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Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Aug 11, 2019 22:29:50 GMT -5
STRAWBERRYKIT*crush
Surrounded always by the sweet refreshing scent of fruits and berries is a small tabby she-cat known as Strawberrycrush, she has a short deep orange and cream pelt covering her lithe form from the top of her head down to the tip of her tail. The she-cat is quite noticeable at first glance, not because of her overtly large pale amber eyes, but because of her ears that sit atop her head angled ever so slightly. It is rather obvious they are too large for her small size, often causing her to become the brunt of others bullying and jokes. Strawberrycrush is not easily swayed by the words or actions of others, from a young age she learned that others will often put another cat down simply to make themselves feel better and knowing that has helped her to ignore the comments and reactions she herself receives. Despite the way she carries herself Strawberrycrush is in fact pretty self conscious about the size of her ears, though it is not as bad now that she is older, as a kit and apprentice she would constantly cover her head so no one could see her ears. This orange tabby through any and everything though is a sweetheart, knowing the feeling of being picked on she is quick to aide those in the same position. Her heart is warm and welcoming, and although it may take her some time to fully trust in you she would never act cold or rude unless given a reason. Strawberrycrush likes to roam the forest in search of fruits and berries, their smell to her is intoxicating, her absolute favorite scent in the world. She is always checking the trees she has found that bare the luscious fruits and caring for them until they are ready to be harvested and consumed.
A cream somali she-cat with amber eyes. She was born and raised in Springclan and was once Springclan's finest medicine cat. However, when Eternalstar rose to power, she was banished and tricked into joining Fallclan where she stayed for moons. She met a Fallclan tom and had kits with him but after missing her home, she finally decided to leave Fallclan and rejoin Springclan when Eternalstar was struck down and Shadedstar came to power. Fawnheart is a soft and big hearted she-cat with a voice was silk. She's more on the quiet side but has always had a warm and welcoming disposition. Although she is a rather young adult, she is surprisingly wise and very kind.
A beautiful dark red somali cat with blazing amber eyes and a firey mane. Although she looks quite fierce, she is actually kind and energetic. Always enthused by the simplest things, but don't get too comfortable. She can have a short temper if certain buttons are pushed. However, don't think her bubbly personality is a weakness. Oh no. She is strong and bold. She will defend her clan in an instant with no hesitation. She is one of nine kits born of the previous medicine cat of Springclan, Fawnheart, whom was exiled by Eternalstar with trickery but eventually came back to live in her home clan. Her father is a noble hunter, known as Foxfoot.
Much like her sister, Autumnblaze, she is quite beautiful, though with a lighter sorrel colored fur; much more like her father's, Foxfoot. She was born with an unfortunate disability; blindness. Her pupils like moons, surrounded by an amber glow. She was born in darkness and that's where she spends her days. She can't see the beauty around her. She doesn't know what the world looks like. However, her scent and her hearing are extraordinary. That's not all to make up for her blindness. She also has a gift she received from her mother, Fawnheart, previously Springclan's medicine cat. That gift is that of visions. She can see things other's cannot despite her being blind. In her dreams and visions, she is not blind. She can see everything around her as if she were never blind to begin with. Stellareclipse has a short temper, however. Who could blame her? Living in mostly darkness, not many could be happy with that. She wishes to be a regular warrior but with her disabilities and power, the future may lead her down a different path.
Softpelt has grown used to shifting with the times, though she hopes to once again let herself take root in the place she called home before. She's a soft kind cat, her kittypet roots clear in her fluffy white appearance and demeanor. She wound up in FallClan for a time upon seeing their struggle without a medicine cat. Given her caring nature, and her passing familiarity with herbs Softpelt took up the position of medicine cat to help these cats. However, when she sensed the tensions getting too high in FallClan, and Inksplash felt spurned by the cat she was falling for, Softpelt and her daughter decided it was time to return home to SpringClan. Her greatest strength is handling kits, having mothered and served as a teacher to kits before. Her blue eyes are soft and welcoming to anyone.
Green
Kits: Inksplash, Coldpaw
(Sorry I wanted to include the kits she had, but she's going to be a warrior)
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INKSPLASH
Disheartened by the troubles that faced FallClan, (and the heartbreak of a failed relationship), she decided it was better to cut ties with FallClan and return with her mother to SpringClan, the place of her birth. She has a white coat much like her mothers with black splotches and bright amber eyes. She's pretty quick on her feet but tends to move quickly from thing to thing making it very hard to keep up with.
Even at a young age, Firefly knew he was going to push the upper limits. Born initially into FallClan he found himself unsure of what path he'd take, he is quite happy to be in SpringClan, and seeing the contentment from his mother knows she is happy as well. He takes heavily after his father being a dark red somali cat with white around his muzzle and tail tip, amber eyes gleaming with inner strength. This is a tom that will never back down from any challenge. He is courageous and strong, and ready to push himself to his limits. However, his heart is soft and he takes consideration for those around him, often sacrificing his own safety for others.
ROMEO Words as sweet as honey, with looks sharper than a blade of grass. Eyes as bright as the sun, pelt more beautiful than a marigold. One wink, one smooth compliment, and a charming smile. There’s nothing left to leave the ladies wanting, is there? This tom is flighty, always flitting from one lady to the next, but yet always giving each she-cat he meets his full attention. A true charmer, though one can never know how serious he is. If asked about love, he will claim to seriously be in love with each and every she-cat, with his yellow eyes glittering with happiness. Is it all just an act to get a mate of high status? It doesn’t seem to be a secret that Romeo and his sisters, Courtney and Princess, dream of marrying into the elite crowds, although Romeo himself would deny it. Ladies just make him happy, after all, and why would he have his eyes set on a goal that would make him stressed? Oh no, that’s not him at all. Romeo? More like Romeow. STONE: red LITTERMATES: Courtney, Princess
kit WILDPAW*flower Once upon a time, there was a poor, starving cat who couldn't find her way home. She wandered and wandered for days on end, until she finally collapsed from hunger, and knew she was at her life's end. But, dying wasn't her fate just yet, for as when her eyes slowly closed, there was a glowing light from in front of her, and when she opened her eyes again, there! There was a prince! There he stood, fireflies swarming around him as he offered her some prey. Together, they ate, and together they returned to his clan. Together, they fell in love, and together, they were happy ever after. Is that not how love works in this strange world? Wildflower lives by these fool's tales, and chasing her own fairytale ending. However, her heart is a finicky thing, and will fall in and out of love with someone very quickly. Perhaps the setting wasn't quite right, or their meeting didn't quite make her heart frantically beat in her chest enough. Such small things surely play a part in the love story of her life, right? For the purpose of experiencing the best romance she possibly can, she will do anything. Sometimes she will place herself in dangerous situations, just waiting for her prince to come and save her. Her fear must make the love stronger, right? Despite all of this, she truly is a kind soul. This white tabby will go out of her way to help anyone she possibly can, and perhaps that's the only moment in her life that she isn't thinking about romance. In her deep blue eyes, love is the thing that makes the world go round. STONE: purple
apprentice SILENTDAWN He was sworn into silence from a past he prefers not to think about. For most of his young life he had lived alone with his father, a tom who spoke few words and advocated survival of the fittest, until he was brought to the city and left there. He found his own way to survive, facing the wrath of angry ally-cats, stray dogs, and twolegs who didn’t take kindly to thieving strays. All the while trying to stay as unnoticed as possible. He didn’t speak, didn’t really have a proper grasp on language until he joined EarthClan. He lived—survived—as long as he could in the city, but set out for something better. A Clan. He traveled for a bit, not completely sure how to catch wild prey, and came across EarthClan. He didn’t feel like he fit in, a sense of detachment from everyone else, but he didn’t want to leave. At first, he didn’t understand much at all, but slowly he caught on. Eventually, with the destruction of the clan, he had to leave, and now he calls Springclan his new "home". STONE: blue
SHATTEREDREIGN Everything before you, everything you know and love, could all shatter in an instant. One moment is all that it takes for everything to go horribly wrong, one breath is all it takes to end another. One step to save a life. In just a single second, the world can change before you even notice. You could happily be living with your family, far from any clan, unaware of the rest of the world. Then, a fire could steal everything you hold dear and toss you into the dangerous world, all on your own. This is what had happened to Shatteredreign. Afterwards, he had spent his life travelling, always in danger of starving if he couldn’t catch any prey. And he rarely ever did, in his half-dead state. His life had fallen, he became the shell of a cat. But he kept on. And he collected. Anything that looked old and antique, he would collect them. He would hide them, and return later when he had a more stable place to live. He only spent a moon or two at each location, never quite fitting in anywhere. No where willing to take in a dying cat. But, eventually, he met another cat, who caught what Shatteredreign considered to be a feast, and slowly he had regained his health. He was taught how to hunt, how to fish, how to climb a tree and fight off threats with his lithe body. He was taught how to live again. But even that couldn’t last, and soon he was on the move again. Always searching for a place to belong. Looking at the silver form of this tom, no one would ever guess the hardships he had been through. He hides his pain behind his flamboyant attitude, laughs off his oversleeping as just bad time management. Always hiding the pain in his golden eyes. Still collecting. Always collecting. Everywhere this tom goes, the smell of fresh rain follows, even in the middle of a drought. Just one more oddity Shatteredreign has to make him... well, him. STONE: Blue, Green
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Post by uniqcrim on Sept 8, 2019 12:19:58 GMT -5
Everyone added up to here c: lavellan - Wildpaw will be given a mentor at the next ceremonies. Romeo and Wildpaw aren't technically old enough for stones, but once they are you'll be able to have that added to the page.
Smokecloud is a smokey tom with piercing yellow eyes and burn scars across his face. This tom was born as a barn cat, living with his mother and siblings. Unfortunately, one fateful night, when he was barely an apprentice age, the barn caught fire as a stormy breeze knocked over the light that hung outside the barn. He was separated from his family by a burning beam which sprayed up hot ashes causing the burn scars on his face. He was unable to save his family and eventually left his home. With his family dead and the barn burnt to ashes, the tom found it too hard to live anywhere near it. So then, he ventured out to find a new place to live as a loner. In his travels, he learned basic medical treatments and how to survive. It was until then he found Springclan. They brought him in and trained him. However, the leader at the time, sent Fawnheart, their medicine cat, away to Fallclan to help with a green cough out break. She eventually decided to join Fallclan and Smokecloud, already with the knowledge of basic medicine, took her place. When she decided to return, he gladly stepped down and became a warrior once again.
SUNRISEMOSAIC Being named after a deceased loved one usually sets that cat up for failure as everyone expects you to act just as they had. Sunrisemosaic has never felt that pressure. She understood that her Aunt Sunrise died young as a kit due to sickness and that she carried her name to honor the cat she never got to know. Sunrisemosaic finds it honorable to be able to carry her name and live up to it, not as a burden but out of respect for those who have passed in her family. It has seemed that a part of her family has always carried a prefix related to the sun in their name in some way and she is honored to be the one to accept that title just as she is sure that her aunt Sunrise, grandmother Sun and great-aunt Solar had before her. This orange and black tortoiseshell she-cat holds her head high in ambitious form, her ears alert and green eyes wide to the world around her. She never lets a moment escape her. Sunrisemosaic takes everything in stride, boldly facing the day just as the sun does every time it rises. She does not hesitate in her words, shows no fear with her actions, and stays true to what she believes. Sunrisemosiac knows the planets, stars, and constellations just as her father and grandfather before her. Holds this knowledge in a light all it's own. For how she worships the stars and sun, admires and respects them, you'd think she belonged in SunClan. But she has found her home here in BrookClan, even if she holds StarClan to the same light as she does the stars, planets and the sun. She believes that every cat is a star just as she has learned StarClan is the starry sky above. But the sun is just as powerful as StarClan. It brings light to the world in the day where the stars, planets, and moon brings light to the night. She holds faithful to her beliefs and that it is in them that she will find guidance in tough times. Sunrisemosaic is not quiet like the stars, but loud like the sun. Shining all over the territory in the beam of those around her. She finds happiness easily and stays as optimistic as she can in any situation. Her life is constantly called to the horizon, to see what's out there but to know when she began. In many ways she is like the sun she is named for. She has risen in the west and will fall in the east, bring joy in her time on this land.
A large, slim beige short-haired tom with brown to black stained back and head. Thistlemask has a sharp and narrow set of vivid spring green eyes that are always seen clouded with deep thought. This tom, despite being rather slim is well built in a trim way making it very easy to underestimate from a distance. Another noticeable feature this tom possess is his tattered ear, a lifelong scar from a battle with a badger that made its way into Springclan territory some time ago. One strength that Thistlemask is blessed with is his speed which since kit-hood has always been above average amongst other his cats his age throughout his growth. Upon first meeting, cats often find themselves intimidated by this tom’s defined and serious features and deep, hollow voice, but in reality the tom has a quiet and calm deposition. When the moment calls for, this tom can command a group of cats, but more often than most, he is calm spoken and carries peace around in in everything he does. He often takes a very neutral stance on situations, taking great measures to learn and take note of all angles of a situation before commenting make him one of the most agreeable cats to converse with. Don’t be fooled by his well balanced nature though. Growing up, Thistlemask has always carried a silent yet hot temper. He does not vocalize immediately his dissatisfaction, but the emotions of anger can easily be read in the tom’s facial expression when present. This can from time to time, hinder the tom’s ability to communicate effectively when his anger is at a peak, but it is personal journey he is taking to grow out of this issue. Thistlemask is straight but often is too busy investing his time and energy into his duty as a Warrior to take much notice of she-cats, but maybe one, a very special and unique she-cat will catch his attention. The tom is not opposed to the idea of having kits and a family of his own as he has great patience and a secret soft spot for kits around him. Warrior (Trying out for Deputy if not a Trusted)
BEEDUST When those you trust betray you, you tend not to trust anyone. Beedust is a firecracker with a simple philosophy: skill the bull and tell it as it is. Though she is unfailingly upfront and genuine, she has a lot of issues trusting others, especially authority figures. This is left over from her past- she grew up in a loner group, believing she was an orphan who had been taken in. However, as she grew up and her relationship with the leader of the group, Jay, deepened, she began to learn the truth. Only by accident did she learn the final bombshell- Jay had had her parents killed in a territory dispute, and she had been taken in out of pity. Infuriated, Bee left rather than exact her revenge, though she worried that Jay would come after her. For her own safety she joined Springclan, more out of necessity than desire. She doesn't mind being part of the clan, but she doesn't quite get along with most cats and thinks their traditions are strange. Beedust is a talented hunter and fighter, and is small and lean from spending most of her day out of camp. Her small frame is cloaked with a short ginger pelt, paired with her rich honey eyes. Mistrustful and opinionated, Beedust takes pride in the fact that while not everybody may like her, nobody can claim she isn't trustworthy.
YARROWSONG A pure white she cat with one sapphire blue eye and one amber gold eye. Yarrowsong is a social butterfly, always making time to talk and get to know each and everyone she meets. This she-cat has a very bright and cheerful deposition, so much so that its contagious to any cat that crosses her path. The she-cat has a long slim frame, but is relatively small for the average cat. Yarrowsong is a social butterfly, always making time to talk and get to know each and everyone she meets. This she-cat is very bright and cheerful, so much so that its contagious. Her bountiful energy can be tiring for some cats, but manages to get her through every task without fail and still with more energy to spare. It isn’t uncommon to see this she-cat playing with the kits as their energy can often rival her own making them the best clanmates to spend time with. She is a very curious cat, always asking about anything and everything and can come off a snoop, but she has the right intentions. Being the talkative character, she tends to ramble on and on, often steering the conversation off in a completely different direction unintentionally due to her large wandering mind. Because of these two traits, Yarrowsong tends to come off as very blunt, often speaking out words in her mind before thinking of the consequences which often leads her to trouble. The she-cat also has a remarkable memory and can conjure up a past memory or conversation easily, making it all the more difficult to lie to her or forget a promise made times ago. As great as her positive deposition is, Yarrowsong can be naive at times, blinded by her optimistic perspective at life. This gets in the way often of her ability to get down at someone’s level since she can only think about the good in every situation, making her ideas and perspective sometimes unrealistic. Yarrowsong is also quite fast and has the gift of thinking fast as well making her a worthy and challenging opponent on and off the battlefield. Warrior
JAYDAPPLE A slim but well built tom with beautiful splatters of black, brown and cream all over his pelt and face. Adorning his already charming face is a pair of celestial blue eyes and go on endlessly. Jaydapple is definitely a sight for sore eyes. A looker with a natural charm, it is very easy not to fall for his pretty exterior, but unfortunately, his appearance outside does not match his inward personality. Jaydapple has a sharp and harsh tongue that does not hold back when given the opportunity to strike. Nothing about this tom’s presence is attractive. His temper is as hot and fickle as a flame. Very few can stand his pessimistic and unruly nature. Because of this, Jaydapple often strays on his own, avoiding the judgments of his clanmates. Like the saying goes, one a mother can love a kid like that and that was the case for Jaydapple. He had a close relationship with his mother until she abandoned him in their own clan, running off with a loner cat leaving the tom by himself. With a father who doesn’t care for his and siblings who all passed away in birth, Jaydapple grew up by himself and untrusting of the world around him. Despite his quarrels with the world, Jaydapples distracts himself with practice in combat with all his spare time making him grow stronger and much more adept to the art of fighting. His anger, though grand and always present, does not stop this tom from being a great warrior. His loyalty to his clan is all he has and he does everything in his power to prove it everyday. Warrior
Marigoldpatch was found wondering the western edge of SpringClan’s territory, near the monster. Her Mother, a SpringClan Queen, having just given birth, on September / 27 / 2019, was weak and in pain, from a gunshot wound to her leg, as she tried to run from a hunter who shot her, as she was going past him in the forest , She left her daughter to the elements and anything that may make it's way over. Lucky for her, a patrol of SpringClan Warrior's found her, crying for food. One of the Warrior's took her and brought her to the Medicine Cat to get checked up and then she was finally placed in the nursery and given to the Queens to raise. Marigoldpatch is a friendly, kind, easygoing and carefree, she-cat who is only loyal to her Clan and isn't afraid to step out of her comfort zone to fight and defend her Clan and Home. Marigoldpatch is an orange tabby striped feline with light green eyes.
BRIGHTKIT * amber Brightamber is a dark ginger tabby with light green eyes. She is a happy; outgoing; smart and clever, she-cat who can be pushy and strict, when she has to be. She is a stickler for rules, and tries her hardest, to obey them, and tries to do the right thing, no matter what other's say. She is very protective of her home and her Clan, always putting them above other relationships. She isn't afraid to plunge into danger or to lift a Claw against any kind of intruder or threat. She will but her life on the line to save a Clan-mate before she will save an outsider. She believes heavily in StarClan, as she is often visited by her parents who reside in the Stars. Her mother died as she gave birth to Brightamber, due to blood loss, and her father died as he fought a badger who was protecting it's young. Brightamber was found by a patrol and was immediately taken back to camp and the badger was driven away. As a young kit and as she grew up, she tries her hardest to do everything right to please her ever watching parents, to make them proud. Brightamber hopes to become a great warrior, and maybe even Deputy someday if given the chance. She loves to plan and is often seen planning out patrols or even hunting patrols, even as a kit. She rarely calls "play" Playing, instead, she takes it as a "Training Session". She would rather practice her skills now and then improve them as an apprentice, then to waste her time in petty games. Kit
