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♀ - - { Splashpelt } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Splashpelt is a pale 'blue' warrior with thick, dense fur and a thin, powerful build. Her fur hides her powerful legs, making her appear to be a small, fluffy and harmless warrior with a stumped tail. Splashpelt's eyes are a deep amber. Splashpelt clearly has Scottish Fold origins, though she is of the straight-eared variety. This is most easily seen in her flat face, wide head, thick fur and oversized paws. Because of this, she's well built to be a swimmer, leading her to spend much of her time on the coast. Another reason Splashpelt is an avid swimmer is due to the fact that she lost her tail - well, most of it - as an apprentice and ruined her balance, making her a weak runner and climber. Personality-wise, Splashpelt is cheerful and kind, though she doesn't trust herself around kits and tends to befriend females over males. The Scottish Fold mix isn’t accustomed to being around serious or calm cats, but she’s made it her goal to ‘get them to lighten up’ even if they really don’t need it. Splashpelt has dreamed of having kits of her own for so long, but since she's been left by toms in the past, she's closed off and unwilling to let any toms get close.}

_{- - { Roleplayed by Sparrowstep } - -}

♂ - - { Greenpool } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Greenpool is an outspoken, ginger tom with bright green eyes. He has a fairly normal build for a tom of his size, with powerful shoulders and legs, with an overall sleek appearance. He is a very rambunctious and flirtatious tom who will almost always fail in impressing a female, though he goes to great lengths to try. No dare is too tough for this cat, which leads him to trouble and constant visits to the medicine cat. He can be really romantic and sweet if he gets close enough to a she-cat, and despite his flirting, once he's settled down with somecat, no other could come between them.}

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♂ - - { Slatetail } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Slatetail is a blue Abyssinian, meaning his coat goes from a blueish-grey on his back to a light sandy brown on his belly and markings along his face and paws. Speaking of ears, his are quite large and expressive, along with his bright amber eyes. He is thinly built though quite muscular in his legs. His emotions are rather easy to read, though he's almost always tired and grouchy. Slatetail follows the warrior code very strictly, and won't stray from it for any cat - other than perhaps his brother. Despite this tom's very no nonsense attitude and strict adherence to the code, he'd risk life and limb for Sandpebble, his younger brother. When Slatetail feels that his brother is being attacked - or even if someone looks at him wrong - he'll jump in to the rescue, effectively smothering the tom.}

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♂ - - { Sootfeather } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Sootfeather has a slim and sleek build, with the majority of his muscle focused in the shoulders and hindquarters - though even that isn't much. He's a skilled hunter, since his slight frame allows him to run quickly and step quietly, sneaking up quickly on his prey to avoid having to chase them down. His coat is tuxedo patterned, with the majority of his body covered in crow black fur, hence the name. His chest, belly and all four paws are white, though the pads of his feet are speckled by both pink and black spots. Sootfeather's nose is black as well, which contrasts rather strongly with his long whiskers and bright yellow eyes. Personality-wise, this young tom is pretty laid back and patient, especially with his younger sister. It makes sense, considering he had to take on a father position at such a young age. Their father perished during a particularly harsh winter, and their mother simply gave up from grief. Since then, the tom has become quite mature, caring for his sister and his clan before anything else. A side effect of being with his sister so much is that he's still rather playful, and when in the mood, acts more like a kit than a warrior. He really enjoys the company of others, and tends to come off as quite a flirt. He thinks that many of the she-cats in AetherClan are quite pretty, and would love to find the perfect one to settle down with.}

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♀ - - { Hawkpaw } -- { Apprentice } - -

_{Hawkpaw is a tricolor she-cat, meaning that her coat is a spotted combination of white, ginger and dark brown. Her fur is largely white, with ginger and brown patches along her ears, back and tail. Her eyes are light green with flecks of amber around the edges of her irises. Hawkpaw's pelt is thick and fluffy, with feather wisps along her back, ear tips and tail. The little apprentice is quite small, with a thin build and short legs. Her paws are a bit big for her body, making her clumsy and prone to tripping. All in all, Hawkpaw is a fiery little she-cat with a chip on her shoulder and a tongue like a serpent. She can get embarrassed very easily, and if she messes up during training she's likely to grow upset and lash out before falling into angry silence. The apprentice will need to be quite close to someone if they want her to open up and keep her tongue in check, but that means dealing with her until then. Because she's such a little brat, Hawkpaw isn't very close to any of the other apprentices in the clan, and spends most of her time trying to practice her fighting skills.}

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♀ - - { Cloverrose } -- { Warrior } - -

_{A small she-cat that is slightly sensitive about her height when compared to her fellow warriors, Cloverrose is a lithe little she-cat with a cream-colored pelt. Her silky and sleek fur is marked by light brown tabby markings that coarse through her body and form an elegant marble pattern. Cloverrose’s long tail is marked by light brown rings, the same shade as her tabby markings, and her petite paws and chest are cream. Like the common plant for which she was named by her mother, Cloverrose has forest green eyes that may remind those looking into them of newleaf which is, coincidentally enough, her favorite season. The suffix of her warrior name may come from her surprisingly pink nose. In terms of her size, Cloverrose is smaller than the average warrior though not overly so. Still, it leaves her slightly self-conscious because it leaves her physically somewhat weak if compared to the other warriors. As a result, in battles and hunting she focuses most on her speed and stamina over bulkiness and strength. Typically, Cloverrose is a quick-learner and a rather friendly and light-hearted she-cat with an optimistic outlook on life. She enjoys socializing with others and making new friends, always trying to be polite and chivalrous to everyone. Even if another were to wrong her in any way that may anger, disappoint, or sadden her, Cloverrose would treat them the same as she usually would the next time the two crossed paths, for she’s the kind of cat who doesn’t just give second chances, but third chances, fourth chances, and so on. Many would consider her far too naive for her own good. Still, she is somewhat insensitive towards the feelings of others and also gets bored easily. As a result, this she-cat typically seeks out the cats she finds interesting and entertaining. A generally pacifistic and innocent she-cat, Cloverrose is very loyal to her clan and always tries to put her best effort into her duties. As a result, she would most likely have a hard time breaking any parts of the Warrior Code or defying orders even if it were for the better good of AetherClan.}

_{- - { Roleplayed by Ðᴏʟᴄᴇ } - -}

♂ - - { Lionpaw } -- { Apprentice } - -

_{Lionpaw is a lean and slender apprentice who is slightly taller than other apprentices his age. Like the dangerous predator for which he was named, the mountain lion, he has slightly larger-than-average paws and claws, alongside long legs built for jumping high and far. His fluffy pelt is a mottled golden-brown, not tawny like mountain lions usually are, with darker spots throughout his fur. He also has pale green eyes with a hint of blue in them. An outgoing tom often with too much energy for his own good, Lionpaw is very zealous and outgoing with a natural passion for life. As a result, he may bother his mentor or the other apprentices if he is bored. He is always trying to do his best for the clan, wanting to prove himself worthy of being a warrior, and often puts a brave front on. Furthermore, he is pretty confident and proud so when his ego is bruised he will probably mope around for a while. Unfortunately, this happens all too often enough due to his tendency to compete with other apprentices. Although he is pretty dense, and thus can be blunt and brutally honest at times, the tom is usually pretty friendly and loves conversing with his clan mates, especially his fellow apprentices. Often his clan mates will find him with a big smile gracing his countenance, his usual expression. Still, there is more to Lionpaw than he first appears, for inside is a sensitive and lonely tom that lost his parents in the mountain lion attack and seeks companionship in others even though he knows they cannot replace his mother and father. Although Lionpaw is very even-tempered, as one is unlikely to ever truly see him angry, he can grow very defensive when other cats actually see him for the lonely tom he truly is.}

_{- - { Roleplayed by Ðᴏʟᴄᴇ } - -}

♀ - - { Cardinalsong } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Cardinalsong is an average-sized she-cat with a soft, sleek pale sepia pelt. She has a strikingly pink nose, long whiskers, and petite paws. Her eyes are a pale yellow hue. A naturally aloof she-cat that usually keeps to herself, although Cardinalsong is respectable and courteous when addressing her clan mates in order not to upset the most sensitive of them, she is still introverted for the most part. In particular, this molly dislikes talking about her past and being criticized, so she can get very short-tempered and snippy around cats that try to get to know her better even if they are genuinely trying to befriend her. Deep down, however, she is lonely without any close friends in AetherClan. Because she believes her father died heroically, Cardinalsong wants to leave a lasting legacy, dying heroically like he did, and prove herself to her clan. This desire to prove herself may also stem from her innate loneliness and feeling inferior to others. Born into the clan, Cardinalsong's mother died during her kitting and her father was long gone. She was told that he died fighting a mountain lion to protect the clan, leading to her belief that he died heroically. For some reason, she was also very sickly as a kit and spent more time in the medicine cat's den rather than the nursery. As a result of her frailty and lack of parents, she was often pushed around and teased by the other kits. From the start of her life, she had a hard time making friends and so developed a self-defense mechanism of pushing others away and felt inferior to those around her. When she became an apprentice, Cardinalsong worked very hard at her training to better herself. Though she is talented in hunting and fighting due to all the effort she put into training, this she-cat is still physically frail and is almost always the first to succumb to illness when it spreads through AetherClan.}

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♂ - - { Darkspeck } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Description Darkspeck is a lean tom who is smaller than the average tom, something that greatly irritates him. He has long legs and a slender build, which also irritates him as he would rather be large and muscular. This tom has sleek and shiny sepia brown fur and the suffix of his warrior name comes from the darker brown, almost black, spots that run throughout his pelt. His eyes are an amber-gold color. Due to being overshadowed by his older brother, Darkspeck grew up with an inferiority complex and as a result strongly desires to prove himself to his family and AetherClan. Thus, he can come off as snappy and hard to get along with although he is surprisingly loyal and overprotective of those he cares for. A short-tempered and hot-headed, very competitive warrior that constantly compares himself to others, Darkspeck hates being teased even in good nature. He is so sensitive to criticism and teasing that he often takes teasing to heart, never forgetting it and holding a grudge. Due to all this, Darkspeck is a very diligent hard-worker that is constantly trying his best to better himself, often pushing himself too far much to the ire of his loved ones. Cautious and mistrusting, he also has a hard time warming up to cats outside of the clan and often gives them a hard time. For some reason, Darkspeck often suffers from nightmares when he sleeps. Despite his tough exterior, he is weak-willed and constantly bothered by those who are better than him. Still, he is very kind-hearted when someone makes the effort to get past his rough, wild card exterior and befriend him. The littermate of Cardinalsong and Muddywater, Darkspeck's mother died during their kitting and their father ran away shortly after out of madness. He, unlike his sister, is strongly aware of this and believes his father to be a coward... but if anyone other than him or his siblings points that out, he'll snap at them without hesitation for questioning his heritage.}

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♂ - - { Cloudpaw } -- { Medicine Cat Apprentice } - -

_{Cloudpaw is a small, long-furred tom. He has bright blue eyes and a pale silver pelt, though it is very light so it could be mistaken for white. Darker gray patches run throughout his fur. One of his eyes is cloudy and has healed scars over it. A pacifistic tom that believes there is no justice found in violence, Cloudpaw is generally kind-hearted to his clan mates and tries to show patience when dealing with the injured. He is very perceptive when it comes to the feelings of others. Although he tends to daydream a lot, his head up in the clouds, this tom surprisingly has a knack for learning and might even be called a prodigy for his medicine cat skills. He has a very strong sense of justice and is very devoted to the warrior code, looking down on those who break it. The truth is, however, there is more to this daydreamer than first appears. In fact, Cloudpaw is surprisingly cynical and pretty disillusioned with his life. He hates pity and has low patience for any warriors or apprentices who complain about their duties because he is, in fact, very envious of them as he knows he is too weak-willed to ever be strong enough to be a warrior. The truth is, Cloudpaw was not always regarded as a prodigy. He was born into the clan and was originally training to be a warrior, although he was never very good at hunting or fighting and was surprisingly clumsy. When he was taunted by the other apprentices for his failures, the tom tried to prove himself by going off alone to hunt. During this adventure, he encountered an eagle and tried to hunt it down on his own but was too small and weak, and the eagle retaliated by scarring one of his eyes. After recovering and realizing what a mouse-brained idea that was, he switched to being a medicine cat apprentice.}

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♀ - - { Heatherheart } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Heatherheart is a pretty long-legged she-cat with a slender frame and petite paws. She is short-furred with a triangular-shaped face, rosy pink nose, and almond-shaped lavender-blue eyes. Her pelt is classified as dilute torbie, which means that her fur is paler, less striking, and more muted than an actual tortoiseshell. Moreover, the torbie pattern means that instead of the typical tortoiseshell splotches, her cream and blue-gray colors create a tabby pattern. Finally, she has white paws and a white splash on her chest. This she-cat is very shy and timid, especially around toms. When she is not confident in something, which is fairly often except in training or hunting, her voice gets softer and weaker and she begins to stutter over her words. Since her voice is naturally quiet already, that only makes it harder to hear her. Generally, she tries to be polite to everyone and as a result can often apologize too often, even for something that isn't necessarily her fault. It is unknown why exactly she is more fearful of toms than other she-cats, though she is still reserved around she-cats, since Heatherheart has never had any bad experiences with them. In fact, she grew up rather well off having been born into the clan with two older sisters from a previous litter of her parents. Her two older sisters were tough, brave, and loyal. They made the perfect role models, especially since she lost her parents shortly after reaching apprentice age. The trio of sisters were all fairly close, and Heatherheart often found herself turning to them for guidance whenever anything went wrong... which was a bit too often since she is pretty clumsy. They both died in the mountain lion attack, leaving Heatherheart alone. Since their deaths, she has become a bit more reserved than usual if that's even possible. Still, she is trying her best in her everyday duties as a warrior because growing up, she constantly lived in the shadows of her older sisters which pushed her to try and work harder to keep up with them. Though they are gone now, she still works as hard as ever in an effort to try and be herself, so she does not die being known as the she-cat who always clung to her sisters for comfort and assistance. Being such a hard worker though, she can all too often over-exert herself and her abilities.}

_{- - { Roleplayed by Ðᴏʟᴄᴇ } - -}

♂ - - { Crowtalon } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Crowtalon is svelte rather than muscular, with a sleek pelt and tufted black-tipped ears. This tom is such a pale silver color that it looks white in most lightings, with silver tips at the edges of his fur. He has pitch black tabby markings on his face, back, and tail. With a triangular-shaped face and dark-colored nose, Crowtalon's eyes are a dark amber that almost look, frighteningly enough, red in certain situations. Typically, a big smile will be found present on this petite tom's face. Although he's not much of a brawny fighter, he is surprisingly intelligent in battle and uses this to his advantage to outsmart his opponents with ease. An unusually cheerful tom that loves laughing and smiling, Crowtalon is very obedient to his leader, deputy, and medicine cats. He will always fulfill orders given to him if asked, usually perfectly... unless he disagrees with their orders and finds them 'mouse-brained'. This tom loves fighting and is proud of his skill at it, though he's not that great of a hunter. For some reason, he also likes the sight of blood and is pretty sadistic when it comes to his enemies. Although he seems innocent and child-like, with that ever present smile on his face, he is surprisingly immoral as he finds nothing wrong with killing other cats no matter their upbringing. Furthermore, despite the bloodiness it brings, he loves battles for some reason and gets overexcited when one is announced. A clingy tom that sticks by the ones he loves, he is always willing to do anything to make the cats he cares about happy... and that does include killing any cat that upset them, if need be. The more observant cats may have picked up on the fact that, however, his smile and laugh is completely hollow. In fact, Crowtalon truly smiles to hide his true emotions, never admitting how he actually feels about something, and he sees nothing wrong with smiling all the time. Due to hiding his true emotions, he keeps other cats at a distant so no one has ever seen him sad or angry. Born into the clan, Crowtalon's parents never truly wanted kits and as a result never loved him. His father never visited the nursery, and his mother left the nursery as soon as he was born so he was weaned off the other queens. His mentor was unfortunately no better, being very strict and stern and punishing him if he ever acted out. The neglectful cats that were a part of his life has led to the slightly twisted personality that this tom has developed today.}

_{- - { Roleplayed by Ðᴏʟᴄᴇ } - -}

♂ - - { Baybone } -- { Warrior } - -

_{This russet brown tom is anything from normal and you can tell from a distance. His fur is long longer than most, and sticks up in places due to his failed attempt to keep his fur tamed. It tends to pick up anything he comes in contact with; burs, snow, and twigs are a few objects that tend to cling to his pelt. It is only upon the persistence of his sister; Milkpaw, does he tend to his thin, russet coat. Baybone's fur is not the most unique shade you have ever seen, but then again, Baybone isn't one for looks. Baybone is clad in a thick coat of umber. Starting at his plump muzzle a faint shade of white leaks down his neck and slips away before reaching his front limbs. There is nothing impressive about this tom's figure. if anything he resembles something of an otter or weasel due to his short, stubby limbs and long frame. He is certainly a very, interesting, feline of the sorts. On the dawn of his warriorship he had taken the challenge of racing up the tallest tree, a childish game at most. By the forces of nature and Starclan themselves the tom had plummeted to the ground and hit all of his sense and memory out of his head. No longer does he remember his days in the nursery watching over Milkpaw or growing up with the knowledge of the great potential he had of becoming a very fine warrior. In all honest, he doesn't remember anything and is still in the process of relearning all that was lost. Baybone is built on protection, it's his foundation if you will. It's all he has and anything less is unacceptable. Failure would mean devastation to himself. Every moment is dedication. Give him a task and he will carry it out until it is done. He's no genius but he has his occasional moments. Baybone is as loyal as they get. Tried and true. Though, that doesn't seem to be enough to earn an ounce of faith in his clanmates. Once an admired member of the clan, he has become and outcast and utters unsettling things only to himself now. However it his heart and loyalty that seems to push the few remaining cats that care about him away. His unquestionable dedication always seems to get in the way. Everyone quickly appears to be a potential threat. Even those that would not harm a fly appear as an enemy. He is driven to madness. There is no use in lying, failure and love will be his downfall.}

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♂ - - { Rookfeather } -- { Warrior } - -

_{A very skinny, solid black tom, with a pair of soft, pastel orange eyes. His pelt matches pitch darkness, save for his soft pastel eyes, pumpkin orange and somehow invokes the thought of the warm scents of leaf-fall and cooling breezes, all without actually smelling or feeling leaf-fall. Though it is worth mentioning leaf-fall, it is his favorite season, the season of his birth, and looks forward to it as soon as it's over and even still when's it just a moon or two away. Rookfeather was simply raised right, with his brother and sister who have long joined star clan, but his attitude is fixed as the unwanted tricksters they once were. If anything, he is the bad influence other parents criticize and tell their kits not to be. Sadly, they are kinda right- there's no denying Rookfeather's att¬itude is a very calm, quiet regardless how well you know him, but so cunning and manipulative one would be sorry if he ever preys on to be the next unfortunate victim of some prank. While seeming isolated, Rookfeather is generally open to talk to his clan mates but his conversation is usually short, to the point. Perhaps his parent's and littermates' early deaths could contribute to his self-induced solitude. Rookfeather doesn't exactly like reaching out to others but as once shown with his siblings is intensely loyal and trustworthy to those he hangs onto. Rookfeather both sometimes enjoys being alone, yet hates it, and has an issue with feeling alone but he can't admit it. He is however driven to achieve whatever he sets his mind to and actually does well under pressure - if not for his temper that can arise out of frustration. Rookfeather dislocated leg when he fell out of a tree, and was forced to stay off of it for a while. However, the feeling of being useless and dependent on others pushed him to walk around despite being advised not to. His stubbornness impeded his healing but push through it, secretly taking breaks every now then. Yet, to this day, his leg can still bother him and when it causes him pain there's a slight noticeable limp.}

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♀ - - { Milkpaw } -- { Apprentice } - -

_{Description Milkpaw's appearance is quite deceiving, she's not as pitiful as she looks. Her coat making her appear ever so slightly larger then she is cut out to be. However that still doesn't help the cause, cats are still wary when around her, acting as if even the slightest amount of weight applied to her would cause her to shatter to pieces. She is lightly built with a thinning frame. But don't let that fool you, for her muscles are concealed beneath her pelt, emphasized around her slender, short leg. Her eyes are flickering images of the depths of a frozen pond, albicant ice crusting around the swirling depths of celadon. They are vibrant, I mean they're dark, but the spark the she-cat gives to them makes them look alive. She has long charcoal fur that easily flows a little bit past her elbows. Her thick hide cultivates flicks of a lighter grey, most noticeable at the base of her feather-like tail. Milkpaw is not much. She is kind of a loner, seemingly shy cat who no one really knows and she would like to keep it that way. It's not so much that she doesn't want others' company, it's that she is... more at peace. She has a kind and amiable heart that shows when she is around those she's close to. Shy and slightly skittish about strangers, she warms up to you after a little while. She is an ambitious and clever cat, and she knows this too. Milkpaw is quite a complicated little thing. She has a strong unwillingness to displease anyone, always putting her heart into everything she does. However, her excessive will to please isn't the only thing that influences her action but also her intense fear of making a mistake, which is just apart of the reason why she doesn't put her heart into anyone. It's as if she feeds off the lavish of praise of others, as if someone's approval of her is dependent on her skills and performance, more the reason why she fears making a mistakes. She can grow to become defensive and irritable without any proximate cause but that's on rare cases. Most of the time she is off on her own, drinking in the stars that she has concluded look lonely too.}

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♀ - - { Ebbekit } -- { (Future) Kit } - -

_{Ebbekit is slightly small in size for her age with a slightly less-than-average length. She is very active, however, and takes after her mother and father's side with a body that promises strength in later years. Thick, medium-length fur coats her lithe build and lean legs. Her tail is longer than most cats', broad at the base, slimming down toward the tip. Her coat is a rich, even shade, and glints a slight blue color in the sun. Everything about her is dark: fur, ears, whiskers, and nose, all except for the lighter speckles that mark her chest. Matched with the silky feel and dense weight of the fur, every step creates a ripple of color along her pelt. Her ears are large, and well cute, constantly flickering as she tries to take in everything going on around her for she is a very observant cat. She is a generally happy cat - though she is rarely seen with a smile, when she does her smile truly lights up her entire face. From her father's father she inherited large, blue eyes. Ebbekit has a very high amount of energy to burn off and seems to never be tired. You might find yourself thinking that this she-cat is only trouble. Witnessing her rebellious acts against other cats. It's obvious she has a fight in her and does not like to be controlled. That also follows her wishes to never take up a mate and is quite determine so I must advise you to never bring up the subject. Especially that it is a she-cat's duty to help make the clan by providing kits. She will go into a whole rage on it. Ebbekit is not one to acknowledge her feminineness and sometimes acts as if she is not a queen at all but rather a brute. You might even mistake her for one, if it wasn't for her soft chime like voice. Each word that passes her lips rolls off her tongue smoothly, not being able to speak anything but eloquently.}

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♀ - - { Alouette } -- { Loner } - -

_{Description Alouette is one of those cats, nothing too different from the rest. With tortoiseshells you get different hues of merle, black, red, white. With tabbies, you still have variety. With Alouette you have beige and a light cream. In a way, it could be a blessing. Just simply and nothing too complicated But for her, for her breed, it's just a curse. There's no variations, she's just like her brothers and sisters. The only thing that slightly separates her from the lines is her large almond-shaped eyes are an alluring emerald, and her size is small, much smaller. The life of a stray has deemed her stout and thin. Sure, small muscles create nice curves for her body, but when set next to the average sized cat, she's more then a couple inches under the cut, and a whole lot more then a few pounds below what she should be. With that being said she is automatically not fit to be solider, it's hard enough not to be knocked down by a gust of wind let alone a blow from a cat. Alouette is somewhat of an intriguing creature, and truly brave. She's not adventurous, but when confronted with danger or a vicious brute of some sort, she can find her way out, and isn't afraid to stick up for herself. She isn't fierce or unkind, but she isn't a push over either. When it comes to any emotions, she is oblivious. She couldn't tell you what she's feeling, only that she is angry, happy, or sad. The basics. That's as far as her knowledge of emotions go. She doesn't understand love, but she's heard of it. She doesn't understand pure hatred, but she has felt it. Alouette has locked her heart and emotions in a place she can't seem to find, and she doesn't really want to find it either, or most of the time at least. So for the most part, Alouette is a statue-face fae. Even for her small size, this can be slightly intimidating; she's scared off several possible friends before with this feature. Even if it hurts her, she just moves on. She can be protective. Several times she's stood up for a strange stray, and though the outcome may not have been good, she still gave it all she's worth just to help them. She has quite a dark past; abandoned, alone, injured, frightened. She was all these things before and after she joined the WaterfallClan and has not been in any way faltered by it. Just a few more cracks she tells herself and all will be gone.}

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♂ - - { Ashpaw } -- { Apprentice } - -

_{Ashpaw is a muscular ash-grey tabby. His soft pelt is tight against his fit frame. Letting anyone who catches glance of him see his muscles ripple underneath his pelt easily. He has powerful, long legs, giving him the strength to jump high and far. His smooth, short pelt is a dusty ash-gray color. Giving him the appearance of looking as if he rolled in a pile of ashes and dead embers, darker flecks rained across his dusty-colored coat. He has surprisingly thick, sharp claws and he is not hesitant to use them. He has bright, deep amber eyes that can turn from a warm amber to an icy cold stare in a matter of seconds. Ashpaw is short tempered and does not have much patience if any. He is hot headed and can be too confident at times. He sees the world as a cruel, unforgivable place and dislikes it with a great passion just like everyone around him.}

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♀ - - { Dewstripe } -- { Warrior } - -

_{From a distance, Dewstripe looks like any other cat. Your average sally really, but upon closer inspection you can see that she is actually rather pretty. Not that I am bragging here, oh deary, no, she might boast about things at times but never about her appearance. Her fur isn't long, silky, or smooth; it's short, soft, and well kept. Her resemblance to a tiger is vague, but just present enough to turn heads. Bold, vertical stripes stretch themselves along the length of her soft gray body, starting at the spine to bleed evenly down the sides. Unlike her feline ancestors, however, her coloring lacks vibrant hues, instead dimming to a soft, calm palette of gray and the occasional spot of golden brown. She is soaked in these tones from head to toe, minus, of course, her eyes. Her eyes might not be the most.. inviting, but there is something about them that can draw your attention. Her eyes are a golden hue with swirls of amber. Dewstripe could care less whether you liked her or not. She does not pay any mind to what you think about her or her beliefs. She knows who she is and that is all that matters, right? She isn't uncaring in the sense that she hates everyone, no. She has a deep passion for her clan and cares greatly about them, but she is not a kiss up. What you see is what you get. Nothing more nothing less. Now I am not saying you can't rely on this she-cat, why you would be mouse-brained not to. Idle paws are the devil's paws as she always says. Dewstripe very much believes in hard work and will not accept slackers. Being idle is something she she-cat can't stand, and if she is, then you can be sure that there's something going on with her. If there is one thing Dewstripe had a lot of, it's passion. Once she has a deep running passion in her veins for something there is no stopping her. It could be a plethora of things, from fighting to faith. She's never really been one for commitment after what happened with the last and don't try and say that you're going to be the one that changes her mind, because you aren't. Plenty of toms have said that and she's left them all heartbroken. Despite everything she'll tell you, she really is a hopeless romantic. She adores the thought of staying together with a cat and raising a family.}

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♀ - - { Sedgecloud } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Draped in a well-groomed pelt of soft fur, she is quite the looker, a graceful little thing really. She has an overall chad coat, excluding the darker flecks that cover her frame and dapple her muzzle. It's as if someone had taken a paint brush and slapped it across her pink nose, splattering lighter drops all across her muzzle. Sedgecloud has a semi-fluffy fur that is described to be cloud like despite her constant, somewhat obsessive grooming. Her eyes are dark and swimming, contrasting against her light complexion. She is a kind, caring cat. Sedgecloud has always been maternal; such as her nature. From a young, tender age, she has always sought out to help others. Her heart is just too big for this world. She has high expectations which only leads to her own disappointment and if there is one thing this cat is bad at it's this. Sedgecloud is a good listener, always lending her ears to listen to anyone willing to speak. Being one for secrets, she is a cat that is in possession of a lot of knowledge about her clanmates. That and the fact that she likes to eavesdrop. Some cat's describe her as an odd little thing. Maybe it's her reaction to certain situations or the way she holds herself, either way there is something off about this one.}

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♀ - - { Mistycloud } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Mistycloud is a shimmery gray/blue colored she-cat with bright green eyes. She could also be considered a tuxedo cat because of the white splash on her chest, belly, and paw tips. Mistycloud is extremely shy and scared to speak her mind, she doesn't like to argue with anyone and depends a lot on other cats. Since her mate was banished she has opened up a bit more though, and tries her hardest to be positive.}

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♀ - - { Augustpetal } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Augustpetal is a beautiful calico she-cat with bright amber eyes. She is a very stubborn and independent she-cat, she loves hunting and swimming. This she-cat has a very tough outer shell, and hardly ever opens up to anyone. As much as she loves her clanmates she tries to get away from them as much as she can. She is very loyal, but enjoys her independence to much.}

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♂ - - { Robinsflame } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Robinsflame is a grey tom with a bright orange chest and light green eyes. He is a very friendly and personable cat, he loves to make friends and is very sociable. He joined the clan as a loner, and has a rather mysterious background, the only thing that people know about him is that his mother named him after the bird robin.}

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♀ - - { Flickerpaw } -- { Apprentice } - -

_{Flickerpaw is a orange tabby she-cat with bright blue eyes and white paw tips. She is a very quiet she-cat, and seems to be hiding a lot of secrets. It's hard for her to make friends, but she's very loyal and can be very loving. Her brother is Koipaw, and they lost their parents at a young age.}

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♂ - - { Koipaw } -- { Apprentice } - -

_{Koipaw is a calico tom, though he is mostly black with orange and brown splotches covering the rest of his body. This young tom has bright orange eyes and is very joyful, he loves his sister and would protect her with his life. Unlike his sister, he could be friends with anyone and everyone.}

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♀ - - { Mayra } -- { Loner } - -

_{Small is one word that describes the loner Mayra, though if you call her that you may want to protect your ears. This light brown she-cat with darker tabby markings is anything but small when it comes to her personality. She is extremely independent, and relies on no one but herself and the occasional mouse that crosses her path. With medium length fur that covers her body, she has a rounded face, and fuzzy ear tips. Her eyes are that of light amber, green specs almost floating around inside, although no one knows that because she would never allow anyone to be that close to her. As much as Mayra plays it off, she really has quite a big heart, and she when she loves, she loves unconditionally. Some small features about this pretty kitty would be that she had white paw tips, and a rather fuzzy tail. For fun, Mayra likes to tease toms who find her pretty, as she doesn't believe in 'mates,' and would much rather continue her solo ride. Though she knows nothing about falling in love, so it would be interesting to see how she reacts.}

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♀ - - { Peach } -- { Loner } - -

_{Peach is a brown tabby she-cat with, oddly enough, orange tabby stripes. She has bright green eyes with lighter blue and yellow markings. Peach is quite the cat, and one would recommend not getting on her bad side, which is actually easy to do. Say one wrong thing and you're toast, she doesn't like other cats much, and she tends to ignore others.}

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♂ - - { Cory } -- { Kittypet } - -

_{Cory is a handsome blue Merle colored tom, he's very muscular and has bright green eyes. Most think kittypets are soft, but Cory doesn't rely on his two legs that much. Cory sleeps in the twoleg nest and will eat the food they set out for him in the occasion, but he loves the outdoors. He doesn't have much experience with other cats though.}

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♂ - - { Thistleheart } -- { Loner } - -

_{Thistleheart is a brown and black tabby tom with bright blue eyes and an extremely muscular build. This tom is not one to mess with.. He is extremely short-tempered and very rude, especially to his mate Mistycloud. He loves to start fights and get into other peoples business, he is a very ambitious tom. He was exiled from the clan for attempting to murder Rednight.}

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♀ - - { Echowisp } -- { Medicine Cat } - -

_{Echowisp is a small tabby pointe, with a cream colored body and dark grey face, paws, and tail. She looks much like a Siamese would if she didn't have the darker grey tabby stripes on her face and tail, but she has the beautiful ocean blue eye color. Echowisp has an interesting body type, with short, skinny legs and a small skinny body, she looks almost underfed. Don't doubt that, though, she'd eat all the prey on the fresh-kill pile if she could. This pretty, graceful she-cat is quite small for her size, only a tad bigger than an average sized apprentice. As small as she is, she has a huge heart, and walks as though she's walking on the most delicate herb there is. As for her personality, there isn't quite one like it. Echowisp is extremely soft spoken, you have to listen carefully whenever she speaks otherwise you might not hear her. She doesn't like to be the underdog, and is very competitive. She would do anything to protect her clan though, and considers herself only an amateur medicine cat. She doesn't think very highly of herself, and laughs at anyone who gives her a compliment. Echowisp is very knowledgeable, though, and no one really doubts her.}

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♀ - - { Shorttail } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Shorttail is a medium-furred, all black she-cat with four white socks on each paw. She has one blue eye and one green eye, and a stubbed tail. As difficult as it is for her to balance, she practices often and tries her very hardest to be the best she can be. Shorttail loves to try new things and make new friends, willing to talk to anyone and everyone. If her feelings are hurt she would never admit it, or tell.}

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♀ - - { Heatherpaw } -- { Medicine Cat Apprentice } - -

_{A light gray she-cat with a deep blue gaze, sweet and gentle, but gets hurt easily. She can't control her emotions, crying for reasons she doesn't know of at night. She was found by AetherClan as a kit, tucked safely in a bush. Many thought she would die, for there were no queens and she wasn't of age to eat prey yet, although miraculously, she lived.}

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♀ - - { Larkwillow } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Larkwillow is a light brown tabby she-cat with leaf green eyes, She is usually quiet, but opens up to whomever takes the time to get to know her. As a kit, Larkwillow wanted to be a medicine cat, but after realizing she hated seeing others hurt and would be no help to them as she would refuse to even touch their wounds, she decided not to. However, she is always eager to help in the medicine den whenever needed.}

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♀ - - { Moondapple } -- { Warrior } - -

_{A light gray she-cat with darker flecks dappled across her pelt, Moondapple is a very motherly figure- Being caring, protective and kind to almost everyone she meets. But recently, she's been much more quiet, for reasons both she and others don't know of. Whenever she tries to speak, something tells her not to, keeping her voice and herself isolated from others, Her history is unknown, She was found in a tree log, abandoned by her mother. She had been abused by her, and eventually been thrown out to die. Fortunately, she was found by AetherClan, and nursed back to health. She feels she owes her life to her Clan, for even allowing her to stay, and is extremely loyal because of it.}

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♀ - - { Sorrelfrost } -- { Warrior } - -

_{A lithe light ginger cat with frosty blue eyes, Once you first meet her, she can come off as hostile and arrogant, but after you get to know her, she opens up, showing her true self - one that is the opposite of how she comes off, She spent her days alone, having no siblings nor friends to play with. Her father had died before she was born, and her mother was depressed. Her mother died unexpectedly, after she went out for a 'hunt', leaving Sorrelfrost more alone than ever. She's learned to make fun out of the times she's alone, telling herself optimistic things.}

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♀ - - { Blossompaw } -- { Apprentice } - -

_{A ginger tabby she-cat with bright green eyes. She is gentle when it comes to kits, but is a complete diva towards cats whom try to tell her what to do, even if it's her mentor. But, to those who actually take the time to know her, she'll break down into a little sweetheart. She is very impatient, but tries her hardest to be one of the best warriors she can be, As a kit, she was teased and bullied, for reasons she did not know of. And because of that, she tries hard to prove herself.}

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♂ - - { Oakshade } -- { Warrior } - -

_{Oakshade is a dark ginger tom with amber eyes, He wants what's best for other cats and his Clan, and his loyalty never wavers. But sometimes he finds himself debating whether life is worth living. He doesn't know why- After all, he lives a happy life with his Clan. He always turns the thoughts down, Oakshade the runt of his litter, although you would never think that by looking at him now. He was bullied by his siblings, the only other kits in the nursery, and whom are now all dead.}

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♂ - - { Sandbreeze } -- { Warrior } - -

_{A light ginger tom with amber eyes, Tough, and gets angered easily. But, he will quickly get rid of his attitude when near kits and young apprentices, as he wants to set an example. He likes the idea of having a mate, but thinks he'll never be able to get one, knowing that he comes off as always angry to others. He weeps at night, thinking of his sister- Ambergaze. As a kit, his sister, Amberkit, was always adventurous and daring. When she became a warrior- Ambergaze, she was out hunting with her new apprentice. Whilst hunting, a hawk flew above them, and because her apprentice was still small, its eyes were on her as prey. Ambergaze fought to protect her apprentice, but was taken by the hawk instead, because of how lithe and skinny she was. After her apprentice told everyone of what had happened, warriors went out looking for her. After they couldn't find her, they gave up, announcing that Ambergaze was dead, leaving Sandbreeze to weep in despair. Recently, the tom began to fall into depression, falling deeper and deeper into it each day. Sometimes, he has thoughts of ending his life, but he tries not to think about it too much.}

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♂ - - { Stormshade } -- { Warrior } - -

_{A dark furred tom with stormy blue eyes, Stormshade is very grumpy, and prefers to be alone. He is tough- Especially towards apprentices, and if they do anything wrong, shall get a stern lecture, He used to love a she-cat but she turned him down. This has made him hate all she-cats, even if he barely knows them. He now hates the idea of a mate, and this is why he now prefers to be alone.}

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♀ - - { Ambergaze } -- { Loner } - -

_{A lithe and skinny brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes, Mysterious and quiet, never likes speaking of her past to other loners she comes across, As a kit, Amberkit was always adventurous and daring. When she became a warrior- Ambergaze, she was out hunting with her new apprentice. Whilst hunting, a hawk flew above them, and because her apprentice was still small, its eyes were on her as prey. Ambergaze fought to protect her apprentice, but she was taken by the hawk instead, because of how lithe and skinny she was. After her apprentice told everyone of what had happened, warriors went out looking for her. After they couldn't find her, they gave up, announcing that Ambergaze was dead.}

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♀ - - { Ravenwing } -- { Dark Forest } - -

_{A pure black she-cat with blue eyes, Ravenwing seems like a quiet and shy cat, as well as quite a nice one. But she is the opposite- only pretending to be these things, Ravenwing was born to a very trusted and noble cat - Duskfeather - as her first kit. She was always expected to do great things as her mother had done- Especially when she died. Under the pressure, Ravenwing almost snapped. But she kept strong. Realizing they could manipulate her, Dark Forest cats began speaking with her in her dreams. They implanted evil plots and plans into her mind, and when she died, she went to join them- leaving behind the life that she could of had in StarClan if she hadn't allowed it to get to her, Ravenwing is depressed, and she knows that she knew from the start that she shouldn't continue working with the Dark Forest, but they were the only cats whom are able to give her comfort.}

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