongside her siblings Shrew and Mouse to a pair of powerful warriors, Flint and Pine. From a young age, it was clear that Rat would be the strongest and most suitable to lead out of all the siblings, eventually leading to her start in the political business. At four, she mentored a young wolf named Falcon, who had a tendency to wander, for three months before his untimely death at the hands of a Roseclan patrol. Her time without an Apprentice was short-lived, however, as the son of her sister, Mouse, had come of age and was ready for a Mentor. Obviously, Rat was her first choice. The strong hyena was determined to correct the mistakes she made with Falcon, training Badger so that one day he might become a great warrior as his grandparents had been. She was careful not to train him in such a way that would allow the boy to surpass her, however, and when the young male was old enough, he graduated to become a respected fighter and hunter. Following the death of her former, Normandy, at the hands of a Roseclan Patrol, Rat became leader and planted a seed of rebellion into Mudclan, giving each canine and hyena a warrior name of their own and dubbing herself Ratstar.

•Family•
Mother - Flint [Deceased]
Father - Pine [D]
Sister - Mousewhisker [NPC ~ Adoptable]
Brother - Shrewnose [NPC ~ Adoptable]
Nephew - Badgertail [NPC ~ Adoptable]

•Other Relationships•
Developing

•Theme Song•
Pitiful Children - Eric William Morris & 'Be More Chill' Ensemble

•Other•

:Significant Events:


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SOURCE: http://ginaconkle.com/


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SOURCE: http://nywolf.org/ssp/mexican-gray-wolves

"How can you waltz through my bloodstream and then never call?."

•Name•
Doechaser

•Age•
29 moons

•Gender & Sex•
Female

•Orientation•
Bisexual

•Rank•
Warrior

•Subspecies•
Mexican Wolf

•Appearance•

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SOURCE: http://nywolf.org/ssp/mexican-gray-wolves

Doechaser is well-proportioned and graceful, with lightly mottled fur and white ventral markings. Her white belly fur creeps up to the bottom half of her ribs, some points higher than others but all one unit. Her chest and the underside of her neck, her throat and whole muzzle and foreface are all white as well. Her hips are her tools of seduction, swaying rhythmically in an almost-hypnotic way.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Charismatic and Persuasive
+ Skilled Hunter
+ Good Tracker
- Poor Fighter
- Impatient

•Personality•
Doechaser is a seductive, coquettish she-wolf who uses her Starclan-given beauty and lithe tongue as a weapon instead of fighting. She lacks fighting skill, but instead opts to use deception and persuasion to either calm or trick an opponent as well as her incredible flair for lying . She's quite skilled at hunting, tracking, and chasing down prey, earning the name of Doechaser. To those in her clan (the only ones she refuses to use her 'powers' on), she is harmlessly flirtatious and extremely social. Do not let her social aptitude fool you, however, the she is far from conventionally kind with her blunt and sarcastic attitude.

•Backstory•
Doe was born to two warriors: Ember, an amber-furred male, and Blade, a silver-furred female. She was the last cub of the litter, preceded by two siblings, Buck and Fawn. As a cub she hated playing with her brother and sister unless they were playing Wolf-and-Prey, a game similar to Hide-and-Find. As she became apprentice, Doe was mentored by an older female who harbored a similar disdain for combat and a talent for deception. While her siblings learned battle techniques, she learned persuasion, deceit, and how to lie. Doe graduated to Warrior on a rainy day of her 24th moon, her ceremony being the last thing her mentor saw before succumbing to greencough. One moon later, when Doe, Fawn, and Buck were all 25 moons, it was discovered that the latter had met up with a pair of Solclan warriors in order to plan the assassination of the then leader. With a somber and angry ceremony, Buck was executed.

•Family•
Mother - Blademoon [Warrior NPC~ Adoptable]
Father - Emberfang [Warrior NPC~ Adoptable]
Sister - Fawnwhisker [Warrior NPC ~ Adoptable]
Brother - Buck [Deceased]

•Other Relationships•
Developing

•Theme Song•
Your Body Is A Weapon - The Wombats

•Other•

:Significant Events:


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SOURCE: http://ginaconkle.com/


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SOURCE: https://hsi.org.au/blog/2016/10/18/dingo-bounty-trashes-victorian-labor-conservation-legacy/

"Here's to the health of married women! Of married women and their lovers!"

•Name•

Goldpaw - [Goldwater]

•Age•

26 moons

•Gender & Sex•

Male

•Orientation•

Heterosexual

•Rank•

Warrior

•Subspecies•

Australian Dingo

•Appearance•

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SOURCE: https://www.flickr.com/photos/143673886@N05/26816074044/in/photostream/

Goldwater is a lean and lanky creature, his strongest muscles finding their home in his shoulders, hips, and legs. He is built for speed with a streamlined and lightweight frame. His long legs carry the male 1.9 feet at his shoulders, allowing for quick speed and nimble movement in pursuit of prey or foe. His sandy fur is short and soft, growing slightly longer on his tail. Lighter fur mark his ventral side, including the male's stomach and inner legs. Fur of a slightly darker shade grace the hook of his back legs and wrist of his front as well as the base of his tail and the top of his hips. Goldwater's large head is crowned with a pair of tall, pointed ears and mounted with two dark brown, round eyes.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Quick
+ Nimble
+ Persuasive
- Strength
- Temper

•Personality•

Goldwater is intelligent and cunning, which pairs rather well with his affinity for combat. He prefers to fight with quick jabs as opposed to heavy blows, which he deals with vicious accuracy and deftness. His speed and agility also make him a skilled hunter. In camp, the dingo is well known for being flirtatious and affable, no matter the species. His opinions and politics, however, are something he keeps to himself in fear of the danger that could arise. Though he doesn't like the cats, his opinions do not align with Ratstar's. He is against her over-enthusiasm to overthrow the much stronger cats and her violent approach to most things, including those with differing opinions. While he accepted his "proper" name without much hesitation, he secretly rejects the influence of Starclan and wishes for things to go back to the way it was before Ratstar took over and introduced the long-forgotten traditions.

•Backstory•

Born alongside his sister Ella to a pair of young lovers, Winston immediately exhibited a social aptitude and athletic skill. While Ella stayed around the nursery and allowed herself to be doted on by loving parents, Winston explored and became well-acquainted with the rag-tag band of canines, quickly learning how to hunt and fight. While he was still of apprentice age, the old leader, Normandy, was killed by a Roseclan patrol and succeeded by Rat. During this same patrol, Ella, who was Normandy's trainee, was also attacked. Luckily, the young clouded leopard that attacked her only snagged the majority of Ella's tail, leaving a short nub. Within a week, Rat — now called Ratstar — had given her subjects their new names, dubbing the young male 'Goldpaw.' His sister and their parents were also given their names, though all shared the same reluctance towards the new ruler. When he and his sister reached 26 moons, they were given their warrior names: Goldwater and Beartail respectively.

•Family•
Mother - Reedflower
Father - Smoothstone
Sister - Beartail

•Other Relationships•
Developing

•Theme Song•
Balaga - Paul Pinto; Lucas Steele;
Nick Choksi; Ensemble of Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812

•Other•

:Significant Events:

ALL CHARACTERS ABOVE ARE MY CREATIONS. DO NOT INDULGE IN SUCH SCUMBAGGERY AS COPYING THEM.

SNOWFROST

"But did you see the flares in the sky?
Were you blinded by the light?
Did you feel the smoke in your eyes?
Did you?"

Name
Snowfrost

Age
4 Years

Gender
Female

Orientation
Pansexual & Panromantic

Breed
Gray Wolf

Rank
Derputy

Appearance
Snowfrost is a beautiful she-wolf, with gleaming snow white fur and shining icy blue - almost white - eyes. Her thick fur is fluffy and soft, almost like padding. She has found that rubbing a mixture of lavender and daisy leaves on her pelt makes it softer and smoother. Lastly, her bushy, fluffy tail is longer than average, as long as the length between her paw-pads and shoulder.

Snowfrost is a tiny wolf. She's so small, one could mistake her for a pup. However, you shouldn't let this fool you. Surprisingly, this canine has incredible bite force, like those of the extinct dire wolves before her. Snowfrost's build is slender slim. With small, unnoticeable scars hidden under her fur, Snowfrost is a beautiful sight to behold.

Positives and Negatives
+ Loyal
+ Optimist
+ Kind
- Immature
- Physically Weaker Than Average

Personality
"Did you see the sparks, feel the hope that you are not alone?"

Snowfrost is extremely childish and loves to show it. She loves to jump around, saying the most random things in the most random of times. Though, it is also shown in her cuddly nature. She has been known to walk up to a random packmate to sit down and snuggle for a bit. Usually, they don't mind...

Though she is childish, she is fiercely loyal her packmates. Snowfrost would do anything for it, as long as it doesn't go against her morals. A champion of making others smile, she just seems to light up the den. She is well known for is her optimism. It would seem like nothing could bring her down, and, as a compassionate creature, she is constantly encouraging others to do the same, to look on the bright side of life.

Snowfrost is soft-hearted. She cannot resist helping someone she sees in trouble, suffering or in need, and she often doesn't think of the repercussions or situation before doing so. Many have taken advantage of this unfortunate weakness, and much more will probably continue to do so.

She's a tiny fluffball with a giant heart.

History
"The fire's out, but still it burns."

Snowfrost was born into a family of rogue wolves. She was treated cruelly by her sister and parents alike, all of them disgusted by her small size and frailty. The only one who treated her as an equal was her brother, Crow, a midnight black wolf, who was the strongest of the wolf litter and would grow up to be a very powerful and fearsome brute. However, the same could not be said for Snowfrost. When her brother found out about her being mistreated, they ran away together, into the wild.

Under Crow's care, her health improved. He taught her self-defense, how to hunt, and what she should expect from life as a loner. But, all good things must come to an end. The day they turned six moons, tragedy struck. A hostile pack of wolves chased the siblings from the small den they stayed in. During the attack, Crow had grabbed Snowfrost and hid her in a rose bush, before luring the wolves away. Though the rose bush had thorns that spilled her blood onto the ground, that was the least of her concerns. When Snowfrost no longer heard the sounds of the wolves nor her brother, she went to go investigate.
The only thing she found was a tuft of midnight black fur.

Alone and frightened, Snowfrost set out on her own. She met a nice loner wolf named Pix. Pix took the young pup in and acted as the motherly figure she never had. Pix taught the young she-wolf more about hunting and fighting, and they stayed together for a while.

Around one-year-old, Snowfrost was attacked by a familiar face. Her sister, Dawn. Snowfrost was out deep into the woods, picking some herbs for Pix. All of a sudden, she was tackled from behind. It was by pure luck Snowfrost had gotten out of there alive. She tried to make her sister recognize her, for maybe she didn't know it was Snowfrost she was attacking? But with one look at those rage-filled eyes, she knew it was hopeless. Her sister definitely recognized her, and that was the whole reason she was there.

She was panicking, so bit a random place on her sister, as hard as she could. Turns out, she bit the neck. She regretfully watched as the light faded from her sister's eyes, a snarl still froze on Dawn's face.

Snowfrost set out once again, wanting to get away from the memories. She soon found MudClan. seeing no reason no to, she joined. So, she soon became a well-respected Deputy. She holds that position with pride.

Relationships
~

Kin
Night [Father - Dislike] [Deceased; killed by Unknown]
Blossom [Mother - Dislike] [Deceased; killed by Unknown]
Dawn [Sister - Hate] [Deceased; killed by Snowfrost]
Crow [Brother - Love / Grief] [Status Unknown]

Mate/Crush
"Cause someone's out there, sending out flares."

[OPEN]
Snowfrost has yet to meet her soulmate. She needs someone that she can lean on in times of need, and someone that can give her a shoulder to cry on. If this she-wolf ever falls for you, you better prepare yourself for lots of cuddles!

Theme Song

Flares - The Script

Other
Snowfrost's voice sounds very playful. With a hint of humor in every sentence, in times of sadness, you'll want to be around her. To hurting pack members, her usual happy voice takes on a slightly comforting and soothing edge, telling them that they'll get better soon. No matter what, her voice always has that happy feeling.

"Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently."

✦ Name ✦
Thornprickle

✦ Age ✦
49 Moons
[4 Years, 1 Month]

✦ Gender ✦
Male

✦ Orientation ✦
Asexual - Panromantic

✦ Rank ✦
Medicine Dog

✦ Subspecies ✦
Bush Dog
[Speothos venaticus]

✦ Appearance ✦
A very strange-looking creature indeed, and because of his small, rounded ears and short snout, some might even think that Thornprickle looks more like a mustelid than a canid. However, bush dogs are very much canines, and are actually quite closely related to maned wolves and African wild dogs. He's a rather stout animal, and is only twelve inches tall at his shoulders. He also only weighs eighteen pounds, and while that means it would be easy for bigger animals to tear him apart, they'd have to catch him first. He's surprisingly fast for an animal with such short legs, and he's also good at hiding and being stealthy. The fur on his back is a brownish-tan color, while the fur on his head has more of a red tint. His fur gets darker as it goes downward, and his underfur is mostly deep brown and black. His tail is short, and looks more like a stump.

✦ Positives and Negatives ✦
+ Stealthy
+ Intelligent
+/- Brave
- Small
- Stubborn

✦ Personality ✦
Thornprickle is a small canine, and he's well aware of it, but if you point it out you'll most likely not escape without some bite-marks on your ankles. He's a very feisty little creature, and while he is courteous most of the time, if someone insults him he'll stand up for himself, even if the other person is ten times his size. He's very brave, but this means that he could get himself involved in a situation that he might not be able to handle on his own. His most prominent strength, however, is his intelligence. He's great at figuring things out and coming up with solutions to problems. He can also give really good advice at times. He takes his role as Medicine Dog very seriously, and strives to be one of the best healers his clan has ever seen. He often experiments with herbs to find alternate uses for them, and he wishes that MudClan was on better terms with the cats, so that he could discuss his findings with the other healers and listen to their ideas. He wants peace with the other clans, and although he respects Ratstar for her leadership skills, he doesn't fully approve of her harsh and battle-hungry demeanor.

He cares for his clan and everyone in it, but it doesn't always seem that way. He gets grumpy rather easily, and when that happens he's not someone you want to be around. When he gets into a bad mood he somehow manages to find negatives about everything, and will very openly complain about them. In these moments it's best to leave him alone, since he usually calms down after a short walk. He's rather stubborn as well, and if there's one thing he hates it would be admitting that he's wrong. If you manage to befriend him, though, you'll know that he has a nice side as well, and with his loved ones he's actually rather fun to be around. Those close to him will know that he's full of interesting stories, and that he can even crack a good joke or two!

✦ Backstory ✦
Thorn and his brother, Thistle, never knew their father, because he died at the paws of a Solclan warrior before they were even born. However, not having known him meant that they didn't miss him very much, and from the stories their mother told them, he sounded like he had been a brave, respectable canine. Their mother was kind to them, but she caught severe greencough and had to be separated from them shortly after they had been weaned in order to prevent the disease from spreading to them as well. Unfortunately, it was too late to save her, and she ended up dying a few days after catching the greencough. Thorn didn't really have anyone aside from Thistle, since many of the other pups in the Clan teased them for their size, and he ended up growing quite close to his brother as a result. Their mother's death took a toll on them, especially since they were so young, but a few moons passed by, and the upcoming apprentice ceremony distracted them from the tragic event. A day before they were to receive their mentors, they were approached by a group of wolf pups, who teased them and called them cowardly. Thorn chose to ignore them, but unfortunately Thistle wasn't as wise. He argued that he wasn't a coward, and agreed to go out of camp on his own to prove his point. Not long after he left camp, Thistle was bitten by a snake, and since there weren't really any procedures for removing venom, he died.

Many would think that experiencing so much death would have left Thorn scarred for life, but the death of his family members was what made him want to help others, so that no other pup would have to go through what he did. He expressed his interest in herbs to the Leader, and he was made Medicine Dog Apprentice. He breezed through his apprenticeship, and within a few moons he was made the official Medicine Dog. He's very proud of what he achieved, since he went from being teased as a pup to becoming one of the clan's most useful members. He now spends a lot of time studying and experimenting on different plants in the area to see if there are medicinal uses for them that nobody else has discovered yet; he's particularly focused on finding cures for snake bites. When Ratstar came into power he was given the Warrior name "Thornprickle", and he's curious to see if she can actually make contact with Starclan, since he'd very much like to speak with them.

✦ Family ✦
Crow - Father - Decased [Killed by Solclan Warrior]
Ash - Mother - Deceased [Caught Greencough]
Thistle - Brother - Deceased [Bitten by Snake]

✦ Other Relationships ✦
It would be rather unlikely for him to develop a crush, because he's devoted to his job, and it would be difficult for him to break the Medicine Dog code. Still, it might happen if he meets the right person.

✦ Theme Song ✦
Still trying to find one...

✦ Other ✦
Nope :)

"I don’t stop when I’m tired. I stop when I’m done."

•Name•

Dawnflame

•Name Meaning•

Dawn for her fur. Flame for her feisty and un-trusting personality.

•Age•

34 moons (2 years, 10 months)

•Gender & Sex•

Feminine

•Orientation•

Demisexual / Heterosexual + Demiromantic

•Rank•

Warrior

•Subspecies•

Dhole



•Appearance•

Dawnflame is a medium sized thing only measuring up to 22 inches and weighing about 32 lbs. Upon first glance it is noticeable this she-dog has a soft, pretty pelt of only shades of red and white. Her underbelly, the underside of her legs, chest, throat, and under her muzzle are a beautiful pure white, with her paws being a light ginger, as the red on her body transitions into this as it reaches her paws. The rest of her soft fur is colored with a stunningly gorgeous shade of red. Despite her abilities, Dawnflame has a few scars, most earned from fighting and/or scratching herself on different things during her travels as a younger. One short one on the right side of her neck, one slightly longer one on her left arm, below her elbow, and a few more, though a good amount of scars she has are not too noticeable.

Dawnflame's tail tip is entirely pitch black in relation to the rest of the fur on her body. She has brilliant orange-colored eyes which stare fearlessly into anyone's whether it be a huge male lion or a tiny rabbit she is claiming for lunch. Despite Dawnflame small stature she carries herself with the utmost dignity and dominance and is actually quite physically powerful, as she very much resembles a beautiful mix between a fox and a wolf, as most Dholes are described as. Though, unlike her breed's wolfish appearance, she doesn't have the usual broad shoulders. Instead, she has a pretty set of smaller (not broad) shoulders. As a result of some distant blood, this pretty female is incredibly fast with a great amount of stamina. Carrying herself gracefully with a dignified dominance, most of the time, if not always, the atmosphere around the she-dog is of a fierce nature. She makes up for what she lacks in size with resilience, ferocity, and strength often being able to tire out even the biggest of enemies.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Fast & Agile
+ Physically Powerful (for a Dhole)
+ Good Jumper
- Acts on Instinct
- Untrusting
- Stubborn

•Personality•

"I let you see the parts of me, that weren't all that pretty."

Dawnflame once gave all her trust to one canine, but that dependence seemed to cause the she-dog a lot more grief than she could handle. Because of that violation of trust Dawnflame has trouble placing any amount of faith in anyone. Whether she is confronted aggressively or greeted peacefully by a stranger she will always respond with hostility and suspicion. In a way everyone is an enemy in the she-dog's sunset colored eyes.

This warrior has an ego that outweighs her stature and is unbelievably stubborn when her pride is on the line. She’ll always be reluctant to step down or admit she’s wrong. But, this is not because she thinks extremely highly of herself; rather, she does not want others to look down upon her, and would hope they wouldn't waste their time helping her. She doesn't think lowly of herself either. Simply, she is in between about her own self. Being a simple warrior, she doesn't believe she's been able to work her way up yet to the respect she believes she deserves and works hard to do so.

The few times Dawnflame is docile are when she’s tired or weakened, but even in those times she’ll still act defensive. Despite the way she outwardly appears she is a smart dog though sometimes her intelligence is overshadowed by her big ego and leaves her mind clouded. Dawnflame also seems to have superb reading ability and a battle-inclined mind due to her upbringing. When she’s not using her head she acts on pure instinct and emotion which may spell disaster for her in future situations.

•Backstory•

Much of a dog's personality all comes from how twisted or perfect their past is. Her life starts wonderful and great, though her all perfectly perfect story takes a sharp u-turn.

Dawnflame was born into the Clan to handsome war hero, Eagleswoop, and a very gorgeous and agile warrior named Silverbrooke. She was born into a litter of two, the other a female, with an older brother, one that was born a bit before the two females. The male was a handsome, strong Dhole named Hawkpaw and was expected by many to become deputy at some point. The other one was Snowkit who was gorgeous, fast, strong, agile and a natural hunter. Then there was Dawnflame, named Dawnkit at the time, a brilliant mix of her two siblings. She was beautiful, outgoing, friendly, strong, agile, and fast. She was a natural born leader and was on the road to being a very respected female.

Her life was great. And in her mind, it was continuing to be so. All of a sudden, she met this wolf that was perfect in her eyes. He was a handsome, powerful war hero named Rowanblaze. He was sweet, protective, gentleman-like, and brave. The two became fast friends and hung out everyday until they finally proclaimed their love to each other and he asked her to be his mate. The now named Dawnflame didn't think her life could get better. But, when a warrior, Dawnflame was returning from a patrol when she walked into her and Ajax's den, only to see him willingly mating with a rather pretty hunter. This broke her heart and, wide-eyed, Xena ran away, her eyes tearing up as she did so, running into the forest. Naturally, she ended their relationship and eventually the brute ran off with the female he was mating with earlier, leaving Dawnflame heart-broken, her ability to trust completely dissolved.

Eventually, her parents died of old age and her sister was killed by a rogue on the border, just leaving her a bit more full of grief. Eventually, she and her brother got over her parents and sister's deaths, but Dawnflame is still afraid to trust, assuming all other males would just break her heart like Rowanblaze did.

•Family•

|Father|
Eagleswoop [Father - Love / Grief] [Deceased; old age]

|Mother|
Silverbrooke [Mother - Love / Grief] [Alive] [Old Age]

|Siblings|
Snowheart [Sister - Loves / Grieves] [Deceased; killed by rogue]

Hawkclaw [Older Brother - Loves] [Alive] [OPEN]

•Other Relationships•

Open for enemies, friends, and a best friend (can also be crush, preferably male)!

|Crush | Mate|

"It’s hard to trust somebody when the one person you completely opened up to is the person who later completely betrayed you."

Ex-Mate: Rowanblaze

As a result of having her heart completely stepped on by her ex-mate in her earlier stages of life, Dawnflame is going to be slow to fall in love once more. But, if she actually meets the right male, someone who won't hurt her, she could fall in love again.

Currently she won't have a crush or mate at the start of the roleplay, so she is open for a romantic relationship! :)

|Offspring|

None

•Theme Song•

Just Give Me A Reason - PInk ft. Nate Ruess

"Just give me a reason, just a little bit's enough. Just a second we're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again."

•Other•

Nope!

❝ Look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now!
History is happening! ❞

•Name•
Pricklepaw - Pricklepelt

•Age•
7 moons, straight out of the nursery.

•Gender & Sex•
Agender / Female
(( uses she/her pronouns ))

•Orientation•
Bisexual / Biromantic

•Rank•
Apprentice

•Subspecies•
Coyote

•Appearance•
Picture optional, paragraph or more of description needed.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Advantages?
+ Advantages?
+ Advantages?
- Disadvantages?
- Disadvantages?

•Personality•
Born and raised in the rule of Rat, Pricklepaw has always been firm in the belief that canines cannot coexist with felines. Even if her vision of this new revolution is a bit... romanticized. She's in for a rude awakening once she matures, but until then she is as passionate as could be. Her eagerness to throw herself into danger could be interpreted as courage or foolishness, though you can probably guess which one Pricklepaw would stand with. One day it will undoubtly lead her into trouble. If anything, her biggest enemy is her pride - all the grass in the savannah could die before she even considered asking for help.

•Backstory•
One paragraph or more

•Family•
Family members, deceased or not

•Other Relationships•
Friends, enemies, crushes, etc.

•Theme Song•
Optional

•Other•
What else?

v wip

"Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back."

Source
•Name•
Spottedheart

•Age•
53 Moons [4 years, 5 months]

•Gender & Sex•
Male

•Orientation•
Homosexual + Homoromantic

•Rank•
Warrior

•Subspecies•
African Wild Dog

•Appearance•

Same Source as Above
Spottedheart has the usually African Wild Dog's coloring but he has more white than others. He has huge ears and tall legs. He is quite lean and have a little bit of muscle. He can also jump pretty high and far as well. Spottedheart has dark brown eyes that almost look black.
•Positives and Negatives•
+ Agile
+ Quiet
+ Obediant
- Unloyal-ish
- Curious

•Personality•
Spottedheart is a curious being. He always wants to explore but sometimes it gets into trouble. He is well reserved and quiet. Spottedheart is quite fast and agile but when he is overly excited, he tends to be a bit clumsy. He will listen to the leader and do what he is told to. There is a big downside to Spottedheart. He may seem un-loyal and non-trustworthy at times. He always thinks the "what if's" and "what would happen's". He has a reason for this behavior though.

•Backstory•
Spottedheart is the oldest sibling out of three. The litter was quite small compared to other dogs' litters. His mother went to the pack to keep the litter healthy. One day when Spottedheart was asleep, his mother went off to give birth again and he woke up to no one. He was quite scared so he went to the elders for reassurance. They told him stories of the clan and how they came to be. How the cat clans pushed them away, etc.. From there on, Spottedheart believed that he couldn't trust anyone. His mother's short disappearence helped him too. He could trust her, his siblings, not even himself. Others see Spottedheart as distrustful and may rat out the clan one day. Originally, his prefix described his coloring but now his whole name explains himself.

•Family•
Crookedstorm - Father - [Adoptable]
Dayflower - Mother - Adoptable
Petalrock - Older Brother - [Minnie]
Nightbreeze- Younger Sister - [(Hellfire) Moonblace]

•Other Relationships•
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A

•Other•
NOPE
NOPE

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"I thought you were nice?"
"I never claimed to be nice."

Source
•Name•
Hortnetstorm

•Age•
45 Moons [3 years, 9 months]

•Gender & Sex•
Female

•Orientation•
Heterosexual + Heteroromantic.

•Rank•
Warrior

•Subspecies•
Culpeo Fox

•Appearance•

Same Source as above
Hornetsorm gets her prefix from her coloring (and attitude). She is a golden fox with some light brown floating around her body. She has quite a bushy tail, and body in general. She has light brown eyes as well.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ quick
+ Protects herself/friends
+ trustworthy
- snappy
- small/weak

•Personality•
Hornetstorm is a snappy character, always being rude. She believes that she doesn't have time for anyone. They are always in the way for her. She rather hunt or patrol alone than being in a group of three or four. Although Hornetstorm would hunt alone, she will put up with other canines. Hornetstorm is quick due to her size but that gives her a lesser advantage than others when it comes to fighting the big cats. If she does have any friends, she will protect them no matter what and is very trustworthy.

•Backstory•
Hornetstorm is the only child in her family. Her mother, Smallear, took great care of her. She wasn't always snappy and rude. Hornetstorm was like that because of her father's death. She was a father's girl. The day he died was the most devastating day she had ever lived. Largefang, her father, was out hunting one day and he passed by a badger's den and got attacked from a nursing badger. Now nobody can get close to Hornetstorm as much as her father was.

•Family•
Smallear - Mother - Alive [adoptable, but not required]
Largefang - Father - Deceased

•Other Relationships•
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A

•Other•
NOPE
NOPE

Image source
"The capacity to learn is a gift;
The ability to learn is a skill,
The willingness to learn is a choice."

Name
Briarpetal

Age
23 moons (1 year & 11 months)

Gender & Sex
Male

Orientation
Homosexual + Homoromantic

Rank
Medicine Dog Apprentice

Subspecies
African Wild Dog

Appearance
A young male African Wild Dog with a husky build hidden beneath wisps of stringy fur. His coloring is a general mixture of black, tan, and beige. Occasionally, splotches of a natural orange peek through into vision from his underbelly. His eyes are a blurred combination of yellow meeting whisky-brown.

Positives and Negatives
+ Compassionate & gentle soul.
+ Well-educated in medicine.
+ Extremely ambitious.
- Terrible hunter, rarely catches more than a mouse.
- Skeptical of most things, especially of StarClan's power..

Personality
Briarpetal is overall a gentle cat. He is reluctant to ever raise a claw, even in self-defense. The compassionate male will only ever unsheath his claws to paw at dirt or help carry the most herb leaves possible. Briarpetal would prefer peace befall all the Clans so that his job wouldn’t even be necessary.
Yet, he knows that is completely unrealistic. Thus, he'll deal with the violence and carnage that he knows must occur before the war of the Clans is over.

Backstory
Briar was born into a small litter of African Wild Dogs. He was more delicate than his sibling, Bramble, and never truly had much passion for rough-housing. He would collect pebbles and the like while Bramble play-wrestled roughly with other pups. His gentle nature led him to pursue different tactics rather than the understood path of a warrior. He occasionally would tail after the Medicine Dog, Thornprickle, while he organized herbs and treated minor wounds. Briar made his interest in becoming a healer clear to the entirety of MudClan. Thus, when Ratstar took lead of the disgraced clan, Briar became Briarpaw and was apprenticed as a Medicine Dog! Briarpaw took very long to master the full responsibilities of a Medicine Cat, his passion didn’t allow him a perfect talent in recalling all the herbs as well as uses. Even before he finished training his brother became a full warrior, becoming known as Bramblestep. Only after 17 full moons of intense training did he earn his Medicine Cat’s name… Briarpetal, for his gentle nature and discreet talent. Still, Briarpetal takes every oportunity to learn as much as possible from his mentor.

Family
Mother: Ivythroat [OPEN]
Father: Thornpounce [OPEN]
Sibling: Bramblestep [OPEN]

Other Relationships
Mate: NONE, he may flirt but he would be reluctant to take a mate and break the Code unless he knew it was love. (PM me if interested!)
Offspring: NONE (Forbidden by the Code & Impossible... he's gay.)

Other
Nope!

(EDIT: Fixed the Image SOurce!!)