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{{ finished with my form. sorry its so sloppy; it was done in a rush. }}

[Kat.]

{ .please reserve the names Brookpaw and Rainkit. }

♒ { Russetclaw } . { tom } . { warrior } . { brave } ♒

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{.{ n a m e }.}

"Russetclaw. Why?"

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

"Already achieved, with honor."

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

"Yeah, I do know: tom."

{.{ a g e }.}

"I am exactly 26 moons."

{.{ r a n k }.}

"Warrior, just."

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

"Deputy, for sure. I would love to lead my Clan alongside our brave leader."

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{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

A broad shouldered tomcat, Russetclaw was built from kithood as a larger cat. He has long, powerful legs almost giving him the name Longkit, then Longstride. A thin stomach and large muscles on his haunches, Russetclaw was meant for force. Russetclaw isn't the largest tom in SeaClan, despite his muscles, for they are rather average. Not extremely intimidating, but a good cat to have on your side in battle, for he is obviously, from his muscle and appearance, experienced; Russetclaw is proud of his build. It could be better, but it could also be worse. He trained hard for it. His tail is also very long and thick, but not fuzzy.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Russetclaw's fur is a tan-brown, or otherwise, russet. It has darker shadings throughout it, with light brown colorings at his shins. His face brings out his tabby lineage, because there are black stripes on his forehead, and dark cheeks.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

{{ OoC;; mostly all in the general discription... }}

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

His eyes are what people call "almond shaped." They are a mixture of gold and green, and will sometimes have a mixture of brown.

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{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

Silent and sturdy, Russetclaw used to be a cheerful soul, free and optimistic as his now more mournful sister. Since the accident, which he never speaks about, the tom grieved less, however much times you see him staring off into the distance with a lonely, pained, yet soft expression on his face, as if he was trying to undo it. He is a gentle one, but tends to spook young kits by his lack of expression, and some other cats that don't know him well. Russetclaw has a honey-sweet voice, which is very rarely heard considering he has a knack for taking control and using his hard, crisp, ordering meow. He is never known to snarl, and even though he's a fighter, the tom seems like the very least person that would be expected to be a non-crazy cat. Peaceful, meloncholy, bravely solumn, and sincere are all that mark Russetclaw.
The tom is not afraid to speak his own word. Who cares if they disagree? No one dares to tell him who to be. He sends out a strong signal not to bother him when his in a bad mood, too. He doesn't rave about things, however, he just drops it whenever he gets in arguements.

{.{ l i k e s }.}

- Fighting
- Apprentices
- She-Cats that like him
- Tidestar
- Mentoring

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

- Boring days
- Hot sun
- Bothersome kits

{.{ f e a r s }.}

- Falling off a gorge/cliff
- Dying for no reason

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

- Being graceful

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

- Coming up with good comebacks
- Fighting
- Being cute

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{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

{{ OoC;; just as a start, to get you familiar, here is a scene for ya ;3 it's pretty easy to understand what happened... }}
"Russetpaw! Get back here! You don't want to get too close to that edge!" his mother's voice was cunning, very smooth. His two brothers, Foxpaw and Swishpaw, were dancing around him, flashing him glances and twitching their tails, "I want to go hunting." Foxpaw mewed. Swishpaw just pounced on him, "No! I thought we were gonna do practice training?" he pleaded. Russetpaw looked behind him, at the brim of a gorge. It was very deep, and there were scraggly bushes swishing in it, as if tempting you to fall on them. Swiftpaw nuzzled him, "What do you think? Training or hunting?" here voice was muffled as Foxpaw and Swishpaw scored a blow to her, knocking her sideways. "What are you two doing?" Russetpaw asked his brothers, rolling his eyes. They just stopped, laughed, and tackled each other again. Russetpaw suddenly felt bored, and burst into their skirmish. He pounded them (claws sheathed) and took blow after blow from his kin. Swiftpaw was in the ferns, nearly dying of laughter, and rolling around and around.
Then all the fun ended.
Foxpaw fell first, then Swishpaw, then Russetpaw. All the orange tom remembered was hearing his sister scream and look over the edge, and Russetpaw thought it was all over. He took a hard fall into a bush, and he saw Swishpaw flew passed him, screaming and trying to catch a hold of the his cliff's edge. Russetpaw wanted desperately to run up and help them, but he felt helplessly limp. Swiftpaw was pacing at the top, fluffed three times her size, and yelling frantically. In his state, Russetpaw couldn't hear a word she was saying. Foxpaw lay only tail-lengths from him, twisted up and bleeding madly. It was obvious his orange-pelted brother was dead.
Swishpaw couldn't get a grip on the ledge, and fell plummeting to the bottom. (okay, basically when you fall of the edge of the gorge you will land on the first cliff, but if you pass that you hit the floor...) The last thing Russetpaw heard was the thud of Swishpaw's body crashing into the sand.
{{ OoC;; aww... poor Russetpaw/claw. }}

{.{ m a t e }.}

"Nobody, but just wait..."

{.{ k i n }.}

Father - Sharpfang;; dead.
Mother - Darkrose;; unknown.
Sister - Swiftwave;; alive and well.
Brother - Foxpaw;; dead.
Brother - Swishpaw;; dead.

{.{ k i t s }.}

"None."

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{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

Kat.

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

Kat, please! Or Kit-Kat, Katty, etc.

{.{ o t h e r }.}

SORRY ABOUT THEIR PERSONALITIES! <#

♒ { Swiftwave } . { She-Cat[color=#404040]} . { Warrior } . { regretful } ♒

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{.{ n a m e }.}

"Swiftwave, pleasure to meet you."

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

"I have always loved the name Rainflower. But, perhaps, Swiftwave is well enough. Although it reminds me a lot of 'Swishwave,' which was what my dear brother Swishpaw was supposed to be named."

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

"I am a she-cat, and nothing other."

{.{ a g e }.}

"The same as Russetclaw. Twenty-six moons."

{.{ r a n k }.}

"I am a Warrior."

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

"My dream was to have kits, so I suppose a queen."

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{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Swiftwave is almost the opposite of her brother - lanky, lean, and small. She has thin bones, and her skin loosely wraps around them. People think she never eats, but she was just built tiny. Her head is long, but thin as well. Her paws however, have never been trusted to support her weight. It is amazement the tiny things can withstand the hard pavement of the Thunderpaths, but she loves them - no matter how much monsters whizz by. She is, however, perfectly comfortable with her body and would do nothing to change it. Her tail is long, bony, and thin. She has a cute pink nose, with big ears and sharp shoulders.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Mostley orange and white, but she has a couple of black speckles.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Small, lean, and thin.

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Bright baby blue, with dark azure streaks.

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{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

Swiftwave tends to be on the quiet side, mainly because she is shy. She strays away from other cats, yet she knows that she belongs in the Clan. She will one moment be basking in the sun outside the nursery, other times hiding the warriors den. She always does as asked, but will usually ask the queens if they need anything: moss, fresh-kill, cotton, anything; she will do it. Swiftwave likes to watch the kits play. She loves them, but no one - not even Swiftwave (I DO!) - realizes the real reason why. It is because she missed playing with Foxpaw and Swishpaw. Even though she wasn't the one to fall off the edge, she was scarred the most between her and her brother. The she-cat watched it all, and she relives it all.
Swiftwave won't say much, but what she does is always something you should remember. She only speaks the truth - unless it is her honest opinion. Otherwise, she will either just listen in or let Russetclaw do the talking.
Swiftwave is fiesty. She has always had a spark in her, very animated, very free, very uncontrollable. You wouldn't believe it with how quiet she is, though. She is as sweet as she can be, sometimes her heart will switch up on her, and she'll fall head over paws for some tom, but Swiftwave is never as taken with him as she wants to be. {{ OoC;; this is sorta a wip. }}

{.{ l i k e s }.}

- fish (duh!)
- running
- swimming
- taking long walks
- kits
- being in the nursery
- enjoying herself
- looking at stars
- Thunderpaths

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

- thinking about the death of Foxpaw and Swishpaw
- bad memories in general
- moonless nights
- grumps
- kits being afraid of her
- cats thinking they can just toss her around

{.{ f e a r s }.}

- Russetclaw dying
- gorges
- cliffs
- spiders (she has Arachnophobia)
- the moon disapearing

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

- looking over high ledges
- going up to high places
- facing up to young cats
- getting up close to spiders
- fighting agaist stronger, bigger cats than herself

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

- speed
- getting into small places
- climbing, although she doesn't really do so
- swimming
- not being afraid of crossing/standing on a Thunderpath

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{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

{{ OoC;; look at Russetclaw's }}

{.{ m a t e }.}

"I don't really have anyone in mind..."

{.{ k i n }.}

Mother - Darkrose;; unknown.
Father - Sharpfang;; dead
Brothers - Russetclaw;; alive, Foxpaw;; dead, Swishpaw;; dead

{.{ k i t s }.}

"None. But I hope I have some someday."

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{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

Kat. :3

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

Just Kat please. Or Katty.

{.{ o t h e r }.}

THESE ARE UBER SHORT - WILL GET BETTER EVENTUALLY! Cx

[gone for good :)]

This is a work in progress,but due to current situations,katniss gave me time to finish. :3

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♒ { blossomflower } . { she-cat } . { queen } . { gentle } ♒

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{.{ n a m e }.}

Blossomflower This dazzling young she-cat's name is Blossomflower. Her mother granted her the name,because when she was smaller,she basically was the shyest,most introverted cat around. In hopes that her personality would grow in,she recived the name Blossom- for her personality. Blossompaw was given the name "Blossomflower" for her delicate body build,making her like a flower.

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

Blossomflower Blossomflower is a warrior already,meaning she had been given her desired name already. It's Blossomflower

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

She-cat Blossomflower is a she-cat,a gender that is looked diwn upon in many species. In a clan setting,she-cats are equal,yet toms think they are weaker and more emotional.

{.{ a g e }.}

Twenty Two Moons Blossomflower is twenty two moons old,young for a queen. Usually you will spot queens thirty moons and older,but with Blossomflower's predicament,she's youngster. For a warrior,she's not yet old enough for a mentor,due to such little experience.

{.{ r a n k }.}

Queen To tell you the truth,Blossomflower is only a moon away from giving birth,and really feels hopeless. The own father of her kits wants nothing to do with her and the kits. The tom who impregnanted her is currently unknown. Blossomflower is enjoying her position of queen,and maybe,quit maybe.she'll stay full time in the nursery,helping the queens help raise the kits.

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

Full time queen Since the aspect of having kits and watching them grow into strong,loyal warriors really warms Blossomflower's heart, she is really thinking of turning it into a real rank. She would be the first she-cat in Seaclan to do this.

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{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Quite Pretty How do you describe beauty? Beauty can be inside,or out. Beauty can be emotional,or phsical. It really all matters on who is taking a swift glance. It all matters on what type of person. Whether a more alluring,attractive person,or a plain person with a stunning heart,Blossomflower really is a ravishing she-cat. Her fur is silky,and a heavenly like texture. The pattern on her coat is difficult to replicate,with a strict calico coloring. A striking,yet comforting mixture of different brown hues,a night sky coloring of black,and many streaks of bright orange,Blossomflower is an exquisite example of beauty still left in the wild,untouched by man. A pelt kissed by the rays of the sun,most of her body is a sheek,untouched,clear white,almost as bright as a Starclan cat. Her body is pointed with an array of magnificent colors,from oranges to blacks. On her face is a big blotch of bright orange and black,but has a cut of lightning like white inbetween her eyes. Her tail is long and completely covered in coloring,unlike the rest of her body. The length of her fur itself is medium,not very long compared to some other cats. But that's what gives it it's uniqueness. Usually with shorter fur,you get bland colors,but with her,it catches your eye. It's a comforting texture,almost soft as a kit. Blossomflower's ears,as well as her nose,is a rosy pink. Like after it rains,and when the coloring of a rose is at it's peak. Pure,stainless. Amazing.

The structure of this cat is about the same as a model,slender,with a touch of muscle. Her delicate frame doesn't show that much of a strong,built cat,but more of a medicine cat. Blossomflower's body doesn't have fat on it,no not at all,yet it doesn't have much muscle,sither. It's slightly bony,but her body was meant to be that way. Most of her muscle is in her long,graceful legs,giving her the one up when it comes to climbing or jumping. Her shoulders are also quite strong,helping her with swift,side attacks. Blossomflower doesn't eat much,maybe just two meals a day,making the elders nag and rant about her not eating. It's just the way she was made,and her mother was the exact same way.

Blossomflower's gaze is a leafy green coloring,resembling the bright shade of rye grass. It's prickled with different tones of greyish blue hues,giving her eyes a complete look. The shape of them are like an orchid pedal shape,oval and wide. Her eyes always have a comforting,gentle look about them,unless she's angered or upset. The reflection of her eyes give away her emotions,slipping them into the paws of whoever cat stares into them. Because of this,she's easily taken for granted,because whoever she's with can play her emotions. Other than that,her eyes give her a completion.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Calico Blossomflower's pelt is a hardy combination of different colors,from bright orange to black. It's pattern is splotched,especially around her face and lower back,and up her tail. Everywhere else is a bright,snowy crisp white that reflects brightly in sunshine. Her fur is a medium length,like many other cats, and has a feather like texture. Unlike many other Seaclan cats,her pelt isn't that sleek. It's more of a softer,fluffer version,yet helps her glide through water all the same.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Slender Blossomflower is a slender she-cat with not much muscle mass,yet not any fat mass. Her main muscle parts are her legs and shoulders,great for swimming,jumping,and climbing. She has a slender body,very model like,and it looks pretty brony,yet it accents her perfectly. Blossomflower is a tall she-cat,a little taller than most other she-cats. Blossomflower's pelt has not many visible scars,only one of her front right leg. It's just a small scar running from the middle of her leg and down to her paw. Not really a big deal. Blossomflower's paws are soft and pink,much like the other cats,because they are used to soft,wet conditions.

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Flourescent Blossomflower's eyes are a flourescent green,turning heads as she walks past. They are an oval shape,wide and very mucgh like an orchid petal. They are shimmering,and can stop you in your tracks. Resembling rye grass,her eyes are a very right green coloring. Around the rim of her eyes,Blossomflower's eyes are a deep black,almost like eyeliner,and helps set off more of an effect. Her eyes show her most deepest feelings,and don't help her when she wants to hide her innermost feelings.

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{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

Gentle wip

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• -flowers
• helpful cats
• sunsets
• cats who are willing to lay down their lives for another
• kits

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• rude,heartless cats
• thunderstorms
• high winds
• because she's a bit of a clean freak,she hates dust

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• thunder/lightning
• dying or pain
• ^dying without doing anything memorable
• hurting another cat emotionally

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• blossomflower can be a bit too trusting,giving her heart to someone really before knowing them
• blossomflower tends to help those out of the clan,which often gets her the name "traitor"
• this she-cat tends to fall for a tom easily,causing her to get hurt easily,or taken for granted[/color]
• blossomflower is not the type to worry and then just forget about it. she'll worry herself sick.

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• what are you pretty good at? (don't be a gary/mary-sue)

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{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

Clanborn wip

{.{ m a t e }.}

Unknown/Seeking Blossomflower was in love with a tom that's currently in Seaclan,yet no one knows who it is. She fell hard for him,and ended up impregnated,but he didn't want kits. No,he wasn't ready for them. So,e dumped her. Blossomflower promised not to tell who the father is,and it kills her everytime she sees him. Yet,her heart is open for another tom,to be the father of her kits.

{.{ k i n }.}

Close Family Blossomflower's mother was Rivermist,who died shortly after her apprentice ceremony. Her father was Flameheart.and he died of black cough. She has one sister,who is alive,and still in the clan today. You can pm me if you're intrested.

{.{ k i t s }.}

Expecting Blossomflower is currently expecting kits,to an unknown father. They are expected in about a moon.

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{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

Warriorqueen107 Hiya guys! I'm Warriorqueen107,and I've been here since 2010. I hope this roleplay goes far,and we all have a great time!

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

Warrior,War,Warri,Queen,Queeny I'm called many different names,all which I've earned through the years. Lol. You can call me anything you'd like,though. :3

{.{ o t h e r }.}

anything else?

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♒ { badgerpaw } . { tom } . { apprentice } . { introverted } ♒

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{.{ n a m e }.}

Badgerpaw This small young tom's name is Badgerpaw,an ironic name for such a tiny tom. Because he was not clan born,Badgerpaw's mother named him Badger because she'd hope he'd grow into a giant cat who would be feared by all. He hasn't yet,and is often picked on because he's got such a big name compared to his little body.

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

Badgerwhisker I think Badgerwhisker will be his warrior name. There really isn't a reason for it,it's just a nice name.

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

Tom It's hard to believe,but Badgerpaw is a tom. He doesn't really look like one,due to his petite side and feminine body,but he is. Though he is a tom,he isn't as..."respected as some of the other toms.

{.{ a g e }.}

Eight Moons Hard to believe,but Badgerpaw is eight moons. He's like the average age for apprentices in the den now,but certainly doesn't look it. At most,he could pass for a brand new apprentice,right out of the nursery.

{.{ r a n k }.}

ApprenticeBadgerpaw is an apprentice,which like I said before,really is harder to believe. Actually,this little tom hates being an apprentice,since it just gives everyone else more reason to taunt him.

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

Warrior Unlike some other apprentices,Badgerpaw wishes to be a warrior,instead of a leader or deputy. He wishes this,just because when he is a warrior!he'll have a paw in normal clan duties,gaining respect. It's quite sad actually.

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{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Rustic Siamese cats have been cherished for centuries!dating back to the beginning of civilizations. For their smooth,creamy fur that has the hues of greyish brown,for their giant,dazzling blue eyes which could kill,and for their royal air that starts when they are tiny kits within a mother's womb. The siamese is the mother of many different breeds of cats,which are still being discovered today. Siamese cats are pure treasure which is hard to find nowadays. It's very definant that Badgerpaw has this breed within his bloodlines,by the color of his fur and eyes,but he is definitely not all siamese. He has a more rustic,country look,than the royal heavenly creaminess of a siamese. He still has the brillant coloring though,but it's duller than a normal siamese cat's. Badgerpaw's fur is a rusty greyish brown coloring that resembles oil,crude. His body is pointed with a dark brown,almost black shade. His fur is shorter,too,and isn't very good in colder climates,like leaf bare. It's very short,not medium like his relative. It's strange,because he look siamese-like,but in reality,he just doesn't look pure.

Badgerpaw definitely isn't full siamese when you come to his body size. Usually that type of cat is a regal,large,graceful feline who struts around easily and with little flaws. Yea,not Badgerpaw. He's a very tiny,clumsy little cat who's smarts are better than his athletics. A real bony little fellow,Badgerpaw could pass for a kit at most,since he is so small. Cats his age tower over him,even though he's actually their age. Badgerpaw doesn't have much muscle masd. No,scratch that. He has none. Really,he's just skin and bones. It's pretty sad,but it's where he's meant to be,I suppose.

Usually cats are attracted to each other due to eyes. If that's the whole case,Badgerpaw is going to die alone. His eyes are a dull shade of blue,almost grey. There is a light kiss of deeper blue around a grey patch at the very edge of his eye,which shimmers more brightly than any other color of his eye. Badgerpaw has very wide,expressive eyes. His emotions play on his eyes easy,but mostly they just show fear or a shy,introvertedness that comes naturally to him.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Short & Smoky Badgerpaw's fur is a shorter length than most,and the coloring of his fur is a darker blend of smoky blacks,browns,and whites.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Tiny & Weak Badgerpaw is a tiny tom,smaller than most toms his age,and basically has no muscle mass on his body.

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Dull Blue Badgerpaw has very wide,blue eyes. Instead of having gorgeus bright blue ones,they are a dull blue,not very handsome. On the edges are a swamp of grey,looking as if it'll overtake the blue.

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{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

Introvertedwip.

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• rainy days,stormy weather
• winter
• water voles
• the fresh scent of watery roses

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• waking up every morning,the horrid memories flooding into his mind of being tormented by others
• kits
• other apprentices
• wondering about his sister
• life sometimes.
• romance

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• bulky toms or just strength itself
• trusting others
• pretty she-cats

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• fighting back,or just fighting
• speaking up
• trying to help others

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• There is only one,breath-taking talent rthis young cat has. That's his mind. He's a little short from complete brillance. Able to decipher things without a second look,and able to work out problems with a gra eful ease.

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{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

Depressing. wip.

{.{ m a t e }.}

Too Young If it wasn't too hard to tell,Badgerpaw is way to young for that. Plus,he hasn't really thought about that-ever. Of course he may develop a keen liking for a she-cat,but I dount it'd get him anywhere,due to his apparent "un-likable" personality.

{.{ k i n }.}

None. Badgerpaw's mother and father,named Honey and Jaquar,died when Badgerpaw was just a kit,leaving him alone with his sister Flora. When they were about four moons old,Badgerpaw and Flora were seperated by humans. He doesn't know where she is,or even if she's alive. It's a touchy subject for him.

{.{ k i t s }.}

Too young. As I have said before,Badgerpaw is way too young for this subject. Plus,he hasn't a mate.

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{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

self-explanatory

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

what do you like to be called? (no real names)

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♒ { shellwing } . { tom } . { warrior } . { loyal } ♒

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{.{ n a m e }.}

Shellwing A tom of great stature,Shellfrost was given his name due to his coloring. Because the expanse of his fur is basically stripes,most of the shells on a beach have stripes. So,his name urupted from that. His warrior name "Shellwing" is because of his powerful body,grazing over the beaches like a bird with large wings.

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

Shellwing Shellwing has already earned his warrior name,so a desired name is out of the question. Been there,done that.

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

Tom If it was too hard to tell,Shellwing is a full tom. Just look at the way his body is,more powerful than that of a she-cat. Toms are more of the dominant gender when it comes to different species,but in a clan setting,everything's even. Unlike some other toms,Shellwing believes she-cats are as strong as toms.

{.{ a g e }.}

Forty Moons Shelleing is exactly thirty seven moons,which is "senior" compared to some other cats. He certaintly isn't though, because he can keep up just as well,if not more,than the younger warriors. I guess it's all in how you look at it.

{.{ r a n k }.}

Warrior Shellwing is your typical warrior,nothing very special about it. A loyal warrior,Shellwing strives to be the best he can be,no matter what. It's his fierce ambition to help the clan is what gets him up each morning,to make it stronger.

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

Deputy A typical,far off dream, m that all cats have at least one point in their lives. Shellheart believes he can realky help Tidestar for the rest of his leadership,and the best to do that is in the deputy position. Shellwing isn't getting his hopes up,though. It's just a far off dream.

тнe eye σf тнe вeнσℓdeя

{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Eye-Popping Felines are documented for their fur,as it cokes in an array of colors and legnths,not to mention the textures. How it reflects in the light,the bouncy when it comes to water,and the outstanding color that seems so unatural. Shellwing is a very good example of this. His coat is a sturdy one,helping him glide through tough undergrowth without a single worry,and manages to stay matt-less,even with all the rough warrior jobs he does. Camouflaging comes easy when Shellwing is in the forest,due to it's darker,bracken coloring. Though it's such a dark color,he has a snow white chest,belly,and legs,that accents it,making it a darker coloring than it really is. On the side of his sturdy neck,there are about three stripes and a couple spots,all a black that digs through the bracken brown,making it pop,sorta like neon. The rest of his coat is the brownish tans,with black tips at the end of the hairs. His coat has a rugged appearance that just signifies his tom hood,giving him the look of a tough,hardened tom,which he isn't. Shellwing's fur is very lengthy, good for very cold climates. It's quite hot in new-leaf,trapping all heat from the sun and storing it within his skin,but he tries to ignore it best he can. The texture of his pelt is very fine,a silky,eavenly softness that makes you drowsy when you curl up by it.

Shellwing's eyes are very...well....uncommon. They are a flourescent orange coloring,yet have a sunshine like yellow tint when he's exposed to light. It gives him a handsome,sophisticated look,and almost always have a good-humored,fun reflection to them. His eyes dom't portray his emotions well,and when he's saddened,they don't give away a clue. Though,his anger is a different story. If he's angered,they will sort of turn a tiny darker,a rusty tan coloring. It's quite unusual,since it's almost as if a cloud of darkness has swarmed over. Yet,he doesn't get angered easily. So,it's sort of a rare accomplishment if you see his eyes turn that color.

This cat is probably part Maine Coon,since he's a giant. Shellwing's frame is very sturdy,I mean,brick solid. His body is full muscle. Not to mention his giant size. He towers over many cats,e en some other bulky toms,but really doesn't mind it. He has the lumbering,strength of a badger,but also the light,airy,gracefulness that helps balance it. Shellwing's body is bulky,lean,and his muscles glisten under his shiny brown pelt. His shoulders and back are very powerful,helping him weave with agility during fights. Aldo,his paws are very large,and act like snowshoes in harsh,snowy winters.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Bracken & Long Shellwing's pelt is lengthy,and has a smooth silky texture to it. The coloring is an array of different shades of brown,offsetting different patterns of black and whites.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Bulky Shelkwing is a powerful,unmistakable brute with long legs,muscle filled shoulders,and such fierce ambiyion to help his clan. Armed with giant paws and a loyalty that's undoubted,Shellwing is your typical tom.

[color=#808080]{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Brightly lit orange Shellwing's eye color is a bright orange color,like a sunset. His eyes are wide and don't show his emotion easily. When he's angered,Shellwing's eyes will turn a darker hue,kind of frightening when you see it at first. But,it's rare.

[color=#404040]ωнαт's σи тнe ιиsιde

{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

Loyal wip.

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• cricketsong
• peaceful meetings between clans.
• fighting for his clan

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• over flirty shecats
• death at a young age
• power hungry cats
• moonfrost

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• what are you terrified of? (as many as you want)

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• what are you not-so good at? (as many as you want)

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• what are you pretty good at? (don't be a gary/mary-sue)

fαмιℓy мαттeяs

{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

give some basics please ; no "doesn't remember" or"doesn't talk about it" please

{.{ m a t e }.}

don't be your own characters' mates ;; you can pre-configure mates with other users

{.{ k i n }.}

list all kin that your cat knows of and that matters

{.{ k i t s }.}

list if your cat is a biological/adoptive parent, regardless if s/he knows or not

σuт σf cнαяαcтeя

{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

self-explanatory

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

what do you like to be called? (no real names)

{.{ o t h e r }.}

anything else?

.~. S e α c ℓ α и .~.

♒ { moonfrost } . { she-cat } . { warrior } . { the poisioned one } ♒

ρℓeαsuяe тσ мeeт yσu

" You hypocritical fool. You really expect me to give mercy to all those who've done me wrong?
To sit back and watch them bask in glory and happiness,
while I'm tormented by terrible memories?
As long as I liveI shall seek revenge.
And all of the cats who have ruined my being,my whole reason to live,
shall rue the day they were ever born.
For I will cast my pure,fiery vengence of them,
and the whole earth will know of their horrid ways.
From this point on,I am no longer Moonfrost.
No longer more am I a weak hearted Seaclan warrior.
I shall be leader,and rip awayalll the cats who have tormented me,
to pay the price for their actions.
You will see. . "

{.{ n a m e }.}

Moonfrost st This cold she-cat's name is Moonfrost. Her father gave her the name Moon due to her darkened blue eyes,which were then sky blue. Her warrior name,Moonfrost,was given due to her frosty blue eyes as well. But really,there us a rumor she was given the name to describe the frost within her heart,and her cold personality.

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

Moonfrost Moonfrost has already earned her name,about fourteen moons ago. She doesn't mind her name,but Moonstar has a better ring to it,or at least,in her crooked mind. That alone should strike fear into other cats' hearts.

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

She-Cat Let me tell you one thing-Moonfrost hates her gender. She believes she-cats are weak,mousebrained,and don't know anything about how to run a clan. She doesn't like toms either,because they can easily be tricked by she-cats. But,if she had to decide,she'd be a tom. Moonfrost isn't like other she-cats. Instead of having her head up in the clouds,she's more of the ambitious one.

{.{ a g e }.}

Twenty Six Moons Moonfrost is exactly twenty six moons,young for a at with her personality. She is the age of a warrior that's basically in their prime,the perfect age for a nice,strong member of Seaclan. Her age also helps cover up her tracks,because usually cats like her are older and have more expierence. So,she would be considered "too young".

{.{ r a n k }.}

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

what rank do you want to be in the future?

тнe eye σf тнe вeнσℓdeя

{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

lengthy ;; minimum of six sentences, aim for higher

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

short and sweet ;; basic color, length of fur

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

short and sweet ;; basic body strength, shape, scars

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

short and sweet ;; basic eye color, shape

ωнαт's σи тнe ιиsιde

{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

average ;; minimum of six sentences, aim for higher ** if this is hard to put down let me know **

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• what are your favorite things in life? (as many as you want)

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• what is the worst life dare offers? (as many as you want)

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• what are you terrified of? (as many as you want)

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• what are you not-so good at? (as many as you want)

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• what are you pretty good at? (don't be a gary/mary-sue)

fαмιℓy мαттeяs

{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

give some basics please ; no "doesn't remember" or "doesn't talk about it" please

{.{ m a t e }.}

don't be your own characters' mates ;; you can pre-configure mates with other users

{.{ k i n }.}

list all kin that your cat knows of and that matters

{.{ k i t s }.}

list if your cat is a biological/adoptive parent, regardless if s/he knows or not

σuт σf cнαяαcтeя

[size=85]{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

self-explanatory

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

what do you like to be called? (no real names)

{.{ o t h e r }.}

[saige.]

{Working on my forms on my first post, but as a heads up, I'll be using Otter and Squid for my prefixes c:}

[katniss,]

[[ Wren :: Your form isn't done right? Because if it is it definitely is not literate enough...? ]]

Okay, all that is reserved for whoever! I won't be on from around 5:00 CS time until mid-day / afternoon tomorrow- I am at a sleepover. I am working on my forms.

[;theory]

.~. S e α c ℓ α и .~.

♒ { robinpaw } . { she-cat } . { apprentice } . { mischievous } ♒

ρℓeαsuяe тσ мeeт yσu

{.{ n a m e }.}

robinpaw

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

robinsong

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

she-cat

{.{ a g e }.}

seven moons

{.{ r a n k }.}

apprentice

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

warrior

тнe eye σf тнe вeнσℓdeя

{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c  r i p t i o n }.}

robinpaw is not the prettiest or nicest cat, but she's hardly short of a sight for sore eyes.
Her skinny, lethe body is meant for speed. There is muscle hidden beneath her soft, black fur, but not enough to say it ripples beneath her pelt, or she can take down a fox.
She has long, skinny limbs meant to take her frame across meadows and forest floors.
She has a lengthily tale that curls more than it should, and ears bigger than the average ones.
She has a full purple, small little nose at the tip of her nose, which for as small as it is, it adds a youthful touch to her face.
She looks a sitch younger than her actual age, but anyone cam guess she's an apprentice.
She has expressive eyes, and a sharp tongue that she hardly knows to bite.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

robinpaw soft, short fur. It is black- much like the feather's of a common raven, but when her lithe body moves under the mid green-leaf sun, it tinges the colour of a rusty piece of metal. It vaguely resembles vacant, dying flames against the bare night sky.
On the small wedge between her hip and her side, lays a silver blotch. It's very small and faded, and not noticeable at first glance. It's much like her 'birth mark' so to speak, and the same color of faded grey shows up in small tabby markings on her legs.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

robinpaw is neither short nor tall, but of average height- but is quite thin. The elders say she doesn't eat enough, she says "it's just who I am." True, I guess.
She has four, strong, long legs with small, fuzzy paws at the end.
Since a kit, she has been know for her oddly sharp claws. As kits, their claws are obviously sharp, but they're supposed to dull as she gets older, but hers never did
All her exterior parts of slightly out of proportion. She commonly trips over her own tail, and has large ears on her head.

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Large, pale sea-green orbs settled appropriately above her snout. The more sunlight in the sky, the lighter they are.
Some say they are the most expressive things about her. See, being emotional is not her cup of tea, but nothing is hidden when she has something to say- or rather, something to hide.

ωнαт's σи тнe ιиsιde

{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

mischievous[/color]. Robinpaw knows she's young, and she uses it. Afterall, rules were obviously meant to be broken. Maturity is not something she favors, and behavior is so far off her charts, it's not even funny.
Robinpaw is a hot-headed and very stubborn she-cat. She never takes no for answer, let alone even an option. It's not so much she's a brat- no, she hardly wants material things. A softer place to sleep, maybe, better food, maybe. Robinspaw prefers things of longer times to practice, a good challenge with the fellow apprentices. Heck, she even likes a small brawl with the warriors of the clan.
She hates anything too easy, anything that can be done fast. A physical or mental challenge that takes time. Though, she'll be more keen on something gets her in trouble.
See, much as material things are a waist to her, boredom is like a poison. If she sits still for too long, she slowly turns to anger. Pacing, even. An adrenaline junky, if you will.
The more trouble she gets into, the more action there is, the more chancy it is, the better.
Robinpaw is competitive. She enjoys winning, and holds a small grudge against those who beat her. She gets particularly irritated when there are cheaters within the bunch. She'll chew them out until they're nothing but little bits. Play fair, or else, I guess.
But, despite her drive to pull pranks of everyone, use her comical wits to get away with things, or need for a thrill, she knows where her loyalties lie. No one, not a single cat in any clan, will lay a single paw on those she cares about. She'll fight to her death to ensure the safety of this clan, and everyone in it. She doesn't even have to like you to protect you.
robinpaw is, for lack of better words, unlucky. She's often in the wrong place at the wrong time, or just finds the worst spot in a tree, sickest fish in the pile. Anything. She's just not a lucky cat.
Though, smooth with words she is. A manipulated to be blunt. Not exactly a favorable talent, but she's used it to her advantage most of her life.
Through all this, she is not naive. She's not unaware of the consequences that go with her actions.
She's seen pain.
She's seen death.
She hasn't seen a lot for age, but of what she has seen is enough to let her know of the line she must never, though rarely does, cross.
This also assists in her being a good friend. She has more enemies than friends, but of those few friends, she cherishes them deeply.
Robinpaw cherishes any small thing in life, for she knows that the better you appreciate what you have, the more content you'll be when it's your turn to join Starclan.*

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• Swimming
• Climbing
• Running around at night
• Fish
• Sleeping
• Making other clan-cats laugh
• Breaking rules
• Sun-rises

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• Waking up
• Nightmares
• Windy days
• Boredom
• Pacing

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• Spiders
• Green-cough
• Dogs
• Floods
• She is unadmittedly afraid of being alone.

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• Staying calm.
• staying quiet
• fighting. main reason she fights with everyone.
• standing on slippery things. she just can't balance
• hunting birds
• climbing. she loves it, but is bad at it.

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• swimming
• stealth
• hunting
• running
• hiding
• starting fights

fαмιℓy мαттeяs

{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

robinpaw's history is hardly a sad one, and she refuses to take pity on it.
She had a mother, and her father was admittedly unknown, but she was never alone. Dawnclaw was a faithful warrior, as she had been told. Healthy too, but sometimes that ends.
Robinpaw was born as an only kit, and her mother was such a paranoid queen at the time. Always keeping robinpaw (kit at the time) by her side. Some say she feared that robinpaw might actually grow wings and fly away from her, abandoning the young queen.
She did no such thing, and kept a watchful blue eye on her kit, even through all robinpaw's antics and Tom foolery.
But, robinpaw knew that she got her black pelt from her mother, but dawnclaw had bright blue eyes, as did both of dawnclaw's parents. She assumes she got her green eyes from her dad. This, of course, makes her want to find him.
She had a happy life most of her kit-hood, but when she was five moons, a tough leaf-bare struck. Her mother developed harsh green-cough, and died soon after. Luckily, robinpaw was only one or two moons away from becoming an apprentice, so she only needed enough help for a little why.
No one really talks about her past, and she personally doesn't enjoy voicing common knowledge.

{.{ m a t e }.}

robinpaw is still an apprentice.

{.{ k i n }.}

she was an only kit.
her mother's name was dawnclaw, and her father is unknown to her.

{.{ k i t s }.}

robinpaw is much too young for such things.

σuт σf cнαяαcтeя

{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

; o r c a

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

Just Orca, unless there's something else. I... dun care.

{.{ o t h e r }.}

I have a job, so unless I can find time between mucking stalls and lunging horses, i wont be able to post until after 5.30.
And yes, robin is vaguely based off my cat, Shakespear. Yes. That's his name. Don't judge.

[/list]

[ I am making a male character, I'm just debating on his personality at the moment. Well, that and his name ]

[littlemoosie]

.~. S e α c ℓ α и .~.

♒ { ѕнσяєραω } . { ѕнє-¢αт } . { αρρяєηтι¢є } . { ¢ℓυмѕу } ♒

ρℓeαsuяe тσ мeeт yσu

{.{ n a m e }.}

♡ "my name may be shorepaw, or it may not be shorepaw."

➜ her name is indeed shorepaw, given to her by her dear mother. her soft,
soothing pelt and her pretty coloring remind her mother of the shore, the
sand, and the sea. the first name given to her was shorekit, and now she
has her apprentice name, shorepaw.

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

♡ "i have no desire for any other name! i love being shorepaw."

➜ she really has not put any thought into what her warrior name might be
just yet.in the end, she will really just leave the decision making up to
tidestar since he knows best & also since she has no ideas whatsoever.

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

♡ "oh, come on. give me a harder question, would you?"

➜ shorepaw is a complete, 100% she-cat, female cat, lady, woman, girl. if
you think otherwise then you are completely wrong.

{.{ a g e }.}

♡ "six moons, i only just became an apprentice."

➜ she may look otherwise, but this cat is indeed six moons. her apprentice
ceremony was not very long ago. although she is a bit sad about leaving her
kithood, she is excited for the adventures that lie ahead of her.

{.{ r a n k }.}

♡ "why, an apprentice!"

➜ she just became an apprentice and is very excited about it. and although she
will need a lot of training to make her one, she is also excited about becoming
a warrior and can't wait to go on adventures!

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

♡ "you gotta be kidding. i wanna be a WARRIOR!"

➜ she does want to become a warrior very badly and prove her clan that she can
do amazing things. so far she has quite a way to go since she just became an
apprentice, but she still can't wait and secretly hopes to be so skilled in her
training that she can become a warrior early [even though that won't happen.]

тнe eye σf тнe вeнσℓdeя

{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

➜ shorepaw is a beautiful cat to some, ugly cat to others, with many unique
features that make her her. like her size. any six moon old apprentice you
would expect to be petite, and shorepaw is exactly that. she has a small,
slim body with long legs, furry paws, and a long tail that seems to stick
out most of the time. her head isn't much larger than a tennis ball, and
her ears also make her face look small because of how short they are
[compared to some other cats', at least.] with a pink nose, bright
green eyes, and a white pelt with flecks of gingerish-brown, shorepaw's
coloring is very nice; not too bright and stand-outish, but at the same
time not so dark and dull to the point where you can barely make her
out of the crowd. overall, she is just your average six moon old
apprentice. small with a stick-out tail, head a bit larger than a tennis
ball, short ears, furry paws, long legs, slim build, white pelt with
flecks of gingerish-brown, bright green eyes, and a pink nose.
that is your general description of shorepaw.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

➜ shorepaw has fairly short - medium length of fur, which
is mainly white with a few gingerish-brown patches on her
head and tail.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

➜ shorepaw, like any other six moon old apprentice, is a
petite cat with a slim body. she has a long tail that likes
to stick out, along with long legs. she has tiny, furry
paws, a head just a bit larger than a tennis ball, and
very short ears compared to some other cats.

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

➜ shorepaw has bright green eyes that look like healthy
grass in the summer.they actually seem to get darker
whenever it's nighttime or cloudy outside, and brighter
whenever it's daytime or sunny outside. they don't
change colors, exactly, but they do have a weird
way of changing from dark to light.

ωнαт's σи тнe ιиsιde

{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

shorepaw is one of the harder ones to describe, but
that doesn't mean we can't TRY to describe her.
there are just a few main words that we'll use
to describe her, along with a few others that
might not be as important.

• clumsy
she is. a main thing. she often trips over her own
paws, tail, and sometimes just randomly takes
a fall. she's been clumsy ever since kithood, and
nobody knows why. it's seeming to somewhat
go away as she's growing up, but still.. she's
the clumsy one, so watch out.

• playful
what can you expect? she's still a new apprentice
who loves to play games and just have fun with
others. training is also very important to her,
but one day without fun brings her sadness.
and when she's sad, it takes her some time
to recover. this is why she only wants to have
fun in her life. she lost her mother early on,
which left her saddened for at least a moon.
she knows what it feels like to be sad, and
she never wants herself or others to be sad
again.

• animated
although it's not very commonly used to describe
cats, this is something shorepaw really is. if there
were such things as cat actors and actresses, she
she would obviously be one. she makes the silliest
faces and talks in the strangest ways. to some it
may get annoying, but to others her silliness keeps
them laughing all day! although fortunately she does
know when to stop, and when anything serious is
going on, she will be as still & serious as a statue.

• conceited
it's hard to take in the thought that such a playful and
fun cat to be around could actually be conceited.
shorepaw, though, sometimes is. she tries to be leader
and thinks that she's the best. she wants the attention
drawn to her at certain points in time, mainly when nothing
exciting is going on. sometimes it works, sometimes it
doesn't work. although shorepaw doesn't act conceited
all of the time, it still isn't exactly a good trait to have.

• brave
despite her young age and small size, shorepaw is indeed
a brave one. she's afraid of barely anything. she's not
afraid of dark places, she's not afraid of twolegs or monsters.
however, when it comes to predators, such as foxes
and badgers, that's when the fear kicks in. who can
blame her, though? she's brave enough anyway,
especially for a young apprentice.

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• playing around
• hunting
• climbing trees
• being the center of attention
• impressing others
• making jokes
• swimming
• making new friends

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• being told 'no'
• being the youngest apprentice
• sleeping
• heights
• getting in trouble
• boring things
• being called weak
• being tired

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• heights
• fighting
• death
• loners, rouges, & kittypets
• going to far-away places
• going to the dark forest when she dies
• being embarrassed

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• her clumsiness
• her size [in some cases.]
• getting hurt a lot
• when it's leafbare & she slips in the snow
• when it's greenleaf & it gets too hot for her
• getting tired easily
• getting thorns stuck in her pads

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• jumping high
• climbing trees
• hiding
• blending in
• even though she isn't a medicine cat, her skills with herbs
• her endurance
• staying awake for long periods of time

fαмιℓy мαттeяs

{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

➜ shorepaw was once shorekit, and she only just became
a paw. her kithood was fun, just like many other kits'. what
could you expect from such a cat like her? a BORING kithood?
because if so, that's definitely wrong. shorepaw spent her
time in the nursery playing games with herself and a few
other kits while they were there. she always had to come up
with something spectacular to do and urged everyone else
to do it and have fun with her. as a kit she was obviously
all about the fun and games. when she, very recently,
was made an apprentice, her happiness grew bigger.
times in the nursery had been fun enough, but times
as an apprentice would be even better, was what she
thought. although, who knows what she's in for now.

{.{ m a t e }.}

♡ "you understand that i am six moons old."

➜ she is only six moons old, and only an apprentice. she cannot do much about
getting a mate at this young age. maybe a crush, but
nothing beyond that.

{.{ k i n }.}

➜ shorepaw's mother & father were unknown to shorepaw,
and although she hasn't yet learned the story behind
it all, she knows for one thing that she was raised by
another queen in the clan. she has no siblings, and
if she does she doesn't know about them and they
don't live in the clan.

{.{ k i t s }.}

♡ "please, i just got out of being a kit myself."

➜ shorepaw does not and cannot have kits. end of story.

σuт σf cнαяαcтeя

{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

➜ ωａ†ｅяｆａℓℓ

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

➜ oh, i dunno.. water, fall, fallz. whatever you'd like.

{.{ o t h e r }.}

➜ nothing else to add!

[panacea.]

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.~. S e α c ℓ α n .~.


♒ { tom } . { warrior } . { valiant } ♒


ρℓeαsuяe тσ мeeт yσu

{.{ n a m e }.}

Thunderbrook. This feline received his prefix at birth for his noticeably stormy temper, and the way in which his fur stuck out as if he'd received an electric shock. The reason behind 'brook' being chosen as his warrior name was the colour of his eyes, which shared the same murky quality.

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

Tom. It is a very rare situation when Thunderbrook is mistaken for a she-cat, and woe betide the poor fellow who branded him as a member of the opposite gender. It is easy to recognize him as a male from his muscular stature and the rumble in his throat.

{.{ a g e }.}

29 moons. Thunderbrook is certainly no senior warrior, though has seen many battles and has the respect of his clanmates nonetheless. His young age means his judgement isn't the most reliable, yet is deemed old enough for the responsibility of an apprentice.

{.{ r a n k }.}

Warrior. A warrior through and through. There has never been another path for this tom.

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

Warrior. He does not desire any further advancement up the rankings. A leader or deputy is far too time-consuming, as far as he is concerned.

тнe eye σf тнe вeнσℓdeя

{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Beauty in the eye of the beholder. You wouldn't portray Thunderbrook as being particularly strong, powerful, nor overly muscular. Instead, his build is that of an average feline's. The only way in which he really differs is instead of boasting a broad-shouldered build like most of his tom denmates, he is lean and supple. The real strength of this tom lies in his long limbs, which have fine, wiry tendons taut as rope, and a firm layer of muscle, giving him a real turn of speed. He tends to prefer speed and stealth over brute strength when it comes to battle. As a result, he is often mistaken for being scrawny due to his lanky build, and underestimated. Due to his small appetite, he actually does have a rather thin build, which is usually masked by his thick, long pelt. Around most of his torso and neck, the fur is smooth and sleek. From the chest downwards to his underbelly, it becomes a tangle of waves. Speaking of his fur, the colour is a pale sandy brown tone, blending into darker tones along his muzzle, tail and spine. His underbelly is mostly cream, splotched with the occasional white patch. Around his facial features, the fur dulls to an almost silvery quality which is only noticeable in the light, and spreads up to cover most of his head and ears, darkening in the process to a stark ashen grey. The fur lightens around his rose-pink nose, which is rimmed with coarse white hairs. Dual tones of light grey and blue-grey coat his paws, on which there are no markings. Thunderbrook is a brown tabby, a mackerel to be more specific. It begins with your stereotypical 'M' stamped on the forehead, then thick jet-black lines are cast upon the back of his neck, stretching down between his angular shoulder blades like fine brush strokes. From then on, they begin to break up into smaller stripes, becoming more jagged and natural, almost like a pattern of morse code. The markings do not end on his upper body, however. Three rows of tabby stripes continue on his creamy underbelly, the dark and light tones creating a striking contrast. A wide, ugly scar is torn from his lower neck, angling left until it ends at the top of his spine, brutal in the way it catches your eye. When asked about it, instead of launching into a story about some heroic battle, with an air of pride, he blushes and remains silent. Another scar, more fine and delicate coils around one of his front legs, resembling a claw mark. It is often that his gaze will catch you, unnervingly like a predator eyeing up his next meal. Thunderbrook's eyes seem to capture the essence of warmth, or the golden hues of leaf-fall. You would be a fool to deem them as gold, for they are not as rich, nor striking enough to be compared. They have a quiet, natural blend of yellow and amber, their simple beauty only apparent to that of a close friend. After all, the tom himself is only attractive to those who know him well. On the outside, his lavish appearance is merely a hollow shell to strangers. Around those he is closest to do his best qualities truly shine.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Long. It is quite a burden to bear in the heat of leaf-green, yet Thunderbrook wouldn't have it any other way. To him, it is what feathers are to a bird. It protects him from deep wounds, ensnares him to wickedly sharp thorns, shelters him in winter, rushes with a gentle breeze rolling of the waves and sheds water with ease. However, at times the weight of it can make it difficult for him to swim, a task he is often reluctant to partake in.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Supple. The build of this tom is rather lean and lanky, giving him a naturally long, easy stride. You could say it appears as if he was stretched out like an elastic band at birth, with his legs appearing almost out of proportion compared to the rest of him. They are lined with firm bands of muscle, giving him a sharp turn of speed. The tendons and veins seem to stand out more than most cats' do, hinting at his ability for speed. He has two scars, one on his leg, the other between his shoulder blades.

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Rich honey-tones. It isn't easy to separate the colours of Thunderbrook's eyes from that of his pelt. They are merely a rich amber hue, flecked with darker tones around the iris.

ωнαт's σи тнe ιиsιde

{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

Good-natured. WIP

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• running
• climbing
• having his way

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• big-headed cats
• being told what to do
• apprentices

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• deep water
• early retirement
• any marine predators

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• strength
• being stubborn
• clumsiness
• his temper

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• his speed
• stealth
• hunting

fαмιℓy мαттeяs

{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

Warrior from the day he was born. WIP

{.{ m a t e }.}

No commitments as of now. Thunderbrook has never been one to dwell upon love. It is a frivolous affair for him. This tom does not openly seek the company of she-cats, and if he does, it's not in the hope of a relationship. Occasionally, he'll flirt, but it's nothing serious. Currently, he does not desire to be tied down, but if the right she-cat comes along, he might change his views. However, he is the type of cat who only loves once. There will be only one love in his lifetime.

{.{ k i n }.}

Of forgotten heritage.
Icefang } father - deceased
Coralwing } mother - deceased
Baybreeze } sister

{.{ k i t s }.}

None. Kits? Well, he's hardly going to have any at such a young age and without a mate. After all, they don't pop out of holes in the ground. Plus, Thunderbrook isn't exactly their biggest fan.

σuт σf cнαяαcтeя

{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

comrade.
I used to be 'minty', so I am occasionally called that by my friends. :P

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

raidy, commie.
Those are the two that seem to have stuck. I don't care really, so long as it suits me. And nothing rude, please. xD

{.{ o t h e r }.}

Nope

.~. S e α c ℓ α n .~.


♒ { she-cat } . { warrior } . { modest } ♒


ρℓeαsuяe тσ мeeт yσu

{.{ n a m e }.}

Baybreeze. Due to her mother's love for their home along the seashore, she insisted on naming her first-born kit something associated with it. The suffix breeze was awarded to her to represent her casual, light-hearted manner.

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

She-cat. Feminine from her ears to her tail-tip. Even though she may not act like it, at a first glance you would instantly assume Baybreeze to be a she-cat.

{.{ a g e }.}

29 moons. Along with her brother, Baybreeze is one of the youngest warriors in the clan. It is only a few seasons ago that she received her full name, yet it seem like nothing has really changed.

{.{ r a n k }.}

Warrior. Ever since she was a kit, Baybreeze has always desired to be a warrior, nothing else. There was a time once when she leaned towards medicine cat apprentice, but it was a mere phase.

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

Warrior. What cat doesn't want to become deputy, then leader? This feline is not particularly driven by this impulse, but if she was offered the chance, she wouldn't deny it. However, as it is with most she-cats, at the back of her mind lingers a faint desire to be a queen, though she does not realize it.

тнe eye σf тнe вeнσℓdeя

{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Striking. Baybreeze has an air of refined grace about her, demonstrated by the way in which she carries herself. It is enhanced by her slender build. As she is taller than most felines, it appears to suit her lengthy frame. On another cat, it would seem rather scrawny, but she comes across as being willowy instead. However, her build appears a little peculiar, almost resembling a lion or canine of some sort. The reason behind this is her powerful, broad shoulders, which seem out of proportion to her considerably weaker, leaner hind-legs. Her stocky, rounded paws also contribute to this effect. It is easy to notice this outright, as her fur is shorter and sleeker around her quarters and limbs, with slightly longer tufts around her lower body, like clumps of feathers. While her brother's complexion is more radiant, like a forest in full bloom, this feline's is reminiscent of a lovely winter dawn, a mixture of grey, cream and white. The main colour on her pelt is white, which the eye is naturally drawn to during the warmer seasons, as it reflects light. It is more prominent around her chest and underbelly, the fur above taking on a more creamy tint. A pale grey colour, hinting at rose quartz can be seen around her facial features and hindquarters. It isn't quite fully grey, closer to a pale brown. The light taupe markings on her face and legs are known as 'lynx point', closely resembling a mackerel tabby. They seem to fade in and out, growing lighter around her legs. Above her pink nose is a dusting of russet-brown, and the area around her eyes is white. Coming to her eyes, they seem to capture the very essence of the ocean itself. At a distance, they appear a simple blue. Up closer, the exact colour is difficult to pinpoint. Not quite blue, but not quite green. It varies depending on the light, seeming to mirror the changes of the sea's surface. Around the pupil, they appear to have a more teal quality. Then it spreads out into blue, becoming more electric the further out you get. Faint veins of brown also streak haphazardly across the surface. You wouldn't describe Baybreeze as being overly stunning. Yet she will catch your eye, with her fleeting, natural beauty. Oh, yes. This she-cat is never easily forgotten.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Medium. The pelt of Baybreeze varies in length. It is more sleek and thin around her shoulders and hindquarters, then thickens around her torso. From her chest downwards, it comes out in small, fine tufts.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Wolf-like. Baybreeze has a somewhat unusual body structure. Her shoulders and forelegs seem larger, more muscular in contrast to her hindlegs. Consequently, she has weak haunches which hinders her ability in certain tasks, like swimming, for example.

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Aquatic. A myriad of blues and greens, dashed with the occasional hint of brown.

ωнαт's σи тнe ιиsιde

{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

Quaint. WIP

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• sun-bathing
• standing in the ocean's surf
• kits
• genuine toms

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• flirting
• battle-training
• silence

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• bugs
• fire
• darkness

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• running
• jumping
• climbing
• too quick to notice other cat's flaws

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• hunting
• intelligence
• her creativity

fαмιℓy мαттeяs

{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

Your average clan cat. WIP

{.{ m a t e }.}

Single and ready to mingle. Baybreeze isn't on the hunt for a tom. The she-cat hopes to find a mate some day, but would rather it happened over time, rather that as a result of her actions.

{.{ k i n }.}

Of forgotten heritage. See Thunderbrook's.

{.{ k i t s }.}

None. Though she would like to have a litter at some point in the future, Baybreeze would prefer to focus on her warrior duties.

σuт σf cнαяαcтeя

{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

comrade.
I used to be 'minty', so I am occasionally called that by my friends. :P

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

raidy, commie.
Those are the two that seem to have stuck. I don't care really, so long as it suits me. And nothing rude, please. xD

{.{ o t h e r }.}

Nope

[EndlessFallingSnow]

.~. S e α c ℓ α и .~.


♒ { Tsunamistrike } . { Tom } . { Warrior } . { Brave } ♒

ρℓeαsuяe тσ мeeт yσu

{.{ n a m e }.}

Tsunamistrike. He was giving the name because as a kitten he would lash out at cats he didn’t know, coming and going just as fast as a tsunami comes and goes. When he was older and became a warrior he was given the name Tsunamistrike because of the fact that as a kitten he striked out at others.

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

Tsunamistrike

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

Tom

{.{ a g e }.}

14 moons

{.{ r a n k }.}

Warrior

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

Warrior

тнe eye σf тнe вeнσℓdeя

{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Tsunamistrike is a large black tom. He has dark blue eyes and tends to scare people with his large size. Although young he sometimes has moments were he can seem older and wiser which tends to scare him. He had one other litter-mate. Aside from being large and appearing scary he is very gentle and loving with kits, no matter who’s they are. He is a naturally long-haired cat,
with a long fluffy tail.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Black with a white spot on his chest, fairly long

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Muscular and tall, with a long scar running from his side to his flank hidden by his long fur

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

Green

ωнαт's σи тнe ιиsιde

{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

Despite his large size, he is a very brave cat. He tends to be the peace-keeper and keeps his distance from fights. He was raised up to be a killer, but left that life behind him much easier than most would believe. He absolutely adores kits, though has none of his own and is fine with that. Tsunamistrike is not one you would like to be enemies with as in battle he is a fighter, and knows how to injure without killing. Aside from these things he is very kind and ‘lovable’ as some would say.

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• Swimming
• Hunting
• Training

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• Being judged
• Stared at

{.{ f e a r s }.}

•Losing his loved ones

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• Fishing
• Speaking in front of crowds

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• Fighting
• Climbing trees
• Hiding

fαмιℓy мαттeяs

{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

WIP

{.{ m a t e }.}

Searching

{.{ k i n }.}

One sibling, Songkit

{.{ k i t s }.}

None

σuт σf cнαяαcтeя

{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

PaintTheWind

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

Paint

{.{ o t h e r }.}

Thanks! =D

[katniss,]

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