𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛs ᴅ/ғ - ᴘᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴏɪɴ ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

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𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ʀᴏʟᴇs ᴏᴘᴇɴ ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

*note: half-blood kits are cats born to parents from the Tribe and the Clan*

Half-Blood Kits in Sunclan: [2/4]
(tinyfang, darkblossom, name, name)
Half-Blood Kits in the Tribe: [4/4]
(pollen, flicker, sunlight, silence)
SunClan Medicine Cat: [2/2]
(tigerhollow, morningfrost)
SunClan Medicine App.: [2/2]
(dovepaw, whisperingpaw)

𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ ɴᴘᴄs ᴏᴘᴇɴ ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

*note: all unclaimed NPC characters will be killed off when the roleplay begins*

[size=85]jayfin 𖤓 60-70 mns 𖤓 ♂ 𖤓 thin stone-gray tom 𖤓 pm C a s for info!
⤷ former mentor of tawnyscorch

kitefall 𖤓 96 mns 𖤓 ♀ 𖤓 appearance 𖤓 pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ elder; mate: sheepdrift; kits: tigerhollow, leopardpond

leopardpond 𖤓 42 mns 𖤓 ♀ 𖤓 appearance 𖤓 pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ warrior; parents: sheepdrift, kitefall; brother: tigerhollow

cloverwish 𖤓 72 mns 𖤓 ♂ 𖤓 [url=x]appearance[/url] 𖤓 pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ warrior; former mate: rose; daughter: darkblossom

rose that flowers in early morning (rose) ☾ 69 mns ☾ ♀ ☾ appearance ☾ pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ prey-hunter; former mate: cloverwish; daughter: darkblossom

mousestream 𖤓 33 mns 𖤓 ♂ 𖤓 appearance 𖤓 pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ warrior; mother:duskwater, siblings: moonbubble, silverpaw

silverpaw 𖤓 10 mns 𖤓 ♀ 𖤓 appearance 𖤓 pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ apprentice; mother: duskwater; siblings: moonbubble, moustream

bee drifting to flower (flower) ☾ 59 mns ☾ ♀ ☾ appearance ☾ pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ prey-hunter; mate: wasp; kits: honey, yarrow, stone

wasp flying to hive (wasp) ☾ 57 mns ☾ ♂ ☾ appearance ☾ pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ prey-hunter; mate: flower; kits: honey, yarrow, stone

yarrow blowing in small breeze (yarrow) ☾ 35 mns ☾ ♀ ☾ appearance ☾ pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ prey-hunter; parents: flower, wasp; siblings: honey, stone

stone washed onto shore (stone) ☾ 14 mns ☾ ♂ ☾ appearance ☾ pm Poppycorn222 for info!
⤷ cave-guard; parents: flower, wasp; siblings: honey, yarrow

petalfall 𖤓 63 mns 𖤓 ♀ 𖤓 appearance 𖤓 pm Nyverria for more info!
⤷ warrior; mate: thistleblaze; kits: morningfrost, stonepelt, rustfeather, frostpaw

thistleblaze 𖤓 68 mns 𖤓 ♂ 𖤓 appearance 𖤓 pm Nyverria for more info!
⤷ warrior; mate: petalfall; kits: morningfrost, stonepelt, rustfeather, frostpaw

stonepelt 𖤓 38 mns 𖤓 ♂ 𖤓 appearance 𖤓 pm Nyverria for more info!
⤷ warrior; parents: thistleblaze, petalfall; siblings: morningfrost, rustfeather, frostpaw

rustfeather 𖤓 38 mns 𖤓 ♂ 𖤓 appearance 𖤓 pm Nyverria for more info!
⤷ warrior; parents: thistleblaze, petalfall; siblings: morningfrost, stonepelt, frostpaw

silverfur 𖤓 45 mns 𖤓 ♀ 𖤓 appearance 𖤓 pm Nyverria for more info!
⤷ warrior; parents: riversong, owlfeather; brother: ashfall

glowing eyes in the dark (dark) ☾ 72 mns ☾ ♂ ☾ appearance ☾ pm Nyverria for more info!
⤷ former mate: lilydapple, kits: flicker, hazelwing

owl that screeches at night (owl) ☾ 68 mns ☾ ♂ ☾ pm Cradily for more info!
⤷ mate: shadow; prey-hunter; kit: stoneteller

feather floating in the breeze (feather) ☾ 60 mns ☾ ♀ ☾ pm Cradily for more info!
⤷ cave-guard; nursed stoneteller with her own litter

galewhisker • age • ♂ • [url=x]appearance[/url] • pm SoftBeee for more info!
⤷ outsider, former sunclan; former mate: pigeonheart; daughter: dovepaw

cliffstep 𖤓 138 mns 𖤓 ♂ 𖤓 massive gray tom witha dark stripe along his back and many battle scars 𖤓 pm necrobinical for more info!
⤷ elder; mate: lilygait; daughter: brittlebranch

dewberry 𖤓 113 mns 𖤓 ♀ 𖤓 russet she-cat with a white chest 𖤓 pm necrobinical for more info!
⤷ elder; foster mother to brittlebranch

pebblepounce 𖤓 138 mns 𖤓 ♀ 𖤓 pale grey she-cat 𖤓 pm necrobinical for more info!
⤷ elder; mate: crimsonfoot, twistwind; kits: stoneclaw, cragpaw, rockshine, bouldertail; aunt to brittlebranch

princess prissypants • age • ♀ • snow-white purebred LaPerm • pm necrobinical for more info!
⤷ kittypet; son: shade

twistwind 𖤓 113 mns 𖤓 ♂ 𖤓 wiry blue-gray tom with a twisted tail 𖤓 pm necrobinical for more info!
⤷ mate: pebblepounce; kits: stoneclaw, cragpaw, rockshine, bouldertail

rockshine 𖤓 26 mns 𖤓 ♀ 𖤓 large silver-and-gray tabby she-cat 𖤓 pm necrobinical for more info!
⤷ warrior; parents: twistwind&pebblepounce; siblings: stoneclaw, cragpaw, bouldertail

bouldertail 𖤓 26 mns 𖤓 ♀ 𖤓 large gray she-cat dappled with silver 𖤓 pm necrobinical for more info!
⤷ warrior; parents: twistwind&pebblepounce; siblings: stoneclaw, cragpaw, rockshine

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𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ ʀᴜʟᴇs&ᴄᴜsᴛᴏᴍs ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ & ᴛᴇʀʀɪᴛᴏʀʏ ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ sᴜɴᴄʟᴀɴ ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ ᴛʀɪʙᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʟᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇʀs & ᴀɴᴄᴇsᴛᴏʀs ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

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𝙽 𝙰 𝙼 𝙴
Prefix ￫ bracken
Suffix ￫ kit paw burn

𝙶 𝙴 𝙽 𝙳 𝙴 𝚁
「♨」 ♂ | 「 」 ♀

𝙰 𝙶 𝙴
41 mns

𝚁 𝙰 𝙽 𝙺
Kit 「 」 Apprentice 「 」 Warrior 「 」 Queen 「 」 Elder 「 」 Medicine Cat 「 」 Deputy 「♨」 Leader 「 」

𝙻 𝙾 𝚈 𝙰 𝙻 𝚃 𝚈
sunclan

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𝙷 𝙸 𝚂 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 𝚈
Brackenkit and Tawnykit were born to their parents, Grovestep, the Clan deputy, and the fire-pelted warrior Brightfur. The two kits were loved and doted on from the moment they entered the world. Both of their parents were respected cats of the Clan, especially their mother, who had been serving as Clan deputy for moons. Only a couple of moons after they were born, SunClan's leader lost his last life, and Grovestep left her kits in another queen's nest for the night as she traveled to the Moonflower and recieved her lives, having named Brightfur her deputy.
Expectations were high for Brackenpaw and Tawnypaw when they became apprentices. Being the children of the Clan leader and deputy was no easy feat to live up to. Brackenpaw's mentor was the senior warrior Applestrike. Applestrike was a strict mentor, training Brackenpaw ruthlessly from dawn to dusk, leaving the tom for little time to interact with denmates or kin. Brackenpaw didn't mind, though - he wanted to be the best warrior SunClan had ever seen. Ambition drove the tom, and despite few encouraging words from Applestrike, the apprentice honed his natural swift abilities.
Things changed for Brackenpaw at his second Gathering. The Tribe of the Pale Moon introduced their newest to-be: Leaf Dappled with Rays of Sun. Brackenpaw was smitten with her right away. He spent the entire Gathering chatting up the stunning tabby, and she was equally as taken with the ginger-pelted tom. Brackenpaw's training - much to Applestrike's frustration - was partially forgotten as the young cat daydreamed about the she-cat he'd met. Soon enough, the tom was sneaking out of camp to meet with her. Despite Clan/Tribe relationships and friendships being perfectly allowed, Brackenpaw knew he would be scolded by Applestrike for neglecting his training to spend time with her. From what Leaf said, her prey-hunter mentor felt the same way, angry that Leaf was always gone from her nest when he went to fetch her to hunt. Their mentors were proven correct when Brackenpaw watched his brother, Tawnypaw, finish his training and earn his warrior name, while Applestrike insisted he wasn't ready for his own assessment. Tawnypaw - now Tawnyscorch - and his brother quarrelled, Tawnyscorch insisting that it was Brackenpaw's own fault for being unable to join him as he set vigil.
The tom's frustration only grew when Leaf informed him that she wouldn't be seeing him anymore. She had been scolded for shirking her training as well, and told the tom she felt it would be for the best if she finished her training and took a mate from her own home. Brackenpaw's heart churned with betrayel and anger, and the tom once again sunk himself into his training. At Gatherings, Leaf avoided his gaze, and resentment for the entire Tribe grew in Brackenpaw's heart.
Eventually, Brackenpaw was given his assessment and passed with ease, having taken right back to his training. Brackenburn was only a warrior for one short moon when he was given his own apprentice: Shellpaw. The pretty white cat was eager to learn and light on her paws, learning to hunt successfully right away. Her combat skills grew as well, and soon enough, Brackenburn forgot all about Leaf, finding new joy in being a mentor. He did struggle on occassion to have Shellpaw's respect; the she-cat wasn't much younger than himself, and never ceased to remind him of this fact. Nonetheless, he enjoyed passing on his skills, and he took joy in Shellpaw's successes as she grew into a fine young cat. At the age of only ten moons, Brackenburn decided she was ready for her assessment, and she earned the warrior name of Shellfeather.
Now that they were both warriors, Brackenburn spent much of his time patrolling and hunting with his brother Tawnyscorch. Shellfeather often stuck near him as well, often requesting Brackenburn join her hunting. As the pair spent more time together as equals, feelings fostered, and soon enough Tawnyscorch was teasing him for becoming flustered around the younger warrior. Shellfeather clearly felt the same way, and the two cats hardly went anywhere unless they were walking side-by-side, pelts brushing flirtatiously.
The Clan and the Tribe rarely found themselves in battle. Brackenburn loathed the Tribe, but remained as cordial as any warrior when encountering them. While hunting with Shellfeather near the river, they caught a Tribe to-be hunting on their land. Brackenburn and Shellfeather warned the young cat to leave, but were met with hostility; hostility that was returned by Brackenburn when he realized the young cat's mentor was none other than Leaf. She came to her to-be's defence, and Brackenburn couldn't help but notice the black-furred tom standing defensively beside her. All of Brackenburn's feelings for Leaf came rushing back, manifested in hatred for Leaf, her to-be, and the large black tom that stood just a bit too close for her. A fight broke out, and the cats swatted and swiped at one another, the Clan cats driving the Tribe cats back towards their territory. Leaf tussled with Shellfeather while Brackenburn attempted to drive off the tom and the to-be. The cats grew nearer and nearer the Thunderpath, until a shrill yowl paused the fight. The three fighting cats watched as, locked in combat, Leaf and Shellfeather rolled onto the Twoleg bridge the Thunderpath ran across. A monster screeched towards them, letting out a piercing caterwaul, and panic shone in the she-cats' eyes as they realized what was happening. Leaf gave a might kick of her back paws, knocking Shellfeather flying off of her, before turning her tail and racing away from the Thunderpath. Shellfeather lay dazed on the path, and attempted to scramble to her paws, put it was too late: the monster was upon her. The Tribe cats fled as Brackenburn barrelled towards her. The tom was too late: with a terrified wail, Shellfeather disappeared under the monster.
It was a border patrol led by Tawnyscorch that found Brackenburn and Shellfeather by the bridge. The tom was wrapped around the she-cat's lifeless body, her pelt mangled and matted with blood. Numb, Tawnyscorch guided his brother back to camp while the other warriors carried Shellfeather's body. They sat vigil for her as a Clan that night, and in the morning, Grovestar led a diplomatic patrol to the Tribe to discuss the incident, where Stoneteller promised them the cat responsible for the battle would be punished. For Brackenburn, it wasn't enough. Nothing would be enough to quell his hatred for the Tribe. From that moment forward, he swore vengance on Leaf and the whole of the Tribe of the Pale Moon. He looked on the half-blood cats living in SunClan with distrust - after all, how could they be true Clanmates while carrying the blood of murderers?
Moons passed and Brackenburn's anger only festered. His Clan was none the wiser, though, as he carried out his duties normally - even becoming deputy when his father Brightfur passed from illness. Brackenburn devoted himself to SunClan, and despite his hatred for the Tribe, he served the Clan fully. His promise revenge would come, though. Brackenburn himself led the evening patrol along the river when he caught sight of a familiar pelt on the other side. As the patrol spread out, he crept closer, and knew he wasn't mistaken: Leaf stood on the other side lapping at the river's cool water, her belly swollen with kits. Having not been noticed, Brackenburn made his way further down the river to a set of stepping stones where he silently crossed. He crept foward until he was a tail-length from the she-cat before revealing himself. Leaf's eyes widened at the sight of the tom, and for a moment, they were both still and quiet. Brackenburn took a step foward, and Leaf's gaze lit up with fear. She opened her jaws to speak, but Brackenburn never gave her the chance. The tom leapt forward, shoving the pregnant she-cat into the flowing water. He stood and watched her struggle before disappearing under the current. Only then did Brackenburn yowl an alert to his patrol, catching their attention. Brackenburn's patrol pulled the she-cat's body from the river and delivered it to the Tribe to bury. While his tone was apologetic, a glint of pleasure in the cat's death shone in Brackenburn's eyes as he explained his patrol had seen the she-cat slip and fall into the river.
Leaf's death did not bring peace to Brackenburn. The tom's ill-will toward the Trive never lessened. For the time being, however, he knows that the Clan and the Tribe are at peace, so tolerates them for SunClan's sake. No cat ever found out what truly happened at the river that night, but Brackenburn spends less time with his brother - the suspicion in Tawnyscorch's eyes the night of the incident was unmistakable, and now Brackenburn trusts no one, especially not cats with parents from the Tribe.

𝙿 𝙴 𝚁 𝚂 𝙾 𝙽 𝙰 𝙻 𝙸 𝚃 𝚈
Brackenburn is a skilled cat of SunClan. He serves faithfully as deputy, and no cat could ever question where his loyalty lies. He's efficient as deputy, always having the next patrols already thought out and planned, and ensuring the prey pile is full and that medicine cats have any help with herbs they need. He isn't particularly social; Brackenburn sticks to himself outside of duty interactions, for fear his secret will ever come to light. He spends most of his time performing duties, or at his mother, Grovestar's, side. The old leader fears her time is coming, and Brackenburn wants to soak up what remains of their time together. Brackenburn isn't receptive to flirting from the she-cats, as he still hasn't fully recovered from the death of Shellfeather, though the tom would like to have a litter of kits eventually. He masks his dislike for the Tribe; he simply avoids conversation about them, and avoids the warriors of his Clan that were born to a Tribe parent.

𝚂 𝙺 𝙸 𝙻 𝙻 𝚂
Charisma: ★★★☆☆
Strength: ★★☆☆☆
Speed: ★★★★★
Climbing: ★★★☆☆
Agility: ★★★★★
Defense : ★★★★★
Offense : ★★★☆☆

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𝙺 𝙸 𝙽
Mother ￫ grovestar
Father ￫ brightfur
Brother ￫ tawnyscorch
Maternal Grandparents ￫ honeyfur&leopardstrike

𝙴 𝙳 𝚄 𝙲 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽
Mentor ￫ applestrike
Apprentice ￫ shellfeather

𝙵 𝚁 𝙸 𝙴 𝙽 𝙳 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝚂
tigerhollow
leopardpond
albinoleap
hawkfang

𝚁 𝙴 𝙻 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝚂
Single 「♨」 Taken 「 」 Too Young 「 」 Crushing 「 」 Widow 「 」
⤷Crush: shellfeather, leaf (formerly)

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𝙽 𝙰 𝙼 𝙴
Prefix ￫ tawny
Suffix ￫ kit paw scorch

𝙶 𝙴 𝙽 𝙳 𝙴 𝚁
「☄」 ♂ | 「 」 ♀

𝙰 𝙶 𝙴
41 mns

𝚁 𝙰 𝙽 𝙺
Kit 「 」 Apprentice 「 」 Warrior 「☄」 Queen 「 」 Elder 「 」 Medicine Cat 「 」 Deputy 「 」 Leader 「 」

𝙻 𝙾 𝚈 𝙰 𝙻 𝚃 𝚈
sunclan

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𝙷 𝙸 𝚂 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 𝚈
Brackenkit and Tawnykit were born to their parents, Grovestep, the Clan deputy, and the fire-pelted warrior Brightfur. The two kits were loved and doted on from the moment they entered the world. Both of their parents were respected cats of the Clan, especially their mother, who had been serving as Clan deputy for moons. Only a couple of moons after they were born, SunClan's leader lost his last life, and Grovestep left her kits in another queen's nest for the night as she traveled to the Moonflower and recieved her lives, having named Brightfur her deputy.
Tawnypaw was apprenticed to the young warrior Jayfin. Jayfin had been a warrior for only a few moons, so most cats were shocked when the Clan leader had apprenticed her son to such a young cat, especially since Brackenpaw had been apprenticed to a senior warrior. Tawnypaw was equally confused by the decision, but tried to hide the disappointment in his eyes when Jayfin led him out into the forest. Tawnypaw was nervous: being the Clan leader and deputy's kit meant a life of living up to another cat's reputation. Tawnypaw struggled to stay focused and follow Jayfin's directions; the warrior was patient and kind, though, and was gentle in correcting the apprentice. It took only a few sunrises for Tawnypaw to fully appreciate Jayfin, and the young tom was grateful that Jayfin was chosen as his mentor.
With Jayfin's help, Tawnypaw was soon a very skilled young cat. Unlike his swift, agile brother, Tawnypaw's skill was more in his strength. Under the thin cat's pelt rippled powerful muscles, and Jayfin helped Tawnypaw fully unlock his potential. He learned how to outsmart a faster opponent and how to make each blow count, putting as much power behind it as possible. All the while, Tawnypaw hardly saw Brackenpaw: his brother was always with Applestrike, his strict mentor, or sneaking out to see Leaf. His brother had confided in him about the budding romance, and Tawnypaw wished they had more time to spend together, especially when he saws Brackenpaw's drive for warrior training fading.
Things came to a head when, at only 10 moons old, Jayfin deemed Tawnypaw ready for his assessment. He passed with flying colors. When Grovestar asked Applestrike if Brackenpaw was ready for his assessment, the old tom insisted that Brackenpaw still had much to learn. Tawnypaw was named Tawnyscorch and sat his vigil alone. Brackenpaw was bitter over the situation, and the brothers fought, Tawnyscorch insisting that if Brackenpaw hadn't spent so much time ignorning training for Leaf that he would have been sitting by his side that night.
Eventually Brackenburn earned his warrior name and joined Tawnyscorch in the warriors' den. Leaf having turned her back on the bond Brackenburn and herself shared, Tawnyscorch mended the relationship with his brother. The pair became close once more, though Tawnyscorch couldn't stifle his envy when Brackenburn was chosen quickly to mentor Shellpaw, a bright young she-cat who was eager to learn. Tawnyscorch stopped worrying about his brother, as he seemed to have recovered from his heartbreak, and focused on his own duties. Tawnyscorch spent much time patrolling the borders and being social with his Clanmates, eagerly sharing tongues and listening to his Clanmates tales and complains about their days.
Shellfeather joined the brothers in the warriors' den, and Tawnyscorch noticed his brother's bond with her only grew from there. While the brothers spent most of their time in camp together, it seemed Shellfeather always joined them, and Tawnyscorch never hesitated to tease Brackenburn about his red ear-tips when the she-cat was around.
As Tawnyscorch led the dusk patrol one night, the scent of blood filled his scent glands as they neared the Thunderpath. Picking up pace, the cats followed the scent to the bridge, where nearby they found Brackenburn. He was curled around the almost unrecognizable body of Shellfeather. At once, Tawnyscorch was at his brother's side. As the other warriors carried Shellfeather's body, Tawnyscorch let his brother lean against him on the trek back to camp. He stayed by his brother's side through the vigil, and the next day, as all Brackenburn could do was lie miserably in his nest. After awhile, Brackenburn resumed his life as normal. Though most cats noticed no change and thought his grief was healed, Tawnyscorch knew his brother was...different. His attitude towards the Tribe as a whole had been affected. Nothing seemed like it would happen, so Tawnyscorch didn't press the matter, but was aware his brother's disdain had only grown for the Tribe following Shellfeather's death. By the time Brackenburn was named deputy, he hoped his brother had let go of the anger, but couldn't knock the nagging feeling that something about Brackenburn had been damaged in a way that could never be healed.
Tawnyscorch couldn't prove it - no, he wasn't even sure if he believed it himself, but when Brackenburn brought news of Leaf's drowning and their visit to deliver the body to the Tribe, the tom knew something was off. He was certain that the look in Brackenburn's eyes, which seemed sorrowful enough, had an underlying of joy. His tone was somber, but Tawnyscorch couldn't help but detect a hint of pleasure as he told SunClan there was nothing the patrol could do to save the kit-mother. After all, as far as the Clan was concerned, why would any cat have distrust of the Tribe they lived so peacefully near? Nonetheless, when Brackenburn felt caught his eye, Tawnyscorch swore his brother looked at him with distrust.
After Leaf drowned, Tawnyscorch seemed to be completely abandoned by Brackenburn. The Clan deputy seemed unable to spend time with his kin, aside from their aging mother, but he would quietly excuse himself if Tawnyscorch came to spend time with her in her den. He was always too busy with his duties as deputy, or so he told Tawnyscorch. The warrior finally decided to try and ignore the matter - after all, what kind of cat would kill another in cold blood? Shellfeather's death had truly been an accident; surely he didn't blame Leaf entirely for her death? After all, Brackenburn had been the one to start the fight. Nonetheless, Tawnyscorch can't shake the feeling that something was off about the story, and it doesn't seem he'll be able to corner Brackenburn for an explanation any time soon. Tawnyscorch resigned himself to carry out his duties as normal and instead focus on his own obligation to his Clanmates, hunting and patrolling their borders.

𝙿 𝙴 𝚁 𝚂 𝙾 𝙽 𝙰 𝙻 𝙸 𝚃 𝚈
Tawnyscorch is a pleasant cat to be around. He enjoys spending time with his Clanmates, and is never too busy to help an apprentice practice a battle move or play with a kit so a queen can stretch her legs. Despite having not taken a mate, Tawnyscorch is fond of kits and wants to be a father, and hopes to find his soumate one day. He wants to be a warrior his hypothetical family can be proud of, and is always quick to lend a paw. Alone, though, Tawnyscorch is unsure of himself - his own mind often gets in the way of his skill, causing him to hesitate and miss prey, or be knocked off his paws for waiting too long to land a blow on an enemy. Nonetheless, Tawnyscorch's strength makes him a formiddable opponent, despite being less impressive than his mother. Tawnyscorch has a keen interest in Tribe life: the customs, so different from the Clan, have intrigued him since kithood. Tawnyscorch loves Gatherings, always grumpy when he's chosen to stay behind.

𝚂 𝙺 𝙸 𝙻 𝙻 𝚂
Charisma: ★★★★☆
Strength: ★★★★★
Speed: ★★☆☆☆
Climbing: ★☆☆☆☆
Agility: ★★★☆☆
Defense : ★★★☆☆
Offense : ★★★★★

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𝙺 𝙸 𝙽
Mother ￫ grovestar
Father ￫ brightfur
Brother ￫ brackenburn
Maternal Grandparents ￫ honeyfur&leopardstrike

𝙴 𝙳 𝚄 𝙲 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽
Mentor ￫ jayfin
Apprentice ￫ monarchwing

𝙵 𝚁 𝙸 𝙴 𝙽 𝙳 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝚂
tigerhollow
leopardpond

𝚁 𝙴 𝙻 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝚂
Single 「☄」 Taken 「 」 Too Young 「 」 Crushing 「 」 Widow 「 」
⤷Mate/Crush:

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𝙽 𝙰 𝙼 𝙴
Prefix ￫ milk
Suffix ￫ kit paw heart

𝙶 𝙴 𝙽 𝙳 𝙴 𝚁
「 」 ♂ | 「❤」 ♀

𝙰 𝙶 𝙴
98 mns

𝚁 𝙰 𝙽 𝙺
Kit 「 」 Apprentice 「 」 Warrior 「 」 Queen 「 」 Elder 「❤」 Medicine Cat 「 」 Deputy 「 」 Leader 「 」

𝙻 𝙾 𝚈 𝙰 𝙻 𝚃 𝚈
sunclan

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𝙷 𝙸 𝚂 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 𝚈
All Milkheart ever wanted to be was a mother. She enjoyed being a warrior well enough, but she adored kits. She loved their tiny little paws and sweet, innocent eyes. She longed to have a litter of her own. As a young warrior, however, Milkheart came down with a terrible stomach sickness. She was in the medicine cat's den for a moon, hanging on by a thread. No cat could figure out where the terrible, awful pain in her stomach was coming from; all Milkheart knew was it hurt, she was in agony every moment of the day.
Eventually, Milkheart's illness passed, but she was never the same. The she-cat realized it was as if her skills had been stolen from her - it was as if she lost the ability to control her movements fully. She wobbled when she walked, and had absolutely no sense of balance. Hunting became incredibly difficult, and Milkheart soon considered herself useless as a warrior. Bitterly she requested to abandon her rank and become an elder. The young she-cat made her nest with the old cats and spent several days in her nest.
A few sunrises later, Duskfern came to visit her. Milkheart had trained alongside him as an apprrentice, but he had still been busy with his training when she fell ill, and the medicine cat discouraged visitors. In the short time since she had healed, he had earned his warrior name. Duskfern convinced the young cat to eat, and spent the evening sharing tongues with her and lifting her spirits.
With Duskfern's help, Milkheart slowly regained a bit of her skill as a warrior. She never truly recovered, but if she had to hunt for herself, she'd be able. Milkheart instead spent most of her time around camp, helping the other elders wash, clear bedding, and picking ticks; though truly, Milkheart preferred spending time in the nursery. She was happy to help out the queens and entertain kits. Her desire to be a mother only grew.
Milkheart was overjoyed when Duskfern asked her to be his mate. Milkheart agreed right away, and requested they start a family. Duskfern happily obliged, and Milkheart was soon in the nursery. Milkheart finally felt her life was entirely complete. She had everything she'd ever wanted, and it felt like all her hardship had meant nothing; in spite of it all, she had achieved her dreams.
Everything was perfect - until it was time for Milkheart to kit. Everything went wrong, and both of the pair's kits perished. The medicine cat was barely able to keep Milkheart alive, and at some point thought it would be certain that Milkheart would die. When Milkheart regained her composure enough to understand what was happening, she wished she had died. She and Duskfern grieved their kits for many moons. Milkheart was distraught, and spent much time in the medicine cat's den, refusing to eat or take the herbs offered. If Duskfern hadn't pleaded with her not to leave him like their kits had, she finally made an effort to heal.
The medicine cat advised against Milkheart trying for kits again. Milkheart took many moons to come to terms with the fact that, once again, her dreams had been dashed. As the she-cat grew older, she grew more and more bitter. She refused to go to the nursery and growled at the kits when they tried to come play with the elders. Even Duskfern could hardly get a kind word from the queen.
Moons passed, and slowly, Milkheart warmed back up to her mate, much to Duskfern's relief. It came as a shock to both cats when Milkheart learned she was once again pregnant. The pair had grown much older, which had only weakened Milkheart's body more. Nonetheless, hope came alive in Milkheart - she would either finally have what she wanted, a family, or she would be put out of her suffering.
When time came for Milkheart to give birth, another queen had just kitted. Cloudstep, a black-and-white queen, had just given birth to a singular kit fathered by a Tribe cat who had been killed by a fox before he could even join his mate in SunClan. The overwhelmed medicine cat raced back and forth between the two queens, and to everyone's surprise, Milkheart experienced no complications. Nonetheless, Milkheart still dealt with devastation: she had also given birth to just one kit, who she and Duskfern named Windkit, that would only survive a few short hours. Milkheart thought she would die of grief, lying silent for hours, until the medicine cat prodded her flank. He explained that Cloudstep had died in the night, leaving behind her newborn kit. The two had been the only queens in the nursery, and Tinykit needed milk. She would die if Milkheart didn't nurse her.
Without question Milkheart pulled the kit to her belly and began to softly groom it. Milkheart and Duskfern took Tinykit in without hesitation. They raised the she-kit as their own, and Milkheart loved her as if she'd been her own kit. Tinykit was her family, and the older queen was finally able to be a mother.
Milkheart and Duskfern raised Tinyfang until she was an apprentice, and then encouraged and advised her through her apprenticeship. Their cheers were the loudest when Tinyfang became a warrior. Many moons have passed since then, but Milkheart is still just as fond of her warrior daughter. Duskfern eventually retired to the elders' den, where he lived out his days with Milkheart before passing away from greencough, at peace with his mate and adopted daughter by his side.

𝙿 𝙴 𝚁 𝚂 𝙾 𝙽 𝙰 𝙻 𝙸 𝚃 𝚈
Milkheart is a gruff, somehwat aggressive cat. The grumpy old lady has a sharp tongue and won't hesitate to hiss at any apprentice on her nerves. Milkheart is quick to anger, her temper very short, especially with younger cats. She has a soft spot for lonely kits, those who don't get to play catch the mossball or are teased. Milkheart would feircly defend any of her Clanmates with her life, despite how difficult it might be for her. She would gladly give her life for SunClan, especially if it meant she died defending the nursery.

𝚂 𝙺 𝙸 𝙻 𝙻 𝚂
Charisma: ☆☆☆☆☆
Strength: ★★☆☆☆
Speed: ★★★☆☆
Climbing: ★★☆☆☆
Agility: ★☆☆☆☆
Defense : ★★☆☆☆
Offense : ★★☆☆☆

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𝙺 𝙸 𝙽
Adopted Daughter ￫ tinyfang
Kits ￫ berrykit, honeykit, floralkit, windkit

𝙴 𝙳 𝚄 𝙲 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽

𝙵 𝚁 𝙸 𝙴 𝙽 𝙳 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝚂
creamflower

𝚁 𝙴 𝙻 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝚂
Single 「 」 Taken 「❤」 Too Young 「 」 Crushing 「 」 Widow 「 」
⤷Mate: duskfern

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𝙽 𝙰 𝙼 𝙴
Prefix ￫ tiny
Suffix ￫ kit paw fang

𝙶 𝙴 𝙽 𝙳 𝙴 𝚁
「 」 ♂ | 「❣」 ♀

𝙰 𝙶 𝙴
32 mns

𝚁 𝙰 𝙽 𝙺
Kit 「 」 Apprentice 「 」 Warrior 「❣」 Queen 「 」 Elder 「 」 Medicine Cat 「 」 Deputy 「 」 Leader 「 」

𝙻 𝙾 𝚈 𝙰 𝙻 𝚃 𝚈
sunclan

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𝙷 𝙸 𝚂 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 𝚈
Tinykit was born to Cloudstep, resembling her mother's tuxedo pelt perfectly. The tiny kit would never have the joy of knowing her parents: her Tribe father, Fog Drifting on the Breeze was killed by a fox before he even learned of his mate's pregnancy, and Cloudstep would die only hours after giving birth. Tinykit was fortunate that the old queen Milkheart was kitting at the same moment as Cloudstep. The old queen's litter passed, just as her previous litter had, and she accepted Tinykit as her adopted daughter without hesitation. Milkheart and Duskfern loved the tiny bundle dearly. They had wanted a family of their own for so long, and after losing four kits right after they were born, Tinykit was their miracle. They told Tinykit all about Cloudstep, and while the young cat was well-loved and looked to Milkheart and Duskfern as her parents, she always wished she could have met her biological parents.
Tinypaw was an...interesting apprentice. Despite being eager to learn, the young cat was rash and mischievious. There wasn't any business Tinypaw didn't butt her way into, and it was all her mentor could do to keep Tinypaw out of trouble. It took moons for her to learn that natural skill alone wouldn't pull her through when younger apprentices began to progress past her in training. This lit a fire of determination in Tinypaw - she wanted to be a model warrior.
When Tinypaw wasn't training, she was tustling with her littermates. Most apprentices tolerated her constant badgering to practice battle moves, though some warned her away with a hiss when she became too much. Tinypaw couldn't help it: she was full of energy and she wanted to prove to her denmates that she was one to watch.
When the time finally came for Tinypaw's assessment, she passed with flying colors, catching plenty of prey and managing to best her mentor in a mock fight.
Tinyfang earned her warrior name in honor of her fighting skills. While Duskfern has passed, Milkheart still lives on in the elders' den and Tinyfang visits her frequently. As a warrior she's taken an interest in Tribe life, curious to see where her father's family came from, as she shares their genes. She spends less time hunting and more time patrolling the battle moves, as she would prefer to chase enemies than prey.

𝙿 𝙴 𝚁 𝚂 𝙾 𝙽 𝙰 𝙻 𝙸 𝚃 𝚈
Tinyfang is a rambunctious, eager warrior. She's first at dawn to volunteer for patrols, and last at dusk to settle into her nest. Her desire to be helpful is overbearing; she tends to get in the way often while trying to assist. As an apprentice, Tinyfang was run out of the medicine cat's den for playing with and crushing herbs she was supposed to be helping with, or for getting under warriors' paws when they were trying to organize patrols. While some cats find her annoying, those Tinyfang is close to know that they can count on her. She's a compassionate cat, and will always come to the defence of the ones she loves, whether they're in the wrong or not. Tinyfang prides herself as a strong warrior of SunClan, and spares little thought on things like the finding a mate and having kits. She's perfectly content with her life as a warrior, though she does spend plenty of time maintaining her friendships.

𝚂 𝙺 𝙸 𝙻 𝙻 𝚂
Charisma: ★★★☆☆
Strength: ★★☆☆☆
Speed: ★★★★★
Climbing: ★★★☆☆
Agility: ★★★★★
Defense : ★★★☆☆
Offense : ★★★★★

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𝙺 𝙸 𝙽
Mother ￫ cloudstep
Father ￫ fog drifting across the breeze
Adopted Mother ￫ milkheart
Adopted Father ￫ duskfern

𝙴 𝙳 𝚄 𝙲 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽
Mentor ￫
Apprentice ￫

𝙵 𝚁 𝙸 𝙴 𝙽 𝙳 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝚂
darkblossom

𝚁 𝙴 𝙻 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝚂
Single 「❣」 Taken 「 」 Too Young 「 」 Crushing 「 」 Widow 「 」
⤷Mate/Crush:

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N A M E
Moose Trampling the Undergrowth

G E N D E R
[✯] ♂ | [] ♀

A G E
48 mns

R A N K
Kit [] To-be [] Prey-Hunter [] Cave-Guard [✯] Elder [] Kit-Mother [] Stoneteller []

T R I B E
Tribe of the Pale Moon



To-be life
As is customary, both River and Moose began their training at eight moons of age. Moose began training as a cave guard, and River began his as a prey hunter. The toms eagerly dove into their training, determined to make the entire Tribe proud - especially since the Tribe had been raising them as a village since their mother died kitting them near the border river. Their father grieved himself to death, blaming the kits for the passing of his beloved mate. Moose was proud to serve the Tribe, viewing each of his Tribemates as his kin. The burly young tom became the to-be of Pine Standing Strong against Winter Winds.
Pine soon became a sort of father-figure to Moose. Moose adored the older tom, and was eager to prove himself as worthy. Moose was strong, but his brawny muscles were untrained, and the tom was clumsy. His paws were too big for his body and it seemed he couldn't control his movements. Moose had his brother to share his complains with about training for a bit; only until River was noticed by a pretty young she-cat he was training with. Soon, his brother's time was encompassed with Leaf, and Moose felt more alone than ever.
That was, at least, until Berry Golden in the Sun began training as a to-be. The new cave-guard to-be was excited and eager to learn, reminding Moose of when he began his own training a few moons before. The cream-furred cat was training with them everyday, as her mentor was Pine's mate. Moose and Berry became fast friends, and before he knew it, his training was flying by, each day enjoyable with the kind, lovely she-cat by his side. Her energy was infectious, and she never failed to make the grey-and-white tom smile. No failure ever discouraged Berry, and Moose was glad to look to the younger cat as an example when he struggled with his training.

Cave Guard/Prey Hunter + life
Moose was proud the day he became a full cave-guard, when Stoneteller shared with the Tribe that Pine had decided his training was finished. His brother, River, and his mate Leaf, welcomed him among the full ranks with open paws, and Berry wasn't fair behind him. All seemed well: Moose and River had both found their place in the Tribe, and each brother had found a she-cat they loved with their whole heart. Things became more exciting when after several moons, both toms found their mates in the nursery as kit-mothers. Tragedy struck when Leaf passed - Moose spent all the time he could spare with his brother, encouraging River to keep going. Leaf's death had certainly been heartbreaking, drowning in the river with a belly full of kits, and Berry was distraught to no longer have her closest denmate nearby. The dreams of the brothers raising their kits together were dashed, and River never seemed to truly recover, but eventually, things did return to some sort of normalcy.
Moose was pleased when River was receptive of his kits. He had feared his brother would be bitter and jealous, angry that Moose's mate had given birth to their tiny family when his own had been robbed from him. River loved the tiny kits, though, and was often bringing them feathers and interesting stones he found out hunting. The kits looked up to their uncle, and Moose was proud of his brother for loving them as deeply as he would have his own litter. Moose and Berry even took in the kit Pollen, who had been given to the Tribe by a warrior, to be with her father Singed. It was clear Singed couldn't care any less for his child, so Moose and Berry were happy to step in and raise the kit.
Unfortunately, just as his brother had, Moose learned nothing gold can stay. Whitecough spread through the camp. Most cats, treated promptly, recovered quickly, but the real danger was with the kits and elders. Dandelion came down with the cough, and was isolated to Stoneteller's den to prevent its spread. Berry stayed at his side, and soon came down with the disease. Despite Stoneteller's best efforts, the kit's illness progressed into greencough, and Berry became weak taking care of her kit and neglecting her own needs. By the time Dandelion's tiny body gave up the fight and he joined the Tribe of Endless Hunting, Berry's own sickness had progressed to greencough. She joined her son just a few sunrises later.
All Moose had left of his little family was his daughter, Bee. Stoneteller had managed to cure her whitecough, stating that Bee was a strong kit, and she recovered easily compared to her brother. Moose was aggresively protective of his only surviving kit, his love for her made all the stronger by the fact that she resembled Berry greatly. The tom spent most of his time with his kit until she joined the to-bes at eight moons of age. He also continued caring for Pollen, even after the two she-cats had become to-bes.
Moons have passed, and while his heart still aches for Berry, Moose is happy. He's grateful that he gets to watch his daughter grow into a fine young cat, training to be a prey-hunter. He knows that River will look out for her, and he trusts her mentor to guide her. Moose is also comforted by the fact that Berry and Dandelion are waiting for him in the Tribe of Endless Hunting, knowing one day he will join them.

S K I L L S

Charisma: ★★★☆☆
Strength: ★★★★★
Speed: ★★☆☆☆
Climbing: ★★★★☆
Agility: ★★★☆☆
Defense : ★★★★★
Offense : ★★★★☆



K I N
Daughter | Bee that Rests on a Petal
Son | Dandelion Swaying in the Breeze
Brother | River Flowing Gently Downstream
Adopted Daughter | Bee that Carries Pollen

E D U C A T I O N
Mentor | Pine Standing Strong against Winter Winds

F R I E N D S H I P S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Single [] Taken [✯] Too Young [] Crushing [] Widow []
►Mate/Crush: Berry Golden in the Sun

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N A M E
Bee that Rests on a Petal

G E N D E R
[] ♂ | [ʚїɞ] ♀

A G E
10 mns

R A N K
Kit [] To-be [ʚїɞ] Prey-Hunter [ʚїɞ] Cave-Guard [] Elder [] Kit-Mother [] Stoneteller []

T R I B E
Tribe of the Pale Moon



Kit Life
Bee's earliest memories are of happiness and warmth. She remembers rolling around on the plush moss of the den's floor, wrestling with her brother Dandelion while her parents Berry and Moose looked on with pride. She also remembers the smell of sickness: her brother's stench as he developed whitecough, and her own as she fell ill. She remembers being removed from her mother's side by her father, only having him in the nursery with her, and only while he wasn't serving the Clan. She remembers her father's grief and learning to understand that her brother and mother would never rejoin them in the cozy den.
Bee was already weaned when her mother and littermate passed. All of the other kit-mothers shared the duty of looking after her, and Moose visited her everyday. The tom was usually in camp, other than when the guards were helping patrol the borders, so she often played out in the main cave where he could keep an eye on her. She made freinds with the other kits, and the to-bes tolerated her bothering them, so as far as Bee was concerned, life was still good. It especially helped that her closest friend, the kit that her mother nursed, was still by her side.

To-be life
Bee began her training at eight moons, customary for a Tribe cat. She eagerly made her nest in the to-be den, excited to join the cats who had occasionally shown her battle moves and hunting techniques. She has only been training for two short moons, but already her skill is promising. Bee is happy with her life, though she does wish her father would back off a bit - he's always checking on her to ensure she hasn't injured herself in training, he worries every sneeze is a sign of serious illness, he pesters her mentor. Bee loves her father dearly, but finds him to be quite overbearing now that she's training as a to-be.

S K I L L S

Charisma: ★★★★★
Strength: ★★★★★
Speed: ★★☆☆☆
Climbing: ★★★☆☆
Agility: ★☆☆☆☆
Defense : ★★★★★
Offense : ★★☆☆☆



K I N
Mother | Berry Golden in the Sun
Father | Moose Trampling through Undergrowth
Brother | Dandelion Swaying in the Breeze
Uncle | River Flowing Gently Downstream
Adopted Sibling | Bee that Carries Pollen

E D U C A T I O N
Mentor | Name

F R I E N D S H I P S
Bee that Carries Pollen

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Single [ʚїɞ] Taken [] Too Young [] Crushing [] Widow []
►Mate/Crush:

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N A M E
River Flowing Gently Downstream

G E N D E R
[♒︎] ♂ | [] ♀

A G E
48 mns

R A N K
Kit [] To-be [] Prey-Hunter [♒︎] Cave-Guard [] Elder [] Kit-Mother [] Stoneteller []

T R I B E
Tribe of the Pale Moon



To-be life
As is customary, both River and Moose began their training at eight moons of age. Moose began training as a cave guard, and River began his as a prey hunter. The toms eagerly dove into their training, determined to make the entire Tribe proud - especially since the Tribe had been raising them as a village since their mother died kitting them near the border river. Their father grieved himself to death, blaming the kits for the passing of his beloved mate. River never felt like a burden to the Tribe - he was certain that his skills would be useful and that he would feed the Tribe everyday as repayment for taking care of the two siblings.
River was a to-be alongside a pretty she-cat: Leaf Dappled with Rays of Sun. Leaf hardly paid her denmate any mind, however - at her very first Gathering, she had met an apprentice named Brackenpaw, and thoughts of him left little room in her mind for anything else. River never ceased trying to win her affection, but it was clear that the to-be would not be swayed from her desire to pursue the Clan cat. To River's dismay, he even overheard discussing with her sister where they would raise their future kits! Perhaps not River's proudest moment, the young tom let slip to Leaf's mentor that she had been spending all of her solo hunting time with Brackenpaw.
While he wasn't sure exactly what took place to give Leaf a change of heart, shortly after her mentor's scolding, Leaf stopped all contact with Brackenpaw. This was quite the pleasant surprise for River. His time became consumed with Leaf, now that she no longer spent all of her time thinking about the SunClan tom. Though her spirits were dampened for a bit, Leaf eventually became the bright, outgoing cat River knew her as. The two continued training together until they became full cave-guards.

Cave Guard/Prey Hunter + life
Moons passed and eventually Leaf and River became mates. The pair was happy, hunting side by side everyday for the Tribe. When Leaf was given her first to-be, Fern Swaying in the Breeze, River often accompanied the two in their hunts. Once such night, he and Leaf had just struck down an owl baited with a mouse when they realized they could no longer scent Fern. The two set off in search of her at once, and spotted the to-be on the other side of the river, confronted by a familiar face: Brackenburn. A younger warrior was with him, and both he and the she-cat seemed hostile towards the to-be, their hostility only growing as River stepped instinctively in front of Leaf. A fight broke out, and River faced Brackenburn, the two tussling in the grass beside the river, Fern occassionally trying to swipe at the enemy warrior. A loud screech of panic caught the two fighting cats' attention, and their heads whipped to see Leaf and Shellfeather rolling onto the Thunderpath. Both River and Brackenburn, with Fern in tow, charged towards the Thunderpath. They were helpless as they watched the monster barrel towards the two she-cats. Leaf gave a mighty kick with her hind legs, forcing Shellfeather off of her, and came racing towards her Tribemates, almost crashing right into River. The three cats raced towards the stepping stones, all ripe with fear-scent, as they re-entered Tribe territory. The two older cats reported what happened to Stoneteller, and the next morning, Grovestar led a patrol to discuss the incident with the Tribe. In the end, both groups understood Shellfeather's death was an accident, but still a result of Fern's actions: the young to-be was sentenced to two extra moons of training, as for the next two moons she would be strictly taking care of the elders, not allowed out of camp to join her denmates in hunting, and would have to go several sunrises without a meal. Stoneteller was certain that the time in camp would allow young Fern to think about what she had caused, and Grovestar seemed satisfied. Leaf was also punished: Fern would no longer be her to-be when she was allowed to resume training. Nonetheless, River and Leaf still stayed close to Fern, helping the young cat through her grief of blaming herself for the warrior's death.
Moons passed, and life returned to normal for River and Leaf. The couple was happy, and eventually, decided to start a family. When Leaf learned she was pregnant, the two were overjoyed. River was constantly checking on her, hardly ever joining his Tribemates to hunt - especially since Leaf found staying in camp difficult. The kit-mother always complained of being restless, longing to join her Tribemates in a hunt and patrol the borders. She insisted River stop doting on her and continue his duties regularly, and reluctently, the tom agreed. One night, he returned with his fellow prey-hunters, laden with fresh-kill, and went to fetch Leaf for mealtime. The tom's pelt prickled with unease at once when he poked his head in the den to only find his brother's mate, Berry, nursing Bee and Dandelion. She told River that Leaf had gone to stretch her legs, but noted that had been what seemed like ages ago. River set out to look for his mate at once, but didn't have to go far: as he backed out into the main cave, SunClan scent filled his nostrils.
Brackenburn led a patrol of SunClan warriors into camp, a cat's body in tote, swollen with kits. River fell into a crouch at once, unable to force himself to stand. Her pelt soaked from the river, Leaf's body was lain in the center of the cave. Brackenburn explained to Stoneteller that his patrol had heard a cat's yowl as she fell into the river, and had been unable to save Leaf from drowning. Brackenburn caught River's eye, and River saw red when the Clan deputy shot him a smirk. With a feirce yowl, he sprang to his paws and charged at the patrol, only to be stopped by his Tribemates, who tried to calm him with words of how this was an accident and no cat was at fault.
After the death of his mate, River had Fern and Moose to rely on. Moose's mate passed in the coming moons, and the two toms were as close as ever. Fern shared his grief over Leaf, and the two were dependant on each other to recover. No cat believed River when he insisted Brackenburn's statement had been suspicious, dismissing him as a delusional greif-filled tom, except for Fern, as she had been there the night Shellfeather had died. River tries now to carry on as normal, but his days seem...dull. Nothing can feel the void left in him by the loss of Leaf.

S K I L L S

Charisma: ★★★☆☆
Strength: ★★☆☆☆
Speed: ★★★★☆
Climbing: ★★★★☆
Agility: ★★★★★
Defense : ★★☆☆☆
Offense : ★★★★☆



K I N
Brother | Moose Trambling the Undergrowth
Neice | Bee that Rests on a Petal
Nephew | Dandelion Swaying in the Breeze

E D U C A T I O N
To-be | Lizard who Growls Hungrily

F R I E N D S H I P S
Fern Swaying in the Breeze

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Single [] Taken [] Too Young [] Crushing [] Widow [♒︎]
►Mate/Crush: Leaf Dappled with Rays of Sun

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N A M E
Fern Swaying in the Breeze

G E N D E R
[] ♂ | [𖥸] ♀

A G E
19 mns

R A N K
Kit [] To-be [] Prey-Hunter [𖥸] Cave-Guard [] Elder [] Kit-Mother [] Stoneteller []

T R I B E
Tribe of the Pale Moon



Kit Life
For her first 8 moons of life, Fern was a spoiled only-kit. Sunflower's litter had contained only the small brown tabby she-kit, and Fern was her parents' biggest joy in life. Mud and Sunflower doted on her constantly, letting the kit get away with anything. She was their perfect little miracle, after all, and the young pair of prey-hunters were just pleased to have a daughter.

To-be life
Fern became a to-be, her mentor being the prey-hunter Leaf. Fern was an unruly to-be; she never listened to Leaf, and would rather be exploring on her own than learning how to hunt as a team to feed the Tribe. This behavior worsened when Sunflower and Mud announced their second litter. Fern was outraged. No longer was she the precious little pride-and-joy of her parents; all they could talk about what Sunflower's rounding belly, how many kits they'd have, hope of having a son as well. Fern wasn't used to the lack of attention, angry at Sunflower's expectations that she would be a loving big sister.
Fern only trained with Leaf for a few moons. Fern loved Leaf as a Clanmate, but didn't respect her as an older and more experienced Tribemate. Things came to a head one night when Leaf took her out with her mate, River, to hunt. The trio was hunting near the SunClan border river, and Fern decided to cross the river and hunt, if only to cause trouble. The she-cat got her wish: they were soon confronted by a mighty ginger tom and a younger warrior she-cat. Fern faced them with hostility, hissing and spitting until her mentor and River arrived on the scene. It was like the warrior tom's eyes lit up with hatred at the sight of Leaf. A fight broke out, and soon the three Tribe cats were locked in battle with the SunClan warriors. Leaf and the she-cat warrior rolled away into the bracken, tearing out each other's fur, and River faced the ginger tom. Fern tried to help, but it became clear her lack of skills were going to be an issue - she could hardly land a blow on the tom.
When a panicked screech split the air, the three cats stopped, eyes flitting towards the nearby Thunderpath. The Twoleg bridge was illuminated by the glowing eyes of an approaching monster, and all three cats broke into a run as they saw Leaf and the she-cat warrior had rolled right onto it. To Fern's relief, Leaf flung the warrior off of her, and raced away from the Thunderpath, leaving behind a thick trail of fear-scent. The tom raced towards the Thunderpath, but the three Tribecats charged back into their own territory.
Back in camp, Stoneteller was informed of the incident, and Fern was sent to her den without any fresh-kill, to think about the damage she had caused. The next morning, Grovestar visited to discuss the matter with Stoneteller, and Fern awaited her punishment in dread. The punishment certainly came: Fern was allowed no food for several sunrises, and was sentenced to two moons of no training, only elder duties and helping in camp with busy work. Leaf was removed as her mentor, and Fern was told she'd be reassigned when her two moons of punishment passed - for the time being, any Tribe cat, prey-hunter or cave-guard, could give her orders of duties needing performed.
The time in camp certainly gave Fern time to think. In this time, her mother had kitted, and Fern began to visit her in the nursery. Three younger siblings had been born to her: Forest where Bracken Grows, name, and name. Soon, it became evident that Fern had been wrong: her parents had enough love to share between their four kits, not just the new litter. Fern began to find her place in the Tribe helping with the kit-mothers and elders, and spending time with her younger siblings, who she came to adore.

Prey-Hunter/Cave-Guard + life
The day seemed like it would never come, but eventually, Fern became a full-fledged prey-hunter. She had finished her training strong; after being reassigned after her two-moon punishment, she never set a paw out of line again. She remained good friends with River and Fern, being River's biggest support when Leaf died carrying their kits. By the time the cat earned her full title, her siblings were already to-bes. It wasn't long after their promotion that tragedy would strike the little family: the to-bes had hardly left the nursery when Sunflower and Mud were tragically killed by a fox. The prey-hunters were found in the forest, littered with wounds, the stench of fox hanging in the air. Stoneteller did everything a cat could possibly do, but Sunflower and Mud succumbed to their wounds.
Fern spends her days hunting for the Tribe, proud of her role. She also looks out for her younger siblings; the trio of young cats is her only family left in the world, and she would die before she let harm come to them.

S K I L L S

Charisma: ★★☆☆☆
Strength: ★★☆☆☆
Speed: ★★★★★
Climbing: ★★☆☆☆
Agility: ★★★★★
Defense : ★★★☆☆
Offense : ★★★☆☆



K I N
Mother | Sunflower Waving in the Morning Light
Father | Mud of the River's Bank
Siblings | Forest where Bracken Grows, youngersibling2, youngersibling3

E D U C A T I O N
Mentor | Leaf Dappled with Rays of Sun
Mentor | name

F R I E N D S H I P S
Leaf Dappled with Rays of Sun
River Flowing Gently Downstream

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Single [𖥸] Taken [] Too Young [] Crushing [] Widow []
►Mate/Crush:

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N A M E
Path Singed by Flames

G E N D E R
[➜] ♂ | [] ♀

A G E
26 mns

R A N K
Kit [] To-be [] Prey-Hunter [] Cave-Guard [➜] Elder [] Kit-Mother [] Stoneteller []

T R I B E
Tribe of the Pale Moon



Kit Life
Path Singed by Flames had a tragic kithood, to say the least, his name being a constant reminder of that. A fire had begun on the edge of the territory, and blazed through a section of it - unfortunately, this path of fire is where Sun Burning at Dawn would give birth to her kit. The pregnant kit-mother had been out to stretch her legs, against the advice of her Tribemates, and ended up seperated from their safe camp by the path of fire. When the cave-guards set out to find her, they were too late; the kit-mother had hunkered into the hollow of a tree stump to hide from the smoke in the air, of which she had inhaled plenty. She was weak, but one kit squirmed at her side - a tiny tabby with white socks. Sun whispered his name to the cave-guards before losing consciousness, and passed before she ever reached camp.
Singed was raised by another kit-mother alongside her litter. The kit-mother was kind, but Singed never felt he was actually a part of her little family.

To-be life
Singed was incredibly grateful when he was made a to-be. He was tired of the lonely nursery life, preferring to follow after the older cats then play with his denmates. He began training as a cave-guard thanks to his stocky build and large, powerful paws. The cat was reasonably skilled, and soon began to come out of his shell. He was eager to spend time with his to-be denmates and contribute to the Tribe. He often pleaded with his mentor to take him out of camp to train, or to tag along on a prey-hunter patrol to guard them.
It was at the tom's first ever Gathering that he spotted her: Monarchpaw. The young she-cat had been training for moons already, and Singed admired her skill. The two quickly hit it off, telling one another about their lives in their respective homes. They often met late at night, without the watchful gazes of their mentors, to share tongues. Soon enough, Singed realized his feelings for Monarchpaw were more than just friendly.

Prey-Hunter/Cave-Guard + life
As a full-fledged cave-guard, Singed spent most of his time accompanying prey-hunters out of camp, especially if they intended to go near SunClan territory, as he hoped to catch glances of Monarchwing. Their meetings had become less frequent thanks to their busy lives now that they were adult cats, and they primarily saw one another at Gatherings.
It was on these patrols with the prey-hunters that Singed became close to Smoke of Dying Ember. The pretty black-and-white tabby was enjoyable to be around, and as his time with Monarchwing lessened, Singed only grew closer to Smoke. He was always quick to join with her patrols, and realized that he enjoyed spending time with her more than anyone else in the Tribe. With a heavy heart, he realized that he had grown to love Smoke, even more than he loved Monarchwing.
Singed broke things off with Monarchwing, being honest and upfront about his relationship with blossoming with someone in his own Tribe. He could tell Monarchwing was heartbroken; sure, Singed felt bad, but he resolved himself to believe that he was doing the right thing by not leading her on any further. Singed quickly took Smoke as his mate, and for the next couple of moons, everything was perfect.
Singed was on patrol when he spotted a familiar pelt across the river. Monarchwing was walking towards him, and in her mouth was a tiny bundle: a kit. Alarmed, Singed approached cautiously, a sinking feeling in his stomach as he tried to calculate how much time had passed since his last encounter with the queen. His fears were confirmed when Monarchwing meekly explained that the kit she carried was his daughter: and that she would be leaving her with Singed. At first, the tom was angry, and an argument insued as he tried to convince Monarchwing to just take the kit back to camp with her. Finally, Singed caved, realizing that this was the least he owed the SunClan cat.
As the tom trekked back to the Tribe's camp, he tried to sort out a story on how he'd found the kit - after all, she looked nothing like him. When he arrived, he tried to pass the kit off as an orphan he'd found in the forest, but there were too many holes in his story and the kit smelled strongly of SunClan. Finally he admitted that the kit was his daughter, and that her mother did indeed reside in SunClan, but that she wished to remain unknown. He dropped his daughter - Pollen - off with Berry, one of the kit-mothers. Things were rocky with Smoke; after all, he had never once mentioned Monarchwing to her, much less that she was carrying his kits, despite the fact he didn't know about them. He spent the next few moons insisting to Smoke that he loved her, that Monarchwing meant nothing to him, that he hadn't known about the kits and didn't know they would be his burden. He spent almost no time with Pollen, finding it much easier to pretend that Pollen didn't exist. He found he couldn't look at the kit without his heart filling with hate.
Thankfully, Smoke remained with the tom. Recently the pair even had a litter of kits all of their own. He loves his little family, but struggles to stay in Smoke's good graces. The tom feels like he musn't put a paw out of place around the kit-mother or he'll lose everything. He also struggles with the fact that Pollen is now training among his Tribemates; somehow it had escaped him that she wouldn't remain a burdensome kit forever.

S K I L L S

Charisma: ★★★☆☆
Strength: ★★★★★
Speed: ★★☆☆☆
Climbing: ★★☆☆☆
Agility: ★★★☆☆
Defense : ★★★★☆
Offense : ★★★★★



K I N
Mother | Sun Burning at Dawn
Daughter | Bee that Carries Pollen
Kits | Unnamed kits

E D U C A T I O N

F R I E N D S H I P S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Single [] Taken [➜] Too Young [] Crushing [] Widow []
►Mate/Crush: Smoke of Dying Ember, Monarchwing (formerly)

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Disclaimer;; All art is drawn and owned by me, you are NOT allowed to use it



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Name;; Tigerhollow
Previous Names;; Tigerkit, Tigerpaw
Rank;; Medicine Cat
Gender;; Male (He/Him)
Age;; 42 Moons
Crush/Mate;; Open

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Positive Traits;; Appreciative, Humble, Kind, Loyal,
Trusting, Wholesome

Neutral Traits;; Calm, Curious, Open-Minded

Negative Traits;;
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Mother;; Kitefall (Elder/96 Moons/Female)

Father;; Sheepdrift (Deceased/89 Moons/Male)

Siblings;; Leopardpond (Warrior/42 Moons/Female)
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Tigerhollow is a gentle and kind tom, with nothing but love in his
heart for his clan and those around him. He's not the brightest bulb
around but he makes up for it with a vast knowledge of herbs and
healing methods. He's well respected in his clan and gets along nicely
with most, if not all of his clan mates and plenty of the loners and
rogues in the area.



Tigerhollow was born in his clan, with a sister named Leopardpond.
The two are fairly close, even though Leopardpond is a warrior and
He's a medicine cat. He knew from a young age he wanted to work
with herbs and heal his clanmates and there's never been a doubt in
his mind that this is what he's meant to do.
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Name;; Darkblossom
Previous Names;; Blossom That Blooms in Dark, Darkpaw
Rank;; Warrior
Gender;; Female (She/Her)
Age;; 30 Moons
Crush/Mate;; Open

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Positive Traits;; Intelligent, Kind, Gentle, Affectionate,
Passionate, Friendly

Neutral Traits;; Quiet, Reserved, Particular

Negative Traits;; Anxious, Indecisive
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Mother;; Rose that Flowers in Early Morning
(Prey Hunter/69 Moons/Female)

Father;; Cloverwish (Warrior/71 Moons/Male)

Siblings;; N/A
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Name;; Moonbubble
Previous Names;; Moonkit, Moonpaw
Rank;; Warrior
Gender;; Male (He/Him)
Age;; 33 Moons
Crush/Mate;; Open

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Positive Traits;; Observant, Diplomatic, Charming, Loyal,
Perceptive, Bold

Neutral Traits;; Cunning, Serious, Daring

Negative Traits;; Vain, Nosy
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Mother;; Duskwater (Deceased/61 Moons/Female)

Father;; Unknown (Rogue/62 Moons/Male)

Siblings;; Mousestream (Warrior/33 Moons/Male)
Silverpaw (Apprentice/10 Moons/Female)
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Name;; Lizard Whose Belly Growls Hungrily
Nickname;; Lizard
Rank;; Prey-Hunter
Gender;; Male (He/Him)
Age;; 24 Moons
Crush/Mate;; Open

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Positive Traits;; Kind, Out-going, Extroverted, Loyal
Hopeful, Understanding

Neutral Traits;; Whimsical, Determined

Negative Traits;; Airy, Disorganized
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Mother;; Fish that Splashes Passerby
(Deceased/51 Moons/Female)

Father;; Frost Forming During Night
(Deceased/54 Moons/Male)

Siblings;; N/A
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Lizard is a bright and happy tom, he loves to interact with others
and make other cats happy. He's eager to learn and likes to ask a
lot of questions and figure things out. He's a traveler and always
seems to be on the go, looking for new things and meeting new cats
and other animals. Lizard can speak dog, and is often seen speaking to
canines of all kinds, including foxes.



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Name;; Sweet Honey Dripping from Beehive
Nickname;; Honey
Rank;; Cave-Guard
Gender;; Female (She/Her)
Age;; 35 Moons
Crush/Mate;; Open

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Positive Traits;; Reliable, Creative, Brave, Flexible,
Productive, Responsible

Neutral Traits;; Ambitious, Competitive, Tough

Negative Traits;; Crafty, Haughty
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Mother;; Bee Drifting to Flower
(Prey-Hunter/59 Moons/Female)

Father;; Wasp Flying to Hive
(Prey-Hunter/57 Moons/Male)

Siblings;; Yarrow Blowing in Small Breeze
(Prey-Hunter/35 Moons/Female)
Stone Washed onto Shore
(Cave-Guard/14 Moons/Male)

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Name;; Smoke of Dying Ember
Nickname;; Smoke
Rank;; Prey-Hunter
Gender;; Female (She/Her)
Age;; 26 Moons
Mate;; Path Singed by Flames

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[C a s]

we are now open and accepting; reservations will be held for 48 hours after pm/mentioning on this thread!

𖤓˖⁺‧₊✦ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ʀᴏʟᴇs ᴏᴘᴇɴ ★₊‧⁺࿔☽

*note: half-blood kits are cats born to parents from the Tribe and the Clan*

Half-Blood Kits in Sunclan: [1/4]
Half-Blood Kits in the Tribe: [0/4]
SunClan Medicine Cat: [1/2]
SunClan Medicine App.: [0/1]

[Albino_]

(albinoleap is the top one and her now deceased brother is the bottom one. My picture, do not steal, this is Quinn and Ashes my cats that are siblings who have now since passed away)

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'be who you wanna be'

albinoleap ○ molly ○ 39 moons

name Albinoleap
suffix meaning her current rank
gender molly [she-cat]
age 39 moons
rank warrior
mentor xx
wanted rank n/a
clan sunclan
scent mint

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ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
height average
weight light
build agile
eyes pale green
scars a scar going over her right eye & a few scars on her pelt
fur long silky black and white
distinct feature her coat color and pattern
ｂａｓｅ ｔｒａｉｔｓ
main trait loyal
+ traits honest, loving, speaks her mind
- traits sarcastic, blunt, impatient
ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ
family
Mother - dandelionshade
Father - stormstrike
Siblings - hawkfang
friends pm me
enemies pm me
romantic interest tbd
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history
Albinoleap was born and raised in Sunclan, she was the eldest daughter of stormstrike and dandelionshade. She had a brother named Hawkfang who she was really close to and he passed a few moons ago, she still mourns him today. Albinoleap had a good kithood and she has made a promise to be the best warrior she can be.

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personality
Albinoleap is a honest and loving molly, she isnt afraid to speak her mind whether you want to hear it or not. She is sarcastic and she is blunt. She will protect those she loves and the clan with everything she has. Albinoleap can be impatent at times and that is a downfall to her personality.

῿ “all of us are diamonds in the rough ”

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xxMother: Petalfall
xxFather: Thistleblaze
xxSibling(s): Stonepelt,
xxRustfeather, Frostpaw
xxCrush: Here‏‏‎
xxMate: Here
xxPast Mate(s): Here
xxKits: Here
xxScent: Orange blossom
xxVoice Claim: Michelle Pfeiffer
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xxName: Morningfrost
xxAge: 38 moons
xxRank: Medicine Cat
xxSexuality: Heterosexual
xxGender: Female
xxTraits +: Affectionate, Charming,
xxEmpathetic, Mature,
xxSophisticated, Wholesome
xxTraits -: Cynical, Evasive, Gullible
xxInsecure, Nervous, Pessimistic
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xxA marbled grey-orange tabby
she-cat with a long feathery tail,
white chest and paws accompanied
with big yellow eyes.
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Morningfrost is what you'd consider the clan's sweetheart, always there to help wherever and is always trying to brighten everyone's day. The she-cat was raised alongside three brothers whom are very protective of thanks to the sternness of her father. Morningfrost was never really a good in combat during her apprenticeship and was always rescued by her brothers. One day, her brothers got the brilliant idea to hunt on their own to see who was the best hunter. Of course the she-cat thought it was a bad idea but she followed them anyways.

The four young cats ended up at the shallow pool to catch fish. All was well until the unsuspecting apprentices were caught off-guard by a fox. Morningfrost only remembers she stood frozen in fear as her brothers worked together to fend off the fox but to no ail, it was Frostpaw who suffered the most injuries. Most of her memory is fuzzy as the she-cat had blocked herself from remembering that horrific day. Ever since then Morningfrost had managed to become a medicine cat apprentice and vowed to herself that she would remain helpful in anyway she can.

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xxMother: Riversong
xxFather: Owlfeather
xxSibling(s): Silverfur
xxCrush: Open‏‏‎
xxMate: Open
xxPast Mate(s): Here
xxKits: Here
xxScent: Mulch
xxVoice Claim: Benedict Cumberbatch
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xxName: Ashfall
xxAge: 45 moons
xxRank: Warrior
xxSexuality: Heterosexual
xxGender: Male
xxTraits +: Sociable, Protective,
xxHonest, Loyal, Benevolent, Wise
xxTraits -: Blunt, Harsh, Ruthless
xxStubborn, Witty, Jealous
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xxA thick-furred grey
xxtom with light green eyes.
xxUnder his thick pelt is a sturdy,
xxmuscular build with multiple scars
xxand a nick in his left ear.
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xxMother: Petal of Red Flower
xxFather: Cold that slowly Dies
xxSibling(s): None
xxCrush: Open‏‏‎
xxMate: Open
xxPast Mate(s): Open
xxKits: None
xxScent: Cedar
xxVoice Claim: George Clooney
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xxName: Cloud Shrouding the Blazing Sun
xxAge: 46 moons
xxRank: Cave-Guard
xxSexuality: Heterosexual
xxGender: Male
xxTraits +: Charming, Humble,
xxLogical, Loyal, Mature, Wise
xxTraits -: Confrontational, Fanatical, Resentful
xxStubborn, Haughty, Jealous
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xxA short-haired white flame-point
xxtom with ice blue eyes.
xxUnder his white pelt is a sturdy,
xxmuscular build.
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Cloud doesn't have much of a story to him. He is the son of Petal and Cold with no other siblings. He did know that there were past litters from his parents but to his knowledge, they didn't last but a few hours after being born so therefore his parents hovered over him his entire kithood and partially his time as a To-Be. As he grew older both of his parents soon passed away from illness during leaf-bare, thus he is the only remaining member of his family.

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xxMother: Lilydapple
xxFather: Glowing Eyes in the Dark
xxSibling(s): Hazelwing
xxCrush: Here‏‏‎
xxMate: Here
xxPast Mate(s): Here
xxKits: Here
xxScent: Honeycomb
xxVoice Claim: Eva Green
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xxName: Flicker of Dying Fire
xxAge: 35 moons
xxRank: Prey-Hunter
xxSexuality: Bisexual
xxGender: Female
xxTraits +: Analytical, Meticulous,
xxObservant, Persuasive, Cautious,
xxIntroverted
xxTraits -: Abrasive, Indecisive,
xxJealous, Paranoid, Perfectionist,
xxVindictive
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xxA mottled calico she-cat with
fierce green eyes.
A scar runs across her nose,
a long claw mark down her left
shoulder and nicked ears. Acquires
long unusually long sharp claws.
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Flicker was born from both Sunclan and Tribe of the Pale Moon cats. For her entire life it was always Hazelwing their shining star casting a shadow over her own sister. Didn't matter how hard Flicker tried, whether it was during her kithood, apprenticeship or early warrior years the molly was never recognized by her mother or anyone for that matter. Over time during Flicker's younger warrior days, she learned that her father was a Tribe cat and there was a glimmer of hope that maybe.. just maybe he'd give her the love that was never given to her by her mother. Flicker of Dying Fire soon left Sunclan to join the Tribe of the Pale Moon.

The molly worked hard to earn her place within the clan and devoted her undying loyalty to her tribe. To her shock it had seemed that her own father didn't even give much attention to his daughter. Soon Flicker of Dying Fire had realized her father had more important matters other than his half-clan daughter. he had a new family within his own tribe. It feels as if the molly will forever be nothing more than a flicker of the past.

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[C a s]

@albino - albinoleap is accepted! <3

@nyverria - i'll mark the other med cat reserved! you've got 48 hours to fill the reservation, if you need more time than that you can reach out via pm!

@poppy - lmk when you finish your forms! i always love seeing your art! <3

one tribe/clan cat on the tribe side has been reserved, there are three more slots open!