Cosmic's Ultimate Cat Generator| Free cats up for grabs

Pelicansinger -- A blue she-cat with a hazel undertone to her silky soft fur. She was born with a long tail, but she was badly burned in a fire and lost her tail. She was born without her left hind leg. Her other three paws are quite small and she is petite in stature. Her mother’s name was Pythonfall and her father’s name was Leafmist. They were unfortunately killed during a badger attack while out hunting. Her brother’s name is Tornberry and her sister’s name is Maroonpod. Her mate’s name is Venombark and their children’s names are Treepaw and Henpaw -- eventually Treecinder and Hentumble. Her best friend’s name is Seadrop. She is 26 moons old and the deputy of Thunderclan.

Hollylight -- A russet she-cat with coarse fur, a long tail and small paws. There is a blue undertone to her fur, and she has a grey muzzle, paws, and tail tip. Her eyes are a deep gold with silver flecks. She is Charismatic,Tactful, Cooperative and hard working. She is angered easily. She has two scars on the right side of her face and three scars on her left. Her mother is Kinkdust and her father is Skunkember. She has one sister, Mousefrost. She became a rogue to be with her mate, Boulder. They had three kits, Blue, Frost, and Smoke. Her best friend before she left the clans was Peachswift. She had an apprentice that she left before he could become a warrior, his warrior name is Copperwind.

Gladeflare -- A blue tom cat with short fur, a long tail and small paws. He is considered petite due to his overall small stature. He has an orange undertone to his fur, and he has a darker blue muzzle, paws and tail tip. He has one hazel eye and one gold eye. He is resourceful, collaborative, empathetic, powerful and stern. He has three deep scars on his right shoulder, he lost one ear and has two scars on the left side of his face. He is 36 moons old. HIs mother’s name is Lilacdew, his father’s name is Sloesplash. He has three siblings, Emberheart, Riverfoot and Yewtumble. His mate’s name is Hayroot and they have three kits: Mousewhisper, Bumblerose and Smallsky. His best friend’s name is Goldmast and the leader’s name is Falconstar; previously Falconwing. His mentor growing up was named Sleekmilk, and once he got his first apprentice, her name was Tinypaw. She eventually becomes Tinysky.

Bearsinger -- A burly orange she-cat with silky soft fur, a short tail, and large paws. There is a brown undertone to her fur, and she has black patches. She is ethical, warm, courageous, tactless and gullible. She was born a rogue, but her family wanted to move to the clans. Her mother, Heron, was killed over some prey on their way to the clans by a small Shadowclan patrol. The rest of her family -- Yew, her father, Tulip and Pearl, her sisters -- moved to Thunderclan. Eventually, they all became -- Yewberry, Tuliptalon, Pearldew and Bearsinger. Bearsinger lived a long life, only having one kit with her mate, Whiskertangle. Their kit’s name is now Honeystream. Her best friend growing up was Mouseshell, and the leader of her youth was Twigstar. They are both elders together now. Bearsinger is 90 moons old, and has just moved into the elder’s den.

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Rocktooth -- A hazel tom with cream undertone to his fur. He has darker hazel patches and hazel eyes. His fur is smooth and he has a long tail and small paws. Despite the rugged nature of his name, he is quite petite, smaller than other toms. His mother is Quailscorch and his father is Cherryblaze. His mate is Toadcloud

Early in his life, back when he was merely Rockkit, there was a colony of fire ants a couple of foxlengths away from the nursery. When his mother, Quailscorch, wasn’t looking, Rockkit stole away to investigate the colony. He kept his nose to the ground, they had such an interesting scent. When he reached the anthill, he had no hesitation and he dug his nose right into the sand. The ants may as well have exploded from the ground. They were immediately swarming all around his small body.

His screeching is what alerted the rest of his clan to his predicament. There were no initial bites, it was the shock of being swarmed by little things that surprised him, but he did not get out of this unscathed. By the time everyone had ascertained what was going on, he had been bitten four separate times. His father, Cherryblaze, raced towards him and carried him across camp to the river and dunked him in. This sobered Rockkit, the shock of the cold water halted his screeches. Also, he didn’t like getting the water in his mouth. Cherryblaze dunked Rockkit a couple more times to make sure that the ants were off his body. With one last bite on his shoulder, the last of the ants were off his pelt.

The cats were all busy removing the ants by pouring mouse bile on and around them, and others were rolling large rocks to crush them. Since Rockkit was so small, the bites were actually quite large; and some of the ants had bitten in or very near the same area. There were little pools of blood around the larger bite areas, and Cherryblaze rushed him to the medicine cat.

When the frail old she-cat saw the state he was in, she exclaimed, “Oh my Starclan!” and got to work immediately. Cleaning the small wounds and giving him poppy seeds for the pain. He was drifting off to sleep when he turned up to his father and asked, “What’s Starclan?” and then passed out.

Some of the bites were really serious, and the shock from being immersed in the frigid river water made his immune system go a bit wonky. Five of his bites became infected, and he remained in the medicine cat’s den for a little over a week and a half. He has three deep scars on his right flank, and two on his left shoulder.

Nothing really noteworthy happened throughout the rest of his kit-hood, and he grew into a healthy young apprentice. Once he reached 15 moons however, he was set his final assessment. He was guarding the border with one of the other apprentices at the time. They were about an hour into it, re-scenting the borders because there were some scents drifting across the border when they heard a howl. There was a dog barreling towards the two apprentices. Their mentors came hurtling out of the brush and attacked the dog head on. The dog became dazed and the mentors got in a couple of really good swipes but then the dog regained its senses and began attacking. The two apprentices jumped in and they were able to fight the dog off. Rockpaw was commended for jumping on the dog’s back and holding on. This was the move that finally got the dog to flee. Rockpaw and the other apprentice got their warrior names that day. Rockpaw became Rocktooth for biting the dog. He got bit in the ear as well during that fight, and he wore his new battle scars bravely -- both of his ears got bitten during the attack, and there is a nick in both of his ears.

The main reason that Rocktooth and the other apprentice were guarding the border was because there was a scent that could have been blown across the border from the other clan, but it was quite deep into the territory, and Riverclan became suspicious of Thunderclan. The next full moon, Riverclan confronted Thunderclan about the scents, but Thunderclan claimed to be innocent. Rocktooth had been sitting next to a Thunderclan warrior at the time and he looked over at her with disgust, not believing her leader.

Soon after that, Rocktooth had been patrolling the border again, his leader had been strengthening the security on the Thunderclan border after the gathering, and Rocktooth was eager to take part. He scented a Thunderclan member nearby, and stalked towards the border. The she-cat he had been sitting next to at the gathering was chasing a squirrel, and it ran across the border. She had been unable to stop in time, but Rocktooth was asking no questions. He barreled out of his hiding spot and crashed into her, tackling her to the ground. She shouted out a curse at him, and he realized that he may have injured her. He stood over her, his teeth bared and interrogated her, asking if she was the one that was crossing the boundary so often. She vehemently denied it, and spat at him. Turning tail and walking away.

A couple of moonrises later, he met her again. She had a squirrel in her jaws and she was waiting at the border. She introduced herself and set the squirrel down on Riverclan’s side of the border. He scoffed at her and turned, padding further into his territory. Next thing he knew, there was something hard and fast forcing him to the ground. He screeched and writhed, trying to right himself. The thing that had tackled him rose abruptly and was gone. He looked up and saw that it was her -- Toadcloud -- who was walking away. She shouted over her shoulder, “I was just trying to be nice! That was payback for tackling me.”

Rocktooth thought about her everyday after that, and at the next gathering, he sought her out. He found her with another cat who looked to be a tom from Shadowclan. He was about to turn around and was in the middle of vowing to himself to forget about her when he felt a pelt pressing to his side, “Meet me at the border tomorrow night at moonhigh,” and she was gone.

Rocktooth and Toadcloud met for the next three weeks after that, and soon Toadcloud told him she was expecting his kits. He was overjoyed, and he yowled with happiness. Though, this nearly got them caught and Toadcloud raced away.

The next morning, a couple of warriors were scouting the border when they scented Toadcloud’s scent, and it was very concentrated because that is where she and Rocktooth had been meeting. They rushed back to the camp at once and they told the leader that they were certain that Thunderclan was stealing. Immediately, the leader gathered their forces and were on the offense. They marched into Thunderclan territory and Rocktooth was blind with worry for Toadcloud. He raced towards where he believed she would be and warned her, though they heard yowls not far off. Toadcloud raced on ahead to help her clan.

Rocktooth was appalled and he raced after her. As he reached their camp, he heard a bloodcurdling scream and he was frozen to the spot for a long heartbeat. Though not for long and he raced forward to where a couple of warriors and apprentices from both clans were huddled around a mound of fur lying on the ground. For a moment he believed it to be Toadcloud and he was unable to speak. Though he looked up and saw her standing across from him and he was relieved but confused. He looked back to the mound and realized it had been his mother lying there.

Rocktooth fell to the ground and howled with grief. Those from Riverclan tried to move him but he refused point blank to move, to leave his mother. Toadcloud approached him hesitantly and she spoke softly to him, but he couldn’t hear. He couldn’t hear anything, he couldn’t feel, he couldn’t see. He was blind and numb, but slowly a boiling rage seeped into his veins. He lashed out as another tried to move him, and he was seeing red. He turned around the clearing, looking for someone. Then, he saw his leader and yowled at him, “This is all your fault! You forced this attack!” and Rocktooth looked to Toadcloud, letting her motivate him. He turned and faced his leader again, “It was Toadcloud’s scent on the border. I have been meeting her ever since the gathering, and she is pregnant with my kits.” His leader and her’s were shocked at this declaration.

Rocktooth turned to his mother, his eyes empty and her limp body was reflected in his eyes. He laid by her side, and his leader spat at him, “Then why don’t you remain here with your traitor mate and your dead mother? You are no longer welcome in Riverclan territory.”

Thunderclan’s leader took pity on him, and allowed him to stay, though nobody else pitied him. He was shunned and only Toadcloud and one of her friends would talk to him. There was whitecough going around, and Toadcloud was susceptible to catching it. She caught whitecough and it was fast growing to greencough. Now nobody was talking to Rocktooth and Toadcloud was quarantined. Rocktooth stayed by her side, refusing to leave. She was getting worse and he couldn’t think. She kept telling him to go and get the medicine cat, but he was frozen, the only thing going through his mind was when his mother had died. He had an anxiety attack and he nearly fainted. Someone came near the small den that Toadcloud was inhabiting and heard their distress. The medicine cat was rushed to their aid and gave something to the both of them to calm them. Rocktooth took the poppy seeds willingly and fell asleep quickly.

With all of the distress, Toadcloud had began her kitting soon after that. When Rocktooth woke, he was surprised to see that Toadcloud had their kits nuzzling to her belly. They remained in the clan for a while, but Thunderclan persisted in shunning him and Toadcloud. Soon after their kits were old enough to walk around on their own, Rocktooth convinced Toadcloud to leave with him. They became rogues together, and they traveled a couple days journey away from the clans and they lived out their lives with their kits.

A. 201
B. 19
C. 66
D. 22
E. 20
F. 100
G. 2
H. 71, 1, 17, 13, 80
I. 5, 100, 36, 1, 33
J. 2, 25
K. 11
L. 5
M. 5
N. 19
O. 22, 67, 133
P. 5, 11, 2, 4, 6
Q. 22, 1
R. 200, 13
S. 55, 40:26, 19
T. 300, 113
U. 22,34:56,127:12,100:56,90:99,45
V. 200,114

Okay! Sure, I wouldn't mind having Stonetooth as well.

stonekeeper Your mother and one of your kits have the same first name,[22,1 mother, 22,34 kit] as does your father and best friend.[200,13 father, 200,114 best friend] These can be changed if you like?
EDIT -- And two of your kits have the same first name [56,127 and 56,90]

Did you want to choose them, or should I just change their numbers? I posted their numbers on my last post

Kinksong -- A long furred tabby tom with red fur that has a blue undertone. His stripes are a cinnamon color. He has one grey eye and one blue eye. He is loyal, hard working, playful, attentive, collaborative, foolish, obnoxious, glum, greedy and mysterious. He was attacked by a dog and got two scars on the left side of his face and he got a cut ear during a border skirmish. He was born as a rogue, but his family moved into Skyclan. His mother’s name is Grassypetal (<3)and his father’s name is Tanglefall. His sibling’s names are Fawnlightning and Finchsong (<3). Unfortunately, his siblings were killed because of a clan they had a brutal battle with. He has a forbidden romance with a she-cat named Silverash in Shadowclan. They will have kits and their names will be Shiningsnow, Sapphirelily (<3), Starlingfire, Cottonheart, and Icecloud. He is 18 moons old and has just gotten his first apprentice. His best friend’s name is Grapestem (This is literally the perfect name!!)

Kink was born outside of the clans with his two siblings. Early in his life, Kink was sleeping soundly in the nest that his mother made for him and his siblings. His parents were sleep deprived, taking care of the three kits themselves and they did not realized that the ant hill that they believed to be harmless was actually a fire ant colony, and one of the kits rolled over onto it in their sleep and the ants swarmed around the three kits, biting every inch of their skin. It took a while for this to calm down and when it finally did, their nest was moved immediately.

Later in the season,his mother and father realized were unable to continue to battle the elements alone when they all caught whitecough. They traveled to the distant clans that they heard so much about. They found Skyclan and they were easily integrated into their ranks. Kinkkit grew to become fast friends with Grapekit and they became nearly inseparable.

Kinkkit and Grapekit became apprentices together, and this furthered their inseparability. They spent as many of their training sessions as they could together. Kinkpaw and his two siblings along with Grapepaw all became warriors together at 16 moons, Skyclan was flourishing.

Soon after they became warriors, Kinksong and his siblings were out in the forest near the Shadowclan border. Kinksong saw a rabbit dart across his path and he took chase. He had his back turned, and he was a couple of fox-lengths away when he heard yowling and screeching behind him. He turned quickly, the rabbit forgotten. He saw his two siblings fiercely attacking a she-cat who had crossed the border. He quickly interfered when he noticed that the she-cat was severely injured.

“What is wrong with you!” he exclaimed, rounding on his siblings. He told them to stay with her while he went and got help. He returned a couple of minutes later with Skyclan’s medicine cat who was gathering herbs on the other side of the forest. She came bustling out with cobwebs and scorned Kinksong’s siblings. She ordered them to fetch moss and Kinksong stayed by the medicine cat’s side, there when the she-cat woke up. She said her name was Silverash, he apologized for his siblings, she told him to get lost, swiping up at him and nicking his ear in the process.

Their medicine cat insisted on taking her back to their camp and Silverash was really in no state to object. After the medicine cat ensured she was stable with the moss that Fawnlightning and Finchsong brought back, she sent Fawnlightning to run ahead and let their leader know, seeing as Fawnlightning was the fastest.

Silverash had to remain in camp for a couple of days, and Kinksong kept watch over her. At first, she was testy and frigid, saying it was his fault she was she was like this. Kinksong managed to convince her that he wasn’t like his siblings, and soon they were conversing amiably. People were taking notice of how much time he was spending with the Shadowclan warrior, but he didn’t really care. He was loyal to his clan, but he was also born a rogue, he didn’t understand that there were restrictions on who he could become this close with.

Soon, Shadowclan came looking for her. They had sent a rescue patrol who were out for blood. They had come across the scene of the skirmish and they had scented Kinksong and his siblings. There were seven of them who ambushed Skyclan’s camp, believing Silverash had been killed and Kinksong and his siblings were responsible. The cats who showed up were the more brutish of Shadowclan, and they killed Finchsong before Skyclan had been able to overtake them and talk sense into them. Fawnlightning was still alive, but her injuries were severe. He passed away the next dawn.

Shadowclan showed no remorse and they took Silverash with them. She had to be supported because she had not completely healed from her wounds. Grassypetal grew severely depressed because of her kit’s death, and she became an elder before her time. Her depression had seemed to sap all of her life and strength and she appeared to age moons in a manner of weeks.

Kinksong was lost in himself, and he longed for Silverash to be there so he could grieve by her side. He stood by Grapestem during this time, using his best friend as a replacement for Silverash, but it wasn’t the same. Grapestem was still his best friend, but he was grieving for his love and his siblings that he lost all in one flurry of brutality and sorrow. Grapestem understood Kinksong’s predicament, but could not completely sympathize, seeing as Silverash was from a different clan.

Kinksong did not care, and he sought her out at the next gathering. They began seeing each other in secret after that, and soon Silverash announced she was expecting kits.

During their most recent meeting, there was a stray dog that wandered on their territory and Kinksong defended Silverash with all of his might, the knowledge that she was carrying his kits giving him a substantial strength boost. He managed to fend the dog off by himself, telling Silverash to flee. She was going to stay behind and help, though it wasn’t too long to realize he didn’t need her help. She raced back to Shadowclan territory, and Kinksong managed to fight the dog off, receiving two scratched on the left side of his face, but these were the only scars he had to show for the battle.

Kinksong showed up, blood dripping down his face, in the medicine cat’s den, nearly scaring her to death. She treated him immediately, him giving only a vague description of what happened. She insisted he stay in her den overnight, and when morning came he went into the camp clearing and shocked everyone around, the scarring gashes on his face were all people registered when they saw him. His father took him to the leader, much to Kinksong’s embarrassment, and eplained what his son had done the night before. The leader was impressed and promised Kinksong to be given an apprentice the very next week. At 18 moons old, Kinksong recieved his first apprentice, and was harboring a secret mate and kits.

Lol, I don't mind! I'll have your cat right up

Sandtumble -- A grey tom cat that has a blue undertone to his fur. He has hazel stripes and has one green eye and one amber. His fur is spiky and untamable and a short tail with large paws. He is quite burly for his age, being only 8 moons. He is the new medicine cat apprentice. He is strong, attentive, brave, resourceful, melodramatic, self-confident, and feisty. When he grows up, his full name will be Sandtumble. He will also be a more in the action type medicine cat, and he will receive two scars on the right side of his face, though, he had one really spirited patient and he received three scratches on the right side of his face. However, he isn’t really known for his bedside manner, so who knows the real reason for those three scars? His mother’s name is Lichentooth and his father’s name is Sloeflake

foxdance -- Your cat is finished!

It's fine! This cat and the names in it are completely for your use!

Lol! xD Whenever you like! I'll be here