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Dragonheart ✧ _frog_toast_ || Peacekeeper Biography A golden orange Abyssinian with a big heart. She has bright yellow eyes, She wears two feathers on her ear (a blue one and a black and white one) For some reason she always smelled like flowers and she is loved by everyone...but she may have a dark side nobody knows about. She actually has a very dark power that nobody in her clan knows about. She can get the shadows of anything and get them do her bidding for her. however doing so takes a lot of energy from her...this could lead to bad things if not careful.
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Optional:she values the friendship and survival feather the most
(I cant get it to bring me to the normal pic but shes the very last photo)
Post by Blood&MoonMikaelson on Jun 17, 2021 10:30:05 GMT -5
ECILIPSEKIT/SHELL ✧ bloodandmoonmikaelson || PEACEKEEPER With half a body black and the other half white, you would wonder what the Gods were thinking. Half good and half evil, the representation of an Eclipse moon, half white and half black in a blink? Who knows, all one knows is this cat, was born that way, which makes her unique. To contrast her half-ness of two colors, her eyes are one shade, dark green like forest green in Summer-time, when everything is in fullness. Elipsekit at the time was born in DayClan though her parents, Doveflight, her Mother and where each born into MoonClan and NightClan, but because they didn't want to separate, they decided to leave their Clans and join a Clan that would accept them. They decided to join DayClan. It is in DayClan that Eclipseshell was born, on May 24, 2021. Doveflight was happy to give birth to her daughter and upon seeing her half black and white fur, named her Eclipsekit. Not soon after her Mother died from blood-loss and her Father died on a patrol, fighting off a badger. Now orphaned, the Queens of DayClan take turns caring for her and raising her. By the time she became an apprentice, she was teased constantly for being half-clan and half black and white, half blessed and half cursed is what some say she is. She grew up with no friends and often ate alone. Due to being alone, she grew creative in her ways of having fun, often talking to herself and doing weird things with her body, just to entertain herself. She is vain, not letting her emotions show. She keeps the pain and suffering to herself, but deep down she just wishes for one cat to notice how beautiful she is and become her best friend, even for life.
Because she is half-Clan and not even of DayClan blood, she is proud of her heritage. Two Clans, with a long history and she was apart of it, even though she has not lived in either Clan, she is happy to be born to them. She will strive to uphold the laws of StarClan and the Warrior Code, and will obey her leader in everything. She is a thinker and will not hesitate to tell you her thoughts on something. She is very vain and thinks she is above everyone, in appearance, her abilities, and her own self-worth, thinking she is above everyone, because she is half-Clan. When she walks it's with her head up high and shoulder's back, giving the impression, that one should not mess with her. In the future, she hopes to find a mate and Mother kits, for DayClan. She hopes that she can find acceptance in a Clan she was not born too and find that DayClan is her home and the cats around her accept her, but for now, she is struggling to fit in, will she ever fit in, lets find out!
CARRIONDARE ✧ fox || MAVERICK CLASS A tall, long-legged she-cat with short pale fur, grey Siamese markings, manic, dark blue eyes, and a dusty grey-brown nose bridge. She was given her warrior name by Lucistic and will routinely switch between Eshek, Esh, Carriondare and Carrie with dizzying speed. In her first life, Eshek lived a hedonistic, whirlwind existence - torture, cruelty, screaming noise; benders that lasted nights at a time, mind lost to the herbal concoctions she and Funk would whip up for themselves. She was the one-hit starlet with mascara smeared down her cheeks and hair bleached so many times it was thin and cracking, the feral torturer off her face on sleepless nights and guilt and bad associations. She had grown up without a mother and that lack of guidance, of love, of stability haunted her all her life; so, she went off the rails. After she met her match in Funk, she settled down a little. They were a pair with chemistry off the charts - to onlookers it looked like they couldn't stand each other, like all they did was insult each other; in private, it was exactly that. They were made for each other - Esh beat Funk up, Funk took it, and somewhere in all that there was a love for the ages. By the time Esh was pregnant with his kits, by the time she had truly started to settle into her role as Proxy with her mate as Nemesis and the quiet life she had secretly yearned for since kithood finally within sight, she was almost happy. For the first time in her life, she wasn't only dreaming of being better like some guilty, impossible daydream - it was right there. She could be good. She was reaching for it, reaching out, so close... And then one cold spring morning, at the same time Doestar was crossing the earthen thunderpath in SummerClan, she went exploring on the mansion's roof. She was heavily pregnant, the kits would be born any day - what was one last, little adventure before the Proxy settled into the life of an insolent housewife? What was one final act of recklessness… The glass over the entry hall cracked; she only had time to look down; it shattered; she fell, silent and wide-eyed; a dangling rope caught her around the throat— Black. A split second later, she gasped to life in cold, empty marshland at dusk. Two years had passed - two years in which she was dead and buried. The life she had known was in ruins. Her mate was gone, her kits were gone, her position was gone. She wandered blindly, broken and numb. Eventually, she realised her paws had carried her to DayClan - and with it, the only cats she could think to go to. Now, living under a new name with her identity kept close to her chest, she faces the impossible choice: healing, which feels like betraying those she loved and the cat she used to be… or chaos. She used to be larger life. What is she supposed to be now?
EQUITYPAW truth ✧ pao || PEACKEEPER CLASS Life is not always easy or forgiving. It's a balancing act of good moments and awful ones. Now the question is how will you look at life? Can you find that balance? That peace with how the world works? Some cats do, but not all. Equitytruth is one that's come to accept life as it is, to take the good with the bad and the days in between. She is a pretty balanced she-cat, a normal one who flies under most others' radar. But not one. Doomseeker has always had a close eye on her, so to many, it shouldn't be a surprise when they finally get together. Now if only they knew the history of these two cats and the rest of their little messed-up family. Equitypaw was born a kittypet with her brother Sunnydazzle to their parents, Darling and Tim. Even as a kit, she suffered from seizures that would leave her weak and dazed afterward, but she lived on and found a balance to life even with them. Her parents and twolegs didn't know how long she has to live due to her frequent seizures, and for that reason, Equitytruth tries to live to her fullest and happiest self. Aside from her seizures and short life expectancy, the sibling's lives were pretty happy when they were younger, but then tragedy struck. A fire took their home, their parent's lives, and nearly took Equitytruth's as well. If it wasn't for Doomseeker stepping in and pulling her from under a falling, burning log, she wouldn't be alive today. It was that moment that made her realize there was something wrong with her, or at least the first time someone had realized it. She didn't merely freeze because of the trauma of the only home she'd ever known burning around her but for another reason. It happened many times after the fire, and so far only Doomseeker knows the truth and she hopes to keep it that way. Her own little secret. Equitytruth has Cataplexy and will suddenly experience muscle weakness and paralysis but remains conscious during these episodes. It's what happened during the fire as she stood there and watched the burning log begin to fall just above her. She was frozen in place, unable to move, and nearly died because of it. These episodes are rare for her to experience, but they do still happen. The brown and white tabby has made it a goal to keep it a secret from everyone but Doomseeker, who has frequently pointed these episodes out to her, because she wants to feel normal. She wants to act like it's not something she has to deal with, that she's normal. It's a constant fight with Doomseeker over her disability, but one she's willing to keep having with him each and every day if it means that no one will treat her differently. Her light green eyes light up with mirth and happiness at the mere thought of living life and she couldn't dare spoil that joy for anyone else for that reason. Sunnydazzle and her were kindly taken in by Fadingsights after the fire and for that she's grateful and will be forever indebted to the tom and his family. Sociable, fun-loving, and whimsical, Equitytruth is determined to live life to the fullest and be a normal cat. Life has it's up's and it's down's and she'll weather through them all with a smile. Her heart may long for the what if's of if her parents had survived the fire but the other part of her is merely grateful to be alive. So she holds her brother Sunnydazzle close and wishes for his happiness. Equitytruth hopes to see him happy, grown, and to be by his side for many moons to come. The same with her lover Doomseeker. She will be forever grateful to Doomseeker for his care during and after her seizures and for keeping her secret regarding her Cataplexy as well as all the other ways he has influenced her life. The tom may be frustrating, but he's also her golden light in this world of challenging times. They help to balance each other and one should fear the day they are no longer by each other's sides, for the balance will be broken.
Post by ✿ rosie posie on Jun 29, 2021 13:01:02 GMT -5
AMBERKIT ✧ rosie || (still a kit so I don't think she gets a class yet) Whomever named little Amberkit possibly had some hope that her pale, cream-colored tabby cat would gain more color as time went on, or that her gray-blue eyes (at the time) would develop into a deep shade of gold. Alas, her pale fur never became more rich, and instead became longer and thicker. Though her coat makes up at least half of her size, she is still pretty big for a kit, which can make it easy for others to mistake her for being apprentice-aged. When she grows to maturity, she will probably be bigger than many of her Clanmates. With her large form comes a big personality as well - Amberkit is bold, loud, and social, and can have a tendency to be dramatic (usually for humor reasons). She has a big heart with room for everyone, and she's delighted to find that in DayClan there is no shortage of cats that are willing to to become her friend. She is also very direct and doesn't believe in sugar-coating things to preserve someone's feelings. Despite being generally well-meaning, she can be mischievous, and can very convincingly lie and act. She usually does this to be playful, but she will find this little talent of hers comes in handy when she grows older. As she ages, she will also become increasingly flirtatious with others, and can be rather shameless about it. When she was only a few days old, Amberkit was taken from her mother's nest and brought to DayClan to be raised. She was assured that she was rescued from a neglectful queen, a story that Amberkit willingly ate up, unwilling to see her Clanmates as anything less than righteous and true. In truth, her mother was not neglectful - not by choice, anyway. A former kittypet who whisked off into the wild (the Endless Falls) in order to give birth, she quickly found she'd made a mistake when she couldn't provide proper shelter for her kits, and her milk would stop coming soon if she didn't find food. She left her kits alone when her milk began to dry up, in order to find food and water, but hours later when she returned they were nowhere to be found. Amberkit was not brought in with any other kits, as she was rescued practically from the jaws of a fox, so it's likely her siblings were killed by it before DayClan arrived. Amberkit is incredibly grateful to those her saved her life, and thinks of DayClan as her family.
PUMPKINKING ✧ Jetclaw || PEACEKEEPER Pumpkinking is a boisterous fluffy ginger tom with lighter fur on his belly, and darker fur on the tips of his ears. He is a proud tom, with an insatiable curiousity. He has a bad habit of getting carried away with things and occasionally missing the obvious which can get him in hot water. Like with his mate, Fallingleaves, whom he wound up joining DayClan for because he wanted to make up for missing so many of their meetings. And wants to be a father to his kits. He misses SpringClan his home for so long, but he wants to make Fallingleaves happy along with their kits. He's going to be the best father no matter what! Nothing will stop him from doing that, even if it takes getting himself into hot water or trouble. His amber eyes glow with determination. Picture Link of Cat: i.imgur.com/BLa59di.png Optional: Hope and Inspiration
FERRETKIT (RUN) ✧ Jetclaw || New Kit who dis XP (No social class yet) Named after the creature Glowstar fears the most, thanks to her mother (Fallingleaves) aptitude of working wtih the creatures. Ferretrun loves adventure and running around and occasionally can get a little caught up in her own head. She struggles a little with getting out of her own head and thinking about others. But she is friendly and has a good heart even if she sometimes struggles with getting that to come across. Picture Link of Cat: www.cutemeows.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/Abyssinian-cat.jpg Optional:
APPLESMOKE ✧ Cleaver || Peacekeeper Class Born and raised in a quiet barn with her two brothers, Applesmoke only knew a peaceful life, a full belly, and a warm nest. She spent her early life sleeping in late, wrestling in the straw, and staying up late to watch the sunset fade into the moon and stars; she grew quick and confident, foolishly brave, and with an appreciation of her natural luck. She always wanted to see the world outside of their little home, so when she was a year old she set out to explore and quickly discovered she is ill-equipped. Her soft life never left her with reason to learn to hunt, fight, or navigate particularly well, and hopelessly lost, she found herself with a new plan: to live among the clans for a few moons and learn their ways before she sets off to walk from sea to sea. Applesmoke is an idealistic young cat who sees the beauty in every element of her life: every sunset entrances her, the light filtering through the clouds, the sweet and crisp scent of new plants growing in the garden. She loves to try new foods, and though her fish allergy occasionally holds her back, most of all she loves introducing other cats to new foods. Applesmoke loves the clans, she's fascinated by their warmth and cheer, and she wants to get to know everyone and find some friends to take with her on her journey. A dilute calico she-cat, her short fur is a mosaic of cream and gray with hints of amber. Picture Link of Cat: i.postimg.cc/Vvq42XP3/crop.jpg Optional: Feather: Love
CoralKit(Lemon) ✧ lusalight || SOCIAL CLASS- socialite? A blonde, orange tabby with golden eyes, Coralkit is an spiritual elemental born with a higher purpose. With her power she can see anyone's true intentions, but to do so she must be physically touching the subject in question. She exudes compassion and holds herself high with pride. The death of her family at a young age taught her the consequences of life and gave her a lesson that became embedded in her personality. She is warm and gentle but firm and intimidating. Getting on her bad side is not common as she is one of the most caring cats you'll meet, but if you end up on it, I do not envy you. CoralKit should be commended for having held onto her pure heart in spite of her trials in life. Possiblly related to her elemental ability, she seems to have advice and insight for every situation. Attracting a good crowd is easy for her as she can always tell how people are truly feeling. She struggles with expressing the truth of her own power as she has secretly uncovered many negative motives. She enjoys the ability to secret detective of the heart and fears if she is open about her power, those that have things to hide will steer clear of her. While that may seem like a good thing, the control that comes with knowing who is trustworthy is someone she cannot live without. She does not yet known the origin of her powers as she was born with them, but if she keeps searching she may discover the truth. She was blessed with these powers by a member of StarClan in order to reveal truth in places lies have rooted. Picture Link of Cat: imgur.com/N2ptKee
(this is my actual kitty! her real name is ellie!) Feathers: Harmony and Loyalty
DARCY ✧ shadow || SOCIALITE It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single tom in possession of good fortune must be in want of a mate. No matter his feelings or views on the public he meets, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of those who aspire to ascension in society that he is considered the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters. Competition, of a sort, therefore, is scarce unheard of; however, in the eyes of this black tom who prizes intelligence, diligence, and a morally sound mind, such frivolous exploits are ludicrous in the face of reality. While many see him as a ticket to higher prestige and acceptance, there are very few who dare approach on such matters; for you see, despite his nobility and fortune, he is a proud, prejudiced tom who has no bother in voicing his opinion loudly and quite plainly without remorse, even if it is to the detriment of his own esteemed reputation. Though hardly any comment could change the lineage he was born to nor the respect he is given, there is an unspoken understanding among those who first witness him enter a previously joyous and bright room that it is as if the energy has been made void of its life. He is cold, reserved, and hardly the gentlemanly sort. Definitely not proper mate material. Yet to those he cares for — his sister, to whom he lavishes a great deal of attention and treasures, for he so dearly loves her; his few chosen friends, who are all of course of great standing in society and themselves understand the pressures of being highborn — he is not so much stoic and unfeeling as he is introverted and awkward, soft and caring, while protective and selfless, doing all he can and giving what he has on hand to better the situations and health of those who were let into and reside in his heart. Perhaps, just as those who believe to have a firm understanding of his countenance turn to offer him no further passing glance, they have missed the forest for the trees. Those who are willing to see inside and detect the spirit within are those fortunate enough to be given the opportunity to bask in his provided comforts. Picture Link of Cat: darcy's final ^-^
ASTERDARLING ✧ Glamour || SOCIALITE A darling cream-coated she-cat with a lilac patch over her right eye. She has short soft fur like her mother and dazzling hazel eyes, leaf green flecked with amber. She’s a petite she-cat and the youngest of her litter, and, as such, she is used to being babied. Asterdarling is the princess. She doesn’t only believe she is the best and most poised, she knows it and goes through great lengths to make sure that everyone else agrees with her… even if that means being not-so-honest. Asterdarling is a master of deceit and can convince just about anyone to pity her, do things for her, etc, even the Pravus Nocte cats sometimes do her bidding despite her lack of bengal markings. When denied, she’ll pick a fight or start an argument even she knows that she can’t win. When things start to get hairy, she’ll run and hide behind big brother Hawksupersition feigning ignorance. After that she usually gets her way. She finds it entertaining to pick on Timlessmelody for her strange looks, spouting harsh words and poking fun at her for not being as beautiful as her. Pic: i.ibb.co/Y28wfzW/Aster2.jpg Feathers: Beauty and Perfection
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Post by uniqcrim on Aug 16, 2021 16:37:22 GMT -5
FADINSIGHT ✧ uniqcrim || PEACEKEEPER CLASS A handsome stocky tom with fiery bengal fur but the tail of a lynx, he was born blind. His yellow eyes forever staring without seeing, but in truth that doesn't particularly bother Fadingsight. He is just as good a warrior as any other cat and he was certainly built for it with his tall stocky build and strong paws. He can look rather intimidating sometimes but he is a rather gentle cat, preferring words and times of peace as opposed to conflict and claws. Glowstar found him and his littermates in the river after a two leg had thrown them in there in a sack. Although he looks nothing like his siblings, he is fiercely loyal and protective of them. Although he was born and raised in Dayclan he spent a lot of time away from home as well. All was well for him and going good, he had just confessed to his first love and all the pieces of his life were finally falling into place. That's when he got his left paw caught in a trap and a two-leg kidnapped him. There, he spent many seasons recovering and while he was partially a captive he also met a sweet she-cat by the name of karma. Unable to navigate home alone with his blindness and paw he accepted his fate as a kittypet. Together they had two wonderful children in two seperate litters, however she died while giving birth to their son, Doomseeker. Devastated, Fadingsight knew that it was time to return home and finish raising his children in Dayclan. In the process, he took two young kits by the name of Equity and Sunny under his wing who came to join Dayclan with them. Picture Link of Cat: i.ibb.co/d2C9PZ6/fadingsight.jpg Optional: Peace and growth feathers
I always thought the darkness was scary and frightening. But for the first time, I realized that sometimes, kindness and considerations are dark." Hypocrites. All he sees when he looks around are hypocrites. They call themselves kind, helpful, selfless, good. Yet they will turn and condem their own kind. Murder, theft, torture, hatred. It is all there below each and every one of us, bubbling under the surface. That's what Doomseeker sees in each and every creature who looks into his piercing yellow eyes. Where one might see an act of kindness, he sees the ppain, hurt, and despair that kindness may cause another. Knowing or not. He scoffs when someone lies to protect a loved one. Lies are not protection, they are cowardice. Seeing good in those who live and exist are not his specialty. He sees the dark and ugly and does not let useless sympathies dissuade him. If someone deserves to die then they will die. If they deserve to hurt then they will hurt. If they cause unnecessary pain or hurt onto another he may take it upon himself to see that they are punished. This is how he has lived. Life and death are both inevitable and a part of one another. Where his sister chooses life, he chooses doom. Picture Link of Cat: i.ibb.co/x1XMWGt/images.webp Optional: Feathers are Blood and Compassion
WISTERIASUN ✧ Jadie || PEACEKEEPER A peachy, pinkish, slender white tom with orange patches like mandarins stuck to his fur, brown eyes and a freckled nose. Wisteriansun is a trusting, meek tom and thus easily manipulated. Growing up his peers quickly learned this about him and teased him incessantly, trying to see just how far they could push him before he stood up for himself… which he never did. As an adult he remains optimistic but doesn’t like to draw attention to himself. He is the shy, nervous, soft-spoken type, and looks to others to make the big decisions while he daydreams about what he’d do if he had the courage to speak up himself. It’s not that he doesn’t have anything to say. It just takes awhile for him to warm up and find his voice. Once you really get him talking, he’ll never shut up - he’s silly, playful and heartbreakingly earnest, a true treasure of a cat. You’d think he’s a homebody but he’s always up for an adventure and is strangely fearless when most other cats would hesitate. Wisteriasun comes across as a simple tom but he is full of surprises, he just needs someone to help draw his true self out. Picture of cat: i.imgur.com/e7idqqA.png Feathers: Love & Harmony
Nightheart is a large tuxedo cat with long fur and emerald green eyes. In his ears and twirled within his tail are two sets of feathers- one representing friendship, and one representing compassion. He holds his marked feathers with pride, and is happy to show his given titles to anyone and everyone! Above all else, Nightheart is a cat of adventure. Throughout his moons, he's sought to discover every last thing he can about the clans and territory at hand, and that's only grown bigger and better as time goes on. His heart is strong and his wonders about the world grow with every word he hears, everything he sees, and every question in his mind... He holds great affection for any and every cat around him, believing the best of the worst of the worst and hoping the best for those who have it hard. While Nightheart holds his head up high, he's the cat who lifts someone up by the shoulders and raises them up with him. While the risks grow greater the further he goes from clan territory, Nightheart never pays much mind to his own safety in his travels. He's in service to the clan after all! He's set himself out to master the territory, and what good is it for them if they come across something he can't explore? Besides, the danger makes it just that more exciting! His life within DayClan was a wild one though, that's for sure! Things all began with two cats, his parents- Duskfur, and Foxfrost. Nightkit was born in a litter of four, among Maplekit, Cottonkit, and Driftingkit. Overall, things seemed to be.. like nothing else between a family like this. Raised as a gentleman, this great group under the eye of Duskfur was just.. right in every which way. The future was looking up, and Nightkit couldn’t say he had any one of them he didn’t consider a ‘best friend’ coming into his apprentice moons. He held a love quite unlike anything else for his family, and there’s no way he’d trade it even for the whole world. Cats came, cats went, but nothing ever could break a hearty family like this.
..At least.. until tragedy struck. Around the start of his apprenticeship came the fall of Foxfrost, and it definitely left quite the blow on Nightpaw's life. Simply put- he believed his family was impenetrable. Surely, nothing could take them down... But now he was being taught for the first time just how wrong he was. Life would always find a way, after all. While trauma struck and grief was strong, Nightpaw did his best to hold his head high and double his efforts to keep his family close. Thankfully for him, apprenticeship was a peaceful affair for Nightpaw. Honestly, it was one of the favorite points in his… entire life thus far! He was finally beginning to learn, to find what he can do right and what he does best! It felt.. good, he was finally getting a taste of what the clans really had to offer, and he was having a time like none other! Becoming a warrior was an idea he wasn’t too sure what would happen with! No matter what though, moons came and flew by at the blink of an eye, until finally, it was time. He was honored with the name of Nightheart, and the virtues of courage and determination. Nowadays, he holds himself up high as a proud adventurer, and he doesn't plan to let anyone at all take that title away from him!