We Must Fight! (Warrior cat RP V.2) Accepting!

[warrior cats rock]

Don't relly know)
Wisperhaert looked away from his sister

['.~VoidRunner~.']

(Just the same, really, but Oakpaw and Fernpaw met... that's it...)

[warrior cats rock]

Wisperhaert shiged and whent out hunting

Wolfharte he looked at the sky and padded back to camp and looked around "how long did I sleep in that tree"he asked himself looking around the camp barley able to see becouse his eyes where still used to the darkness that his domes bring

['.~VoidRunner~.']

A cat meowed, playfully to Wolfheart, "Wow, nice of you to join us, Wolfheart! I thought you had been eaten by a fox or something!"

[warrior cats rock]

"did I miss some thing good or something while I was asleep?"he asked looking around his eyes finally a bit used to the light

[raccoon bandit]

{Could I make another character.?}

[warrior cats rock]

(make as many as you can handl)

['.~VoidRunner~.']

(Yupp, like, I have a LOT of cats, just to fill up the Clans a bit.)

The cat meowed, "Oh, beside a cat slaughtering half of ShadowClan, nothing was really missed."

[warrior cats rock]

"a cat did that "he said in suprise

[raccoon bandit]

Name:
Sagespots
Age:(in moons)
48 moons.
Gender:(tom-cat or she-cat)
She-cat
Detailed Description:
A thick furred, silver tabby she-cat with a light, white down, undercoat, which shows through like the first frost of winter. She has dainty paws, giving her a dainty step, and dull, lifeless green eyes.
Clan:
Riverclan
Rank:
medicine cat
Wanted Rank:
achieved.
Siblings:
Eaglekit/ Brother/ Deceased.
Kooper/ mother/ unknown.
Crush:
none
Mate:
none
Kits:
none
Personality:
Sagespots is cool and collective. If asked, "Can you handle this.?" Her immediate response will be, "Yeah, better than you."
Its for pride.
If asked, "What is your past like.?" Her response will most likely be a swat to the face, or a low growl. Sagespots is amazingly reserved.
If asked, "Why are you so mean.?" she'll almost always say, "Why be nice.?"
Faults(Things that are wrong with them. Everyone has one.):
Hunting. She cannot hunt to save her life- not that she'd want too.
Specialty:(Like, do they prefer hunting over fighting, or caring for cats, blah blah blah)
Healing.
History:
Sagespots was always alone. She'd been alone since she was a kit, and was alone now. Her mother had came to the clan and gave birth too a healthy kit, and a well, not so healthy kit, soon leaving after a mere quarter moon. Feeling the sense of her brother slipping away, a previously gentle Sagespots became protective, worried and over emotional. After a season, though, despite her tireless efforts, Eaglekit passed into the tender paws of starclan, leaving Sagespots all alone. Alone in a cold, unforgiving world. After that, her personality changed from protecting the ones she loved, to being a shut down apprentice, with no heart or soul; as previously described by others. She was stubborn, refusing to eat or move from the very spot her littermate spoke his last words to her:
"Be strong, because I couldn't."
She took those words the wrong way, because a long three sunrises isn't healthy for a young apprentice, such as herself was. After her ribs began to line her pelt, all the clan decided action needed too be taken, and all agreed on the same solution for Sagespots. Death. Only one cat objected, and that was the medicine cat, at the time. She collectively took a step forwards, her delicate paws tickling the earth.
"Would you all really be as stupid as too take a life as valuable as this.? So determined and free-spirited." She hissed for the whole clan to hear, her bristles lining her back. After a long moonhigh of coaxing and convincing, the medicine cat padded over to the apprentice to work her magic. She gave a small smile and opened her jaw. "I have no one either." She began with, seizing the apprentice's half-concious attention. "All of them- dead." The elder she-cat looked to the sky, a distant glaze over her eyes.
After many hours of convincing, Sagespots decided it wise to stay beside her new mentors side, and soon learned all about herbs- becoming a very determined medicine cat. Many many moons later, the loved, cunning medicine cat was killed by the bloody paw of death, leaving Sagespots in a whirlwind of confusion and emotion. It took her many days to realize that she was being a dim-wit, sulking about something insensible and risking valued lives of her clan. She hasn't ever been cheerful since those deaths. Never once smiling. Never once joyous.
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