Thornclan's Revenge {Semi-Lit & Accepting}

[spookskingcal]

{ Hello! Is it possible for me to reserve cats?

[bigwig.]

{Yes, certainly.}

[spookskingcal]

{ As of now, could you reserve the True Leader for me? Unless the space is already taken, that is.

[spookskingcal]

"I prefer winter and fall, when you can feel the bone structure in the landscape---the lonliness of it---the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it---the whole story dosen't show."

"It is wise to direct your anger towards problems -- not people; to focus your energies on answers -- not excuses."

Name: My name is Fallenstar. I, before, was Fallenwing. If you have a problem with my name, I will help you like it.
Gender: I am a tom. If you cannot scent that or tell by looking at me, then you are clearly as helpless as a newborn kit.
Camp: As of now, I reside in Silverblood Cave. But, one day, quite soon, ThornClan shall rise up and take back the land that our ancestors have resided on for generations. We shall not take it back with smooth words and pledges, but with claws and blood!
Rank: I am the True Leader of this territory. Fallenstar lifts his dark head proudly, golden eyes shining. I may not have my full Clan gathered together in one place, but, when we are gathered in full strength, we shall reclaim the Tangle as ours.
Age: I am thirty-one moons and have been Leader of ThornClan for eleven moons. As for my lives left, I have seven of my nine left. One was lost when I was attacked by a badger; the second was lost in the battle which allowed FrostClan to overrun our original Camp.
Apprentice/Mentor: I have no Apprentice now. Brookpaw was killed in the skirmish at our Camp. I do not know when I shall take another Apprentice either.
Personality: Even before the attack on ThornClan, Fallenstar had a short-fuse temper. Most things, be it back talking or open rebellion, would seriously make him mad. This anger-streak kept most cats in line. Yes, there were always a few small moments of misbehavior. Of course! No-cat is perfect! Besides this, Fallenstar was mostly a fair Leader. He 'ruled' the cats of ThornClan well. Before acting on anything, he would always counsel with his Senior Warriors for their views on the matter, Deputy and Medicine Cat included. Even the Elders would sometimes join in with their old wisdom. After that, the black Leader secluded himself in his den and prayed to StarClan, asking for guidance. Then, and only then, would Fallenstar act. He was never one for rash decisions, even with his temper. Though seeming to have a tough shell, there are a few things that Fallenstar has a soft spot for. One major one would be kits. Yes, as strangely as it seems, the battle-hardened Warrior loves kits. And, maybe, after all of this is over, he might find a mate and have some kits. That's something he has secretly always wanted. Another thing he cares for is Leafbare. Yes, the tom knows that it is a time of barren-ness and food is scarce for the Clan, but he finds a solace in the loneliness of the landscape. It is something he loves, for he was born in Leafbare and survived alone for the first time in the harshness of the season. The final thing he cares for, above all, even his own lives, is his Clan. He would give every single one of his lives for all of the cats he calls Clanmates.
History: My past? Oh, come now. Have a seat. Be thankful, for you are about to be regaled with a tale that few know and even fewer remember...
Many moons ago, deep within the wilds of the Tangle, a rogue staggered through the chest-deep snow. The she cat was heavy with kits. Soon, she would birth. And, surely, the grey she-cat thought as she wandered around on bloodied paws, my kits and I shall die in this cold. The she-cat sent up another prayer to StarClan, but she received no answer. Why should she? She had broken Code and was now suffering for her transgressions. It was no less than she deserved. The snow that was falling sparingly with small flakes began to get larger in size and began to fall more quickly.
Crush:
Mate:
Kits:
Siblings and Other Kin:
Theme Song:

[bigwig.]

{You're all reserved 'n' stuff. I was a little late, I haven't been on a lot today.}

[closet-maverick]

{ bump~ c: }

[Wormgod]

((Are we going to start soon? Sorry if I'm pushy.))

[bigwig.]

{Ach, yes, you can if you want. I've been telling myself that I'm going to get around to posting but I haven't...}

Tornheart of the Weeping Dam
Tornheart emerged from her den into the early morning sun. The light reflected off of her single glossy eye, which received none of it. She flicked a tattered ear, listening for the sounds of any other cats who might be awake. She sat down, and curled her tail around her front paws, flicking it back and forth. She would rather wait for other cats to come to her, and stay out of the sun.

[closet-maverick]

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After stretching out her lean muscles, Brokenstorm padded to the entrance of the cave and sat down to begin grooming. She had slept quite comfortably the previous night, her nest being warm and soft, snuggled on a high ledge near the back of the cave. She was quite pleased with her ledge, since it allowed her to see over almost all of the interior of the cave and a bit of outside as well.
Brokenstorm leapt up on top of the cave and looked around, alert for any signs of danger. She was supposed to be on guard duty this morning.

[corviidae]

" The night is darkest just before dawn- and I promise you, the dawn is coming. "

~Name: Stormwater

~Gender: Female

~Camp: Black Fair Cairn

~Rank: Warrior

~Age (In Moons): 26 moons

~Apprentice/Mentor: None at the moment

~Personality:
" I would love it, if you could just get to know me. I don't want to boast or anything that would make a cat dislike me."
She has quite a mysterious outside to herself. At least, sometime according to others. Stormwater doesn't really enjoy sharing her feelings with other cats, not enjoying the feeling of others worrying about her, or bothering her about how she feels. She also is a bit shy, and at the same time driven to defend herself, and her fellow clanmates if she had to, physical or verbal. This tends to make her angry at times, for she doesn't always know what to say, and she feels like she is letting others down this way. Quite otherwise, not very much can fluster her. By that, it isn't easy to make her angry. And if you do make her mad; you must have really screwed up big time. That, or she may be moody.
As you would get to know her, you may learn she is actually quite friendly and sweet. She is a loving, and deeply devoted friend, and Clanmate when she needs to be. However, Stormwater tends to not get too attatched to many people, afraid that she would lose them like she had with one of her best friends whom deceased after the battle with FrostClan.
Always remember though; whether she is sweet or not, she isn't afraid to fight if she needs to. She usually solves problems physically, unless there would possibly be a way for a verbal one; however, this never really goes well and ends up being the other way around.

~History:
" I prefer not to talk about this."
Stormwater was born into ThornClan. She had been raised at the time before FrostClan had taken over. She grew up with a friend she never really talks about much anymore, and she practically stuck to her like glue during apprenticeship as well. Her name was Leafdash. They always practiced with one another, as well as their mentors. Later on, when Stormwater had become a warrior with her friend, was when FrostClan had taken over. During the fight, the new warrior's friend had been lost to them, killed on the camp. Many times has Stormwater wished that she could see her pal once again, to hear her voice..to be able to spend time with her friend like they used to do. Better yet, sometimes Stormwater had wished she could walk among the stars with the deceased. That phase for her has passed, but she still wishes that one day somehow, she could be reunited with her friend...it's the thing she really wants, other than for a cat to show her that there's more than one cat that had cared for her.
She always tries her best not to let her feelings get in the way of the Clan, or the safety of it. That is something she would never try to let slip from her claws.

Crush: Not available

Mate: x
Kits: x
Siblings and Other Kin: Not around

Theme Song(s): Before The Dawn~ Evanescence & Boulevard of Broken Dreams~ Green Day (if two is possible o3o)