ＭＯＯＮＣＬＡＮ [ not accepting under construction]

[park.]

[ Umm.... lets see.... *rubs chin thinking*

1. Mapleleaf
2. Oakfur
3. Tigerlily
4. Whitefoot
5. Spottedfur
6. Streampoll
7. Redfoot
8. Emberfur
9. Blackshadow
10. Roanfur ]

[beryl]

{Reserving the name Morningpaw and Bluepelt c:

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Ｔｈｅ ｎｏｒｍａｌ, ｂａｓｉｃｓ ....

Ｎ Ａ Ｍ Ｅ } Dawnpaw/Dawnflower.
Ｇ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ } "I'm pure female, right down to the core."
Ｗ Ａ Ｎ Ｔ Ｅ Ｄ ~ Ｒ Ａ Ｎ Ｋ } "I want to become a Warrior. I've dreamed about it since I was a small kit.
Ｒ Ａ Ｎ Ｋ } "Apprentice, training to become a Warrior."

Ａ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｃｒｉｐｔｉｏｎ...

Ｄ Ｅ Ｓ Ｃ Ｒ Ｉ Ｐ Ｔ Ｉ Ｏ Ｎ } Slightly ghost-like in the forest, Dawnpaw is a stunning, pure white she-cat with two different colored eyes. One eye is a light golden, while the other is a piercing blue. Her fur is long, and beautifully wispy, giving her a sweet, cloudy-like look. Her body size is quite small and light, with powerful back legs for jumping and climbing.Even though her long fur makes her look a bit bigger, when wet it shows how small she really is, taking on after her mother. Dawnpaw is dainty and light on her feet, giving appearance that she's on her tip-toes. Dawnpaw's eyes take on a slightly sad look, that seems to tell a story all the time. After all, the eyes are the window to the soul. There's no doubt that Dawnpaw is a very pretty cat.
Ｆ Ａ Ｍ Ｉ Ｌ Ｙ } "U-uh no. Their all d-dead."
Ｆ Ｒ Ｉ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｓ } "Well, I always felt that S-silentpaw was my friend, he's very nice. I don't really mind Berrypaw either, even if he is a little bit m-mean.
Ｅ Ｎ Ｉ Ｍ Ｉ Ｅ Ｓ } "Well, I-I'm a bit shy, you see, so I don't talk a lot. But I don't hate anyone.

Ｉ ａｍ Ｉｎ ｄｅｐｔｈ ...

Ｈ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ｏ Ｒ Ｙ } "What are we going to tell the kit?" Said the weary voice of the Medicine cat. Two cats lay dead on the cool floor of the medicine den. A raging sickness had flown through the camp, taking out many warriors, including the small kit's parents. She now didn't have any family to take care of her. Of course, another queen would be there to watch over her, but she would be alone of that comfort parents always gave, and their sweet smells. The kit was an only kit, though she was born with siblings, but they too had died from the sickness. She was the only one who didn't catch it. A miracle, they would say, but for a price. "Tell her, that her parents have gone to starclan. And that they'l always look after her from above." Said the leader, dipping his head.

The Medicine cat heaved a sigh. So much loss this season, and the news would break this fragile kit's heart. But he must tell her. Getting up to his paws, he went to go break the news.
Ｐ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｏ Ｎ Ａ Ｌ Ｉ Ｔ Ｙ } "Well, I guess I'm kind of quiet, and... I don't seem to fit in very well."
What Dawnpaw says is true, she is very quiet and never seems to fit in with her den mates. She is pretty shy around other cats, and always seems to melt away from sticky situations, as she doesn't like to be cornered. Dawnpaw also strives to be a perfect, well behaved apprentice. Not once has she broken the clan rules. She normally does a good amount of the clan chores, when she's not out with her mentor, or hunting. Dawnpaw is also furiously loyal to her clan, and would die to save it.

Dawnpaw would love to have a close friend, but she just doesn't know how to make one, and overcome her shyness. But if you manage to penetrate her deep down, you'd sure gain a loyal friend, who would tell you everything. Dawnpaw really is a nice cat, but her natural quietness keeps her away.

Dawnpaw loves to hunt, and provide for her clan. It's no mistake that she's also a really great hunter. Ever since she was old enough to walk, Dawnpaw had been practicing to hunt. It's always been her dream to become the best hunter in her clan, even though she's never gloated, or recognized herself for her Superior hunting. Staying humble and quiet is more her thing.

They say that Curiosity killed the cat, but not this one. Dawnpaw is naturally curious about things, but takes caution when figuring them out. With her witty head, Dawnpaw likes to know the reason for everything, and often will go over the smallest of things to figure why the cat did that, and how that cat might be feeling. She also thinks that plans are the most amazing things invented, and always tries to plan things out before she does them. She also has a taste for adventure, within the limits of the clan rules. Often when she checks out something,it will lead to an advantage to the clan. Dawnpaw is not known for her humor, but it does exist in her. On that rare day, you may find her extraordinarily happy and joking about.
Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ Ｍ Ｅ ~ Ｓ Ｏ Ｎ Ｇ } Blame It On The Rain-He is we-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c934GPLrgcA
Ｃ Ｒ Ｕ Ｓ Ｈ } "O-h, ah, no." Dawnpaw is lying, she secretly has a crush on Silentpaw.

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Ｔｈｅ ｎｏｒｍａｌ, ｂａｓｉｃｓ ....

Ｎ Ａ Ｍ Ｅ } "Bluepelt. Plain old Bluepelt. It's not hard to guess the reason for my name."
Sure enough, Bluepelt was named for his slightly Blueish pelt, and blue eyes.
Ｇ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ } "I'm a Tom.
Ｗ Ａ Ｎ Ｔ Ｅ Ｄ ~ Ｒ Ａ Ｎ Ｋ } "I'm fine with just Warrior, thanks."
Ｒ Ａ Ｎ Ｋ } "Didn't you hear? I'm a Warrior."

Ａ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｃｒｉｐｔｉｏｎ...

Ｄ Ｅ Ｓ Ｃ Ｒ Ｉ Ｐ Ｔ Ｉ Ｏ Ｎ } Bluepelt is skinny, like his Mother and Father, but bigger and a bit more densely built like his father. But over all, he would resemble a cat from the ancient Thunderclan. He has longer fur, like his sister, that is a blueish grey. He has greenish blue eyes and a splash of creme under his chin. Bluepelt also has long legs, for running and jumping, and climbing trees, like his Father. His eyes are light and fun-filled, though sometimes serious. He has shoulders slightly on the wider side, and a broad head. Bluepelt's ears are rounded at the top, and not as pointed as others. His fur never seems to be sleek and tidy, but it's okay for him. Bluepelt has a few good scars that are hidden under his fur. Bluepelt also has four slightly lighter grey paws.
Ｆ Ａ Ｍ Ｉ Ｌ Ｙ } "No, my parents were Loners, killed in a Monster Accident.
Ｆ Ｒ Ｉ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｓ } "Well, I haven't made any real friends, but I'm pretty friendly with the whole clan.
Ｅ Ｎ Ｉ Ｍ Ｉ Ｅ Ｓ } "Nah, I don't make enemies.

Ｉ ａｍ Ｉｎ ｄｅｐｔｈ ...

Ｈ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ｏ Ｒ Ｙ } Bluepelt has had a relatively normal life, for a clan cat, disregarding coming to the clan as a young kit. His parents were Loners, that got together for a little while, but once his mother had kits they split up. They both died in a Monster Accident, with his father chasing his mother off of his territory. When that happened, Bluepelt was almost the age to become an apprentice. He wandered for a few days, before stumbling into Moonclan. He has stayed there ever since.
Ｐ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｏ Ｎ Ａ Ｌ Ｉ Ｔ Ｙ } "Well, I would like to say I'm funny, and sarcastic, and I would never betray my clan."
Sarcastic, humorous and funny, are all words to describe Bluepelt. He has that knack to bring in the light, during dark times, and make everybody feel better. He also has that gentle humorous touch, that makes him as gentle as ever when making jokes with a cat who's hurt emotionally. But when he's caught in a bad mood, Bluepelt seems to be extra sarcastic. Not necessarily in a mean way, but when cats point out the obvious, it seems to get under his skin. Caring. It doesn't matter what age, gender or rank you are. If your hurt, Bluepelt will go to comfort you. It's one of his special qualities, that sometimes can separate him from the more fierce toms. If one of those she-cats want a sweet, caring Tom, then he's the one. Bluepelt also has that special spot in his heart for his Dead parents, but it always seemed that they hated him, so Bluepelt tends to not talk about them. . Bluepelt also is fiercely loyal to his clan, the thought of a traitor disgusts him. He would go on any mission, any hunting expedition, any battle in a heart beat for his clan. Bluepelt also has a soft heart for females, and if there's any one that has caught his eye, he won't be afraid to show his likeness for her. But it doesn't madder what she looks like. It matters by her personality..
Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ Ｍ Ｅ ~ Ｓ Ｏ Ｎ Ｇ }Here's To Never Growing Up-Avril Lavigne- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXd2WxoOP5g
Ｃ Ｒ Ｕ Ｓ Ｈ } "Nope."

[despairz]

[ your ah-ma-zing chandler! I'll take Redpool- getting pic now. I'm getting lazy :p

also, could icestar mentor skypaw? ]

[park.]

[ We can start now! ]

[beryl]

{I've finished my forums, am I accepted? c:

[despairz]

ok! could i post first or would you like chandler? ]

[park.]

[ I don't mind you can and you need a second picture for Bluepelt. ]

[beryl]

{Oops, I'll get that quick. c:
Edit: Done. c:

[despairz]

[ okay! thanks. here's the posts if anyone wants to interact. ]

> Redpool <
Redpool sits down, grooming his pelt after going on a hunt. The fresh kill pile was now stocked with a fresh mouse and a rather small magpie, but it was the best he could do after being out before sunhigh. His white jaws stretch open in a massive yawn. Last night, he barely got any sleep, as Windwhisper has been kicking and biting in her sleep. He still felt the slight pain in his should from where she kicked him. He scans the camp, crouching down with his paws tucked under his fluffy chest. The air had a slight bite to it, giving him the slightest of chills through his thick black and white pelt.

> Windwhisper <
Windwhisper blinks open her eyes, seeing light filter through the entrance of the warriors' den. She had slept well, though the dream of the night before still echoed in her mind. She yawns slightly, getting up with a stretch. She pads from the rather large den, squinting as the light beams from the massive blue sky, blinding her momentarily as the bright light shines right into her eyes. "A bit of chill in the air today." She murmurs to herself, her massive blue optics scanning the camp. Not many cats were up right now. It was that or they were hunting or patroling.

> Skypaw <
Skypaw glances around camp, looking for someone to take her on a hunting trip. She bounds to Icestar. "Silentpaw!" She calls out, seeing the tom sitting not too far away. "Want to go hunting if the warriors will take us?" She asks, flicking her slightly fluffed up tail. Her pelt was still messy from sleeping, since the first thing she wanted to do when she got up was stretch her legs and hunt or patrol.

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Silentpaw
Silentpaw growled about to scratch Berrypaw then stopped and looked over at Skypaw. "Your lucky you blind mutt!" he hollered as Berrypaw growled jumping and attacking Silentpaw. He hissed scratching Berrypaw and jumping away. 'Fleabag!" he hissed running away and up to Skypaw. he looked at her and nodded. "yeah sure." he mumbled. "tats toms so rude." he hissed.