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[.mischief managed.]

(Hello lovelies! May I join?)

[despairz]

[ yeah sure! ^-^ ]

[.mischief managed.]

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name ] "It's Tigerlily," she sniffs.
age ] "26 Moons. I'm young, yes, but not stupid."
rank ] Warrior
gender ] "Female, or couldn't you tell?"
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eye color ] Tigerlily's eyes are a pale green. Depending on the lighting, they can seem almost grey, or, on brighter days may seem to have yellow undertones. They are, however, cold looking, and sometimes seem to stare right through you- which is half accurate. This she-cat is in fact blind on her right side, but you would only ever guess she was if you caught her cocking her head at an awkward angle to get a better look at you.
pelt color ] A very pretty pale creamy ginger she-cat. She has light tiger-like stripes across her body, and a few splotches of darker orange down her back, and dappling her tail and feet. On her face, she has a richer ginger colored raccoon-like mask painted over her eyes. On Tigerlily's legs, splotches of white make it look like she has had paint splattered all over her. The spots range in size and dot both back legs, and front left foreleg. Though her hair is quite short, her tail is strangely fluffy along it's bottom, as if she somehow traded with a long haired cat. The hair wisps down, and is darker along the tips.
markings ] There's no hiding the ugly, array of scars along one of her back paws. It serves as a reminder of a fox trap incident, and makes Tigerlily's paw look mangled and stand out from her otherwise pretty coat.
body ] No matter how much you feed her, Tigerlily stays quite thin. She was a runt when she was a kit, which would explain her small frame, but the she-cat still puts up an arguably decent fight with cats exceeding her size. Some could mistake her for an apprentice, but looking closely you can see that she has the muscular build of a fully grown Warrior.
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traits ] Tigerlily has a bit of a sharp tongued and rude disposition. She tends to snap at newcomers easily, and doesn't trust just anyone. Once you befriend her, though, she grows on you, and once you have her trust, it'd be wise not to betray it.
Tigerlily is as wise as her experiences allow it. Her opinions are always honest and she has the best intentions to fix problems in the best way possible. Those who have known her long know that she is quite nice under her 'security blanket' of seeming snappy. If you really get her in a good mood, it's like night and day. Her eyes may even sparkle with content, if you're lucky.
She is reliable and trustworthy, and will always stay loyal to her leader.
Voice: Vitani(Kovu's sister) From The Lion King
history ] Born to, and raised by a Rogue, she was named Tiger, after the pale stripes that mark her fur. After her mother's disappearance when she was a little over 9 moons, Tiger found her way into Dawnclan's borders. She was trained in the ways of a Warrior, receiving a full name. Tigerlily never had any close friendships, and the lack of distraction may be why she has come so far.

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name ] Songcatcher
age ] 36 Moons
rank ] Warrior
gender ] "She-cat, quite obviously."
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eye color ] Bright blue, which has grey undertones and little black flecks. They're quite noticeable in a crowd of cats, and seem piercing and cold.
pelt color ] Her fur is fluffy, and thick. Her pelt is a creamy white, with a grey tint to it, and mixed in with that are hues of brown and beige. Tabby stripes streak her legs, and hindquarters. Along her spine, she has a dark, charcoal grey stripe, which goes down her tail and ends at the tip. Her face has a mask of grey over it. The same grey covers the backs of her ears. As long as she keeps it well cleaned, her fur shines nicely, sometimes making her look like a Kittypet. The hair on her chin, throat, chest, and belly is a more pure white, like snow. It splotches her stomach and the inside of her legs, and her paws are all white.
markings ] ~
body ] She's a muscular She-cat. Not thin or scrawny, but still maintains that feminine and lithe figure. She is as capable as any tom. Her legs are long, and help her conquer the rougher terrain of the forest. She can easily leap from rock to rock, swim across rivers, and clear fallen trees. Her specialty is running, she has a high endurance, and can keep at it for a long time without being heavily short of breath.
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traits ] Songcatcher is a kind, gentle, and wise cat. She is smart, and knows when not to speak. But if you make her angry, Starclan help you, literally. She is quite mysterious at times. When she needs to speak up for herself, she most definitely will, wether it includes claws or not.
If you're friends with her, you can always turn to her for advice. She'll be there to give her honest opinion.
Voice: Megara from Disney's Hercules
history ] Songcatcher was not born into this clan. She is an exile from a mountain Clan, and traveled long to find Midnightclan. But what she is exiled for, no one knows, which gives her too-nice personality a scary and mysterious tone. Nursery tales say she's a murderer, others say an ex medicine cat who had kits. One thing is for sure; she's definitely not a mother.

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Name:
Ravenkit -> Ravenpaw -> Ravencall
Rank:
Warrior
Gender:
"Male."
Desired rank:
"I've already achieved it."
Personality:
He's stern at times, but friendly. Ravencall likes a good laugh. Joking around keeps his mind off his troubles.
Your first encounter with him might turn you off a bit, as he may take being funny to far. He's quite sarcastic, sarcasm is his first language. You will be able to tell straight away that he's got a kind side, though.
Once you get to know him he's the one to turn to when you need to just talk. He's a very loyal friend, and a proud personalitied cat.
History:
Born to Dawnclan, Ravencall was named for the Raven feather black colored stripes that swirl around his fur. His father was always unknown, to him, and the rest of the Clan. His siblings, identical 'twin' Calico she-cats, died crossing a thunderpath when they were apprentices. The two females we're engaged in friendly competition, and ran across an open highway after a fat rabbit to see who would bring it back to the Clan. As naive as they were, both Lightpaw and Nightpaw didn't bother watching the way they were crossing first, and got tossed aside onto the gravel lining the forest edge by a monster, with a sickening thud. Poor Ravenpaw's mother died of what the Medicine cat had said was stress and depression at the loss of her daughters.
Ravencall now has a proud life as a Warrior of Dawnclan, keeping his head high and his past behind him.
Even though they were born in the same litter, Ravencall never looked anything like any of his kin. Since his mother was a light grey, small, short haired she-cat, it would only make sense that his father would have to have been a Purebred Maine Coon, which is obviously not commonly found within the cats of the forest. But if you try to accuse him of being half kittypet, he'll make sure to deny the suggestion completely and defend himself with claws unsheathed.
Pelt Description:
His fur's patterns swirl around with golden and brown colors, making him look like a bobcat. He has Bobcat-like tufts of fur on the tips of his ears, and a long, wispy haired tail.
Body type:
Ravencall is quite huge, and does not look his age. He is broad shouldered and very muscular, and could easily be mistaken for a full grown Senior Warrior.
Eyes:
Pale Green.
Age:
16 moons.
Other:
Voice: Kenai from Brother Bear

[teacup.]

{ *Casually dances in* No clue how to add Oakstar but nyeh. }

Oakstar rose to his paws and stretched out, he only had a small scratch on his shoulder and so he padded out of the medicine cat den, hearing Gingerfoot and starting to growl. He instantly dashed over to the nursery to check if the queens were okay.He blinked in surprise when he saw three small kits curled up by his sister, Cherrywhisker.

{ Dawnkit and Gingerfoot should team up sometime, two betraying cats woo }

[despairz]

[ there's already a prohpecy, i thought? tigerpaw and gingerfoot, the two evil ones?

and I have all open except nutpaw and redpool, and ashfoot. ]

[teacup.]

{ I don't think there is one on the front page, and I was referring to the fact I usually make a cat called Dawnpaw and she is insane xD }

[despairz]

Puresoul
looks; Puresoul<3
No mate<3

Puresoul-

Puresoul nodded to her, he was about to speak and tell her it was fine, that all medicine cats got grumpy because of there duties. Before his eyes went white, and full of a milky stary substance. He awoke in a dreamy like place, he looked around to see he was walking in star clan- what was going on? He looked to see the first leader of this clan, Midnight. He automatically bowed, closing his eyes.. But soon he felt that black cats tail tap his shoulder gently, and he looked up. "Puresoul,
Ginger and Tiger, deadly as foxes- will tear the roots of this clan apart,"
said the old cat. Puresoul's eyes widened, but before he could ask, he was poofed back awake, he looked shocked, eyes wide as the sun.

[ i was referring to this. ]

[Natya]

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22 moons
shecat
warrior

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Hello, funny to have bumped into you here. I'm Featherwing. Oh,i know it's such a simple name, but I think it suits a simple cat like me, don't you? My mother just couldn't resists naming me Featherkit after a feather fell on on my head once it was proven i would survive. My father deemed it ridiculous and often begged my mother to have the leader change it, but to no avail. He slowly came to accept my name, sadly the only thing of me he accepted. The 'wing' part was added once i became a warrior. The leader said it would flow with my already given name, and flourish my swift jumping abilities. I was given that name a few moons ago, now I'm 22 moons old. Oh,what was that? My gender? Well how rude! I'm obviously a she-cat, and even if it wasn't obvious you don't just go asking that sort of thing! What do the queens of your clan teach you. Speaking of queens,i am not one. I am a warrior, I fight to protect my clan and train young apprentices to become hardworking warriors.

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Silver pelt
forest green eyes
lean, slim
Dark grey tabby like markings.

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My appearance? Strange request but I'll answer. I'm rather slim and lean, standing at a rather short height. I have rather long silver fur and dark grey tabby like markings running down my body. I have sharp forest green eyes that help me spot enemies and prey easily. I really don't know what else you want me to say.. i mean you can clearly see me. (Unless you are blind and for that i apologize!)

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Mother; Froststep(deceased)
Father; Whisperclaw
Siblings; russetpelt, bluepaw(deceased), Snowfur
Crush; None
Mate; None
Kits; None

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Ah, family. Of course i have a family, everyone does whether they know them or not. My mother was a dreamer, often spent her time hunting or collecting herbs for the medicine cat. She met my father at a young age, he was tough and mean, rarely let anyone near him. Some say he only used my mother to pass on his legacy, whatever that means. My mother had four kits, russetkit, bluekit, snowkit, and me, featherkit. We often spent our younger days being trained by our father. Unlike the other kits we could not play about and be goofy. We were to be examples of fine made warriors, except there's only so much you can do behind a mothers back. I was the runt of the litter, small and stumbling at my every move. This made me a target for my fathers rage. Mentioning my father's rage, that's what got my sister killed. She was far to young to be an apprentice but he insisted, it just so happened that her first time out of camp they were ambushed and she was killed. My mother died a couple moons after that, some say it was grief that killed her, i think it was russetpaw. Crush you ask? I don't really have one. It's hard to find someone who fits my tastes, and can handle me. There's also the part where I'm not exactly searching for a tom right now anyway. Since i don't have a crush,we can cross mate off the list,and crossing that off crosses off kits too.

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Often makes up things as she goes along
Trust worthy
Doesn't usually follow through with things
Often reliable.

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My personality? Well i can't really say for certain but i think i'm a pretty trust worthy gal. I guess i should probably just tell youthings i like and hope you get my personality from that. Well, I like hunting, it clears my mind and let's me get some time to myself. I also quite enjoy swimming, strange thing for a cat to like but i can't help but love it. Though my fur disagrees sometimes. I don't like being to hard on people, a trait i developed from my mother. But i will discipline an apprentice if needed. I'm really not sure what you want me to say, I guess to get a full view of my personality you'll have to hang around me more.

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♫I don't believe in believe in miracles, I never did
Nothing ever happens here, So sick of it
I told you, I need to
No one can hurt you now
get myself into something new
I'm for something mystical, histerical,
Dark, intensive, sexual.
♫

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♫I'm not gonna live forever
Said "I'm not gonna live forever"
Better make it Now or Never (ever,ever)
I'm not gonna live forever
Said "I'm not gonna live forever"
Gotta make it Now or Never.
Forever or Never
♫

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How I got here? I simply stumbled upon the place. I was hunting, clearing my mind and hoping to find something to survive the next few sunrises off of, when i stumbled into this place. Oh i assume you want to know more about me before i make my home here, let's see.... I was born in a clan that is now long gone, destroyed itself really. My father and mother were rather normal, except my father had quite a temper. I escaped the clan by slipping away quickly, being short and unnoticed in the clan already made it easy. I'm not a danger to your clan,infact if you asked me to leave i will. I've just been a loner for a while now and I would hate to stay a loner much longer.

[teacup.]

{ Ahhh I see. I didn't see that post! }

[despairz]

[ i might make a new cat and ask to delete a few since most of them aren't really used.

oh. well I'll be telling love to put it on the front page. ]