ANY CLAN

These cats can be added to any clan! c:
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GEORGE [written by delilah]
George is a rather small light orange tom with darker orange tabby stripes that ripple along the length of his thin frame. His eyes are dark green like a fresh piece of moss that been caught in the rain. George like most kittypets lives happily with his twolegs though he knows there is a bigger world out there, sights unseen by many cats who choose to remain cooped up in their homes all day content with getting fat, but not him. George would never leave his home, but that never stops him from going on adventures; his paws get restless if he can't enjoy the outside world. His twolegs let him out during the day and by nightfall he returns home to curl up warm in his bed. The orange tabby tom is not clueless, he knows of the dangers that lay beyond the hard nests occupied by the twolegs and the other kittypets, but he would never forgive himself if he let the wonders around him remain secret to his mind. George is a carefree cat, he enjoys the warmth over the cold and you would never catch him anywhere near water. He spends his day roaming freely, hoping to meet some new cat or find some new treasure.
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ABOUT DAYCLAN

DayClan, the land of golden wheat fields and orchard grounds. You wouldn't expect the ex deacon, ex proxy, ex assassin of Primal Instincts to be leading such a clan, but here I am. We are welcoming to outsiders, and are comfortable being playful, and peaceful cats. But remember who their leader is, I taught this clan everything I learned in the league. They maybe warriors, but they have the training of a lethal assassin and the potential to be your worse nightmare.
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ABOUT NIGHTCLAN

A group of cats who survive within the darkest recesses of the shadows. Most active around the twilight and night hours, NightClan cats are known for valuing quick movement and wit, fierce loyalty to both the Clan and the code, nobility, and the darkness, whether it's that which allows the stars to burn brighter or the clutch around one's heart. Feel free to be interested in becoming part of our ranks, but should your intentions lie in the more violent of the two, we'll be sure to meet you head on, tooth and claw. Heed that as warning. While we might appear to be simply surviving, we have the ambition for so much more. Nothing will stand between us and what it takes to grow strong among the ashes of our past.
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This is where the cats will show up :P Each space gets a scroll bar once it gets too long. Click on the male/female sign to expand the box to look at just the bios of that gender for that clan.

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ABOUT SUNCLAN

This is SunClan. Those who reside in this territory, deemed sacred by their Great Protector and deity the Sun, are creatures who bask in his warmth. It’s members are sanctimonious, arrogant, and vain, touting themselves as ones Chosen by the Sun while looking down upon outsiders who are thought to be beneath them. A close-knit, pious, and rather secretive group, trespassers will find themselves killed or chased away on sight, though SunClan cats can often be found trespassing on other territories and instigating fights simply for the sake of it.
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AUTOCRATICHEIR
The Malefactor. An extremely fluffy, childlike orange tabby tom with rich copper brown eyes. Brother to Gildeddivinity and Mythosseraphim, and son to the failed initiate Daeva, he is a tom who likes to meddle in the affairs of others, causing as much trouble as he can get away with and always seeking to get around the rules. At the same time, he’s extraordinarily immature, incapable of seeing his own faults, and often throwing tantrums if he doesn’t get his way. Purebred Siberian.

DAWNGUARD
An auburn tom with sunrise orange-gold eyes, whose fur fades to black at his paws. Son of Foxstar and Dragonguard, the tom spent the first portion of his life in WaterClan, surrounded by the marshes and the rivers, and spending time with his father’s extensive family, which comprised of a leader in his grandmother, Phoenixriver, and many leader’s in his grandfather Lightningswift’s line in SummerClan. After sickness befell his birth clan, and his grandfather died, however, he chose to move on with his siblings, at Slaughterfish’s urging, to SunClan, though the vast majority of his family moved to SummerClan. There, they went through initiation and accepted the Sun God as their own, along with new customs and a family just as extensive, but so entirely different. For his part, Dawnguard tends to be noble, though he holds a lot of resentment for those outside of his family and new clan, those that left WaterClan to die alone, leaving him cynical, and with a tendency to pick fights with others. Nonetheless, he is truly loyal to his new home, and enjoys getting to know the side of his family that he’d hardly seen more than at a gathering,. Sibling to Slaughterfish, Saltpile, Steepfall, Forsworn, and Dragonborn.

FORSWORN
A red-brown tom with his father's green eyes. Son to Foxstar and Dragonguard, and with a vast family to either side that includes half a dozen leaders, Forsworn joined the majority of his siblings in SunClan after his grandfather Lightningswift died, and most of his family chose to move to SummerClan, seeking a new life with his mother’s family and his littermates, except for Saltpile, who stayed in WaterClan. He is a quiet tom, loyal to SunClan, but internally battling with adjusting to the new clan, and being a touch on the manipulative side, something he can clearly attribute to his mother, which was easy to realize after he met her. All the same, he does have a sense of humor, easily retorting with teasing sarcasm, hiding his insecurities behind a mask of confidence that he doesn’t really feel. Sibling to Slaughterfish, Saltpile, Steepfall, Dawnguard, and Dragonborn.

XANDUBUSIMULACRUM
A black and white moscow mutation patterned tom with green eyes. Son of Foxstar and Deal, and sibling to Zendikdominance, Queaneverlasting, and Zoeticobliteration, he belongs to Foxstar’s fifth litter. He looks much like his father in coloring, though the pattern is different, though they couldn’t be farther from each other in personality. He is much more like his mother, calm, collected, and always looking to further himself. He twists the rules to suit his needs, and cares not for those he steps on, even his own relatives, though he’s smart enough to bow to the authority of those above him, so as to at least feign loyalty and keep his misdeed from being discovered.

BRIGHTPAW/STEAK
A robust fluffy orange tom with olive eyes. Dedicated and loyal with a hint of arrogance, much like his mother Risingshine. Larger than his sister Waterheart. Same exact build and face structure as his great-grandfather naturesecho
GILDEDDIVINITY
The Censorious. An extremely fluffy, golden and black striped classic tabby she-cat with orange gold eyes. Sister to Autocraticheir and Mythosseraphim, and son to the failed initiate Daeva, she is an extraordinarily cynical cat, believing others act only in their own self interests. After all, she does, so why shouldn’t they? She has a god-complex, believing herself to always be right, that everyone should be bowing down to her, save for those she deems worthy, such as her own siblings or the Sun God. Purebred Siberian

YAREPAWN
A patched gray-blue and ginger she-cat with green eyes. Sibling to Zendikdominance, Zoeticobliteration, Xandubusimulacrum, and Queaneverlasting. She is a bright cat always striving to be the best warrior she could be and most loyal cat to SunClan, to bring pride to the family she’s always known. All the same, she does have her pitfalls, tending to be a bit arrogant, and always a little too pushy, trying to convert just about every cat she comes across to SunClan, much to the irritation of cats outside the clan.

MYSTERYMATRICIDE
A brown and white tabby she-cat with green eyes. Sibling to Crowluminescence, Moondancer, and Yarepawn, and one of the litter stolen by Foxstar from Deal and Autumndancer, she is a cat without a heart or soul. Something about not having real parents, and being raised by a dictator without a sense of morality broke something in her at birth, and this translated into a cat incapable of properly feeling. Happiness is foreign, loyalty is to the powerful, and anger fuels her. She acts on a whim, without care for consequences and a vague sense of keeping to the rules, doing as she wants because she can’t seem to care. Or maybe, she just doesn’t want to. After all, if her own parents didn’t seem to want her, who else would? That thought is always in the back of her mind. She has no explanation for when it started, perhaps it always was there, but even so, it keeps her from allowing herself a heart to feel or a soul to guide her. If she doesn’t let someone in, then they can’t hurt her, it’s as simple as that. So she doesn’t.

ABOUT MOONCLAN

Truly the opposite of their furthest neighbor, SunClan, the cats of MoonClan prefer the solitude of darkness. The moon is more than just the light that guides their path, but also the deity of which they worship. They find strength when the moon shines brightly down upon them and feel lost when its silver light is overpowered by that of the sun or simply is lost to a new moon. For the most part, despite these cats' tendency to walk through the shadows and worship the night's light, they are rather welcoming and, in most moons, friendly cats unlike their arrogant counterparts. Their territory is thickly crowded with forest, creeks and ponds hidden beneath the moon-dappled shadows. The land slopes into hills along the border with NightClan with a large lake sitting along the border with DayClan. These cats are skilled hunters, swift and accurate even with so little light to aid them. Their fresh-kill pile will often be found stocked with voles and other rodents with fish from the water sources scattered across their land occasionally found amidst their more common prey.
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Stormwind
A dark, muscular gray tabby tom with fierce dark blue eyes. As a part of the Lunar Guard, Stormwind is required to be the strongest and fastest warrior he can be. His ambition and hunger to be the best warrior will be his downfall. As a young cat, Stormwind was serious and intimidating until he met Quietstep. She quelled the raging storm inside him, helping him realize what was important in life. It lasted until Quietstep gave birth to four kits: two she-cats and two toms. His anger welled up again because his strength and honor would not be wasted on two weak she-cats. In secret, he successfully killed one of his kits while the other survived. After his failed attempt, he blamed Quietstep and shunned Snowkit, focusing on Barkkit and Stagkit, hoping to turn them into the best warriors MoonClan had ever seen
Note: If you choose this cat, Brightleaf will give up Sightline's spot as Lunar Guard in order to match up the bio.


Earthborne[written by fearful]
Eartheborne is a young, naive female with black and white fur. Her piercing blue eyes often give away her emotion. She is sensitive, yet hardened. Loyal, yet others say she has back-stabbed them. She thrives under the moon, much like other MoonClan warriors, however, when she is in the presence of its light, she becomes a different character. Has anyone yet to see this side of her? She isn't sure.

ABOUT SPRINGCLAN

Like the wind, the loyal warriors of spring are a deceivingly gentle force to be reckoned with. It is our geniality that unites us, but we have learned that blood always washes out.
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DEBONAIREXPRESSION
"I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may find myself." -Martha Washington. Warmth graces his expression, a smile lighting up his face. Rarely ever does Debonairexpression seem to be unhappy, nor is he often worked up, as he is much to easygoing to let most things upset him. Where his fellow clanmates might experience anger or fear, he just coasts along, letting the feelings roll off him like rainwater. He is sure of his place in the world, content with what he has, always willing to lend a helping hand and a smile to those in need. Although he is easily able to make friends, he prefers quality over quantity, more than willing to take the time to form a bond between himself and another, however long it might take. Thick, coal colored fur cloaks his strong frame, the tips sun-kissed to a vibrant auburn that compliments his orange eyes the color of autumn leaves, handsome in his own right. Truly, his heart is as golden as can be, a loyal clanmate and an even more loyal friend.
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ABOUT SUMMERCLAN

Welcome to SummerClan, the clan of warmth and valor. Even in the months of the cold, we shine bright against the odds against us. There is little our clan cannot prevail through. Living on the southern side of the mountain, and generally face hot, smoldering summers and short, but harsh, winters. We are not cats of a vicious nature, and instead we find virtue in honesty and hard work. We have high standards for ourselves, but we look after one another as if we are all brothers and sisters fighting for one cause. There is nothing that is out of our reach, as long as we stay united together. Pride is in everything that we do, and there is always peace, so long as that pride is not tarnished. It is wise to not step on our paws. While SummerClan cats tend to use their brains before their brawn, their bite is as fierce as the rays from the sun above. Those who have pure hearts are always welcome, but loyalty is key in this clan. Prove to us that you can be one of us, and you will find a family at your side.
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FOXFIREBLAZE
A thick furred dark ginger tom with pale green eyes. Son of Thunderstorm and Emberstar, and sibling to Motyxiatoxin, Dragonfishdrift, Fireflydream, Seasparkleflash, Clusterwinkcrack, and Glowwormcreep, he fled to SummerClan with his family after the sickness began in WaterClan, claiming the lives of not only his grandfather, Lightningswift, but his sister Glowwormcreep as well. He’s a curious cat, much like his mother, and can often be seen spending time with his adoptive older brother, Pinetempest, taking turns in learning what they can about the world around them. He’s extraordinarily optimistic, and can often be found with a smile on his face, attiude unfazed by even the harshest suffering.

CLUSTERWINKCRACK
A ginger tom with smudged chocolate stripes like his father, and mismatched green and amber eyes. Sibling to Motyxiatoxin, Dragonfishdrift, Fireflydream, Foxfireblaze, Seasparkleflash, and the late Glowwormcreep. He is the calmest of his siblings, loyal to his family, but more quietly so, often choosing to keep to himself over interacting with others, though he likes to observe and learn at a distance. He’s the one who fades into the background, but is always there for a good story, a silent supporter and protector, always there, but rarely needed. Son of Thunderstorm and Emberstar, he took Glowwormcreep’s death the hardest, feeling he’d failed her by not being able to save her from the sickness in WaterClan that his family fled from. He’s still not over it, and perhaps he never will be. Instead, he channels the internal grief into ensuring that the rest of his relatives, whether they be in SummerClan, or out, stay safe in whatever they do. To him, blood is more important than clan, and he’d always choose family over the land he stays in, even if it means betraying the clan he calls home to do so.
SEKHMET
A golden tabby she-cat with intense silver eyes, gray flecking across her muzzle from age. Daughter of Vulcan, and the only living full sister of Phoenixriver, she joined her sister’s family when they left WaterClan for the home of her brother- in-law, Lightningswift, who fell to the sickness. Some of her younger siblings stayed, but they were healthy to begin with, Sekhmet, well, she was old, and that wasn’t something the usually strong willed and snarky she-cat thought lightly. No, her time was up, and she wanted to spend the last of her days with the family she came to love, despite the influence of her father wanting to take advantage of the former WaterClan leader in Phoenixriver that he’d once wanted to kill. Sekhmet is content to relax in the elder’s den, telling stories of her time as a rogue, and entertaining the kits she never had for herself. It’s not the life the cynical and sarcastic she-cat expected, but it’s not one she’d trade for anything either. NOTE: To be added as an elder.

CEDARCLOUD [written by Delilah]
Cedarcloud is a pale calico she-cat, her short pelt bursting with soft hues of grey, orange and white with silver/grey eyes. Cedarcloud is not much of a friendly she-cat, she mostly likes to keep to herself and be left alone which is not always what she gets. Her only comfort was the tom she had taken as her mate, his persistence to win her over had worked in the end though not long after she found out she was to have his kits her love died; she still is not certain of the full truth behind his death. Now mate-less and alone she has retreated farther into her own mind, her anger and sadness taking hold of her stronger than ever, she has only her kits now to seek comfort in knowing they will need her as much as she needs them. Cedarcloud knows her kits will be loved and they will lead lives she could only imagine and even though envy courses through her at the thought of it, she wants only for them to be happy and to live their best lives. Cedarcloud has sworn to protect her clan and her kits, she will use that as her grounding point, a way to keep her focused on life until her time comes when she will join her dead mate in the afterlife.
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ABOUT FALLCLAN

Our clan is the home of the noble and compassionate. We consider our ties like family. Although we are warm-hearted and carry high ideals, we are a force to be reckoned with.
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ABOUT WINTERCLAN

WinterClan is a clan surrounded by frozen solitude. We are devoted to each other, but no other. In fact, intruders are rarely welcomed. We don't mind staining our paws.
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ABOUT EARTHCLAN

Clever. Hardworking. Honest. The cats of EarthClan love the feeling of dirt beneath their paws. Diverse, prideful, and respected, the clan is one that never gives up easily. They are filled with both loyalty and kindness, and often allow outsiders among their ranks. Of course, they expect dedication, support, and vigor in return.One of the last two remaining Element Clans, EarthClan is full of a resilience that allows them not only to move forward, but also to succeed in whatever they put their minds to. That is just who they are, and it will surely never change.
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Heatstroke [written by fearful]
"A stare that says a thousand words." Within the confines of EarthClan's borders, lies its most silent warrior - Heatstroke. Those that know him the best hardly share but a few words with him. His eyes and body language mostly speak for themselves, along with a few grunts and nods. When he does speak, words seem to flow together seamlessly: motivating others, giving commands, and taking the lead. The eldest of three, Heatstroke always had a leadership quality about him. He outgrew his litter mates faster than most, and started training to be a warrior early. In most tense situations, others looked at him to strike first. Personally, he disliked this responsibility; but after a tragic event causing him to lose his entire family, he knew that others needed to be led. Now, as EarthClan's most loyal warrior, he works every day to be the best he can be, constantly thinking of his family and how he could have done better.
Swansong [written by Paogirl18]
Beautiful cats, if they are smart, will use these looks towards their advantage. And Swansong could be accused of a lot of things but none of them would be foolish. Her fur is that of a raincloud grey, fluffy and seemingly for of life but her eyes are a dark raging storm. She is as cruel as her uncle and has hidden it just as well behind her pretty features and soft coat of fur. Soft words giving false encouragement, while she silently sabotages the other in the background. She will stand for nothing less than being queen of her castle, even if she has to build that castle herself. She'll use masks to hide the truth and get her way, her voice to led them astray and her wits to keep them guessing. Mostly all just for her own entertainment. Swansong is a prime example of a noble in a court in pursuit of her own throne by any means necessary, a queen of her own making.

MECHANISM
It's hard to think she's anything but some twoleg contraption, as she quite seems like one, with her shiny bronze pelt, awkward and stiff movements, and monotone, un-catlike voice. Even her scent is off, rather than smelling of earth, her scent is akin to a thunderpath or monster's scent, though there is only speculation as to why. She's not actually mechanical, even it appears so. Mechanism is a bronze Egyptian Mau, the spots on her pelt resembling bolts that, if removed, would cause the she-cat to fall to pieces before your very eyes, with long limbs that cause her awkward movements. Her eyes are a reflective silver, as though diamonds were placed there. Unlike some, she's rather not fond of nicknames, only responding if her whole name is used. Nor is she one for normal conversation, usually continuing on with her current objective and not responding to attempts at normal conversation, though she's more likely to stop and respond if someone requests her to do something, or has a question. If they do, she'll answer slowly, her voice holding an unusual lack of emotion, and neither speeding nor slowing her responses. She's observant and calculating, choosing what she deems the best course of action, and storing things to remember in her mind, ready to be accessed when necessary. However, despite all her odd movements and mechanical air, when she runs, you'd be surprised. Her movements still appear a bit stiff and awkward, however, she can move at incredible speeds one would think impossible of her. Mechanism's top speeds are hard to match, even by her fellow runners, and she often has to be told to slow her pace to allow others to keep up. Beneath her seemingly hard and overly organized exterior, she's oddly easy going, if you can get close enough, a tad sarcastic even. But that is hard to do, and most have only touched the surface.

ABOUT BROOKCLAN

We are the most clever of the three Survival Clans, relying on our quick paws while taking advantage of our use of the waters. BrookClan is fierce and loyal, we fight for what's right.
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ABOUT WATERCLAN

Unlike the rest, we are vigorous in the water.While others fear it. It is the core of our morals, nature, and habits. This is WaterClan, home of the swift and elegant. And, no, we aren't elaborating.
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WESTERNWIND
A black and white she-cat with yellow eyes. Cool and calculating, she can seem a bit standoffish, and most definitely slow to trust others, be it a new clanmate or the cat of another clan. The first to assume the worst, and the last to warm up to someone, but those who manage this feat, getting past the suspicion of their first meeting, the coolness of being acquaintances, it's quite nice, and she'll be a loyal friend and ally in anything, if not still a bit on the quiet or cool side at times

ROOKCRY [written by Cleaver]
A temperamental, rebellious confusion of pride and wrath, Rookcry’s identity is lost in her storm. Logically she understands the myriad of factors that create who she is—her turbulent background, fiery passion, mistrust of authority, and warrior spirit—but what each trait says about spiritually, their significance to her mortality and personal views, is lost on her. Indeed, she is easily offended due to her uncertainty about who she truly is and her place in the world, and often feels she can’t share those feelings with her close friends because they seem so content in their lives as warriors. Instead, she travels down a path of self-deception, stifling her desire to question her actions, ignoring her growing hesitance about violence, and convincing herself she is someone else. In many ways she sees herself as a leader: a lone wolf, but an idol, and that other cats would be disappointed in her if she relented her tireless pursuit of the clan’s goals or mislead any young cats that tried to follow her. Her misgivings about her personal morality weigh heavily upon her, but in the service of her clan, she feels forced to continue: to be as fierce, unyielding, crafty, and efficient as can be, to drive off every enemy and stake out their settlements and do everything in her power to ensure the safety and security of their borders. These exhaustive measures are what she feels are necessary, to be any softer would let everyone else down... and she desperately seeks the approval of others. She refuses to admit that, just as she is blind to the fact that is she not a leader or on a pedestal and she can relax and be a normal warrior if she do wishes. It doesn’t help that she is too mistrusting of authority and rebellious by nature to get along without being in charge. While those officially in power — her leader, her deputy — earn her respect, any others — patrol leaders — often find they have to contend with her headstrong personality or else ignore her entirely. She is hard to control and resents being told what to do. Rookcry is not the type to sit at the back of the group and scowl at her enemy, either: she’s up on the front lines, every order met with a sarcastic rebuttal or witty quip. In general sarcasm is her first defense mechanism and her most utilized any time she is pushed into uncomfortable territory. She doesn’t like to speak of her feelings (despite a need to share; she fears judgement from the cats she seeks approval from) or of her past (though it is not too extraordinary) and laughs away prying eyes. Her lack of appreciation for leadership and group dynamics make it difficult for her to fit in sometimes, and she often starts petty squabbles or sets off on her own, and lies to herself to say she prefers it that way. Rookcry doesn’t really like being on her own, though, because her thoughts always return to her inner turmoil, and she hates that. She doesn’t like to question if she is a moral cat that will go to StarClan or feel guilt over the blood in her paws; she shines from imagining how her life could improve; she is enticed and confounded by religion and wishes to explore it more. When alone, to avoid these thoughts, she often becomes reckless and endangers her own life doing so. Luckily, Rookcry is good at finding friends, strong and admirably loyal cats that stick by her side through thick and thin. She trusts them to have her back, even if she won’t always admit her feelings to them, and is generally forgiving of their past and faults (she’s hardly one to judge). Her only qualms are when her friends cross a line, and she isn’t afraid to drag them back into the right, though she isn’t a snitch and refuses to sell anyone out. Rookcry hates grey areas, especially the ones she dwells in, and is generally a poor and impulsive decision maker. She was born and raised in NightClan before she moved to her new home in WaterClan, and rarely speaks of that sudden choice or her life before. Her parents were old when they have birth to her and her sister, and died off while she was still young; her sister was trapped in a mudslide and asphyxiated. It was Rosepaw’s mentor who ordered her to investigate what became the fatal mudslide, and Rookcry assumes it was from him that she learned to mistrust authority. Other than that she finds little value in dwelling in the past and prefers to put that violence behind her in favor of seeking a more peaceful future. Rookcry is infertile. She’s a young, slightly undersized slender brown tabby with a light underside and paws and soft green eyes lined from spending so much time scowling rebelliously or at the stupidity of others.

Umbramoon [written by fearful]
Umbramoon is a small tabby she-cat with bright teal eyes. She has a very happy spirit and a very open mind. She loves just about everyone, unless you do something very terrible to her. And even then, she will most likely forgive you. She's very attentive, and oftentimes when others gloss over small details, she finds them the most important. Despite her bright attitude, she is very timid around large groups of cats, so meetings are usually nightmares for her. She is most comfortable honing her skills; hunting in the forest; or around other cats she is well acquaintances with, like family or friends. It's hard to scare her off, for her will is hard to break.

ABOUT ABSUM LUX

You've stumbled along Absum Lux. What does the name mean, you say? It means,'Without Light'. The meaning fits for a place where survival is the main goal. Absum Lux was founded by the Heda Octavia, in hopes to regain what was once lost. The power to fight, the power to survive. The power to no longer be the weakest link.
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ADRIAN [Written by Honeystorm] Combatant
A bright white tomcat with midnight blue eyes. Arrogant and showy, he is quite clearly a tom with more attitude than skill, always willing to show off and do daring stunts, usually with a high degree of failure. And yet, he always seems to make it out unscathed, much to his groupmates' dismay. He is incredibly agile and witty, but often tries to force himself into situations that he is not meant for, such as fighting large predators, or pushing himself beyond exhaustion, all the while boasting his skill in those areas. Despite this, he is incredibly family oriented, and absolutely adores sucklings. He hopes for a family one day, and most hope it mellows out his wild side.

KEIR-KEDI [Written by Honeystorm] Suckling
A dusty orange tomcat with olive green eyes. Charisma radiates from him, as do rumors. He is a sly cat, one who would do anything to become powerful, even to the extent of ruining others' reputations through harmful gossip and manufactured situations. And yet, the tom has an inexplicable charm, able to diffuse situations with a smile and a few words, pulling the strings until cats forget he is the cause of all their pain and suffering. Little is sacred to him, though he has a certain loyalty to Absum Lux, perhaps due to his desire to rule it one day.

SADEN-KEDI [Written by Honeystorm] Suckling
A blue lynx point tomcat with gentle lemon yellow eyes. Careless and free, he is a cat of the shadow, one who would rob you blind and then turn around and try to sell your things back to you. Everything is a game, and he always has a plan, risks are nothing to him, and all he wants is to have fun and amass trinkets he finds beautiful. Unfortunately, cats aren't usually so kind as to just give him what he wants, so he usually resorts to stealing, especially from kittypets and their twolegs, the former usually not have the skills to fight back. As such, the tom very often can be found wearing various twoleg or kittypet items. A studded color or ruby ring, a bright purple scarf and little kitten mittens. Some cats make fun of him for it, or believe that eventually karma will come for him, but he doesn't really care. Instead he simply lives in the moment, enjoying the fruits of his labor and ignoring all consequences to come his way.

CIERRA [Written by Honeystorm] Combatant
A long-haired tortoiseshell she-cat with silver eyes. Distrustful and isolated, she is a hoarder who is terrified of conflict. After being rescued by an Absum Lux cat, who died saving her from a fox, she's always felt indebted to the group, and has a strong sense of community. She works hardest to make sure everyone is fed, gives away every part of herself to make the group better. And yet, she still can't shake her fears of inadequacy, or that even these cats will betray her one day. She's been hurt, kicked when she's down so many times that though she is entirely loyal, she still can't bring herself to fully trust those she's cast her lot with. As such, she is often alone, watching others with longing but unable to bring herself to join in, and she has difficulty letting go of things, especially food. So she hunts herself to exhaustion to provide for the group, only to turn around and squirrel away a few extra pieces for herself, just in case.

DYANA [Written by Honeystorm] Combatant
A patched tabby she-cat with bright copper eyes. If you had nightmares of impending doom, what would you do? Would you give up, succumbing to the painful visions, or would you rise up to change the future, to prevent what you see at all costs? Dyana is a strong cat, quick witted and merciless, but at night, she is plagued by never ending nightmares that target her deepest insecurities and worries. She dreams of Absum Lux's demise, of the death of everything and everyone she loves at the paws of some nameless cat or group, and always, she is powerless to stop it. So she trains and trains and trains to avoid it. She will make sure Absum Lux returns to days of glory, such that nothing will ever be able to harm them again. In her effort to push for the future she desires, however, the weaker ones are left behind. If a cat is so weak that they can't save themselves, then they were never meant to be part of Absum Lux. As such, she has a strong distaste for the Charged, and will often make snide comments that suggest she'd throw them to the foxes if she were allowed.

KALI-KEDI [Written by Honeystorm] Suckling
A silver she-cat with white paws and amber eyes. For the most part, she is a well mannered cat, respectful and entirely obedient, reliable and wise. Yet, not all her accomplishments are her own. Jobs are delegated to others, and she is not above cheating to get her way, though she is loyal to a fault, and when push comes to shove, she can get the job done. She is a polite cat with a way of twisting words to make others do her bidding, and often sets out beyond the borders to manipulate others to her bidding, developing a network of those who owe her should she, or those she cares about, ever need something in the future. Despite her skills in manipulation and trickery, however, she is a cat who falls, and falls hard for cats. She has ideals of romance and kits one day, and throws herself head first into every new relationship. In a stroke of irony, this leaves her open to be manipulated by those who she can't seem to find fault in, hopelessly in love and hoping for the fairytale ending she's always wanted.


ABOUT RENEGADE REGIME

The darkness is our sanctuary and the home to our family and friends. I could tell you that The Regime is full of horrible, angry and deceptive felines with no care for the blood that runs through your very veins, but that would be a lie. We as a group fight for each other no matter what. Honor, hope, and dreams define us. It's within the very nature of our members to work hard and be disciplined in the ways of the militant. Only to outsiders, who have no will to learn more about us, do we seem terrifying. It is only because they aren't viewing us from within.The darkness is a place of safety for those who join the Regime's ranks. Others, who see the darkness and unknown as a place to fear, fear us as well, which is reasonable in most accounts. We are after all, a force. A single entity, or unit, of cats that live and survive underground for the sake of being away from the humans and felines above. After years of war, we retreated, hiding within the tunnels to keep our own safe. We are the Renegade Regime, we are the darkness, for it's where we live.Military ways define the regime; honor, faith, and bravery make up the soldiers. Discipline is taught to all ranks and to speak out against a superior is as close to blasphemy as one can get. Care, love and kindness make up the spiritual soldiers that live with them. The cats of the Regime are only hateful, sneaky and belligerent when they feel threatened, which is not often, since they live within a place that is the cause of fear. Once in awhile a plot will come to mind and they do seek revenge... but who doesn't?
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Taurus
An orange tabby tom with piercing green eyes. Though Taurus is quiet much like his sister Aries, he has no trouble standing up for himself and others. Much like a bull himself, Taurus crashes his way into any situation head and heart first. While he may not wear his heart of his sleeve Taurus has no fear of speaking his mind. When something seems off, Taurus is there to get to the bottom of it. Fiercely loyal, he devotes his life to protecting his family and group. Leadership comes naturally to Taurus. The elder of his siblings, he found himself both protecting and guiding them after their mother abandoned them in the Regime. While he tries his best to think things through he regularly acts before he thinks. He takes his training and role as a mercenary very seriously, to the point where it almost can consume him at times. Taurus has an especially close bond to Aquarius, his youngest sister, and tries to spend as much time with her as he can.
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ABOUT PRIMAL INSTINCT

We have risen from the ashes. For too long, our tarnished souls and ebony hearts have been denounced by the haughty clans. Vera E'tani revised the definition of what it means to be a cat of Primal Instinct. Now, no one is safe.
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GUCCI [Written by XXsunlight] Hunter
Gucci is a tom who knows what he wants from life. A descendant of Vera, and son of Daedric and Arete, Gucci grew up in a big litter with a fairly good family life. He didn't taste hardship as a kit and he has no desire to now. He's rather hedonistic, simply seeking out the easiest and more amusing paths in life. Work is a bore for him, words like 'duty' and 'responsibility' leaving a bad taste on his tongue. Gucci instead prefers play, sleep, food, and fun. He can be incredibly innovative and clever when it comes to getting what he wants, but it's a rare day when that skill is used for the good of anyone other than himself. He's a great conversationalist, and enjoys talking with other cats, but he easily rubs others the wrong way when they realize he wants nothing more than to lay around in the sun all day. He's an attractive tom, with a silver Bengal pelt and icy blue eyes, with a medium frame. He's neither fit nor fat, treading the middle ground of the easy life.


Altayr-chan [Written by xxsunlight] Youngling
Duality is a tricky thing, and when one is given to fits and tempers, it makes like a tad more complicated. Altayr was named after his supposed father, the Proxy Altaire, though he was really fathered by a Hunter named Hansel. He could not differ more from his namesake, who was cool and collected. While he shares Altaire's well-spoken and self-assured nature, he is far more impulsive and impatient. He's a smaller tom, and a little more spitfire than the average cat. Altayr knows what he wants and if he doesn't receive it upon request, he's prone to verbally degrading the people around him. It's caused more than one conflict in his family, among his five other siblings. This tom is beautiful and he knows it- with soft cream and cocoa fur in a Siamese coloring and captivating sapphire eyes, he uses his physical blessings to captivate the hearts of she-cats, though he doesn't quite care if he keeps them, or if he ends up with kits. Altayr has always felt his shortcomings in fighting and hunting keenly, and has a very temperamental personality, vain and hot-headed despite his charming and clever front.

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ADOPTION CENTER RULES
• There is a limit of three * adoptions a month (that is within 30 days time) so that others can have a chance to adopt
• Bios should have a NAME and 2+ sentences
• Give credit where credit is due for your cats bio, if you put your cat on your profile just include somewhere that your cat was adopted!
• You can spend points on extra things (see more below)
• All descriptions have been carefully screened for things such as god-moding, swear words, illegal names or anything else against Classic's rules. You have the right to change the descriptions to suit your desires BUT if you add things that go against Classic's rules, that becomes your responsibility and you will be warned.

*Subject to change as we get more active
POINT SYSTEM
+ 5 for adding a cat
+ 1 per sentence (maximum of 5 extra points)
+ 20 for playing the adopted cat in three (3) threads with five (5) or more posts being your own proof sent to lavellan
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+ 50 for getting 2 generations away from can you adopted proof sent to lavellan

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CLASSIC'S ADOPTION CENTER

Whether you're an experienced roleplayer or a new member the adoption center is here for you. There are bios specific to certain clans and then there are general bios for any group or clan. There are also families in case you and some friends want to adopt a family together.

All cat bios should follow classics rules and be aware edits might be made to the bio if a situation calls for it. Though the chances are slim that edits will need to be made.

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