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

[Jekka]

Accepted, once I get onto my computer we can begin.

[scavenger.]

i wanna scream, and shout, and let it all out.

| b l u e p a w | - | t e n m o o n s | - | the " b u b b l y ". |

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tell us about yourself.
but not too much.

And in the winter night
sky ships are sailing,
Looking down on these
bright blue city lights.

"oh, i'm bluepaw! what's your name?" bluepaw was named for her rather peculiar blue-tinged pelt. she longs to be called bluesplash, bluewater or her favourite, bluehaze. at the moment, bluepaw is training to become a warrior, but if an apprentice for now. she has no other desire but to grow up to be a hardy warrior. if you hadn't realised before, bluepaw is a girl, a she-cat, female, lady, whatever floats your boat. she is ten moons old.

why don't we take
a look at you.

His crown lit up the way
as we moved slowly
Pass the wondering eyes
of the ones that were left behind.

"oh, sure! can i look at you? you look funny!" taking after her mother, bluepaw is a small, delicate female, but has a fair bit of strength due to her father. her coat is a soft blue-grey, the colour of a stone, washed over with ocean water. her chin is a soft grey, like a small pebble, that runs down her neck, and onto her belly. this is also her base colour. her eyes are an unusual yet vibrant and striking blue, that are always bright and cheerful, as is she.

lets dig a little
bit deeper.

Howling ghost they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.

"oh oh! i can answer that! i'm a little bubbly, and a bit curious too!" if you didn't know before, bluepaw is an extremely happy cat. shye can find something positive in everything, and always looks at the glass as half full. she is very bubbly and cheerful, lighting up the clan whenever she's around. she has a positive aspect to life, taking everything in her stride. she can get distracted very easily, but if she puts her mind to it, she can achieve anything. if something bad happens, she'll try her best to ignore it, laugh it off, but everyone can see that she is breaking down. she can be very dependent, and always needs somebody to be there for her.
bluekit was brought into the world with her sister and brother, born into emberclan. she and her kitmates grew up well; they had the support of both parents to help them on their way, a privelige that some cats never had the opportunity to have. being full-blood clan cats, they are well-accustomed to clan life. sadly, the day before bluekit and her siblings' naming ceremony, a couple of desperate wolves raided the pack, taking away with them the lives of both parents. the three kits were devastated, and weren't ready to become apprentices the next day. so, an old queen took them in, and at seven moons, they were no longer kits, but bluepaw, deerpaw, and swanpaw. even though their training started a moon after it usually happens, their clan-born roots make it more likely that the three of them will be made warriors when the other apprentices do, not late.

gettin' down to
the knitty gritty

And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're the king and I'm a lionheart.

"love? psh, i'm only young, i don't need to worry about that!" bluepaw's family originally lived in emberclan. her mother, a small, fluffy grey she-cat with small grey flecks all across her pelt, fell in love with the tall, muscular mouse grey tabby tom with strange blue eyes not at all fitting with his pelt. greyspeckle and oceaneye gave birth to three beautiful kits; bluekit, deerkit, and swankit. and so, bluepaw grew up with all of her family, until she became an apprentice. the day before the naming ceremony, a few desperate wolves invaded the pack, taking both of her parent's lives. the kits were all devastated, but a queen took them in on the last day, and their ceremony was not held for another moon.
bluepaw currently has no crush, and is much too young for a mate at this time. this also means she has no kits.

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[center][color=#80BFFF]. b l u e p a w .[/color]
[size=85][color=#4b9cdb]. no crush . mood . mentor: branchfrost . tags: here .[/color]
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god bless the broken road,
that lead me straight to you.

| d e e r p a w | - | t e n m o o n s | - | the " w i s e ". |

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tell us about yourself.
but not too much.

And in the winter night
sky ships are sailing,
Looking down on these
bright blue city lights.

"the name is deerpaw. pleasure to meet you." deerpaw's name was well-chosen by his mother, who could tell from birth that he would be as noble and as wise as a stag, so deerkit was the perfect name. deerpaw wishes to become leader, and be named deerstar, but would be perfectly happy serving his clan as a warrior. the tom has always adored the sound of the name deerheart, but also likes deerstride, deerfoot, and deerstep. he may want to be the leader or a warrior, but right now, he is simply an apprentice; he is ten moons old, so only has two moons before achieving his warrior name, whatever it may be.

why don't we take
a look at you.

His crown lit up the way
as we moved slowly
Pass the wondering eyes
of the ones that were left behind.

"if you must, although that is a peculiar question..." more like his father than his mother, deerpaw is a big, burly tom - even for his age. technically, he isn't too big, but his thick fur makes him appear twice his real size. his pelt is long and fluffy, but is a pain to keep neat and tidy, just how the clean freak likes it. his coat is decieved as a simple, boring brown, but is much more than that. the base colour is a caramel brown, but this colour is heavily hidden with flecks of bark brown, mouse grey, black tabby stripes, and white, which make him a nice looking tabby. the only time you see his caramel base is on his nose, which is almost like rudolph's. his eyes are a calm, knowing pale green.

lets dig a little
bit deeper.

Howling ghost they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.

"i'm not sure how much you'll find in there, but good luck." deerpaw is a cat of few words. he tends to not need to speak, as in his opinion, a picture is worth a thousand words. he is not anti-social, nor is he shy, but he prefers actions to words. he is a large tom for his age, and being large also makes him seem bigger and stronger than other around him, making him seem more powerful. and its true; deerpaw enjoys authority over others. he is a calm tom - most of the time. he is a cat that is rare to panic, but can get worked up easily, and when he gets worked up, he can be extremely edgy, and will have a bad attitude to others, even the ones that try to be nice to him. but otherwise, he has a positive attitude to all clan life, and will take everything in his stride. he loves to work hard, and is up for any challenge. he is very protective over his two sisters, and would risk his life to make sure that they were safe and sound. deerpaw is very well-mannered, and always listens, barely ever disagreeing or arguing; he wasn't brought up to talk back. he is a smart tom; since he always listens, he can use his knowledge to his advantage. overall, deerpaw is a calm, witty tom that is protective and caring, but when is worked up his attitude can change.
deerkit was brought into the world with his two sisters, born into emberclan. he and his kitmates grew up well; they had the support of both parents to help them on their way, a privelige that some cats never had the opportunity to have. being full-blood clan cats, they are well-accustomed to clan life. sadly, the day before deerkit and his siblings' naming ceremony, a couple of desperate wolves raided the pack, taking away with them the lives of both parents. the three kits were devastated, and weren't ready to become apprentices the next day. so, an old queen took them in, and at seven moons, they were no longer kits, but deerpaw, bluepaw, and swanpaw. even though their training started a moon after it usually happens, their clan-born roots make it more likely that the three of them will be made warriors when the other apprentices do, not late.

gettin' down to
the knitty gritty

And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're the king and I'm a lionheart.

"you're asking me about love? are you mouse-brained?" deerpaw's family originally lived in emberclan. his mother, a small grey she-cat with small grey flecks all across her pelt, fell in love with the tall, muscular mottled tabby tom with strange blue eyes not at all fitting with his pelt. greyspeckle and oceaneye gave birth to three beautiful kits; deerkit, bluekit, and swankit. and so, deerpaw grew up with all of his family, until he became an apprentice. the day before the naming ceremony, a few desperate wolves invaded the pack, taking both of his parent's lives. the kits were all devastated, but a queen took them in on the last day, and their ceremony was not held for another moon.
deerpaw had formed a slight crush on foxpaw, but hasn't admitted it to anybody. he is much too young for a mate at this time. this also means he has no kits.

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[size=85][color=#bda384]. foxpaw is his crush . mood . mentor: cougarstrike . tags: here .[/color]
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raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
bright copper kettles and warm wollen mittens.

| s w a n p a w | - | t e n m o o n s | - | the " g e n t l e ". |

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tell us about yourself.
but not too much.

And in the winter night
sky ships are sailing,
Looking down on these
bright blue city lights.

"i am swanpaw. pleasure to meet you." swanpaw's name was rightfully chosen because of her swan-like coat; soft, down-feather like fur, that is also pure white. when she is older, swanpaw would like to be swanfeather or swanwing; basically, anything to do with her prefix. at the moment, swanpaw is an apprentice; she was originally going to be a medicine cat apprentice, but starclan changed their mind and she became a normal apprentice, training to become a warrior. if it wasn't clear already, swanpaw is a she-cat, and is the same age as as her siblings; ten moons.

why don't we take
a look at you.

His crown lit up the way
as we moved slowly
Pass the wondering eyes
of the ones that were left behind.

"if you must, i guess... it is rather strange, though..." swanpaw is simple to sum up, coat wise anyway. white. that is all her pelt is, simply the colour of white, the colour of the clouds, the swans she was named after... white. although, her pelt is more creamier, but this doesn't change the fact that it is extremely unmanageable. she always wakes up earlier in the morning to get rid of the hasty tangles and burrs, that always find a way to entangle themselves into her pelt. being white, it also gets dirty easily. leading after her father, swanpaw's coat is long and lushious, another problem when it gets knotted and matted. her pelt is extremely soft, though, like a sheep, or a possum. her body, however, takes after her mother; she is a fairly small cat, but her thick pelt makes her seem bigger. her eyes are a soft, pale blue.

lets dig a little
bit deeper.

Howling ghost they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.

"another odd question... very well then." swanpaw is a very gentle she-cat, with a love for the life around her. she is obsessed with nature, and just loves to be around it. in fact, she feels bad when she kills her prey, and thanks starclan extra when she does. which leads onto another thing; her manners. like her brother, she is very well-mannered; she thinks before she acts, always listens, does everything she is told, and if she wants to argue or retort, she will quickly bite it back. swanpaw is very sweet, and even a bit shy. the small she-cat prefers the company of the forest, or her friends or family, rather than anyone else. she is always helpful, and even if she doesn't want to do something, she will do it. swanpaw has good intentions, tries her best at everything, and is sweeter than honey.

gettin' down to
the knitty gritty

And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're the king and I'm a lionheart.

"i love my friends and family, but other than that, you won't get anything out of me." swanpaw's family originally lived in emberclan. her mother, a small grey she-cat with small grey flecks all across her pelt, fell in love with the tall, muscular mottled tabby tom with strange blue eyes not at all fitting with his pelt. greyspeckle and oceaneye gave birth to three beautiful kits; swankit, bluekit, and deerkit. and so, swanpaw grew up with all of her family, until she became an apprentice. the day before the naming ceremony, a few desperate wolves invaded the pack, taking both of her parent's lives. the kits were all devastated, but a queen took them in on the last day, and their ceremony was not held for another moon.
swanpaw has a small crush on lionpaw, but hasn't told anyone as she doesn't know if she does or not, and is much too young for a mate at this time. this also means she has no kits.

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[Uncle Scarf]

bump. c:

[Sorrelfur]

~Reserve med. cat apprentice. please, I will make the form soon!~

[Jekka]

Will add cats then I promise I'll start, sorry I've been busy with singing auditions and practice, then also Spotlight Dance practice, Archery and swimming... So, if you get the gist, I've been a little busy x

[Jekka]

@Scavenger. - I don't know if you're in the process of it, but you need to make another male because you currently have two females and only one male. Thank you x

@Sorrelfur, medicine cat apprentice has already been applied for, I just didn't have the time to add it. Sorry x

[Call Me Hero]

ｎａｍｅ；；
Simplepaw
ａｇｅ；；
7 moons
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ；；
Male
ｒａｎｋ；；
Apprentice

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ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ；；
Simplepaw is... well, not so simple. He is not one to always be predictable and easy to judge. He is high in energy and has a habit of asking many questions at once and bugging you until they are all answered. He is a curiousest little cat who doesn't seem to be able to shut nor judge a situation quickly and correctly as he always seems to go with his first impulse, which eventually leads to trouble. Other than that he loves to have fun and is always moving.
ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ；；
Sear was born to a set of kittypets whom lived with a rather rough family. When he was only 4 moons old the twolegs wrapped him up in a paper bag and left him out in the woods to die, which is where two warriors of Emberclan found him, hence his new name, Simplekit, for how he just seemed to simply show up. Taking the young one into the clan he was raised by a queen named Snowfall who was as white as he. He was a trouble maker, even as a kit. He never seemed to be able to stay out of a sticky situation for more than a few hours until he found something new to chase. The day before Simplekit's apprentice ceremony Snowfall went out to hunt for the first time since her litter and didn't come back. The next morning a warrior returned to the clan, dragging the white shecat's body with him. Snowfall had been attacked by a badger and didn't make it out. Simplepaw threw himself into his trained for several days until his grief finally caught up with him. For awhile he seemed unapproachable but soon he learned to cope with his loss and became the loving little guy he was before.

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ｋｉｎ；；
mother | dead
father | unknown
ｃｒｕｓｈ；；
Information not available.
ｍａｔｅ；；
Information not available.

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ｎａｍｅ；；
Flareheart
ａｇｅ；；
29 moons
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ；；
Female
ｒａｎｋ；；
Warrior

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ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ；；
Flareheart is an outgoing, go getter with a strive to be the best. She's motivated, protective, helpful, and willing to try and help in anyway she can. Flareheart can normally be found out hunting or patrolling the territory. She does also have a tendency to be slightly violent and over protective.
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Flareheart was born in to the clan of a kind mother named Waterwhisper and a strict father named Stoneheart. Flareheart and her brother were born rather late in their parent’s lives, the couple not being able to conceive until well into Waterwhisper’s 30th moon. They were the only two kits born to the litter and were doted upon by their mother, though their father really had no interest in them as he had stopped loving Waterwhisper long before they were born. They grew up knowing that their father had no want of them but their mother certainly made up for it, caring for them and always being in the shadows. She grew to be rather over protective of her duo, always trying to dictate when they went, who they played with, and even going as far to try and ensure that one of them got her as a mentor, though the leader would have none of it, he had seen how she acted with her kits and knew well that if she were to be their mentor they would never learn correctly. So began the process of detaching Waterwhisper from Flareheart and Twilightsoul.
As the two grew into young apprentices they began to see just how much their mother ruled over their lives and began to cringe from her iron grasp on them. Finally when the two were 10 moons old Twilightsoul had had enough and confronted their mother on her behavior, letting her know that they were no longer little kits who needed to be cuddled and sheltered, that they were old enough to make their own mistakes and choices and that she needed to let them live on their own accord. Even though it near broke the mother’s heart she just nodded as the meaning of her son’s sharp word sank in. After that the young duo began to enjoy their new found freedom that came with the slacking off of their mother. They were finally able to choose their own friends and Flarepaw fell in love.
His name was Shadowpelt, a newly named warrior who had been known to be violent at times. She fell hard for him, bending her will to his beck and call until he died of a fox attack that she was witness to. Heartbroken and depressed Flareheart developed a paralyzing fear of foxs and relyed on her brother to keep her going. After several moons the young warrior began to recover from her trauma though she still has her fear of the fox.


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ｋｉｎ；；
mother | Alive | Waterwhisper | Elder
father | Alive | Stoneheart | Elder
ｃｒｕｓｈ；；
Information not available.
ｍａｔｅ；；
Information not available.

[Jekka]

@CrimsonDevotion - Before you join, read the rules.

[Call Me Hero]

@CrimsonDevotion - Before you join, read the rules.

I have. Her Name will make since once you see her history.}}

[Jekka]

{ I'm sure it will, but there are two other rules I can't see you've read.