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Post by highprince on Jun 23, 2020 23:23:58 GMT -5
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Toms - 20 She-Cats - 19Allegiances PineClan
Leader -
- Roestar || She-Cat || 45 Moons
A lithe calico she-cat with green eyes
Roestar is relatively small compared to her clanmates, though her fur is still thick enough to withstand the cold. Sheβs a calico, and while not completely diluted, her colors are not so vibrant. She is mostly white and black, with few orange spots along her face and back. Her tail is entirely orange. Her eyes are green and seem to be constantly watching everything with some level of suspicion, even if she isnβt. || Roestar used to be far more open before the rogue attacks. She would share her opinions with her clanmates, and enjoyed hearing their feedback. She still does, though she is far more stubborn than she used to be. She has always been rather hot-headed, being firm in her beliefs and never being afraid to voice her opinions. She tries to lead her clan as best as she can, though she still feels unprepared. Sheβs incredibly distrustful of any rogues that might be on the territory. || Roestar lived a fairly average kithood and apprenticeship. After becoming a warrior, she grew close to Foxfoot, who eventually became deputy and leader soon after. He chose his friend Roefur as his deputy, and the two gradually grew closer before becoming mates. Roefur had his kits - Russetkit, Volekit, and Salmonkit. When the rogues attacked their camp, they killed two of the three kits, leaving Roefur absolutely heartbroken. When the battle later came, she fought as hard as she could, not even learning that Foxstar was dead until after the fight. It took several days for her to finally go get her leader name and nine lives. || Open to siblings {highprince}
Deputy -
- Dawnchill || she-cat || 32 moons
A soft blonde she-cat with darker color-point markings and amber eyes.
Dawnchill is a large she-cat and not at all built dainty or even very femininely. She has broad shoulders and a muscular form that she's a secretly a bit insecure about. Her fur is thick but not long, colored a pale blonde. The very light golden color often makes her stand out against her surroundings and can make it difficult for her to camouflage herself. Darker golden, almost a honeyed brown stripes linger around her forehead, eyes, legs, and tail. The molly has a pair of dark amber eyes, that nearly look orange when the sun hits them just right. Her right ear is nicked twice and she has a large scar across her right shoulder. || Dawnchill has always been on the tougher side of the spectrum. She's a rough and tumble kind of gal, unafraid to get her paws dirty and her claws unsheathed. Her logic used to be act first think later, but now that she has been given the rank of deputy, the she-cat is seriously beginning to change. Thinking things through, trying to evaluate all her options carefully, and especially putting the clan first are all things Dawnchill is striving towards. It's not always easy and she's prone to making mistakes but she does try her hardest. She doesn't back down from challenges and faces problems head on. She's not the most delicate cat and dealing with sensitive emotions isn't her forte, it can make her feel extremely awkward and come off as a bit harsh. Dawnchill has a huge soft spot for kits, she loves the little fluff-balls and secretly longs for her own. || Dawnchill was born into the clan to Goldenfir and his mate Hazeldawn. Her mother unfortunately passed away a few days before she and her brother became apprentices, putting quite the damper on the whole ceremony. She grew really close to her father and brother, as they were all she had left. This didn't help her image of being tomboyish and a manly she-cat within the clan. || Her father Goldenfir is open, along with her brother who can be named by whoever claims him. c:
{little blu β₯} Medicine Cat -
- Nightflower || She-cat || 28 Moons
Dark calico she-cat with long fur and amber eyes.
Nightflower is a slender she-cat with long fur and an unusually long tail. Her fur is a mix of orange, black and white. The left side of her face is orange, with a little of the orange spreading over to the right side of her face. The right side of her face is black. She has thick white fur on her chest and around her paws. She has large amber eyes, that are constantly shining. She has no left ear, as it was shredded during the battle with the rogues. || Nightflower is a gentle she-cat, with a soft touch and a quiet voice. She seldom gets into arguments with another, often willing to listen and receive advice. She is very loyal to her clan and worries she will fail in serving them. Her only downfall, is she often has her head in the clouds, getting distracted, constantly searching for signs and guidance from her ancestors. || Nightflower was born and raised into her clan by her mother Duskmeadow. And her father Talonclaw. She is very protective of her one and only brother, Lightningstreak. Nightflower still grieves her mother and her mentor, Rosethorn, who were killed during the battle with the rogues. She often blames herself for their loss and the loss of her other clanmates, wishing she could have saved them. ||
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- Beetlepaw || Tom || 11 moons
A fluffy white tom with dark ginger patches, missing most of his tail.
Beetlepaw is a rather round tom with long white fur patched with dark ginger, and short legs. He has wide blue eyes and a short, stubby tail. Some scars still remain on the edge of his tail where the fur has yet to grow back fully. || When he was a young kit he cut his tail on some brambles while playing; although the cut was treated, a deep infection still developed that began to spread up his tail toward the rest of his body. The medicine cat had decided the only way to save Beetlekit was to amputate the tail before the infection could spread further. Many moons spent in the medicine den made Beetlepaw realize his love for healing and learning herbs, so it was no surprise when he decided to pursue the medicine cat apprenticeship. || Despite his sickly kithood, Beetlepaw is a very cheerful young tom with a passion for helping others. Because of his stumpy tail, he often gets unbalanced very easily and will stumble over his own paws. He never truly learned how to hunt or fight without a tail, so he never fully grew accustomed to his lack of balance. Heβs good-natured and tries hard to get along with everyone, always having a kind word to say. || Open to family (siblings and parents)!
{fallownose} Warriors -
- Speckledflame || She-cat || 70 Moons
Small white she-cat with orange specks, dappling her pelt. Has flaming orange eyes.
Speckledflame is a small white she-cat, with orange specks, dappling her flanks. She has a slightly muscular build, even being a smaller she-cat. Her eyes are a flaming orange, with much spirit and fire to them. She has a kink to her tail, from it being broken and never healing right. Her back has scars all down the spine and shoulders. She has a whitening muzzle from age. || Speckledflame is the opposite of her sister. She has a soft and sweet personality. Always kind to others and wanting to help. She is quick to defend the youngest cats of the clan, especially if they are getting in trouble. Her favorite words to tell the cat scolding an apprentice or kit, "You were young once too. You had your fair of mischief." Just like her sister, she loves to tell stories. She is starting to slow down, but is having a hard time coming to terms with becoming an elder. || Speckledflame has one sister, Amberblaze, who is snow an elder. Her father (Flamestreak) and mother (Snowblizzard) have both joined their ranks with the rest of their ancestors. She had a mate (Jaggedclaw) who was killed in the rogue attack. She was never able to have kits. {β₯π±π0πππ½ππ3β₯}
- Shadowfur || Tom || 45 moons
A very dark brown, almost black, tom with yellow eyes.
Shadowfur's deep brown-black pelt practically allows him to melt into shadows like his name implies. His narrow yellow eyes are flecked with amber, and he has short tufts on each of his ears. Both ears are nicked in multiple places, and a few scars remain on his flanks from the rogue battle. || Because of his dark fur, Shadowfur has become an excellent night hunter, often going out for prey at moonhigh. He sometimes holds night-hunting sessions to teach the apprentices how to move along the shadows and hunt as effectively at night as they do during the day. || Shadowfur is a fairly reasonable, patient tom. He's often seen as the mediator of the Clan, and tries to help others get along as best he can. This is mostly in the hopes that he can make up for his failed relationship with Elkpaw's mother; he still regrets not fighting harder to make their relationship work. Since his mate left the Clan to be with the rogues, Shadowfur has become determined to grow close to Elkpaw and be as present in his son's life as possible. Shadowfur is painfully aware of the mistakes he has made with their family, and hopes to leave those mistakes behind him. || Shadowfur is Elkpaw's father, and Roestar's brother. His mediator personality made him a popular choice for deputy, so it was quite a surprise when Dawnchill was chosen for the deputyship over him. However, Shadowfur has no desire to be leader one day, so it was a relief for him. {fallownose}
- Tawnycloud || She-cat || 42 moons
A soft white molly with varied ginger spots and tail-tip.
She's rather slender, with long legs and an angular face with tall, sharply tipped ears. Tawnycloud's pelt is medium length, long enough to keep her warm but not fluffy. White is her main color, as it covers the majority of her agile form. Ginger patches interrupt the clean color, varying in intensity and size. Darker more tawny patches tend to be more common on her back and legs while lighter spots are seen on her face, tail, and around her elbows. Her tail-tip is a dark russet as are the toes of her right hind paw. The molly has a pair of bright blue eyes. || Tawnycloud is a mother, through and through. She has a loving nature and she often feels the need to nurture everyone around her. Her heart is overflowing with generosity but she has the capacity to dole out some tough love and sternness when it is necessary. Tawnycloud loves gossip and is often nosy, butting in where she isn't necessarily always wanted. She can also be quite stubborn when it comes to her duties, taking all her tasks very seriously. She doesn't really appreciate help, though she's always eager to give it. || Born into the clan to Aspenfur and his mate, Mothfern. Tawnycloud grew up quite averagely and was close to her parents and was devastated when they passed away. Mothfern died of illness and Aspenfur passed due to old age. She named her daughter after her mother. Tawnycloud blames herself for Beetlepaw's injury and still feels guilt over it to this day. || Her mate could be alive or dead, depends.
{little blu β₯}
- Goldenstripe || She-Cat || 33 moons
A fluffy, cream-coloured she-cat with white stripes and green eyes.
Like her sister, Goldenstripe has a cream-coloured pelt with white markings - the only difference being that for Goldenstripe, these white markings take the form of stripes along her entire body. Her features are slightly pointed, and her green eyes can be intimidating to some .|| Goldenstripe is a hardworking and serious she-cat, who, not unlike her sister, is eternally worried about the rouge cats. She firmly believes that the clan needs to take a more hard-edged approach to counter and finally eliminate the threat of the rouges, and while she's respectful and supportive of Roestar's decisions, she does carry some anxieties about whether her leader is capable of pulling the clan through this difficult time. Other than that, Goldenstripe is a thoughtful, supportive, purposeful, and (secretly) ambitious cat. || In the aftermath of the rouge battle, Goldenstripe has become determined to make sure her clan stays safe from the threat of the rouges. She is focused on returning the clan to better days - when queens didn't have to worry about their kits playing in camp, and medicine cats could collect supplies without a warrior entourage. || {Fern}
- Talonclaw || Tom || 40 Moons [[CLAIMABLE]]
Large built tom with orange fur and green eyes. Has long claws. [Father to Nightflower and lightningstreak. Lost his mate Duskmeadow in the battle with the rogues.]
- Goldenfir || Tom || ? Moons [[CLAIMABLE]]
The father of Dawnchill and Timberheart.
- Frostrose || She-Cat || 36 Moons
Long-furred white she-cat with black specks and ice-blue eyes.
Frostrose is a long-legged, beautifully lithe she-cat, with long silky white fur. She has black petal like specks, dappling her back and chest. Her face is white, with black tipped ears and muzzle. Her right front paw is black. And her back left leg is entirely black. With a pure white, long sweeping tail. Frostrose has piercing ice-blue eyes, with a ring of dark blue around the edges. || Frostrose has a quiet personality. She is one to keep to herself, keeping most opinions to herself. She does her best to serve her clan, as they mean the most to her. She is always observing those around her. Always curious about her clanmates and what is going on with the day. Though Frostrose is one to keep to herself, she is first to jump to protect and defend any cat in need. || Frostrose lost her mother when she had given birth to her and her sister, Snowheart. Her father disappeared when she was a young apprentice, and no one has found or heard from him since. Her sister is her best friend and the closest cat to her. She would defend her with her life, no matter what the cost. || {β₯π±π0πππ½ππ3β₯}
- Stormchaser || Tom || 35 moons
A black smoke tabby with blue eyes.
Stormchaser is a tall, long-legged cat with a lean, athletic body. He has long, smokey grey fur with black stripes and a feathered tail. His eyes are a stunning shade of blue. He often has a serious expression on his face. || Stormchaser was very different when he was younger. For one thing, he was much smaller, an easy target for teasing by other cats his age. Determined to prove them wrong, he threw himself into his apprentice training. He dreamed of becoming the best warrior he could be and worked tirelessly to get there. Stubborn and recklessly brave, he brushed off pitying glances or offers of help. By the time he got his warrior name, he'd gone through a sudden growth spurt, effectively silencing the skeptics. For awhile, he was idealistic and excited about what the future held. But when the rogues attacked, he was one of the few who saw Roestar's kits murdered. He witnessed his mother die brutally trying to defend them, her sacrifice in vain. The traumatic event has stuck with him, overshadowing his once-hopeful nature with cynicism. Reserved and decidedly pessimistic, Stormchaser has withdrawn from his Clanmates, afraid of growing close to anybody lest he suddenly lose them. Though he's outwardly grumpy and snarky, it's a defensive facade he puts on to discourage others from getting too close to him. He actually cares deeply about his Clanmates and has a soft spot for kits, but he won't admit it. Blaming himself for his mother's death, he insists that his only redeeming qualities are his work ethic and high tolerance for pain, and believes himself to be a burden on the Clan. || Stormchaser's mother, Rainfall, fell for an older warrior when she was still quite young. Her mate must've seen their relationship as a fling and nothing more, because he didn't stick around when his son was born. Because Stormchaser didn't know his father (and frankly doesn't care to) and had no siblings in his litter, he was a total momma's boy. He was devastated by her death and the death of the kits she was trying to protect, and he hasn't been the same since. || Open to an unknown father & available for other relationships!
{ Tealraven }
- Timberheart || Tom || 32 moons
A solid brown tom with amber eyes.
Timberheart is a sturdy, muscular tom with broad shoulders and powerful legs. He has thick, short brown fur and warm amber eyes. His brawny build and the scar across the bridge of his nose mark him as a skilled fighter, but his kind features and the playful light in his eyes suggest a different personality. || Observant and thoughtful, Timberheart expressed a maturity at a young age that is seldom seen in other apprentices. He paid careful attention to the cats around him, noticing hidden quirks or feelings that went unseen by others, and adjusting himself accordingly to make them feel at ease around him. He was quick to step in and smooth ruffled pelts whenever a dispute broke out, and never showed the same enthusiasm that fellow apprentices did for battle. If Timberheart has any faults to be spoken of, it's that he dreads having to fight and bring harm to other cats. He is non-confrontational and perhaps too merciful when it comes to punishment. But since he's "cursed," as he puts it, with a knack for combat, he's vowed to only use his skills when absolutely necessary. He's fiercely protective of his Clan and his loved ones, and in a rare moment of rage during the rogue attack, he fought and killed one of the invaders. Though he's tried to convince himself it was for the greater good, the guilt of that kill has loomed over him ever since. || His sister is Dawnchill, whom he's always been close with, even if he hasn't always agreed with her... less than tactful way of handling other cats' emotions. But she's improved a lot since becoming deputy, and he's very proud of her. His mate, Brightberry, has been a cautious feline for as long as he's known her, but after training together as apprentices, he came to appreciate her sweet, hesitant nature. Timberheart helped coax her out of that shell when they were younger, and by some miracle, she ended up liking him back. They recently celebrated the birth of their first litter, Moosekit & Larchkit, but Brightberry hasn't been the same since the rogue attack, and he worries for her and their kits. {Tealraven}
- Brokenflame || Tom || 32 moons
A large ivory and russet tom with dark blue eyes.
Brokenflame is an imposing tom with a slightly dappled russet pelt and ivory belly, paws and muzzle. He has black ear and tail tips and some distinct markings on his forehead with dark blue eyes. || Brokenflame is a rather proud and wily tom with a devil-may-care attitude. He is sarcastic and oftentimes found procrastinating, sometimes even giving off the impression of being lazy and shamelessly dragging others along with him whenever he is given any tasks to complete. However once he finds something worthwhile to do or gets an idea stuck in his head, he is a determined and hard-working warrior, willing to see it through to the end. || When Brokenflame was still a kit he was quite mischievous and energetic, oftentimes getting into trouble. One time he tried to climb the fallen pines, resulting in him falling down and breaking his left front paw. He spent a very long time recovering from his injuries, with his left leg still being slightly crooked and earning him his new name Brokenkit. He was struggling during his apprenticeship, not being able to fully use his paw and falling behind during training which frustrated him to no end. He started covering up his problem by adapting a lazy and uncaring attitude, so his family would stop worrying about his health, while training secretly to try and catch up with his peers. To this day his injury still acts up whenever the weather gets cold or he overexerts himself. || maybe he could be Dawnchill's brother?
{Seafall}
- Lightningstreak || Tom || 28 Moons
Muscular black tom with a jagged streak of white on both his sides.
Lightningstreak is a muscular tom, with broad shoulders, powerful paws and thick tail. His fur is pitch black and silky to the touch, which takes some work to maintain. On either flank he has two jagged white stripes, which are likely where his name stems from. His ears are also tipped in white while his paws are actually a dark russet. He has dark amber eyes with flecks of green towards his pupil. || Lightningstreak is a tom who has quite the temper, which often gets him labeled grumpy or just plain rude. He can definitely come off as snappy when he chooses to. Loyal to his family above his clan, he would move mountains for them within a heartbeat. Lightningstreak enjoys quiet moments spent alone and is often found by himself, just relaxing in the peace. Females that aren't his sister fluster him and make him feel super nervous, which usually ends with him putting his foot in his mouth. || He was born to Duskmeadow and Talonclaw. He had always been closer to his father than his mother but Lightningstreak was still devastated when his mother died. He admires his sister for taking on such an important role in the clan and is very proud of her. || Has a crush on Thrushflight.
{little blu β₯}
- Ashmask || Tom || 28 Moons
A white and gray siamese tom
Ashmask is a rather handsome young warrior. Most of his body is a pale silver - very nearly white - and his siamese markings are a very dark gray. Heβs rather thin, with an angular face and large ears. His fur is short, a trait that comes from his kittypet grandmother. He has wide blue eyes. || Ashmask is a proud, loyal warrior. He feels completely dedicated to PineClan, and would lay his life down for his clan. He despises the rogues for what they did, and despite being a relatively non-violent cat, his claws itch for vengeance. He follows the rules to the letter, which makes him rather boring. Heβs observant and quiet, keeping his opinion to himself unless it is necessary. || Throughout his whole life, Ashmaskβs sister Thrushflight was his best friend. The two did everything together, even though they had very different personalities. Their father, Grayclaw, died from an illness and their mother, Birdwing, died from her injuries after trying to defend the nursery from rogues. || {highprince}
- Thrushflight || She - Cat || 28 Moons
A pale gray she-cat with blue eyes
Like her brother, Thrushflight is thin and short-haired, though she is lankier than he is. She is mostly pale gray, with some silver spotting along her back and face. Her paws and ears fade into a dark gray. She has angular features and long, pointed ears. Her eyes are wide and crystal blue. || Thrushflight has always been adventurous. She was the kind of the apprentice to go charging into the Howling Woods of her own volition. Rules seemingly mean nothing to her, and while she does try for her clan, she sometimes feels restricted by them and her customs. Thrushflight is an advocate for change, wanting reforms to the warrior code and how the clan works. She's also got a fascination with the rogues outside their territory - in fact, it wouldn't be a surprise for her to get into a forbidden relationship with one. || Thrushflight is Ashmask's sister, born to Grayclaw and Birdwing. She was always seen as the second-best, and as such, grew distant from her parents. She wasn't nearly as distraught as Ashmask was when they died. || {highprince}
- Nettlesky || tom || 26 moons
Dark russet tabby tom with white paws, chest, and tail-tip.
A lean, agile tom who remains quite thin no matter how hard he trains to put on more muscle. His fur is wild, sticking up in all directions as though he'd just stuck his paw into an electricity socket. The color is a dark, ruddy shade of brown with even darker speckles around his shoulders and spine, trailing over his flanks. His two fore-paws are pure white to match his snowy chest and stomach. His tail grows gradually darker until it suddenly goes white at the tip. Darker red-hued speckles cross the bridge of his nose and span out to rest under both of his eyes. Those eyes of his are round and wide and colored a dark, deep blue. || Nettlesky is an intelligent feline, who makes up for his lack of brawn with his surplus of brains. He respects logic over emotion and trusts his brain way more than either his gut or his heart. After the loss of his younger siblings, Nettlesky tends to see the world in a much harsher light. He is cynical and quick to see the worst in others, trust is certainly something that doesn't come easily to him because of this. Keeping mostly to himself, the tom is more likely to watch from the shadows than actually involve himself in actual conversation. Nettlesky holds grudges like no other and is not one to easily forgive. He wants justice for his little siblings and mother and he will fight to see it delivered. || Nettlesky was born in a litter all on his own, a single kit. His mother Harepounce, was a gentle soul who remained a queen long after her son left the nursery. Though he never knew his father, the tom was never lost for love and grew up relatively normal. His younger siblings Redpaw and Berrypaw were born right before he was made into a warrior. Nettlesky was pretty overjoyed by their arrival. However, when the rogues attacked, he watched Redpaw be murdered trying to defend their sister. Nettlesky tried to protect Berrypaw but was flung aside and hit his head on a rock. Harepounce stepped in and was killed and tossed aside, all while the tom watched helplessly, his legs like jelly. Berrypaw was murdered the most brutally and Nettlesky can still hear her screams. He hasn't been the same since. || Open to an unknown father. cx
{little blu β₯}
- Wyllowdawn || She-cat || 24 moons
A silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Wyllowdawn is a small, long furred she-cat. Her fur is mostly silver with swirled tabby stripes. She has very light ginger strains of fur giving her an aesthetically pleasing pelt. Her fur is long and curls towards the ends of her fur strains, giving her the appearance of a messy pelt, although her fur is just curly. Her eyes are startlingly blue in color. While her eyes are blue, she has golden flecks in her eyes. Wyllowdawn is a gentle, and lovable she-cat. She is a hopeless romantic and always strives to please those who are interested in her. She also has an extreme love of kits and apprentices and always wants to help in anyway she can. She feels that if someone does a something for her, she must do something in return. Wyllowdawn does not talk about her family as they had abandoned her to PineClan. She knows nothing about them and has no interest in looking for family that didnβt want her. She considers PineClan her family as they took care of her. || Wyllowdawn has no family. She is open for any relationship.
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- Swiftfox || Tom || 19 moons
A lithe ginger tom with a white throat and muzzle.
Similar to his namesake, Swiftfox is a ginger tom with white stretching from his muzzle down his throat. He has deep amber eyes and a feathery tail, with a lithe frame built for running. || PineClanβs newest warrior is known for being cocky and arrogant, which results in most warriors detesting the thought of patrolling with him. He prides himself in being the fastest runner in the Clan, and often considers the Warrior Code to be suggestions rather than rules. He does have a bit of a softer side when emotional, but it rarely comes out as he tries to hide his feelings with jokes. || Swiftfox was born to ______ and _______ an only kit, which didnβt do much to help his personality. His parents were entirely focused on him, and often praised him for every little thing he did, therefore causing his ego to grow bigger with each passing day. With his parentsβ constant attention, Swiftfox felt the need to be good at everything; it causes him intense stress sometimes to βbe the bestβ, which he often deals with by giving himself an adrenaline rush by breaking rules and trying not to get caught. He likes to tell anyone who will listen about his brave exploits in the Howling Woods when he was an apprentice - but the truth is, heβs never actually been inside. || Open to parents. Also totally available to start a forbidden relationship with a feisty rogue she-cat.
{fallownose}
Apprentices -
- Wildpaw || She-cat || 15 moons
A fluffy dilute calico she-cat with bright orange eyes.
Named for her wild, fluffy fur that is constantly sticking up like she was just struck by lightning. Her pelt is covered in pale copper and gray patches. The dark gray spots have dark tabby stripes blended into them. She has bright orange colored eyes. This molly is small and on the rounder side of the spectrum. Her legs are short and make it difficult to run or climb as efficiently as some of her other clan mates. || Wildpaw is a brave young feline who tries to never let fear get the best of her. She's always the first to try new things and push herself out of her comfort zone, if only for the chance to experience life to the fullest. Lively and bright, it's hard to get the molly to sit still. Always on the move, it can get irritating to her clan mates that she never slows down or seems to take a second to just relax. Wildpaw has a rough time with thinking through her actions, as she is incredibly impulsive. The feline often acts on her gut feelings and follows her heart above all else, which can get her into some trouble - literally or emotionally. || Wildpaw was born into the clan to a fierce molly named Squirrelbite. Her mother fought valiantly against the rogues and ended up losing her life, and Wildpaw admires her mother for her sacrifice and aspires to be just like her. || Open to other family. c:
{little blu β₯}
- Mothpaw || She-Cat || 11 moons
A beautiful ginger and white she-cat with long fur and piercing blue eyes.
With long soft fur, a lithe frame, and wide eyes like her brother, Mothpaw is a beautiful she-cat. Her ginger and white fur blends together seamlessly, with more distinct white markings around her face and ears framing her features nicely. Like her brother, she also has light blue eyes, which give her rounded appearance a slight edge. || || Since Beetlepaw's injury, and his subsequent decision to begin training as a medicine cat, Mothpaw's personality has undergone quite a serious shift. She took Beetlepaw's decision personally, and, feeling abandoned by her brother, became desperate for attention and praise from others. She constantly feels the need to outcompete her peers, prove herself to the senior warriors, be liked and respected by everyone in the clan, and often becomes fidgety when she isn't the center of attention. This also means that she's quite a flirty she-cat, becoming attached to others easily and valuing their opinions of her more highly than her own || || Beetlepaw and Mothpaw used to be inseperable as kits, doing absolutely everything together - from going on secret 'adventures' to dreaming about becoming warriors and being sent on special missions from Starclan. When Beetlepaw cut his tail and started the path to becoming a medicine cat, the two cats grew apart quickly - with Mothpaw never really forgiving Beetlepaw for leaving her, or Nightflower for stealing him away.|| {Fern}
- Elkpaw || tom || 8 moons
Thick furred sandy brown cat with darker brown paws and tail.
Elkpaw has a thick, soft coat that keeps him warm during the colder seasons. His coloring is where his name stems from, as he sort of resembles an elk, with their lighter base coat and darker legs and neck. This tom has sandy brown fur that grows thicker around his neck like a mane. Dark brown "socks", ears, and tail hint to a distant siamese relation. Three claw marks mar the right side of his face. He has vivid yellow eyes. || Elkpaw is an honest tom, who can border on blunt. He will always speak his mind and tell it straight. He doesn't believe in pretty little lies or false kindnesses, as he's watched both of those things tear apart his parents. Though he may be straightforward, Elkpaw is a respectful tom, using proper manners and if others deserve it, giving them the respect they're due. He's a strong believer in the saying "respect is earned" and won't bow down simply because a cat is older or more superior. Though he isn't antisocial by any means, he is a hard worker and it's not often you'll find him playing or slacking off. Elkpaw is driven and even a bit ambitious. He knows what he wants out of life and isn't afraid to work his butt off to get what he wants. He is the type to take on more than he can handle and even blame himself for things he had no part in. Elkpaw is definitely his own worst critic. || He was born into the clan around the same time was Foxstar and Roestar's litter. He grew up with them and when they were killed, he tried to defend them, getting the scar on his face in retaliation. || Open to family!
{little blu β₯}
- Rainpaw || Tom || 8 moons
A dark grey tabby tom with grey-blue eyes.
Rainpaw is a dark grey grey tabby tom of solid built with a white muzzle and chest and grey-blue eyes. || Rainpaw is a rather polite, diplomatic and honest tom, if sometimes quite mischievous and unexpectedly over-excited over small things. He aspires to become an honorable warrior and upholds the warrior code very strictly, which can sometimes lead to small frictions with his fellow apprentices. He is however uncomfortable with direct confrontation and afraid of hurting someone's feelings. || He was a well protected and slightly naive kit, who started admiring the warriors and especially Foxstar from an early age and believed that nothing bad could ever happen. The rogue's attack shook him quite deeply, but only made him even more determined to become a great warrior and hopefully set an example by behaving honorably and following the warrior's code. || Brother of Snowpaw {Seafall}
- Snowpaw || She-Cat || 8 moons
A light grey, almost silvery tabby she-cat with bright green eyes.
Snowpaw is a lithe light grey, almost silvery tabby she cat with a white fluffy tail tip, belly and two white spots on her forehead. || Contrasting her brother, she is an out-going, cheeky and fiery she-cat with seemingly endless energy. However she can be quite moody, especially when she is hungry or tired and doesn't care to hide her feelings behind manners or diplomacy. She is loyal and rushes head-first into trouble along with her friends. || She grew up with the other apprentices and was close friends with Roestar's litter. Their death left her deeply saddened and she is sometimes slightly overprotective and worried over Russetpaw and her brother. || sister of Rainpaw
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- Russetpaw || Tom || 7 moons
A lanky dark ginger tom with a white chest
Russetpaw is on the taller side, though he is built like a stick. Any muscle he has stays lean, and while his fur is thick, it isn't long. When he was younger, it looked as if a stiff breeze would knock him over. His fur is a rusty color, with white on his muzzle, chest, and toes. There is a white diamond in the middle of his forehead. Like his mother, he's got bright green eyes. Russetpaw has several scars along his body from when the rogues attempted to kill him. || Russetpaw is optimistic and cheerful, willing to see the good in every situation and every cat. He never lets anything get him down, and will always try to get others to look on the bright side of things as well. He wants to know everything about everything and sticks his nose where it doesn't belong - which is unfortunate, considering how overprotective of him Roestar is. He wants to prove he's just as brave as every other cat, and would do any dare he's given so to not seem frightened. He easily gets confused if other cats express pity for him. || Russetpaw is the only living child of Foxstar and Roestar. When his siblings were killed, he managed to pull through with the help of the medicine cat, though he was very weak. He doesn't remember much about what happened, but he remembers Elkpaw's bravery, and totally admires the other apprentice. When Foxstar died, he was broken-hearted, but more confused as to why these cats hurt his family more than anything. {highprince}
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- Snowheart || She-cat ||36 Moons
Long-furred pure black she-cat with a heart shaped white spot on her chest and deep blue eyes.
Snowheart in a long-legged, lithe she-cat with long, flowing black fur. She has deep blue eyes, that anyone can get lost in. On her chest, is a heart shaped white spot. She has unusually long fur on the tips on her ears and flowing from her tail. || Quite unlike her sister, Snowheart is a very outgoing and sweet she-cat. She loves to encourage others and be there for everyone. She is a very friendly cat with so much love to give. She is one to care for everyone, even those who are not part of her bloodline. She has a bad habit of trying to find the best in everyone, even those who are not apart of her clan. Quick to defend anyone and everyone. She hates to see blood shed, and will try to convince others not to fight or approach things aggressively. She tries to mother even the oldest warriors. || Sister to Frostrose. Mother died when giving birth to them. Father disappeared early in her apprenticeship and was never found. Snowheart had left her clan at one point, wondering off on her own, but soon joined back with her clan, finding out that life was not the same without her clanmates close to her side. Snowheart is expecting kits, but has not told anyone yet. She is still early enough along, that no one would notice accept for a medicine cat or another queen. She has a terrible secret about the kits she is expecting, that she has not told anyone yet. || {β₯π±π0πππ½ππ3β₯}
- Brightberry || She-cat || 33 moons
A cream-colored she-cat with white socks and green eyes.
Brightberry is a thick-furred she-cat with a cream-colored pelt tinted with white. She has white socks on three paws that stretch halfway up her long legs, and dark green eyes which always seem narrowed. || Brightberry had always been a somewhat cautious cat, but the attack by the rogues seemed to throw her further into suspicion. She saw how Roestar's kits were murdered in cold blood, leaving her fiercely protective of her own litter. There are very few cats she trusts - her leader, her innocent kits, her mate, and her immediate family. Everyone else is always under her watchful eye, particularly Snowheart. Brightberry doesn't trust the black she-cat, believing her loyalties are no longer tied to the Clan since she left for a while. || Brightberry is mother to Moosekit, Larchkit, and _____, and her mate is Timberheart. Since her kits were only a moon old, she has been attempting to teach them some fighting moves to protect themselves in case of another rogue attack. She is determined to keep them safe, and afraid to leave them by themselves. She often becomes frustrated that her kits don't see the urgency of learning to defend themselves, and that many Clanmates believe she is overreacting. || Open to one more kit, and siblings.
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- Mosskit || Tom || 5 moons
A long-haired, dark grey tom with white feet and green eyes
Although Mosskit is technically average sized, his long fur and whiskers make him look much larger than he is. His dark grey coat is broken apart only by the symetrical white markings on his feet (which he prides himself on and keeps clean at all costs) and his eyes are a warm, inviting green - a feature that compliments his personality. Mosskit got his name from the fact that his pelt soaks up water like a sponge - much like the moss used to bring water to the elders and queens - and needless to say, swimming isn't his preferred leisure activity. ||
||Mosskit has a friendly, kind, and relaxed personality - one that makes him easy to talk to and means he gets on relatively well with everyone. His favourite activities are napping in the sun and helping out around camp, and he's always aiming to please the cats around him. Maybe because of his relaxed nature, he tends to avoid confrontation and fighting, which can make him a bit of a push-over. He is also terrified of breaking rules or doing anything without permission. ||
|| Mosskit's mother and father were both clan cats who died during the battle with the rogues, effectively leaving Mosskit alone in the clan. ||
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- Larchkit || she-cat || 4 moons
A light brown she-cat with darker patches and green eyes.
Larchkit is a smaller kit, with tall ears and a long tail. Her fur is thick and feathery, especially on her tail, stomach, and cheeks. Her coat is mainly a soft peanut brown, with hints of lighter fur around her eyes, mouth, and paw-pads. Thick chocolate colored splotches dash across her pelt, starting from the back of her head and trailing down to the base of her tail. They are joined by smaller walnut brown spots that cover her from head to toe. Her toes are all darker brown as is her tail-tip. She has bright leafy green eyes. || Larchkit is a sweet heart. Her care for others is genuine and she is often more worried about others than she is about herself. She's got compassion and sympathy for everyone and is easy to take advantage of. Being the center of attention makes her uncomfortable and she tends to be shy around clan mates she doesn't know very well. Larchkit is loyal to the core and would do anything for her friends and family, especially to see them smile. She's a people-pleaser and can be sensitive to criticism. This molly is the type that might have trouble with the code, seeing as if another cat was in trouble, she wouldn't hesitate to help - clan or not. Larchkit is a bit hopeless when it comes to following orders, as she tends to be a bit forgetful. || She was the middle kitten of her litter and was the last to be delivered before the trouble with her brother Moosekit began. This could be why she's such a small size. || Open to more family!
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- Moosekit || Tom || 4 Moons
A large brown tom with amber eyes
Moosekit is a large, fluffy kit with paws that are far too big for him - a clear sign that he's going to be a massive warrior when he's grown. His fur is so thick he often looks like a little puffball. His fur is mostly a rich brown. His muzzle, legs, and tail are a dark brown - nearly black. His eyelids, chin, toes, underbelly, and tail tip are a cream color. He has bright amber eyes. || Moosekit is well meaning, though not exactly the brightest. He always wants to help, and has wanted to act like a warrior since he could even try. However, he often ends up not quite understanding instructions and messing things up, despite the fact that he only wanted to do good. He learns rather slowly, and it'll take a few tries to get something in his head. He always feels bad if someone seems frustrated with him. Moosekit is incredibly curious, wanting to know everything about nature and being filled with childish wonder whenever he sees something new. || Moosekit was the youngest of his litter, and despite that, he was still incredibly large. His birth was rather concerning, and the health of his mother was at risk. After a while, they managed to get him out, too, though the whole process was exhausting. || He's open to family! {highprince} Elders -- Amberblaze || She-cat || 70 moons
Orange furred she-cat with an almost entirely grayish/white tinged head and cloudy amber eyes.
Amberblaze is a scrawny she-cat with blazing orange fur. Her head is almost entirely tinged with a grayish/white color, from age. Her amber eyes have started to cloud, causing her to have a hard time seeing. She has a hard time moving, due to her hips having arthritis. Her muzzle is scarred, from many years of battle and she has a slice across her nose, that never healed. Amberblaze has many battle scars, showing her moons of service to her clan. Including the tips of both ears being shredded. || Amberblaze's bark is much worse than her bite. Her daily hip pain, causes her to be a bit snappy and grumpy. She gets startled easily, still learning how to cope with the growing loss of her vision. Even though she can have a sharp-tongue, this elder is known for story telling. She loves bossing the apprentices around, and completely adores the new life of kits in the clan. Even though she can no longer hunt and fight for her clan like she use to, Amberblaze will give her last breath to save the youngest members of the clan, knowing that their lives are needed more than her own. || Amberblaze had one sister, Speckledflame, who is still a warrior. Her father (Flamestreak) and mother (Snowblizzard) have both joined their ranks with the rest of their ancestors. Never took a mate or had kits. Was devoted to being a warrior to her clan.{β₯π±π0πππ½ππ3β₯}
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- Falcon || Tom || 40 Moons
Large muscular brown tom with black specks along his backside and white paws.
Falcon is a very large, muscular tom, with dark brown fur. He has black speckles, scattered along his back and very large white paws. He has dark orange eyes, with almost a mysterious darkness to them. He has unusually long claws, with sharp, curling tips. He has three sliced scars that go from the top of his head, down to his chin, on the left side. He was quick enough in a fight, to keep his eye from Being damaged during a battle, but not quick enough to save his face from being permanently scarred. || Falcon has a stern personality. Quick to judge those that are in the wrong. Not very forgiving of cats that have done him wrong or do him wrong. He is sharp-tongued and hot-headed at points. Even with his rough personality, he can be very gentle and kind, to those he is close to. Very loyal, to the ones that are loyal to him. || Falcon was a lone-wolf before he became one of the rogues. Keeping to himself and wondering through the land, trying to find the right spot for him. He has no family around, that he is aware of. He became very close to Snowheart at one point before becoming leader of the rogues and mated with her. She soon left him to join back with her clan. He has an unwavering anger towards her for walking away from him. Unaware that she is expecting his kits. | {Fern}
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- Dovewhisper || She-Cat || 40 moons
A beautiful gray-brown molly.
Dovewhisper looks a lot like her son, though her fur is closer to gray than his. Her fur is long and feathery. She has a thick "scarf" of fur around her neck, which is a rich brown in color. Dovewhisper has darker brown socks that fade as they get closer to her body, and her toes are white. She has a white blaze and underbelly. There are brown freckles over her face and on her shoulders and flanks. || Dovewhisper was never the loyal type. Since she was an apprentice, she thought all the traditions and rules of the clan were silly, and was often bored by everyday clan life. She'd often sneak away to the Twoleg place in order to find some adventure. She's rebellious, not wanting to obey any authority, and loving the independence of the rogues. Dovewhisper is a charmer, willing to bat her eyes at any tom or molly if it means getting her way. She isn't afraid to prove that she's no longer loyal to her clanmates, and would willingly fight her ex-mate or her own son if it came down to it. || Dovewhisper often got in trouble for her disrespect of clan customs, having been berated by her mentor many times. Eventually, she learned to keep her mouth shut about her issues with their traditions, and most cats viewed it as her maturing. At one point, Dovewhisper was caught accepting food from Twolegs, and her loyalty was seriously questioned. To prove herself, she found a mate in Shadowfur, and later found out she was going to be having his kits. She thought having a family would help her feel grounded in the clan, but she was wrong. She never really attached to Elkkit the way other queens did with their kits, and she didn't spend a lot of time with him, leaving Shadowfur to raise him. Soon after, she and her mate found out they weren't working together and split up. She changes sides and joined the rogues in the battle that killed Foxstar. {highprince}
- Snake || Tom || 39 Moons
Dark brown tom with long white legs and large black paws. Has light green eyes.
Snake is a dark brown tom, with a medium muscular build and long white legs. His paws are large and jet black. He has light green eyes. Snake has long, sharp fangs and claws. His left side of his face is completely scarred with claw marks from the battle with the clan. He is completely blind in his left eye.|| Snake is suspicious of strangers. It takes him a long time to trust and warm up to a newcomer. He despises the clan cats, finding their way of life, ridiculous. Snake is one to challenge anyone who he thinks is wrong. He fends more for himself, than any other cat. || Snake's father(Crimson) died in the battle with the clans. His mother is Lily, the kittypet. His sister is Lilac, the loner. Lilac has no idea that he exists. As he is from a different litter. {β₯π±π0πππ½ππ3β₯}
- Lynx || She-cat || 29 moons
A fluffy blue lynx point with pale blue eyes.
Lynx is a pretty siamese cat with cotton-white fur and blue-grey colorpoint markings on her face, paws, and tail. She's small and lightweight, with the delicate paws and fine features characteristic of her breed. Her eyes are pale blue. || Lynx both looks and acts younger than she is. Outgoing and friendly, she loves to socialize and meet new cats. She's relentlessly optimistic and tries to see the good in everyone, even if there is none to be found. Her cheerful enthusiasm ranges from infectious to irritating. Talking comes as naturally to her as breathing, and she has no problem adapting quickly to new situations. She's actually cleverer than you would think after just meeting her. Though she seems airheaded and naive, Lynx has an unsettling way of focusing her hyperactive energy into thorn-sharp precision, making her a potentially lethal adversary and a little unpredictable. There might be more to her than meets the eye, but it's hard to tell. She's adept at avoiding probing questions and smoothly changing the subject, switching casually from making surprising observations to cracking jokes in a heartbeat. Perhaps as she matures she will become less restless and evasive, and some of these habits will settle into a more sensible pattern. || It's likely that Lynx was once a kittypet; she seems to have a more extensive knowledge of Twolegs than most cats. But for whatever reason -- probably boredom -- she left that life behind and ended up joining the rogues. She met them after the attack on PineClan, so she has no clue about the blood on their paws. She knows that something's up, but she hasn't mentioned it and nobody has told her. There's no way of knowing how she'd react, and her loyalties are bit unclear. She only found out about the Clan recently, and seems intrigued by their way of life. || Open to any kind of relationships. Maybe a forbidden romance?
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- Tiny || Tom || 18 moons
A large white tom with one missing ear
Despite his name, Tiny is not tiny in the slightest. He's large and muscular, with thick white fur and many scars. The most noticeable being the fact that one of his ears was torn off at some point. He's very tall, and often will hunch down so he doesn't tower too much above other cats. He's got faint gray-blue freckles on his face. || Tiny is loud and rambunctious. He's constantly looking for something to keep himself entertained, and seemingly won't sit still for any period of time. He's the worst cat to bring along scouting, or anywhere where stealth is important. He seemingly doesn't have any grace - only brute force. He enjoys looking for fights, not out of any anger of violent spirit, but just because he finds them fun. Especially winning them. Tiny disagrees with a lot of things the group does, especially when he found out they killed kits. He debates leaving the group, but he knows he wouldn't do well on his own, and that PineClan would never take him in, so he stays. While he's only got eyes for other toms, he completely denies it.|| Tiny was born as a kittypet - the runt of his litter, it seemed. He didn't hit his growth spurt until around a year old, and then he started to try escaping from his twolegs' house. He did escape, at one point, and was attacked by a neighborhood dog. After that, his twolegs got rid of him, and he scavenged around for a while before finding the group of rogues and joining them. {highprince}
- Breeze || She-cat || 23 moons
A gray tabby she-cat with green eyes and a white-tipped tail.
Breeze is a small gray tabby with dark, almost black stripes and a white-tipped tail. She has moss-green eyes with amber flecks, and scarred ears. Her name comes from the fact that she can walk almost silently through the forest, always knowing exactly how much pressure to walk with and where the quietest places to walk are. || Breeze is known for being quiet and calculating; she rarely speaks, but rather, likes to observe. Breeze is extremely intelligent, always weighing the possibilities of any decision - she wishes the rogue leader would consult her, because she knows she could make better decisions to benefit the rogue group. She isnβt quite sure where she belongs, but remains with the rogues because her mother is one. || Breezeβs father was a kittypet from the nearby Twoleg settlement, but sheβs never known exactly who he was, since her mother refuses to mention him. Her mother has always pushed Breeze to the limit, chastising her for talking out of turn. This left her slightly afraid of her mother, but at the same time Breeze has a burning hatred for her. || Open to family (siblings and mother)!
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- Hail || tom || 23 moons
Silvery gray tabby with a white blaze above his nose and icy blue eyes.
Athletic but lean, Hail has a thinner coat that can make it difficult for him when the temperature drops. His fur is a light silver tinted gray with faint tabby stripes that grow more prominent on his legs, tail, and stomach. There is a white blaze between his narrow, icy blue eyes. Little scars litter his body, particular on his flanks and legs. His left leg was caught in a hunter's trap when he was a younger tom and it healed wrong, making him walk with a permanent limp. || Hail is out-going, unafraid to push himself out of his comfort zone and speak with others. There is little that can embarrass him, as he has a lot of confidence and quite the ego. Instead of wallowing in self pity over his injury, he embraces it and makes it the brunt of his jokes. He ins't one to let the world get him down. While his mother loves to push him and his siblings, Hail resists his mother by purposefully being as lazy as he can be. He is a defiant, stubborn tom - especially when it comes to his mother. He will avoid work when he can and really isn't one for conflict. Rather clever, he hides his intelligence behind a playful, goofball exterior. He can be a total flirt and a tease, getting himself into a bit of trouble with both mollies and toms. Hail is truly nervous about actually putting his heart out there and being that vulnerable to someone else. || Born into the rogue group to a mother he despises and a kittypet father he doesn't even know, Hail is only really close to his siblings. He often teases Breeze but would cuff the ears of anyone else who tries to mess with his sister. || open to mother and other siblings - I think?
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- Bird || she-cat || 17 moons
Small white she-cat with mottled black and gray markings.
Bird is a dainty little thing with quite the fire inside. She may be small but she's lithe and built like a runner and she is rather fast. The base color of her pelt is white, though most of it is marred with her darker markings. Black and a dark stormy gray mottle her from ears to toes, making it look like she's been rolling around in ash and soot. One paw is purely white and most of her face is white as well - otherwise hints of the snowy color peak through at random places across her pelt. She has pale grayish green eyes. || Bird relies on herself for just about everything. She's an independent soul who fights for her beliefs and rights. Her voice won't be quieted and she won't be walked over or taken advantage of. Her boldness can make her come off as abrasive. She is fiery and proud, not really one to ever accept help from others. If she can't take care of it herself, she'll suffer in silence or die trying. Bird may not like relying on others, but she is a social cat who enjoys having the company of a group. She can be sarcastic and humorous when she wants to be, willing to joke around with the others and have a good time. Though she may not agree with all the things the rogue group does, she stays for the simple reason that it's easier than trying to survive alone - at least for the moment. She's relatively new to the group and if she ever found out they killed kits, she'd be gone before they could blink. || Bird once came from a huge family in a twoleg place quite a distance away. Her father ran the streets with iron claws and she grew up training with her siblings and cousins. Unfortunately, she was separated from them one night during a huge flood and never managed to find her way back. She found her way to the rogue group here and has been here for a few moons. || Open to family that's found their way here. xD
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Other CatsRogues/Loners -- Lilac || She-cat || 50 Moons
Small light brown she-cat with a black face and paws and dark green eyes.
Lilac is an unusually small light brown she-cat with fluffy fur. She has black paws and a black face. Her dark green eyes have a hint of light green, pooling in the middle of them. She may be small, but has a lot of muscle to her body. Lilac has a v-nick in both of her ears, and a nice bite size marked scar on her left shoulder from a fox. || Lilac is fierce for her size, quick to take on opponents twice her size. She is known for her speed and her skills in battle. Lilac is wise for her age, easy to come to and confide in. She tries to be easy-going at most points, but wont hesitate to put someone in their place if they are bothering her. || Lilac has no siblings. Her mother is an exact replica of her, named Lily. Lilac no longer has anything to do with her mother, due to the fact that she decided to leave her alone and become a kittypet. Lilac has no idea who her father is. When she was 25 moons old, Lilac got into a fight with a fox. She managed to get away, but not before it took a nasty chunk out of her shoulder, leaving a permanent scar. Lilac prefers to be on her own, but quite often finds herself watching and observing both the clan and the rogue camp. Curious about what life would be like with one of the groups. ||
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- Meadow || She-cat || 8 moons
Meadow has a dappled pelt of dark brown, light brown, and white, and has the dark brown eyes to go with it. She also has a long, (potentially) elegant tail.
Meadow is just your average sized and proportioned cat - with medium length fur that leaves her a bit chilly in the colder months. Her coat is a dappled arrangement of white, dark brown, and light brown, and is always muddy or grassy from her latest adventure. Her tail is the only part of her that's slightly unusual, as it is longer than it should be and could give the impression of elegance and poise (if she didn't constantly have leaves sticking out of her fur). ||
|| Meadow is a naturally curious and adventurous she-cat who loves exploring new places and getting herself into weird situations. She almost never backs down from a challenge, and is constantly looking for something to keep her entertained, making her a fun yet slightly restless and unpredictable cat to be around. Meadow loves to tease everyone and is often oblivious to personal boundaries - often not even realising when she's upset someone or made a mistake until she gets told off. She always means well - but sometimes she can be a little too much. Although she loves being around other cats, she is very picky about who she decides to trust completely and become real friends with. ||
|| Meadow was adopted by her twoleg family after she was found alone on the street. ||
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STarClan - Foxstar || Tom || 48 Moons || Leader A lanky dark ginger tom.
Foxstar was lanky ginger tom with large ears and a pointed face. He was lean and muscular, and his short fur was still thick. His muzzle, chest, and toes were all white, and there was a white diamond in the middle of his forehead. Aside from Foxstar's amber eyes, Russetpaw is a nearly spitting image of him. Foxstar had always come off as kind and fair, not harsh with punishments. He was willing to give almost every cat a chance, and he was well-liked as a leader. He could occasionally be impulsive and rash, which his mate and deputy balanced out for him. When his kits were killed, however, he became an almost entirely different cat, constantly wanting to bring battle to the rogue group. In the battle, he fell from the White Waterfall and drowned, losing all his lives. His father was Blackstar, the leader before him. In StarClan, he is often accompanied by Salmonkit and Volekit.
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Membershighprince - Roestar, Ashmask, Thrushflight, Moosekit, Tiny, Russetpaw, Dovewhisper
fallownose - Beetlepaw, Swiftfox, Breeze, Brightberry, Shadowfur
little blu β₯ - Dawnchill, Nettlesky, Larchkit, Elkpaw, Hail, Bird, Tawnycloud, Wildpaw, Lightningstreak
β₯π±π0πππ½ππ3β₯ - Frostrose, Snowheart, Nightflower, Lilac, Amberblaze, Speckledflame, Snake
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Tealraven - Timberheart, Stormchaser, Lynx
seafall - Brokenflame, Rainpaw, Snowpaw Fern - Mosskit, Meadow, Falcon, Mothpaw, Goldenstripe
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Dawnchill || she-cat || 32 moons || deputy
A soft blonde she-cat with darker color-point markings and amber eyes.
Dawnchill is a large she-cat and not at all built dainty or even very femininely. She has broad shoulders and a muscular form that she's a secretly a bit insecure about. Her fur is thick but not long, colored a pale blonde. The very light golden color often makes her stand out against her surroundings and can make it difficult for her to camouflage herself. Darker golden, almost a honeyed brown stripes linger around her forehead, eyes, legs, and tail. The molly has a pair of dark amber eyes, that nearly look orange when the sun hits them just right. Her right ear is nicked twice and she has a large scar across her right shoulder. || Dawnchill has always been on the tougher side of the spectrum. She's a rough and tumble kind of gal, unafraid to get her paws dirty and her claws unsheathed. Her logic used to be act first think later, but now that she has been given the rank of deputy, the she-cat is seriously beginning to change. Thinking things through, trying to evaluate all her options carefully, and especially putting the clan first are all things Dawnchill is striving towards. It's not always easy and she's prone to making mistakes but she does try her hardest. She doesn't back down from challenges and faces problems head on. She's not the most delicate cat and dealing with sensitive emotions isn't her forte, it can make her feel extremely awkward and come off as a bit harsh. Dawnchill has a huge soft spot for kits, she loves the little fluff-balls and secretly longs for her own. || Dawnchill was born into the clan to Goldenfir and his mate Hazeldawn. Her mother unfortunately passed away a few days before she and her brother became apprentices, putting quite the damper on the whole ceremony. She grew really close to her father and brother, as they were all she had left. This didn't help her image of being tomboyish and a manly she-cat within the clan. || Her father Goldenfir is oepn, along with her brother who can be named by whoever claims him. c: {little blu β₯}
Nettlesky || tom || 26 moons || warrior
Dark russet tabby tom with white paws, chest, and tail-tip.
A lean, agile tom who remains quite thin no matter how hard he trains to put on more muscle. His fur is wild, sticking up in all directions as though he'd just stuck his paw into an electricity socket. The color is a dark, ruddy shade of brown with even darker speckles around his shoulders and spine, trailing over his flanks. His two fore-paws are pure white to match his snowy chest and stomach. His tail grows gradually darker until it suddenly goes white at the tip. Darker red-hued speckles cross the bridge of his nose and span out to rest under both of his eyes. Those eyes of his are round and wide and colored a dark, deep blue. || Nettlesky is an intelligent feline, who makes up for his lack of brawn with his surplus of brains. He respects logic over emotion and trusts his brain way more than either his gut or his heart. After the loss of his younger siblings, Nettlesky tends to see the world in a much harsher light. He is cynical and quick to see the worst in others, trust is certainly something that doesn't come easily to him because of this. Keeping mostly to himself, the tom is more likely to watch from the shadows than actually involve himself in actual conversation. Nettlesky holds grudges like no other and is not one to easily forgive. He wants justice for his little siblings and mother and he will fight to see it delivered. || Nettlesky was born in a litter all on his own, a single kit. His mother Harepounce, was a gentle soul who remained a queen long after her son left the nursery. Though he never knew his father, the tom was never lost for love and grew up relatively normal. His younger siblings Redpaw and Berrypaw were born right before he was made into a warrior. Nettlesky was pretty overjoyed by their arrival. However, when the rogues attacked, he watched Redpaw be murdered trying to defend their sister. Nettlesky tried to protect Berrypaw but was flung aside and hit his head on a rock. Harepounce stepped in and was killed and tossed aside, all while the tom watched helplessly, his legs like jelly. Berrypaw was murdered the most brutally and Nettlesky can still hear her screams. He hasn't been the same since. || Open to an unknown father. cx {little blu β₯}
Larchkit || she-cat || 4 moons || kit
A light brown she-cat with darker patches and green eyes.
Larchkit is a smaller kit, with tall ears and a long tail. Her fur is thick and feathery, especially on her tail, stomach, and cheeks. Her coat is mainly a soft peanut brown, with hints of lighter fur around her eyes, mouth, and paw-pads. Thick chocolate colored splotches dash across her pelt, starting from the back of her head and trailing down to the base of her tail. They are joined by smaller walnut brown spots that cover her from head to toe. Her toes are all darker brown as is her tail-tip. She has bright leafy green eyes. || Larchkit is a sweet heart. Her care for others is genuine and she is often more worried about others than she is about herself. She's got compassion and sympathy for everyone and is easy to take advantage of. Being the center of attention makes her uncomfortable and she tends to be shy around clan mates she doesn't know very well. Larchkit is loyal to the core and would do anything for her friends and family, especially to see them smile. She's a people-pleaser and can be sensitive to criticism. This molly is the type that might have trouble with the code, seeing as if another cat was in trouble, she wouldn't hesitate to help - clan or not. Larchkit is a bit hopeless when it comes to following orders, as she tends to be a bit forgetful. || She was the middle kitten of her litter and was the last to be delivered before the trouble with her brother Moosekit began. This could be why she's such a small size. || Open to more family! {little blu β₯}
Elkpaw || tom || 8 moons || apprentice
Thick furred sandy brown cat with darker brown paws and tail.
Elkpaw has a thick, soft coat that keeps him warm during the colder seasons. His coloring is where his name stems from, as he sort of resembles an elk, with their lighter base coat and darker legs and neck. This tom has sandy brown fur that grows thicker around his neck like a mane. Dark brown "socks", ears, and tail hint to a distant siamese relation. Three claw marks mar the right side of his face. He has vivid yellow eyes. || Elkpaw is an honest tom, who can border on blunt. He will always speak his mind and tell it straight. He doesn't believe in pretty little lies or false kindnesses, as he's watched both of those things tear apart his parents. Though he may be straightforward, Elkpaw is a respectful tom, using proper manners and if others deserve it, giving them the respect they're due. He's a strong believer in the saying "respect is earned" and won't bow down simply because a cat is older or more superior. Though he isn't antisocial by any means, he is a hard worker and it's not often you'll find him playing or slacking off. Elkpaw is driven and even a bit ambitious. He knows what he wants out of life and isn't afraid to work his butt off to get what he wants. He is the type to take on more than he can handle and even blame himself for things he had no part in. Elkpaw is definitely his own worst critic. || He was born into the clan around the same time was Foxstar and Roestar's litter. He grew up with them and when they were killed, he tried to defend them, getting the scar on his face in retaliation. || Open to family! {little blu β₯}
Hail || tom || 23 moons || rogue group
Silvery gray tabby with a white blaze above his nose and icy blue eyes.
Athletic but lean, Hail has a thinner coat that can make it difficult for him when the temperature drops. His fur is a light silver tinted gray with faint tabby stripes that grow more prominent on his legs, tail, and stomach. There is a white blaze between his narrow, icy blue eyes. Little scars litter his body, particular on his flanks and legs. His left leg was caught in a hunter's trap when he was a younger tom and it healed wrong, making him walk with a permanent limp. || Hail is out-going, unafraid to push himself out of his comfort zone and speak with others. There is little that can embarrass him, as he has a lot of confidence and quite the ego. Instead of wallowing in self pity over his injury, he embraces it and makes it the brunt of his jokes. He ins't one to let the world get him down. While his mother loves to push him and his siblings, Hail resists his mother by purposefully being as lazy as he can be. He is a defiant, stubborn tom - especially when it comes to his mother. He will avoid work when he can and really isn't one for conflict. Rather clever, he hides his intelligence behind a playful, goofball exterior. He can be a total flirt and a tease, getting himself into a bit of trouble with both mollies and toms. Hail is truly nervous about actually putting his heart out there and being that vulnerable to someone else. || Born into the rogue group to a mother he despises and a kittypet father he doesn't even know, Hail is only really close to his siblings. He often teases Breeze but would cuff the ears of anyone else who tries to mess with his sister. || open to mother and other siblings - I think? {little blu β₯}
Bird || she-cat || 17 moons || rogue group
Small white she-cat with mottled black and gray markings.
Bird is a dainty little thing with quite the fire inside. She may be small but she's lithe and built like a runner and she is rather fast. The base color of her pelt is white, though most of it is marred with her darker markings. Black and a dark stormy gray mottle her from ears to toes, making it look like she's been rolling around in ash and soot. One paw is purely white and most of her face is white as well - otherwise hints of the snowy color peak through at random places across her pelt. She has pale grayish green eyes. || Bird relies on herself for just about everything. She's an independent soul who fights for her beliefs and rights. Her voice won't be quieted and she won't be walked over or taken advantage of. Her boldness can make her come off as abrasive. She is fiery and proud, not really one to ever accept help from others. If she can't take care of it herself, she'll suffer in silence or die trying. Bird may not like relying on others, but she is a social cat who enjoys having the company of a group. She can be sarcastic and humorous when she wants to be, willing to joke around with the others and have a good time. Though she may not agree with all the things the rogue group does, she stays for the simple reason that it's easier than trying to survive alone - at least for the moment. She's relatively new to the group and if she ever found out they killed kits, she'd be gone before they could blink. || Bird once came from a huge family in a twoleg place quite a distance away. Her father ran the streets with iron claws and she grew up training with her siblings and cousins. Unfortunately, she was separated from them one night during a huge flood and never managed to find her way back. She found her way to the rogue group here and has been here for a few moons. || Open to family that's found their way here. xD {little blu β₯}
( Almost done! I'm trying to finish my rogues but I wanted to post the four others because my wifi is being finicky and I don't want to lose them. Hopefully they're okay. If not I can change them, no problem. c: )
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