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CURSEDFANG
roleplayed by zuno
He’s the the shadow that goes bump in the night, the monster under your bed that mother warned you about, the creature in your closet that haunts your dreams. A tall silver tom with muscles that mask his quite scrawny body, gleaming silver pelt with the faintest of tabby markings, piercing golden eyes to wrap anyone into his mistakes. He wears his his feathers weaved around his long tail. Mysterious can only go so far trying to describe the tom, only being one quarter of his description. Quiet is another, having a permanent squint in his eyes from calculating his surroundings and next moves. He speaks only when spoken to, never being one to initiate anything other than a fight. Calculating and meticulous in the way that he moves and thinks, never second guessing himself. He’s got enough mistakes to go into his next few lifetimes or pass around to the whole Clan- yet, if you asked him, he’d be as cocky as ever; calling you out on your bluff while raising his own further. His story is a book that never ends; life to him is just a prolonged chapter that is yet to be written, as life never really ends if your legacy lives on forever. And that’s exactly how he likes it.
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feathers: survival and time

ASTRIDFLARE
roleplayed by Astrid

A cat well known for her forward nature and empathic heart. Astridflare is a born and raised SunClan warrior. She was like any well rounded kit. She played with her siblings and nursed on her mother. She looked up to the power in her fathers stride and her eyes glittered with stars when she watched Glowstar lead her clan. Astrid simply wanted to be the best she could be. Every limit or goal set before her she strove to achieve. Then surpass. While it took her moons to become the warrior she is today she takes no special pride. She owes the strength in her claws to her clan. Astrid values her clans diverse nature but she feels its borders could be a bit more secure. Glowstar's extensive background allowing her a sense of understanding of the bordering foe's and her wondering heart. Astrid was raised in a family of several continuous generations of SunClan blood. When threats of being taken over became a reality her family did not stray from its solidly foundational roots. Astrid is passionate and willful. although if you look closely, you can star's fall in her water blue eyes. She is a dreamer at heart and sees the future in her desires to create a world where she could rule as queen of a nation. But she would never dare speak these kit like dreams allowed. She values the power in leadership. The constant balance of Justice and Mercy. Thus the feathers she chooses to bare bound behind her right ear where a can who faces her can see her values. Justice and Mercy. Which side will you fall to? Astridflare is a medium lean short haired she-cat. Her pelt a bright summer ginger her muzzle, chest, belly, and paws white without flaws.

Mate None || Kits None
Warrior
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Optional: Justice & Mercy

MAYAKIT / CROWN
roleplayed by uniqcrim
A fluffy white she-cat with pale blue eyes and small ears similar to her mother’s. Her parents are Flyingcolors and Blankpiece. She is twin to Indigostalk and her littermates are Candyapple, Orangespice, Fireflyglow, Electricgreen, and Ultraviolet.
kit
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ASTUR
roleplayed by uniqcrim
A beautiful long furred russet red she-cat with dazzling green eyes. She was born and raised a loner but fell in love with a Dayclan tom named Russetdawn. He was killed by Foxstar in a Sunclan initiation, however, so she joined Dayclan with their kits Peachkit, Samarakit, Pomekit, and Hesperidiumkit.
No Mate || Kits are Peachkit, Samarakit, Pomekit, Hesperidiumkit
Queen
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Feathers: Beauty, Revenge

PEACHKIT / FUZZ
roleplayed by uniqcrim
Tom with short pale red fur, a dark red bushy tail, and watchful amber eyes. He is a shy goofball who struggles in large groups of cats he does not know but thrives in small groups of cats he knows well.
Kit
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RPed by Delilah33
Biography- Palefrost is a white she-cat, her pelt a blanket of soft snow obstructed only by pale creamy orange on her right ear and all her paws except her back right; although her pelt is short it has held onto its soft texture. Her eyes are nothing special, pools of green with a slight yellow tint to them. Palefrost a simple she-cat, dedicated wholeheartedly to her clan and her kits. The white she-cat above all else wishes to see the survival of her clan and kin, she does not like fighting but will battle tooth and claw when she needs to. Palefrost overall is gentle , she enjoys caring for the young cats in Dayclan; with her duties done she often spent most of her free time around the nursery with the kits and queens always happy to be near the newest members of her clan. When Palefrost realized she was expecting kits of her own part of her had been scared, she started to let the excitement of the situation seep in but not one did her fear completely dissipate. Palefrost does not have a mate and decided it best to keep the name of her kits father to herself. She had once thought she loved the tom, but reality soon hit her hard when he had taken another she-cat as his mate. The heartache that gripped her though was nothing compared to the pain she felt when she found out that the tom had been killed, however angry and sad she had been to find out he had never loved her the way she did him she still loved him and his death brought to her a new wave of emotion. Palefrost will never reveal to her kits who their father was and has been lucky enough that her clan respects her enough not to pry. Palefrosts three kits are Antkit, Spiderkit, and Crowkit, she knows the two toms are protective of their sister and it pleases her how much they care about her well-being. Palefrost is unaware though of what truly happens between her kits, seeing only what a mother would and that is their love for one another.
No mate//kits- Antkit, Spiderkit, Crowkit
Rank- Queen
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Feathers- Loyalty and Protection

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Antkit//Antheart
RPed by Delilah33
Biography- Antkit is a petite she-cat of multiple shades of reddish/brown, black and white. Her small body is covered mostly in a vibrant brown that has a reddish hue to it though as the fur travels to her legs it becomes darker drown. Her head and face fade from being black at the center between her nose and eyes to a darker brown that runs along the back of her neck allowing her thin white whiskers to pop again the darkness, Antkits ears, although colored like dirt are rimmed with a thin line of black. Aside from her earthy shades the she-cat has a small white patch at the top of her chest that flows up in a thin strip covering her chin, if you follow down the length of the she-cats right hind leg you will notice her paw is covered in a delicate white breaking away sharply from the brown of her leg as if she had dipped her paw into a snowy drift. Her eyes are blue, ringed with a green outer shell. Antkit is the smallest of her littermates matching her personality almost too well, she is unconfrontational trying with all her might to avoid being the center of attention. Her shy and timid nature is not blessing though, she has learned to live with it, but it has come at a great cost to her. Antkit has two brothers, Spiderkit and Crowkit and although she is closer to Crowkit her fear of Spiderkit keeps her at his side. She knows both toms care about her and each shows it differently, while Crowkit is sweet and understanding Spiderkit is harsh and controlling; she loves them both, they are her kin after all but she often wonders what her life would be like without her overbearing brother, Spiderkit. Antkit is perceived as naïve and she must admit that she is on the gullible side, she is too frightened to argue with Spiderkit and in turn follows his demands without question. Antkit knows that Crowkit is worried for her and try as she might to reassure him, she knows it is in vain, for as long as Spiderkit is there she will never truly lead a happy life unless she stands up for herself. The soft voiced she-cat has many life lessons to learn, her confidence nothing to be proud of and her will to be free among her clan nothing more than a speck floating through the wind just out of her grasp. One day perhaps the small she-cat will find her voice and her strength but until then she remains a prisoner to her kin, finding only fleeting moments of relief from the harsh gaze of her dark brother. Antkits innocence makes it easy for most cats to take advantage of her, but it is also cause for some to take extra care of her even when she has no knowledge of needing it.
No mate//No kits
Rank- kit
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Feathers- Innocence and Time

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Spiderkit//Spiderfang
RPed by (Needs a RPer)
Biography- Spiderkit is a lean jet-black tom with rather long dark whiskers, he has a small barley visible spot of white on his chest; aside from that he nothing more than a shadow. His eyes although pale are deep pools, they shine a light yellow/amber. Spiderkit is a tom not many understand, his fierce and controlling nature more times than not push cats further from him, but he doesn’t mind; he needs no cats approval. Spiderkit along with his controlling habits is a perfectionist, everything must go exactly as planned and if it doesn’t the tom does not hide his hot temper. The tom must always be in control, he thinks he knows best and that if he remains above the others that nothing will ever go wrong. Spiderkit is nothing like his littermates Antkit and Crowkit, he believes he is the strongest and the smartest and has taken it upon himself to keep the other two safe in his own fearsome way. The two brothers do not get along, their personalities clashing and their beliefs in what is right wavering on different ends of the world it seems like. Spiderkit is what most would call a bully, not only to his clanmates but to his kin as well; Crowkit ignores Spiderkit for the most part but their sister Antkit is a different story. Both Spiderkit and his brother know how timid, and naïve Antkit is and because of this Spiderkit believes that his sister is unable to care for herself, he knows his connection with her is not as strong as the one she and Crowkit share but the fear he has instilled in her keeps the she-cat at his side for the most part. Spiderkit does not care that his sister is frightened of him, it is the best way to keep her close and to ensure she will never leave his side; her happiness is no concern to him.
No mate//No kits
Rank- Kit
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Feathers- Control and Perfection

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Crowkit//Crowtalon
RPed by (Needs a RPer)
Biography- With a pelt almost identical to his brothers it is often difficult to separate the two from a distance, Jet-black ebony fur covers the length of Crowkit undisturbed by any light. His bright amber eyes are distinct to him, like a leaf changing color for the first time, not pale like Spiderkits they are sharp. Crowkit is a caring tom, he is understanding and is always ready to listen before he acts. He believes that every cat must earn respect from the clan, not demand it and expect it to be given freely, and that is just what he does. Crowkit has the heart of a warrior and strives to gain strength both physically and mentally, he will always continue to grow and learn. Crowkit may look almost exactly like his brother but the two of them couldn’t be any more different, they have only one thing in common and that is their love for their sister Antkit although Crowkit is not sure he would call what Spiderkit shows is love. Crowkit despises his brother, but even so he would never wish to see Spiderkit hurt or dead. The tom simply ignores Spiderkit as best he can only interfering when Antkit is involved, he and his sister have a strong connection as kin but try as he might he can never seem to free his dear sister from their brothers grasped; her timid nature giving her no will to fight back against her kin and her fear too strong to ignore. Crowkit knows he must always keeps his eyes open for the day that he must break his sisters tether to Spiderkit but he wants it to be a choice she makes herself, until she comes to him for help he must simply watch in dismay and be there to comfort the she-cat as best he can.
No mate//No kits
Rank- kit
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Feathers- Growth and Strength
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Both Spiderkit and Crowkit still need RPers

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BOBBIE
roleplayed by fox
A huge, chubby she-cat with white, feathery fur, ginger tabby patches, small ears, and big chestnut eyes rimmed with gentle, smoky black. Everything about her is like a cloud — soft, and squishy, and as easy as anything to melt into; you could get lost for hours in her fur, with her deep, rumbling purr and warm skin and that sweet, flowery smell. All the other parts are eccentric, to put it nicely, and a little odd, to put it truthfully — she often sings to herself very softly, songs with made-up words and fantastical stories and lilting rhythms; she mumbles under her breath, and drifts off mid-sentence to chase airy thoughts inside her head; she loves fresh fruit and ghost stories and making others feel loved; she has a passion for gardening and knows all the meanings of all the flowers she's ever seen, whiling away hours in meadows and forests while the sun slips by, unnoticed and forgotten, and sometimes bringing back the loveliest ones for any she-cat that she wants to make feel pretty; she believes in faeries and folktales and often leaves little offerings and gifts to the unseen creatures lurking on the edge of this world. She loves to go on adventures and feel gloomy purely for the romantic aesthetic of it — and she lives for the aesthetic of falling in love with your friend and dying young in a dark, haunted, overgrown mansion garden whilst the devil looks on, of murder and lost childhood friends, of graveyards and dead roses and dust, of darkness and dancing unobtainable joy, of wistful love and dying unfulfilled before one's time. There's really nothing lovelier, she thinks, than wasted time and youth lost to trauma — and a sick little part of her yearns to inflict it on someone, or to have it afflicted upon her, just for the adventure of it all, with soft, dreamy sighs and far-away eyes and gentle smiles. In truth, she's really quite cheerful, all confident, un-self-conscious warmth and kindness and forgetful, drifting love. She knows who she is and she doesn't mind at all what anyone else might say.
MATE: n/a || KITS: n/a
Warrior


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feathers: freedom, miracle

I've taken over playing Spiderkit (fang) in Palefrost's litter

Spiderkit//Spiderfang
RPed by Ghost
Biography- Like a shadow in the night, Spiderfang is a slim, jet black tom with only the slightest spot of white on his chest. His short fur is always pristinly groomed and his pale amber eyes are always hardened by some emotion that no one can quite decipher. He isn’t a tom that many are able to read, and his face hardly ever displays how he is feeling. The only time you can count on him expressing true emotion, is when he is with his littermates, or when he is angry. He has quite an issue with his temper and can oftentimes explode though he is extremely uncomfortable by the thought of not being in control of his actions. He has a plan for how everything should go, and if by any chance something may stray from his plot, he will be quick to express that it’s wrong. He isn’t afraid to call others out when they are doing the wrong thing or going against what he believes should be done. Spiderfang has intense difficulty with perceiving other’s opinions and believes his to be the most important, to him the thoughts of others aren’t relevant. He would like to think that he has a good relationship with his littermates, though he will admit that they are very different from him. They may not see the relationship as good, and in fact they may deeply dislike Spiderfang, but in Spiderfang’s eyes he believes it is a good relationship as long as he can exert his control. He has trouble telling Crowtalon what to do, and the two tend to clash on a regular basis. Despite the relationship with his brother being on the rocks, Spiderfang feels as though he is very close to his sister, Antheart. He is fiercely protective of her and knows that because of her naïve nature that he can easily manipulate her with fear. He believes that it is worth instilling the fear into her as long as she continues to listen to him. Spiderfang has a fear deep down of abandonment by his littermates, and though he would never admit it, this is the reason why he won’t let his sister stray from his side. It is purely for a selfish reason that he keeps her close, because in the end he doesn’t hardly care about her feelings at all.
No mate//No kits
Rank- Kit
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Feathers- Control and Perfection

KASDEYA
roleplayed by xxsunlight
With a name of a demon, Kasdeya holds all the turmoil and complexity that one would expect from a fallen angel. The first thing that one notices about Kasdeya is her unique appearance- coating her wiry frame is a coat of cream fur, with a gray tail tip, one gray ear tip, and a gray semi-circle on her cheeks and underneath her chin. Her eyes are both brilliantly colored, one a fiery orange, and one a sapphire blue with a large brown birthmark. Tall, lean, and elegant, the way Kasdeya moves is elegant and bewitching. This she-cat was born in Primal Instinct to two parents who deserted, and were killed for it. Her younger sister was the runt of the litter, and was killed according to the laws of the time. Kasdeya grew up among Vera's reign, completely alone in the cutthroat League, and survived at great cost to her morality. A self-preservationist, warped to fit the black heart of the League, Kasdeya has a brittle outer shell. Most of her life was spent on the defensive, and she grew antagonistic, biting, brutal and clever as a result. Despite never knowing any other life, she eventually fled Primal Instinct and joined Dayclan. It was hardly an easy transition. Scarred from her time in the League, Kasdeya still struggles to make friends, preferring instead to trust herself rather than be hurt by others. She struggles with the ideals of Dayclan, not quite understanding true selflessness and kindness. Trained among League cats, Kasdeya is a fearsome opponent in battle, preferring to fight dirty and maim viciously. She remains somewhat untouchable- desperately craving affection while simultaneously not trusting anyone enough to let them close. She often feels she is undeserving of the second chance she's been given- she was hardly an innocent, honorable character when she left the League, and she feels like she isn't adapting well to Dayclan. Despite her touchiness, Kasdeya has found a sense of loyalty to her new clan, letting herself change bit by bit, and trust inch by inch.
Single | No Kits
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