Marshclan -A Time for Help-(Accepting)

[Mist]

(Sure)

[WinterWanderer]

((Thanks ^^))

[Meweep]

Name: Iceheart
Rank: warrior
Gender: tom
Age: 28 moons
Crush/mate: open
Kits: none
Kin: All died from green cough
Apprentice: looking
Personality: Iceheart can be strict and snappy at times but also loyal and respectful.
History: As a kit he was a kittypet names seven, he wasn't sure why. But one day he ran away because he heard yelling form his two legs and came to join Marshclan.
Extra Info: Is the Fangs of ice prophecy cat
Picture Or Description ( Except has long weird sharp ' fangs' )


Name: Moonpaw, Moonpetal as med-cat
Rank: med-cat apprentice
Gender: she-cat
Age: 7 moons
Crush/mate: no cat
Kits: none
Kin: none
mentor: Lillypelt
Personality: Moonpaw is very kind-hearted and all ways had a passion for medicine. She loved helping others but can feel like the odd one out and seem happy when she's not.
History: nothing much
Extra Info:
Picture Or Description

[WinterWanderer]

Accepted :3

[WinterWanderer]

((I'm gonna start))
Willowwhisper bit down on a frog, finally catching it. She walked back to camp proudly.
Lillypelt Organized her herbs.

[sushii]

Picture or Description: "His fur is as black as the night; eyes blue like StarClan."


Name: His name is Ravenstrike. Though he does much rather prefer Raven, if it isn't too much to ask.
Rank: Just another warrior. But he want's to be deputy, more than anything. ((He is the Prophecy Cat with Claws of a Bear.))
Gender: A male, isn't it obvious?
Age: Only a mere seventeen moons.
Crush/mate: His motto is, "There's no time in life for love."
Kits: No, not currently.
Kin: He has many, your point? Why must you know about them?
Apprentice/mentor: His mentor? Hah! Dead and never to be mentioned. Only he knows why his mentor is dead, and not once did it slip from his tongue.
Personality: He's a bit on the quiet side, and keeps to himself. Ravenstrike, aka Raven, loves to hunt and climb trees. Observing is more of his thing. Of course, if you get to know him and become his friend, he can become quite the talkative brute, though that's a rare thing. He isn't friendly, nor he isn't mean. Raven's sort of just... in between, you know? Whatever, he never was one to easily describe. If you get off your lazy tail and talk to him for a bit, maybe you'll see for yourself, yea?
History: How dare you question Raven's past? Shame! All you must know, he's only who he is because of the teasing for his larger-than-usual claws. Nearly the size of a bears' claws.
Extra Info: There isn't anything more to know about him. But just so you know, as a warning, he has never lost a fight.

[WinterWanderer]

((Accepted, now hop in ^^))

[Wolfsplash]

(( do you still need a prophecy cat? If so could I make a female one for the prophecy?))

[WinterWanderer]

((Sure))

[sushii]

Ravenstrike hissed in annoyance, fur bristling as he rushed underneath the nearest bush, freshly killed robin hanging from his jaws as the rain begun. Did it really have to begin raining now? He dropped his prey to his paws, peeking out at the forest with a sigh, ears twitching. He was pretty close to the borders of the territory, and he could swear he caught onto the scent of... a rogue? Raven flicked his tail, tilting his head slightly. This will be fun.


[[- Is it alright, if maybe Ravenstrike runs into Shadow? ^_^ -]]