GhostClan (Always Accepting!) V.1

[Ravioli Heichou]

Echostrike
I heaved in a massive effort and ripped the rouge off of Ghoststar. I felt his blood slick on my fur and I yowled in outrage, kicking him across the clearing.

[cryologic.]

Sparrowpool relaxed slightly as he saw Echostrike jump in. He ran up to them to see how bad the injuries were.

[.:Whimsical.Ghosts:.]

Username: Demented Muffin
Cat name: Splotch
Rank: Kittypet
Personality: Brave, Fierce, Kind
Kin: Dead
History: Splotch is a fierce kittypet that is an ally to Ghostclan. She is willing to help them whenever they need her.
Age: 14 Moons
Other: She might join Ghostclan

[anathema]

Cat Form
Username: unbroken
Cat’s Name: Spiderwhisker
Rank: Warrior
Description: A tall, broad—shouldered dark brown tomcat with deep amber eyes and a bushy tail.
Personality: Quiet, mysterious, dark and cold. He is a listener rather then a speaker, which comes to his advantage.
Kin: Unknown; deceased.
History: He was born into a Clan named LeafClan and fled after becoming a warrior. He then joined GhostClan.
Age: 28 moons.
Other: None.

[Ravioli Heichou]

Both accepted, thank you! c: --

[.:Whimsical.Ghosts:.]

(Thanks :3)
(Splotch is open, I'm gonna make her be padding around the forest.)

[consumptivefawn]

(Sorry I didn't post, I was reading a book!)

Zander
Sighing, the black cat rolled his eyes, ignoring his wounds. "I wanted to join you, foxdung!" He took a swipe at each cat's eye and left.

Zombiescar
Unknowingly, the she-cat sighed and walked into the clearing Echostrike was in.
"Uh what happened? Are you guys gonna become zombies or ghosts? Even the rare case of a skeleton?"

[Ravioli Heichou]

Okay, Echostrike, Ghoststar, and Sparrowpool are fighting a loner named Zander and lol--

Echostrike
"If you want to join don't attack my leader you insult to nature!" I snarled after him, sheathing my claws.

[.:Whimsical.Ghosts:.]

Splotch-
She saw Zander and padded over to him "Are you new in the clan?" She asked in curiosity.

[anathema]

Spiderwhisker quietly ate a thrush in camp. He waited for a cat to come up to him like they always did, and beginning babbling some ridiculous story as he polished off his meal. He would then repeat these little tales to his companions; getting rumors spread about camp for his own amusement.