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[Knuckles the Echidna]

(omg look it's a snowman ☃)
Wingheart poked her head into the apprentices den, and said, "Hey, Pinepaw! It's time for hunting training!"

Sweetstar padded out of her den and looked around, watching her clan at work.

[Fortune's Fool]

Username:
~sanguine silence~

Name:
Clawshard

Rank:
Warrior

Appearance:
A short haired white and dark grey tom with green eyes, he is missing a toe on his front left paw. He is a bit small, but makes up for it by being quick. He has a shard of obsidian on a dried grass cord around his neck, which was a gift from his father before he died.

age (in moons):
20 moons

History:
Clawshard was born into a small group of loners far to the south to the leader and his mate with two siblings, Aadil and Rawiya, under the name Haytham. The group was well known in their area, fighting against a clan of rogues who were terrorizing all the cats in the area. Kits in the group were trained from a young age to fight, disguising the training as games until they were old enough to understand.

One night, a few moons after Haytham and his siblings came of age, the rogues ambushed them, destroying the already small group. Only Haytham, one of his siblings from the newest litter, and his mother survived, the latter grievously wounded. They made it a few miles when their pursuers caught them, Haytham just barely escaping with the young kit, and being forced to leave his mother behind.

He wandered after that, being sure to stay away from the cats who had mercilessly crushed the only life he had known, and being sure to keep the kit, a female named Fadiyah, safe until he finally decided that there was nothing left for them in that area. They traveled for a while, until he finally came across the clan. After staking out the clan for a while, he approached the leader, seeking acceptance, but speaking little of his past. After a short trial period, he and Fadiyah were accepted. Haytham then took the name Clawshard, stemming from his missing toe{and claw}, and the shard of obsidian around his neck, while Fadiyah became Amberkit, from her amber eyes, soon becoming Amberpaw.

Crush/mate:
None

kits:
None

Other:
--




Username:
~sanguine silence~

Name:
Amberpaw

Rank:
Medicine Cat Apprentice?

Appearance:
A white she-cat with a grey back, tail, and face. Her muzzle is white. Like her brother she is smaller then usual, but makes up for it with speed. Her eyes are an amber/gold color. There are a few thin scars down her left side.

age (in moons):
Six moons

Wanted mentor:
Cottonheart

History:
Born into the same group as Clawshard/Haytham, she was barely a moon old when they were ambushed. Her litter-mate, Zahirah, was killed, but Haytham just barely managed to save her from the two cats attacking the nursery. They and their mother escaped, only to be chased down.

She starts having memories she can truly remember around her third moon, of traveling with Haytham. By her fifth moon they had found the clan they are currently in, and joined. Then called Amberkit, she was excited to be around other cats. Soon after she became Amberpaw. She sometimes has nightmares, however, repressed memories from the attack on her family when she was barely a moon old, and has a habit of ending up with Clawshard in the warriors den when she has them.

Crush:
None

[Writing 4 Eva!]

Username: Writing 4 Eva!
Name: Silverpaw
Rank: apprentice
Appearance: A beautiful silver she-cat with a white muzzle and tail tip, her eyes are a sky Blue and her fur is long and thick.

age (in moons): 9 moons
Wanted mentor: anyone
History: Everybody believes Silverpaw was a loner and that the Clan cats saved her life when she was a four-moon-old kit. But the truth is she was a kittypet. Her Twolegs threw her out of their den when she was too young to take care of herself, so she stumbled near the Clan territory. They adopted her and never asked her where she comes from. She hopes they don't find out.
Crush: none for the moment


Username: Writing 4 Eva!
Name: Blazeclaw
Rank: warrior
Appearance: An amber tom with mackerel tabby patterns running across his full body and white paws. He has bright amber eyes and lynx like ears.

age (in moons): 27
History: he's an average Clan cat
Crush/mate: none
kits: none
Other: nope

[Queen_Conker]

(Both of you are accepted. Amberpaw may be medicine cat apprentice. you may start >u<)

He groaned, sleepily. "Maybe later..." he said, half asleep. He suddenly jumped up, running to his mentor. "Oh! Sorry! Did i sleep in!? Is it late in the day!?" he squealed, running about.

Reedtail padded up to Sweetstar. "Good morning" he smiled.

Cottonheart sat down, needing rest. "WHere is my apprentice?" she mumbled to herself, flopping onto her side.

[Writing 4 Eva!]

{{ yay thanks }}

Silverpaw loved waking up early so when most of the Clan cats were padding towards the clearing, the she-cat was already up and grooming her smokey gray pelt waiting for someone interesting to talk to. For the moment, there was no one.

Blazeclaw was eating a juicy and plump vole he had found in the pile.

[Fortune's Fool]

Clawshard awoke feeling a shape pressed against his side. "Amberpaw?" He muttered, still half asleep.
"Hi..." A sheepish voice answered as the form shifted slightly. He sighed at the response.
"Again?" He asked, stretching his paws out in front of him. The warrior turned to the apprentice now sitting up next to him in his nest.
"Uh huh." The she-cat lowered her head slightly. Sooner or later she was going to have to stop retreating to her brother's side at night, she knew that. Sometimes she even managed to stay in her own nest even with the nightmares, but sometimes...

Clawshard licked the top of her head comfortingly. "Come on then." He said finally, standing up to leave the warriors den. "Cottonheart is probably looking for you."
"Uh... oh, right!" Amberpaw started, reminded of her duties. The apprentice dashed out of the den, heading for the medicine cat's den. A moment leader Clawshard exited as well, his eyes flickering around.

[Queen_Conker]

Cottonheart yawned again, almost falling asleep. As her apprentice approached, she jumped up. "Ah, there you are" she mewed, a little sleepily.

[Fortune's Fool]

"Yeah, sorry." Amberpaw answered cheerfully. "What are we doing today?" She asked, barely noticing the fact that her mentor was half asleep.

Clawshard padded into the clearing slowly, glancing around at who was already there.

[Queen_Conker]

She was almost tempted to say "let me sleep" but didn't. "We are *yawn* gunna clean the den" she said.

[Fortune's Fool]

"Clean out the den. Alright." Amberpaw nodded, ready. She glanced around. "So what do we do first?"