Dawn of a New Era -- Warrior Cats RP -OPEN- Semi-Lit

[MattedCrow]

Username
MelJoInu-Chan
Warrior Name
Icepaw -> Icetooth
Clan
CliffClan
Rank
Apprentice
Gender
Male/XY/Tom
Reference Picture

Pyshical Description
Pure white fur was what coated this young tom. His pawpads were as hard as rock, worn against the mountain-terrian that he grew up on. Pale yellow eyes shined like the moon, but the only emotions that ever showed in them were always so cold and cruel. With a heavy build, this boy was made for fighting, he was basically a tank, strong muscular legs with white thorn sharp claws. Though due to his strong build, the boy was also heavier, making him a bit slower in speed then the rest and having a slightly more difficult time stalking.
Personality
The prefix of Ice really fit this tom in more ways then one. An ice cold heart was what this boy carried. He was always cruel to his littermates and to the other kits in the nursery when he was a kit. A cold heart like ice might be able to be thawed though by a firey love. Despite his icey heart, the young tom is always loyal to his Clan, but maybe too loyal, as he was basically ready to kill for it.
History
Born to the now late Snowpatch and Rockstar, at that time, Rockfall, Icekit was named for his snow white fur that shined like the ice beside him. He was born into a litter of five kits total, Icekit, Gravelkit, Pebblekit, Stormkit, and the only she-kit, whom was the smallest and weakest, Fogkit. A few days after being born, Fogkit fell sick and then shortly after died. Cats thought that Pebblekit, being next smallest would be next, but no, the tom who was just as big as Icekit was, Stormkit died next, dying a few days after Fogkit. After that, it was thought that the rest of the litter would die off too, but no, the remaining three toms held strong. Icekit took up the task of toughening his smaller brothers into his own paws upon his father gaining the title of leader when they were three moons old.
One-line Description
Icepaw - A large white tom with pale yellow eyes.
Sample RP Post
I'm the owner of the RP. :> Also. Auto-accepted.

[Velleity]

Username
RainInHerEyes
Warrior Name
Fawnstep
Clan
LillyClan
Rank
Warrior
Gender
She-cat
Reference Picture
http://www.freewebs.com/orangestar13/Honeypaw.jpg
Pyshical Description
Strong and lean but quite small and lithe. She is a beautiful fawn color, hence the name.
Personality
Funny, open minded, compassionate, and sweet. She also gets atached to things easily.
History
Her mother was a kittypet and her father was a medicene cat. They abandoned her for shame of being an abberation and LilyClan adopted her.
One-line Description
Fawn colored lynx tabby point she-cat with peircing blue eyes.
Sample RP Post
Passionsong slowly crept up on the mouse, her stomach touching the ground, she held her breath. She sprang, claws unshealthed and pounced on the mouse, killing it with a bit to the back.

[flamestar1315]

(ok editted it. Sorry my brain was half on autopilot)

[MattedCrow]

(Flame, Accepted. And Rain, Passion- is not an acceptable prefix, as it is an emotion. The one-liner description should be like what you find in the beginning of the books, and the psychical description should description not just your cats build, but also what your cats fur looks like. {Which according to the picture, is a lynx (tabby) point} The personality should be expanded into full sentences, as with the psychical. Might I suggest Fawn- or Sand- for a prefix? Like Fawnspring, Fawnstep, Fawnleap, Fawntail, Fawnmask, Sandfur, Sandstep, Sandfoot, Sandwhisker. Or if you want a prefix by eye color, Lakeshine, Lake-eyes, Skyleap, Skyeyes, Skywatcher, Blue-eyes.)

[horchata]

Username
KitKat_2008

Warrior Name
Stormpaw --- Stormblaze*

Clan
StreamClan

Rank
Apprentice

Gender
Male

Reference Picture
http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae12 ... nstar2.jpg

Pyshical Description
He is lightish-dark grey with light and dark stripes running throughout his fur. He has a white chest and muzzle, with white on his legs and stomach and other various places. His fur is in between short and medium and his tail is very thick, lighter then the rest of his body, but it has a thick dark line alonng the top of his tail, and his hind leg stripes are very dar, and well as his frong leg stripes on his elbows. He has medium-sized ears with accurate hearing. He doesn't have stripes on his face but he has them in between his ears. He has considerably long-ish legs, sea blue eyes and long claws.

Personality
He is nice and outgoing, gentle and friendly, but he always anticipates a fight and will die for his clan.

History
He was born in StreamClan

One-line Description
Stormpaw is a light-dark grey tabby tom with black markings and dark blue eyes.

Sample RP Post
Stormpaw's deep-blue eyes flitted around camp, surveying his surroundings and briefly eying the fresh-kill pile, before quickly rasping his tounge over his pelt. He procceded to groom the rest of his body, and when he was finished he looked up. He approached the fresh-kill pile and dragged off a tasty-looking plump vole. He took it a little bit away and bit into it hungrily, savouring its delicious taste. He polished it off quickly then stood up and padded over to the warriors den. Yay, he thought gloomily. Time to clean the elders bedding! He raced over to the fresh-kill pile and, with struggle, picked up a rabbit the size of a four-moon-old kit and took it to the Elder's den.

*Can he be the prophecy cat?

[MattedCrow]

(Accepted and depending on what the prophecy is, yes.)

[horchata]

(Oh, man... I forgot to delete that bit! XD The wonders of Copy and Paste....)

[Velleity]

(( Edited. Better? ))

[MattedCrow]

(Ok Accepted)

[MattedCrow]

FieldClan

Frostwing padded into the camp, the sun reflecting off of her white fur the same way it would off of the freshly fallen snow that was all around them. In her jaws hung a limp rabbit, one of the unlucky ones whom had not yet returned to their burrows for the snowfall. The snow white she-cat did well hunting during Leafbare due to her snow white pelt, and her eyes that just looked like a flash of grass in the snow at first. Placing her kill in the freshkill pile, Frostwing padded over to an area of the camp that was covered by one of the few trees that were in the territory so that she wouldn't have to lay down in the snow. She then begun to groom herself quietly.

Shadowstalker emerged from the nursery, a few spare scraps of moss and twigs off of his shineless black pelt. The tom had just finished patching up some holes in the barrier of the nursery to fix a draft that was in there. Didn't want any kits getting sick in this weather now, did we? Seeing that it was still snowing, the golden eyed tom grumbled. Due to his completely black fur, he had the toughest time hunting in the snow, not to mention the fact that he wasn't the most graceful hunter to begin with.

CliffClan

Sootpaw padded out of the apprentice den and smiled cheerfully to find snow covering the ground. Not looking out where she was going, the girl managed to stumble across a patch of ice, and loose her footing, causing her to slide a few tail-lengths across the rocky floor of the camp.

Rockstar despised the snow and ice that happened around Leafbare. It made the already lacking prey on the mountain even more lacking. Feeling something bump into him, the pale gray tabby tom looked down to see nobody other then the local annoyance of an apprentice that was always getting in trouble it seemed, or going missing or something, Sootpaw. Glaring at the gray striped tawny she-cat, Rockstar meowed in his gravely baritone voice, "Stop playing around on the ice and get to work, or else we might just have to start calling you Sootkit again, Sootpaw."

StreamClan

Flame-eye looked around the camp, the stream that cut through camp was covered with a small layer of ice, which could easily spell danger for any kits in camp. If enough weight was put on the ice, it would easily break. Snow was still falling and landing on her pelt it looked like the oddest thing ever, snow on fire. Her fire colored eyes would look over at the freshkill pile and the girl sighed, she would probably have to go out hunting soon.

LilyClan

Hazelpaw padded out of the medicine cat den, his short cream fur smelling like various different herbs and moss still clinging to it. Looking around, he realized that it was snowing. Grumbling the boy thought to himself, Great. Now just watch, the number of cats in the medicine cat den are going to ever so slowly increase. Padding over to the freshkill pile, the young tom pulled out a mouse and padded over to the flower patch where the apprentices normally at.