•
SOURCE: http://www.peter-bolliger.ch/content/page/14/

"There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self."

•Name•
Swancub • Swanpaw • Swansong • [Swanstar]

•Age•
95 moons

•Gender & Sex•
Female

•Orientation•
Heterosexual

•Rank•
Leader

•Subspecies•
Snow Leopard

•Appearance•

•
SOURCE: http://www.peter-bolliger.ch/content/page/14/

Swanstar's lean, beautiful body is, for the most part, concealed by her thick, elegant fur. She walks on steady, graceful legs with great poise and balance, using her lengthy, fluffy tail (which can usually be found wrapped around her legs) to further steady her footing. Her hard, gray eyes make highlight her intelligence and and level-headedness, giving the feline a mystical, important look.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Agile
+ Quick
+ Intelligent and Diplomatic
- Dislikes Combat
- Prone to

•Personality•

Swanstar is, above all, a politician. A great purveyor of opinions, this female makes sure her voice is heard at any cost, letting her beautiful, lilting voice carry on and intrude into the ears of all who may be present. She is well educated in the ways of getting what she wants without directly asking for it and is very capable of finding ways to convert anyone to her side. She is unabashedly intelligent, practically overflowing with advice and facts whether or not anyone cares to catch the spillover. Although her serious, odd-colored gaze may dictate otherwise, she is not one for physical battles, lacking in muscular strength.

•Backstory•

Born in an uncommon one-kit litter, Swankit almost immediately lived up to her parents' expectations. She was beautiful, intelligent, social, and learned quickly, gaining the attention of the other cats. However, one thing she was rather poor at was hunting and fighting. Due to this, she quickly fell out of the limelight she had once held as a kit, the clan favoring the physically inclined over the mentally so. This left her feeling rather lonely, and she would sometimes spend her time sitting by herself. Her special set of skills became more and more prevalent as she matured, however, and she began making friends in all the right places. One of these friends included the Deputy Antear, who promoted Swansong to Deputy when she became Leader. When Antear retired after losing a leg and getting too old, Swansong was promoted to Swanstar and became leader.

•Family•

Moonchaser ~ Mother [Deceased]
Windfang ~ Father [D]
Stoneclimber ~ Mate
Unnamed ~ Son [NPC ~ Adoptable]
Glacierwing ~ Daughter

•Other Relationships•


•Theme Song•

Don't Cry for Me, Argentina - Elena Rogers & Ensemble (Evita)

•Other•

:Significant Events:

•
SOURCE: asunow.asu.edu/

"Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men."

•Name•
Coppercub • Copperpaw • [Copperthorn]

•Age•
33 moons

•Gender & Sex•
Male

•Orientation•
Heterosexual

•Rank•
Warrior

•Subspecies•
Pantanal Jaguar

•Appearance•

•
SOURCE: http://www.cnn.com/2011/TRAVEL/05/17/jaguar.spotting.belize.matador/

Copperthorn is a muscular, stout male with sandy fur marred by large rosettes. He has a thick skeleture and musculature, excellent for climbing and hunting. He has a geometrical frame, especially in his skull and torso. His large head is both round and square with a blocky muzzle and forward, close set eyes. His ears are rather small, perched at 2:00 and 10:00. His rosettes melt into abstract stripes on his chest and the inside of his shoulders and legs and to oblong spots on the lower legs. White fur marks his underside, creeping up his jowls and nose, throat, chest, stomach, and underside of his tail as well as the inside of his strong legs.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Powerful
+ Agile
+ Cunning
- Not too quick
- Impatient

•Personality•
Copperthorn, as his stern architecture may describe, wields very little patience in his burly figure. A brute by nature, this jaguar would not be so inclined to waste his precious time in conversation but instead leans toward a hobby of grooming himself, hunting, and fighting. He carries himself highly, like a general before his soldiers, yet can still slink through the shadows with ease. He holds incredible disdain for the dogs of The Mud, having had been stolen from them in the past. Copperthorn's one true passion and skill is the art of combat, an art where his claws and fangs are brushes and blood is his paint.

•Backstory•

Born in a litter of five to two peaceful rogue cats, Fire had always been the outlier. While his siblings played, he clung to the nest and simply observed. When he would decide to try and play along, the rough cub would sometimes take it a bit too far, injuring at least one of his brothers or sisters. As he matured and began to take on some of his fathers' responsibilities, Fire felt less and less as a "part" of his small band, drifting further and further away from the all-around peaceful ideologies of the cats. He craved blood. Two moons after coming of age, the male became a deserter, leaving in the middle of the night one night to find whatever was out there for him. This was when he met Roseclan, falling within the cats' ranks and being dubbed Copperthorn.

•Family•

Rusty ~ Mother [Rogue]
Storm ~ Father [Rogue]
Whisper ~ Sister [Rogue]
Bella ~ Sister [Rogue]
Brody ~ Brother [Rogue]
Fang ~ Brother [Rogue]

•Other Relationships•


•Theme Song•
All That's Known - Jonathan Groff (Spring Awakening)

•Other•

:Significant Events:

•
SOURCE: http://www.tahlileiran.ir/a/5640.html

"If all the world's a stage, then I want better lighting!"

•Name•
Finchcub • Finchpaw • [Finchfeather]

•Age•
30 moons

•Gender & Sex•
Female

•Orientation•
Heterosexual

•Rank•
Birthmother

•Subspecies•
Iranian Cheetah

•Appearance•

•
SOURCE: http://theiranproject.com/

Like most cheetahs, Finchfeather's body is tall, thin, and beautiful. Her honey-colored fur is softer and longer than her African cousins, bursting into a thick winter coat during Leafbare which allows the female to stay out longer in cold weather while her peers may have to take shelter inside. Small black spots are arranged in lines on her head and neck, but begin to scatter irregularly over her body, legs, paws and tail. Because of Clayfur's attack, a dozen deep scars mark her neck, stomach, and back. The tip of her tail is slightly fluffier than the rest, marked with stripes and pale white. She is 80 inches (6.6 feet) long including her tail (which is 30 inches long by itself) and weighs 83 lbs.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Very Fast
+ Agile
+ Resolute/Incredibly Determined
- Overly Competitive
- Excitable

•Personality•

Even before her sudden pregnancy, Finchfeather was unbelievably determined about everything she did. Once she puts her mind to something, there was no way she'll be deterred. She is relentless and never backs down from anything, whether she be in danger or not. Every threat is a challenge, every game is a matter of life and death, and every obstacle is her drug. Because of this she is often overly confident and gives the initial impression of arrogance. Despite her arrogant exterior, the female can be quiet and delicate, even motherly.

•Backstory•

TW: VIOLENCE/ DOMESTIC ABUSE

Born to a pair of middle-aged cheetahs, Boartusk and Ramhorn, alongside her brother Duckcub, Finchcub lived a relatively normal cubhood. She was always the first to initiate play and usually won tussles and spars, but her brother was never offended and the two proved inseparable. As the two became Apprentices, Duckpaw and Finchpaw were handed off to their respective mentors and both excelled in most of the subjects. Finchpaw wasn't great at being quiet and stealthy and often pounced prematurely or grew fidgety. Still, they graduated and became FInchfeather and Duckbill, where they began their Warrior careers.

During her Apprenticeship, Finchfeather had fallen in love with another young cheetah, Clayfur. One night, he'd convinced her to run off for a night in the woods with him. A few hours had gone by, full of frolicking and sweet nothings whispered between lovers, when Clayfur began making advances of a more serious nature. After the deed was done, a flood of regret washed over the irresponsible male and he turned on his lover. His claws raked along her back, neck, and stomach as he attempted to find her face and throat before she had a chance to break away and call for help. A party of Warriors, including Duckbill, made their way towards the commotion in time to see Finchfeather do a number on her assailant's face and chest before the bleeding male fled, sprinting in the opposite direction. Duckbill, enraged, sprinted after Clayfur, snarling in vengance. Finchfeather was taken back to camp and treated, her pelt decorated with a dozen new, permanent scars. Later, it became obvious that she was pregnant. Clayfur, because of his cowardice, was renamed Fatefleer in the eyes of Starclan.

•Family•

Boartusk - Mother [NPC ~ Adoptable]
Ramhorn - Father [NPC ~ Adoptable]
Duckbill - Brother [NPC, chasing after Clayfur/Fatefleer ~ Adoptable]
Clayfur/Fatefleer - Ex-Lover; Cubs' Father [Fugitive ~ Possibly Adoptable]

•Other Relationships•


•Theme Song•
TITLE - ARTIST

•Other•

:Significant Events:

•
SOURCE: http://www.squee.com/2017/03/23/black-eared-beauties/

"I walk a mile in your shoes. Now I'm a mile away and I've got your shoes"

•Name•
Quickcub • [Quickpaw] • Quicktalon

•Age•
20 moons

•Gender & Sex•
Male

•Orientation•
Heterosexual

•Rank•
Apprentice

•Subspecies•
African Caracal

•Appearance•

•
SOURCE: letsgowild.tumblr.com

Quickpaw, standing at 18 inches high and 43 inches long including the tail, is a rather small cat —though he tall for his species. This robust body is covered in short, dense, sepia-colored fur with a slightly darker dorsal line running from between his eyes to the black tip of his tail. His chin and throat are of a lighter, creamy hue. His short face is marked with black stripes extending from his forehead, through his eyes, and down to either side of his triangular, pointed nose. His mouth and large, honey colored eyes are surrounded with white patches, matching that of the inside of his ears. Atop of his blunt head sit the iconic erect ears, their backs completely black and topped with 1.8 inch long tufts of jet black fur.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Very Fast
+ Agile
+ Stealthy
- Small Stature
- Not the Smartest

•Personality•

Compassionate and friendly

•Backstory•



•Family•

Tinyfoot - Father
Lionpool - Mother
Langurtail ~ Adopted sister (Clouded Leopard)

•Other Relationships•


•Theme Song•
TITLE - ARTIST

•Other•

:Significant Events:

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

"This is just a journey, drop your worries. You are gonna turn out fine."

•Name•

Brightspirit

•Name Meaning•

Bright for her bright eyes. Spirit in reference to her prefix, for her friendly and generally positive attitude.

•Age•

24 moons

•Gender & Sex•

Feminine

•Orientation•

Heterosexual + Heteroromantic

•Rank•

Warrior

•Subspecies•

South African Cheetah


•Appearance•

Brightspirit is a pretty cheetah, with brilliant, bright orange eyes, that seem to be her most striking feature. She is a naturally smaller female with an innocent face, almost large ears, average-sized eyes, and a short muzzle, giving her a beautiful, yet slightly cub-like appearance. Her fur is a beautiful tan golden-ish with lighter underfur and black dots all over her fur, giving her a sleeker look. Brightspirit's form is slender, with graceful contours given to her by her curving bones and lean muscles that flex and contract to move her agile body with quickness ease. Her body has an obvious feminine touch, and her stature is almost lacking in muscle, with the natural muscles resulted from spending her life running, as a cheetah normally would. Her coat is short, naturally, but gets a bit fluffier around her belly and neck, and is slim, fitting to her frame in an appealing fashion that draws the eye. It thins out slightly around her legs, letting others see her shorter size and long legs, yet adding to her already elegant appearance.

If one would have to pick their favorite thing about her though, it would be her smile. When she smiles, it brights up the room and her eyes always have this mischievous glint to them, but still being filled with warmth.

She has a few scars on her spotted pelt from her entire life full of running, sometimes fighting, especially from when she was younger, but her speed is very helpful when it comes to recieving wounds, as she can dodge attacks quickly.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Incredibly Fast & Agile
+ Loyal
+ Kind
- Naive / Innocent / Kind (she's a Pollyanna, or a Pangloss)
- Too Kind

•Personality•

"Only rainbows after rain. The sun will always come again. It's a circle, circling, around again, it comes around again."

The beginning of Phoebe's life was marked by loss. Her father was murdered, her mother abandoned her, and she became separated from her siblings. Despite tragedy haunting her family, depression is a burden that she will refuse to carry. As a young adult, Phoebe will usually view her world through rose-tinted lenses and give others the benefit of the doubt. Even when another's heart seems hardened or devoid of kindness, she will try her hardest to find a sliver of goodness in them. She will want to share her sense of peace and joy for life with others, even if they don't welcome her bright spirit and optimism. She will want to help others who are in need and assist them to solve their problems. She will wants to be the peacekeeper who maintains order and calm, the charitable spirit who gives what she can to ease others' discomfort and suffering, the dependable shoulder to lean on, even if she tends to be more dependent...

The black female is extremely childish, and loves to show it. She's hyper, mischievous, charming, and extremely devoted to any loved ones, all in one. Her childish side is shown in her love of mischief. Though, it is also shown in her competitive nature. She has always loved proving to her siblings or wolves she's met along her travels that she's just as capable as them. If someone gives her a challenge, she's quick to take up that challenge and is always determined to win.

Though, she has her childish side, she also has the side of her, that is fiercely loyal and dependent on her loved ones. She would love them with all her being, and would never abandon them. She would do whatever she could to make them feel loved, make them feel as if the world was complete. Her family did that for her. Well, until they all seemed to leave somehow. Now she's like that with just anyone she cares for. Her mother always said, she had inherited her fathers charms. Of course, she didn't know what these charms were at the time since her father was murdered before she was born. She definitely became a smooth talker, easy to charm her way out of most situations, or.... well, get herself into them.

Flat-out rejection is something that she will struggle with. Phoebe will want others to grow to like and appreciate her as much as she does them. If they do not, she will be hurt and feel that she has failed in some way. Future events may eventually toughen her up. A large enough betrayal or breach of her trust could teach her what it is to feel the darker, heavier emotions, such as sadness or a craving for revenge. The company she keeps will shape her as she grows older.

•Backstory•

Their parent's love was a storybook romance, one that started in passion and hoped to survive with loyalty and purpose. Ironically, the two met in the pride as young ones and, once they came of reasonable age, the female gave herself to the stranger in hope of a better life. The male was unlike any feline she'd ever known, his cheetah lineage a rare and ancient lineage that surpassed her own humble beginnings. The female cheetah was not beautiful, even her partner recognized that much, but her willingness to follow him and help him start a family of superior cheetahs made her an ideal mate. And that is how Hawkbreeze and Leafjump came to be.

But like all those who hope for their relationship to follow the storybook-quo, reality came bearing heavily down upon their shoulders. A victim of a rogue's hatred and carnage, Hawkbreeze was killed on the outskirts of the Clan's territory and left there for everyone to witness; including his pregnant companion. Leafjump fell victim to the Clan's suspicions but she fled and the pack members left her to whatever future she hoped to find. The mother-to-be was lost, without a Clan, a family and now, a mate. Hawkbreeze gave her purpose but no matter what dreams and ambitions she fed off of each morning, she would now have to provide for herself, and her children, alone.

It is unknown what became of the she-cat during her time alone. Sightings were few and in-between, the details became broken and blurred with time and everything came together to make a weak picture of her daily life. What is known however, is that the she-cat birthed her pups in the RoseClan territory, whether she liked to accept that fate or not, and raised them single-handedly. Soon enough, her mother had had enough of tragedy and heartache and left the cheetah cubs alone. Brightspirit's siblings soon were either killed in whatever ways or ended up wandering away from her, ways she doesn't really remember, and left her all alone.

But, eventually, the little cub wandered and was found by a RoseClan patrol, as she was in RoseClan territory, and the patrol, recognizing her as Leafjump's cub, brought her back home. She was named Brightkit, her very happy attitude, despite her hardships, already noticeable by the RoseClan cats.

•Family•

|Father|

Hawkbreeze [Neutral] [Deceased]

|Mother|

Leafjump [Despises] [Status Unknown]
~ open for someone to roleplay her and maybe have her run into RoseClan/Brightspirit someday. Could cause for some drama >:3

"I was there for you, in your darkest nights. But I wonder where were you? When I was at my worst, down on my knees, and you said you had my back, I wonder where were you?"

|Siblings|

She has five siblings; two brothers and three sisters. All either died of unknown causes or wandered away when she was too young to remember. But, of course, a sibling is totally available. Maybe one or more survived?

•Other Relationships•

|Crush | Mate|

She is incredibly loving and affectionate, a truly fun partner to hang around with. If this energetic female finds the right match, she will be extremely loyal and slightly clingy, as well as insecure. As a result of her kinder, brighter nature, she isn't as combat-keen, especially when it comes to defending herself, and will probably need a male companion to help protect her.

Currently she won't have a crush or mate at the start of the roleplay, but I have plans for her with someone

|Offspring|

None

|Friends|
~ Cliffwalker [ Ali (#110083) ]

•Theme Song•

Keep Your Head Up - Andy Grammar

"I know it's hard, know it's hard, to remember sometimes, but you gotta keep your head up."

•Other•

Nope!
Brightspirit's voice is sweet, innocent, and charming. She still has the pup-like tone to it, just adding to the already charming, honey-like feel it has.

She definitely has the "hakuna matata" view on life and will probably mention it at least once during the roleplay xD

"Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake."

STONECLIMBER

Name: 
Stonecub | Stonepaw | Stoneclimber 

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Gender: 
Male 

❧

Age: 
108 Moons 

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Sexual Orientation:
 Heterosexual

❧

Subpecies: 
Snow leopard

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Rank: 
Warrior

❧

Mentor:
Snailnose

❧

Apprentice:
Bramblepaw

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Description: 
Stoneclimber stands at 64 inches, a large, broad male snow leopard still quite in his prime. His sinewy frame is cloaked by soft, dense silver-grey fur which is tinged brown, it is accompanied by black spots, rosettes and white unders, which make for excellent camouflage. His shorter, strong front limbs end in large paws and thick pads, all of which helps him move through snow with ease. His hind limbs are longer but equally stronger, these appendages help him to leap up to thirty feet in the air, which is a very useful trait. His short, round ears reduces heat loss while his long tail help with balance and provides extra warmth when wrapped around his build. His harbors a furless scar jutting across the bridge of his nose and two others along his back.

❧

Personality:  
Stoneclimber is normally very quiet and watchful, never truly trusting and never truly suspicious; he is careful to not make decisions that are too rash and might not have a very great outcome. He is respectful, if the respect is earned or given back, and he is very loyal to his Clan. He can be found on his lonesome most of the time, likely in the mountains simply running around through the snow, hunting game or settled on top of high perches. Stoneclimber, while he doesn't prefer it, will often wayfare from his beloved mountains to spend time around those of his clan who enjoy the sun moreso than the snow and will, of course, follow any tracks of Swanstar, may it be in the delightful cold or the scorching sun.

❧

Weaknesses and Strengths:
Strengths
→ Brave
→ Excellent hunter
→ Intelligent

Weaknesses
→ Hotter temperatures
→ Stubborn

❧

Family:
Sire:
Blizzardfang ✤ Male ✤ ?? Moons ✤ Elder ✤ Deceased

Dam:
Willowtail: ✤ Female ✤ ?? Moons ✤ Elder ✤ Deceased

Male Siblings:
Iceheart: ✤ Male ✤ 60 Moons ✤ Warrior ✤ Deceased

Female Siblings:
None

Other Blood Relationships:
None

Romantic:
Swanstar: ✤ Mate (Current) ✤ Female ✤ 95 Moons ✤ Leader ✤ Alive

Offspring: (2x)
Glacierwing: ✤ Daughter ✤ 30 Moons ✤ Warrior ✤ Alive
Frozenglow: ✤ Son ✤ ? ✤ Warrior ✤ Alive

❧

Backstory:
Stoneclimber was born to the female Willowtail and fathered by Blizzardfang alongside another cub, who later grew on to become Iceheart. Though they looked almost identical at birth due to their coloring, as they developed and matured it was easy to deduce who was who not only by their eyes -- Iceheart's became a pale green while Stoneclimber's became a slate blue -- but by their behaviors and how they carried themselves. Iceheart, the firstborn, did not get his name by pure chance. He was very curt and dismissive, not very friendly and not too inclined to socialize. Stoneclimber, was quiet and reserved though could be affable when in the mood. The pair just about never went anywhere without one another, if one is seen the other is usually not too far behind. Once upon a frosty winter's eve, Iceheart fell ill; he had always had troubled with his breathing but never anything too bad. He tired easily and often had to rest hours before he could calm his breathing again. However, one morning, he succumbed to his sickness and died in the presence of his sibling and his parents. Stoneclimber still mourns the loss of his brother (and later, parents) but continues to survive and thrive in his clan and habitat.

❧

Tracker;
4/21/17 Form created
5/28/17 Returned from mountains [Item(s): goat carcass]
❧

Other:
Nope

"The tallest mountain started as a stone."




❤❤❤❤

"Death is not the opposite of life, but apart of it."

DAISYPAW

Name: 
Daisycub | Daisypaw | Daisytoe

❧

Gender: 
Female

❧

Age: 
18 Moons 

❧

Sexual Orientation:
 Heterosexual

❧

Subpecies: 
Eurasian Lynx

❧

Rank: 
Medicine Cat Apprentice

❧

Mentor:
Boomslangstorm

❧

Apprentice:
N/A
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Description: 
Daisypaw is a young Eurasian lynx still in the midst of her apprenticeship. When grown, she is a medium-sized felid with a silver-grey/brown coat and slate grey markings scattering over the length of her body and face in addition to white underfur. In maturity, her legs will be long and end in large snowshoe-like paws that keep her an effective predator even in snow. She has distinctive, long fur around her face and neck and harbours a bobbed tail that is typically 8 inches long for her kind, it is black-tipped like the small fur around her ears that improve hearing. Her coat is thick and double-layered to provide protection from the cold.

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Personality:  
Daisypaw is an optimistic young feline, always willing to help and gets through every day with a smile and a positive attitude. It is very rare to see this bright young lynx in a bad mood or grumpy in general, she is always eager to learn and take care of her clan-mates. Make no mistake, however, Daisypaw is not a stranger to mischief and is more than happy to join the other apprentices in pranks and adventures, even at the cost of a scolding. Nevertheless, she takes her role in the clan seriously and looks towards their ancestors for guidance and her mentor even moreso. Her determination and eagerness to please makes her a good novice to have but her inner fierceness and her mental bravery will one day make her an excellent medicine cat.

❧

Weaknesses and Strengths:
Strengths
→ Keen (eyesight)
→ Agile
→ Sanquine

Weaknesses
→ Pacifist
→ Height

❧

Family:
Sire:
Unknown: ✤ Male ✤ ?? Moons ✤ Loner ✤ Status Unknown

Dam:
Mintnose: ✤ Female ✤ ?? Moons ✤ Elder ✤ Deceased

Male Siblings:
Yellowpaw: ✤ Male ✤ 18 Moons ✤ Cub ✤ Alive ✤ Adoptable
Leafcub: ✤ Male ✤ 2 Moons ✤ Cub ✤ Deceased
Fuzzycub ✤ Male ✤ 0 Moons ✤ Cub ✤ Deceased

Female Siblings:
Petalcub ✤ Female ✤ 1 Moon ✤ Cub ✤ Deceased

Other Blood Relationships:
None

Romantic:
None

Offspring:
None

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Backstory:
Daisypaw was born into a litter of five in the comfortable protection of RoseClan, her mother was softly spoken but sweet and caring towards all of her children. Unfortunately, Mintnose was also sickly and the illness was passed onto her newborn before she could be cured. Because they were too small and their immune system too weak, the cubs began to die off within a span of short moons. Eventually, Mintnose was cured and so was the remaining cubs of her once litter of five -- Daisycub and Yellowcub. Even at such a young age, Daisycub had a positive attitude and outlook on things, she always walked with a pep in her step and smiled the biggest of smiles. Her brother and she had a bond that was just about unbreakable, they were notorious for pulling pranks on the warriors and causing trouble in camp. Scoldings were often a regular thing for this duo but they took it all in with grins and laughs. Daisycub had always felt she had a special connection with her warrior ancestors, she paid close attention to any and all stories no matter how minor and when she looked up at the stars, she felt at peace and protected. Despite, it came as both a surprise and heartbreak when she told Yellowcub she planned on taking the responsibilities as a medicine cat's apprentice, learning the trade and connecting more tightly with StarClan. Daisycub was happy that her brother chose the path of a warrior and expected him to be happy for her too, but instead Yellowcub only looked disappointed and their bond took a blow because of her decision.
Now with both being apprentices and being groomed for their futures, they just about rarely speak. Between training, patrolling and hunting with his mentor and Daisypaw training, helping, sorting and cleaning with hers it was rare for them to settle down and have a conversation. Her mind was always in the clouds and his mind was always on his ambitions, but maybe this rift in their seemingly unbreakable bond can be healed someday.

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Tracker;
6/2/17 Form created

❧

Other:
Nope

"My future was written in the stars and I have accepted it."

""

•Name•
Will be named by parents

•Age•
0 Moons • 0 Years

•Gender & Sex•
Female

•Orientation•
Bisexual • Biromantic

•Rank•
Cub

•Subspecies•
Iranian Cheetah


•Appearance•
(name) is a newborn Iranian cheetah. Like all cheetahs, she has the traditional, plus magnificent, coat and spots, her pelt being slightly tan and a bit of orange around her face. Her spots being a dark brown. (Name) is a fluffy little kitty! Alway's being a great cuddle buddy with her baby like features. Her voice is high-pitched and squeaky, and that's not surprising since she is basically the size of her mother's paw and of course hasn't reached puberty quite yet.
(More features will be added as she grows)

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Not afraid to speak up for herself
+ Has a positive air
+ Curious, but not to the point she would do something stupid
- Sassy at times
- Childish

•Personality•
(To be edited)

•Backstory•
(Not born yet, so no backstory)

•Family•
Mother: Finchfeather - Alive
Father: ??? - ???

•Other Relationships•
N/a

•Theme Song•


•Other•
NOPE
Click to see her as an adult

xxxx
•Name•
Up to parents

•Age•
0 Moons [Unborn]

•Gender & Sex•
Male

•Orientation•
Haven't figured out yet

•Rank•
Kit

•Subspecies•
Iranian Cheetah

•Appearance•


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

•Personality•
One paragraph or more

•Backstory•


•Family•
Mother - Finchfeather - [InsertCleverNameHere]
Father - ??? - ???

•Other Relationships•
None yet

•Other•
NOPE
Source #1
Source #2

•Name•
Langurtail

•Age•
24 moons [2 years]

•Gender & Sex•
Female

•Orientation•
Hetereosexual

•Rank•
Warrior

•Subspecies•
Clouded Leopard

•Appearance•


Langurtail is about 30 inches long, 21 inches high (to the shoulder), and weighs about 44 lbs. Her teeth are relatively long while her claws are sharp. She has a stocky build and a slim shaped head. Langurtail is dark grey with black rings around her body which are darker towards the middle. She has black bar-like markings that are on her neck. Langurtail has dark brown, wide eyes. She has big paws with short legs and her tail is longer than her body.

•Positives and Negatives•
+ Fantastic Climber
+ Great Eyesight
+ Agile
- Distracted Easily
- Fooling around most of the time

•Personality•
Langurtail is a flirtatious leopard, always flirting with the males. She goes from one cat to another although she is all bark but no bite. Since she is always fooling around, Langurtail is rarely ever serious and gets distracted quite easily. Due to her body size and breed, Langurtail can climb quite well. She is able to climb down headfirst much like a squirrel but does not perform it very often. She can locate pretty with her eyes in a few seconds, or minutes depending on the distance. Her hearing and smell is not as strong as her eyes.

•Backstory•
When Langurtail was a kitten, her parents couldn't take care of her as they were too young to be parents. The two leopards dropped the young kitten at Roseclan border around 4 moons old and luckily, Lionpool was a new mother. Langurcub was accepted into their family and was nursed by Lionpool as well. Quickcub was the new kit and the two kittens became extremely close, growing up around each other. Langurtail is protective of her younger brother.

•Family•
Tinyfoot - Father
Lionpool - Mother - Ousha
Quickpaw -Adopted Brother -InsertCleverNameHere

•Other Relationships•

•Other•
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