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[Box of Nightmares]

Talon wandered in the forest silently, on the search for some prey to eat in the morning. He tasted the air, changing his course to avoid the clan cats.

Foxpaw sniffed along the edge of the camp grounds, yipping excitedly for another day as an apprentice. Her tail waved in the air above her, a streak of orange almost covered by the thick grasses. She hopped out of the bush and pranced along back into camp, leaves in her fur, to wait for Ryestem to get her.

[mileven♥︎]

Snicker~ Tags~ (Any cat who wants to be the cat below)


S nicker rolled over boredly on the scratch post. The cold weather was usually fun, but today, her two-legs locked her inside. She hopped down and peered outside. Snow trickled down out of the sky. Snicker dashed towards the window. A small, tiny crack let a breeze though the window. She let the cold breeze brush her pelt, unaware of a way for her freedom. The hissing of a cat snapped her back to reality. Snicker was angry at herself for not realizing it as soon as she saw the crack. She zipped swiftly out of the window. She jumped down into the soft, fluffy snow. Suddenly, a grey cat jumped out of the trees, clawing down a thrush. Suddenly, the cat spotted her and ran to her. "Who are you? And why are you on Frostclan territory?" The cat snapped. Snicker looked back, realizing how far she wandered from her home. "Im snicker. I was just wondering how you caught that bird while it was in the air."

[Cocoawolfey]

brokenstar staired at snicker "that does not mean you can wonder on our territory come, we will excort back to camp" She meowed to snicker.

[Coco Bunny]

Emmy pricked her ears up. She heard talking nearby, from another house. The kittypet stood up and began padding across the wall, looking around.

Rainwing lay in her nest at the back of the nursery, eyes closed. She saw the face of her brother smiling, waving his tail as he stood with his mate, a pretty white she-cat and their two kits, who had died before being born along with their mother.

Swiftpaw sat patiently in the clearing, waiting for his mentor to take him out hunting or training.

[justice'n'joy]

mark...

[Cocoawolfey]

Announcement : tommorrow it looks like civil war wins. so the clan will be in a civil war. any ideas?

[Cocoawolfey]

Willowfrost walked up to the high rock, her sister had wanted her to make a small accountment for her

"ALL CATS OLD ENOUGH TO HUNT MEET ME UNDER THE HIGH ROCK FOR A CLAN MEETING!!!"

her yowl rang across the clearing

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

Finally finished my forms! ^_^

HAWKFANG

Name: "Hawkfang."
Gender: "She-cat." Surprised? She does have quite a deep voice.
Age: "Forty-eight moons."
Rank: "Warrior." She wants to be the deputy, but she's very loyal. She obeys the system of order, and does not challenge her superiors, while ensuring the lower-ranking cats behave themselves. Hawkfang would climb the ranks honorably and fairly.
Personality: "I do not tolerate disrespect. Otherwise, I am willing to listen." Hawkfang is a reasonable cat, and anyone can appeal to her better nature. However, she has no tolerance for traitorous, rebels, and other sorts of delinquents. She will deal with these foxhearts promptly and brutally. Hawkfang is very honest, and holds nothing back. She does seem harsh, but she cares deeply for her Clan. She follows orders and ensures the Clan hierarchy is tightly followed. If someone's stepping out of line, there will be consequences. Hawkfang has strong protective instincts, but not maternal instincts. She is not a nurturing type. Hawkfang makes sure her Clan is safe from any threats, and a Clan united is far safer than a Clan divided.
Description: "Dark brown fur. Brown eyes. Very muscular." Hawkfang is quite a large cat, towering over even above-average Clanmates. Some young cats refer to her as 'the mountain' because she's so huge. She's also extremely strongly-built. She has thick, dark brown tabby fur, with the characteristic ear tufts of her family. Hawkfang's eyes are a fierce but warm brown. Her tail was ripped off in a fight.
Likes: "Fighting." She always keeps her skills sharp. She likes to see her Clan behaving itself, and loves a well-disciplined patrol. Hawkfang also enjoys protecting others and using her strength to serve her Clan.
Dislikes: "Traitors." Hawkfang hates it when cats disobey, and behave rebelliously. She does not tolerate disrespect, attitude (from younger cats since she respects her elders), and especially not treason.
Advantages: "My strength." She doesn't need any special battle tactics. Hawkfang can easily use brute strength to overcome other cats. She is a fierce veteran of the battlefield. Also, she has excellent endurance and pain tolerance. Most agree her strengths are more wolflike than catlike.
Disadvantages: "Hiding and climbing." If Hawkfang tries to hide, it will just be humiliating. She also cannot climb trees anymore, since she lost her tail. Then again, Hawkfang is too heavy to climb well anyway. She is a horrible swimmer, and she is not a fast runner.
Backstory: "I protected this Clan from the start." When FrostClan was newly forming, Hawkfang helped protect them from MossClan attackers. She hated MossClan, who kicked her out, since she was too challenging. If MossClan comes back, Hawkfang will be eager to get more revenge on them. She's got a personal vendetta against Molestar, who murdered her brothers and younger sister.
Crush: "Enough."
Kin: "They are dead." Her mother's name was Gorsefang, and her father's name was Oakflower. Her siblings were Cypressheart, Cinderblaze, and Cloudpaw. They are all dead.

CINDERPAW

Name: "Hello. I am Cinderpaw."
Gender: "I am a she-cat." Her voice isn't quite as deep as Hazelfang's, but it's still quite low.
Age: "I am ten moons old."
Rank: "Currently I am an apprentice."
Personality: "I help in any way I can." She is a calm and strong presence. No matter how harsh the circumstances, Cinderpaw will always conduct herself gracefully. She's naturally relaxed and also assertive. Of course, Cinderpaw is brutally honest and cannot be subtle. She has problems empathizing with others. She cannot feel their pain, unless she has experienced it herself. She is not an emotional cat either.
Description: "Quite tall." Her pelt is sandy brown and dark grey, and her eyes are an intense golden brown. She has big ears, which are typical for her family. She is a very tall apprentice, and she has a muscular build, but she's graceful at the same time. Her fur is sleek and warm.
Likes: "Working hard." Hunting, fighting, even helping the medicine cat... even picking fleas and ticks off the elders. Cinderpaw is tireless. She also loves being around positive, good-humored cats.
Dislikes: "Emotions." Cinderpaw can't empathize. She can't be around cats who are always negative/hostile, no matter what she does to help. Cinderpaw just doesn't understand those cats, and doesn't care to.
Advantages: "I am quite strong." She's powerful and agile, and she can swim decently.
Disadvantages: "Cold weather." Cinderpaw isn't a runner or a hider, at all.
Backstory: "I prefer not to say." Her loner parents abandoned her outside Clan territory, and she was adopted by a FrostClan she-cat named Mapleclaw. Her adoptive mother died when she was very young.
Crush: "No thank you."
Kin: "Leafpaw is my brother." She never knew her birth parents. Mapleclaw was her adoptive mother.

LEAFPAW

Name: "I'm Leafpaw. It's nice to meet you!"
Gender: "I'm a tom." He does have a much higher-pitched voice than his sister...
Age: "Ten moons, like my sister."
Rank: "I'm an apprentice right now."
Personality: "I treat everyone with respect!" Leafpaw has a very pleasant personality. He's friendly and gentle, and definitely a nurturing type. He has such strong empathy, other cats think he's a mind reader. He's just that emotionally in-tune with his Clanmates. Leafpaw likes to please others, and he will do anything to make them happy. He is extroverted, and actually quite headstrong and protective. If someone messes with his friends, Leafpaw won't allow that. He cares so deeply about those around him.
Description: "I'm very small, I know!" Leafpaw is tiny, and looks like he barely came out of the nursery. He's so different from his mature-looking sister. The only similarity is their big ears. Leafpaw has soft brown eyes and sandy brown fur, which is darker on the top. His fur is soft, and he does have a certain beauty about him. He has a gentle and bright-sounding voice.
Likes: "Everyone in my Clan! Oh, and the medicine cat's den."
Dislikes: "I can't stand it when other cats are hurt. I hate it when they're in pain."
Advantages: "I'm really fast and agile. When I fight with my claws, I never miss!" He really is quite accurate.
Disadvantages: "Well, I'm tiny!" Leafpaw is so fragile. One slash from an enemy's claws could easily kill him. That's why he relies on speed and agility.
Backstory: "I'm so happy to be adopted into the Clan." He just tagged along with his sister, Cinderpaw. Leafpaw followed her everywhere.
Crush: "Oh no!"
Kin: "Cinderpaw is my sister."

MARSHKIT

Name: "I'm Marshkit!"
Gender: "Tom!"
Age: "Five moons! I'm almost a warrior!"
Rank: "Clan leader!" As you can tell by his extremely high-pitched voice, he is a kit.
Personality: "I'm super fierce!" Marshkit is silly. He's an affectionate kit who loves to play, but once he gets tired, he just falls asleep on someone. He is very outgoing, and isn't scared of anyone, even when he should be. He does obey the older cats, but he treats the apprentices and other kits like equals. Not even the fiercest apprentice can intimidate him. As soon as they become a warrior, though, Marshkit behaves quite respectfully around them.
Description: "I look like a lion!" He's a small ginger-and-white tabby tom, with honey-colored eyes. He is quite handsome looking for a kit, and of course, he's barely even started growing yet.
Likes: "I love to play! Who doesn't?"
Dislikes: "Gross food, I think I'm allergic to frog!"
Advantages: "I'm super strong, like Hawkfang!" He has fast reflexes for a kit, but he is not strong.
Disadvantages: "I don't even have any of those!" Of course, Marshkit is physically weak. He also gets tired so easily.
Backstory: "I love stories. Please, tell me one!" He was born in the Clan, raised by his father and nursed by the other queens. His mother died shortly after giving birth to him, not from complications, but rather from a badger that attacked. She died fighting it to the bitter end. His father died when he was three moons old. Marshkit isn't scared of StarClan, though, and he wants to become Clan leader so he can talk to his dad.
Crush: "Eww!"
Kin: "My daddy is in StarClan." Marshkit's mother was Kestrelstrike, and his father was Morningcloud. He was an only kit.

[Dragon_Rider]

Owlface is 20 moons, Oneear is 15 moons and Blackpaw is 8 moons and did you mean to put Oneear as Blackpaws mentor? )

Owlface trotted out of the warriors den to sit under the Highrock waiting for his Leaders sister to talk.

Oneear sat up and padded over sitting as close as she could to listen to her leaders sister on what was happening this time.

Blackpaw bounded in camp and sat beside a warrior and another apprentice looking up to the leader as the meeting was called worried it was something terrible but it wasn't the leader and she frowned some even more worried

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

[@Crystal: I could make a traitorous character, who tries to divide the Clan. The traitor could try to gather his followers, and unite against loyal cats, trying to overthrow Brokenstar.
@Dragon: Don't worry, mentor lists got changed. Owlface mentors Icepaw, Hawkfang (my cat above) mentors Blackpaw, and Oneear doesn't mentor anyone since she's only 15 moons old. Maybe she will end up mentoring Marshkit when he's old enough, who knows? ^_^]

Leafpaw was beside Brokenstar on the patrol, and he was curious at the new cat. He hadn't dealt with such situations before. The small apprentice approached Snicker, with his ears pricked but his hackles low. "Hi," he greeted with a twitch of his whiskers. He looked to Brokenstar, who wanted to escort Snicker back to camp.
"Oooh, cool," mewed Leafpaw in his melodic, high-pitched voice. "I've never done an esca- esci- escort? Is that how you say it?" He looked up at Brokenstar with big eyes, waiting for her to take action.

Marshkit was playing in the nursery, and he ignored the meeting. He could hear it from here. The snow was too deep outside, and it was warm in the nursery. Besides, he was a kit. He didn't have to go. He just kept playing with his toy, a dried apple he saved from leaf-fall.

Hawkfang was beside her apprentice Blackpaw. The huge warrior craned her broad head down, looking at the anxious-seeming young cat. Hawkfang had no comforting words to offer, since she wasn't very nurturing. She did curl her long, thick-furred tail protectively around Blackpaw though. Across from her, Cinderpaw was staring intently at the medicine cat. Her large ears were turned in Willowfrost's direction.