<.:Flameclan & Mistclan:.> V.2 - Semi-lit

[spicy]

Lunar Eclipse

-{ I threw a wish in the well, don't ask me I'll never tell.
I looked at you as it fell, and now your in my way.
I trade my soal for a wish, pennies and dimes for a kiss. } -

{ .Username. }
Doggiedogs {Yo'll ol' friend}
{ .Character Name. }
"I'm the lovely Dewstorm."
{ .Gender. }
"She-cat hopefully."
{ .Age. }
"25 moons"
{ .Clan. }
"Mistclan, I love my home."
{ .Rank. }
"Queen sweetie pie."
{ .Desired Rank. }
"I love being a warrior, but I desire deputy, I know that'll never happen."
{ .Description. }
Dewstorm is an agile, and slim she-cat built for speed. Though, she is huge, and not because she's carrying four kits. Dewstorm comes from a large family, and for that, she is a huge she-cat, and is bigger than some fully grown toms. Though she's big, she is soft and swift like a butterfly. Dewstorm can fight well, but not the best. She doesn't like fighting unless the enimies are threatining her clan in a harmful way. If it's a pointless fight, she won't fight, but maybe send messages. Dewstorm has a light build with lots of muscles for speed. Her claws are exeptionally long, and poke out from her paw even when they're in, but sadly, they aren't as strong as some other cat's, so when fighting, she could loose a claw more easlily.

{ .Personality. }
Dewstorm is an easy going, fun-loving she-cat that sees both sides of situations. She can be moody and akward in certain situations, but is usually calm. Dewstorm can be fierce and grumpy, but inside loves being around crowds and being praised by the leader. Dewstorm likes to play-fight with apprentices still, and seems like a young apprentice, though she is 25 moons old. Though, now she has a cold side that comes out more often since her mate died, but tries to hide her hostility and longing to be alone and grieve for Vineshard. She often closes up and her brother, Eaglesong, has to help her get through it, though she's making a vow that she'll go back to normal when her kits are born.
{ .Kin. }
Eaglesong: Brother; Warrior
Scarletkit: Daughter; Unborn
Crimsonkit: Daughter; Unborn {Can she be blind when she's born?}
Foxkit: Son; Unborn
Steamkit: Son; Unborn
{ .Crush. }
"I don't have a crush as of now."
{ .Mate. }
"My beloved Vineshard is deceased now."
{ .Kits. }
"My four unborn kits,"
Scarletkit: Daughter
Crimsonkit: Daughter {Can she be blind when she's born?}
Foxkit: Son
Steamkit: Son
{ .History. }
Editing Later

-{ Well you think that you can take me on? You may be crazy.
There ain't a single thing you've done that'll phase me.
Oooh, but if you wanna have a go, I just wanna let you know...
yeah..
Get off a' my back! } -

{ .Username. }
Doggie(:
{ .Character Name. }
"I am the mighty Eaglesong."
{ .Gender. }
"I'm a tom, fleabag."
{ .Age. }
"I'm a young 25 moons."
{ .Clan. }
"Flameclan, apart from my sister."
{ .Rank. }
"I'm a warrior."
{ .Desired Rank. }
"Warrior is fine with me."
{ .Description. }
You would list Eaglesong in the split middle of fast and strong. His muscles are lean and strong, and can withstand many things, like the ocean waves. Eaglesong has a very slim body, which makes his easier for knowcking down, but his speed and strengh boost up that weakness, and help it. Eaglesong is very slithe and can move in harmony. His legs are very long and muscular, which make him perfect for battles, and hunting. Eaglesong has very long fur which is a dazling bright orange with lighter highlights mixed within. Eaglesong has normal sized paws, and often trips if he is not carefull, but his tail a abnormally long which makes his ideal for swimming and speed, though, for that reason makes it somewhat fragile and he has to be careful in fights. Unfortionatly, since her has a very big build, he has a big appetite, but tends to neglect that, so, often, he is weaker than he would be. When first going into battle though, he eats prey untill his hearts content, and gets good sleep nice and early so that he can be lean and strong for what ever battle or journey ahead. Eaglesong has a beautiful long, thick coat, but on the right side of his face, there is a long streak of skin showing from a previous eagle attack that happened when he was an apprentice, but has no other permanent injuries or scars.
Eaglesong has a very long fur coat that is very thick, and ideal for swimming in the ocean. Eaglesongs fur is a bright, dazzling orange with lighter highlights mixed within his base fur coat. On the sides of Eaglesong's face, his fur kinda makes some sort of sideburns, making his face look precious. In his ears, he has tuffs of fur to keep out any bad things, but makes him lower class in hearing, but he doesn't mind.
Eaglesong has a large body, and is built for agility as well as fighting. Eaglsong has long, sturdy legs that make him more agile and quick. Eaglesong's tail is abnormally long which makes him able to go on sharper turns and keep balance, but since he has a longer tail, it is more fragile and has to be careful when he's in a fight. On Eaglesong's face, he has a long, fat scar. On the right side of his face, it starts from his eyebrow whiskers and stops at the bottom of his chin from a battle with an eagle as an apprentice. Some cats still look at him in an ugly way, but he ignore the glares and goes on with his duties.
Eaglesong has beautiful, glowing, bright yellow eyes, that shine like the sun when the light hits his face at the perfect angle. His eyes are more slanted than round, but has very fat, wide eyes that slant at the end. His pupils are fat, pure black slits right in the middle of his beautiful yellow eyes.
{ .Personality. }
Eaglesong has a very sweet, kind, and loving personality and sees the goods and evils in everything. He is very quick minded and agile. He usually has a clear mind and is calm and serious. He is very stern at times and likes to take control at times. Eaglesong is more of a leader and loves to lead into battle, or do special things from his leader. Eaglesong can be a very cool and fun tom when he is done with his duties, and often likes playing with the kits and apprentices. Eaglesong can sometimes have moonswings when he is nervious or very confused about what's happening or his surrondings, at times like that, he can be very easy prey in a fight, but also an be something's worst nightmare. Eaglesong likes to stray away from the other cats and be more of a loner at times, for, he doesn't like being in large crowds or embarressed in front of the clan.
{ .Kin. }
"My sister and her unborn kits."
Dewstorm: Sister; Queen
Crimsonkit: Niece; Unborn
Foxkit: Nephew; Unborn
Steamkit: Nephew; Unborn
Scarletkit: Niece; Unborn
{ .Crush. }
"I don't have a mate as of now."
{ .Mate. }
"I don't have a mate."
{ .Kits. }
"Stop being a mouse-brain."
{ .History. }
{I am editing in. xD}

[darĸнowl]

(( Thanks for joining, Dogs!! I'm really sorry, I had said this only a page ago but it's alright for you xD We aren't accepted any Mistclan warriors - there are too many. Dewstorm's fine. You think u could switch Eaglesong to Flameclan?? ))

[spicy]

{ Thanks! Sorry! Hey divided heritages! Now I have another idea for my history! }

[darĸнowl]

(( alright. Ill add 'em now:) Hey! U like the front, dogs??? ))

[spicy]

{ Done! }

[skeletor]

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|26 mσσηȿ σƒ ℓιvιηg.| cяuȿh- ησηє.| αppяєηtιcє- gαℓєpαw.|

-{I never walked so f a r,on a lonely street;
With no one there for m e.
It took to l o n g to see, her in misery,
And now it's c l e a r to me,
That i t ' s worth the pain, always take the blame,
for all your own i n s i c u r i t i e s .
How did I e v e r let you go?} -

He cast one last glance across the camp, before he pushed his way out of the warrior's den; visibly relaxing as he slipped into the warm light of day. Mirestride's stoic, green eyes briefly searched the camp, before resting on his leader, Lightningstar. He paused for a moment, looking as though he was about to turn away, before half-limping over to the older tom-cat. He'd always preferred the leader's company over that of the other warrior's. One of the few cats he trusted. "Good morning, Lightningstar" He greeted with a respectful nod of his head, his even voice lacking any tone. "How are you feeling?" He asked lightly, sitting silently down a tail-length away from the light-pelted tom.

[spicy]

{ Could Dewstorm's kits be due any day now? I really don't know how to roleplay alone like with a queen, soI was hoping it wouldn't be long untill she gave birth xD }

[ephemeral.light]

Fawndapple
MistClan

Fawndapple skidded to a sharp halt, turning around and nearly banging noses with Eveningsky. Giving her white chest a few quick licks to hide her embarrassment, the young she-cat nodded and smiled. "Sure. I'll race you to the fallen tree!" She called over her shoulder, already streaking off into the trees. Fawndapple still acted like an apprentice at times, but never really noticed.

[ Eveningsky ]

-- mistclan | warrior | hunting --

Eveningsky didn't say anything in response, but he shot after her in a full-out sprint, indicating that the challenge was on. Running had always been his thing - what his body had been built for. When he had been an apprentice, he had been among the fastest at running. Hunting and fighting was a rather different story, though, and he it had been clear at the time that he wasn't the strongest at those points. He ranked somewhere around average, perhaps even below average. The forest rushed past him in a blur, and it wasn't long until he soptted the fallen tree. The tom sprinted to it, turning around once after overshooting it to look at Fawndapple. "I won!" he called triumphantly, even though he hadn't really seen who had passed it first.

The brown tabby leapt lightly up onto the trunk of the fallen tree, feeling the unevenness of the bark beneath his paw pads. Some parts of the trunk had rotted away, others were coated with a thin, green layer of moss. He remained in place for a moment, letting the air back into his lungs and having it to serve as a rest period. The prey would need some time to come back out of their hiding, anyways; they had probably all shot into their holes and nests the moment he and Fawndapple had begun the race. Finally, he glanced around silently, opening his mouth to scent the forest. "Shall we begin hunting now, then?" he meowed quietly.

[Ditzy Doo]

(Anyone wanna rp with Lightning or Rainingheart?)

[darĸнowl]

(( that's fine, dogs. Sorry Camo! All my charries are talking ))