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[Zarina]

Pet's name: Leafpool
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Leafsong

ＮＡＭＥ/ＦＵＴＵＲＥ ＮＡＭＥ（Ｓ）:

N/A

ＡＧＥ:

29 moons

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:

She-cat

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ:

pretty clever, she's kind, brave but she can be short-tempered and cold-hearted. But in all she means well, she does what she has to for her clan, even if she had to die. She doesn't like kitty-pets or out-siders, but if they show promise as a clan cat, she will welcome them with open paws. very persuasive.

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ:

She was born in Snowclan, to a she-cat named Frostpool, and a tom named, Oakscar. Her brother's name was Pinekit, now Pinefall. They had a normal kit-hood, they both had very good apprentice-ships. Then not long after they became warriors, their parents disappeared.

ＣＲＵＳＨ:

Crowstar

ＲＡＮＫ:

Warrior

ＯＴＨＥＲ:

Nope

Pet's name: pinefur
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Pinefall

ＮＡＭＥ/ＦＵＴＵＲＥ ＮＡＭＥ（Ｓ）:

None

ＡＧＥ:

29 moons

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:

Tom

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ:

Serious but often friendly, can find it hard to forgive, He rarely talks and when he does it usually some snappy and harsh come backs.

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ:

He was born to Frostpool and Oakscar, next to his sister Leafkit. Normal until, they became warriors, then their parents disappeared.

ＣＲＵＳＨ:

Lunarsong

ＲＡＮＫ:

Warrior

ＯＴＨＥＲ:

Nope

[jesse mccree.]

Gentlesong

ＮＡＭＥ/ＦＵＴＵＲＥ ＮＡＭＥ（Ｓ）:

"I have none of course!"

ＡＧＥ:

"30 moons."

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:

"Mousebrain! I'm obviously a she-cat for StarClan's sake."

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ:

Gentlesong is a very calm and cheerful cat. Though, she can act a little stressed and cranky. She loves her sister, Firesoul and would do anything to protect her. When she meets new friends, she can be very shy and quirky.

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ:

"Should I really tell you? Well, let's just say... It's very complicated and sad and I don't want to relive it so please. Move on to something else."

ＣＲＵＳＨ:

"Can you keep a secret? Well, I kinda like Crowstar. He's very great, though I think he can be very nice and kind to everyone. I just really respect him."

ＲＡＮＫ:

"I'm happy to be a warrior of this wonderful clan, SnowClan!"

ＯＴＨＥＲ:

She wishes to one day be a queen and get over her terrible past.

Firesoul

ＮＡＭＥ/ＦＵＴＵＲＥ ＮＡＭＥ（Ｓ）:

"I love my name that I was given."

ＡＧＥ:

"I'm 40 moons."

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:

"A she-cat... I'm not offended that you asked. I'm proud to be a she-cat."

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ:

Firesoul is a very quiet cat who has a very close relationship with StarClan. Her loyalty is strong and her knowledge with herbs is excellent, considering her place as a medicine cat. Although she is older, Gentlesong feels as if she can protect her and she never argues about that. Her annoyance is hidden with gratitude and happiness that her sister cares for her.

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ:

"I do not like to say, but since you asked, I shall tell. My sister and I, named as Fire and Smokey, lived on the edge of SnowClan's camp and survived the harsh winters, protecting our family who were thin and ill. One day, a fox came to where we stayed and attacked us. I fought hard, but they inflicted wounds as you can see and hurt my sister and everyone. It got hold of one of the kits and killed it. Next, our mother. Then our other siblings. I thought we were done for when a patrol of cats came and scared it away. They took us to shelter and we stayed to be apprentices. I was soon taking lessons as a medicine cat and I truly believed in StarClan. We lived here since then and I became medicine cat."

ＣＲＵＳＨ:

"It's forbidden, but I have a small crush on Frostbite."

ＲＡＮＫ:

"Medicine cat, of course."

ＯＴＨＥＲ:

Firesoul had a secret, not even Gentlesong knows. It will be revealed...

[darnet.garnet]

Goosepaw

ＮＡＭＥ/ＦＵＴＵＲＥ ＮＡＭＥ（Ｓ）:

Goosepaw

ＡＧＥ:

10 Moons

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:

Female

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ:

A sweet and caring apprentice. She likes to help in any way, but she can be rude, sassy, and annoying if she wants to.

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ:

Born into the clan.

ＣＲＵＳＨ:

Open

ＲＡＮＫ:

Apprentice

ＯＴＨＥＲ:

Nuthin

[Mango Tart]

❆ Frostbite
❆ Tom
❆ 29 moons
❆Warrior
❆Brother of Moonbeam

Frostbite reluctantly opened one of his ice blue eyes and yawned, wearily raising his head off his paws with a yawn. He glanced around the warrior den, spotting a couple of his sleeping clan mates before his eyes passed over his resting sister. He smiled at the sight of her sleeping soundly in her nest, her flanks rising and falling with each breath. Frostbite found himself looking at her every morning, making sure she was still safe, warm and alive like he had 22 moons before when they were both fragile kits. Frostbite shook his head, it was ridiculous. Moonbeam was a full grown warrior who could take care of herself. Old enough for a mate and kits. A new family. Frostbite sighed and stood to his paws,"She doesn't need me anymore." He mumbled to himself everyday but it never sunk in. He slicked out of the warrior den and a scanned the camp quickly, taking it all in. Frostbite lay himself beneath one of the snow covered trees and watched as the camp slowly became alive as his clan mates made their ways out of their nests. Suddenly, cold spread from his head down to his tail and he let out a small yowl. He glared up at his sister who must have sneaked out and decided to drop snow on his head. "Hey!"

❅Moonbeam
❅She-cat
❅25 moons
❅Warrior
❅Sister of Frostbite

Moonbeam rolled over in her sleep, her tail twitching and her paws had small slights of movement. She woke with a start and glanced around wildly just in time to see Frostbite's tail disappear outside the entrance. Moonbeam knew it was her brother. They were the only ones with a dark tabby pelt. Moonbeam smiled and stretched, opening her mouth and yawned, her sharp teeth sparkled. She glanced around one last time with her ice blue eyes and shook her pelt before exiting the warrior den. She gave a happy sigh and began to climb the tree and began grooming on the branch above her brother. She grinned silently down at him and ever so silently. With her tail she pushed the snow off the branch, right onto her brother's unsuspecting head. "Hey!" She laughed back and continued grooming herself, giggling quitely to herself.

[m a r i e]

Spiritpaw

ＮＡＭＥ/ＦＵＴＵＲＥ ＮＡＭＥ（Ｓ）:

"I-I think I'll be named Spiritbear once i'm older."

ＡＧＥ:

"Um, ten moons."

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:

"I'm a tom... No, it's okay! I-I'm mistaken a lot..."

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ:

Spiritpaw is a sweet little cat with a rather wiry build who would rather share tongues than participate in battle. It wasn't that he didn't want to do those things, but he didn't care for the jobs, either. Every pang of guilt hits him hard in the abdomen for ever strike he makes, every hare he kills, he just can't really bare it, so he tries to make up excuses to get himself out of working. He understands it's terribly selfish, but he can't help it. Aside from that, he loves to socialize and compliment others, but tends to shy away if it is a rowdy cat, is aggressive, or is complimenting him. He doesn't think he's really that special, after all...

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ:

Spiritpaw has a rough history of multiple serious illnesses that took a tole on his body when he was a kit, but managed to survive and recover enough from before. What a shock, too, most didn't think he was going to live any more than a few more hours.

ＣＲＵＳＨ:

"H-Huh? I'm not very comfortable with, well, this topic...!"

ＲＡＮＫ:

"Just an apprentice."

ＯＴＨＥＲ:

[based off of both joshua from trauma team and nitori from hourou musuko. both cuties.]
[theme: trauma team ost - rosalina's g.u.i.l.t.[/list]

[bramble;]

Mistpaw

ＮＡＭＥ/ＦＵＴＵＲＥ ＮＡＭＥ（Ｓ）:

"Well, er... Someday, I hope to become either Mistfur, Mistpekt, or Mistsong."

ＡＧＥ:

"I just recently turned ten moons.."

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:

"I really hope that you realised I'm a she-cat..."

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ:

"Erm..." Mistpaw really is a very quiet, calm, and collected little cat who just doesn't have the build or the personality for fighting. She's dainty and elegant, always holding herself with the right poise, and she's extremely polite no matter how rude other cats might be to her. No cat has ever witnessed Mistpaw lose her temper, since she is very patient, and maybe she never will. A shy cat, she tends to keep to herself and only really confides in her mother of sorts, Lunarsong.

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ:

Mistpaw's mother died during child-birth, and her father was never identified; it's suspected he was from another clan. Lunarsong, who had been a close friend of Mistfoot, Mistpaw's mother, took in the newborn kit and looked after her as she would her own kit,

ＣＲＵＳＨ:

"Ooh, I... I can't tell you that."

ＲＡＮＫ:

"I'm just an apprentice..."

ＯＴＨＥＲ:

[bramble;]

Anyone open for my two cats to talk to? (Lunarsong and Mistpaw)

[Mango Tart]

(Both of mine are)

❆ Frostbite
❆ Tom
❆ 29 moons
❆Warrior
❆Brother of Moonbeam

Frostbite reluctantly opened one of his ice blue eyes and yawned, wearily raising his head off his paws with a yawn. He glanced around the warrior den, spotting a couple of his sleeping clan mates before his eyes passed over his resting sister. He smiled at the sight of her sleeping soundly in her nest, her flanks rising and falling with each breath. Frostbite found himself looking at her every morning, making sure she was still safe, warm and alive like he had 22 moons before when they were both fragile kits. Frostbite shook his head, it was ridiculous. Moonbeam was a full grown warrior who could take care of herself. Old enough for a mate and kits. A new family. Frostbite sighed and stood to his paws,"She doesn't need me anymore." He mumbled to himself everyday but it never sunk in. He slicked out of the warrior den and a scanned the camp quickly, taking it all in. Frostbite lay himself beneath one of the snow covered trees and watched as the camp slowly became alive as his clan mates made their ways out of their nests. Suddenly, cold spread from his head down to his tail and he let out a small yowl. He glared up at his sister who must have sneaked out and decided to drop snow on his head. "Hey!"

❅Moonbeam
❅She-cat
❅25 moons
❅Warrior
❅Sister of Frostbite

Moonbeam rolled over in her sleep, her tail twitching and her paws had small slights of movement. She woke with a start and glanced around wildly just in time to see Frostbite's tail disappear outside the entrance. Moonbeam knew it was her brother. They were the only ones with a dark tabby pelt. Moonbeam smiled and stretched, opening her mouth and yawned, her sharp teeth sparkled. She glanced around one last time with her ice blue eyes and shook her pelt before exiting the warrior den. She gave a happy sigh and began to climb the tree and began grooming on the branch above her brother. She grinned silently down at him and ever so silently. With her tail she pushed the snow off the branch, right onto her brother's unsuspecting head. "Hey!" She laughed back and continued grooming herself, giggling quitely to herself.

[bramble;]

Deciding that she was bored of observing her fellow cats, Lunarsong stood up and shook off a few flakes of snow that had landed on her silvery pelt. Looking around, her gaze fell on a cat she recognised, Frostbite; she trotted over, head tilted, eyes glinting in amusement.
"You know, you have a little something on your head," She mewed teasingly.

[Mango Tart]

❆ Frostbite
❆ Tom
❆ 29 moons
❆Warrior
❆Brother of Moonbeam

Frostbite shook his head quickly and the snow crumpled onto the ground.
"Yes... I was aware of the frozen water upon my head, unfortunately someone finds it much more amusing than I do." Frostbite glanced up at his sister who was giggling like crazy on her branch.
"If only my sibling here would understand that dropping snow on cats heads isn't very good of her..."

❅Moonbeam
❅She-cat
❅25 moons
❅Warrior
❅Sister of Frostbite

Moonbeam watched them from the branch and suddenly went into a giggling spree that she couldn't break free from.