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Queens
**Magicsong

A black and silver she cat with ginger spots and green eyes. She is an exact copy of her father. If you consider her brother, Mudnight, like water, then she if fire. She is always go, go, go! She has a tongue as sharp as knives that could burn down a forest. She is a fighter and will always try a little too hard. She feels like she needs to prove to everyone that even though she looks like her father, she is a not a killer. She lived as Magic with her brother, Night, until their third moon as kits. Her parents left to hunt, but told to kits to stay in the den. After a while, they still did not come back and Magic was starving. She was the first one to mention going out and finding them. When they found out from a nearby loner, Splashstem, that her father had killed her mother because they got into a big argument, Magic was sure the world had stopped. Even though her father killed her mom, she doesn't hate him. She just thoroughly dislikes him. She hates the word 'hate' as much as she doesn't like her dad but maybe just a little more. She would do anything else other than climb and swim. She would much rather, run, hunt during the night and day, talk, and stalk things. She loves her brother dearly but won't ever tell him who the father of her kits is. It's Splashstem. Are she grew up and joined SunClan with her brother, Splashstem found her and told her how he felt about her. They met for a couple of nights and about a moon later, she found how she was carrying his kits. She told him about the kits and he was ready for her to join him because he did not like clans. She told him she would never leave her brother or her clan and would much rather raise them where they belong, Sunclan, where they would be fed, loved, and protected. She does want a new mate and father for her upcoming kits and maybe another litter with him.
RPed by catlover1023

Embercloud
A dark gray she-cat with amber eyes. This long-legged, sweet natured and calm. She is a very gentle cat that loves her mate Acorntail. Embercloud is expecting, though her kits aren't due for quite a while. She enjoys long walks, cheery conversation and peaceful meetings with other Clans in the Forest. Embercloud was once a great fighter, but she gave up her position as a warrior to become a queen, full time. Embercloud has no problem adopting kits or watching over others when the other queens are tired. She works tirelessly to make sure that SunClan kits have a great future and often socializes with them when they have grown up as well.
RPed by Palisade

Moondust
Bio: A dusty gray pelt with streaks of sliver in her pelt, she has deep pools of yellow in her eyes.Moondust didn't have what you call a Happy beginning, her mother hate her so much because she looked more smarter and prettier then her.Moondust's mother was jealous and tried to kill her many times by trying to make toms fall in love with her and make them try to kill Moondust.Moondust's father a deputy snarled and hissed at his mate, but one day he realized he would have to kill his mate, he did for the sake of Moondust.Moondust's mate Oakfeather protected her until he was no more Moondust then started a new life.Moondust loves looking at the Trees, and watching kits play.She has a heart of a fire strong, defiant, and ready to stand up to any challenge she will not see to any cat being treated wrong.
Rped: Mallowshine

Kits
Sunflowerkit[light]
Played by Raspberrycrisp
Sunflowerkit is more than she sounds like. With her white and gold speckled pelt and shining amber eyes she is tougher than she looks. Even though she is smaller than her brothers she can always keep up with them and even beat them. Sunflowerkit loves playing with the other kits but there is a softer side of her that loves laying around with her mother and the other queens an just listening to what they have to say. Sunflowerkit is very inquisitive and can be found toddling around the camp and even in the dens of other cats. Sunflowerkit is not much of a talker but speaks her mind through her actions. Her bright eyes never give anything away and she is really good at keep secrets from any other cat, except sometimes her mother. She is a very honest friend and an even better sister and daughter.
RPed by Raspberrycrisp

Bluekit[mist]
Bluekit is a silver-blue lithe she cat with dashing ice-blue eyes that show a mischievous glint every now and then. her left ear has a white spot on the tip. She is a clever, curious, and agile cat with amazing battle and hunting skills. Try to catch her off guard! Bluekit loves to trick her clanmates and can't wait to go out in the woods. She wants to be the greatest warrior out there and it seems like nothing would stop her! She likes watching the stars at night, and in the morning she dances about and gets under everyones paws! She can have a sharp tongue when she is being taken advantage of. Bluekit may cause trouble but she is kind-hearted and loyal to her clan. Bluekit is being foster-mothered by Silverclaw.
RPed by wolves7474

**~Impassivekit
A smokey gray tom with thick, blotchy black stripes and raccoon-like ringlets on his tail, and circlets of black on his ears and legs. His eyes are a dark, cold, blue shaded with sea-green. His ears are highlighted with a soft but scrawny at the same time beige. He is very impassive, or emotionless, and has no regard for the positions in the clan, meaning he disregards the deputy as any normal leader and the medicine cat for just some unskilled warrior. He does not look up to apprentices, but sometimes pretends to bed for tips from them, because he wants to learn as much as he can before he becomes an apprentice, so he can be better than all the rest and pass his final assessment with flying colors, and maybe become a warrior a little earlier, before his fellows. He has determination and knows how to get a cat's attention, or get them to do what he wants, if he's having a good day. He knows how to maintain patience, and is quite the little go-getter. He pretends to just be quiet because he is respectful and wants to be a goody-goody, but that is not the case; he plans to rise above all the other sin his clan someday, to blot out the sun and bring darkness to SunClan, but with that darkness, power. He studies his clanmates when they have practive brawls so he can create his own, more effective moves based off of them. He visits the Dark Forest sometimes and is quite a little devil that nobody ever suspects.
RPed by єυρhσяια

Lilykit
Lilykit is a toriseshell and white she cat with blue eyes. rambunctios and cleverness are her biggest traits. She is desperate for attention and she is great at making friends. On the outside she is just another happy-go-lucky kit, but inside she is very depressed and lonely. All she wants is a mother who loves her for who she is no matter what. Her ambition? Unusually, its not to be the best warrior, but to find a mate and give birth to it. The thing is, she just doesn't know how
RPed by rivertailwolfgurl

Yellowkit[snow]
Played by Silverbellz
A pretty, pale whiteish-yellowy she-cat with a fluffy tail. Her eyes are a bright, pine green, always bright ane playful, even in the most darkest of hours. If you are down, you can count of Yellowsnow to lighten you're spirits and bring a smile to you're face again. She is one of those always happy kind of cat's, noting can keep her down long. Alway full of energy and hyper, she never seem's to get tired. She is always kind and nice to everyone, even if they are an outsider. Playful, friendly and caring, a great cat to call as a friend. But Yellowsnow isn't always so nice, threaten or be rude to her or her friends and she is on the deffence, ready to give you a mouthful, or a paw full of fur. When it is needed, she will fight, and she is very skilled at it. Fast on her feet, and a quick thinker. Yellowsnow has always fantised finding the tom of her dreams, a cat to love her for her. Someone to start a family with, and have lost's of kits. Yellowsnow was born in SunClan, both her parents have died of old age, and she never had any littermates. Yellowsnow love's kits and love's to play with them. Yellowsnow has little fears, and even if she had any, she would not tell anyone. She also doesn't like when someone offer's her help, it make's her feel as if they think she can not do anything and will refuse any form of help.

Sorrelkit [Sorrelflare]
Played by Rubyfox.
a tall, lean she-cat with a sleek tortoiseshell pelt. Her fur is short and silky, a collage of russet, chocolate brown, and creamy white with a few light gray patches here and there. She has a visible white dash streaking down her nose, and her eyes are bright amber. Sorrelflare radiates energy; she’s always up for a hunt or patrol. She was born to Embercloud and Acorntail of SunClan, and she’s lived in the Clan her entire life. Two of her littermates are toms, Robindshade and Cloudtamer, along with one sister, Rosemist. She’s a decent hunter but has a talent for battle, her quick movements and clever mind assisting her greatly. Sorrelflare’s lively and usually friendly to every cat. Sometimes, however, she can be a little harsh; snapping now and then or being too severe. It comes with being fiercely loyal, as she is. Everything Sorrelflare does she puts 110% into it. She gets frustrated somewhat easily and despises weakness. She’s a bit too quick to rush into battle, but patience is a virtue that comes with time and Sorrel’s learning. She’s ambitious, not denying she’d love to lead SunClan one day, but doesn’t make it obvious to many. Sorrelflare’s been independent since the moment she was born, never wanting to rely on anyone else. All in all, she’s devoted and strong, if a bit hotheaded.

Robinkit[shade]
Played by §Symphony§
Robinshade is small. There's no getting around that. But he's lean and long-legged, with wiry muscles beneath his sleek pelt. He has short, glossy fur, that is dappled blue-gray and orange-brown, giving him a unique, tortoiseshell look. His small, dish-shaped face sports a small black nose, long whiskers, and blue eyes. His ears are dark brown, and contrast with the lighter colored fur around his head and neck. His paws are small and white, and his tail tip sports a dash of the same color. Robinshade doesn't mind being small, and ignores any barbed comments he receives from other cats. He's fast and smart, two attributes that are valuable in battle and in daily life. Robinshade is extremely patient and doesn't mind waiting for the prey to come. This makes him an excellent hunter. His patience makes him cautious in battle, where he does not excel, though he does get by. Robinshade's parents are Embercloud and Acorntail. He has three littermates- Rosemist, Sorrelflare, and Cloudtamer. He loves them all greatly and would do anything in his strength to protect them. He is fiercely loyal to his clan, and he aspires to help his clan in every way possible. He is ambitious, yes, but not overly so, and he knows his place in clan life. Unlike Sorrelflare, his sister, Robinshade is very calm and relaxed. He is willing to negotiate with others rather than leap into battle. Robinshade loves climbing and is extremely fast. His speed and agility are his two greatest strengths.

Cloudkit[tamer]
Played by Palisade
a fluffy white tom with bright blue eyes. He is blind in one eye. He's a rather adventurous tom that doesn't let his 'disadvantage' get in his way. He's slightly sensitive about it however, but not to the point of feeling barred from his clan mates. This cat loves to fight, and even though he only has one good eye, he'll be sure to pack a wallop. Despite his blindness, he was blessed with brute strength and a loving, compassionate heart. This helps him be a better warrior. In mind, soul and body. Cloudtamer believes deeply in StarClan and doesn't know how we could ever live without them. This tom is a tough cat to beat during the winter, where he's in the zone. With his white fur to help camouflage him and the length to keep him warm, he can be outside for hours, tunneling through the snow. Just don't tell him it's frozen water, he detests water. Cloudtamer is a graceful cat, most of the time. He won't admit it, but being blind in one eye certainly puts a damper on how coordinated you are. That's why when he takes on unfamiliar grounds, he's very weary.

**~Silverkit[angel]
Adventurous, self-defining, and quiet. That's how you would define the one and only Silverangel. Silverangel has a sandy brown pelt with darker brown specks. Her eyes are a dull grey, but during the night the reflection of the moon makes them appear to have a Silverish blue tint. Night time is when this she-cat really comes alive. She loves the moon and the stars, and the sounds of frogs and crickets in the middle of the night. She loves the vast array of stars overhead and night is when she is happiest. She has a lot of faith in starclan, and often depends on them to look over her and her clan. Who else could? Her parents left the clan and abandoned her during her apprenticeship, and her sister and brother died at birth, leaving her to fend for herself. She has amazing friends though, some of which she has gone on amazing adventures with and likely will go on more with. She tends not to care about what others think of her, and typically keeps to herself and is fairly quiet.. Until you really get to know her. Then the trick is getting her to be quiet. Nevertheless, she is loyal and dependable, and really loves and enjoys life. She understands that not all cats will be great, and that it's by the choices each cat makes that determines what happens, but she strives for greatness and successfullness in all that she does. Silverangel can be mean at times, but in reality, she only says what she believes to be true. When she isn't as nice, it's need to be mean, just to say the truth. Sometimes this gets her into trouble, in which times she needs to learn to control herself, and her anger. She finds it unfair to get in trouble for sharing an opinion or belief. All in all, Silverangel is a swift, and skillful in the art of hunting. She hates it when cats fight, but is willing to fight for her clan, and for what she loves. She's a lover, not a fighter; but she'll fight for what she loves.
RPed by Silver.*.Angel

Airekit[prodigy]
Shocking golden eyes stare back at you before an undersized dark gray tabby steps into the light. She's smaller then you expected, and looks rather familiar. Don't let her looks fool you, she's not related to Airelegacy, the PondClan Deputy at all. But her resemblance to such a widely known cat is eerie, don't ya think? Aireprodigy is the daughter of Flamefrost, a former SunClan queen who died during her first kitting. Despite her quirky, pixie like features, she's far from playing nice. Aireprodigy is best known for her brash, nonsensical, unpleasant nature. Like her superior counterpart, she's agile, quick, and strong. Her fur is thick, but surprisingly thin to the naked eye. Classic tabby stripes curve around this she-cats abdomen, face and tail, similar to a snake ensnaring it's prey. This little she-cat's bite is worth than her bark, I'd say. Not only can she talk the talk, but she can walk the walk, don't think she won't back up her toxic attitude, it's the smallest of cats you should be worried about. With her distinctive white muzzle and paws that taper her enigmatic appearance, it is hard to tell if you should be afraid of her, or coddling her like the adorable kitten she is. Tough as nails, that's how her grandmother described when she was first born, and tough she is, growing up without anyone's help. Or at least that's how she sees it. After her mother died, her grandmother contracted greencough, leaving her without family since the age of two moons. Since then, Aireprodigy has built a name for herself, as a kit, she would plot and scheme about how to get in and out of camp while still getting away with it. As a warrior, she's highly opinionated, hotheaded and often butts head with Silverstar over anything that happens to elude her. Intelligence wise, you'll never find a more advanced cat. Vocabulary wise, she's had you beat since she was a kit. Her skills topple any cat you've ever seen, that's why she's called the prodigy. But she's far from perfect. Due to her innately rash nature, her pride and hotheadedness can sometimes get in the way of her logic. A real stickler when it comes to her duty, she'll often criticize herself for doing something less than exemplary. Aireprodigy isn't exactly the easiest cat to get along with, nor is she a social butterfly. She finds it hard to make friends, let alone keep them and tends to have her guard up every time someone converses with her. Aireprodigy may not appear as though she has a sensitive or vulnerable side, but it's there, hidden under her haughty retorts and demeaning glares. Under all that, lies a lonely cat that only wishes to fit in, to have a purpose, to be loved. Not that she'll admit it, but it's nice to know that such a sophisticated and utterly cold she-cat has a heart. Her standpoint on love, however, is quite a different matter, yes she can be flirty and affectionate towards others of the opposite gender, but that doesn't mean she actually likes them. Aireprodigy also doesn't do well with kits, or with sharing for that matter. These allotted attributes summarize a rather unique cat, not one of absolute character but of ideals and truths. Hopefully at some point in her life she can get over herself and actually begin living. Until then, your stuck with her as is. Good Luck with that.
RPed by Palisade

Loudkit
Loudkit is a dark brown she-cat with grey eyes. Her mother is Embercloud and her father is Acorntail. She has siblings, they are: Robinshade, Rosemist, Sorrelflare, and Cloudtamer. Pure SunClan. She has always been very friendly and open to her feelings. She hates being alone and always wants to play, she loves to have fun. Likes: voles, honey, being social, fun games. Dislikes: solitary angry cats, herbs, long battles, new-leaf (pollen in the air). She as alergies to pollen. She knows she can be a wonderful warrior who knows how to have fun as well.
RPed by Kibbythekat

**~Ghostkit[whisper]
A ghostly pale white tom with storm-gray eyes. He likes to be alone most of the time and is very anti-social. He spends most of the day wandering in the forest or mumbling to himself. He`s more of a nocturnal cat than anything and would love if there was no day at all. He likes to be inconspicuous and hopes no one notices him. He is a magnificent fighter but is not very good at hunting because his white pelt stands out. He rarely ever talks and only does talk if spoken to.
RPed by -Tyranger-

Jaykit
Jaykit is a silver tabby tom with light blue shiny eyes.He remains loyal to any clan he belongs to. This tom will never retreat a battle for his clan unless told to. He loves to help his clan but can be aggressive if things get out of hand. He enjoys hunting as much as he likes his clan,a lot. No one can judge Jaykits loyalty. This kit has great power but can be timid. He is proud to be in any clan he is helpful to anyone In need.Jaykit is 4 moons old.
Rped by Jaykittycat

**Cripplekit
A beautiful all black she-kit with bright blue eyes and a twisted paw. She got her name because she was found outside of camp with a crooked paw, though she has no back ground story on where she came from and no one could trace any other cat that may have been there to abandon the kit. She is sweet and loving, understanding in the most way. She is always there for people and no matter how bad her day is going, she is always bringing smiles to her clanmate's face. They say she will never be a real warrior but she's hoping to find a way to become helpful.
Rped by Kittenkat4446

**~Cedarkit[frost]
Cedarfrost is a nice she-cat she is white with grey tabby stripes, and blue eyes. She has three siblings, Ashheart and Pineleaf. Both toms. She had another brother, 'Beavertail,' but he died the night he was born. Cedarfrost visits him and starclan alot. She has a best friend Loudkit. They play together and also dream together. There was one time when Cedarfrost was a kit she had a dream that there was a dark forest warrior posing to be a member of starclan. He convinced her to join Goldenclaw because she thought that Loudkit her future mate, and family would be protected. Wrong! Cedarfrost betrayed her friends but she had no idea she was doing it. She was heartbroken. Soon they forgave her and continued to love her.
RPed by frostheart77

**~Snowflakekit
As beautiful and delicate as a snowflake, you can tell where she gets her name, other than her looks. She is a beautiful with a fluffy and long silver and white she-cat. She has shining blue eyes that could be mistaken for deep pools. They always hold love and loyalty to her clan and family. She has large gray paws that make her faster than her denmates. She was born with a long, slender tail but as she grew, it slowly began to plume. Almost like a blooming flower. Her mother is Magicsong and her father is Splashstem. She has two siblings, Stormmist and Whisperkit. She is very protective of her sister beause she is mute and trusts cats too quickly. Her, on the other hand, takes time to trust someone and is very quicky to snap. But she isn't a fighter but a lover. She loves her whole family, her mother, her siblings, her Uncle Mudnight and her father even though she never met him. She belivees strongly in StarClan as well. She kept a secret from her mother and sister, but as a young kit, she dreamt that she was on the border of the Dark Forest and StarClan. Voices from StarCland the DF called to her, but feeling like StarClan would protect her, she turned her back on the Dark Forest. She wants to find love one day and have a family. She swore off of forbidden love and is loyal only to SunClan.
Rped by catlover1023

Darkkit[crow]
Night. The sweet witching hour. That's what dances within this tom's mind. The son of two late SunClan warriors, Darkcrow, or Kieran as he prefers to be called, is a very handsome cat. Blessed with soft, and black layers of fur that taper his whole exterior, not a hint of white taints his fur. With a very appealing face and dark brooding amber eyes, what's not desire about him? He has a low, deep voice and a smooth style of talking. Usually quiet, dark and brooding, he does have a lighter side, which he only extends to Aireprodigy, the love is his life, even though she doesn't know, yet. He's a very caring individual that looks after what he cares for and doesn't back down from any fight. As kits and Apprentices, Aireprodigy was bullied by the other kits because of her wild nature and aggressive attitude. But he was there to defend her, to make sure she didn't get hurt. Darkcrow is rather tall with well muscled legs and a sleek pelt. He excels at everything he sets his mind to, accept impressing Aireprodigy. Perhaps one day his true feelings will be known. Until then, he's doing what he can to keep her safe.
RPed by Palisade

**~Cherrykit[blossom]
This fiesty dark ginger she cat is full of life. Her mint green eyes are always sparking with mischeif. She can be rambunctious at times and she is not afraid to speak her mind. Cherryblossom is a bit mean most of the time but she has a good heart. She can be seen as mean and energetic but this is only her way of expressing herself. Cherryblossom has one goal and that is to become the best warrior she can possibly be. She will not let anyone get in the way of that goal and she is not afraid to be the odd one out. If she doesn't like you she will let you know. She has never been one who hides her feelings. She is open with everyone so no one is ever left guessing as to how she is feeling
RPed by Lillybrook

Rootkit[fall]
Adventure. That's the first word this tom said when he learned how to speak. With outgoing and upbeat attitude, who wouldn't wanna be this tom's friend? Especially when he's out there having fun and letting everyone in on his happiness.His appearance matches his fun-loving style. He's a tall, broad-shouldered tortoiseshell brown tom with ivy green eyes.Believe it or not, there is something he does happen to dislike, and that's water. Rootfall isn't a coward, but he is afraid, of losing his family and what makes him, himself. Everything is simple, or so it seems. Know one knows how he does, juggling family, training and free time to have fun. He'll tell you it's all about confidence and not stressing. A very compassionate cat that's protective over his sisters especially. Cool, calm, and collected, Rootfall is characteristically relaxed as well as light and airy. Nothing is impossible, and he'll never let you give up.
RPed by Palisade

Frostedkit[angel]
slim young she-cat with silky fur the color of fresh snow. Her feathery pelt has silver flecks that are visible in the sunlight, and when she moves she looks like a cottony cloud drifting through the sky. Her ears and paws taper to a creamier white, a shade darker than the rest of her coat. Frostedangel’s appearance is truly angelic; topped off with topaz eyes, sparkling and glinting to reflect her bright soul. Frostedangel is a warm and light-hearted cat. She loves others more than anything; she’s a social butterfly and gets lonely very easily. The daughter of the lovely Mapleleaf, she has a large family; three sisters and three brothers, and she adores them all. Where she’d be without her family and friends, she has no idea. With her charm, wit, and outgoing personality, she wins cats over easily. Sometimes, however, she can get a bit annoying or forward with her chirpy talkativeness. She’s adept at figuring out cats’ feelings, and is a little pushy when she’s eager to help. She finds light of every situation and is a true optimist; always doing her best to raise the spirits of those around her. Whether that’ll take a laugh at her own expense, a conversation to distract, or just a shoulder to cry on, Frostedangel will be there.
RPed by Rubyfox

Spicekit[tail]
the ocean always had a gentle lapping wave, a comforting sound, something like music to anyone's ears. There are two eyes, blue. The blue of the ocean, right before it begins to get deep into the waters, abd blind. Light, and soft. Spicekit's eyes are like the tide of the ocean. The sand beneath paws, the gritty, yet soft feeling. The color of her pelt, like the sands of the ocean. The ocean is normally quiet, and the waters often seem lonely, and sometimes the tides lap at the beach so shyly. This is Spice. She is shy and timid, just as the waters of the sea. Quiet as she is calm. There is no other way to describe her, but as the ocean...
RPed by Ashenfate

Lotuskit[pool]
Nothing more than a little wisp in the wind is the she-cat. She looks as delicate as the petals of the beautious lotus flower, though she has the true heart of a warrior beating within. She is fiercly loyal to her clan, the clan she lived her entire life in. Her parents are both dead, but she has SunClan blood running through her veins. Before she was born, her father died of greencough. Her mother died after giving birth to Lotuspool and her brothers. Being as strong as she is, having no parents doesn't really bother her. Even as she sees other kits being groomed by their mothers, or playing with their fathers, she doesn't mind. A lot of cats marvel at how much she looks like her mother. It is true, she is the spitting of Ashfeather. It can be seen in her silken white coat, the elegant curve of her lean body, and her tiny pink nose. The other thing she shares with Ashfeather is her eyes. Those magnificent, big sapphire blue eyes are the most defining quality of the two she-cats. When she looks at you, it's as if she looking right into your mind and reading your every thought... but you can't read hers. Lotuspool is a mystery that doesn't want to be solved. She can drive you crazy the way she knows exactly what your thinking and you get not the slightest clue as to what she herself has going on in the tangled mass that is her mind. The thing is, she likes it that way, so you may never get a glimpse into her inner workings.
RPed by Cicleywhisker

Redkit[fox]
Four strong walls stand around the tom, blocking him from the world. Inside is a feeling a pain and anger. Outside is a dark look and harsh words. Most think of him as mean and rude, but the truth is nothing like that. What he keeps hidden from everyone is that he takes out all the hate he feels for StarClan for taking away his parents on others because he has no other way to let it out. To avoid an unneccessary fights, Redfox prefers to lurk in the shadows, hidden from the rest of his clanmates. Only the ones who choose to stray into his path are the ones who get caught in the storm of scorn. Adding to his malevolent appearance is his seemingly blood soak pelt and menacing black eyes. Long, curved claws hide in his paws, eager to break free and tear at flesh. Some think they can change him but they soon find out how wrong they are. Redfox doesn't trust anyone and only gets annoyed when someone tries to lighten his heart. The only one to slip past his defenses is his sister, Lotuspool. He has a soft spot for the angelic she-cat, and she always has a way of making him almost smiling. Almost. There is no room in his heart to ever show a glimmer of joy.
RPed by Cicleywhisker

Crimsonkit[blaze]
A moment doesn't pass when he's not ready to cause some trouble. It only takes one little spark of an idea to set him into full planning mode. When chaos errupts in camp, you know who caused it... or do you? The sneaky, clever tom knows how to set up an accident so you'll never guess it was him. Of course, he could never do it alone. His partner in crime is his sister, Lotuspool. Her manipulative ways are the perfect thing to get them off the hook. Crimsonblaze likes to add a little action to a humdrum day, and he does a very good job this. He thinks that if it weren't for him, the clan wouldn't be as exciting and he could very well be right. Looking at his confidently blazing amber and great, crimson pelt, you will see none other than Bloodring, his father. Both his parents are dead, but that never slows him down. He sometimes wonders what they would have been like or what he would have been like with them in his life, but nothing more than that. The only thing he ever worries about is what his next assualt will be and how he will do it. Crimsonblaze is always searching for helpers and he even enlisted the help of his brother Redfox once, though the dark cat didn't appreciate it much. Just remember, when you find a worm crawling through your nest, look at the seemingly innocent cat watching from the background.
RPed by Cicleywhisker

**Lightkit[caper]
His body is long and lean, but his long, dark, brown fur hides this. His eyes are a beautiful shade of blue, that stands out against his dark fur, and they have a little hint of navy that makes an appearance inside his irises. His paws are a lighter shade lighter than the rest of him, a ginger shade, that the tip of his tail is the same color. His lean body allows him to be quick and nimble, he loves to climb trees, his small body enables him to weave through the branches quickly. He is very swift, and can run faster than the average cat. He loves to hunt, and prefers to hunter harder prey, such as squirrels or rabbits, something that gives him a challenge. He doesn't have a short temper, and he is a normally happy cat. He likes to laugh things off, and not create a lot of drama. The times where someone does get under his skin though, is a bad one. He can lose control if someone makes him mad enough, but luckily, that isn't too often. Lightcaper seems to be somewhat of a trouble-maker, but only because his curiousity drives him. He doesn't intend to harm anyone, but he can sometimes do something before he actually stops to think about the outcome. He loves his family, and is very close to them. He loves having other cats around him, it gives him a sense of belonging, and that is why he loves and devotes himself to his clan.
RPed by TheLeftHander

SyrainKit
Well, he's quite handsome, that's for sure. With the swift, powerful walk of the wildcat he isn't, SyrainKit seems to carry himself high and proud. The first thing others seem to notice is the way he walks, with a slight bounce to his step and head carried high. The next is his perfect, aqua eyes, so full of calm intelligence. The third is his fur, so soft and cloud-like, with it's faint, creamy ginger patches on otherwise soft white fur. From his round neat paws, to his thick tail, to his pronounced, round muzzle, SyrainKit seems to have been built for perfection. He has a noble way of carrying himself and a way of walking that seems to tell others that he has it all under control, even when he doesn't. For once, appearance doesn't lie, and beauty isn't only skin deep. It is hard to find a situation that the ever-calm SyrainKit can't handle. He is very calm and is quick to handle anything. He has a good heart, and gives punishment fairly, evenly, and only with good evidence. He makes a great adviser and friend, which keeps him at the top of most cats's lists. It is hard to make him lose his nerve or make him mad, he will kill anybody who manages it. SyrainKit will always prefer fighting over peace, but he is not afraid to fight and is a very cool-tempered, merciless fighter.
Rped By ForeverDarkness

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catlover1023 — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 07:26:42 CST

From AC To Promote:**~

**~Desertpaw[pelt]

His pelt is a desert like orange, brown, and yellow. And his eyes are as green as a cactus. This tom is tall with thin, willowy features. Never one for fighting he takes more to hunting. His sister, Appleclaw, is the only surviving sibling of five, six if you count himself in the litter. Stonekit, Riverkit, Grapekit and Willowkit were all killed by twolegs, Appleclaw thinks it was by drowning. Thier mother cast the last two out, to over come with grief to take care of them. Desertpelt is withdrawn and somewhat skiddish, but he has a big heart and a love for SunClan.

RPed by Nightdream14

**~Applepaw[claw]

She is a rediish-brown she-cat with bright green eyes and a bad attitude. This she-cat is liable to rip your ears off for saying good morning. When she fights, she fights. Appleclaw is fight-prone, mean, and rude cat. Only her brother, Desertpelt, can stand her constantly. But under that snide exterior is a lot of pain.The death of her siblings, her mothers coldness, and the death of her father. Everything Appleclaw has gone through has shaped her into this mean cat. But she wants to be loved,and she wants to be a mother. Maybe one day she'll meet someone who can thaw her heart.

RPed by Nightdream14

Mothpaw[drop]
Gray fur flashes in the shadows, it's a small shape, make it out as a kit's frame your right, when this bouncy kit runs her paws look like they don't even touch the ground! Keeping healthy is her thing eating fish and mice to stay lean with shining fur! She loves to leap through the tree tops like a bird. "WHEEE!" she'd shout.
RPed by CrimsonLove

Rosepaw[fur]
In the silence of dawn a rose bush rustles and out comes two eyes, blazing emerald green ones to be exact..... they seem to be looking past something yet straining to see what it is. Out of the moment the brown body of a cream underbellied kit shoots through the trees and you hear the screech of a rabbit, ah yes..... This is a kit called Rosekit, her speed and stealth make her unstoppable. Her past is simple born in SunClan with her mother, Moonflower, her brother Morninggaze, Beekit(wing), Mothkit(drop), and last, her youngest sister, Hollykit.
RPed by CrimsonLove

**~Classicalpaw[melody]

Have you ever had that one friend that could walk into a party and cause everybody to stare? The kind of friend that makes you so jealous of their looks that you wish that they were you? Well, if you haven't, you'll know the feeling once you met the elegant Classicalmelody. She's gentle, a blind beauty that will never know that her looks are to die for. She's dainty, a she cat that lives live on the brink of chaos every single day. Fragile as a glass figurine, Classicalmelody is coveted by all and hated by none. Silky white fur cascades down her body ending in gentle curls. Brown just barely dusting the tips of her fur across her tail and paws. Black stripes arch gracefully across the top of her face, lining an already perfect face. Her eyes are almonds of blue, as beautiful as the ocean, but as blind as a bat. She is forever wandering in darkness, forever lost. Once thought to become a best in show she-cat by her house folk, Classicalmelody was one in a million, but due to her mother's pure genes mixed with that of her father's, blindness was transferred to her. Dreams were shattered and she was left out in a box on the street. Instead, she managed to make the trek through the forest, and found herself on SunClan territory. Some whisper she will never become a warrior because of her origins, others swear that she is nothing but a beauty, never allowed to see the world for what it really is. But she, she knows that she has the skills it takes, and hopes to shatter the world and prove that being blind doesn't change anything about ones looks, believes, of will. Classicalmelody was once a kittypet named Melody. When she joined the clan she asked to be named Classicalkit, later to be known as Classicalmelody, even though the cats did not understand the idea.
RPed by Dappledkit

**Hopepaw[heart]
RPed by Nightdream14

A tiny, peach she-cat with black paws and ear tips and green eyes. Hopeheart is small, strangely so for her age. But her spirit doesn't match her size. She is so spirited and strong minded that when she talks, others listen. She is definitely not a fighter, what with her kind nature and soft eyes. Hunting. That’s her skill. Hopeheart can hunt anything. She had a knack for it even as a kit. This little cat is swift and loyal. And despite her size she made it to being a warrior.

**~Brokenpaw[hawk]

Brokenpaw’s tabby fur is gray with black stripes. He is a depressed cat, with a "slouch", always clambering around like a one-legged badger. The leg that's missing is his back left leg. His voice is hoarse, for some odd reason, and he is horrible at speaking (he knows how to talk, duh) so people get the wrong message a lot. He is the second most intelligent kit of his litter, and always has mood swings. He knows a bit about herbs, but he likes fighting a bit more (although only three legs slow him down). He is suspicious, and is afraid of losing another limb. He hates his name, Brokenkit, his brother and sister, Lionkit and Eaglepaw, and hates his father. In the future, having kits MIGHT be an option. He is partly religious and follows only what he agrees with.

RPed by Darkkyothepsycho

**~Lionpaw
This dark ginger is heavily built, and always has his chin up. He is ambitious and can convince any other kit to do anything he wants them to. He is a power seeker, like his father. Driven, hot headed, and boastful, this flame cannot be put out. He is rigid and stubborn, never changing to anyone else's will. He fears the fact that someone may be stronger than him. He isn't that religious.

RPed by Darkkyothepsycho

**~Eaglepaw

This tiny kit is a monster off leash. Although she seems to be the perfect kit, she always taunts her brother and sister, Brokenkit and Blankkit, with her brother, Lionkit. She, like I said before, is a rebel. This is not believable, due to her innocent high pithed voice, follower-like personality, and her loyalty. She adores the kit Stonekit, for his... uhm...I dunno. She will probably never tell Stonekit of her affections towards him, and so it's EXTREMELY unlikely that the two will be mates. She is very loyal to her brother Lionkit, and will do anything to ensure his brother gains a lot of power in the clans, at ANY costs.

RPed by Darkkyothepsycho

**~Blankpaw

This deaf kitten is, like her brother, Brokenkit, clumsy at walking. She too is shunned by her siblings. She is a laid-back and enthusiastic soul, supporting anyone who wants or needs support. She is also very sensitive, and will not take rejection for anything lightly. She wants to hunt, though a life in the medicine cat's den may be more appropriate (she doesn’t care which). She is afraid of going blind, and hates her father. She longs in her heart to be accepted as a true warrior. She is VERY religious. Having kits in the future MIGHT be an option.

RPed by Darkkyothepsycho

Reedpaw[angel]
Soft golden fur, glimmering forest green eyes give of the idea that he's a sweet cat, and he his. His looks reflects perfectly. He's tiny though and his build is thin and with long limbs. His shy state keeps with rather isolated. There is fire burning though, to prove himself. Every night he sneaks of to train his muscles, so now he's one of the quickest cats in the clan. Fighting is his down fall, or so it would seem. His puny frame and lanky build makes him the perfect chew toy for any cat that wanted to attack him. Yet he can do great aerial attacks, and he can take a lot of pain without looking exhausted. Besides his puny stature he stays to the sidelines often, keeping away from danger. Once upon a time he was a loner though, said loner was named Reed by the way his fur blended into the reeds and swung from side to side, nearly as flexible as the grass itself.
RPed by ♫tune♫

**~Breakingpaw[dawn]
When the sun rises the world is just aglow. That's the feeling you get when your around Breakingdawn, she's just a bubbly, kind cat. Think she is telling the truth? Your wrong. Breakingdawn and a ruthless, cold ball of hatred and anger. She is lethal and swift, a warrior of the night. She had to become tough and brave to be able to prove to her brothers that she was not inferior and small, that she could be stronger and better than them. Her mother is Midnightsun and her father is Wynterbone of WinterClan. Her adopted father is Cedarbelly, and she sees him as her real father. She and her siblings plan to rule over SunClan and WinterClan and take revenge on their parents. They were enraged when they found out that they were half WinterClan. Deep down she is not as evil as cats make her out to be, she feels as if she's being scarred all the way to the heart by this emotional turmoil that has thrown her into a raging seas that keeps sucking her down into the darkness. In her heart she doesn't really want to kill anyone but there is a darker force that is making her soul thirst for it... Breakingdawn is a small amber furred she-cat with fiery amber eyes, the defintion of a SunClan cat. She takes charge of her siblings because she hates being pushed around, it's her way or the highway. She believes that Dark Forest has given her siblinsg and her the tools they need to bring their wraith on their parents, she often vists their and is guided by a Dark Forest cat named She plans to rule SunClan one day, she might just be the darkest and swiftest sibling of her litter. She likes it that way.
RPed by FallenRedemption

**~Silverpaw[snow]
This beautiful calico she-cat has beautiful leafy green eyes, with black and brown flecks, and paws as white as snow. She is fierce, kind, and articulate. She is very loyal to her Clan and will always protect it, as she vowed. She is very strong for a she-cat and intends on using her strength for her Clan. She knows that someday the time will come that she has to risk her life to protect her Clan. She would like to have a mate and kits. When Silverpaw was born, her mother, Midnightsun of SunClan, was mates with Wynterbone of WinterClan, but her mother was afraid that Wynterbone would take Silverpaw and her siblings away, to WinterClan. So Midnightsun took a risk and asked her best friend, Cedarbelly, so say that Silverpaw and her siblings were his kits, and that he was mates with Midnightsun, Cedarbelly accepted and so he became their adopted father. Silverpaw hopes to be able to meet her father someday, but doesn't want her mother to come with her. Silverpaw's siblings are Breakingpaw, Ashen(kit), and Deathly(kit). She likes hunting but since she has incredible strength she prefers battling. She knows that she might not become a Leader one day but still has hopes for taking further care of her Clan. She is extremely dangerous when some stupid cat makes her mad, so I wouldn't suggest messing with her on ANY level. She is now very lethal and any cat should not cross her with a second glance or else she would rip out their whiskers. She is still very kind and caring but shouldn't be crossed on a dark day. She is very beautiful, because she got her looks from her mother, Midnightsun. Her real father is a WinterClan Warrior, he was previously a Frozen, which is an Assassin to the Leader's use. Her mother doesn't get along well with Wynterbone, but they are still nice to each other on occasion, but she hopes that they will be friends again someday. She loves Cedarbelly and looks up to him for guidance, afterall, he is a extremely wise cat with a hankering to update those who need it. Silverpaw loves her siblings and will protect them and her family until her last breath.
RPed by Euphrates≈

Deathlypaw[frost]
Furious rage of the worst storms you can think of. That is Deathlyfrost. Kind? No. Caring? Probably not. Dark sided? Actually, no. This warrior is fire and ice in a battle. His look completes his name. Handsome? Why, yes, I believe so. But handsome in a volcanic way. His pelt is as fierce as his name. All black, with swirls of red on her flank, as if someone had drawn them there on purpose. Sleek and lithe, his fur can shine like the sun. But his eyes? Picture the core of the earth, blazing red and orange flames, all trapped in one small space. Deathlyfrost's eyes are that, but tamed. They are orange and yellow and a cool shade of red, in order of circles. In the middle, (next to his pupil) is the cool red, next comes the orange, and finally the yellow. They all blend together like a leaf in leaf-fall. His figure is stunning, lithe, but muscular. And his tail is long and spindly. His claws? well, you would think that he got his name from just them! They are long, black, and as sharp as a knife. He had sliced through many cats with them. And they go just fine with his personality. Tough and heartless, that is what many cats think. But he is more. Tough? well, that is a no brainer, but heartless? I don't think so! He knows every feeling there is, and has lived through all of them, all except for love. He acts like she is the cold shoulder of the clan, but really? he cares about all his clan mates and will really fight to the ultimate death to save them. But he is not very likely to be understanding or nice. In fact, he doesn't give anyone the upper hand except for Silverstar. Deathlyfrost had to suffer mean looks and rumors his entire life, and he is NOT happy about it. Sometimes he wishes that he could just slice through every cat he hears whispering about him, but his heart doesn't let him do it. That is why he is one of the most loyal cats in the clan.
RPed by wolves7474

**~Ashenpaw[spark]
Silvery gray tom with bright, inquisitive amber eyes that are like boiling hot flames. His pelt is like a sliver of the moon, bright silver with some darker gray patches, though they are faint, and from far away, he just looks silver. He may bother others if he feels like it, but he never aims to kill or maim, though he can be difficult, and will certainly retaliate if you attack or provoke him. He doesn't really have that good a sense of discipline, but he is not a killer nor is he evil. He just wants to see how far he can get with things, what he can get away with, what it takes to earn a title, honor, respect, his parents' pride, etc. If he ever figured out who his real father was, he would not take it well, because he is strictly loyal to his clan and cannot wait to become an amazing warrior someday. He will do anything to become one.
RPed by єυρhσяια

Oakpaw[dusk]
A young dusky brown tom with pale-green eyes. He looks a lot like his mother Quillfeather who had died when he was still a young kit. The tip of his tail is white like his father Rowansmoke. He always begs his father to go do something with him, but Rowansmoke always claims he's busy. But Oakkit respects that, he always knew that Rowansmoke can't stand to be with him due to the memory of Oakpaw's mother brings too much pain. He is very quiet like his dad and doesn't have many friends. He hates being the center of attention and would rather be in the background.
RPed by catfanatic

**~Tawnypaw[life]
A small she-kit who looks exactly like her mother, Spottedpath. She is fun, loving and is scarred by the memory of her father trying to kill her when she was just a tiny kit. Very clingy to her mother, because she knows her mother can protect her from anything.
RPed by catlvr32

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catlover1023 — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 07:20:51 CST

Icywing**

A white she cat with bright blue eyes, Icywing can't stand being around her two brothers. Her left paw and right ear are a light gray color. She is very small for her age, but doesn't let it bother her. Her mother died while giving birth to herself and her brothers, Stormkit and Racoonkit. She loves to run and can' wait to do everything she can for her clan. She can be very bossy and has a temper.
RPed by Dappledkit

Stormbreeze**

A gray tom with green eyes, Stormbreeze has short fur and loves to play with his brother and sister. His tail tip, front paws, and muzzle are black. He loves to lie out in the sun and hopes to become a great warrior some day. His brother is Raccoonspirit and his sister is Icywing. Stormbreeze is a fairly relaxed cat and it takes a lot to anger him.
RPed by Dappledkit

Racoonspirit**

A gray tabby tom that has a black stripe over his eyes like a raccoon, Raccoonkit loves to play fight and hopes to become the best fighter in the clan. He is quiet and shy around other cats and tends to be a little stand-offish, preferring to watch things happen than actually participate. He only talks to his brother, Stormbreeze, and doesn't even bother trying to speak with his sister, Icywing, who will ignore him
RPed by Dappledkit

Bumblebee**
Long haired ginger tom with a brown muzzle, tail tip and underbelly. His whiskers are long and more of a brown than a black. He has amber eyes which have lapis lazuli flecks in them seemed to sparkle in moonlight. Bumblebee has a soft, caring nature but can put up a good fight when he wants to. He stands up for what he believes in but would never brake the warrior code willingly. As a kit he was a bit of a klutz but as he grew to an apprentice his weak limbs filled out and he strengthened up. Now he is confident, sharp clawed and has a strong bite. Both his parents passed away when he was a apprentice, they weren't exactly young when he was born. He had no siblings but many friends who cared for him and played with him., Bumblebee enjoys the hunt and the fight is never to bad. The centre of attention isn't really the place for him and would much rather let somebody else be in his spotlight.
RPed by cobwebpaw

Metalclaw**
Big tom with silver fur with a "shimmer" to it. His eyes are a fiery orange. He is brother to Wolfheart of Waterclan and Badgerheart (whose clan is undecided). His parents were two rogues, a silver she-cat named Silver, and a huge black tom named Shadow. The two were caught hunting on clan territory and were killed, leaving Wolf, Badger, and Metal alone in the woods until they stumbled into a gathering. The three siblings were separated between three clans, but to this day, he still meets up with his brothers. He is a great fighter, egocentric, sour, anti-social, reserved, yet he is dependent on others and respects his higher ups. He wishes for Lionkit to be his future apprentice.
RPed by Darkkyothepscho

Morninggaze
Look into the darkness and see amber eyes? Look closer, there in the shadows, his pale yellow-looking fur is unmistakeable. Yep that's Morninggaze, alright. He's a silent young tom, his ideas are extraordinary. If you ask him to do a patrol he'll do it immediately, just you trust him. Protecting his clan with his life was what he was meant to do. Give him another chance.....! If he needs it.... Sneaking around at dawn is his specialty. Give him spying duties! He'll get em' done and get you the information!
RPed by CrimsonLove

Kiwisoul**
Sadness. That was the first emotion Kiwisoul felt; it pierced the very core of his soul and made him sway in confusion and horror. He looked at his mother, who was bristling, and about to attack him once more if he did not leave the territory. He was only five months old, and already he was being thrown out of the land his mother, a loner, occupied. He knew it was the way of the cat, that the young would leave their parents some time or another, but he had never been very fond of that law of nature. Turning tail, Kiwisoul fled. For many days and nights he traveled, unaware of where his paws were guiding him. He was still shocked at how the day he dreaded had finally come: that his mother had decided he was old enough to fend for himself and had chased him off her territory. The feeling always made him sick to the stomach. It was a cruel way of life - if Kiwisoul ever found a mate and had kits, then he would make sure that they were never just chucked out of the territory like garbage. This shaggy brown tomcat wanted to be tied by the bonds of family. So with this new notion within his mind, Kiwisoul journeyed across lands. He saw many strange sightings indeed: he crossed rivers and streams, raced through the territories of vicious toms and outwitted the twolegs in his everlasting quest for food - and for a place where he could raise a family in peace. For a long time he traveled. And then, finally, he found SunClan. He first realized he was at the borders of a large cluster of cats when he smelt their borders; their scent was strong, overpowering and made him flinch. And yet, when he usually would have avoided such dangerous-smelling territories, his paws seemed to have minds of their own. Before he knew it he was padding over the border and, moments later, discovered by a patrol. Upon first seeing the cats something occurred to Kiwisoul: /these cats were not like the loners and rogues. They looked as though they had a certain intelligence about them. Wisdom radiated from their eyes and Kiwisoul knew at once that these were the cats he was searching for. Not the small clusters that lived in the city and fed off garbage and battled for dominance. No, these cats were obviously different. He willingly, and enthusiastically, went with them back to the place they called SunClan camp. Excitement coursed through his veins as he saw their sleeping places and all the cats that crowded and buzzed around the clearing like swarms of bees. He saw cats around his age ambling around the camp with jaws stuffed with prey and bedding. He even saw fathers playing with their kits - upon seeing this he felt another course of excitement surge through his veins, as well as a tinge of sadness upon having never known his own father. The patrol brought him to their leader and after a lot of relentless persistence and pleading he was allowed to join the clan. With a cry of happiness and joy Kiwisoul flung himself out of the Leader's den and practically laughed his lungs out. This was the greatest day of his life! On life went after that. Kiwisoul, his shaggy, thick brown fur and his bright, grassy green eyes always glowing with joy, made friends and also had some disputes with other cats in the clan. This tomcat is very lithe, thin and nimble; he has long legs which grant him speed as he hunts or runs through the territory. You could call Kiwisoul...gregarious, for at times he will not shut his trap, and he's not afraid to speak his mind. Sometimes this may get on the nerves of other cats, especially how he's always optimistic. Every pessimistic remark made will always be countered by an optimistic protest by Kiwisoul. But he's a good, loyal tom all the same; he loves SunClan and has learned everything about clan life there is to know. Kiwisoul, since the first time since snuggling up as a little kitten beside his mother, is finally truly happy.
RPed by ♠åçë·ôƒ·šÞåðëš♠

Raggedmane
Raggedmane is a beautiful feline she-cat . She has ragged snowy white fur, which is where her name comes from and moony watery-green eyes with an extraordinary sense of sight. Her build is long, lithe and lanky. Her strengths are hunting and even though she is not keen on fighting, when she needs to she can turn into angry whirl of claws and teeth. She hopes to one day have her own mate and kits. She doesn't really have any friends as all the other warriors think she is a nuisance. Her mother, father and younger sister are both dead but she has a younger brother called Juniperkit (Juniperleaf) who she looks after like her own kit and would love to train him as an apprentice when he is old anough to become one. She also loves to laze around in the sun hoping to look atractive so she can maybe start a relationship with the right tom-cat and settle down with him. She is completely loyal to her Clan even though when she was younger (an apprentice) she almost killed another SunClan aprentice for saying things against her mother but stopped herself for she knew that it wouldn't do her or her Clan any good. She now gets along with that cat as it forgave her and apologized for being so hostile to her mother though they are not quite friends yet.
RPed by stelzibelz

Silverclaw**
Silvery short haired she-cat with blue eyes. Was found roaming in the woods and was taken in as an apprentice by SunClan. Silverclaw is now a young warrior and is still mistrusted by most of her clan. She likes to swim and fish, although she is better at hunting in the woods. Silverclaw prefers peace to battles, but she is a wonderful fighter when necessary. She is quick and clever and likes to make battle strategies. She even makes little battlefields with stones, twigs, leaves, and lines in the dirt. She could have potential as a medicine cat because she learned some herb lore while roaming, but enjoys being a warrior. She is very ambitious and hopes to be leader one day. She enjoys making others laugh. Silverclaw likes making lives more than taking them and hopes to have a mate and kits one day. She helps out in the nursery on her spare time. Silverclaw would die to defend her Clan! Silverclaw is now foster-mothering Bluekit.
RPed by Silverclaw101

Gossamerweb**
A spiderweb is famed for its strength, its innate, unfailing ability to catch flies and other prey for a hungry spider. Yet in appearance it is so fragile, with strands thin as gossamer and pale as feeble moonlight. Gossamerweb, warrior of SunClan, can be described in much the same way. Her fur is a white that seems strangely colourless. It's perhaps a little longer than you would expect an ordinary SunClan cat's pelt to be, but it hangs neatly off her slim frame, giving her an elegant, refined look. Her features are delicately moulded; her nose is small, her mouth has a slightly upward tilt, and her eyes - well spaced apart and wide - are pale blue. Their colour is that of the chill leaf-bare sky, and hold the same iciness within them. Gossamerweb, small and gentel as she may seem, is like a spiderweb. Her fragile exterior encases a cat of fire. She is usually calm and reserved, polite with all cats, purring with some, joking with a select few. Yet there is always a sort of reservation about her words, and even as she may laugh at a joke you may have told, her cold, cold eyes are not laughing as they stare at you. When her temper is aroused, Gossamerweb is vicious. She has a tongue sharper than cut diamonds, and a slightly patronizing, sarcastic way of talking that is more insulting than a yowl of rage. Her fighting style is not subtle, contrary to what one may imagine. She jumps into battle, guns blazing, teeth bared, and will rip the fur off any cat who happens to get in her way. She is fiercely loyal to SunClan, and gets along quite well with the leader, Silverstar. She has few frieneds, and even friends don't mean as much to her as they may for other cats. Cold and remote, Gossamerweb is one cat whose good books you want to be in.
RPed by xxserenity

Pitchsoul
Behind the symphonies of the singing birds and the tiny pounding of small paws you find Pitchsoul, seemingly insignificant to the world surrounding her. Fire red fur surrounds a slim body and brightens into a golden color around dark green eyes. She's an outcast, but not yet shy. She'll talk happily to you, but only if you talk to her first. Why she's so shy it's a mystery. Her brother is the exact opposite, yet look at her alone. Happiness can be found everywhere though, even if the ones that are the most happy are the ones that may not seem like it. It's her secrets that keep her distant and shy, afraid perhaps. Blindness is her one secret. Pitchsoul wasn't always blind it happened as an apprentice just about to become a warrior. It came as a jolt, an awakening that she needed. She took things for granted and she has learned her lesson quickly. Yet she's stuck with the scars, but found a new way. Sound. It's why she's quiet. The trees are where she is, always listening learning about what she missed when she was young.
RPed by ♫тυиє♫

Soulcaller
Golden fur spotted with red and curious green eyes is what he looks like. Charm and sheer good looks usually give him the all you can eat buffet at any point in time, but this isn't what this cat is all about. He's about being quick witted and never taking no for an answers. He's about excitement and the luxury from having such a wide array of things to do. The charisma and him being flirty just adds to it. He's a sweet heart with an edge of danger. An athlete in mini form. His body is slim and on the smaller side, but he's quick. He's the opposite of his sister, but that never stops him from trying to get her to join in his misadventures. The trees is where he mostly is, whether it be leaping across tree to tree or just hanging out alone in the canopy, thinking of what else he could do. He's not dumb, but he isn't the smartest tom out there. He's smart enough to be quick in battle, but dumb enough not to know when to back down. Courageous? Possible. He's either really brave or really dumb.
RPed by ♫тυиє♫

Wildfire

Stealth is the key in this she-cat's life. Before she decided clan life was for her she lived in the forests as a loner sleeping in an abandoned fox nest by day hunting by night. You wouldn't see her the black she-cat in the dark unless you saw her orange underbelly. Her blue eyes of sparkling sapphire watch you. She had wanted to be a clan cat after she watched their gatherings. She is a brave fighter and a good hunter. She will provide for her clan and kits, if she had some. She is loyal and trustworthy, but don't underestimate her. If you make her mad you will know.
RPed by catty44:)

Stormmist**

A quiet and gentle brook babbles along it's way to the ocean, but as it gets closer, it turns into a might river, pounding and rushing its way to the end of it road. This is way that you could explain Stormmist. He is a tom with different colored gray dapples on his pelt and misty blue eyes. He is like a brook, calm and quiet at first, but as you get to know him, he tells you everything about what he wants to do when he grows up. He can't wait to a warrior because he wants to fight, hunt, meet other cats, and be leader of SunClan. He loves to play and is always on the move. Even though napping is his favorite past time, you can not get him to lie down. He will lie down on his own will. He is very mischievious and and adventures always sneaking out camp and stuff like that. He loves to play with kits and apprentices but is afraid of fighting a warrior. His mother was Magicsong and his father is Splashstem, but he considered his uncle, Mudnight to be his dad. He can't wait to be a warrior and would like a mate, kits, and a family when he grows up.
RPed by catlover1023

Hollytail
Flashes of white black and gray flare in the rocky caves. Green eyes flicker open then shut. Tell her where you are going and why you are there she won't care. She's thinking about protecting her clan, growing up to be a strong warrior. Being a true important part of the clan. Making it bigger, having kits of her own. That's what's in her mind. She doesn't care about your past, present, or future... she just wants you out. Now you feel scared as her knife like claws unsheathes, then at that moment you turn tail and run.
RPed by CrimsonLove

Brightsong
Brightsong has soft white fur with faint gray marks and light blue eyes. She is a very social cat. She likes to be in the thick of things, and she's always talking when she should be hunting, or patrolling. Many cats in SunClan think she's irresponsible and shouldn't be trusted, but since she's so friendly and approachable, no one really minds. She always knows what's going on and has an uncanny knack for starting rumours that turn out to be true. Some cats think its a gift from StarClan, but it's just perception. She was stopped from becoming a warrior for a while because she wouldn't go on patrols half the time she was told to because she was in the middle of a conversation. According to her denmates, she even tlaks in her sleep. She acts like a matchmaker sometimes, pairing up cats who she thinks should be together. Unlike her gift with rumours, however, she is very bad at this, and makes horrible choices for other cats, much to their amusement. She simply fails to take things like age and common interests into account. Despite this, Brightsong is a popular and well loved cat. She does not have a mate yet, and this bothers her. She would like to have kits and has picked out all the names she would use, for toms and for she-cats. She has not decided who she would like as a mate yet, however. Brightsong is happy where she is in life - well, mostly, anyway.
RPed by ~Silverstorm

Hawkstorm
Hawkstorm's brown tabby fur is crisscrossed with scars from the past. Overconfidence, a sharp, cutting tongue that delivers barbs as though they were mice and a tendency to leap into things first and ask questions later have all contributed to them. He has more enemies than friends, but no cat can deny that he is a powerful cat. His muscles riplle beneath his fur - not a trace of fat anywhere. Hawkstorm had to learn how to fight, and fast, so that he could defend himself against the enemies he made. He ignored what he was told about fighting and made up his own moves, and now his fighting style is so diverse and bizarre that it often throws cats off balance. As a kit, he was feared and respected by his denmates. But now, as a warrior, he is often pushed to one side. There are older, better fighters than him, cats with sharper tongues (admittedly, mostly elders), and cats with more confidence. So what does he do? Exercise his talents to become the best. But being the best at insulting cats without realising it is not a good thing to be, and many of the scars on his back are from his own clanmates. Hawkstorm has never wanted a mate, nor has any cat ever wanted him as a mate, because he has isolated himself. He realises this, but doesn't care. What is there to care about it? He doesn't want to be one of the cats that she-cats pad after in droves. Being solitary is what he is best at. Sometimes he wonders why he doesn't just leave, but he is loyaler than that. With no cats to care about, he cares for his clan as a whole, and wants to do waht is best for them. In a way, his barbs and jests serve to toughen up the cats who need it. In his opinion. It doesn't always work, but as long as he feels he is helping his clan, he will keep doing it. Though he wants no mate, he has entertained the thought of kits. He doesn't want a mate, just kits. He has never told any cat about this. Who would listen? No one would. Sometimes he feels lonely when he looks at cats talking to each other, but he shakes it off. He's already proved he's tough enough.
RPed by ~Silverstorm

Luminescentgaze**
A golden she-cat with an intricate pelt design consisting of beige stripes that snake their way from her spine down around to her stomach, with splashes of rusted beige along the way, gradually making their way from her ears on her head to her tail tip, branching out to her legs as they go along. Her eyes are a honey-gold, with green streaks and brown flecks, otherwise described as the color hazel. She has amazing, hawk-like eyes sight, and loves to be somewhere high at all times, where she can feel the sun's rays shining down upon her and warming her world. Even in winter, she looks to the sun and basks in its light. She is very in touch with the seasons, and takes advantage of all of them, having her fun by jumping in clumps of brightly colored leaves in fall, of scooping up balls of snow and flicking them towards her clanmates in winter, picking beautiful wild flowers for her friends, or leaving a precious rose for a special loved one, and simply marveling at the lusciousness of the forest and the life that comes with it in Summer. She is a swift and a successful hunter, though fighting is not her strong point. Not her weak point, but not her strong point either. She is a pretty decent cat, but sometimes she simply prefers to be alone with nature. She is not outspoken unless she is rebelling against something she believes is wrong, or has something to say that will help guide or benefit her clan. She is strong of will and a respectable she-cat. She is thoughtful and aids her clan in any way she can, but can sometimes do curious things.
RPed by єυρhσяια

Twilightglow**
He is quite the charmer along with kind, but mess with him and you'll be sorry. He is one for random acts of kindness and hunting for his clan even through the harshest blizzard of leafbare. Twilightglow was clanborn and clan raised. He goes on patrols and hunts when needed just like any warrior, really he is just an ordinary warrior. He has feelings for Luminescentgaze but a tom that knows exactly how to push his buttons, Foxfoot, is also having feelings as well. Twilightglow would like to see him go down but he could never kill a clanmate. Twilightglow has three perfect scars on his shoulder from where Foxfoot attacked him, its a reminder why he hates him. He will win Luminescentgaze's heart, if he has to go through Foxfoot to get it. He is loyal and agile with a dusty russet pelt and amazing eyes of neon green on the outer ring and an ocean blue on the inner ring. He will be loyal to SunClan until the end.
RPed by FallenRedemption

Copperfire
A golden she-cat with green eyes. As a kit, Copperfire had a fiery personality, which she has managed to mold to her advantage to this day. Stubborn, Sharp Tounged and Wily, she's a bit of a desired taste. Her bittersweet attitude will have you turned around very quickly. She is actually a rather calm cat, just severely short-tempered. She's a complete neat freak, often sweeping the ground with her long plume of a tail. This daredevil cat will literally push herself to her limits to prove her worth. Copperfire doesn't like to be belittled and will spar with those she believes threatens her position. Copperfire has one sister, Embercloud.
RPed by Palisade

Acorntail
Handsome, Strong and Understanding. That's Acorntail in a nutshell. Acorntail is a broad shouldered dark brown tabby tom with a long white tail with light brown stripes. He loves to fight and fell in love with his best friend Embercloud, who now is pregnant with his kits. He is the ideal warrior, he gets up early, and stays up late, patrolling, hunting and visiting the nursery to see his mate. Acorntail is a very reliable cat, often seen helping others. He enjoys apprentices, and loves to teach them a thing or two about being a warrior. This tom loves his duty as a warrior and doesn't regret being in SunClan one bit. Acorntail hopes to become a wonderful father.
RPed by Palisade

Midnightsun**
All cats are said to be mysterious creatures with mysterious ways, but Midnightsun is her own kind of mysterious. Beautiful and graceful with a very large intelligence she is a cunning cat with clan smarts along with street smarts. She often keeps quiet unless directly spoken to, she is often lost in her thoughts and fantasies. She is a kind soul with a large heart and aspires to be a mother. She has her own secret heart and desires, and she shares these things with only those closest to her. Born as a rogue she learned how to live the hard way. Her father was her only friend when her mother was slaughtered by a slobbering k-9 with a thirsted for blood. She was an only-kit. Since going through these hard times she can be tough as nails but sometimes it feels nice to just get stuff off her chest and have a break down every once and a while. Midnightsun's mate is Wynterbone of WinterClan, a forbidden love for the hopeless romantic, oh dear. Wistful as a dream and beautiful as the dawn Midnightsun's looks are a black tabby she-cat with a white underbelly and white in the inside of her legs. Her eyes are a dawn colored light amber with flecks of silver. Midnightsun is truly one of a kind.
RPed by FallenRedemption

Sunfrost**
A handsome tom indeed, Sunfrost attracts the eyes of many she-cats. He has short fur that lies flat over his body, showing off his slim, yet muscular, form. His pelt is golden in colour, the same colour as honey. It shimmers in the sunshine, a soft glow like candlelight. Very pale ripples of apricot run down his flanks and sides, giving him a lightly mottled appearance. Possibly Sunfrost's most striking feature is his eyes. They are a bright, pale silver, so light they seem almost unearthly. Such cool pools in the middle of a warm face seems queer, but looks incredibly striking. Sunfrost's name comes from his golden pelt and silver eyes. It also comes from his warm nature, his personality. Sunfrost is a playful cat, his bright eyes always shining with mischief and teasing. He loves to tease other cats, especially females. Oh, Sunfrost loves the she-cats. He is flirtatious indeed, but deep down, he wants to have a mate one day, and kits of his own, sons and daughters he can watch with pride when he becomes an elder. He secretly adores kits, and between patrols and other warrior duties, he sneaks off to the nursery to play with them. He always brings the kits a present: maybe a ball of moss, or a feather from the raven he caught. Sunfrost enjoys playing with the kits, telling them stories about the wild forest and legends of leaders long gone. Sunfrost is good-natured, always volunteering for extra duties so other cats don't have to do them. He's friendly to his Clanmates, always willing to befriend cats he doesn't know as well as his closer friends. He is highly tolerant, and will put up with jabs and insults for a long time, responding with astounding good humour and calm. Keeping his temper is one of Sunfrost's strong points, and he rarely loses it. If he is angry with some cat, he will reprimand them with a few sharp words, and stalk away from them, glowering heavily. Once you are on his bad side, it will take time for you to get back into his good books again. Sunfrost is no goody-good, and is quite capable of snapping back if the situation demands it. He's not afraid to stick up for what he believes, and while he may go about an argument in a quieter, tolerant way, he is not above getting into heated debates - especially with his sister. Sunfrost seems to be the opposite of Mooncrystal, and hates arguments. He frequently has verbal fights with her, and is always fuming about how incredibly irritating she is. But despite their totally different natures, he still adores her. If any cat was so daring as to hurt her, they would face the storm of Sunfrost's rage. Ever since their parents died, Sunfrost has been extremely protective of Mooncrystal, not caring if she likes it or not. For Sunfrost, his parents dying during his apprenticeship was the most... inconvenient... event of his life. Though that may seem cool and unfeeling, it meant that he had to take on full responsibility of his sister. Though Sunfrost doesn't seem the most sensible of cats, he has been responsible for Mooncrystal and himself since they were seven moon old apprentices. Now, at just seventeen moons, sometimes Sunfrost feels old and weary. Yet he still smiles, gives a wink, and continues on, his hopes riding high as the sun that he was named after.
RPed by xxserenity

Mooncrystal**
Mooncrystal has silver fur, so pale it looks like moonlight. Her fur is short but not very smooth, refusing to lie flat across her back. She is built lightly, with thin limbs and a slim form. She stands on her toes, as if the wind may sweep her away at any time. Her eyes are dark blue like the evening sky, with flecks of deep green. Mooncrystal captures the attention of toms wherever she is. She seems to radiate a cold beauty, which tends to scare off some cats who would otherwise have been friendly towards her. Mooncrystal is one of the least serious cats you could find. She is always ready to play a prank on a fellow warrior, engage in teasing, or tell a joke, no matter how corny it is. Making cats laugh makes her happier than you can imagine, for she cannot be happy unless she sees other cats enjoying themselves too. Mooncrystal is selfless, always putting others before herself. She surprisingly enjoys duties like cleaning out the elders’ den, a job which has earned her the respect and like of many of the older cats in the Clan, and most of the apprentices, who are relieved a warrior is willing to do their chores. Mooncrystal likes hearing the stories that elders have to tell about their days as warriors, and is fascinated by the history of SunClan. For her, the past holds as much interest as the present or the future, and each time she visits the elders she begs them to recount older and older memories of their days as warriors, their apprenticeship, and their kithood. She listens intently, her eyes bright with amazement as they speak of floods and fires, battles and betrayals. Mooncrystal then recounts them to her brother, who in turn tells them to the kits of SunClan. Mooncrystal is quite friendly, but usually unwilling to make the first step to make friends. Once you start talking to her, she is difficult to shut up, and will talk from dawn to dusk, then through the whole night. She is a loyal friend, and would do anything for the cats she likes. Betraying her trust means you never get it back again, ever. Mooncrystal is quick-witted, ready with a sardonic remark, or an amusing response. But her clever tongue can be turned on others with insults that will take your breath away. Mooncrystal has little – if any – control over her temper, and loses it often. She will snap, argue, and even aim a blow at your face, then storm away to sulk. After some time, she will come back and start talking to you as if nothing happened. She believes that if you can’t argue with your friends, you can’t argue with any cat. Though she loses her temper often, it is easy to cool her down with a few reconciliatory words. If you made her really grumpy, she may ignore you, and pretend you don’t exist for a few days, but you’ll get into her good books soon enough. Mooncrystal has a bit of a love-hate relationship with her brother, Sunfrost. Since their parents died when a band of rogues attacked SunClan, he has been extremely overprotective of her, trying to fight her fights, and generally irritating her in the way only brothers can. Mooncrystal is heady and irresponsible, relying on her heart rather than her wits. Her brother’s sensibility riles her, and she often fights with him, just for the heck of it.
RPed by xxserenity

Spottedpath**
Spottedpath is a beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat with bright sea green eyes. She is kind, gentle and patient. She is great with kits because she had three, Molekit, Flightkit, and Blackkit. Sadly only one out of four survived, the fourth, which survived is named Tawnykit. Spottedpath's mate was a brown tom named Dustwind. He killed the three kits and tried to kill Tawnykit, but Spottedpath stopped him and chased him off, he was never seen again. Spottedpath would be happy to find a loving, trustworthy mate here in Sunclan.
RPed by catlvr32

Cedarbelly**
This cream and brown tom has astonishing unique eyes, clear with a bit of blue sparkle, just like a lake that has been frozen over. His eyes appear with a slightly cracked pattern, and tiny chips of blue. Cedarbelly is a sweet tom, as he was born into a loving, caring family with four siblings, Lavendarkit, Morningkit, Adlerkit, and Blisskit. When he was Apprenticed, all but one of his siblings set off on a special adventure and never returned. They had all dispersed into different places. Morningkit was the only kit of his siblings that stayed in SunClan with Cedarbelly, she now has the name Morningbliss. Luckily, Cedarbelly reunited with them all, Blisskit had become a Kitty-Pet named Serena, Lavendarkit had become a Rogue, keeping her name, Adlerkit became a Kitty-pet also, and had taken in the name of Hazard. Morningbliss asked for the name Bliss for her Warrior name, she wanted to have something of her younger sister. Cedarbelly is very lethal and witty, but Morningbliss got the best traits. Cedarbelly can be rather clumsy and sometimes dumb-founded, but only when his sister is around, because he knows she is better than him. Cedarbelly was the oldest of his litter, thus he takes care of Morningbliss, (but most of the time she refuses his help). Cedarbelly is a noble tom and fun to be around, sometimes his clumsy issues make other laugh. Cedarbelly is a sweet, loving cat with a warm heart and a welcoming smile. His parents never thought that he would decide to stay with his Birth Clan, but they are glad that he did, because having him around made them feel safe, he protected them until their last breaths, but they didn't have tragic deaths, they died warm in their nests, old and tired. Cedarbelly was very broken when his parents passed, but scars heal... He wishes to become Leader one day, however, every cat has that dream, and very few get to live it.
RPed by Euphrates≈

Moonfrost
Moonfrost is a white tom with ocean blue eyes that shine with radiance in the cresent moonlight of the warm summer nights. His personality is kind and loyal, his soul is a bright shining ring of warm fierce love for those he loves. Moonfrost has a black patch across his left eye that goes across his forhead and down the back of his head. His past was filled with love and warmth, his parents and sister adored him because of his sweet personality, even though he's kind and soft he can fight feriously. His battle tecnis are outstanding and his hunting skills are astounding. He loves the cool nights in leaf-fall where can stroll through the forest with not a care in the world. This tom is yes, not a normal fierce tom but the opposite.
RPed by Frostheart77

Convex**
A small, lithe and fast she-cat. Her ginger pelt burns like a living fire in the sun, yet she has a dark blue stripe running from the tip of her nose to the end of her tail. She loves her clan, even though she came into the clan as a rogue. She has no living family, but she cares for her friends as if they were. She Has blueish-green eyes that look like a flowing stream in the summer and glow in the shadows. She is generally quiet unless she is with her friends, or challenged by an enemy. She would die to protect her friends, and possible family, which she dearly wishes to have. Overall a very nice she-cat and friend for everyone and everyone.
RPed by Shyfyre

Shadethorn**
Shadethorn is a small, skinny tom, practically the runt of the litter. He has a creamy grayish black tabby coat, with green eyes like his mother, who died shortly after his birthing. His had no other siblings, and likes to keep to himself. He hates confrontation and would rather talk out a situation rather than fight. He is a very quiet kit, and doesn't like to be noticed by anyone. He hates when people argue and always tries to be the crowd pleaser, making sure everyone is satisfied. He sees himself as a peacekeeper, and will almost always split up a fight. He is fast on his feet, and loves to run free in the forest. He stays in the trees, keeping out of sight. He was a loner, found by the clan cats and brought into the clan at a young age, he tries his best to prove himself worthy, although never reaching that recognition in his own mind.
RPed by Shyfyre

**Foxfoot

A sweet handsome young tom with georgious long gold fur with bright golden eyes. His long legs allow him to run fast and jump high. He is well-built and muscular, very open minded. He prefurs peace rather than violance but will not hesitate to defend his clan at any cost. A heart like his is pure and warm like the sun, strong and golden.
RPed by Kittenkat4446

Snakevenom
A black she-cat with golden lines and dapples outlining her pelt. She has soft blue eyes. Snakevenom was the outcast off her family. She hated them for the way they treated her. Even her parents teased and abused her. Even though she has endured through this torturuous pain, she is loving and kind. Now able to stand up for herself. She has the softest voice like a whisper in a night breeze. Her spirit is full of blazing fire that can never be extinguished. Her heart is full of love for everyone. Mean, abusive. Anyone. She can have a fiery temper though. You do not want to mess with her for she has the venom of a snake in her words.
RPed by Frostheart77

Rowansmoke
A handsome light ginger tom with a white tip at the end of his tail. He has bright amber eyes with dark brown flecks in them. He is very kind and caring, and is very patient. He is very clever and cunning. He has a small nick in his right ear from a run-in with a rouge named Patches. Rowansmoke always stays calm in a battle and knows when to stop fighting. He has never killed a cat in his life and is considering a mate. The ginger tom is very humble and soft spoken. If he is talked to he will never say more than about five words. He savors every moment he gets with his superiors hoping to learn something new. He has a son named Oakpaw. Rowansmoke can never be found with Oakpaw, he is too much like his mother Quillfeather. Quillfeather was a kittypet that Rowansmoke had bumped into while hunting. He had mistakenly crossed the border into unknown territory. From the moment they met the two fell hopelessly in love, and when he found out she was expecting his kits, Rowansmoke was overjoyed. He would not even let Quillfeather get her own prey. She gave birth to a healthy tom, Oakkit. In two moons she came down with a horrible bought of greencough, she just got sicker and sicker.... Rowansmoke spent every second with her in the medicine cat den, within a day of when she caught it she died. Rowansmoke was devastated. His one true love, dead. He left the medicine cat den that night, head hung low. The next morning Rowansmoke took Oakkit to an isolated corner of the camp and explained to him that his mother had died. Oakkit sat in the corner for three days, refusing to eat or sleep. Rowansmoke himself was excused from duties for those three days, except he ate and slept, unlike Oakkit. The light ginger tom sat through her vigil and helped bury her with a heavy heart. Rowansmoke watches the skies every night, wondering if Quillfeather found her way to StarClan or not, or if she did which star was she and would if she would still love him when he joined her someday....
RPed by catfanatic

Amberpelt
Amberpelt is a beautiful tabby she-cat with saphire blue eyes.She is diligent, smart, sweet, kind, caring, loving, fast, a good hunter, a good fighter,and has a soft spot for kits.She is pure Sunclan,she enjoys sunning her self on rocks,hunting with her sister,and playing with kits.She has a sister named Scarletail,the two she-cats are inseperable.Amberpelt and Scarlettail have had a near death expireince that her parents did not survive.When her and her sister where apprentices they where attacked by wild dogs,they where badley injured but they have healed now and it looks like they never got into a fight at all.Amberpelt wishes to one day soon have a mate and kits whom she will love and cherish forever.
RPed by sydneekay

Timidmouse
Tiny and shy, Timidmouse's name fits her very well. She is a soft brown she cat with slightly darker brown paws, and sweet honey colored eyes. She isn't Clanborn, however she has lived in Summerclan as long as she can remember. She never knew her parents - she was found near the Summerclan border as a newborn kit and they happily took her in. Sometimes she feels as if she wasn't good enough for them, like she was a mistake and that's why they abandoned her, but at other times she thinks they were just trying to give her a better future then she would of had as a loner. Most cats believe this to be why she is so quiet. She doesn't like to speak in front of big crowds and finds herself to the follower in most cases. She has a big heart, and tries to see the best in everyone.
RPed by storm--♥

Silverfall
When he is seen, he is feared. When he isn't seen, he is even more feared. Silverfall's pelt is pure white except around his face, paws and tail. Here the white fades into a beautiful silver-gray, with delicate tabby stripes that get darker as they move from the edges. His eyes are a shocking electric-green, large and almost curious. And oh, is he ever curious. Silverfall loves to ask questions, needing to add to his knowledge almost as much as he needs to breathe. He is beautiful and deadly, a result of his tortured past. When he was younger, Silverfall had confusing feelings for other toms. He found himself attracted to them, loving them the way he was 'supposed' to love a she-cat. His father discovered this and abused him, leaving Silverfall afraid of his own feelings. He confused pain and love with eachother, and now he can't seem to stop enjoying the agony of others. When a cat screams, he hears love. When an animal dies, he sees beauty. These twisted thoughts have made him dangerous to himself and others, but he tries to be normal. If only Silverfall could find a tom that loved him, no matter how broken he was. He craves the feeling of love, the feeling of being complete. If blood must be shed for him to feel whole, then so be it. He has gone long enough without affection, and so he will keep going until he snaps. Hunting is his obsession, the need to kill strengthening with each frenzied heartbeat of his prey. So far he has refrained from killing another cat, but it's best not to test him. Silverfall may seem slender and almost feminine, but behind his delicate ribs lies a heart that yearns for blood and tears.
RPed by :/Skylines/:

**Rockmelt
His personality is like a volcano... You never know when it shall erupt. Rockmelt is a light brown tabby tom with pale green eyes. His voice is like a creek going gently with the wind. He can love a she-cat for a week maybe then he breaks her heart. Shatters it into a thousand pieces. He charms with his good looks, but if you insult him your claws unsheathed, be prepared to meet your doom my friend because this tom is like a lion in battle. He will be on you clawing like crazy if you don't watch out. He is, I forgot to mention, massive. As just Rockkit he was teased and made fun of just because he was the smallest of them all... But whoa whoa whoa at about apprentice age. He. Was. Huge. Plain as day you could see him coming through a crowd. He is incredibly handsome and good looking. But onto his birth he was born outside of SunClan... By outside I really mean outside, His mother was on a walk when she kitted and then she was able to nurse herself back to help over the next few sunrises and she took her kits back to camp. Everyone had been worried out of their minds looking for her! But aside Rockmelt is a quiet tom not a social butterfly. His life so far has gone downhill. He is always getting made fun of because of his name. He is also a terrible hunter even a mouse he can hardly catch a measely mouse! He is a quick and steathy runner. But back onto his personaity most of the time he is mean and snappy but when it comes to kits change this toms name to Softheart because he loves kits. I mean he really loves kits any free time he has probaly ever had was spent in the nursery or kitsitting. One of his favorite kits happens to be in PondClan. Because he was mad at the clan he left to join PondClan but spent most his time kitsitting frisky little Risingkit. But a moon later he learned the grass isn't always greener on the other side of the fence. So he did he did.
Rped by Ravenbound577

**Wolfcry
A dark, stone gray she-cat with slightly lighter grey paws and spot on the back of her head. Her eyes are a stone cold with lush green. She is normal in size, but under it all is muscle even if she doesn't look strong. She is vary mindful of others and loves to make people happy. Outgoing and a natural born leader, just like a wolf. She love the feel of wind in her fur, and loves to run. When she does run, she feel's like she could go on forever and her heart wants to as far as her legs can take her. She never would judge a cat in anyway, she would help anyone or anything that was in danger to the best of her ability.
RPed by -Tyranger-

Bluejay

Sapphire blue sparks in her eyes, giving her a lively exotic gaze. She has a russian blue pelt, and hints of white and black speck her fur. Bluejay's body is ordinary, for she is not too tall, short, fat, or thin. It allows her the freedom to excel in a wide range of methods in fighting and hunting. Bluejay can come off as a shy, delicate shecat, but her eyes can enlighten a startling flame during battle, or anger. Do her wrong, and she can twist into deadly weapon. There are many sides to this shecat. Cunning, wisdom, protection, secrecy... And it's nearly impossible for a cat to see all of them. Even she finds new things about herself everyday, and life molds her into her own perfection.

RPed by Veroar

Birchcloud
A gray tabby tom with a white chest and muted gold eyes, Birchcloud can be summed up with one word: average. He doesn't have a complex and exciting life history, nor is he a legendary fighter or noiseless hunter. His father was not a mysterious rogue, nor was he found as an orphaned kit at the edge of SunClan territory. Instead of being dangerous with fearsome ninja skills, or a breathtakingly handsome tom, Birchcloud is just your average cat. He's pretty chill, is very laid-back and good-natured, and is particularly fond of chillin', especially in trees, where he can look down on the world. A tad lazy, and enjoys sleeping, but is perfectly willing to go on patrol when needed. Prefers diplomacy to fighting, but that's only because he prefers normalcy to the stress of war, and hates seeing his Clanmates get hurt. Nevertheless, he'll gladly fight to defend his Clan, when it is threatened and battle is unavoidable. He's always jolly and cheerful, except when it's raining or muddy - he hates getting wet.
Played by warriorstar.

Racingheart
Eyes as green as the first leaf of spring, and just as optimistic and happy and the first snowflake of winter. He is a polite and gentle tom, caring and seemingly radiates with a warmth of kindness that draws others to him. He's not the most handsome tome, in fact he is pretty average, with the exception of his stunning emerald orbs of emotion. Simple and sweet, his pelt is a chocolate brown with charcoal tabby stripes all over. Racingheart was named after his long, muscular legs that could run forever. His long fur blows wildly as he reaches his top speed. He can practically out run every one in SunClan. He believes in pure, SunClan blood, but if a cat is nice enough, he might be able to somewhat accept a rouge. But, the brown tom dislikes Half-bloods greatly. He feels sorry for the kits, because they were just unfortunate, but he looks down on the parents with cold eyes. Why poison the bloodline? Although he has a few types of cats he doesn't like, he is willing to make exceptions. For example, he is chummy with a rouge that lives outside the border -but he wouldn't break the code by helping them- and there have been a few loners he has gotten along with. Racingheart is pretty average, but his heart is so sweet and open for every one. He would love to find a mate, but it's hard for him to choose because he considers everyone his family already. This tall tom adores kits and playing with them is his favorite past time, other than hunting and running. Long legs and speedy reactions means that he is an amazing hunter and a perfect messenger. His fighting skills could be improved, but he can be quite the opponent, if you could catch him.
RPed by Disclosed

Flametail
Flametail is probably the most courageous warrior you'll ever meet... and hes just as handsome, too. With his bright and striking orange fur, and his gentle green eyes, all of the she-cats will just swoon over him. Although he sounds like a jock for a warrior, he's very nice and caring and will do just about anything for a clanmate in need. His history is shrouded with mystery... in fact shrouded in so much mystery, that he can only scarcely remember his mother and father's death in the barn fire. He had a sister and a brother, but they escaped the fire, never to be seen again. He barely recalls one of them going to RubyClan, but he's not sure.
RPed by Bizthebuzz

Pinkblaze
A SunClan warrior. She's gargantuan! She was the biggest cat in her litter and can look down to find every cat in the clan. Her pale blue eyes lure you. She snaps if you set her off. She hates being told what to do and usually leads patrols. Behind this bossy, tempermental cat is a loveable understanding cat. You could tell her you broke the warrior code, but her blazing eyes would just... understand. A strong strategizer in battle. Likes: showing off, solving problems, frogs, patrols. She has odd taste buds and loves frogs. Dislikes: lies, bossy cats, birds, water. Wants to prove to her clan that she is a special cat.
RPed by Kibbythekat

**Mapleleaf
This she-cat seems to always be in a /sticky/ situation. Mapleleaf has a glorious light brown pelt, with a golden sheen that gleams in the sunlight. Her eyes are a creamy mint green, with tiny flecks of yellow. Mapleleaf is an adventurer so to say. Her heart yearns for the rush and excitement of living. She can be quite stubborn and careless, but it simply wouldn't be Mapleleaf if it weren't. Her specialty is fighting. Odd for a she-cat? Not in the least if you have ever met her. She can a pin a cat down before you could let out a gasp of air. Mapleleaf has a giving spirit, spreading joy wherever she goes. Someday, in the distant future, she hopes to find a tom who has as much fun chasing down things as she does, but for now, it's all about the smiles.
Rped by .:FantasyRose:.
Sunstorm
The intensity of the heat is unbeareable. You can't hold on for long. Sunstorm was born during the worst drought SunClan had ever seen. In remembrance of his clan and the drought that shouldn't be forgotten he was named Sunkit. He was born to two very noble SunClan warriors and because of this he looks down upon those of what he calls inferior blood. He takes great pride in his pure blood status and trains hard to make sure no one ever questions him. He is a white tom with ginger stripes and blue eyes. He has a very long tail and he is an excellent climber. His parents passed away long ago but before they did they drilled the idea of pure blood into his mind. Because of this Sunstorm considers any kind of half Clan cat an abomination and vowed to only mate with a queen of pure blood. But beyond his snarky exterior there is a cat who deep down loves those he gets to know. All it would take for him to let go is for someone to get him to remember what life was like before his parents drilled their propaganda into him.
RPed by Tigerstar365

Devilsdesire
Her name name comes from her red eyes and dark ginger pelt, as well as her desire to prove she's worth more then what others may think. Devilsdesire is considered an odd cat both physically and mentally. Mental wise she can be seen arguing with her self as well as having strange mood swings and black outs. Physically her claws never seem to stay in their sheaths, her two fangs always protrude from her lips and she seems to always be squinting. Devilsdesire acts as though nothing and no one can touch her and will distance herself from getting to close to anyone in the clan. However, her scarred body proved other wise. It is all, however, nothing but a mask she wears amongst the clan. On the inside Devilsdesire is a torn soul, fighting the voices in her head that haunt her endlessly about the death of her family and those who try to become close to her. This is the reason why Devilsdesire distances herself from others and seen talking to herself in a strange fashion. If you were to catch her in the act, she would brush it off and call you a loon for thinking such things.
Rped by .::SiLeNt_StArS::.

**Desertwind
Small but fast fluffy tawny tom cat with blazing amber eyes and a white tipped tail. His wit is as almost as fast as his paws, and when backed into a corner Desertwind won't hesitate to unsheath his claws. Normally good natured, his humourous comments lighten up even the darkest mood hanging over the clan. Gentle with kits, apprentices, elders and she-cat alike, Desertwind is a sociable tom who is fiercly loyal to his clan and clanmates. Better at hunting than fighting, Desertwind is easily the fastest in the clan, and enjoys nothing more than chasing after rabbits. His mood tends to change with the weather, and on days when the sun is shining brightest, thats when you'll find Desertwind at his best.
RPed by ZackyS.

Winterbreeze
A white she-cat with dark green eyes. Able to pull a cat into her grass like gaze. Her eyes are so beautiful it is hardly enough for a cat to just look at them. They have to be close to get enough of her beautiful eyes and pelt. She's nice and rescpectful. Never challenging a cat of a higher rank. Yet she will give her own opinion if needed. She loves the cold winter breezes. That's why she received her name. WInterbreeze." She's calm and collective. She rarely ever fights unless a cat really gets on her bad side.
RPed by Frostheart77

Sunstorm
He is a dark gray cat with icy blue eyes, he is a little larger than most cats and has an upbeat personality. He is generally a happy cat, and loves to interact and play with the Kits. He is a well trained warrior and defends his clan with pride. He never walks away from a fight...this can be a grave weakness. Sometimes he just doesnt know when to give up. He has been born and raised in the SunClan and hopes to keep working his way up in the ranks.
RPed by ThunderPaw5

**Russetpelt
A once pretty, strong warrior, ravaged and moved to the elders den before her time. She has russet fur and green eyes. She was moved to the elders den three moons ago because she was injured permanently and could not continue being an elder. She has long scars on her flank, hidden by her fluffy pelt, that also run down her legs and up the left side of her face, reaching the tip of her eye. She is blind in the left eye. She is a thoughtful cat who was once very adventurous and bold. Although she is injured, she still wants to be a warrior and sometimes injures herself from pushing herself too hard . She loves telling kits about her days as a warrior. She wishes she wouldn't have had to become an elder so soon.
RPed by Aurorabeam

Blazingstorm
Blazingstorm is a dark red furred tom with amber eyes.Blazingstorm has bad history he was blamed for the death of a kit when he left with her early in the morning and didn't get back till late in the afternoon without the kit! Another time he "accidentally" led his mother into a fox trap and he "accidentally" killed his father by "accidentally" tripping him off a cliff. Some cats believe he was in the wrong place at the wrong time but other cats who knew him better thought he killed his mother, father, and sister on purpose because he was neglected as a kit and he hated that his little sister was more important to them then he was. But no accidents have happened since their deaths so cats soon forgot about those incidents save a few cats, even if cats don't believe he killed his family they still cower away from him maybe it's his intimidating stare. He now lives his happy young life as a warrior expecting to go to starclan when it's time to go... But of course starclan has a better place for him to go
RPed by Risingfire

**Rainblast
Rainblast is a rather small she-cat with two large aquamarine eyes. A soft, gray pelt covers her body, fully. She is stubborn, but yet yielding. Her attitude depends on the mood she is in. Rainblast is a well suited fighter and a well suited hunter. She isn't one to put down another, unless it's absolutely necessary to do so. She has enemies and friends, those who have been both aren't included a friend or enemy. Rainblast has a good amount of patience, but when her patience is running low you don't want to meet up with her. Rainblast's brilliants comes in handy for the clan when it's needed at the most. She has been a warrior in SunClan for 3 moons now and has a good bit of experience as a warrior. Rainblast's parents are both dead. Her brother is lost and will most likely never will be found. He was probably kidnapped by two-legs. This beautiful she-cat is currently obsessed with toms older than her, she wishes to have a mate whom has high respect in the clan. She hopes to have kit's one day, but only wishes to have one litter. She finds that having to many litters would be a hassle, and one thing she cannot stand is a hassle.
RPed by .::MadHatter::.

**Snowfall
Snowfall is a beautifull white she cat with sapphire blue eyes. She has long silky white fur and she looks more like a soft spoiled kittypet than a clan warrior. Anyone who thinks Snowfall is a kittypet is very wrong. She may be sweet and gentle with her clanmates butput her in a battle and you will see a very different side of her. She is feirce and swift in battle. When she is not caring for kits she can be found hunting and fighting for her clan from dawn untill sunset. So call her a kittypet and see if you don't get your ears clawed. It is not a risk many are willing to take.
RPed by Lillybrook

Redwind
Strong muscles, a rusty-orange pelt, and piercing green eyes. This is Redwind. He is quite large with a long tail and ears that catch the slightest of sounds. His claws are sharp and his mind is quick. He is the image of power. But don't let his formidable looks decieve you. He is friendly to every kit, apprentice, warrior... you name it. Even if this gentle male has a quarrel with another cat, or happens to dislike a certain cat, he won't show it. He will be as kind as possible in order to keep the balance and peace of the Clan. Loyal, brave, and handsome, this cat is one who will never betray the warrior code, not letting ambition or his own power get in his way.
RPed by jhamster37

Nectarsong
Golden tabby she-cat with a beautiful dappled coat that looks like the ripples on water. Her blue-green eyes complete the picture of water in golden sunlight. A voice that is as smooth as honey makes your legs buckle when you talk to her. Smooth talking is what always makes this she-cat get what she wants, even though its not what she intends. Nectarsong only cares for the well being of her clan mates. She always does what she can to help others, no matter what it might take. Ever since she was a kit everyone else came first, she has never been selfish. She could be the role model of any cat, no matter what their age. She is a very strong believer in Starclan and everything she does revolves around them. Pure, honest and wise. Her very noticeable qualities that make your heart race when you see her.
RPed by Sweetsilentlullaby

Shadowbreeze
A small snow-white warrior she-cat with a golden tint to her fur. In the sunllight it looks as if she's glowing. She has dark, tender, sad black eyes. She is a loving cat, once you get to know her. Though at first her heart seems impenterable she'll quickly warm up to you. she would one day like to have kits; however, she isn't ready just yet. She is a very good hunter, but she is an even better fighter. She doesn't need protecting and scorns anyone that thinks otherwise. She tries to let cats in, but she just doesn't know how.
RPed by Sunpaw98

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catlover1023 — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 06:58:53 CST

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Leader
**Silverstar
Silverstar is a medium sized she-cat with a slight form which is disguised by her long fur. She has a broad muzzle and ears which are lightly pointed at the tips. Her fur is long and messy; grooming it is one of Silverstar's least favourite tasks. Her fur is soft and fine, keeping out the bite of the leaf-bare wind when it's cold. Silverstar is silver with black tabby markings rippling through her pelt. Her eyes are glassy green with a hint of hazel at the rims of the irises, and can be almost hypnotic at times. Silverstar isn't the swiftest cats, impeded as she is by her long fur. It is in strategies she excels, for she is a cunning cat with a mind sharp as a claw. She isn't the leader of her Clan for nothing - Silverstar is clever, taking pleasure in creating plans for more efficient hunting, training, and battle stratagems. But she isn't all cleverness and cunning - Silverstar is also a deeply loyal cat, who is very fond of her friends. She is fun to talk to, and is always cracking jokes to make other cats purr, and performing comical tricks for the amusement of her companions. It is easy to get along with this cat for she enjoys listening to other cats talk, listening to them speaking of the things they love. She is genuinely interested in other felines, how they think, what they do. Being a good listener is one of the things she is naturally adept at, as well as her mother training her to be as polite as she possibly could from kithood. That is not to say Silverstar is without faults - though she is usually mellow and mild-tempered, once something has made her angry, it takes a long, long time for her to calm down. She can stay upset about something for literally moons, brooding over it all day, wondering what she could have done to make things different. When she is angry it is difficult for her to control her tongue, and in the past she has hurt cats she cared for with sharp, sarcastic things she never meant to say. Though her rage is terrible, lasts for some time, and poisons her thoughts, she cannot stay angry or bitter at anyone for too long. Silverstar regrets some things she did bitterly. She is trying to learn to keep her temper, to stop herself exploding, but there will always be some, uncontrollable, part of her that will rise at a jibe. Nowadays she tries to clamp her jaws shut to stop herself speaking harshly, but even that doesn't work too well. Silverstar was the only kit in her litter, so her mother and father were very protective for her, and hoped for a great future for their beloved daughter. They taught her to be polite to cats, to offer to do tasks, to stand back and let other cats pass. She loved her parents, and when they passed away, a moon after her receiving her warrior name, she was inconsolable. But soon she learned how to deal with the pain, and though she thinks of them all the time, she is no longer depressed. Silverstar worked hard at becoming a good warrior, training endlessly as an apprentice, annoying her mentor beyond belief. She already had had her heart set upon becoming leader, and ambition made her heart beat faster as she looked at the leaders of The Clans at every Gathering. When she finally became a warrior, Silverstar was overjoyed. She received her first apprentice quite soon after she received her name, and trained him hard to become a warrior. When Silverstarwas chosen as the co-deputy of the Clan, there were some mutterings about this; there were older, more experienced warriors who could have taken the job, but all in all she was a popular choice. Silverstar was delirious with joy - this was what she had worked at all her life, and she had finally achieved her goal! She could hardly stop thanking the leader. The deputy of the Clan passed away of natural causes when she had been co-deputy for less than a moon, and she took Crushedheart's place by Nightstar's side. They decided not to choose a co-deputy. Recently, Nightstar has stepped down as leader, leaving Silverstar to take her name and lead her Clan. She is fiercely protective of SunClan and its members, and is determined to make SunClan respected in the forest. There is no better way for her to serve her Clan than to run it. One may ask: does this cat who focused her life on becoming leader of her Clan have any hopes for kits of her own? If you asked Silverstar this, she would shrug and laugh. In truth, she hasn't ever considered having kits of her own. She's always put her Clan first, with no thoughts of even a mate. Silverstar is 20 moons old, has no mate or crush, and no living kin.
RPed by xxserenity

Deputy
**Mudnight
A black and brown tom with white paws and ear tips and glowing blue eyes. He is quiet and shy to those he doesn't know, but if you are is friend or part of his family, then he as bouncy as a bee and plays like a kit. He loves to have fun and play but he can't help it that he gets a little shy around others. He has one sister, Magicsong, who was named Magic as a loner by their mother and father and he was named Night. They lived together with their parents for a while until on their third moon. Their mother and father said they were going hunting and for them not leave the den. So they sat there for the whole, waiting for food until their growling bellies got the best of them. Night and Magic went out to find them and found out from someone who was watching nearby named Splashstem that while they were hunting, they began to argue and then their mother had turned away from his father, and he killed their mother in anger and cold blood. Mudnight hates his father to this day and won't rest until he knows how it feels to lose someone that you actually love. He loves to play, talk, swim, climb, run and his sister. He hates battling, even though he loves the rush feeling in it, hunting at night and his father. He does want to meet that special someone. He doesn't mind kits so it would be up to his mate if she wanted some or not.
RPed by catlover1023

Co-Deputy
**Leadbelly
Breath in breath out breath in breath out. Leadbelly repeated this motion for a few minutes, his heart still pounded violently in his chest. The rancid breath of the snuffling hound wreathed around him in his hiding place beneath the holly bush, the mutt was sure to find him any moment now! His mind screamed for him to run but he remained still and quiet trying desperately to not smell of fear. The hounds wrinkled face drooped as his nose remained plastered to the ground, every now and then he raised his muzzle into the sky and bellowed into the air to let his two legs know where he was. Leadbelly searched desperately for a way out, but how could he escape the dog? The dog finally turned its back to him, he was upwind time to make a break for it! Leadbelly dashed from beneath the holly bush and pelted for a tall tree that he could climb up. What happened next seemed to go by in a slowed blurr...The hound whipped around and snapped it's jaws, saliva spewed from it's large floppy lips as it snarled wildly at the cat and charged after it. A two-leg stumbled out of the bushes followed by another, the first one held a shiny black stick in his hand. A loud crack shot into the air and Leadbelly suddenly felt fire spread throughout his whole body, the metallic scent of blood filled his nose. Had the dog gotten him? No. The two-leg's stick shot fire right into his belly as he was climbing the tree. So now you know the story of how Leadbelly came to acquire his name. He lived of course, but that bullet still remains within him, a cruel reminder of the darkness of two-legs. Since Leadbelly's unfortunate accident his hatred for two-legs will always be ever present in his mind. Seeing the sight of the pale faced creatures make a hot rage of fury bubble within his heart. Leadbelly is loyal and strong-willed, at times head-strong but always putting others before himself. His fighting skills are keen but do to his rather large size and broad shoulders he is not exactly the best hunter, he would rather be training or patrolling then hunting. He is quick in battle and always a step ahead of his opponent, he has to be to survive. This cat has never really showed a real interest in love but one day a certain she-cat will probably snag his attention. Leadbelly aspires to lead SunClan one day, his even-mind and fair judgment are good qualities to have in a leader. Though most of the time he is serious about his duties as a warrior he has been known to tell a few breath catching jokes in his time, he needs a good laugh once in a while. He has been pushed since kithood to be a good warrior, though he doesn't mention it and is ashamed to say, when he was an apprentice he was actually trained for a while in the Dark Forest by a cat named Glassshatter. He really taught Leadbelly all he knows about fighting. But Leadbelly cut off the training when he knew he was heading down the wrong path, he could feel a light tugging at his heart that he couldn't shake. He knew StarClan had better plans for him. His life had been shaky from the start, his parents died when he was young and he was an only sibling. He tried to find friends but driven slightly mad by grief and having given up on speaking for a while it was hard. He found his comfort in training and hunting. He was never really comfortable around she-cats, he seemed a bit off and awkward which only added to his depression. But when he became a warrior all of that changed. He thrived in his duties and soon he was promoted to Co-Deputy. He was joyed to be trusted with such a job. Now he fights,hunts, and breaths for his clan. He will be loyal to it forever and hopes he can be ranked among the great leaders of the past. Well as said before Leadbelly is a large broad shouldered tom with sleek smoky grey fur and shocking blue-green eyes that you could stare into for years.
RPed by FallenRedemption

Medicine Cat
**Shadowangel

A white angel, wrapped in darkness and shadows, corrupted yet innocent, dark yet fair. Born from ice, wrapped with fire. Followed by destiny wherever she goes. Withdrawn, with a quiet quality. She's a romantic, often imagining love between two cats she thinks are perfect for another. But she knows it's hard to find a match for her. She isn't at all interested in love herself, but adores matching up others. She has a knack for herbs, a love for nature, and a shy personality, reluctant to hurt others. She's very pretty, white soft pelt, black splotches covering sections. She was born in a snowstorm, in which her father and siblings died. Her mother died when she turned four moons, leaving her to fend for herself. She ended up joining a Rogue group, but when she was apprentice age, they tricked her into going into a burning building and trapped her in there. She escaped, but has blackened paw pads to show for it. She has pretty green eyes, dappled by specks of gray and blue. Most of the time the eyes are quite perky and cheerful, but sometimes they fill with despair and fright. Like that night. Pressed by flames, cornered. One does not simply forget that. And Shadowangel sure didn't. For a long time, she trusted no one, no one at all. Until she had to. Reaching Sunclan, she fell in love with Leadbelly when she reached Warrior age. But he had a mate, was happy. Kind creature she was, she almost didn't tell him, as to not ruin his happiness. When she did tell him, she had to move on, forget him. It was hard. But Shadowangel is past love now, taking an interest in healing. She is young and pretty, and she will survive. She will thrive.

RPed by xxsunlight

Medicine Cat Apprentice
Redpaw

A pearly smile flashes, and brilliant green eyes spark with warmth. This shecat, so good-natured, is steadfast in her job. Ever since her kithood, she had taken an interest in the mysteries of herbology, and healing. A firey red pelt brings an exotic aura, and her cheekbones are beautifully defined. Redleaf's loyalty to Sunclan is unquestionable, and she hopes to continue through the rest of her life serving them to her best ability. Though she was not clanborn, her knowledge of herbs progresses day by day as she explores more of the territory. You could not ask this medicine cat to take part in battle, but her swift reflexes allow her to move through the battle field with much elegance- without being injured by a nearby brawl.

RPed by Veroar

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Mousely — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 05:28:05 CST

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Asterstar

Did an angel drop from the sky or is he really not what he seems? Is he a good or evil angel? He may just have a single white as ice wing and a single black as tar wing. It's hard to tell since he leans both ways. His pelt sucked up the fog and created a brilliant steely gray color. Dots trace his pelt like stars in the sky, they vary from large to small. They stop at his tail, too afraid to go where skinny thorn like stripes lay. These all stand out against his pelt, all a dark shade of gray. His underside is an even lighter shade of gray than his body, taking the color of the starting rainclouds. Few dots line his cheeks as two stripes on his forehead converge and run down his spine, stopping before entering the realm of stripes. His eyes never rest, always looking at someone, something or just looking at the clouds. They've seen many things and hold even more secrets. His eyes were dipped into the evening sky reflecting onto the ocean, giving them a steely dark blue color. They twinkle like stars, but will have an arctic shine and darken when the time comes. Unlike multiple other members of Winterclan, Asterstar hasn't changed much from the freezing of their hearts. His heart was already frost bitten, another freezing bite won't do it any more harm than what was already done. However, this freezing has had it's effect. He's now what you would call, a little more mad. His pleasure for killing has grown and he'll make sure it's used. Arrogant, he still comes off that way. He just is, along with being showy, thinking he's the best and various things like that. He's one to notice cat's flaws and isn't afraid to be blunt to them about it. He's a loner and has been one for most of his life, friends have either died or moved on. Whether he's willing to make friends or not is uncertain, since he doesn't seem to need any. If you really try, he'll be a little nicer to you, but that may be it. He's willing to stand by you, along with the rest of his Clan-mates, and fight for you, but he expects you to do the same. His true feelings are still locked behind his silent eyes and inside his frosty heart. His quick wits and sharp mind help make his strategical thinking impeccable. He had good intentions, but is sometimes blinded by the seriousness of a situation due to his stubborn attitude and pessimistic outlook. He pursues goals despite risks and overwhelming odds and doesn't give up. An amazing fighter, Asterstar has been known for his fantastic fighting skills. He knows all the tricks in the books and knows when to use them and when not to, mainly when to. Despite the arrogance and his uneasy aura that makes him unapproachable, it's difficult to find out just what his exact weakness is. He makes sure to keep it this way, though you could figure it out if you looked into his past. He was born in Winterclan, in the days when Winterclan was still warm-hearted. His mother died of blood loss giving birth and his siblings died soon afterwards. Asterstar, being the strongest out of the litter, survived. His father was Ploverstream, the only other member of his family left alive, but not for long, One day, in his apprentice days, he came back to camp to find his dad dead, slain in his home and now lying in a pool of his own blood that still flowed from a large gash in his throat. This was the first freezing of his heart, scarring his emotionally and psychologically. In his depression, Duckdash, a family friend, adopted Asterstar. Asterstar continued to go on, but the pain of loosing his father to a mysterious murderer still bothered him as he searched for a lost heirloom. He soon became Asterdestiny, deciding to start a new chapter in life and get over his families death. But that's not what happened. One day, when he and Duckdash were out hunting, Duckdash told him something, driven by madness. That he killed Ploverstream in order to get the heirloom. Asterdestiny's vision of Duckdash as a caring adoptive father was shattered. All the anger and wrath that had built up finally came out in one surge, making Asterstar attack. He quickly had Duckdash defeated, fueled by the revenge and anger that now ran through his veins. He kept his adoptive father alive, demanding to know where the heirloom was. Duckdash stayed silent, allowing himself to bleed to death underneath Asterstar's paws. Asterstar continues his search, but gave up after the Clan had moved, planning on sending one of his kits after it, that is, when he has some. A torn up past, a bone freezing aura and a nippy smile; all Asterstar.

Rped by *Bakuraluvr4evr*

Mate: Watertail

Kits: Sakurako, Monochromekit, Colorlesskit, Peculiarkit, Onyxkit and Koikit

Apprentice: Kovu

Lives: 8 of 9

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Rped by Amberfame

Mate: None

Kit: None

Apprentice: Stormpaw

Lynxspirit

Breaking a horse is difficult. Almost abusive, really-- you have to force it into obeying. It has a very string mindset on how to behave, and what's okay, and what's not. To begin, you must develop a relationship with the beast, teach it to be your friend. It's almost never easy to make your way into it's heart. Once you've befriended it, you betray it; over and over and over, until it obeys you. By then, you've broken it in many a way, but they say what's broken always becomes stronger once it heals. The bond that you form is deeper than just a friend, or even family. It's a bond between two hearts. Two broken hearts that hold each other together better than each of it's own. But what about a witty, cold and closed-off heart that has managed to stay perfectly intact? What about the attitude that's just unbreakable? What about the last cat you'd even dream of speaking to? The one who's been rumoured about, the one who's done and seen it all, the one who loves none? Lynxspirit is her name, but no cat dares utter it. Her intimidatingly blank, but wise stare, the ice in her core that chills her right down to her claws, and the icy chips of blue eyes. All trademark qualities to compliment the main course, her pelt. A murky, white, satin-like material that's been through wear and tear to lace a few bands of charcoal-black through it. No visible scars, thought, besides the one down her left hindleg. The last tangible remnant of the guarded she-cat's mother. The mother who never wanted her, never cared. In fact, her level of concern was likely to fall into the negatives. The dark scar invading the perfection of the she-cats' physical appearance is there for one reason and one reason only -- her attempt at escape from her evil mother. Since then, Lynxspirit has grown to be much like the wicked, manipulative, cruel she-cat. She's killed so many unknown cats that have crossed her path, pathetic kits included. no regrets, not even a moment of reflection. Just one swipe of her razor sharp claws, and then we move along. Move on through life. It's the same with her prey -- they never see it coming. The stealth she possesses seems to obtain a top spot. Anyway, since the break of spirit in her kithood, she's shut down. She fears betrayal, and for that very reason, she avoids friendship or any deeper relationships at all costs. Born a beautiful pure white kitten full of enthusiasm and rebellion, destined to a life of feigned confidence and true brokenness, silently screaming out to the world to pull her out of the unexplained spiritual coma. If a cat were to become close to her, they'd first have to break her almost-silence. From then on, the process would intensify. It would be like leaving the Earth's atmosphere -- only one way to do it, but not impossible. If this were to happen, the spite in her eyes would melt into a warm ocean, inviting and beautiful. Her personality would cease it's responsible, loyal and dead act, only to be replaced by happiness, love and easy trust of the Clan she's eternally dedicated to. Everything would be so different for her, for everyone. Almost like the 'lynx' part of her name would have to be deactivated, and the 'spirit' half would pick up from there. For sure, it could happen. The question is whether the essential choice will be made. But for now, all the deadened she-cat can allow herself to participate in this dedication and loyalty to the Clan that took her in in a great time of need -- Winterclan.

/~Co-Deputy~\

Sablehare
Exotic slithers of cocoa brown enrich the silky lengths of her coat imbued by touches ebony when the shadows drift upon her being. When the bright sun reflects off her glossy pelt the sable slips away replaced by a refined burning copper hue. Her eyes are like a sun bathed sky or a drop of honey. Endless golden waves in a deep expansive chasm shadowed by a black oval pupil. Slender legs descend from her lithe build as delicate as a vixens, giving her the illusion of gliding over the ground like a dancer on ice. Her movements are laced with finesse and grace almost foreign to the cats of the wild, but she is welcome with them. For she is an untamed oddity, forever stealing bewildered glances from her clan mates. Her secret? Sablehare was born to a family performing cats who displayed the athletic prowess through various obstacles and difficult trials. She was trained in the same way as her kin, but she held no passion for it. Her human owners filled her with contempt. After a life of tricks and humiliation to please other people she finally decided to was time to leave. She chose her timing carefully, after her presumed last show she escaped through an open window. Realization rushing through her when Sablehare met with the wilderness and the cold midnight air fingered through her skin like icy talons. She was overcome with the terrible reality that she did not know anything of how to survive in the wild, but her savior came in the form of a clan. After three days of relentless hunger she collapsed in their harsh ever winter territory, eventually found by a passing patrol. That's when her second chance at life began as a warrior named Sablehare, named for her dark fur and long slender legs and aside from coming from an unusual back ground she's like a natural born warrior. Her athletic skills aid her hunting abilities making her very capable indeed. During her time in WinterClan she has learned the value of life and the price of freedom. No longer is she the spoiled madam she once was. Now a selfless WinterClanner fills her paws, brimming with kindness and patience. Although her temper claws its way out when she's pressed and it's a scary sight indeed, but hear this now for these words will be spoken for a long time to come. The proud sable hare walks among the winter, never breaking and forever fighting.

Rped by: Mousely

Mate: None

Kits: None

Apprentice: None

/~Medicine Cat~\

Rped by Shyfyre

Apprenitce: None

Weaselshiver

A quick flash of brown, streaked with black stripes and a flash of white on his underbelly. This is Weasel, otherwise known as Weaselshiver. He is small, way to small for a cat his age, but he doesn't care. He focuses on what is important and has no time for trifling niceties like size and color. He is often found alone, sitting in the shadows, his large blue eyes the only thing visible, far from all his other Clan-mates and he doesn't mind that either. He likes to be alone, only appearing when called upon. A learner, this is what this tom is, a learner. He learns everything he can, soaking it up like a sponge and keeping it trapped in his mind like a fly caught in a spider web. His small stature fits him, yet his dark pelt gives him away, rendering him almost useless in any fight. For that, he has a sharp tongue, with which he settles disputes with ease. Although he has a daunting appearance, he does have a soft side. Although almost no one gets to see it. He walks high and mighty, strange for a cat such as him, but again, he doesn't care. A proud follower of the Dark Forest, though he would never say so in front of his peers, for he knows such consequences...He is a tough cat, small in size yet large in mind and proud of it.

None, do not ask

/~Shards~\

4 elite warriors that protect the leader. They are highly skilled in combat, even more so than the Frozen.

Steelember
Rped by .:MidnightFrost:.
Soulless, evil, skilled, words some use to describe this tom, his steely colored eyes as hard as the color suggests. His pelt of grey so dark it is mistaken for black more often than not. He has a past as dark as the evening sky, his soul darker than even that matching the color of a crows feathers as they soar through the dreary day. He keeps to himself, a lasting habit of his rouge past. When he enter the forest the birds go quiet, the prey runs and cat get out of his way. His past can be defined in a few words, murderous, corrupt, and destructive. Many cats have died at his claw, many without a second glance or another thought. Mercy is not in his vocabulary, twitch a whisker in the wrong way and he will be at your throat, tearing it out before you could cry out, Starclan. But where does all this deep seated hatred come from? The answers lie in his roots as a Crowclan mewler. He was the runt of the litter despised by his parents and shunned by the rest of the clan because of his unsettling appearance; his gaze could undo even the most hardened Stalker. Before abandoning in the middle of an unknown forest him they gave him a name, Soul, because of the soullessness of his eyes. The day he was abandoned was the day his soul grew to the cold, bottomless pit it is today. Soon after he was left a loner by the name of Cinch, found him sitting in the same spot and the same position, his gaze fixed in the distance. Cinch raised him as his own, teaching him the art of battle. His skills grew quickly, his size doubling, and then tripling, as the moons went by. His soul stayed the same, he had no emotional attachment to Cinch and only saw him as a teacher, but one day this all changed. A band of rouges attacked, catching Soul and Cinch by surprise, the rouges killed Cinch, but made the mistake of not killing Soul, he was the dangerous one. After the moons of brooding he finally unleashed his anger upon the cats, knocking them aside as they came at him one after the other until the very last two double teamed him knocking him off his feet and slamming him to the ground. His ribs broken and throat cut they left him for dead, thinking they had killed him, and they almost did. If it wasn't for a passing Winterclan patrol he wouldn't be here today. They took him back to camp, where he recovered over the next moon. He decided he would stay with the cats, taking the name Frozensoul, he owed them his life and meant more to him than life itself. For a debt is a debt and it must be payed. But I'm sure you’re wondering where all the killing took place, well let’s just say the warrior code means nothing to this cat. He now prowls Winterclan territory watching every cat for the slightest infraction or want trace of disobedience to the leader or deputy. But where do his beliefs lye, in Starclan or the Dark Forest? If her had to choose the Dark Forest would be preferred but in reality, he believes in neither, He believes in himself and his own abilities, that is what has always served him and that is what always will. After a while he became tired of the constant reminder of his past from his name he requested it be changed, to Steelember right after he finally became one of the Frozen serving Asterdestiny before he became leader. He feels no loyalty towards Lynxspirit so he felt relieved when Asterstar decided to let him continue serving him as a Shard. As always his heart lies with his leader.

Ariadne
Rped by Palisade

Lustrous. Deadly. Beautiful. The softest of pink hues her golden brown fur while traces of black run along her slender muzzle. She is often mistaken for a past love. No one knows exactly why. Perhaps it's the desperate look in her eyes or her naive expression. Despite the cloak of innocence that shrouds her earthly form; Ariadne is far from the angelic creature she appears to be. The blood of a killer runs through her veins. Her heart is ice-cold and her mind bleak but oddly...amused at the world she lives in. Though kindness may touch her heart, it doesn't show, and their are no mercy for her victims. Ever word she utters is tinged with a bitter sourness or a simple dash of sarcasm. Nothing you can say can change her mind if she happens to set her sights on something. If you thought the Dark Forest was dangerous, than Ariadne is a whole other level of evil. Her mind is a meticulous mess of aneurysms. She could snap at any moment, though several argue that she already has. Physically, she is in top form, ever since she was a kit, she has conditioned her body for the harshest of extremes. Mentally, her psyche is fragile, like a child's. Which explains her round, child-like eyes. The eyes are the window to the soul; aren't they? A narcissist; she believes she is the most beautiful cat of all and no one can stop her. Your first reaction of her contemptuous attitude and slight personality disorder is simple: she's crazy. You would be correct, but she's a whole new crazy. She's psychotic, her logic makes sense to no one, but her. Her norm is everyone else's idea of diabolical. Even when death whispers in her ear, no matter the cost, she /will/ get what she wants. She always does. It's her way or the highway. Idealistic. Deadly Attractions run rampant around this she-cat. Once something sparks her interest; all heck breaks loose. Like a Venus Fly Trap; she'll crush her prey. Not only physically, but mentally and emotionally. She'll learn what makes you tick, she turn your world upside down. As one of Asterstar's Shards, she is far from gentle. As an elite fighter and expert assassin, her personality isn't exactly nice. In the folds of her mind, paranoia lurks. She's especially protective of her leader, considering they've bee close friends for quite some time. Ariadne has bouts of depression, one day she's her usual, solitary self and the next she's on the brink of suicide. Her psychological problems aside, she's an outstanding cat. Nothing clouds her judgment as she takes on foes twice her size. Despite being the smallest of the Shards, she makes it known she is not the weakest. With the speed of a cheetah, the strength of a lion and the nature of a leopard, she is the perfect warrior. Despite what many believe she is, Ariadne doesn't enjoy her kills. Secretly, she broods over the fallen. A bit counter-productive on her part. Quick-witted and quick thinking, she handles seemingly impossible situations with precision and keen intellect. Her personal life maybe non-existent but her career is something she takes seriously. Even with her last whisker, she would bravely protect her leader. Nothing stands in the way of her completing her mission and protecting Asterstar. Love is the last thing on this she-cat's mind. She has learned to deal without, sacrificing friends and family for her duty. Nothing else matters in her mind. Nothing. Ashes to Ashes, dust to dust; this is a decision she has had to live with her whole life. Being detached, isolated from her peers, everything she has done is for her Clan. She would never compromise her position over something silly like love. Ever. In her fondest dreams, she is carefree, similarly to a kit chasing a butterfly. But in reality she is constantly worrying, and has to be in control. Everything needs to be just so. Ariadne accepts no mistakes. Hostiles are to be killed and their blood needs to be soaking in the ground before they even see Asterstar. As oddly as this seems, she's squeamish around blood, only her own however. I guess she can't handle herself getting hurt. That's just way this she-cat is. She is fierce. She is loyal. She is a Shard. She is Ariadne; the desperate dark angel. And she's just getting started.

Scarecrow
Rped by Nightdream14
A pelt with a mix of black and orange. Green eyes that pierce you. None of these traits strike you as you see her. Scarecrow is average in looks, it's her pride and the way she carries herself that draws you. When she speaks there is such incredible gravity to it that you find yourself listening closely. Scarecrow was born to a kittypet named Leafy because of her green eyes, the same shade as Scarecrow's. Her name was Muddy. She grew up as a purring kittypet with no knowledge of the clan cats. However she met someone, to this day she's never uttered his name, but she followed him, leaving behind her name, mother, and twolegs. The tom taught her to hunt, and later how to fight. But in the end it didn't work, he was to aggressive, he abused her, and she had to escape. So she killed him, something that haunts her to this day. He'd called her Love, and after his death she changed her name to Scarecrow, his name had been Crow. Scarecrow couldn't go home, so she traveled on, that is until she got sick. She collasped in WinterClan, a thin, weak ex-kittypet who'd murdered her lover. Since that day she'd slowly gained trust, showing her loyalty. But that's not all that's changed. Scarecrow no longer finds toms attractive, she doesn't know when it changed, but now she finds she-cats attractive. It's not weird for her, and most other seem to have no issues. While that it something others seem to know about her, they also know how fiercly loyak she is. As a Shard she has already prepared herself to die for her leader, and she stands by that everyday. Scarecrow has by no means finished her journey but she's come along way. Evolving from a mush-eating kittypet to a loyal Shard. For her Muddy and Love are both gone, leaving in their place Scarecrow, who has done all she can do for the clan she wishes to belong to.

Possessedspirit
Rped by Love.Hope.Faith

/~Frozen~\

6 elite warriors that protect the deputy. Skilled in assassination and deception.

Stripedpuzzler
Rped by Love.Is.Forever
Have you ever seen a cat move with such grace? Quick, get a good look at the slick black stripes crossing over thick dust brown fur. And if you're lucky, you might catch a glimpse of his piercing green eyes staring ahead as he goes for his mission. You have caught a rare glance at Stripedpuzzler. He is one of the few chosen cats known as the Frozen. His main mission is guard and follow his commander, the Deputy of Winterclan. He has trained himself his whole life to be prepared for this job. His breathing slowed down so slow, it is only heard when he is up close to someone. He is quick and fast, his pawsteps silenced by fallen snow that lies all around. Stripedpuzzler is often called confusing. His thoughts said to be twisted and tangled, never unraveling. But to him, everything makes sense and the answer can always be found with will and determination. Stripedpuzzler goes out of camp rarely, but when he does, he prefers to be unseen and secluded from the world. After all, he is an assassin. His job is to do everything without being seen.

Nightshade
Rped by BluestarRocks!
The reincarnation of death. Of torture. Of pain. Nightshade doesn’t usually introduce herself with her actual name and instead calls herself ‘Shadow’. Shadow lives highly to her namesake. She's ruthless, just as her Clanmates are, and would go out of her way just to get revenge for a few careless words. When Shadow first joined WinterClan she was pure-white, her fur bleached from an endless time of wandering in the sun. As she stayed in her new home, though, her fur returned to its original color. Pitch black. Her sleek raven-colored fur has glints of red around her face, paws, and underside, and her fur is so sleek that if you catch her in JUST the right spot, it turns shades of greens and blues, just like a raven. You would’ve thought that her name should’ve been Raven, or something like that, but it isn’t. One reason; she is silent as a shadow. Swift as death. Deadly as nightshade. Just as her first namesake. Before Shadow joined WinterClan, she was a loner and had once held sympathy in her eyes. As a tiny kit Shadow, then named Shimmer, had to watch her family – parents, siblings younger and older, even her grandparents – get brutally slaughtered by a group of rogues. After that Shimmer ran until her legs fell from beneath her. For several moons she hid from other cats but that ended when she reached her fourth moon. Another kit, small but bigger than her tiny size, found her one day. Shimmer hid from the kit, as she did with every other cat, but not well enough. Eventually the kit found Shimmer and attacked. After a few heartbeats Shimmer ended in a pool of the kit’s blood. The last thing the kit cried before its eyes glazed over was, “StarClan, please tell my parents that Nightkit loved them very much.” Shimmer was shocked at this, not understanding it at all, but feeling regret for killing the helpless kit, she took its name. In her family it honored the dead to take their name so she now went by Nightkit.

Blackwidow
Rped by Hallow.Tree
This she-cat lives in the shadows in this land full of ice and snow. High in the tree tops, out down on earth, Blackwidow is not a cat you'd want on you're trail. Her pelt is as black as night, and her eyes are a strange, orangey-yellow that seem to beable to see into you're soul and uncover you're darkest secrets. Tail and slim, Blackwidow is a light-weight cat that can easily stalk her next victiom without them knowing untill her rams into them and her sharp fangs sink deep into their throat. Do not take her lack of muscles as a fact that she can't fight, for where she lacks in straughts, she thrives in agility and intelligence. Blackwidow never attacks head on without a knowledge of her victom, she will watch them from the shadows, taking in every important detail. Do you limp when you walk or do you have a wound she could reopen and use to her advantige. Then, without a single warning, like an angel of death, she will leap out, and will take the first opening to kill with out fear, hesitation or any form of guilt. Blackwidow enjoys killing, it makes her feel so powerful, takings ones life away, their is no better feeling to her than this. When at camp, Blackwidow almost never speaks, she is always in the shadows of camp, as far away from these fools as she can get, but when she does speak, her voice is as chilly as a frosty night. Blackwidow is not shy, that is another form of weakness, and Blackwidow hates seeing some cat shutter or cower away instead of speaking whats on their mind. What do they fear? Rejection? Of course they will always be rejected is they to not say their words. Blackwidow is never fearful of rejection, or anything else. But trust is another thing. Blackwidow trusts no one. Don't ask why, isn't it easy enough just to say that she has just always been that way? No? Well to bad! She will never reveal her past life to no one. You can beg her all you want, she will just tell you to get a life and stalk off. Love? Stupidity is anouther word for it Blackwidow always says, Stupidity, a destraction and anouther form of weakness. Blackwidow has felt what it has been like to be loved, but also has felt the ends of her loves claws. She has been fooled once by this horrable feeling, but never again. Her heart has frozen up, but then again, it may also melt, right? Nah, never gunna happen. Never. Ever. Ever. Blackwidow also has some kin running around lose, both cousins, one lives life as a blood-thirsty Rogue, witch brings great joy to her heart, Jagger and then a clan-cat who lives in FallClan, Fallingash, whom she finds shameful and wants nothing to do with that weakling.

Spiceheart
Rped by .:Vesper:.
Brave. Quick. A spice with no nice. She is the definition of an assasin and lives off her own mind. This she-cat is unperdictable, but that's what makes her so good at what she does. She does listen to the deputy, but only what is wanted to be completed. What she doesn't do is listen to exact orders when she feels as if it's leading her into a death trap. She has quick reactions and powerful muscles that ripple through her dark ginger pelt. She believes that to be stronger you have to practice every day, every hour, for when you aren't training someone else is and when you meet them in battle, they will defeat you. Living by her own rules, fighting on her own standards, this is Spiceheart. If you don't like her, leave. No really get out of here before she gets tired of your hate and your found dead in a river. She does have problems though, she may be a fantastic undefeated assasign but her blue eyes are blind. That's right, all cats she has to face have been defeated by a blind cat. She is also bipolar so one moment she'll be a sweet little angel, the next she'll be ripping throats out. There's one more thing, Spiceheart has two cats in her mind. The other one is a she-cat named Screamsoul. The cat is a voice in her head that can materialize into a black she-cat with forest green eyes that others can see, but only Spiceheart can hear her voice. The she-cats are close friends who help each other with missions and are hard to beat. Spiceheart believes that love and friendship only gets in the way so Screamsoul is her only friend. She is a great killer without mercy and she is sometimes called souless. This is Spiceheart, hear her roar.

Universalroar
Rped by em1234
A small brown tabby tom with green eyes. His paws are a crispy ginger-brown, while his tail is tipped with black. Universalroar is one of those cats who is too interested in other cats' buisness. Curious, nosy and perceptive, Universalroar likes to solve "mysteries" like "Who ate the last fresh-kill piece?" Known for being a snooper, Universalroar is avoided at all costs. Can be decieving, persuasive and straight forwards. Often alone, but isn't neccessarily unsocial. He likes to interview his clan mates, although many would call him annoying and clingy. Wants to know more about the outside world and the other clans. He is ambitious and dreams large, and hopes to one day visit the tribe or renegade regime. His mother died recently, but thinks of it as fate. He does ask questions about StarClan at times because he is a very faint believer. Doesn't trust anyone without proof and evidence. His curiousity often gets the best of him, and sometimes he wanders out of camp by accident. He connects the dots and completes the puzzle. Universalroar.

Moonsoul
Rped by Frostheart777
Claws clash fangs bared, eyes narrowed. Heart beating! Paws racing...Ears flattened, fur bristled! Moonsoul's heart beats with power, endurance, and loyalty. He fights, his claws always unsheathed ready to protect his leader. His loyalty is undying living on forever in his soul. His icy blue eyes, distract enemys, blinding them. Not physiscly but mentally. His eyes are like a black hole sucking in everything thing that looks at him. His pelt a dark golden color with black dapples. His fangs are sharper then thorns ready to pierce the throats of those who hurt his leader. He gives no mercy to those who hurt his leader. To him they don't deserve to live. His cold stare can be spine chilling. But look beyond that cold gaze and you shall find peace and warmth, sympathy and mercy. He is always ready and on guard, in battle he's always the first to attack and protect his leader. Beware for if you touch THis tom you will regret it. And don't even think of hurting his leader, because you will be dead within hours. Good day, my fellow warriors.

/~Rescue Team~\

Consists of a head and apprentice. When harsh weather strikes, they go out to make sure no one is stuck out there

Laconickill
Roleplayed by Ashenfate
Some may wonder the meaning of this she-cat's name. Laconic means short, or to the point. Her name means a short kill. This onyx colored she-cat is not large, or muscled, but rather small and lithe. Her small form makes it easy for her to complete her tasks as a member of the Rescue Team. Her ice colored eyes seem to glow as cats see her. She is nor quiet, nor loud. She is not talkative, nor is she antisocial. This she-cat can sometimes become easily frustrated, depending upon the situation. But she is easy going at most times, and quick to react.

Goldenpaw(pool)
Rp'd by Raspberrycrisp
Happinness, that seems to be what golden means, love? It sure looks like it. This petite golden she-cat May look small and useless but she has the heart of a lion which has carried her through her whole life. She is proud, such a proud cat. She holds her slight head high and her tail never sweeps the ground. Is that what cats think of her?? She hopes not. Goldenpool is proud and she does have the heart of a lion but not to the extent that her tail never touches the ground. She is proud in a way that she is proud of her clanmates, and would die to save anyone of them. She has always been close to her friends, but not inly is that becuase she loves them, but the family in her life is nill. When she was a kit she lost her mother to a blizzard and being an only kit that left her alone im the nursery, not even an apprentice. She vowed, the day she became an apprentice,'to work harder than any other cat and never let her clan fall to their death by a blizzard. She trained harder and harder, pushing herself harder to help herself save her clan from all the danger that living in WinterClan can bring. She was happymof the outcome of pushing to reach her potential and her lithe, petite body structure never held her back. She has given her life to her clan and the outcome has been everything she could have ever dreamed.

/~Warriors~\

Froststorm

Rped by The.Beatles.
Froststorm is a silver tom cat with blue eyes and faint gray stripes. He is a good, strong fighter as well as a hunter. Froststorm enjoys being around his Clan-mates. His mate is Mooneyes. He remembers meeting her when she was a rogue and encouraged her to join Winterclan. His mate had five kits, and Froststorm still thinks of them as his own, even though they have a different father. He still loves Mooneyes though. Froststorm is very loyal to his Clan and wishes to be leader when the time comes.
Apprentice:

Stitchedinsanity
Rped by *Bakuraluvr4evr*
An eye twitch can simply pass as a sign of irritation, a cackle thought of as an inner joke and an unnatural sense of curiosity simply "them being them", though they can all be signs for something else. Madness or insanity, a couple of words to describe this state of mind. With a rather high case of it, this tom still tries to keep it compressed, under lock and key, though it still has a way of slipping out, like the secret you swore you'd never say aloud. With silver-gray fur that almost looks white and decorated with darker splotches, ticked with black to where they almost look sewn on, earning a part of his name. Top it all off with a silver ring that's pierced into and around the base of his left ear and dark yellow-green eyes and you end up with this odd tom. Even with the harsh attitudes Winterclan is used to, Stitchedinsanity is somewhat of a special case. If you ever find another cat like him, than look to the sky and watch bears fly. A tom of knowledge and experimentation, he views everyone and everything as a potential test subject, including himself. He has an unnatural love of ripping into almost anything and to dissect them, learning more about them before stitching them back together with his vast knowledge of herbs. This trait has made even the coldest warrior wary of him. Those who think they don't have to worry since they are superior fighters had better take another look. Long legs and a muscular build makes him a strong opponent, along with the multiple fighting tactics he has learned over the moons of his life. Now, no one was safe, not even the leader and deputy. While he typically respects those above him, he finds Scryingstar's "abilities" as ridiculous and unnatural, though he wouldn't say it out loud. Anyway, on top of this interest, he is very sadistic with smiles filled with dark intentions. this sadist part of him is shown in his fighting style and even in everyday life, kidding with victims if he switched their paws while asleep. He suffers from dormant insanity, which was more obvious in his younger years, though it doesn't take a lot to awaken it from it's slumber. He is very sensitive to it and once he goes insane, his personality dramatically changes, from being inquisitive and curious to not caring about anything. He struggles with it, keeping it under lock and key, but it's put under stress by the Winterclan way of life. He's a hard cat to read, though emotionally, there's not a lot to him. He's normally alone and would rather spend his time training by himself or experimenting rather than socializing or training an apprentice. It's also been said that he has no love i him, which is stressed more when he can't understand or even feel deep emotions other than the need to dissect whatever interests him or what irritates him. This tendency seems to be more destructive or psychotic and helps further explain his madness. Moral bankruptcy is also in him, though he isn't as bad as he used to be. When young, he was a rogue who no one wanted to run into. Morally bankrupt and with nothing to loose, his ability of dissection and natural great fighting abilities quickly got him a reputation. However, he met a tom by the name of Spirit who seemed to want to give him a chance. Stitchedinsanity took advantage of the tom and used him as his prime experiment for at least five moons before Spirit's mate realized what was going on. Stitchedinsanity never saw Spirit again, who was now terrified of him. The only thing that Stitchedinsanity was sad about was that he would never be able to finish his experiment. Over the next couple of moons, a transformation came over the cold tom. He warmed up ever so slightly, where he is sometimes kind and compassionate, though he had no one to see this new side of him, so it stayed hidden. One day, he was trespassing when he ran into Asterstar, then Asterdestiny, and was thrown into a fight. Evenly matched, Asterstar is impressed and offers the chance to join Winterclan. Being a rogue had it's pros, but there were always it's cons. Besides, he had nothing to loose. So, he quickly took up the deputy's offer, who quickly came up with the name Stitchedinsanity after getting to know him more. His exact rogue name has never been revealed and probably never will. Compassion from him is still a rare thing, but at least he isn't as numb as most of the Clan thinks.
Apprentice:

Mistyeyes
Rped by Love.Is.Forever
An elegant all black she-cat with misty gray eyes that shine even in the blackest of nights. She is icy cold, but nevertheless, all she wants is kits with a tom who will love her for who she is. She always was a loud one. She just likes to talk and talk and talk. She is also ready to defend the things she loves. but inside, deep down in the ice cold heart, is a tiny flame. Maybe you might reach it one day, if you try hard enough.
Apprentice:

Furzedreamer
Rped by *Bakuraluvr4evr*
A tom that could remind you of a lion, but is anything but. He's a golden brown tabby tom with moon white paws and a splash on his chest. His eyes were dipped in roses, making them a brilliant shade of pink. If anything, you could call him an air head. Most of the time, he's spacing out, thinking of various things. He has big plans and always plans on achieving them. He isn't much of a talker, but will talk if necessary. He keeps to himself, but wants someone he can open up to and tell his dreams about. He doesn't feel like he fits in anywhere and doesn't change his mind easily. He hates fighting and would rather talk things over. However, if you mess with anything or anyone he loves, he won't show mercy. After the freezing of Winterclan's hearts, Furzedreamer was one of many that felt it. Now plagued by the evil spirit of his father, Aldertail, he's much more vicious than before and seems to be heading closer and closer to the edge before he snaps. Nothing seems to get rid of Aldertail, but Furzedreamer is still trying to fight, though if may all be in vain.
Apprentice: Firepaw

Promiscuousemotions
Rped by Love.Is.Forever
A brown, white, ginger, and black calico she cat with bright brown eyes. Promiscuous: Irregular, Haphazard. Emotions: Feelings. Yep, Promicuousemotions' mood is always rapidly changing. She was named Promiscuouskit by her calico fur which looks like different pelt thrown together. As she aged, her mood was noticeably different. She was born into Winterclan right as they were changing from nice to evil. She quickly adapted the cold attitudes of her clan-mates. She always seems to talk in questions. She wanted kits from when she was an apprentice. She loved the idea of being a mother and raising her own litter with her mate. So of course she wants a mate too. One she can trust not to tell her secrets, and love her. She loves to take walks through the snowy territory of Winterclan and climb in trees to catch squirrels and birds.
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Lunarmidnight
Rped by WindSpirit555
A pitch black she-cat with a thick pelt. Eyes are a nice forest of green that shine with a chilled kindness. She is a very hard worker that learns quickly. She is great when it comes to hunting, but has to improve on her battle skills. Throughout the morning 'till sundown, she is showing her chilly side. But when the moon is out and she can hide herself from her enemies, the playful side of her comes out and she starts to have some fun. She padded off at around 7 moons old from her loner mother and learned how to hunt better by herself. Apprentice: Forgottenpaw

Robinbliss
Rped by .:MidnightFrost:.
A grey ghost darting across the frozen land, a shadow that follows you everywhere and nowhere at the same time. You catch a glimpse out of the corner of your eyes, a grey apparition with blue eyes, but when you turn she is gone. You stop and think, was she even there? If so who is she? Robinbliss a cat of mystery, as anonymous as the wind, but sweet as a frost berry she so loves. Where did she come from, where is she going, and just plain where is she? Life has not been kind to her, a former kittypet, then loner, she survived on the waste land of the tundra, alone. Alone, till Winterclan came along. There journey to their new home took them through the tundra she called home and she followed curious about these cats with strange names, her own being Robin, one she kept from her days as a kittypet. She trailed after them, curiosity was her greatest downfall after all, and stayed undiscovered for quite a while till one day she got careless letting them get down wind of her. One called Steelember found her, one of the Shard, she feared for her life. But someone must have been looking after her that day because he didn’t kill her on spot he let her explain that she wanted to join and that was why she was following the group. She was lucky they let her join and that changed her life. She now prowls the icy tundra like she was born there, and you would see that, if you see her at all.
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Memorieslost
Rped by Love.Is.Forever
Night is terrifying enough without the knowledge of this she-cat out there with you. Pure black camoflauges with the starless sky. A weight drops onto you. You smile up into bright purple eyes, realizing it's just Memorieslost. She is usually in a so-so mood. She came from the Tribe, after her and her sister were thrown out by their mother. Her sister is Crystallinewonder. They are very close and hate to be apart for long. In a fight, she is fierce, but she is terrible at hunting.
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Phantomlegacy
Rped by Amberflame
Her beautiful amber pelt practically glows in contrast to the the snow. It covers everything but her stomach, which is more of a cherry wood kind of hue. Her captivating eyes possess every fleck of color ranging from lilac to ocean blue; another inviting element of this she-cat. Her purpose is simple. To lure an opposing cat into her, and keep them there long enough to leech every drop of knowledge for them, very much like a spy. Being a vampire of knowledge requires a lovable personality, which she also has. Phantomlegacy is her name. She's a major flirt, a player, even. But that's only half of her job. The other half requires a different kind of lust. Bloodlust. It requires the qualities of a killer: stealth, cleanliness, and perfection. All are stored within her. Recruited by Lynxspirit, she is the perfect addition to this chilly Clan. Her brain is just as sharp as her claws, and it shows. She has an easy time keeping her temper, and a curious wiseness is portrayed in her eyes. She gets along well with the cats WinterClan, coaxing them into thinking the way she wants them to. She isn't the best at hunting, but that's alright with her, considering the fact the she spits at the very thought of lifting a claw to kill anything other than a cat.
Apprentice: Snowpaw

Nightdapple
Rped by .:FantasyRose:.
A swift shadow dances off of the trees casting an eerie shadow over you, but don't be afraid. Nightdapple is far from mean or dangerous. Jet-black fur, as soft as a kittens and sea blue eyes that glitter like the stars. Although she is quite small for a warrior, she makes up for strength in speed and cleverness. She is very fond of kits and wishes to have her own someday with a tom she loves. She hardly declines an invitation to a patrol or hunting party, because she finds spending time with her clanmates and providing for the clan to be fun and important. She has a hopeful dream that someday maybe, all clans can live in peace and tranquility.
Apprentice: Runningpaw

Dragonblitz
Rped by Paranormalseduction
Slash. Gash. Terror. You know this cat is trouble. Dragonblitz is a very dark gray cat with white paws. He has orange eyes that blaze in the light. But he isn't just handsome. No, he is very large, probably one of the biggest cats in the forest. Thouh he is not fat or anything like that. In fact, he is well muscled. His shoulders are well rounded, standing out a little. While his tail is long and fluffy at the tip. Dtagonblitze is the type of cat that it very silent. He never talks unless needed. But that doesn't mean he isn't opinionated. In fact, he speaks his mind a lot, often in short sentences that takes a strong mind to understand. But he isn't to be thought of as someone who thinks he is better than everyone else. In fact, he places everyone at the same level, unless they have done something wrong. Dragonblitz wants to change his life to be a more vibrant cat. He doesn't care for being quiet all the time, but he has a hard time opening up to others.
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Raccoonswirl
Rped by Paranormalseduction
Raccoonswirl is a white cat who has an oddly ringed black tail. Her eyes are a ghostly white-gray, lined by thick black markings. She looks almost looks like she isn't alive, very much like she is a ghost of a cat who once was. But her personality sure isn't that way. Raccoonswirl is very energetic and fun-loving. Though she can seem shy and quiet at first to newcomers. But once she warms up to someone, she opens her heart to them. And that is how it works with her. Raccoonswirl used to be a rogue. She was born to a she-cat with a litter of dead kittens, except for her. But her mother mistaked her for being dead like her siblings. So, with a heavy heart, her mother committed suicide right there. An elderly cat had discovered Racoonswirl, the only alive cat. She had taken her to the Clans, where she grew up to be a warrior. She loves her life now.
Apprentice: Amazonpaw

Frayedfur
Rped by stelzibelz
Frayedfur has a snowy white belly underneath her mane of ginger, brown and black fluffy fur. She has Mooney blue eyes and long straight whiskers. She would love a mate and kits. She likes to spend her time in the nursery playing with other's kits. Sis quite good at hunting and loves to do so. Her main aspect in life is to protect and love her Clan, even the ones she doesn't necessarily get along with. She would protect her Clan with her life.
Apprentice: Dangerpaw

Suffocatingsulfur
Rped by єυρhσяια
A blue-gray tabby tom with faint stripes that gradually darken and make his tail resemble a raccoon's. His eyes are sharp as an eagle's, and a vivid green. He is really into she-cats, and practically obsesses over them. He is the cat equivalent of a pervert, unfortunately, and is very confident with she-cats, and out-going in general. He sometimes makes weird comments that he hopes will attract she-cats but ends up repelling them, and he is pretty much socially inadequate. He may end up having multiple mates and kits that he probably won't ever acknowledge, which is a pity. He is selfish and only thinks of others when they effect him in some way. He isn't too smart, except for when it comes to romance. Some she-cats may fall for him based on his sense of romance, but it would be a mistake. Maybe he is really just afraid to get into a real, true relationship because of past events, but he does not show any sign of this and even if true, it is no excuse to be as he is.
Apprentice: Madpaw

Shiverstep
Rped by mistypaw1
Beaten. Thrown out. Tortured. This tom is all that. No one ever loved him ever since his eye was tooken out. How you ask? Well, it is quite sad actually. Beyond all the clans he lived in another clan, like these ones but different. They were called Healthclan. The leader was very abusive, and always beating his clan up when they enterupteded him. But this happened when he was just a kit. One day, the leader, ripped his eye out, only leaving one. And the clan could not have weakness, so they abandoned all deformed kits if they had somthing wrong with them when they were born. But instead, he was made a malchd. Malchds are deformed kits that are cursed from there birth. Shiverstep had always seeked revenge, and one day he did. The leader was sleeping, he snuck up on him and ripped his throat out, he lived though. He then ran away seeking nicer clans. He came upon Winterclan as a warrior and stayed there. He now has a home, where his sleek silver fur will not shine with blood and his eyes will not glow with hatred. Shiverstep is a nice cat, always trying to help and is great at fighting and hunting. His long claws and razor sharp teeth make him the perfect killing machine. But no cats seem to understand his life untill they heard it, but as he lives his life, he always has lonelyness tugging at his pelt. He needs someone...
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Tragiclife
Rped by Archerkit
Alone. Alone for the rest of your life. Flooded in all the salty tears that have streamed down your face. Your family is gone. No one is there to care for you, no one to love you. The pain that constantly follows you around. No one knows this feeling like Tragiclife. Her mother died in a fire. Her father committed suicide. Her sister was kidnapped. Her brother turned evil and went to the Dark Forest. Her other brother wandered off at 3 moons of age. Her best friend was murdered. She tried to save her best friend, Unseendanger's sister Unknownlove killed Unseendanger. Tragiclife had jumped in and managed to kill Unknownlove, but couldn't save Unseendanger. She cried for days. Then, somehing inside of her snapped. Her eyes turned from a luscious green to a vicious, piercing icy blue. Blood red stripes weaved into her creamy white fur that has black streaks that form like mist. Tragiclife defeats cats two different ways. One is to take away as many family members as possible. The other is to give a false sense of security. The secret strategy is to coax them toward suicide. She fights with words rather than claws, but don't underestimate her strength. Her claws are extra long and her teeth are extra sharp. She is extremely small and swift. but remember, looks are decieving. Her strength is double her size. Overall, she is sweet to her Clanmates and her mate, which she does not have. She loves kits and wants some of her own one day. Her motto is "Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer." Apprentice: Heartlesspaw

Duckleap
Rped by Nightdream14
A dark grey tom with a long striped tail. He has soft amber eyes and a nicked ear. Duckleap is a strange cat. He likes to be alone. The only cat he likes to be around a lot is Pricklepatch. Many cats joke that they're mates, but they're not. Pricklepatch is his friend and he loves her like a sister, but no more than that. Both Pricklepatch and him were brought from another Clan when their mothers, who were lifelong friends, were killed. Their fathers wanted nothing more to do with the kits. So, ths two friends were cast out until they made their way here. Duckleap is your average warrior. Good at fighting and hunting, but what he is really great at is melting into the shadows. Duckleap ens never been a talker and he doubt he'll ever be. Maybe one day, some she-cat will help him out of his shell, but until then he'll live his life alone.
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Pricklepatch
Rped by Nightdream14
A light brown tabby with big green eyes. Pricklepatch is always happy and kind. She doesn't seem to find fault in anyone, not even her overly-anxious friend Duckleap. Pricklepatch is a good hunter and fighter. As a kit, her mother died and her father sent her away, the same happened to Duckleap, so they traveled here together. There has never been more than a bond of friendship between the cats and they'll never be more. Pricklepatch is captivating in her personality. It draws you in and keeps you with her. She makes friends easily and fits into the Clan perfectly. Pricklepatch plans on spending her life serving her Clan, but she hopes for a family of her own one day.
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Lionferocity
Rped by Love.Is.Forever
Short golden fur stretched over well defined muscles ruffles in the bitter wind. Bright emerald eyes express very little emotion. Lionferocity didn't always live in Winterclan. He came as an injured rogue, defiant of the fact that he was dying and needed a lot of help. But soon, the idea of having someone there to talk to or take care of him enticed him and he asked to join the clan as a full warrior. Lionferocity loves to fight in battles and hunt, for he is very good at the things he does. He doesn't really like the mushy feelings, they kinda disgust him actually. But deep inside, he knows that if he finds the right she-cat, one day, he knows that he can break through his thick social shell, he might change his ways for her.
Apprentice: Remembrancepaw

Wynterbone
Rped by Euphrates≈
A flash of white, a shriek, suddenly, the snow is splattered with a red liquid. Uh oh, run! Wynterbone is a trained assassin for WinterClan. He was trained to be silently, swift, and to go unnoticed, no matter the circumstances. The white tom used to be a Frozen, before secretly falling in love with a SunClan she-cat, Midnightsun, he wasn't banished, due to his liability to the Clan's Battle Aid. He was demoted as Frozen, and punished further, he was gratefully that he was not banished, but refused to stop seeing Midnightsun. They had the most passionate romance, he would risk his life for her, without even thinking secondly about it. He was born into a family of only two, his parents and him. He had a still born sister, Eclipsekit. His heart broke, at such a young age. He felt closer sadness and anguish than happiness and joy, as a kit should have had. When others his age were playing, he was in the den usually crying or having a nightmare. Through his torture of his sister's death, he managed to be stronger than before. Still to this day, he loves his passed sibling. Wynterbone was never a very mushy cat until he met Midnightsun, some how, she changed him. He says she reminds him of Eclipsekit. He is loyal, and a honorable cat, fighting for his Clan. Yet he still searches for his future destiny...
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Aspenbreeze
Rped by Euphrates≈
Crack, snap, crack, snap. You hear this in the middle of the woods. At night. All alone. In the dark. You start to panic, your heart is beating so fast that you have to put a paw over it, to make sure it doesn't fall out. "Hey, calm down, it's just me" you think, Who is Me? Aspenbreeze emerges from the shadows, smiling brightly. You feel so stupid and want to kick yourself for thinking that a cat like Aspenbreeze would kill you. This silver and brownish tom is one of those cats that begins a slow motion love story when he approaches. His ice blue eyes are a book, just waiting to be read, you can tell allot about a cat by their eyes. With some you can see pain, others; serenity. But Aspenbreeze's eyes show sadness, but joy at the same time. You see, Aspenbreeze's parents died when he was just an Apprentice, leaving him, the oldest to take care of his two siblings, Shattedpaw and Rhymepaw, all though most of the time, Rhymepaw refused his help. Aspenbreeze has waited what feels like a thousand years to feel free from his bonds, that were shackling him to the ground. He is now fathered by Asterstar, and Rhyme{paw} hates him, because they had a big war in their past against their adopted parents. Asterstar use to hate kits until he brought in Aspenbreeze, now, not so much. Aspenbreeze loves his Clan, but he feels like in a way, his family in past has let them down. He tries very hard to not let down WinterClan. He is looking for a mate, hoping to soon find one and have kits, like his parents did. But he \will not/ let them down and pass away. Aspenbreeze is determined and strong, not to mention also strong willed. He hopes to be the best, like his father was.
Apprentice: Greenpaw

Silvercloud
Rped by .:Owlfeather:.
A petite long haired she-cat with amber colored eyes. Her fur is silver with white tips that give her a cloudy appearance. Her name comes from her looks, which is a bit unusual. Her skills are not perfect, but she's both a great hunter and fighter. Soft spoken and caring, she always helps her Clan-mates out. But that doesn't mean she can't get tough or mean. Silvercloud has a bit of a short temper and getting on her bad side is never a good idea if you want to keep yourself whole. Regardless of that, this she-cat isn't as heartless as her Clan-mates. She can be a bit naive and innocent, but if you try to play her for a fool, she will tear you to shreads in a matter of seconds.
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Snowcrystal
Rped by rivertailwolfgirl
A white she-cat with ice blue eyes. Her heart and attitude are just as cold as her name, and just as beautiful. But beneath her layer of coldness, there is a longing for a friend. She is fiercely loyal to her Clan and doesn't hesitate to unsheathe her claws. Her favorite season is obviously leaf-bare. She is one of the better hunters in the Clan.
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Blazeflame
Rped by ~Silverstorm
Sitting quietly alone in the middle of camp, thinking. That is not a position you would expect a cat named Blazeflame to be in, but Blazeflame is not wild or untameable or even boissterous. He is a calm, gentle cat, who enjoys things like solitary walks and watching rivers run their course. That's just how he is. Many cats make the mistake of thinking he is a pacifist and would avoid a fight if he could. He is not. Blazeflame prefers the peaceful way out, but once a battle has started, he is perfectly capable of clawing cats' ears off. He would never go against his clan leader or anything like that either. He is a loyal cat who puts his clan before anything else. Blazeflame is looking for a mate. He has padded after several she-cats in the past, all who cruelly rejected him. He is now very cautious and wary around she-cats because he knows how easy it is for them to break his already fragile heart. If it breaks again, he is not likely to recover from it and he knows this, although he doesn't want to hurt anyone. Blazeflame was named by his mother for his bright ginger pelt and dark amber eyes. His was named by his leader because he was thought to be contained and rule abiding. Many cats want to see him fully spread his wings and find what he is good at. Challenge something. Live. For it is the opinion of many cats that Blazeflame is not doing as well for himself as he could easily be. One of the cats with this opinion is Blazeflame himself. But he has no idea how to do better.
Apprentice: Sanepaw

Blazeheart
Rped by catlvr32
A tough tom with a dark brown pelt. His ambitious heart and aggressivness can only be tamed by his mate, Oceanbreeze. She has just told him that she is expecting kits and he is so excited. Growing up, his parents never payed attention to him, they only cared about his sister. He is a great fighter and an ambitious hunter. He hopes to one day become leader. He loves his mate with all his heart and would never try to hurt her. He would give his life to save her's if he had to.
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Nightmare
Rped by .::MadHatter::.
A dark black tom. He is large and muscular. Nightmare has light sparkly eyes that could be passed as diamonds. He is a great fighter and trainer, though some of his battle moves are only used to kill a cat. Nightmare is a well-suited hunter, but he isn't the best hunter. He has a great sense of smell and sharp eyesight. Nightmare has a quick temper like his son Madkit. Nightmare has a dark horrendous past. It all began when he was a kit. He was just a little kit when he was born into a clan titled Ashclan. He didn't like any cat in Ashclan. When he was an apprentice, another apprentice tried to argue with him. But, the apprentice made him angry, Nightmare having a quick temper and all, and he killed the apprentice. He felt terrible for what he had done, but he also felt good. Nightmare was banished from Ashclan and was never seen again. About 10 moons after he was banished, Nightmare seduced a young she-cat named Jade. Jade had a litter of three kits. Jade's parents didn't like Nightmare, so they tried to murder him. But Nightmare killed them instead. Nightmare felt urged to leave Jade, but he wouldn't leave without Madkit, since Madkit was his favorite. So, he kidnapped Madkit the same night. Madkit knew what was happening, but he was excited to get away from his mother and siblings. Nightmare ran to Winterclan territory and begged them to let him be apart of Winterclan. Nightmare earned his respect with Winterclan and has shown that he is a great tom that Winterclan can use. Nightmare is now a loyal happy tom who looks for a mate and possibly more kits.
Apprentice: Neferetipaw

Frostblaze
Rped by BluestarRocks!
A flash of blue or green is usually the first -and sometimes last- thing you see of this mysterious and reserved she-cat. Ever since she first met Asterstar, her leader, she's been in love. She's very self-conscious and is always considering she's too ugly or too slow or too weak. She seems to always find fault in herself and most of the time, she's right. Frostblaze is a tall she-cat who /loves/ the cold of Winterclan - the reason why she joined Winterclan. There's also Asterstar... Frostblaze is very nervous around others and she never uttered a word since she left her birth-place until she met Asterstar. It was only a faint glimpse of this strong form one time she was patrolling her personal border and her first words in moons and moons was a purr. "I think I'm in love..." She always trailed off with her words, too nervous to ever speak for very long. But when she was denied as his mate for another cat, she moved on. She still trails off with her words, but she knows the right tom will someday come into her life. Her paws are pure black and are always silky and kitten soft. Her back is sprinkled with flecks of black raning from nearly invisible to the size of a mouse's head. She is very strong for a she-cat and her white tail is rust colored from the tip to about one-third of the way down. Frostblaze has good reason, though, for why she never speaks. As a child, her parents treated her horribly. They pushed her as far as she could go and if she stumbled, they would beat her horribly. She wished only to escape and she got that chance after an encounter with a fox. It broke her forepaw and her parents chased her away, claiming she was useless now. For many moons, she wandered alone until she found him, Thorn. A dark gray and orange tabby that understood her past. She had a litter of kits with Thorn, but three were killed before three moons, two from greencough and one to a fox. So she was left with a tom and sde-cat named Sanekit and Foxkit. A silver, black and white tom kit and a bright orange she-cat with a pointed nose and white patches. She loved both of them with all her heart, devestated when each of the other kits were stolen from her. As they traveled, they stumbled across Summerclan territory. Then Foxkit disappeared. Frostblaze was horrified, but continued on, until she met a patrol of Summerclan cats that same day. One carried Foxkit and she jumped to grab her daughter, but the Summerclan cats thought she was attacking and fought against Frostlaze, Thorn and Sanekit. When she finally escaped the Summerclan cats, she expected Thorn to be right behind her, but he wasn't. She had turned back so she could make sure, but ran the instant she reached the fight zone. All that was left were the bloody scattered remains of Thorn. Her beloved. After that, she went silent. She avoided every cat, afraid they'd be just as mean as the Summerclan cats. When she reached a suitable territory she -unknowingly- settled down right next door to the ruthless Winterclan. She spent many nights freezing cold and alone, beside her only remaining kit, Sanekit, missing the gentle warmth Thorn had given her. She was only eight moons old. Then she met Asterstar, only Asterpaw at the time. She decided to follow him to see where he came from. She wondered if they were like the Summerclan cats, but still decided to follow Asterpaw and, unfortunately, was captured by a Winterclan patrol. She was kept under strict surveilance and for a long time, she cringed away every time another cat approached her. She spoke a little, but not much. Then she joined. Her life in Winterclan had been uneventful until one night when she and six other she-cats spoke with Asterstar in turn. When she found out he chose another mate, she simply turned away and told herself another tom cat would come into her life someday and steal her heart, just as Thorn and Asterstar did. For now, she'll just wait.
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Poppysnow
Rped by cobwebpaw
Flakes of icy snow float to the ground. Through it you see a dim silhouette. Tall. But not to tall. It's shadow falls just ahead of it, casting a grey quilt on the white forest flooring. It moves closer. Some kind of mammal. A fox? No a feline. The she-cat steps out into full view. No longer is she just a blend with the snow. Her pelt is a ruff grey, dappled with white flecks along her back and legs. Her muzzle is a dark grey along with the tip of her tail, backs of her ears and socks. She has a friendly expression. Her eyes are a bland grey; old and wise but full of power. As a kit she was mischievous, adventurous and spiteful. Poppykit. Learning to become a warrior seemed to mature her, teach her responsibilities. Poppypaw. In her prime she was a strong, quick, lethal warrior. She lived under the warrior code and, of course broke it at times; rules are meant to be broken, but was loyal and respectful. Poppysnow. She may be getting old but this queen still has a large dose of life left to live out to the full.
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Belleflame
Rped by *Bakuraluvr4evr*
A bit of a mystery, a bit out of place yet trying to live happily in the place she's in. Her pelt shines like the moon in it's opposite, the sun. It's silver highlights also enhance the dark shadows that lie across her pelt as well. Her eyes shimmer like the sun's light, sparkling with a bright sun yellow. She's a bit different, her parents being Eternalstar and Nightstar, both leaders of different things. She's also the youngest of her litter, her siblings being Lilackit and Duskkit. Of course, she makes sure to keep her father's identity a secret, not that it changes her opinion about the whole concept. While she thinks it's great to be the daughter of two leaders. it also makes her feel very different, like she's on the dark side of the moon. It bugs her whenever she thinks about it too much, so she tries to avoid the subject whenever possible. She keeps a smile on her face despite the feeling of being a swan among ducks. She intends on staying lit where her mother's light failed, to stay uplifting and positive even with her mother's and the whole Clan's, new depressed outlook. Where her mother's orange flame went out, her silver flame shall stay strong, even in the harshest of blizzards. However, there are always two sides to every moon. Very self-conscious, she is very proper in the way she acts and talks, not wanting anyone to have a bad opinion of her. I suppose that is her real problem, trying to stay on everyone's good side despite knowing she doesn't stand a very high chance of achieving that, especially with her most recent development of an odd yet high dislike of toms. It almost bugs her as much as her heritage, but she keeps going on in her very proper and frank manner.
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Coldwater
Rped by Nightdream14
A small white she-cat with watery blue eyes. Coldwater is aggressive and sometimes rude. She doesn't trust any cat, and she expects every cat to fail her. As a kit her father and mother fought to the death. They were both loners and her siblings died of cold. Another cattook her in and brought her up along with the queens son, Firefighter. Coldwater's old name was Hope, but she doesn't know what hope is. After she was rescued she changed her name to Snow, after the snow that stole her siblings life. When she was still a kit her adopted mother got sick, very sick. All the queen, who's name was Ripple, had time to do was get her and Firefighter, then called Flame, to safety. Outside the WinterClan camp Ripple told them both to pick new names. Flame chose Firekit and Snow chose Coldkit. The queen said her goodbyes and left, off to die alone. Her last words to them were, "you must complete your journey without me, my kits. May StarClan light your path, just remember I love you both. One day we'll bound through the skies together. goodbye my little leaders, my kits." Both her and Firefighter often talk about Ripple, and what she meant to them. Firefighter is the one in this world she trusts, and tells him that her heart is a cold as her name. But slowly, oh so slowly, WinterClan is melting her heart. She loves Firefighter like a brother, and she'll always love Ripple. One day, if she can learn to love more cats, she'll have a family of her own. Her oldest daughter will be named Ripplekit after her adopted mother. Apprentice:

Glacierpeak
Rped by Amberflame
A medium-sized smoke-colored tom with captivating, curious eyes. Eyes that reflect his abuse, his heart, and all at the same time portray his calm, humorous nature. His sarcastic demeanor is that of a cackling hyena, often dry and harsh. Only rarely does another cat catch that glimmer of good nature, a small scrap of hope that trust between he and another still has a chance. He is truly a diamond in the rough, and the presence of love in his life could expose his real personality. Before WinterClan, he lived a life of torture. His mother loved him and his siblings very much, but no cat can stay in one place forever. His father returned from a journey to seek out better hunting grounds, healing his mother's broken heart. Soon after, she left with him, wishing her now-apprentice-aged kits luck and prosperity. The then-Glacier set out, searching for a more meaningful, and less lonely life, which he temporarily found with a band of rough rogues. He fought his way in, and fought his way out to say the least. His body was salvaged, but not by much; his left ear was filled with nicks, his tail is kinked in the end(which he wasn't born with), multiple burn marks about his stomach, and a back covered in scars. As he progressed into adulthood, the process repeated itself multiple times. Soon enough, his trust for others was depleted, and when he first found WinterClan, Glacier was hostile, but after scouting the group for a bit, he decided he wanted to be a part of their little group, and spoke with Asterstar about his entrance. He was reluctantly accepted, and has since worked hard to prove his everlasting gratitude and loyalty.
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Glacierfreeze
Rped by Hollyfeather212.
A broad shouldered, powerful, long-haired silver/white tom with deep blue, eyes.Unlike his stealthy appearance, he is quite friendly and cool with others.His calm nature makes him popular with the clan, and many admire his strength and bravery, a good role-model for future and young warriors.He is very noble, and never once has broken the warrior code.What makes him bristle and his fur bristle is blood-shed.He came close as an apprentice to killing another clan apprentice during battle, shocked, he managed to back off, terrified by his abrupt and vicous actions.Terror strickened still, his mentor, Vineclaw, easily coped him back into training once more.Glacierfreeze is not hostile, however, get on his bad side and your liable to see that side, since this never aphrases him at all, but he's a hood warrior through and through.

Sutcliffe
Rped by Shyfyre
"There is a curious and unexplained lull in Sutcliffe's criminal activities... no reason to think he committed any further murderous assaults within that period... difficult to conceive of circumstances in which one cat could account for so many victims...” Some of the last words uttered by this tom’s old clan before he ran away into hiding. Running deep into valleys and high up mountains where he stopped. The snowy fields gave him away to all, prey, hunters, and even other cats, his black ticked, deep russet, yet bright red coat sticking clean out from the vast white expanses. His bright greenish yellow, extremely near-sighted, eyes have a clear feeling of insanity shining through them, as he often talks of past subjects, even testing his luck on other cats, speaking in rhymes, mysterious phrases simply rolling of his tongue. He recites his own words, never copying those of another, condoning himself by phrases misleading, “Poor Old Oldfield, Worked in a cold-field. Hobson has no choice, misled by a voice. Release of Drury, Arouses Fury. Bradford Was not Me, just you wait and see. For Sheffeild will not be missed, next on the list...” A creator of confusion, the tom is a distinct killer, for his claws, much like his tongue, are sharp indeed. An extremely smart cat, and known sadist, relating with the dark forest and it's dark motives, Peter, often referred to as Sutcliffe by most everyone, knows what he is doing, and also how to get away with it. For, in fact, what your crime is does not matter as long as you know the right people. He hears voices in his head, telling him to murder, abuse, destroy, and has been notified by all that the tom suffers from schizophrenia. Chased from his home, for various reasons, one being a troubled past in which the root of his evil comes from, mixed feelings of toms, for which he holds a deep place in his heart, where there should be she-cats, and the tom has been ridiculed, frowned upon, and abused by his peers, his entire life, killing all the way through it. The murderer of thirteen and charged for assault of seven more the tom is dangerous, mysterious as well. Exotic beyond all belief he keeps a single hoop in his ear, silver and encrusted with various markings that have been engraved in it over many generations, and perhaps even more to come. As he left his clan before, leaving them all in destress with his last words. Words of confession, of warning, “I'm Jack. I see you're having no luck catching me. I have the greatest respect for you, George, but Lord, you're no nearer catching me now than four years ago when I started.”

Majesticlegion
Rped by Frostheart77
Waves of rage fall on those who doeth evil. Drops of water like tears fall to the depth of your heart until it reaches the brim and overflows. Yes, Rage, like a raging dragon burning it's victim to a crisp with its hot burning breathe. Rage yet seeks a victim to torture until there is no longer life in the poor creature. Yet a miracle can overcome rage, it is very unlikely, love can overcome anger. But no! Not with this raging soul within this hate filled Tom. A pelt so fiery orange. His eyes are the lightest green. His past was cruel, it's not likely that many cats could go through such a horrendous past.

YarrowHolly
RPed by: WindSpirit555
Small, Gentle, and Fierce. Those are the words that describe this she cat. YarrowHolly is a small white and gray cat. Her ice blue eyes speak one thousand words in one glance. She is gentle with a maniacal side that no one should witness. She loves to roam in the snow and hunt in it. She's quiet most of the time. She likes to prove her point even if she knows she has lost it.

YewIris
RPed by WindSpirit555
YewIris is a tall lanky white tom. He is laid back and loves the cold. He puts up with his sister with out an effort. He has deep blue eyes that no one can tell whats in them. He likes to train and get stronger. He likes to keep to himself around people he does not know. Underneath the hard shell of his he has a soft gentle side that everyone could learn to love.

Florarose
Rped by: Nightdream14
Part one. The first of three in a three-part harmony. The mouth piece. But very much independent of her limbs. When you see her you think she is unique, with her auburn colored fur and liquid green eyes the color of morning leaves. Her beautiful fur ripples down her slender build and her tail flicks with constant interest. Seeing her breaks your heart and fills you up all at once. You look at her and see nothing but a perfectly unique cat. Until you meet her siblings. Both her sisters have identical fur colors as her and the same liquid green eyes. But that's where the similarities stop. Florarose talks with a natural charm, unmatched by either of her sisters. Her eyes reflect her every emotion, and when she laughs birds sing in reply. She isn't brilliant, though she is far from dumb. She just has a ditzy quality to her that makes her much more lovable. On her right ear there's a little white mark, further marking her as her own cat. Though she loves her sisters she feels as if her individuality was robbed. Out of the three siblings she is the most spirited, the most free of them all. Their story remains wrapped in mystery but her personality is as open as the flowers she was named for.

Faunarose
Rped by: Nightdream14
Part two. The second in a three-part harmony. Dependent on her limbs to function, though she is the brain. Her sister, Florarose, is the eye-catcher. They look the same, all three of them, what with their auburn fur and bright green eyes. But Faunarose had a black-tipped tail. Their differences surface in their personalities. Florarose is the talker, which explains why she receives the most attention. Faunarose is the silent thinker. And Meriwetherrose is the limbs, keeping the entire puzzle together. For Faunarose taking a back place in their lives fits her. She hates attention, only because Florarose loves it so much. Out of the three triplets Florarose and Faunarose bicker the most, though it always ends in good humor. For Faunarose life is a detached dream, she lives as the quiet mind behind this three-part harmony. No one knows the inward wildness that she tries to tame. The same wildness that earned her the name of all animals. Beware, if you can she through her quietness and intellectual abilities you'll see her, for the spirit she truly is.

Meriwetherrose
Rped by: Nightdream14
Part three. The last of the harmony. The most important, for without her there'd be only two, incomplete, pieces correct? Yet she is the most overlooked one. Cats catch onto Florarose's charm or Faunarose's intellect. No cat notices her, for the support she gives. The silent motivator. She is the copy of her sister, auburn fur with bright green eyes, she differs in appearance only by a grey paw. Their personalities spiral dramatically apart at this point. Meriwetherrose is the most morbid of the sisters, preferring a bit of darkness in her life, though she is far from evil. Meriwether also makes the important calls, for instance, one biological fall back in their same-minds structure, they are attracted to the same qualities in mates. Which leads to problems. So she decided for them: no mates. Not ever. Her sisters agreed, with much discussion from Florarose and some carefully structured suggestions from the mind of Faunarose. The three live as circles, completing the others. It's perfect- unless you want to be your own. As much as she loves her sisters she longs to be herself, one hundred percent Meriwetherrose, instead of 33% Meriwetherrose, 33% Florarose and 33% Faunarose.

Swangrace
Rped by Tremblingshiver
It has been said that her fur is as soft as the down of a swan, and this is true. Her fur is very soft and is always kept clean of dust and dirt. It is snow white, although her muzzle is black as night. Her pink nose along with her icey blue eyes make her inoncent and youthful features stand out. Her ears are very angular, and her tail is long and fluffy. This she-cat is full of curiousity, but also has a bubbly character about her. She is very social and isn't the kind to not speak what is on her mind. Her social and confident persona makes her very attractive and liked among the clan. She can make a friend out of almost anyone, and seems to rarely, if ever, have a temper. Though, she does seem to have a since of pride and loyalty to her clan and her family. She isn't a good liar, her eyes can easily give away her true emotions and she tends to stumble and get tongue-twisted when she lies. She is not of clan blood, but that doesn't seem to matter. Living in the clan her whole life, she feels as though it is home, and couldn't imagine a life without WinterClan or the warrior code. Her body has a small and lean trait to it. She is very quick on her feet and tends to do better at hunting then fighting. Though, she wouldn't hesitate to fight for her home to protect it until she takes her last breath.

Celestialshadow
Rped by .::SiLeNt_StArS::.
This blue-eyed beauty is also the most timid of she-cats. Her timid demeanor makes her appear cute, however she does not wish for the attention. She ends up hiding herself in a silver striped ball in any quiet place she may find. Celestialshadow is not one for violence. She is a peaceful cat that wants nothing more than peace, but even she knows that it is not possible. She keeps her mouth shut unless, spoken too and gets her duties done quickly. She is not an attention seeker so when the spotlight is on her she freezes up and begins to stutter. This is way she rarely speaks her opinion no matter how wrong she believes a cat is. At night sometimes, when sleep does not come to her, she can be found staring into the sky. The stars and moon calm her down and it is the only time you may here her beautiful voice, for she always asks the spirits above to help her whenever she is in need.

Heronflight
RPed by Secretkit
Gentle long-limbed white-and-grey she-warrior with pale blue eyes. Graceful and elegant, she was named for the proud way in which she stalks through the night and morning, and she earned the prefix 'flight' for her swoop-like gait, the way she seems to fly through the tall grass during the hunt. If you close your eyes a little, you could mistake her for that magnificent bird. Regal, she is proud and caring, with a mild sense of humor and a neverending passionate affection for her friends and family.

Pebblesplash
RPed by Secretkit
A pretty longhaired silver she-cat, with darker gray paws and stripes, and innocent blue eyes. A motherly character with a love for kits and elders, she prides herself on caring for those around her, and not taking precautions for her own safety. Would risk her life to save another, and consider it her life's greatest work. There's nothing she likes better than fresh carp from the river, and she can often be found there, either alone fishing, or teaching the kits how to swim.

Chestnuthawk
RPed by Secretkit
Fiery dark ginger she-cat, with honest, truthtelling brown eyes. However hard she tries to conceal it, her body language always gives her thoughts and feelings away, and she's appalled by that fact. Slender, lithe, and sleek, she's a great fighter like the hawk she was named for, and a quick learner and hunter. Love usually means naught to her, but as she is quick to fall for others, it is all she can do just to refrain from talking to toms. Quite a nervous she-cat, but altogether, a cute ball of fluff and giggles.

Mysteriouscoy
RPed by .:SiLeNt:FLaMeS:.
An orange Tom with black and white spots covering his pelt. His paws and ear tips are black. This Tom is extremely shy and tries to go about unnoticed. He can never keep a conversation without taking off and not coming back. He hasn't always been this way,but his past remains unknown.

Northernwind
Roleplayer: xxRinHakuroxx
Northernwind is a small, and sometimes vicious white tom with dark grey and black markings and a scar on his right side and left shoulder. His light teal eyes are always narrowed down into a point and he is as cold as the north wind as his name suggests. Northernwind has a short temper, but he has lots of patience, and he works very hard and his motive seems to be that if he finishes quickly, he can relax later. He is a brilliant leader in patrols, fights, or just normal duties around camp. Northernwind will not take any unnecessary drama, complaints, or back talk. He is an accepting cat, even though he never seems like one. Northernwind hates cats who make fun of those who are different and will defend them if necessary. Northernwind does this because he is usually joked about by many of the other cats as well as by his enemies. Despite these jokes, or perhaps because of them, Northernwind has developed a cold attitude toward most cats. Even though cats make jokes about him, he tolerates these jokes and goes on with his duties. Although he has shown anger towards jokes, he doesn't take action against whoever insulted him unless they are his enemies, but he never overreacts because of them. The only thing he can't tolerate is being called powerless. He's not a power hungry cat, but Nothernwind has worked very hard to get to where he is now and he has worked hard to create his reputation, so he gets angry when people say he is powerless. One thing is for sure; his size means nothing to him in a fight. In a fight with claws or words, he is not powerless.

Cougareyes
Rped by spottedleffan
She is a brown tabby and white she-cat with long legs and a short stumpy tail. Her eyes are like burning charcoal, a dark, deep amber color. She was born a rogue and had two sisters and a brother. Her brother had a dark, evil soul and killed her mother and both of her sisters, but luckily she got away. Fearful and scared, she wanted to leave her life and forget about it, bury everything in her memories. She became hopeful when she overheard some cats talking about WinterClan. She decided that she wanted to lead her life there and soon joined. She is very loyal and optimistic despite her past. She is also an extremely skilled fighter with an explosive temper that can be hard to control.

Shadowmist
Rped by xxserenity
This cat has been haunted tragedy for his entire life. Imagine, just for a moment, how it would feel like if your parents genuinely disliked you. Not that they were angry with you for a few moments because of something you did or didn't do, or something you did or didn't say - they just didn't like you because you existed. That is what Shadowmist's life is. He was born to two WinterClan cats, which you would expect, of course. But these two cats, his mother and father, they weren't in love. Why did they have kits then? Why were they mates? Shadowmist's father was in love with a SunClan cat, a young she-cat called Silverwing. Every Gathering he gazed at her, enraptured by her beauty, first in the crowd of SunClan cats, and then with the other co-deputies and deputies. But Silverwing had always told cats that she was not interested in getting a mate. She had always been too set upon her Clan to allow any distractions. One day, Shadowmist's father confessed to her he loved her. Silverwing was shocked, and repulsed. She told him coolly that she was never going to have a mate, and that she didn't love him - aside form anything else, he was a WinterClan cat. For the co-deputy of SunClan, her Clan was her life. Heartbroken, Shadowmist's father turned away from her, trying to forget her. He got another mate, a she-cat who had liked him for a long while. When she found out, just after she had borne his kit, that she was his second choice, she was heartbroken and enraged. She hated her child, Shadowkit. He was the son of the cat who had decieved her. Who she had believed loved her. After that, Shadowmist's life was one of sadness and loneliness. Suffocatingsulfur was his first friend, and he's always telling his friend to never, ever fall in love outside the Clan. His loneliness has made Shadowmist a bitter cat, a sad cat, an angry cat. Not someone to be messed with.

Creekcloud
RPed by Secretkit
The rest of the world can do whatever they like, for all he cares. This sharp grey furred tom has long ears and dark starbright blue eyes. Cares about things when he really needs to, and doesn't mind being left out of things, but if you insult him, you might as well guard yourself carefully, for things could suddenly go awfully wrong in your life. Loves to walk alone in the forest, and feels that others don't understand him. He doesn't have feelings for she-cats, but hopes that someday he'll be able to have a family of his own. An elite warrior physically and mentally, he is a great fighter and a superb hunter. Altogether a fully capable warrior, somewhat void of any fear, and nice to those who respect him.

Iceglass
Rped by:Mallowshine
A pure white, muscular, pretty she-cat with sliver stripes down her pelt and tail. Medium-sized crystal-like eyes that bore the same color as the sparkling ice. Swift, kind, and clever this cat will always surprise you. Iceglass is the bravest, cat you will ever met, she is a very daring cat who knows how to climb, swim, and sneak up with cats easily. Iceglass loves the beautiful, cold and white snow, she loves to romp around in snow during her free time. Hard-working and quiet, yet she always speaks her mind. Hopes to find another mate who will love her and protect her no matter what, because she will know that this mate will never betray her and run away from home.

Solargaze
RPed by: Mallowshine
Solargaze is a handsome short furred blue-silver tabby tom with sky-blue eyes and a sturdy, muscular build. He is deathly afraid of water and will never enter any water, but you will never find a more loyal friend than him. A extremely good fighter and is never afraid to speak his mind, brave-heart and attracts many of the she-cats. A swift runner and a compassionate speaker, who loves the feeling with the wind on his fur. Winter has always been his favorite, romping around in the snow and enjoying the winter winds. He hopes one day to find a mate who will always know what is right.

Spottedbranch
RPed By ZackyS
Small Calico tom cat with one leaf green eye and one brown eye. Because of his small size, Spottedbranch is often overlooked for important tasks, a fact of Clan life he had learned to cope with. But being small has kindled the flame of burning ambition in this tom's heart, a desperate desire to prove himself to all who will watch. This sometimes makes Spottedbranch seem big headed and boastful, but cat's who truly know him understand he is just being true to himself. His spotted orange, black and white pelt looks like fallen leaves on a snowy background, perfect for concealing himself in frosty open forest ares, and Spottedbranch prides himself of his stealth and hunting abilities. Because of his size, agility comes natrually to him, and this tom is nimble and quick in a fight, nipping around opponents twice his stature and overcoming them easily.

Wolfheart
Rped by Me-mow122
A young reddish-brown tom,born into Winterclan with a cold-hearted family. His bright yellow eyes show pain.He's a very good fighter and a great hunter. His mate is Crystalheart who is also in Winterclan.He will do anything for Winterclan even if it means giving up his life. His warrior name is Wolfheart because during his kithood he had a family that never liked him because they didn't think he would become a warrior. They always called him "useless''. So, he decided to run away and he bumped into a pack of wolves who practically raised him and he liked his new family instead of his cold family. The wolves taught him how to be a hunter and a great fighter. The wolves thought he was ready so they sent him back to his family and when he got there he decided to kill his mother and father. He took care of himself after that. His motto is ''If we fight,we may not always win and If we don't fight, we will surely lose'' Wolfheart is a very brave warrior with a heart of a fighter.

Crystalheart
Rped by Me-mow122
A young crystal white she-cat who was born into Winterclan with a cold family. Her envy green eyes flash with insecurity constantly. She's a great fighter and she is an ok hunter. During her childhood her parents never really paid attention to her they were always focused on their other cub Whitekit who later became a rouge. So one day she decided to teach her little brother a lesson she attacked him and broke his leg. Later her parents saw their cub limping and they new she did this so her father gave her a scar across her right eye. So she ran away for a little bit but when she came back her family was dead. She was very happy and sad because she never knew who did this but she didn't really care. She also made up her own motto it goes like this "Pain doesn't hurt when it's all you've ever felt". She is a very brave cat, even in her insecurity

Chickadeechirp
Rp'd by TheLeftHander
Her fur is a beautiful cream shade, but there is colors of ginger that mix within it. Her paws are white, and fade into the cream shade by her knees. Her tail is the same way, fading into the cream shade once half way down. Her eyes are a warm, dark, emerald color, and they stand out against her light fur. Her body is very small, but also very lean. She has nimble paws that allow her to fly through the forest at very fast speeds. Chickadee chirp is a very skillful hunter, and prides herself on that fact. Fighting and battling aren't one her strong points, but she wouldn't hesitate to fight if it came down to it, she just prefers not to. Chickadeechirp is a natural born mother, and has very strong motherly instincts. She is very protective, and always seems to know the right thing to do when it comes to kits. She adores kits, and hopes to one day raise a family of her own. Chickadeechirp doesn't get mad easily, but can get annoyed. She has a sharp tongue and isn't the one to run away from a problem. She isn't of WinterClan decent. She was born a loner and lived with only her mother for her first few moons. It was when her mother was attacked by a group of rogues that her life changed forever. Her mother had apparently traveled on to their territory, and they had killed her for it. She had only been a few months old, just starting to eat solid prey. A WinterClan patrol had found her, and she was accepted into the clan. She is forever greatful for their kindness, and even though she is very friendly, she has always kept them at a distance. She doesn't trust anyone fully, and won't let anyone get close to her, if she can help it.

Tempress
Rped by Tempestfrost
The beauty within isn't always the same as the beauty outside. That is Tempress's life motto. Tempress is a golden she-cat, with beautiful green eyes. Her personality isn't all that great, due to her unimpressed attitude. Tempress usually keeps quiet when in a dire situation, and leaves it up to her serperiors to figure it out. Yes, she is that one cat who has always been cowering underneath the cats who are stronger than her, because, well, that is just how Tempress was raised. On the inside, Tempress is a kind, and beautiful cat, she just has never had the chance to show it. She isn't impressed easily though, and thats for sure. Her story is short, and sweet, and not that saddening. As a kitten, she was dumped off in Winterclan, abadnoned by her parents. Now she lives in Winterclan. There. Not so bad, huh? Tempress's battle skills are unbeatable, for she is one of the best warriors. A word of advice if you don't mind. Stay away from her during battle, if you're her enemy. If you don't, then face the wrath of Tempress, and die in the process.

Gingerbread
Rped by LittleSilver
Take a look at her, what do you see? Everyone notices the lovely fur, maybe the huge doe eyes [if they're brave enough to look at them], but it's hard to notice a cold heart or a sad mind. Gingerbread is the name she gave herself, after honestly not knowing her real name. She doesn't know her mother or father, but believes that the idea of a brother or sister of hers is plausible. Even when insecurities or pessimistic thoughts invade her mind, she's always attempting to be cheerful, helpful, or kind. You can catch her in a bad mood a lot, usually when she's either alone or crowded. She is claustraphobic, so she tries to keep to herself and drive others away in the weirdest ways possible. Due to this her attitude changes majorly and all the time, so if you ask around cats will say she's a bit bipolar - but really, she isn't. When she's in a bad mood, you actually should watch out as it unveils the part of her that's mean, hurtful, and uncaring. It's surprising that there's a part of her mind that mean, with her normally cheery, personable disposition. And she has lovely fur; short, yes, but soft and pretty. A warm light brown: the color of gingerbread. That's pretty much it, one boring color. But it works for this she-cat. Going along with it are a pair of large sky-blue eyes, deep with emotion. Great in a staring contest, but honestly, Gingerbread hates her eyes. She doesn't want others to know if she's sad and her eyes are brimming with tears; or if she's happy and they light up; or when she's mad and they're filled with hate. No. Also, she doesn't really mind getting her pelt dirty - it'll come off some day, right? And rain. She absolutely loves rain. No reason or rhyme, but certain things affect her and certain things don't. For example, love doesn't. Sure, Gingerbread loves kits, but since when does anyone love her? Obviously her parents didn't. Why should a tom love her? She loves her friends, yes, and tries hard to love all her clanmates, even the ones who annoy her - which is a considerable amount. Also, this she-cat is strong. Under a tall, light frame is a network of muscles and hidden well under a muzzle and paws are pearly white teeth and thin, needle-like claws. Her bottlebrush tail is her source of warmth with her thin fur, and although it has a great length, Gingerbread is an ungainly she-cat and you'll find her tripping a lot and embarrassing herself. And she's got a super-icy, sarcastic tongue sometimes. But maybe under all her troubles, bipolar-ness, embarrassing things and oddities, there's a decent, kind she-cat. I mean, that's what she wants you to think.

Hollypoison
Rp'd by Marionetteღ
Sugar, spice, and everything nice: that is what Hollypoison appears to be made of at first. She acts friendly and naive, and always seems to be able to say the right things. Friendly, obedient, and just a little feisty, Hollypoison turns out to be someone entirely different. Just like the berries she is named after, she is alluring and sweet on the outside, but deadly venomous on the inside. Her sardonic and even slightly sadistic side is one she only reveals to cats in which she has complete faith in that will not judge her - or cats that she knows can not or will not tell. She has a tawny pelt with white-ringed ears and wide, green eyes the colour of holly leaves that seem to guard her personal emotions in the way they almost act like mirrors, completely opaque and only reflecting the outside world around them. Hollypoison's ability to read emotions allows herself to easily slip into her carefully crafted sweet-and-innocent persona, and to read the feelings of others. She is both experienced and skilled at fighting, and will not think twice about exploiting any weaknesses she notices. Is her opponent favouring their right leg? Bluff a straight-on jab, swerve left and attack their flank, so that there's no choice for the other cat but to pivot on their weaker leg. Despite her more dominant nature, Hollypoison would rather serve under another cat and accept their praise for a job (very) well done than deal with the stress of being responsible for other cats.

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Firepaw(fighter)

Rped by Nightdream14
A sandy ginger tom with wise green eyes. Firefighter is strong yet gentle. With everything in his life Coldwater, his adopted sister, can't understand his positive attitude. His mother, Ripple, took Coldwater in after she nearly froze to death and he's always been protective of the white she-cat. Firefighter was once named Flame, but when his mother got sick and took them to WinterClan he agreed to be named Firekit. His mothers last words to the both of them were, "you must complete your journey without me, my kits. May StarClan light your path, just remember I love you both. One day we'll bound through the skies together. goodbye my little leaders, my kits." But that wasn't her last words to him alone. Ripple told him, out of Coldwater's hearing, "Protect her Flame. There is still Hope inside her. Love her like you would a sister. She needs you." After that his mother vanished and he's kept his promise, always beside Coldwater during fights and hunts. Firefighter misses Ripple, but he's got Hope and WinterClan. That's enough for now.
Mentor: Furzedreamer

Amazonpaw
Rped by Love.Is.Forever
A pretty gray tabby with ice blue eyes. She was always a little fighter, tackling her litter-mates and coming up with plans to become a warrior faster. She's a petty little trouble maker. Even as a Warrior, she is always thinking of ways to make Winterclan better. Of course, they are all ridiculous. Never mind that. She is still serious, though when required to be. She loves to play in water: puddles, creeks, ponds, etc... You can find her splashing around in water.
Mentor: Raccoonswirl

Dangerpaw(shard)
Rped by Shyfyre
Dangerhard is skinny tom, practically the runt of the litter. He has a creamy grayish black coat strewn with large light stripes and almost neon green eyes, much like his mother. He is very skittish and likes to stay hidden in the snow. He hates confrontation and would rather talk things out than fight. He is a very quiet cat and doesn't like to be noticed by anyone. He hates when cats argue and always tries to be the crowd pleaser, making sure everyone is satisfied. He sees himself as the peacekeeper between everyone, his friends, his family, but mostly his clan.
Mentor: Frayedfur (stelzibelz)

Heartlesspaw(soul)
Rped by .:SiLeNt:FLaMeS:.
Darkness? Have you ever found yourself there? Well, Heartlesskit has. In fact, she's always been there. Her jet black coat blends in with the shadows where she stalks silently. Her horrid red eyes melt your soul. She has jagged scars all on the right side of her, even on her face. You won't find this kit smiling or playing. She's serious and has never looked at a tom twice. Everything is not as it seems. She may look small and defenseless, but mess with her and you are terribly mistaken. She doesn't believe in Starclan and never will. Heartlesskit, never excited, never happy, never smiling, never laughing.
Mentor: Tragiclife

Greenpaw
Rped by SapphireStar77
A tom that has a light tan and brown striped pelt with stunning green eyes. He's predominately quiet and secretive. He doesn't like to talk much to anyone, not even his Clanmates. He has never been close to any cat as far as relationships go and he's always kept his thoughts and emotions to himself. When talking to a cat in general, he is cold and distant. He has the average muscle of any other tom and has fast reflexes which help him in battle. In fact, he prefers fighting over hunting. No matter how silent he stays, he can't deny that he had a different past compared to his Clanmates. He only joined the Clan because he became lost as a loner. He was in need of shelter due to the temperature and Winterclan was the closest cover. After a short time, he decided to stay in the Clan. There is more to his history, however, he had only one close friend whom he thinks about from time to time. Originally, his name was just Green due to his eyes, but this had to change when coming into the Clan.
Mentor: Aspenbreeze

Kovu
Rped by Amberflame
A flash of domino-colored claws, a pair of apologetic hazel eyes, and a coat of a multitude of browns is the last image to ever enter your mind. He's a friendly tom-- the last thing WinterClan needs-- but it's all centered around his past. Long story short, his father killed all of his siblings right before his eyed; all of whom he was extremely close with, leaving him mentally scarred. Everything fell apart for him from there, but when he joined the Clan, he vowed to chill up by the time he was a warrior. Phantomlegacy and Lynxspirit are holding him to that. His pelt is light brow, but thickens and lengthens at a dark brown point on his neck, which gives him the appearance of a lion. It fits him, as he isn't afraid to be compassionate or sympathetic just because the rest of the Clan might not be.
Mentor: Asterstar

Rememberancepaw(poppy)
Rped by cobwebpaw
Smug, handsome tom who has a high spirit and thinks of himself as the best. His appearance? Well, just look at his mother, Poppysnow. He is the splitting image of her, ruff dappled gray pelt with white flecks and black on his back and legs. The only slight difference is the shade of gray in his eyes. Personality? Although he may be a fighter, powerful and spiteful at times, he is a loyal member of his Clan and always tries his best. In fact, he would sacrifice himself before letting others get hurt. If he were to die, think only this of him, he would be a worthy warrior to reach Starclan. The front-line is his favorite place to be, letting his emotions out through fighting, but ask him to catch a mouse and he will grimace. Hunting really is not his thing. Family? Poppysnow, Sorrowfuldreamweaver, Blueberrycrumble, Franticfrenzy and Drainedsoul. He never knew his father and Poppysnow won't tell. But he doesn't mind. He loves his siblings a lot, though it may not always come across that way. He likes to tease them, but always makes sure they're okay.
Mentor: Lionferocity

Stormpaw
Rped by ::FrozenBit::
A very happy and playful cat. He is always kind and loving towards others, but that's just because he wants to be friends with everyone. Stormkit wasn't always like this though. His mother, Roseleaf, lost her mate in a flood when he risked his life for Roseleaf and Stormkit. Roseleaf went into a deep depression and all she had was Stormkit. Stormkit than vowed never to let anyone feel the pain he held in his heart alone. He wants to be the best warrior the world has ever seen and he will become leader of Winterclan one day. He isn't one to be sad, but if you do see him sad, it's most likely because of his father and he feels somewhat responsible for what happened. He misses his father dearly.
Mentor: Lynxspirit

Nefertitipaw(rule)
RPed by Shyfyre
A small lump of snow lays on the ground, soft, white, and cold. Could it really be anything but snow? Black slits open on the lump of snow, they grow wider and wider still. They aren't slits, but eyes. Eyes a pure black color, deep and impending like the darkest of nights. Contradiction. Thar's the only way to describe the pretty white she-cat, contradiction. Her pelt is white, yet her soul is black and harsh. Not soft like other she-cats. She has long black claws, to match her soul and fierce black gaze. She hates everyone, and was never warm or cuddly, even when she was a kit she was like that. Harsh and cold. No one knows where the she-cat came from. Who her parents were, what clan she belonged to. No one knows, they never will really. And she doesn't mind that. She actually enjoys being hidden in shadows and mystery. She loves to torment her clanmates, teasing them endlessly, until they get tired of it and leave her alone. She gets tired of having even small amounts of company, and is always scaring what company she has away. There is one thing she does love however. And it is darkness. She is consumed with shadows and the darkness that fills her heart. That is what this she-cat is. Darkness, inside and out. No matter how she acts, she is darkness. A dark, sick and twisted contradiction.
Mentor: Nightmare

Sanepaw
Rped by BluestarRocks!
A silvery blur splashed with sparks of black and white. A yellow glow with electric blue shocks throughout. A flash of white than blood red. You've just met and ticked off Sanekit. Not quite an accomplishment though. He has a very short temper. Not to hard to get on his nerves and those razor sharp fangs and wicked sharp claws don't help. Ever since he was a very young kit, he's been on the move with his mother, Frostblaze, and father, Thorn. But when Summerclan cats murdered his father -- some of which who were his own brothers and sisters -- a deep hatred of Summerclan began. And with that hatred came the one thing his name denied, Insanity. He turned crazy only a few days after joining Winterclan, which he did willingly along with his mother. Unlike Frostblaze though, he seems to talk too much. He's extremely hotheaded, but gets along fine with other cats in the nursery. A silver furred tom with black tabby stripes matched with a pure white underbelly and pitch black paws. Glowing yellow eyes with flashes of bright blue mixed in. Gleaming white fangs slicing through flesh and blinding you. You've just fought Sanekit and met your death...
Mentor: Blazeflame

Runningpaw(troubles)
Rped by Archerkit
Run from our troubles. Come to me. Come to me. Run away. Run. Welcome to my world. Welcome to the Dark Forest. Oh, your troubles are over, as well as your life. Claws gleam in the pale moonlight. Blood scores the faint light of the moon. Watch your life spin away in the river of death. Welcome to my world, the Dark Forest, where cats go when they are exiled to eternal darkness. Runningtroubles loves the slimy, bug ridden dirt, the wet, smelly moss and the mist that covers the Dark Forest. He knows what he wants. His dark gray pelt with black mist like stripes is scored with the blood of all who he has fought. His vivid, piercing ice blue eyes are as hard as they are lively. Fear him...if you dare. Submit to him. Why is this cat so...so evil? It is not what you may think. He committed suicide at a young age. He led a family less life. He takes other cat's weaknesses and molds them into a virtual killing machine. Yes, this cat is not the cat you would want to be around. His one friend? Strikepaw, Medicine Cae Apprentice of the Dark Forest. This cat lives in Winterclan and visits the Dark Forest in his dreams. He knows what will happen if it is found out that he was exiled. Good, works for him, he doesn't care. Overall, he is loyal to Winterclan and Asterstar, but loyalty never last forever, does it?
Mentor: Nightdapple

Madpaw
Rped by .::MadHatter::.
A charming and handsome gray tom with light sapphire eyes and a white undercoat. Madkit is an amusing tom who impresses she-cats. He is attractive and motivated. Madkit was born a loner. His dad was a rogue who killed his grandmother, Sage, and grandfather, Legacy. His father loved Madkit even if he didn't love Madkit's mother or sisters. He found Madkit unique, so his father kidnapped him and brought him to Winterclan. His dad came to Winterclan for a second chance as a warrior and for Madkit to have a place to live and grow up. Madkit's father now takes on the name Nightmare. Madkit loves and cherishes his dad very much. Madkit is a brave kit and is silly. He has a quick temper and will never take no for an answer.
Mentor: Suffocatingsulfur

Forgottenpaw(memories)
Rped by Whisperingvoices
You know the story Sleeping Beauty right? Forgottenmemories wishes she could have a prince to wake her up out of her dream. When she was three moons old, she was found confused and forgotten. All her memories of her past were gone. Sometimes, she'll get a piece of her past, but looses it tearing at the ground with her creamy paws. If you see Forgottenmemories trying to sleep in, it's not because she is tired but that she is trying to remember.
Mentor: Lunarmidnight

Snowpaw
Rped by CrimsonLove
Cold, and under ice, this is Snowkit, she never really knew love. That's only because she was abandoned in a terrible blizzard. She survived because of her thick coat, she actually survived the harsh snow bound land, she managed to stay alive, so she could find something her mother called a clan, now she knows what they are, they're a large group of cats, they live by a code, the warrior code. She loves it there, though she /loves/ no one. She's cold to the bone chilling core, she hates how some use love to lure they're next mate..... Ugh! It's disgusting to her. She doesn't even know why others use it! Just drop the whole feeling of it! Like ice she freezing white pelt is long, and silky along with the cold icy blue eyes, that burn hatred this again I say, Snowkit.
Mentor: Phantomlegacy

/~Kits~\

Eternalkit
Rped by em1234
A somewhat crazy looking tom with a dark gray pelt and yellow eyes. His appearance is eerie and uncommon and his eyes never seem to be looking at you, but directly through you. He sometimes recieves flashbacks from a long time ago and can't understand why. He doesn't really trust Starclan or anyone. He likes to hang around his siblings to make it seem like he is social and friendly. He's chilly and cold and something about him is just good. His mother hs Glorypath and his siblings are Destinykit, Aurorakit, Blisskit, Charmkit and Reasonkit.

Charmkit
Rped by KeepASecret
A rude little white tom with one fiery amber eye and one icy blue. He is spunky and loud and likes to be the center of attention. He is very bold and isn't afraid to state his opinion. He likes to learn about how the other clans are led, especially Primal Instinct. He likes hearing stories about the past and has a great interest in history. He has some ideas he'd like to share and can be a little over ambitious. His siblings are Eternalkit, Destinykit, Aurorakit, Blisskit and Reasonkit.

Angelkit
Rped by catlvr32
A small white she-cat who looks just like her mother, Oceanbreeze. She is the runt of the litter. She always stay close to her mother and loves to chase leaves. She is so tiny that her sisters tease her that a hawk is gonna take her away, which frightens Angelkit so much that she stays inside for the rest of the day after they tell her that.

Destinykit
Rped by catlvr32
A silky white she-cat with blue eyes. She keeps to herself a lot. She has a strange connection to the Dark Forest without fully understanding it. She's easily frustrated and can break out in a fury. She seems soft and gentle, but on the inside, she can be cruel and harsh. No one really knows her, not even herself. Destinykit has a hard time trusting other cats. Her siblings are Eternalkit, Reasonkit, Charmkit, Aurorakit and Blisskit. Her mother is Glorypath and her father is a rogue named Flash.

Aurorakit
Rped by *Tulip*
A gray and white she-cat with chilly blue eyes. She thinks very highly of herself and lacks respect for others. She spends most of her time grooming herself and feels that she can pick her friends, not vice-versa. Although self-observant, she still cares for her siblings, especially her sisters Blisskit and Destinykit. She likes starting rumors and gossiping. She is very talkative and isn't a good listener. Her siblings are Eternalkit, Charmkit, Destinykit, Blisskit and Reasonkit. Her mother is Glorypath and her father is a rogue.

Cloverkit(gaze)
Rped by Whitedawn
A tiny stunning silver she-cat with a sparkling green gaze and delicate white paws. She is clever and has a very sharp tongue and a fierce temper, but inside of her, deep deep down, there is some warmth. She is very naive though tries to hide it. She wants to be as fierce as the rest of Winterclan, but is a little bit softer. She loves snow and cold, hard packed ground beneath her delicate paws. She is a brilliant fighter, but her hunting could be better. She doesn't know how her life will end up. She is very devoted to Winterclan and her life mission is to be known for her loyalty.

Sleetkit (ripple)
Rped by .:FantasyRose:.
A pretty, pure white tabby she-cat with soft ripples of silver that slide down her pelt. Reserved. Always keeping to herself, unless you catch her in one of her 'adventurous' moods. Her eyes are a spectacular pale blue, that shimmer like moonpools. Beautiful. The blossom of her siblings. Some she-cats personally don't like her for having such beauty, but it's not like she can control it. She is very sweet, mild-mannored and graceful. Always admired and well-looked upon. Has a truly good heart.

Flowerkit (blossom)
Rped by Longcc55
A bright red she-cat with stunning green eyes that swirl in the sunlight. She is a reserved she-cat, keeping to her close friends she believes that family takes priority before the clan. She is kind like her family, although there are many secrets hidden about this she-cat. When in the sun her pelt gleams like a large flame. Flowerblossom is a heavily muscled she-cat with a kind heart and many secrets. As a kit she snuck out of the den and went outside to explore. Flowerblossom's pelt is the talk of a lot of conversations and when she walks over the talking stops and all eyes are on her. She fells left out all the time and sometimes wishes to run away. She can't run away though because she thinks family comes first and for most. Flowerblossom would have had to have to been the trouble maker of her family. Flowerblossom would love to have a mate and kits one day. Flowerblossom trains on her own at night and snecks back in the den later. Flowerblossom knows she wants to be the best warrior she can be. Her bright green eyes lure you in for the kill. Her velvet voice controls you, you can't get away. *Wait don't go come back I won't bite or will I. * Her long claws flash in the sunlight and make you shiver in your pelt. You better watch out for this she-cat or your in trouble.

Spiritkit(soul)
Rped by ஐℱearless۞§erenityஐ
Daring and bold, sweet and caring, intelligent and wise are the things that make of Spiritsoul one of the best warriors there could be. Spiritsoul is one of five sisters of Roseleaf and ???. She loves hanging with her siblings, but when it comes to trouble, she knows when to make the right decisions. Spiritsoul has the sparkling blue eyes that make any cat weak, but the only problem with how she looks is her soft white fur that stands out against everything else. Knowing that it would be hard for her to hunt, she has learned to roll in some dirt that way she wouldn't just be an obvious speck of white to everyone she meets. She loves her white fur, but sometimes it just gets in the way of hunting.

Blissfulkit(sun)

Rped by Whitedawn

She is wise, strong, not afraid to state her opinion, she is followed, she is a leader. This she-cat is a pretty red with apple green eyes. She knows that she is a leader and likes to take responsibility. She likes to take control, though in a sweet manner, most of the time. Blissfulsun is intellegent and clever with a strong heart. She wants to be the best warrior who ever lived. She is very devoted and has many leader like qualities. She hopes one day she will get her chance to show what shecan do and become leader. Blissfulsun is well respected by the people who know her. She is one of five sisters and her mother is Roseleaf, and her father is ______. She loves her siblings, though she is jealous of some of them because she thinks they are prettier.

Conchkit(pelt)
Rped by Whitedawn
This stunning she-cat is kind and caring and gentle. Conchpelt is always first to welcome anyone into the clan or into her sisters little group. She loves to hang out with Blissfulsun and her others sisters. This tiny she-cat has gentle paws and a gentle voice to go along with her sandy pelt and stunning sea bule-green eyes. She is wise and oneday hopes to be a medicine cat. Her mother is Roseleaf and her father is ____.

Diamondkit
Rped by ::Frozenbit::
A pure white she-cat with blue-green eyes. She absolutely loves the forest, and when she was a kit she would always be found seeking out new adventures in the woods of Winterclan. She is a dreamer and sometimes spends hours just asking questions about life. Some cat's don't understand her because of this and she can be considered a strange she-cat and cats avoid her. But she doesn't mind much because of her brave attitude. Somewhere in her heart she knows it hurts. She just wishes to live happily in Winterclan with a lovely mate and kits someday.

Vulcankit[mistake]
Roleplayed by Love.Is.Forever
He sticks out like a sore thumb here in Winterclan. He's not meant to be here. He's not meant to live. Vulcanmistake was an accident. He's a horrible, tragic mistake that never was meant to be. Meet Vulcanmistake, a solid brown tom with flaming yellow eyes. How does all this apply to him you ask? Two very important rules were broken in order for him to be born. One, you never mate with a cat from a different clan. Two, a medicine cat should never mate. Both...broken...and now here he is. The only people that don't know who he really is are Goldenfleck, Frozenfire, Devilspirit, Weaselshiver, and his siblings of course. Everyone else thinks he was an abandoned kit found by Frozenfire. So now he tries to forget what he is and push on through life, his heart stone cold for everyone that let him live to be this miserable.

Monochromekit (bliss)
Rped by *Bakuraluvr4evr*
Monochrome; images that are in one color or shades of one color, most notably black and white. That definition fits this tom rather well for he is very black and white about everything, even his appearance. A black and white tuxedo tom with steely gray eyes that don't help a colorful case much either. He has a bigger build than Colorless and is normally the muscle. Good and evil, there is no gray area in between for him. He believes things are either good or bad, right or not right, black or white. Not an avid believer in either Starclan or the Dark Forest, he simply goes with whatever he feels like, not very influenced by the opinions of his leader or anyone around him in general, even his father, Asterstar. He doesn't really care how his opinion or even mere presence effects others, not very tuned in to his surroundings. Another very monochrome thing about him is his vision. Unlike others, he only has the ability to see things in black and white, grayscale or merely monochrome. He was born this way and honestly doesn't think that there's a lot he's missing out on. He's very matter-of-fact, not one to confuse you with elaborate, extravagant words. However, he is extravagant in his own ways. He comes off very polite, graceful with an odd charm to him. He tries to help keep things running smoothly and get things done and often shows anguish and distress when someone screws up. He seems to be great at everything; hunting, fighting, swimming, climbing, everything he does is with a special charm that no one can place. What used to be a klutzy kit became a graceful warrior, how did it happen?? Well, let's say it involves a contract. I won't go into any detail, if you really want to know, ask him, though he will avoid the truth. He was born in Winterclan, the son of a chilly leader and his warmer mate. He is commonly seen with his twin, Colorlessromeo, and some believe that the two can communicate telepathically. The two are rarely separated, going through everything together. Monochrome does care about Colorless, even though he usually denounced most of his brother's ideas, yet going along with some just for kicks.

Colorlesskit (romeo)
Rped by *Bakuraluvr4evr*
Red: the color of passion, of love, of courage. How ironic that a cat who embodies multiple symbols of this color can't see it. Most others are visible, but not red to this black and white tom. The near perfectly groomed tuxedo fur, silver eyes that send shivers up your spine. He is the leaner and swifter twin of Monochromebliss. He is very flirtatious and could be considered a pervert. Always interested in she-cats, he isn't afraid of showing affection for toms either, mainly by showering his older brother with affection. Speaking of, the two are inseparable and Colorless feels he can trust him, though the two are like night and day. He commonly tells Monochrome the various plans he comes up with and the two are in sync, to where they can guess what the other would do. So, those plans. Colorlessromeo has a very hyperactive imagination and the majority of those plans wouldn't be very useful, but he still feels the need to vocalize them. He also cares more for others well being than his own, especially, you guessed it, Monochromebliss'. He does have his dark side. He falls in love easy, but has the ability to string she-cats along to get what he wants, whether it be information or simply love. He is also surprisingly sadistic, those plans aren't just for taking over the forest. No, if you somehow make him dislike it, it will go straight to full on hatred and he will do whatever it takes to get even. He does enjoy some good torture and also loves the sound of hearts breaking. Of course, he does want to find his Juliet one day, although he would hope not to have to die for her.

Peculiarkit (galaxy)
Rped by Rainfire2
Peculiarity is something assumed. It is not definite. What might be peculiar to someone, might be totally oridinary to someone, and what might be considered normal to someone, someone else will consider peculiar. So is it peculiar? And wouldn't that make one of the said people peculiar? It is an interesting concept, one that is thought of differently to each person. So... what is peculiar, and what is mundane? Well, something that everyone would agree on is the exact defination of peculiar. Something strange, or odd. Most of all, unusual. Contrary to the norm. Weird. Yes, it is easy to understand what peculiar is, but the tough thing to realize is what /is/ peculiar? Are you peculiar? Well, something that is peculiar, is Peculiargalaxy. Her face takes the shape of that of a siamese cat's, although her coloring is different. Her fur is rich dark brown with black tabby stripes that wrap around her body like slithering snakes just waiting to strike. Long, pointed muzzle, large ears. Her face is triangular. Elegant to some, strange to others. She is thin, and tall. Long legs and tail, with a strange gaze that scorches your fur, searching your soul and seeing every flaw, every mistake. At least that's how it seems. Dark brown eyes so dark they sometimes appear to be black. They look like a pair of empty holes in her face in the dark, when there is no moon to make them gleam. One single paw of hers is gray. Gray like an overcast sky, as it it often in in WinterClan, the Clan in which she lives. Her claws a long and curved, and bright white except for those who's sheath lays within her gray paw. Those claws are as black as a starless night. Peculiargalaxy is quiet and cold, and keeps to herself most of the time. Content with her own company. She is that cat found in the dark corners of camp, if she's even in camp at all. She is often found outside of camp, straying away from everyone else, meandering around with no purpose other than to think. Think. Thinking is what Peculiargalaxy does best. She doesn't talk much, but when she does the words are so intelligent and brutally truthfully that even the wisest elder would be shocked, especially coming from a cat as young as herself. But typically, she is silent. Only speaking when spoken to. She doesn't even start up a conversation with her siblings, which are Sakurako, Monochromebliss, Colorlessromeo, Onyxoblivion, and Koifortuneteller. She feels no special connection to them, just because they are her littermates. Peculiargalaxy doesn't see any difference between them at the rest of the Clan. They have the same parents, but that is all. Her parents are Asterstar and Watertail. She respects Asterstar, and feels something like a family bond towards him, but she wouldn't exactly call it love. Peculiargalaxy doesn't love. She respects. Watertail, well... she could care less about her mother. She is grateful that she is around, and that she raised her and took care of her. She would do the same for her mother. She would take care of her if it was necessary, but it would only be for the purpose or repaying a favor. Some say she is heartless, but she says that is impossible. A cat could live with no heart. Nothing could live with no heart. They sigh and say she doesn't understand what they mean, but she understands. No, she knows more than they think. Peculiargalaxy is not evil. In fact, she has a strangely close bond to StarClan. Another thing that is quite peculiar about her. Typically, dreams of StarClan, or the Dark Forest in some cases, are reserved for the medicine cat and the leader. That's what is most common in most Clans. That is what's normal. Well, Peculiargalaxy is not at all ordinary. Well, Peculiargalaxy's dreams are often filled with StarClan. Now, don't assume that just because of her closely knit bond with StarClan means that she isn't loyal to WinterClan, which is known for not thinking twice before killing someone who messes with WinterClan. No, Peculiargalaxy has no problem with disposing those who wrong her Clan. Still, she is not as evil as some think, but she isn't as good as others think. She is perfectly neutral. Completely indifferent on which side wins. Peculiargalaxy, despite her totally strange personality, is an excellent warrior. Her hunting skills are outstanding. She moves skillfully and silently through the snow. After all, this was where she was born. She is comfortable within her own terrirory, as she has spent hours observing it on her random wanderings. She doesn't give up on a single piece of prey when others would say it's too far, or too high up a tree, or something like thta. Peculiargalaxy understands what it is to be like a part of WinterClan. To have to catch and savor every piece of prey, no matter how small or skiny or old. No, she knows that food is food, and is often the one eating the old, soggy piece of prey because she won't let it go to waste. Now, getting back to her warrior skills, lets just say you don't want to meet this she-cat in a fight. If you aren't already phased by her unnerving gaze or her strange claws, you will be by her fighting skills. It is nearly impossible to see her coming. Before you see her, hear her or even smell her, she'll be on your back aiming for the jugular. She doesn't miss often, either. Peculiargalaxy does not long to kill. She doesn't enjoy violence. But her loyalty is strong, and she will wipe out those who threaten her Clan. If you fight her, and you live to tell the tale, it is because she doesn't wish for you to die. She really only kills those whom she has a personal issue with. She doesn't typically have enemys though, for that matter. No, she doesn't have many relationships at all. Neither friends nor enemys. She stays away from most others in general. She is happiest when she is alone. Peculiargalaxy is solitary. She prefers to be alone. She accepts company, but not crowds. She enjoys quiet, rather than places where she cannot even hear herself think. Thinking is her main past-time, after all. Not that she minds others, she just would much rather be alone. She doesn't require attention unlike so many others. She does not like to be in the spotlight. Her life is not run by her friends. Social-life is not one of her needs, neither is it one of her wants. Those who think she is just lonely, but that she really wants friends would be wrong. So many try to become her friend, and they think she will actully make an effort to continue the relationship, well, they would all be sadly mistaken, but she does not care for their disappointment. She knows so many expect a lot from her, being the daughter of the great leader Asterstar. She doesn't care for them, but she does not want to disappoint her father, whom she does actully look up to. So, she tries to be the best warrior she can be, although many believe she doesn't even care much for her Clan at all, because of her cold nature. That is just who she is, though, and she would never try to change just to match everyone else's standards. She is different, and she relishes her difference. She never tries to be someone she's not... because then who would she be? Would she even be herself, or would she be just like everyone esle. Peculiargalaxy is completely fearless except for one thing, which is herself becoming just like everyone else. It terrifys her to think that she could lose her oddity, which is why she is so independent. She seperates herself from the rest of the Clan because she likes it like that. She know she doesn't belong with them. Still, she remains totally loyal to her Clan despite all these differences. She knows many expect her to just up and leave WinterClan without even much of a farewell, but Peculiargalaxy would never do that. She is much too attached to her Clan to ever do that. She was born here, she grew up here, and here she will stay. Until death finally consumes her. Life in WinterClan is sometimes tough for her, because of her intense loyalty to StarClan, knowing some of those cats she calls Clanmates follow the Dark Forest. The Dark Forest is her only real enemy, so it confuses her that some of those she protects follow her enemy. Still, Peculiargalaxy will fight by their side until death. that is when they will become her true enemy. That fact is very strange to her, but it does not bother her. She doesn't have any really connections with others among the Clan, so it doesn't bug her too much to know that she may end up fighting those she is currently fighting for. Peculiargalaxy, no matter how strange, unusual and odd she may be, she doesn't care. She is her own cat, and that is all she would ever wish to be.

Sunkit
Rped by emoxify
Sunkit is a sleek, striped ginger she cat with deep green eyes. She's a very pretty she-cat and quite an admirable hunter as well. Even as a kit she caught a few sow, old mice! She is outgoing and bright, but also strong and fierce, just like the sun. She's a stealthy troublemaker who is quick on her paws an hard to catch. However, sometimes her rebelliousness leads her and also others in to problems where her first solution is to lie. Eventually, some of her lies get her to go on and on, creating a whole mess. Otherwise, she is super kind, but watch out for her catty side!

Onyxkit[oblivion]
Rped by Love.Is.Forever
Oh dear, insane from the beginning. But don’t think he can’t control himself. He hides it inside, puts on a smile, and saves his anger for battle. Onyxoblivion, he has a soul of coldness, of blackness, of hatred. He has nothing to hate you say? He agrees, he’s just been angry his whole life for no reason. And bottling up that anger has made him lose his mind. His pelt and eyes go well with his whole personality. A dark, almost black, grey with his feet purified by whiteness. Stormy eyes put on an act for all those around him. Onyxoblivion is a warrior of bravery and nobleness. That’s what he says. But everyone around him is just scared, afraid of him and his lack of mind. He takes insanity to levels never reached before. It binds him to himself. He will never truly be pure of evil. Evil dwells inside him like the blood that he bleeds in battle. And the blood is what carries his natural insanity. Craziness flows through his body, reaching every part. His claws have minds of their own, they desire to kill. His ears move constantly, picking out every sound. His tail twitches all the time, rustling anything in his way. But there is one thing no one can see about him, or rather hear. It is the haunting melody that plays in his head, that replaying, scratched and broken record song. It continues to haunt him, and sometimes he can be caught humming the enchanting tune just to try and get it out of his head. But, besides his insanity, he maintains a close relationship with his parents, Asterstar and Watertail, along with his siblings. He tries to act normal for them, but sometimes he just runs away from it all when he can’t stand to let his mother and father see him lose control. And losing complete control is something Onyxoblivion couldn’t stand to do. It would go against all he’s worked for and tried so hard to hide so far. And yet, he’s always on the breaking edge, ready to crack. And yet, so far down, Onyxoblivion thinks that maybe, just maybe, he can find a she-cat to love him, to calm down all that drives him crazy. She would work with him to try and calm down the insanity and they would have wonderful kits who would be perfect, unlike their father. So just remember this, do try to maintain a good temper around him.

Dawnkit(storm)
Rped by Levudazed
Dawnkit is a Pale,silvery, gray kit with bright amber eyes, unusually long feathery whiskers, and a sweeping plume of a tail. Gentle,sweet-natured she will work tirelessly to save her clanmates. Dawnkit is long-furred pale,silvery, gray kit with short ears and very acttract to all tom kits and maybe even others. Inquiring, curious, and thoughtful, though sometimes appeared shy and reserved.

Sakurako
Rped by Catlover1023
Now, what would a sweet little cherry blossom like her be doing in the coldest clan of them all? Let's just say she was born here and she isn't leaving anytime soon. Sakurako's name means exactly what she is. Cherry Blossom Child. She was born beautiful and grew up to be a gorgeous, magnificent she-cat. Her pelt is long and thick like her mother's, and is a ginger so light, some say that her family lie about her being ginger but instead, white. But on all over her body are darker flecks of ginger that look like falling petals from a flower that give off a pinkish glow. Unlike her siblings, Monochromebliss, Colorlessromeo, Peculiargalaxy, Onyxoblivion, and Kiofortuneteller, her eyes are bright red that burn from the deepest pit of the dark forest. But other than the eyes of evil, she is very pretty. Slender, swift, plumed tail, and very nice. She is the warmest of her family besides her mother, Watertail, and would do anything for anybody. But only from her clan. She hates all other clans with a burning hot passion like the sun that can't ever seem to melt the snow around her clans' soul and the snow on the territory's terrain. She gets the darker part of herself from her father, Asterstar. She is proud to be a part of WinterClan and proud to be the Daughter of the leader and one of the nicest cats in all of WinterClan. She has a talent for finding prey, even in the worst of weather and is a great fisher. She can climb and run, but wouldn't swim if every cat on the face of the earth came and begged her. Her coat is thick, but not that thick. Once she was apprenticed, Sakurako realized how much her tom denmates looked at her with wide eyes and tried to always be around her. She never realized before and, even now when she knows, she still feelings nothing that makes her heart pound and skip a beat. Maybe one day but not today. So, for a recap, her parents are Asterstar and Watertail and her siblings are Monochromebliss, Colorlessromeo, Peculiargalaxy, Onyxoblivion, and Kiofortuneteller and she is looking for that one tom that that will set her heart and soul aglow.

Tigerkit
Rped by Mousely
Dark mud brown fur is molded into the strong form of this she-cat, layered with thin delicately placed dark brown almost black stripes. She has needle point onyx pupils that grow into saucers depending on the light or her mood, behind are her lime bright irises. A grass green with an unusual warmth about them. Kindness ebbs from her innocent heart although it can be misleading. She is a nice she-cat, but she bares a thorn sharp tongue. As expected of anyone with a fierce name like Tiger, she is a strong and gifted fighter. Whether it be battle of words or paws. Her intelligence allows her to excel in both the feats. If only the same could be said for her hunting. She's not patient enough to succeed at that. She has to be told to stay still on hunting patrols because she gets fidgety and on more than one occasion this has scared the prey away. It's hard to hold her attention for long especially when she has to wait. She would rather things came now rather than later. Waiting makes her irritable which isn't very pleasant. However she can be very sweet sometimes and do gestures of kindness which are often very surprising. It's hard to predict what she might do next because she's like a magicians hat. It looks the same on the outside, but on the interior its always changing. What she likes and what she doesn't like. Who she likes and who she doesn't like. It's all a spur of the moment thing with her. This she-cat is almost as finicky as a kittypet, but she always remains true to herself and those around her, loyal to her clan and the code that holds it together. She was born in SpringClan, but an unauthorized trip out of camp made her get lost in WinterClan territory. She eventually decided to stay there.

Hearthkit(song)
Rped by whiteswift
A beautiful bronze she-cat with brown tabby stripes. Warm flame-colored amber/golden eyes grace her beautiful, soft face. Delicate paws, a small frame, and a long tail all add to the image of a fragile cat, but it also distracts from the sharp claws and teeth that hide from view. Her attitude is may seem a bit soft and fluffy at first, but if one was to dig through the fluff they would see the true fiery and kind hearted she-cat. She may be delicate but she is vary fast and can outrun any cat. She is a fast thinker and a very good planner. She can think miles ahead of her opponents which is her greatest weapon. She loves to play mind games because she is so good at them. Because of her beauty and seemingly soft nature, she can get information easily. She is an amazing tree climber and loves heights. She has been hiding behind of her barrier of fluff so long that her true fiery attitude is now mixed with a soft hearted nature.

Brindlekit((sky)
Rped by Lillybrook
Brindlesky is a pale grey she cat with darker flecks and dark blue eyes..Brindlesky is half Fallclan but she doesn't like to talk about that. She hates her father because of how he treated her mother when they were kits and he came to try and take her and her siblings back to Fallclan. Brindlesky has worked hard to live down her halfclan herritage and has earned the respect of her clanmates. She has to work twice as hard. She has to catch more prey than anyone eles and defend her clan mpre than any other cat just to prove herself worthy in their eyes and her own eyes. She holds herself to high standards and dreams of becomming the best warrior Winterclan has ever seen and possibly even leader someday.

Bellkit{frost}
RPed by Ghostheart11
A pure white kit with light grey eyes. Bellkit can be shy at times but once you get to know her you find that she is a very bubbly and optimist cat who just loves having fun. She has a hard to time patrolling but has excellent sight which makes her good at hunting. Once she makes a friend it's hard to separate her from them and she is always there to help other cats in need because of her caring nature. Many cats come to her for advice and for being a kit she can be quite wise.

Echokit(step)
Rped by Angel*Of*Death
A fog grey she-cat with blue-green eyes, like the sea. She is very shy and hardly talks at all. She doesn't like to try making friends, so the only ones she has are the ones brave enough to come up to her. Even though she looks rather gloomy, on the inside she really wants to make her clan proud of her. She is always up to work, wether it be hunting, tracking, herb collecting, or den repairs, she's ready. She would also like a mate and kits. Although, of course, no one knows it.

Spiralkit(frost)
Rped by Snowytail
One of a kind, this kit has the most unique personallity ever. She is funny, and a delight to have around. But she can be impatient, not quick tempered, and rebelliuos at times. But her love and hope is the reason she is like a spiral of things. Her cloudy gray pelt and amber eyes is also an extrordanary measer of things. She is faster then most of the other kits and a stronger fighter. Her uncle would be Halfear, although she has never really known her father, Halfear raised her as his own. Before his name was switched and he was still a warrior.

Blackberrykit
Rped by Culpio
With a white face and a white belly, this tom always looks like he has just rolled in a patch of snow. The lightness of these parts contrast deeply with the darkness of the rest of his pelt, a shadowy brown. His eyes are a swirling, hypnotizing mass of dark blue color, flecked with black and dotted with grey. His legs are long and slender, and his pads on his paws are unusually hard. His claws are longer than most cats, sharper too, perhaps because he neglects to wear them down continuously and instead prefers to carefully taper each end to a thistle sharp point. His tail is normal sized, slightly curled at the end, and is most helpful to him, as it let's him keep his balance when he is climbing trees. His muscles are hard beneath his pelt, though most cats think him weak. Perhaps it's because he's grown fond of hiding his muscles under his thick pelt and then surprising his attacker with his strength. This tom is not to be messed with. His emotions are as delicate as a piece of paper thin glass, so be careful not to hit it otherise it'll break; meaning he'll lash out with that sarcastic tongue of his. That's his most major flaw. He will say whatever is on his mind, without thinking, and what streams out of his mouth is usually crushing comments and mean retorts. He'll feel guilty about it later, but it's usually too late, and he's added another enemy to his extraordinarily long list. His favorite activities consist mostly of running and climbing, the two things he's really good at. He is great at fighting, of course, but it is not something he enjoys doing.

Wolfkit(ice)
Rped by Silverclaw101
When shadows fall, and all seems hopeless, count on Wolfice. He will bring you through it. He looks like his namesake with his stone gray fur and his eyes like shards of ice, but just look past that. Don't judge a book by it's cover, as Aesop would say. Compassionate, funny, cheerful, intelligent, that's the real Wolfice. Also a good hunter and a fabulous fighter, though he would rather talk something out then fight about it. Unlike most Winterclan cats, he is always bright and cheerful, not spiteful or hateful. When the time for battle comes, he fights honorably for his clan, no tricks or anything. The feeling of blood on his paws and flesh ripping beneath his claws just does not appeal to him. He is muscular and broad shouldered, giving the false appearance of a hard cat. Wolfice is just not like that. He challenges the everyday doings of life, a true philosopher. And he can always cheer someone up when they're down. Even on the darkest nights when all seems lost. After all, even on the darkest nights, the stars are still shining.

Epiloguekit {hunter}
Rped by Nightdream14
A masked, handsome tom with silver turquoise eyes. Little. . . so very little emotion. His eyes, beautiful and as round as an owls, stare at you with guarded respect. There is no love, loyalty, devotion, or any other telling emotion in them. When he talks you here the same respect that his eyes betray, but nothing else. Only when you've broken through his wall do you truely meet Epiloguehunter. Behind closed doors there is a cat with a heart as pure as gold. His eyes show you every emotion, he talks with a voice resembling that of an angel, his spiky black fur ruffled when he gets excited. He jokes, he laughs, he sings. And you hear nothing until you've truely seen him for what he is. As a growing cat the Dark Forest, particularly Slash, tormented him, telling him lies about himself. Well he believed them all, the one about his murderous future, never finding love, living life alone, all of it. But StarClan wanted to save him. Epiloguehunter has a paw in both the Dark Forest and StarClan. Slash and Silverrust, siblings on opposite sides of the spectrum, mentor him. And he listens. This inner turmoil is just what makes him so shut-off. But he can't always hide his emotion. When you truely get to know him, when he trusts you, when he tells you, you'll see just who he is.

Wrenkit {whistle}
Played by Firewolf3
Noble just isn't a suffice word to describe this tom. His ruffled fur is a dirty ginger-blonde tone highlighted by black stripes of a tabby pattern, and may not give off the correct impression. His eyelids hang lethargically over his dull burgundy eyes, and in them lay the thousand dreams of a wish-maker. He makes sure to hold his head high and sure, ascertaining every cat is aware of his presence in the vicinity. To say he's conceited wouldn't be much of a stretch either, but what sets him apart from others of his nature is that he completely owns the attention. With his rumbling, lyrical rumble and fleeting charm, he has always managed to charm the crowd. A spinner of lies and deceit, he hardly plays the safe game. The first to jump into battle or gallivant after reported danger. He's a subject of the brutal, harrowing envy, coveting what he can't have. It's the endless cycle that he's been born into, start to finish.

Hollykit [berry]
Rped by jazz♥
What is a holly berry? A ball of poison that if eaten could surely cause the death of a cat. It is a deadly nightshade. So why was such a helpless kit named after it? It is because of two things. One, because of her stunning ebony pelt. It is streaked with the purest of rubies, making it seem to reflect the color of the holly berry if you look at it right. The other is that because, little did her mother know this at her birth, but Hollyberry is a sharp tongued cat of poison. One that spits a lethal amount of venom every time she talks. Or, at least on her bad days. She has to be sort of tough on the exterior though, doesn't she? She is blind, so she's subject to getting the back hand from other cats. So she needs a natural way to defend herself, right? Her way is the way she can manipulate words, the way that they flow effortlessly out of her mouth, cutting deep wedges. She isn't always this hateful she-cat though, no way. Sometimes, Hollyberry is as sweet at honey. But you have to be willing to treat her like anyone else, and you have to get her to trust you.Once you've completed both tasks, she'll be a little less harsh on you. Just slightly. Hollyberry is a half-bred WinterClan cat, born to set of loners. Her mother, Nothernlight, was a full blooded she-cat of the clan, though. So, how did she manage to be born with loner parents? Well, long story short, life happened. That's all that needs to be said though, and all she will say. She has a strong connection with her living family, her sisters, mother, and grandfather, Shadowedherron, though. Especially so with her sister, Hazelraccoon. The two seem to be attatched at the hip, and her sister is the best form of guidance the she-cat ever recieves. She is a cat that doesn't really want kits, whatsoever, doesn't really want love at all.

Missingkit (ferret)
Rped by Mousely
How can something be decided before you are completely aware of the world? It's as if someone knew she would become a lost thought among the faces of her clan-mates. Nothing stands out about her, not visually or personalty wise. The cream coat that buries her slender form, with brown patches surrounding her legs and the dark fur around her face that forms a mask. It blends into the more spectacular colorings as a good background filler. Not even her irises are outstanding enough to save her from being forgotten. A shade of misty blue that look as if they belong to an elder of the clan. Not a young she-cat like her. Even her striking similarities to a ferret don't offer her a second glance. Only gifting her with the suffix 'ferret' after the prefix 'missing'. She was born to Northernlight on the WinterClan border along with three other sisters, Skylark, Hazelracoon and Hollyberry. Her kin descends from the clan, but she half belongs with loners too. It allows her a sense of belonging that being born an outsider doesn't. She is proud of her kin and close relatives, despite not being so special herself. She is the anxious type, always whittling on about some worry she possesses. Not a coward, but she is quite paranoid. Always fearing the worst about those she cares about and it is easy to feel sorry for her. One would think she was a fragile baby, but when she's not worrying about someone it's the opposite. She loves to join in with her clan-mates activities, but only if she is included. Missingferret is extremely polite and submissive. If someone bothers her she usually lets it drop without saying anything, maybe even makes an excuse for why they might have done it. She is too overly sweet and kind for her own good, letting others walk all over her if they please. It doesn't help that she speaks so quietly and low in tone. Often she goes unheard when she actually does speak. She is easily embarrassed and has a tendency to be clumsy when she's nervous. She's an awkward cat, but one with a beautiful heart.

Hazelkit (raccoon)
Rped by Tempestfrost
Divine Beauty. Inside, and outside. This cat seems to be nothing more than an illusion to most. She lives in the shadow of her sister, Hollyflicker, who is blind. In the clan, she is usually the one who stays quiet, and just listens to the opinions of others. Her name is Hazelraccoon. Hazelraccoon has cream colored fur, and her tail has brown rings around it. She has beautiful light blue-grey eyes that seem to sparkle like glitter. Hazelraccoon's personality is much like her father's, she preffers to stay quiet, and to not talk much. Besides that, Hazelraccoon is very, very kind, just not in the way you'd expect. She doesn't show her true kindness very much, due to never talking. Hazelraccoon's mother is named Northernlights, and her father is named Wastedflame. She has 3 siblings, Hollyflicker, Missingferret, and Skylark. Hazelraccoon loves her family like nothing else. She never really thinks of having a mate and kits, but she hopes that she will have ones someday. Hazelraccoon's loyalty cannot be argued with, for if you do doubt her loyalty, she'll just have to show you how much she loves her clan. Her battle skills aren't as good as her hunting skills, which are phenomenonal, but she is a fairly good battler. She battles better in the snow, because she can blend with the snow. Hazelraccoon wants nothing but good for her whole clan, and clanmates.

Brackenkit
RPed by catlvr32
A small orange and black she cat with green eyes. Her colorings are scattered all over her in different spots. She is fun loving and careful. She would never run away or hurt anyone. She dreads going into a fight when she gets older and never wants to fight. Her mother and father died right after she was born, and she has always longed for another mother to somehow come.

Featherkit(breeze)
Rped by whitekit/paw/tail
Sweet, Kind, and Daring is three words that describe this small and feather soft she-kit. She always does whats right unless it can harm others. Featherkit is strong willed and figths for what she believes in. All the time she is constantly looking for things to do to help her clan. Even though she is small in size she has a lot of courage and bravery to make up for it. Before coming to winterclan she was born to an abusive father who always took out his anger on her after he killed her siblings and her mother. She does not like to talk about her past but it doesn't bother her when its mentioned. You can always trust this cute little she-cat even with your life if its needed.

/~Queens~\

Spiritlight
Rped by Bramblemask973
A snow white she-cat with with a strange grayish blue swirl on her forehead. She is very sweet and sometimes, she seems to glow a light blue. Her pelt blends in perfectly with thesnow in leaf-bare. Spiritlight's eyes are a clear sky blue with amazing depth. She is not deaf, unlike some blue eyed white cats and she's not blind either, which most cats think when they see her eyes. Spiritlight loves kits and is one of the most loyal cats in her Clan. With her gentle and loving nature, any cat can grow to be her friend.
Mate: Bluethorn
Kits: Expecting

Goldenfleck
Rped by Love.Is.Forever
Silk black fur interrupted only by a golden tail tip, ear tips and front paws. Unforgiving pitch black eyes shine with flecks of gold buried in her irises. This is Goldenfleck, a coldhearted she-cat with very few friends. Her only true friend is Frozenfire, the Winterclan Medicine Cat. She was found by her wandering the territory, crazy and delusional from the cold. Frozenfire took her in and nursed her back to health. Goldenfleck had been in her early stages of pregnacy, but when she kitted, all the kits were too weak to survive in the cold. So, while she still had milk, she took in Frozenfire's remaining kits.
Mate: None
Kits: (Adopted)

Roseleaf
Rped by ::FrozenBit::
A very gentle she-cat with white fur and rose stricken eyes. She is a queen at heart and is very protective of kits. She lost her mate in a flood in which he saved her and their kit, Stormkit. She went into a depression after his death and that's when a Winterclan warrior found her and Stormkit. She is deeply grateful for her new family and would do anything to protect her loved ones. She cannot fight at all, even the sight of blood makes her faint.
Mate: None
Kits: Stormkit

Glorypath
Rped by em1234
A small white she-cat with yellow eyes. She is very troubled, but you could never tell. She has had a hard past and she is having a rogue's kits. She can seem distant and unfocused to those that do not know her. She's made some huge mistakes in her life and wishes to repair them, although she is on the verge of giving up on Starclan. Her kits are called Destinykit, Blisskit, Charmkit, Reasonkit, Eternalkit and Aurorakit. She wants to keep their father a secret from them because she is afraid that they will judge her. Glorypath admired her mother Risingsun, but never liked her father because he always disapproved of the toms she loved. Mentally unstable, not far from having a breakdown.
Mate: Unknown
Kits: Aurorakit, Blisskit, Charmkit, Destinykit, Eternalkit and Reasonkit

Oceanbreeze
Rped by catlvr32
A beautiful silver/gray she-cat with blue/green eyes. She is happy about having kits, but also scared because she knows that Blazeheart is happy now, but she feels that when she actually has them, he won't want any part of them. She is a great hunter and somewhat good fighter. She is a loving and trustworthy mate and would never want to do anything to upset or harm her mate.
Mate: Blazeheart
Kits: Hollykit, Joykit, Angelkit

Stonesoul
Rped by Archerkit
Come closer to the edge, I dare you. Watch as your life flashes before your eyes as you suddenly plummet through the air to your death. Someone pushed you off and it is none other than Stonesoul. She watches as you struggle to hold on, her red-orange eyes burning into your pelt like fire as your claws slip and you fall through the air. Stonesoul has a horrible history. She killed her mother and fatherm but spared her sister, Unknownlove, as long as she was her evil minion. Then one day, Unknownlove failed to kill Unseendanger, she she killed her, sending Unknownlove to the Dark Forest along with Unseendanger. The last thing Unknownlove saw was Stonesoul's grayish-white pelt tainted with her own blood. Why is Stonesoul like this, you ask? When she was an apprentice, there was a tom who was a moon older than her named Falsepaw, later known as Falselove. One day, she walked up to him and whispered into his ear, "I-I love you." His eyes lit up with surprise and embarrassment. "I love you too." He replied, but two moons later, he said the same thing to a she-cat named Dallaspaw. Stonepaw killed them both. It broke her heart and hardened her soul, thus earning her name. She loves to kill and loves the metallic taste of blood. One day, she hopes to be leader.
Mate:
Kits:

Watertail
Rped by catlover1023
A gray she-cat with misty white paws, brown ears and ginger tail rings. She has black stripes that look like a zebra's too. Her eyes are a bright yet dark blue, almost violet. She is very nice and sweet despite the fact that she live in the coldest place of all the Clans. Her pelt is very thick, soft and feathery, so she is able to survive the drastic conditions of Winterclan. She fits in because she can fight a fox and get out alive and she is very cunning and strategic. She lived with her adoptive sister Leaffire after her parents died from poisoning from twolegs. While she was there, she learned how to survive on her own. A few moons later, her sister had a mate, Stormfrost, and three kits, Icebliss, Grayspark and Cloudedmint. She thought it got to cramped and left on her way. She met many and battled many, killing a few and leaving a few bleeding and scarred for life. One cat she regrets hurting was a nice tom, Marshfire, who realized she was how she was from a hard beginning. She didn't kill him because she felt guilty for fighting him in the first place. She came to Winterclan, hoping to find a home and did. She is looking for that one tom that is like Marshfire, understanding and carefree.
Mate: Asterstar
Kits: Sakurako, Monochromekit, Colorlesskit, Koikit, Peculiarkit and Onyxkit

Echolight
Rped by Lillybrook
A beautiful silver tabby she cat with sapphire blue eyes. She is small for a warrior and has the soft looks of a kittypet. But her soft looks and kind and gentle nature hide an unbreakable will.Echolight made a mistake and took a mate from a different clan. As soon as she discovered she was having kits she ended the relationship and told her clan what she had done. They were not happy with her but they respected the fact that she had told the truth instead of trying to hide it. She realizes now that clan loyalty must come first no matter what. She would like a mate from Winterclan someday when they can see past the fact that she let an enemy warrior father her kits. She is frightened of what her kits' father might do now. He was not happy when she broke up with him and he vowed to take the kits for his own clan. She will never let that happen though. She is willing to die to protect her kits. When she is not caring for kits she is a loyal warrior. She is not as strong as some of the other warriors but her speed makes up for that. She walks and runs with grace and agility. She has vowed to remain loyal to Winterclan from now on
Mate: None
Kits: Cinderkit, Sootkit, Brindlekit

Cypressshine
Rped by: Mallowshine
A short furred silver tabby she-cat with bright copper eyes and a stub of a tail. Cypressshine tend to get in trouble a lot, but she can tell a amazing stories. Heart blazes like fire, as she sharpens her claws, she is not a afraidy-cat she is soft to her Clanmates. Brave as the wind, and Her mate as smart as a owl. Her mother Lightflare loved her more then ever, and spoiled her a bit, but it made Cypressshine be more kind and thoughtful and not too bratty. Her mate Lemongaze was a handsome cat with lemon eyes, she doesn't like to to talk about this very much.Cypressshine's only flaw is that she cannot lie without feeling the utmost guilty and shameful.
Mate: Lemongaze
Kits:

Mockingsky
Rped by Daisyjay
Mockingsky is the classic beautiful Winterlclan girl. She has shining, fiery ginger fur with radiant, darker tabby stripes, and thin streaks that frame her face well. Her flame hued fur sets off green eyes that might otherwise be seen as a light, boring green on a cat of less impressive coloring. Mockingsky is also quite large and, perhaps even better to describe than muscular, brawny. She carries herself with a lot of pride and charm, with her spreading, large paws and long, clumsily striped tail, which gives her quite the raucous air as it bats about through the air, making her seem even more the wandering, flirtatious she-cat. Her eyes are almost never seen as gloomy, always carrying a bright, warm light, as though gifted by the sun's rays. Nothing else much is of note with Mockingsky; she does have the odd patch of cream on her chest and a muddle or two on her underbelly, but not many other markings. Mockingsky isn't completely self-centered and inner focused. She does have a healthy self-esteem, regarding herself as one of the most beautiful she-cats in Winterclan. She can be boastful of her strength and physical dexterity, but does not constantly go on about her looks unless she truly wants to put a barb in another she-cat's side. Still, she doesn't go about thinking she's ugly, or looking down on herself. Believe it or not, Mockingsky is unbelievably sweet when she wants to be. There's no way she would ever be rude to a female, but she can have a biting tongue when it involves a male she considers a rival. Which is most toms in the clan and outside of it. She can take a biting response from a she-cat with silence, but can never resist trying to get back on her good side again, and won't stay sad for long.

/~Elders~\

Crystallinewonder
Rped by Love.Is.Forever
Pure whiteness, hidden in the snow of Winterclan territory. The crunch of snow beside you reveals a she-cat with deep brown eyes. Crystallinewonder is kind, when she wants to be. Her more wintery personality reveals her snappy moments, but nonetheless, she does enjoy hanging out with family and friends. Her sister is Memorieslost. She and her sister both came to Winterclan as apprentices, cold, wet skinny cats with no where else to go.

Halfear
Rped by .:Snowytail:.
Like a storm cloud, this gray tom is somewhat rebellious ad selfish at times. But inside he has the true heart of a tiger. He is fearcely territorial and sometimes enjoys being center of attention. But how did he get such a name? His ear was sliced in battle, and although his mother stopped loving him afterwards, he kept strong. He was formerly known as stormheart. Until recently when he got his injuries he moved to the elders den. He had a mate, named shelltail, but she soon passed in the paws of StarClan. Why such a sad story? He only feels it is the best way to gain his courage and to be ready for the future.

Frozenash
Rped by Palisade
A pale gray tom with blue eyes. Very quiet and perceptive. Once had a mate, but lost her during her kitting with his daughter, Miragesong. Would do anything to protect her and his sister, Shadebelly. He is a loyal member of Winterclan and will always stand by his Clan-Mates. After his pregnant daughter was murdered, he is a shell of his former self. Frozenash was once in the running to be Lynxspirit's mate, but he backed off due to his old age. He's been with WinterClan since Aireflow was Medicine Cat, and is the oldest cat in WinterClan. He served for several moons before finally retiring. He wishes silently that WinterClan would return to it's kinder self. Frozenash has also became a father figure to Ariadne, one of the Shards. She often visits him.

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The Collection

xxserenity — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 02:38:51 CST

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Whether it's photography, a drawing, a painting, a sculpture, or anything else, art is something that everyone loves. Art can remind us of beauty, even when the world seems hard and gray. Art can introduce a new idea, or represent an emotion, or thought. Here we have a collection of artworks by various users. Please feel free to look through various galleries, and enjoy.

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You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you. Welcome the world of words. Here, users can spin sentences into the tapestry of stories, or craft their words into poetry. If you love writing, then here is the perfect place to share your stories and poetry! Fill the paper with the breathings of your heart, and remember, the best time for planning a book is whilst doing the dishes.

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Step One
»	First step is to decide what type of pages you want? Stories, Designs, Art or Videos! Once you know which ones your going to do you can proceed to the page designing phase!!~
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»	Go to the revamp site for WCC2 [Here]. Then head to the Member Lounge section on that page and "Add a Page" under it. This is where you will make your page and get it approved by the Entertainment Manager or Assistants to make sure its appropriate for the site before its added to the main site.
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Find A Mate

xxserenity — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 02:31:36 CST

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Welcome To Find A Mate! Is your cat lonely and cannot find a mate? Well, if you can't find the perfect mate for your cat post a thread!
Then, you can RP and try to find the perfect mate for your cat! Message a moderator if you are confused!

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REMEMBER:
When creating a thread to find a mate, don't forget to include some of the information list below about your cats!

1. } Cat Name
-Make sure you include any "special" parts to your cats name, such as "star" if they are leader, "Lord/Lady" if they are from RubyClan, ect.

2. } Clan / Group
- Let your future mate know what Clan you are in! If you are a Clan cat and fall in love with a rogue, there could be some problems. Maybe if your mate loves you enough, they will join your clan or vice versa.

3. } Cat Description
- Include anything special about your cat, what you look like, things that your mate should know. Maybe your cat is blind in one eye or has a scar on their shoulder.

4. } Position
- It is pretty easy to identify some cats such as leaders, but make sure your mate knows how old you are! Some Clans have different rules on how old a cat can be before they are allowed a mate so make sure to ask your leader first.
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VenomClan Updates

.Sinister.Stitches. — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 19:20:03 CST

News and Updates

VENOMCLAN UPDATES; 2/22/2012
Hey guys. The AC is in session so make sure you reply to that. Hurp. Nothing else is really going on with Venomclan. Ceremonies will be out in the next couple days. The attack with CC is still on, so make sure you're getting in on that too. Keep up the good activity, love you guys.
xoxo Decapitation, Strategos of Venomclan.

IMPORTANT DATES;

March 1st; End of AC

venomclan ;; not your ordinary clan. a clan searching for power, lust, a reason. a clan destroying everything in their path. a clan poisoning the forest with it's strong prickle of venom.

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VenomClan Members

.Sinister.Stitches. — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 18:21:36 CST

Chief Decapitation

Scars run deeper than the skin. There is one she-cat that knows the true meaning of this. Abandoned, lost, alone. Don't underestimate this sassy feline. She will truly cast a scar in your mind if you do. Her snow-white pelt reflects the true colors of this cat. Her heart is cold and her decisions are final. If it's not her defying deep golden-orange eyes that almost look a bloody crimson, it's her bite that will truly leave a mark. Her claws will surely pack a punch if you tick the wrong nerve and unlike most cats, she isn't afraid to speak her mind to anyone. She always gets her way too, even if it's the kind of thing that some of the worst cats would be scared to do.. Traveling down the good trail was boring, so she decided to cut across the field of good and evil, finding the dark road much more pleasing. Be careful where you set your paw, for it may be your last step. Her voice is like a dagger but will slice you like a blade. Her acting job is quite impressive, be it acting like she is a sweet angel sent from StarClan or making you believe she is helpless. She won't let many get too close to her inner cat, for she knows the consequences to that. Known to many, Decapitation is a bloodthirsty killer, unforgiving lover, and if it she has to be described in one word; Demented.
Rped by .Sinister.Stitches.

Commissioner

Daphne- Oh, Daphne. At first glance, she seems normal. Innocently twisted, with the slightest hint of a sadistic edge that is present in all Venomclan cats. Her usual demeanor is light-hearted and flirtatious, a dangerous and yet alluring lioness whose motives are never clear. But everything changes the moment it comes to a fight; the moment the first line of red is scratched on your cheek. When it comes to a battle, Daphne becomes invincible. It's almost like she's a monster, the way her smile suddenly becomes the leering grin of Death as she dances in for the kill. Her claws are curved, and an unsettling bone-white, perfect for ripping out a cat's heart when they're still living. When faced with a strong opponent, you could say she almost feels pleasure from the pure challenge of defeating him. She never follows a set pattern when she attacks, always making unnecessary feints and movements to confuse the opponent. In a sense, she's quite flashy when it comes to fighting, although it's never an aimless battle that won't gain her anything. As a whimsical liar, there's no doubt that she's dangerous. Rped by Abracadabra13107

Overseer

Tayler- As well centered as the ground beneath her, unbreakable in her beliefs, and as stubborn as a mule, there are ways into this unyielding she-cat’s heart, but few and far between actually come close enough to know the real Tayler. Brutal when the time calls for it, her aggressive fighting skills set her above most cats, showing that she is not afraid to kill another to prove she is stronger. Cooperation and negotiation make up the largest two elements of her policies. If she cannot get a cat to see her way, she attempts a different angle, compromising to keep both companies content. Now, Tayler doesn’t have a heart of stone, inside that mastermind of hers is a doubtful cat that feels all alone. A complex that she has had since her mother gave birth to her and her five siblings, keeping three and leaving her and her youngest sister to die. Tayler somehow survived, landing herself in the middle of VenomClan territory. Not many cats pay any mind to her, and with Matt’s constant rude comments and clashes, she feels like nobody could possibly love her. When she gets angry, she lashes out at the closest cat to her, claws unsheathed, teeth bared, no questions until later. Other than that, this care free spirit prefers the balance of nature to life in camp. Tayler isn’t hard on the eyes, her dainty appearance often fools cats into thinking she is not meant to be in VenomClan, but really, the gentle curls of her long golden fur are nothing but a decoy. Broad shoulders and a strong muscled body are a great advantage for her in combat, especially when her stamina and speed come to play. Her pelt is dusted with darker orange flecks, giving her pelt a slightly spotted look, though they flecks are so light that they can’t really be seen well unless the sun is directly shining down on her pelt. Large metallic blue eyes give her an airy appearance. With claws are black as night, If you annoy her, she will leave a mark you will never forget. Rped by Dappledkit

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Curandera

Toxicity - This poor cat's felt way too much hatred in her life. She has a not-that-odd reason for her being Curandera; Toxicity feels that she has harmed, killed, or scared too many happy and peaceful souls, and being someone who can heal her clanmates helps her feel less remorseful about it. Don't underestimate her though, she's been inches away from reverting back to her deadly old self, due to her major short temper issues and willingness to use her claws. Although she's a relatively young cat, Toxicity's once glossy black fur has dulled into normal jet-black after all the hardships she's been through. However, her eyes, though, have always been and always will be a bright, lovely amber color, and easily betray her emotions to other cats. Toxicity is a very clever cat; she can form plans easily and also her memory is very helpful in being Curandera. She's also a somewhat mean cat; her icy tongue is very willing to start flying insults at you. This comes right after you flare up her short temper, which is /not/ a smart thing to do. Her personality isn't really that of a Curandera - it may seem that she hates her job, because whenever you come to her with a sickness or injury you get yelled at for being an idiot and then for bothering her. She's also very stubborn and can easily make you go with her to collect herbs, whether it be blackmail, threats, etcetera. Probably the only cats she treats nice are the Curandera Novice [and sometimes even the Novice gets the worst side of her] and maybe her leader, and she just happens to love kits. When it seems that Toxicity hates her job, she doesn't. She actually loves it, being able to help VenomClan, although she has a special place in her heart for the hatred of everything else. Get on this she-cat's good side, and just maybe you won't get 'accidentally' hurt while being healed. Get on her bad side, and...well, you're probably already on her bad side. Rped by LittleSilver

Curandera Novice

Sanity-kepa - Her name is of no importance. It no longer describes her. Her looks and skill are all that ever matters to others. To her, it’s her duty to the one Clan that would take her in. VenomClan. But first, onto her appearance. Her pelt is a sleek black. Very plain. But that is not all. The root of her fur is frozen-water-blue, giving her pelt an appearance almost as if it’s frosted in ice. Her pelt also has faint red and orange tinges on the very ends of all those tiny hairs. Almost like a battle between fire and ice. Similar to the battle on the inside. But we shall not move to that yet. Now that you know her general appearance, let’s get into more detail, starting with her beautiful face. Her ears are slightly bigger than the average cat, but not enough that any cat would notice. Her teeth are very long and sharp but partially transparent, like the icicles hanging from the mouth of a cave in the middle of leaf-bare. Different from her claws, but we have not gotten there yet. Her teeth just barely peek from behind her lips, the very ends glinting in the sun- or moon-light every moment. Those deadly daggers could be as harsh as to rip flesh and break bone in a single bite, or as gentle as to carry a newborn kit to its mother’s belly. Her muzzle is a dark blue-like color instead of the red tips and blue roots across most of her long fur. Her eyes are amazing and just as contrasting as the rest of her. Her left eye is the color of ice. Her right eye is the color of fire. Rped by BluestarRocks!

Slayers

Wolf- A gray young tom with dark gray eyes and a black lightning bolt on his side. He is the brother of Rainstar. He killed his parents while they were all loners because his parents were planning to kill them all. No one knows why he killed them except himself. Wolf has very sharp fangs that have poison on the tips of them. Wolf is quick and quiet, never noticed in the shadows. Wolf loves his sister, even though she never notices, he looks out of Blade. Wolf is feared by many and he loves it. Wolf is usually found on a tree, watching the other cats. He has killed thousands of cats and sometimes he dreams of his kills. He knows that he is going to dark forest but he really doesn't care. He is actually looking forward for that. Rped by Raspberrycrisp

Syn- You wanted trouble, you got it. This little ball of spitfire can give back as good as she gets if not better. Surprisingly, she looks nothing like her mother Metra E'tani, nor her father. She has a different yet very detailed pelt, and at a first glance you would say, oh, she's just another Persian cat. You would be wrong. Her undercoat is a light blue, unlike her sisters who are red and black, then a layer of more firm, dark blue hairs cover the first, then finally a layer of dark midnight blue which covers her from head to paw. It is true that she is complicated in just about every way; you will see what I mean when you see her eyes. They are a light gold with many twists and turns that are unexpected. First a layer of golden that pools in the background, then a bright yellow splotch here and there creates the illusion of a slightly lighter mix. Next, a ring of shocking silver circles the pupil, spreading in every direction, thus creating a electric golden color. Her pupils are black with a tint; if you stare into her eyes for long enough you will start to see yourself spiraling in a never-ending circle. If you find yourself caught up in her eyes for too long, you will eventually get dizzy. Her claws are always slid out; they are wickedly curved and sharper than the sharpest thorn. A dangerous grin conceals a set of massive prestigious white fangs. She has a killer’s mindset with her mother’s wisdom; she is an all-together complicated cat whom no cat has ever figured out. She left PI one day for reasons of her own and joined VenomClan, much to the suspicion of the past leader. But she has proven where her loyalties lie and was permitted to stay in VenomClan and granted position of Gladiator. However, this is one she-cat you should expect no sympathy from, injury or no. She is like a puzzle, waiting to be solved. Rped by BluestarRocks!

Gladiators
Draco- Fire, the depths of his eyes smolder hotter then the summer sun, which area deep and handsome amber/orange color that calls upon the true fire of his spirit. Draco is far from quiet, subdued, or even submissive, and never takes no for an answer, unless, of course, it is coming from a cat of higher rank. His pelt is completely black with white paws and a white splotch by his left eye. Strong, powerful muscles are seen under his short furred pelt, and is a great hunter and fighter. He is larger then most cats his age. Easily angered and uncontrollable, Draco tries to prove to himself and others that he isn't the way he portrays himself, but even he knows that he can't do so. He's a handsome tom, but most cats can't see past his anger. He has dreams of becoming a great cat and hopes to help out his clan in as many ways as possible. His sleek fur is often ruffled and unkempt because Draco is too busy playing or hunting to pay attention to his pelt. Born and left for dead at 2 weeks old, Draco was sure to be fresh kill for any other animals that live out in the forest. Luckily, he was found by a VenomClan patrol. He feels like an outcast since he has no relatives. Rped by Dappledkit

Sora- “Beware the Darkness, the heartless are coming” is a phrase that often haunts this young tom cat in his dreams. He doesn’t understand what or who the heartless are, and he believes he will never understand until he pads into the dark depths of the Dark Forest and asks the cats of evil himself. Sora’s eyes are dark sapphire blue orbs that go on forever like a dark abyss, swallowing up all thoughts of darkness. This cat is far from mean spirited, and his heroic attitude sometimes rubs off on others. His spiky dark brown and black tinted fur juts out along his jaw line and around his ears, giving him the appearance of a lion’s mane, even though it’s just an excess of fur. Sora’s wit is as sharp as any tooth or claw in battle, and even without that, he is still a brilliant fighter. He is almost always one step ahead of his opponent, and when he isn’t, he normally has a counter attacked already planned out. Due to his bright personality, Sora feels like an outcast among the cats of VenomClan, yet he refuses to leave because of his friend, Darnassus. He follows orders closely and tries his hardest in almost anything he asked to do. For some reason he refuses to attack mice, but this is purely subconscious, he doesn't even truly understand why. He wants to travel the territories to learn more about the other clans, but knows that this dream will never come true. Rped by Dappledkit

Darnassus- Shy and quiet, Darnassus was never considered to be a strong cat. This dark grey she cat with ivy colored eyes is weak in spirit and was easily broken by the crueler cats of Venomclan, such as her older brother, Draco. The only reason why she is still alive today is because of her own speed and wit. Spiteful towards all that are mean to her, Darnassus plans on revenge, and hopes to accomplish it in any way possible. She has no voice of her own and often relies on her best friend, Sora, to speak up for her, even though she can speak. She just doesn’t have the strength to become anything. When she grows up, she fears becoming a gladiator because of the test Novices have to take to prove themselves to the clan. This constant worry has not helped her already poor mental state. Abandoned at a week and a half, Darnassus has separation anxiety and refuses to leave the only clan that has accepted her. This she cat is a great hunter though, no cat can deny her that. It’s just the rest of her personality that is questionable among the other cats. Sora hopes that she will grow out of her shyness and learn how to defend herself before she becomes a Gladiator, but not even he believes she will survive. Will this she cat survive VenomClan? There is no way to be certain. Rped by Dappledkit

Riku- Riku is a broad-shouldered, silver-grey tom with sparkling turquoise eyes. He and Sora have been friends since they were little... until Riku let in the darkness. He was separated from Sora for a long, long time, and when he learned that his friend was part of VenomClan, he joined almost instantly. His claws are always unsheathed; sharp, deadly, sparkling things that can be used to a deadly effect in battle. Some of the fur on his head covers his eyes slightly, giving him an always-depressed looked, but he's really not. While searching for Sora, Riku fought many great battles, earning himself scars which are hidden under his soft silver-grey fur. In the event of a battle, Riku will throw himself in without looking back, without a second thought. Riku is a very watchful tom, sleeping with one eye open. He would do anything for Sora and the Clan, even if it kills him. He's not interested in having a mate; instead, the only satisfaction he needs is knowing that his friend Sora is okay. Rped by WarriorsCatsRock219

Kaatje - Kaatje is a cat like no other. Her eyes like a luminous light waiting to engulf you. A pine tree green, rimmed with black specks following throughout the colors. Following perfectly, a gray pelt matches her eyes, sketched with dark black stripes each hair tipped white throughout her pelt. Kaatje's ears are pointed, and her muzzle almost flat and rounded. Long whiskers rim her muzzle, matching her long furred pelt as well. Her tiny white paws seem to be silent, moving throughout the shadows of the forest, most cats don't know she is there.. Until it's to late. Piercing green eyes seems to be the last thing they see before an unfaithful death. Kaatje tends to take no mercy, fore where she comes from, it is not needed. Her long razor sharp claws seem like blades when they hit the flesh of an innocent, but she doesn't care. She thrives off of the pain of others, but don't worry, she has a soft spot as well. Not many cats can find that tiny spot, not many at all. In fact, she thinks it makes you weak, and she doesn't like being the weak one of anything. That is why she made Kitsune promise to never tell of the day he had found her, hopeless, and ready to give up. Now when she looks back on that day, she thinks that she owes Kitsune, forever in his debt. This might explain as to why she is so loyal to him. Just as she has loyalty so also has lust. Lust for power, but doesn't every cat? Born a long way away from VenomClan, held where cats thought that she-cats were nothing more than a breeding tool. She was considered the most beautiful in the rogue group, held in waiting for the leader, fore the leader wanted her kits, where she came from, it was thought that the most beautiful cat would give strong warriors for fighting. But Kaatje would not be used. Before the tom even had a chance, before she was old enough to have kits, she secretly taught herself to fight. Fighting for she-cats was forbidden within the group, thought only that the males could do the fighting. So training in secret, she thought that she could fight her way out. In a way.. she did. Caught by a group of cats, she was sent to the leader to be killed. They held her down, thought it would be an easy kill. Let's just say that the leader no longer lives, and the group split. Then she ran, no longer afraid of any cat, or anything. Then attacked by a fox, not even her could take on a fox alone. That's where Kitsune came in, and her destiny had just begun. Rped by Ashenfate

Art- A white bright milk-like she-cat with one jade green eye, and one a puddle-like blue. Her eyes are quite a sight indeed, but cats choose to say nothing of it, mostly because of her sister, Muse. Her sister seems to be over protective of her, always watching her and making sure she is okay, but she doesn't complain. She is happy to have a sister to love her. Of course.. Muse is the only thing she has. Born in a crowded barn, her and Muse left for a better life, they found VenomClan. Now the two sisters live much more comfortable there, but don't let that fool you. Art has a sweet personality, kind and generous. In battle you'd think you didn't know the same she-cat. Art is like fire flashing through the forest in battle, claws glinting in the light as they tear into a cat's skin. Watch out.. Don't worry though, she may not be able to beat you in battle, but she can try. She always fights better right beside her sister, they seem like a double team. Always doing the same battle moves back to back. These two are an unstoppable pair indeed. But as said before, alone she is hardly a mere kit in battle. She is much more of a hunter, her long legs make it easy for her to catch and provide prey for her clan. She takes great pride in her hunting skills, and hardly ever comes back with no prey, even in leafbare. Rped by Ashenfate

Muse- Quiet. Daring. Charming. How could these things be put together? She hardly speaks, not many words. She shows great courage, in battle at most. She has those looks, that toms cherish most. Muse is a different cat, odd, yet peculiar. Dark black fur, like the black of a panther, and deep evergreen jade eyes. Her pelt holds flecks of white ticked on the ends of each little hair. Making it look like an odd array of black with white shaded in. Her legs short, but strong, and her tail bobbed. Wouldn't you think she is quite an odd cat? She looks nothing like her sister Art, yet she seems to be very over protective of her. Her sister is everything to her, the only thing she has left. In battle she'll always have her sister's back. Her short legs make in hard for her to reach far to catch prey, or jump long ways to pounce on the prey. Thus making her much more suited for battle. Her muscles etched with strong veins showing her strength. Don't get her wrong, she is a very small cat, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have what it takes to fight. Quiet she is, but when she does talk, every word is either enforced with venom, or boredom. Her past is nothing that bothers her at all, simply born in a large and over crowded barn, she left with her sister and found VenomClan, and now there she stays watching over her sister. She grows proud of Art as she demonstrates her hunting skills, never is she jealous of the young cats abilities. Rped by Ashenfate

Cello - There isn't much to say about Cello. He is a cat of little words, but they are magic non the less. The first thing about Cello is that he is a soft amber-brown tom cat, with bright milky blue eyes. His voice is the most wonderful thing about him, however he doesn't speak often. It is deep, but smooth and silky. Its almost as if when he speaks music is made. Cello is a long legged cat, with a fluffy tail. He is muscular and well built as well. But Cello feel little to others. Why? Cello is very self-conscious . He doesn't like himself very much. Cello has a sister, named Viola. She is the very opposite of Cello. Though Cello is older, about a year older than her. Sometimes he wishes to be like Viola, though he knows he can never be that outgoing. Cello likes to hunt, for he is good at it. He can concentrate on things easily and its his time to be relaxed. When it comes to battles, well lets just say that Cello isn't exactly good at it. He wants to learn though, because he feels useless otherwise. He hates that feeling a lot. But he knows that as long as he is committed to learning, he will succeed eventually. He is very soft hearted. So how did he find his way into Venomclan? That is a good question, but he does have a dark side. Its concealed, just waiting to be fully awakened. RPed by ParanormalSeduction

Viola - Its like she is magical. She can charm you with her eyes. Make you fall in love with her voice. Even hypnotize you with her movements. Viola is a beautiful young amber colored she cat. She has the most striking green eyes, hints of blue and amber sparkling in them when the sunlight hits them. But not only her looks are amazing. She has a great attitude, though she can be very stubborn. Some call her annoying, but she is one of those that can even take that as a compliment. Viola definitely is a little to cheerful for a Venomclan cat, but she has the spirit of a dedicated fighter who will never betray the clan that gave her a home. However, she doesn't like to follow the rules. She finds it as her duty to break them. Though with her cute personality, how can you punish her? Her brother is Cello, who is probably the most quiet cat in the whole clan. Funny isn't it? Loud and quiet. He happens to be around a year older than her, so she often looks to him for advice about life. But she will never admit he is better than her. She does wish that she had his calm attitude and control. Will she ever be evil? Probably not, but she sure can pretend. RPed by ParanormalSeduction

Blade- A jet black she-cat with dark golden eyes that look red sometimes and two gray fangs on her side as a birthmark. She is very smart and thinks quick on her feet. Blade hates her two siblings and think they're stupid. However, she kinda admires Wolf because he never backs down from a fight even if he knows he is going to die and because he is so proud. She loves hiding in the shadows because she believes that she can hear the ghosts of cats talking to her, telling her her next move. Blade, at night, is usually found in a little field, watching the stars and the moon. She feels lonely without her dear sister, Moon, beside her. Blade doesn't give up in a fight until the other cat is badly injured or dead. Rped by Raspberrycrisp

Cora- A simple yet beautiful image is cast by this she-cat. Her pelt is a plain gray color, made better by faintly shading to a darker color towards her underside, muzzle, and tail-tip. The end of her feathery tail is black as coal and her muzzle is almost as dark, just a shade lighter, sun-bleached from her never-ending life as a huntress for her Clan. Her eyes have larger-than-normal pupils and too-small violet irises. Her eyes are those of snakes. Look into them, and you're frozen with fear... They stare down into your very soul. Her pelt is not too long and not too short, the perfect length to keep her cool in the hottest green-leaf and warm in the coldest leaf-bare. She has several scars down the length of her back from previous fights, plus her left ear is cut short, almost the entire thin skin torn off, due to an argument she had with a rogue tom. Funny thing is, she got the better end of the injuries. She's such a troublemaker. Her body shape is lean, skinny, and short, with stubby legs. Don't let size fool you, though. Cora is quick and strong, with the ability to take down a cat twice her size. Cora is also very rude and snappy. She is very good with words and can trap anyone with her wordplay. She's very famous for talking others into doing her work, promising them things then coming short on her end of the bargain. She also uses her skills with words to make snide remarks and put others down. Cora is very independent and very hard-working, but cats perceive her as lazy because she always makes others do her work. It isn't because she doesn’t want to... She just hates even the thought of taking orders from another cat. Doing things as she pleases is all she'll ever do, unless the leader is serious about the orders. Then she will listen. She longs to be a total loner, but she was born in VenomClan and feels loyalty, so she can't abandon it. She has determination to complete things, but only if she wants to. She doesn't do things to please "the man". She doesn't seek out a mate, and toms don't exactly seek out her. She says the reason she doesn't find a mate is that love ties you down. But, deep in her soul, she knows the true reason. Her parents weren't the best parents a cat could have. They abused her, put her down, and treated her terribly. They were exiled from VenomClan, but the things they did remain permanent scars, outside as well as inside. Her undesirable personality is because her parents were so horrible to her. Now, she is afraid to have a mate because she doesn't want her kits to have to endure the pain she did. Overall, she is beautiful and skilled but has a horrible personality that pushes others away from her. Her words and actions sting like venom. But, of course... That's the way she should be, right? The only kind of cat she knew when young… Rped by BluestarRocks!

Silk- Small white she-kit with pink eyes. She is extremely adorable, and who wouldn't notice her bright smile? Fighting isn't her strong point, personally she prefers hunting. Cats tends to wonder how she got her pink eyes, but they already know that silver eyed cats exist. Don't say she isn't the playful type, because she is and really dislikes negative attitudes, emotions, desires and so on. A sly attitude in charming kits and cats, friendly ones would gather to her like a magnet. Mysteriously keeping her secret for falling in love with Chess-kepa, she hide it very well, at times. Silk-kepa commonly nag around the tom kit by asking him things like playing, wondering on the area or to simply talk. Still she feels pretty cocky when Chess-kepa, slightly ignores her. Rped by kiki789

Nazumi- A night black she-cat with icy blue eyes that seem to shine a pale gray whilst reflecting the moon. Nazumi really enjoys taking midnight walks to just sit and simply stare at the moon. She likes to take note of all its seemingly miniscule craters, and is endlessly mesmerized by it. It never stops interesting her, the moon. Nazumi believes that kits should be strong and ready to fight, and that their innocence, their ignorance of cruelty, should be eliminated for their own good. She feels the need to make sure the young ones of the clan, including apprentices, are brought up "right" - aka brutally. Like the killing machine she became as a kit. She has a heart, it is just thinly veiled, like the glowing light that flows over the moon she so loves. She feels like wherever she is, as long as she can see the moon, that she is in a magical place. Rped by єυρhσяια

Rose- A brown tabby she-cat with green eyes. She is named after her grandmother, Rosestar. She used to be soft and sweet, when she grew up in Crowclan, but she turned rude and sarcastic. She is insanely harsh, having only negative remarks most of the time. Is kinda dramatic, which is a habit for her. She likes to be the center of attention. Has a 'I'm better than you' attitude, which she gets from her mother. She used to be around her siblings, Bronze, Dream, and Burning all the time. Her father is Rune and she misses him insanely. She hopes to be a leader, but would rather stay and fight for her clan. She is sweet and sour too cats. Her mother is Savannah. Left Crowclan after she became ashamed of the 'weak' clan. So she went to where her mother was and decided that's where she belongs. Rped by Paranormalseduction

Zepha- Fire. Her amber eyes glow like fire. Her teeth. Her teeth are sharp and deadly enough to kill a deer. Zepha believes in evil, and follows it's rules. She has a deep brown pelt that disguises her well in the shadows. She has deadly amber eyes that intimidate foes before the attack. Her left ear is ripped from battles and her tail is cut short by the claws of her enemies, but she likes it that was. Zepha is a born leader, her headstrong confidence helps her keep control. Naturally murderous, in battle she always reigns supreme against her enemies. Because of her natural taste for blood, she will not stop fighting until she has tasted victory. Killing is her forte. Socially, Zepha is a total flop. She lashes out at any cat who dares to prove her wrong. She isn't afraid of getting her claws bloody in a fight with a clan-mate. Even though she isn't a very obedient cat, she is loyal in her own way. She will fight for their clan, protect Venomclan at all costs. RPed by TopazFire

Origin-A cage door falls to the cold laboratory floor, red lights flash like a fire in the darkness, alarms sound through the chaos, a large slate gray Maine cat tom cat steps onto the floor, his grayish red eyes glint, and his long fur is matted and sliced in some places making him look horrid in the red light. A smile lights up his face and blood trickles to the floor from a wound on his side. The humans had placed a strange cold device in his skin there and he had ripped it out of him, its remains scattered across the floor. With great speed, the tom leaped onto the large cage in front of him and sliced hard through the metal until it finally gave way. A pitch black silver spotted Sereval looked up at him from the darkness as the last light from her silver eyes faded. Feet pounded in the hallway outside of the cage room. The large tom licked his dead friend softly and with the skill and silence of the best hunter, he made his way out of the building and into the cold night air. This tom is special in many ways. That was only the more recent part of his story. At one time he was a happy little kitten with his whole life in front of him. His pelt was groomed daily by his mother and his father was extremely proud of him. His name had once been Silverlight but that changed the day him and his family were captured from their home in the woods to live in a cage for the rest of their pitiful lives. His memories were erased from him and he soon forgot what it was like to live free in the world. The humans performed horrible experiments on him and soon his soft life was turned into a life of blood and pain. See he was a new weapon the humans wanted. They wanted to create a weapon out of an animal no one would suspect so they picked a regular house cat. They put a tag around his neck with an X stamped on it. He was to be weapon X, the strongest and most deadly of the cats they had engineered. His body was made to be like that of a wolf’s. His claws were fixed to be long and sharp but they could never be sheathed like a normal feline’s, instead they stayed out like the claws of a canine. His teeth were enhanced and altered to be long and deadly like two knives. His eyes were experimented on so that he could see more in the dark than any other normal cat but instead of his normal green eyes, they were now a sickly color that was a combination of gray and red. After all of this, the once happy little kitten turned into a spiteful tom. Kindness and love had forever been excluded from his dictionary. The only feelings he had were for the female who lived in the cage beside his. Her name was 7. She was the seventh experiment the humans had altered although what they were doing to her was slowly draining the life from her Sereval body. She grew very fond of the tom and they had become very close friends in the nine moons that they both lived there. She had begun calling him X like the name on his tag and he didn’t mind it as much as he should have. 7 told X to stop eating the strange white capsules the humans gave to him and soon, his memory returned to him. X had begun making a plan to escape but the day he was to do it, the humans placed a metal device into his side while he slept. When he awoke, he clawed it out and the pain, instead of making him cringe, sent him into a rage. With the strength of a lion due to the adrenaline coursing through him, he wrenched his cage door from its hinges and sent it spiraling down to the metal floor. Now we find him walking through the woods outside of the laboratory while thoughts of the things that had happened that day filled his head. Seeing his friend die in front of him had killed what little emotion was left inside of his heart. Some of the cats in the labs had spoken of cats who lived far away in groups. These cats intrigued X and he made his way through the night to find one of them. He vowed to leave his caged life behind him and to start out a new in this new foreign world. Every little sound made him on edge. Not because of fear, but of anxiousness. He was created to kill and that’s what he wanted to do more than anything. The silver tag around his neck felt cold and he ripped it off and threw it to the ground. With a disgusted glance, he made his way deeper into the forests and twolegplace’s towards his new home. Although he wanted to leave all of the past behind him, he dared not lose the only link he had to 7. His new life stretched before him like an open road and his heart clinched at the thought of leaving everything behind. Even though his emotions were almost gone, he knew in his heart that he would see 7 again someday even though he did not believe in a life after death. His new name was the first step of this new and unknown journey he was starting. His new name was to carry on the memory of all of the cats killed in those cold labs. Wherever the road led him he made a vow that every cat would know his name and every cat would know what he had gone through in his life to get to where he was. His new name was a legacy as well as a beginning was and is and always will be, Origin. Rped by Blitzstrike

Thunder- Thunder is a huge dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes. He is dark and secretive and not many trust him. That is probably for the best. Unless he takes a liking to you it is best not to cross him. His temper is something to fear. There are only a select few that have never been the subject of his rage and those are the lucky ones, or the smart ones. He surprisingly has a soft spot for kits. No one would guess that this huge tom would like kits. He keeps this a secret though because he sees this as a sign of weakness. Rped by Lillybrook

Strategostar- Strategostar is the original Strategos and creator of VenomClan. When he was a kitten, he was shunned by his parents from the clans. From that day, he vowed revenge on cats, including his own parents. When he was abandoned, he found a group of rogues that welcomed him to their Group. Eventually, the Group expanded it's influence throughout the forest with the help of Strategostar. However, he was not satisfied. When he gained enough strength, he murdered the Group Leader and proclaimed himself the rightful leader of Poison Venom. After gaining more and more ranks, Strategostar declared Poison Venom a clan, renaming the entire group VenomClan. He changed all the clan positions to match his own image and likeness. Now, he leads VenomClan through fear and power. He is a ruthless leader, cunning and witty in battle. His fierce fighting skills and filthy tactics are a lethal combination you don't want to mess with. He is guarded by the Overseer and loves to accept a challenge. If a VenomClan Cat would like to challenge him for his position, he'd be willing to accept. However, just know the chances are you will be killed. He is ruthless and selfish, caring about himself and the well-being of the clan. He's not the cat to mess with. Strategostar will defend his friends, family, and clanmates until the end. He would die just to save the lives of his loved ones and clanmates. If you get in his way, be prepared to die. Weak fools that cross Strategostar will be slaughtered. VenomClan follows a harsh set of guidelines created by Strategostar. If a VenomClan Cat is found violating one of the rules, they will be punished by Strategostar. Strategostar's fierce punishments can include physical torture, a mental challenge, or the guilt trick. Strategostar's cruel methods of torture and cunning eye prove to serve VenomClan. Rped by walrusworldstudios.

Song- dark brown tabby she-cat with cold ice-blue eyes. Usually can be found deep in thought, but whenever a battle is mentioned, her daydream fades and her claws unsheathe. Her heart even darker than her pelt, sometimes not even her own Clan can trust her. Song is not a cat to be messed with. One wrong word and she'll *literally* claw your ears off. I mean, she's done it before. Despite her icy personality and dark appearance, she softens at the thought of her own sucklings. But, believe me, once the sucklings are rookies, the light of battle will return to her eyes. Song doesn't just battle rivals though - she is forced to battle with her own heart on several occasions. Her dark heart used to be golden, and she still doesn't know where her destiny is leading her. Rped by Winterpath

Panthera- Handsome, aloof, estranged, Panthera is a dark and malevolent with a secret ambition: to rule the forest in any was possible. His light green eyes are rimmed in yellow, always making him have a "bright eyed" appearance when he is anything but. He is strict, pushing the rookies he has trained to the out most limit. He can't stand to hear anything that could diminish his ruthless and cunning reputation, especially when it is about any rookies he has trained. He refuses to deal with weak minded cats and has an innate ability to tell cats exactly what they want to hear. He is an overachiever that dreams of someday leading one of the many clans in the forest, even VenomClan if he could, and then make that clans very blood turn the forest red in anger and revenge. He is strong and muscular with well built shoulders and a handsome tan and brown fur coat, but, even though his good looks bring in many beautiful she cats, he is not interested in the slightest. All he cares about is getting his ambitions fulfilled.Rped by .::MadHatter::.

Amulet- Beautiful, yet rather ugly. In outside appearances, Amulet is a charming she-cat with a sleek shining silver pelt, and bold blue eyes. The way she carries herself is breathtaking, that is, if you didn't see her inner self. She's quite a monster deep inside her labyrinth of a heart. She deceives, fools around, until she has you exactly where she wants you. That's how Amulet catches her prey, as in cats. She is very clever, a cunning mind indeed. She is extremely good at making cats believe her stories, which is always a convenience to her. She doesn't care too much for toms, considering all they do is drool over her, so she keeps away from love. An amulet is always pretty, but sometimes, it can be cursed. Rped by .:FantasyRose:.

Maximum- Dangerous, Devious, and Deadly. Watch out for Maximum. Maximum is a dark brown she-cat with icy blue eyes. The tip of her tail and her underbelly is a light brown in contrast to the deepness of her dark pelt. She has a scar across her eye, and she has a deformed ear from when she was younger. She's not a Venomclan born cat. Rather, she was raised by dangerous rouges just long enough to learn how to take care of herself before she was abandoned and forced to live alone. It was a dreary way of living, and she often grew hungry as her hunting skills were not the best. Maximum encountered many battles, one in which almost took her life. That was when Venomclan found her. It was by their unusual mercy that she is alive. She was taken prisoner, until one day she was allowed to join Venomclan's ranks as a gladiator. Due to her history, many Venomclan born cats despise her. Their mistake. She is strong, and brave, making her a valuable ally. Despite this, she often is alone, which is what she tends to prefer after spending the majority of her life alone. She is cold to cats she doesn't know, but has a soft spot for those who care to be her friend, which is few. Maximum supports the cause of Venomclan, and hopes the day will come soon when they take over the forest. Rped by Silver.*.Angel.

Lizette - Hmmm. She's a thinker, that she-cat. Always creates a clever plan before attacking or practically before anything. This feature makes you categorize her as a cautious, slow, terrible fighter that doesn't react on impulse like everyone else. Yeah, you're terribly wrong. She's more of fifty percent planning, fifty percent impulse. Her speed is nearly unmatched because of her long, powerful legs. Her teeth and claws are short, sharp, and pearly white, perfect for the close combat Lizette enjoys so much. Her lovely glossy black fur, with its white markings and spots, can be so mesmerizing, and it's easy to get lost in her hollow, empty, emotionless dull green eyes trying to find out why they are so...dead. Her past is the reason, her missing father, her hatred for her mother, the murder of Natalie, her sister, and then being attacked by rogues who drove her to VenomClan. Lizette is a stubborn, harsh, mean, rough'n'tough no-nonsense she-cat - it may seem. She likes to have fun with her clanmates, and she actually enjoys kits a little. Yes, she is stubborn, harsh, and mean. And she's got a tough, icy exterior protecting her sensitive heart. So far, no one can melt it. She's ruthless, willing to kill; no wait, she's happy to kill, especially when it's to help her clan. Want a tip on how to handle this unstable mess named Lizette? She has more than a good and bad side. Rped by LittleSilver

Robin - Pretty and petite. About the size of an apprentice, but her spirit is as fiery and fierce as all the Hunter's put together. Her pelt is a vary dark ginger, almost red in colour, witch was why she was call Robin. Her eyes are a liquidity, copper-colour that shows all the fight inside this tiny she-cat. Cat's often make fun of her for her chirp-like meow, but end up losing an ear. Big-mouthed, smart talking with smooth come-backs, her tongue get's her into more trouble then her temper, which usually leads her to attack league-mate's, does. A fighter. Go-getter. A cat that just doesn't know when to give up. Robin is one of the most impatient cat's going, and most temper mental. Anything, from stepping on her tail to looking at her funny, or just the sight of you can set her temper a flare. There are many things that makes her angry, but the biggies are being wrong, some cat getting in her way and flies. There are lots, lots more, but you'll figure them out when she snaps are you and swings a paw at you. Not the kind of cat would expect to be a Shamen, but a cat the should be a Hunter. But no, despite her temper, Robin much rather heal cat's then hurt them, But do be warned, just because she doesn't like fighting, and she may be small, but she could trouble pass for one of the many best fighters in Primal Instinct. Strong willed and an extra large ego. Robin does not take anything mouth from nobody, if you say something to her she doesn't like, be ready for an ear full, if she doesn't rip them off first. Quit to judge and very un-trusting towards every cat. She only trusts a few cats, and those few cat's are vary close to her. Robin is ready and willing to take on any challenges that are thrown at her, from another cat to green-cough, she will not back down. Robin has no siblings or any other living kin. Robin has never though of herself as the kind to fall in love and have a family, she always jokes that mother's are more likely going to tell their Sucklings that if they don't go to sleep, Robin will claw out you're tongue. Besides, love is a weakness, right? Who needs it?!Deep down, even if she would never admit it, she would love to find a tom who'd loves her despite her anger problems and have a family. Most cat's don't think about how they will die, but Robin does. She had always dreamed of how she will die, not from something as silly as a green-cough, but in a battle, fighting. Rped by Hallow.Tree

Shock- Fiery yellow tom with a with stripe going down his back and intimidating lime green eyes. Despite his bulky figure he can run just as fast as the next cat and is very intellectually inclined. He has a brother named Pulse who is the exact opposite of him. He and his brother never speak to each other and never will. The like to stay apart from each other cause they can't stand each other. He is the sweetest tom there is and is always there for you. He always wears a smile and always has a high spirited attitude. He loves going for walks and talking to other cats. But he will never make friends with any one outside of his clan. He is just as loyal as he is nice. He will always stick to the warrior code and stand his ground in battle. He has a pure heart of gold and a funny personality that everyone loves to be around. Rped by -Tyranger-

Pulse- A pitch black tom with a gray striped tail and inquisitive violet eyes. So far everyone who has met him thinks he some kind of a psycho. He goes into battle and somethings just clicks, he kills without any remorse, and doesn't recall anything afterwards. He has a brother named Shock who is the exact opposite of him. He and his brother never speak to each other and never will. The like to stay apart from each other cause they can't stand each other, but there's more to the story. Pulse and his brother Shock used to be the best of friends. Shock used to be just like him killing anything and everything. They were feared by all other cats, an army of two. But one day Pulse went to far and killed Shock's mate. Ever since then Pulse has been in a transperancey that Shock got out of. Rped by -Tyranger-

Fox- Who said beauty can't be deadly? Fox is a slender dark ginger she cat with piercing green eyes. She is the image of pure beauty. Her long slender boy and dark ginger fur are offset by her eyes and that adds to her beauty. But she is evil... pure evil. She cares only for herself and her family. She stays with Venomclan because she thinks they can win. She can only be trusted by members of Venomclan. If you were to meet her in the shadows and you were not in Venomclan you would not come back out alive. She can be called cruel and heartless but this is not entirely true. She may be evil but she will defend her family rather than lose face. She believes in strength through victory in battle. You could call he a typically Venomclan cat., She would never be welcomed anywhere else in the forest and it is a no brainer that she will one day walk the shadowed paths of the dark forest. Rped by Lillybrook

Snare- Lets keep it simple, If you mess or even ask this Feline a question, she will gladly snap or claw at you just because of her haughty, and ill-tempered attitude. She Hates sucklings of all sorts, and would never believe in having any. As she used to slaughter and kill most felines that would push, brush or try to flirt with her. She is death-defying from her chipped ears and 1 1/2 inch claws that are very sharp, as so are her teeth. Her height is no matter, as it is 2 feet high, her length is 3 feet. Her legs are lengthy and she had easily throw claws from a little distance away. Serpent's pelt is beige with flecks of brown and a big of Crimson color on her claws, though she is used to killing and will most likely try on anyone she Doesn't respect. So I think you should earn the Trust, Love, Dignity, Rage, Hostiliy, Gluttony and Hope if you want to be on her side, and by those she takes them seriously, so try to grab all these "Seven Wishes", as she desires to call them, and keep track of which one to really calculate on.. She is quite a 'Ninja-Kitty' at night also. The night her most beloved charm in her personality and attitude, if it is a Bright, Sunny and Delightful day you will most likely catching her being hasty and mad. On a dark, cloudy day you could see her Joyful and Haughty, as her usual self. And now the most important thing, Friendship. We must talk about it, and now. "Friendship" is just a word, a mere thought of some Felines being close to eachother. She takes it seriously, and when she fights with friends, she is depressed. Cats like her she will trust, and forgive all together, How? Well friends to her are her family, beloved ones that had gotten past her rough side and can actually see that she is Trustworthy and actually nice. Rped by ...SerpentSnare...

Phenomenon- Have you ever felt abandoned? Like you were, left, un-cared for, or lost? Well, this cat has a quite unique story. She was born a kittypet, living the soft life. But not for long. Phenomenon was a strange cat. She enjoyed being stressed, even though there was much loveliness in her life. Her sister, Devine, always called her a enormous weirdo. Phenomenon never cared, of course. Her mother claimed that their father was a strange cat too. Nothing ever mattered to Phenomenon but her mother. Phenomenon's mother was always so kind, and caring to her. But, then that fateful day came. Phenomenon was walking around the Twoleg garden, when suddenly a giant monster was rushing her way. It had huge blades in the front, and grass was flying out of the back. Phenomenon yelped loudly, and ran for her life. But the monster followed. Just when Phenomenon was about to get killed, something, or someone pushed her out of the way. It was Phenomenon's mother who had pushed her. Her mother laid on the floor, coughing, and spitting. Phenomenon ran to her side, and pleaded for her to not die. But her mother simply said, "Be Strong," and passed away. Phenomenon was filled with anger, and sadness. It was her fault. She thought it was her fault. Without even going to tell Divine, Phenomenon hissed, and jumped over the fence, ran into the forest, and never came back. Phenomenon tried to live on her own for the longest of time. And she managed to do it. Phenomenon was the fiercest, meanest, and most feared loner. She could kill in a single blow. The whole forest knew her name. But eventually she grew lonely. Phenomenon traveled through many clans and groups, looking for a place to call home. Not many clans welcomed her. So, she took her welcome by force. Every clan or group she went to, she attacked the first cat she saw, then demanded to see their leader, or they would be her next victim. And it worked. Eventually she came upon Venomclan. Venomclan was her home, and Phenomenon knew it right away. She has lived there as a gladiator ever since. Phenomenon is a dark brown cat with light amber eyes. She is very feisty, but kind to her clanmates- if they are kind to her in return. Phenomenon has never really dreamed of a mate or sucklings, but she knows that when she meets the right person, she'll know it. Phenomenon is still picky about what she tells other cats, when they ask about her past. Phenomenon is Phenomenon, and if you're not okay with it, you'll just have to tell her, yourself, if you're up for a fight. Rped by -Forget-Me-Not-

Indication- When life gives you a thousand reasons to cry, show life you have a thousand reasons to smile. At least, that's what this tom used to think. Indicaton is a dark brown tom, with black stripes, and white feet. He has piercing yellow eyes, that might stab your soul, if you stare at them too long. His history is long, and its a sad one. When Indication was about the age of a kitten, he was born in a small town, in the middle of a dirt road. His living conditions were terribly low. Indication lived with two other cats, his mother, and his sister. His father had died in a badger accident. Those two she-cats had meant the world to him. They were his world. Without them, Indication was nothing. Absolutely nothing. But one day, huge monsters, the size of half of a tree, came bulldozing through the small town. "Hurry! To the forest! Quickly now!" Indication had called. But, his sister refused. She didn't want to leave the place her father had died, and the place she was born. Indication hissed in fury. "Fine! Die here! See if I care!" he hissed, then began running. His sister hissed in return, but obediently followed, along with their mother. Indication and family ran through the forests, for hours, even days. They were lacking food, and water. Hunting oporitunities were low. One day, their mother dropped. "Mother!" His sister cried, watching her topple over. "I can't go any farther my dear children. Please," she meowed, "remember me. Remember your father. Don't forget...Don't forget..." She meowed, and closed her eyes, ever so slowly. Indication watched in horror as his sister dug her head into their mother's fur, crying. He couldn't stand to watch this. "Sister, we must keep going." His sister shook her head. "No! No! No!" she screamed. Indication pinned her to the ground. "Get a hold of yourself! You're a mess! Mother would have wanted us to move on!" he hissed, then began walking farther into the forest. "I miss her, sister, I miss her too, but we need to move on. We cannot die as well." he meowed softly, and sighed. His sister soon followed, and they kept on walking. Many moons passed, and they were still traveling, with no luck of finding a home. Indication was growing older, stronger, and more powerful. He seeked power. He wanted to be the most powerful cat ever. His sister began to get worried, and confronted him, while they were resting by a river. "Indication, you can't become this. You can't go this low!" She hissed at him. "Don't you dare say that! You don't know everything, sister! Power is my only family now! And plus, who would care if I went to the dark side?" Indication meowed, keeping his calm. His sister let out a yowl of anger, and tackled him. Indication dodged, and pinned his sister to the ground. "I would care, you fur-ball! Please, don't. Don't go." she pleaded. Indication sighed, and jumped up. "I...." He said softly. Suddenly, he stepped back. "No! You're trying to change me! I am me, and you're just going to have to deal with it!" he hissed, then ran away. He ran as fast as he could. Goodbye.... He thought to himself. After a couple moons of walking, he met a cat. Her name was Amulet. "Do you live here?" Indication asked, his eyes narrowed to a slit. She shrugged. "Yeah. This is Venomclan Territory. You best be leaving." Indication thought for a minute. A clan. A real clan. "Is this one of those goody-two-shoes clans?" He hissed. "Do I look like I'm a goody two shoes to you?" Amulet hissed. "Right. Can you take me to your clan? I think I'm interested in living here." he meowed. Amulet nodded and took him to her clan. The clan was wonderful. He was surrounded by cats who wanted the exact same thing he did. Power. They all wanted power, and Indication loved it. He loved the feeling that he was being watched, and that he could trust nobody, yet they were side by side in battle, and in alliances. Indication loved it, and knew he would forever. Maybe. Only time can tell where Indication's destiny lies. Indication is currently a gladiator at Venomclan, and hopes to always be a gladiator in battle, or maybe even more. He has never really dreamed of a mate or kits, but when the special cat comes, he might just take up the offer. But, my dear friends, if you ever face Indication in battle, I fear, that moment might just be your last. Rped by DeathIndication

Akari- a breathtakingly beautiful grey tabby she cat with with stunning blue eyes. She breaks the hearts of the tom's that fall for her. She is a gifted fighter and has long sharp claws. She is lithe and swift. She strikes quick and hard. The scent of blood sends her into a frenzy. She is inexorable during battle and will not stop until you are dead. She is a quick learner. Before Venom clan she was a loner that would travel with her family though she deeply despised their soft-heartedness. When they ran into a Venomclan patrol she did nothing to prevent the death of her parent and sisters. After that she joined Venomclan and knows that this is where she truly belongs.She does nothing to prevent the spilling of blood because she always the one causing it." Rped by SilverMist

Serena- Intoxicating green eyes peer through the shadows, curious, and yet un-trusting all the same. This she-cat, cynical at heart, is cunning in almost any situation. She knows how to bend one's heart, to the worst even, and play with a situation to her benefit. She holds no loyalty for anyone, and is her own keeper of her emotions. Depressing, she is not, but rather humorous and witty. She could be looked at as mad, and bold in her actions, and perhaps a killer. Serena can truthfully not bring herself to kill a cat, unless it's in battle or in good reason. She looks at death with much hate, and perhaps is an enemy of it itself. Many times death should have captured her, taken everything she had to offer to the world, but she has escaped it's clutches. This gladiator is certainly not one to go down without a fight, or give herself for another. She lives for herself, and refuses to grow weak. Exotic with her velvet-black pelt, Serena slinks in the shadows, using the world as her toy. RPed by Veroar

Zane- A slick black pelt makes up this tom's fur, giving him a wicked image. He often has a mad smile that provides a striking image, whether good or bad, and he has an interesting humor. Zane seems to be good-natured, social, and upbeat face-to-face. In reality though, he forms bonds with others, and plays every situation, to win. Win the game of life, the game of power, and survival. He knows when to move on, stop the self-pity, and make the best of a situation, in all the ways that would benefit him. He does not live for other's, and it would take a very unique she cat or tom to break through into his guarded heart. Yes, Zane does believe that love is blind, and therefor- it can be approached in different ways. He has his eyes on the prize, though, and won't set himself aside to fulfill another's empty heart. Though he can be flirtatious, if one attempts to become romantically involved, they would most likely be ignored or abandoned. His fighting skills are brilliant, as he uses a variety of methods to win. Zane knows his limits, his weaknesses, and for that reason; he can conquer most things, and get by smoothly. Rped by :Degenerate:

Ice- You see a flash of white in the bushes. You turn and its gone. The next thing you know you are ambushed and you look up into beautiful sapphire blue eyes. You have just met Ice. Ice is a pure white she cat with beautiful Ice blue eyes. She could have her pick from any tom in the clan but she hasn't decided yet. The one she really wants is a secret only she knows. Her sister Frost left the clan to be with her Pondclan mate. Ice herself was allowed to lead the patrol to find Frost but it was too late. Frost was gone and in Pondclan. Ice resents her sister and thinks she is a coward for not staying. She has vowed to be loyal to Venomclan for all of her days. Rped by Lillybrook

Silver- Red Fur. Yes, a lot of red. So isn't it strange how a tom named Silver is completely red? Well that's not entirely true that he's all red. See Silver's eyes are silver, but no one ever notices them because they never like to make eye contact with the almost always angry tom. Silver is as already mentioned, always mad. He never seems to get a smile and always has a frown implanted on his face. Silver is a cat who never lets weak things into his life. He strives to be perfect and powerful. Silver is this way because his father had always told him that he was #1. But his father had failed in his plans to rule the forest, which only in turn made Silver mad and disappointed in his father. After that day, Silver promised he'd become even greater than his father had been. So he went on his own, training himself to be powerful. Eventually Silver found Venomclan. He joined, only because he figured this would make him one step closer to being more powerful. Silver is not a cat to let even an ounce of love into his life. He could care less if a she cat likes him. Silver may one day let someone special into his life, but until then his heart is cold when it comes to the passion that heats up between cats who love each other. Rped by Me-mow122

Murmur- a mild Calico she-cat with ice blue eyes. This she-cat is not one for emotional outbreaks; no, you'll never see her so much as blink at an insult. Happiness, sadness, anger, love, hate? Murmur keeps them locked away within, and a cat can only vaguely guess what she is feeling. Her tone is clipped and brisk- oh, you want to send her on an errand? No problem. No emotion. Murmur's eyes seem to be shadowed, her thoughs contained safely within. Friends? Hardly, but then how can a cat ever get close to anyone without bestowing upon them some feelings? No, this she-cat gets by with what she can. The only upside to her mild disposition is that in battle Murmur is feirce, and can beat a cat twice her size. However, unlike most tasks, Murmur shows a certain distaste to bloodshed. A slight rise of the fur perhaps, or a curl of one of her long hooked claws. Yet her eyes remain as blank as ever. Rped by ZackyS

Eloquent- At first glance, Eloquent passes for a normal Gladiator. But, when the cat that's looking at her begins to realize how much bigger she is compared to the others, they see how oddly proportioned this she-cat really is. Lean with strong and very large paws, this she-cat possesses such a small amount of grace that it's comical to some. Her clumsiness offsets her shining beauty and leaves her with a low self-esteem amongst the vain and proud Venomclan. Anything else on that matter is left more to her personality. Covered from head to toe and everywhere in between with short, neat hair of very few different hues. These hues are mainly either that of an extremely pale ginger or that of a snowy ivory. Slight tabby markings are apparent in odd places on her pelt. The most prominent markings are the ones found on her fluffy little tail. Eloquent's eyes bring her great beauty. They are a simple blue grey shade, but she carries them about with a wise light reflecting in them and amusement dancing through them. The only delicate thing about this she-cat is her itty bitty light pink nose. As if she finds her small amount of beauty overbearing, a light ginger blush appears up the bridge of her nose and down onto each of her cheeks. Usually a tentative girl, Eloquent lacks the vanity possessed by most of her Clan and replaces it with a bit of naivety. She's not completely reckless, but more of a down to earth cat compared to others. She'll talk if spoken to and is commonly very polite to all. Her kind nature shines through to most about her, but other cats seem to find her an oddity that doesn't need spoken about. Rped by Apheliotes

Jude - A very handsome, almost pretty, dark brown tabby tom with large, dark brown eyes. He's mute, and is rather proficient at getting what he wants, when he wants it. Jude can play the 'I'm just a poor little mute kitty' card rather well, and enjoys reminding cats that, while he can't speak, he can hear perfectly. He's very narcissistic, and everything he does helps him alone. Nobody matters to Jude. All he cares about is himself, and if it came down to dying for VenomClan or saving himself, he'd be out of there. Loyalty is simply a word. If you do want to befriend him, however, all you have to be is a) intelligent and b) attractive. But not too attractive, or he might see you as a threat. Rped by iceclan67yay

Vipress- silver she-cat with vivid cyan-blue eyes. She has a red and white hooded-cloak given to her by her father. She rarely takes it off. So, her eyes are only seen when hit by direct sun-light. Or, if she takes her hood off, which is a very rare occurrence. - Her claws are long and sharp. Her teeth are the same, but she usually uses claws. Given it makes a cleaner kill when she sneaks up on her desired target. Otherwise, her body has many battle scars. Unusual, since she still at the fair age of 20 moons. And, she takes a long time to trust new cats. Plus, she does not believe in love. Rped by autumnpelt52

Charity- A beautiful white she-cat with black paws and violet eyes. She's sweet caring and affectionate. Some question why she's a cat in Venomclan because of her personality. She is vicious though claws and teeth of a tiger. She is truly magnifincint. She wants to have kits and a mate someday. Rped by Frostheart77

Vailor - Sinister. Tricks and treats. Vailor is a master at illusions. He has a tendency to toy with your mind, making you believe things that aren't really there. His pelt is as black as the shadows in which he pads on, and eyes of a dark violet, in which look like lavender pools. Vailor is a very devious tom, who will do everything in his power to build you up, only to watch you fall. Who knows what he's capable of? He has never really been fond of 'love'; but you never know what kind of she-cat lies around the corner. He can be a bit of a snappy, rude cat, but maybe if you look deep enough, you can find something more. Rped by .:FantasyRose:.

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Rookies
Netaji-kepa- Beauty. Brains. Brawn. What more could you ask for? Her fur, always sleek and well-groomed, is a mix of black, brown, and yellow. Her eyes... her eyes are something else. Each eye is a different shade of blue, and they are full of trust and understanding... or are they? Others often wonder why her eyes are two different colors, but even she doesn't know... She is completely devoted to VenomClan, but don't let her devotion fool you; she'll claw the fur off of an opposing cat if it's absolutely necessary. Her claws are a little longer than most, and can be put to deadly effect in battle. Along with her razor sharp claws, she has somewhat long fangs as well that tend to protrude slightly from under her upper lip. If she grips you with those sharp fangs in a strong grip, there's no escaping. She's a little argumentative, pushy, and a bit of a snob, but underneath is a loving and trustworthy cat. She can usually be found sitting at the edge of camp, enjoying the air, or following Sasuke and Naruto around like a lost kitten. In any case, Netaji can be quite dangerous, in or out of battle. Get on her bad side, and you might not live to see another day. Rped by WarriorsCatsRock219

Plum-kepa- A jet black she kit with cute silver eyes and a little ginger chest puff. Her pelt glow on the color of her name in the sun,she prefer playing game like hide and seek in the night by hiding in the pitch black darkness. She is great sly type and likely watch the moon, before a rest or stay out for a bigger amount of time. Once apprenticed that she kit want to show herself as a medicine cat apprentice, a lot of reasons are hiding in her soul about it. Still the problems her and Silk-kepa got a crush on Chess-kepa, but herself she can have another one than him.Cats always said that she should sleep, but her guide is the moon, apparently. Tends to always try to get the sight a mud puddle to relax by rolling, sometimes you see her all dirty. Rped by kiki789

Chess-kepa- A snow white tom kit with a black tail tip, paws/legs and circle around the eyes. Have pretty soft lilac eyes, the tom kit would do anything to have him, because of all the tricks. A master in tactical fight, with great tricks to survive if any cats get lost ,his nose get important more after he told another cat ,about the path any lost cat had took. Asking him tips would rather be used and asked to him, but he doesn't need to prove himself so smart, he just do that for his Clan.Well, at times some thinks he is weird by how he speaks, but he is just a mannered one. Trying to stay in socialization with older than little ones, he gets only the feeling to interact more brightly, than going nuts. We can doubt of his pelt, but not of his personality, he deserves to be respected, like most cats should be. Rped by kiki789

Minerva-kepa- A tiny Bengal she-kit with pitch-black eyes, after the death of her father her mother no longer wanted her, and took her to the closest clan's territory to drop her off. As she gets older she learns what happened and bottles up her hatered, therefore, when in a bad mood, She is dangerous. She tends to go exploring around the two-legs, and their homes and has gotten caught a handful of times. She doesn't listen to reason and has a hard time following rules. As she gets older she develops a sharp tongue and a certain darkness to her. She is eager to become a warrior and prove her loyalties to her clan in battle. But most of all, she plots to train hard and become a hardened killer. To track down her mother and slaughter her like a mouse. Rped by Raspberrycrisp

Alice-kepa- Alice is one of the most interesting she-cats you will ever meet. She has deep purple eyes that have cute darker speckles that shine brightly when she's in love or she want's to kill you. Alice is very different and very crazy, nobody knows where she came from. She hit her head when she was a kit and fell down a hole, that's how it all began. She is hoping to find a home here because there is no where else she would rather be. She has dark blue fur, with white stripes on her tail. And her claws are sharp like butcher knives. Alice wears adorable sock like sleeves on her front paws that are a dark black and white striped. Alice really isn't interested in a mate at the moment, but she will get there. Rped by Shyfyre

Phalanx-kepa- Light dawn, sound of a little creek. Birds singing in the trees, a calm breeze. This is how to describe Phalanx. He is a handsome grey and white tom, to be more specific. His face is a grey and white striped pattern, accented with the puff of white on his chest and his dark silver eyes. Phalanx is gentle, but protective and fierce. The meaning of his name, in Ancient Greek, is weapon or heavy gun metal. As a Rookie he was extremely mature for his age, and he has always hoped to be one of the best, sitting at the top. Phalanx was separated from his mother during a flood, surviving himself, but he never seeing her again. Out of pure fear, he ran from his old home, eating what he could, and drinking out of the creeks for 18 days. Then one day he found himself surrounded by cats, asking for his name, sniffing him, and then leading him to their Chief. He didn't know what was happening. He was scared, alone, and motherless. Phalanx was soon welcomed into the family of VenomClan, after being deemed worthy. He fought alongside the Gladiators and Rookies of VenomClan, and was soon promoted to Rookie. He was originally old enough, but they weren't exactly ready to appoint him just yet. Now he fights, eats, and sleeps with his new family. VenomClan. He is loyal and respective, but he has never forgotten how he lost his mother. Ever since then he has had an eternal fear of water. Rped by BluestarRocks!

Little-kepa- A lovable, beautiful, firey colored she-cat with black spots on her back reaching up to her neck and a temper as harsh as her pelt. Her eyes are river-blue and she is much smaller than the average cat, her head smaller, her legs shorter, her tail thinner, her form sleeker. Despite her differences, she is always there for you if you ever need a shoulder to cry on, and will try to bright up your day and help you around sadness. Although she is nice all the time, she can be moody if you put her in a bad attitude. You'll really regret it because she can be a little over the top when she is frustrated sometimes. The only thing that can change her from any other cat in the clan is her peculiarly tall ears, the only thing that grew to normal size while she kept her petite stature. Some cats tease her about her ears, but regret it shortly after since that always pushes her into anger. Sometimes she wishes that she was born with small ears or had grown properly along with her ears because it always makes her stand out of the crowed. And at times, if you look closely enough, you will see her crying the tears of sadness. But still, her eyes bright up at night, for that is the only time no one can notice her unusual ears. And if you watch her often at night, sometimes it seems like she is part of Starclan for her pelt lights up and looks like dancing fire on her fur. Her tail is like a squirrel and can clean the forest floor with a single flick or wave. She’s fun and loving to be around, and can make the darkest moods light up like the sun, though many cats rarely see her like that. Before she was VenomClan, she was MoonClan. And before MoonClan she was fox. As a tiny kit she had been adopted by foxes, since they adopted her as one of their own due to her fiery pelt. Then, a long time after MoonClan found her and adopted her, she ran away and ran back to the fox's den. Much to her disbelief nothing was there and the scent was stale. She cried like no other kit had before that day, and she walked back to MoonClan sadly wishing the foxes hadn't ran away. From that day she had acted like a fox. Cunning, smart, swift, all the attributes and skills the foxes taught her. And as long as she lives, her loyalty to the foxes will never end. Never. Rped by BluestarRocks!

Innocence-kepa- What an unfitting name for such a cat! In fact, Innocence-kepa was the opposite of innocent. She wore a dark-gray pelt, with jet black stripes that snaked across her back and down her sides. They ringed around her long, elegant tail. From her muzzle, all the way down to the tip of her soft-furred underbelly, the girl's fur was white. Innocence-kepa is very mature for her age. She hardly ever cracks a smile or shows emotion, and talks very softly. The she-cat isn't afraid to talk to others or stick up for herself, but would much rather be training and making herself a better fighter. To Innocence, the only things that mattered were training to become better, getting better, fighting, and repeating the cycle. The girl was separated from her parents at a young age, and became a loner. She almost immediately stumbled upon Venomclan and insisted that they took her in, promising that, despite her name, she'd train hard to become a worthy Venomclan member. Though she has slight interest in finding a mate and having kits one day, it'd take a lot to impress the she-cat. RPed by Cheap-Carny-Ride

Renagade-kepa- She is a jet black she-cat with blood red eyes. This she-cat should be meant for Primal Instinct but came here not knowing of that group where she stay but the one thing you want to do is.. STAY OUT OF HER WAY! She kills anyone who even steps paw in her path. She has no mate and kits for a reason.. she is a vicious killer! She is the opposite of nice and kind and sweet and all those other fru-fru personalities that make her cringe. She is evil and that's all that to it. She has oddly long and large claws that can sheath but are normally unsheathed well she is protective. When she is in the moon light all you can see are her blood red eyes that reflect the light of the moon. When she is in the sun her black pelt glistens but that's only when she is out in the sun she hates the light and is a vicious creature of the darkness. RPed by Love.That.Never.ends

Reid-kepa- A muscular tom with blood red eyes. His pelt is a dark shade of red, it seems back in the dark but the red is visible in the light.He has a short temper and will definitely deal with you if you bug him. He strikes fast and hard. He aims to kill and is merciless. He is a gifted fighter and will give his life for no one. He likes to make his victims suffer before ending them. The last things his victims every see are his bloodthirsty eyes and his sadistic smile. Rped by SiverMist

Feather-kepa- Light like a feather. This blue/gray female is as skinny as a twig, and probably as light as one to. Feather-kepa has light green eyes that shine with accusation and hatred, and her blue pelt is lined with scars. Even though she is small, doesn't mean she doesn't have talents. Her bird-like body makes her fast, her lightweight body is easy to carry as she sprints. Agility runs through her, she can dodge even the stealthiest of fighters. Her claws. Sharp pin-pricks that break the skin on contact, they make worthy weapons in battle. Most of all, her brain works on battle strategies, she can whip up a perfect raid or invasion plan without moving a whisker. Her mind is so technically advanced, she may be the smartest Rookie in her clan. And she knows it. Her bragging nature comes alive when she is around her clan-mates. Even though this is incredibly annoying, Feather-kepa doesn't mind, as long as she is getting some kind of attention... Rped by TopazFire

Snap-kepa- Ginger she-cat with brown eyes. Snap-kepa is serious and tough. She was a loner before she proved her strength to VenomClan. She is great at fighting though her style is strategic and doesn't rely on brute strength, which she lacks. She is small and thin, but makes up for that with ferocity and determination. Snap-kepa is clever and relies on herself more than her clanmates, a habit she picked up from being a loner, but she would die for her clan. She hopes to one day become a slayer, and maybe even Stratego one day. Snap-kepa secretly yearns for a mate and kits, she never shares this information for fear of looking weak. Rped by Silverclaw101

Deadly-kepa- He is a feisty character always ready for action. He would rather be by himself than with others but is a social character. He likes the the art of fighting. He is a tom with black fur with one white stripe going from his head to the tip of his tail. He has blue eyes. He is deadly with his claws and teeth that's were his name comes from. He likes to help others from time to time but only when they are in great need. He wants to become a gladiator some day and he wants his name to be great. He likes to learn new things. When he was little he got separated from his mother. He looked and looked for her but couldn't find her so finally he gave up a started looking for a stream. At the stream something with a long snout and a long tail attacked him he fought back but almost got killed. After this he ran and roamed through the forest and helped anyone he saw was being attacked by some thing Rped by Me-mow122

Junky-kepa- A black tom with brown eyes. Brown striped back with a white stripe in the middle. He is a cat who doesn't get along with others well. He was a kit found in a trash can and raised in Venomclan. He looks up to the gladiators as role models and wants to be the greatest. He is a broad tom with a scar down his front left paw. He is a very fast learner. Rped by kaledrake

Enforcers
Katana- This she-cat is sleek and silver with fur that shines brilliantly. Her eyes are even more startlingly beautiful as they are sapphire blue and seem to have flecks of silver in them. Despite her harmless looks, she is deadly and malicious and loves to feel blood and the ripping of flesh under her claws. You would think she would be an amazing warrior and the prize in any clan but, alas, Katana has chosen the way of the medicine cat for a reason she tells no one. One day she saw a vision and what the vision was about she can't remember. All she knows is that from that moment on she swore that someday she would become the Curandera. She fits in well with Venomclan as Katana is snappy, short tempered, and very impatient. If somehow you manage to get on her good side, you should stay there so you don't get your eyes clawed out. She has a lot of respect for her leader but is short with most other cats except for the few who are her friends. With toms in other clans, you may see her trying to seduce them with her charm but don't let that fool you, her heart is as cold as the sword she was named after and, even though her tongue may be sweet, her teeth are poisonous. That is true for all cats unless you are her leader, a friend, or a kit. Although she doesn't want kits or can even have them, she has a soft spot for them and loves taking care of them. Katana's past is very vague and short, mostly because she doesn't like visiting the past and tends to just say, "Whats done is done and it can never be changed" when asked about it. Well, now that you have met this sharp tongued silver she-cat, what will you do? I would stay on her good side and out of her way if I were you. Rped by Blitzstrike

Sucklings

Kenshin-kedi- A dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes that seem to spark quite a lot. He is a "messed up" kit, because even at this young age, he has had bad influences. He hates his aunt, Nazumi, for she never praises him and makes him feel like a failure. Nazumi more or less neglects him, for she feels he has no potential. But Kenshin-kedi does have potential-- to be an amazingly deluded, evil cat. Not good. But nobody seems to care, for he is of VenomClan, and in there eyes, evil is good. But maybe he will become so evil he will even assassinate his own clanmates. Will he? It might come to that. In past times, he has been a curled up, whimpering ball, but he is tired of crying and strives to impress the clan, not just his aunt. He really takes what people says deep inside himself, and always remembers grudges. He vows to never give up and never rest until he has found his place and shown Nazumi that her lack of effort to communicate with him was so, so very /wrong./ Rped by єυρhσяια

Melody-kedi- A small yet very energetic suckling. She loves exploring the woods and learning all the battle skills she can. She has gray fur and blue eyes that are always sparking. She doesn't know who her family is and she isn't too keen on finding out either. All she knows is that Keer-kedi is her almost brother. Keer-kedi and Melody-kedi made a promise to never give up on one another and ever since then Keer has had a crush on her. She doesn't know much about love, and someday when she grows big and strong she wants to find the perfect mate. RPed by ::Frozenbit::

Keer-kedi- A very narrow minded tom-cat. He has black fur and sharp green eyes with lots of muscles. When he was young, him and Melody-kedi made a promise to never give up on one another. He remembers the day clearly and ever sense then he wanted to be with Melody-kedi. To protect her with his life because he truly loves her. Sometimes he knows he is over protective of her, but that's what almost brothers are for right? He never knew his parents and thats why Melody and him connect so well. He is one of the strongest cats in Venomclan and he wishes to become Chief one day. RPed by ::Frozenbit::

Fern-kedi- Stubborn black she-kit. She can be ferocious or sweet depending on her mood. Her innocent blue eyes fool everyone into thing it was another kit/kedi. Wrong! It was probably her! She is a real troublemaker who loves to fight and climb. Her favorite joke is putting ants in the deputy's nest! She has a secret she is determined to keep, for, if anyone knew she would probably be killed. Everybody loves this devilish angel. She can be a bit mysterious sometime and when she snaps at you, most start to cry. Rped by Bluestar757

Azula-kedi- Mischievous and trouble-making, Azula-kedi has a huge ego and thinks that she's the best, and always will be. That stage will pass soon, though. She can't wait to be made a kepa, and is only a few days away. Azula was abandoned as a kit, and, from the moment her mother lay her down by the paths, her heart turned cold. She padded down the path of destruction, and found herself with VenomClan. She was frightened at first, but soon realised that these cats matched her dark personality. Azula-kedi is a light ginger she-cat with two white paws (her fore-paws). Her eyes are green, but blaze with fury and violence. The light of battle is in her eyes and will always stay there. She never softens, and knows that, when she becomes a Gladiator, she is unlikely to want a mate. The thought of her own sucklings disgusts her, and makes her eyes even more furious. Azula is not a cat that takes teasing or betrayal lightly. Even as a sucklings she is dangerous, and the other sucklings tend to stay as far away from her as possible. Rped by Winterpath

Jolon-kedi- Jolon-kedi is dark and mysterious. He was named after the place he was born - a valley filled to the brim with dead (or dying) oaks. He usually leads the 'group', meaning his siblings, but Arachna-kedi soon took that away from him. Jolon is pretty mouse-brained, and just as mouse-hearted. He doesn't like battle, and often wishes he was in a more. . . suitable Outcast Clan. In fact, he particularly likes RubyClan. Jolon-kedi is a dark brown tabby with amber eyes and a sleek build. He muscles are strong, and, though he doesn't enjoy it, he can easily fight off most other sucklings. Rped by WinterPath

Than-kedi ~ Than-kedi was named after his favorite thing - death. All Than-kedi wishes to do is kill, and watch the cats die. His one desire is for all cats to be dead - even his Clan, and, possibly, when all others are dead, himself. He knows that he could be stopped now, but, once he's old enough, he could be unstoppable. Only one of his littermates realizes this, and could be the one to tell the world - before it's too late. Than-kedi is a black tom with dark blue eyes, burning with the light of battle. His paws are large and clumsy, but he'll soon get the hang of it. Rped by WinterPath

Apep-kedi ~ Apep-kedi is a pure white tom, unlike any of his littermates, who are all dark colours. He has green eyes, burning with a deep, compassionate fire. He wishes more for love than war, and want nothing more than a mate when he's older. This doesn't help him in VenomClan, of course, since nearly all the cats around him are battle-hungry and blood-thirsty. His paws move like lightning, and he is the fastest out of his littermates, probably earning him his name. It also helps when he's play-fighting, since he can aim blows much quicker than the others. His ears are large and rounded, with tufted fur on the tips. Rped by WinterPath

Arachna-kedi ~ Arachna-kedi is a small, lithe black she-cat with the ability to get into small spaces, sneak past cats without being seen of smelt, and frighten even grown cats with her stare. Piercing ice-blue eyes are beneficial to this she-cat, but she can easily soften her gaze to get what she wants. When Arachna-kedi asks for something, she gets it. Claws as sharp as thorns, you can't mess with Arachna. If you do, she'll shred you. She doesn't listen often, but does what she's told - when she wants to. Mischievous and cheeky, Arachna is a favourite among the he-sucklings. Though her glare almost kills, her smile lights the world like a fire. A burning, raging fire. But, inside that fire, is a beautiful, lively young she-cat, and only the bravest toms will make it through the fire and all the way to her heart. Arachna is bright and clever, and can easily answer almost any question you ask her, even if its about something beyond her years completely. Rped by WinterPath

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.:Midnightfrost:. — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 18:17:35 CST

NightClan Patrols

Want to be on a patrol? Message whomever has their name in bold as they are doing the patrols next.

Peach.Blossom .:Midnightfrost:. Tba
Patrols last updated 2/11

||Sunhigh Patrol||
|Leader| Pyrusblaze .:Midnightfrost:.

Members Mossflower warriorstar
Oriolemelody Cicleywhisker
Bladeflight sondo
Hailpaw Frostheart77

\|\|Moonhigh Patrol\|\|
*\|Leader\|*	*Wildstar*	*Peach.Blossom*
Members	Ebonypelt	Cheap Carny Ride
	Wolfeye	Lillybrook
	Tigerpelt	.::Madhatter::.
	Rainpaw	Jaypaw

\|\|Hunting Patrol\|\|
*\|Leader\|*	*Fadinglight*	*Love.Hope.Faith*
Members	Twayblade	Secretkit
	Puffinwind	Dirt:\|:Road
	Fluorescentradience	єυρhσяια
	Violetpaw	Sapphirestar77

✖NightClan Members✖

.:Midnightfrost:. — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 18:08:39 CST

[Leader]

*Wildstar (flower)~ There was once a leaf, and unlike all the other leafs which where green , it was a light russet colour. The russet coloured leaf was all alone, she cried all night and all day. The little leaf was so lonely, noone was like her, noone at all. The green leafs never accepted her, leaving her out of all of their games. One day the leaf fell off her branch, off of the whole tree. None of the green leafs minded though, they didn't like her, she was /different/. So down the leaf fell, it lay at the bottom of the tree, looking up at all the other green leaves. It stayed like this for days upon days. But then, /one/ day, she saw another russet coloured leaf. For once in her life, the leaf was happy, it had a partner, someone to love and care for. Even though it was only a leaf, it still had feelings. The little russet coloured leaf felt so much love for it. One day though, the other russet coloured leaf shriveled up and died. And, once again the russet coloured leaf was alone. She cried all day and night, but no more russet leafs came. The leaf could be known as Wildflower, the loner who roams around the forest. One day, Wildflower made a big decision, she decided to join NightClan. When she arrived, nobody accepted her, just like the russet coloured leaf. She had no friends, noone to love, or to care for. But she kept going, all by herself. Wildflower fought many battles, noone fought with her though, and soon she gave up altogether. She just stopped, being unable to cope with this any longer. So, Wildflower slept. She didn't know for how long, but she slept. When, at last she woke up, a dashing tom stood over her. He seemed to be just like Wildflower, with russet fur and dark greenbrown eyes. His name as she soon found out was Emberflame. They bonded almost straight away, becoming mates very soon after. Wildflower was better than ever, fighting like a lion and hunting like a tiger. She was happy, for the first time. One leafbare night, when times where hard, her mate fell sick and, after a few days, died. Wildflower went wild with grief, she ran away from the Clan, only to come back the next morning, dripping with rain and tears. Wildflower lost the spring in her step and became miserable. She dragged her feet, and her tail once held high was dragging in the dust and mud. She could no longer hunt like a tiger or fight like a lion, she hardly ever even went outside the Clan. Her dark green eyes where blinded by sadness. Wildflower soon became the NightClan codeputy and had to push the memory of her mate to the back of her mind, and get on with her life. From time to time, she dreams about Emberflame, and wakes up smiling. He would be proud that I am codeputy, she thinks. Wildflower will never forget her old mate, never. Although, maybe someday she would like another mate, a cat who would help the pain go away and be a partner for life. This time, Wildflower wouldn't make the same mistake as she did with Emberflame, she would cherish him and never let him out of her sight. The sadness /will/ cease, and the pain /will/ subside. Someday. Rped by Peach.Blossom--

[Deputy]

Pyrusblaze ~His eyes flash a will of fire, his between his lips you glimpse his feral teeth, but what would be his true desire, than to rise to power that he can reach. His pelt of gold, tipped with flame his dark grey eyes flecked with glowing embers can only seem to take the blame. Pyrus, Fire. Fire, Pyrus. His mother gave him the name Blaze and his bother the name Pyrus. This was before the sttack that separated the two leaving one kit abandoned and one destined for greatness. But which one has which destiny? Let’s just leave that for now hmm? He is a cat of interesting looks. In the sun he seems to smolder his pelt golden as the sun itself seeming to want to burst into flame at any given moment. His dark eyes, grey as soot, seeming as if life glows beneath. Scary right? Right, most avoid him at all costs. The tom didn’t get his brothers looks, all pelt aflame and such, but he did get the better part of the size and strength. What was that you asked? Does he know his brother is still alive and living well in Crowclan? Well he wouldn’t have chosen the name he bears in remembrance for a cat he thinks is alive now would he? So no he has no idea he still has kin. So that fateful night that broke the pair apart. He and his brother were only three moons old when the storm rolled in during the early evening. The black she cat swept in and didn’t even falter before taking out their mother, whose name Pyrusblaze could never remember, with a quick blow. The deep amber eyes flashing, the unknown she cat stalked forward her eyes seemingly draw to Pyrus and his flaming pelt, not evening noticing Pyrusblaze. He cowered in the corner of the den as the she cat picked up his brother and padded to the front of the den, turning to flash one last crazed look at Pyrusblaze muttering, “You lucky kitty you.” Then she was gone, a clap of thunder sealing her words. But was he lucky? She had taken his brother, killed his mother, for all he knew his brother had been thrown into the river they lived by. He could stay in the den no longer so he ran, away from the den that contained his mother’s body and so many other memories. He ran blindly barreling through the forest and only stopping when he barreled into a spotted cat taking to young tom by surprise. He had run into a cat known as Lynxblaze. Pyrusblaze was finally broken thinking he had run into another cat and this time they will finally kill him. But he couldn’t have run into a better cat at a better time, a time before the tom became a harden killer and was a member of Nightclan. Lynxblaze just picked up the young kit and padded towards camp not knowing what else to do besides take the kit to the Medicine cat and then to Wolfstar who ruled that the kit would be taken care of by one of the queens. And there he stayed in Nightclan, taking the name Pyruskit in honor of his supposedly dead brother. The kit grew up becoming the large, imposing tom he is today. Now that question about destiny, who is destined for greatness? That would be him, he is the one with the ambition to become a great leader. He has put all his being into training, becoming the best he can be. So will he Realize his destiny? That is all up to Wildstar to see his potential behind the rough exterior…. Rped by .:Midnightfrost:.

[Co-Deputy]

Fadinglight -- The setting sun casts a light show against the treetops. The glow seems to pulse; to radiate. So does she. Beautiful beyond comparison with a personality to match. Her pelt is long and fluffy, a mash up of golden-brown and pure ivory. Darker chocolate streaks wrap her petite form, creating a sort of vortex-like pattern on her pelt. Her eyes are a dancing amber, so warm and friendly the look like they belong to an angel. Her personality /is/ angelic, caring and helpful as well as responsible and respectful. She never speaks rudely out of place, but when the opportunity presents itself, she will give her opinion. Fadinglight takes her duties seriously, but not too seriously. She tries to make work into a game, encouraging the young apprentices and warriors that their duties can be as exciting as battle-practice or border patrol. She is known throughout the clan as the sweet, considerate she-cat who always seems to know exactly what to do. She never loses her temper, even in the most frustrating situations, and stays calm and collected when questioned. She has made a significant difference in helping to run the clan in the most endurable way possible. Her past is a monster, but she shows none of the horrors she’s been through. Fadinglight was indeed born into the clan with an affectionate mother named Rosepetal and a stern, but loving father named Stoneclaw. She was the only surviving kit in her litter, the other two died of a sickness at the age of two moons. Her parents were devastated, but refused to give up on her. She grew quickly, learning at a swift rate, and soon went from being Fadingkit to Fadingpaw to Fadinglight. Her mother and father rejoiced, finally, a successful daughter in the clan! But the happiness was not to last as tragedy struck the next evening. There was a powerful windstorm while her parents were out hunting for the clan. Many trees and heavy branches were knocked down in the gusts of cold air and her parents never returned that night. Fadinglight was heart-broken and didn’t think she could go on, but then, she remembered her mother telling her that if anything ever happened to them, to anyone she loved, she must continue to live her life. Despite the ache in her heart, she pressed on and soon became an acknowledged young she-cat. Fadinglight continued to help out in the clan, preceding to her duties as though everything were normal. Wildstar soon noticed her potential as the deputy of Nightclan. After a few more weeks of inspection, she was chosen for the position. She was astonished that she had been the one picked, but she accepted and began to work harder then ever. The job is hard for her, but she remembers her mother’s words well and has learned never to give up. Her life was hard, giving up her parents and siblings to Starclan, but wanting to stay strong pushed out the grief and forced her to continue on with her life. She loves having the responsibilities of deputy and can’t wait until the day for her to step-up comes, but for now, she is satisfied with what she has. With helping to organize patrols, training apprentices and doing other odd jobs around camp, it is surprising that she isn’t as stressed as most cats would be. Fadinglight has always handled working under pressure well and never ceases to get the job done right. So when the last beams of light fade from the sky and the light of the moon is cast down, she will step away happily, knowing it’s her time. RPed by Love.Hope.Faith

[Medicine Cat]

Freckleface - hidden amongst the freshly fallen snow could possibly be this young she-cat. Her pelt is as white as the snowflakes of leaf-bare. Her name is derived from the tiny brown flecks surrounder her muzzle. Two more distint markings are her extremely light blue eyes as well as her pink nose. Frecklepaw doesn't ever remember being a kit she just woke up one morning with no memory as to what happened but some do know her past... Raylee was a happy she-kit who would aid in helping take care of sick loners outside of the Mountain Clans as well as help new queens take care of their kits and help with kittings. One day in late leaf-fall, she was crossing an iced over stream to get some borage for a young she-cat who wasn't getting enough milk when her kits were getting ready to pop! As she was crossing this stream, she fell through and hit her head on a rock, thus resulting in no memory of the day she woke up in NightClanClan, rescued by a passing evening patrol. All she know's is that she wants and needs to help others. Others come before her all the time and then herself. All Frecklepaw wants to do is help NightClanClan whenever the cats are sick or need her and that's her only desire in life. As leafbare rolled around, Mothlegs, miysteriously disappeared and Wildstar made Frecklepaw the official medicine cat. Her new name was Freckleface. Rped by Zellix

[Medicine Cat Apprentice]

Foxpaw(fire)
She's oh so sweet. She is simply perfect in all respects. When you see this cute little she cat you'd notice she resembles a fox. White tipped tail and everything. Her ees are sea blue and she had a very good intention span. She hates violence and has a habit of helping cats when they're in need. But this made it difficult to fit in to the clan. But to her luck she was appointed for Medicine Cat Apprentice. She was very proud that she got the honor to be under that title. Coming from a kittypet background she was never really smiled upon, but once she came into the group and everyone saw how nice she was, they immediately liked her a lot. She makes friends very easily and has a way of getting along with her fellow clan mates. The she cat has a very good memory, not forgetting anything she is taught. However she can be a bit ditzy at times and seem a little flighty. However even with this trait she works hard at what she does. Rped by Paranormalseduction

[Warriors]

*Raccoonflash~ A silver and black striped tom with a long bushy tail and cheerful green eyes. He is very stealthy and seems to stalk other cats a lot when he is bored, figuring out their habits and dislikes. Very kind and generous, and doesn't eat much, so he's usually on border patrol, as he's not a very good hunter anyways. Has a silent crush on Shimmerpaw, and hopes that in the future, he can win her beautiful heart. RPed by Secretkit.
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Bladeflight - A dusty black tom with bright green eyes. His parents are Moonwish and Rockfeather of Nightclan. He doesn't fight unless he has to but when he does, it's unbelievable; considering how lazy he usually is. Most of the time, he can be found running around the forest with his buddies, barely doing anything. He is a little stubborn and usually refuses to accept help. He mostly kids around but can get serious real quick. His favorite saying is: "My claws are sharper than my fangs, and mice bleed when I smile." rped by sonado.
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Hiddenspirit - A tan colored tom with a black tail and ears and white markings on his front left leg. His eyes rival those of an eagle, almost nothing escapes his notice. These eyes have an unusual color: a barely noticeable lavender tint, otherwise would be considered pale grayish white. He seems to be extremely serious and mature for his age and has great self control. He displays excellent battle instincts and can remain calm in the toughest of situations. He's a great strategist, often being called a "genius". Although still quiet and controlled, he seems much calmer and at peace than he did when he was younger, though the reasons are unknown. He values teamwork and puts the safety of others above his own. Rped by sonado
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Twayblade ~ A tawny furred shecat with orange, black, and white spots all over her pelt and friendly green eyes. She is the fighter of her litter, and is often found fighting with her brothers and mother, as she has the fighting spirit of a burning flame. The courage of her ancestors runs through her veins, and she is a highly skilled warrior in all terms. She has never come to terms with the fact that her father left her mother, and it has angered her ever since she learned about it. She looks up to Waterwhisker, and hopes that someday he will be her mentor, but knows that it will probably be her stronger looking brother Leopardfang. All in all a loyal friend and Clanmate, and knows right from wrong. RPed by Secretkit.
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Paintedheart - Its sad, so sad that she can never know, never know that we grew up together. I taught you how to fight, we caught our first peice of prey together. I was your older brother, in our Mother's first litter, you where in her second. You wouldn't remember me though, you where too young, to innocent. And then came the storm, the storm that killed our mother, our father and our whole family, it also split us up. We where a bunch of loner's, happy with our simple life. After the storm, I woke up and was alone, all alone. "Wildkit!" I called desperately, you where my world. Days turned to months, and months to years, still there was no sign of you. I gave up all hope of ever finding my beloved sister.Then I met Shiningcloud, she belonged to NightClan. Soon enough I went to join her, hoping for a happy life, one that would make me forget my Mother and Father, but mostly my sister. We had a kit, me and Shiningcloud. One single kit. But it was enough. As soon as the kit was born, Shiningcloud left me to hunt in StarClan, she just died, like that, gone. I was lost, there was noone left. My streaked grey fur waved about me, my light blue eyes dulled in sadness. A golden leaf landed right on front of me, reminding me emediately of my young daughter, Saffronkit. This gave me hope, something to fight for. I'll protect her, protect her with my life. I overcame my sadness, looked after Saffronkit and made sure we where always as happy as possible. Leafbare came around and one night, a group of warriors brought a cat back to camp, she looked about the size of an apprentice. I fell in love, but she only had eyes for a handsome warrior called Emberflame. The cat was called Wildpaw, which meant nothing to me, nothing at all. Untill one day, my daughter piped up. She said that wasn't my sister who died in the storm called Wildkit? That was it! I gasped, it had to be her, the same russet fur and dark green eyes, the same calmness and love for everyone around her. But how could I have fallen in love with my own sister? Time passed, Emerflame died with greencough, Wildpaw was devastated. She then became Wildflower, who became the Clan codeputy. Somehow, I could never bring myself to tell her who I really was, even though we spent so much time together, as friends. I don't think I will ever work up the courage to tell her. How would she recact? Would she still love me? Who knows. RPed by Peach.Blossom
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Swifteye ~ A darkgray and brown tom. He can camoflage himself expertly and go undetected for long periods of time. He is usually calm and focused and has emerald green eyes that are always calm and relaxed. He is known as a troublemaking, funloving prankster. But he is most known for his great speed. His past is unknown. All that is known about his parents are that they both possess the same almost flawless eyesight that he does.
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Blackphantom~ A black tabby tom with light amber eyes and darker spots all over his belly. He has large curved claws and huge paws that are easy to claw with. Very smart and rather vain, but still is a great tom to chill with. Hates his father for leaving him, his sisters, and his mother alone before they were born, and wishes someday that he can confront him and ask him why. Loves his sisters and brother dearly and holds them very close to his heart, as well as his beloved mother. Hates to get wet, and never likes losing. Always the risk taker of his family, he enjoys getting into fights with his sister Twayblade. RPed by Secretkit.
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Midnightmoon - A solid black she cat with sapphire blue eyes
She acts like the only cat that knows more than Starclan she is greedy and fast.She falls in love to fast,and doesn't take no for an answer.She desperately wants kits of her own since her brother who was separated had kits before death she loves to watch the moon and spends her time in the day asleep and the night awake she is fascinated by owls and bats she watches owls from a higher branch.She loves to eat,but never gets any bigger. Played by .:Tropic:
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Mothveil~ A beautiful dustwhite shecat with dappled fawn spots all over her thick shiny pelt. She is known as a Princess, much like her sister Oriolemelody, and glides over the forest floor much like her namesake, a moth. However bothersome moths may be, this shecat is quite the opposite, and lovely and kind mannered shecat with a love of warmth and light. Her fur sticks out slightly at her flanks and is patterned unusually like the wings of a moth, and her beautiful crystal blue eyes shimmer all the time as her thoughts flow through her mind. Her mother is Truemoon, and her father is Hickorypounce, both warriors whom she firmly believes in and hopes to be like when she grows up into a warrior. Her siblings are Oriolemelody, Nightecho, Dustspot, Sootpool, Duckfeather, and Heatherberry, and she loves them very much. Love matters not to this brilliant shecat, but if someday her heart is struck by it, she will be lost in it forever, and will never turn her back on her mate. Loyalty and honesty is very important to her, and she hopes to be known for it as she grows up. Never judges without getting to know a cat, and is always friendly and matteroffact about things. Mothveil is extremely fond of light and warmth, but does not know that it will be her downfall, for as many say: "Thus hath the candle singed the moth". Curiosity is one of her greater qualities, and she is often found snooping around the forest looking for new adventures or friends. She flits through the camp like a gentle creature of flight, and her heart and soul are eternally loyal towards her homeClan, NightClan. RPed by Secretkit
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Goldenrose - A sweet golden like shecat searching for a mate.Boys will let go of their jaws, she isn't the prettiest shecat in the forest but the is beautiful.Despite her looks she is fierce and would slice a twoleg in half if she could. She loves to be around the elders when they tell stories.Sometimes she wishes she was a kit again because scars and scratches don't hurt as much as a broken heart.Her mate disappeared before they could have kits. Her big amber gaze can catch you off guard but other than that she is an average shecat. RPed by .:Tropic:.
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Sootpool- A pale gray colored tom with icy blue eyes that can send chills down your spine. Usually found alone, he can be stubborn and hard to get along with. Though he doesn't seem like it, he is extremely loyal, especially to the few cats that are able to gain his trust. He occasionally doesn't do what he is told if he doesn't believe it will benefit him or the clan. Not one for words, he doesn't like wasting his breath on those he deems "pests" unless, of course if he is shouting at them to be quiet. He is the son of Truemoon and Hickorypounce, brother of Oriolekit, Heatherkit, Mothkit, Nightkit Duckkit, and Dustkit. Rp'd by sonado -

Saffronsong ~ Priss? Yes. That's all there is to say really. The other kits tease her, they call her names such as 'kittypet' and 'Prissy'. Saffronkit doesn't mind though, not one bit. To be completely honest with you, thats exactly what Saffronkit would like to be, a kittypet. I mean, what's better than a nice warm nest all year 'round, and food without having to get your paws dirty? She see's no point in sacrificing her own time to feed the rest of her Clan. Some may call her self centered, others shallow. But who cares what people think of her? Only her own thought counts. Saffronkit is a beauty though, with stunning golden fur that shines like the sun, and striking, bright yellow eyes. She tries her best though, because she knows that her Father is having a hard time. Saffronkit would have loved to meet her mother, but she had already died before Saffronkit had even opened her eyes for the first time. Her Father is called Paintedheart, a noble warrior of NightClan. They had lived theretheir whole life, alongside their friend Wildflower. Friend? Well, actually there is a story behind that, Wildflower is a lot more than just a friend, she is Paintedheart's sister, Saffronkit's aunt. The thing is, nobody knows this. Saffronkit never understood why her father hadn't wanted Wildflower to know that they where related, it was a mystery, and an unsolved one at that. RPed by Peach.Blossom
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Tigerpelt - Handsome, aloof, estranged, Tigerpelt is a dark and malevolent with a secret ambition: to rule the forest in any was possible. His light green eyes are rimmed in yellow, always making him have a "bright eyed" appearance when he is anything but. He is strict, pushing the rookies he has trained to the out most limit. He can't stand to hear anything that could diminish his ruthless and cunning reputation, especially when it is about any rookies he has trained. He refuses to deal with weak minded cats and has an innate ability to tell cats exactly what they want to hear. He is an overachiever that dreams of someday leading one of the many clans in the forest, even NightClan if he could, and then make that clans very blood turn the forest red in anger and revenge. He is strong and muscular with well built shoulders and a handsome tan and brown fur coat, but, even though his good looks bring in many beautiful she cats, he is not interested in the slightest. All he cares about is getting his ambitions fulfilled.Rped by .::MadHatter::.

Feathercloud~ silver tabby blue eyes mother of Rainpaw, Shadowpaw and Dragonpaw. She is nice and gentle. Brilliant hunter. Is loyal, everyone loves her. Shes not afraid likes to stand up for what she believes in. Would give her life for her clan to protect them. She believes in StarClan a lot. Wanted to be a medicine cat but couldn't. She is over protective of her kits and they hate it. Feathercloud is small and lithe. RPed* By *Jaypaw
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Hallowedjustice ~ a calico tom with hard, jade eyes. He has a solid, steady gaze that seems to penetrate you and see right through to your true self. Everyone is as transparent as glass to him; it's like peering through a window into a field of flowers, for he can spot the weed instantaneously. He has the innate ability to interpret the true meaning behind other's words or masks. The masks they wear every day, those hollow masks of emotion he recognizes sunrise after sunrise on the same faces. He dares not hide himself from others, but wears the crown of justice; not a mask, not something fake, but some true, and heart-felt, right down to the roots of his soul. His heart constricts every time he sees a lost opportunity or hope, and destroyed dream. He rights the wrong, and stands up for the inwardly righteous, for his nature is of the purest, most hallowed justice. He has a way of just pouring his goodness, enlightenment, and strength into you when he looks into your eyes and you look back, like there is a string, a bond, in between you, strung with hope and peace and truth. He seems to inject his own feelings into you, as though he is melting his own preferred mask onto your face, changing you, inspiring you. He is as fair as he can be, and gives the best advice he has to give, and most of all devotes his entire self to NightClan, a light in the darkness. RPed by єυρhσяια
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Ebonypelt~A fairly large and brawny tom. He has large, sharp claws on each paw, and great accuracy, but would almost never hurt a fly unless he was in battle. In fact, the jet-black male would much rather prank one of his clan-mates than tussle in a battle. The tom is a big troublemaker, always wandering off during patrols or disobeying others. He can make a joke out of almost anything. Ebonypelt would do anything to impress or flirt with a she-cat, whether they're in his clan or not! He'd never turn down a chance to make a new friend, and will defend any close friends or loved ones. RPed by Cheap-Carny-Ride
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Redeye~ A careless young tom with eyes like rubies stares deeply into your soul. After a while, he can't help himself, an intimidating battle stare turned to a funny skit from "SNL." This Tom, known as Redeye, has only one interest... smiles. Redeye prefers to stay with the kits and make the queens job easier instead of hunting or fighting. Redeye's kind is very unusual, he is albino. His dam and Sire are unknown but he has never once thought of that. If you like fun, than you'll never find a cat greater than this. RPed by foxsnair
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Dragonfall - jet black tom with blue eyes he loves to climb trees and he is a brilliant fighter . He blends into the shadows and he hates water. He has a very long tail and you only see his eyes in the shadows . He is very hard to get along with and no cat really wants to be friends with him because hes grumpy. He acts like he's fearless but, he isnt sometimes .his expression is always blank and you can never tell what he's thinking. He doesnt have alot of self control and it takes everything to not attack someone. RPed by *Jaypaw*
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Lapisburst - Sweet strawberry roan shecat with a dark brown chest and legs which are slightly dappled. Her irises are deep liquid pools of lapis lazuli with a think black ring round them. She has a lovely sunny personality and is full of energy. Though she is quite confident she can be shy round cats she doesn't know and toms. She can get away with nearly anything when she uses flattery which is often. She is a skillful fighter who isn't the best at hunting. She is a very pretty shecat who shares love and affection, but many have seen the pain her claws claim and the agony she can permit. Lapiskit is playful and can be a little cheeky but is always alert and watching. She loves to tease her friends but is quick to back down if someone unknown challenges her within her own clan. Whereas out on the battlefield a challenge is what she is looking for. She has always wanted to become a strong warrior and has never thought of becoming deputy, she is satisfied with the life she has. Rped by Cobwebpaw
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Shadowchase - A black tom with white paws and ears he hates gatherings because you never know the cat that your sharing tongues with will turn on you the next second. He is best friends with dragonkit . He loves to climb trees, he loves to train and asks other warriors to teach him some moves . He has bright blue eyes and you can never tell what he is thinking . He wants to have a mate a nice shekit just like him . He really likes to be by himself or he's playing jokes on other warriors with dragonkit some shekits are attracted to him while others arent but, he doesnt care what any cat thinks. rped by *Jaypaw*
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Fluorescentradience~ a she-cat with the most unique, intricate pelt; her fur is more colors than a calico, tortoiseshell, and mottled put together. Golden stripes flow over her body, crisscrossed by faint dashes of rust brown, splashed ginger all over, dipped in black, painted with white; just about every color. Her eyes, however, are curiously the same color; no different hues, just a solid yellow, not unlike a hawk's. She is only named for her appearance, however, for she is a dark cat at heart. Her mother immediately named her Fluorescentkit because of her pelt, is all. She's pretty much a power-hungry, evil kitty who just barely holds back from slashing her enemies' throat in front of witnesses. She usually caries herself elegantly, and her eyes tend to have this permanent murderous look. Unfortunately, she has absolutely no excuse for her evil nature; over the seasons, she's just developed the belief that life is to be lived by the strong only, and that the strongest shall prevail, and that the weak shall be slaughtered, so she seeks out weaklings in her clan and aims to bring them down. So beware of Fluorescentradience. The fact that she is evil without cause is even more frightening, for she treats kits no differently than warriors, except that kits are so young that she can't be sure whether they will be strong or not when they grow up, so she usually just ignores them. She has no tolerance for failure, and would be very hard on an apprentice. Brutal, even. Rped by єυρhσяια
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Bluefrost~ An ocean-blue-eyed tom whose fur is orange, white, and yellow striped. His eyes is where his name came from due to their bright intensity and color. His mother died when the time of his sibling’s birth occurred and his father disappeared. As for his sister, he took care of her and still continues to do so. This tom has always had an aggressive and over-confident personality and usually has an arrogant way of acting. He mainly prefers fighting because of his great strength, yet another reason for him to be cocky. He isn't too muscular, but he has enough muscle, power, and skill to be one of the best fighters in the clan. In fact, he is probably the most advanced when it comes to battle techniques. He makes a decent hunter due to his lack of enthusiasm when actually hunting. To him, hunting takes too much patience and bores him. For one good quality, he is very loyal and would never betray another unless he truly thought they were doing something wrong. It is noticeable that he is very impetuous with the way he just jumps in to things without hesitation, but this shows how courageous and bold he is. Even though others are irritated with how conceited he is, they always say that when danger comes, he is there to help and protect; in other words, he is thought of a hero despite all of his imperfection. This tom has pride in both himself and his clan and would give up his life to save it.
RPed by SapphireStar77
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GatheringStorm- A young black and white loner that came to this clan a skeleton with fur. NightClan tried to give him a warrior name but he refused knowing he would never really belong. His feature is his face he is a black and white tom his face is black but as the black goes towards his eyes it goes to a blackish-gray to white. His eyes are not blue nor green nor yellow not even green but black some find it handsome some find it abnormal and scary. Now his looks are incredible he is the most handsome Tom you may ever see. Ever she-cat will lift their heads or prick their ears at his arrival he is popular amongst his clan. He got his name from birth it went like this: his mother was kitting and a storm was coming... When he was born his siblings were struck by lightning his mother in grief gave him the name of Gathering Storm. He is an adult some say his age is 12 moons some say younger. He is not a social-butterfly if you would say. One of his weird nicknames which he finds rude sometimes is Relentless. He is quiet and bullied by many which makes him rude and snappy.
RPed by ravenbound577
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Moonangel~ Moonangel is a very sweet and loving cat of the maine coone breed. She has long fluffy white fur that is very cuddly and soft. She wants to be mother of kits in the future and to have a mate, but she doesn't know what to look for in a tom. Moonangel has a sister who looks exactly like her and is just as sweet as her, but she is in another clan entirely. Her sister is Snowangel. Played by ஐℱearless۞§erenityஐ
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Puffinwind~ For NightClan, this tomcat does not fit in. His body is bulky and thick muscled, his legs for fighting, not running. Puffin wind is a handsome tuxedo tomcat, his pelt the usual black and white. He has puffin beak orange eyes, they are similar to the color of the setting sun. His fur is thick and slightly fluffy, a ragged look to it. But, if he grooms it, it turns out quite nice and sleek, blending in with the rest of his leith, skinny Clanmates. But that's where the small reslembance stops. He has a broad face, a strong jaw, and a stout, handsome muzzle. His paws are large and wide, good for digging. He's one of the best tunnelers in the Clan. Puffinwind's eye sight for the darkness is at it's peak for cats, able to clearly regonize shapes, but the colors are darkened and bleak. He is a bit of a jokester, but tends to be alone due to his akward size and clumsyness. He's a really sweet cat, just in the wrong body. RPed by Dirt:|:Road

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Whisperingsecret ~ Do you hear that? That benign, cursory voice that lingers subsequently behind you in a shape that difficult to make out in the ebony shade of sleathy night. This shape, it looks so familiar, like a cat, so diminutive, yet altruistic appearing. In a downy shade of argentate with eyes that resemble crystallized royal sapphires, and when deeply looked into, you can see visions of this cat's past, so bloody and abominate, but at the same time, afflict. But, what's her name? Her aurora suddenly hooks you and suddenly allures you towards you, hungry for her information. As you get closer, she claims that you should shun her for her habit of speaking. Puzzled, you claim you wouldn't shun her, though her eyes begin to speak the story that has her locked in such an abominate curse, to spill more than she should. This cat, this low profile, coy she-cat was the one who eavesdrops on conversation she sometimes shouldn't hear. Then, a moment will open, and her mouth will vomit the words up, and the aftermath, makes her throat sting and it pokes her heart, badly. You realize who she is, the cat everyone talks about, good and bad, Whisperingsecret. RPed by Corgilovers12
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Wolfeye~If you ever look into the shadows and see something that looks like a pair of wolf eyes staring back at you' you have probably spoted Wolfeye. This large and muscular tom has yees that are the exact shsade of yellow you would find in wolves. He has thick grey fur and a bushy tail. He is quiet and resered most of the time. He will speak but only when he has to. He prefers to not show his emotions when it is not neccesary and most find him to be rather odd. He will stay up late and watch the moon sometimes. He is very loyal to his clan and his courage and loyalty could never be doubted. He may be quiet but he is extreemly protective of anyone close to him. He is hard to make mad but he does have a temper. If you did manage to make him mad it would not be pretty. It is one of the reasons he dislikes showing emotion. He is afraid to hurt someone he cares about.. rped by Lillybrook
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Wolfspirit ~ The massive, ash and livid paws crush the earthy flooring as a form of some kind of animal whips through the forest, abrupt, yet mute. Honey eyes shower with light and glitter with determination. His ears, petite, yet sharp, prick as the din of a cry died down as he hastily continued farther into the murky, unknowing forest, alone. His bravery level began increasing quickly and his fears began to shun him as he evacuated towards a cave, pitch black and blind. "Destinykit!" He cried, frantic to find his little sister who had carelessly ventured into the forest with curiousity that fasinated her. Spoting the blueish, grayish kit with her strange periwinkle eyes, Wolfspirit grabbed hold of her scruff, tightly, and swiftly made his escape form the dim cave and before you know it, Wolfsong is already past the entrance of camp, panting heavily, but pleased with himself. Whispers fell among the cats who eyed him with comfort as they spoke good words of him. Brave. Swift. Caring. Strong. The list could go on, thoguh Wolfsong concentration was focused on the safety of his clan, not the great qualities that lay within him. RPed by Corgilover12
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Ferretcharm - Dark brown she-cat with starved looking contemptuous green-amber eyes, and a lighter reddish tuft of fur at the tip of her tail and ears. Slender and wiry, she can fit and weave through the most intricate maze of thorn bushes, and slink through the undergrowth like the cunning animal for which she is named. Quite disliked among other kits and warriors, she relishes hate, and can't stand mushiness, lovey dovey things nor anything else like that, other than the tender affection of her mother and father, Cardinalsong and Wolfstar. Believes StarClan to be nonexistant, which has brought her several troubles, and constantly finds herself wondering whether there is a world of
hate, malice, and jealousy for which she is destined. Can really only stand Foxkit, although it seems she should like her twin Weaselkit better, and can be found in the shadows, thinking or plotting against someone. Looked up to Thornwhisper before he died, for she knew of the things he had done, on account of witnessing his crimes once or twice by accident, and hates the fact that he died, for he would have made a great mentor. But who knows, he could still make a good mentor, where he's going... RPed by Secretkit
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Foxflight ~ A bright, cunning ginger tom with unusual forest green eyes. Has the shape of his mother, Cardinalsong, and carries a much lighter version of her pelt colour. Loves his family very much, and is particularly close to his sister Cranekit, for he belives that she is blind, but as he has never seen a blind cat before, he cannot tell whether she is or isn't one of them. She also acts very well. There seems to be something cheery about this tom, about the way he carries himself, talks to others, and treats others. Strong and sturdy, he can't wait to be a warrior, and hopes to be one of the best in his time, beside his siblings. Wary of the fact that most kits don't like him for his optimism, but he doesn't care. He has a rather unusual liking for catching and eating particularly huge rabbits, and as one of the older NightClan warriors has commented, seems to act and look quite identically to a Foxflight of the olde CreekClan. RPed by Secretkit.
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Stainedvision - Very pale brown tom with soft velvety green eyes. He has patches on his muzzle and pelt that look like stains, as well as unusual spots in his eyes, hence his name, Stainedvision. He is a loveable tom, yes, but can be sometimes proud and haughty. His mother is Wildflower, the Clan deputy, and his father is Raccoonflash, a loyal NightClan warrior. He has a few siblings, and he loves them very much. Hopes to someday be more than just a warrior of NightClan, but that is just a dream, a good dream that he will never forget. Someday, he will find love, he knows it in his heart, but for now, he is content just being friends with other people. RPed by Secretkit
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Brokenflame- a flame colored tom with green eyes and black patches all over his body. He loves to run and hunt but fighting is possibly his worst skill ever. To prove it ask him about the wolf attack. He was 6 moons the was ambushed by a wolf and was so close to dying by that he was in a coma for 7 days. Ever since he has been quiet not a social butterfly. RPed by ravenbound577
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Iceshard- A tall beautiful White and silver she-cat with piercing soft ice eyes. Don't get tricked by her LooksShe is really as cold as ice, Toms come up to her like fish to worms But before they can say anything she give give them a ice cold glare. Iceshard prefers she-cats to Toms She is a mighty Fighter Brave and loyal, She is extremely hardworking and is very humorous to she-cats. When Iceshard was little and still a 'paw' she wanted to be an Medicine cat But she wasn't cut out for it. Iceshard had an happy life as a loner until her mother Shimmerstep was fed by a Gorgeous tom who was really an Vicious Warrior fed her deathberrys. Iceshard loves the night and winter, to see the unique snowflakes fall down and cover the earth like a blanket of coldness. Maybe one day She will settle down But it is doubted. She is very proud but does not brave Iceshard is very quiet. Rped by Mallowshine
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Fossilfang- There is mystery in things we are unfamiliar to. Such things like relics of old times. Fossilfang is much like those relics. He is surrounded in a cloud of unforetold history. When he was first seen by his now clanmates they saw a lonely and silent dusty spotted brown tom cat his eyes glowed green in the shadows. He is muscular, oh so very muscular. And with a handsome face you couldn't resist him I'd you tried. However with the unknown past that shrouds him with dark clouds most prefer to keep their distance from him mainly because they are unsure of his capabilities. But also they see it as an advantage. Cats like him are often strong and powerful aids in battle. Though most don't realize Fossilfang is a very good cat, despite his silence. But even if cats tried to know him it wouldn't be easy to do. Rped by Paranormalseduction
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Thistleheart- Dark brown tom with spiky fur. He has eyes of a vivid green leafy shade, and a tone of voice that is high-pitched and cruel, like the sound of claws scraping over rocks. He is very tall, and has a long whip-like tail that he often uses as a distraction to his foes and enemies. An excellent fighter, and a lover of the cold, as well as shadows and dark murky water. Is secretly in love with somecat, but knows she likes someone else, and would not accept his feelings, for he is a cat of frosty nature. RPed by Secretkit.

Royalblue - A muscular-built tom-cat with black fur with blue tint, royal blue eyes and grey socks. As a kit, he was adventurous, getting him into a lot of trouble. But now, Royalblue lives up to him name. He stands tall, and fights with a passion, like a king. Of course, this tom has some 'cons' too. One is that he is too flirty for is own good, and has broken a lot of she-cat's hearts along the way. Another is his anger, which comes out in short bursts. And this tom's worst habit is sucking up to the leader and deputy.

Royalblue has friends, but he is always the leader. That is just the way it is, don't question his authority. Deep down inside, he has a kind heart. But it will take a lot of looking to find it. For now, you had better put up with him, or be ready for the fight of your life. RPed by Peach.Blossom

Phoenixdust-A dark grey she-cat the color of ash. She has orangy-gold eyes and a personality like fire. She can be nice and comforting like a warm fire but when she gets out of control she desroys things like and out of control wildfire. She has learned to keep her feelings to herself so she doesn't destroy things, but everyone has bad days. She enjoys the night where she isn't spotted easily and can slip away unnoticed. She is still a very loyal cat that listens to orders. She is best at fighting because it gets all her agression out and calms her down. She had a brother that left her alone in Nightclan for his mate, a Sunclan cat turned rogue. And a mother that was caught by twolegs and a unknown father, so she is all alone.RPed by: Blondie00
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Nightecho- his black pelt melts into the night. His blue eye resembling a puddle at night reflecting the night sky speckled with stars. This in Nightecho. Son of Truemoon a lost deputy of Nightclan, son of the night that prowls. He hasn’t been to Nightclan since his mother left but he has come back from the barn. He liked his life there but really longed for clan life again. So he has returned finding the clan has a new leader and deputy. He one day wishes for his mother to return but till the he lives on in the night. Rped by .:Midnightfrost:.
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Treebreeze - Standing in the face of death, this tom wouldn't back down or give in. With his long, chocolate brown fur and shining sky blue eyes, you would think he was the sweetest, most loveable tom in the whole world. But no, he is the most ambitious, dark, and deadliest tom out there. He lived his kitten days with blood-thristy rouges, scouring the forest for food and fighting for territory. When he was 7 moons old he plotted against his "family" and killed them as he planned. After the last one was killed, he left the territory, hoping for a better life. But after her left, he was challenged many more times and killed many more. He was sickened by himself and tried drowning himself but was saved by a lovely she-cat who had the softest silver and black fur and the greenest eyes in the whole area. Treebreeze fell for her and fell hard. He spent all his time thinking of her and spending time with her. He took 20 seconds of courage and asked her to be and his mate and those seconds paid off. She agreed and the moved in together and and a lovely family of 3 kits, Nightkit, Leafkit and Dawnkit. All was well until his mate's, Silveroblivion, old mate came back for revenge. He lunged for her kits and shoved them off to the side. He turned to kill Silveroblivion but she was running to get Treebreeze. Powered by hatred and anger, he caught up to her and tried to kill her. She fought with him until he had her pinned. She screamed for Treebreeze but she was silenced abruptly forever. Her old mate took the kits before Treebreeze could come back. When he did return from his midnight hunt, he found his kits gone and his mate dead and bleeding. He gave up right then and there and buried her. He left, not even trying to get the kits. He found NightClan and didn't look back. He hates the time midnight and all small things. He doesn't trust anyone easily and wants a new mate and kits that he will protect forever. Rped by *Shattered~Rainbows*
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Amberrose- Gorgeous slender she-cat with silky pale golden fur and bright blue-green eyes. She is tiny in stature but fiery in spirit. She is smart, witty, and brave, and an excellent hunter. Fighting isn't her strong suit but she always gives her best effort and is fiercely loyal to her clan, willing to give her life in battle to protect her clanmates. She has a dark secret though. She has always wanted to have a mate and kits one day, and hopes that one of Nightclan's toms is interested in her, but she's torn by a strong connection towards a mysterious and dangerous Dark Forest tom that frequently stalks through her dreams. How can she love a cat who's not even alive, especially one with such a bloody past? These questions haunt her constantly, but she can no longer deny what she feels in her heart. She knows that one day she'll have to make her choice and that choice will forever change her life, for better or worse. RPed by Aqualover5711.
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Pheonixflight- Pelt of flame and a heart to match, beautiful doesn’t do this she cat justice. Her deep amber eyes could show the deepest sympathy or the most heated hatred. This is a she cat that could stop any tom in their tracks just with a single word, though it might not just be her beauty. Her voice has an odd tone that make you want to obey her, not like hypnosis, but like the sound of bells that draw you in. She has had many toms loss their hearts for her but there is only one tom that has ever caught her eye, but as the rest of her life had played out it was a tragic love. She met him when she was an apprentice and he was a loner trespassing on Nightclan territory. She confronted him like a good clan cat, hissing and spitting, then asking him to get off of the territory. But he didn’t he just walked away like she wasn’t even there. That ticked off the prickly apprentice, so she followed him all the way to the border where he stopped and sat down. The young tom smiled a cocky smile and said, names Flight, what’s yours? She was flabbergasted; the tom had waltzed onto the territory and then just asked her what her name was? Of course it made her curious about him, this grey tom that was cocky, and sly as a fox. She told him her name and he just put that cocky smile right back on his face and said, well Phoenixpaw I hope to see you again, soon. With that he disappeared across the border and Phoenixpaw walked back to camp, mind reeling. From that day on he seemed to always be waiting for her outside of camp and slowly they became friends and she often asked him to join the clan but her always refused. After her warrior ceremony she became Phoenixburn and her relationship with Flight changed, she started to see him in a new light, as the hansom tom he really was. One day they were sloppy not hiding as well as they usually did and they were found, by one of her clan mates, one who also loved her. Too bad he was the jealous type. He killed Flight, out of cold blood. Pheonixburn’s soul almost died that day, the tom had killed the cat she loved and that crippled her. She pelted back to camp, covered in blood, and collapsed in the warrior’s den. She didn’t come out for days, crying on and off. After a long time she got her up and went to the leaders den and asked her to change her name, to Pheonixflight. It has taken her moons to recover from the loss of her mate, and she vowed to never love again, unless Flight found a way to tell her I was okay. And he did coming to her in a dream and telling her to live her life and he would be waiting for her when she was done here. She got up that day and decided to pour her life into her clan, and hopefully her future love. But she yearns for the day she can help her clan further, possibly even laying down her life for the place she calls home. Rped by .:Midnightfrost:.
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Tormentedmind - A slender tom, with fur as black as night, and mischeifious imperial blue eyes that shine under the moon's glow. Quiet. Peaceful. This tom is very shy. He hardly speaks, unless he becomes his other side.... Dark Torment. He will yowl and hurt when some cat outrages him so much, he loses all his sanity. Irony. A gentle cat, until someone angers him. He would never dream of hurting one of his clanmates, but he has had a record of being bullied. He's quite small for a tom, and the others seem to enjoy picking on him. Beware bullies. He has a dark side. Rped by .:FantasyRose:.
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Truemoon- A gray and white she-cat with blue eyes that look like the moon. She mother is Moonwish and her father is Rockfeather. She looks exactly like her mother, same color fur and same big blue eyes. The one thing different about her and her mother is that she is ten times more beautiful. She has a kind of beauty that you have to be immortal to get. Her eyes are amazingly bright and her smile is perfect. She is drop dead gorgeous. Despite her appearance other things that make her amazing are that she's funny, kind, weird, lovable, imaginative, colorful, and intelligent. To justify this: she can make you laugh when you feel like crying, she can say at least ten good things about others, she will say random at anytime, which makes her all the more lovable! She can think of anything ordinary to do and make it all the more fun, she thinks of the world in a completely different way, and she got her brain from her mom. From her father she got loyalty. She will stop at nothing to make her clan proud of her. She got part of her looks. She got her bravery. Nothing can scare her and she will go into battle with a smile on her face. She is a great fighter but is better at hunting. She is super fast, like lightning. She would love to have a mate and kits someday, but hopes she will have a chance at becoming leader. Her brother is Bladeflight. Rped by Cicleywhisker
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Oriolemelody- There is something special about this little she-cat. Something very special, indeed. The sight of her sends your heart fluttering, faster than a hummingbird's wings. At a very young age, she was beautiful. Blessed with a sweeping pelt and eyes with a brilliance more than the stars. Her pelt is mostly white but it is laden with patches of pure black and blazing orange, some overlapping. Her eyes... Well, her eyes can not even be defined with words. They are blue, like really blue. You can't have a blue deeper than the color of her eyes. Like to pools filled with minuscule crystals, all sparkling and shining and catching the light that dances on her face. She has a way of making you smile. The odd ways of her mother, her mother's mother, and even her mother's mother's mother has been passed through generations down to her. She loves the gift she has been lucky enough to have been given. Every time she sees that she has made someone happy, it makes her happy and when she's happy, it's almost certain that one of her glorious smiles will come out to shine in the spotlight. Everything about her is full of grace. Her eyes, her movements, her way of speaking. All of it just flows out of her so smoothly that nothing can brake its sleek surface. Her mother, Truemoon deputy of NightClan, gave her the name 'Oriole' because of her uniquely similar appearance to the bird that captures the envy of many but soon realized that more than looks is shared between the two. "With such grace it moves. With such a heavenly voice it sings. A free heart beats under its glorious feathers. Everything about this bird is beautiful and you, my daughter, have been blessed with the gifts of the oriole. You are my oriole." The first time her mother said that, they were on their own. Her similarities she shared with the amazing creature was no secret when she became an apprentice. Soon enough, her mother's words caught on and they were revised to fit Oriolemelody. Now it this is what is said about her, "With such grace she moves. With such a heavenly voice she sings. A free heart beats under her glorious fur. Everything about her is beautiful. She is our oriole." The oriole is sacred to her. It is her symbol. You can often find her singing with them, her voice caressing your ears and capturing you in her spell. Orioles have never minded her presence, she makes them comfortable. She does that with everyone. She just gives anyone around her a feeling of peace. The birds love to hear her sing and join in with her. They repeat the notes she sing. They will even repeat a song she hums. Most of her clanmates call her Lady Oriole or sometimes Princess Oriole because she acts and speaks like she is in a higher class. It's not like she tries, she just does. With calling her those two names, they are not making fun of her. A lot of cats respect the small cat for her wisdom, beauty, and leader-like qualities. Not only that but she is a natural fighter and hunter. No one can beat her when she's fighting as hard as she can. She's too fast, too swift, too distracting. It's hard to focus on her when she's staring at you with her intense blue eyes. Some get the sensation of drowning while looking into them. As mentioned before, her mother is Truemoon. Her father is Hickorypounce, a cat she admires greatly. She has six siblings, all whom she cares about dearly. They are Mothveil, Duckfeather, Dustspot, Nightehco, and Sootpool. She also has one uncle, Bladeflight, a great grandfather, Lunarblaze. She also has one great aunt, Suntail. Her family is large, but that is her favorite thing about NightClan. No matter how big or small your family, the whole clan is like a family. Rped by Cicleywhisker
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Petalfrost- The moment you see her, your stuck, addicted. Her image lingers in your mind when she is gone. Her sweet scent fills the air, a scent so pleasant you'd assume its source is just as wonderful. Her round, honey brown eyes encourage you to come near with their innocent flare. She leaves you wanting more from the very first day and there isn't much you can do about it. There isn't anything deceitful about her. Just as her appearance suggests, she is pure and kind and angelic. She obeys those whom have power and never speaks out of turn. The warrior code is sacred to her and she would never dare to break it. Petalfrost is a silent type, and quite self-conscious even though she has no reason to be. Despite that, she is pretty good at making friends. She may not be the one to make the first move, but whoever does never regrets doing so. In the young she-cat's eyes, there is always a chance at redemption. If you fall from the top, there is a chance you will get right back up, and maybe go beyond due to new experience. Wisdom is not something she lacks. In fact, she has more than she should. Lessons can be learned from her, lessons that will bring you far in life. The one advice she gives to many is make mistakes, because you in the end gain more than you loose. Gentle is her spirit and kind is her heart, although she speaks the truth. It's hard for her to hurt someone, but her opinion will be heard when it counts. You may think you can take advantage of this fragile being, but you've got another thing coming. Underneath all of her innocents there is a fire, and that fire blazes in time of need. Though she doesn't care much for pointless battle, her fighting is impeccable. She never misses a beat and strikes at the perfect time, recoiling quickly to dodge her opponents attack. This method works flawlessly and helps with self-defense, which is basically the only thing she uses her skill for. An angel of ivory, Petalfrost casts her compassion and purity over the clan. When around her, you can't help but do the right thing. What causes this is a mystery. She just seems to have that effect on others, an effect that brings out the best in them. A diamond in the rough becomes simply a shining diamond when near her. Many toms are captured by her elegance, magnatism, and beauty, but she isn't that easy to impress. If she feels like a tom is not right for her, that decision will not be swayed. She takes things slow to really get to know a cat. She doesn't want to make the wrong choice and risk heartbreak so she is really careful, which proves difficult for finding mate. That doesn't matter to her though, because she realizes that even if it takes a long time, the right tom will be willing to wait for her. She would love to have a family one day, but her clan will always come first. Loyal, quiet, and open-minded, Petalfrost shocks everyone with her sweet, pure heart. Rped by Cicleywhisker
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Mossflower - an outwardly shy and formal she-cat, with tortoiseshell fur and yellow-green eyes. Can be very sweet, but has an acerbic tongue if the occasion demands. She loves to laugh and is unwaveringly loyal to her friends and Clanmates. A committed but only passable fighter, and a decent hunter; likes to climb trees for the fun of it. Enjoys roaming NightClan's territory and swimming. Rped by warriorstar.
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Amberdapple- As bright as the sun, this feisty she-cat is not someone you want to mess with. While playful and full of energy, she knows when to keep her mouth shut and calm down, even if she doesn't like to do so. Her pelt aggravates her: the flicks of amber buried in her chocolate brown fur often convinces her that she has flecks of leaves tangled in her fur. Due to this, she can be found swatting at her pelt regularly, only to realize it's part of her fur and stop immediately, glancing around and looking embarrassed. Her almond-shaped eyes are nothing special; just a pale hazel that she wishes was sharper and deeper. RPed by cuppcakewithfrostin
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Blacktwilight- It is as if the night sky plastered itself on a shecat's pelt, caressing her with a soft image. Fairly tall, and thinly built, Blacktwilight has a beautiful structure. A dark pool of blue melts in the irises of her eyes, giving off a violet hue. This Nightclan warrior has an independant heart, a steadfast will to accomplish something for herself, and a sharp tounge. She has a sarcastic state of mind, and each one of her movements are accurate, especially in battle. She thrives in the light of a fight, picking off her enemies by storm. The knowledge as to when fighting is necessary is apparent in her mind, and she has no problem following through. Fear is not in her element, nor is pity for the weak-minded. She believes in herself, and rarely others. It'd be a miracle to find a moment when her heart softens. RPed by: Veroar
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Lightningfall - A sleek jet black tom with cobalt blue eyes. Has a very broad frame which most other toms want and she-cats yearn for. Lightningfall is a very hyper but secretive cat, which most consider dangerous. He never refuses to fight, But he is the best at hunting for his claws are ebony colored and long and sharp. Lightningfall has no fear at anything, he can even climb trees really well. But in the inside he has a very soft side. Most of his friends see it but others don't, the rest think he is always either hyper or as hard as a rock. Other clans never want to look deep into his cobalt eyes because the sharpness pores out and makes them nervous. Rped by - lightningfall104
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Lakefrost - Lakefrost is a daring shecat warrior, with her icy-silver pelt overlayed with darker stripes and splotches, and her brilliant blue eyes, shes sure to catch a tom's attention. She is extremely loyal to her clan, and always will be. She loves kits and someday wants to have her own. Her past is shrouded with mystery... all she remembers is a terrible barn fire that still haunts her in her dreams, and both of her brothers are probably dead... at least, she's sure one of them is dead. She recalls trying to get into RubyClan, but they chased her out of their territory. She also recalls her eldest brother, Flametail, saying he's going to join a Clan, too. But she's doubtful he's even still alive. RPed by Bizthebuzz
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Softfeather - Softfeather has a white, fluffy pelt, and bright blue eyes. Unlike the normal blue-eyed cat she isn't blind. She's bright and energetic and loves mystery and danger. She won't back down when things get hard and she's one tough-nut! Softfeather is smart and a quick thinker, not to mention a very formidable enemy! She grew up far from the clans territories, alone and sared, but still, she was brave. She battled the cold and ilness until she was found by a mysterious young she-cat. The she-cat brought her here to NightClan before leaving. Softfeather grew strong in NightClan and is strong once more. She's curious and delightful and you wouldn't want to meet her in a battle! She's looking for a mate who's willing to have her and accept their kits as something more then useless scraps of fur. She's afraid of what may happen to her and her kits during and just after pregnancy but knows she can count on NightClan to keep her and her future kits safe. Rped by AurorCharm
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Blackbird- A tall tom with red-tinted eyes. His face structure, so firm and detailed, is strikingly exotic. A paranormal proximity seems to fill the auras of others, when he is near, mixing a feeling of doubt towards him. Blackbird rarely smiles, but when he does- it is like the light of the sun, blazing the air with warmth. His lean figure allows him to fight with great agility, and hunt with envious stealth. When he leaps from tree to tree, it is as if he were flying with great speed, effortless. He is sarcastic, though rarely attempting to be humorous, and ironic at times. Devotion is no doubtful in his heart, and he never lets go of those he is loyal to. He seems heartless on sight, but I assure you; his spirit is merely frozen in time; waiting to melt for an unknown promise.
RPed by: Abraχas
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Darkpelt~ A black tom with red paws and fern green eyes. He has a lighting stripe birthmark. His brother is a loner named Darkheart He is dark-hearted a hates enemy cats. He has a crush on Darkheart's mate. He loves to fight and is bloodthirsty. He is gentle when it comes to kits. His mate is Lillyfrost and he has 3 kits. He is a good hunter and a great fighter. Rped by jaymist
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Moonpool - A beautiful jet-black she-cat with cobalt blue eyes.When you look into her eyes, it's as if your staring into an endless pool of water, so blue and so brilliant. She has a long, bushy, fox-like tail that is usually drooped down, or up in the air, lashing about. Moonpool is a thoughtful, kindhearted, and affectionate she-cat that never backs away from a challenge. She is quick with her tongue, but thinks before she speaks. She speaks with the wisdom of an elder, but the looks that can turn heads and leave toms scatter-brained. Besides being quick with her tongue, she is also quick on her feet. Her super sharp senses allow her to pinpoint the next blow and either dodge, or counter-attack. Though, like any other cat, she often makes a mistake. But that's what makes her normal. She learns from her mistakes and dares not make them twice. She loves being surrounded by kits and hopes to have some of her own one day. She currently has no mate, but isn't quick on finding one right now. She's looks at the world with bright eyes, and an open mind and wants to explore and learn as much as she can. Her loyalty to the clan has no flaws. She'd gladly give her life to her clan and dares not break the Warriors' code unless it puts her whole clan in harms way. Even then, she'd try her best to find a way to compromise. RPed by AngelYuki3
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Burningdesire - Silent, short-tempered, a ticking time bomb. Many words like these can describe this tom cat who mostly keeps to himself. Burningdesire keeps to himself, not really wanting to get to know his clan mates. He believes it is nothing but a waste of time to form a bond with a cat that may not likely be around in the future. He blends in with the shadows well thanks to his shaggy black coat, and it is hard to spot him unless you look for him carefully. His amber eyes are usually cold, hiding his emotions very well. Burningdesire is a fickle young tom who doesn't take to kindly to jokes. However it is just in his serious nature to do so. He rarely speaks and when he does it is in short sentences. But despite that he can be one of the most loyal cats you will ever meet. Rped by .::SiLeNt_StArS::.
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Mothfall - Reserved silver tabby she-cat with stormy gray eyes and a tongue sharper than her claws. She is usually quiet- a solemn and quick thinker. But Mothfall also has a strong temperment and boundless energy than needs frequent outlet- whether that be by hunting, training...or arguing. However, Mothfall's mood swings can also leave her affectionate and helpful to others. She is fiercly loyal to her clan. RPed By ZackyS.
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Softflower -Softflower is black she-cat with soft fur and grass green eyes. She has long fur and a bushy tail. She hates to fight and loves to hunt, which is strange since she is way better at fighting then hunting. She likes to spend her days hunting. Softflower wants a mate and kits. She was born to two clan cats, Dreamfire and Rabbitsky. Both her parents died in a badger attack. She moves swiftly through the night and can see well in the dark. She is nice, kind, and loves to try to make friends. Rped by Splashcloud

Brightdapple- A pretty white she cat with ginger patches. Her eyes draw attention to her because one is green and one is blue. She is very kind and gentle and she loves kits. She dreams of having her own kits someday with the right tom. She has had her heart broken before so she is determined to get it right the next time. She is an excellent hunter but her fighting skills need work. One way she spends time with the tom she likes is getting him to help her with her fighting skills. She can "kill two birds with one stone" as some might say. Rped by Lillybrook
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ShadowedSoul - A long haired black tom with white and silver stripes, dark gray paws muzzle, and under the eyes. His eyes are light turquoise and he loves to play in the snow and on the ice when it is winter. He is very easy to start a conversation with, but most of the time his personality is like the ice in the winter because of his past that he hates to talk about. In contrast, Shadowedsoul loves to train cats who are younger than him. Most of his clan-mates are scared of him and he doesn't know why, but he has some guesses. ShadowedSoul uses more instinct and skill in battling and modifies the moves he is taught, but he loves to fight but will only do so when needed. He is good at hunting but not as good as he could be. This tom cat idolizes his leader very much. Roleplay by: xxRinHakuroxx
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Thunderstriking - A huge orange tom with black tabby markings with a black face, chest, and legs. He has amber eyes with green mixed in them.Thunderstrike used to be a rouge cat from somewhere across the waters. He is built differently from the others. Different colored eyes, long legs, tail, and torso. He liked the idea of cats helping each other in order to survive, so that is why he joined. before the clan life, Thunderstrike was known as someone who mother's would tell their kit's about. Stay away from him. He's a freak, a stranger. Thunderstrike doesn't trust cat's with personal matters, but he does trust them enough to go into battle with them. He can be wise at times and would help anyone in trouble, he usually hides his emotions and feelings from other cats. Roleplayed by xxRinHakuroxx
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Slashfire- He is a dark black cat with ferocious eyes. He has very long, incredibly sharp claws that are the reason for his name. He wasn't born in the clan but to a rouge. His father had beaten him and he was the only kit of his litter to survive. He doesn't like opening up to cats about his past. His past makes him strong and silent on his paws. He is a fierce fighter but he is too fast at jumping into battles. He is easily taunted and is fast to attack someone in order to defend his pride. He is extremely protective of kits and he gets very close to them very fast. He takes it upon himself to be their guardian. He listens to his leader but everyone else must work in order to gain his trust and respect. He isn't good at working in groups and prefers to be alone. Rped by Tanglefur4
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Oceanmist- Torrents of dark stormy Grey waves crash against the many rocks, surrounding the banks of the forest. A light grey pelt is seen in the most of the oceans waves. Pouring down upon this Tom like a raging flood, seeking to find a victim to consume in its stormy waves of death. Oceanmist is a handsome stormy grey Tom with bright sapphire eyes. He's noble and trustworthy. Worthy of anything. He's wise and very opinionated. This Tom is always breaking up fights, he is always looking to come up with solutions to problems. RPed by Frostheart77
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Hawkdust - A light silver tabby with dark brown tabby stripes. He'a gentle and kind. He has dark vibrant violet colored eyes. He is very handsome much like his twin brother Falcondust. He's both caring and affection any, hardly one mean bond in his body. He loves kits and apprentices and loves to play with them. RPed by Frostheart77
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Falcondust - A sandy brown Tom with darker grey tabby stripes, he has the lightest lime green eyes. He's nice just like his brother and caring. He loves to play around with kits and flirt with the she-cats he's mature and determined to do his jobs with care. He loves to hunt. RPed by Frostheart77
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Fadedmemories- A Pretty Jet-black she-cat, she has a small frame, a big personality, the prettiest, eye's which gaze into your darkened soul. Her bright blue eye's shine with thing's no cat's understand her best friend, and her love is Hailpaw, they had great adventure's together and they still do. Her ear tip's are a snowy white , her tail tip is white two and her back left paw is white. In the dark, the moon shining on her, her white fur shine's like the brightest star's matching her eye's and blistering, loving personality.She is a tough she-cat fast and strong. She can dodge more blow's then prey you've eaten in your life. She is quick at running thinking and dodging, she is made into a great hunter with her lithe smooth figure. She has extraordinary hearing and the sharpest of claw's and teeth, don't underestimate this she-cat or you'll end up with a scarred pelt. RPed by:*Jaypaw*
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Miracledream - A beautiful she-cat, amazing sapphire eyes, twin of angeldust. They are truely identical in looks, voice, and personality. Sweet, caring. Full of spirit and both have ferious attitudes. They are determined to protect each other till the death. Both have identical Black pelts, but Miracledream has one white spot on her chest. RPed by Frostheart77
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Angeldust - Intelligent, beautiful, just like her twin sister. Both are loving and talented. Identical black pelts and sapphire eyes, but strangely Angel, has one violet colored eye an one sapphire colored. They are rare beauties indeed. Gentle and caring. Fun to be around, and spunky.
RPed by Frostheart77
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Silvertale - A beautiful silky black pelt (almost like a panther's.) Her name comes from the silver shine her tail gives off when the moonlight shines down on it. She knows basic med and is very carrying, always tries to make her friends feel better after something bad happens, like a loss. But don't let that make you think she can't fight, she is fast and powerful when it comes to her claws, she knows the right way to attack, and will always help a clan mate if in trouble. Silvertail is one that will never give up on a fight, even if it means death. Silvertail can still be a fair cat and if there is no need for a fight she may try to stop it, (but sometimes it depends on the cat.) She has beautiful, bright green eyes that seem to glow in the darkness of the night, this is part of the reason she enjoys the night so much, her beautiful eyes help her see it as clear as day. But to her, night is amazing, when the rest of the forest is asleep, you sneaks out and finds a place to sit and enjoy the moonlight, but she is always ready to attack or hunt. Silvertail is a very loyal cat, no matter what happens, she stays loyal to her clan, weather it's falling apart from a sickness, or healthy and ready for battle. RPed by silvertale

Featherwhisker- A small gray she-cat with green eyes. She is a feirce warrior and never backs down from a fight. She is always loyal, but sometimes can't control the things she says. She is very kind-hearted if a cat would get to know her, but not many cats do. She is very ambitious and someday wants to be leader if she can.
RPed by: catlvr32

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[Apprentices]

*Floralpaw(step) - Floralstep is a pretty young she-cat with a lively attitude. Being the daughter of Wildstar and Raccoonflash, two loyal NightClan warriors, she has a lot toaccomplish. Floralstep has a fluffy, snow-white pelt. On top of this, she has russet patches placed randomly all over her fur. She has mismatched eyes, one dark green like her mother's and one light green like her father's. However lively and happy she may come across as, Floralstep also has a much darker side. She's feisty, very feisty, and a bit too curious which gets her into a lot of trouble. Usually though, she's a very happy-go-lucky cat. Very confident and a great fighter. She's loyal, too. A great friend to have. But you don't want to make her your enemy, oh no. Floralstep's childhood was a little bit troubled. Her mother wanted to get out of the nursery and back to her deputy duties as soon as she could. This meant that she didn't spend that much time with her children. Because of this, Floralstep spent a lot of time with her father, making her a bit of a Daddy's girl. All in all, Floralstep has a bright future ahead of her. {Peach.Blossom}
Mentor: Hallowedjustice
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*Destinypaw(caller) ~ Have you ever heard of the quote "Destiny decides where our future falls."? Destiny, more of a decision maker than an amazing word, full of mystery I'll say. Though, a cat who could see good fortune in someone, can easily point out the great qualities held within one. Though, what's in for Destiny? It just seems that misfortune has her pinned down and has her in a tight, unbreakable grip. Destinycaller may have been born within clan grounds, though because of her diminutive feature and unquie, but odd, imagination, misfortune, laughter and lonelyness seems to stalk and won't leave her alone. It seems she can everyone elses future, or good qualities, except hers, and she wonders if she'll never know what will be in store for her. Will my furture never be clear? Will I die and join Starclan sooner than I plan too? Those questions embraces this blueish, grayish colored she-cat as she always seems to be scared of the most simple things. Though, almost everyday, she heads out into the forest, hoping to find her future, and hopefully, good fortune. RPed by Corgilovers12
Mentor: Saffronsong
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*Hailpaw(Storm) A light silver tom with black tabby legs and face, he has a white line across his eyes. Hailkit is nice, he loves to flirt with the she-kits. He obeys, listens when talked too and genarous. He wants to be important to other cats. Hailkit wants to be the best warrior, he is great at hunting. His love shows for his family and friends, he hopes they will love him forever and respect him. He honors the great warriors before him and treats them with respect and loyalty. RP'ed by Frostheart77
Mentor: Bladeflight
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*Redpaw-- A true bipolar disaster. Wild and crazy, one of the best fighters. This black tom has large flecks of red in his pelt, and amber eyes, with golden chips. His sibling, Warykit, is extremely distant towards Red(kit) and on a regular basis, says to Red(kit), "I would rather have a hawk as a brother." Red(kit) gets slightly queezy around his brother, but he is permitted to love him as a sibling. Red(kit)'s parents left to save their Rogue friends from being captured, but they never returned. Red(kit) refused help from any queens, except for food. Red(kit) wants to be the best, top of his class. He misses his parents, but his bipolar causes flares of anger towards them. Red(kit) is a strong tom with a sharp tongue. He would like a mate and kits someday, but hopes it's a she-cat who can handle him. Rp'd by Euphrates≈
Mentor: Dragonfall
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*Violetpaw(splash)~ A violet-eyed she-cat whose fur is white with a left black ear and right front paw. Due to the odd color of her eyes, she was. Her mother died when the time of her birth occurred and her father disappeared. As for her older sibling, Bluefrost, he took care of her ever since she was young. This female has always had a calm and collected personality and a prideful side that she normally keeps under control. She has no preference between hunting and fighting because she mostly uses her intelligence in both activities. She is small and lithe, but tall in height. She may be one of the smartest cats within the clan. When hunting or fighting, she keeps her movements calculated to her accuracy. One good quality is that she is very loyal, even if what she does seems wrong or out of line; everything she does is usually benefiting both the clan and herself. She isn’t the most courageous, but has enough courage to take up for herself and her clan. This she-cat has pride and faith her clan and would do anything to keep it out of harm’s way. RPed by SapphireStar77
Mentor: Puffinwind
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*Rainpaw(cast)~Rainkit is a light grey tabby with bright blue eyes he is stubborn and mean one thing though his bright blue eyes hide one big fact he is blind. He has two older siblings dragonfall and shadowchase. He has a small frame and is small . For as old as he is he has always been small. Everyone doubts he can be a warrior but so far he has proved them wrong. He snucked out of camp and caught a squirrel bigger then himself. He is faster then most apprentice's and kits even with his short legs.His blue eyes are slightly clouded but no one can really tell. His pelt is short and is grey,white,black,and a tinge of blue . His belly is white all to his chest his paws and white . His ear tips are tipped with white while his tail is too. His pelt is striped . He scent smells like tree's and water.His sightless gaze can almost look like he can see which is very focused. He can tell what people are thinking and his sense of smell and hearing is splendid.Not only are his blue eyes weird in his two blue eye are tiny tiny splecks of gold.His tiny white sharp teeth are very sharp his claws are sharp too. For his size he is strong he has a crush on a she-cat named bluepaw for no one knows beside her and he has other secrets that no cat will no not even his close brothers he is part pondclan and part nightclan his mother and brothers went to nightclan while he stayed in pondclan til his mother went to get him so he lost his apprentice ship and his name Rainpaw and dropped back to Rainkit he is old 7 moons old but now he has to wait again will he ever become a warrior? RP By: *jaypaw*
Mentor: Wolfeye
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Silentpaw(night) ~ Silent. Quiet. Mute. That's all you could really say to describe this ebony she-cat who doesn;t have anything to say. For some strange reason, she can't talk. No words have ever escaped her mouth before and it makes it very difficult to communicate with others surrounding her. She can hear. She can move. She can eat. She can fight. She can't talk. One important feature that she believes every cat should have. Some say, "How can you communicate with some cat that can't even talk?". Maybe that answer will never reach Silentnight or her clan mates, but with nods and expressions on her face, it seems like doing activites with her won't seem as hard as it may seem. Because she's mute, she's determined to work her hardest into becoming an amazing warrior and, one day, she hopes Starclan will grant her her wish. To find her voice. Rped by Corgilovers12
Mentor: Blackphantom

[Queens]

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Lillyfrost ~ She may be small but this light brown tabby is a feirce opponent in batle. She is cunning and swift and she moves with grace. She wash not alway a member of Nightclan. She joined Nightclan to be with he rmate Darkpelt. They met on the border one night after Lillyfrost crossed the border by mistake. Darkpelt jumped her and drove her away. They met again later and they fell in love. She joined Nightclan so that they could be together. She is very loyal to her new clan and is determined to prove her loyalty. She loves Nightclan and will do anything for her adopted clan. rped by Lillybrook
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[Kits]

*Elusivekit~ a white tom cat with gray-brown patches striped faintly with a darker brown, with playful dark green eyes. He is a joker, a teaser, but usually his jokes are deep and cruel, and his teasing seems to find its way to your heart like a knife. He is not light-hearted or fun, like you'd think a jokster would be, but uses his jokes to degrade others, for it makes him feel strong, and better than him. He is a bully. He is elusive in the way that he will speak joking, teasing words and then when he is caught, will twist them into something light, not offensive, something that you'd expect of a kit. In other words, he is deceptive, and the queens find him amusing. He is very social, but his words tend to be about others, never about himself; he doesn't like to share things about himself with others, because he feels that it could be used against him. He is hateful at times, and really just needs somebody to really care for him, tell him he's special. Rped by єυρhσяια
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*Tsume - Shadows danced around the poor kit as he fled the fire, menacing laughter filling his ears with every step the kit took. That's how Tsume remembers himself before he was attacked and given the x-shaped scar acrossed his lean chest. He still remembers the crazed look in his brother's eyes as he sat and watched his family get burned to death by the fire. Only Tsume survived, but with something to help permanantly scratch the memory into his mind, the scar. Now, Tsume's quiet, independant, serious, and impatient. No one can stand up with the constant complaints that escape the tom's muzzle. He's actually got feelings for others, but he really doesn't show it that much. He's the type of cat to get in trouble for little things, and often goes beyond the clan's limits. Ashen colored fur snakes around silver fur that coats his well-built frame, and his eyes are big, around, and a magnicficent shade of amber that matches the radiant rays of the morning sun. Some say his senses are that of a dog's because of his amazing tracking skills that he uses daily, mostly for hunting. When he was welcomed into the clan, they wanted him to have a normal clan name, but he refused and asked to keep his old name. He his as loyal as any cat, but now and then he likes to take a few steps beyond the lines. Rp'd by Spottefire54
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*Beatingkit(drums)
Most cats tilt their heads when they here Beatingdrums's name. Thinking "What are drums?" Don't be afraid to ask him, he'll tell you the whole story. He was born to a calico kitty-pet named Coco. The twolegs gave him to their teen son named Josh. Josh had a talent of playing the drums. When Beatingdrums first heard the drums he couldn't walk away intill it was over. Over the one moon, they had a strong friendship. There was even other twolegs his age, came over bringing things called bass, guitar, and keyboard. Beatingdrums sat on Josh's lap when he played. Two more moons past, and it was a regular day. Cloudless sky, sun shinning. He sat on the window sill waiting for Josh to get home. Three hours past, and Beatingdrums knew somthing was wrong. Josh was supposed to be home already. Walking into the kitchen he saw Josh's twoleg parents talking to a strange twolegs. It wore a long large black sheet. Tears ran down the female twolegs. It hit him with a hard force. "Was...was Josh dead?" After a week the twolegs were gone. They forgotten him, left him, abandoned him. Finally he left the house starving. Other cats told him about how there were cats that lived in the forest. Almost given up hope he stumbled onto Nightclan. Thats where he'd end his story. Even after grief of Josh he still smiled and laughed. Nightclan helped over some his grief.You can tell he still remembers those drums. RPed by Whisperingvoices
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Neonkit{essence}- Is she a beauty, or is she a beast? No one ever seems to know the answer to that question. Neonessence is a little of both worlds, one could say. She isn't a pain to look at, no. Her eyes are just slightly darker than the golden rays that dance in a sunlit grove. Her fur is a creamy tint, although, starting as a frame around her eyes and working up to her forehead and back to the nape of her neck, a brown patch with golden undertones lays. A similar patch lines her tail tip. This she-cat's stomach is a little lighter than the rest of her cream fur, sparking an ivory patch. Her nose is the color of a newly sprouted lily, a pale pink. Her eyes are at the slightest of tilts, and at the outer corner of each, two small scratches lay. There are only two issues with her appearance that wouldn't make her one of the prettiest cats you know. One of those is that she isn't the thinnest cat. Although her back legs are strong, tall, and hoist her up a little higher than most cats, her stomach has a little bit of... kit weight she hasn't had the ability to lose. Her shoulders, too, seem to echo that she isn't the thinnest, as they are broad set. The other flaw in her appearance is that her one ear was born with a thick slash through it. Other than that, she is a beauty. So what would make her a beast? Other than the sheer massive body she has, it’s her temper. Neonessence is a quick to snap. She is defiantly what one would call hot-headed, to put it nicely. She has a harsh tongue, and the ability to make any threats of hers, normally to give a cat another 'beauty mark', or claw mark, into eager promises. She's easily agitated, and if you get her going, you can easily see why some do refer to her as a beast. She's not a happy-go-lucky cat, not at all, and, to be truthful, she is normally sickened by those who can maintain that disgusting 'All-good all-the-time' mottos. When she's not annoyed, though, she can be what some call 'nice'. Personally she doesn't see it. She also doesn't see why she can get cats to laugh at her word choice even when she is dead serious. In her better moods, she's either very social, or sitting off alone.She's one of those cats that doesn't have a distinct pattern like that. She has a high stage presence though, and her nerves are often times eliminated completely when she has to do group speaking. She is very witty, and will always tell you the truth, or her version of it. She has a remark for everything, and is never outspoken, always very loud.. Neonessence is a pretty clumsy cat, until she gets into a claw fight, and always hurts herself. /Always/ She was born to a loner, named Tammy, who died shortly after kitting. She and her siblings, Pheonixhaven, Peachpounce and Casperlily were left in the cold of winter, basically to die. But, to their luck, they were found by a NightClan warrrior. Now, she and her sisters live 'happily' as clan cats. Neonessence is one of the cats that wonder though, and often times she wonders about her mother, or if the cat hadn't found them. Oh, and speaking of mothers, she's decided she would be a horrid one. Rped by Neonessence
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Snowkit (droplets)- Icy cold perfection, some would call her. But that's only because no one takes the time to learn she's much less-and more- than that. Yes, her outside is shocking, brilliant white pelt, shot through with one streak of softest silver on her spine. Piercing green eyes, with tiny zigzags of silver through those too. But those are so tiny that you have to be nose to nose with her to see them. Small, lithe build, rounded ears, tiny pink nose, long fluffy tail, those she takes pride in. But her odd pelt and eyes she despises. She often wishes she was prettier, like her sisters, with a black pelt and blue eyes, not realizing that she is already considered stunning. Her personality remains a mystery to many, because though is extremely bright and intelligent, she doesn't speak to cats much, unless they are very close to her. When she does speak, it's in a calm and controlled voice, level and soothing. She doesn't allow emotion in her voice, but lets her actions speak for themself. She is very secluded, and you often have to keep the conversation going, because a lot of the time she'll let it drop. But she has an amazing memory and knows almost every herb. She took a very big interest in healing at a young age, due to her parents tragic deaths. Her mom went insane and killed her father and herself after Snowkit had joined Nightclan. Her two surviving sisters, in the litter below her, don't know she exists. They both live in Springclan. Acaciafrost shared the same interest in healing as Snowdroplets, but was denied the Medicine Cat Apprentice when she was just a kit. Since then, she has fallen in love with a tom that is deaf, but Snowdroplets approves of him. She is protective of her sisters, and they never know just when she's watching them. She's very brave to those who know her, often taking stupid dares and leading a group of explorers. She's easy to talk to and easy to love if you get close to her, and then you'll realize that behind the frosty appearance is a warm flame. Rp'd by Phoenix
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Peachkit(pounce) - A cute, petite she-cat with honey-brown fur and bright, sparkling blue eyes.
Most kits have a mother and a father, right? Well, Peachpounce doesn't. She only has three siblings. Many a time, she has been told the story of how her mother died whilst giving birth to her and her brothers and sisters. But this young cat has to keep her chin up, what else could she do? She's a happy-go-lucky she-cat who keeps her emotions hidden mostly when hanging around with her friends. The only mother-like figure in her life is Saffronsong, a warrior who cannot have kits herself. She looks up to her, and aspires to be like her. Around Saffronsong, Peachpounce can be herself. They have a strong bond. However useless she may look at a glance, with her stumpily-build body, she is actually very agile, with sharp, fast reflexes. One day, she will be a loyal NightClan warrior. Until then, she will wait. RPed by Peach.Blossom
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Duskkit(pelt) - The color of dusk soaks her pelt. Orange lays on top and slowly deepens to a rusty read which finally ends at her paws as black. That is how she got her name. Duskpelt wears a pair of leafy green eyes to further enhance her prominent beauty, yet not make it overpowering. She may look familar to those who have been in the clan for a while. Study her close enough and you will see an old NightClan warrior standing before you. The way her ears slant, the curve of her lips, the shape of her muzzle, the vibrant colors of her pelt, they way her whiskers all curl more than they should; they all are features that belong to Cherryblaze, who had left the clan because her former loner life was calling so loudly for her, she could not resist it. Now, her daughter has taken her place. At first you may not recognize her, for she has inhereted her father's emerald eyes, but the moment she smiles you see it. You see the carefree young she-cat who always had something good to say about the day. Duskpelt is no different in personality than she is in appearance. There is not one evil bone in her body and she can hardly even give a nasty look let alone say something to hurt someone's feelings. You'd never realize this when she fights though. It's like she was born to kill because every part of her body moves just the way it should to produce a lethal attack. Physically, hunting is all to easy for her. Emotionally, she finds it difficult. Her kind heart prevents her from killing a harmless animal without cause. Every time she hesitates, she has to remind herself that it is for her clan, that if she doesn't kill, her clan suffers. Duskpelt dreams of finding a tom to love and be loved by, one that would be willing to fight for her because she doesn't fall easily. One quality that can be traced back as far as her first ancestors, can be found in the delicate little she-cat. What would that be? Extreme stubborness. Rped by Cicleywhisker
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Featherkit - A quiet, laid-back she-cat with a dark brown pelt and bright yellow eyes. She is quiet, and prefers to keep to herself rather than to be around other cats all of the time. Nevertheless, she has a kind heart, and once you become her friend, she opens up a bit. She is strongly built, as a clan cat ought to be, and loves star gazing. She can often be found out in the clearing late at night just to look at the sky. She fears abandonment, and therefore is especially loyal to Nightclan. Rped by Silver.*.Angel
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Corpsekit ( wing ) - Death. This she-cat has seen too much of that. Even from a very young age, she watched her mother and father die in the paws of a rouge named Orion. Scarlet. She can never forget that colour. The grass blades were painted with it. She felt alone, so alone. She had her sisters though. They endured everything she had gone through. They became one, fending on their own in the harsh forest. Coldkit and Casketkit were her foundation. Her sisters till the end. The made a vow that day... To never leave each other, even though all they have ever know was death, and pain. Her pelt, is a soft ivory colour that is as soft as a kitten's. Corpsewing is still haunted by these memories, but hopes to conquer them, with the help of her sisters who also wish to leave the past be. Will she ever be free? From those scarlet blades of grass and deathly voices that whisper is her ears? Her forest green eyes show nothing but the hardest determination and hope. She watches the crystalline stars above, wondering if her parents are watching her and her siblings. She desperately hopes so... Rped by .:FantasyRose:.
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Casketkit ( rose ) - Seeing your parents slaughtered in front of your eyes isn't an easy thing to watch. That's why she hid behind her sister, Corpsekit. She heard the screams, her mother telling them to run, and the heavy thud as their bodies hit the forest floor. Her parents were dead. She couldn't run to anything now. What could she do? She hid in her ' casket ', trying to block out everything that happened, but how could she ignore the cries and pleas? Forgetfulness is not so easy when you have seen something as painful as this. Her and her siblings, Corpskit, and Coldkit hadn't even known why the rouge Orion did this. Did her parents do something to anger him? She remembers the blood, after she opened her eyes to find that they were standing in a pool of blood that stained her pure white pelt. Her amber eyes locked with fear and tears. She cried so long, with her sisters weeping with her. Casketrose hardly ever speaks anymore, except with her siblings. She barely eats, only when her stomach nags her to. Is this what she has to look forward to for the rest of her life? Haunted memories? Rped by .:FantasyRose:.
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Coldkit ( angel ) - The oldest, the one that's supposed to be brave and strong for the rest. Having to deal with a problem at such a young age tore her apart. Her sisters, Casketkit and Corpsekit, looking up at her for answers and help, answers she didn't have to offer. She tried to fend for food and security, but the pressure built its way up until she couldn't take it anymore. That's when she decided to take her and her sisters to Nightclan. A glimmer of hope sparked into her heart, making her wonder if this is what they needed to live their life normally, though she knows her life will be anything but. She has a pure white pelt, much like her sisters, and pale blue crystalline eyes that shine. She, out of her sisters has the hope and faith, that maybe things can be different. They can start over. Will this kind of dreaming succed? Rped by .:FantasyRose:.
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Shadowkit (fern)- A shadow flickers in your eyes, as, your eyes meet blue ones. That’s Shadowkit. She can be shy sometimes but she will come up to you. She has a glossy pelt that most stare at as she talks, smiling sweetly the whole time. Her eyes glimmer as she speaks about having fun in the nursery. But he mood shifts and a steely glint appears in her eyes and a hard edge to her voice is added as she starts to speak about her past, VenomClan killed her littermates. Most feel sorry for her until she perks up again. Most understand that she is a truly sweet cat and that she would gladly give her life for NightClan and will try to help defend it until she goes to StarClan. RPed by Bluestar757
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Icekit (heart) - A small and playful kit loves to run around and talk alot she never gets alot of sleep and wakes everyone up. She is a black she-cat with ice blue eyes that shine in the moon light and her tail is shorter then others and her ear-tips are round. She is very nice to everyone but she can get mean and snap at anyone thats talks to her. She has long claws and sharp teeth, she likes to play with everyone and lison to stores thats the queens tell her but she dislikes having to be told what to do and to clam down.
RPed by: Levudazed

Littlekit- Littlekit is a she-cat. She is dark brown with deep yellow eyes. She is faithful and would do anything for her clan, although she’d do anything to have fun too. She is kind, but lazy. She was born in NightClan to a normal queen and warrior for all she knows. She has no extrodinary destiny but her own: serve the clan, then have as much fun as you can. She is okay at hunting and fighting. She likes: voles, honey, having fun, and hanging around at night time. She dislikes: water, herbs, disloyal cats and long battles. She is a young kit who hopes to be a great warrior one day. Rped by Kibbbythekat
- Frostkit - A white furred tom cat that has bright blue eyes. He is usually nice, but if you mess with him or his clan, he won't hesitate to turn you into crow-food. He also prefers to be roaming outside than to lay around all day, but occasionally he will sleep in. Froskit is slow due to his short legs, but makes up for it by being strong. He is often optimistic and likes to cheer people up. He can get side tracked easily, and has a short attention span. Rped by NoneLJ
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Coonkit;; Locked up. Forbidden. Blocked. Coonkit is a secretive and mysterious she-cat with long, fluffy light brown fur. She has glimmering blue-green eyes that always express imense emotion. She's overly emotional and dramatic. She's careful, concerned and easily scared. Her parents had a horrible relationship which ended in fights and death. She has a hard time trusting others. Cries herself to sleep. She has taught herself several skills like crying silently, or storing up all of her pain inside. She never reveals her true thoughts and is therefor considered a liar. No one knows her. She doesn't want connection to anyone again. She's not proud of who she is, and thinks of herself as worthless. Unsure and cautious, Coonkit refuses that true love exsists. Has a strong bond to StarClan, and feels that her life would be better if she just joined now. Her heart is locked up tight. No one will ever reach it.
Played by em1234.
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Crookedkit(mind)- A never ending fog streams through the mind of this young tom, consuming his rational thoughts. His sanity seems to fade away with each passing moon. Confusion is what addles his brain the most. It's rare that he gets distressed or violent, but how does this happen to someone so young? A simple head injury caused by falling out of a tree. He's never been the same since, it damaged his mind changed him into a completely different cat to the sweet tom he once was. Although his mind is not completely gone. Half the time he is as normal as any cat, just not the same as he once was, but when his eyes glaze over it's a sure sign that he's drifted off into madness again. His appearance hasn't gone unaffected either. He never grooms his coat so it's dull, ragged and dirty. The lengths of his mottled gray tabby pelt are ruined by its mattered appearance. He would be a truly handsome tom if he took care of himself. His eyes which are often riddled with insanity are a beautiful leaf green. The shell of his former gentle gaze which were always full of kindness. It's an unfortunate story started by the curiosity of a kit wanting to explore the forest, but it ended it disaster. Let him be a cautionary tale. Rped by Mousely
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Nightkit(storm) - Nightstorm is a black tom with light gren eyes. Nightstorm has broad shouldrs and he is well muscled. His strength aids him in battle and his swiftness helps him to hunt well. He is hot headed and has a tendency to speak without thinking. He has a short temper and is not afraid to show it. Despite this he is loyal and only wants to serve Nightclan. He is only patient with his littermates and the rest of his family. He does not like intruders and shows them no mercy if he spots them on Nightclan territory. He would be a loyal mate if he had one and he would like kits someday. rped by Lillybrook
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Artistickit (virtuoso)- Music dances throughout her head like a beating drum with every small pawstep she takes. Her pale light brown tabby pelt looks like ripples over a field of wheat and her light, wispy light blue colored eyes seem like the sky above. She seems as if she had stepped through snow and had come out with her paws stained white and it had fallen upon a small patched on her chest, as well. She's rather quiet, and her mind is often raked by sudden outbursts of melodies that spark from the littlest noise, like the dribble of water or the whisper of the wind. Timid, meek, and shy, yet she can overpower all of it with her creative imagination. No one has the slightest clue on why she was called Artisticvirtuoso, but they don't know the half of her personality. With her, it's as if you're talking to a brick wall as she is often drifting away in another one of her rhythms that sweep through her mind like a warm breeze. Happy-go-lucky in her own way, she doesn't really care about the future - or even the past. All that matters is herself and her music, though she can make some room for friends. She can talk up a storm once you actually try speaking to her, and whenever someone feels down she always encourages them with one simple quote: "Live your life as if it were a never-ending song with a few shattered notes in between." Battling certaintly isn't something she's the best at, but set her in a forest alone, she can hunt the day away. A kind and misunderstood character, but just with a shy outer shell that would need some cracking through before you could meet the true cat within. Rp'd by Spottedfire54
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Hailkit(fall) - A pale grey tom with white paws and mesmerizing silver-blue eyes. Confident and playful, Hailkit is outspoken and his heart is open for all too read. He is friendly and completely loyal, if not just a bit shallow. His bold demeanour causes him to sometimes act recklessly before thinking, but knows when to stop. Practically an adrenaline junkie, Hailkit loves fighting, and for him, the fun of hunting is usually in the chase. He believes that trust must be gained, and therefore loves ordeals in which he can prove himself and never backs down to a challenge. Despite the plain, classic life he has led so far in Dayclan, he's the opposite of soft or spoiled and hates to be thought of like that. Rp'd by Marionetteღ
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Memorykit(fade) ~ Silent as the dark side of the moon this dark black tom, fades from your sight, he is the night time darkness. He makes your stomach flip as his flaming amber gaze, scorches your pelt. As a kit, he is(was) teased.... He hated feeling like that so, he dropped his feelings, he stares at everything with blankness, as though he had already seen the whole world. He keeps to himself, though as quiet and gentle as he gets, you may as well watch out for his thorn sharp claws, because if you annoy him, be might give you a rough blood gushing nose to care for, but most of the time, he holds back his anger, but still look out. Rped by: Twila12
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Greykit ( rose ) - A pretty ashen grey she-cat with unusual blood red eyes. Born from Mothveil and Tormentedmind, this she-cat always knows exactly what she wants. She is very rambunctious, always looking for a new adventure to place her paws in. Sometimes, she has a habit of getting herself into trouble, but batting her crimson eyes usually get her out just as fast. She is very affectionate towards her parents and siblings, and would make a good mother someday. Greyrose can have a slight temper, but who doesn't? She has a secret... She doesn't believe in Starclan. Dead cats who live in the sky? All myth, fiction, fantasy. Greyrose looks for cold-hearted evidence and facts. Does that make her a bad cat? No, she has a heart made of pure gold. Rped by .:FantasyRose:.

Cloudkit ( whisper ) - A pure-white tom, his pelt exactly like his mother Mothveil. Cloudwhisper has two pale blue eyes, that are blind to the world. Unlike his other siblings, he is quiet, shy. He tends to stick to the shadows more. He hates it when cats pity him for his blindness. He's a strong cat who doesn't need anyone's sympathy. Cloudwhisper has the most faith, trusting in Starclan to guide his paws into the unknown. He hardly speaks, unless spoken to or when needed. He wonders if any she-cat would ever want to have him as a mate. Helpless? He's far from it. Cloudwhisper has very exquisite senses, such as sharp ears and acute smell, making him an excellent hunter. Rped by .:FantasyRose:.

[Elders]

Wolfblaze~ A large black, grey, and white patched tom with empty and emotionless grey eyes. He has large paws that make the killing of prey easy for him, and a long whiplike tail. Never likes to stoop down to lower cats levels, and at times can seem like a snob. His mother is the beautiful Eternalsnow of MoonClan, and his father's name was Shatteredpardon, also of MoonClan. His father abandoned him as a kit to live alone, and threw him out of the Clan, and so he lived with his brother, always wondering about his mother and hoping that she was still alive. He found her finally, in the depths of MoonClan territory, alone and friendless, betrayed by the one whom she had loved and given her heart to. Wolfstar murdered his father, and took his mother back to the Clan with him, but she refused to join, saying that as long as she was alive, she wouldn't join another Clan, but according to Wolfstar, she is growing close to joining the Clan, because she is getting old and is starting to long for company and friends. Wolfstar is rather clumsy at times, but nevertheless, he is a good fighter, and uses his claws and teeth to mark his enemies well in battle. Extremely loyal to those who are of his Clan, and never judges without hearing both sides of any complaint. His heart, captured by the beautiful Cardinalsong, has been broken and shattered into many pieces at times, but has always been put together again by his redfurred mate. He never lets others talk to him as if he is a mere kit, and hates being called a loner, as he was one many moons ago, along with his brother, Cobrafang. The former leader of NightClan. RPed by Secretkit.

♠EarthClan Members♠

jazz♥ — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 15:41:21 CST

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No more than 7 cats per member, except the leader and deputy can have up to 10
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Welcome to the EarthClan

LEADER

Glarestar

Rp'ed By Raspberrycrisp

Mate: Smokeflight

Apprentice: Runningpaw

Miraclepaw, Spottedpaw, Ravenkit, Frozenkit, Moonkit, Heatkit, Foxkit, Goldenkit, Endlesskit

Glarestar
The clash of mind and body, the struggle between life and death. Forever fighting, a fruitless stalemate. Glarestar can sometimes feel the crackle of energy around her, her body fighting against her will. Never allowing her body to get the best of her she sinks slowly into her deepest thoughts, shared only sometimes with her beloved mate, Smokeflight. She allows her mind to take over, training in battle seems to come as easily as breathing and running is almost like falling asleep. She has come to realize that this is the point all cats must reach to achieve their potential and fully understand the meaning of the word 'life'. Glarestar is told by some cats that she has a very demanding and sierras demeanor about her that chills small kits to the bone. Other cats have mentioned about the kindness and loyalty Glarestar shows to her beloved clan, EarthClan. It all depends on her mood. Towards her clan, she would never raise a claw and listens diplomatically to everything they have to say. The voice of her clan is the only sound you will ever hear her utter in front of the cats she cherishes most. Being the leader has been rough and felt like a jagged rock in her spine at times but pulling through to be better than before is always her goal. She has priorites that need to get done every day and she can do them with her eyes closed. She makes it one of her jobs to talk with her clanmates every day. Spending time with the elders is one if her hobbies and playing with her kits is a daily activity she never skips. Glarestar has another side, her 'other clan' side as she likes to call it. Heading into battle or debating with another clan, a steely calm face sets into her features and her voice becomes harsh, speaking only the truth no matter how terrible that truth can sometimes be. She does not spare the feelings of her enemies and for good measure, not wanting to be caught off guard as that nice leader. Her aspect on life seems to decelerate and accelerate at sparratic moments but that is all part of what makes her unique. She has a gentle ginger and black pelt, always groomed down unless she is going or in battle, then her pelt is not only fluffed but matted and missing small tufts. She has a long slender tail and blazing green eyes. They can flash at times with ferocity and justice and sometimes they sway in the moonlight with a look of joy or happiness. Her clan means the world to her and would die to save the frailest elder or the kit that still has not opened it's eyes. She is dedicated to making her clan a better place for the cats she cherish's and feels, once she achieves this, the duty to her clan has been served and the only thing to blow past would be the billowing sails of her ever stubborn will to live.
RP'd by Raspberrycrisp
Lives- 9/9
Kits- Miraclepaw, Spottedpaw [Jet's Litter] Endlesskit, Frozenkit, Moonkit, Heatkit, Foxkit, Ravenkit and Goldenkit [Smokeflight's Litter]
Mate- Jet[Deceased], Smokeflight[Current]
Apprentice- Runningpaw

DEPUTY

Morningstream

Rp'ed by Silver.*.Angel

Mate: None

Apprentice: None

Kits: None

Morningstream
A stunning long-haired golden colored she-cat with deep amber eyes. Morningstream is bigger built, and a true warrior. She is strong, brave, and would give her life for Earthclan. She is responsible, and loves to take charge. The first time she was assigned to lead a patrol, she realized that she was intrigued by the leadership of the position. Nevertheless, she sometimes worries about making a wrong move or doing something that would hurt the clan. She lives to pursue her dreams, and even when she has spare time, she will be out on the coldest day to patrol borders or collect some extra prey for the clan. Morningstream always has a positive attitude, and is always looking to help others have a similar attitude. Many trust her, and she doesn't take that for granted. She is loyal, and would never betray her clan. She sticks to her promises, and upon promotion to warrior, when vowing to protect her clan at the cost of her life, she meant it. Morningstream is Strategostar's best friend, too.
Rped by silver.*.angel.

CO-DEPUTY

Brooksnap

Rp'ed by jazz♥

Mate: None

Apprentice: None

Kits: None

Brooksnap
A collected she-cat with eyes the color of a newly grown blade of grass. Her fur is a charred blue grey, short. Her legs are long, muscular, and her body is thin. Brooksnap is the kind of cat who is very pretty on the outside. Her motions are always persise, and her smile shines with the stars. But the one thing wrong with the pretty kitty? She hardly ever shows any emotion on her face, other than the occasional smile. She never shows any signs of life even in her barren expression. Even when she smiles, if you look in her eyes, you would only see a cloud. Does that mean she can’t feel at all? No. Brooksnap was just trained to think that showing emotion was showing weakness, and if you showed weakness, you were inviting death. The she cat, who was very young at the age where her father taught her that lesson, didn’t want to die, nor would anyone else her age. So she simply stopped showing anything. It was hard for her, as she had once been such a happy she-cat with so much potential, to just stop. Stop making her emotions evident. But, she soon mastered it, with a little practice. Around that age, she found EarthClan. She had stumbled around the territory, and a little ways away from the border, she was attacked by a rouge. For a split second, horror filled her expression, before she reined it in. She thought that day she was going to die. She had fought her hardest in that fight, but she was no match. An EarthClan warrior, Silkdream, found her just clinging to life. Silkdream couldn’t help but feel bad for the cat, and took her under her wing. Since she’s joined the clan, she’s been a little bit of an outcast. She’s always been afraid to grow attatched to anyone, and that shows in her popularity status.. If you can get to the point where Brooksnap trusts you though, no matter if it takes you years, she may open up to you, show you some emotion, but I wouldn’t count on it.
Rped by JAZZ♥

MEDICINE CAT

Harewhisker

Rp'ed by AloeFera

Most would think a tom, especially a medicine cat, with such a name would be sensible and reliable, if not a little skittish. Harewhisker rarely displays any of these things. Unlike most of his position, Harewhisker trained as an apprentice to receive his warrior name, a task which he accomplished with little problem. It was only as an adult that the warrior was called for a lesser received position, that of one who heals instead of injures. Harewhisker boasts a handsome, ruddy coat- a cinnamon color with black points- and a long, feathery tail. He is mistrustful and has difficulties staying out of the battles that his previously fellow warriors fight but, when he is caring for the injured, be it his clan or not, his coarse nature evaporates away like the blood he once split in the sun. Harewhisker can be demanding and rude but his memory for herbs and the connection he shares with StarClan, one that goes back to before he was chosen, serve him well in the position that calls for him to guide his leader and clan through whatever difficulties they may face.

MC's APPRENTICE

Leafpaw

Rp'ed by Emoxify

She gets her name from her eyes. Their unusual bright, vibrant, leafy green colour is the first thing you will notice when you encounter this stunning, remarkable she-cat. Their depths easily show the great knowledge and abilities she holds within her soft white paws. Her brain is constantly on alert, thinking and working hard to figure out the most unsolvable problem, to uncover the mysterious of this ominous and powerful world. When you speak with her, her eyes are looking towards you, but not at you. They're focusing on something, something else. Some say she's got her heads in the clouds, but she'll prove them wrong. This gorgeous, multi-coloured cat with soft, speckled, white tabby markings fights for what she believes is right, what is wrong, and won't let anyone change her mind. Leafsong's her own person. Even with pressure, she will never become someone she's not. She knows the ways and how the world works. Gentle, sweet and outgoing, there doesn't seem to be a downside to her. However, tell her what to do? How to do it? Tease her? She'll make sure you will walk away wishing you'd never said that. Not with her claws, but with her mesmerizing words. On the outside, she’s brave and tough; she won’t let anyone put her down. But on the inside, she’s soft and sensitive. These two different sides both show when she’s treating a cat. Her relaxing, sympathetic words ease the patient no matter how big or small the injury or sickness, while her tough, brave side encourage her on, to not give up.

Warriors

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Stormhowl~

A silver-gray tom with wise blue eyes and white on his paws and tail tip. He is very smart and strong. He loves to learn and hunt. He is lean and never eats very much because when he was young, he had to deal with no food for several days. He never complains and is very loyal. He was wise when he was young also. He had to take care of his two younger brothers, Thunder and Death, when he was a rouge. He convinced his remaining family members to come to EarthClan with him to be saved by their mad father. He is very friendly, even though he had a horrible childhood.

RPed by: Ghostwhisper103

Thundercall~
A jet black tom with white paws and tail tip. He loves exploring and hunting. He is very quiet, but during battles, he is as loud as a thunderstorm. He cares about his clan members and family and will do anything for them. He had a tragic birth. When Thunder was born, his mother died and his father went crazy and tried to kill him and his brothers, Death and Storm. Death wanted to stay rouges, but Storm insisted on joining a clan for safety from their father. When they came to EarthClan, Thunder was given the name Thunderkit because he was so young.

RPed by: Ghostwhisper103

Falcondust-
Golden-brown ruffled fur, creamy light orange under belly an paw tips. If you see this discription in a cat with hazel eyes, you know you've seen Falcondust. Named for his fluffy, falcon-like coat, This cat will stop at nothing to lend a hand. Some may say he's a bit kit like and annoying, but the shecats find it adorable. One of his favorite things, in fact, is collecting herbs to surprize the medicine cat, although, it's not much of a surprize since he does it daily. He is not only friendly to his clan, he has always had an intrest in rouges. Saying as he has a lover boy nature, he would love kits.

roleplayed by foxsnair

Smokeflight

Smokeflight is a massive gray tom with amber eyes. He has a very strong love for Glarestar his mate. He is a champion fighter and will kill to protect if he has to. His past is horrific and amazing. He was bron the runt of the litter but then by apprentice age he was warrior sized but dumped outside of the camp... Because he was not wanted so PondClan dumpedd him out and he found EarthClan they took him in as Smokepaw and later named him Smokeflight. He is loved by many and has kits that he will protect at all costs. He finally found the she-cat he was always looking for on a walk with Glarestar the EarthClan leader. He has claws like talons and is not afraid to show you them up close. In a battle you are hit by a /MASSIVE/ ball of flying gray fur... then it's over you give up the fight but the tom lets you go but i tell you he is not a weak fighter!
Rped by ravenbound577

Falconstripe

A black tom with a white belly. He has one white paw he has Yellow eyes. He is a great hunter and a better fighter. He thinks fast and he is a bad opponent to have for you ill get hurt in seconds. He loves songwaves and sees past her two colored eyes. He was delighted to hear they were going to have kits together. He used to be a violent and fierce tom. He had a bad temper and snapped at everyone. Songwaves changed him from inside out. He is still that great fighter and hunter he once was just now he isnt mean and has a good temper though dont get him to mad . He is a bulky muscular tom with sharp teeth and claws.
Rped by Jaypaw

Hawktail
A dark brown tom with a white stripe along his back and up his tail. He is the brother of falconstripe. He is a good hunter and a great strong fighter. He is sneaky and if a big flirt. He would like a mate . He is fast on his paws he is big and bulky. He has pericing yellow eyes . He can win about, any she-cat over with his loving gaze. It seems to melt their hearts from inside out. He is close to his brother and was jealous when he got a mate first but, once he settles down gets a mate and kits he will change.
Rped by Jaypaw

Ancientrune

Things of old are coveted among those who appreciate it. Ancientrune is one of those cats. His fur is brown with white swirls covering his body. And with silver eyes he looks like that of a mystical cat. Though he prefers to not be looked at funny. He wishes he didn't look so strange. But his eyes he does like. Ancientrune is an intelligent cat who is never to be doubted. Perhaps there is something about him that just knows things, but either way he's a very smart cat. There is certain talents he has that a lot of cats don't have all at once. Usually he perform most any task with flying colors. He loves to be a mentor and train cats. But there isn't many apprentices who like him because he can be very strict. He strives to be a leader but it's not his main ambition.

Rped by Paranormalseduction

Thistlewhisker
A dark brown tom with a dappled coat. He has dark piercing yellow eyes. He has sharp claws and a sharp tongue to match. Sometimes he scares others off with his outward attitude but he doesn't care. He tries to be just and is very loyal to his clan. He may be a little too quick to fight sometimes, though. Kits and other young cats are usually scared of him.
RP'd By Aurorabeam

Wolfshadow
A tall and lean dark gray tom with white and black tabby markings and blue eyes. Wolfshadow used to be a loner and always wanted to join the Clans. He is a loyal warrior and energetic, but he is serious in battle. Wolfshadow is an extremely mature and calm individual, a state that is slightly at odds with his somewhat punk-like and arrogant appearance. He usually takes responsibility and tends to avoid violence when possible. If you see him and his brother Greystrom fighting, that's normal.
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Greystorm
Greystorm is a grey tom with white markings and grey eyes. He has a laid-back personality, but he will often get serious when the time calls for it. He and Wolfshadow have a friendly rivalry, and while they can often be seen fighting one another verbally or physically, they are actually concerned about each other. Greystorm was quite obstinate and reckless when he was younger. Over time, he has attained a more cautious attitude towards life, and deals with problems carefully. He is really concerned about his comrades and is truly loyal towards the clan. Greystorm is rather oblivious when it comes to others feelings.
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Finchfeather-

Reddish-brown and thin-shouldered, Finchfeather is about as strong as she appears. She isn't the prettiest cat and her appearance is marred by a thin scar along her jaw line. She often lets her claws speak for her and gets into fights she can't win but her strong heart and skill at tracking make up for where she lacks. She has a lying compulsion that she hates and when her eyes flick to the side, it means her story is less than truthful.

Rped by AloeFera

RoseNeedle -

A light brown with a peach belly she-cat with yellow/gold eyes and ears looking like a lynx. She is brave and would do anything the Leader ask her in no time. At night she stay up at the sky thinking about her brother, but this doesnt mean she can stop her duty as Warrior more important. she once lived with somes cats forming a group like a real Clan but without deputy,leader and elders.Her ears maybe look like a lynx but she can also sound like one when she yowl an alert or roar in a fight if the Clan his in big danger.Watch her claws,teeths and strikes it can cost you a death or a live if youre lucky,just dont try her too much she is not the type to stay with and fight her.

RPed by kiki78

Weaselmind -

A unusual she cat with a raccoon designed pelt and icy blue eyes. Despite her strange fur, she is filled with brightness and talent of spying and escaping just like a real raccoon always do. The only thing she is remarkably having in uncommon from any cats is her sociality and good sense of negotiation. Don’t still let your guard down through your path, she could really make you felt like she is a true raccoon, but her size don’t show it after all, so any cats better just be cautious about who or what they are taking on. her family died but only her brother Silverchaos and her little sister Duskkit survived in her frightful past, but Weaselmind always knows that erasing the past causes better actions towards the future time.

Rped by Kiki789

Pumpkinseed-

Considering her name, she has a deep orange pelt to match her frustated side wich she get in it in no time. She is very sweet and caring but got no patient in the mad way or just in the excitement side.Always concerned about others in the clan,Pumpinkit would do anything for them, with any reasons that she approves. She has forest green eyes that glow in the sun or moon. Don't let her pretty eyes fool you, by her little eyelash when she blink them.Pumpkinkit brother is Steelkit who decided to go for Fallclan instead of following her to Earthclan.Just like her brother,Watermoon is theirs mother but she quited on living with the loners group she was in,to live here for good.Her favorite game that got invented by Bumble,a loner she cat apprentice,its called the Soul game.It represent a bit the tag game but with others kind of rules that Pumpkinkit could explain and even her brother Steelkit love that game.

Rped by kiki789

Clearsky
Covered in a white coat of fur. A strong and loyal she-cat.Has a heart for protecting cats in danger.She runs away before he or she could see her true self. She keeps to herself half the day and loves to sit in the warm wet rain. She
may seem shy but she actually has a delightful,happy heart...but doesn't like to show it. She hates it when other cats ask about her past because she either breaks into tears (which shows her soft side which she hates) or walks away. She allways looks up at the sky every night hoping that someday she will find her family or they find her. She waits...and waits...and waits. She fell in love to be happy but was rejected .Never became a warrior (yet) loves to help out the sick cats (but whishes to be a warrior not a medicen cat.) Walks soundlessly across the floor ,like a ghost roaming the boarder of the clan. She will never unravel her true secrets. This cat will always be the sun that never lights up. Truely she is a box filled with secrets that will never be told.

Rped by Clearpaw

Soaringfalcon:

Light brown she cat with golden eyes. Enemies of Earthclan, beware! You are fighting against one of the best fighters out there. Soaringfalcon has a knack for fighting, any move, anywhere. She and her sister, Wingedsoul, are closer than you could imagine. When Soaringfalcon was made a warrior before Wingedpaw, they never once fought about it. She supports her sister any way she can, wether by teaching her battle moves or by hunting with her at night. She is also loyal to her clan, and will do what she believes to be right.

Rped by Silverclaw101

Sapphirebreeze

A stunning blue-grey she-cat with glistening sapphire blue eyes that shine like moonpools. She is very optimistic, always displaying a smile. Cunning, a true charmer. The toms seem to always drool over her. Such a pity considering she has her heart guarded. Only the tom with a key can unlock the doors. She is a very good hunter, who can catch prey easily. Sapphirebreeze is like a drop of water when you are in the middle of a desert. She's... Refreshing. She loves to help queens in the nursery and hopes for kits one day.
Rped by .:FantasyRose:.

Sunfrost

Something with a sandy brown color streaks past you. It could only be Sunfrost. This energetic she-cat is small for her age with a dark tabby helmet and lighter brown underbelly and blue eyes the color of the ocean. She is a friendly she-cat and approaches anyone who seems to need a hand or a shoulder or an ear, giving them her full and devoted attention. She sometimes runs into trouble with this because she tries to do /too/ much and ends up running herself into the ground. Sunfrost is a cheerful and spunky warrior and it will take quite a lot to get her down, however, there is a certain emotional spot that, if hit just right, will shut her up quickly, but few ever really find out what this is. Sunfrost is very light on her paws aided by her almost miniature size and is very swift and agile during battle, choosing to dodge and tire out her enemies rather than fight with brute strength. As quick-footed as she is, her head is suit to match&dash;well at least on the battle field. She is excellent at dodging and, because of her excess energy, has the ability to keep her enemies occupied for a long time. Off the battle field, Sunfrost is as kind as any leader would be, and not just to younger cats. She's always got a cheerful smile for any passing EarthClan warriors.

Rped by. longc55

Fallentears

A soft snow white she-cat with pale grey splotches that are barely visible across her pelt. Her diamond-like blue eyes are a soft ocean blue with silvery tints on the outline. Those eyes draw the attention of all who look upon them, and stun many an older cat, giving her the look of someone more mature. Her stunning beauty is completed with a long, slim tail that hooks up over her back, tipped with a dash of gold/ Despite her beauty, she doesn't show at all. She is a fairly shy young cat, but isn't spineless, and will stand up for what she believes in with all her heart. Fallentears is sneaky and sly, able to keep a secret for the longest time as it may dig deep into her pelt but wouldn't share with a soul. She's also deceitful,using emotions to overwhelm a cat into doing what she wants. But all the same, she does it for her Clan, her only family, seeing how the rest of it's dead. When she was born in earthclan her name was Fallenkit, her twin sister Tearkit for her grey tear-like splotches. It was a standard family, er, sort of. Her father was a earthclan cat, yet she dosen't know who. Nevertheless, life was great. Then things started falling apart. Her mother was killed by a monster and her sister ran away afterwards. She cried for the whole day and the next few weeks sulked around the camp doing nothing. Still, she knows she can't go back, seeing how she had only three short moons with her blood family. Her goal of a lifetime is to have a mate and kits, but she isn't sure what her chances are at all. She has a heart of gold, and wants her place among her Clan.

Rped by longc55

Musicwave

Do you see the white fur? The fur so white it looks like freshly fallen snow .Now this is Musicwave she is the opposite of her sister. She is prettier than her sister. Though is is flawless she is mean. Her eyes a a shining pretty purple which her sister is jealous of. They are twins though they are different. SInce songwave had two different colored eyes Musicwave got more attention she was better then her sister she got more of her parents attention then her sister.She is spoiled because of that. SHe is a fast hunter , quick thinker and a bad opponent they are kind of close but, in battle and hunting they are closer than ever they become one and fight off the feircest biggest enemy or catch the biggest prey in the forest.

RP by: jaypaw

Earthfire
In a flash of smiling eyes, glimmering claws, and shimmering paws, you are in with Earthfire. Her name, as it suggests, means she is calm, content, and normally, very soothing, but when in battle, she is an untamed fury. Her pelt is well-groomed, a blakc tabby, and she has strange brown dots all over her, with white paws and a white tail tip, along with ears. Her eyes, matching the green grass, shimmer with happiness and love.
RP'd By: Evenpool

Snowyfeather
A lithe pure white she-cat with soft blue eyes. She is a soft spoken, shy warrior who has been known to keep to herself. Although she's had many moons to do so, two of them being a warrior, she still doesn't have many friends. She often stares at scenery and enjoys lying in the shade. She isn't one to fight quickly and isn't particularly good at it.
RP'd By Aurorabeam

Redwillow
A rusty red she-cat with black stripes running down her pelt.A flash of dark ginger is on her chest and her eyes a beautiful sunglow yellow. Redwillow's eyes illuminated just like the sun, and she flashing golden paws that stand out during the sunlight.Redwillow is strong when it comes to running and combat, she still hasn't achieved on being a good swimmer yet. She is very frisky, energetic, clever she-cat with kindness runs deep in her heart, yet as brave as a tiger.Her only flaw happens to be that she speaks her mind and like run swiftly around the ever-growing forest.Redwillow would purr at the thought of being a mentor, she knows how to swim from former training as a loner.She might have a mate one day, but that isn't her ultimate goal.
Rped by Mallowshine

Radiantsong
With her golden pelt and light green eyes, Radiantsong is the picture of beauty. Her best skill is fighting, but she is a fine hunter, as well. Her fur tends to catch the light and make it shine with a beautiful glow, and her voice is like that of a bubbling brook. But try not to get decieved by her looks. She will catch you when you least expect it, and she knows how to get what she wants. She can be cheerful, but if you get on her bad side, try to stay away. However, one shouldn't worry about this for /too/ long... she doesn't hold a grudge unless the conditions are serious.
Rped by jhamster37

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Runningpaw(troubles)
Run from you troubles. Come to me. Come to me. Run away. Run. Welcome to my world. Welcome...to dark forest. Oh, you troubles are over. As well as your life. Claws gleam in the pale moonlight. Blood scores the faint light of the moon. Watch your life spin away in the river of death. Welcome to my world. Dark forest. Where cats go when they are exiled to eternal darkness. Runningtroubles loves the slimy, bug ridden dirt. The wet, smelly moss. The mist that forever covers dark forest. He knows what he wants. His dark purple pelt with black mist like stripes is scored with the blood of all who he has fought. His vivid, piericing ice blue eyes are hard as livly. Fear him...if you dare. Submit to him. Why is this cat so...so evil? It is not what you may think. He commited suiside at a young age. He lead a famililess life. He takes other cats weaknesses and molds them into a virtual killing machine. Yes, this cat is not a cat you would want to be around. His one freind? Strikepaw, med. Apprintice of dark forest. This cat lives in earthclan, he visits dark forest in his dreams. He knows if it is found out that he will be exiled. Good. Works for him. He doesnt care. Overall, he is loyal to Earthclan. But loyalty never lasts forever, does it?
Mentor: Glarestar
Rped by archerkit

Explosionpaw
Rumors can make or break you. Sadly for Explosionpaw, it destroyed him. The rumors of being half-clan, the rumors of having a father who now walks with the Dark Forest, and the rumors of killing his own mother. Explosionpaw tries to live his life one day at a time, but his past always seems to catch up with him. Deppressed and confused, Explosionpaw keeps his rumors and secrets to himself, they just always seem to slip out of his paws and into the exposed world. He's a mashup of emotions, and the result of a cat who was never trusted and doesn't trust anyone. His fur is a light brown color with darker specks. His icy blue eyes are secretive, yet revealing. He has a white muzzle and underbelly and has a white tipped tail. He dislikes family and friends and doesn't care for much right now. He plans on living his life, and then he'll see where he ends up. Everyone has already guessed that the Dark Forest is awaiting him because he's evil. But the truth is, it's because he doesn't believe in StarClan.

Mentor: TBA
Played by Em1234

Hollowpaw(fire)
As his name states, there is nothing inside this flame-colored tom. No emotions, no care, no life. He has simply given up all hope for happiness. It all started when he witnessed his father kill his mother. He was so young when it happened, he can't even remember why. The only thing he can remember is the terrble scream is mother made that was cut short by the claws of someone he thought he could trust. He wasted no time waiting around before he shoved his grief-striken brother, Sorrowheart, away and urged him to run. Along the way they found their two sisters, Veiledlight and Radiantentity, in the hollow they were told to stay in. Radiantentity slept peacefully while Veiledlight wore the same expression his brother had. Hollowfire knew from that that the poor she-cat had seen what he had. Quickly he woke his slumbering sister and then they all set off, not knowing where they were going, just knowing that they had to get far away. Most don't understand the horror they experienced that day, but the emptiness in Hollowfire's dark eyes tells the whole story. Many moons after the tom is stille plagued by gruesome nightmares and torturous memories he cannot seem to shake. He isn't pleased with having them, but he feels much better knowing that his aren't as bad as Veiledlight's are. While he keeps all his troubles hidden, Veiledlight wakes up in the middle of the night screaming or at times crying. He never goes to comfort her, nor does his other sister. It is only usually Sorrowheart who deals with her. He sometimes grows angry at her for being so weak when he can go on living without showing his feelings. His way to get through it all is to store everything inside and act like he just doesn't care.
Rped by Cicleywhisker

Sorrowpaw(heart)
A dark abyss of depression. Ever since the murder of his mother by his father, that's all he's been. You can see the sadness in the depths of his sweet blue eyes, and it's written all over his face. Seconds, minutes, days, moons pass by and the whole time he wishes he could hear the melodic voice of his beloved mother. He can remember how she used to make him laugh, even when he upset, and the way her comforting smile always blew all his cares away. Then in one quick swing of the paw, she was gone. Sorrowheart swears he could hear the last breath she took... The last beat of her heart. In that moment everything stopped and all he could see was his mother's tattered, limp body lying there and the her blood on the claws of his father. He would have probably stood there for hours if Hollowfire hadn't pushed him to run. At the time he was wondering why they were running, but now he knows. If they would have stayed, their fate would have been the same. There's a big scar across his heart from that day and just as if it were physical, it will never fade away. The same goes for his sister Veiledlight he found out. The horrific dreams she descibes to him send a chill down his spine and the screams the sometimes cracked his peaceful sleep remind him of the one let out by his mother. He is always there to comfort her in those times because even though is eternally in the depths of despair, he still cares. In fact, he has one of the sweetest souls you may ever know. The thing is, he doesn't speak to others much. He just doesn't like to. All hope to find joy in the world is pretty much at an all time low for this ashy gray tom.
Rped by Cicleywhisker

Bumblepaw (flight)
You see a blur of pure gold, rush past your path. That must be Bumbleflight. You might think of him as useless to the clan, or you might think of him as a blessing to the clan. It just depends on what kind of cat you are. What kind of cat is Bumbleflight, you ask? Well, he is very kind, loving, and thoughtful, but he is sadly, blind. Like I had said before, some cats think he is useless to the clan due to his medical condition. Bumbleflight was born in Earthclan, like many, so he doesn't have much of a backstory. He is very fond of the wilderness, and spends most of his time taking walks in the forest. Bumbleflight is a very strong fighter, he can make a cat fall over, dead, if he wanted to, but he chooses not to. Bumbleflight rarely talks, but is that so much a bad thing? He is also very quiet. His passion for being a warrior cannot be beaten. Bumbleflight's fur color is Gold, with Two Black Rings around his tail, and all his legs. Bumbleflight dreams of one day having a mate and kits, but that won't be for a long time now. His loyalty lies with Earthclan, as it always will. But let me say this here and now, don't underestimate his power. He may be blind, quiet, and lonesome, but do not ever underestimate him.
Roleplayed by DeathIndication

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Purplepaw-
Nervous, they told her. Unfit to be seen, to be heard. Purple has never understood why the words shook her to her very core, made her shiver and lose faith in who she was. She is the daughter of a deputy, she should be strong and imposing, but, really, she is none of these things. Purple is an incessant stutterer, a trait she has been losing gradually as she grows older but not fast enough in her mind. She loves stories, ideas, and communicating with others and, if she did it well, she feels it could be her window to the world. She is the most insistent to hear her father's tales of FireClan, his birth-clan and, as a kit, she would boast of being half clan as she thought it made her more interesting. The she-cat is of substantial size, though no where near hulking, and has an unusually thick build for a female. She dreams of being a leader, like her father, though she knows no cat would ever choose one with such a debilitating speech impediment. Purple is not self-confident and does not take criticism well, though being in a small litter made avoiding such attention often impossible. She is thought to be named after her choppy, pitch black pelt, so dark that in the right light it seems purple though her father chose the name before she was born and only he knows the true meaning. She looks exactly like her father, his pelt and green eyes, and, in her eyes, he is the most wonderful cat in the world- she tags after him, watching him carry out duties and responsibilities, as often as she can. She was the first born of a four kit litter but her only brother, who was going to be named Moonkit, died shortly after birth and she is now left with two sisters, Twig- and Fire-, who were named after her mother's, Streampace's, mother and her father's birth clan. Purple is full of dreams, some impossible, most improbable, but she lives every minute of her life with the hope and virtue instilled by a clan she so dearly loves.
Mentor: TBA
Rped by AloeFera

Spottedpaw(rain)-
A young brown tabby she-cat with more energy than three tom warriors combined. She has her mentor going everyday and is always ready for something new. Her amber eyes spark with excitment at any mention of hunting because sue knows she is serving her clan. Spottedpaw's sister Miraclepaw is her best friend in the whole wide world and she would do anything for her sister. Though Miraclepaw and Spottedpaw do not work together often when they do they cherish every moment because at any time during a battle or just daily life anything could happen. Spottedpaw wants to grow up to be one of te clans greatest fighters and be remembered by all her friends as Spottedpaw the imaginative.
Mentor: TBA
Rped by Raspberrycrisp

Alphapaw -
A silver blue she kit with navy blue eyes and daughter of Nightwish and Weedwhisker.Her siblings are Sagekit,Mimickit they moved in Fallclan with her dad and Oakkit stayed in Earthclan with the mother.Alphakit is really sensitive,dislike fighting trought all cost,her heart just feel like things can get fixed by any solutions cats as to offer and probably herself.Sometimes she gets too curious,but overall that she kit knows how to keeps secret in good paws,revealing everything isnt her true type.Miraculously she loves to hang out all the energy she claimed during nighttime and listen to her mother Nightwish lullaby or well performed stories just like elders.
Mentor: Earthprotector
Rped by Moonlight/Heart

Wingedpaw(soul):
Black she cat with green eyes. Whenever you see a shadow in the darkness, you know Wingedpaw is following you. But you are most likely not going to see the shadow in the first place. This she cat has a knack for disappearing and reappearing anywhere. She has wonderful stalking skills and can track anything anywhere, without that thing knowing they are being tracked. She wishes to be the best warrior ever and is fiercely loyal to her clan. She was kept from becoming a warrior at the same time as her sister, Soaringfalcon, but recovered quickly and is back on track. Even though she became a warrior before her, Wingedpaw loves her sister. They have a special bond, since their parents died when they were young.
Mentor: Smokeflight
Rped by ravenbound577

Miraclepaw(song)-
Miraclepaw was destined to be a fighter. When this rough young she-cat was born she almost immediately had a battle for her life against White Cough. Her original birth name was Sunpaw but win she pulled through her disease her mother renamed her Miraclepaw and she knew Miraclepaw was a fighter. She has fluffy gray fur and kind blue eyes always looking to help anyone in need. When she first became an apprentice she thought she would be good at fighting like her mother always told her she would but she started off a poor fighter and a better hunter. Miraclepaw has many things that are good about her deep down and she just has to find them within herself to rise to be the cat she knows she is destined to be.
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RPed by Raspberrycrisp

Crowpaw(shine)
Swift, quick paws.... long sharp claws.... teeth the shape and size of a fox's..... Who is this sweet cat stuck inside a killers body? Crowshine is her name and she is not a furoucious killer if that's what you are thinking. If you go deep into the forest, you won't find her. She will always be hanging around camp unless something comes up. Her fur is coated in a shiny over coat. Her body is mainly black, but, she does have a grey diamond on her neck, a white spur of white fur on her head, and a white diamond on her chest plate.her eyes are a neon green. Crowshine has a little sister named Flickersprite.
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Rped by Foxsnare

Sweetlypaw(deadly)
Stubborn and loyal. Sweet and deadly. Combine them and you get sweetlydeadly. She is the one who toms want and shecats envy. Oh, you think thats amatur? Pity... Bow you head, say goodnight. Pray to starclan, prepare to die. Sweetlydeadly has a dark purple pelt with black stripes like mist and vivid, piericing ice blue eyes, like her twin sister. She too led a famililess life. Where is her mom and twin? Winterclan. This is all you need to know. Sweetlydeadly has a poetic way of talking that lullabies you. She is a killer, down to her last bone. She is not a soft cat, though her frame is small. Death... You never know how, when, or who...
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Rped by archerkit

Pantherpaw(shadow)
Out from the shadows comes a jet black, icy green-eyed she-cat. Her personality is usually bubbly and excited, though she has a tendency to say or do odd, and maybe even disturbing things. She has no problems with killing things, and is skilled at hunting and fighting. Panthershadow has troubles with climbing trees and swimming, and almost never listens to others. She does what she pleases, and nothing else. She was born in the middle of Earthclan territory , and she never knew either of her parents. Tpday, however, Panthershadow lives like any normal Earthclan cat.
RPed by Cheap-Carny-Ride

Gryphonpaw [flame]
Who is this? What is this? Why? How? Questions and answers. Curious? Your not alone. Gryphonflame is no different. Is she bold or just crazy enough to do things? If anything the source of these abstract and bewildering questions and answers is nothing less than a master at risk taking. Her looks compliment her attitude, which perfectly reflects the notorious curiosity and innocence that dwells in the soul of every joyful being. The way her naturally ruffled up feathery red fur swishes in the wind, or by its self at some moments is one of such ways she shows this idea. Kittish features is what she has. Soft and curious near black eyes it the first to pop out, if not than her fur; dawn red, medium length and soft like the down of a baby bird. She isn't necessarily small, but she isn't a giant either. She's somewhere in that awkward gap of small and medium sized, not that her thin appearance makes her seem any taller than she is. Her voice too is seemingly innocent. Low and soft like the gentle hoot of an owl in the dead of night. All in all wouldn't you think she is the sweetest she-cat? Yes? Yet Gryphonflame isn't simple, no she is an odd mishmash of personalities combined to form one single perfect mess of a cat. On one side she is sweet, playful and curious, everything you'd imagine a cat of such appearance to be. On the other side she is stubborn, obtains endless unnecessary energy from who knows where and has the tendency to be precarious. Precarious, possibly this is the only single-worded description that can satisfy her often changing personality. Precarious, definition; likely to fall or collapse. Sound like her? That sweet innocent little she-cat suddenly transform into an out-of-control enraged she-cat? Yes. Precarious is what she is. Or perhaps unnecessarily loyal. Does that work? Doesn't it sound just right for Gryphonflame? If precarious is worst case scenario than this is Gryphonflame best case scenario. She has that i-don't-need-to-know-the-boundaries complex. Indeed this causes her to appear at times as a mess, no doubt and no doubt that she accepts her crazy antics as a daily ritual. Yet there is another way, another option to look at this characteristic. Every heard of a cat being too loyal? We've all heard of too brave, too adventurous, too curious, yes. Too loyal, though.... this is Gryphonflame. Surprise! She will shock you no doubt with her almost too friendly nature one day, the next with her way of saying "hey I think your cool, i'm gonna become your personal bodyguard!" Rather small? Yes. Thin? Yes? Weak? Most definitely not. At least for certain things. She can take hate, she can take pain however she has a certain flaw. This flaw has a name. Love. A caring nature. An understanding nature. Will you return the favor? Will you answer her? Will you ask her another question? Or will you simply walk away and think *what is wrong with this cat?*
Rped by ♫тυиє♫

Willowpaw(stream)
A light silver tabby she cat with white stomach, paws and tail-tip and light blue eyes. She is an all around sweet and hyper cat who tries her best. She has long, soft fur and long whiskers. She is very speedy and enjoys hunting rabbits and birds because they 'provide the best challenge' . She doesn't mind fighting that much either if it means she gets to protect her clan.
RP'd By Aurorabeam

Veiledpaw(light)
When you choose to be quiet once, it'll haunt you for the rest of your life. Veiledlight knows this all too well. Most of the camp is familiar with the beautious Radiantentity, and in her shadows stands a petite, pale ginger she-cat with the most lovely pair of eyes. Does anyone see her? No, not ever. Her sister is the one who captivates everyone with her vibrant personality and prominent beauty while Veiledlight possesses more of an innocent, understated beauty and a soft-spoken nature. There is a good reason for this. As a kit, she along with her brothers saw her mother killed by her father. You'd never know how much it hurt unless you knew how strong the bond was between the young she-cat and her father. He was always there for her to lift her spirits and build her confidence. She was born timid but with his help, she grew out of it. That all disappeared when his claws took away her mother's life. Every single moment of that day is etched in her brain, and it replays in over and over, and it always ends the same way... with her father's lethally cruel gaze bearing into her horrified one. That look told her everything she needed to know; leave or die. She took off before her brothers, Hollowfire and Sorrowheart, did. When she returned to the tree hollow she was supposed to stay in, she saw Radiantentity fast asleep. She was glad her sister didn't see it. Now, she is constantly terrorized by horrendous nightmares. Most are about her father finding her and her littermates and killing them all. The last thing she always sees in those nightmares is the same evil look in her fathers eyes before he takes her life. That's why she wakes up screaming or crying in the middle of the night, but she is grateful to have Sorrowheart there to help her. Despite all she has been through, she still believes that one day, she'll be able to move on and live the life that got paused.
Rped by Cicleywhisker

Radiantpaw(entity)
Anywhere she goes there is a bright spotlight shining upon her gorgeous pelt of gold. She walks the world with blind-eyed confidence and carefree optimism. Radiantentity could possibly be the most intriguing she-cat to walk in the history of EarthClan. Her smile shows great pleasure in sunrise and her laugh is full of a joy so great, it's hard not to marvel at how much she just loves life. Perhaps her siblings would be more like her if they didn't bear the burden of seeing the muder of their mother. While all of it was going on, Radiantentity was where she was supposed to be; in a hollow tree, deep in a tranquil sleep. The only thing she remembers from that day is her brother Hollowfire shaking her awake and telling her they had to go right away. She kept asking why their mom wasn't with them, but they never told her anything. She just assumed they were playing a game, but now she knows that that isn't the truth, but she doesn't know what is. To this day she still wonders what ever happened to her mother, but they still refuse to tell her. She cleverly figured out a few things about it though. One, it must have been bad enough to giver her sister Veiledlight nightmares. Two, it must have been bad enough to cause Sorrowheart to go into some sort of depression. Three, she's glad she doesn't know. If it's the reason for all her littermate's strange behavior changes, she doesn't want to a part of it. It still eats at her from time to time, but she's learned that ignorance is bliss sometimes. Maybe one day they'll actually tell her, but for the time being she'll just go on with life with light in her blue eyes.
Rped by Cicleywhisker

Hazardouspaw-
A beautiful disaster for those who fear her. Her eyes will take you in, her sweet, smooth and silky voice tends to fool the naive. From a distance, she looks like a hovering soul, just waiting to get her wings. Her eyes glitter in the sunlight and her pelt gleams with an extremely bright gleam. Her amber eyes invite you into her coils, where she'll then break you... Tame you... Domesticate you. She is a gleaming black color, with shaded colors of dark greys and whites. Her amber eyes always have a glint of devious excitement, dying to escape into reality. Hazardouskit is a dangerous disaster with enough bipolar to choke a horse. She will have flares in the middle of a conversation, so if it happens, act normal and try not to get ripped apart. Hazardouskit is one who hates getting tormented or insulted, fury builds up inside of her like a packing dam. A small strip of steel begins to wrap around her heart until it becomes steel, eventually, it will. Hazardouskit was born into a large family of Loners and Barn cats. Her mother was a Rogue and her father was a Barn cat. They met one day and fell in love within three days. They then had kits together, all of which included Hazardouskit, Serpent, Copper and Temple. She is the only she-cat between her siblings. Serpent was always wanting to advance ahead of his siblings, and Hazardouspaw got sick of him. Copper urged her tom come with him to EarthClan, and she agreed. They left at midnight one night of the year and traveled to EarthClan. There they became Apprentices and ever since, they have been living the life they want to live.Hazardouspaw hopes that she can show Serpent, who's back at home, that she can advance further than him now. And yes, she misses her family, but that wasn't her life, it was Serpent's life. Hazardouspaw is one for taking risks, the thrill and adrenaline rushes that comes with taking extreme and deadly chances. She loves her brother Copperpaw, he is the only one she can actually stand. Hazardouspaw is hot-headed and thinks that at this time, she knows everything too well for her age. Her mind is a complex puzzle, some cats try to figure it out, and all have yet to fail. Her brother, Copperpaw is the only one who has managed to hack her brain and get to her thoughts. She would love to become a Leader, that'll definitely show Serpent that she is better than him, on all levels, not just smarts and the ability to hide herself and remain unseen, but the ability to rise above all and advance above her siblings. Why does Hazardouspaw have so much against her brother Serpent? Well, first of all, they used to have verbal wars when they were just kits about who was the best. Serpent, being the oldest (thought) he had the power to shun her and decide that he was always better than her. Once Hazardouspaw left to EarthClan, she made her own decision. She then shunned Serpent from her thoughts and physical life, and advanced in her /own/ life. Hazardouspaw does not let anyone else run her life, only she can make that decision.
Rp'd by Euphrates

Truepaw(north)
Have you ever used a compass? When the needle is spinning as you do, trying to find it's bearings and your heading. The perplexing motion making you dizzy as you follow it to try and point yourself in the right direction. Don't spin too much, you may get dizzy and fall. Sit down and relax, calm yourself, take a deep breath... Good, now let it out. Okay. Let the compass do it's job without your interfierance. There you go, Now look at it. There you are, it has stopped spinning and is pointing north. True north. Why is that, I wonder. One might say it is because of the magnetic field that surrounds the earth, but I think there is more to it than that, don't you? I don't know. I think there is more to it than that but it's nor my place to say, is it? Who knows? Is a compass just the puppet of the universe? Only to spin in the direction it is told? Or does it want to show the way for the lost and weary? Why is that, I wonder. Do not the strong need guidance sometimes too? Or are they to proud to accept the help of something so simple. Maybe they just need to lay their pride aside and consult a simple guide. I know how hard that is but just keep holding on. Round and round, round and round, round and round goes the needle, searching for its and your heading. Why am I telling you all of this, you ask? Well, let me tell you about a cat I once knew. Wicked smart and as brave as no one else, she was. She may seem like she has no plan or thought whatsoever but she will come through in a heartbeat. She can be cunning when you make her angry. She has her own way of working things and will follow through with anything and everything. Beautiful as no other also. Imagine a golden wheat field in the sunlight, the gentle wind playing with the stalks and seeds, picking up the dirt and tossing it around before letting it fall once more to the ground. The golden light of the sunlight hitting the wheat is infused into her beautiful eyes. Set with a silver lining, only to be compared to the milky moonlight that filters through the trees at night. Speaking of the moonlight, her pelt is spun of the simple, beautiful beams, the delicate weaving creating a fluffy, milky white pelt, soft as clouds. Delicate paws that can help her guide the way are small, but strong. A long, fluffy tail flicks back and forth when irritation is provoked. Nature gentle as a butterfly and compassionate as no other. She cannot stand to see one hurting without reason. Though she will inflict pain whenever she feels it is necessary. Attitude as changing as quicksilver. Staying in the form of one thing but as soon as you try to understand it and clench it, it melts away and forms into something else. Make no mistake, she is not wishy-washy nor flaky. She is simply who she is and will not attempt to become anything else. Why should she? She is already the guardian of the lost and hurt. Why be anything other than what she is.
Rped by whiteswift

Kits

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Snakekit(slither)
Dark gray tom with black markings and green eyes. He is ambitious and strong, but often fights needlessly. He is strong and not at all quick, and his attack strategies rely on his strength. His strategy fits well with his best friend, Foxkit. They make the perfect team and Snakekit often dreams of them fighting together as fully trained warriors. He and Foxkit are close enough to be brothers, though they are not related. Snakekit's parents died of the same sickness that Foxkit's parents died of. This helped them forge a strong bond.
Rped by Silverclaw101

Foxkit(fire)
Ginger tom with amber eyes. His name is appropriate, for Foxkit is sly and clever. His battle strategies rely on his slyness and speed. It's a wonder he gets along with Snakekit at all! His quickness and cleverness fits perfectly with Snakekit's strength and recklessness. When the older cats start to tell stories, Foxkit is all ears. He has a deep fascination for history. Anything from battles to love stories, he loves it. He looks forward to growing up with Snakekit and defending his clan.
Rped by Silverclaw101

Coloredkit(Meloncaly)-
A strangers voice can ring through the heavens, even if they're voice is dull, but full of life at the same time. How could that be? Well, let me explain this strange phenomenon. One, the love of two parents can kill one side of the equation, or multiply it. Two, having manic-depression, or being Bi-Polar, and Three, a cat with this much of a complextion can't live where he should. No, thats never the case, or is it? I guess it can be. ColoredMeloncoly is bright Russian Blue tom with a white and brown stripes from his nose to his tail tip, going side-ways. His small paws are a bright, and shiny blaxk, fading up into the blue. He is Bi-Polar, or Manicly-Depressed, which ever you fancy, and his blue, or sea-green eyes at a mood swing, tells it all. He has two personalities. One, named ColoredMeloncoly, the bright, but sometimes upset, tom who loves his clan for what it is. And Stranger, the one who hates his clan, and would kill, if ColoredMeloncoly wouldn't take back over. ColoredMeloncoly would love to have a family, and show his mother how he could prove what he really is. He was the smallet of the litter, a runt. Eyes opening late, and, having no real interest in his world, how wrong he was. It was by accident that he was introduced to Stranger. When he was in the nursery, he was alone for most of the time, he decided to make up Stranger. Stranger would protect him, keep him safe. When Stranger wanted to be ColoredMeloncoly, he was scared, and he fought him off. Now Stranger is an enemy, that can only be fought by ColoredMeloncoly. His siblings are WhatchfulFox, ShiningFlower, LemonBeach, and Troutkit, given to him by his loving parents, or at least parent, Glowfusion, whom she looks up to and appreciates.
Rp'd by Gingerfurfirestar

Ravenkit ( Wing)-
Jet black tom he has sparkling blue eyes, he has one white paw in the front right side and his back left paw is white also, he has white ear tips, he is a twin of sparrowkit. His mother is songwave. He is a playful kit, but he is serious. He wishes to be the best cat in the clan , and be brave like his mother and father. He is already practicing basic and easy battle moves. Each day he practices the hunting crouch and catches small things. He like's to play with other kit's and is quite demanding actually. He bosses his sisters and brothers around but, they don't mind.
Rped By: jaypaw

Foxkit (nose)
A red-brown tom with white "socks" on his feet and the same green eyes as Fallowkit. He is quick to charge into things, unlike his sister, and is very reckless when doing so. He isn't very easy to anger, but he is very vicious when he is angered. He likes to get a little rough when playing, which upsets Fallowkit (if only slightly).
RPed by Willetwing

Reedkit (claw)
Light orange tom with white paws and bright green eyes. His mother is Honeyfern. He is a really outgoing tom who is generally likable. He tries to be protective over his family.
RP'd By Aurorabeam

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Flickerkit(sprite)
A completely snow white body with black flecks all over? Neon green eye? Two tails?! Oh- that must've been Flickersprite! She was born a bit deformed in her eye and tails. Flickersprite is the complete opposite of her sister and loves to be the main attraction. Sneaking out at night, letting others do her work, being the "all that cat." She is very curious. Sometimes she runs into the Thunderpath and grabs shiney two-leg things. Most find her weird, but some understand her.
roleplayed by foxsnair

Mintkit(tail)
Adorable. A word used to describe her many times over. Every since she was young, cats believed her to be funny and awkward, add that in with mint green eyes that stood out against a uniquely shaded coat, many queens fell in love with her clumsy self. Minttail has dusty brown fur with a white belly and chest. She has darker brown rings along her legs and tail, and also dark spots on her sides. The tips of her ears are white as well as the lower part of her jaws. The mix of coloring comes from her parents both being multi-colored as well. She is clumsy, awkward, but nonetheless polite and tries to be kind to everyone. She is one to give the benefit of the doubt to al cats, even if they have committed a terrible crime. Minttail was born in Earthclan, and all of her loyalties lie with her clan mates. She hopes to be a great warrior doesn't believe violence is, though she the answer all of the time.
Rped by Oceanrapid

Ravenkit (song)-
A whisp of black fur and a glare of bright green eyes. Ravensong is a copy of her mother in all but color. She has a fiery spirit that shows, wheather she is playing with kits or out hunting. She has a fluffy pelt and a thirst to prove herself to every cat she meets. She learns a lot from her mother, Glarestar and though she is still young, understands ther hardships and tries to learn as much as she can. Ravensong loves to be social, and social she is. She has a lot of friends and a big crush on Foxfire! She talkes to every cat as though she were superior but older cats always reminder her of her place. She is loooking forward to many battles as a warrior and cannot wait for her time to finally shine.
RP'd By Raspberrycrisp

Frozenkit(shard)-
A ginger she-cat with blazing white eyes. She has anger deep within her, that sometimes, cannot be controlled. She is a sweet cat and most who know her well can see past the frustraited facade. She is a lovable she-cat and has many friends. She finds herself always competing with her sister Ravensong. Things like who is best at jumping who can get the most toms. Ravensong seems to win many of the games, but Frozenshard just enjoys the company of her siblings. Her mother, Glarestar is her rolemodel and she respects her father, Smokeflight. Her family has always come first to the young she-cat and first they will always come. She looks forward to a mate and kits, someday hoping to find her one true soul-mate.
RP'd By Raspberrycrisp

Watchfulkit(fox)-
Watchfulfox, full of wonders! A calm and restrained She-cat, nothing to worry about until she approaches. Warning! She is highly cautious and, as her name states, watchful. She watches over EarthClan protectively, her unbelievably light and bright green eyes searching, for something, anything, to point out that is wrong and be a hero of the clan. Yes, that's right. Hero. Watchfulfox is a high-achiever and would do anything to be recognized. She isn't one to complain, but she prefers other cats pelt than her rusty brown fur with black ears and paws. Her muzzle is also tipped in white, making her look similar to a fox, but she is nowhere near the size. She is surprisingly small and is considered a "runt," but that's a rude category to place her in. She is swift and sly, a sneaky cat, but doesn't use it for evil. Watchfulfox believes in StarClan fully and close to nothing will change her mind about that. The one thing that will? A mate. She forms very close bonds with cats, but it is weird to have herself think of having a mate. She is quite shy, but it is possible for it to wear off with that one special tom. She would like kits too, and for her relationship with her friends to last forever.
RPed by Ghostwhisper103

Fallowkit (berry)
A she-cat who was appropriately named for her fallow-coloured pelt. Her underside is a creamy colour and has large, piercing green eyes. She is very level-headed, and is always thinking things through before acting on it. She loves to play with the other kits, but has a hard time controlling brother Foxkit.
Rped by Willetwing

Iciclekit (Song)
Soft white she-cat with icy blue eyes. Her mother is Honeyfern. She is definitely the quietest and most shy of her siblings. She is reserved and tends to wait and watch more often than jumping straight into something. She is also the smallest of the four so that may be a contributing factor.
RP'd By Aurorabeam

Sorrelkit (Cloud)
A slightly fluffy white she-cat with patches of orange and grey tabby fur on her side, back, tail, paws and face. Her stomach is completely white and she has green eyes. She is energetic and up for anything. She dreams big. Her mother is Honeyfern.
RP'd By Aurorabeam

Skykit
A tiny, kit with a white and gray stripes down her sliver like pelt.Her tail tipped with black and her eyes midnight blue eyes that pierce the dark night.Skykit is very pretty and shy she loves her Clanmates more then they think.She is five moons old and is very clever, she envies other kits with family, since she has none.Her heart is made of the thickest type of stone that will never break that is strong and loyal.Skykit hates two-legs since of her brother's death.
Rped by Mallowshine

Queens

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Nightwish -
Cute calico she-cat with amber eyes dazzling in the sun.She is a beautiful,queen who loves to play but at the same time just to relax in the nursery. She's very amusing and barely makes a noise go loud from her soft attitude. Shes very friendly and calm. She's probably the most gentle queen out there! She adores kits very much. She's playful and energetic and loves swimming on soft current and doesnt mind to get dirty. And her dream is to have a family of her own one day.One day she lost herself in a snowstorm and was accepted into a group of rogues,she couldn't be happier.she have three kits Diablokit,Halokit and Venuskit,but they became apprentices and stayed into the group of rogues for now and hopes that her mother would go out for somes visits to them and theirs friends.
rped by kiki789

Streampace-
A stream gurgles happily, chortling at the world in general and skinning over the ground at an impressive, constant pace. This is stream pace. Happy go lucky. Oblivious. Innocent. Deadly when the world rains on her and just will not stop. And one other thing: she is without the ability to speak. Her gray eyes absorb all and her silky calico pelt attracts the eye but her inability to speak dictates her life. Who she communicates with, where she hunts. Everything. But she moves on, always a constant pace. Not because it is who she is but rather it is what she is. Streampace, the cat who cannot stop.
rped by AloeFera

Locuststing -
She's learned her lesson of wanting it all, and decided she didn't want it. Locuststing, that dark looking dark tortoiseshell you see over there in the corner, is one who tried to reach for the sun. But her wax wings melted and she fell. Locuststing wanted to be the leader of the clan, persistently doing everything in her power to make her seem the best choice for the next deputy. Her cunning and brightness made her more popular with the clan, improving her chances. But then came that day. She fell in love with a cat in a different clan, and did all in her power to find him every quarter moon. Only a quarter moon ago was her last visit with her beloved. One night, a border battle rampaged between Earthclan and her mate's clan, the deputy of Earthclan suspiciously watching Locuststing's every move. Insistent to catch the deputy's attention and make her seem like a good choice for next deputy, she leaped on top of one of the enemy cats' back and delivered an instant death blow to the cat's neck. Earthclan won that day. When morning came and a patrol gathered up the bodies, accompanied by Locuststing, they found her mate's dead corpse. His body was the only one with a bite mark near his neck, and other than that, he was unscathed. She had killed her mate. Just so she could impress the deputy. For potential future leadership. From that day forward, Locuststing has been in constant depression. She is going to kit soon, and hopefully her amber eyes will shine with happiness again, instead of dull with agony. Personality: Depressed. Used to be ambitious, bright, cunning, intelligent, merciful,plans things out well, good tracker.
Rp'd by:Darkkyothepsycho

Honeyfern
A ginger tabby she-cat with green eyes. She has a slender build when not pregnant. Her mate died a while ago but she is still very happy and friendly. She is kind to all and has a weak spot for kits and younger cats.
RP'd By Aurorabeam

Elders

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Sootfall-
After the flame burns down, what is left is soot and ashes, the moving constant. The undeniable fact. The particles strong enough to endure any raging inferno, any imminent doom. Sootfall owes his name to his dark gray pelt, though now a days it is streaked with silver, as though he stood in the Mooncreak and drank from it and the power of the ancestors turned his fur the color of the stars, though he will soon be among them anyway. He is not the same as many elders, grouchy and demanding, but rather considers himself a burden and wishes the clan was not so needlessly kind to him. Sootfall often feels the scars of his youth weighing down on him, not only in his painful arthritis and stiff joints, but in his guilt. A vicious rumor floats around the camp that he has killed many an attacking enemy without reason, not in self defense but in anger, but when asked about it, the tom will refuse to speak. Otherwise, he loves telling stories and guiding others, and he feels compelled to advise as much as he can, since that is the only service he can provide. Because of this, every once and a while he will take an interest in a certain kit, doing everything he can to guide them to victory. He is said to have an eye for talent and potential in his young clan mates and getting even a passing compliment is considered an honor by some, though an invested interest is a truly good sign. He had a family, all who have passed away and so he is glad that being in a clan means that he is surrounded by cats who love and care for him come hell or high water, whether they are kin or not.
rped by AloeFera

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Silvertail
A black she-cat with a graying muzzle and silver speckles adorning her fur. Her tail is completely coated with the metallic color, hence the name Silvertail. Her eyesight and hearing is greatly failing. If she tries to see across the clearing her vision blurs and almost everything a cat says needs to be repeated. Her eyes used to be a clear, beautiful green but they have clouded in old age. The tip of her tail is nothing more than a ragged scar and she only has one ear, the other torn to a ragged stump from a long-forgotten fight. she may be old, but she can still raise a claw if pushed. And, for Silvertail, it doesn't take much to push her. She would willingly give her life for EarthClan any day.
RP'd by BluestarRocks

EarthCIan

jazz♥ — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 15:19:58 CST

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Welcome to the EarthClan

NAVIGATION

Members

Territory

Camp

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STATUS

Activity Check: Going On

Ceremonies: None

STAFF

Leader- Glarestar (Raspberrycrisp)

Deputy- Morningstream (Silver.*.Angel)

Co-Deputy- Brooksnap (jazz♥)

Medicine Cat - Harewhisker (Aloefera)

Medicine Cat Apprentice -
Leafpaw (emoxify)

Head Guardian -
Shiftingstone(archerkit)

Head Guardian Apprintice-
Patchpaw(IndigoBlood)

NEWS

There is a plot between Earthclan and Dayclan going on!

There is an AC going on!

Guardian tryouts are finished!

Layout (c) Russetfurshadowclan
Banner (c) Russetfurshadowclan
All picture's belong to the rightful owner.

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Nightdream14 — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 14:06:07 CST

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Ɯнʏ ωαƨ ιт мα∂ɛ? Ɯɛ ωιℓℓ иɛʌɛя κиσω... ^_^
ooh. that was just epic guys! now I feel I'm ruining it xD -emmy
everything I write is in blue ^^ lol. I messed this up.

White text. xD
lol, who typed this? or that i mean . . . ????
Lol. More white text~! >:3
the null page is awshum. Don't deny it
This made me crack up. xD
Nice going guys.
Go white text!
kaela is awesome. c:
nonono, kaela, you're supposed to put it in white. White, I tell you! xD
Oh dear. She broke the streak. v.v
Tsk tsk. Bad kaela.
There's gonna be some people who see that written in black and not what's written in white. Awkward. xD
Yeah... o.o but oh well.
I think it's hilarious that us mods are having a conversation here without anyone noticing...
Hello there :3 I noticed o.o ~Matt
Yay you turned Kaela's text white! x3
Ahaha. well, you're all mods+ so we're still good. :D
Yup :p ..I just lost the game D:
rANDOM WRITER JUMPING IN, CAUSE I SAW THIS...hI! i LOST THE GAME! :D
sry caps xD GET OWT. D< jkjk. xD
I lost the game.. because you made me. T^T
MUAHAHAHA! >:3
NUUUUUU. D:
lulz c:
CAMDEN WAS HERE AHAHA CAPS LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCK.
btw, KAELA, CHET IS ON xDD
MHMHMHMHMHMHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.
Another writer, here to ruin y'alls convo. CEPT IM A SPECIAL WRITER THAT COULD HAVE JUST HACKED MATT TO DO THIS OR TAYLER.
gosh im dumb xDD e.o
I am a Matt. I like pink. Formally, I'm known as Mr. Matthew the Pooh Bear, but just leave it.
It urned it white because I'm evil like that. xDD
I think I posted on here at one point . . . but I can't remember what xD lol ~ Shae-bear
I'm the evil one >:3 but my identity is secret. Ish.
MR. SNUGGLEZ WAS HERE.
mr.snuggles can i have a snuggle-glomp from chuuu? -emmeth
<3 LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL CHET WAS HERE HACKING KAELA'S ACCOUNT YAYAH! WOOT WOOT
CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTY. ITS CAMDEN. NOT ON MATT'S ACCOUNT, THOUGH. E.O
ALLIE REGRETS STARTING THE WHITE TEXT STUFF ON THE NULL PAGE. O.O THIS IS KINDA CRAZY IF YA ASK ME. OH, AND BY THE WAY, ALLIE IS MORE AWESOME. =D HAHA ACTUALLY, THIS WHITE TEXT IS RATHER AWESOME. OF COURSE, NO ONE WAS SUPPOSED TO FIND IT IN THE FIRST PLACE. o: P.S. LOVE Y'ALL! (IN A NON-GROSS WAY, OF COURSE. ;3) eeewww a linky! & em is awesome.
I declare this text white, AND hidden for no one to find! >D O.O ~you are being watched. xP
ALLIEEEE :D It's mehrbano. I shall hitchhike to wisconsin and buy a burger :3
MERHBANO!!! [= HI! Hehe, have fun with that! But you better be sure to stop by my place to at least say hi! o:
GOSH people. It's no fun when you write in different colors. White! White!!!! ^^
OFCOURSE :D I'll stay some time with you... THEN GO HUNTING BURGERS >:3
I HEREBY DECLARE ALL THINGS ON THIS PAGE MUST BE WHITE :P
Abra is awesome.
tis emmy here and i'ma hop in here and pretend i belong in this conversation :3
Abra, yew naughty girl, you ruined the trend >:D Ohbytheway. FROSTEE IS EPIC~
Abraaaa D8 Y U RUIN TREND? Dx
SERII. Y U NO POST IN DIFFERENT COLOUR? (ಠ益ಠ)
because whiteness is awesome.
MUAHAHAHA. Frostblossom ish epic. o3o
i declare me the white-text maker. WHIITTEEEE. >D
AND YES. ABRA IS AWESOME.
Pero no me gusta blanca. o: Y ALLIE IS MORE EPIC. o:
Allie, why are you steeling my account from me? o:
Who said it was Allie? Maybe I'm just Allie's biggest fan. o.o And maybe Allie's biggest fan isn't stealing, they are borrowing. Ever think of that? o3o
MUAHAHAHAHAHAH. LOOK WHAT I HAVE DONE. AND WEEP o.o''
LE GASP! Frostblossom! -weeps- Okay, now that that's over, I'm changing all of my text to green. o:
My name is Allie. I like green font. I also like to think as eBuddy as a disease. I'm also the most epic person ever. ~Allie NONONONONO D: why can't we all just use white??? o:
LIES. I didn't write that. and I'm not /the/ most epic person in the world. I'm just.. epic. And more epic. Ebuddy is a disease tho. It doesn't let ya have the right profile pic even when your not using ebuddy. I do enjoy green tho. I mean, green is toadally... can't say it, but ya know, green is just that epic. I must say, Matt is the most epic and amazing person ever. In the universe and the universe's history. End. of. story. :3 ~The real Allie P.S. Song.of.the.Pheonix: Because we're too awesome to. o:
I HEREBY DECLARE ALL THIS TEXT RIGHT-ALIGNED. o3o Frostblossommmmmm! o: I like Center Aligned Better. Or Justified. Alignment is good tho. FINE. I officially give up. I will use this color instead though :D
Its stuck. o.o it won't justify to somewhere... less weird. o: Ohwell.
Ohdear, did I break the null page? xD
EVERYONE. I NOW CLAIM THIS PAGE IN THE NAME OF ME- CHET. I'D LIKE TO THANK THE ACADEMY, MY FANS AND BRAD PITT FOR THIS HONOUR. LOVEYOUBRAD<3 and you too, Kaela x3 BRAD PITT IS SEXY. Wow, weird writing! Emmeth is awesome!
I HATE THIS PAGE. SO CLUTTERED o3o So I'm re-organising it xD EVERYTHING SHALL BE BLACK GARAMOND, SIZE 12. o3o Ohexceptformysecrettext.
Who made the text black?? >:U I would like some words with them! And Brad Pitt is an actor, right? /ignorantplz

WHITE TEXT IS NO LONGER WHITE! NUUU!
Sheeperdoodles people, this page is OUTTA CONTROL! xD But thats okay. (: My green text is the best. Sorry everyone else who thinks their own text is better.. its not. xP Jk, everyones text is awesome! <3
I find it funny that I always log on to find you using my account. ;P It's okay; I don't mind, but I'm just saying.
HAH that was Matt to Allie :3
I think. I think that Em is awesome.

Lol xD. This page is spazzing out on my computer right now.
Why is this page all weirded out? >:3
TUNAK TUNAK TUN. 8D

WEIRD 8D!
TUNA, TUNA, TURKEY! TUNA-EM :D

Its a song I'm listening to right nao. :3
The ten hour mix, so I don't have to keep hitting replay. >:D
Well, Mattykinz, I was actually doing something else. I just took a little break to post here. Theres so much that I have to be doing, and a lot of it requires use of your account. xD I prefer Turkey over Tuna, by the way. (: mattykins? webkinz! emmykins<3
Allie you should join again <3333 <- I've been considering it, actually, but I don't think I will... << just continue borrowing matt's account then :D
Yeah, same. :O

Hey, has anyone seen the Ultimate Shwdown? I'm too lazy to ost a thread. x3 nuu what's that? :3 OMG PIE IS DEEELICIOUS C:

nyan!

frostii ish epic. because she chnged the text white again c:
youjustlostthegame c':<-So is Allie. o: < So is Acey :u <Your forgetting how awesome Aerie is~ Fine, we call all be epic. (:
AWNUUUU. LOLFOREVERLOSINGTHEGAME
FOREVERALONE D8
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White text White text, what you gonna do? What you gonna do when the white text comes for you? (the white text is coming, MWAHAHAHA! For some random reason my text is now purple o.o. ~Acey)<- Does that refer to the bad boys song? <Yup yup (catchy song that one is x3.)
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∫Crowclan Members∫

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*CrowClan Members* ...Are you sure you want to enter these lands? You must understand that we are dangerous... Are you welcome? Are you sure you want to enter a place where you have to watch your back, day in and day out? What about fighting? Are you willing to die for us? What about kill for us? Are you willing to do that?Well then, I'm impressed. You're actually willing to join us? Welcome to CrowClan then, my friend.We are a clan of darkness and deception. As black as the crow's wings, we do not take kindness to heart, since our souls are too black to even find the light. We are strong. We are brutal. We are CrowClanWe are currently accepting members of all ranks. If you wish to join, click on the joining thread. Or use the shortcut underneath this introduction. Home Page -- Link Here -- Joining Thrad -- Link

			Leader
			Ruenstar
			Roleplayed by AloeFera
			. .Perhaps it is the fact that he's struggled all his life with the knowledge, the /sureness/, that each of his "friends", to use the term loosely, graced with the blood of his leaders has been incompetent, unworthy of the honor they so shrug off as right. Perhaps it was the constant, prying pain that pumps through his chest at the thought that he would never be able to better the clan so overshadowed by the thin presences of the Regime, of Primal Instinct. Perhaps it was the moment he killed an intruding she-cat and was shunned by his brother and his brother's mate that he realized CrowClan wasn't CrowClan anymore. It wasn't a clan of ruthless killers, caring only for each other, if even that. It had weakened, and soon that slowly descending decrepitude could sever his beloved clan from its violent, anarchist beginnings forever. So he plotted, he worked since mewler-hood to control one of the potentials to the throne of leader- Snark- and drive him to success, use him to sculpt a new clan. He has learned, now, that you can never depend on the wild card, only on yourself, and once he'd worked out his connection to the leaders- his estranged brother's mate- every moment became a thread in his plot to ascend to leadership himself. The soft, tabby gray fur that clothes him has forever disguised an abnormally, almost sociopathic, psyche, only his amber eyes a mirror of true intentions. When the tom was chosen as a Scion, he realized quickly that everything must be done to insure his rise to leadership and there is where he now stands, still plotting, still hoarding each piece of information that worms its way from secrecy to him. And, one day, oh, one, far off, unimaginable day, Rue may gain control of CrowClan. And, if they don't already, the clans better start fearing the group of crows, lest they wake up in their precious StarClan while on earth blood bubbles from their throats. Kits: n/a --- Prowler: Everlasting --- Mate: Rammy

*Successor*
Zoe
Rped by -Forget-Me-Not-
Good or Evil? She stands on the line, going no either way. Elegance and Beauty, is the most of her. Her outter core seems melted, into a mean, cold-hearted, and rusty appearance. Her personality can be mean, and rude, though she can be very sympathetic. Zoe’s fur is the most beautiful of silver, followed by dark grey, speckled spots. Her soft spot lies in the hidden, revealing only one picture. A kit. Zoe was born as a rouge. Her mother and father were very confident, and produced 3 kittens. One of them was Zoe. She had one sister named Devi, and a brother named Kyle. Devi and Zoe were the best of friends. They always were together no matter what. Their mother taught them manners, and how to be kind to all cats. But their father, oh their father. He was too adventurous. Too Confident. This made the 3 kittens very big dare devils. They always wanted to do something dangerous. One day, Devi and Zoe had snuck out of their den, and began to search the forest. It had been their first time out of the area of their camp. Devi wanted to attack a raven, but Zoe said it was way too dangerous. Meanwhile, their mother, father, and brother Kyle were searching everywhere for them. “Zoe! Devi? Where are you?” A faint shout came from their brother, but neither Devi nor Zoe noticed. Their mother, father, and brother left their den, and went off, to find Devi and Zoe. By the time they had left, Devi and Zoe had just begun to head back to their den. When they got there, not even a trace was left. “Mother? Kyle? Father?” Devi shouted. Gone. Not even a footprint. They were gone, just like that. “They….They abandoned us.” Devi said, a soft bit of pain in her voice. Zoe leaned over and nuzzled her sister. “We can make it. We are sisters. We can live on our own.” Zoe said encouragingly to Devi. Many days later, they made a decision. They chose to go farther into the forest, and join a clan. Devi decided that they would join this so-called, Primal Instinct. They joined as apprentices, Zoe’s mentor being some cat named Ferro, and Devi’s being Greede. Zoe and Ferro never exactly, ‘Got along’ But that was fine. In training, Zoe was a fightning machine. She could defeat any cat in Primal Instinct. But of course, Ferro took the credit. Zoe had gotten an intrest in a tom named Hazard. They became best friends. Hazard was a tall, dark brown tom with handsome amber eyes. Zoe had eventually gotten the urge to talk to him. They became best friends almost instantly. But there was one thing wrong. Zoe loved Hazard too much. Well, matter of fact, Hazard loved Zoe too much as well. They became mates, and loved eachother, all to much. But one day, on a normal, spring day, the leader of Primal Instinct forced Zoe to spar with Devi. That day, Zoe found out that Primal Instinct had consumed Devi in their evil. Devi was a disgusting, mean, repulsive, jerk now. Devi tried to kill Zoe, without hesitation. But of course, she had to fight back, even though this was her sister. Zoe had tried as hard as she could not to kill her sister. Luckily, she suceeded. Devi leaped upon Zoe’s back, pushing her to the ground. “Sister, please! Just, remember our parents! Remember what they would have wanted!” But Devi only slashed into Zoe’s back once again. “They abandoned us! I have nothing left to love!” She hissed. Zoe kicked, making Devi roll into a tree. “Ack!” said Devi, “I must…I must kill you!” Devi got up and slashed viciously at Zoe. Zoe fought back, much harder than before. Slash after slash. Zoe even started crying during this battle. Devi, her once best friend, was trying to kill her. Her own sister, related by blood! Zoe eventually gave up. “Sister.. Please.” She moaned once more to Devi. Finally Devi stopped. “Sis…” Devi continued, “I… I will get you, someday.” She finished, then bolted off, rushing through the trees. Many moons passed. Zoe began to fear this place. Every day, tales of ‘killings’ and deadly ‘sparring’. Zoe just couldn’t take it anymore. She met with Hazard that night to talk with him. “Hazard… I have to ask you something.” She told him. Hazard had looked at Zoe with his passionate, amber gaze. “Hm?” He had said. Zoe looked at her paws, slowly thinking of what to say first. “I must leave. The pain of my sister, and my family is just too much. I can’t take it any longer. I just can’t.” The pain hit Zoe as she watched Hazard stand up, his eyes turning from passion, to hate, and confusion. “But, But, I thought we had something special!” Zoe’s heart almost stopped at these words. “But, we do! I just can’t-“ Hazard interrupted her. “Can’t what, Zoe? You can’t what?! You can’t be with me! That’s what!” He had shouted. “No! No, Hazard No! Please!” Zoe had pleaded, but it was too late. Hazard had gotten up and began to leave. Suddenly, Zoe burst out crying. “Hazard! I love you! Don’t go!” She screamed. Hazard stopped. He turned around. “Just remember, I-“ His voice was interrupted by a snarl, and Devi, Zoe’s sister had pounced from out of the bushes. Devi had ran, and bit hard onto Hazard’s neck. He died almost instantly. Now, Zoe will never know what Hazard wanted Zoe to remember. Zoe let out a scream. “No!!!!!!!!!!!” She leaped at Devi with all her might, pushing her to the ground. “I can’t forgive you any longer!” Zoe had hissed. Devi looked scared. Completely terrified. But suddenly, just as Zoe was about to slash the life out of her sister, a pained thought came into her mind. The exact thing she had said to Devi. What would my parents have wanted? They would have wanted me to love my sister. Zoe stepped off her sister, slowly sighing. “Get out of here Devi. Get out of here, and don’t come back, or I will kill you.” she threatened, and watched, as Devi rushed away, rustling some leaves as she ran. Zoe headed back to Primal Instinct camp, and realized something. She didn’t belong here. Not at all. Her mate was dead. Her best friend was gone. She had to pull it together. Should she leave, or stay? Now, she had nobody to talk to. Suddenly, something hit her. What about my mentor? Ferro? Zoe straightened up, and tried to think positive. She quickly ran into the warrior’s den. “Okay, Ferro, can I talk with you?” A jet black tom amerged from the den. “Zoe. What do you want?” He grumbled, annoyed. Zoe managed a small smile, and nodded. “Well, do you think I should leave Primal Instinct?” She asked, knowing that she would get a lecture, and knowing that he probobly didn’t care about her problems. But surprisingly, he did. “Zoe. I know you’ve had a tough life. Just follow your heart. Does it say to stay? Or does it say to leave?” He nodded to her. Zoe looked down at her paws. This only helped her a tiny bit. Ferro looked up. “If you choose to leave, I can tell pur leader that you died from a badger attack.” He nodded. Zoe looked surprised at this, but simply nodded. She then stood up, and raced through the camp, heading into the trees. She rushed for many hours, not knowing where she was going, but she at least knew one thing. She was leaving Primal Instinct. She was leaving the clan that brought her sister to become a evil cat. She was leaving the clan that her mate died in. But she also knew another thing. She was never going to love again. Zoe shook the thought from her mind as she raced through the forest. Suddenly, she skidded to a halt. She was very close to the twoleg nest. Zoe decided to turn around. Too late. Suddenly, a monster rushed past Zoe, missing her head by almost a centimeter. Zoe coughed, as the dust raised from behind the monster. She fastened her pace, getting the heck out of there. After a few hours of runniing through the forest, she noticed she was getting really lonely. Zoe found that she must join another clan. Somewhere that she could be surrounded by lots of cats, that care, and respect her. Just as she was thinking, a large, jet black tom pounced on her. “Ah! Who are you?” Zoe managed to choke out, due to the cat having it’s paw on her neck. “Hmph. You don’t seem to be a spy. You’re way too dumb.” Zoe scowled at this. “I am not dumb!” The tom sighed. “Whatever. I’m Kani, by the way.” Zoe stood up, and shook her fur out. “Where am I?” She had asked. “Crowclan. Duh.” He chuckled. Zoe thought for a moment. Crowclan. An actual clan. A clan with cats. Lots of cats! Zoe smiled and looked up at this tom. “Can you take me there?” He seemed a bit confused. “Are you trying to spy on us?” He snarled. “No! I am a rouge! I just want to join Crowclan!” Zoe replied, breathing heavily. She didn’t want to get into yet another fight, so she tried to keep her voice calm. Kani nodded, and began walking through the forest, Zoe following not too far behind. She looked about everywhere, taking in all the scenery, and the territory. If she was to become a member of this clan, she must learn their territory. When they got to camp, the leader easily accepted her into the clan. At first, Zoe was judged tremendously. She was being called ‘The rouge that never was’ or ‘the pain of everyone’s existance. Zoe had just ignored them, and became the best Stalker she could ever be. Becoming one of the best Stalkers in the clan, her name was eventually known in the clan. Zoe became quite popular. She was no longer judged, but respected. After many moons, she was nominated for the Scion Tryouts in Crowclan. She had won. Now she was Scion of Crowclan, and great at it. She loves her clan to bits, and would never leave. Zoe respects all the members in Crowclan, starting at the newborn nestlings, to the triumphant Leader. Beautiful, a Luxury, Paradise, you have Zoe. Prowler: N/A --- Mate : N/A --- Kits: N/A

Scion
Aroo
Rped by Silverclaw101
Black she cat with green eyes. She woke up in a strange land with no memory. The first thing she did was name herself, and her name came from the first sound she heard, the howling of wolves. When the wolves came, she fought them and killed most of them, the rest ran off. But she had been wounded in the fight. She eventually made her way to Crowclan, where her hatred to the world was helped to grow. She makes no friends, though has allies, allies that were made strategically so that she would always have someone to fight for her. But they mean nothing to her. Aroo's soul is darkness and her pleasure comes from fighting, and the mirth obtained by killing slowly. The depths of her soul yearn for kits, for maybe if she brings life into the world, then her soul would be healed. But those depths will take time to come up, and for now, Aroo is a ruthless killing machine. The only thing she is loyal to is Crowclan.Prowler: N/A --- Mate : N/A --- Kits: N/A

			Shadow See'r
			Brio
			Roleplayed by .:Midnightfrost:.
			Darkness? Light? or in between? This is where Brio stands. He has always stood alone, his only friends silence and the wind. Is he Evil? No he just appears to be, this is what he wants other cats to see. His black pelt further blends him into the shadows, light green eyes peering out, his long tail like a snake and tufted ears light as feathers. His Family? He has none and cares for no one, though at some point he has to break, his very soul in need of some one. Knowledge? He yearns for it, asking questions that no other cat would dream of. Where is the sun when its not here? How were cats created? These are the puzzling questions that roll around in his mind for days.He wants a positron that will let him attain this knowledge. Though he may thirst for knowledge he also has a thirst for a fight, he has fighting skills along with the will to use them. He does have a soft spot for kits and absolutely hates cats that kiss up to others to get what they want. Over all he is a cat of opposites, This cat is a true puzzle that would take a cats years to unravel. This is about him, but what has his life been like? Born to a rouge, Fall, he grew up fighting for his way and always trying to best the other cats. His father, Clash, had watched Brio since birth, apparently Brio was what he was looking for, strong, a fighter, and not afraid to kill. He took Brio one night leaving his mother and sibling's, who he has never seen since, behind. He trained Brio to fight, and kill with skill, not just blind fury. This went on for three moons, Brio getting stronger and his father training him till one night they ran into a band of cats. Although they didn't know it these cats were Crowclan, and Brio was on there territory. they fought a vicious battle, Brio's skill's helping him to take out two cats before he was over whelmed by the sheer number. In the end Clash was killed and Brio brought back to camp where after awhile he were allowed to join and later decided to pursue the path of a seeker, going through the trials and succeeding. He now puts his faith in the Dark Forest and His mind to learning all he can

Shadow Seekers


RaquelRped By: Gingerfurfirestar Raquel-Lets dance around the world, shall we? Let’s fly across the world. Let’s go back to a time where I was...loved. Raquel, you'd think she be of a Central American ancestry, well, your SADLY mistaken. Raquel, is passionately, Irish. Well, not really. You'd THINK that. For moons, she has had practice with sounding American. Well, when you’re stuck in the back of an exotic bird truck. Listen to a bird, that could speak, fluid English, and understandable speech. Before we go on, lets start from the beginning. First, Raquel's parents. Two Rouge's, well, abandoned kitty-pets. They were paired up as mates when they were old enough to have mewlers, which failed, many times. The she-cat, named Mid-Summer, miscarried around four litters, with three more still born litters, of five or more. It crushed her every time, and she never got over each failure, completely. As her mate, Nights-Dream, got more frustrated, he beat Mid-Summer, soon having mewlers, almost impossible. Almost... Soon, their owners, who were very old in the first place, died of old age, making, at the time, pregnant Mid-Summer, and Nights-Dream, abandoned. Nights-Dream, against Mid-Summer's will, took her outside, but she could only got about a mile and a half a day, depending if the moved at all. They stayed in allies, and on sidewalks for a long time, for Mid-Summer was afraid of getting stuck in the middle of the road. As we speed up a couple months, it comes to where the couple came to a road, small, dirt road. They decide to cross. As Mid-Summer walked across, the pains of labor started, and she fell in the middle of the road. She started into labor very early in the morning, but decided not to tell. Nights-Dream tried to get her up, but it was too late, a large truck struck both of them, killing Nights-Dream, and fatally injuring Mid-Summer, by having her under-belly sliced open, and the kits falling out through the cut. Four mewlers, two still born mewlers, one infected kit. But there was one survivor. This was little Raquel, but yet, she had no name, for her mother died, in convulsions, as she lost all her blood. The truck had stopped, and a two-leg had come out, and saw what had happened. He looked for any signs of life. He picked up the dead cats, and tossed them in the grass, even Raquel, but heard her squeak, and quickly grabbed her again. He took a towel, and wrapped her up, putting her into a cage in the back of his truck, marked, Rorry's Exotic Birds. That's where she grew up. All day, she'd ride around in the truck, being fed, and watered. She learned to love that truck, and her owner. Five months later, a little Sun Conure was put into the truck. He looked to Raquel, right away, and told her, his name. "My names Sunny," He squaked. "Yours?" His bright eyes flashed in curiosity. "I-Dunht, hauhveh, a naume, meh feeluoh buhrad," She studdered. Sunny laughed, with a slight churr in his voice. "Let's start from the beginning," By then, it was winter, and Sun Conure's were 'out of style,' and Sunny became the truck drivers pet, just like Raquel. Four months later, It was time for Raquel to pick a name for herself. "Ro-Roq-Raq-Raqun-Raque-Raquen-Raquel!" Raquel was so happy, until that faithful second, when they got in a car crash, and Raquel, and Sunny tumbled out. Sunny and Raquel was knocked out of his cage, she ran into the woods right by the road they were on. She heard him squawk a few times, until she found CrowClan. She has NO idea why she ran that way. Maybe she was listening to the squawks, or she was just pulled in by it, but there was one problem. Raquel's mind fired, and she became evil, and extremely sadistic. Her black, small, but tall frame, smelted into the shadows, coming out with violent purple eyes, and a philosophical look on life, but yet she could kill one cat after another. Yes, yes, we've all heard the same story. Good cat turns evil, strongest in the world. Lots of CrowClan cats seem like that, but yet, this is NOT Raquel. Even though she is sadistic, cruel, and kills many cats, its not like you can look past parts of her that seem...Over done...You find something, so much more. As Raquel figured different things, she found out what her 'friend' was keeping away from her. Her name was not special, as you don't hear about. All Raquel was, as a name originating from Spain, all it meant for, Rachel. Raquel was crushed, until she looked back to her beliefs, and began laugh, and laugh, and laugh. Until one day, she saw Brio, and took a trip with him to gather herbs. All she wanted to do was go into the See'rs' den and look around, but nooo, he would let her. From then one, she sweared, by her owner's truck, she'd become a Seeker, and finally show him what she could do, and get into the See'rs den. Now, she's still philosophical, sadistic, and evil, but, she's changed, from insane, to outrageous, to, just Raquel. Black cats play nice, only if they don't have violet eyes, but, there’s no meaning to not trying something, or figuring out the meaning. Look into your soul, see why I have no accent, to an accent is a broken crutch, until I found the swirling vortex, of life. Not one is the same to the other...I am Raquel, and I will not be called nothing. The blood of the evil runs through my veins, and I'll laugh in your face before the end of it. When you look at the big picture, the story repeats, even when you don't want them too...But I guess that’s how life goes. Repeat, repeat, repeat... . Mousey Rped by: Mousely This poor fellow looks like something dragged straight out of the sewer with his small build due to a lack of nutrition and raggedy, patchy fur. The color of which has faded over the moons, leaving him with dull brownish gold which covers the underweight tom from head to toe. His bones shape his body due to lack of muscle coverage, leaving each individual rib to press against his sides. His eyes almost look like empty black holes in his face, though upon closer inspection they are a faded blue. One would question how a tom so young ended up in this shape. The answer is simple. He was born to a kittypet owned by a cruel twoleg. When he was barely two moons old, he and his siblings were gathered up in a sack and thrown into a river. The current carried them into a wastage drain where he fought to open the sack, kicking the bodies of his dead siblings away. Mousy crawled out of the sack and entered the drain to find shelter. It ended up being his home for the next four moons, living off rats and other ghastly creatures that lived in down there. He eventually found his way out thanks to moons of searching although there was nothing for the kitten on the outside. He wandered, confused and changed by his time in the sewers eventually finding his way to CrowClan. It was the light he had been searching for in the darkness. The home that gave his heart a purpose to beat. Now the hard worn tom knows why he survived because he was made for survival. The strong survive and the weak perish. It's his golden rule. As one can imagine this tom isn't the most talkative, in fact he's quite reserved. Nor is he cheerful, but instead rather dreary. His voice carries a strange rough accent of one not used to speaking. He isn't comfortable with words and often messes up his sentences due to his life of solitude.

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			Meer A tom who shares the ash gray pelt of his younger brother, Meer struggles with just about every skill a cat could know due to the fact that he was born blind in one eye. He relies on his sibling for guidance but is very different from him- where Rue is sarcastic, he is kind; where he is go-with-the-flow, his littermate believes in his own claws. Meer has a "what could possibly go wrong attitude" that causes him to take instruction with a grain of salt and drag his brother into dangerous situations.Played by AloeFera~ Rammy Laugh in her face, I dare you, DARE you. Her life was a lie, even though not a one knew. Brio...That name seems familiar, and should, considering he's her half-brother, connected by their father. A suppressed memory, that was the difference between knowing her past, and what was the lie, of the lit shadows. Even though she is something of a twin, to the cat--Ramoura--in Litium, but, you know, there's no light without the darkness. She is the evil of the two sides. The Goddess of Shadows. Nothing you can say, to make her the one of any kindness, not even to her mate, Rue. She is a masked killer, and a strong believer, on the bloody inflicts, of the Dark Forest, her true home. The only connection between this world, and them, is the limbo, of the strange ways of the shadows. Her pelt is a simple black, and light gray under-belly, and paws. Not the colors you see at your death. The only thing you see, is the sea-blue eyes, that surely mark the gruesome, destruction of your body, and your mind. A secret, that goes back to the young ages, keeps her story alive. When she was born, the only thing she wanted, was the night shadows, and the warm, sticky blood of her four siblings to be shed. As the young moons grew on, her father only came around, at night. His name, Santarian. He taught her everything about fighting. They fought every night, silently, almost killing each other many times. A few moons later, she killed her whole family, except two. Her father, and her twin, which was taken away three moons before. She jumped out an open window, and ran across the woods, trying to cut off her pink collar many times. She almost gave up, when she heard a scuffle. She went to investigate. She found herself, under a cat, a bit larger than her, who thought of her as an attacker, and started fighting her. She fought, and called out to her dad, as if he would hear her...But he did, and turned around, then he heard his other name, Clash, from Brio. Rammy figured it out, her father had two different lives, but she made the memories stay away. As the fight proceeded, her collar was ripped off, and she saw the moment, where she could kill her father. Back turned, and teeth ready, she jumped on him, and killed him slowly. Right before he died, he told her something. "You are the shadows, the Goddess of the Shadows, and you are condemned to.." He died, as Rammy slashed his throat once more. As the cats, which turned out to be CrowClan cats, she followed them, finding CrowClan, and becoming a part of the hate, and the decrepit destruction. She smiled, and let the shadows engulf her, until Brio came, and she was pulled out, like a soul being pulled from the open heart strings. She finally found the memory of the last battle between her and her father. Brio will stat with her, even when she is out to kill any connections between her worlds, and the apprentice of the shadows will be Bliss, until the end, when the Shadows, Blissfulness, and Brisk Seers, see the darkness that is the only ones left to them. Where the beginning of half siblings, the middle shadows, and the end bliss, see the lovely dark light.Played by Gingerfurfirestar~* Aisling A song follows you through the trees, haunting you. Where is it coming from? A dark gray pelt slinks by you, green eyes flashing, another mystery. This is Aisling, a spirit of the forest. His namesake and him might not look the same, but they act similar. His siblings are all dead, his mother, Stealth, aloof, not caring. He's learned to live without her, and without his siblings. He never really cared for them anyway, though he mourns their passing. He knows who his father is, though his mother tried to keep it from him. He keeps it a secret, though everyone knows he's related to Everlastingstar. Aisling spends most of his days in the forest, wandering about aimlessly, seeing what he can find. He doesn't like to be around others, though he likes to follow Maraji and Lunari around sometimes, learning what they do. Everlastingstar doesn't put up with him, so he doesn't go anywhere near her. Despite this, he wants to have a family someday. Played by AloeFera~ Midnight This beautiful she-cat loves water. She is part of the group CrowClan and whenever she hunts she’s more likely than not brings back fish rather than the usual prey of the group she calls home. Loyal yet as firece as her Clanmates, this bright orange tabby is very unusual compared to her clanmates. The reason is simple - she wasn't born in CrowClan. She seems to have a touch of blood from the ancient Clan, RiverClan, but not even SHE is sure. Midnight is a gorgeous orange she-cat with darker tabby markings and delicate white paws. She loves all her siblings, even though she originally only liked Ivan. Sweet and compassionate rarely, Midnight doesn't know where her parents are or why they left her, only that they had left her in a ditch in CrowClan territory. She used to resent everyone except Ivan and Stealth, but that all changed after she returned from a long disappearance from CrowClan. When no one seemed to accept her in CrowClan, the she-cat, only a kit at the time, ran away, leaving her whole life behind her. She traveled a long way away, meeting many cats and eventually found two traveling cats, an orange tabby she-cat with white paws, muzzle, and underside and a calico tom. Midnight found them being attacked by a fox and Midnight's first instinct was to kill the fox. The she-cat, whose name turned out to be Dawn, and the tom, whose name was Dusk, reminded Midnight of her siblings, so she adopted Dawn as her sister and Dusk eventually became her mate. Midnight was growing homesick and headed towards CrowClan again but was held up when a couple of rogues attacked them. Midnight was left with a scar on her shoulder and on top of her head while Dusk and Dawn was killed. Midnight was furious but was forced to wait to heal her wounds.When Midnight was fit enough, at the age of six moons, she attacked the rogues. She was beaten back but killed one of the three of them. Midnight had to retreat once more, being scarred on her tail. Her right shoulder was now torn open about half-an-inch deep, giving Midnight a serious limp. Her left ear had been torn off, but she had been lucky enough to keep full hearing. Then her scarred tail, three slashes about two inches away from the tip, going up and down instead of along her tail. The second time she attacked the rogues, the age of eight moons, she got a scratch just above her eye, though IT didn't scar, and her left flank was scarred, causing her to limp heavier than before. She had managed to kill a second rogue on her second assault, and all that was left was their leader. When she reached ten moons she attacked once more, meeting the leader in the dead of night. He bore scars from her other assaults and she could see the bodies of the other two rogues behind him. She attacked him, landing on his back and biting his shoulder. He flung her off, pouncing on HER back and scarring her side with a bone-deep bite. Midnight ignored the bite, her eyes blazing a fiery red, and tore open the rogue's throat. She was forced to watch the rogue bleed to death and ran when the light faded from his eyes. She ran until she reached CrowClan once more. Then she collapsed. She was found by her brother, Meistro, and brought back to the camp only to learn the rest of her littermates were gone and assumed dead. Then and there she vowed never to kill another cat in cold blood and only if she absolutely HAD to. The end of her story as a loner, and the beginning of her new life back in CrowClan. Her eyes can be any color between ice blue and deep-ocean blue depending on her mood and they even turn red if she's in such a crazy rage that she can't feel anything, pain nor emotion. But ever since her disappearance it became extremely rare. Midnight may seem dark and shadowy at times but maybe the light of a full moon could brighten the shadows and sooth the fearsome. Rped by BluestarRocks!* ~Akaneu Feirce. Strong and muscular. Couragous and brave. These words describe this handsome grey tom with dark, almost violete eyes. Akaneu has a tough and tall build, towering over most other cats. The tip of his right ear is missing from a fight with a badger a long time ago. At times he may seem scary because he is more of a fighter than a lover. He doesn't spend his time pondering for a mate, though he wouldn't mind having one. He is very strong hearted, and his stubborness tends to get on others nerves. Akaneu isn't very kind unless around Mewlers, but he does have a small temper so you better watch your tounge. He won't suggest being the leader of a patrol or anything, but wouldn't object if he is chosen because some say he is a great leader, always staying on task and never letting his mind wander. Akaneu finds it very annoying when she-cats flirt with him, though he also finds it amusing. You can never really tell if he likes a she-cat or not, but when he plays along with their games, than that is a yes. He can be very confusing to others, and he perfers to keep it that way. Usually, you'll find him sitting alone because he tends to keep to himself. Socializing with others isn't really his thing unless he is invited over. Ever since he was a Mewler, he's known where his true loyalties lie, and that is with Crowclan and its leader.Rped by Firestrong ~/ArooBlack she cat with green eyes. She woke up in a strange land with no memory. The first thing she did was name herself, and her name came from the first sound she heard, the howling of wolves. When the wolves came, she fought them and killed most of them, the rest ran off. But she had been wounded in the fight. She eventually made her way to Crowclan, where her hatred to the world was helped to grow. She makes no friends, though has allies, allies that were made strategically so that she would always have someone to fight for her. But they mean nothing to her. Aroo's soul is darkness and her pleasure comes from fighting, and the mirth obtained by killing slowly. The depths of her soul yearn for kits, for maybe if she brings life into the world, then her soul would be healed. But those depths will take time to come up, and for now, Aroo is a ruthless killing machine. The only thing she is loyal to is Crowclan.Rped by Silverclaw101 ~/Veer* Have you ever felt like someone was watching you only to look around and find no one there? Chances are that Veer had been there, concealed. She is great at becoming invisible, even if her pelt would seem say otherwise. White, with black accents around her pretty face, her tail ringed with darker bands, her legs with fades tiger stripes, her eyes the orange that makes up the other part of the tigers pelt. She is most defiantly unique, standing out in Crowclan, the place she calls home. She and her brother Bash have lived in Crowclan since they were Mewlers, their mother having dies giving birth to them they were left to fend for themselves, but they took it all in stride becoming Stalkers early and showing the clan that they belonged here even if they had been abandoned. So watch your back, Veer is not picky about who she has to trample to get where she wants to go. Rped by .:Midnightfrost:. ~/Bash The polar opposite of his sister, where her fur is white his is black. White accents around his golden eyes, his tail white ringed, his legs tiger striped. Just like his sister yet so different. Where she is ambitious, he is content about his standings. Where she is quiet and thoughtful, he tends to be belligerent and hurried. Where she is smart he is strong, where she is a good hunter he is a good fighter. The two balance each other out in the way, fire and water do. Do they get along? Not so much, each believes that they are right. Though Veer dreams of one day holding power, Bash just wants to live his life, maybe even have a mate and kits, maybe that will come very soon… Rped by .:Midnightfrost:. ~/Chrys Sassy. Major back-talker. She has an outer shell that may make you want to come over to her and smack her senseless. It's just what CrowClan has done to her. She used to be a kind cat, one who always did things for the good of others. The savior of the weak. Of course, when she came across her mother, dead, with 3 out of 4 kittens alive, she took immediate action to try and find somewhere where they could be raised, for she couldn't do it herself. After escaping death's clutches multiple times, she came upon CrowClan, exhausted. And she demanded they take care of the kittens. What she didn't know was that they're killers. So they took the kittens, but decided to attack her. She unhappily obliged. But after she'd taken care of the kittens, she'd developed skills: taking down a fox, fending off predators who wished for a kitten for lunch, and finding weak spots. She'd managed to disable three before CrowClan claimed they were impressed by her skills and let her join. And no, she didn't kill any. It was her savior side, y'know? When she'd accidentally killed one cat, she vowed to never kill again, only if it meant a life-or-death situation. After a while in CrowClan, their attitudes and personalities started to affect her. Chrys the Kind was now Chrys the You-Don't-Bother-Me-Or-I-Injure-You. From time to time, her savior side shows. Like when someone's hurt and is in need of assistance. About her appearance, she has milky gray fur, fur that illuminates the dark. Her eyes are an indescribable mixture of amber and blue, an awkward mix. Her tail is halved due to a fox incident. She claims that she is not going to fall victim to love, but you never know. Someone out there just might spark her interest. Her siblings are Celtic, Lilith, and Dilemma, whom she love dearly. I don't suggest thinking about damaging them; you'll end up with no limbs. Rped by Augustxlove.~ /Vitality- long legs, sweeping tail, sleek gray pelt, ruffled beige ears, eyes as black as darkness in its truest, purest, most simplistic form. Vitality is attractive, yes, but not quite overly so. She is mesmerizing, but not always in a good way. In a haunting way. Her eyes are like endless, dark voids that you seem to fall into and plummet so far down you can't tell which way is up. She has a frightening effect on most cats, though the more prideful or authoritative ones tend to challenge her. She has no problem with being challenged, and takes threats to heart. She loves threats, for she can turn them around on the person who posed the threat, twist them into a nightmare that her enemy has instead of her. She can induce great fear when she wants and has a stare that makes you feel like jelly, a stare lacking the presence of pupils. She loves to see the process of the development of fear. She feeds on other cats' pain, for it takes away her own pain, because deep inside she knows there is a monster lurking, and she herself is afraid of what she has become. But then the monster takes over, and she plants her deadly seeds of doubt and takes her reward. She wants to be greatly revered. Maybe someday she will do anything to achieve that.euphoria /Nefaria She’s not a cat you would mess with, and few do. She’s got a real temper, and for that, most of her clanmates, kin or otherwise, tend to stay away. It gets lonesome, she’ll easily admit it, but she would rather be on her own if that’s what it takes. She’s solitary. Seldomly seen, seldomly heard. It is to the point where her voice, normally a thick honey, is scratchy and forced when she talks. Even though she doesn’t verbally communicate, it doesn’t mean she is stupid though. No. Many assume that since she is basically a loner, that she wouldn’t know half of what she does. Just because she’s not a chatty Cathy, it doesn’t mean she doesn’t listen. It is for that reason, when if a cat does question her, her first response is ‘Don’t think I don’t know’. Meaning, just because she doesn’t care to share, it doesn’t mean she isn’t a wealth of knowledge. Most likely, she’s one of the smartest cats in the clan! How? She’s always lurking, and she hears everything. She’s keen to pick lies from truth, and has an even keener sense of both vision and hearing. For that reason, she is also a decent hunter. She’s not great, but she isn’t an ameture. One thing she is great at though is battling? Why? Cats don’t expect her if they don’t know her. She’s particularly small, so most assume she is weak. She’s an easy target, so many think. But, oh, are they wrong! Unleashing her battling side is unleashing the strengths of her mother, and many others in which she has scavenged her knowledge from. One of her favorite things to do is watch mentors train their prowlers. She, like the prowlers, has the mindset that there is always something new to learn. Anyways, you probably want to know what she looks like now, correct? Well, she’s pretty. She’s lean, but tiny, and is toned. Not over muscular, but toned. She is almost an exact replica of her mother, Ivy, with blue-grey fur and ivy green eyes. Over all, she is normally silent, and in that silence, she is mysterious and deadly ( Will edit )Neonessence/Heart- Ever wondered what pure desire felt like? The feeling of want tugging at your belly, echoing in your head and causing your heart to pound. Desire. Every cat has it. The desire to fight. The desire to find love. The desire to find the truth. When one desires something, the sense overwhelms them, sending a chill down their spine. /Desire/. One thing that she wants most. Just the sensation of desire would make her happy. She's living a lie, this cat. A never-ending lie that keeps spiraling out if control. A lie that could potentially put her in danger. She knew of Coal's treacherous forbidden love with a DayClan warrior. She knew nothing good would come of it. Yet she kept her lips sealed, promising to never speak of it around the other CrowClanners. And so she did. She kept it all a secret, telling herself in her mind that everything would be okay. But it wasn't. Nothing would ever be the same. Her strikingly orange pelt is criss-crossed with lighter orange stripes. Only once is the pattern broken. Once, along her lithe frame, is the criss-crossing broken. In between her shoulder blades is a distinctive red spot, shaped just like a heart. That's it. Her lovely stripped pattern broken only /once/ by that heart. That bloody red spot is what truly stands out on her gleaming fur. It's the sort of heart that you never wish you had. A heart that represents nothing but pain and sorrow. A heart that stands for her. 'Heart,' they named her. 'Heart,' to represent pain and suffering. 'Heart,' to stand for her own self. When you stare into her eyes, you can almost taste the blood that has stained her claws. The blood of her enemies. The blood of her Clanmates as she stood over them, sadness clear in her expression. The blood of birds and snakes and other creatures that roam through CrowClan's marshy territory. Blood is something she never wanted to see. Is poisons the soul, itdoes. Poisons the soul like an adder's bite. Something she never wished to witness. She's seen it. The carnage that death brings. The emotional toll it holds on others. She knows the pain too well. She was there when that faithful day came. The day that keeps replaying over and over in her mind. The day that Coal was killed. Brutally slaughtered by badgers, tying to protect Storm and Ash. The day when she had to break the sad news to Shadow, the news that her father and brothers had been killed. It had been coming, ever since Coal had taken the DayClan warrior as a mate. He brought three of the kits to be raised in his own beloved Clan, hoping that their half-Clan heritage would be forgotten when they grew up to be fierce, loyal CrowClan stalker. That was all put on hold the day they were ripped apart at the claws of angry beasts. Heart keeps reliving that day in her dreams; their agonized screams, the stench of blood in the air, the growling of the lumbering creatures as they destroyed their victims. It's no wonder she keeps quiet when Shadow comes around; she does it for the sake of the tiny she-cat, who had lost the only family she ever knew. The only family Heart ever had was her mother and her single sister, whom she has grown apart from. Heart had a friend once, a possessed she-cat that went by the name of Hasna. The two of them were the best of friends... until Hasna disappeared. Heart's world shattered around her. She had just lost the only friend she had ever made. Not once does she speak of her old friend, long forgotten in the minds of her Clanmates. Instead, she tries to be the best she can, putting on a brave face despite the nightmares she has every night. If she shows her distress, her Clanmates will think of it as a weakness, an excuse to train her more vigorously. If Heart seems out of sort, it's safe to say that she just wishes to be left alone. Rped by WarriorsCatsRock219~OpalCold? NO not this she-cat! she would rather save a kit that watch it die, while licking her paw! this light brown tabby loves to hunt, fish, and play with the mewlings. But when duty calls she would be the first one there. Her heart is always open for a good kill! some of her weaknesses would be, swimming, but she has Great night vision. her Dark brown eyes will be the last thing you see if you mess with this girl!Rped by: ilovewarriors124~ Soul Soul is a long haired black Tom with amber eyes. Soul does not talk soul doesnt plan soul does not have mercy.... Soul just kills. Soul has no compassion the only thing he cared about was his sister spirit but spirit was killed by a band of rogues, after his sisters death soul left his life as a kittypet and tracked down and killed his sisters killers. Soul thought he would be at piece after that but it didn't, he grew short tempered and most cats who stood up to him didn't survive to tell the tale, all soul was looking for was peace, and one day a small she-cat came to him and told him about a clan where outcast like himself could live in peace, so they went out and found the clan becoming part of it Soul still doesnt talk to many cats besides the she-cat who had found him he feels oddly comforted around her but he doesn't know why.Rped by Risingfire ~ Reef Out of her litter, she is easily the most conspicuous. Reef tends to be more boisterous and outgoing rather than sedate and monotonous like her siblings are. Her disposition is overall joyous and exuberant, though calm and indifferent when needed. Never does she worry about what may happen tomorrow, it's always about here and now. She pays no heed to the past, nor does she hold a grudge. If you did something to upset her yesterday, just forget it because it won't matter to her the next day. Reef finds tranquility in the little things around her. The sky on a cloudless day, the way the sun makes the snow glitter, the songs of the birds on a spring day, all of it has great significance to her. One of the most noticeable about Reef is her transcendent beauty. She wears the distinct color splotches of a calico, yet they are not the same colors. Patches of lilac and ivory paint the snowy base of her coat. Her name comes from her eyes. A coral reef is the home for a vast amount of sealife and it is full of vibrant colors, though the most prominent is blue. Her splendorous eyes match that blue right down to the florescent glow it gives off. It's hard not to watch her because everything she does seems so enthralling and mesmerizing. Perhaps the most capivating being her mellifluous laugh. Maybe that laugh will be the thing the captures the heart of the tom of her dreams.Rped by Cicleywhisker~/BlitzOriginal. He is one of the original cats to Crowclan. Born to Savannahstar, grandson of Rosestar and great grandson of Dampstar the first leader of Crowclan. He is a savannah breed cat, bronze-amber in color with dark markings of his breed. His eyes are light green and very shiny. When Blitz was born he and his brother were praised. They were destined to lead one day, since they are leaders blood. But it never happened... not yet at least. His goal is to take lead once again, but for the most part he is just glad to be home again. Blitz is a strong hearted cat that is maybe a little soft for Crowclans liking, though he still has an 'evil' side to him. But he has been hurt emotionally before and his only fear is having it happen again. While he stayed in Primal Instinct he had fallen in love. But the cat he loved rejected him for another cat. In this low point in his life he set out to regain himself. Rped by Paranormalseduction~/ Spectre Once upon a time, Spectre was a loner, living peacefully in an abandoned barn but traveling from time-to-time. On her travels, she met a haggard she-cat who went by the name of Evangeline. After a little while, the two cats became friends. One night, when the two cats were sheltering from the rain in a hollowed out tree, Evangeline told Spectre the story of her past. She mentioned a blood-thirsty Clan, full of hatred and anger. A cat by the name of Brio popped up more than once, her voice had been full of endearment. More names were mentioned. Everlastingstar, Rue, Emmie. At the time, Spectre was shocked that she had left, because this Clan sounded perfect. She was fed up with living alone, she wanted to hunt and protect friends and family, that's what real cats should do. So, the dark-pelted she-cat set off, towards her destined Clan. She still missed Eva, but knows she can't speak about her in CrowClan. However much this she-cat seems to like darkness, blood and anger, she has a sincere, kind heart inside, wrapped up in a shell. All you have to do it look closely. RPed by Peach.Blossom/MelodicThere is a beautiful sound in the distance. You draw near, almost charmed by the captivating noise. When the music is at its loudest, you notice it is actually a voice singing. And before you bat an eye, guess what? You're dead. Beauty killed the unsuspecting listener. Yes Melodic is a gorgeous killer. So don't let her cute appearance fool you. She has pretty red fur, like a fox. Spots that are just a shade or red darker line her pelt, especially under her eyes like freckles. Speaking of her eyes they are ocean blue, sparkling like glitter. And before you fall under her spell you must listen to her voice. It is perfectly pitched and amazingly smooth. Melodic is a cruel she cat however. She has an undeniable thirst for blood that can control her morals. But then again she has never really had much moral to start with. Before living in Crowclan Melodic would go around killing any cat she liked without a care. In her hungry months she would kill others for their prey. But the most horrid thing she had done was killing a litter of newborn kittens after she found them and their mother who died in birthing. When she found Crowclan she knew joining would be a grand adventure, and so far it has been. She will be loyal to them til she dies.Rped by ParanormalseductionPyrusA flickering flame in the middle of a blizzard. The last ember of a dying winter fire. A Blazing inferno of a wildfire as it courses across a drought stricken prairie. Pyrus, the element of fire. A tom that seems to embody the very essence of the word, element and meaning. His pelt often compared to flame, light ginger underneath the swirls of dark ginger tabby markings, like with a flame licks up the bark of a log swirling with colors of yellow, orange and blue. His paws and lower legs look as if charred to a reddish-brown hue gradually spotted up his legs till it is gone completely. His eyes, oh his deep blue raging eyes. They burn like the hottest part of the fire dancing as though they were to never dance again. With all of this raging color and chaos you would think that his personality would reflect this and you would think right. He is hot headed, arrogant, and fiery. Not exactly the best qualities but get him to open up and you might get a glimpse of the calm beneath the storm a sweet tom that is easy going, loyal but has a spirit that is just as fiery. To go with that personality is a will that match his pelt, fire. He has a lust for battle and for a good reason. He is unmatched in Crowclan nor has he for one outside. He has a natural ability to lead and often heads up patrols and takes all his duties seriously. He hopes that Ruenstar will see this one day. Now he has a brother who he thought was long dead in Nightclan, actually he is the Deputy of Nightclan. Maybe one day they will cross paths. So, we will end this with a question, well two. Have you ever seen a cat with a name that fits him so well? Have you ever seem a cat more capable… Rped by .:Midnightfrost:.~/Shadow-Dark as night. Cold as ice. Hard as stone. About as friendly as an adder. This is one cat you don't want to trifle with. Her claws are dangerously sharp and curved, perfect for ripping apart flesh in the blink of an eye. She's poised to kill, this little cat. Call her an angel and she'll just laugh; call her a demon, and she'll tear you to pieces. You could call her bipolar if you wanted to get your muzzle slashed. She could be a real sweetheart one minute and be pinning you down with a claw at your throat the next. Loyal, yet treacherous all at once. 'The shadow of death,' they call her. Born in DayClan but raised in CrowClan, this little girl would always be looked down upon. Her mother was a DayClan she-cat; her father, a CrowClan warrior. One of six born from the litter, one of three to be sent to her father's Clan. The only one of the three to survive. By accident, perhaps, but possibly not. Her father knew it was against CrowClan law to take a mate from another Clan, and yet he did. The consequences were... dire, to say the least. He mysteriously vanished along with her two brothers Storm and Ash, and yet she was allowed to say. She didn't know why; perhaps the Clan saw something in her that they didn't in her siblings. Her fur is the color of a moonless night, a dark abyss that seemingly stretches on forever. Yet her eyes are a chilling, icy blue that pierce the soul, freezing the blood in your veins. Always watching. Always waiting. A smile rarely ever makes its way into her lips; she pushes away the emotion if happiness, treating it as though it were some sort of poison that is almost as deadly as the Clan she lives in. She's the type who likes to give orders, not take them. She's quite a pawful, she is. She pretends to listen, but she's really just thinking of ways to aggravate someone. She's always in trouble over one thing or another. Her name? They call her Shadow.Death. Destruction. Never-ending pain. She brings them all. They trail behind her like a kits behind their mother. Living in CrowClan, death and destruction were two things she knew all too well. The Clan lives among death and destruction. Death and destruction, death and destruction... two words that she lives and breathes. As for the pain, well... she knows the pain. The pain of losing her father. The pain of losing her brothers. She knows it, embraces it, keeps it as her own. She sees pain as something that can make a cat stronger. Death. Destruction. /Pain./ Three simple words that mean so much more to her. This little 'shadow of death' sure is deadly. When you look behind you and see her eyes, you're already dead. She's got the silence of a hawk, the strength of a badger, and the speed of a rabbit. Whatever you do, don't get on her bad side; that's just asking for death. Roleplayed by WarriorsCatsRock219 /Jay Jayis a jet black she-cat with blue,pool like eyes. She is kind, brave, talkative, and very energetic. Surprisingly she has a vast knowledge of things. She loves to fish and swim. Her long muscular legs helps her climb trees and to run fast.she has a soft spot for kits and hopes that some day she will have kits of her own,but don't underestimate her, when it comes to protecting her clan she is the enemy's WORST NIGHTMARE! She had a horrible childhood and she usually dose not like to talk about it, but that dose not stop her from making friends and acting friendly. Rped by: jayfeather567 /Target A coal black tom with deceiving, sly, bright-red eyes with a faint rim of pale red in the center, brimming with trickery and mischief. Target is one of the largest Stalkers that no one would want to fight, whether it be fear of his alleged ferocity or a fear of being crushed beneath his immense size, and his bad temper doesn’t help. Even though most think he’d kill any cat in a heartbeat, he hasn’t felt the joy of relishing in a kill of his own kind in several seasons, saving it for only special occasions. He manipulates others to do his biddings, whether by warping their minds against someone so much they hunt the other cat down until he or she is dead, though also ultimately spelling their own death, or using his cunning mind and sharp wits to convince another to join HIS side. He has two sons and a daughter, one of his sons hunting him down because of one of his ‘special occasions’. He supposedly killed his mate in revenge of his son, Darkstream, who betrayed him. He never wanted to kill his mate. He loved her, and she loved him, but he just went crazy and did the one thing he never wanted to do. Since that day he has always regretted killing her as he thought, though she’s actually hiding from him in Renegade Regime. Target has always been looking for another mate, hoping there will be another one like the last cat kill he thinks ever made with his own paws, Nature. Maybe, if the right cat comes along, they could mend his ravaged heart and save him of becoming a target that doesn’t survive. Rped by BluestarRocks! /Emerald On the outside, Emerald is tough. And mean. Her tongue is as sharp as her claws, and she uses it all the time. But inside, she has a good and caring heart, and she will do the right thing in the end. She arrived in Crow Clan as a kit, young, quiet, kind. But after moons of harsh training, she hid her kind interior under a shell of anger and mistrust. Emerald is an excellent fighter, and not too bad with hunting. She has never told anyone in Crow Clan about her past, and never will. She wants only to serve her clan as well as she can, and go to Star Clan one day, because she believes in Star Clan. Rped by §Symphony§/Raven -- Raven is a pure black tom cat with sharp emerald green eyes. He has a very slim and slender body, making him a skilled fighter. Now Raven much resembles Shadow, his twin brother, but there are some slight differences between the two of them. Raven is a soft cat with a huge heart. HI is very troublesome and loves to play pranks. He loves to get into trouble and always has since he was a mewler. He is normally speaking in unison with his brother which many cats hate because it only makes them harder to tell apart. No cat has ever been able to pick the two of them apart, only they know which one is Shadow and which one is Raven. When they were young they found this hurtful and depressing until their friend came and opened them up and they were able to play a game with it. And now with this in their heads they make a game out of everything. Yes he can be a bit rude, but if you ever get Raven alone, you will notice something different about him, he is much kinder. He is very calm and easy to get along with.Rped by TheTwilightDance/ ShadowCat's bio: Pure black as the dark of night. Comes the beast with dashing emerald eyes. Yes this is Shadow, not Raven. They are twins they are next to impossible to tell apart, but if you care to try to know them, it is nothing. He is very mysterious and loves to play games he makes up with his brother. He enjoys watching cats struggle to guess which one of them is which and failing. He is much like his brother, sly and mysterious, with a body built for fighting. Now the only thins that makes him and his brothers are their personalities away from each other. When you get Shadow alone he is very panicky and a bite ruder then normal. He is always worrying about his brother, and at times they act like lovers, but there is nothing between then besides being brothers. Ever since they were young cats no cat was able to tell them apart, not even their own mother. After a while it became nothing and they decided to have fun with it and they made up their games that they make everyone play!Rped by: TheTwilightDance /RippleT his short-haired dappled gray tom is very playful, but can itch for a fight at times. He had a brother, Ninja, but he passed away from sickness. Ripple has very long legs and does not fear water. Always aware of his surroundings, he can hear even the faintest of footsteps. He is a great fisherman and hunter, catching prey with extreme ease. He can also walk through water so quietly that he barely makes a ripple, which contributes to his name.Rped by:ShellPelt Fern black she-cat with blue eyes and a kind face. very sweet and selfless. good at hunting and fighting makes up for being sweet. she loves to fight. she hates to kill but will if she has to. toms love her. her family was tragically killed by clan-hating rouges. all she has now is a desire for revenge on rouges.and her clan, CrowClan. loves to climb and is very very clever. she also has yellow tufts on her ears.Rped by Bluestar757XenonShadows collect in the weirdest of places, a tell tale sign that he’s there. I mean, he’s a master of being able to hide, that’s for sure. It’s not hard when you’re a tom the color of shadows. You see, his pelt is represented by five different shades of grey, each a little lighter than the one above, until you get to his white underbelly. His eyes are the color of an aquamarine, or teal even, sphere. They are often amused, an emotion he likes to show. Xenon is what you may call “different”. He’s blunt, and doesn’t care wo you are. He will tell you how it is. He also has a talent for saying anything everyone else is to cowardly to say themselves. He’s not a cat with a lot of fans, but when he does score an associate, they are typically she’s. He’s a very confidant cat, with his chin often held high and a smile on his face. He isn’t the best at hunting though. He’s much better at fighting, which comes easily to him seemingly as he’s about twice the size of any normal cat his age. He was born and raised under the Crow’s spell, and he doesn’t wish to be anywhere else. He was born to parents Nefaria and Genesee, and he adores his mom. His dad? Well, not so much. The two never really clicked, seemingly as Genesee never comes around the clan much. So, whatever. But anyways, the next time shadows collect in what you find a weird spot, assume Xenon is there, and ready to pounce. Rped by Neonessence .Cerebellum Tortuous. This fair she-cat will have you begging on your knees for her attention. Why you might ask? It's simple. Cerebellum doesn't crave the spotlight, she owns it, by being the perfect little she-cat. Several find her annoying because she does everything perfectly. She listens to direction and she never strays from camp unless given permission. She plays fair and even pulls you into her soulful eyes with her sweet personality. As if graced by an angel's beauty, Cerebellum is blessed with a becoming appearance. It's hard to say no to such an adorable pixie-like face and baby blue eyes. Especially one that holds a deep, dark secret. Cerebellum's persona is a lie. She mimics emotions well and will make you believe in her lies. A pathological liar since birth, this she-cat's uncanny ability to trick others in unrivaled. With her persuasive tongue leading the way, this she-cat will have you doing whatever she wants, no matter how much it hurts those around her. With her baby-doll appearance of dark cream fur and baby blue eyes, this stunning little cat will have you fooled. A master at appearing dainty, fragile and helpless, this little black widow is spinning the web of your death. Don't you want to play her little game? Cerebellum will be waiting. Formerly a SpringClan cat, she ran away to join CrowClan. After her recent failure in killing Duckwaddle, she had to leave. She is eagerly awaiting to prove herself here in CrowClan. A deep believer in the Dark Forest, she will do whatever it takes to be important. Even murdering someone.Played by Palisade Pandora A pale grey she-cat with lavender eyes that appear purple when it’s dark. She is a mellow cat but fights like a demon in battles. She likes to be out when it’s cold and likes to occasionally play with the kits. She has a harsh bite and a sharp tongue when provoked. She is a good friend but is not one to trust others. She is an amazing hunter and a swift fighter. She is one of the fastest cats in Crowclan and good with stealth.She is very convincing and can bend others to her will. She gives herslef for no one. RPed by SiverMist Aren A silver tom with sky blue eyes. He is fun to be around and is humorous. He is hard to bring down and even harder to kill. He is cruel and sadistic and battle. His primal instinct is to kill without question. He is a swift runner and will strike fast and hard. He will prolong his prey’s death as long as he can, torturing them for the joy of it.He always likes to be out and hates being stuck in camp. Her prefers the cold and hates the sun. RPed by SiverMist Alexandria A sleek black she-cat with taunting emerald green eyes flecked with gold. Alexandria is quick to pick up things from other cats, such as if they had a serious injury or the way they think in battle, giving away their next move. Her past is a secret laced with lies and great miseries that nobody can relate to. Those taunting eyes of hers lure in many toms, but they also hide a dark, overwhelming secret. One she can ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ share. Her trust in any male cat vanished when her brother tried to murder her for reasons she has yet to tell any cat. Alexandria's kin, her root family has been rumoured to have died in a fire; a rumour she gladly adopted. The secrets inside her are overwhelming, trying to break loose, but she doesn't have anyone to confide in... Alexandria's contemplated suicide multiple times, always shot down by her want to fight in battle, despite her smaller compact build. To feel flesh tear beneath her claws. To taste blood trickle down her throat. She needs to confide in someone, she needs to be ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ. Rped by CruelSimplicity Froth Froth is a lithe, headstrong she-cat that couldn't be any more stuck up. Her lithe ginger and white tabby pelt is a quite the wonder. She appears to be a splotched she-cat from afar but from closer up it's clear that this she-cat is a striped cat. With a golden-orange colored pelt she blends in partially with her surroundings. Dark orange stripes her whole body, while a seemingly large splotch of white covers her paws, and underbelly. Her face is filled with the golden-orange and dark stripes, but as you go down to her maw there will be a large fill of white. While the rest of her face is white, there is one part in particular that has a light orange on it. Her light green eyes seem to change depending on where she is. Sometimes her eyes can look blue, or gray. But mainly these beautiful orbs appear as green. Froth hates everything dirty, her pelt is always kept and she never dares to go near puddles. She doesn't care if it's her life, she will argue with anyone no matter what. She seems to whine constantly, but she believe's she is simply stating the cons of...Well, everything. Many cats refrain from talking to her, but most older stalkers respect her and give her plenty of attention. She is constantly praised by the older members of Crowclan. But she still has her own click, or posse. If you cross her, Froth will make sure she gets her revenge. Rped by: DrAnonymous Nevermore Nevermore Nevermore! Screams the Raven in the window. This is Nevermore, a cautious, over protected tom with nothing to protect. Nevermore Nevermore! This purpley raven-like tom has very dark blue eyes. Nevermore Nevermore! Will you quit it!? Nevermore? -Sigh- Say it out loud by the book self. Nevermore! Anyways. This tom is a raven-like tom with a white tipped tail like a Crow with white tipped wings. Yes, Thats it. Nevermore!! Yes Nevermore! Become a Raven and spread your wings...When the time is right....NOW...Fly little Nevermore and find your true lesson in life!.....That lavas to hot to fly through, and your enemies weren't close enough buddy. Your wings are burnt. Nevermore....Keep your caution complete from unlike your father, who died from the fate of letting his low guard down. Poor Raccoon. Rp'd by Gingerfurfirestar King He is a slick black cat with brown eyes. He may be somewhat small in size compared to other Toms but don't let that fool you. King is incredibly smart and clever, being able to spin lies more easily than others. He is a little strange and has been made fun at because of it. Although he never backs down from a fight when given one. He likes using his smarts rather then getting his claws dirty; he can get other cats to do the dirty work for him. Rped by: Ghostheart11 Zayd Tall and looming, he is as intimidating as any cat you'll ever see. His fiery orange pelt is like a flame that never dies, burning bright wherever he goes. Icy blue eyes are the total opposite of his pelt. They can freeze a cat to it's spot in an instant with a glare. If you think about it, his total appearance is an oxymoron. Icy eyes and a fiery pelt. It just shows you how strange this cat is. His mood is usually one of determination, though it isn't uncommon to see him irritated by one of his clan-mate's mouse brained actions that he has to go fix. Zayd is like the go to cat. He accepts whatever assignment is given to him without question. He doesn't whine like some pathetic cat because he didn't get his way. He shows respect to only those who deserve it, and if you even think you'll get it just because you're his clan-mate, well, you should expect to hear Zayd's booming laugh aimed at your foolishness. This tom is almost impossible to impress. He's got that, been there done that attitude that will probably drive you berserk. He's the cool cat that others are trying to be, but never will. Zayd can be arrogant, but what do you expect when you're as slick as him? It comes naturally.Rped by :Owlfeather: Takeshi It starts with one thing. Eventually it leads to another. No matter how hard you try, there's no way of winning. Everything you make falls apart, and nothing matters. Life can be bright or dull, but that's not how it is here. You must depend on yourself and no one else. Give no trust out, protect yourself. If you let your guard down, someone may back-stab you while you're down and blindsided. This is all Takeshi knows. Everything seems unreal, killing his family without will power. Blood lust is all he cares for now. He doesn't even recognize when his own brother is speaking to him. His cruel heart was smashed and spat on, his mind demented and folded like a useless piece of trash. He pushed himself to form a great warrior, a fierce one to say the least. Takeshi has jet black fur and red-brown eyes that glare everywhere he looks. His muscles are large as well as his frame. He never gives up under any circumstance and isn't anywhere near forgiving. As a kit he was mocked by everyone near him, even his father. The only one who ever listened was his twin Takashi and his mother, Rina. He adored his mother and her beauty, seeing her as more of a goddess he needed to hide from any harm. He vowed to protect her and not allow anyone to hurt her, physically nor emotionally. Takeshi wasn't afraid to swat even his father away from teasing his mother. Soon, other cats became agitated by not being able to talk to Rina without a thorough beating from her son. They began being even more hostile to him than they normally were. Even his siblings, excluding Takashi, chanted terrible songs about him dying and being a disappointment. He couldn't take it any longer. He was being made fun of and his mother was oblivious to it. He went to her, tears streaming down his face. He looked pitiful and weak. Rina listened to his weeping, but didn't do anything about it. "Be strong, my eldest." She told him the first day. "Some obstacles are hard to overcome, but not impossible. Nothing is." These words gave him some comfort and faith, but it was all false. His siblings continuously stabbed his heart, and he tried to ignore it, as if nothing was happening. After a few days though, he snapped. He lashed out on everyone, his conscious gone, as if a demon entered his body and took over. Before he knew it, he had murdered two of his siblings and injured the other two. When his mother came and saw what he did, tears coming and a devastated cry piercing through the area, sending chills down the spine of the ones who heard it. The cry brought him back to his normal and somewhat weak self. He was extremely tired, his energy drained. He collapsed to the ground and everything blacked out. When his reddish eyes opened, he awoke to see his runt brother by his side and the other three in front of his crying parents. Takeshi couldn't move much, but could just swivel his ears to listed to the adult's conversation. "He's terrible. He needs to be sentenced to death." His father commented about his son who was already his size. Rina shook her head. "He's still my baby... But I agree, he should live somewhere else. We can't have him killing out pure heart." She glanced back to the two twins in the comfy nest and just barely noticed Taleshi's eyes flutter, their depths showing surprise, and most of all, pain. /I trusted you../ He thought looking away from his mother in anguish. "I'll go. I don't want to hurt you." He growled though his lips, forcing himself up, his legs crying out but his mind too proud to allow them mercy. "Tell Takashi I'm seriously sorry about putting him in pain like this." He stormed out of the den quickly, not looking back. His father ran out after him and his mother stayed in the den, heartbroken and baffled. "Wait!" His father called. Takeshi turned around, obviously not happy about being followed. "Get back, rat scum." He retorted. Knowing his father, he wouldn't take that. "Say somethin', mouse brain?" He spat, flinging a blow at his face, and missed by a hair. Ryo kept attacking, planning to drive his own son away. The young tom didn't give up and attacked back, meeting all turns and swerves in his father's battle style and even overpowering one in a while. A sly grin came upon his face and he soon had Ryo pinned to the ground, holding a single deadly claw to his throat. "Giving up already, daddy?" He taunted, digging in in his neck to draw blood but not kill...yet. His father smiled. "Takeshi, you made me proud. Send me away, lock your heart!" He cried, blood spurting from his mouth. The jet black tom killed his father, staining his fur with scarlet splatters and his paws dyed the color. He left his father, not looking back at it. When he took a turn, he saw his brother. He looked like he saw his father murdered, but didn't say a word about it. "Take me with you." Takashi insisted, unsheathing his claws just in case of attack. He was terribly weak though. He was the pure one the parents were talking about, no doubt. With his kind heart and it being made of gold, Takeshi didn't know if the runt could take it. "Fine, but if you die, I'm not burying you." That sounded like heaven ringing bells to his younger brother. And so, the two brothers ventured and found Crowclan, finding it to Takeshi's taste. They joined and became stalkers, but still with very different personalities. Takeshi continued to be ruthless and deadly, not caring for anyone. Although he is kinder to his twin than anyone else. He has no soft spot but his past, which only Takashi knows about. He is a wonderful battler and hunter and loves the feel of killing. He is terrible at anything skillful like swimming or climbing. He isn't very well balanced either, but he isn't fat. Sure, his weight is surprising, but he prefers to remain thin and keeps his fur sleek and shiny. It isn't unusual for him to be mean and rude, and definitely to look somewhat cool. He is an idol to his younger brother, who he can manipulate easily, although he tries not to. It is hard for him to follow orders, so a clan might not have been the best idea, but he doesn't have plans to leave until something big happens. He tries to attend lots of gatherings to see other cats and possibly victims.... Watch out. RPed by Ghostwhisper103 Takashi Everybody's having a good time. Laughing. Chattering. Playing. How it used to be; as Takashi remembers it. Back when He lived with his siblings and parents. Carefree in a world of love. This is how he pictures his future too, all but now his family is mostly dead. To his delight, though, his older twin and idol is still alive. He holds the eldest title, while Takashi is considered a runt. He is very small and lithe, his dark fur sleek and shiny, his appearance like his older brother. All but the eyes. His brother's hold evil and darkness in the amber and red depths, but Takashi has green and amber, making a hazel type color. His eyes hold peace and love, gently caressing who he looks over. It's a terrible mistake to call him weak though. He has a creepy laugh that starts all the trouble. When he's irritated this laugh will come and bring terror. This laugh is the remembrance call of his mother's death cry, ringing though his veins. The sound is very disturbing and if you hear it; run away. Soon after his eyes seem to dilate and dull out. His fur ruffles, making his appearance messy and dangerous. After that, his mind goes blank. He lashes out, using his swiftness instead of power. He keeps silent while in battle, not taunting or even trying to heat up his opponent. He is like a mixture between his parents; his father's insanity and blood lust while also having his mother's silence and resistance in battle. When in war, he can't control himself. He hates battling and prefers more productive activities like hunting. Takashi is very creative, being able to do many things and he is wonderful at them. If you look close, he grimaces when he hunts, not liking the feel of blood in his claws. He has big sights for the future, hoping to do the best for his dear clan and to please them in any way he can. He has a secret confession inside his heart though. He enjoys being treated badly, hence why he stays with his brother. He kind of likes the feel of his blood boiling and the anger burning inside. It makes him feel... Strong. While he was young he was always ignored by everyone, even Takeshi. He was the smallest and was swatted off like a fly. This changed after his twin killed his family though. When Takashi got his ear cut deep and a long scar running down his hindquarter he felt the sensation he needed. To be put in his place. And he accepted it. This pain was natural, but was it really normal to enjoy it? He didn't care much though. So, after his father was killed, he aspired to stay with his brother forever, to be a slave in his name, a machine. He provided company and even annoyance, but still, a good conscience was needed to keep Takeshi from destroying everything. After they started their journey together, it was quite awkward. They barely spoke to each other, thinking about what just happened and running it through their minds. Eventually, they came across a twoleg house and Takashi was captured. They had him in the house long enough to put a degrading chain around his neck. When he escaped out a window and reunited with Takeshi, they couldn't get the collar off. It was stuck. Now he had a torn ear, a cut on his leg and a heavy chain on his neck. To his despair, starving himself still didn't allow the chain to come off. Scarred forever by twolegs. Petty mistakes that could have been prevented as his older brother puts it. He is sometimes made fun of for having it on, but it has actually been a blessing. It helped teach him endurance and made his balance excellent so he could run across slippy stones and not slip one claw-length. His steps are silent and he is super skinny and fast. He doesn't care for attention hogs and prefers not to get near them. He doesn't like cats who think they're better than everyone else. He is still very caring at times even though he can turn bitter once in a while. Takashi is shy around she-cats and can't talk to them well, so he doesn't know if he'll ever have a mate or not. It doesn't matter to him though. He had his older brother and that's all he really cares about at the moment. But if you do something flashy to get his attention, much like the beautiful sliver coils wrapped around his throat, jingling ever so quietly to draw attention to the tom. Do something drastic. Show him you're the boss. He'll respect you even more. RPed by Ghostwhisper103 Aditi Aditi is a small silver tabby with pale blue eyes and white paws. Her temper is short and not very inviting, due to her past with rogues and betrayals. A small silver bracelet clings to her back right paw, given to her by a two-leg so long ago she doesn't remember how it got there. It is much like that of a hospital band, but made of metal with the number 174003 stamped into it. Aditi has tried everything to remove the foreign object from her leg, but much to her dismay, it never releases its grasp. She was a test animal in a lab for shampoos that were to be used on people, but once the test failed, they sent her to the kennels. The tests did not alter her at all, for her genes didn't work with the medication they injected into her skin. Aditi was raised to be mean as that was how the two-legs had treated her when she was in their care. Once Aditi was adopted and taken 'home', she ran away into the forest to discover CrowClan. Although she does not have the urge to taste blood on her tongue or to feel flesh tear beneath her claws, Aditi makes a great addition to her new Clan. In battle, her band doesn't bother or disable her and she's grown so used to it that sometimes she forgets its there. One-hundred and seventy-four thousand and three was what they had called her. The two-legs had named her after the number on her leg, even though she had no idea that was what the strange markings meant. Aditi was the name given to her by the rogues she spent residence with for a couple suns. The name stuck and when she came to CrowClan, that was what Aditi had told them her name was. When she was just a kit, she was taken away from her family, leaving her with the name Cali, but as time progressed, Aditi had lost her former name. Rped by CruelSimplicity Kestrel Kestrel is a beautiful she-cat with a luminous golden pelt and glistening amber eyes. She has two sisters, Rowan, and Sapphire, and seems to be the wilder one. She is always up for an adventure, and never ceases to enjoy herself in life. She can be quite a pain at times, but you can't deny her humerous charm and cunningness. She enjoys dares, and is the kind of cat who accepts any kind of challenge. Kestrel has had a rough life dealing with her cruel lot of sisters, but yet, she still wears a smile. Rped by .:FantasyRose:. Rowan Rowan is a well-built she-cat with chestnut-coloured fur. She has warm brown/hazel eyes that glitter in the morning light. Out of her sisters, Kestrel, and Sapphire, she is the thinker. She is very intelligent, and has a habit of thoroughly thinking about things in life. She is not so much a risk-taker like Kestrel, but she's happy in what she is. She enjoys the simpler things in life, and is quite the optimist. She greatly despises Kestrel for reasons unsaid... Rped by .:FantasyRose:. Serenity A pretty tabby she-cat with soft blue-grey fur and faint ripples of white that run down her pelt like a wave. She is very calm and mild-mannered, which is very admirable to other cats. She is not afraid to speak her mind, and will tell you straight foreword was she wants or needs. Serenity can be your most pleasurable dream or your most horrid nightmare. She lets you decide. Her eyes are a shining silver, that gleam under the moon's glow. She is quite stubborn when it comes to certain choices, but that's only her strong will and determination. Rped by .:FantasyRose:. Sapphire A rambunctious, fun-loving jet-black she-cat with stunning sapphire blue eyes. She, and her sister Kestrel seem to get along the best, considering they share the same enthusiasm in thrills. She is very immature, still pretending to be the best adventurer in the world. Sapphire can get slightly annoying sometimes, but cats have learned to accept her for who she is. Kits love her, because she is so playful and fun. Doesn't seem to have a very good relationship with Kestrel, and often bullies her along with her other sisters. Rped by .:FantasyRose:. Kyanite Dark or light? Mad or sane? Kyanite always has these questions towards her, the second one; sane. The first one? Nobody knows... Maybe that's a good thing. It's better to keep secret than to share openly. Isn't it? I think so. Her rust colored eyes stand out against her pale grey-blue pelt, giving a strange other-worldly appearance. They say her eyes changed when her father was executed, the blood of revenge trickling into the light brown of before. Is it true? Possibly, but only one knows and that one's dead. In battle, she knows your next move. In life, she knows your weaknesses. These are what Kyanite picks out to destroy you with. Cats show too much of themselves openly, even with their Clan. Well it's not their choice that their clan-mates have witnessed what their father had done. His shadow always haunting your every move, every word, every step you place. Even when you're alone, you're talked about; whispered about. Do you know that feeling? Of course you don't... You live the soft life; the one where your life isn't threatened with the Dark Forest if you make the wrong decision. The torture doesn't help. You know the one.. Where she toys with your life? Yes... That one is it. If you don't cross Kyanite, you'll die a peaceful death. If you do? Well then. You'll suffer a death meant for a king; a royal one that killed his people without a word on why. Taking Kyanite one step closer to the Dark Forest and two steps away from StarClan. And we don't want that... Do we? No, I don't believe we do. So run along and leave her alone; you're better off that way anyways. Oh, and one more thing. Don't ever toy with her heart. Rped by .Fᴏʀɢᴇᴛ.Mᴇ.Nᴏᴛ. Cobra A handsome black tom with violet eyes. He's brave and intelligent much unlike his family. His family were stupid, lazy and cruel. He hated them and still does even though they are dead. He has the fangs of a cobra, and the speed of one. His eyes are majestic as others look at them they would say the same thing. He is truly handsome on the inside and on the outside. He wants a mate and kits, and he wishes to be loved and cherished. Rped by Frostheart77 Python Brother of cobra and very ill-tempered. He hates his brother and they fight often. His pelt the color of ash with soot black paws. He is quite bitter and hateful towards everyone. His lime green eyes display his hateful temper. He loves to hunt, to feel the blood and fur of his prey in his long sharp claws. He is quite evil and hard to cope with. Selfish and arrogant explain him. He's determined to become leader someday and would kill to get what he believes he truly deserves. Rped by Frostheart77

*Prowlers*


/BlissPretty? Gorgeous? Both don't do this angelic she cat justice. Her golden fur shining in the sun, blue eyes flecked with that same color of gold. She might be young, but she knows what she wants. And she knows how to get it. Her eyes sweep the nursery she sees toms as future mates not play mates, not saying she's not in for a good tussle. She loves fighting with other kits; skills in the nursery will help her when she has left the nursery. Still she can't wait to get out of this den and on her way to becoming a stalker. But where did she come from? She's a Crowclan born cat but her mother left taking to rest of her siblings in the dead of the night. She snuck out to explore the camp so she had been left behind. But this barely phased her she never liked her mother. She had not even bothered to look for her before she left, never missed her when she would sneak out, and even named her Mutt before she had it changed. The she cat has no love for other she cats, even being cruel to most. But she will be loyal to cats that have earned her trust even she cats, and even if she secretly hates them. She is defiantly a cat you want to be one your side.Played by .:Midnightfrost:.~ /Iole- Small and delicate, Iole has somehow sidestepped the stigma of CrowClan cats being unlike how they appear. Her paws are a dusty gray and unusually small, even for one of her size, offset by the long, graceful tail that arcs across her back, giving her a strange, unearthly sort of beauty that isn't so much physical as it is in her airs. Iole's pelt is short, soft as a mewler's and mostly the same pristine white of a newborn's. The she-cat's eyes are a gleaming, icy blue, almost always trained on the ground, though she refuses to allow them to rest there when she talks to others. Luckily, she avoided the deafness that so often plagues white furred, blue eyed cats, and sound has become one or her closest allies, her window to the world when she has to shut everything else out. As the youngest of her litter, born after her brothers, Alpheus and Diomedes, and her sister, Leda, Iole has become accustomed to her siblings advancing faster than she and, rather than driving her to succeed it has lulled her into a complacency, allowing her not to have responsibilities or learn to fight and hunt. Nephele, her mother, has told her the stories of her namesake, a she-cat who inadvertently became the cause of a tom's death when his mate grew jealous of her. It was this story, and the others her mother was so fond of telling, that gave her a love of myths and legends and she will often widdle away the time by making up fantastic tales and sharing them with the others. Never aloof and always one for kindness and pacifism, even if her targets are resistive. She tends to reveal her conflicting beliefs far too often and,despite her hatred of the pervasive killing mindset, she'll always love her clan with all her heart. Rped by AloeFera /Lilaa bright, vivacious young cream-colored she-cat with violet eyes. She is kind; strong; compassionate and understanding. Like her mother; she loves to swim but what she vies for mostly is being the center of attention. She uses her pretty face to lure others in and keep them as her captive audience as she speaks. Is slightly annoyed by others who steal her spotlight. Is a bit selfish in aspects of self vanity and pride. Can be quite conceited and doesn't like to be told what to do.Played by psyduck~/KadeThe most handsome and flirtatious tom of his litter, Kade is attractive and charming, with natural skill at interacting with others. He's clever and is quite good at interacting with others, though not nearly as intelligent as his siblings and is often stumped by most problems they could solve easily. Kade is actually quite a coward, and selfish, too, more than willing to let others die for CrowClan while he sits back and takes the glory of having "fought" in a battle later. The tom has a gorgeous, long haired coat, all white save for a small spot of ruddy cinnamon color on the inside of his front leg and soft, amber eyes that seem to light up whenever he is talking. He's more tolerant of his outcast sibling, Carel, than most, especially his mother, Mori, but still considers him a blemish on his gleaming reputation and will sometimes ignore the other tom. His other siblings are Juno and Solen, both older than him and much smarter and more skilled, giving him, though he'd never admit it, a bit of a complex. Forever a flirt, incompetent and irresponsible, Kade will never change. Probably. Played by AloeFera~ Breeze A large calico she-cat with a hint of blue is your first glimpse. When you see her again, it most often is her returning to kill or chase you away. The blue is her eyes, much like sapphires, and her pelt is calico, all the colors blended as perfectly as no other cat can have. Breeze may not look like much other than an over-sized she-cat, but she's so much more. Come and visit and you'll quickly learn. She looks up to the Prison Guards and, ever since her mother, Midnight, returned from a long dissapearance with Breeze's siblings, Darkest, Rattlesnake, and Swallow, she's always wanted to be the best of all the Prison Guards. Yes, it's an ambitious goal, but ambition is her middle name. If she gets her mind set on one idea, then absolutley NOTHING can change it. She'll never stop fighting until her goals are met and she has kits looking at her in awe, amazed at her prowess as a Prison Guard. Never.Rped by BluestarRocks!~ /Avery* A very fierce, very aggressive young tan-colored tom. His eyes are a gentle yellowish white, and his fur consists of a short, plain, soft tan pelt. He has somewhat of a rebel personality to him. He likes to question society, and he does it more than less often. On any given day, you could find him getting himself into more trouble than yesterday. Like they say, curiosity killed the cat.. But this cat in particular? No, no. He has cheated himself out of harm's way more than twice. His luck seems endless, and he often gets away with most of the trouble-making he creates. He comes off as headstrong, but this egotistical persona is only shown to protect himself from his sensitive feelings on the inside. He isn't the cat you would find weeping over anything at all. In fact, most cats would assume that he didn't even phase the deaths of his mother and father. But, could one blame him for staying so strong for the ones he loves? He does not allow himself to feel sorrow, regret, or anguish. He pushes those feelings into focused anger, letting out all his rage into a cat that deserves it. Although he seems like an untrustworthy cat at first, and even though he will be very reluctant to trust you all the same; he's somebody you'd want as a friend. Sure, it might be hard for you to befriend him, but in the end, he'll give his life for you. He'd be your personal shoulder to cry on. Nobody would ever mess with you ever again.Roleplayed By Valiantconqueror Umasou Lovely isn't it? To know that your in good hands, until those hands start taking advantages of you, then, you have now reason the care after that, your already in the pit of dispair, or at least your grave. A pale gingery cat, with dark ginger spots all around her pelt. The strangest thing is, this guy is actually fairly kind, or at least quiet. You think him as an oddball, but truely he's there for a reason most don't try to pry from his wired jaws. His small past is truely this: Close your eyes and pray for the best. I guess thats how he fell from the quite odded place den of his mothers, or so he thought. A sycamore tree can't exactly keep one from the other can it? Well, I guess that's where you could say he went wrong. Once he hit the solid ground, he was found by non-other than his mother, who belonged to CrowClan. Her name is simply hidden, for it brings the silly memory up. But yet, his mother wasn't in the tree, no, a hawks talons don't always kill you know. Well, three months later, your here. In the next chapter, who knows wat'll happen no?Rped by: Gingerfurfirestar Onyx A onyx black tom cat with piercing light blue eyes.He is fierce in battle but he still needs to work on his fighting skills.He is a skilled hunter he is small for his age but he uses it to his advantage he uses the cats sizes against them.He does not give up very easily when he was a mewler he was always criticized his parents were killed in a battle when he was younger he is glad that he was the only kit.He his front right paw is white while the tip of his tail is a light grey he has no friends at all in the clan he stays to himself.He may look sweet but he can be very aggressive when he wants to be.He was born and raised in CrowClan he does not know about the other clans even thou his mother and father has told him stories.rped by wolfpup123 Eclipse Eclipse is a slender long legged she cat with chilling ice blue eyes. She is quiet and secretive most of the time and she will only realy talk to someone she trusts not to betray her. She is verysensitve but she hides this behind a tough exterior. She likes to pretend that she is fine all the time even when she is hurting. She was born on the night of a lunar eclipse and that is what determined her name. Some wonder if there is any light within her soul. There is but it is very hard to see. She moves through the shadows with silent grace and her enimies do not last long. She can be a good friend or a deadly enemy Rped by Lillybrook

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/Kirki Small white she-cat with black ears, a black tail, and black paws. She has dark brown eyes that seem to scowl at everything. She isn't what you would call a motherly type, but with that being say she isn't not fond of her kits. She is unfriendly most of the times and very sarcastic. She has no mate, though even if she did have one she would probably not let him near her kits, because even if she's not the world's best mother, she certainly is very protective of her kits. She is small in size but big in bravery. She enjoys fighting and won't back down from any challenge, leading that to be one of her faults. She isn't too bright and will fall for most lies. She can be treacherous cat and should not be trusted. She is not a loyal cat and trusts no one, though, what can you expect from a cat who only wants the best?Played by Neonessence~CelloOh well, listen to the harmonious, and varied range of tune to a Cello, but can you? Probably not, for, you've never seen a Cello, let alone MET one. Cello...That's an interesting word...Where is it from, What does it mean, and even better, WHO is it? Well, let me give a short history lesson. The word 'Cello' comes from 'Violincelli' which litterally means 'cellos', nice right? Well, I guess you can't be connect it to everything, espicially when your Cello. Cello is a golden brown, with rustic, black dashes, across her pelt, just like an old, worn, but sweet Cello, even though there is no true 'sweetness,' to this cat. She was a loner to one wasted life. She was with a cat that seemed to love her, and did, until he cheated on Cello, and Cello killed him. Her dark past doesn't seem to fase many in her clan, since they're just as dark. She loves to hunt, and kill, whether it was truely prey or not. She hopes her kits are as healthy as they should be,, but who knows, they could be dead. Rped by Gingerfurfirestar~ . /Heart* A small she-cat with orange eyes and bright yellow fur. She was once a kitty-pet named Duck because of her bright yellow fur but she fell in love with a handsome tom cat of Crowclan and left her home to live with him. Moons later she found out she was pregnant with his kits, on her way to telling him she witnessed him jumping off a cliff and committing suicide. She collapsed at that moment but a Crowclan kit stumbled into her paws and she saw more to life then just herself. She has a lot of heart and is very passionate about kits. Rped by ::Frozenbit::~

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He doesn't attack, he messes with your mind. Making your fears more evident than any other. And then, when you're shrieking and twitching, that's when he deals the final blow. And then you're dead. He's tall and lithe; fast and nimble. His fur is as gray as the clouds, a deep swirling color. No tail at all, he was born that way. He often seems bored with the world around him. Rarely does he ever seem interested. What a sight it is to see him actually excited! His eyes shimmer, his mouth curled into a big grin. But again, that is a rare sight. He often lashes out at comments he dislikes and gets annoyed easily. Few friends are by his side. The most supportive of his friends is Dilemma, his own brother. They can talk for hours and get this: Dilemma can actually get his brother to laugh. Celtic's laugh is melodic and cheery, yet it sounds a bit croaky due to under-use. He looks up to his sister, Chrys, and the CrowClan cats deemed the most fearless and brave. Celtic wants to be remembered as one of those cats, and, lest he say it, have kittens who look up to him as he did to CrowClan cats. He doesn't brush away the idea of love; he's seen it in the CrowClan cats here. Not all of them are heartless. He wishes to grasp this feeling and to incorporate it into a she-cat of his dreams. But right now, all he's trying to do is prove his worth to CrowClan and to be one of the best out there. Rped by AugustxLove.~/LilithMuch, much more happy than the rest of CrowClan. She's awkwardly thankful for each and every thing, and it's clearly visible. Tends to skip a lot and hum a tune. Now how, you may ask, did she end up with such a happy personality? Well, she sees the good in everything, even the smallest hint. She sees the world through eyes opposite of CrowClanners'. To her, everything has worth. Nothing's useless. There's no need for fighting; it's just an inspired greed for blood. She understands everything evenly so don't think she's just oblivious to all of the fighting and killing around her. Because she certainly knows it's going on and that CrowClanners enjoy it. It embarrasses her to say that she, herself, enjoys lolling in this mysterious past time of fighting. Seeing her enemies begging for mercy at her very paws. She makes sure her voice is heard and she is against stereotypes. Being counted for her pretty golden-russet fur, small size, and hazel fawn-like eyes is unfair to her. She wants to be counted as a fighter, not one to be underestimated. It's awkward how she looks nothing like her siblings, but Chrys says it's because Lilith's an almost exact copy of her dad. Lilith wishes she could see her mother. Whenever she asks to, Chrys gives a sad smile and shakes her head no. Like I said before, she has golden-russet fur that flows down her back in waves, big hazel eyes, and a long, lush tail. She is, in fact, small in size and she looks much, much younger than she really is. This she-cat feels a need to be everyone's friend, even the grouchy cats who've aged. Lilith just wants to make everyone's days brighter. And she'll often do so. She knows love is out there and is eager to have the feeling of it, because what else would you expect from her? I'll tell you what you can expect: Nothing you think you would. Rped by AugustxLove/Fern~/DilemmaMysterious. Like he almost seems troubled. What is his dilemma? Nobody knows. But he's not always so down. With his brother Celtic, they laugh and chat for hours at a time. Celtic is basically his best friend. He has his own little circle with his siblings Celtic, Lilith, and Chrys, and they can always tell Chrys if something is wrong. Her kind side will show and she'll reassure them that everything will be alright. She'll make /sure/ everything is alright. Dilemma can be the dilemma itself; he can cause trouble and relish it like no other. He tends not to focus on just fighting nor messing with the mind; he focuses on disabling your tendons and using pressure points. Because then you're screwed and at death's door. He'll gladly send you in. Like most CrowClanners, he has no problem with killing. Dilemma has humor, some of it dark. As expected, he's not always a downer. He like to have fun especially if Celtic can join. The two are almost inseparable. Dilemma tries not to be much of a bother which tends to happen a lot. He's the opposite of Lilith: silvery-blueish fur that goes straight down his spine and light blue eyes. Like Celtic, he has no tail, whereas Lilith has a long, fluffy tail. Their personalities are different, too. Like Yin and Yang. He thinks not everything has worth. He feels a need for fighting and doesn't like the idea of peace. Very rarely does he agree with Lilith. Dilemma doesn't like being social and often keeps to himself, seeing as he's socially awkward. Sometimes he likes raining in on others' parades. He'd risk his life for his siblings, especially, of course, for Celtic. Love? He's never given it a thought. And he doesn't care as of right now. He just wants to be a renowned CrowClan stalker and be remembered as one of the best, like his brother. Rped by AugustxLove. ~/Pinky Ha,ha laugh it up, but you'll regret it when her claws are on your throat. Pinky is a black cat with cruel gray eyes. When three moons old she was found with a tattered pink ribbon bow on her. Her two legs were cruel to her, but acted more... friendlier to her when their great kin was there. Staving and doubtful finally she found Crowclan. Many cat laugh at her name and the tattered bow she still keeps, but she does this because she'll get the advantage. Acting like a sweet kitty pet is her favorite game. RPed by- Whisperingvoices Levi Soon to be Added{ im lazy right now, k? ) Sili Soon to be added { still lazy ) Neonessence /Aubriee Soon to be added. Rped by AloeFera /Rein Soon to be added Rped by Aloefera /Falcon Soon to be added Rped by AloeFera /Risk Everything in life depends on taking a chance, a first step, a risk. That's what this tom is, a total risk of all sorts. Always trying new things and doing things quickly without any sense of thought. He does things his way, as best to his ability that is, and he likes it that way too. This tom was trouble from the start, birthed to Heart, along with his siblings Ashen, Silk, Zeal, Ruby, and Chestnut. His yellowish-golden-orange body, with bright orange eyes, can always be seen dashing around camp and the forest surrounding it. He loves to run, and never stays still. Living life, free as a bird, taking chances, first steps, and always taking risks...RPed by Shyfyre /Zeal A protective and individual tom cat with spectacular orange eyes that burn with anger. He has always been easy to anger even as a kit. His mother is a soft hearted she-cat named Heart and he despises much about her, from her soft ways to her being the single and sole reason his father committed suicide. Even though he cuts all connections with his mother there are some obvious and some not so obvious indications of his family heritage. For instance, his orange eyes. It is said that orange eyes are the eyes of a traitor and a soft-hearted cat yet these words explain nothing of Zeal. His name itself means love and enthusiasm two characteristics he does NOT hold in his body. Although he may seam angry and frustrating he a very interesting tom-cat to speak with and may put in a kind word or two to a certain she-cat. His siblings are Ashen, Silk, Ruby, Chestnut and Risk.Rped by: ::Frozenbit:: /Ruby Inquisitive, observant, intelligent. This light red she-cat is always searching for more to learn, always searching for the answer to one simple question: Why? She digs, she pries, and she fights to gain knowledge that she feels she deserves to know. Not a day passes by when she doesn't have some kind of riddle running through her mind. In the end though, she gets her answer. The way she solves a puzzle is not very different from the way she solves another creature, even her clanmates. She sees many things through those ruby flecked amber eyes of hers, and she can read expressions and interpret feelings as well as if someone just told her. There is no lying to Ruby because of this, it's too late the moment you open your mouth. She tends to be more independent than others. She likes to be on the outside looking in, rather than in the middle of everything. That's how she learns and in some ways she knows more about the clan than any other. Every conversation or exchange of looks is caught by Ruby and in her mind it stays. Her memory is remarkable. There is never a time where she forgets something, which makes it very way for her to be taught things. Also, she listens and watches so intently, it looks as if she is staring right into your mind to gather the information. Ruby can process things quickly and that helps her when in a fight. She can see every move her opponent is going to make before they make it because of the way she can read a face and then figure put the meaning so fast. She can also move with great speed physically, so it's hard to lay a paw on her. Ruby may be a bit seclusive, but She will jump at the chance to spend time with a family member. She loves her whole family from her mother, Heart, to her siblings, Ashen, Zeal, Risk, Silk, and Chestnut. Ther is room for many in her big heart, you just have to find a way to pull her away from 'studying' the world. Rped by Cicleywhisker /silver silver is a silver she cat with acidic green eyes. she was born with unusually sharp claws, hurting her mother when she nursed. she is one who attacks first, ask questions later. she stalks her prey with horrible presision, striking with deadly force. unlike most, she does not favor the complete darkness of night, but dusk and dawn, when she can creep up silently and blend in well with the mist. Where she walks, death follows quickly. she is calm, and hides what she is thinking well. rped by rivertailwolfgurl /Khet A fearless tom with bright sparkling blue eyes. Well, fearless is what they call him. He's not afraid to say he's afraid, which is what makes him what he is. Brave would also be a word to describe this tom. Courageous. Loyal. Never doubt his loyalty. His mother is Belle, and his father was Chet, now passed. He never knew his father, and doesn't really feel for it. His mother, on the other hand, is somewhat of a nervous reck. He helps his mother anyway he can. He is the mature of his litter. Khet's sisters are Aurelia, Ahnyx, and Azura. Yes, he is the only tom, which gets on his nerves. He thinks of his sisters as careless, irksome, and ignorant. But he would risk his life for everyone of them if the moment ever came to it. He can be very protective of his family, especially against Akaneu. Khet's mother told him that Akaneu was quite rude to her on the day she was giving birth. Apparently, the tom just wanted to help, which was accomplished. Khet's not sure if his mother is thankful for this or not. Khet's been quite timid around Akaneu, but knows that they tom is quite kind, even though he seems very scary depending on his voice and broad size. But on those perspectives, Khet wants to grow up to be just like him. Strong, brave, muscular. Maybe someday. Maybe someday he'll have those things, including a loving mate, and possibly kits of his own. But for now, he has a duty to pay. And that's the protection of his family, and clan. Rped by Firestrong Halo Oh my you have stumbled across this cat, how….unfortunate for you. You see this cat in the favorite daughter of Brio the current Shadow See’r of Crowclan and she has a lot of his best, or maybe the worst, of his qualities. Again if you know anything about Brio you will know that he’s not the nicest caring cat in the clan. But this small she cat might just be worse than he is. Her crow feather pelt, sleek plastered against her thin form making her an automatic heart breaker. Her green eyes mirror her fathers though speckled with flecks of gold. Looking into them is like looking up into the tree tops during green leaf, with the sun shining through holes in the canopy down to the forest floor. Of course this in never the case on Crowclan territory as all the trees are pines and the sun rarely shines. This she cat is the essence of all that is Crowclan. Conniving, sneaking, strongly attached to family. Yes she loves her siblings all six of them. Howl, Vex, Kiba, Swallow, Valor and Lupus. The six are strongly attached as well are they attached to their parents. Halo really doesn’t like her mother as much as she does her father. She is such a daddy’s girl that most tease her about it, but she just nicely reminds them who her father is and what he is able to do to them if needed. Let’s just say they back off Very quickly. Aside from being the way she is around other cats if you can get her open up a little you might just become good friends. But be careful how you go about this she doesn’t hesitate to bite Rped by: .:Midnightfrost:.

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Mika Laughing, all I hear is laughing. Smiles, all I see is smiles. Hate all I want is Hate. Laughing, Smiles, Hate. Laugh Smile Hate,Laughsmilehate. Mika, Mika, Mika. That's all I'm marked. A soft blue, a milky white, and a minty death. In Mika's young years, he could kill anyone, or anything, he wanted. His pelt is a dark, almost black, Russian Blue, with Milky white, blind eyes. When the slight thought of blue blood, and white blanks of darkness, you feel left behind, as a nobody. You are Hate, and he feeds of Hate, but no, most is given to his ancestors, the Dark Forest demons, that he most certainly loves, to a hateful encounter. He has no past. Don't remember, don't forget...Mika is strong, Mika is faithful, to only the Dead Hate. That was before he became a weak-one, now hes just waiting to join his ancestors. Rped by Gingerfurfirestar*.

Clan News

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F O R E S T	DAYCLAN		NIGHTCLAN		MOONCLAN		SUNCLAN
F O R E S T	Leader ;; Timbersong ; Ashenfate Deputy ;; Toysoldier ; cobwebpaw Co- Deputy ;; Medicine Cat ;; None ; TBD Ceremonies ;; None Plots // Prophecies ;; None for now. Tryouts ;; None. Activity Checks ;; Done Homosexual Couples ;; Yes. Apprentice Pregnancy ;; No		Leader ;; Wildstar ; {Peach.Blossom} Deputy ;; Pyrusblaze ; {.:Midnightfrost:.} Co-Deputy ;; Fadinglight ; {Love.Hope.Faith} Medicine Cat ;; Freckleface ; {Zellix} Ceremonies ;; Done Plots // Prophecies;; Soon Tryouts ;; MCA Activity Checks ;; Soon Homosexual Couples;; Yes Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Yes		Leader ;; Brackenstar (WarriorsCatsRock219) Deputy ;; Legendrise (Tune) Co- Deputy ;; TBA MedicineCat ;; Sandfeather (BluestarRocks!) Ceremonies ;; TBA Plots // Prophecies ;; Done Tryouts ;; None Activity Checks ;; None Homosexual Couples ;; Yes Apprentice Pregnancy ;; With permission		Leader ;; Silverstar; xxserenity . Deputy ;; Mudnight; catlover1023 / Co-Deputy ;; Leadbelly; FallenRedemption . Medicine Cat ;; Shadowangel; xxsunlight . Ceremonies ;;Coming up . Plots // Prophecies ;; link Tryouts ;; none . Activity Checks ;; Link Homosexual Couples ;; Yes . Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Yes

M O U N T A I N	FALLCLAN		SPRINGCLAN		SUMMERCLAN		WINTERCLAN
M O U N T A I N	Leader ;; Illusionfalls; Spottedfire54 Deputy ;; Co Deputy ;; Firestorm; .:FantasyRose:. ;; Swiftstorm ; .:Vesper:. Medicine Cat ;; Galaxymist ;; Dappledkit Joining ;; Closed Ceremonies ;; Done Plots // Prophecies ;; Check the FallClan page Tryouts ;; No Activity Checks ;; Yes Homosexual Couples ;; None Apprentice Pregnancy ;; With leader's permission		Leader : Goosestar ,, Rainfire2 Deputy : Quartzprism,, Jadewind Co- Deputy : None Medicine Cat : Duckwaddle ,, Palisade Joining : Open ~ ! Ceremonies : Completed. Plots / Prophecies : Soon! Tryouts : Completed. Activity Checks : Completed. Homosexual Couples : Accepted - no stipulations attached. Apprentice Pregnancy : Need permission from leader and/or deputy.		Leader ;; Cawwingstar Gingerfurfirestar Deputy ;; Frostcloud, Riverpebble Co- Deputy ;; TBD Medicine Cat ;; Guardianangel, Ghostwhisper103 Everest ;; Raspberrycrisp, Raspberrycrisp Ceremonies ;; No thread this month Plots // Prophecies ;; A Tryouts ;; Co-deputy Activity Checks ;; March A/C being planned Homosexual Couples ;; Yes (Permission From Leader) Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Yes (Permission from Leader)		Leader ;; Asterstar; Bakuraluvr4evr Deputy ;; Lynxspirit; Amberflame Co- Deputy ;; Sablehare; Mousely Medicine Cat ;; Weaselshiver ;; Shyfyre Ceremonies ;; Done Plots // Prophecies ;; When I've Done My Time, I Swear I Will Come Back For You {X} Tryouts ;; None Activity Checks ;; Finished Homosexual Couples;; Yes Apprentice Pregnancy;; Yes

S U R V I V A L	WATERCLAN		EARTHCLAN		BROOKCLAN		PONDCLAN
S U R V I V A L	Leader ;; Silentstar [Euphrates≈] Deputy ;; Sacredblaze [Veroar] Co-Deputy ;; Evanescentcry [Nightshower] Medicine Cat ;; Shoreguardian[♫тυиє♫] Ceremonies ;; Done Plots // Prophecies ;; Over Tryouts ;; Over Activity Checks ;; Over Homosexual Couples ;; Yes Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Only if you have Leader's Permission		Leader ;; Glarestar [Raspberrycrisp] Deputy ;; Morningstream [Silver.*.Angel] Co- Deputy ;; TBA Medicine Cat ;; Harewhisker [AloeFera] Ceremonies ;; Yes Plots // Prophecies ;; Yes, on members page Tryouts ;; None Activity Checks ;; Yes- be sure to reply! Homosexual Couples ;; Yes Apprentice Pregnancy ;; No		Leader ;; Angelstar {Angellewing} Deputy ;; Windsoul {Ace of Spades} Co- Deputy ;; None, Don't Ask. Medicine Cat ;; Trivialcloud Ceremonies ;; Done Plots // Prophecies ;; Yes Tryouts ;; None Activity Checks ;; Yes, On Homepage Homosexual Couples ;; None Apprentice Pregnancy ;; None		Leader ;; Alphastar {Nightdream14} Deputy ;; Airelegacy {Palisade} Co- Deputy ;; Topazwhisker {The.Beatles.} Medicine Cat ;; Stonememory {houndour} Joining ;; Closed Ceremonies ;; None Plots // Prophecies ;; Yes Tryouts ;; No Activity Checks ;; Yes Homosexual Couples ;; Yes Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Yes {With Permission From Nightdream14 and/or Palisade}

O U T C A S T	ASHCLAN		VENOMCLAN		CROWCLAN		RUBYCLAN
O U T C A S T	Ace ;; Embracestar ;; Valiantconqueror Luminary ;; Tsunamidestruction ;; .::MadHatter::. 1st Missionary ;; Blackmagic ;; Abraχas Female Chief Healer ;; Ornimentedamarillys ;; *Bakuraluvr4evr* Male Chief Healer ;; Kryptoniteflash ;; Ashenfate Joining ;; Open Ceremonies ;; None Plots // Prophecies ;; Mini-Plot Link Tryouts ;; Healer Tyro Tryouts M / F Activity Checks ;; Next AC: 3/1/12 Homosexual Couples ;; Yes Apprentice Pregnancy ;; With Permission		Strategos ;; Decapitation ;; .Sinister.Stitches. Commissioner ;; TBD Overseer ;; TBD Curandera ;; TBD Curandera Novice ;; TBD Ceremonies ;; Yes Plots // Prophecies ;; Yes Tryouts ;; Soon Activity Checks ;; No Homosexual Couples ;; Yes Apprentice Pregnancy ;; No		Leader ;; Rue ;; AloeFera Successor ;; Zoe ;; -Forget-Me-Not- Scion ;; Aroo ;; Silverclaw101 See'r ;; Brio .:Midnightfrost:. Ceremonies ;; Yes Plots // Prophecies ;; Information can be found on the Plots/Prophecies page Tryouts ;; None Activity Checks ;; None Homosexual Couples ;; Yes Prowler Pregnancy ;; Yes		King/Queen ;; King Scar (houndour) Prince/Princess ;; Prince Hawk (::Frozenbit::) Crusader ;; N/A Herbalist ;; Scarletrose Rped by Abracadabra13107 Ceremonies ;; No Plots // Prophecies ;; Coming Soon Tryouts ;; Finished Activity Checks ;; Finished Homosexual Couples ;; Yes Permission Only Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Yes (With permission from houndour)

R E V O L U T I O N A R Y	PRIMAL INSTINCT		RENEGADE REGIME
R E V O L U T I O N A R Y	Nemesis ;; Raven E'tani {{BluestarRocks!}} Warden ;; Savannah {{Paranormalseduction}} The Proxies ;; Scythe {{Silverclaw101}} Scoundrel {{catfanatic}} Ashen {{ForeverDarkness}} Asmera {{Snowy.Days}} Shaman ;; None {{Tryouts To Be Held}} Mage ;; None {{Tryouts To Be Held}} Promotions ;; X Plots // Prophecies ;; Plot Tryouts : X Tryouts ;; Mage and Shaman Tryouts Coming Soon Activity Checks ;; None Homosexual Couples ;; Yes, if leader is notified Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Permission only		Commander ;; Xavier ;; Dappledkit Chaman ;; Crescent ;; WarriorCatsRock219 Superiors ;; Scout Superior ;;Aluxe ;; Hollyfeather212 Mercenary Superior ;; Vladek ;; Thunderstriking Raiser Superior ;; Highland ;; ::Frozenbit:: Guider Superior ;; Arsenic ;; Nightshower Joining ;; Link Promotions ;; TBA Plots // Prophecies ;; Link Tryouts ;; None Activity Checks ;; Link Homosexual Couples ;; None Apprentice Pregnancy ;; None

E N L I G H T E N E D	LITHIUM		AVALON EVERLASTING
E N L I G H T E N E D	The Exalted ;; TBA RPed by TBA Commander ;; TBA RPed by TBA Captain ;; TBA RPed by TBA Carver ;; TBA RPed by TBA Ceremonies ;; none Plots // Prophecies ;; None Tryouts ;; Exalted Joining ;; Closed Activity Checks ;; On home page Homosexual Couples ;; Permission only Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Permission only		President;; TBA Vice President;; TBA Cabinet Members Justice Dave Ulimax (Melodykit) Priest Delkai Ahememda(Palisade) Treasurer Taranee Satinas (Dappledkit) General Cyto Starkfeld (Houndour) Medical Team;; Medic: Illusion Colors (xxsomethingbeautiful) EMT Aidyn Kissel(Valiantconqueror) CMT Tryouts TBA Nurse Tryouts TBA Joining ;; Open Promotions ;; Link Plots // Prophecies ;; Link Tryouts ;; None Activity Checks ;; None Currently Homosexual Couples ;; Allowed Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Permission Only

D I V E R S E	DARK FOREST		STARCLAN		L.K.R. {{ Loners, Kittypets, and Rouges.}}		THE TRIBE {{ The Tribe of Stars That Shine. }}
D I V E R S E	Leader ;; Beatrice Rped by;; Abracadabra13107 Deputy ;; Mine Rped By;; Shyfyre Co- Deputy ;; Angelle RPed By;; ColorlessButterfly Medicine Cat ;; Deatheye Rped by;; Deatheye Ceremonies ;; None Plots // Prophecies ;; X Tryouts ;; No Activity Checks ;; Soon Homosexual Couples ;; Ask Abracadabra First! Apprentice Pregnancy ;; Nada =D		Leader ;; Sterlingstar Played by AugustxLove Deputy ;; Erinna played by Love.Is.Forever Co- Deputy ;; Mockingjay Played by єυρнσяια Medicine Cat ;; Soulglimmer Played by Яα∂ιαиcɛ Ceremonies ;; Yes [x] Plots // Prophecies ;; Yes Tryouts ;; No Activity Checks ;; No Homosexual Couples ;; Yes [Message AugustxLove first] Apprentice Pregnancy ;; With permission from AugustxLove		Leader ;; Forest Rped by Silverstream202 Manager in Training;; Rain Frostheart77 Assistant Manager ;; TBA		Healer ;; Espy Rped by Tulip Healer To-Be ;; Promise Rped by em1234 Co-Healer To-Be ;; Hush Rped by KeepASecret Nurser ;; Ember Rped by Raspberrycrisp Joining ;; Open [x] Ceremonies ;; Just done [x] Tribe Gathering ;; Soon Plots // Prophecies ;; AE and Tribe Plot; Rubyclan and Tribe Plot; Murder Plot; Rogue invasion Miniplot; Tryouts ;; None currently Activity Checks ;; Finished *Homosexual Couples ;; Check/Ask Tulip* First! To-Be Pregnancy ;; Check with Tulip First!**

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