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Post by [ ᴅᴀᴍᴘʀᴇᴇᴅ ] on Dec 2, 2017 17:41:42 GMT -5
This is the basic form used for joining the Clan. Descriptions should be between 10 and 20 lines. No less and no more. Flowers and colors are only for cats older than 6 moons. Please put 'N/A' in your form if your character is a kit or brand new apprentice. Check the customs to find the lists for these. Copy the form and delete the space between the & and the nbsp; to create proper spacing.
Name ✿ Gender ✿ Age in moons
❀ Flower & Color
Description; personality; history
{ Rank :: do not join with a queen or kit unless approved by me
{ Mate / Crush :: any love interests or mate your character has
{ Relations :: any family among the Clan
{ Other :: any other info to include
{ Image :: include an image of your cat for the front page
[font color="ffffff" style="font-size:10px;"][b][font color="ffffff"]Name[/font] [font color="594532"]✿[/font] [font color="ffffff"]Gender[/font] [font color="594532"]✿[/font] [font color="ffffff"]Age in moons[/font][/b]
[span]& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;[/span][span]& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;[/span][i][font color="594532"]❀[/font] [font color="f2b680"]Flower & Color[/font][/i]
[span]& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;[/span]Description; personality; history
[span]& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;[/span][b]{ Rank ::[/b] do not join with a queen or kit unless approved by me
[span]& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;[/span][b]{ Mate / Crush ::[/b] any love interests or mate your character has
[span]& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;[/span][b]{ Relations ::[/b] any family among the Clan
[span]& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;[/span][b]{ Other ::[/b] any other info to include
[span]& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;& nbsp;[/span][b]{ Image ::[/b] include an image of your cat for the front page[/font]
c l a i m e d & p r e f i x e s Barracuda, Bird, Clover, Crest, Dawn, Feather, Fin, Frond, Grass, Gull, Hail, Kelp, Leopard, Little, Nematode, Pumice, Rowan, Rye, Snip, Sparrow, Spire, Splash, Sponge, Stone, Tilapia, Towhee
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Post by [ ᴅᴀᴍᴘʀᴇᴇᴅ ] on Dec 2, 2017 17:45:41 GMT -5
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Post by [ ᴅᴀᴍᴘʀᴇᴇᴅ ] on Dec 2, 2017 17:46:25 GMT -5
{ d a m p r e e d ' s s a v e Future Characters - Birdshine, Towheeflutter, Tilapiabrine
Name ✿ Gender ✿ Age in moons
❀ Flower & Color
Description; personality; history
{ Rank :: do not join with a queen or kit unless approved by me
{ Mate / Crush :: any love interests or mate your character has
{ Relations :: any family among the Clan
{ Other :: any other info to include
{ Image :: include an image of your cat for the front page
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Post by Sand on Dec 2, 2017 19:11:48 GMT -5
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Ryeplover ✿ Tom ✿ 34 moons
❀ African Violet & Green
An average-sized tom, Ryeplover isn't exactly tall but he isn't short either; one could say his legs are lower to the ground than most's. He has small, rounded paws along with a shortened tail that usually stays curled. As a tortoiseshell tabby cat, Ryeplover's appearance is mystifying yet distinct. A short, well groomed coat hugs this tom tightly as a light shade of brown starts his pelt off. Splotches of ginger and dark brown are brindled across his body except for his maw, chest, lower hind legs, and paws. Mackerel stripes cover him from his tail-tip to his front paws, each being a different shade of black, brown, and ginger. Ryeplover's maw, chest, lower hind legs and paws are stark white. Finally, a pair of hazy green eyes adorn this feline. Though he may seem easy-going and casual from afar, Ryeplover is quite the opposite around those he doesn't frequently chat with or trust. He's distant and very obscure with his words for he tends to keep his guard up, in case his own words can become someone else's. It may make the leader seem paranoid, but it is done for his protection. This tom does his best to be prudent and shrewd, though it's challenging when facing his clanmates. Ryeplover feels the desire to let go if he is making small talk even though his mother, Cragwing, taught him otherwise. Her teachings stick to his fur like mud and they are one of the few things he keeps in mind. They're ingrained into his mind and it has become instinct to rely on them. It explains why he's so tied to her teachings and it's very likely he will never let them go. He was born to his mothers, Cragwing and Juniperbee(birth mother), and had a surrogate father by the name of Gingernose.
{ Rank :: Warrior, deputy
{ Mate / Crush :: Has a slight interest in Spongewhisker
{ Relations :: Juniperbee + Gingernose = Ryeplover & other siblings
{ Other :: image here
{ Image :: ref for RyeBarracudasnap ✿ Tom ✿ 41 moons
❀ Flowering Maple & White
As a kitten, Barracudasnap looked like a ball of fur; a blue-grey ball of fur, to be exact. It was hard to see his eyes, let alone his entire face. Luckily for this tom, things have evened out. With muscular features, Barracudasnap has broad shoulders to pair with his sturdy build. He is covered in a blue-grey colored coat that is only found on a certain breed; the Russian Blue. He has two thick coats; the undercoat being soft and downy while the other is soft to the touch. On both coats, the hairs are blue with silver tips. If you look at Barracudasnap's tail, you won't be able to see the unnoticed, dull stripes. He has dull pine green eyes. At his age, this tom isn't as spunky as he used to be-- wait, spunk? Barracudasnap never had such thing. He has always been mature and levelheaded. He never had the sort of excitement like most young warriors, apprentices, and kits have. He has always been mature beyond his moons. He has always been a fine warrior; a hardworking one at that. Always focused and determined are some key traits of this tom too. Barracudasnap focused on his training as an apprentice, but he was also very observant. His green eyes always seemed to linger on other cats and his blue-grey ears eavesdropped when they weren't supposed to. Sure, it earned him trouble, but the consequences behind it turned him into the warrior he is today. He doesn't care much for his annoying moronic clanmates and does his best to avoid them. Let's just say he keeps far, far away from them. This tomcat keeps to himself most of the time unless he is absolutely forced or required to.
{ Rank :: warrior
{ Mate / Crush :: n/a
{ Relations :: Open to relations
{ Other :: - -
{ Image :: ref for Barracuda Littlepaw ✿ She-cat ✿ 7 moons
❀ Heliconia & Magenta
Littlepaw is obviously tiny for she was named after her size and being the runt in her litter. Normally carrying a tart look on her face, this feline doesn't seem all that approachable. That is half of the truth, but the rest is left for one to figure out on their own. An array of classic calico colors dapple her medium-furred coat as long white hairs peel the ginger and black apart. Starting at her black nose begins a wave of white fur that gradually reaches beneath her and stops at her toes. As for Littlepaw's head, back and tail, that is where the classic colors surface. Both of her ears are pitch black which bleed down into her temples before stopping. Around her left eye, there is a streak of ginger. A short slash of black covers the bridge leading to her nose and a small yet thick patch of ginger sits besides it. The rest of this feline's face is white. Finally, her back and tail are broken into large patches as the colors (black and ginger) alternate. Littlepaw has copper eyes. Despite the bitter look on her face, this small cat was born with empathy and it's something she embodies. Littlepaw radiates of compassion and warmth, creating a world of a pleasantries. She's very pleasant to be around for this she-cat is amiable. Sometimes her pleasant side can be seen as too positive or irritating. She doesn't turn anyone's offers or suggestions down, though if the idea isn't the best.. she might take it out of pity. Sometimes she can be a little too nice to the part where others might find it peculiar, believing that Littlepaw doesn't really mean what she is saying.
{ Rank :: Apprentice
{ Mate / Crush :: any love interests or mate your character has
{ Relations :: open to kin
{ Other :: image here
{ Image :: ref for LittleCrestwave ✿ She-cat ✿ 23 moons
❀ Hydrangea & Teal
A creamy ginger colored feline, Crestwave is quite athletic and lithe. She's bound to be in a lively, lighthearted mood when you see her as she's never one to stop doing anything. Whether she's holding a conversation or outside of camp, this she-cat is always on the move, no matter where her paws lead her. Having a more reddish orange pelt, darker classic tabby markings coil around Crestwave's body with ease. Her markings are bold and strong in color for they're tinged with some brown, though they are mostly dark ginger. With a long, thin tabby tail, a set of white whiskers and a pale pink nose accompany this she-cat. She has plain amber eyes. Crestwave has what you call a bleeding heart; she's a sympathizer and would give her all to help others, stranger or not. Unfortunately, she will forgive someone very easily if they cross her and take them back as soon as possible. She doesn't see the risks and jeopardy in life, which makes accepting them unfathomable. It can cause hindrances for Crestwave and those are the ones she's wary of accepting. Despite her worrying battles, this feline is devoted and committed to her clanmates, who she considers her true family.
{ Rank :: Warrior
{ Mate / Crush :: n/a
{ Relations :: Open to relations
{ Other :: n/a
{ Image :: ref for Crest
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Post by Dagegen5 on Dec 2, 2017 20:18:32 GMT -5
((Ahhh, finally done! I should offer a small warning; dead week is here so I'm gonna be half here, half not until Dec 13, when my finals are done. ; ; I'll do my best to be active, though!))
Kelpsplash ✿ She-cat ✿ 21 Moons
❀ Amaranth & Purple
Kelpsplash is a long, lanky warrior with a heart of steel; nothing seems to knock this she-cat off of her feet. A swift strike to her face? Nothing she can't handle. A mighty wave bearing down on the shore she's scavenging across? Minor inconvenience. An ill-intended, sharp emotional jab at her? Their mistake for thinking she had feelings in the first place. Perhaps while Kelpsplash sees this as a strong and note-worthy attribute, the tortoiseshell tabby is not often granted this by her fellow clanmates, who often regard the she-cat as 'stand-offish' and 'stoic'. She's not on friendly terms with a lot of cats, despite her overall beautiful appearance, which manages to turn a couple of heads every now and then. She sports a wonderfully marbled mackerel tabby coat, mottled with patches of brown and orange fur. The pattern is clear and unobstructed through the mottling, and her pelt itself is thick and shiny. She has a lighter colored, almost white, undercarriage, still run through with brown stripes of her tabby fur and she had pale green eyes, almost dull against the shine of her coat. Under her harsh and rocky exterior, she has a fond and almost kit-like fascination with the natural world, spending hours of her free time out of the camp and slowly watching various insects, prey animals and even predators, observing their behaviors. She does the same with the ocean and refuses to let the fear of getting wet get in her way of checking out a starfish in a tide-pool or a weird looking fish that managed to get too close. Kelpsplash is quite the oddball among AnchorClan and is quite bitter about the fact that her symbolic flower and color tattle about her curiosities about the world, shattering the reputation she's built as a hardhearted-mean-machine.
{ Rank :: Warrior
{ Mate / Crush :: "LOVE IS FOR THE WEAK" - Kelpsplash. She won't be the one to start any crushes, but... others certainly can. :3c
{ Relations :: I'm going to keep her as a litter of one, but I am absolutely open to parents! I didn't quite see any cats that quite fit the bill yet, though...
{ Other :: Reference Pic!
Frondpaw ✿ Tomcat ✿ 7 moons
❀ Chenille & Red
A young and rambunctious tom, Frondpaw is still vastly excited about the prospect of becoming an apprentice despite having been one for roughly a moon. His anticipation for the special event always managed to seep deep into his bones and emerge as his luxurious gray pelt standing on end, pale amber eyes glinting with vapid enthusiasm. His tail was and continues to be a wonderful indicator of his excitement level, and any sort of event will cause him to stand with his tail held high, strands of long, thick gray fur splayed out; his tail can very much resemble the frond of a palm tree as he does this. Overall, Frondpaw can somewhat be described as a touch... dumb. It is not uncommon for many cats to believe there to be rocks in his empty skull as he boldly charges into situations that aren't in his favor and refuses to think about his words before he blurts them out into the aether. It can also take the tom a little bit of time to catch onto physical tasks, such as hunting and fighting, and his strategic skills are not stellar by any means. While lacking in the brains for basic warrior training, he does have a seemingly unending amount of determination for anything he is remotely interested in and seems to have some sort of social skill to his name. The gray tom is very friendly and humorous, to clanmate and loner alike, and can manage to taste emotions in the air like a senior warrior tastes the scent of prey. He dislikes conflict and may slink away from bickering cats or try to keep his opinion out of it, fearing that he'd become part of the disturbance. As such, Frondpaw himself is a bit of an emotional sap and could never argue without becoming too emotional to think or speak clearly. It is also not uncommon for him to want to make another feel better only to accidentally leach off of the negative emotions that his companion exudes and reflect them back.
{ Rank :: Apprentice
{ Mate / Crush :: As Frondpaw is kind of young, he doesn't really have any crushes as of yet. I'm open to them, however!
{ Relations :: VERY open to other siblings! Mother is Pumicefur
{ Other :: Reference pic! I'm open to having a mentor that would likely become impatient and/or rude about Frondpaw's incompetence in certain areas. Then again, I'm also open to a patient mentor; I can role with whatever for this guy 
Pumicefur ✿ She-cat ✿ 34 Moons
❀ Bat Plant & Green
Pumicefur never really felt like she fit in as an apprentice; the small, pale gray she-cat was small and meek in comparison with everyone, her golden eyes always fixed on her white-tipped paws when she came into contact with anyone else. With her only sibling, Gullwake, as a medicine cat apprentice, she felt shy and lonely as she tried to make herself at home with the others. She often felt left out as most of the apprentices were older and had already formed friendships. Despite this, she carried on, never really out growing the shy aspect of her behavior, but she certainly began to feel less lonely. Earning the she-cat's trust and admiration is not a difficult feat; Pumicefur is as trusting and loyal as they come, always willing to lend a part of her open heart to most cats. Of course, this comes as a downfall; she loved many cats in her youth, falling this way and that for any tom or she-cat that showed her the smallest amount of affection. As an apprentice, of course, these sorts of experiences call for many broken hearts and tearful nights, leading the owner to wonder when anything will ever get better. In her adulthood, however, she's managed to keep a tight hold on those flippant emotions, knowing when to stop her fluttering heart from padding after a cat whose only goal was to simply be kind. She managed to land a mate, whom she loved dearly and had a litter of kits with. He died unexpectedly, leaving the pregnant queen heartbroken and alone to raise the kits she bared a moon later.
{ Rank :: Warrior
{ Mate / Crush :: Previous mate died 8 moons ago. Crushing on Stonestar
{ Relations :: Sister to Gullwake, son is Frondpaw; open to her having more siblings to Frondpaw, however
{ Other :: Reference Pic!
Gullwake ✿ Tomcat ✿ 34 Moons
❀ Calathea & Silver
As white tom with a splashing of dark gray on his ears, back, rump and tail, Gullwake manages to live up to his name in more ways than one. He is often loud and vocal about his opinions, his yowl shrill and unsettling when he gets the chance to use it -- which is a lot. His stare is often unnerving; it is an unblinking look, much like a seagull as it stares deeply at an unattended bit of two-leg food before assaulting it greedily. The assault never comes from Gullwake, but it never fails to feel like he's going to swoop forward at any given point. In his deep, yellow eyes, however, his clanmates can absolutely see that he is vastly concerned for his patients and ensures that they are well taken care of while in the medicine den and makes them fully aware of everything they have to do to remain healthy once they leave. If you are one to cross his doctoral orders, however, it should come at no surprise when the tom forces you back under his cautious supervision in the medicine den again until he's sure that it is unneeded. The white and gray tom is a very clingy and worried little guy who is nothing more than a perfectionist at heart; perhaps this makes him well suited for the job as there are no excuses for mistakes in his mind. He does, however, tend to be very hard on Snippaw because of this attitude, pushing his apprentice to be the best medicine cat that he can be. He can also, unfortunately, bar anyone else from doing his job when he thinks he's the only one to be able to do it and is not particularly easy or fun to speak to when he's stressed out -- which is a good portion of the time. Gullwake is not a very pleasant individual, but he is unfortunately necessary.
{ Rank :: Medicine cat
{ Mate / Crush :: N/a
{ Relations :: Brother to Pumicefur, uncle to Frondpaw (and others if they come)
{ Other :: Reference Pic!
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Post by Honcho on Dec 3, 2017 9:41:23 GMT -5
Rowanflame ✿ Tom-cat ✿ 27 moons
❀ Bird Of Paradise & Purple
Rowanflame is a tall, handsome, broad shouldered tom with a tan pelt and black patterns and stripes. He has yellowish eyes and medium sized ears. His whiskers are super long, and his paws are super big for mass destruction when battling. He has a long scar down the side of one of his legs and one along his back that he got from his parents when he was a rouge. ; Rowanflame is super kind to anyone in the clan if they are loyal, and nice. He is tough, and lets apprentices use him as a swingset and just laughs the whole time. He always tries again, and again, and again, and never gives up, unless super hurt or he cant move very well. He is super determined to be the best of his clan, and nothing less and nothing more. He helps out anyone in need and feels sad whenever a cat dies when him/her was right next to him and blames there death on himself. He would protect his clan with his life, and would save any cat in need, even if that means killing himself. He is not a fan of rouges or kittypets, especially not rouges, not after what his parents did to him when he was one. Super close to his sister and will always be on her side and will always have her back no matter what, even if she does something super bad.; Past rouge but then found Anchorclan. His mom and dad, were not very nice and would threaten to harm him and his sister, but eventually, there parents broke up and they were abandoned at only 10 moons and hardly could catch any prey, and almost starved to death. After a while of looking, they found Anchorclan and were gladly accepted in and have been loyal members since.
{ Rank :: Warrior
{ Mate / Crush :: Open to any love drama! No crush yet!
{ Relations :: Sister is Cloverclaw.
{ Other :: None
{ Image :: Here!Cloverclaw ✿ She-cat ✿ 27 moons
❀ Cala lily & Grey
Grey, slim and skinny pretty she-cat with black stripes and designs. Big blue eyes, and long whiskers. She has super tiny paws unlike her brother, but still can pack a big punch. She also has a bushy tail. One of her sides has a scar from her parents when she was a rouge; Incredibly kind, nice, and makes you feel like you belong. She hardly ever gets mad, and when she does its usually not that bad, she will just strom off. She is usually shy around other cats, and would rather just not talk at all. But if she does know you, she is so much fun to be around. She loves kits, and hopes to have some of her own, but thats not her main focus. Her main focus is, being the best warrior/caretaker in the clan and to make sure to everyone that she belongs. She is not a fan of battling other cats and hates seeing the sight of blood from her clan-mates. She hates hunting too, but its needed to be done so she does it and tries not to show how disgusted she is. She is super close to her brother, Rowanflame and will always be on his side and have his back even if he does something really bad.; Past rouge but then found Anchorclan. Her mom and dad, were not very nice and would threaten to harm her and her brother, but eventually, there parents broke up and they were abandoned at only 10 moons and hardly could catch any prey, and almost starved to death. After a while of looking, they found Anchorclan and were gladly accepted in and have been loyal members since.
{ Rank :: Warrior
{ Mate / Crush :: Open to a mate! No crush yet!
{ Relations :: Rowanflame is her brother
{ Other ::None
{ Image :: Here!
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Post by Morticat on Dec 3, 2017 20:08:35 GMT -5
Leopardcloud ✿ She-cat ✿ 22 moons
❀ Black Viola & Red
A short-furred she-cat with leopard-like, smooth fur and pale green eyes like her father, a constant reminder. She is quite lanky and long legged with a tail that sweeps the ground and use to cause her trouble when she was an apprentice, always hitting the ground as she stalked her prey. She is very loyal, determined, and quick to act but Leopardcloud can also sometimes be seen as bossy when she gets frustrated, lashing out at the closest cat. She is also known to be kind of a klutz. She consistently feels like she is behind her clan-mates so she needs to find some way to overcompensate and wear herself out trying to go on all the patrols and help the apprentices. While she tries to be a strong and brave warrior, her heart is set on having kits one day to protect and teach all she knows, and to be there for them like her parents couldn't be. Leopardcloud has always been in AnchorClan, her mother dying during her birth and her father dying in battle during her apprenticeship, leaving behind her half-brother Splashpaw from an unknown she-cat. Her relationship with Splashpaw is overall nonexistent, and they treat one another as normal clan-mates. She doesn't think it is her place to involve herself in her half-brother's life now, since she never did even when he was a kit. The lack of any familial relationships has made Leopardcloud seek out someway to have close ties, but she ultimately always feels alienated.
{ Rank :: Warrior.
{ Mate / Crush :: None.
{ Relations :: Splashpaw - half brother. Frostbush - father.
{ Other :: None.
{ Image :: Click here.Splashpaw ✿ Tom-cat ✿ 8 moons
❀ Rubber Plant & Brown
A long-furred tom-cat with a grey pelt and white chest, paws and tail tip and large yellow-ish eyes that always appear alert. He is an average sized cat with big paws adorned with large claws which don't do him much because he is a Medicine Cat. Although Splashpaw is a quiet tom, he is ambitious and constantly questioning his surroundings and beliefs. He hopes to find new cures to illnesses and ways to treat his clanmates that has never been done before. Splashpaw always knew that he wanted to be a healer, from the moment he was let out of the nursery he was prancing around in the herbs trying to distinguish the smells and asking silly questions about healing broken bones. He still holds bitter feelings over his father's death, lack of knowledge of his mother's identity and the obsolete relationship with his only kin Leopardcloud. He tries to channel these feelings into his work, treating his clan-mates like family instead. He has a chronic chest problem which causes him to cough most of his waking hours. Though this use to embarrass him, he instead takes it as something positive since it means he gets a nest to himself far from his clan-mates, the perfect solitude he needs to think. Splashpaw was born shortly before his father's death in battle so he was cared for by a foster Queen, as well as the by the rest of the clan. Because of how he was raised, being around so many cats, and the death of Frostbush, may have influenced his decision to heal them instead of becoming a warrior.
{ Rank :: Medicine Cat Apprentice.
{ Mate / Crush :: None.
{ Relations :: Leopardcloud - half sister. Frostbush - father.
{ Other :: None.
{ Image :: Click here.
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Post by Morticat on Dec 3, 2017 22:10:26 GMT -5
Dawnshine ✿ She-cat ✿ 42 moons
❀ Bromeliad & Pink
A short-furred she-cat with pale orange fur that has swirls of orange-brown, and pale green eyes. Dawnshine is a very muscular cat, with a round face and if she wasn't so buff she would likely be very attractive. Her ears are torn from scuffles and battles, and there are small parts of fur on her back and tail that won't grow back. Dawnshine is intelligent and realistic, and is great at taking care of inner-clan conflicts. On the battle-field, she will be seen taking on the biggest opponents for herself and expects others to take care of themselves too. She is easy to talk to and tries to make it a priority to talk to anycat looking uneasy or troubled, mostly because she is concerned but also because she likes to insert herself into drama. Dawnshine can be self-centered and think too highly of herself at times, so it's best not to feed her ego. She can be seen inserting herself in business that isn't hers, and giving unwarranted advice. She was born a loner with her brother Hailstep, but they were hardly loners as they joined AnchorClan when they were just getting weaned from their mother, therefore they don't consider themselves ever having really been outsiders. She never felt the need to search for more of her kin, because she felt so accepted by the Clan all of her life she didn't think it was healthy for her to question, where there was likely no answers.
{ Rank :: Warrior.
{ Mate / Crush :: None.
{ Relations :: Hailstep - brother.
{ Other :: None.
{ Image :: Click here.Hailstep ✿ Tom-cat ✿ 42 moons
❀ Calla Lily & Purple
A short-furred grey, brown and tan tabby tom-cat with a rather thick build, carrying weight especially on his belly and has a shorter than average tail. Hailstep has a white muzzle and chest, pale green eyes and is missing the tip of his right ear. Although being a little thick, he is a talented swimmer, so if one decides to spend time with him they will likely be coming back to camp wet from head to paws. Swimming, in his opinion, is one of the most relaxing things one can spend their day doing. He keeps great focus and patience, rarely losing his temper with anycat. Although he has many great qualities, Hailstep is just plain terrible at keeping friends or lovers. He feels uncomfortable getting feelings for any of his clan-mates or if he gets the sense that anycat has feelings for him. He would rather just keep things casual with everyone, and not form any solid relationships, though he actually hopes to challenge this one day. He was born a loner along with his sister Dawnshine, though neither of them really consider themselves ever having been outsiders because they arrived in AnchorClan at such a young age, and have been there for seasons. Unlike his sister who was content not knowing their past, Hailstep had spent many days when he was a new warrior trying to find more family, but he never found a trace. He feels there is unfinished business and that he is missing out on something by not knowing his kin.
{ Rank :: Warrior.
{ Mate / Crush :: None.
{ Relations :: Dawnshine - sister.
{ Other :: None.
{ Image :: Click here.Sparrowclaw ✿ Tom-cat ✿ 125 moons
❀ Chenille & Yellow
A fluffy, short-furred tom-cat with a tortoiseshell pelt. The majority of his chest and belly are a burnt orange tone, and his eyes are bright green which stand out from his darkly colored fur. He is a small cat, with a short torso and an average frame. Sparrowclaw use to be much more muscular and toned when he was younger, but the years have left him frailer with hard hearing and arthritis. He is reserved, not letting many cats in to know about his life, though he can talk all day about other cats he has memories of. He hardly complains, most likely because he has nobody he can connect to to vent to. He was a skilled prey hunter when he was younger, able to hear the lightest noises on the ground, which is now a nuisance to him as he feels every pitter-patter of kits running around camp, disturbing his sleep. Sparrowclaw is AnchorClan-born to a mother and father who were with him for most of his life, along with his brother who died as a senior warrior. His sister died quickly as an apprentice from illness that she had been suffering with since she was born. Having been with his family most of his life and never experiencing loneliness, he was reluctant to join the Elder's den where there are usually not very many cats, but he accepted his new role once his hearing became too bad to distinguish predators from prey, and his arthritis prevented him from going far from camp.
{ Rank :: Elder.
{ Mate / Crush :: None.
{ Relations :: None.
{ Other :: None.
{ Image :: Click here.
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Sparkly
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Post by Sparkly on Dec 4, 2017 6:45:43 GMT -5
Tawnypaw ✿ She-Cat✿ 7 Moons Old
❀ Chenille & Blue
Brown, with black markings. She has a sleek, slender build, and bright green eyes. She has a few tufts of long, untidy fur, but her pelt tends to be short, sleek, tidy, and slicked-back. Tawnypaw appears quite carefree and optimistic from the outside, but, inside, she has quite poor self-esteem. She is extremely brave, and will protect her Clan to the death - at least, as long as it doesn't mean betraying her friends. Loyalty and friendship will always and forever come first. She takes a lot of pride in her appearance, and spends a lot of time grooming herself. She was taken into the Clan as the orphaned kit of a loner, named Pond.
{ Rank :: Apprentice
{ Mate / Crush :: None
{ Relations :: None
{ Other :: She enjoys, swimming, rain, thunderstorms, and the water in general, and is afraid of heights.
{ Image ::
(I can't find an image...  If anybody knows where I can find a picture of Tawnypaw, please PM me!  )
Sunfern ✿ Tom ✿ 23 Moons Old
❀ Bougainvillea & Black
Sunfern is a ginger tabby tom, with white markings. He has several scars. He has a bobbed tail, and bright green eyes. Sunfern is a very traditional cat, and a stickler for rules. He hates cats who disobey orders, but, ironically, will sometimes forget himself, and break orders himself. He is very good at lying, and can often get himself out of trouble that way. He is very confident and determined, and likes to battle train. He is Clan-born, however, his mother, Lilyclaw, died to an aggressive rogue shortly after he became an apprentice, and his father, Rainstrike, drowned five moons after he became a warrior.
{ Rank :: Warrior
{ Mate / Crush :: None
{ Relations :: None
{ Other :: He is afraid of being alone.
{ Image :: 
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Dec 4, 2017 18:32:03 GMT -5
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** All of my characters are open to family relations! But I will not be changing any of them to fit into a particular family, so you'll have to take them as they are c:
Whiskerbristle ✿ Tom ✿ 39 moons
❀ Bougainvillea & Blue
All liquid grace and a balance of sharp and soft angles. The line of his body is tall, lean, muscled, and relatively thin and long, spindly and seemingly endless with the length of his tail, much reminiscent of a snake or mink. While his posture is smooth, the crevices of his bones are sharply pointing from his body, making him appear even thinner and keen with the protruding of his haunches and elbows. His cranium follows this trend as a lemon-slice shape, cheekbones precise and razor, and his nose bridge is almost level with the broad of his forehead with a gentle slope. Large ears top his head, and his thin, almond-shaped eyes are a bright olive green. Covering his body is a coat of thin, fine, short cool, deep chocolate brown color untouched by any breakage in hue. The gloss of his fur tips the ends with a lighter, paler silvery shade that makes him appear almost waxed in some senses. He has notably long, white, ruffled whiskers. One can call Whiskerbristle a cat of languid and easy-going nature, and not always in a way that makes him easy to predict or understand. Charisma is his middle name and he loves to talk circles around others, armed with ideas astute and eccentric in equal parts. Quite confident, he has a tendency to be self-focused and adventurous, intent on retaining his independence and projecting a slight hint that he has a bit of a flighty personality and avoidance to connections and strong relationships with anyone or anything besides himself. Although he has a sense of morality and duty, one can't say the same for loyalty and faith. In a way, he can be manipulative and a touch condescending with some parts sardonic and neurotic. He has an odd quirk of calling others by petnames or shortened versions of their names.
{ Rank :: Warrior
{ Mate / Crush :: n.a
{ Relations :: Martenpaw (child), Chirp-paw (child), Minnowpaw (child), Barkpaw (child), Adderhiss (child), Sandheart (fling), Gingerpatch (fling), Snowfluff (fling)
{ Other :: Pansexual- open to breeding with anyone, no attachments, if they give a good reason for wanting kits and he is certain they will be taken care of.
{ Image :: reference
Martenpaw ✿ Tom ✿ 7 moons
❀ Bat Plant & Green
A combination of large yet lean, well-built and sturdy but flexible in his body. He is on the taller than average side and with a well-filled figure including stockier legs and haunches, but a thinner more nimble chest, shoulders, and overall balance of length to width. Though he is a bit larger than average, his typical hunched posture makes him appear a tad shorter and stockier than he really is with the bulk of his body concentrated into a ball. His tail is average, but the thickness of his fur makes it appear shorter than it is. His cranium is a compromise between sharp and broad, with an overall large canvas and filled-out cheeks, but with a lemon-slice taper of his forehead to his nose, with a gentle nose slope that is almost the same level as his forehead. Average, heavily-tufted ears offset his large, baby-doll like pale green eyes. Across his body is a covering of medium-length, fine, thin fur that has a habit of tufting wherever his body has a crease, creating ruffles and spikes along his body, including filling out his face and neck in a ruff, tufting his ears, and streams and puffs along the backs of his legs, haunches, and into the base of his tail. The coat has a base of white, but is widely patched in pale, orange-cream asymmetrical patches that decorate his back, legs, and face. There isn't much confidence or self-assurance with this one, and certainly not much for bravery. Martenpaw does his best to remain out of the way of pretty much everyone, always, and is often seen alone or off to the side, quietly contributing to conversations but not much more, although he is relatively well-meaning and gentle. One can say he is a nervous sort, but lacks self-consciousness, and seems pleased enough to just be himself, and doesn't seem to look up to or idolize anyone or anything. He's quite the independent cat and likes to do things on his own, sometimes not working well in a team because of this, and he is often fickle with his emotions and loyalties.
{ Rank :: Apprentice
{ Mate / Crush :: n.a
{ Relations :: Whiskerbristle (father), Snowfluff (mother), Adderhiss (half-sibling), Chirp-paw (half-sibling), Minnowpaw (half-sibling), Barkpaw (half-sibling)
{ Other :: Heteroflexible
{ Image :: reference
Crookednettle ✿ She-cat ✿ 67 moons
❀ Hydrangea & Pink
Even in old age, the she-cat has not lost her strength. Although she's grown saggy in the gut, dulling of her skin, and thinning of her fur, her body is well-built and thick, with muscle enough to count as a warrior's lining her body- and it certainly isn't for show. One could say she could entirely pass as an older warrior- she is tall, wide, and stocky, frankly built like a tank, and yet she moves with a certain kind of wise grace and knowledgeable steps. Long, fine, thin fur plume off her entire body, making her appear twice her actual body size, which was already pretty large in the first place. It's relatively straight and without much ruffle or crease, instead creating a smooth ruff around her neck and face, an streaming off the rest of her body in great plumes, making her tail, which is also crooked and bent, almost a hinderance in the length of the fur that hangs there. Her ears are small and almost bear-like with an amount of tufting around them, and her gaze is often intense and almond-shaped, colored a sharp, deep green hue. The thick fur has a deep black base, touched delicately in various extremities such as her chin, chest, paws, stomach, and tail by white. Shreds of ginger-gold give a definition to her fur, patches against her face and bulk of her body. Dedicated and focused like no other, Crookednettle is entirely devoted to her work as a medicine cat, despite how much she tends to grumble and groan about the stupidity of the clan whenever she gets patients with particularly amusing stories behind their injuries. Smart as a whip, nothing tends to creep away from her watchful, keen eyes- nor escape her fiery tongue. While she does care immensely for her clanmates and their wellbeing, she is not exactly a bed-side friendly cat. Though she will offer all of her services and comforts, she is not sweet or gently spoken, often a tough-love type of cat, although she can be relatively soothing. She is less the cat to come to for comfort and more a cat to come to for a solution. There is a tendency in her to be ornery and fire-tongued, but her patience is long and she is not quick to anger.
{ Rank :: Medicine cat
{ Mate / Crush :: n.a
{ Relations :: n.a
{ Other :: Asexual aromantic
{ Image :: reference
Salamandertongue ✿ She-cat ✿ 28 moons
❀ Black Viola & Brown
Overall, the young feline is relatively average in her body proportions, a tad on the shorter side, but with elegant lengths to her body that balance it out so she lacks a stocky build. Instead, she is rather thin and lithe, a willowy and nimble creature with a narrow chest and line of her body. Muscle is thick enough to cover her bones, saving her from being seen as gaunt, and instead creating an alluring vision of strength and athleticism. Her head is a modified wedge-shape, more pointed than rounded, with a small muzzle and button nose, filled out cheeks but high bones. and a steeply sloping nose bridge. Her ears are a little on the large size for her face, and her eyes are big and walnut-shaped, hued a bright, gentle green shade. Her fur is short, fine, and thin, sleekly following the line of her figure and without many ruffles and tufts. There are some little tufts framing her face and on the edges of her ears, a touch on her elbows, and at the base of her tail. The base of it is a pure, pristine white shade that is broken only by some large patches of off-setting colors that label her as a dilute calico. Cool blueish-grey silver patches delicately line her face, back, haunches, and tail, in large portions along her body. Pale ginger-cream patches further offset in smaller patches against the blue and white of the rest of her body. Relatively a friendly face, Salamandertongue is not all that difficult to befriend, but she can have a tendency to be aloof and difficult to understand her feelings on certain things. More often than not, she keeps her opinions to herself in order to preserve the feelings of others, and her intuitive and perceptive nature help her to keep her head in troubling situations. Curious and independent, she likes to do things her own way but can work well in a team with others who she can baby. But she is a hopeless romantic and can be a bit of a clumsy cat, not always well-composed in emotional situations, and her heart can be empathetic and sympathetic to others depending on the story.
{ Rank :: Warrior
{ Mate / Crush :: n.a
{ Relations :: n.a
{ Other :: Bisexual
{ Image :: reference
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