║Ｈｏｐｅｃｌａｎ║New & Accepting║

[jaques]

OOC: Snow are you a mod...?

Name: Greypaw (Greystorm)
Age: 10 moons
Gender: male
Personality: ambitious, out going, funny, and very brave for his age.
Rank: apprentice
Crush: uh, nvm then.

[snowflake ;;]

(yeah, I am?)

[suo]

[ ooh i have an idea;;
could dustpaw have a small crush on greypaw? they could be bestfriends as apprentinces,and eventually turn into mates as they grow? if that's okay with you,though! ]

[jaques]

OOC: sure we'll see. (:

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

name;; willowpaw.
age;; eleven moons.
gender;; she-cat.
rank;; medicine cat apprentice.

fur color;; gray, white.
eye color;; yellow.
height & weight;; average.
body type;; slender, lithe, agile.

positive traits;; tender, kind-hearted, helpful, loving.
negative traits;; impulsive, irresponsible, quiet, anxious.
crush;; open.
mate;; none.
offspring;; none.

mother;; hazelnose, deceased.
father;; liontooth, deceased.
brothers;; none.
sister;; goldenpaw, deceased.

other;; nothing.





name;; coalnose.
age;; thirty moons.
gender;; tom.
rank;; warrior.

fur color;; black, white.
eye color;; hazel.
height & weight;; average.
body type;; well-muscled, slim.

positive traits;; friendly, thoughtful, easygoing.
negative traits;; short-tempered, impulsive, greedy.
crush;; open.
mate;; open.
offspring;; none.

mother;; rainfrost, deceased.
father;; seatail.
brother;; badgerclaw, deceased.
sister;; briarsong, alive.

other;; nothing.





name;; briarsong.
age;; thirty moons.
gender;; she-cat.
rank;; queen.

fur color;; creamy ginger.
eye color;; green.
height & weight;; average.
body type;; slim, lithe.

positive traits;; caring, motherly, affectionate.
negative traits;; short-tempered, selfish.
crush;; needs.
mate;; needs.
offspring;; tawnykit, cloudkit, unborn.

mother;; rainfrost, deceased.
father;; seatail, deceased.
brothers;; badgerclaw, deceased. coalnose, alive.
sisters;; none.

other;; any tom is open to be her mate!




name;; goosewing.
age;; one-hundred fifteen moons.
gender;; tom.
rank;; elder.

fur color;; blue-grey.
eye color;; blue.
height & weight;; average.
body type;; muscular, slim.

positive traits;; fond of kits, a storyteller, quick to react.
negative traits;; grumpy, demanding, quiet.
crush;; too old.
mate;; robinfeather, deceased.
offspring;; creampaw, deceased.

mother;; wolfclaw, deceased.
father;; cloudwhisker, deceased.
brothers;; none.
sisters;; none.

other;; nothing.

(I added more characters, lol. Just to fill up all the ranks. Is it alright if Willowpaw has a forbidden crush on Sunpaw? If we're wanting a love triangle here ... also, my queen, Briarsong, needs a mate. Any tom is welcome to be so.)

{ Roxy and Madness all accepted and yeah that is fine . I will do my starting post after I add the new cats. }

[★ nirvana,]

Willowpaw woke up, her tail tip twitching, but decided not to get up and do anything just yet ... no one was sick or injured so far, and she had sorted the herbs into neat, organized piles last night, so really, she wasn't needed for anything right now. The herb stock was starting to become low, however, due to leaf-fall setting in, and she decided that she would search for some herbs with her mentor, Spottedfeather, later on that day, unless she wanted her to do it earlier.

Coalnose padded into camp, his tail held high in the air as he carried three mice in his jaws, each of them dangling by their skinny tails. He dropped them on the fresh-kill pile, satisfied with his catch. He had managed to find a small burrow of mice near the western border, and decided he would hunt there more often. Thinking that he had done enough for the Clan to earn himself a meal, he snagged a plump squirrel off the pile and sat down in the sun to eat.

Briarsong lied near the nursery, sunning herself as she watched the cats beginning to come to life in camp. Her stomach was extremely swollen from her pregnancy, and she knew that it wouldn't be long until she began kitting. "Dustpaw?" she called, as she noticed that the brown apprentice was waking up. "Would you mind grabbing something off the fresh-kill pile for me?" she questioned sweetly. She didn't feel like she had the energy to move, and besides that, she was too comfortable to want to move, anyways.

Goosewing lie down in the elder's den, grooming his fur and trying to snag a tick off his shoulder with his jaws. He had a hundred things to complain about; the damp bedding, which made his old joints ache. The ticks that all the apprentices neglected to help him with, and the fact that no fresh-kill had been brought to him yet. 'Why are the apprentices so lousy these days?' the elder thought.[i]'When I was an apprentice, my primary concern was taking care of the elders!'[I]

[snowflake ;;]

Spottedfeather poked her head into the medicine cat den. "You're up!" She meowed to Willowpaw. "Are you up for herb collecting?"

[Scei]

Dot is a light silver colored shekit with a forest green gaze. she is missing 3 claws all together on her front paws, and tends to have flashbacks to her tramatic past.

Name:

Dot

Rank:

LonerKit

Age:

6 Months

Gender:

She-kit

Crush:

No.

Other:

Tramatic background history.

Attachment #1(JPG 34)

Name:

BrambleSwift

Rank:

Warrior

Age:

21 moons[/list

Gender:
[list]Tom

Crush:

open

Other:

Blind. knows some med-cat herbs, very few.

Attachment #2 (JPG 26)

Name:

Rowan

Rank:

Rouge

Age:

31 Moons

Gender:

Tom

Crush:

X

Other:

Very good at fighting.

[suo]

Finally,the young she-cat made her way out of the apprentices' den. Her gaze scanning the area closely as she inhaled the fresh scent of the forest,filled with the wonderful smell of lavender and herbs. And yet the first thought which ran across her thoughts was the elders' den,she had helped around yesterday as she clearly remembered. Maybe I should go help out.. She thought to herself,but of course she had earned a somewhat complex feeling which pushed her not to,what would the elders even say if she'd go there ever so lately to help?

[★ nirvana,]

Willowpaw sighed, exasperated. 'Of course ... just as soon as I decide to take a break from medicine cat duties, Spottedfeather shows up. Does it ever end?' she complained, but only in her head. She would never want to be seen as disrespectful to her mentor. She rolled over in her nest so that she was sitting on her paws. "Of course," she muttered. "Always am," she added, padding over to her mentor.

((Can Rowan be Briarsong's mate? It can be forbidden. I just need her to have a mate.))