StoneClan ~ Closed

[Silent Mist]

(Sounds good to me.. if you are talking to me Kornelia)

[rose626]

Bloodpoppy
"I was a clan cat remember?" She hissed back. "The weakling think I'm dead after I killed my mother and my mate." She added to Shatter. "The kittypets don't understand true power. Nor do they do anything for themselves." She added, calmer. "I know their secrets."

[Kornelia]

{{ Saturn is the leader's rper. But, who are your charries?

[Silent Mist]

(Mistykit, ravenkit, appleleaf, and bramblefur)

[Kornelia]

{{ You're not accepted though...

[E c h o]

Cottonpaw

Of StoneClan

Username

E c h o

Gender

She-cat

Age

9 Moons

Rank

Apprentice

Warrior Name

Cottonbreeze

Appearance

Cottonpaw is a long-furred, cream-and-white she-cat with large, light minty green eyes. She is of a very small build for a she-cat her age, and is often mistaken to be a kit by cats that are unfamiliar with her. She is only about 3/4 the size that she should be by this time (and will grow up to be of the same proportions compared to the average warrior), but don't let her appearance fool you! Her claws are as sharp as a rattlesnake's fang, and her eyes are as sharp as a hawk's! Cottonpaw is a very clever hunter, mastering any skills to come her way; this includes running, climbing trees, and even diving down rabbit holes. She is bound to be piling up the fresh-kill pile once she is a full warrior!

Personality

Cottonpaw is a very shy, but curious young she-cat. As a cat herself, she is extremely shy and silent, and is reluctant to participate in any daring stunts or trickery. However, she is everything but an unsociable cat. Cottonpaw is very kind and polite, and would volunteer anytime to help a cat. She tends to open up with time, so a little patience and a thriving bond will most definitely earn any cat a great friend out of Cottonpaw.
Cottonpaw also happens to be a very curious and adventurous she-cat, though she prefers to be independent in her little explorations. She slinks throughout the territory to explore and search for anything new or exciting, and even finds herself spying a tad bit on others at times. Cottonpaw absolutely loves finding treasures of her own, varying from discovering a new "secret hideout" to following a gorgeous fluttering butterfly.

History

Cottonpaw had always been that one little runt to push around to make yourself feel tougher or superior to others. She had often been teased as a kit for her size, and was offered to play "battle" an uncountable amount of times every day. She would participate in each game, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not help but be pinned under the weight of the larger kits. The only cat to truly support her had been her mother. Her mother softly cooed her to sleep every night, soothing her wails and cries with kind words and soft strokes with her tail. It had been a rough and harsh life for Cottonkit, but she would bear through each day with her mother beside her.
That was when the day came. Cottonkit had been sound asleep in her mother's nest, still a kit no more than 4 moons old, when she had felt a violent push to awaken her. Still dazed with drowsiness, Cottonkit was only able to see the image of her mother and hear her desperate and rushed words. Her mother had said, "No matter what happens, Cottonkit, listen to your heart. Your heart is what will guide you through the darkest of situations, and listening to it will give you all the right answers. Listen to your heart." Cottonkit had no idea what the sentences had meant, and had felt one long, tight hug from her mother before she was left to sleep again. She did not ever see her mother again, nor did she ever find out where she had left to.
From that day on, Cottonpaw has always followed her mother's words to guide her through life. She continues to dream of growing up to be as kind and great of a cat her mother had been, therefore explaining the kindness in her own personality. She dreams of becoming a mother herself one day to pass on to her kits what she had learned in her young life, and to spread joy throughout the clan's generations to come.

Kin

Father unknown; Mother unknown/missing; No littermates

Crush/Mate

None, but is most definitely interested!


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Stormstrike

Of StoneClan

Username

E c h o

Gender

Tom

Age

28 Moons

Rank

Warrior

Appearance

Stormstrike is a handsome, large tom with dark gray tabby fur and striking blue eyes. This tom has a very sturdy build with rock-hard leg muscles and large paws, giving him an immense boost of strength in combat. He would be considered intimidating by many cats. However, as an apprentice, Stormstrike had especially struggled when performing exercises involving a light touch, such as leaping tree branches. His large paws would not fit well with the thin branches, and Stormstrike often tripped on his own feet. On the other hand, Stormstrike had mastered stealth and did notably well in claw-to-claw combat, his ability to tackle and pin down his opponents with ease coming in very handy.

Personality

Stormstrike is a calm, respectful, and courteous warrior, but appears stoic at most times. Stormstrike does not reveal his emotions in his own belief that emotion causes unnecessary drama. To keep his personal feelings to himself, Stormstrike keeps a permanent "poker face" on, though he cannot completely block off the occasional spark of humor or joy in his eyes.
Stormstrike is also extremely protective of his sister, Cherryfrost, in every way. He always refuses her to join in on any expedition, battle, or venture that may seem dangerous in any way without himself right beside her. But, Stormstrike is sure that his sister is able to have space of her own, and tries his best to just be her faithful older brother.
Over all, Stormstrike is a very well-mannered and polite tom, behaving in every way he can to treat cats with the respect that they deserve. His wish is to be sure that every cat feels equal with one another, and no cat left to feel inferior to another (unless deserving to).

History

Stormstrike's past is not an unfortunate one in any way- he had always been a "kit-prodigy," according to his parents, and had been admired by every one of the other kits in the nursery. He was praised by his parents and other kits' parents for every little thing he did, and was spoiled with attention. However, the tide changed when little Stormkit had become the envy of a few of the others, and had begun to be somewhat feared by a couple others (including his sister). His build had ended up leaving his friends thinking of him as a powerful cat to never mess with. They did not feel equal or strong enough to approach him. From then on, Stormkit refused any praise from his parents, claiming that other kits did the same exact thing, and deserved just as much attention as himself.

Kin

Sister: Cherryfrost; Mother and Father unknown

Crush/Mate

None, but is interested in the mysteries of love.


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Cherryfrost

Of StoneClan

Username

E c h o

Gender

She-cat

Age

28 Moons

Rank

Warrior

Appearance

Cherryfrost is a pretty tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat with bright amber eyes and very soft, thick fur. She is not nearly as large of a cat as her brother, Stormstrike, but her overall build is lean and strong. Cherryfrost has a knack for hunting and battling in trees, unlike her brother, and is especially skilled in trickery, traps, and tripping enemies in battle. Cherryfrost is very clever with her actions, and loves to devise strategies and traps on-the-spot. She is one of the few cats who see hunting and battling differently, and follow their own path of choice instead of the popular road.

Personality

In contrast from her brother, Cherryfrost is very open with her emotions. Cherryfrost is very clever, intelligent, funny, sarcastic, spunky, and at times, sassy. This she-cat loves to be outgoing and can nearly always be found with a sly smirk on her face. She loves to laugh, explore, and go beyond her boundaries. To Cherryfrost, the sky is most definitely NOT the limit!
Cherryfrost loves her brother, Stormstrike, very much and is affectionate towards him, but can at times release her nasty attitude towards his protectiveness. She does not like when Stormstrike (or any other cat) tries to protect her and treat her as an innocent little she-cat. However, Cherryfrost knows very well when to be respectful and polite, and will carry out clan orders as she is expected to.

History

As a kit, Cherryfrost had always been the sister of Stormstrike; not seen as an individual cat herself. Cherrykit had been a she-kit who lived in the shadow of her brother, and was neglected most days by her parents. Stormkit had shown off and boasted his greatness to her many times, which fed Cherrykit's flame of annoyance and fear more and more. By the time Stormkit had realized his unfair boost of attention, Cherrykit had been a completely independent she-kit, teaching herself to eat fresh-kill and learning bits of hunting techniques on her own from apprentices. In a way, Cherryfrost was her own mother and father throughout her kithood and will continue to fend only for herself as long as she does not join StarClan.

Kin

Brother: Stormstrike; Mother and Father unknown

Crush/Mate

None, but would love to have a family at some point in her life to care for.

[Silent Mist]

(I know I'm waiting)

[~Saturn~]

Username:
~*Wild Horses*~
Name:
Mistykit
Gender:
Female
Age:
About 2 moons
Rank:
Kit
Clan:
StoneClan
Appearance: (include a short descrip)
Mistykit has a light grey coat with white patches located on her chest, nose, mouth, and around the eyes. Her toes are also white.
Personality:
Mistykit is a sweet cat, she cares about all of her clanmates and strives to do her best. She is adventurous and doesn't like to give up without a fight. She is very protective of her brother, even if she is a kit.
History:
Her mother was a kitty pet and her father once belonged in a clan. The twolegs that owned her mother threw out her and her brother, keeping the other kitten. (Her mother only had 4 but one was dead at birth). Her father carried her and her brother to a friend of his who was nursing her own kits. For a while she was taking care of them but then a battle broke out and sadly Mistykit's father was killed and the mother fled with her kits. Now Mistykit is on her own with her brother.
Kin:
Ravenkit
Crush/Mate:
Only a kit
Other:
Here is her picture


Username:
~*Wild Horses*~
Name:
Ravenkit
Gender:
Male
Age:
2 Moons
Rank:
Kit
Clan:
StoneClan
Appearance: (include a short descrip)
He is a dark grey cat, almost black with a single white spot on his neck. His eyes are a dark green
Personality:
He is a very dark cat, full of hate. He wants to be strong and powerful to make people pay for what happened to him.
History:
Mistykit always thinks that their father was some great cat. But he wasn't. He had a plan to take over a clan but was defeated. Ravenkit remembers his father telling him how to be powerful, teaching him battle moves at such a young age. Teaching him about revenge even. When Ravenkit's father was killed, Ravenkit vowed to avenge him. He will make the others pay for what they have done to him. But he will do it quietly, no one would ever suspect him and when they figure out about him... it will be too late.
Kin:
Mistykit
Crush/Mate:
No
Other:
What he looks like



Username:
~*Wild Horses~
Name:
Appleleaf
Gender:
Female
Age:
23 Moons
Rank:
Warrior
Clan:
StoneClan
Appearance: (include a short descrip)
Appleleaf is mainly white with a few patches of light brown and brown. She even has a few cream patches on her and her eyes are a bright blue color
Personality:
Noble, loving, supportive
History:
Born and Raised in stoneclan.
Kin:
Bramblefur is a cousin
Crush/Mate:
Open
Other:


Username:
~*Wild Horses*~
Name:
Bramblefur
Gender:
Male
Age:
26 Moons
Rank:
Warrior
Clan:
StoneClan
Appearance: (include a short descrip)
He is a snow shoe cat with blue eyes.
Personality:
Brave, noble, loyal
History:
Born and raised in the clan
Kin:
Appleleaf is his cousin
Crush/Mate:
Open
Other:
What he looks like

( Accepted )

[~Saturn~]

Cottonpaw

Of StoneClan

Username

E c h o

Gender

She-cat

Age

14 Moons

Rank

Apprentice

Warrior Name

Cottonbreeze

Appearance

Cottonpaw is a long-furred, cream-and-white she-cat with large, light minty green eyes. She is of a very small build for a she-cat her age, and is often mistaken to be a kit by cats that are unfamiliar with her. She is only about 3/4 the size that she should be by this time (and will grow up to be of the same proportions compared to the average warrior), but don't let her appearance fool you! Her claws are as sharp as a rattlesnake's fang, and her eyes are as sharp as a hawk's! Cottonpaw is a very clever hunter, mastering any skills to come her way; this includes running, climbing trees, and even diving down rabbit holes. She is bound to be piling up the fresh-kill pile once she is a full warrior!

Personality

Cottonpaw is a very shy, but curious young she-cat. As a cat herself, she is extremely shy and silent, and is reluctant to participate in any daring stunts or trickery. However, she is everything but an unsociable cat. Cottonpaw is very kind and polite, and would volunteer anytime to help a cat. She tends to open up with time, so a little patience and a thriving bond will most definitely earn any cat a great friend out of Cottonpaw.
Cottonpaw also happens to be a very curious and adventurous she-cat, though she prefers to be independent in her little explorations. She slinks throughout the territory to explore and search for anything new or exciting, and even finds herself spying a tad bit on others at times. Cottonpaw absolutely loves finding treasures of her own, varying from discovering a new "secret hideout" to following a gorgeous fluttering butterfly.

History

Cottonpaw had always been that one little runt to push around to make yourself feel tougher or superior to others. She had often been teased as a kit for her size, and was offered to play "battle" an uncountable amount of times every day. She would participate in each game, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not help but be pinned under the weight of the larger kits. The only cat to truly support her had been her mother. Her mother softly cooed her to sleep every night, soothing her wails and cries with kind words and soft strokes with her tail. It had been a rough and harsh life for Cottonkit, but she would bear through each day with her mother beside her.
That was when the day came. Cottonkit had been sound asleep in her mother's nest, still a kit no more than 4 moons old, when she had felt a violent push to awaken her. Still dazed with drowsiness, Cottonkit was only able to see the image of her mother and hear her desperate and rushed words. Her mother had said, "No matter what happens, Cottonkit, listen to your heart. Your heart is what will guide you through the darkest of situations, and listening to it will give you all the right answers. Listen to your heart." Cottonkit had no idea what the sentences had meant, and had felt one long, tight hug from her mother before she was left to sleep again. She did not ever see her mother again, nor did she ever find out where she had left to.
From that day on, Cottonpaw has always followed her mother's words to guide her through life. She continues to dream of growing up to be as kind and great of a cat her mother had been, therefore explaining the kindness in her own personality. She dreams of becoming a mother herself one day to pass on to her kits what she had learned in her young life, and to spread joy throughout the clan's generations to come.

Kin

Father unknown; Mother unknown/missing; No littermates

Crush/Mate

None, but is most definitely interested!

((So far I have only gotten this far into my forms, but I will be making two more forms for a total of three charries. I'll make the next two ASAP!))

( Ok, accepted )

[~Saturn~]

Duststar
Duststar sighed, his tail tip twitching at the mention of a rogue. "I don't like the sound of that," he grumbled, pushing himself to his paws.

Silverclaw
Silverclaw blinked. He'd be a father. "How many do you think there will be?" he asked softly.

Sunpaw
Sunpaw nodded, sitting down and curling his tail around his paws. "What do you think we'll learn?" he asked, eager to keep the conversation going.

Tigerpaw
Tigerpaw tilted her head. "So...you're a loner? Not a rogue?" she asked, remembering the rogues that had been stealing prey recently.

( If anyone wants to meet a tom in the forest, I have Hawkclaw, Coldpaw, and Emberblaze open )