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THREAD Barrenfrost, Goldenlion, Graysin
SUN-HIGH PATROL
THREAD Frozenrequiem, Raventusk, Glanuir
SUNSET PATROL
THREAD Leatherstar, Twilightpaw, Hailpaw
MOON-HIGH PATROL
THREAD Windyhurricane, Freckledpaw, Dappledpaw
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ROLEPLAYED BY ABERRANTFOX
( LIVES)
7/9
( PARENTS )
Coralsnow[X], Blisteringstorm[X]
( SIBLINGS )
None
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Echodrop[X] Littlebird[ex] Single
( CHILDREN )
Fernpaw, Lionpaw [too many to name]
( WARRIOR NAME)
Leatherfern
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Once a WinterClan cat always a WinterClan cat. Leatherfern has not had your typical go with the flow warrior life. Born to two Prison Guard warriors, Coralsnow and Blisteringstorm, Leatherfern was their only kit they were ever able to have. With this being their reality Blisteringstorm and Coralsnow were determined to make a legendary prison guard out of him. Their methods however, teetered dramatically on the immoral scale. Old WinterClan traditions insisted a Prison Guards worth and power was based on their ability to withstand pain. This trial of tolerance was completed through the infliction of pain induced by claws in an intricate design in a cats pelt. This would had to heal naturally and without medical care. The more intricate the design showed a cats ability to withstand more pain for a longer amount of time. Leatherfern's parents forced him from midkithood to walk on thorns and sharp stones, held his head under water to force him to hold his breath, would spare with him with open claws. Upon returning to camp and sending the kit to the medicine cat for medical care they always attended with stories of leatherfern stumbling or getting into a fight. Never implicating themselves in any form of abuse. Perhaps if anyone had noticed Leatherfern could have been saved from carrying confused feelings about his parents. Shortly after being made an apprentice both of Leatherferns parents died of a harsh black cough. But with the unsteady shifting tyranny of Goldenstar Leatherfern had to grow up fast. With his deatha nd the take over of Understar Leatherfern was chosen out of the crowed at random as a new apprentice to become his deputy. It wasnt but a few short moons later upon reaching the age of a warrior that Understar didnt return from a failed raid attempt and left Leatherfern to take on the title of leader. With his reign he made many changes to the Culture of WinterClan. Steering clear of the heartless blood spilling nature within the clan for a more family and tradition based culture. But it wasnt to last. Leatherfern was distracted by a pretty gray she-cat in SunClan who he found out later was his lost friend and childhood love, Littlebird, Goldenstar's daughter. Their affection for one another grew but both knew their place was with their own clans. But that didnt stop Littlebird from becoming pregnant and giving birth to Fernskip and Lionpride, Leatherferns daughter and son. For much of his leadership he was driven by the need to protect Littlebird and his kits in SunClan. To be part of their lives. So much so that he became unaware of the threat taking on the form of rebellion back home within his deputy. Before he knew it he was being driven from the territory and his beloved home he had known his whole life. For a long while Leatherfern wondered the territories with his seven lives learning and gathering cultural information about the other clans. He eventually became reunited with his old mentor and best friend Crimsonrose who told him about the failing leadership of WinterClan since he was exiled. With this news Leatherfern felt the stars were sending him home. With a new found knowledge of how a clan should be run and how his ancient ancestors in StarClan expected him to live, he returned to WinterClan to take back him rightful place as Leatherstar.
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ROLEPLAYED BY DEER
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Pickerelheart [X], Flickerfoot [X]
( SIBLINGS )
Peachblossom
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“Knowledge is power. Power to do evil...or power to do good. Power itself is not evil. So knowledge itself is not evil.” - Veronica Roth. 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.
MISTYVEIL
ROLEPLAYED BY IFAITH1
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ROLEPLAYED BY GOLDCREST
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If you give her food she'll be your best friend. Mistyveil is a misty Russian blue and radiant peach furred she-cat with a white patch of fur at the top of her chest displaying a golden heart shaped locket capable of playing a broken melody. She has a turquoise right eye and pale blue with gilded flecks left eye. Her right eye has hawk eye visibility, but her left ear is deaf. She will often refer to other cats as a fuzz brain when she's annoyed with their behavior and is quick to judge other people's action, but is also too lazy to actually do anything about it. She cares an awful lot about food and will get hangry incredibly easily. This is largely because she was a prisoner in WinterClan for many moons and being without prey often reverts her back to her more primal self. Most noticeably she has self inflicted scars along her front legs that she gave to herself, but she doesn't go into much detail besides that. At any opportunity that Mistyveil can she is always lying down whether it's medically helping another cat, talking to others or at a gathering. She is very detached from caring what other cats think about her, but does like having friends. However that may be hard as she was imprisoned due to having murdered her entire family and covering up the crime for years. Still she finds love in Regin, her mate that she met down in the prisons which is very ironic considering when she was apart of WinterClan she was a prison guard keeping him in line. Since then Regin and her have continuously been having kits and are openly violently flirtatious towards another much to the clans dissatisfaction.
TRAITS +connection to starclan +knowledge of healing techniques +knowledge of herbs +insight +knowledge of clan history -hunting techniques -endurance -persuasion -speed
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FROSTCLOUD - Spottedleaffan21 *
If there was an ice warrior princess, Frostcloud would be the very painted picture of what one would look like. Pure snowy white fur, gray ears, crystal blue eyes that seem to cut straight through to one's very soul, and a very elegant disposition. However, looking like an angel sent directly down from heaven, she is a little rough around the edges. More like an icecyle. Beautiful to look at, but dangerously edgy. She is highly skilled in battle with sharp crisp movements and great reflexes. One would be smart not to challenge such a driven She-cat. Cats often flinch at the coldness of her gaze and as threatening as she may look, her respect for her leader is high. She is considered a soldier that knows how to take orders and do them well. She is very trustworthy and honest. A perfect soldier with fierce loyalty.
Traits: +Nimble +Stealth +Intimidation +Fighting Techniques +Hunting Techniques +Swimming Techniques
HUNTERS
FROSTBITE – ZUNO
Nobody likes to be treated like they’re less than they really are. Do you know what that usually leads to? Disaster. Which is what Frostpaw is constantly trying to create. Life isn’t easy when you can barely even hear; thus, is the curse of being born with long silky white fur and frozen blue eyes: congenital deafness. While she isn’t entirely deaf yet, she will be at some point. Although, this doesn’t stop others from acting like she already is. From talking about her blatantly in front of her face but quiet enough that she could just barely catch it on purpose, ignoring her to mock her disability, or just downright laughing at her for asking others to repeat their words. Frostpaw has built a wall as cold and tall as the mountain she calls home due to this constant torment from her peers; older cats are usually more accommodating and understanding her of… predicament. She’s a snappy one- the type to shoot first ask questions later. She isn’t careless enough to pick a fight too tough to handle but she does get fairly close fairly often. Despite all the bullying she goes through, Frostpaw maintains a cocky attitude that further fuels her enemies fire. Like many others with disabilities or impairments, she makes up for her lack of hearing with the remaining senses being amplified. She has near perfect vision, seeing way more than the normal feline. She can catch changes in scents as naturally as the wind changes directions. And, through coping with this ailment since kittenhood, she has developed a superior sense of feeling; she can feel the different patterns of her clanmates walking. Her enhanced senses combined with the flaunting of her mothers status has given her a hint of a superiority complex, which really just makes her more cross than normal. Frostpaw is the daughter of Diamondheart, Crowned of WinterClan. Her siblings are Sprucepaw, Quartzpaw, and Flurrypaw.
EVENINGSPARK – ZUNO
She has beautiful, thick tortoiseshell fur; soft cinder locks dappled with pale orange spots, and iridescent yellow eyes and pupils lined with green rings. She has a small, lithe frame, helping to just further confirm her very feminine image. Most call her a princess, because of both her appearance and her lineage- for she is the daughter of Valleystar, Sovereign of WinterClan. And as such, growing up being the leaders child was both a blessing and a curse. Her mother pit her children against each other, taking favorites and rewarding the behavior she deemed worthy. Eveningspark has spend most of her life trying to conform to these standards of perfection that her mother arbitrarily set up, often finding herself falling just behind them every single time- and yet, she is still her mother's little princess, much to the dismay of her siblings Spiritrose and Morningshade; although she finds solace in her relationship with her brother Ghoulmask, sharing his sense of unbelonging and shame in their true selves. For, you see, Eveningspark does not identify with the body she was born in. Eveningspark, although born in a male body, has taken on a female identity. She is a molly, a daughter, an apprehensive little princess of WinterClan.
REGIN – CLEAVER
A former prisoner, he was promoted along with his mate when she became medicine cat. He is a dirty mottled brown tom with green eyes. His parents are Splashstar, former leader of SpringClan, and Nightshade, former medicine cat of NightClan. He was once Jackdawpaw, apprentice to the deputy Brokenshadow, but after an incident with Chief Ozora of Toxicity he was lost in WinterClan's prisons for countless moons.
SEAFROST – CLEAVER *
His blood is not WinterClan, but his heart is. Cold and uncaring, distant, he embraced his clan's values from a young age and has never looked back. His aunt moved to the clan, but he has no relationship to her, and no interest in hearing about his natural mother, Littleluck. No cat know his fault, and that suits him fine. As it happens, it was irrelevant to his mother as well, who simply asked a strong tom to give her kits because she wished for nothing more than to raise them, and could not find a mate that suited her. He was raised by the prisoner Acadiablue, but feels little attachment to her, or even his siblings Smokestag, Vinetumble, and Wolfears. They went their separate paths and he does not understand why blood dictates they be close to each other. A tall and slender grey and white tom with long choppy fur and seafoam eyes.
SPECKLEPELT – ZUNO
A handsome black and white speckled tom, with alluring yellow eyes to reel anyone into his orbit. Born a kittypet named Dexter, he joined SpringClan with his brother Blackpaw for a chance at a different and better life from their homeland. There was once a point in time were Dexter was a charming young tom, with a quite cocky attitude. Not afraid to dash into battle or mock his enemies, he had almost no fear in his new life. His brother Blackmask left for SummerClan not too soon before the Rogues arrival, as if a sign for the death of his once laid-back life. His sisters, Holly and Jersey, joined the ranks of BrookClan not long after originally finding SpringClan. When Cicero and the Rogues took over and completely ruined the Clan he worked so hard to call home, he left with his deputy and the rest of the scattered remains of his former allies. He changed his name with the departure to a warrior name, something more fitting for his eventual return to SpringClan which never came- taking on the name Specklepelt. He helped do his part in freeing his clan by bringing them to WinterClan, where he found his lost SummerClan brother among their ranks. Instead of going back to his home, Specklepelt decided to stay in WinterClan with his brother. Where he once spent his carefree times courting toms and playing with kits, he now has taken on a much more serious demeanor. Specklepelt is completely enamored with Ghoulmask, a Knight of his clan and best friend, though unfortunately, his friend cannot see his affections for what they are: love.
WINDYHURRICANE – FAITH
Windyhurricane or Win for short is a storm of fur and loose twigs and leaves. He has cinder grey fur with tosseled tabby markings swirling in obscure angles like the way wind dances imprints into snow. His fur is wild and curled in some patches so he often has small twigs and a leaf or two somewhere in his pelt. His eyes are a zany electric blue that seemingly stare right through a cat’s anatomy. He is the ideal WinterClan cat, capable of remaining at neutral temperature despite strong winds and is big enough to keep up a good endurance. His parents are Regin and Mistyveil, prisoners of WinterClan. His sisters are Cherryblossom and Flutterpetal, he has one brother named Vaportrail.
Traits: +knowledge of herbs +hunting techniques +speed +stealth -intimidation -deception -fighting techniques -nimble
SAGESTEP – ZUNO
A short yet dense furred tortie molly with heterochromia; her right eye is an ocean blue while her left is an evergreen hue. Her mother died during labor and her father thusly disowned and abandoned his kits. Mother to Hollysong, Alpinegust, and Alderdream
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 and Frostymountain
Traits: +Endurance +Strength +Fighting techniques +Mountain climbing -Speed -Swimming techniques -persuasion -insight
MORNINGBIRD - LAVELLAN *
Everyone knows the saying, that blood is thicker than water. The same blood that will control your life, that tells you that you will never amount to anything. The same blood that was afraid to stand up and protect her own kits, but still cared as much as she could. The same blood, that when all was said and done, would abandon their own. What was the point of family when all they ever did was hurt you. Morningbird had lost everything when her mother had begged her to stay in Winterclan, to try and see the good in the place that she had grown up. And, through everything, Morningbird relented. She tried to see everything through brand new eyes, but, when Bunnywiggle and Snowyspots had decided to leave her behind as they escaped to Summerclan, those blue eyes became clouded with hatred. Hatred, and doubt. Had they ever truly cared for her, or for their mother? Or were they just waiting for the chance to leave her behind. And, to some extent, she couldn't blame them. She was the one who would always get them into trouble, as she had terrible luck that cursed her, and through her, those around her. Branches would fall on her, she would lose her balance near cliffs, she would fall into mud and ruin her white and brown pelt daily, prey would chase her instead of the other way around. Perhaps her siblings got tired of her dragging them down, and decided to abandon her. Perhaps no one in the entire clan actually cared about her, and was just waiting for one of these unlucky accidents to claim her. What was the point of anything, when the only thing she had left of her family were their similar bobbed tails. What was the full saying again? The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb? Somehow, it seems Morningbird didn't have either.
GUARDIANS
PRISON GUARDS
GREYSIN – CLEAVER *
Even the mute speak to Graysin. Without speaking a single word, he understands many cats better than their own friends do; even when they shout at him he ignores their speech and probes deeper to understand the truth of their statements. Greysin can read cats like few others. There is a whole lexicon ignored by most or barely interpreted, and when cats believe they say nothing, they are speaking volumes to those that speak the language. Every subtle shift in expression, pose, or tone is noted by his chartreuse yellow eyes, calculated by his flexible mind, analyzed and acted upon. It makes him a terrific and lethal fighter, able to anticipate and react to attacks before they come, sometimes before the cat even realizes how they will act. He can think and see several steps ahead; he's playing chess while the rest are playing checkers. Momentum is his friend, and he can turn it against his enemy with ease. Because of the way he analyzes cats, he easily catches others in a lie, even if he does not always mention it; and he can manipulate with ease by altering his vocal patterns and mannerisms to those used by charming cats. Though he is typically a quiet observer, this trained assassin has tamed sarcasm and uses it often, even at the wrong times. It makes him appear uncaring, which is somewhat accurate. He learned this from the cat he believed to be his uncle, or at least treated him as such. Hazethroat, the deputy of WinterClan, claimed to have found the litter and took them under her wing. Icarus claimed to be her brother in order to infiltrate the clan and become deputy after her death. Greysin was traumatized to see his adoptive mother die at the paws of her clan, and swore to become strong so it would never happen to him. It also evoked a curiosity about death that has led him down this path. But his true father is Crow of Primal Instinct, and his true mother is Razorkiss, none other than the frozen of the she-cat had took him in. Greysin is a massive hemmingway cat with dark chimera fur, speckled with small bits of ginger, like embers floating along his pelt. His siblings are Violahope, Barrenfrost, and Stygianblack.
BARRENFROST – FAITH
StarClan put me on this planet to show all the other cats how to live in it. I am a God among animals, a genius given remedial tasks, I am an under used force, but soon enough I'll prove my worth. I am a God, that much I believe, my brothers and I are different than the other cats, stronger. WinterClan blood is greying. Whatever blood I have, wherever I may have came from, that is the blood of Gods. I was told I was abandoned at the border, but I was brought there for a reason and it's to rule this clan. Goldenstar is far too charitable to the morons that roam this clan which is a good thing he was blessed with my family. My family and I have hemmingway paws, all except for my sister. I have snow leopard like markings with a ringed plumed tail and cobalt blue eyes that are icy white in the center. My job is to punish the sinners of this world and lead my family to our rightful place as kings of the mountains. I may talk a lot about my brothers, but Violahope is just as useful. Calling her a servant, but would be doing her a disservice, she's more of a demonic entity that will snap a cats neck on our say so. If anything we're the lucky ones to have her. Greysin and Stygianblack aren't followers either, we're equals, I just participate in leading while they can focus on gaining intel and breaking limbs to show we mean business. We may not be Goldenstar's by blood, but by the way we look up to the guy you would think so. We're not the typical, "I'm God, let's overthrow the king." Goldenstar's worthy enough to stay on his throne, we just want to take over the world. His kingdom can be blessed that we don't touch it. In the mean time we're the bloody tormenting prison guards of WinterClan.
Traits: +strength +intimidation +deception +nimble -stealth -fighting techniques -insight -healing technique
GOLDENLION – RACER
The powerful tom commands respect from his clan-mates, without so much as a whispered word. His cold gaze is enough to silence most that oppose him. Goldenlion has an intimidating stature. He is tall with broad-shoulders that is covered in a velvet layer of long grey fur. Streaks of stark white intertwine with the gray, like clouds hovering in a mountain range. The intense gaze of his yellow eyes flecked with green, are enough to stop most cats in their tracks. His large muscular body is part of the reason that cats are so intimidated by his presence, but the true secret lies in the way he carries himself and his decisive actions. When Goldenlion makes a threat, he will go through with it with all the brutality that it entails. He leaves no room for doubt in the minds of his clan-mates, that he means every word that he utters. A lion always pay their debts. Goldenlion was once the leader of WinterClan, although he doesn't remember that. He was reborn into a rouge family, a chance to redeem himself granted to him by StarClan so that he may share his wisdom and experience to guide WinterClan into a better future. He stumbled into WinterClan's territory while out hunting, and began having visions and flashbacks of his former life. Unable to explain why he was drawn to this place, he joined the clan as a runaway in the hopes that more will be revealed to him soon.
Traits: intimidation +, knowledge of clan history +, strength+, fighting techniques+, - nimble, -knowledge of prey, - knowledge of healing, -swimming techniques
SNOWHOWL - LAVELLAN
Pale blue eyes that seem to lack emotion, seemingly staring right into your soul. It's unnerving, especially when you can never tell what he's going to do next. Especially when it seems he doesn't even know what he's going to do next. The body of a warrior, with scars that tell tales that this tom will never say aloud. It leaves one wondering about the stories he has, that refuse to be told. The wave of a tail, seeming to dismiss you before you could even begin a conversation. Definitely hard to approach someone who barely even seems to acknowledge your existence. A black pelt, perfect for blending into the shadows, save for the spot of white on his chest. Underneath that white fur is a heart, that some are unsure if it even beats. This is Snowhowl. Or, at least it's the Snowhowl that most seem to know, but there are those who will sing a different tune when it comes to this tom. Yes, underneath that white fur lays a beating heart, one full of warmth. He can be easily embarrassed, and say cliche things as if he's a flirt. But he's definitely not a flirt. That heart will only ever belong to one cat, whom he would do any amount of embarrassing things for. If she wished for the sun, he would find the tallest sunflower, a feat rather difficult in lands where few flowers grow. No one knows much about the Snowhowl from before he met Peachblossom, but it's almost as if he didn't exist back then. Before her. Now, if one were to look at him with his family, they would hardly be able to match him with his scars and emotionless eyes when he's alone.
Traits: +Intimidation +Strength +Fighting Techniques +Endurance -Insight -Stealth -Connection to Starclan -Nimble
SNAKEFANG - PLUTO *
Snakefang is a gray tom with horizontal zig-zag stripes that are a darker shade of grey, almost black. He is the owner of a pair of light green eyes and large fangs, resembling that of a strike serpent. Just like the terrain he grew up in, he's a little rough around the edges, but he's not all that bad of a tom. Willing to take on the tasks that others would rather not do, he's not afraid to get his paws dirty. He's not afraid to speak his mind when the situation calls for it, but he usually keeps to himself, but dont let that deceive you. Deep down inside, though, he loves to train, especially for fights. Conflict seems to fascinate him, but not in the twisted way that seems to consume other cats, although he does have moments. He's mostly battle smart, but still able to compete mentally with the best of them. Loyal to his clan, he wants to be the best he can be and a reliable defender of WinterClan.
Traits: + Intimidation + Strength + Insight + Perception
SCORPIONCURSE – UNIQCRIM *
Scorpioncurse lives up to her name in both appearance and attitude. She is a grogeous black tuxedo she-cat with a slender and lean build. She is a graceful creature with watchful and devious amber eyes. This gorgeous she-cat has grown up with a feeling of entitlement and that she deserves special treatment. She loves nothing more than being the center of attention and would do just about anything to captivate the attention of others, even for just a few brief moments. She has feelings of being invincible and very few moral ties. The only true honor she holds on to is not losing to others and prevailing, as she is nasty and competitive in nature. Despite these traits, it would do one well not to underestimate her and think thexe make her weak. She is skilled, devious, and will do anything to get what she wants when she wants it which makes her a nasty contender. Scorpioncurse is half winterclan, born to a loner and her father of pure blood, mesmerisingsins.
SNOWYFIRE - FIREFLY
Snowyfire is a large thick coated she-cat, her pelt being mostly white aside from a ginger patch on the bridge of her nose, her eyes are pale amber. Brought up with a strong belief in her warrior ancestors and the code her clan lives by, Snowyfire is not someone who tends to stray from the rules. She is not strict and understands that each being has their own way of thinking and that is fine by her, but you will find that she stays on the straight and narrow. She is loyal to her home, and is never afraid to step up and protect or fight for her clanmates. Snowyfire is outgoing, and open never holding back or hiding things from anyone, if you wish to be given a soft answer to any question then she is not the one you should go to. It may be hard to warm up to her at first but once you do, you will find that Snowyfire though a bit stern is quite friendly, she does have a temper but it's not hard to stay on her good side. Angered mainly by those who show no respect and a lack of competence. Her trust is something that must be earned, prove to her that you are a friend by remaining loyal and she will show the same to you. Snowyfire was left to care for her nephew Northernstom when his parents, her sister and brother-in-law passed away.
Traits: +Strength +Insight +Knowledge of clan history +Fighting techniques -Deception -Swimming techniques -Hunting techniques - Knowledge of healing techniques
BEARSPIRIT - BRELOOM
Fears of crushing something underneath her paws or bumping into someone else have always plagued Bearspirit's mind. Her thick and brown tabby pelt adds to her already bulky form. Her eyes are lightly golden and her irises are a light green. She's always struggled with her bulky frame, even as a kit; her paws were always a bit too big and her grace - well, there's none to speak of. So, she's always had to be conscious of where she was in relation to everyone else or else subjugate those around her to a bunch of "sorry"s. But her awareness of her physical self has never turned into self-deprecation - she has always been confident of herself, even verging on being too cocky. Bearspirit is never one to back down from a challenge from someone who is a "worthy opponent." Bearspirit does not know when to back down, especially when it comes to provoking negative emotions; she is a firm believer of "better out than in." But this has to do more with her pride and reluctance to submit than her encouragement of releasing pent up emotions. Despite her antagonistic behaviors, Bearspirit loves to be around others, especially those who are unfamiliar to her. She glows when she is in a big group, as she attempts to upstage anyone in and effort to impress a pretty she-cat. Her loud and boisterous nature is an attempt to conceal her fear of not being "good enough" for WinterClan and she constantly feels the need to make sure that she is seen as one of the "-est" cats in the Clan - "the strongest," "the loudest," "the fiercest," and "the bravest" are all titles she strives to get. She regularly ranks others around her, so she can determine who to socialize with more - her time is, of course, the most important thing to her. Her parents, her father especially, pushed this mental strategy of ranks onto her at an early age - as a pure bred WinterClan family, they had to have some understanding of how the world works. And so, even as she was tripping over her big paws, Bearspirit learned how to be a "proper" WinterClan she-cat; a bit snobbish and proud of her heritage, but fiercely devoted to her Clan.
Traits: +strength +perception +knowledge of healing techniques -connection to StarClan -speed -knowledge of herbs
FRECKLEDOE - NEKOMANCER
The cold is harsh, don’t let it get to you. It takes a strong spirit to thrive in WinterClan, something Freckledoe has carried with her in the back of her mind while growing up in the snowy territory. Alongside her brother, Pineroot, Freckledoe has grown to be a strong and dependable, a worthy warrior to her clan. Her faithfulness to her clan comes partially through paranoia. Her mother she was told was in fact a warrior. Well, sort of. It wasn’t a right through blood, and her father is a cat to remain unknown. Apparently, the lifestyle in WinterClan didn’t suit her mother well, but that didn’t stop her from leaving her newborn kits behind. Freckledoe has both gratitude and hatred toward her mother for that action, giving her the opportunity to grow strong, while at the same time robbing her of a loving mother in a clan where blood meant something. In the back of her mind, she worries how others view her. Looking at her even, you wouldn’t obviously know she’s of WinterClan. Her multi-shaded cream pelt was only semi-long, though thick, and the furs were slick against her body. Although she is not built for it necessarily, and she can be skittish, Freckledoe aims to be one of the better Prison Guards in the clan. Admittedly, it’s her self-consciousness that drives her to improve, though it leaves her apprehensive to trust others and make friends. She hardly realizes that by fearing being judged, she too is judging cats by assuming they mean the worst. Freckledoe is named for the light brown and gray flecks along the rear of her back and the silver lynx-like markings on her face. She has light blue eyes, that glow cold but yet still appear inviting.
Traits: +stealth, +endurance, +nimble, -insight, -intimidation, -deception
APPRENTICES
COFFEEPAW coat – UNIQCRIM *
Fluffy brown tabby tom with dark amber eyes and three white paws. Coffeecoat is often described as being a spaz. He rarely sits down and few things can still his paws which are filled with excitement. He is naturally curious and can often be found looking for tasty berries or other edible foods.
HAILPAW shatter – UNIQCRIM *+
Hailshatter's circumstances surrounding his birth is unknown. He was found by Jarl Sweetpine along with his littermates Frigidshade, Sharpsleet, and Frigidfall near the Springclan border. perhaps they are Springclan kits that were abandoned by a loner, winterclan kits who the queen was ashamed to keep, or left behind when springclan was captured by sunclan. Regardless, they aren't really sure and quite frankly this tom would rather forget about it. He feels like a Winterclan cat is unconditionally loyal to Winterclan. This long haired white tom has grey patches and light tabby markings with big grey eyes to boot and he looks like he fits in. With the coloring of his coat and pelt. Hailshatter was born a perfectionist, quietly scrutinizing everything and making sure its in order. He can spend countless hours grooming his pelt just to get it perfect which seems to contradict his warm, laid-back, quiet, and flexible attitude. He frequently comes across as narcissistic and self-centered but is truly a warm and generous individual.
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.
MELODYPAW breeze – RACER
a flame colored tabby tom, with an attitude to match his firey pelt. Melodykit is known for his assertive nature, knowing exactly what he wants and how to get it. He isn't afraid to stand up to cats that are older or of higher rank than himself, and yet he does so in way that many take no offense. He weaves words together in such a way that most do not even realize that they have been insulted. He always assumes that everyone is out to further their own self interests, so why should he be any different?
Traits: +persuasion, +perception, +deception - stealth, -hunting techniques, -speed
TWILIGHTPAW [shimmer] - LAVELLAN
That moment when the sun sets behind the horizon, what do you feel? When the stars begin to blink into existence on the darkening sky, do you find peace? The shadows take over the land, but the shimmering lights above lead the way. Is it a scary moment, knowing that you have to rely on the sky to lead the way? Or is it a welcoming, tranquil feeling, as if you’re separated from the dangers of the day? But yet, you’re vulnerable to the hazard of the night. What lurks beyond that tree at sundown? What stalks its prey from the bushes after the sun sets? The only way to know is from experience. Whether or not you like the shimmering twilight relies completely on what you encounter and undergo during that time. For this fluffy gray she-cat, it’s the day that proves its terrors to her. Everything bad that has ever happened to her occured when the sun was at its highest point in the sky. Her mother leaving for a different tom, her father dying in the heat of battle, her siblings vanishing in search of their mother. All of this, during the day. Yet, she isn’t the upset, broken cat that you’d expect. No, she’s quite the opposite. Twilightshimmer is likely to be the most optimistic and hopeful cat you’re to meet. She is one of those cats who believe that there is good in everyone, no matter how little they show it. Smiles are one thing that this she-cat enjoys seeing. While she may be a caring, amiable cat, even she can’t resist the sarcastic remarks that often slip into conversation. It is no question how she got her name. Her gray pelt, decorated with stripes of black and white, seems to resemble the point of the night in which the sun just set, and the sky is just barely containing its light while darkness takes over. Her eyes, those brilliant blue orbs, seem to shimmer with her hopefulness under the smallest bit of light.
Age: 12moons
Traits: +nimble +perception +insight -strength -deception -intimidation
NIKKOPAW hydrangea – FAITH
He’s the little nobody no one knew about until the day he tried to off himself. Then everybody suddenly knew him. People claimed that they were his best friend, that they blamed themselves for seeing the signs that were never there, but they claimed were. He was visited by absolute strangers reminding him about the most mundane stories of how they once shared prey or were on a patrol together one time. He was somebody when he woke up from the brink of death the way he thought he wanted to be. Now everyone looks at him, everyone pretends to be his friend, he’s the most pitiful pitied guy in the whole clan. He remembers when he would wish everyday to be liked, for people to notice him and now that it was he realized it was his hell. He steals herbs from his mom's medicine cat den to dull himself away from this plane of existence and onto the next, at least for a while. Blue grey cosmos fur as midnight blue as a sky on a bright moon night basks against his disheveled form. He looks as though he would be very handsome if he groomed back his scruffy fur and didn’t hunch over so much. He has a curtain of long fur in front of his dauntless robin egg blue eyes that seem permanently fixed to a mischievous demeanor. Dark glittery black claws rake anxiously across the already grey hairless slivers across his legs that he’s already picked clean of fur. His tone is playfully sarcastic often pointing out people’s flaws and calling people mouse brain mimicking his moms trait. He often wishes he was like his sociopathic mother, but no matter how hard he tries to act like he doesn’t care about anything and could laze around while chaos is at the door he’s not. He cares greater because he’s suffered, he smiles because he’s wasted too much time crying and he’s stronger because he has no choice, but to be.
Traits: +knowledge of herbs +deception +knowledge of healing techniques -insight -intimidation -strength
WOODPAW [weasel] - GOLDCREST
Some would call him strange, weird, or odd, but Woodweasel would call himself, well, Woodpaw. An excitable young tom with a thirst for knowledge and a passion for collecting and examining objects—mainly stones—he is sometimes described as rather annoying. He seems to talk way too much and an off switch is definitely not on the table. He doesn’t seem to carve what others think of him, and while he’s not overly-confident by any means, he likes to express himself. Woodweasel can be blunt at times, painstaking honest to an annoying degree, but he means no harm. Bing a kind soul, he isn’t one to bully others. Somewhat of a coward, Woodweasel stands for his views and prides himself into the Clan he wasn’t even born in.
Age: I’m going to say nine? Yeah.
Traits: +Endurance +perception +nimble -deception -insight -intimidation
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.
Age: 6 moons
Traits: +Stealth +Deception +Persuasion -Connection to Starclan -Ice fishing -Hunting techniques
SKEPTICPAW [martyr] - UNIQCRIM *
A complete black molly with a splash of white on her chest and bright amber eyes. Born to Valleystar and Hiddencrest, her littermates are Disasterpiece, Vermilionreality, Deadmemory, and Dualitycontrast. She is the youngest and is very quiet and untrusting of other cats.
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FROZENKIT [gold] - LAVELLAN
A shadow among the snow. Slinking along, the perfect combination of white and grey that just seems to slip past the notice of anyone nearby. But if you were to narrow your eyes and really look, you can tell that the grey areas are just too... perfect. Like spots on a cat's pelt instead of shadows on the snow. But, as soon as you make out the large form of a cat, she's already become one with the snow again. Normally as cold as ice, the only thing that seems to easily melt past this she-cat's defenses is, ironically enough, snow. That's right, the same thing that can freeze a cat to death is the one thing that Frozengold loves. Any why wouldn't she? It's just so perfect. Like little specks of clouds, packed together into one mesmerizing scene. Her thick savannah fur is plenty enough to keep her warm as she sneaks among the snow, her slightly larger than average body not hindering her. However, if one thing were to give her presence away, it would be her eyes. Brilliant yellow eyes, shining with purpose. Normally, they would be a giveaway when hiding in such a simple color pallet, but they are Frozengold's iconic feature, and somehow manage to blend in with her. Perhaps it's the way she narrows her eyes just enough to disguise the color, or perhaps it's the reflection of the snow that's managing to dull them. Whatever the case, it's for certain that this cat belongs in the snow.
Age: 0 moons
Traits: +stealth +nimble -insight -strength
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.
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 littermate 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.
Age: 3 moons
Traits: +Nimble +Perception -intimidation -deception
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. He was born to Mistyveil and Reigns fifth litter.
Age: 0 moons?
Traits: +Stealth +perception -Swimming techniques -Fighting techniques
NORTHERNKIT [storm] - FIREFLY
Northernstorm has a large build covered in pure white fur framing large vibrant green eyes, atop his right ear is a small dip where the tip is missing, as well as that you may notice that Northernstom has no tail but instead only a small nub where it should be. Northernstorm did not lose his tail in any accident, he was born without it, though it is unknown as to why when both of his parents and their parents had one as well as his aunt, Stormyfire. He does not let his missing tail stop him though, determined and resourceful the tom has managed to learn and cope without the very thing most use for balance and stability, with hard work and many failures he was able to find a way that worked best for him to hunt and fight though he still has issues at times. Northernstorm is a quiet one, not in the sense that he avoids everyone and keeps to himself, but more so he speaks very little unless he feels the need. He is much more into observing and listening though he is very friendly and those he does speak to are usually closer to him than others. One thing about Northernstorm that some don't quite understand is his tendency to hoard things, he often brings back random objects he finds or thinks are pretty, keeping them in his nest or in a hidden spot he found just outside of camp where he can go and visit them whenever he pleases. Northernstorm was left without parents, both of his passing away shortly after he was born due to sickness, leaving him in the care of his clan and his Aunt, Snowyfire.
Age: 2 moons
Traits: +Perception +Ice fishing -Hunting techniques -Intimidation
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