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[mackstarr]

Username: mackstarr
Name: WingShade
Rank: warrior
Gender: female
Age: 3.5 years
Personality:

WingShade is a fiery cat. She always stands up for what is right and is wonderful to have on your side during heated debates. She has a truly courageous heart and is a relentless fighter. She is a protector of the weak and will never let a wrong-doer go without justice.

Clan (can be a roleplay one): LeafClan
(Not an RP, but my own clan.)
Short backstory (at least 5 lines) and MAYBE how did they get the scars?:

WingShade, who was WingPaw at the time, could barely see her feet in front of her through the thick, early morning fog. She was an apprentice who had volunteered to accompany a group of warriors who were scouting for intruders at the edge of LeafClan territory. There had been various reports of suspicious activity by the neighboring clan, WinterClan. WingPaw was trying to stay close to the group, but her young mind had her sniffing at the underbrush and falling behind slightly.

"WingPaw, please keep alert," her mentor, LilyMoon, whispered.

WingPaw nodded once and perked her ears as much as she could. As the group drew closer to the territory edge, the unmistakable scent of the musk you would find in caves made itself known. WinterClan cats lived in caves, but their camp was near the center of their territory, a good distance from where the LeafClan patrol now stood. WingPaw watched the hair raise on the backs of her clanmates and her eyes widened as three lanky WinterClan cats stepped out of the brush. She didn't know what words were exchanged, but soon the center cat struck out across the face of the leader of her patrol. Fighting erupted and much to her later regret, WingPaw turned and ran for safety. She was very young at the time, and had never been in a real fight.

Her scrambling paws took her toward a briar thicket where she used to play as a kit and she shoved herself up under it. After sitting their panting for some time, it became clear to her that she was not alone. She could only watch in terror as a dark colored bird, bigger than any other bird she'd ever seen, puffed itself up on the branch above her. Its shriek cut the air and it suddenly attacked in a flurry of wings and talons. WingPaw had stumbled upon the nest of a raven. She narrowly escaped, bolting for her camp, but blood ran from her shoulder and right eye. Later, after she had been treated by the clan medicine-cat she discovered that the leader of the patrol, the clan deputy, had been badly injured in the fight. She was overcome with guilt and from that day on she vowed to never leave a friend in need just because she was afraid.

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[kxynine]

Username:Stevia[FH]
Name:Greystar
Rank:Leader
Gender:Tom
Age:12 Moons
Personality:Kind,helpfull,Loyal.
Clan (can be a roleplay one):(Making my own RP) DarkClan
Short backstory (at least 5 lines) and MAYBE how did they get the scars?:When he was a kit he had 1 brother and 1 sister. (Getting names and so on soon) His mother died cuz she ran into fire to save Greystar's sister who sadly didnt survive and joined Starclan. His name as kit was Greykit. When he was 6 moons old his mentor was (Getting name and so on soon) and he gained the name Greypaw. 2 Moons later he was in a battle and got the scars.His warrior name was Greyfur. 6 moons after he became leader.

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