Username: Spiderheart

Cat name: Eveningspirit

Bio: Eveningspirit has a thick coat of ginger and white, her face and head are laced with tabby stripes and just at the start of her forehead above her eyes is a scar where fur no longer grown leaving only pink colored flesh. Her eyes are pools of pale amber that grow darker just around her pupil. She tends to have a piercing look to these orbs, many cats who meet her gaze find it to be quite intimidating to hold. Her emotions are not telegraphed through her eyes like many others, she tends to have an almost empty look within the golden depths, though this does not mean that Eveningspirit does not have emotions. Quite the opposite really. Eveningspirit is a very passionate feline, and once you get to know her she is quite easy to understand. Her emotions run hot and deep within her. Her temper is nearly legendary within the clan, but on the opposite end of the spectrum, so is her kindness. She can turn her emotions nearly on a dime, making this feline quite unpredictable when it comes to her reactions in certain situations. While she does feel very deeply, certain emotions, such as anger, are slow to rise and it takes something drastic to get instant fury from this she-cat. Eveningspirit has a very calculating mind. She is constantly assessing those around her, and the situations that arise between clanmates. In battle, she can almost instantly decipher opponents strengths and weaknesses, just by watching them fight for a few seconds. This makes her rather dangerous in battle that and her surprising agility make up for her smaller size. Eveningspirit is quite persuasive when she puts her mind to it. She could charm a tiger out of its stripes if she really wanted to. Her silver tongue and honeyed words are quite useful when negotiating with other clans, and even her own clanmates, to get her way, or to get out of a fight. She does not lie or stretch the truth, merely finds a way to tell the truth in a way that sounds very flattering to whomever she is speaking to. Sometimes, things do not go quite as Eveningspirit intends, as she can be quite blunt when speaking at times. When feels she is not being listened to she becomes a bit harsh and demanding. Eveningspirit finds it better to be honest, rather than hiding behind lies. Better to let a cat know how the truth of things, than coddle them with deceit. Eveningspirit is actually quite a responsible feline. She takes all tasks and duties to her clan very seriously. She makes sure that every cat is following orders, and that everything is done before she will allow herself to relax. This is not to say that she is uptight, or stressed, simply that the she-cat believes that if things can be done today, then it should be. "Don't put off till tomorrow, what you can get done today." is her favorite saying, and she says it quite frequently. Eveningspirit takes pride in her loyalty to SpringClan, and the dedication required to fulfill her duties to her clan. She is a hard working cat, and she tries to inspire others to work hard as well. She is fully committed to her clan, and always ensures that every cat is taken care of and knows that they can always come to her is they feel there is an issue. To those who do not know her, Eveningspirit can seem like a bit of an oddball, she can often times be seen muttering to herself but don't be alarmed she is simply thinking aloud to herself and running through what needs to be done for that day. It is a habit that she has done her whole life, one that she was never able to shake. As hard of a worker as she is Eveningspirit still enjoys the little things in life and on her down time will often times wander through SprinClans territory, or relaxing in one of her favorite spots.

Activity on site: I am very active, I get on every day

Activity in SpringClan: I have just created a few cats for SpringClan and will be posting them on the joining thread shortly, I have been working my way through all of the groups making cats, I would like to help bring a fresh wave of activity to SpringClan.

Username: Aberrantfox

Cat name: Brambleblossom

Bio: A small feisty dark calico she-cat with a sharp water blue gaze. Brambleblossom was born and raised in SpringClan along side her brother Oakfall. Their bond was like spring is to flowers. Inevitable and perfect. Brambleblossom proved to be the smaller of the two. Her thin and agile form allowing her high speeds and hunting skills her brother could only dream of. Yes Oakfall had the build of a lion and could take down an enemy with a single swipe of his massively heavy paws. They were like the Gemini siblings, the sun and the moon, summer and winter. Complete opposites yet incomplete without the other. Yet all good things must come to an end. On what was expected to be an average patrol Brambleblossom found herself face to face with an unexpected enemy. An old sickly fox with fury in its amber gaze. Oakfall did not hesitate to launch himself at the creature but not before it landed a brutal blow to Brambleblossom's right shoulder. The sheer strength of the blow knocked her back and forced her to smack her head on sharp rock. A few days later she awoke in the medicine cats den, Her fur cleaned yes patched on her shoulder and behind her ear with cobwebs. Blinking against the pain of a lingering headache she was able to inquire of the events that led to her laying in a sick cats nest. The news hit her like a falling tree. Oakfall couldn't be dead. He was the most powerful cat she knew. Surely that mangy fox couldn't have bested him! The moons that fallowed were like trying to pull yourself through thick sticky mud. Brambleblossom went through each day with a slow sluggish drag of her petite paws. It was as if half of herself was missing. When was threatened SpringClan's security, Brambleblossom resisted the urge to find shelter in the forest beyond. But a heavy weight in her paws forced her in her place. She could feel her brothers strength seep into her limbs and flex her claws. She could feel the warmth of his pelt on hers. She fought in that battle with a strength she never knew she could muster. Every battle after it was as if her brother joined her. A strength engaging her that was not there before. Brambleblossom awake from her emotional coma to find a new personality. She was still fast and able to provide fro her clan. Her dark calico pelt easily blending in with the stones and deep brush where she enjoyed hunting. She now had a wit that emphasized her words and remarks. She found herself escaping from her shell and embracing clan mate relationships. She discovered a bond and loyalty to SpringClan she hadn't recognized before. But most of all. In the secret of her heart she longed for battle. For the time of adrenaline searing through her veins and bonding her with her brother like raindrops seeping into a thick pelt. Brambleblossom hasn't revealed this phenomenon with anyone.

Activity on site: I went from a break to a 8-9, I was in the middle of a move and lost internet but now I'm back (: This is a new account because i failed to recover my password for my last account, Primodialhaze. ♥

Activity in SpringClan: I was moderately active in SpringClan before my move but I am refreshing with new characters I adore so my activity will increase weather I get this promotion for not (: