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TWIST roleplayed by blue || i think either PEACEKEEPER or MAVERICK, whichever would make more sense (though if both could make sense, i’d prefer peacekeeper)
Once, long ago, she was a cat of fear. Some may recognize that, remember that edge of terror that used to always haunt the undersized, scruffy, ruddy-brown figure that lingered at the edges of Clan life, half the time easy to miss but for the marks of white blazing from her muzzle up and crossing her throat and chest down; that kept off-white paws treading lightly; that kept sharp orange eyes always watching, always cautious and alert. She was born into fear, her own mother fearful and paranoid. She grew up in fear, internalizing that same mother’s fears and more as her own. She lived in fear, rising in a Clan that would end her life for the mistakes of her past. And then she escaped fear. Or at least, she thought she did. She was born to SunClan, still a kit when she began to betray the secrets of her birth Clan to DayClan’s surveillance team and barely an apprentice when she was regardless chosen by the God that came to rule over her Clan to become a Janus. Knower of all secrets and the future of the Clan’s leadership. She made bargains with a monster, the leader of her Clan, to spare her earlier life of betrayal. She became a master of masks, both to hide the truth from her Clan as well as to hide it from herself. She had to smother out whatever was her in order to survive, but one cat kept that last light from dying. As she was buried alive in a grave of her own creation, one cat helped dig her back out. A cat who wouldn’t give up on her. And she fled to DayClan to follow that cat, to follow Glowstar who had always seen the kit she once knew despite the monster SunClan forced her to become. And she thought she was safe. But nothing ever lasts for her. Her paws and soul were stained far too black and her mind refused to let go of the last threads of her damaging past. And so she fled again. She wandered far from her past, leaving and thinking she would never look back. But of course she did. She couldn’t help herself. And so, after moons passed and her journeys carried her far from Clan borders; far from her birthplace that could kill her if given the chance, she came back. She’s not entirely sure why. Her best guess is that she returned for the cat that never gave up. But there was no guarantee even Glowstar still lived after she disappeared for as long as she did. Maybe she hoped SunClan was spared from the monster-God that ruled over it. Perhaps she believed the tyrant who held her under her claws for much of her life was finally gone. Regardless of the reason, she has returned with a new name and a hope for a new start. She has learned independence from her time alone, and her fears have long been forgotten in the moons alone. But she’s lost her skill with a mask, and the longer she spends among the Clans the more her doubts and misgivings seem to return. She is, after all, a creature born of and to fear. It’s always there, even if merely hidden under the surface. It never leaves her forever.
DIVINEKIT // FAVOR roleplayed by jadie || SOCIALITE She reminds you of a princess. Golden fur sweeps across her frame, gilded and bright with twin rivulets of white and rusted red that twist and coil down her legs and creep up the side of her neck, with mismatched eyes of honey amber and silvered copper. Her short fur shines in daylight and glows in moonlight, soaking in whatever source of illumination available and reflecting it back in a beautiful array of gold and red hues. She meets your gaze unflinchingly and, although her eyes are playful, her expression is glacial. It's a little unnerving but her words are kind and put you at ease. Divinefavor has always been described as an old soul. Even as a kit, she was neat and tidy, polite, quick to offer assistance, eager to join the conversation but not in an overbearing way. While this she-cat does not particularly stand out as a Warrior, she never disappoints, always giving whatever she is working on her full attention. Her efforts do not go unnoticed and the Clan regards her as a great help; however, something about Divinefavor is... off. She rarely smiles. Never purrs. She doesn't avoid touch but she also doesn't seek it. Sometimes the things she says can be rather heartless without that being her intention. And when she's set off, boy, you had better watch out, for this she-cat can be positively nasty. She delivers her insults with sweet, seething rage that is nearly the same tone she would use to offer a compliment. Because of this, many cats often feel compelled to ask her "Are you okay?" or "Is something bugging you?" when in fact she's in a pleasant state of mind. Divinefavor is quick to be dismissive in her response but those questions bother her. Image is important to this she-cat and she believes herself more candid than she actually is. Mate: None || Kits: None Picture Link of Cat: Link Feathers: I will decide later after I have role-played her a bit more
MILKYDROP roleplayed by creativefyre || MAVERICK CLASS A slender cream and peach coloured tomcat. Cream white fur on his chest, underbelly, paws and tail. As well as a white spot on the bridge of his nose. The rest of his body is a peach with light orange tabby markings. A pair of crystal blue eyes are large and innocent. Milkydrop is a very cheeky and playful cat who loves to pull pranks. He loves to chat and make's friends easily. Milkydrop loves socializing and can become quite depressed when he isn't allowed to talk. A fairly well rounded Warrior, Milkydrop is neither terrible or great at either hunting or fighting. When it comes to skills, Milkydrop doesn't really have much outside of doing his best to make a cat laugh. One of Milkydrop's favorite tricks is to hide in a tree and drop down to spook an unsuspecting cat. Milkydrop was born in DayClan, his parents where late in their moons when they had him. Milkydrop was the only surviving kit of his parent's only litter. His parents died before Milkydrop earned his Warrior name. One of Milkydrop's greatest desires is to make his parents proud, and make sure their legacy lives on. none || none Picture Link of Cat: www.google.ca/search?q=cream+cat&sxsrf=ALeKk03a1EH6w5xKZDDHjmemwJz8imiYZg:1585164378139&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjqoa29rbboAhXNv54KHbpgARIQ_AUoAXoECBEQAw&biw=1161&bih=1077#imgrc=yXGwtQyWF_tjqM Optional: Humour & Innocence
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TWIGNOSE roleplayed by creativefyre || MAVERICK CLASS Oranges, whites, browns and black make Twignose look like autumn leaves. A brown tabby she-cat with hints of orange. She has white spots on her muzzle, tail and paws. A pair of stunning hazel eyes. Twignose is a calm and gentle figure with a soft voice. Not one to get angry or raise her voice, Twignose has a very high tolerance for certain things. She has a great deal of patience towards other cats, especially the old or young. But watch out if her fur ever does ruffle, as Twignose is not afraid to put a misbehaving feline in their place. A decent hunter and fighter, Twignose is capable of pulling her weight. Though one thing Twignose does have is a very keen nose. Twignose was not born in DayClan, but she was raised. She doesn't know who her birth parents are, but what she does know was the the Queens did their best in raising her. Twignose doesn't have any know family members. none || none Picture Link of Cat: www.google.ca/search?q=brown+tabby+cat&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiA4eK-rbboAhVEBTQIHYnUBqYQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=brown+tabby&gs_l=img.1.0.0i67l2j0l8.35218.36865..38373...0.0..0.50.489.11......0....1..gws-wiz-img.......35i39.srvMy2h95jQ&ei=XbB7XsC-BsSK0PEPiambsAo&bih=1077&biw=1161#imgrc=b_YxzvrDX3f6jM&imgdii=Tx5MakbsuAf8nM Optional: Grace & Compassion
MOLTENKIT // MIDNIGHT roleplayed by jadie Darkness consumes his golden lithe form with molten hot black stripes and solstice spots pouring down his wiry frame. He is tall and long legged, carrying much of his strength in the speed of his paws. This bengal tom has the cute face of a kittypet complete with sweet kiwi eyes and marshmallow muzzle, but the fierce bloodline and strength of the violent and mysterious Pravus Nocte cats. His voice is smoother than satin with a rich thunderous rumble that sends shivers down the backs of any cat he comes across out of romantic chills or terrified tremors. Moltenmidnight is able to breeze by life easily, he carries Fuzzyheart’s strength and Peachblush’s demure charm that most cats find him very likable. However, he feels easily threatened when there’s a tom cuter and more charming than him and isn’t against finding darker means to dispose of the competition. Half the time Peachblush’s side slips in, though, and he ends up befriending anyone who he once despised even though he secretly will still feel intimidated by them. He is truly a force to be reckoned with in battle and displays a general lack of remorse toward his opponents, staying true to his old Pravian blood. That being said, he has a lot of soft spots - flower gardens, baby bunnies and rainbows, to name a few - and can often be found indulging them in private. Moltenmidnight gets very embarrassed when caught showing his soft side and will lash out at any cat who finds out he's not quite as minacious as he would like to be. Mate: None || Kits: None Picture Link of Cat: Link *yes I expertly removed the collar >:3 Feathers: War & I'll decide the other one eventually
VOLCANICKIT // KISS roleplayed by phantom || PEACEKEEPER She’s the outsider of the family and the runt. Volcanickiss doesn’t resemble any of her family, instead having a tortoiseshell complexion that she often finds to be ugly and undesirable. She’s not especially skilled, pretty, or has an interesting personality, which makes her feel worthless despite Peachblush and Fuzzyheart’s best attempts to be supportive. However finds worth in following in her surrogate mother's paw steps by providing the clan with kits. She becomes a mother by the time she’s an apprentice and thoroughly enjoys caring for kits. She’s willing to take flings or meaningful romances, but often simply enjoys motherhood and looking after little ones. During her time as an apprentice she is injured by another cat and looses her eye very similarly to how her father lost his eye at that age. None || None
LEMONBURST roleplayed by komiharu || MAVERICK A pale ginger tom, almost yellow, with even paler green eyes. From FallClan, to SpringClan, back to FallClan, then becoming a loner, and then for some reason DayClan, Lemonburst’s time in the forest has been a rollercoaster of emotions, relations, and poor decisions. With a prominent brow and hard-set jaw, he isn’t exactly the most approachable-looking cat in the Clan, and his cold, taciturn manner does nothing to dispel that sentiment. He doesn’t care for small talk or idle conversation and will often shoot cats down if he feels they’re just looking for a chat, but he’s always willing to lend a paw when someone has an actual job for him to complete; asking how his day was will net you nothing more than a baleful stare, but ask for help clearing a pack of dogs from the territory and he’ll be up on his paws in no time. Like most hot-blooded, daring warriors such as he, Lemonburst’s solution to most problems is to resort to unthinkable violence, and prefers to punch, claw, kick and headbutt his way through life as much as possible. This approach stems largely from his poor social skills; historically, Lemonburst’s attempts to patch things over with his words have gone badly, as if whatever entity that created him put all his stat points into Strength and none into Charisma. After the death of his matr Foxheart, Lemonburst had trouble controlling his temper, and re-joining a Clan again is his (totally not maladaptive) method of seeking help. Though most would not know it, Lemonburst adores kits. Unfortunately, most kits are scared of him and avoid him like the plague – but hey, so do most other cats, anyway. He is the brother of former SpringClan leader and Absum Lux Heda Peachblush, though their relationship has been rocky ever since that fateful day when Lemonburst accidentally fell in love with his brother’s apprentice. None || None Picture Link of Cat: i.imgur.com/sXdzRgY.jpg it might be kinda small but uhhh...we'll see Feathers: do maverick class cats get feathers? if so, stability & time, and if not, then none xD
BUBBLEKIT // GLEAM roleplayed by komiharu || PEACEKEEPER A lanky, bright bengal she-cat with rounded, pale blue eyes. In constant unspoken competition with her siblings, Bubblegleam's main goal in life is securing more name recognition, and she won't let herself rest until her name is known across the entire forest - whether it's fame or infamy that she gains is left to be seen. Sticks her nose into other people's business more than she probably should. None || None Picture Link of Cat: i.imgur.com/HTWNeHk.jpg Feathers: protection
BADGERPOUNCE roleplayed by disasterB || Peacekeeper
Small, bullheaded, and proud, Badgerpounce is the literal definition of big things coming in little packages. This warrior will never back down from a challenge, even if it means risking her life. This is applied nowhere stronger than in loyalty to her Clan. Laying down her life for her fellow warriors is something she doesn't even need to think twice about, as she knows many of her Clan-mates would do the same. Probably. Badgerpounce also comes equipped with a very sharp tongue; getting on her bad side will earn you the verbal lashing of your life, and she doesn't hold back for anyone aside from Dayclan's leader. What she believes to be right is right, and this usually means standing up for those she believes are receiving a hard time for no just reason. And occasionally, she'll go against direct orders if she doesn't believe they're right, or if she thinks she has a plan that will work better. This has absolutely gotten her into trouble. Badgerpounce is certainly a ball of fire that can pack a heavy punch, both with her words and paws, despite her size.
Mate || N/A, open if you think your character can deal with her
Picture Link of Cat || I don't have a link yet, as I plan on sketching her when I get the chance. But to give a quick summary, she's small. Her pelt is strikingly close to the white and black pattern of a badger, and her eyes are a deep fiery amber. She also has a stumpy tail.
Feathers: Bravery and Justice, fastened behind her ears due to her bobbed tail.
COPPERHEADKIT / FANG roleplayed by Owletcall Copperheadfang is an extremely troublesome when it comes to his Clan. He is beyond loyal and that loyalty often gets him into trouble. While some cats turn the other cheek or simply walk away, Copperheadfang, will lash out and exact revenge on anyone who hurts his Clan. This causes his clan-mates to intervene and draw him away from situations, that would cause him to severely hurt or even kill another cat. Due to being a troublesome cat, most who know him think of him as evil and overly protective. Though he truly isn't evil, it's a trait that was given to him by the other clans. He is deemed a troublemaker, only because he wants what is best for the Clan he is willing to go through anything, crossing territories, kidnapping or even hurting, to get what he wants, which is to secure his home and Clan by any means. He isn't all that bad, he does have an adventurous side but is rarely seen underneath his bad-boy rep. Copperheadfang was born into DayClan on March/1/2020, to Gloomyface, Mother and Hardfrost, Father. His mother and he had a great relationship until she was found dead, in a two-leg trap. His Father and he never had a great relationship, after his Mother died, Hardfrost, ignored him as he grew up, began to pick fights and abuse him physically and mentally. Copperheadfang is a tabby tom with A rich dark black coat that appears chocolate brown in sunlight with dark black stripes, blending into the brown. He has medium length fur that is always sleek. His fur is slightly fluffy. His body is graceful and muscled body build, his tail is average, slightly fluffy and Soft. His eyes are bright yellow and look like mini suns or like a pair of flashlights in the dark. Copperheadfang isn't sure what love is and isn't sure he wants it. He isn't sure if any she-cat would want him to be her mate and father kits for her, but that will happen when and if it does. He is a strong believer in the Dark Forest and often visits and trains there when he sleeps. He has a very selective mindset toward prey. He lives Koi Fish, Chipmunks, and Mice, but prefer Chipmunks the most. None || None Picture Link of Cat: th00.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2013/002/a/b/angry_cat_by_brijome-d5q5mju.jpg
Just a heads up though, I only put up real life images of cats just to keep everything consistent, but I did give Badgerpounce the default paw image, which some members prefer to have than images ^-^
Just a heads up though, I only put up real life images of cats just to keep everything consistent, but I did give Badgerpounce the default paw image, which some members prefer to have than images ^-^
Yeah that'll probably be best since I can't find any cats with the exact pelt pattern lol
FAIRYKIT [garden] roleplayed by Turtlenoir || Either Socialite or Peacekeeper you can pick. A tiny, dark bengal she-cat with rounded cobalt eyes. The youngest(?) of her admittedly large litter, Fairygarden has an otherworldly, ethereal aura to her, moving through the world like a ghost. Easily upset and always at least fifty-percent stressed out, she views the outside world—and sometimes the inside world—through a lens of anxiety and faint disgust. To de-stress, she retreats to her own little corner of DayClan territory which she calls her ‘garden’, which is coincidentally the same small patch of land her Clanmates have dubbed ‘the bit of grass with all the ugly-looking flowers’. Her family, especially Peachblush, are somewhat concerned about Fairygarden’s fixation with bizarre horticulture, but she usually makes it back to camp in time for dinner. When she’s not tending to her garden and avoiding her responsibilities, one can usually find her sitting near one of DayClan’s borders, daydreaming about all the different flowers that must be growing around the world. None || None Picture Link of Cat: imgur.com/l9tbZpB Optional: Friendship and Inspiration
SEPIASHADOW roleplayed by Turtlenoir || Peacekeeper class? A former kittypet that went by the name Adele. She is one of the first of her kind a domesticated Serval bred down to the size of the common house cat. Even though she is smaller than most Servals she does carry some of the similar common traits. Her fur is a soft golden honey with ginger stripes and spots. She has long legs and large ears like most Servals as well as a tail that is shorter than most domesticated cats. She is among the firsts of her kind and was given to Crookedsmile as his house cat. She was his prized possession and was not imprisoned in cages like the other cats, but is trapped in his house. She has always dreamt of freeing the other cats, but simply doesn't know how to. She's typically very selfless, but can be uptight when it comes to walking on grass too long and getting her fur wet. She's not used to clan life and doesn't like the idea of it, however she hates the idea of returning home to Crookedsmile more. She is stuck wearing the collar that Crookedsmile had given to her due to it being made of metal and has fears that one day he'll come back looking for her.
RACINGKIT/hawk roleplayed by o.wl.s Racinghawk wasn't named until he was around 3 moons old, due to his parents, Tallweed, his Father and Rushbreeze, his Mother, being unable to name him on his birthday, January 17, 2020. 3 moons later as he was walking and running around they decided to name him Racing, due to his long legs. Not long after his parents gave him his name, they died. His mother died from being hit by a monster who lost control and hit her as it was going through the wheat field as she was hunting prey, and his father died from a lung disease he had been struggling with for the last few moons. Until Racinghawk becomes an apprentice he is watched over by the Clan Queens. Racinghawk, is an outgoing fun tom to be around. He is considerate towards other cats' feelings and needs. He tries to help with chores, even as a kit, picking up sticks or helping the apprentice or medicine cats clean the dens. He loves to run and you can see him running around the outline of the camp at full speed, trying to outrun an invisible or a physical cat. Racinghawk as he becomes an apprentice and later a warrior becomes known for his speed and his excellent hawk-like vision, which gives him his suffix name, hawk when he becomes a warrior. He has no real want to have kits or a mate in the future because all he wants to do is serve as a warrior for his clan, but if it happens, it happens. He is loyal to his Clan and StarClan and obeys the Warrior Code in everything he does. When he kills prey, he thanks it for giving its life and then thanks StarClan for giving him the prey before he buries it or brings it home. He is a very religious cat and it shows in everything he does. Racinghawk is a DayClan-born tom with tan-wheat- like fur and darker black-ish stripes and bright green eyes. His body is lanky and slender, fit for running, his legs are long which helps him run long distances. Picture Link of Cat: i.pinimg.com/564x/12/2a/13/122a1316a84e5fd09a5c6e48320908cd.jpg Optional: Speed and loyalty
PANTHERKIT/fang roleplayed by o.w.l.s Pantherfang is all around black cat with yellow eyes. His body is lithe and slender. He looks like a small panther to Twoleg's which gave him his name Panther. His Mother, Blackbird, a captured she-cat born in DayClan, wanted him to have a Clan life and devised a plan to get herself and her son out of the Two-leg Place. So one night 10 days after he was born, took him and his little sister, Leopard, who became Leopardtooth, towards DayClan to be raised in the Clan. Once in the territory, they were attacked by a pack of dogs and their mother was killed. However, thanks to a patrol of warrior's the young kits lived and the pack was driven out. Panther and Leopard became members of their Clan and soon would find their father. They would soon become apprentices and later become warrior's known as Patherfang and Leopardtooth. While Patherfang is the ever rule obey-er, his sister is the complete opposite, making them butt heads all the time. While Patherfang is waiting for true love, his sister is well the complete opposite. Pantherfang is someone everyone can rely on, he is mature, even as a kit and throughout him growing up, he behaved himself and never caused trouble, in fact, he would try to stop trouble from brewing, mostly headed by his sister. Never the less, he is the eyes and ears of the Queens and later the leader and deputy. He works hard to provide for his home and Clan, following all rules and orders no matter what. He is asked to mentor and train the young, he is asked to attend meets and asked to give advice at times. He volunteers to do dangerous tasks that most wouldn't do, but he is happy to do it. He is willing to lay his life and health down for the sake of keeping his Clan safe, no matter the cost. He hopes to meet his Father someday, whoever he may be. Picture Link of Cat: i.pinimg.com/736x/e3/5f/73/e35f73e7ceb86bdb4936cddb6e907079--bombay-cat-baby-cats.jpg Optional: Protection and loyalty
Voidedmemories || Peacekeeper There are seven scientifically recognized ways of forgetting information. The first one is humiliated silence. This is when a memory is so overwhelmingly humiliating that the memory is repressed. The second type is planned obsolescence. This is the process of purposely forgetting a memory. The third and most known type is amnesia, which is when a head injury causes a loss of known information. The most rare type of forgetting is the formation of a new identity. Identities, or personalities, can cause forgetting of memories when the other identity is in control. The fifth type is prescriptive forgetting. This method is sometimes used by psychiatrists to help the patient forget a traumatic experience through medication. The sixth and most unknown is annulment, followed by repressive erasure, or repressing and forgetting. Psychologists don't take note of the eighth way of forgetting, because they don't want to believe such a thing can exist. Memoriam Vacuata, or Voided Memories. This is when someone causes another to forget memories on purpose. This phenomenon is the reason that VoidedMemories can't remember anything before she joined dayclan. She has no knowledge of her background, though she doesn't need it anyways. Her pure black pelt and toxic green eyes are enough to tell her that she didn't come from a kind background. The dark thoughts that fill her head only further prove this. Despite these overwhelming thoughts, she is cooperative to those in higher power, telling her that wherever she came from, there was an unrelenting hierarchy. Even though she doesn't know her past, VoidedMemories is determined to make the best of her future. MATE: None? || KITS: Chaotickit, Cloudedkit, Cryptickit, Hostilekit, Toxickit FEATHER: Loyalty, Survival
SOOTPAW/HEART roleplayed by cookie || social class assigned Unlike her skittish brother, Sootpaw isn't afraid of anything. She feels like the world is out to get her and doesn't find it easy to trust anyone. Sootpaw's tendency to get defensive and lash out makes it hard for others to get close to her. When her mother left the clan one day and never came back, Sootpaw felt abandoned. She didn't want anything to do with her brother because his dark fur reminded her of her mother. Sootpaw takes out her aggression in her training practice, so she picks up quickly on fighting moves and is quickly becoming a fearsome cat to fight. The combination of her skills and her anger issues make her dangerous, but they can also get in the way of winning when she lets her emotions overwhelm her. Sootpaw is afraid to get close to another cat, and she doesn't feel like she truly belongs in the clan. Picture of Cat Optional: Survival & Victory
SMOKEPAW/TICK roleplayed by cookie || social class assigned Dark with white smoking up his chest, Smokepaw doesn't blends into the shadows as well as blends into the background. Smokepaw is shy and timid, and many would even go as far as to call him a scaredy-cat. Fighting makes him nervous and he wouldn't even argue with someone he thought was wrong. Smokepaw's nature can't be attributed to his genetics. His mother and sister are fearsome and bold. Maybe it was because he felt abandoned in Dayclan all alone or maybe he was just born that way. However, Smokepaw is trusting. When a cat shows that they want to be his friend, he latches on like a leech and becomes annoyingly needy. He doesn't talk with his sister after she made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with him, but his heart is aching for a close companion now that he is alone. Picture of Cat Optional: Luck & Health
