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Morningfur (♀) || 27 moons old || Straight
Warrior
A brown tabby she-cat, with amber eyes.
Morningfur is mostly kind, but can be extremely dangerous in battle. She's extremely stubborn, and follows rules to the letter. She'd never break the Code Of The Clan... right? *DRAMA!!!*
History (Optional): She was born as a Clan cat. Her parents died in battle when she was an apprentice. She used to have a mate named Foxleap, but he left the Clan to become a Kittypet.
Relations: Mother: Aspenheart: A brown tabby she-cat, with amber eyes. Father: Sootfang: A jet-black tom, with bright green eyes. Former Mate: Foxleap (Now Ginger): A russet-coloured tom, with white paws, a white tailtip, and bright green eyes.
Other: She's got an extreme fear of water.
Screen Name: Sparkly 


Morningfur ( ♀) || 27 moons || Straight 
Warrior
A brown tabby she-cat, with amber eyes.
Morningfur is mostly kind, but can be extremely dangerous in battle. She's extremely stubborn, and follows rules to the letter. She'd never break the Code Of The Clan... right? *DRAMA!!!*
History(Optional): She was born as a Clan cat. Her parents died in battle when she was an apprentice. She used to have a mate named Foxleap, but he died due to greencough. 
Relations: Mother: Aspenheart: A brown tabby she-cat, with amber eyes. Now dead. Father: Sootfang: A jet-black tom, with bright green eyes. Now dead. Former Mate: Foxleap: A russet-coloured tom, with white paws, a white tailtip, and bright green eyes. Now dead. 
Other: She's got an extreme fear of water.
Sparkly

Newtswipe || ♀ || 84 moons || Homoromantic Bisexual

Senior Warrior

Newtswipe is definitely not youthful. And her appearance reflects that. She is a dimly colored solid cream she-cat, with profound green eyes that seem to sink into her skull. She has a scrawny, thin frame and her pelt in unkempt and overrun. It is described to be like a messy bundle of needles sticking out of her tiny, frail body. With patches being shorter or longer than the other rest of her pelt. Newtswipe's tail is protracted and nimble, and she drags it along the ground as she walks. At the end of it, there is a slight kink from former battles. She is said to resemble that of a skeleton, since you can see her rib cage under her messy, patchy fur and for this she always looks drained of any emotion.

Newtswipe's personality is pretty self explanatory via her gloomy appearance. She is reticent, apprehensive, and quite pessimistic when it comes to opinions. Newtswipe is actually very worrisome and fearful, but it is very difficult to tell with her deadpan expression. This behavior can be seen as obscene or outlandish by others, leading few to learn about Newtswipe. Though she doesn't share with others much, she is compassionate to those who know her well.

Newtswipe was born in ForestClan, with her only family being her mother, Mudflower. Her father, who Newtswipe had never met, was a rogue with an unknown name. Presumably dead, Newtswipe's mother had never told her. Newtswipe always had issues with Mudflower. She seemed to be always irritable with her when she was a young kit, not very fond of her nor loving. Newtswipe had always tried to impress her, with her productive, helpful nature when she was young. But as she got older she realized there was nothing she could do to make her mother like her. It was very clear Mudflower did not like her own daughter. She did not cheer her name during her apprentice ceremony, she criticized every wrong move she did when they went on patrol together... When Newtswipe got her warrior name, she was fully aware of her mother's distaste for her. And Newtswipe began hating her, too. What made the situation even more insulting is that when Newtswipe finally began standing up for herself, Mudflower had the audacity to try and emotionally manipulate her. In one argument, Newtswipe had found out that the reason Mudflower had hated her was because her father gave Mudflower kits when she didn't want any, and then he had left Mudflower all alone to care for her kits. Implying that she was blaming Newtswipe for her mate's mistakes. Newtswipe then got so furious with her mother that she ignored her for moons. Mudflower died of natural causes one day, while Newtswipe was still ignoring her and Newtswipe did not even sit vigil for her.

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I don't really want the history added in the allegiances, since it is too long, if that is alright!
Also, she will be retiring to an elder soon.

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Hickorypaw || ♂ || 13 moons || Biromantic Homosexual

Medicine Cat Apprentice(?)

Hickorypaw is a large, dark, cream colored tabby tom with lighter pale, cream, marble stripes. He has muscular legs and shoulders with a broad forehead. And soft turquoise eyes. He also has surprisingly, soft, fluffy paws which are a pale cream. Almost white. It is surprising to others that he would take the role of a medicine cat for being such a robust cat.

Hickorypaw is a calm, soothing cat. He is proficiently helpful with herbs and he cares deeply about others. He is probably the best cat to talk to about problems because he truly listens and tries to understand. But despite being so caring, Hickorypaw does not let his emotions lead him. He actually very realistic and keeps to himself. He cares more about others than himself, so don't try asking him how he feels. He is quiet, productive, and generally a hard worker. He takes pride and passion in what he does and does not take it for granted. 

History(optional)

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Coldfire (♀) || 26 || Bisexual
Rank: Warrior
Physical Description: Coldfire looks like she has some ancestors who were Norwegian forest cats. She long legged and well muscled under her thick, pale grey coat. She has a pale grey coloring on most of her fur, although she has darker grey "points" on her body. Her paws, ears, tip of her tail, and the bridge of her nose are all that darker color. She has pale green eyes that are wide, making her look rather innocent even if she is anything but. Lets just say her tongue is just as sharp as her claws. The one odd thing about her appearance is that she has gills that are hidden under her fur, as she is always careful to keep them hidden since she hates them. Since she has gills she is often found just a bit out of breath, finding it easier to be in the water instead of out in the air, even if she can breath with her lungs its harder for her to do so instead of using her lungs. 
Mental Appearance: Theres a reason why "fire" is at the end of her name. She's got a rather sharp tongue, a little rough around the edges. She's the type of cat who assumes first and apologizes later. She's headstrong, and likes to think that she thinks for herself most of the time, even willing to challenge the leader if she thinks that the leader is wrong. She struggles often with showing any type of affection because she wants to look competent and like a soldier, so her way of caring is looking out for the ones she cares about. If another cat starts being nice to her or compliments her she has the tendency to get incredibly flustered and just kind of walks off. Its not that she's trying to be rude, she just can't really emote well, and doesn't know how to deal with the soft and fluffy emotions. If you can crack through this incredibly thick, tough (and, okay, she'll admit it: awkward) exterior you can find a really caring she cat that is loyal to the core. She just doesn't know how to show it. 
History(optional): To be revealed in the role-play.
Relations: Open! I'd love for her to have a brother. 
Other:  Kits actually terrify her. She thinks she's going to accidentally break them and avoids the nursery like the plague because of this. 
Screenname: Sweetclover1


Stormpaw ( ♂) || 10 moons || Pansexual, Panromantic
Apprentice
Physical Description: Stormpaw is a rather sturdy tom. He's rather average in size, although pretty muscular just from his training. He's a manx, and has a dark grey coat. He has marbled tabby markings on his body, along with little white "socks" and a white chest and underbelly. He has dark blue eyes, and his ears are rounded neatly, although his left ear is completely shredded. He has a bad shoulder, a horrible scar on it that starts from this neck down to his shoulder muscles. This is from a fox attack back at the beginning of his training, and although it is healed over it never quite completely healed. The scar still flares up from time to time, leaving him stuck in the medicine cats den for a few days until the swelling goes down. It's his weak spot, too, if one hits it hard enough he's down for a fight. This makes him overcompensate whenever he fights, having to constantly look out for his bad shoulder so he could actually be useful as a warrior. 
Mental Appearance: Stormpaw isn't really... nice. He doesn't like talking to others, preferring to keep to himself and snaps at anyone who tries to talk to him. Its like he's trying to isolate himself from his clanmates half of the time, not even trying to make good connections with the cats around him. He's a bit on the prideful side, the type to never back down from a challenge even if he could end up getting seriously injured by it, and if he isn't doing well in a sparring match he won't stop until he can't move. He hardly apologizes if he gets himself in trouble, if he even speaks at all. His overall attitude is a huge reason as to why he hardly opens his trap. He wasn't always like this, though. He used to be charismatic, eager to please. He was everyones friend, and looked out for everyone one he could. Then the fox attack happened, leaving his sister, Sweetpaw, dead and he seemed to pull away from everyone. His old personality is slowly coming back, but its a process.
History(optional): Stormpaw was born to Lilyheart (Mother) and Stonefoot (Father) and had a sister, Sweetpaw. He'd neve been incredibly close to Stonefoot, in fact the tom had died when he was barely a moon old. He was a bit closer to his mother, but had always been the independent kind so when she died when he was five moons old he was sad, but it didn't destroy him. He and Sweetpaw were close, though, because of neither of them being close to their parents. They were eight moons old when they got in a huge argument, making Sweetpaw storm off into the forest. He had followed, and they ended up being attacked by a fox because they were too busy arguing to notice the scent.
Relations: Lilyheart (Mother), Stonefoot (Father), and Sweetpaw (Sister). All deceased. He is open for a sibling, though! Perhaps they don't talk anymore.
Other: Has a huge fear of foxes now.
Screenname: Sweetclover1

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Bearpaw ( ♂) || 8 moons old|| Homosexual
Apprentice
Physical Description: Bearpaw looks like he is also from Norwegian Forest Cat descent, although his rather large body is more due to the fact that his ancestors had been spliced with brown bear genes. Although thats not why he was Named after a bear. It was mostly because his mother thought the name fit. His pelt is thick and kit like, dark brown in coloration, his tail a small little nub like a bears, and his ears are nice and rounded as well. His fur is often in a complete mess, since he never really finds the time to actually make it look nice, he only takes a few moments to make sure its not dirty and matted. His paws are a bit larger, with bigger and sharper claws from his Bear DNA
Mental Appearance: Bearpaw can be a bit much sometimes. He's overly energetic, like someone who's just been given a shot of espresso, always wanting to help and make others lives easier. Unfortunately he's more on the clumsy side so when he tries to help it usually ends up in disaster. He means well, though, and often takes it hard whenever things go wrong, blaming himself solely for misadventures and mistakes, so his mood will go from incredibly positive and helpful to  either lethargic and sulking or fearful  within a few moments. He doesnt handle anger very well, and if someones angry at him he'll probably avoid that cat for a good moon until he knows for sure they've forgotten about whatever he did wrong. His energy swings can be quite a bit to handle, so his mentor is in for a pawfull with this one. As he grows older this swings will slowly even out, and once he's a warrior his energy is more maintained and he'll learn how to deal with his mistakes. Even as he grows up, he still can't find himself staying still, whether its his tail twitching or him pacing around, and his attention span isn't the best, making his hunting skills something he usually lacks in. 
History(optional): Not much is known from his past, he was found when he was about five moons old, wandering around in this territory, asking if he could join because he was lonely since his family "went away". Since he has bear genes its thought that his family was at some point a part of Forestclan, but no one really knows. 
Relations: None
Other: N/A
Screenname Sweetclover1

(Okay, neat. I'm still researching it so I might add her later once I'm more familiar/ create her profile now but still study more on it. I was just thinking about it since it said that personalities were altered as well in the little intro (of course I might have misread it) so I wanted to ask.)

(Okay, awesome! Thank you! Could a make a medicine cat just so there is one?) 

(Awesome!)

Nightleaf ( ♂) || 30 moons || Bisexual, Biromantic
Rank: Medicine cat
Physical Description: Nightleaf is a long legged tom with soft, black fur that is short and matte in coloring instead of shiny. He has a patch of white on his chest, along with a white paw and a few patches of white on his stomachs as well. His eyes are a bright, warm yellow color and he typically has some bits of dried herb on him. He has a long tail, and long whiskers. He doesn't have many scars, being a pacifist, and usually his scars are from some ridiculous accidents with him trying to get to some herb or exploring the territory. He has a scarily good memory, one of those types to be able to quote a conversation from when he was an apprentice. In other words? He has a perfect memory, which is both a blessing and a curse. He can't turn off his memories, and some times it makes him a bit out of control and he has to get away from others for just a little while so he can go back into control.
Mental Appearance: Nightlead is typically your stereotypical medicine cat. He is patient and kind, typically unfazed by most things. He has a strong aversion to using anger or force to get his way, and can be on the eccentric side at times. He also calls out cats when he knows they're lying. When he gets overwhelmed he has the tendency to snap, and retreats to the back of the medicine cats den until he's in control again.
History(optional)
Relations
Other
Screenname

(Yeah of course! How much older do you think?)