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INVASIONKIT || FORCE Roleplayed by Shadow A brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes, she is a proud and stoic feline who prizes herself on her accomplishments and her loyalty. She is determined and protective, particularly over those she genuinely cares about, and will risk her life – while also taking as many as she can who stand as a threat – for them. A fierce she-cat in both appearance and personality, she is missing an eye due to an event that she refuses to speak about. Some may find her enchanting and pursue her, while others may find her intimidating and difficult to approach. Kit Littermates || Coastalkit, Lovelykit, Tranquilkit
MOTHKIT || MASK roleplayed by baewolf Pale blue eyes glare out skeptically out from a dark mask, followed by a snort and honest answer. Looking almost heavyset in his thick build. Mothmask is a broad shouldered, mostly pale cream tom caped in varying browns and creams. His defining feature is the dark chocolate that masks his round face, a splash of it coloring his dark nose. It makes the pale color of his eyes stand out even more, and makes it more obvious that he's judging you. From a young age, Mothmask learned to use his handsome face as a way to get in with the crowd and to get what he wants, and is willing to throw anyone in the dirt to get there. Though for the most part he is mild in temperment, there are certain times when his cruel side comes out, especially if anyone is going after his siblings. They were abandoned by their parents, so he tries his best to be the big brother and keep the group together and happy, not caring about anyone else. Some think he was named for his coloring, much like the wings of the common moth seen in the forest, but those who know him know that Mothmask was named for his hidden softness. You don't know unless you get close, much like you do to a moths wings. Kit Littermates || Sneezekit, Beetlekit
SHADOWKIT || STRIDER Roleplayed by Shadow THE GUARDIAN + A white tom upon his birth with blue eyes, he has the opposite of vitiligo, wherein the older he gets, the more dark patches appear upon his body, with the understanding that one day, his snowy pelt will be replaced with a pelt as black as obsidian. Though he is blind, he is still a capable warrior, training as hard as legends before him to best near any foe who dares to underestimate him. A tom who is practical, dutiful, logical, and loyal, he comes across as quite reserved, calm, and analytical, but underneath the surface, there is the fire of honesty, a guarantee of putting to an end whatever may be started, and determination to see that the right thing – wherever that may land on the morality scale of others – is completed. Analytical, concrete, steadfast, reliable, reasonable, sensible, thorough, dependable, objective, and observant, he will wait in the shadows unless he believes what he has to offer is necessary in the moment, and should that moment come, he is not afraid to make his voice heard by all. Kit
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DARKKIT || DEVOTION Roleplayed by Shadow BORN TO BE BAD + A she-cat who at birth was a ginger she-cat with a beautiful satin pelt and bright green eyes that only accented the beauty of her coat, she lived a life of submission, forced reserve, and the understanding that in a life where chaos reigns, it is much better to remain in the shadows and not get swept up in the blasts. However, as she grew, she began to question... was it so much better after all? Beautiful, kind, and capable, no matter the path she's taken, she has always been well-respected and adored, yet she never let it get the best of her, even when she allowed the chaos to consume her. When she was young, she was unconditionally devoted to those in charge of FallClan, whoever they may, and always eager to serve. As she grew, however, her idolization of those in charge lessened, while her hunger for power grew. Finding solace in her warrior ancestors, who presented themselves as pure light, she never realized – until it was too late, in which case at that point, why not? – that she was being led astray not by StarClan, but the Dark Forest, those slithery demons with eyes and hearts black as night. As a grown feline, she will represent the dichotomy of the light and the dark that waged both within and outside her, one day sporting a pelt half white and half black. Though her purpose may not yet be known, she is perfectly content in whichever path may be set before her. Kit
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TWISTEDKIT || TRICKSTER Roleplayed by Shadow GOD OF MISCHIEF + Stunningly handsome and charming, this snow and charcoal bengal tom whose pelt appears to shift and shimmer like swirls of magic in the light is good at what he gives his time to learn and brilliant at what he knows. A fast learner with a love for having all eyes on him, his favorite pastime – other than generally causing chaos – is taking anyone nearest to his immediate surroundings by surprise. Agile and quick, he prizes himself on his abilities, though despite all of his success and talent, there is a void within him that no matter how much applause or worship he receives can never seem to be filled. And while he seems to glow under the praise – or even negativity – he receives, those who appear to be unbothered by him or refuse to pay him attention quickly bore him, and while it may internally bother him and cause that need for attention and validation to fester all the more, he is far too proud to allow the effect to show in any way. If there is one thing he is absolutely capable of, it is hiding his true emotion within to show that trademark mischievous smile. Kit
ELMKIT || KNIGHT Roleplayed by Cleaver Proud and in full possession of the easy confidence that comes from begin young and skilled, Elmknight knew his path the moment his paws were set to stone outside of the nursery. He watched the adults do their work - nudging apprentices into line, performing ceremonies, setting the rules for the cats younger than themselves - and felt drawn to become one of them. Once he started his training, he found he was naturally graceful and picked up on most skills quickly, performing better under the approving gaze of his mentor than when alone. Being a warrior, it was easy, and watching other cats struggle just solidified that he was superior to them in some way. He found himself attaching to older cats, mimicking their scolding words, and accosted his fellow apprentices when they stepped out of line. He can tell he is worth so much more than the average screw-up and he isn't afraid to let that show. Elmknight is extremely vocal with his feelings and every other thought that crosses his mind. He's a loud speaker, and that makes everything he says more impressive, so he prides himself on his ability to shut down arguments by talking the subject to death. Elmknight is a lanky black and white tom with yellow eyes. His siblings are Pineshimmer, Palmdance, and Maplebreeze.
Kitten Littermates || Pinekit, Palmkit, Maplekit
PEACHKIT || SUGAR Roleplayed by Cleaver Peachsugar has everything she could ever need: she has a wonderful clan that loves her, a resourceful mind with a penchant for peacekeeping, a creativity streak to keep her on her toes, and sweet nature. She should be more than enough on her own, and she tells herself that every day, but she can't help her dreams; she wants someone to sweep her off her feet and carry her away, she wants to fit in and be loved unconditionally, or even liked at all. Other cats seem to ignore her or are off-put by her strange and awkward manner. Peachsugar, she's a sweet cat, but she doesn't know how to navigate social situations and is often left floundering. A harsh word or any criticism will reduce her to tears and crush her spirit for hours. Any cat that shows her kindness is the immediate subject of her next crush, but oh, unrequited love hurts when the truth comes out. She daydreams about a perfect life for herself and a cat she has never known and never will. Level-headed, when put to work Peachsugar is an effective worker and enjoys unconventional solutions to problems, but she is tooo easily lost in her own daydreams to work on her own. It's a shame that other cats rarely spend time with her.
Kitten Littermates || Lemonkit, Plumkit, Mangokit
FERALKIT || FRENZY Roleplayed by Cleaver From the moment they were first brought into the clan, Feralfrenzy was an unwanted thorn in the side of their clan. She fought harder than anyone to prove herself, but she never really felt loved as much as the others; it didn't help that the nursery aids constantly tossed her care from one to the next, none of them able to willing to take her on for long. Maybe it was because she was a troublemaker, maybe the timing just wasn't right, but every rejection just angered Feralfrenzy further. She felt isolated and unloved. They started to act out - pranking other cats, making jokes, bullying, anything and everything that would bring attention back to them even if it was in the form of a scolding. They grew up bitter and fiery, determined to prove themselves, and most of all they grew up alone. He couldn't trust other kittens to help him, they always had an ulterior motive or wanted to stab him in the back. He had to be the best and the fiercest and keep everyone else at bay. Feralfrezy wants a friend they can rely on, but such a dream is impossible to grant. A bengal with one green eye and one blue, Feralfrenzy is genderfluid and uses different pronouns, but typically uses they/them the most.
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CARBONARA Roleplayed by Cleaver A drop-dead gorgeous tan-and-cream she-cat with long, soft fur and pale green eyes, it's no secret to Carbonara that she's a prize, and she truly believes she's one of the most beautiful cats in the clan. There's little competition, honestly, but even when faced with the other clans she finds herself to be more attractive than most warriors by a long shot. Pretty people run the world, and Carbonara is no different; she does whatever she wants and is absolutely untouchable, laughing in the face of death and flirting with danger. She's drawn to the most irresistible types -- criminal cats, emotionally repressed and distant, draw her in like no other. She loves to see others get flustered when she flirts, loves it more when they engage and give as good as they get, and she's the champion of the game. She has a strong belief that all broken cats can be fixed, that even the most hopeless souls are just looking for someone to prop them up, and Nara is always looking for a pet project. She wants to befriend the biggest villains in the clans and bring them around to her service, to show that they can be redeemed. Cara lacks a fear of danger rather completely, certain that she cannot die, and will stand straight in the face of any enemy and laugh. Amongst her siblings, Carbonara is known as Cara or Nara, and they're the only cats that can get away with a nickname. She refuses to take a warrior name. Her siblings are Spaghetti, Alfredo (Alfie), Mac 'n Cheese (Big Mac, Mac Attack, Cheese, or Mac), Lasagna (Lasa or Lasi), and Ravioli (Ravi).
okay adding the ones that i don't have to write full bios for right away
MAC N' CHEESE Roleplayed by lavellan The Big Mac n’ Cheese ready to please his next owner. He goes by the nicknames Big Mac, Mac Attack, Cheese or Mac. He likes to think he’s big and tough but in reality gets spooked by the smallest things. He can be loud and tries to make himself look cool. He’s often the one that will force his siblings to join him on his adventures, but will bail when he gets overwhelmed. Has a strong dislike for spiders and would rather sacrifice his siblings for the greater good if it meant he didn’t have to see another spider ever again. He is a collector of shiny and colorful things. He is very intimidated by his little sister Ravioli and is always on the lookout for her spider pranks. An orange tabby with light amber eyes. Littermates || Spaghetti, Alfredo, Lasagna, Carbonara, Ravioli kit
SNEEZEKIT || KEEPER Roleplayed by lavellan Perhaps it's a rather mean name for such an innocent and warm cat, and it's been the topic of many jokes. Still, there's few names that could fit this grey and white tom as much as Sneezekeeper. With a face that's always rather scrunched up, it looks like he's always on the verge of a sneeze. He faces every new situation with a clear mindset that others call naïve. Calm under pressure, he doesn't necessarily say the right thing all the time, but he does it with such open warmth that cats tend to like him anyway. He likes to tell stories that others find simple and pointless, just about tiny things he did or saw throughout the day. Usually, it's because whatever the story is about made him smile, and he wanted to share the joy with others, but his storytelling skills could use a lot of polish. It doesn't matter if he understands the task that he's been given; he'll figure it out along the way. His green eyes are always welcoming and friendly, even when others are picking on him for his name. Littermates || Beetlekit, Mothkit kit
PLUMKIT || TART Roleplayed by lavellan Truth is a powerful force, able to break powerful cats or repair relationships. Should it always be spoken, are there times when the truth is better left hidden? According to Plumtart, everyone should have someone by their side who isn't afraid to say their opinion or their beliefs. A Truth Bringer. A brave cat who will speak up or answer challenges while others will not. This is the role that Plumtart has taken on, but not for any specific cat. He is observant and straightforward, but often forgets to consider the feelings of others when speaking his mind. He says it how he sees it, with no sugary speech or honeyed words. He's outspoken, and will loudly voice his feelings about particular subjects. How highly must someone think of themselves to so boldly challenge others? Those around him probably assume that Plumtart is full of himself, thinking himself smarter than everyone else, and that's why he always offers his opinion. The truth of the matter, however, is that he's just trying to be a support for others. He's insecure, and lacks confidence and self-worth. A fluffy white tom with light grey and tan tabby markings, and blue eyes. Littermates || Peachkit, Lemonkit, Mangokit kit
BOGKIT || WATER Roleplayed by lavellan A darker grey she-cat with teal blue eyes. Thin and agile, the skills of a warrior came naturally to her but her swimming abilities are the most notable. It's almost as if the water is a second home to this she-cat with how easily and naturally she moves through it. Whether the skill was one that she was born with, or one that she took to in order to live up to her water-based name, no one is quite sure. She’s a very social cat and makes friends with very little difficulty. Still, with how easy she seems to have it, her life is full of difficulties. Somehow, she ends up in sticky situations more often than not. Whether it's getting stuck in vines or tripping out of a tree, she's done it all. Clumsy isn't even enough to describe her. She's not very alert, and can be rather gullible. With everything that she's gone through, it stands to reason that Bogwater is resourceful, resilient, and has a lot of faith in StarClan. She likes to draw random patterns in the dirt. kit
SORRELKIT || BLOOM Roleplayed by Cleaver A little tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes, she and her siblings Luckycrow, Snakecuddle, and Littlespider were found by Chaicrisp and Jayjack while they were patrolling. The pair became their unofficial parents: Jayjack insisted he was a mentor, not their father, but certainly acted like one; he also insisted that Chaicrisp was not co-parenting with him and shouldn't be trusted with kittens, but she was around all the same, looking after them with adoring eyes. Sorrelbloom grew to love both of her parents. Though she chose the path of a nursery aid instead of a warrior, raising up the youngsters in her clan, it doesn't mean she isn't tough! She knows the importance of influencing young minds to serve their clan and likes to show them a good future. She can be tough, strictly nudging the little soldiers into line, and truthfully she's harsher on the kittens when they're young than any other time. She's soft and affectionate with older cats, but kits need someone to push them and drive them forward with spite.
PALMKIT || DANCE Roleplayed by lavellan An orange and white tabby she-cat with deep orange eyes. It’s no wonder how Palmdance earned her name, as she’s never in the same place for long. Dancing around the camp and territory, unable to hold still. A sense of adventure is what brought her and her siblings, Pineshimmer, Elmknight, and Maplebreeze, to the clan, and it’s what has conquered her actions ever since. Willful and fiery, this she-cat will take up any challenge offered to her and return each insult thricefold. Even with her adventurous spirit and wanderlust ways, she considers FallClan her home and has no desire to move. She would love to travel and explore the other clans, but, at the end of the day, she will always return back home where she has planted her roots. Littermates || Pinekit, Elmkit, Maplekit kit
SUNKIT || SPLINTER Roleplayed by lavellan A tortoiseshell she-cat with blue and green heterochromic eyes. There is no such thing as secrets when Sunsplinter is around. In her mind, any information - no matter how insignificant - is something that everyone should know, even if it’s about someone’s private life. A chatterbox who doesn’t care who she’s talking to or what she’s talking about, it’s rather difficult to believe that this bright and sunny cat is the one who spreads a lot of rumors. It’s almost as if the idea of privacy is something that she has yet to learn, or that not everyone appreciates having their lives known to everyone. Still, it’s difficult to stay mad at her for her actions. She’s a little bundle of joy, albeit a stubborn one, and she truly doesn’t mean any harm. There are those who think that she’s just an expert at manipulating others, but no one can tell for certain. If it is all an act, it’s a great one that hasn’t been dropped in front of anyone. Sunsplinter came to FallClan as a kit, where she found herself and her siblings, Midnightmirth and Cumuluscry, in Hystericstar’s den. Littermates || Midnightkit, Cumuluskit kit
LUCKYKIT || CROW Roleplayed by lavellan A smoky grey-black tom with amber eyes. Those around him typically wonder exactly how Luckycrow got his name; after all, it’s not like he’s particularly lucky. His luck is average at best, neither great nor terrible. Perhaps it was Chaicrisp - his adoptive mother - who had named him, seeing the kits as a lucky opportunity to get closer to Jayjack. His adoptive father had always insisted that they weren’t coparenting, but Chaicrisp claimed otherwise. Or maybe he was purely lucky to be found that fateful day, when he was thrown into Hystericstar’s den with multiple other kits. He’s not exactly sure how he got his name, but he does his best to be a good luck charm to those around him. Luckycrow is a terrible matchmaker, but he does his best. He wants those close to him to be happy, perhaps a habit that was created because of Chaicrisp. He was always rather close to her, and after a while it had started to hurt to see how his adoptive parents acted around each other. He wanted them to be a real family, so he had started to set up little events and meetings between the two, hoping that some sort of romance would blossom. At some point, this had begun to extend further, and he would try to set up romantic encounters with his siblings or friends and their crushes. Never once had he ever thought about his own love life, and is rather oblivious in that area. Littermates || Snakekit, Littlekit, Sorrelkit kit
BLIZZARDYREFUGE Roleplayed by lavellan In the frosty tundras of Winterclan, lives are small candles. Burning bright one second, only to be snuffed out the next. Weather is harsh, more so than the icy words of the cats inhabiting the clan. This was a lesson that Blizzardyrefuge learned the day he was born, when he lost his sister, Summerykit. It was a large blow to his mother, and one that the family never truly recovered from. That event splintered the family, and Blizzardyrefuge did his best to fill the gaps where he knew another belonged, but he had been a kit at the time, and he had not truly known what had been going on. All he knew was that there was a gaping hole in all of their hearts. Blizzards were dangerous, as his family had learned, and they tried to make sure others knew just how dangerous. When Blizzardyrefuge grew old enough, he started to spend more and more time outside of camp, making sure that others were safe. His thick grey pelt would protect him from the majority of the cold in most weather, and he used that to help others. Although, his words are sharper than his green eyes, and his emotions don't always show they way he means them to, this is how he decided to honor the death of his sister, and keep others from suffering from the same fate as his family. However, fate is a fickle and cruel thing. It was during one of his patrols in the mountain that a blizzard came, sweeping with it Blizzardyrefuge and his sense of direction. It was a close call, but he had survived, but found that he was no longer in the mountains of WinterClan. For moons, he wandered, trying to find his way back home, blissfully ignorant of all of the changes that his sister, Wintrystar, had made to his home clan. Until one day, fate wanted another gamble at his life, ending in a severe injury to Blizzardyrefuge's legs. Unable to go anywhere else, he had dragged himself to the border of FallClan, where he had to stay to recover. Being in the mountains once more is a nostalgic feeling, one that is often followed by homesickness. Would FallClan be his home forever now, or would he one day go back to WinterClan? The more time passes, the more unsure he is of the answer. Elder (due to injury) Mate || none, looking Sexual Orientation || bisexual
RAVENMAGE Roleplayed by Feralties His existence is only a semblance of the truth, veiled by self-denial and pride befalling a king. Artful in his words, and unperturbed when fronted with hazard, Ravenmage lives in the imagery of a poised cavalier with a tongue as slick as silver. Draping his wiry frame is a pelt of ebony fur, as dark as ink and rather long for his environment. He adorns a leaden, pale gaze, as if the artist aimed for blue, but couldn't quite finish his work. Ravenmage abuses his guileful will to sway the pendulum in his favor, pegging him for a tactless individual who ploys self-serving opportunity as magnetism. Despite this, his disguised feelings always skulk on the borders of vulnerability and omission. Warrior No Mate Bisexual
OTTERDANCE roleplayed by baewolf A free spirit, wild and happy as the creature she had been named after. Once having lived in SwiftClan, due to her ties to it's former, WaterClan, Otterdance left soon after her best friend, her brother, had disappeared. Shocked and confused, she never understood why he had left and not told her, but part of her had understood his need to have a stable and secure home. Though water was ever flowing and changing, Rivergale was like the rock that water beat against and needed a place to put down roots. It had been a surprise to find her brother having made a home for himself in FallClan. But once she stayed and learned the land, she understood the love that had grown in Rivergale about the land and it's warriors. Otterdance is much like Rivergale in shape and size, long legged and lean body. Their pelts are very similar, both varying shades of brown cloaked atop a base of snowy white. While her brother is colored more like the brackish stones found in the water, Otterdance's browns are more the color of sunlit sand sitting at the bottom of a creek. They share the same stormy blue-green eyes of their ancestors, though hers show a bit more flame and arrogance than her brothers. Otterdance is a firecracker with a sharp wit and even sharper tongue. She's hard to like and even harder to get to know, but she loves fiercely and will protect those she cares about until the last breath. warrior no mate heterosexual
Post by complacentdevil on Sept 17, 2021 21:14:18 GMT -5
PROMISEDPAW || PRINCE Roleplayed by ComplacentDevil Pure. As clean as freshly fallen snow, held to the highest regard, you know you never want to disturb it, even when you have to. This cat views himself in this way, keeping himself obsessively clean, his pelt an ever-white, crisp and alarming. He finds no fault in himself, even as he stands out amoungst the rest, a beacon in the shadows that he calls home. Though, maybe none need to be found, as his shell doesn't cause him to fall behind his peers at all, in fact, it has driven him to push harder, go longer, prove himself. And he has, and will continue to, as he holds himself in the highest regard of all. Proud of who he is, Promisedprince falters not a bit, in battle or in a battle of wits. He holds that same pride in his home and his peers, always being the first to jump in to save another. Inside, he carries secrets, that only those closest to him will ever know of, and even then, they are only betrayed through the thin cracks in his bright yellow eyes. apprentice (will be promoted next ac, no need for mentor if you want ) Homosexual, looking
Post by complacentdevil on Sept 17, 2021 21:27:44 GMT -5
SHADOWPAW || CRAWL Roleplayed by ComplacentDevil This cat is from a forgotten bloodline, once seen as a useless addition to his clan, he found a new home. He escaped with his life from the icy prison of the north, coming to a stop when the air became crisp, the leaves all different shades of colours, some he had never seen while trapped inside the dens, talking to himself to stay sane in his prior clan. He doesn't speak of the past, instead devoting his days to growing, shaping himself into a worthy warrior for his newfound family. His black and white coat is kept tidy, and he is often found with a crown of flowers on his head, trophies he finds while wandering the territory. Hes always willing to make some for others, a bit of joy in his amber eyes when asked. apprentice (same as promised, he can be left mentorless) Bisexual, Looking
Oh! And they can both become warriors, unless you want shadow as a nursery aid
oh oop i was too fast in adding promised cx shadow has been added as well! unless you have any other cats to add. maybe i should wait like an hour like before, just because, his mentor can be Legendarydemise
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