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SUMMERCLAN TREASURE HUNTER MALE, SINGLE SEUXALITY IDK
[attr="class","plsc"] In a show of utterly foolish courage, Woodflight's first stunt in the clan was strutting over the border, declaring himself one of the fiercest strays in the area, and waiting for the clan to beg for his support at his paws. Woody certainly doesn't look like a battle-hardened warrior: his silky medium-length fur is unspoiled by scars, an unbroken blanket of white other than his brown tabby crown, and the occasional dashes of mud clinging to his legs -- occupation hazard. The closest approximation to a war wound is his missing tail, but a quick investigation reveals that he was born without one. Lucky for Woody, he was accepted in this clan without proving his prowess in battle, because this secret former kittypet isn't much of a fighter at all, or a hunter for that matter, despite his insistent brags that he could wash the floor with anyone's blood in an instant. Cocky, optimistic, and prone to white lines, Woody could use a dose of humility or at least a speck of understanding of social norms, but instead he continues to stride around the camp like a god's blessing for the earth, smugly reminding everyone else that he's a powerful hero of the highest order. Get past his annoying exterior and Woody isn't half bad -- a little naïve, a little prone to bad jokes, a little clumsy -- but his heart is in the right place, he just needs gentle guiding to back down and let himself feel.
STORMREIGN /STAR
SUMMERCLAN ADVENTUERER MALE, PANSEXUAL EXPECTING
[attr="class","plsc"] Impeccably sharp with his short, dense blue coat and white toes, Raijin is an incredibly handsome tom. He has the proper formal look of a former Commander and leader, well-groomed and clean, with a prideful lean neck tall enough to look over his heads of many of his shorter groupmates. His coat isn't dark as some of the tunnel dwellers, but he was born on the surface high above and many leagues away, where his dark fur melted into the shade of the juniper bushes and the cool reflection of the lake. It doesn't match his new territory either, but he adjusted long ago. Syndactyl, he only has three white toes on each forepaw, plus his dewclaw. Raijin's charisma is matched by his wit and he's quick with a flirty joke; his flashy nature keeps him in the spotlight where he loves to be. He doesn't fit into crowds as well as his brother Fujin, even when he laughs he feels the separation and can't quite manage the same level of levity, but nonetheless most forget to notice his discomfort. His deep blue gaze is intense, alluring and playful and dangerous -- dangerous, because he has a strong sense of humor, but a weak grasp on morality. He spent a few moons in the League which only eroded his few moral qualms even further, leaving his siblings without a care at all, and him reluctantly clinging to the few honorable tenants he knew. There's always been a hint of weakness in him he can't break, a hesitation when it comes to purely serving his own self, that nags at him in the night. He can't quite become ruthless, but he's a free cat, and he doesn't like restrictions either. Approaching the Regime was his test, motivated by a fleeting hope the strict order would push some sense into his mind, or else drive him absolutely mad. He can't be convinced it has done either. Raijin leans into the chaos, he tastes the wilderness and yearns for more, and he can't deny its call. His public persona is far more outgoing than the cat in private: alone with a friend, he relaxes, and he becomes softer. The intensity never leaves him, never fades from his enchanting eyes, but he's warm and excitable and honest -- he's open, and when his openness is received well, he swoons. Raijin is a romantic at heart and he always dreams of the next step, of finding the perfect cat to spend his life with. He knows most of the cats he falls for won't return his feelings or will inevitable crush his heart, but he doesn't mind; isn't a minute of love worth the heartbreak? He refuses to stop giving his heart away. It's his own fault, really, that he is so easily enchanted. He has no respect for personal space, sometimes seems to lack understanding of it entirely, and isn't afraid to admit his innermost feelings to a stranger. He has little restraint and any cat that listens delights him almost as much as he is overjoyed to hear their stories. He is his own demise, but he doesn't mind; he's the storm and chaos and he lets it all go. Nothing ever lasts forever, not even love. If he is deeply entangled in his heartstrings today, tomorrow he will set his sights on someone else. Nothing in his life has been permanent, not even his leadership. He pushes himself to try new things and he loves to explore boundaries, because not even consequences will last him. After he escaped the Regime's prison he was forced to recover with barn cats for a few moons, his body bruised from his getaway that torrential night, but once he found his freedom he set out for the clans. Flamingstar was only his friend, and he knew she wouldn't turn him away if he wanted to be at her side. The window for romance between them has long since closed, but he didn't mind having her as an ally while he gathered his bearings. Soon enough he found himself at the helm again, the proud leader of SummerClan, but after a few unfortunately murders he was removed from his position.
LAKEWIND
SUMMERCLAN WARRIOR FEMALE, SINGLE SEXUALITY NO KITTENS
[attr="class","plsc"]Bright and sunny and full of joy; she’s a delight to be around and her optimism is contagious. She lives an aimless life, jumping from goal to goal, with no real idea of what she wants to do in life. As a result she has a wide breath of knowledge consisting of many small details that are not necessarily helpful. A little competitive, but pleasant. One of the boys. Blue point she-cat.
PLUMDASH
WINTERCLAN WARRIOR FEMALE, SINGLE BISEXUAL NO KITTENS
[attr="class","plsc"] Moody, motherly, prone to switch and dangerous stylistic switches. Tends to be quiet and bottle up emotion; good-humored if you can get her to speak. Not observant of emotions. Self-conscious. Aggressive defender of her own family’s rights and interests, but doesn’t really believe in their worth. A dark brown and white she-cat with deep blue eyes.
SUNSTRIDE
WINTERCLAN WARRIOR MALE, SINGLE GAY
[attr="class","plsc"] Blunt & straightforward: he speaks his mind always and is vexed by those that do not. Slow and prowling and conspicuous, his rolling gait draws the eye because of the easy languid power in his step. Short and broad and dense, his small body is a powerhouse and his grip is tight enough to make your mind go hazy. He may be blunt but he is not unintelligent; he believes in the truth and that others ought to bend to the same principals. He’s honor and loyalty and impatience and mistrustful of outsiders. Brash and judgmental. Golden tom with flaming orange eyes.
[attr="class","plsc"]They told her if you make a face, it might stay that way, and she’s proof of their tale. Shatteredshine’s eyes and muzzle are decorated with laughter lines where her lips pulled back and her eyes crinkled in a laugh, where her brow arched with a challenge gleaming in her sea green eyes. The fur framing her face tilts downward under the weight of invisible water that once clung to it and her whiskers are wild, bristling points sticking out in every direction. Her dark brown tabby fur often goes uncared for day after day, but quick dips of her tall frame into the river keep her looking presentable. In many ways, Shatteredshine looks like the father she never met, carrying on his broad shoulders, height, pattern, and messy outline. She has his levity too, though she earned that on her own. Shatteredshine grew up in troubled times, born while a devastating cough ravaged her home clan, then apprenticed while the clan struggled to transition between three leaders. The clan’s struggles gave her heart and determination, and she was inspired by the hope and hard work of the cats around her. Shatteredshine is optimistic about her clan and has great faith both in her neighbors and in the stars above, and this optimism allows her to remain smiling and confident in the face of politics and danger, and to share a laugh without worry or stress. She is not naïve and she understands there are large threats facing them, but she believes they can make it through if they all stick together--- because she has seen strength in her clan when they are a united family, and she fears alone they would not be so successful. She knows she is strongest when she is with her siblings, Sliprabbit, Scorchsoot, and Skiprose, and likes to spend time with them when she can. She was born to Swangrace and Deadstrike, leaving her heir to a long line of leaders: Graystar, Hawkstar, Ravenstar, Phoenixstar, Emberstar, Chimerastar, and perhaps one day, Shatteredstar.
TBA OK
SWIFTCLAN DEPUTY FEMALE, WIDOW (CREEKGHOST) ONE LITTER
[attr="class","plsc"]Kits die. It is a tragedy of life that the young are injured, sick, mistreated, and perish — but it is an injustice that it happens so frequently in her own clan. She’s watched bullies descend on her friends, seen kits torn from their mothers far too early far too often, witnessed the brutal murder of her nieces and nephews; felt the agony of her own sons taken from her side and pressed into service before their time. No more. It was her silent vow, made in the quiet of the night as she fought back her grief for her lost sons for the sake of her remaining daughters; it is the anthem that hardens her heart. Let the kits of her clan become victims no longer. A lithe feline of grey and white patched silky fur, her slender frame has filled out since the birth of her litter, just as her green eyes have become lined from stress and exhaustion, and the black tip of her ear shorn with ivory. She was born to Radon and Cruz, two she-cats experimented on by twolegs, to a litter of four, and her brother Muddypelt became a spy then a leader, only to be overthrown with his kits taken and murdered. She recoiled at the image, horrified, especially when her own were due to be born shortly after, and prayed they would be safe from such cruelty. Her mate Creekghost was accursed, born of a medicine cat, and crossed clans to be with her, where his work drove him into obsession. She balanced in the edge, terrified of the future and desperate for the support of her distant husband, until the birth of their kits united them once more. It was not to last. Solsticestar smiled as she stole away her sons moons before they were set to be promoted, taking Pondpaw as her own apprentice and forcing the unwilling Firepaw to become a medicine cat, and Breezestep discovered there was room in heart to loathe another cat. She set out to become the protector of kits and a loud opponent to her leader, even as her son pleaded and threatened her for it. When their clan was destroyed she fled with her family to start over, but she fears how it will end. Breezestep is fierce, unapologetic, and angry. She is a sweet and kind she-cat but injustice has hardened her and she will not tolerate it anymore. Her clan is her family, she is the mother of their kits, and she will not let any more perish.
EDELWIESS /CHARM
SWIFTCLAN APPRENTICE MALE, SINGLE UNKNOWN SEXUALITY
[attr="class","plsc"]Overly energetic cat that seems to have had too much sugar. He shows strong passion about his interests. He likes to look at the big picture of any situation in front of him and attempt to solve the problem in any way he can. He is a natural born problem solver but has strange solutions to any problem.. Out of the three brothers he is the least in touch with his feelings, but rather focuses on his brothers turbulent emotions and the emotions of others to run away from his own. He was the one brother that chose to not forget about their biological parents. He became closed off from most except his siblings and is still deeply hurt about the fact he was abandoned by his parents to Tidaldream. Always the first to run at the sign of someone getting to close or attached to him. He was the second kit out of the siblings to start calling Tidaldream their mother just to go along with the arrangement and to make Oleanderfate happy. Fights with Hawthornshield when he thinks his brother is being unreasonable about their parental situation. Looks the most like Muddystar, but lack his green eyes.
LUCKYWILLOW
SWIFTCLAN WARRIOR MALE, DAPPLEDMINT (DECEASED) DEMISEXUAL FOUR KITTENS
[attr="class","plsc"]A cream tabby tomcat with clover green eyes. Born to Wildrain when she was a loner, the ghost Vulcan convinced he and his siblings Jaggedpuddle, Mellownight, Scarygust, and Rarepetal to join the newly formed SwiftClan. [break]Kits: Chancekit/rhythm, Frecklekit/magnolia, Spearmintkit/slumber, Peppermintkit/dream
GHOSTCROWN
SWIFTCLAN WARRIOR MALE, SINGLE, DEMI EX: THE HUNTRESS ONE LITTER
[attr="class","plsc"]One litter of kits with The Huntress: Spiritlake, Luxkit/ember, Raypaw, Devotedcrow, Desertwind
He may have his father’s black and white pelt and his easy grace, but Inkspray is dead to him. Once he idolized the older tom, admired and imitated everything he did, but then he saw the truth— saw his father standing over his clanmate’s body with blood in his whiskers and a cruel look of satisfaction. Dorsalpaw never turned him in, and they each pretended the other never existed. He became a Mudlark Apprentice to escape the unintentionally hurtful comments about following in his old man’s footsteps, worked hard to prove himself, and when their order disbanded found himself mentored by his former Mudlark Commander. Against his will Creekghost became a surrogate father, one Dorsalray teased and annoyed to no end. The flood destroyed their clan and he saved his mentor’s mate, earning himself the right to travel with them, and though he’d never admit it, this is a better life than he ever hoped for. His new name, Ghostcrown, took him hours to craft: it had to be perfectly mocking and arrogant, an allusion to his mentor but also a sign of his own glory. Ray is a strapping tall lad, black with minimal white on his chest, toes, and tail-tip, and white on the bridge of his nose above a scruffy black chin. He’s arrogant, mocking, conceited, and suave— and he does it all with such a playful grin, it’s more of a joke than an insult, and it makes him that little bit more sufferable.
GRUMPYSPARROW
SWIFTCLAN WARRIOR MALE, SINGLE GAY
[attr="class","plsc"]A thin and long-legged silver lynx-point tom with bright blue eyes. His pelt is an eggshell white, his stripes breaking up the coloration like cracks in the casing, further accented with his trademark frown. Grumpysparrow was born with a sour attitude. In fact, he came into the world hissing and spitting, and continued to do so to every new cat he met until about half-way through his apprenticeship. At first the Clan believed it was because he was suffering some sort of painful health condition like his siblings but, no, it was just his nature; however, it did not take long for their suspicions to become reality. Shortly after becoming a Warrior, he was diagnosed with Entropion eyes. This condition causes his eyelids to curl slightly inwards, meaning that his eyes are constantly scraped by his eyelashes. It began as mildly irritating, but over time it caused eye ulcers to develop that cannot heal due to the constant stimulation of his eyelashes. His vision began to gradually fade until he was totally blind, which, for the record, brought no relief from the pain. Grumpysparrow tends to lash out at others, especially if they ask him how he is doing. He feels very alone in the world and is bitter toward the Sun God for allowing him to suffer as much as he does. His one solace are his birds, which meet him at the same spot at the same time every day, which he feeds a special mixture of seeds. The Clan knows better than to hunt his dear “pets,” starvation favorable to being on this tom’s bad side.
ROO
SWIFTCLAN WARRIOR MALE, SINGLE ARO/ACE
[attr="class","plsc"]With his dapper coat, warm smile, and affable nature, Roo is a rustic charmer and hard to resist. At seven years old, Roo has loved a longer life than most warriors ever will, but his easy lifestyle left him more optimistic, not jaded; he has a bright outlook on the world and is convinced that anyone can grow to be a better cat if they put in the right effort. He spent the first few years of his life as a kittypet, as evidenced by his kitten-soft paw pads and flawless close-crossed coat, unbroken by scars or blemishes. The hardest stone he ever had to walk on was the tiling around the warm fireplace he used to curl up in front of while he snoozed the day away. One day, he departed suddenly; to hear him tell it, he simply recognized the call of a bigger world that might have a use for him, and he set off to discover his purpose in the world. Roo is simple and honest, always polite, and his smile never stays defeated for long. Even when he makes a fool of himself, which is quite often, he's more than willing to laugh it off and move on. Roo likes to get along with others, he likes to see them happy, and he'll make any compromise to see it happen, even if it comes at a greater cost. Sometimes he has a hard time seeing the big picture; how can he focus on what's good for the clan as a whole when the cat in front of him is suffering? He likes to dispense bits of wisdom as well, silly little analogies and parables that most cats are certain he made up on the spot, or else are nonsense kittypet sayings. He doesn't have much real-life experience with fighting the hard battles like a warrior, and it shows, but he's more than happy to listen to everyone else's input, even if he does not often act upon it. Roo has his own ideas from back home and even if his ways are a little different, he does not think they are wrong. As far as fresh starts go, this is not a bad one, and he's happy to be along for the ride. Roo is a rusty snowshoe with a cream underside and a darker mask.
TURTLESKIP
SWIFTCLAN WARRIOR FEMALE, SINGLE UNKNOWN
[attr="class","plsc"]A calliby she-cat with big green eyes and lots of soft, white fur. She gets told all the time that she seems familiar but she has never been able to figure out why, although the truth is that she strongly resembles her grandmother Foxstar, especially in her face and the slant of her eyes. She couldn’t be more different than the old SunClan High Priestess, however. Turtleskip’s the smallest of her siblings and also the most shy. She would much rather spend one-on-one time with someone than hanging out in a group and her favorite hobbies are swimming and sunbathing. She spends a lot of time with her mother because she feels most comfortable with her, but her true colors shine whenever anyone mentions going to a lake or river, as she has a tendency to skip toward any body of water in excitement. Her parents are Ophelia and Steepfall and her siblings are Stumblestep, Ravenleap, and Mistcrawl.
MOTHBOW
SWIFTCLAN WARRIOR FEMALE, SINGLE UNKNOWN
[attr="class","plsc"]A large she-cat with broad shoulders and gray-and-white fur, Mothbow was the youngest of her litter, but she's far bigger than her tiny brother Ant-thistle. She's Lovearrow's daughter, headstrong and confident, and often bickers with her spitfire little brother, especially when he tries to order her around. Their relationship is built on love, though; she bullies him for his size and he tries to make her listen to him because he's older, and in the end they'll always come back to trusting each other. Though she knows she's bigger than her brother, she just seems to think he's small, because she tends to get stuck in unfortunate situations after underestimating her height. It isn't uncommon to find her stuck between some rocks or tangled in thorns she tried to slip through.
FRECKLE/MAGNOLIA
SWIFTCLAN APPRENTICE FEMALE, SINGLE
[attr="class","plsc"]A gorgeous tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes, she gets her striking appearance from her mother, Dappledmint. The sweet SpringClan lady passed away shortly after giving birth, leaving her mate Luckywillow to look after his three daughters and son alone. He’s a good fellow, though, and he took care of them, loving them with all of his heart. Sometimes he was exhausted, or late, or didn’t know the right thing to say; sometimes his quiet grief would overwhelm him and he couldn’t bear to look at them; despite his attempts to hide his feelings, even as a kit she sensed there was something bothering her father, but he loved them so fiercely and tried so hard that she could not find fault with him.
PLATYPUS / SAM
PI HUNTER MALE, SINGLE GAY ACE NO KITTENS
[attr="class","plsc"]Muscular and fine with close eyes and an expressive face. He’s loud and rough and overtly a try-hard. He claims to be honorable and well intentioned but there is no pattern to his actions that suggest his morality is a strong guide. In the end, he is self-serving and lets his greed be his mentor. Sturdy brown tom. Goes by Platypus or Sam.
TAIGA
PI HUNTER FEMALE, SINGLE LESBIAN NO KITTENS
[attr="class","plsc"] A complete gossip, she enjoys laughing peers, flirting with her superiors, and bullying her inferiors. Her kindness is a facade, mocking, and casually cruel. Violence is just another tool and typically reserved for outsiders and those that are beneath her. Her japes are not very funny. You should laugh anyway. Flame point she-cat.
• proud of his clan • extremely loyal • (reluctantly) understanding • easily inspired • sometimes shows he cares • because he really does care a lot • puts everyone else ahead of himself • uhhh • why do we like him again • is he good at anything
NEGATIVE TRAITS:
• grumpy • guarded • sarcastic • a mental breakdown waiting to happen • bitter • always guilty and brooding • doesn't know how to do social things • pessimistic • stubborn • easily angered • very low self-confidence • easily annoyed • gives up on himself all the time • reluctant to do literally anything • stresses and freezes under pressure • doesn't look after himself
LIKES:
• soft handsome toms • swimming • fish • hiding, in caves or trees • cuddling, but he won't admit it • cats who believe in him • being believed in • being around cats he cares about • being alone for short periods of time
DISLIKES:
• his scars • fighting / being defeated • leading his clan • being alone • death • renegade regime • mercenary evelyn • floods / water in general tbh • disloyal cats • kittens
BIOGRAPHY
There must have been a mistake. How could such a colossal failure, a shameful screw-up, become the leader of his clan? How could the bitter old tom outlive the youthful cats StarClan chose for the clan? Chim does not being to understand the path that led him to this moment, and if he dwells on it, his guilt and fear threaten to crush him. He was never meant to be deputy, but the cat StarClan wanted chose her own path, and she perished saving two young kits. She had been chosen for a reason, to stop the rise of the tyrant Riverstar, and if she had lived he never would have overthrown Violetstar. But Chim was deputy instead, and he didn’t just allow it to happen, he caused it. His fault. His young leader had inspired him to make up for his past mistakes, so Chim left for the Regime and ended up in their prison instead. He was missing and the acting deputy, his own brother, helped hand the clan into the waiting paws of Riverwolf, helped him tear the life from Violetstar, helped him nearly doom them all. It was Chim’s mistake that left him leader and he will carry that guilt for a lifetime—just one more weight on his shoulders, already bowed and nearly crushed under his mistakes. He stole prey to save his dying clan and was exposed by a cat he looked up to; tried again and lost his eye; recklessly had a fling that resulted in kits he couldn’t bear to look at; sunk slowly into a depressed state and watched his clan burn; fell in love only to watch it taken from him again. For many moons he struggled with his guilt and slowly his leader dragged him from his own misery to make him something better, but it was too slow, too late, too wrong, and it cost her life. It was the mercy of Mercenary Evelyn to take his eye instead of his life and it was her mercy that doomed so many others. His life ended that day, and it didn’t begin until Ripple Cough devoured his clan and left behind only scraps. His family fled with only the duty-bound Guardian left behind, and yet he stayed as well - he, who had spent moon after moon of his life alone, depressed, and bitter, who spent his days slumped to the ground and unresponsive in his misery. Their butler stayed with him, and as they tended to the dead and the dying day by day, there had never been a closer bond between them. There was a silent understanding that grew between them, and impossibly, he found he loved the old toad more than he did any other, more than the brother that had left him behind, even as he struggled to grasp the monumental sacrifice Ghosttoad had made when he chose to die with Chimerahunt rather than serve his first master, Chim's older brother Dragonguard. Grim, sour, and bitter, his clan turned against him when he became deputy, and he cannot blame them for that, but it was the cats that came to his side that surprised him. As he slowly grew in support, as he took over his clan and found them accepting of his rule, Chim dared to believe in forgiveness. He had a chance at redemption and for the first time in his life someone believed in him, wanted him, listened to him. Chimerastar has grown into his ragged cloak of ginger fur. He had grown proud and strong and filled out his form so his bones are no longer visible beneath, and he looks good. Healthy. The nasty scar and gaping socket where his right eye once resided is his pretty side, lacking the bitterness and agony and doubt of the green left eye, and he would not be called handsome anymore, not for many moons. His muzzle and coat are shot with flecks of grey from age and stress and grief and his thick brows are losing their color as well. Time has taken its toll on him but for the first time in a very long time he looks a living, breathing warrior, not a skeleton propped up against the cave wall. If it wasn't for the sickness and his strange stubbornness when it came to dealing with it, if it wasn’t for Violetstar, he would have been content as an insignificant backdrop to the glory of his clan and family. For just a moment, to the remains of his clan, he was useful, and moving forward he has little choice but to accept that and begin to help his clan once again. Chim faces every task with a grim and sour outlook that drains on the mood of his companions, but none can deny he embodies the spirit of a WaterClan warrior in his own way.
RELATIONSHIPS
violetstar » ••••/4
leader (deceased)
He isn’t quite sure he would count her as a friend, because their relationship doesn’t usually feel that relaxed, but he does trust her and understands her. They are different cats but they share their pain, and though he is reluctant to admit it, he thought they could make a good team one day. Now they’ll never get the chance and it hurts to know that she’s gone and it hurts to know he wasn’t there for it. She had his back and he is grateful for that, but now he wonders if she would still support him, knowing that in the end it cost her everything. She lost her life, her family, and ultimately her clan when he couldn't keep it together.
whiteperch » ••••/4
friend
The small warrior was the last cat he expected to get along with, too soft and talkative, but by some witchcraft Chim fails to understand, Whiteperch made him feel comfortable. He confused Chim and makes him feel inadequate— acutely aware of his flimsy grasp of social skills, but the other tom is so easygoing and forgiving They were growing close before Whiteperch left him and now that he's back, he can't find it in himself to let the tom close again.
ghosttoad » •••••/5
former mate (deceased)
If it hadn’t been for the deadly cough epidemic they would never have met, but the instead ripple cough changed Chim’s life forever. It was through the patient older butler that he learned the benefits of a quiet but dogged work ethic and slowly found a new way to look at himself. He doesn’t know if their relationship would survive in a time of peace, but in the moment they were exactly that the other needed.
rainsweptwish » •••/3
former mate (deceased)
They were never really in love, just angry at the world and eager to find another cat that felt the same. They shouldn’t have tried to start a family but they were young rebels and some days he doesn’t regret it.
mercenary evelyn » •/1
enemy
He was a fool for trying to steal from the Regime and for facing down a trained mercenary when he was just an apprentice, but he didn’t know better. He was a fool for going back to her, for trying to make peace and move on from the past, for believing Violetstar that he could be better than he was. Now that he has met her again his opinion has not really approved. He's annoyed that she's joining his clan now and doesn't trust for a moment she has any good plans.
stormshelter » ••/2
adopted brother
Chim isn’t a big fan of his adopted brother. He doesn’t mistreat him, and rarely even lets it show that the other tom rubs him the wrong way. He thinks the other tom is a bit too passive and needs to learn initiative, but then again, he was quick enough to sell out their patrol to Phoenixstar after they stole from FallClan, so maybe that’s why the turncoat rubs Chim’s fur the wrong way. Still, he tries not to push him away too much.
umbramoon » ••/2
former apprentice
While he doesn’t dislike his former apprentice, they didn’t particularly bond either. Chim was an upjumped warrior still recovering from the sickness, and the clan reeled around them; they trained without personal attachment and he doesn’t see it as likely that they’ll ever grow close.
dragonguard (landon) » ••••/4
brother
His older brother was his idol. Once he would have been ecstatic to become deputy as Dragonguard once was, but times change, and his brother became a kittypet instead. Chim is reluctant to defend any cat, and his brother is far from flawless, but he will always look up to him and protect his reputation as best he can. Even if he did take a former Regime cat as a mother-in-law.
swangrace » ••••/4
sister/mentor (deceased)
His sister was not a cat you could easily dislike, and as much as he wanted to be angry with her for mentoring him, he couldn't. He loved her fiercely and was her stoutest supporter, and she returned his affection with trust by telling him about her secret mate. Her loss wounded him deeply and he still has not recovered. Her daughters are all he has left and while he isn't... exactly.... excited to have the young cats around, it does make him feel better to know she lives on through her kits. They would make her proud.
thunderstorm, batseeker, hydrapaw » •••/3
siblings
Chim is not close with most of his older siblings or his littermate.
dewleaf » •••/3 (deceased)
sister
Chim was not close with his sister, but the times they did share were good ones. She taught him confidence, or at least tried to, and he always admired how she carried herself without a worry in the world.
cerberusspirit » ••••/4
brother
His brother became his personal guard and his supporter upon his promotion to leader — a compete surprise after they had done many moons without speaking. He appreciates his support, though sometimes he wishes he had just a little bit more privacy. It was good to have him at his side during the floods.
rustyheart » ••••/4
sister
He rarely interacted with his younger sisters, so he was stunned to see her defend him at his promotion. He has since heard that she defended him when he was missing as well and fought for him until she passed out, to his amazement. Chim doesn’t quite know how to talk to her, but he does respect her and they share some hardships the others don’t understand.
wyverdelirium » ???
brother
For many moons his brother was the only one that he was ever close with, and he doesn’t understand what happened to ruin their relationship. His best friend became his enemy when Chim became a deputy: not because he protested, but because his claims were so far off track it hurt Chim to think his brother held that impression of him. His feelings are too complicated to sort out now that Wy has returned from FallClan.
tinybreath » ••••/4
sister
He didn't understand what happened to make her grow so close to Wy and hate Chim so fiercely. He was hurt and angry, but then she supported him as well, helped him, and now he thinks she might be more complicated than he first thought.
stormpaw » ••••/4 (deceased)
acquaintance
He met Stormpaw briefly as a kit, when the former kittypet had wandered off and found Chim after he confronted the former deputy’s family. They aren’t close, but he was pleased to see his friend Whiteperch mentor the promising young cat. It hurt to see him die so young.
scarysiren » ••/2 (deceased)
daughter
Chim was absent for most of her upbringing, but he always liked Scarysiren more than the others. She was professional and clever, an she could handle herself with an independent stubborn streak a mile wide she must have inherited from him.
reedstalk, logdrift, coralreef, oceanscent » ••/2
kittens
He was not close with his children. He hasn't seen Oceanscent since the flood as assumes he died; Coralreef became a kittypet and even if he disagrees with the choice, he's glad to see her become happy.
squirrelpool » ••••/4
niece, apprentice
While she acts much the same as his daughter and son, Chim likes his first apprentice far more. They trained before he was broken, when he had only recently lost his eye, so his enjoyment of her chatty nature remains and he doesn’t mind it as much. He wishes she could have been with Breezepaw instead of settling for a rogue that wasn't good enough for her.
tuskblood » ••••/4
friend, former deputy
He met the SummerClan deputy briefly at the gatherings and they did not get along well. She was rude and wishy-washy. Then, slowly, reluctantly, she broke him down, and she saved him when his clan was in danger. She became his deputy and perhaps he did mistreat her, despite his good intentions, and he isn't sure where they stand now.
pygmyprawn » •••••/5
best friend
They met in prison. Strange, that his best friend was the cat he met when he was at what he thought was his lowest point (what a fool he was then) but they bonded quickly and she returned to his clan with him. She's good to him, too considerate and understanding, and he can't repay that attention; but he appreciates her more than the rest. She knew him when he didn't have any responsibilities, any stress, and he feels he can talk to her about anything. Once he found out about her feelings he wasn't sure how to respond; he needs her, but does he love her?
turtlepaw » •••/3
former apprentice
The poor little apprentice was horribly maimed by the League's assassin and mistreated in Riverstar's reign. Chim took him under his wing for a few moons of training and enjoyed it, though he probably wouldn't admit it. He failed as his mentor and he hopes Gardeniastar and Ratstar does a better job. The little guy deserves it.
calamitystar/ shrine » •••/3
former deputy
His deputy until the end, he appreciates the support of the handsome cat and wishes him luck in his new home. He's glad to know there's no bad blood between them and he really does enjoy his spirited company. It's strange to have him back in the clan.
doestar » •••••/5
his secret lover. (deceased)
He has never felt so free as he does when he's with him. Doestar, deputy as he calls him, is unlike any cat he's ever met, and he need to know him. He can't keep him off his mind, can't smell herbs without rosemary reminding him of the tom he could never have, can't focus or do his job properly; and now that they might live together, he is terrified of what the future could hold. The only good thing to come out of the flood was the possibility of living with him forever... until he came to SummerClan and found his lover had died days before and wouldn't be coming back. Chim turned his mind against him. The only way to cope his his loss was to pretend he had never been in love to begin with and hope the hurt would go away.
phoenixstar » ••••/4
mother (deceased)
She has always loved him and looked after him, even when his birth killed her. He loves her deeply and thinks she has always been a better leader than he ever could be.
lightningswift » ••••/4
father (deceased)
His relationship with his father was complicated in life, especially since they looked so similar, but he still regards him highly. He loves him and wishes he could have known him better. In the end, he knew the tom loved him, and he was inspired to name his new clan after his father. Lightningswift deserved to be remembered.
breezepaw » ••••/4
temporary apprentice (deceased)
He was annoyed by the young cat when they first met, but how could he not steadily break down once they spent time together? Breezepaw's energy was infectious and he was so sweet and loving. He would have made a good nephew-in-law if only he had lived.
riverwolf » •/1
enemy
Riverwolf took over his clan, killed his leader, and left it in ruins. Time has not improved his opinion.
jaysolstice » ••/2
relative
They talked, not much, but some; and his relative was kind and smart and had a solid head on his shoulders. He's a good warrior.
chaman meepo » ••/2
acquaintance
Meepo healed him after he was injured sneaking into the Regime and looked after him. He also helped take down Riverwolf. As much as he wanted to dislike him, he couldn't hate the gentle healer.
guider sabre » ••/2
acquaintance
Sabre was bitter like him and, unlike Meepo, easier to hold a grudge against. He reluctantly grew to respect him, though.
commander mars » ••/2
acquaintance
Mars did his best to keep him comfortable during his imprisonment. It was a tricky situation and he did what he could, and Chim bears him no ill will, but he isn't thrilled about him either.
foxbane/star » •/1
acquaintance
Foxstar has always done wrong by his family and she was an annoying thorn in his side during his imprisonment.
former scout superior limavady » •/1
acquaintance (deceased)
Limavady was a prisoner at the same time he was, and they continued to butt heads. They never did get along, and Chim was glad to be given a private room eventually.
diamondstar » •••/3
friend
She was strong-willed and independent and they got along alright. If it wasn't for Tuskblood he doubts they would have been friends.
valleystar » ••/2
acquaintance
They didn't know each other long or very well, but she wasn't his type.
meadowpaw » •••/3
therapist
Meadowpaw, in her youth, was a therapist to Chim; he wasn't sure what to do once she started to talk, but they never stood a chance. The floods took her away and she ended up in the League instead of with him.
vulcan » •••/3
resident ghost / grandfather (deceased)
He cannot rid himself of this annoying sarcastic ghost. But... he's been there for Chim through difficult situations. He's annoying most of the time, but everyone once and a while he is worthwhile to have around.
shadedsun /star » •••/3
acquaintance
He doesn't know much about Shadedsun except that he's close to Doestar. Chim is trying his best to be understanding of their relationship and not jealous, but he can't help it; he can't bring himself to get to know the other tom either, out of fear he might even like him. It's easier to have an enemy.
dante (funk e'tan) » •••/3
acquaintance
They met once and that was more than enough. It was one of his lowest points and Dante was there for him; his family wouldn't understand his decisions that night, but they weren't there, they weren't falling apart. In his own way, Dante helped hold him together. He embarrassed Chim the new time they met, at the gathering after he created SwiftClan, but it warmed him just a little to be welcomed back. HE ALSO WON THE HUNGER GAMES
gardeniastar » ••/2
acquaintance
He hasn't met her directly yet but she seems to be a decent leader. She hasn't pressed him too much yet and she took his niece and apprentice under her wing. He hopes she does a good job with them.
fairystar » •/1
former leader
Fairystar took over the leadership of SummerClan with a grudge against the former WaterClan cats. When Chim refused to join the clan, he exiled him and chased him from the territory.
firetooth » ••/2
medicine cat
He met Firetooth while he was wandering, before he formed SwiftClan. The former medicine cat was broken down and lost, a traitor to his clan, and had no place to go. Without thinking he brought the tom with him, made him a medicine cat, and put him in charge of the traveling clan. He still doesn't trust him much, and for good reason: every time the tom makes some progress, he regresses twice as much. He can't believe the tom was stupid enough to try and slay a god without telling him, and it will be his fault when the clan is destroyed because of his actions.
cryptidember (cimber) » •••/3
former deputy
Cimber was among the first cats to join SwiftClan, hailing from Absum Lux. He wasn't sure about the tom, but he's tentatively optimistic about getting to know him. He seemed to enjoy making Chim uncomfortable... which wasn't that difficult, given Chim's weakness for pretty boys. Still, he was exactly the sort of useful outside he was looking for in a deputy; he just wishes he stuck around.
ruin » ••/2
acquaintance
Ruin started off on the wrong paw with him by admitting he doesn't know how to hunt. He's a quick learner and willing to put in the effort, so Chim can't judge him too harshly.
shatteredshine, skiprabbit, scorchsoot » •••/3
nieces
He loves his nieces and is easily amused by their antics. They don't always see eye to eye, and he does not know them well, but they are family and the last remnant of Swangrace.
oceanjasper » ••/2
acquaintance
A new member of his clan, he isn't sure what to think of the forward tom, but with time he'll get to know him.
mangoswirl » ••/2
acquaintance
Mangoswirl is opinionated and he isn't convinced he likes her ideas, or that they're any good, but at least she's another hunter to help the clan.
fuzzypeach » •••/3
friend
The former kittypet is a thorn in his paw, constantly calling him by the wrong name and showing off his great ineptitude, and yet somehow he amuses Chim as much as he vexes him. Fuzzypeach won't let him mope and he's grateful for that.
blightbane » ••/2
acquaintance
Whiteperch's brother came to him mute but skilled with a hard past he could relate to. His feelings are complicated to sort out because of his relative, but he knows the pain the Regime can inflict better than most.
beestripe » ••/2
deputy
Chim doesn't know his deputy well. That was the point: after a string of deputies he was too attached to, he chose an outsider that looked like he could get the job done, and left it at that.
mistralpaw » •••/3
mca
The young she-cat trusts him more than she should. He failed to protect her from a snake once of the first times they spoke, he's been rash and aggressive and rude in front of her, and she's implacable. Chim doesn't understand Mistralpaw, but he appreciated her support nonetheless, and he misses her now that she left the clan.
ratstar » ••/2
acquaintance
He stopped by SummerClan's feast to get something to eat. He doesn't mind the other one-eyed tom, though he isn't particularly interested in him either.
thistlestar » ••/2
acquaintance
He was kind enough at their feast, though they don't know each other well. Cal trusts him, so that's enough for Chim. For now.
wispypaw » •/1
acquaintance
She helpfully reinforced all of the reasons why he doesn't like kits. They were both unfortunate to have her sent to his clan in the apprentice exchange.
demonicchicken » ••/2
acquaintance
He spoke briefly with Fuzzypeach's friend about making their clan nomadic, and the response he received was encouraging. He's glad to have someone experienced in the clan that isn't afraid to tell him the truth.
intrepidsoul » ••/2
acquaintance
A new member of the clan and a former traveler, Intrepidsoul was a valuable addition to the clan. They talked about making the clan nomadic and he made Chim more certain they could make the change. He isn't a fan of how close the tom is with his niece, Shatteredshine, however.
ruinedportrait » •••/3
acquaintance
He first met her when she was dropping off her brother and ran straight into Chim. She's been knocking him off his paws ever since. For a rude SunClan cat, she's been a better ally than he expected, even tipping him off to a coming attack from her clan at great risk to herself. She's disrespectful and rude, but he likes her spark.
leviathan » •••/3
crush
He met the MoonClan cat by accident and oh boy he never imagined another cat would have this effect on him. Chim suppresses his childish feelings at every turn, he knows it always ends poorly, and yet he can't help running to Levee when he needs help.
"With this life, I give you faith. Have faith in your clanmates and always encourage them to be the best warriors they can be, but most importantly, have faith in yourself.” Her eyes shone as she spoke, it was as if she were still alive, preaching that he was more than any cat saw. “You’ll do amazingly, and I couldn’t have asked StarClan for a better Deputy. Even when others thought you had abandoned us, I knew better. I’ve always had faith in you, Chimerahunt. Chimerastar."
hope
phoenixstar
"With this life, I give you hope. May you always believe that the future ahead is bright, no matter what sort of hardships may come your way. That you can always look to the future and smile, knowing that in the end, everything will turn out alright."
honor
lightningswift
"With this life, I give you Honor. The pride that comes with making it this far, the dignity of having the respect of your clanmates, and the strength to hold your head up in even the direst of situations. Create a legacy that belongs to no one else but yourself."
a mother's love
swangrace
"With this life, I give you A Mother's Love. It is an all-consuming fire, bright and fierce; a mother will go through hell and back for her kits, face any danger, fight any enemy. Don't fight the fire, dear brother. Invite it in. Embrace it. Such passion is how you must feel for every member of your clan, from the oldest elder, to a kit who has just taken its first breath. For them, you must face any obstacle, overcome any challenge, protect them, even at the cost of yourself. Become one with the fire, my beloved brother, and truly understand my sacrifice."
clarity
blakelystar
"In simpler times I was WaterClan's medicine cat, life was clear as waters purity, but when I took over as stratego of Toxicity I could no longer tell the difference between a righteous path and one of corruption. The trail to the dark forest is paved in the souls of cats with good intentions. So I will grant you a life to allow you not to be deceived, even by yourself. I give you the life of clarity. May you always see crystal clear into even the darkest hearts."
patience
breezepaw
"There will be many who look up to you. The young, old, weak, lost... They will need your guidance and rely on you to the point where it might feel like too much to carry. That's why ya have 9 lives, ya know?" He gave a little wink at his joke then continued, "Anyways, there will be many times when your clanmates will need someone to step in and teach like you did for me. So with this life, I give you patience. May you have the endurance to handle your clanmates problems as well as your own and treat them with the same kindness you showed me."
happiness
ghosttoad
“With this life, I give you happiness,” he began, his voice suddenly intense and passionate. The outline of a toad shimmered between his white paws. “You have suffered in the past and you will suffer in the future, but you must look past and remember the good in your life. Smile and laugh, and listen to your clanmates— they just want to help. Don’t let your grief cloud your judgement; take a gamble and do what’s right for you.”
self-confidence
dewleaf
"with this life, I bestow upon you self-confidence. May you find confidence in every moment and every decision. Do not second-guess yourself, little brother. You have been strong and justice, do not allow doubt to cloud you. Use this life wisely."
magic 8 ball notes - chim will love evelyn - they will date - ruined loves chim - chim x ruined is a yes - and they'll stay friends - but he won't be happy with her - ryn tells ruined about the engagement - chim x pygmy is a no - chim happy is a no - chim will get fired
WOODFLIGHT (woody!) male treasure hunter (?) of summerclan; single
In a show of utterly foolish courage, Woodflight's first stunt in the clan was strutting over the border, declaring himself one of the fiercest strays in the area, and waiting for the clan to beg for his support at his paws. Woody certainly doesn't look like a battle-hardened warrior: his silky medium-length fur is unspoiled by scars, an unbroken blanket of white other than his brown tabby crown, and the occasional dashes of mud clinging to his legs -- occupation hazard. The closest approximation to a war wound is his missing tail, but a quick investigation reveals that he was born without one. Lucky for Woody, he was accepted in this clan without proving his prowess in battle, because this secret former kittypet isn't much of a fighter at all, or a hunter for that matter, despite his insistent brags that he could wash the floor with anyone's blood in an instant. Cocky, optimistic, and prone to white lines, Woody could use a dose of humility or at least a speck of understanding of social norms, but instead he continues to stride around the camp like a god's blessing for the earth, smugly reminding everyone else that he's a powerful hero of the highest order. Get past his annoying exterior and Woody isn't half bad -- a little naïve, a little prone to bad jokes, a little clumsy -- but his heart is in the right place, he just needs gentle guiding to back down and let himself feel.
Impeccably sharp with his short, dense blue coat and white toes, Stormreign is an incredibly handsome tom. He has the proper formal look of a former Commander, well-groomed and clean, with a prideful lean neck tall enough to look over his heads of many of his shorter groupmates. His coat isn't dark as some of the tunnel dwellers, but he was born on the surface high above and many leagues away, where his dark fur melted into the shade of the juniper bushes and the cool reflection of the lake. It doesn't match his new territory either, but he adjusted long ago. Syndactyl, he only has three white toes on each forepaw, plus his dewclaw. Stormreign's charisma is matched by his wit and he's quick with a flirty joke; his flashy nature keeps him in the spotlight where he loves to be. He doesn't fit into crowds as well as his brother Fujin, even when he laughs he feels the separation and can't quite manage the same level of levity, but nonetheless most forget to notice his discomfort. His deep blue gaze is intense, alluring and playful and dangerous -- dangerous, because he has a strong sense of humor, but a weak grasp on morality. He spent a few moons in the League which only eroded his few moral qualms even further, leaving his siblings without a care at all, and him reluctantly clinging to the few honorable tenants he knew. There's always been a hint of weakness in him he can't break, a hesitation when it comes to purely serving his own self, that nags at him in the night. He can't quite become ruthless, but he's a free cat, and he doesn't like restrictions either. Approaching the Regime was his test, motivated by a fleeting hope the strict order would push some sense into his mind, or else drive him absolutely mad. He can't be convinced it has done either. Stormreign leans into the chaos, he tastes the wilderness and yearns for more, and he can't deny its call. His public persona is far more outgoing than the cat in private: alone with a friend, he relaxes, and he becomes softer. The intensity never leaves him, never fades from his enchanting eyes, but he's warm and excitable and honest -- he's open, and when his openness is received well, he swoons. Stormreign is a romantic at heart and he always dreams of the next step, of finding the perfect cat to spend his life with. He knows most of the cats he falls for won't return his feelings or will inevitable crush his heart, but he doesn't mind; isn't a minute of love worth the heartbreak? He refuses to stop giving his heart away. It's his own fault, really, that he is so easily enchanted. He has no respect for personal space, sometimes seems to lack understanding of it entirely, and isn't afraid to admit his innermost feelings to a stranger. He has little restraint and any cat that listens delights him almost as much as he is overjoyed to hear their stories. He is his own demise, but he doesn't mind; he's the storm and chaos and he lets it all go. Nothing ever lasts forever, not even love. If he is deeply entangled in his heartstrings today, tomorrow he will set his sights on someone else. Nothing in his life has been permanent, not even his leadership. He pushes himself to try new things and he loves to explore boundaries, because not even consequences will last him. After he escaped the Regime's prison he was forced to recover with barn cats for a few moons, his body bruised from his getaway that torrential night, but once he found his freedom he set out for the clans. Flamingstar was only his friend, and he knew she wouldn't turn him away if he wanted to be at her side. The window for romance between them has long since closed, but he doesn't mind having her as an ally while he gathers his bearings and wonders where the storm will take him next.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀FORMERLY KNOWN AS ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— raijin (former commander)
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AGE ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— 37 moons (3 years)
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀MATE ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— none
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀KITS ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— none
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀THEME ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— add here
⠀⠀CHARACTERISTICS ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— believes everything is temporary ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— toys with small cats, can't take them seriously ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— honest ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— no respect for personal space ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— charming, smiles often
⠀⠀⠀LIKES/DISLIKES ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✔ being in control ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✔ new experiences and adventures ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✕ xxx ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✕ xxx
☁ ☕️ 💎 🌸 💖 💔 🔪 ⚔️ — CATNAME — Relationship to your character. Brief description of how they feel about them.
Note: Using the "loves" emoji flexibly to include cats he considers family, not just romantic relationships.
💖 — FUJIN (honeystorm/open), INARI (primordialhaze) — Stormreign's brothers; he loves them and they caused chaos together in their youth, but they went their separate ways once they were older. He left for the Regime, and they stayed behind in the League.
⚔️ — COMMANDER SHULE (honeystorm) — Shule worked as his Mercenary Superior when he was Commander of RR. She disliked him immensely and he was lucky to escape the group's prison before she came into power.
☁ — COMMANDER MARS (fadedecho) — Mars was the Commander that brought Stormreign into the clan and let him take over. They were not close, but appreciates the risk that Mars took with him, even if the tom was not fully aware of it when he made his offer.
💔☕️ — FLAMINGSTAR (spot) — They met when he first entered the tunnels and pursued a brief romance; by the time he came to find her again, she was stuck in an uncertain relationship. A spark still remained between them, but she left the clan before anything could truly begin.
☁ — GLADIATOR (pao) — Gladiator was a new member of the Regime, smart and good with banter. Stormreign liked him well enough.
☁ — CHAMAN MEEPO (simplylight) — His Chaman, Meepo was a funny little cat that Stormreign couldn't take seriously. Not bad, just strange.
💔 — FUNK E'TAN (strawberrycupid) — Funk was Nemesis at the same time he was Commander. They took like flame to dry bracken, witty banter and playful remarks, and when Stormreign escaped prison, Funk was the tom he ran to. He was lost on the way to the League lands and by the time he returned, Funk had a family of his own.
☁ — TWILIGHTDANCE (bauble) — Stormreign sat beside her simply to pass the time, but to his surprise, they got along well. Both of them were outsiders to the clan, named like royalty, and he enjoyed reminiscing with her.
☁ — HAKODA (racer) — Hakoda was exceptionally quiet on their blind date, but even with the minimal amounts he spoke, Stormreign enjoyed his company enjoy to invite him on a second date. It was going really well, almost too well, when the truth came out: Hakoda was from the Regime and the grandson of Shule herself. Seeing him was a risk Stormreign couldn't afford to take, no matter how much it hurt to walk away....
☁ — DAWNINGHOPE (faith) — She had a fire within her, even if she wanted a domestic life, and she intrigued Stormreign.
SPRINGCLAN WARRIOR FR. SHARD/FROZEN MALE, SINGLE AROMANTIC/ASEXUAL
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WOLFWASTE
SPRINGCLAN WARRIOR MALE, SINGLE BISEXUAL NO KITTENS
[attr="class","plsc"] With his neatly refined coat and articulate manner of speaking, very few cats believe he was ever the loner he claims to be. His sleek copper fur reflects auburn in the sunlight, matched by a pair of inquisitive green eyes, and flows over a limber and toned willowy body. The scars marking his body suggest the harsh life of a warrior: few rogues would have fought in so many battles, and none of them would have survived without the aid of a trained medicine cat. His left ear is split down to the base, he's missing patches of fur on his flanks and lower back leg, but the most flagrant wound is the long scar curling beneath his eye and down through the side of his throat, matched by the bite marks in his scruff. He was a SunClan warrior when he was sent out to break the first wave of defenses during a siege, and he was sent out to die. He tore his way through their ranks until the cats were pulling him down into to the dirt, and his best friend, his half-brother, sacrificed himself to save Wolfwaste. His mother saved his life then, faked his death and dragged from out of the battle and into a new clan. Was he supposed to thank her? Of the pair, he can't deny his brother was always his better half: Myriadwolf wasn't articulate or intelligent like Timesquandor, but he was pleasant to be around, optimistic and trusting. He was sweet, he believed the best in others even after he was proven wrong, and he was willing to take risks to help others. A selfish cat him Timesquandor could never understand that. He's been stuck in his old ways for so long, this selfish and judgmental tom isn't sure he can change, but for his friend he has to try. His new name is an adaptation of the old - waste for his former name Timesquandor, for the life he's wasted thus far, for the untimely death that wasted his brother's potential; wolf in memory of the best cat he's ever known - and he's determined to find new meaning in it. Perhaps he can curb his own negativity, perhaps he can put his intellect to good use, perhaps he can learn to laugh, if only he can stop looking over his shoulder. He has a long journey ahead of him, but for the first time in a long while, Wolfwaste wants to take it.
RAVENPAW /SIGHT
SPRINGCLAN APPRENTICE MALE, SINGLE
[attr="class","plsc"] Insightful yet critical, this put-together large black tom is the bane of his clanmates. He grew up confident due to his place as the biggest of his litter; he was harder to push around and found he could fend off his siblings when necessary. Ravensight was quick to grow, though by the time he reached the age of a warrior, he was only slightly above average. His strength is far from his only virtue, however: he has perceptive eyes and a clever mind. If there's anything Ravensight excels at, it's picking out what other cats try to hide and throwing it back in their faces. He likes to find weak points and vulnerabilities and exploit them. His siblings are Crowtalon, Rookflight, Jackdawcry, Magpiefrost, and Hoodiedrop.
CONDORSTRIKE
SUMMERCLAN SENIOR WARRIOR MALE, THUNDERSTORM THREE LITTERS OF KITS
[attr="class","plsc"]After the divorce, he realized how much of his life he had invested in a relationship that wasn't working. He spent years with a mate that never loved him and cheated on him constantly, who went on fiery rampages and executed her enemies and took over clans, but by then he was already committed. He had fallen in love with Foxstar, had given up everything he treasured to be with her, and he refused to believe it had all been for nothing. But eventually he had to face the truth. Condorstrike was drawn to power just like his father, but he was far out of his realm, and desire had left him naïve. He had given up on the small joys in his life in pursuit of his stolen daughter, despite the indifference of his mate; he isolated himself from his own flesh and blood to form a new family he never felt comfortable around; he found himself lost in an empty new clan worshipping strange gods he loathed and feared. When Foxstar left him, he had nothing left from years of his life but regrets. He went to visit his estranged daughter, but she turned him away. With nowhere left to go, he had to start a new life, and he found himself seeking a new start in SummerClan. It won't be easy to start over and make something of himself, but he has to try, because he can't stand to finish his life alone and unaccomplished. For once in his life he wants to be a self-made cat, to have his own life and joys and accomplishments; he doesn't know if he will ever find love again, so he must make himself into a cat he can accept and love. Maybe with time his family will forgive him and let him back into their lives. In his new life, he discovered how very little he truly knows, and he wants to learn more, to be better educated, but he has no idea where to start. He knows how to hunt and fight and fish like a WaterClan cat, but he yearns for something new. Condorstrike has always feared not being good enough, and Foxstar used that fear against him; he can't let that happen again. After his experience with her, he became much more cautious around other cats and struggles to let them get close. He is an honest and open cat, but there are many truths he is uncomfortable sharing, despite knowing the value in getting them out there. He can be overly cautious and reads into body language more than words, hoping to chase out any deceit that way, but tries to keep in mind the inherent goodness of most cats around him. Genuine compliments, even just small things, touch him and make him genuinely happy to the point it can be almost overwhelming. Condorstrike is a good cat, even if he may not realize it; he works hard to be better than he is and he can only hope it works. He has been lonely for so long, all he wants is a peaceful, mundane life of helping his clan and finding a friend or two along the way. A brown agouti tabby with muddy brown eyes and a touch of white on his muzzle, as he aged he lost some of the youthful roundness that made him comely.
RAGINGSPIRE
SUMMERCLAN WARRIOR MALE, INTERESTED IN DAWNMEMORIES DEMISEXUAL
[attr="class","plsc"]He is an intense believer in the physical realm — the grass beneath his paws, the sun hanging above his head, the soft cry of a kit being born. He pays little mind to religious matters, a stern and devout atheist, and while he is not dumb or inarticulate, the subtle intricacies of the world are lost on him. He is known for his steaming hot head and war hawk personality, ready to leap to his paws and defend himself at every minor transgression, challenging authority when he disagrees with their opinion. It has landed him into trouble more than once, but his unvanquished rage defines him. Too much time spend thinking is frustrating to such a hands-on tom, who would rather face his enemy in a fight than negotiate with them; he backs up his statements with power. Ragingspire is not an overly violent or angry cat. He stands up for himself, though, and won't let anyone push him or his clan around. Fiercely loyal and dedicated, none can question his devotion to his clan, or his heart. Passion is not always a bad thing, and has served him well on more than one occasion. His fire stems from his emotional side, and in the end he is a family man, though valuing kin above clan is a difficult struggle for him. The only reason he exhibits such explosive fury or opinions is because he cares deeply for the cats around him, and he does not play Devil's Advocate — his opinion, when expressed, is fully his own. Despite being born to a clan leader a part of him has always felt an outsider, laying on uncertain ground as his clanmates question his swelling bitterness, and he is determined to prove he deserves this place in the clan. Ragingspire has earned respect for himself, and none will try and rob him of his pride; if they do, they'll be sorry. A hard and fierce body is contained beneath a dark golden-brown tabby coat, deeper than his father Currentstrike's.
SOOTSTEP
SUMMERCLAN WARRIOR FR. SOOTWHISKER MALE, REALLY MAD AT DAWNMEMORIES
[attr="class","plsc"]His war cries rang through the camp when he was a kit: "krah!" "mrrow!" "hassss!" He fought warrior, kit, and apprentice alike, ambushing everyone who ran past, running beneath their paws. Some hopeful warriors thought he was just working really hard and really wanted to grow up, but he enjoyed being young, and he liked playing games. He was confident, strong, and above all, healthy. He has rounded cobalt eyes with a slight haze in his left eye, just barely impairing his vision, though he did not realize this until he became an apprentice. Before then, it was assumed his clumsiness was a result of his youth. In truth this dark gray tom looks strikingly similar to a beloved elder of the clan, Sootwhisker, who was with them for many moons before he passed. But Sootwhisker bore no kits during his lifetime, so they could not be related; and yet... what else explains the similarities between this loner and the old sun guard? The truth is when Sootwhisker died he was not put to rest as he wished; he did not get to even look upon the love of his life. Instead he found his memory gone and his body restored as he was reincarnated. He did not know this was the plan to get him to be with his mate again; instead his few moments of death were filled with confusion and loss and fear. Sootstep is not interested in love in the least. He just wants to play and fight and be a good warrior. Because Sootwhisker did not know the plan, he swore he would not take a new mate in a new life, because of his love and loyalty to Reddawn. Without realizing it, he may have ruined their last chance of being together.
JAYJACK
FALLCLAN AURULENT MALE, SINGLE HETEROROMANTIC/ACE ADOPTED TRAINEES
[attr="class","plsc"]Raising Beebuzz, Mastershrine, Kingthorn, and Marchdance
Fierce, honest, inspiring - he could be the envy of many warriors. He knows his own limitations and more importantly his strengths, and he is forward with his mistakes. When Jayjack makes an error, he owns up to it: he doesn't make excuses, he doesn't assign blame, he apologizes and moves on. Some cats accuse him of being arrogant, but arrogance is unearned, and every inch of his confident demeanor is supported by fact. Like all of the best warriors, he is often confronted with cruel speech about his nature: cats that claim he is too rude, too harsh, too condescending. Jayjack is a teacher, he spreads his knowledge when due, and just as he owns his mistakes he asks everyone else to do so. Excuses fire him up and anger him, lies and deceit even more so. He is a forward cat and he demands others expose their true selves as well, not hide behind a mask. His bluntness may be interpreted as rude by the offended, but it isn't his job to guard their soft hearts, he does what he must. In his heart Jayjack wants the best for his clan, and he will do what it takes to defend them. If that means exposing corruption, arguing with the feeble, defending the meek, or scolding apprentices, so be it.
CROWNGLASS
FALLCLAN WARRIOR MALE, SEABLOSSOM HETEROSEXUAL TWO LITTERS
[attr="class","plsc"]His golden gaze is wise beyond his thirty-three moons, and his weighty demeanor speaks volumes of the struggles of his past: the world-weary hesitance of his smile, the patient calm in the tilt of his head, the flicker of haunt in the back of his gaze. Reflective like a one-way mirror, everything he feels is on open display in his eyes: he never learned to conceal his mirth or his shock, to edge out depression or temper anger. In this way he is faithfully honest to the end, unable to tell a lie he doesn't truly believe in, a skill that has caused him as much trouble as it has aided him. He might be trustworthy, but sometimes openly expressing his emotions can send the wrong message, and drive away cats he would rather have kept close by. The young kit that danced around the paws of his mother was left to grow without them, without his siblings, and his troubles did not ease from there; he was chased up a tree by a fox in the dawn of his time as a warrior, badly injured, and thrown to the ground to break his ribs. While he recovered, his clan suffered bouts of sickness and they were driven from their home. Trials rocked the clan and his faith in their ancestors, and he hesitantly turned his gaze outward - exploring beyond their borders, as he had once done as an apprentice, and happened upon a savior. She became his best friend and soon, he must confess, he felt more than friendship for her; he did his best to disguise it, but he is still an open book when everyone knows exactly where to look for his true feelings. Sickness rocked his clan once again and a nightmare sent him fleeing his clan until he joined the deputy of EarthClan at her home, where he began to settle uncertainly into his new life. Crownglass is wise and patient, with a calm tempered by far too many hard experiences, but despite the weary age in the lines of his face he is not so old or tired as he seems. There is still a strong spirit raging within him, a hint of humor and a powerful dedication to his new home. Leaving home did him good, and he learned to look after himself, to see his own strength and accept himself for who he was. It was the start of a long journey, but he was pleased to take it. He found a new mate in his new home, and when their clan was destroyed, he found her again so they could finish their lives together. Born to Glacticcrumble and Deal in SummerClan, Crownglass's siblings - Maria, Nebulakit, Aurorakit, and Solarkit - are all deceased with the exception of his brother Quark. He is a thick-furred ebony tom with golden eyes.
STRIPE
WINTERCLAN PRISONER MALE, FR. GLOWSTAR HETEROROMANTIC ACE NO KITTENS
[attr="class","plsc"]The little brother that outgrew his family, this bright-eyed, bushy-tailed young tom is playful and doesn't know his own strength. His other brothers warn him countless times to be careful, but with this much energy he can't help it. There's no settling down when you're young, and he likes to charge about the land tearing it up with his paws and yowling his joy to the skies. His big paws make him clumsy but he doesn't mind, happy to giggle and prance. Beneath his dense coat is an unknown load of strength and muscle; he has no idea that his strength outweighs his brothers, to the point it's nearly ridiculous. He won't be going down easily in a fight, quick and efficient but still with a heart. He won't take lives on purpose, though his brothers fear it is bound to happen if he doesn't control himself better. Love is an exciting concept to him and his search of it borders on obsession, examining all of his relationships to find that perfect she-cat. He's goofy and handsome — his dark pelt is a deeper-than-slate gray or black, depending on the light, with a white stripe across the bridge of his muzzle and an ash-black one down his spine that gives him his name. Accepting and understanding, secrets are well kept, that's for certain, and he doesn't mind when cats are different. Really, it just fascinated him. Some say he's never done a day of real work in his life, and they'd be right; is it really work when you love what you do so completely?
HARLOW
WINTERCLAN WARRIOR MALE, THUNDERBOLT BISEXUAL ONE LITTER
[attr="class","plsc"]Thick dark gray fur lays in scattered curls that cling together into stiff locks when it clumps together from the snow. His fur is as haphazardly disorganized as he is; he has never been on time in his life, never knew where he was meant to be, or what he should be doing. He left Absum Lux when he was young with his brother, a thrill seeker following adventure, eager and hopeful he'd find his destiny waiting before him. Was he meant to be a great hunter, or a fearless warrior? Would stealth be his forte, or scouting? Already he knew he was not a born leader, but Harlow didn't mind, he knew he had some hidden skills to uncover. As the moon passed by he joined WinterClan and was delighted by the foreign world, the quiet of the trees and the secrets in the wind and the cool air rifling through his fur, even the melting flakes of snow his fur blends so poorly with. The cats were cold, but he was used to that, and the chill of their hearts did not discourage him. His brother Jester found a mate and settled down, and Harlow found himself falling for her for just a bit... though he knew better, he couldn't help himself, and did his best to stay away. No other she-cats were ever interested in him, he was too scattered and too childish and too average, and he was desperate. It was a stroke of fate that killed his niece, an unfortunate incident, but it did the impossible. Her death brought him closer to Frozendreams than ever, and as she fought with Jester, she fell for him as well. They were in love, starting a family, and he had everything, and then Jester had to ruin it, and as blood ran from his paws Harlow found himself lost, the love of his life dead, his brother fled, and he disowned his kits, pretended they had never belonged to him. What else could he do? He was left to watch them grow up, his heart twisted and bitter, and tried to forget. He never could. His niece Wintrystar is the leader of WinterClan and he fears the day she learns what he has done.
EMBERBRAND
WINTERCLAN WARRIOR MALE, DAPPLEDGLACIER ONE LITTER
[attr="class","plsc"]He looks so charming with his dark fur, with a few flashes of red buried in the depths of his thick coat. This risk-taker can't say no to any other cat and is willing to do almost anything for the fun of it. His dark coat made it difficult for him to blend in with WinterClan land, but it was his family's curse and he must continue to bear it. First appearances are deceiving with Emberbrand: he's a clever cat but very emotionally aware of himself and others, but he doesn't put it to any good use. His charm goes toward stealing the ideas of other cats and convincing them to do his bidding instead of taking the time to stop being lazy and do the work himself. He wants to be the center of attention and is incredibly vain. Highly annoying, but of a prestigious bloodline - some cats argue that he's the brother of a former deputy, Hazethroat, and the grandson of a shard. Usually those rumors can be traced back to Emberbrand himself, so it's a bit of a mystery as to the truth of his origin.
ROBINRING
WINTERCLAN WARRIOR MALE, CHALLENGING ROSESHADE
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LIMEKIT /LIGHT
WINTERCLAN KITTEN FEMALE, SINGLE UNKNOWN SEXUALITY
[attr="class","plsc"]The party doesn't start til she walks in. Limelight is always the last one on scene: anticipation builds in the air until its so electric her fluffy fur starts to rise. A mystery is woven around Limelight, one of her own creation: every sweet story she tells is accompanied by a little wink or a knowing smile, like there's more behind the scenes and she simply cannot wait to share the secret as soon as she's able. Despite her protests that she is truly just a simple lady with simple desires, everyone knows she has something to hide, and that's the delight of the game. Limelight loves to be the center of attention, and her stories and dramatic entrances are only the beginning. She can call attention onto herself in an instant, thrilling about her wonderful day or fretting over any tiny detail that doesn’t go her away. Any inconvenience is worth sharing, every concern must be brought to everyone's full attention, because did that ratty-looking former rogue really have the audacity to step on HER tail? Limelight might want to be the center of attention, but she really only has eyes for other pure-blooded cats. The weak and dirty cats are worthy of interaction only at a distance, maybe the handsome ones earn themselves a few flirtatious remarks, but that's as far as she'll take them. She likes to parade about her newest toy, any young prodigy that catches her eyes, but she doesn't truly care about them. She will tear down anyone who gets in her way, and everyone knows it. In the future, Limelight wouldn't mind having her own collection of kits to raise - though she would treat them more as status symbols than living, breathing creatures - but only if they have the purest blood and most gorgeous pelts. They must be worthy of her love. Limelight is a long-haired pure-blooded WinterClan she-cat, her coat a rich tapestry with a myriad of light grey hues that dark over her legs and mingle with orange. Her black-and-white mask reaches past amber eyes to her pure snow-toned chest. She was born to Emberbrand and Dappleglacier, two arranged mates with a lineage reaching back to Goldenstar. Her siblings are Cottontail (her dearest brother), Warmglow (the weak blemish of her line she could do without), Phantommist (her improperly-behaved brother), and Subtletouch (her confident, like-minded sister).
- temperamental - vain - sarcastic - traumatized - high-strung
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[attr="class","cboxtitle"]BIOGRAPHY
Life has been harsh for Rosethorn, but she's taken every lesson learned and branded it on her soul. Those who look at her see a self-assured and resilient she-cat, but her happiness hasn't come easily. Her childhood struggles with comparison to her sister taught her to love her unique talents and strengths, her strained relationship and reconciliation with Orchiddrop etched into her soul the importance of family- and Summerclan's support and love of her taught her the importance of found family, too. Her stillborn kits imbued her with her passionate and fierce love of her living son, her time spent in Nightclan recovering from her grief deepened her love of Summerclan. Her stepping down from her deputy position taught her that authority isn't exempt from making mistakes, and her mate's infidelity doubled her determination to never let herself be disrespected again. Life hasn't offered Rosethorn much kindness, but the cats around her have, and Rosethorn tries her hardest to extend that kindness to others. Witty, sarcastic, sociable, and self-assured, this cream and gray she-cat has never been afraid to speak her mind. Her born talents are her perceptiveness, her intelligence, and her social nature- her hard-won qualities are her resilience, her love for family and clan, and her ability to accept her mistakes as part of who she is. Rosethorn is passionate about who she is and the clan she loves, and the lessons life has taught her time and time again have brought beauty from the pain. [/PTab]
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[attr="class","cboxtitle"]HISTORY
Rosepaw joined Summerclan with her sister after her parents were brutally murdered. She had been chosen by her mother and father to die instead of her sister- and would have, had Orchid not jumped between her and the rogue. She was processing her parent's betrayal when they were thrust into a new way of living.
Rose could not fight, and could not bear to even kill a mouse. So she was failed out of warrior training and moved to Garden Keeper training. Her bitterness towards her successful sister and her station in the clan grew, coming out in outbursts.
She met several cats along the way- Soullesspaw in Winterclan, and several older Garden Keepers who helped her see that Summerclan was far from the worst place to be. When she went on a journey with her sister, her sister's boyfriend, and his gang, she began slowly repairing her relationship with Orchid.
Upon returning to the clan and receiving her warrior name, Rosethorn began searching for meaning in her work and in her friendships instead of by comparing herself to others.
When walking near the Moonclan border, she ran into a particularly nasty tom named Phantomfox, and they argued a bit before she tried to leave. When she was attacked by a rabid raccoon on her way out, the tom stepped in to save her. Reluctantly, she brought him herbs and a flower wreath as a thank you a few days later, before the borders closed.
When her sister got pregnant and claimed that it was Goldenshadow's, Rosethorn was suspicious, since she knew of her connection to Crow. She convinced Crow to join Summerclan to help her figure out why and how Orchiddrop got trapped in her relationship.
When the Summerclan borders re-opened, Rosethorn made her way back to Moonclan to see if Phantomfox was alive after the Moonclan and Sunclan war. There she was bitten by a snake, and spent a week or so recovering in Moonclan territory with Phantomfox watching over her. With all their previous meetings and with this time together, Rosethorn developed strong feelings for the grumpy tom.
Later, after Goldenshadow had been disposed of and Orchiddrop and Crow were awkwardly mending their relationship, Phantomfox confessed his love for Rosethorn. She agreed, reluctantly, to do long distance, since he would not return to Summerclan because of the demons haunting his past.
Shortly after that, Rosethorn was chosen to be the new deputy of Summerclan by Ratstar. It was a surprise, but one that filled her with pride, now that she truly had come to accept her unique strengths instead of comparing herself to her sister. After becoming deputy, she learned she was pregnant with Phantomfox's kits, and was excited to be a mom but nervous about coparenting long distance.
However, it seemed her happiness was not to last. Rosethorn lost 5 of her 6 kits in a traumatic and painful birth, and was left with only one living son, Foxkit. She brought him to Nightclan with her, to live with his father in a place that did not remind her of everything she could not have. It was difficult to part with her sister, and her nieces and nephews, but Rosethorn did her best to adjust.
After some time numbed her loss, Rosethorn warmed up to Nightclan. She was overly protective over her sickly son, even as he grew to be apprentice aged, but she believed in his ability to do great things.
However, her happiness wasn't meant to last yet again. Rosethorn grew suspicious of Phantomfox's behavior and discovered his emotional affair with Aspenstar, the leader of Nightclan. After a volatile argument, she took their son and returned to Summerclan without her mate.
In the midst of healing from her broken marriage, Summerclan was invaded by Nightclan and colonized. On the night of the invasion Rosethorn was brutalized by the tom she once loved and marked with three slash scars across her chest, right over her heart.
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[attr="class","cboxtitle"]RELATIONSHIPS
Orchiddrop - Sister - sunlight Rosethorn loves Orchiddrop deeply and loyally. They had a rough stretch after joining the clan, but that has since been patched up as Rosethorn has embraced her own strengths instead of envying her sister. Rose is willing to do anything for her sister, and is fiercely protective of her.
Foxpaw - Son - ian The only surviving kit of her litter, Rosethorn is intensely protective of Foxpaw and loves him more than she could ever vocalize. She believes in his abilities despite his constant sickness.
Crow - Brother in Law - woof Rosethorn accompanied Crow and his gang on a vengeance mission and ended up enjoying their company. Rose thinks Crow is a little corny but he's funny and a good friend. There was a period of strain after she lied to him in order to get him to save her abused sister, but they are working through it and becoming friends again
Phantomfox - Ex - woof A tom she met near the Moonclan border. They had a long and serious relationship that resulted in their stillborns and their own living son. Rosethorn left Summerclan to be with him in Nightclan, but found out that he had been emotionally unfaithful. His cruelty about it was the last straw, and she broke up with him and returned to Summerclan with Foxpaw. When Nightclan rolled in and took over, his physical assault on her cemented her complete and utter hatred of him.
Aspenstar - Former Leader - ian Rosethorn thought of Aspenstar as a friend when she lived in nightclan, but that relationship soured when Phantomfox admitted to being in love with Aspenstar. Logically she doesn't blame Aspenstar for this, but the name still sparks a lot of resentment in her.
Goldenshadow - Ex Brother in Law - woof [deceased?] Rosethorn hates this man, her sister's abusive former mate. She literally wants him dead and regrets that she can't kill him herself.
Ratstar - Former Summerclan Leader - Gidgetgal Ratstar aided Rosethorn in figuring out her sister's motivations and Goldenshadow's abusive tendencies. She respects him as a leader and as a cat in general. She was surprised he chose her as his deputy, but pleasantly so. Even if she doesn't work with him any more, he is still someone she admires. [/PTab={background-color:#d0c3c4;}]
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[attr="class","cboxtitle"]THREADS
critical development threads - soullesspaw / meeting at the border / link - crow and orchid / meeting crow / link - syndicate / rogue hunting / link - ratstar / return to summerclan / link - summerclan / warrior ceremony / link - phantomfox / meeting / link - golden + orchid / orchid's pregnancy reveal / link - crow + ratstar / orchid's pregnancy / link - phantomfox / becoming mates / link - crow / return to summerclan / link - ratstar, goldenshadow, devotedcrow, igziq / orchiddrop's labor / link - summerclan / deputy ceremony / link - phantom / pregnancy reveal / link - phantomfox / stillbirths + leaving summerclan / link - aspenstar / talking / link - phantomfox / walk / link - phantomfox and aspenstar / cheating and breakup / link - foxpaw, orchid, crow / return to summerclan / link - doefreckle / walking in the afternoon / link - foxpaw / the truth / link - nightclan and summerclan / takeover plot / link - shadedsun / conversation / link - howlingheart / meeting / link - pinesimmer / fling / link - crow + aspen / crow's return / link - sunpetal / rebellion / link - summerclan + nightclan / rebellion plot / link
other threads - largelight / meeting in the gardens / link - smolderingcomet / meeting / link - ravenmask / meeting / link - summerclan kits / flower crafting / link - sunpaw / apprentice training / link - foxkit / walk / link
black = completed green = in progress [/PTab={background-color:#d0c3c4;}] [/PTabbedContent={border:none;float:right;}]
[attr="class","cmini"]the quote will go down here, i didn't forget it yet ! also for the photo - 300 (w) x 200 (h) or any size and it'll try its best like it is now
