s n o w c l a n - v1.5 / new / accepting

[KuroNeko99]

// hahaha. i'm sure you'll be perfectly fine as a mentor. c:

Ｆrostpaw buried her nose further into her soft, silver fur. Cold. Leafbare wasn't too long ago, and despite her thicker-than-average pelt, the apprentice decided that it still is, in fact, ridiculously cold. Huffing out a sigh of annoyance ( with the constant drip, drip of melting snow somewhere doing nothing to improve her mood ), the silver she-cat got up and stretched, her claws flexing as she does so. She gave her ruffled fur a couple of quick licks before she padded out of the hollowed out badger den, carefully winding through outstretched paws and tails that refused to stay within their own nests, and stepped into the warm stretch of sunlight right outside.

[Nebelung]

Her gaze landed on a white pelt emerging from a den and the blue tabby-and-white padded towards it, tail high.
"Ah, Frostpaw." She stopped once she reached her apprentice, purring in amusement at the cat's bitter attitude. "Still cold for you?" She fluffed out her fluffier-than-average pelt, grinning at the apprentice. "Maybe some training can help warm your muscles."

[..comet..]

❊ Freezefoot

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Warrior

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18 moons

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Tom

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Untrusting, reclusive, bitter.

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When Freezefoot was an apprentice, he was on his way to becoming a formidable Warrior. But during a hunting patrol, he fell through some ice covering a fox hole, which landed him in the medicine cat den for a moon and broke his leg. He recovered quite quickly, but his broken leg had healed stiffly, causing him to walk with a limp from there on out, thus earning him the warrior name of Freezefoot. He began to blame the other apprentices for his accident and became sour over the fact they were able to become warriors while he was recovering. Ever since he became a warrior, he's sort of ostracised himself from the rest of the clan.

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Open

ｏｔｈｅｒ
c:

❊ Alaska

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Kittypet

ａｇｅ
13 moons

ｇｅｎｄｅｒ
She-cat

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ
Caring, curious, shy.

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She was born in a shelter in the city and adopted by a pair of older Twolegs when she was a kit. They take her with to their winter cabin whenever they decide to go. She sometimes catches glimpses of clan cats on the other side of the river, and longs to meet the cats on the other side, but she's afraid of leaving her Twolegs alone.

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None

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c:

(Thank you v much for the invite, Starr (: This RP looks really interesting)

[Takk]

Basics
Undertow, I'm 30 moons and a tom if you're so blind.
Rank
Warrior
Personality
Strong, dark, stern and well build both mentally and physically. He has a habit of keeping himself clean and doesn't get along with young kits, reckless apprentices and most she-cats. Underneath the thick pelt, he can be sweet if he feels like it, but most of the time shows he cares through protection.
History
I was once a city cat, then wandering a forsaken waste land for many moons. The climate here is odd, but better for a cat than the sand planes that never end. If you wanna know about my kit-hood or something you can go choke on a bone.
Love Life
Mate: Pass||Crush: Applying or something?||Kits: *hisses*
Family
Mother: Sandheart||Father: Flarestrike||Siblings: Iceblood, others died

Basics
I'm called Iceblood, nothing else. She-cat at 40 moons of age, older than most cats around here
Rank
Warrior, though I trained in medicine
Personality
Outspoken, blunt, wise and fairly balanced. She lives out the day playing off to be mostly content since it's become easier than having others concerned. Iceblood is extremely independent but carries a weak spot for those in need.
History
Same as my brothers, only I remember carrying him halfway across town when he was practically a newborn. He didn't get to meet our parents before they couldn't afford to feed us anymore off garbage
Love Life
Mate: No thanks||Crush: Not interested in anyone||Kits: Need a mate for those
Family
Mother: Sandheart||Father: Flarestrike||Siblings: Undertow, the second litter and only survivor

Basics
Hi, I'm Quivertail... Tom, coming up on 27 moons.
Rank
Warrior
Personality
A tad shy, friendly, cowardly in most fights but has a good heart. He's quite jumpy when he feels anxious or nervous about something and is completely lost when it come to making conversation. Often stutters when he's breaking under the pressure.
History
I was, well AM the runt of the litter and my siblings would always pick on me and call me names. 'Pipsqueak' they said, that'll be your warrior name. I barely scratched by becoming a warrior since I didn't like fighting, but I'm a pretty good hunter; I think.
Love Life
Mate: Nope||Crush: Lots of pretty she-cats but...||Kits: *shakes head*
Family
Mother: Died||Father: Never met him||Siblings: Forgotten

Basics
I'm Fable, a she-cat of course! I guess in your language I'm 14 moons?
Rank
Kittypet, I think that's what you clannies call me
Personality
Bright, friendly, active and sometimes hyper. She loves to make friends and has become very curious about these wild cats near her cabin. She's only crossed a few times.
History
Born in a pound, like you know what that is! My Mama was put down because nobody wanted to adopt her, just us so that was that. I live with my twolegs who think my name is Snowball, stupid right?
Love Life
Mate: Nah!||Crush: On who? No cats here!||Kits: Too young
Family
Mother: Mimi||Father: Xander I think..?||Siblings: Didn't get to know them

[dorayaki]

¤ Trusty

¤ Rank
Rouge

¤ Age
16 moons

¤ Gender
Tom

¤ Personality
Though he used to be all sweetness and good, now he's a biiit bent. He's still nice, he just enjoys messing with clan cats, too.

¤ History
Trusty was born a kittypet, raised by nofurs as his mother ran away. His siblings all were adopted out of the home, and he was left. The nofurs eventually left though. He doesn't know if they moved or died, but he ran away with the collar still. He scratched out the tags' info and now roams as he pleases, often playing with kittypets and the occasional clanner.

¤ Crush
None

¤ Other
None

[starrine]

{{ Alrighty; I'm going to add everyones forms then go to bed. c: }}

[dorayaki]

)im off to bed, as well. Night!)

[Hate_You_All_Xo]

{ Who is left ...? And could I join ..?}

[Takk]

Undertow ♂||Warrior||30 moons||→None

He eyes the camp, dying to have the warmer weather come despite how long it would really take for the cold to wear off. Spring was a cruel time, only teasing the cats with what's to come. Sighing, a bit annoyed, he looks for a good spot to settle in the dim sunlight.

Iceblood ♀||Warrior||40 moons||→None

Her lazy brother was quick to lay down after hardly getting up, but she wouldn't bother with him now. She noted the cats around camp, not paying much mind to them right now. Learning your clan mates inside and out was one of her favorite pass times, figuring out who was dragging who along by the tail.

Quivertail ♂||Warrior||27 moons||→None

Trotting along, he eyes the fresh kill pile in wonder for a moment. It wouldn't hurt to hunt, even if he was alone... It made his tail frizz slightly as he began to second guess about surviving a fox attack or what would happen if he returned empty pawed. Sometime he felt it was better to just stay in his nest...

Fable ♂||Kittypet||14 moons||→None

Blinks her eyes slightly, letting out a big yawn as her twoleg strokes her head; both lying beside a warm fire. She feels her rushes of energy as she stands and trots through the dog door. Apparently the pet before her had died, and fortunately been a dog that needed free access to the outdoors. The sun offered little heat, sending icy chills down her spine, but she loved to greet the day at least once.

[diana,]

[Recap and reposts for Wolfheart?]