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Post by uniqcrim on Jun 12, 2019 23:12:09 GMT -5
RADIANTKIT glory Roleplayed by uniqcrim A reddish brown tom with black paws, tail and ears and very pale orange eyes. His mother is the Soothsayer promised Twilightbell and his father is a Moonclan apprentice named Heartpaw. His littermates are Solarflare, Incandescentharmony, Dawnflame, Shiningdestiny, and Morningberry. kit
BRUISEDAPPLE Roleplayed by Vulpixkit An apple a day keeps the nightmares away....no...that's not right, what was it again? A doctor a day keeps the apples away...No that's not it either. Bruisedapple doesn't have the best memory in the world, being a little absent minded she is likely to quickly find herself lost when it comes to any situation. Kind and doe eyed this she-cat lives on a bed of clouds, rarely coming down to face reality. Her long furs are a swirl or ambers and browns, giving her, her name sake "Bruisedapple". Her eyes are large pools are honey, looking much to large for her face most of the time. Bruisedapple has a unique sense of humor and is found to be the one that always laughs the hardest at her own joke. Yet while living on cloud-nine and full of laughter this she-cat can also found to be...wise at the most unusual at times. Not one for killing or fighting she mostly does odd jobs around the clan, helping elders, the medicine cat, apprentices, and even helping kits escape once or twice. Her help though isn't always the most helpful as she usually forgets her task in the middle of carrying them out and will usually end up wandering off, leaving the task to be uncompleted. warrior
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Jul 1, 2019 21:28:42 GMT -5
Dovepaw(pool) Roleplayed by Spiderheart Dovepool has a scruffy coat of white layered with contrasts of silver and dark gray with a few light patches of pale brown, her frozen ice blue eyes sharp and penetrating. From a young age Dovepool was not like most kits or apprentices, she did not bound around in a playful manner or get caught up in silly games and drama. The blue eyed she-cat was mature before her time, seeking knowledge and strength from any cat she could, that was her goal in life; to learn everything she did not know and then to learn of the things not known by others. Her power lay in her mind, her capacity to understand and solve even the most bizarre of issues that lay at her paws. Dovepool knows she could very well rely solely on her wits for most things, but even some problems need a forceful answer and for those she is ready with claws unsheathed and teeth barred, her fighting skills are not to be taken lightly. As a kit she would often observe the cats older than her taking in all of their movements and learning their skills, committing it all to memory until she was made an apprentice and could begin to develop her own set of skills, she put all of her focus on becoming the best she could and strive still to become even better. The white and gray she-cat does not care for small talk and may come off as cold to most, but consider yourself lucky is she gives you any sort of acknowledgment because she does not do it lightly. Dovepool is calculated and does not act without reason, she thinks carefully not willing to allow minor misshapes from ruining her work. Dovepool was born in SunClan though her father was killed before she was born and her mother died while kitting, leaving her with no kin in the clan. Mentor // Will wait until next ceremony Rank // Apprentice
NEWRESIDENCE Roleplayed by Oceanix Sixth/Last born of Foxstar’s third litter. A longhaired oriental auburn tom with large ears, angular features, and a white underbelly. Though he is the youngest of the litter Foxstar had with Copperthroat, much like his littermates Windpipe, Lastaffair, and Timesquandor, he is observant, beyond that which is normal. This, he knows, is much to Foxstar’s dismay, as it is easy for them to understand her and her motives, and the Priestess hatred for her ex-mate Deal. Though his morality is gray at best, he often finds himself with Lastaffair, bickering with others and causing trouble for no reason, though he doesn’t have the wanderlust of Windpipe and Lastaffair. He’s just.. Angry, really. Maybe at his father, for never really paying attention to him, or at his mother, more concerned with making Deal’s life miserable and furthering her own goals that her kits were pushed to the wayside. Whatever the reason, the tom enjoys a good fight, focusing his natural talents into battle, and taking out the never ending anger on anyone within reach. (adopted from adoption center). Warrior
QUEANEVERLASTING Roleplayed by Oceanix A lithe, feminine white tom with an auburn tail, black ears, and green eyes. Smaller than average, his strong suit never had been fighting. Rather, he is a chatty cat, sassy and sarcastic, charismatic and charming. He enjoys toying with others, for no other reason than he can, and has little interest in things such as politics or orders. Even so, he is a hopeless romantic, one who falls too hard and too quickly, though he recovers just as soon, bouncing back for another conquest or game that catches his eye. To him, his littermates, Zendikdominance, Zoeticobliteration, and Xandubusimulacrum, are perhaps the only ones he truly cares about. Even his parents, Foxstar, and Deal, or his other relatives, he cares little for. But who needs loyalty, really? We’re not here long, so we may as well have fun, at least. (adopted from adoption center) Warrior
NARCISSUSPAW dream Roleplayed by Oceanix Betrayal, alone, abandoned common feelings that Narcissusdream had come to terms with ever since she was born. Her parents were star-cross lovers that weren't even suppose to fall in love. Her mother Nubiancrown had been the Soothslayer Promised and was promised to someone else. Her father Strangemind had been Janus when he met her mother Nubiancrown. The two became childhood friends until Strangemind until Strangemind up and disappeared one day. No one knew what became of the former Janus but Nubiancrown. The one and only cat that became his secret keeper. Her mother and father met with in private and the two developed a relationship separate from the one her mother was promised to. Nubiancrown's pregnancy is the one that caused her step down from her position as Soothslayer Promised. With the help of Queaneverlasting Nubiancrown's secret was kept safe. He acted as the father of a litter that wasn't his. Just as quickly as Narcissusdream's birth happened, her mother and siblings vanished. The only trace of her mother was a single ivory flame pointed she-kit left abandoned in an empty unoccupied nest in the nursery. Looking nothing like Nubiancrown, Queaneverlasting or Strangemind. The origins of Narcissusdream still a mystery to most. While she herself is aware of her origins and who her real parents are. She holds a bitterness towards them that she has carried all her life. Holding a stronger devotion to the Sun God than either of her parents had. Mentor: none Apprentice
FIRECOLLAPSE Roleplayed by lost Firecollapse is a tom that tries with difficulty not to follow in the footsteps of his family, although he finds that many times he is not successful. He's a very handsome tom: he has long, dark russet fur, with a white belly and black tail. His eyes are a deep, pine green, never able to hide his emotions well for how much they show. Firecollapse is the son of Deal and Foxstar, raised in SunClan all his life. He's lost a siblings, he knows the amount of family he has spread out over the clans. He feels uneasy around a few of his siblings, and, even his mother. He has an irrational fear that he will become everything he doesn't want to be: he doesn't want to love more than one cat, he wants to have a family that is his and his alone. He wants to be a warrior that fights for what is good and what is right, not one that fights for simple wants. He is strong, handsome, and brave - he'd rush into a fire to save someone that needed it. He is opinionated, he stands up for all those who feel they don't have a voice, and he would help anyone that asked. All of these things make Firecollapse seem like the perfect tom, but in all honesty, his phobias turn him into someone he doesn't want to be, and he feels himself giving into those things that he doesn't want to be. Like when a fire slowly takes over a house, it reveals all the bones before crumbling and succumbing to nothing but dust. Warrior
CRABAPPLEBOUNCE Roleplayed by lost Crabapplebounce is a pale, rusty-orange and white tom with green eyes and a sturdy build. Born the clown of his litter, he is also the most boisterous. He loves a good joke and is very friendly, often hiding his insecurities and fears through humor. He sees it as his job to keep his family happy and tends to be the peace-maker. Even so, he is the most likely to feel depressed and sad, as he can be hard on himself and has a kind heart. He can be impulsive and reckless, often causing unwanted trouble when he was an apprentice. He will befriend anyone and everyone, even outside of the clan - even though he is supposed to shun others. It's just not in his nature to be that way. Crabapplebounce is especially close to his siblings. His mother, Veira, sister of Valleystep, abandoned Crabapplebounce and his siblings in SunClan territory. Although they were never adopted into the clan, they fit right into the ways and culture of SunClan. Crabapplebounce, aside from just being a perfect comedic relief, is also a hardworking and powerful warrior. Warrior
BONEASH Roleplayed by lost Boneash is a handsome, stoic looking tom with vivid, golden amber eyes that can set your soul on fire. He is a tall, lean tom with muscles that are clean cut beneath his russet pelt. His back and tail run with a black stripe, and his ears are a little bigger than they should be. He is tall and long, more muscle than anything over his bones. He’s just as tough as he looks and just as confident as he strides back and forth, muscles rippling, eyes glaring. Boneash is boisterous, confrontational, and domineering. Always more of a leader than a follow, even when no one asks him to be. He likes to take charge, to fight, to argue and state his opinions. He is never one to go unheard. Almost idiotically brave, Boneash is never one to back down from a fight, and that is saying a lot. He will charge head first into nearly anything to protect the innocent, but especially those that he cares about. Above all else, he is loyal and protective over his siblings, wanting family to mean something. Lay a paw on one of them and he is suddenly a rampaging monster that won’t hesitate to bring out both tooth and claw and draw as much blood as he sees fit for your punishment. Boneash seems like an overprotective, judgmental, and cold, calculating tom. But this is just his outward appearance. Truth be told, he is all of these things. But he is also strong, compassionate, and brave. He fights for the good and light, he fights for youth and survival. He is not a killer, a coldblooded creature. He’s a warrior. Warrior
FOXKIT spots Roleplayed by lost The first words Foxspots ever learned was ‘no’. She came barreling out into the world a reckless ball of energy, bouncing off of den walls and wreaking mischief and havoc across the clan. She has a thick, tortoiseshell pelt with rich, heavy brown tones and white on all four of her paws. Her eyes are a bright, excitable green. Foxspots is quite the fearless warrior, jumping head first into anything and everything, from battle to adventures. She is quite reckless and loses just as much prey as she catches, as her paws are often too quick and startling. Still, she earned her name, as much as she is friendly, she is also, at times, cunning and dishonest. She can lie through her teeth without the blink of an eye, and she’s good at it, too. She rarely gets caught in her stories, as she knows how to weave them and place blame on anyone but herself. True to her SunClan roots, Foxspots is quite vain and boisterous. She knows that she is strong and she won’t let anyone forget. She attacks first and asks questions later. To her clan, she is kind and helpful, but even a whiff of being from outside of her home and you may lose skin and bone. Foxspots lets the sun lead her heart and follows it where the golden light may tell her to go, and just like everything else in her life, she will dive head first into whatever destiny it grants her.
GRACIE roseflame Roleplayed by FadedEcho She was formally a wandering kittypet. Her life with her twolegs had not been a bad one. They left her to hunt mice in their barn, cared for her when she was ill, and fed her when he mice grew scarce in the winter. She stumbled across SunClan when she wandered out a bit further than normal. The story they told her of the SunClan and the Sun God fascinated her. It was enough to make her leave her easy life behind and become an initiate for SunClan. Over time she has proved to be extremely loyal to SunClan and is fiercely protective of her new home. Initiate
CANDY sweetoblivion Roleplayed by Trouvaille A she-cat who's white pelt is marked by grey-brown and orange patches. Her pelt is almost able to be considered a dilute calico, but the brown undertones of the grey disrupt this. Her furs are mid-length, if not long. Her eyes are the only thing that aren't on the border of two things; they are large and the color of pennies, centered perfectly in the middle of her face. Sweetoblivion, previously known as Candy, was not always a member of SunClan. At one point, she was a just another rogue, one named for the sickly sweet front that she puts forward. Upon learning of the rather interesting ways of SunClan, she found herself fascinated by the group, and set her mind to joining. She was sixteen moons old at the time, which meant she had to go through the initiation, but Sweetoblivion is the kind of feline who once she sets her mind to something, she will go to any lengths to achieve her goals. Sweetoblivion is a darling honeypie of a cat upon first glance, one who is almost too sweet. Her nature makes her appear rather oblivious, which lends to her warrior name of Sweetoblivion. However, there is more than meets the eye with this particular she-cat. She is, in all actuality, a very intelligent feline, one who knows that her sweet demeanor is a demeanor that will make cats trust her. It makes her appear significantly less threatening than she would if she was transparent about her darker nature.
RAREKIT fire Roleplayed by FadedEcho A mostly white, red mackerel tabby mackerel tabby tom, with short fur and amber eyes. He was found on the border one day beside his siblings covered in injuries from apparent abuse. At that point he was so malnourished that it was impossible to tell exactly how old he was. kit
Post by aberrantfox on Jul 18, 2019 12:15:21 GMT -5
FERNPAW skip Roleplayed by Primordialhaze If the sun were to touch ice would the ice melt or the sun turn into the moon? Perhaps these are questions best not asked. Lets your mind wander to unholy cold places. Fernskip is the type of cat to ask such things. To question the widely accepted and find her own truth. Born of 100% WinterClan blood but raised 100% under the sungod's influence. Fernskip is the natural daughter of the Priestess Promised LittleBird of SunClan and Leatherstar, Chieftain of WinterClan. While her blood runs cold as ice her heart burns with a smoldering warmth. While littlebird never hid her bloodline from her, Fernskip grew up under the fatherly guidance of Skipstep. Fernskip's name coming from both Leatherfern and Skipstep. Could there ever be a more confusingly split family? She constantly feels the war of fire and ice in her soul, as the sungod's influence and the blood of two WinterClan leaders run through her veins. Fernskip questions everything she has ever been taught and anything she could ever see. Because seeing, isnt always believing. It is said that Fernskip has the proud bold personality of Goldenstar of WinterClan, her grandfather, and the cool collected anger of her father, Leatherstar. While having no SunClan blood in her veins she seems to somehow have caught the sungod's gaze. She passes his tests and hears his voice in his early dawn light. Though she rebels in her soul as ice freezes her heart. Fernskip strives to be a warrior among warriors. To be the best fighter SunClan has ever seen. To earn favor in the eyes of her High Priests or Priestesses to come. She wants to rule the hearts of those around her, not necessarily their physical in the form of any kind of titled leader. Though she wouldn't complain to be named Fernstar. Fernskip appreciated her mother. Littlebird's position as she was spirited away from Understar's reign in WinterClan and was raised from late kithood in SunClan. Even gaining the sungod's approval to earn a title as Priestess Promised. Fernskip can often be found at her mothers side, basking in the light of the attention and respect that follows her mother. Though her heart is not so cold that she doesnt forget feelings and adoration for Littlebird. She loves Skipstep like a father despite knowing he does not hold her blood as the WinterClan chieftain does. While she appreciates the regal grace of SunClan her heart is truly wild and longs for the thrill of the WinterClan hostility. She does not speak these things as she knows she would break Littlebirds heart and perhaps ruin her reputation in SunClan. She can also often be found getting into trouble with her brother Lionpride. The only cat she has ever truly felt understood her wild non-sunclan alter ego. When he lends her an ear she talks it off. As if her WinterClan blood wasn't reminder enough of Leatherstar she also looks more closely to him in physical form than her mother. Her pelt being long and thick like Littlebirds but deep chocolate brown with bright amber hue when the sun hits it just right. She had large paws and large ears tufted with brown fur. Her tail is thick and sweeping like a foxes. Her eyes however, a light stormy gray/blue that shifts to a storming rage when she grows angry or emotional. Fernskip is destined to be a large cat and her claws long and sharp. She can be a frustrating she-cat to get along with and most toms are more scared of her than willing to court her. Much to her mothers dismay.
No one knows of the resemblance he bears to his father. No one knew him, a rogue that only just managed to slip through the cracks in his mother’s wall of paranoia. Even he eventually fell into the category of everyone else, though, abandoned when she began to suspect malicious intent that didn’t exist in their relationship. It was too late to avoid the consequences, though. Fearfulwhisper eventually gave birth to his kits, ever terrified that they would grow into traitors turned against her like she was convinced the rest of the world was like. In the beginning, she was wrong, her kits just like any other. The runt, Twistedecho, took after her paranoid mother, plagued for seasons by her own insistence that every cat in SunClan was out to get her. Troubledheart was always soft, concerned for his kin, worried about his mother’s insanity and the fracturing psyches of his siblings. And Doublethink was even softer, kind and open in a way their mother saw as a bad thing. None of the trio were necessarily bad to their mother, though, and perhaps if they were the only in the litter their paranoid mother would have gone softer on her children. A fourth child, however, a second son, was an outlier from birth. A black ball of short-furred fluff, strikingly similar to the father of her litter with a similarity that only grew more shocking as he grew older. From the beginning he was the least favored, even as his eyes turned an ivy green more like Fearfulwhisper than the father he never knew. Little Deadkit was already assumed to have betrayed his mother, treated like a traitor and outsider from his own litter for merely being born like his father. Only the kindness of others and a learned knack for acting without his mother’s knowledge let him survive his kittenhood. He lived to become an apprentice, grew to become a warrior of SunClan, and as he got older without the support and care of his mother he grew to resent the she-cat that gave him life. Before her eventual death, he only ever looked upon her with hatred in his eyes. She turned him into the very thing he feared, with a connection so close and yet a hatred so strong. And then she died, and not by Deadringer’s claws. There was no satisfaction because he didn’t end her. But there’s still ways to get back at her. She may be dead, but she’s not quite gone, still in some afterlife. Especially with his sister Twistedecho’s abandonment of the Clan, there’s still kin that he can make suffer for his mother’s crimes. As a kit his mother’s fear of him was unfounded. However, driven by an unstable mind she created a monster, a cat sly and able to get away with what he wants, willing to manipulate and twist others for the attention he craved and never received as a child and to achieve the revenge he desires. Thanks to her, everyone now has true reason to fear him, even if most might not be aware. Even his siblings. Most of all his mother’s favored child.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 18, 2019 20:00:10 GMT -5
MAGICMONSTER Roleplayed by teardrops Boo! Ahahaha! You should have seen the look on your face! It was priceless. All the prey in the world couldn't be exchanged for that face. Huh? Be more careful? What! Are you afraid of the boogeyman? Ants crawling up your skin? Slowly tearing you apart without you even realizing? Hehe. Anyway, my hunting crouch has gotten even better, huh? You didn't even see me! Slinking along the shadows is my specialty. This black coat is useful for something. I can see it now. I'm following an intruder in the shade of the trees. And then, I pounce like bam! We fall, tumble down the hill! Snow whips up around us! Fwoosh! Haha. And then, they break their neck on a rock like kachow. I know, I know. It's real cool. What's with that face? Too much? Ah, sorry about that. I don't know what comes over me. So, how're you doing? Something bad happen recently? Oh! That's horrible! I can't believe they did that! They should pay. Drag 'em over the coals, pull their claws out or... I don't know, hang them over a cliff. Too much? Again! You're no fun. Really? You haven't told anyone and no one has noticed until now. Hehe, I guess you can say I'm psychic. But hey, let's do something fun! Anything is better than sulking around here. You wanna see a trick? Okay, you see this leaf? Pretty big, huh? I'll shift it around, and I'll bat it and oops- dropped it! Back on track, one last pass and... ta-dah! It's gone. Heh. Thank you. I love that dumb founded look on your face. Almost as good as that look of horror you gave me earlier. Like you genuinely believed I would kill you. I'm glad it made you feel a little better. Well, ready to go. Not so sure. Okay, I'm gonna go. But I wanna say. You know how the things we tend to fear the most are the unknown? I think the opposite. It's the things we know are true that are the scariest. The boogeyman isn't scary. One in cat skin is scary. Are you afraid of it? I would be.
ACONITE roseshade Roleplayed by Cleaver She never quite fit in with her family. Shiverstar was a good adopted mother but she always worried her parents preferred their true kits, and even if she loved her siblings, that hurt. She was a proud cat in her youth, prickly and defensive, but after her family left the clan she had to change - what was there left to be proud of now? The NightClan warrior was more isolated than ever as she slept through patrols and struggled to get ready in time for training and doubted her medium length cream tabby coat blended well enough in the night. She persevered and eventually became a warrior, a mentor, and Aconiteleap thought she should be happy, but she simply wasn't. Back to back apprentices dragged her down until she met a young tom at the border, Lionpaw, and quickly started a friendship with the odd mouse-raising cat. She stopped letting her apprentices hunt mice near the SunClan border just in case and started to work during the day - going against tradition in her clan, but offering more chances to catch a glimpse of one of her only friends. When an earthquake split open the territory she was separated from everyone she knew and fled to SunClan, and decided to live there even after discovering her clan had survived after all. She had a friend here, and though she doesn't know it, a litter of older siblings: Skychaser, Soulmatch, Sunfound, and Angerendurance. She also has paternal half-aunts/half-uncles in Crescentpool of WaterClan, Adrenaline, a rogue/loner, and Neotelos and Noose of the League. Her maternal grandparents are Barleystar of DayClan and Skystar of SunClan, while their paternal grandparents are Uta of Primal Instinct, and Abandon, a rogue. Her true littermates, born to Syndrone-enigma and Daylight, are Amaranthmurmur, Angrecdesire, Gladiolusroam, Snowdropsway, Heliotropehaunt, Hydrangeastreak, Lobeliarush, Magnoliascar, Rainflowercrest, Rueshift, and Viscariablossom.
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Jul 27, 2019 1:22:36 GMT -5
Lilacdream Roleplayed by Spiderheart Lilacdream was born with a soft sandy cream pelt, her fur is short and is painted with dark but subtle undertones. The petite she-cat has unnaturally large round eyes, their deep blue glow giving way to a soft pale green around her pupils. Lilacdream was the only kit ever born to her mother, Brightfeather and father, Cardinalhaze. It was not a happy birth, her mother died when she was two moons old from sickness and so she was left to be raised by her father who from the beginning was displeased with her. Everything about Lilacdream was wrong in his eyes, he had wanted a son and gotten a daughter, the fact that she was the spitting image of her mother had infuriated him; he often blamed her for his mates death stating she would have been stronger and been able to fight the illness if not for her. Lilacdream tried her best to make Cardinalhaze proud, to please him. What finally pushed the tom over the edge was when he found out she was romantically interested in she-cats, she had learned at a young age that she preferred the company of females to males and upon discovering this her father blew up. He made it clear that he did not approve, and was sure to let her know that so long as he was living he would not stand for it. Lilacdream in an attempt to ease his anger pushed her feelings away, she submitted and agreed to live the life he wanted her to. Lilacdreams father lived to see her become a warrior, but died not long after from old age. Having spent her life ignoring her true self she did not know what to do now that she was no longer trapped in the prison her father turned her life into, she was free to do and feel as she pleased though she was unsure how to let those long hidden emotions back out. Despite what she had gone through with her father Lilacdream has always been a rather soft she-cat. Submissive to the will of others this girly she-cat is not a fighter, whether it be physical or verbal the only thing you will find her able to do is cower; she will make herself as small as possible in hopes to avoid from worsening the situation at hand. In any normal instance Lilacdream looks to be outgoing, happy and easy to speak to, a constant smile on her face all the while hiding a deep internal battle raging between her heart and her mind. Warrior
(I may end up re-writing this or adding to it in the future, but for now this is it haha)
