ＥｍｂｅｒＣｌａｎ || Semi-Lit || Open & Accepting {Needs warriors}

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Sorry I missed that! I did read I must've past it! Whoops.. I'm feeling slow today sorry dX))
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(Without collar)

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Petalsplash
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17 moons
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Female //She-cat//
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Warrior.

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Petalsplash is a pretty average cat, yet she's naive. She'll attempt to argue her way to getting whats best for the clan. She can be pretty brave, and always tries her best in battle and hunting.
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Petalsplash was originally a loner, with her younger brothers. She was believed to be the weakest of her family, so she had left. To join Bloodclan, but they said she was weak, finding her way to Emberclan, she had joined as an apprentice.

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mother | dead/alive Whispersong //dead//
father | dead/alive Blackeyes //dead//
brother | dead/alive Thistletail //alive//
sister | dead/alive
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None
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None.

[Call Me Hero]

{{ I am female
{{ I am a warrior
{{ I am single

Cause we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on,
through our lyrics that you hear in our
songs and we can...
SING FOR THE MOMENT

Flareheart opened her eyes slowly, blinking awake her pretty blue orbs as she peered out of the warrior's den. Great, she had woken up late, well she guessed that what she got for staying up so late on patrol. Stretching out her limbs one by one the blue tabby shecat smoothly exited the den, her eyes roaming over the camp. Off handedly she wondered where her apprentice, Blizzardpaw, was she could use a good trianing session with the young tom.

{{ I am male
{{ I am a apprentice
{{ I am single

They tell me what to do and be
To fit this picture that they see
I won't give in, I'll stand alone

Knowing right from every wrong
My heart knows right where it belongs
I'm learning how to understand to
LIVE MY LIFE AS WHO I AM

A snowy white body bounded into camp, this was the figure of Simplepaw, his bright green eyes searching the camp for something to do as he was full of energy and running it off just wouldn't do. Pausing for just the slightest moment to think he spotted -insert Name of open character here- and dutifully bound over to them "Hi hi!" He practically chirped as he eyed this fellow Emberclanner.

[fallenfishy]

ω ｉ ｌ ｄ ｆ ｕ ｒ ♀
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{{ " i am the sweet one "
{{ " i am a she-cat "
{{ " i have no crush "
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Wildfur smiled at him as he turned around, but her eyes drifted to the rock in front of him, she was about to point it out when he turned around once again and leaped over it, she went around it because jumping was not her best skill. She was about to take over when he tripped over a root, and skidded to a halt. She burst out laughing but then went serious as she asked "Are you okay Russetwind?" Her voice tainted with worry but amusement still lingered.

r u s s e t w i n d
tom || warrior || no crush

Russetwind pushed himself to his paws. The only thing that was hurt was his pride. "I just wanted you to win." He called to her when he realized they were already at the stream. He lifted his head high and puffed put his chest to try and show what little dignity he still had as he walked towards Wildfur. Dirt and grass clung to his think pelt, but he waited until he was next to Wildfur to shake it off.

[Jekka]

{@GabbiHoran - You. Still. Haven't. Read. The. Rules. I can't believe it! That's twice now, I'm going to have to enforce strikes and bans soon.

[Jekka]

r u s s e t w i n d
tom || warrior || no crush

Russetwind pushed himself to his paws. The only thing that was hurt was his pride. "I just wanted you to win." He called to her when he realized they were already at the stream. He lifted his head high and puffed put his chest to try and show what little dignity he still had as he walked towards Wildfur. Dirt and grass clung to his think pelt, but he waited until he was next to Wildfur to shake it off.

ω ｉ ｌ ｄ ｆ ｕ ｒ ♀
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{{ " i am the sweet one "
{{ " i am a she-cat "
{{ " i have no crush "
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Wildfur purred in amusement, but that purr was cut off as she was suddenly covered in forest remains, such as leaves, grass, moss and mud. She let out a little gasp of fake shock and turned her nose up, before putting on a fake posh and disgusted voice "Uh, that is no way to treat your leader, Wildstar!" she joked but kept in role, still covered in moss and leaves she stood very still, her gaze averted from Russetwind.

[walk.]

W h i s p e r p a w

"You will succeed, if you really try.

A small, grey head popped up from under the thick moss bedding, and a pair of sapphire blue eyes blinked hello to the new day. Whisperpaw let out a small sniff, and the Tom flickered his left ear as he stared out of the door to the den. He lifted a paw from out under the moss, and placing it on the grassy floor. The young Tom cat slowly made his way out of the soft nest and he yawned, shaking the last few specks of moss from his pelt. He padded outside, sniffing again, he looked around camp before sighing happily and slumping down in the grass outside the apprentices den, shutting his eyes and purring.

[fallenfishy]

r u s s e t w i n d
tom || warrior || no crush

Russetwind thought for a moment and decided to play along with Wildfur's little game. He put on a mortified face before replying "I'm so sorry, Wildstar. Forgive me." He dipped his head, feigning being humble. His nose pressed his nose into the dirt and stood back up, his eyes giving away a mischievous glint. "You should clean it off with a swim." He suggested, gesturing towards the stream.

[Keriae]

(Jekka, because of the low amount of warriors, could Flamepaw and Thrushpaw be warriors instead? That way, Flamrpaw could be helping out with the training and Thrushpaw could be upset because Wolfsplash is his friend and he wanted to go hunting with him?)

[Froas]

{Sorry for leaving all suddenly :c, but I'm back now}

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▸.[ tom ]. ◂.[ warrior ]. ▸ .[no crush]. ◂

Thanks, we can just bury the rabbit for now and maybe hunt at the river near BrackenClan? he asked before bounding away. He knew some clan cats didn't feel to comfortable hunting that close to hostile clan territory, but around this time, the voles are plump and it would help out the clan. It shouldn't be too long till the prey starts getting ready for winter and it would be good to stock up before we lose the chance.We could catch a few voles to take back with us He said as if trying to convince her they should go.

[bambi,]

P E T A L W H I S K E R
>> What is your name?
"I go by the name of Petalwhisker. Not sure why, but I think it's nice."
Petalwhisker's mother gave her the prefix 'Petal' because as a kitten her mother thought of Petalwhisker to be as soft and delicate as a petal. Her mother had believed there was something special about her. She once told Petalwhisker that she was a cat, like anyone else in the clan and that there were many other beautiful and precious cats out there, but just like a a flower, for the clan to be beautiful, it would need all of it's petals, including the smaller, less noticable ones that are hidden beneath the other petals. Petalwhisker sometimes thinks her name is a bit too feminine for her tastes, but when she remembers her mothers words, she forgets about her dislike for her name and cherishes it with everything she's got.

>> How old are you?
"I'm 19 moons old. I remember being only six moons old as if it was yesterday!"
Like any other apprentice, Petalwhisker began her training at six moons and after many training sessions and a few failed assessments, she finally became a warrior. To this very day, she's exactly 19 moons. She's still pretty young, but time flies!

>> Are you male or female?
"Are you kidding me? What kind of tom has the name Petalwhisker! Obviously I'm female."
Petalwhisker was born a she-cat and will always be a she-cat, although she may not have a very lady-like personality.

>> What's your rank in Emberclan?
"I'm a warrior, thank goodness."
Petalwhisker is a warrior and has been for a while now.

>> What do you look like?
"Are you blind?! Can't you see for yourself?!"
Petalwhisker is averaged sized for her age and gender, though she could be considered a tad-bit smaller. She has thick, short-haired fur with ginger and creamy white tabby markings. She likes to call herself a "pale ginger tabby cat", although no one understands why she insist on calling herself "pale ginger". Petalwhisker has four white socks on her paws and white tail tip, making it look like she dipped her tail into a bucket of white paint. Petalwhisker has large, round striking blue eyes that always seem to light up at the sight of a friend. Her eyes constantly catch the light of the sun, which make them appear to sparkle.
>> What's your personality like?
"You're asking me to describe my personality? Don't you know how difficult that is?"
Petalwhisker is generally a very energetic cat. She constantly wants to be out in the forest, whether its on patrol or just for a walk. As an apprentice, she was always looking for trouble and didn't hesitate to pull a prank on a senior warrior to make herself laugh, even if it got her in trouble, and she's still somewhat like that today. She's clever, sneaky and rarely gets caught red-handed. She can often squeeze her way out of punishment, if she ever gets caught that is.
Petalwhisker is also quite bossy but will do what she's told to do if she doesn't have an arguement against it. Petalwhisker hates being told off or being wrong. Despite Petalwhisker's bossy attitude, she can be quite nice and caring. If she sees that someone is injured, she'll always try to be the first to find the medicine cat. If she thinks someone is depressed or in a bad mood, she'll try to cheer them up. All in all, Petalwhisker has a soft side too. Petalwhisker isn't exactly the nicest she-cat around, but she knows how to brighten someones mood and in often cases won't stop until she does so.

>> Tell me about your family and your history
"Why should I? It's none of your buisness!"
Petalwhisker was born along with three other siblings; She had two brothers and sister. Her siblings went by the names of Riverkit, Mistykit and Rosekit. Petalwhisker would never admit it before, but she'd loved her siblings very much and had feared for their safety. Their parents were two young cats who had supposedly been madly in love with eachother. They'd been so in love that they'd run away from their families who'd "forbid them to be together". They went by the names of Willowfoot and Hawk. Willowfoot was a clan cat, while Hawk was a passing rouge. They'd met while Willowfoot had been patrolling the borders of her clan on her own. They'd fought at first, but came to the agreement that Hawk would stay off her territory and wouldn't harm her clan if she promised to bring him back a piece of prey each day from within her borders. She agreed, fearing that this tom was capable of hurting her clanmates, even on his own. Moons passed and no one discovered their secret, but because of that they grew very close. So close, that Willowfoot was scared she was falling in love with him. A few sunrises later, Hawk confessed to her that he would've left long ago if he'd never met her and that when he first saw her, he'd desperately wanted to see her again, despite the arguement they'd first got into. Willowfoot, who had been shocked and speechless by this, decided then and there that she loved this tom and nothing was going to take her away from him. He brought her to the den he'd built, which he had intended to bring her too and live with her in. Willowfoot had suddenly burst into tears and ran away in a frenzy, but no one, not even herself knows why. Willowfoot didn't return to Hawk for a few days and when he had come to realization that'd she might never come back, he decided he'd have to move on, but Willowfoot returned that night. She annouced to him that was expecting kits. She made it seem like they weren't his so that he'd leave. She was afraid her clan would find out and would kill him. Hawk was horrified, yet excitied at the same time. He begged Willowfoot to come with him. He promised he love and care for the kits as if they were his own. Knowing he would and realizing just how much she didn't want to be apart from him, Willowfoot agreed and the two ran away, never looking back. Soon the kits were born and they raised them properly, treating them with love and kindness. Such a beautiful love story, isn't it? Well, this is reality, so snap out of dreamworld and realize that nothing can be perfect. That's what Willowfoot realized when she discovered Hawk had run away, abandoning their family. Willowfoot went into shock and wouldn't eat, sleep or talk, until many sunrises later. She picked herself up and began travelling through the woods with her kits. Not being able to survive the journey, the kits slowly died off, one by one, but Willowfoot kept going, praying that atleast one would live and hoping another wouldn't die. She came across a group of cats. A clan, I mean. This clan was Stormclan. She begged and pleaded that they take her last remaining kit and cherish her as if she had been clanborn. It wasn't easy, but Willowfoot came to an agreement with the clan, leaving Petalkit in the care of Emberclan and continuing on her journey.

>> Anything else?
"Not that you need to know of!"
She has no crush, nor a mate, which also means that she has no kits, although she dreams of having a "perfect" family, like her mother before Hawk abandoned them.

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B R A M B L E F U R
>> What is your name?
"I was once known as Bramblkit, then I became Bramblepaw and now I am Bramblefur."
Bramblefur's parents spent very little time deciding on his name. It was quick and simple, unlike his other siblings. Bramblefur was almost identical to his grandfather, Bramblethorn, so he was named after the courageous tom. Bramblefur has always liked his name since he was a kit. It made him feel strong and masculine, just like how every tom wanted to feel. When given his warrior name, he was quite pleased. Bramblefur was a simple name, as was he a simple cat, or so he thinks.


>> How old are you?
"I'm 22 moons old. Is that old?"
Bramblefur is 22 moons old. He's been a warrior for a while now, but he's still quite young.

>> Are you male or female?
"You must have bees in your brains."
Bramblefur is purely male. Not an ounce of she-cat in this tom. Not at all.

>> What's your rank in Emberclan?
"I'm a loyal and devoted warrior of Emberclan."
Bramblefur is a warrior and wishes for nothing more. Bramblefur feels that if he was appointed deputy, he'd cave under the responsibilty and pressure that comes along with the poisition.
>> What do you look like?
"If you're not blind, then you must have eyes that function properly. Why not use them?"
Bramblefur is slightly larger than most cats, even for a tom. He has a thick coat of brown coloured fur that has darker tabby markings imprinted into it. Although many brown tabby cats have white spots somewhere, Bramblefur does not have this, although the fur on his chin does gradually get lighter before becoming darker once again at his chest. He is muscular and has powerful legs that help him when running through the forest. Bramblefur has charming, leafy green eyes that always have a darker tinge around the pupil.
>> What's your personality like?
"This will be painful to explain."
Bramblefur is a pretty simple tom. Or atleast he appears to be. Bramblefur is generally a very nice cat with a booming, leader-like voice. He has a natural leader-like take on him, but truth is, he hates being in charge. Bramblefur typically doesn't like huge crowds of cats, but he can tolerate them. Living in a clan doesn't bother him the slightest bit though. He likes the feeling of safety and friendliness. Bramblefur is a kind tom who's willing to be at your side if need be, just so long there's no more than one other cat there. Bramblefur is very friendly and easy to get along with. He's quite likeable and rarely makes enemies, although it's quite possible to dislike him for the exact same reason to like him. Bramblefur appears to be one of those "perfect cats" but don't let this one side of him fool you.
Bramblefur, although he is often very friendly and kind, can be extremely sarcastic and rude. Bramblefur is easily ticked off and once ticked off, he normally stays in a bad mood for a few days. It's harder to calm down Bramblefur than one would expect. When angry, Bramblefur snaps often and tries to avoid any communication with his clanmates, by taking walks right before patrols are assigned or sent out, just so that he doesn't have to go along with them.
There are occasionally times where Bramblefur is just, simply rude and sarcastic. He may not be in a good mood, but he's not in a bad mood either. He just felt like it was an appropriate time to act that way and there's nothing anyone can do about that.
Overall, it's not Bramblefur's decision whether you like him for his personality or not. That's all up to the eye of the beholder.
>> Tell me about your family and your history
"My history? Do you really need to know?"
Bramblefur was born into a litter of four, healthy kits. His parents, Rockfoot and Mossfeather had both been born and raised in Emberclan and had planned for their kits to lead the same lives. Bramblefur, Bramblekit at the time, had always loved his three sisters, Dovekit, Berrykit and Honeykit very much. It was hard for Mossfeather to express her equal love for all of her kits and that often caused problems. Bramblekit had been the easiest kit out of the four. He never caused trouble and always played nicely with the other kits, making it easy to not worry too much about him. Dovekit and Berrykit on the other hand did not get along at all. The two of them were constantly at each other's throats. They fought over everything and caused Mossfeather to become very stressed seeing as she constantly had to tend to them. Let's not forget about Honeykit though. Honeykit was unnaturally quiet, but she was always stirring up trouble by spreading rumors throughout the nursery, and sometimes even the clan. She was constantly rampaging through the Medicine Cat den and angering the medicine cat at the time. She was simply a little pain in the rear, but Mossfeather loved them all very much anyways. The poor queen spent all her time in the nursery tending to and watching over Dovekit, Berrykit and Honeykit. All of her attention and affection was given to the three of them, leaving Bramblekit alone and feeling unloved. Of course, Mossfeather did love him just as much, if not more, but there was never any time for her to express her love for her only tom kit. Bramblekit became very isolated from his mother and sisters and began spending the majority of his time with Redcloud (another Queen in the nursery) and her daughter, Spottedkit. Bramblekit and Spottedkit became very close and friendly with each other, seeing as Bramblekit's own sisters never bothered with him because he wasn't taking the same risks in their games as they were. Eventually the five kits all became apprentices. Now they were Bramblepaw, Spottedpaw, Dovepaw, Berrypaw and Honeypaw. None of them really changed personality-wise during their apprenticeship, although Bramblepaw had slowly begun to develop feelings for the lovely she-cat he'd become such great friends with. Spottedpaw had become Bramblepaw's world. She was his only friend and meant everything to him, or so he believed. Don't think these were the only apprentices at the time, because there were others. Two others to be exact: Thistlepaw and Cougarpaw. Spottedpaw also had a love interest at this time, but it was not Bramblepaw. In fact, it was the tom who was the polar opposite of him. Thistlepaw was rude, inconsiderate and constantly was stirring up trouble, just like Honeypaw. Bramblepaw's whole apprenticeship went on like this, with him admiring Spottedpaw from a far. Soon they all became warriors and were then known as Bramblefur, Honeypool, Dovefeather, Berryleaf, Spottedcloud, Thistletail and Cougarpelt. Now at this time, Spottedcloud and Thistletail became mates and Bramblefur was crushed. Despite Thistletail gaining a mate, he and Honeypool were still as close as ever, if not closer. Bramblefur had always dissapproved of Thistletail, but he had suspected that him and his sister had something going on, even as apprentices. Bramblefur soon began to notice that the two of them went on every patrol together and even start sneaking out together. Bramblefur decided to follow them once and heard them talking. The two of them were talking about how much they loved each other and how Spottedcloud didn't really matter to Thistletail. Bramblefur soon raced off to tell Spottedcloud, but she only got angry and claimed that he was only jealous of him. Bramblefur was once again crushed even more. Eventually, Bramblefur couldn't take it anymore. He began to follow Honeypool and Thistletail every night just to confirm his suspicions even more. Then, Bramblefur did the unthinkable. He interrupted a clan meeting and annouced his discovery. Spottedcloud became infuriated and began yelling at him for lying to the clan like that. Once Thistletail had calmed her down, he openly admitted to it. He said it with no emotion. No sympathy, no guilt. He simply told her the truth and right then and there, Bramblefur could see the colour drain from Spottedcloud's beautiful blue eyes. He watched as her heart was crushed just as his had been. There wasn't much Bramblefur could do when the she-cat fled and never returned. Life went on with Honeypool and Thistletail becoming mates and having a litter of their own kits. Soon the two of them left to become loners on their own, not wanting to deal with the disguisted looks they constantly recieved. A few moons after they left, Berryleaf and Dovefeather died from a fox attack and Bramblefur was left on his own, like he had been from the start.
>> Anything else?
"Nothing else. Well, nothing important at least. "
Bramblefur has no mate, crush or kits. He doesn't believe that he'll ever find a she-cat that he'll love just as much as he had loved Spottedcloud, but perhaps that will change. Bramblefur has also never told anyone of his past and only those who had been part of the clan at the time of the incident would have known about the tragedy.

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