Sea Clan. ( warrior cats rouge clan rp. New and accepting!)

[ήɪɡɦʇʍɑʀə]

One more character for me!


Name: Frostpaw
Age: 7 moons
Gender: Female
Personality: Shy, soft, sensitive
Rank: apprentice
History: Frostpaw grew up in Robinclan, she admired her mentor and decided to join another clan.
Crush: Twigpaw
Mate: none
Kits: none

Both Accepted!

Moonstep looked softly at Ivystar. " Are you experiencing any aching in your stomach? Or jolts of pain?" She asked.

[Esther~]

Frostpaw is a warrior?))

Warning now, Bluekit might like Twigpaw later 0-0 ))

[ήɪɡɦʇʍɑʀə]

( ah! She was Frostpelt before I changed it.

[Esther~]

then why is she 24 moons X3 ))

[ήɪɡɦʇʍɑʀə]

( ahh I got to change it!

[azhdarchid]

Mireclaw|she-cat|23 moons|panromantic|tagged;|crush;open|
Mireclaw arcs her body in a stretch as she awakes from her slumber. It's another fine day in CreekClan; she anticipates joining a hunting patrol. She raises herself to her paws, noticing the rest of the den is beginning to do so. Letting out a satisfied purr, she slips out of the den.

[ήɪɡɦʇʍɑʀə]

Lionfur day dreamed of kits, bundles of them.

[Esther~]

Bluekit noticed Mireclaw. She knew she wasn't clan-born, but she admired that. She had the courage to join a group of wild cats when most others wouldn't."Hi Mireclaw."she greeted the she-cat in her usual lifeless voice

[azhdarchid]

Mireclaw|she-cat|23 moons|panromantic|tagged;Bluekit|crush;open|
Mireclaw dips her head in greeting. "Good morning, Bluekit!" She purrs, her accent barely noticeable. "Did you sleep well?" She notices the kit's bleak tone, but all attempts to cheer her up have failed. She supposes that this is something Bluekit will have to work through on her own.

[SkepticalSeven]

♪I V Y S T A R♪

☆Age?☆
★24
moons★
☆Gender?☆
★♀★
☆Sexuality?☆
★Straight★
☆Mate?☆
★Lionfur★
☆Crush?☆
★n/a★
☆Tags?☆
★Moonstep★

Ivystar nodded. "I am having pains in my belly. It keeps me from sleeping sometimes, too.." Ivystar gave her fur a quick grooming before wincing at the pain in her stomach. She looked tired, and even sitting was uncomfortable. Ivystar looked back to the warrior's den and then at Moonstep. What would Lionfur think of her having kits? Would he be overjoyed or disgusted? Only time will tell, Ivystar supposed.