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WELCOME TO WINTERCLAN, home to the wayward souls, a frozen sanctuary isolated from the rest of the Mountain Clans, making a home out of the northernmost dome peak. We are headstrong and sophisticated, weary of outsiders to our land, however we are felines of honor who turn no backs on the needy. Those with the drive to survive in our harsh alpine are welcome amongst our ranks- however, not without caution and trial. Though our fur is soft, do not mistake our hearts- for our judgement is just as harsh as the tundra. We believe that blood runs thicker than the frozen waters we live on, only truly relying on each other and no one else. Provoke us and you'll be engulfed in a blizzard, break our bonds and start running from an avalanche. It takes a strong will to survive though the Winter. Do you have the tenacity?
PHYSIOGNOMY
ANATOMY & COLORING
WinterClan has traditionally been populated almost exclusively to cats with longer, denser fur. There was once a time were outsiders would be turned away just because of their fur length, wanting to keep the gene pool pure. Cats of pure WinterClan blood usually are larger and generally more robust than other clan cats with harder paw pads; our bodies were designed to live in our frozen home.
Cats in WinterClan often have coats in the spectrum between white or black. Tuxedo, spotted, and tabby cats are the most common markings that you will find. The second most frequent colors seen are that of the grayscale, from slate to silver. White cats, though uncommon in other clans, are quite a large part of WinterClan's population- however, this comes with deafness and hearing loss being a common disability in the gene pool of WinterClan purebloods. Cats with lilac, mink, and cream furs can often be seen around the clan as well. Brown or fully ginger cats are uncommon within the clan, besides the Convicts and Trials.
EYE COLOR
One of the easiest ways to spot a cat of pure WinterClan lineage is by their eye color. Shades of yellow and amber are the most common among pure WinterClan cats, followed by shades of blue, with greens being the least common. Heterochromia is somewhat common among the ranks as well due to the large population of white furred cats- as mentioned before though, this also comes with hearing loss and deafness being a common disability among pure WinterClan bloodlines.
HIERARCHY
SOVEREIGN The Sovereign is the equivalent to the leader of the clan. This position is NOT open. This cat has been blessed by StarClan with their nine lives, and has proven themselves worthy to hold such a high position to their clan. What they say is law, and to go against their word is to go against StarClan.
CROWNED The Crowned is the equivalent to the deputy of the clan. This position is NOT open. This cat is next in line to become Sovereign, and should the Sovereign become ill for any reason or disappear, they will lead in his/her absence.
WITCH/WARLOCK The Witch/Warlock is the equivalent to the medicine cat of the clan. This position is NOT open. Not only are they seen as the medicine cat of the clan, but they are also seen as the cat who ties them spiritually to StarClan. They also work on other felines' energies.
PUPIL The Pupil is the equivalent to the medicine cat apprentice of the clan. This position is NOT open. The Pupil is training in becoming the new Witch/Warlock, though their age can range from a trainee's age to a soldier's age.
KNIGHTS The Knights are the assassins of the clan, and are highly trained in the art of war and politics. This position is NOT open. There are four of these cats, each specialized in their own way; they have been hand-chosen by the Sovereign for this reason.
SOLDIERS The Soldiers are the equivalent to warriors. This position is OPEN. Each and every cat are skilled when it comes to fighting, hunting, and scouting; a triple threat. The Sovereign believes each skill is highly important for soldiers to learn, and therefore she refuses to split them up like they used to be.
TRAINEES The Trainees are the equivalent to apprentices. This position is OPEN. These are the future soldiers of the clan, and are training in the three skills to become the best soldiers they can be.
MOTHERS & SUCKLINGS The Mothers & Sucklings are the equivalent to Queens & Kits. These positions are OPEN. This rank is pretty self-explanatory.
ELDERS The elders of the clan are those who have retired from their duties and now live their life in ease. This position is OPEN.
CONVICTS The Convicts are those who have passed their Trial phase, and are now ready to be introduced into WinterClan culture. This position is OPEN. They are treated the same as Trainees, and have to take on a mentor to be taught the ways of WinterClan.
TRIALS The newest additions to WinterClan. This position is OPEN. These cats have recently come to WinterClan and have yet to prove themselves. They are forced to hunt for WinterClan yet they eat last, and then they are not allowed to sleep inside of the camp. On their final day, they are to stand Trial under the watchful eye of the Sovereign, and the clan judges them as a whole. Should they pass, they become a Convict. Should they fail, they are kicked out and never allowed to return.
PRISONERS Prisoners are those who are either caught trespassing on WinterClan territory, prisoners of war, or members of WinterClan who have committed a crime. Prisoners aren't taken lightly, for they are seen as the scum of WinterClan. They are bullied and belittled on the daily.
WE ARE IN DIRE NEED OF: MOTHERS, CONVICTS, TRIALS
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❅ Your biographies must at least be four sentences in length.
❅ Please be sure to read over the ranks above so you know which ones are available.
❅ Please keep in mind that WinterClan's climate is cold and harsh, so a short-furred cat probably wouldn't be able to survive.
❅ You may roleplay your character as soon as you add them to the joining thread.
❅ Questions? Comments? Concerns? Direct them towards the Sovereign, the Crowned, or the Witch/Warlock.
ZIRCONIA dust ❅ SINFUL The multi-verse, a vast plane of endless possibility full of questions and consequences. It is where we’re born, where we live, where we die, and where we move on; it’s everywhere around us and through us. It’s the undetected, the unpredictable. It’s invisible and nowhere, but everywhere all the same. It’s in the white hairs of her pelt, the molten chartreuse of her eyes, the smirk upon pink lips. Just as quickly as it reveals itself, it vanishes without a trace; much like it, her history is also untraceable. She’s a jail cell, locked tight against the world, unwilling to divulge her secrets. No one will get past her defenses; no one will want to. Continue your mindless trek through life, young one, and leave the stars to those who can navigate them. Trials (will be trainee later) Mentor: None — interested?
A pale chocolate-brown tom whose color fades to a creamy yellow and snowy white, his pelt is engraved with inky black tabby markings. His narrowed, pointed features hold hallmarks of angora, while his thicker fur and more muscular features more Mainecoon in character. His eyes are a bronze-gold, deep and rich with the color he got his name from. A relatively quiet and aloof tom, it's hard to tell what's going on behind his typically stoic appearance.
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EVENINGPAW spark ❅ ARETHUSA A large tortoiseshell tom, his thick coat and giant build evidence of his natural Winterclan heritage. Despite his more muscular frame however, his long soft locks of pale ginger and gentle black fur hides his built gives him a more feminine frame that he deeply resents. His eyes are a pale green-yellow, almost chartreuse except for how deeply desaturated the color is, and the fact the yellow seems to almost rim and bleed into the green towards the center of his eyes. This creates an rather interesting peridot-like effect, where in the dim light his eyes look a near yellow-white while in full sun it holds a much richer green tone. Trainee If I need be I can ask around to see if I can find someone to rp his mentor, but since I adopted him as an apprentice I don't have one.
DAPPLEDSNOW ❅ SINFUL A long-haired white she-cat with black splattered across her pelt in a minimal scattered array and green eyes. Though she lived her life in chaos and heartache, she now lives in hope, facing the end of her days with nervousness and a question on her mind: will she be able to change the tide and leave her legacy with good impressions rather than distaste and darkness? Mother to Snowflower, Poppythroat, and Bumblerose. Grandmother of Valleyswirl, Duskthorn, Marshflower, Thistlescar, and Mistlesnow. Great-grandmother to Morningpaw, Eveningpaw, Ghoulpaw, and Spiritpaw. Elder
GHOULPAW mask ❅ SINFUL I am the monster hiding under your bed, teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red. A gorgeous snowshoe tom with royal blue eyes reflective of the heart of the ocean hiding a beast within. A darkness portraying itself as daylight, the wolf in sheep's clothing, wrath personified. Whatever your alliteration, he's one full of inner conflict, desire for freedom and a stubborn streak a mile long. While he cares for his siblings, he doesn't appreciate the mental and physical imprisonment his mother, Valleystar, inflicts upon him. A free spirit longing the wind through his fur and new sights to see, he rebels every chance he gets, sometimes (most times) resulting in disastrous consequences. Son of Valleystar and Dovemask. Brother to Morningpaw, Eveningpaw, and Spiritpaw. Trainee Mentor: Hawthorncrown
HAWTHORNCROWN ❅ OCEANIX The hawthorn tree standing strong in solitude. Long lethal looking thorns protect the fragile innocence blossoms that bloom in the near the end of spring. Like the beautiful blossoms that decorate the hawthorn tree. Hawthorncrown is decorated in a solid slate grey color similar to the bark of the tree. Dotting her pelt like blossom petals are touches of soft faded orange. Her eyes the faded sunshine of the winter sun. Like the thorns that protect the fragile beautiful blossoms of the hawthorn tree, Hawthorncrown's works hard to protect her heart. Being alone since birth she is a cautious about making permanent personal connections with others. It doesn't stop her from being the adaptive to situations. In social situations she is a lively, charismatic soldier mingling with her comrades. A great listener she is willing to listen to others problems and help apply her own knownledge to help create solutions. Along with her knownledge Hawthorncrown is a brilliant cat that attempts to solve all the problems of the world surrounding her. While she is an excellent sincere friend who tries to fix all their problems. Hawthorncrown can fall prey to out burst of anger when over stressed. Soldier
CAMELLIASKY ❅ ASTROLOGICAL One who defies odds, a passionate burning of love and desire. She might be a bit too ambitious for her own liking; she might even be a bit too curious as well. In any case, its never led her into fortunate situations. Having a wanderess as a mother, Amaryllissky, she found her true loyalty and ties belonged to the Clan that her great Grandmother derived from. WinterClan. a Boisterous and young soul, she is fiery in every aspect of her personality, as she is calm and diluted. Should she express every bit of her personality today? Of course. Or should she wane and laze about, instead wishing to curl into the warm bodies of those she calls her family? Perhaps. Always torn between her hearts wants, she is related to the most interesting of family trees. Amayllissky being her mother, and Acaciadust being her aunt. Asterstreak, who resides in DayClan, being her cousin. Her grandmother being Bumblerose, and her closest family being Valleystar, her Aunt, and Dappledsnow, her great great Grandmother. She falls in a long line of cats who reigned from the Clans, and had chosen to leave the confines of a rouges life when her mother passed away. Passionate, witty, sarcastic, indefinably kind, she's quite the sight to behold.
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SMOKEPYRE ❅ ASTROLOGICAL Sickly; its what he's heard most of his life, anyways. With a scrawny body and what one could simply describe his pelt as ruffled and unkempt, he isn't the prettiest of cats to behold. Shorter than most, his fur gives him to appearance of actually having some meat to his bone. But he doesn't eat a whole lot, often having his head to preoccupied to consider food a necessity. Smokepyre is a unruly pelted gray tom, with the only brilliant thing about him being his smoldering amber eyes. Most of the reason for his being an elder has to do with the fact that he is unfit and unable to keep up with the daily norm of being a Solider. Hunting, fighting; no, that would simply kill his body. Diagnosed with a severe case of Asthma, if he is to run for an excessive amount of time he usually risks his life. But despite his probably dismal and sarcastic attitude, Smokepyre has a love for odd things. Twoleg objects, sharp stones, or interesting and deceiving devices? Check. Romanticizing death most of the time, however living in fear of actually dying, its safe to say his entire being is a contradiction to much of anything. He grew up in WinterClan as a kitten, and when training was much too hard for him as an apprentice, the ragtag tom found solace in the comfort of the Elders den. elder
SILENTSACRIFICE ❅ OCEANIX A snow cashmere Bengal she-cat with seal points and mink rosettes. Her eyes are the unique silver sage green that belonged to her biological mother Shaman Raelynn. Her name is a tribute to all the sacrificed kittens of Primal Instinct that where murdered by Shaman Raelynn. She is the unknown daughter of Shaman Raelynn and Primal Instinct hunter Lemmi. She was born during a blizzard that kept her adoptive father Primalwinter from learning the truth about Silentsacrifice and her brothers Madking and Warsoldier. She was raised by Primalwinter and Glaciatedrose and is under the impression they are her biological parents and that Howlingserenade and Frozentale were her brother and sister. When she was younger she always knew she looked a bit different from her clanmates. While her and her brothers had medium lengthed fur majority of her clanmates have long haired fur. She had a brief relationship with Crossroad when he was still living life as a rogue resulting in her children Chillstag, Thundersnow, Lightningheat, and Silenttrail. Mother
CROSSROAD ❅ OCEANIX A long haired burly dark brown tabby tom with yellow eyes and scars crisscrossing his face. When to paths meet they create a crossroad. A crossroad is also a point in one's life where they are met with a difficult decision. Crossroad was not born in Winterclan, but born as a rogue. He had been born, raised, and lived majority of is his as a rogue, but a life changing event caused the tom to become desperate and finally join one of the many clans that he had lived near since he was a kitten. Crossroad had a brief relationship with a Winterclan soldier Silentsacrifice that resulted in their children. While his relationship with Silentsacrifice is no more. Trial
MARSHFLOWER ❅ BLANKSLATE There is beauty in even the most desolate of places. A silver lining to be found in every story or tale. Life is full of lessons and one must be open to taking them in. Daughter of the Winterclan thane Snowflower and Brookclan tom Nero. Though she never knew her father, so when asked after her parents she only names her mother. Sister of Valleyswirl, Duskthorn, Thistlescar, and Mistlesnow. She has a steady head on her shoulders and a seemingly endless well of patience. Beautiful plush white coat paying homage to her clan of birth and unique blue shaded eyes popping into others notice easily. She had never struggled for attention, though self-worth is not something that comes easily to her. Often feeling left behind by her talented sister Valleyswirl, who seemed to exceed in everything. Growing up as an apprentice and watching your sibling constantly win favor is a hard thing for any young cat. But Marshflower holds not resentment, just a resigned acceptance. Her sister can be virtuous, a loving mother, and hold the torch. Marshflower will flit form relationship to relationship, never taking interest in anything long enough to grow too attached.
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MORNINGPAW shade ❅ BLANKSLATE
There is shade even on the brightest of days. As there should be though, for without shade there would be no break from the light. Morningshade, son of Valleyswirl and Dovemask is a tom who grew with the feeling of being caged. Claustrophobic from his mothers hovering and constant questions. He loves her no less but it has driven a desire to explore, brought to life a recklessness about future consequences. Having grown used to his mother swooping in to save him from trouble before he ever had to figure something out for himself. His mother always did his best by him though, something he can recognize. So he has a deep devotion to her, one might mock him for being a momma's boy, but in the face of the Morningshade will simply ask if they had ever met his mother. Brother to Ghoulmask, Eveningspark, and Spiritrose.
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mentor ..idk?
SILVERKIT tiara ❅ BLANKSLATE
Born from a union made in manipulation. No love gifted to him upon his birth and abandonment a harsh reality he faced before he was even four moons old. He was born in Springclan to Eternalstar, from her brief courtship with his father Leatherstar of Winterclan. Left to be his fathers burden soon after by his mother, Eternalstar unknowing that his father had abandoned winterclan. Leaving Silvertiara and his siblings to grow up with no family except each other and no clue towards their true origins. Brother to Emeraldscepter, Goldencrown, Bronzecirclet, and Platniumthrone.
THISTLESCAR ❅ OCEANIX His fur long flowing and pure white like the snow drifts that blanket Winterclan's territory. His eyes is a dark deep blue like the water underneath a layer of frozen ice. Peeking out from underneath his long fur he has several faint scars that litter his body. The most noticeable scar is the large claw mark running along his right shoulder and down part of his back. The scar he received during his apprenticeship from a badger attack. He was born in Winterclan before the change. His dream when he was younger had been to become a Prison Guard. A dream that he trained for during his apprenticeship and became as a young adult. Until he became a soldier underneath his sister's leadership. He was born to Snowflower and Nero. He is the brother to Valleystar, Marshflower, Duskthorn, and Mistlesnow. He is also the uncle to Ghoulpaw, Morningpaw, Eveningpaw, and Spiritpaw.
ACACIASEA ❅ ASTROLOGICAL As she would like to keep up her image, she enforces the striking visage of a grouchy, small shrimp of a fluffy she-cat with a tongue that could cut through anything it set its mind to. Though she may appear to be a small, feeble little feline, she is in fact a hot-tempered little cinnamon bun that will not hesitate to fight something twice her size. With a barbed tongue, and words of steel, gray and black marked molly is a cat of confidence and willpower. She wouldn't hesitate to defend her Clan, and friends, even to her dying breath. She tends to let her morality get the best of her, despite her taste to defend her territory. Acaciasea knows that she would never, not even in her dreams, leave someone who is in dire need of help to die. In fact, despite her mean little attitude, she is probably the sweetest she-cat you'd probably ever have the pleasure of meeting. With the normal tabby patterns, she wears a long and luxurious coat of black fur. Patterns of darker gray textures and swirls mix into said gray pelt. Her eyes are a fiery, passionate amber color, swirling full of an emotional tempest.
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HIDDENCREST ❅ ASTROLOGICAL A large, pallid gray tom with striking and swirling gray features marking his face adorns you with two very striking, soul searching eyes. Hiddencrest is someone who comes off as both intimidating, and rightly so. He takes his job at protecting WinterClan and his fellow Clan-mates quite seriously, often being a force to reckon with. His worst of attitudes is usually pretty grumpy, stubborn, and albeit blunt when he needs to be. This large tom isn't afraid to voice his opinions and be heard, and he isn't faint at the idea and sight of bloodshed either. But despite all, and despite the demeanor of acting tough for his Clan's sake, he's actually a pretty goofy guy. Aloof when it comes to romance, and a bit clumsy when he becomes flustered, its easy to see hes honestly just a lovable dork. One of Hiddencrest's more soft attributes is his obvious love and admiration for flowers. He's absolutely and positively fond of them; though I guess its an odd hobby to have when you live in the middle of a barren wasteland, surrounded by snow. solider
SQUIRRELPAW shriek ❅ ASTROLOGICAL Aah! Whats that? Oh, its just a shadow? Alright, no harm, then. You might think its a bit silly; but Squirrelshriek has always been born with a jumpy attitude and cautious nature. Always tumbling over her paws, sliding awkwardly, and slipping when practically everyone is watching. If she found it funny, she'd probably think she was the comical relief. But she hates it, always getting scraped and bruised. Squirrelshriek is a ruddy, auburn she-cat with somewhat patchy, long fur. Her tail, what she's mostly named after, is large and bushy; like a squirrels. However her real name probably comes from the way she often cries in alarm or surprise. But despite her timid and frady-cat like nature, she's a goofy and aloof soul just trying to learn her way through life. Possibly the second most notable thing about her, by the way, is her love for acorns and collecting all things acorns. An odd hobby, yeah; but Squirrelshriek is a pretty odd cat, to say the least.
all i do is sit underneath my partner's cat while she snores on top of me.
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Post by artica on Mar 22, 2019 17:53:26 GMT -5
COUGARPAW blood ❅ ARTICA He is a brother. He is integrated. He reveres his clan, and loves his family. He feels that he has purpose, but there is something missing. He is shy, intellectual, and cunning, but feels as though something doesn't add up. Something is incomplete, but he cannot figure out the source. There is a thirst he cannot quench but cannot find the water, a concern he has, but cannot figure out the question. The long-haired silver tabby tom silent, and his internal turmoil remains hidden. As frequently as his bright amber eyes look to the sky, he still feels as though he cannot see. Perhaps it's ingrained. It must be innate. Or is it? Trainee
SMOKEPAW pyre ❅ ASTROLOGICAL Sickly; its what he's heard most of his life, anyways. With a scrawny body and what one could simply describe his pelt as ruffled and unkempt, he isn't the prettiest of cats to behold. Shorter than most, his fur gives him to appearance of actually having some meat to his bone. But he doesn't eat a whole lot, often having his head to preoccupied to consider food a necessity. Smoketrail is a unruly pelted gray tom, with the only brilliant thing about him being his smoldering amber eyes. Most of the reason for his being an elder has to do with the fact that he is unfit and unable to keep up with the daily norm of being a Solider. Hunting, fighting; no, that would simply kill his body. Diagnosed with a severe case of Asthma, if he is to run for an excessive amount of time he usually risks his life. But despite his probably dismal and sarcastic attitude, Smoketrail has a love for odd things. Twoleg objects, sharp stones, or interesting and deceiving devices? Check. Romanticizing death most of the time, however living in fear of actually dying, its safe to say his entire being is a contradiction to much of anything. He grew up in WinterClan as a kitten, and when training was much too hard for him as an apprentice, the ragtag tom found solace in the comfort of the Elders den. Although, when the opportunity arose for him to learn to heal rather than be healed constantly, he took it eagerly. As if healing others gave him a new purpose in life, something greater than what his body limited him to. Brought back down to the name Smokepaw, he will dutifully study under Mistyveil until the time comes for him to receive his Medicine Cat name; Smokepyre. pupil
ROARINGSUN ❅ SPECKLEPELT A pale ginger tom with darker ginger tabby markings and light amber eyes. Roaringsun is the eldest brother of Wolfpaw, Coyotepaw, Tigerpaw, Cougarpaw, Hurricanepaw, and Cheetahpaw; born in the same litter as Blizzardglow and Nightflash. Once a bubbly and cheerful kit, Roaringsun lived life brimming with innocence. The youngest of his litter, he was often teased by his older siblings. His youth was filled with laughter and joy that didn’t stop once his younger siblings were born. No- it stopped shortly after that, when his parents Shiningleaf and Newtclaw were found dead alongside his youngest brother Snowkit. His life was never the same after the murder of his parents and brother. He saw what could have been him, what once was him in Snowkit- the youngest brother of the litter. He wandered aimlessly through life until the disappearance of his older brother Nightflash and younger sister Hurricanepaw. Unable to grasp all his loss, Roaringsun lives a dangerous life with little care for his future. As wild and heated as his name sounds, he lives his life with no regrets for his actions. Roaringsun is fiercely overprotective of his surviving siblings, to the point that he finds himself more invested in their lives and actions than his own. He has a very bad habit of chewing on his tail when he becomes overwhelmed with fear or anxiety. Because of this, his tail has less fur than his otherwise fluffy body and small spots where fur just won't grow.
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THUNDERKIT snow ❅ SPECKLEPELT A long haired pale brown tabby tom with with silver sage eyes. He is a cocky young tom, making mischief wherever and however he can find. He is a sly young kit, often talking his way out of trouble than taking the blame for his actions. Thunderkit is rather large for his age, often getting mistaken for being older than he is. Despite his rambunctious personality, he has a great respect for authority and the elders of his Clan. He wants to be a Knight one day, going through whatever training he needs to go get to that point. His mother is Silentsacrifice and his father is Crossroads. His littermates are Chillkit, Lightningkit, and Silentkit.
SNOWSTORM ❅ WOLVES A feline of the snow and mist of winter. Truly a blank canvas to the eye. And nearly blinding in the suns glowing rays. Snowstorm has a pelt of pure white. An icicle white, if you would. Her fur is like sheep wool , curly and soft at the same time. Her eyes are an icy blue hue that seems to bore into your very soul. Snowstorm is a cold, stoic, rather quiet as well as gracious when she wants too be. She is also a very skillful she-cat who works hard to be the best she can, even being overly brave by running or leaping into dangerous situations, not caring if she lived or died. She doesn't show emotions, often keep any and all sorts of pain hidden from the Clan, as she had been taught by her Parents, Icestorm her Mother and Whiteclaw, her Father, to do. They thought that showing any kind of emotion, was a sign of weakness, so they brutally taught their children to bear their emotions quietly. They taught their children to be mindful and respectful to those in power and to reach for their goals without over stepping authority. Snowstorm strives to do the right thing, to protect her Clan at all costs, to follow StarClan and honor her Ancestors. She has scars that since she got them are covered by her sheep fur, but it is a reminder that she was tortured and abused, just to make her stronger now. She hopes to be able to find a mate , have kits, teach an apprentice and be the best that she can be. She dreams of wanting to reach for royalty with in her Clan or at least as close to it as she can. She hopes to die in service of her Clan. Soldier
SPIRITPAW rose ❅ WOLVES Spiritrose is a spirited, upbeat, optimistic , a cat who is ladylike and pretty, and hide the fact that she is very witty and sharp tongued, she-cat. She is a white ragdoll with light copper highlights throughout her pelt. Her eyes are a dark midnight blue color that gleams with coldness, like the home she was born in. Spiritrose gets along well with her siblings and relatives but has a love-hate relationship with her Mother, due to her Mother always wanting to know what she is doing. This annoys her to no end. She understands that her Mother wants what is best for her, but at the same time she wants to be able to live her own life. Spiritrose wants to be leader, and is often pushed harder by her mother to be a leader to her siblings and to her Clan. She is often ordered to take up leadership positions, even though she doesn't want too at times. During those times she is often rebellious towards her Mother. She is a devotee of StarClan and believes that they are her true Ancestors and follows them without conviction. Spiritrose hopes that someday she can be a clan or warrior leader that StarClan would be proud of. Trainee Mentor: None Yet, Any Takers
TUNDRASTORM ❅ WOLVES Tundrastorm is named after a vast, flat, treeless land which is permanently frozen, which called WinterClan as well as being skilled; strong; determined; gray-furred and named for his abilities and skills as well as the coloring of a storm, that his fur resembles. Tundrastorm grew up with Sagestep in winterclan and they became really close when Sagestep's parents died, he offered her support and helped her through it. After a few moons, they decided to become mates. Several moons passed and Sagestep became pregnant, which thrilled Tundrastorm, because he was gonna be a Father. Now he has kits to teach and family to care for. He is loyal to his Clan and would do anything for his home. His parents were once WinterClan warriors and died of blackcough when he was a kit. Now all he wants to do is be the best soldier for his Clan, even if it means dying or suffering. He has no want to be in power but strives to do and be the best at everything he does. Tundrastorm is a fluffy silver and white tabby with yellow eyes. Soldier
