Name: Grey
Age: 86 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Rouge
Image/Description: A cloudy gray tom, he has an unnaturally large, but long, build and has long, flexible legs built for speed. He has a long winding tail with a tuft of extra fur towards the base on his rump and a relatively thick mane that creates a sort of tufted bang on his forehead. He has a pale, almost white eye and a honey yellow eye. Dotting his legs are scars from various things. A rather nasty scar crosses his back in a hook like shape, ending in a ragged hole scarred over.
Personality (Optional): Strong willed and quiet, Grey is the very essence of his name. A gray soul, he's balanced between life and death and seems to care for neither. Indifferent to those around him, he almost seems detached from normal life. However, he presents a strong, silent force. A leader like aura that speaks of legends and myths. It's very rare that he will act upon a certain event unless he feels that somehow it will benefit him, or that the outcome is already decided. He believes very little in coincidence and follows closely by his own ancestors. To him, the stars of Starclan are foreign and an unknown concept.
History (Optional): Grey's history is very vague and often a tale of legends among the clans. Some say he helped turn the tide of a war between Flameclan and Rainclan, other's say he fought off a pack of wild dogs on his own. None of which can be determined, however the one truthful rumor about him is that he traveled for the first 10 moons of his life, wandering the world as the wanderer he is. A known fact is that he once had a lover, but she died under unknown circumstances.
Name: Sorrelkit
Age: 4 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Kit
Clan: Sunclan
Mother: Rouge of Rainclan
Father: Rouge
Image/Description: A beautiful shade of colors, she has very similar markings to that of a strawberry tiger. With a deep amber blanket across her back, she has a pale white underbelly with a few raggedy orange stripes. Her face is a darker orange with more pronounced stripes, having a white chin and side burns. She has medium length fur with a tail that's sleek and lean. She has a relatively small frame, but she makes up for it with a long, graceful run.
Personality (Optional): Social and outwardly fun, Sorrel is just a fun kit to be with. There isn't a single person she can make smile. She's a jokester and her sly sarcastic remarks are generally taken with ease. However, when faced with a group of cast who look at her with distaste, she grows quiet and closes up in herself. This however, is not because she lacks confidence in herself. Sorrel has an unnaturally high thirst for blood, which means that whenever she's angry, she's more likely to tear out your throat than most cats. This provides a great asset in fighting, however it greatly affects her social life. She's constantly trying to remain cool and keep her head. Constantly trying to be something other than a monster full of rage and a thirst for blood.
History (Optional): Sorrel hasn't lived very long for a history to be created, but she's lived long enough that, when Sorrel was born, she was born with a paralyzed leg. Held aloft as if injured, Sorrel is unable to move her left hind leg what so ever. This makes walking difficult and she still struggles with it due to having no one to watch and learn how to walk from. So Sorrel is constantly trying to compensate.
by suzhay » Tue Nov 13, 2012 4:55 pm 
Pebblerun looked at Pineclaw. " Look, I know this is going to be difficult for you for quite a while. But, I won't say no to letting you help me out, if you want." She offered, slowly. There was a little hesitation in her words.
Cloudstrike caught on quickly. " A nursery is a great idea. I can help make the nests. Red fern, care to help me?" He asked cheerfully.
