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[wilbur.]

(Sorry this took so long xI I;ve been busy)
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This cat's name is Ravencall. He is a warrior of Fallclan. He has gotten used to this clans way's and is very helpful in various situations. He is well built and is full of speed. His black pelt helps him blend with the shadow's his yellow eyes have hues of different shades of green in them, which makes him easy to see in the dark. They seem to glow like stars. Ravencall seems to have a long tail he uses to confuse his enemies in battle. Ravencall is a nice tom with a kind personality. He can take good care of kits if he ever has any and ever gets a mate. Ravencall may seem kind to his clan-mates but that can change in a heartbeat in battle. He has sharp claws that can tear through flesh easily, though he usualy only wounds and never kill's unless he has to. Ravencall is currently looking for a mate and he is the age of 30 Moons.

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Ravencall was born as a loner, his father was a Kittypet named Ridge and his mother was a loner named Tangle. Before he joined the clan his name was Raven. That's how he got the prefix 'Raven' in his name. His father was a grey tabby with blue eyes and his mother was a white she-cat with yellow eyes. Ravencall was born in a tiped over two-leg silver boulder that was empty in an old ally. About two moons after he was born, his father died protecting Tangle and Ravencall from a dog, the dog got scratched on the nose then wounded his father badly than ran off. It had scratched him on the neck and left a large gash. He soon died of blood loss and Tangle took Raven to a different ally and knock over a different empty silver boulder and made a next out of some brambles that was near. Soon Raven became old enough to be named an apprentice if he were in a clan. Hhe always wanted to be in a clan when she was that age, he'd always pretend he was Raven'star' and play around with his mother like she was a rogue invading his camp. He had fun when he was younger, when he was older, hs mother had died of white cough. And several moons later he found The clan. He joined the clan and has lived there sence then to now.

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[iownfish]

((@tanatiger2002
Just saying, my form is on Page 2, I have completed it, and my cat's name is Ravenfang. Should there be two ravens?))
((no need to worry, we've firgured it out, tana said they're gonna change Ravencall's name. And I finished my form, yay! :D))

[incarna]

((@tanatiger2002
Just saying, my form is on Page 2, I have completed it, and my cat's name is Ravenfang. Should there be two ravens?))
((no need to worry, we've firgured it out, tana said they're gonna change Ravencall's name. And I finished my form, yay! :D))

I'll say I had tons of fun reading that ◕◡◕~

[Benathorn]

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||Medicine Cat of Fallclan||Age- 30 Moons|| ||Crush- "..."|| ||Gender- She-cat||Apprentice- Sparkpaw||Tags: Open||

A starry sky dazzled the landscape as a lush deep forest was kept in a perpetual new-leaf. The subtle and lulling sounds of a stream bubbled leisurely along the star filled plains as the form of a slender calico she-cat reflected off its crystal clear surface. Soft sea-green eyes cast their gaze across the broken image of white, black, and orange fur, which made up her form as the medicine cat of Fallclan was calmed yet attentive of being in Starclan's hunting grounds. 'Welcome Songbird. It has been some time since you have reached our dreams.' Songbird turned her angled head to look up across the clear stream to see the beautiful image of a pure white she-cat with stunning ice blue eyes. The cat was small in stature and bunched up her muscles to make a graceful leap across the stream so as to stand by the young medicine cat's side, 'So it seems Fallclan is still closing both their ears and hearts to us- at least the medicine cats have kept their faith's alive...' Songbird recognized this she-cat to be the first leader of Fallclan and the last of Moonclan from so long ago, "Icestar...forgive me. It has become difficult to reach you since we are forbidden to speak Starclan's name." The calico she-cat bent her head slightly in shame, Fallclan had struggled for many generations in their faith towards their starry ancestors, so much so, that it had nearly become a myth that such things were real. She recalled back to when Oakstar had been leader just moons before Hailstar took his place. All leaders of Fallclan had been devout that such things did not exist- that simply relying on your clan mates and your own claws will obtain safety and solitude.

Songbird looked up slightly when she heard the soft sigh come from Icestar. The white she-cat looked ashamed of something and her shoulder's drooped slightly as stars subtly moved across her form, 'It was because of me that they think this way. I had been so angry at Starclan when they had abandoned us to those wolves when we were still known as Moonclan long long ago...and now- Starclan is slowly dying from the inside out. The name Fallclan holds so many meanings now, but all indicate what will happen in the end if their faith is not restored...' This was nothing new to the young medicine cat, she had been told long ago by Icestar of how Fallclan came to be, but she had not yet realized what Icestar meant by those last few words. "Dying? But Starclan can not die...can they?" Her soft voice strained as her question was left painfully unanswered for a few moments. Icestar stood to her paws and shook her starry pelt, it was then that Songbird realized how faded the strong leader now was, and her eyes widened in disbelief. 'As you can see, I am slowly fading away, and I am not the only one.' Icestar waved her tail to indicate the landscape around her. Songbird soon realized that some of the trees slightly were withered, their leaves slowly turning a dull orange and brown hue the farther she looked. "But- how can this be? You have already died once, Icestar, and now you're telling me that Starclan is just...fading away?" Songbird stood to her paws as she felt her pelt bristle with both fear and shock as the white she-cat turned her ice blue eyes to bore into the medicine cat. 'Yes. We are fading away because the cats of Fallclan have begun to forget. It is their faith that keeps us alive Songibrd. Without them to remember us, Starclan is sure to die, and with it, so too shall Fallclan truly fall...'

Songbird's world soon began to twist and turn as horrific images of polluted water poured into the Fallclan camp. The waterfall, which concealed their cave just beyond, began to smell foul and grow thick and red. The she-cat tried to run away from the scene but slipped, falling into a pool of blood as it drug at her fur and stained her pelt. All around her stars were falling from the skies- wailing in agony and sadness as the fell to the earth. She tried to block out the screams, the horrific cries, anything to end this nightmarish vision!

Songbird snapped her eyes open as her breath came in short gasps. Clambering to her paws, she turned quickly around in her nest, half expecting to see the dead stars around her and smell the bloody waterfall which had choked and poisoned her clan. But instead, she was greeted with the comforting scents of herbs and spices, as well as the soft breathing of her apprentice- Sparkpaw. The tom was near the back of the medicine den and Songbird was just glad that it was over. 'But it's not over...' She thought to herself as Icestar's words still echoed in the back of her mind, 'Starclan is dying, and if Fallclan does not regain their faith- they too, will die as well...' The slender calico shivered slightly, the sounds of the waterfall entrance that concealed their cave still reminded her of that vivid scene from before. "I will need to convince Hailstar...but so few listen to me and Sparkpaw now. What is to say that some of them don't still believe? Yet, they are too afraid to say anything since it is forbidden." The medicine spoke softly to herself as she tried to calm her rattled nerves. Weather they believed or not- if they did not start believing in their starry ancestors soon, then they would all perish...

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||Warrior of Fallclan||Age- 27 Moons|| ||Crush- "..."|| ||Gender- Tom|| Apprentice: Flamepaw||Tags: Flamepaw||

A lean russet furred tom sat near the waterfall entrance, which acted as a vale to conceal the cave structure that made up Fallclan's camp, from behind. His sharp yellow-green eyes watched as the outside world slowly became golden by the sun's morning rays, the birds and scent of prey already played tentatively on his senses. Falconcry usually awoke before the other warriors so as to avoid the hustle and bustle of the morning traffic. The prickly warrior never did enjoy sharing such close quarters with others; instead preferring to simply wake early each day and guarding the clan entrance, while enjoying the subtle beauty of the falls as their roaring sounds comforted him. The sounds of the falls echoed throughout the cave nonstop and it was a common sound to which all clan cats had grown accustomed to since birth. He supposed it was about time to go and fetch his apprentice- Flamepaw. The little orange tabby she-cat was quite the exuberant one. All full of pep and with an endless amount of energy to spare each day. 'I don't know how she can stand to be so darn happy all the time!' A scowl crossed his lean features as he grumbled mentally to himself. 'But, at least she shows real promise as a warrior...can't find any fault with her there.' Falconcry, despite his reputation for being one of the prickliest toms in camp, actually had to admit that he certainly liked his apprentice a little bit. She was one of the few felines who had any common sense around here and also the only one he could actually stand for more than a few hours. She was also tenacious in her training to prove her worth to her clan, regardless of how many faults or mistakes she made. That, he could always admire in any cat, but of course he would never say such things out loud.

Casting a quick glance over his shoulder, Falconcry made sure that the sleek form of Sunhawk was nowhere in sighted before padding swiftly over towards the apprentice's cave. The sandy furred warrior absolutely despised that tom, always trying to antagonize him and purposefully getting on his nerves. Falconcry had his ears laid back and eyes narrowed, making him appear as if he would snap at any moment to any unfortunate soul that wondered across his path. The warrior soon came to the small cave just near the back which housed the apprentice's den. Small divots in the cave floors made perfect nests once lined with feathers and moss- but Falconcry had to peer into the darkness to pick out the small orange pelt of his apprentice over the other sleeping bodies. "Hey, Flamepaw! Time to wake up. The first rays of sunlight have just peered through the falls and that means training time kitty!" Falconcry's voice echoed loudly throughout the cave, not caring if it woke the other apprentices or not. Besides, they could do with waking up since sleeping in just meant being lazy to him. The tom sat back on his haunches as he kept his gaze firmly on the entrance to the apprentice's den. Keeping his usual unhappy demeanor as he flicked the tip of his tail in agitation while he waited for Flamepaw to emerge.

{ All right everyone, let's get started!
Be sure to check who your apprentices are on the front page under ranks, and also know that you are welcome to PM me with any plot ideas or questions you may have. ^_^

I shall be sure to update the ranks with anymore completed forms that were mentioned above- have fun~

[incarna]

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▐ Warrior of Fallclan ▐ 20 Moons▐ Crush Unknown▐Tags: Brightpaw▐

A pair of eyes opened in the darkness, glowing faintly in the gloom. It seemed to be right before dawn, or so the golden tom thought as he sat there in his warm nest. Then he let out a soft sigh, standing up and surveying the room. Only one other spot was missing, and it belonged to a tom who he didn't particularly care for. Sighing softly, Sunhawk took a step out of his nest and shook out his rumpled fur. Giving a few quick licks to his chest, he padded towards the thin gray light outside.

Any pawsteps outside were buffeted by the ever present roar of the nearby falls. They were the continuous watchers of Fallclan, and took no side in battles or skirmishes. They were simple there, to watch all that went around them. The tom was always somewhat quiet in the morning, maybe, some sort of respect for all the time he spent on amusement. On the other hand, there's Falconcry, thought Sunhawk, somewhat amused as he saw the russet cat sitting impatiently in front of the apprentice's den.

He walked up quietly, gave a slight nod of acknowledgement (as to not bother the cranky tom for once), and continued to the banks of a small pond. Ripples lapped at Sunhawk's dappled paws as he gave a lap, drinking in the cold water. Licking his lips, the tom gulped down more mouthfuls before wiping his mouth. He had learned long before that the best water was that earliest in the morning before the sunlight turned it lukewarm. Then, it was just disgusting to drink from. Slipping back now, Sunhawk put on a dazzling smile and hopped next to Falconcry, winking and peering into the den.

His apprentice was a bright young she cat named Briarpaw. She was the best apprentice a mentor could hope for - kind, tactful, yet with a personality of her own. She was also by far not a boring person and has taken to her mentor quite well. Needless to say, Sunhawk added as he scanned the brightening den for the ginger pelt, many toms have taken a like to her.

"Brightpaw!" He called cheerily. "Time to wake up!"

[Benathorn]

{@alcor- Actually, Sunhawk does have an apprentice.
He mentors Brightpaw~

[brad!]

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The piece of velvet covering the sky had Eaglewatcher in awe, bright amber eyes glistening as magnificent colours of red, orange and pick danced above her head, a large, graceful ball rising into the morning sky. The tabby she-cat was rather fond of mornings; it got her out of the Warrior's den and out into the open, where the water was at its coolest and the peaceful sound of rushing water was at its loudest, not having to compete with the loud noises from the hustle and bustle of warriors going about their business during the day. It also gave her a chance to think and plan what she was going to do that day, and these thoughts regarded many things. For a start, she needed to plan her training with Snowpaw, and what she was going to make the young, white apprentice work on (since it wouldn't be long before she too became a warrior), and she also needed to determine how she was going to get out of going on any patrols, or things like that. It wasn't that she was lazy, she just didn't enjoy socialising with the others, and some of the traits of her fellow warriors meant that they craved social interaction; something that she was not willing to provide them with. A selfish thought, perhaps, but it was one that constantly danced around in Eaglewatcher's head, much to the disappointment of the illogical side of her brain, which screamed at her to make friends. But why would she want to make friends? She had much better things to do, and Eaglewatcher was sure the others would desire nothing to do with her, anyway. Besides, she was far too shy for anyone to desire any social interaction with her.

Eaglewatcher's eyes wandered, her gaze coming to rest upon Falconcry, who was sitting by the camp entrance. She blinked, before looking away and positioning herself in a more comfortable spot on her rock. She tended to stray away from the camp in the morning, the sunrise looked much more delightful from outside the watery veil that kept the clan's camp hidden. And maybe because she liked to avoid the cranky warriors in the morning, but she would never admit that to them. Oh no, she wanted to keep her ears in one piece, thank-you very much. With such a thought, Eaglewatcher's gaze had wandered back to where Falconcry had been standing, and she twitched her ears in the realisation that the tom had disappeared from where he had been sitting. Probably off to go and wake up Flamepaw... Eaglewatcher mused, the thought of the ginger pelted warrior making her smile, just a little bit. Eaglewatcher had questioned why Hailstar had assigned Flamepaw to someone with a demeanor like Falconcry, but it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Though in saying that, Eaglewatcher had questioned why Hailstar had assigned herself Snowpaw. She wasn't exactly the most sociable or physically able cat, and she much preferred awing the apprentices with her stories, and sometimes, these stories could get her into a bit of trouble. After all, speaking of the place once called Starclan was forbidden, but Eaglewatcher found it rather silly. If it was only a story, why did some cats get in such a huff when she spoke of cats from the sky doing legendary acts, like taking down a mountain lion with their bare paws? It wasn't like she was preaching to them, and this was yet another reason as to why she didn't like socialising with the other cats. Some were just so closed-minded, that they wouldn't even bring logic into the everyday thoughts.

A small wave slammed against the rock below Eaglewatcher, and a few droplets of water splattered onto the she-cat's paws, bringing her out of her train of thought. The others would be waking sooner or later, which meant that patrols would be sent out, also. Eaglewatcher groaned, her flat fur puffing up a little as a small gust of wind buffeted her lean frame. "Hey, Flame-- Time to --The first -- sunlight have just peered through the falls -- training time kitty!" Eaglewatcher's ears perked, and a small smile twitched on her muzzle. Of course, she had been right, and it didn't surprise her at all that she could hear a few echoes. Sure, the waterfall was loud, but not always loud enough, it seemed. Sometimes, living in rocky chambers had its advantages, but it also had its disadvantages, it seemed. Perhaps it wouldn't have been a bad idea to go and wake Snowpaw, but it seemed that if she would hear Falconcry from the small distance away from where she was sitting, Eaglewatcher was certain that the white apprentice would be awake, also. Snowpaw probably wouldn't mind just relaxing today, but Eaglewatcher had decided that even though neither of them were rather fond at fighting, Snowpaw still needed to brush up on a few battle moves, and perhaps learn a few more, just in case they needed them. After all, a bit more practice wouldn't hurt anyone. Well, that wasn't exactly true. It would hurt Snowpaw's future enemies, but that was beside the point.

"I never cease to entertain myself, do I?" Eaglewatcher murmured to no one in particular as she stretched her neck from side to side. Snowpaw would come to her, she knew where Eaglewatcher liked to wait.

[incarna]

{@alcor- Actually, Sunhawk does have an apprentice.
He mentors Brightpaw~

Thank you for telling me, it has been fixed! I apologize for forgetting to check the list after it was last updated.

[paradox.]

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She-cat
No Crush
Warrior
25 Moons
tag: Rowanpaw

A tawny colored head rose in the middle of several other sleeping bodies. A yawn escaped the open jaws of the small she-cat as she stood up to stretch and prepare for another day. After dealing with her small, shy, and anxiety-ridden apprentice she then went on a border patrol right after the apprentice had retired to the apprentices den. The she-cat had padded behind the waterfall with sore paws and drooping eyes when she returned. Her emerald eyes scanned the warriors who were already sleeping before plopping down on her own soft nest of moss and feathers by Falconcry. Speaking of the sulky tom he seemed to have already gone out. Stormnose herself should already be out and about if it were a normal day but the feeling of tiredness still penetrated her thoughts. Sleep was the only word that came to mind but of course she shook her head to clear the last foggy remnants of such an idea from her mind. It was time to start the day and wake her apprentice.

The limber cat took her time picking her way across the moss covered floors of the warriors den before stepping out into the larger cavern that connected all of the dens together. She could just barely make out the tip of a russet colored tail and decided it was most likely Falconcry disturbing the poor apprentices slumber. She didn't have a relationship with Falconcry per say but it was mostly just banter between the two when they even wanted to talk to each other in the first place. She then saw Sunhawk as well and smirked. When those two were around each other it was bound to happen that some sort of an weird one sided argument would happen between the two toms. It would probably be best to steer clear of that til one of the toms left with their apprentices. Of course that was what she would do if she didn't want to start the day already so of course she bounded forward towards the two toms and stuck her head between them. "Good morning you two," she purred, looking up at the two toms with a smirk before turning to search for her 7 moon old apprentice among the others.

He was already shaping up to be a fine warrior even if he was only just beginning his apprenticeship. His anxiety had been hard to deal with as a mentor at first, but of course she chose to show her kinder side towards the tom in order to help him out. She was quite patient with Rowanpaw during their training sessions and would often offer tips and comments on his style but would never pressure or yell at the cat. She was never one to yell at others anyways. Besides, the tom had good intentions and was quite intelligent for his age. He wasn't half bad though if he could only get over his anxiety he would show such great promise as a warrior.

Spotting her apprentice, Stormnose squeezed through the larger toms bodies and padded across to him. She nudged him gently with her nose so as to rouse him from sleep. "Get up kit. We've got work to do!" She meowed to him, hoping he would wake up soon. It was surprising he didn't wake up in the first place considering Falconcry's loud voice. She was starting to get hungry and as soon as they set off the more they could probably work on his skill and get to hunting.

(bluh this sucked but the best I could do at 2 AM >_<)

[iownfish]

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The prankster
☁ Warrior ☁ 20 moons ☁ She-cat ☁ Secret crush: Sunhawk ☁ Tags: Falconcry

Ravenfang rolled over in her slumber, accidently hitting a sharp root. "Ah!" She cried softly, snapping awake. She cracked open her amber eyes, dull with drowsiness. The young warrior stood up and shook her soft black fur, letting the little scraps of moss to litter around her nest. Ravenfang then stretched, purring in the process. She slowly adjusted to being awake by the contant movement of her morning stretch.

'Time for some mischief,' She though, grinning. Like a black ninja, the she-cat leapt over her denmates to reach the entrance without noise. When she achieved so, she noticed Falconcry by the entrance to the apprentice's den. Ravenfang started creeping quietly towards the older warrior, smirking at what she was going to do. As she neared him, she crouched and contined sneaking up quietly to him.

"Boo!" Ravenfang cried, leaping up onto Falconcry's back, her claws sheathed. "Did I scare you?" Before he could answer, Ravenfang, knowing she would get in trouble, sprinted for the waterfall. "Tell Silverstripe I'm hunting!" She cried gleefully, diving into the icy water. She quickly swam under the roaring waterfall, emerging on the other side. Ravenfang shook her wet fur, running into the forest to ensure she wasn't being followed. It seemed alive, which was unusual for the early morning.
((sorry for the shortness, I had a brilliant long one typed up, then I accidently pressed refresh and I lost it all, this was as much as I could remember, but I know I'll post more next time.))