[RobinRed]

Name:My name is Nightflight,nice to meet you.
Gender:I'm obviously a she-cat.
Age:I am 28 moons.
Rank:I'm a warrior!And I'm proud to be.
Desired Rank:I dream of becoming a leader someday.*Sigh* But not all dreams come true.
Favorite Prey:I have a taste for birds,if you get through all those feathers,you'll find some delicious and tender meat.
Favorite Thing to Do:Well,you could say I'm a fan of hunting.
History:Did you really have to ask?*Sigh* Fine,I'll tell you.I was a loner's kit,my mother's name was Feather,and I can only faintly remember my father,I believe he was called Shadow.My father died of starvation when I was young,for he would hunt only for me and mother,but never for himself.Well,a few moons later,when I was a bit older,my mother was attacked by a fox,a rather big one.She told me to hide,and I did,in a small hollow in a log.I closed my eyes shut,and willed myself not to listen to what was happening.There was a shriek,and then deadly silence.When I was sure the fox was gone,I poked my head outside.My mother lay there dead,a bite to the neck had killed her.I snuggled next to her for the whole day,until a patrol found me,still lying there,and starving.I lived in Whisperclan ever since.
Story:Nightflight crouched low to the ground,her belly sliding across the forest floor.She pounced,her claws unsheathed,and aiming for the tiny rodent scuttling amongst the dead leaves.It gave a shriek,and scurried off,and Nightflight missed it by a few mouse lengths.It ran away,it's tiny legs pounding on the ground.Nightflight narrowed her sapphire blue eyes,giving chase to the creature.It then dived amongst some brambles."Aw,mouse dung!" She hissed,clawing the ground angrily.It was leafbare,and she hadn't caught a single thing.She sighed,padding off to hunt somewhere else.
Other:^.^

[zoocyte]

Name:My name is Nightflight,nice to meet you.
Gender:I'm obviously a she-cat.
Age:I am 28 moons.
Rank:I'm a warrior!And I'm proud to be.
Desired Rank:I dream of becoming a leader someday.*Sigh* But not all dreams come true.
Favorite Prey:I have a taste for birds,if you get through all those feathers,you'll find some delicious and tender meat.
Favorite Thing to Do:Well,you could say I'm a fan of hunting.
History:Did you really have to ask?*Sigh* Fine,I'll tell you.I was a loner's kit,my mother's name was Feather,and I can only faintly remember my father,I believe he was called Shadow.My father died of starvation when I was young,for he would hunt only for me and mother,but never for himself.Well,a few moons later,when I was a bit older,my mother was attacked by a fox,a rather big one.She told me to hide,and I did,in a small hollow in a log.I closed my eyes shut,and willed myself not to listen to what was happening.There was a shriek,and then deadly silence.When I was sure the fox was gone,I poked my head outside.My mother lay there dead,a bite to the neck had killed her.I snuggled next to her for the whole day,until a patrol found me,still lying there,and starving.I lived in Whisperclan ever since.
Story:Nightflight crouched low to the ground,her belly sliding across the forest floor.She pounced,her claws unsheathed,and aiming for the tiny rodent scuttling amongst the dead leaves.It gave a shriek,and scurried off,and Nightflight missed it by a few mouse lengths.It ran away,it's tiny legs pounding on the ground.Nightflight narrowed her sapphire blue eyes,giving chase to the creature.It then dived amongst some brambles."Aw,mouse dung!" She hissed,clawing the ground angrily.It was leafbare,and she hadn't caught a single thing.She sighed,padding off to hunt somewhere else.
Other:^.^

[bsktcase]

Name:Hello I am Frostedraven
Gender:I am a Tom
Age:I am a young warrior 17 moons old
Rank:I am a warrior but, I wish to Deputy
Bref History:Well I as a kit I was the only one my mother was Scarear with an unknown Tom. As a kit Scarear was know as Brightfeather *sigh* they changed it because, of her ear. When I was made apprentice Duskstar made me is apprentice! I was so happy the leader was my mentor, he made me a warrior early from saving the clan from a fox.
Personality:Most cats say I am Brave, Loyal, Strong, Loving and Tough
Mate:I do not have a mate sadly
Kits:Ok I do not have a mate or kit?
Mother and Father:Scarear and an unknown tom *Whispers :A kitty pet name Carson*
Siblings:I have none *Whispers:Three kitty pet sisters named Lily, Feather and Marcy*
Favorite Prey to eat/hunt:I would say voles
Art:Line art by:Ser'reth and Colored by:Me