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SNOWFLAKE na – OWLETS Snowflake is a stoic; cold; quiet; gracious, Small; timid and lightweight she-cat, with a soft, fluffy, silky pelt like fresh newly fallen snow. Her eyes are yellow like the sun, shining down on the snow. Snowflake is the daughter of two pureblooded WinterClan warriors, turned prisoners, who betrayed their Clan. Though she doesn't know that, all she knows is that she was abandoned at birth and raised by the Den Mothers. She is slightly shy about meeting new cats, but only if they pose no threat to her. If they do her timidness flies away and you will see a hard and cruel cat before you. If under imprisonment and having to endure pain, she will not show it, she will bear it without complaining. If inflicting pain she will give you a smile as she tears into you. She is quiet and gracious when she walks. Snowflake is a small she-cat who can easily blend into the snow save for her eyes. SOLDIER
ICEBLIZZARD na - OWLETS
Iceblizzard was born and raised by her parents, Snownose and Wintertail who died shortly after her birth from Black Cough. She was born an aggressive kit, one who pushed and shoved to get what she wanted. It carried over to her apprenticeship, into more aggressiveness, this time she pushed and shoved her way through every trial, and pain that she endured. She never gave up no matter if it seemed hopeless, though at times it will get her into trouble. Other times it made other's fear her, because of it. Icebreeze is someone people can rely on to help them in their time of need. Someone who seems to be everywhere and doing multiple tasks. At times she is thought of like a ghost or something that's not a cat because she is always busy doing something and never seen to take a break. She loyal to her family and her Clan, and she strives to give 100% of herself to them. Iceblizzard is a snow-white fluffy she-cat with dazzling blue eyes.
DISASTERPAW piece – CADENCE Disasterpiece's fur is long and groomed, billowing down in gentle waves of coal with hints of diamond white in its wake. His eyes pierce into your soul, cold and emotionless, a pale blue mimicking that of ice. Claws unsheathed and digging into the ground, the large tom cat strode forward, his eyes glinting dangerously. "So, you want to hear my story?" He began, a devilish smirk tugging at his leathery lips. "Let's begin." It begins with Disasterpiece, being born to the Sovereign of WinterClan, and a Knight who had seemingly disappeared before Valleystar even knew she was pregnant. His mother was distant, to say in the least, yet at the same time overbearingly close. She was persistent on their training, starting them early at only four moons old. Without a father figure and his mother's training, he was truly lacking both proper parental figures in life. This had caused him to grow aggressive and violent, cruel to his siblings and those around him. To his siblings, though, it was no surprise. From day one, his mother had pitted him and his siblings against each other, forcing them to fight in training and to fight for her love. She always played by favorites, making the others feel unworthy. Disasterpiece was one of Valleystar's all-time favorites, but it wasn't all fairies and lollipops. Instead, she pushed him harder, trained him harder, and was much harsher with her words that sliced him open every time he messed up. Eventually, Disasterpiece went from a barbarous feline to one who was cold and silent, preferring to keep his distance from others.
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SNOWPAW song – CADENCE A snow white she-cat with beautiful, crystal blue eyes. She is the daughter of the Enchantress Diesdrè, and WinterClan-turned-Regime Mercenary Roman. Growing up, Snowsong had always had an incredibly close relationship with her father, having been named after his deceased brother. The two shared many qualities together, such as the 'protectors' of their family, always quietly watching them nearby, yet keeping their distance. Snowsong is pompous and modest, usually acting as if she is better than everyone else. Don't let this fool you, though, for this antisocial she-cat can be known to be quite the talkative and sweet one once you get past her haughty exterior. When Roman, formerly known as Roaringsun, had left WinterClan in pursuit of a better future and his mate in the Regime, Snowsong was given a choice: stay, or follow lead. She chose to stay, not wanting to leave her brother Melodybreeze or aunt Blizzardglow alone. If there's anything that's more important to her than her clan, it's her family.
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HOLLYPAW bloom – CADENCE A beautiful, diluted calico she-cat with siamese points and pale blue eyes. Hollybloom is shy and timid, being one not to speak up first. She used to be a boisterous young feline, but due to being bullied for her not being able to speak properly, she became quiet. When you are able to melt her distant exterior, though, she begins to become a completely different feline. She talks in third person, never knows when to shut up, and finds joy in the oddest things, such as toads and bees. She is always attached at the hip with her best friend, Redbudpetal, for she is seen as her 'bodyguard'. Hollybloom isn't the strongest or wittiest of felines, and so Redbudpetal steps in to defend her whenever Hollybloom isn't able to defend herself. Hollybloom was born alongside Alpinegust and Alderdream, to Sagestep and Tundrastorm. Growing up, she had a pretty average childhood, though her siblings saw her as annoying for she would follow them around constantly. And then, when she met Redbudpetal as a kit, the two grew close, and inseparable. Despite her shyness, Hollybloom lives her life to the fullest, enjoying each day as it passes as if it were her last.
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QUARTZRIDDLE – CADENCE Sharp yellow eyes stare at you from the darkness, a dangerous glint apparent in them. Quartzriddle is a womanizer; he doesn't mean to be, but he just can't help it. Dark and mysterious, no one can ever tell what is on Quartzriddle's mind, but what they can see is a secretive smirk and a flash of knowing in his eyes. What he knows, nobody knows, but it's enough to drive a cat mad. Quartzriddle is quite the handsome tom, being a silver tabby with an entirely black face, and a white chest, underbelly and socks.
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REDBUDPETAL – CADENCE A silver tabby she-cat with a white underbelly and paws, with light amber eyes and a small pink nose. Redbudpetal is eccentric. Pair her along with her best friend, Hollybloom, and you got yourself double trouble. She is a strange little cat, with an affinity for odd things, such as bones and sticks and what-not. Despite this, she is overly playful and loves getting into things she shouldn't be getting into with other young soldiers. She is usually seen as the one who leads the group into a fun disaster, and then sit back and admire her work.
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Post by uniqcrim on Aug 2, 2019 12:21:31 GMT -5
BRONZEKITscar – UNIQCRIM He has grieved for a world he never knew and grasped for memories like they were air. He’s the biggest kitten in the nursery and yet everyone calls him a newborn. The way people look at him, their begging eyes for him to not see through him. As if he could see through their lies like glass and he could. They ignite a memory that’s out of grasp and as he grows older he forgets more and more. The cats around him know something about him, know he isn’t Bronzekit, know who his real mom is. He is the son of Mistyveil, the only rejected kit to ever be forsaken from her litter. Few know his real story, but those who do can’t help, but stare. He lives in a lie to save him from becoming like his sister Icecream, a sacrifice. Bronzekit is a silvery grey tom with bronze streaks crackling throughout his pelt giving him the appearance of having many scars. In leafbare these bronze markings nearly all disappear, but in the warmer moons his pelt is less heavy and long and these bronze markings can be seen. He has genetically rare turquoise blue eyes that very few cats in the clan possess. Bio written by Faith. KIT
APPLEKIT cloud – goldcrest A curious soul, Applecloud is always ready for a new adventure, whether it be exploring the territory or finding new hiding spots within her current home, Applecloud is up to it. A nice molly that gives off a cheerful aura, she has the adorable folded ears and wide eyes of a regular Scottish fold. Her pelt is a soft white with a few orange and black patches, mainly around her face and tail. Her large, bright amber eyes shone with a careful, slow friendliness. Applecloud is a big dreamer, getting lost in her fantasies about the future plenty of times. Travelling between all four of the Mountain Clans for her whole life, she developed a sense of adventure, mainly what is beyond their four territories. Applecloud gives off a down-to-earth, go-with-the-flow kind of vibe, willing to let the world take her wherever it seemed fit. She’s usually never seen without a smile on her face, a soft, natural expression that tells of her caring and somewhat lazy nature. KIT
Every dog may have his day, but a cat has 365. But like an old dog, this aging tomcat still has a trick or two up his furry sleeves. Raventusk has been in WinterClan as for back as he can remember, his whole life in fact. This brooding feline doesn't simply walk, he saunters. Scars from many moons of battles cover his large body. Raventusk's most noticeable scars being on his nose and ears out. As black as his namesake, and equally as cunning, Raventusk's pelt is long and thick. Hooded yellow eyes absorb information like moss. This tom rarely smiles, a permanent sneer makes Raventusk seem unapproachable. Don't tell his enemies, but under Raventusk's signature smile is a pair of protruding fangs, and his Warrior name. But despite his grizzled appearance and greying muzzle, Raventusk wears many coats. He will be fierce in his enemies eyes, yet soft to the eyes of the youth. A well rounded tom, Raventusk is a decent hunter but it's in the battle ring when things really get bloody. But despite his brutish appearance, Raventusk would much rather take a step back and evaluate a situation before acting. Raventusk is quick of wit and sarcastic, with a touch of dark humour. Raventusk has outlived most of his bloodkin, who have all either died naturally or before their time. As for a mate or children, Raventusk has been to dedicated to his Clan to even blink at the thought. Raventusk's only string, only attachment, is his Clan.
I am having trouble trying to find a directory for the ranks. I was hoping for Senior Warrior equivallent? If not, just a Warrior is fine.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Aug 17, 2019 17:56:36 GMT -5
Cocoakit/ woods ♀ [Racer]- Cocoa cinnamon butter fur dominates her heavenly figure. Wisps of aztec gold hues silhouette across her face and down her body in divine and eloquent patterns. Her eyes never look the same, always change depending on how the sun and darkness play against her gaze. They appear to be a seafoam color changing between hazel, to green, to blue. She was once the kind of girl who would shrink back her lungs if it meant giving others more air to breathe even if she was suffocating inside. She was subservient and easily obeyed commands, it was only after her mom lured her out into the woods and left her there that she learned she shouldn’t be so obedient. She returned to WinterClan a different person and while her mom was proud of her she’s less than pleased with her mom. Before she was all beauty and no mind of her own, but now she’s a beauty and a beast. The kind of girl who will kill you and still won’t be late for supper. She’s well mannered and keeps her composure, it’s why you’ll never see her coming.
GLANIUR – LAVELLAN The drop of rain water in the stream, the rustle of leaves on a stormy day. The mouse hiding from its predator, the predator chasing its prey. A picture is worth a thousand words, but those words change with each story. Which is reality? Which is fake? Vision and sight. They are a simple sense, something that most cats have. Something that most take advantage of. Do they truly see the world for what it is? Perhaps the blind are the ones who see the most. Maybe those gifted with sight are the ignorant ones. The lucky ones. Who truly wants to see the world? Each little movement, unseen. Every tiny ant, ignored. Even something as big as a tree, often overlooked. Things that you would never even guess would be important, end up being life changing. This is the training that was pushed into Glaniur, to never ignore a single detail. Be aware of everything, as a blind cat would if they were given the chance. Overlooking a single fact could be deadly. Each sound, each movement. Take it all in, and think. Be tactical. Surprise your enemy with the obvious. Or the unexpected. After all, no one would expect to be beaten in a fight by a former kittypet. Not all kittypets have an easy life, however. Some are tortured, abused, even when a young kit. There was no love to be found by his twolegs, and so it was little surprise that Glaniur took the first chance he could get to escape. Even as a kit, he was always watching for an opening. It was that habit of his that made a small group of rogues take him in to train. The young tom learned every skill he knows from them, but at a cost. They were rogues. Untrustworthy, dangerous. Even for a kit. Sometimes, Glaniur wondered which life was better. The rogues knew no mercy. It was enough to turn a kit into someone else. They abused him much like the twolegs. But, he had freedom. He was offered knowledge. So, he went along with the training until the rogues abandoned him. The day they vanished was the day Glaniur officially gained freedom. He was no longer at the mercy of others, bent and beaten to their will. He was finally able to look after himself. Yet, he still ended up in a clan, following another’s orders. It was an odd thing, for a cat with no more trust to give, ending up in a clan. He makes no secret of his hatred for others, just as most cats do with kittypets and rogues. But, sometimes it’s easy to forget. After all, he seems to turn everything into a joke, responding to most things with a sarcastic remark. It’s curious, however, how Glaniur never throws his looks around. His speckled black face, covering his cream colored pelt, and his icy clear eyes, he’s not too hard to look at. But, Glaniur seems to not take a romantic interest in anyone. SOLDIER
FRECKLEDPAW bird – DEER "In art, rebellion is consummated and perpetuated in the act of real creation, not in criticism or commentary." - Albert Camus. Freckledbird is a bit of an insufferable she-cat. Although she is very loyal and incredibly innovative, she can drive cats away pretty easily with her pretentiousness and difficulty to work with. Freckledbird is everything but shy, never one to hide her opinion. She wants for things to go her way, and believes her ideas and opinions are the only correct ones. She has been known to argue with everyone, and even challenge the clan leader at times. In spite of all this, Freckledbird's clanmates know that she is undoubtedly loyal to her clan, and will fight for it until her last drop of blood. She is also extremely smart and also plans excellent ways to execute operations, whether it's while hunting, planning an attack, or some other type of event. Freckledbird was born to Peachblossom and Snowhowl, and is the twin sister to Dappledstream. STUDENT
FROZENREQUIEM – DEER “Unlike the puerile loyalty to a conviction, loyalty to a friend is a virtue – perhaps the only virtue, the last remaining one.” - Milan Kundera. Frozenrequiem is the product of being raised with no love. She is an extremely powerful cat. She is strong, fast, and an incredible adversary. She does not keep friends, but does admire those around her who match her own strength. Frozenrequiem is in a constant state of unrest, always looking for ways to improve her situation and is rarely ever completely satisfied. Her poor upbringing resulted in detached behavior; she finds it very hard to relate to other cats. She does not speak much, usually only when she's discussing business of some sort. She is however very clever and chooses her words wisely. The warrior is bewitching yet manipulative. She has a way of getting others to do things for her without them even knowing. She will con with no remorse in order to have things her way. Her set of beliefs are absolute and she is not likely to be persuaded to see any other viewpoint. Frozenrequiem also has a thirst for blood. She can often act out seemingly without control. She is very strategic, however. She uses prey and trees to release her frustrations, but also has no problem with “correcting” her clanmates through other acts of violence. Frozenrequiem is a large cat, particularly for a female. She doesn’t laze around often, so she is always exercising her body and retains her slim but muscular frame. She may be smaller than many males but she can still dominate them. Frozenrequiem is ruled by her intuition. She believes her instincts will always get her to where she needs to be. She trusts herself wholeheartedly and looks at those who disagree with her as enemies. Cats who take time to rationalize, in her opinion, are fools who deny their own basic patterns of behavior. There is never any telling where the molly’s loyalties lie. She is not a liar, but she is never upfront with exactly how she is thinking. Frozenrequiem knows her own beauty and isn’t afraid to use her looks to her advantage. She uses flirtation as a tool to con. Because she’s hard to read, there is never any certainty of candor there. She doesn’t necessarily enjoy conversation, nor does she form strong bonds. She’d rather immerse herself in her own scheme than trouble herself with other individuals. When she is around other felines, she uses her strength and aggression to dominate over them, because this is the only form of communication she has learned. Frozenrequiem does not identify with many others. Because of this, she is often by herself and even insists on sleeping and often feeding alone. She can transform from calm to hot-tempered in a flash. Even one misplaced look could set her off. Lastly, Frozenrequiem’s main redeeming trait is her loyalty. She looks upon strong and intelligent cats with great appeal. SOLDIER
Bound to Leatherstar through the warrior bond they forged when he led WinterClan before, this massive ginger she cat has returned once more to the ranks of WinterClan... though she occasionally takes advantage of a position in MoonClan to keep an eye on SunClan and her daughter Mysterypaw who lives in DayClan now. But her duty calls her to Leatherstar's side once more. After all she knows her student won't fail to keep things interesting, and she's ready to fight to help him accomplish his goals, and hopefully she'll encounter some exciting fights as well. She is a large and intimidating she cat, a former hunter of Primal Instinct, the former Frozen to Leatherstar, his guardian and protector in times of need, a former knight of the old guard of WinterClan, and now a warrior of MoonClan and a Prison Guard of WinterClan. She has accumulated as many titles as she has scars almost. And she bears all with a head held high and eyes looking ahead to any battles that may lie ahead. PRISON GUARD
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Post by Spiderheart on Aug 18, 2019 12:29:48 GMT -5
Re-adding because they were never put on the page.
MORNINGSNOW – Spiderheart Morningsnow is an interesting looking she-cat, not because of her thick white pelt and the ginger atop her head and ears but because of her different colored eyes. While one of Morningsnows eyes is an icy blue the other is a dull earthy green. Morningsnow was born to be a warrior, falling naturally into fighting her skills are impressive, she is a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to learning and extremely serious. Even as an apprentice she would strive to be the best, training hard until she was either to exhausted to go on or until she had reached her goal. Morningsnow is not known to be unfriendly though I suppose that also depends on how you view things, she is strict and she will push you to your limits but not because she is unkind. She does it because she knows you can be better. There is never a time in life when you stop learning and growing, and time wasted is knowledge lost in her eyes. Perhaps the fact that she was brought up by strict parents is why she has become this way, she had not been given the chance to be like the other kits and apprentices; fun was not part of her world. Morningsnow became stronger having focused only on her skills and abilities. Morningsnow is a loyal warrior to her clan, she is always ready to protect them with tooth and claw as it is what she was born to do. The she-cat had never planned on having kits, she did not have the time or the desire to stop her duties to raise them. Unfortunately for her she had been careless, what others would call a blessing she calls a mistake. Morningsnow decided she would raise the kits she had only so that she could keep a close eye on them and teach them the importance of being a strong and loyal warrior, she does not tolerate weakness especially from her children. She is not the soft motherly type and although many have tried to speak to her about how she behaves with her children she has no plans to change or alter herself even for the sake of her kit. She is the mother of Aspenwing, Frostymountain, and Wildbreeze. QUEEN
ASPENKIT wing – Spiderheart Aspenwing is a long-pelted, dark grey and white she-cat with black tabby stripes and scattered patches of light brown. The she-cat has eyes not often seen, Aspenwing like her mother and littermates was born with Heterochromia, her right eye is a pool of pale green while her left eye glows a rich earthy brown. She was born to Morningsnow, a strict cat who made it clear from the start that being a mother was nothing but a burden to her. Aspenwing has never known the comfort of motherly love or the bond shared between kit and queen as Morningsnow made it a point to bring her and her siblings up to be nothing more than perfect warriors, a life of yelling and a sheltered existence. All critical experiences that lead to her now socially awkward life. Aspenwing has no knowledge on how to interact properly with others and any time she tries or is approached her nerves get the better of her and often times she will begin to panic or make a hasty exit. She wants nothing more than to be able to interact with others normally if only she could stop the overwhelming fear that bubbles inside of her, it is something she knows she needs to work on and in time perhaps she will succeed. Aspenwing feels she is a disappointment to her mother though StarClan knows why it should matter considering the way she was raised and treated by the queen, but still that is how it is. Aspenwings cares deeply for her littermates though the bond between her and her brother Snowymountain is unbreakable, always there for one another when they were young they had grown to rely on each other for comfort. Her sister Wildbreeze was always more independent than the others, she still loves her sister very much but their connection is not nearly as strong. KIT
Snakepaw charm – Spiderheart Unwavering pale green eyes set against a stark white and ebony canvas, that is Snakecharm. He is of a small stature giving proof that big things can often be found in small packaging, his size no indication of the blistering emotions that pulse through him. Snakecharm is outspoken his tongue sharp, he is not a forgiving tom in any sense of the word and has the capacity to hold a grudge for the longest of times. The black and white tom has a way with words often turning things around on cats to give himself the upper paw he is rather manipulative with what he does, making others do what he wants while letting them believe it was their choice. Snakecharm does not like to share, once he has his eyes set on something or someone he will do anything to have it in his grasp and once he has it he does not let go. He will fight any cat for what he believes is rightfully his and wont stop until his opponent has surrendered in defeat, he does not take well to being stolen from. The jealousy that burns inside of him is more often than not an overwhelming presence in his mind, he does not like seeing others with more than him why should they be granted luxuries and wonderful things while he sits on the sidelines. In his world everything and everyone he chooses belongs to him, all at his mercy do with as he so pleases and once he is tired of it or had his fill he will set it aside and find a new toy to play with while keeping the other close by; he never lets go of what has become his own even if he is no longer interested because the thought of some other cat having it and enjoying it fuels a burning rage inside of him and that is something he will not tolerate. Most cats would define Snakecharm as a borderline psychopath , his outlandish behavior and tendencies hard to understand. He sees himself as normal and has labeled the others as different, though they see it the other way he has no desire to change who he is and will continue to live his life the way he wants. Snakecharm does not know who his mother is, his father is Ghoulmask and he even has a second adopted father, Specklepelt. His littermates are Lionsnarl, Dragonfable, Blacksea and Azureflame. APPRENTICE
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PINEKIT aroma – DEER "Good luck is when opportunity meets preparation, while bad luck is when lack of preparation meets reality." - Eliyahu Goldratt. His fur is as surreal as a painting, strokes of walnut brown, mahogany, and beige descend across his pelt in a woodland color scheme. A playful snow-white drips down his snout as well as his paws. He has dark forest green eyes that shimmer with a trouble makers demeanor. Pine has dreams of being a hero, he knows his families got bad reputations, but he wants to prove that he can be a good warrior. The problem is that he must have his families bad blood trapped in him because every time he tries to do right he ends up doing wrong. Just bad luck you can suppose. He’ll try to help someone find their kit only to accidentally shove their kit into a river never to be seen again. Other times he might try to free a clan mate from being imprisoned only to watch them slaughter eight people and realize maybe they were in prison for a reason. Even sharing prey with someone he finds he accidentally gave them sick prey. His family couldn’t be prouder, but he’s constantly surrounded by swirling guilt over his reign of bad luck. KIT
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Post by Spiderheart on Aug 18, 2019 14:30:24 GMT -5
WILDKIT arctic – Spiderheart Opal white and blue grey blur together to creating a mystical metallic sapphire color. Silver hues blanket over his fur like infectious frost creeping across his legs, flank, and around his eyes like a mask of ice. His eyes are a dead alice blue shade that appear emotionless. A better warrior name for him may have been Packrat considering his habit of hoarding whatever it is that’s missing from his soul. If you walk off WinterClan’s territory and into rogue land you’ll find the abandoned house where he stores his various items. Walnuts, a two-legs glow in the dark watch, a piece of prey he found pretty, but now leaves a wretched stench in the back corner. An issue sure, but not anyone’s problem or so you might think. He stores more than objects, sometimes a cat will catch his fancy, someone he feels can end this empty emotionless burden that clings to his chest. He might keep a kit in there thinking it will fill the loneliness in his heart, sometimes he’ll take a cat wanting to keep them as an eternal friend. There’s an inescapable loneliness that if he could just feel he has someone it might all go away. KIT