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[Ravendarus]

((This is short compared to some of them I end up doing))

[XCrystal_TearsX]

Ok it"s your Role-Play . But nobody use that Role - Play !!!!!

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clawstar

{ Age }

20 moons[ In Moons ]

{ Gender }

male

{ Personality }

he can become protective of his clan and wwill atack anyone threating his clan

{ History }

he was born into the clan

{ Likes }

fighting

{ Dislikes }

water

{ Clan }

[size=85 Glass clan[/size]

{ Rank }

Leader

{ Parents }

Dead size]

[size=85]{ Siblings }

dead

{ Crush }

open

{ Secret Crush }

Secret Crush here, if any

{ Mate }

open

{ Coat Color }

grey

{ Eye Color }

green

{ Physical Description }

he is a huge tom cat with green eyes you can sees his muscles i his paws

{ Scars }

Scars here/If none, just put: None

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let the bodies hit the floor

[kitsutenshi]

((Seems like a few people are aiming for Glassclan's leader since it still says open. Hehe, challenge accepted.))

{ Name }

Foxstar

{ Age }

Thirty eight moons

{ Gender }

She-cat

{ Personality }

Foxstar is a very light hearted and joyful leader. She's not one to be serious unless it's absolutely nessesary, though it's hard to tell when she's serious since she still seems to take the situation lightly. She's always one to offer a smile to anyone, be it loner or enemy clan. But don't be deceived by her naive and cheerful demenor, she loves a good battle and is willing to start it if the opponent is asking for it. Acknowledging the fact that she easily becomes aggressive and hot-headed when provoked, Foxstar likes to have someone who's willing to suffer through her little tantrums, just so they can calm her and diffuse the situation. She has a habit of chewing on the tip of her tail when she's nervous. She tries to stop her destructive habit by using willpower to keep her mouh closed, creating another nervous habit of covering her mouth or nose with her tail.

{ History }

Foxstar was born in a litter of three, she being the only she-kit. A day before their appentice ceremony, the three siblings made a pact, to become legends in the clan. Her gruff, mature brother, Bearkit, was to be the greatest warrior in the history of Glassclan. Wolfkit, her gentle and soft-spoken brother, wanted to become the clan's best medicine cat. Of couse Foxkit's dream was to become the clan's leader. Just a moon from each of their warrior naming ceremonies, Bearstrike died in battle with Sharpclan. The night Foxfire became deputy, Wolfsong passed away from greencough. Their deaths had her worried, they both died in very ironic ways. They had both died before acomplishing their dream, in ways that were normal but still had connection to what they wanted to be. She was afraid that Starclan was punishing them for their selfish pact as kit, and that she would die as deputy. Thankfully, she lived till her leader ceremony. When she was recieving her lives from her brother, she promised to keep their memory alive in her heart.

{ Likes }

*Fighting
*Joking around
*Playing
*Eating
*Having fun

{ Dislikes }

*Being bored
*Getting scolded
*Being taunted by the other leaders
*The other clans making fun of Glassclan

{ Clan }

Glassclan

{ Rank }

Leader

{ Parents }

Her father was Moontide and her mother was Leafsky, bother are dead now.

{ Siblings }

Both Wolfsong and Bearstrike had died

{ Crush }

None yet

{ Secret Crush }

This would be cool to fill out eventually

{ Mate }

None

{ Coat Color }

Orange tabby

{ Eye Color }

Dull blue

{ Physical Description }

Foxstar is a dusty cream tabby she-cat. Her tabby markings are darker on her back, tail, and face, they fade as they get down to her feet. The tips of her ears are dark brown, almost black. Her eyes are a, almost grey, dull blue color. While she eats just as much, if not less, than the rest of the clan, she has always been a pudgy she-cat. When ridiculed, she always claims that she just has thick fur. In truth, she had inherited her pudgyness from her long-haired mother. She isn't the quickest of cats, but what she lacks in speed is, surprisingly, made up in stealth. Her paws are soft and are able to silently press into the ground with little effort. Her stealth is surprising to most because she is clumsier than a badger.

{ Scars }

None

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Odd One, by Sick Puppies

{ Name }

Snowhawk

{ Age }

Twenty eight moons

{ Gender }

Tom

{ Personality }

Snowhawk is a nice guy and your average warrior. He loves to help his clanmates out, and while he claims to be very modest and shy, he can be just as boastful and energetic. He'll speak kindly to even the grumpiest elder. He's extremely loyal to Sharpclan, so much that some may call it obsessive. When talking to someone from another clan, all he talks about is Sharpclan. Their amazing leader, their wise medicine cat, their playful kits, and their successful apprentices. Needless to say, if you wish to hear the many successes of Sharpclan, Snowhawk's the guy to talk to. While he can get a little out of hand with obsessive behavior, he's a very noble and trusting cat. If he finds a rival warrior in Sharpclan territory, injured and in need of food, of course he'd supply the warrior with such. That makes his little rants about Sharpclan seem like a way to show his loyalty if he was ever questioned about his motives. If someone's in need of help, then it's only right to help.

{ History }

Snowhawk was born to a warrior father and a loner mother. He knew very litte of his mother, because two months after his birth, she had left him at the edge of the territory. The plan was for his father to find him as a lost kit and take him into the clan. Unfortunately, during his apprentice ceremony, his father announced his affair with a loner and that Snowhawk was his son. After the confession, his father dashed out of the camp, ready to live his life with his mate. The ordeal didn't affect him as much as many thought it would, his father could be with the one he loved, there's no harm in that. The only thing that did bother him was everyone's doubts about his loyalty, which is why he adopted his extreme, yet 'loyal', habit of speaking only about his clan to others not of his clan.

{ Likes }

*Sharpclan
*Hunting
*Being useful
*Hanging around his friends

{ Dislikes }

*Other clans
*Ignoring others in need of help
*Those not letting him help others

{ Clan }

Sharpclan

{ Rank }

Warrior

{ Parents }

His father's name is Robinpool, and he doesn't recall his mother's

{ Siblings }

He didn't have any siblings

{ Crush }

None

{ Secret Crush }

Not yet ;D

{ Mate }

None

{ Coat Color }

White

{ Eye Color }

Icy blue

{ Physical Description }

Snowhawk's white fur is very soft if taken care of. Many times, he forgets to wash himself because he tends to tire himself out with his warrior duties, leaving his fur either muddy white or a creamy yellow. Of course jumping in a stream is a quick way to wash off the grime. He doesn't mind being reminded to wash himself, being clean is a litte fun. He usually cleans himself, without a reminder when he's about to go hunting.

{ Scars }

None

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Hope, by HanatanI don't know what they're saying, but I like the song ^^'

[nimrod.]

{ - Ah, I've been looking for a nice cat role play. Thank You! lol, well. I will be joining. - }

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{ Crystal, please get out of my RP, you are spamming. One more post and I will be reporting you. Anyway, accepted and lol, your welcome I guess? Haha }

[XCrystal_TearsX]

HHHHaaaa hhhhaaa !!!! You are very funny ...!!! And.....