Silverclan (new and accepting)

[Firecharmlily]

"Mirapaw," Silverstar said. "Thank you for saving my life. You shall have first pick from the fresh kill pile." On the way back, Silverstar cat two voles and a pigeon. "You carry the catnip to Thymeleaf while I carry this fresh kill." She then proceeded to carry the fresh kill to camp.

[Alpha*]

(They know eachother, and have for the last moons)

Forms

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User: Alpha*

Lonername: Fallen
Nicknames: Fell, Fall, Fallen, Ghost
Clannames: FallenRains

Personality: Funny and sweet - a softie once you get past the raging, cold, aloof, arogant, mean cat that is his shell.Fallen is quiet (infact, he rarely speaks at all), a quick learner but will often do it his way after learning how to do whatever it is, He is smart and resourceful. This tom has anger issues, infact when he is angry you'd better stay out of his way. He doesnt trust anyone. A thirst to prove himself is only rivaled by his anger.

History: His father was the equivilant of a medicine cat, moons ago and his mother a Rouge, he was born.. and survived but his mother didnt. Taken far away as a foundlings soon only Fell lived. The elders taking that as a dire warning banished the kit. And killed the med-cat who confessed his son and all. Fallen was raised by himself by a pair of mean old toms- who taught him alot. When they died he went in search of SilverClan
Age: 20 (almost 21) moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: He is a Loner
Desired Rank: Warrior
Rank that fits Best: A cross between Med-cat, Warrior and Rouge
Clan: Silver
Mate: --- She died
Crush: ---
Kits: --- Not anymore, they died.
Kin: ---
Friends: Just Wax

Apptitudes: He is an amazing fighter, few cats can match his skill. He knows herbs. Can run and climb like the wind
Flaws: Aroggant, angers easilly
Fears: Fire, Dogs, his... Visitations
Weakness: Temper, Kits, Wax, he isnt a suberb hunter -infact most of his meals come from others
Oddities: He is visited by StarClan and recieves warnings, he fears those visits and believes himself as going crazy
Singularities: See above
Secrets: See above - but its not just when he is sleeping, only Wax knows... for now

Eyes: are a shade of blue that can be mistook for gray or almost clear at times.
Body: Tall and thin but with powerful fighters shoulders and muscles, a long tail. He has extra toes - polydactil, and his fur while short is very thick. Fallen is... tall and then but built like a jaguar, all muscle. He has extra toes (A polydachtil) and a Really long tail.
Pelt: Silver and grays at times he looks like a star-clan cat. His pelt is all the shades of falling rain (grays and silvers) and at times cats take him to be a Star-Clan cat. Why? He has no idea but maybe its because he looks like he has stars in his fur when rain is on it, or a phantom when the sun hits it just right... His pelt is thick and glossy


Other: He frequenly ignores the Warnings. Dont get on his bad side. This tom-cat rarely speaks and likes to play hero. He knows herbs (and has picked up some seriously odd human tactics to have them all year - grow them) and is a mediocre at best hunter. A suberb fighter, he loves to fight

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User: Alpha*

Lonername: Wax
Nicknames: Wax, Little Hare
Clannames: Nightpaw, NightLilly

Personality: Sweet, funny, smart.Night is sweet and loyal, a chatter but funny and knows when to be serious, she will do what she thinks is right, reguardless of the consequences and if she dissagrees with something will often get it done AS FAST as possible... just to annoy others.

History: She was born to a a rouge and a warrior Cast out when it became known at a young age she was soon rescued by Fell. He trusts n loves her as a sister. She is the only one he is loyal to and listens too, to any degree

Age: Almost 11 and 1/2 moons
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Loner
Desired Rank: Warrior
Best Suited Rank: Just a Hunter
Clan: Silver

Apptitudes: Hunting, swimming, tracking, climbing and calming down - talking into Fell
Flaws: She is scared of other cats
Fears: Cats, fire, spiders
Oddities: nope
Singularities:

Eyes: Green
Body: thin and tall and lythe
Pelt: White with a dusting of redgold, tlal and lythe and thin

Siblings: none
Kits: uhhh
Crush: hhmmm not yet
Mate: No
Friends: Just Fell


Other: Nerp - she works well with others, and likes to learn new things. She knows herbs - and how to grow them in winter, like humans. She is a hunter-swimmer-climber-tracker-runner more than anything, faster than most cats but cannot fight because she dislikes hurting others. Dont push her though, she Can.

(Lawl, finally Done)

[Firecharmlily]

(They know eachother, and have for the last moons)

Forms

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User: Alpha*

Lonername: Fallen
Nicknames: Fell, Fall, Fallen, Ghost
Clannames: FallenRains

Personality: Funny and sweet - a softie once you get past the raging, cold, aloof, arogant, mean cat that is his shell.Fallen is quiet (infact, he rarely speaks at all), a quick learner but will often do it his way after learning how to do whatever it is, He is smart and resourceful. This tom has anger issues, infact when he is angry you'd better stay out of his way. He doesnt trust anyone. A thirst to prove himself is only rivaled by his anger.

History: His father was the equivilant of a medicine cat, moons ago and his mother a Rouge, he was born.. and survived but his mother didnt. Taken far away as a foundlings soon only Fell lived. The elders taking that as a dire warning banished the kit. And killed the med-cat who confessed his son and all. Fallen was raised by himself by a pair of mean old toms- who taught him alot. When they died he went in search of SilverClan
Age: 20 (almost 21) moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: He is a Loner
Desired Rank: Warrior
Rank that fits Best: A cross between Med-cat, Warrior and Rouge
Clan: Silver
Mate: --- She died
Crush: ---
Kits: --- Not anymore, they died.
Kin: ---
Friends: Just Wax

Apptitudes: He is an amazing fighter, few cats can match his skill. He knows herbs. Can run and climb like the wind
Flaws: Aroggant, angers easilly
Fears: Fire, Dogs, his... Visitations
Weakness: Temper, Kits, Wax, he isnt a suberb hunter
Oddities: He is visited by StarClan and recieves warnings, he fears those visits and believes himself asging crazy
Singularities: See above
Secrets: See above - but its not just when he is sleeping, only Wax knows... for now

Eyes: are a shade of blue that can be mistook for gray or almost clear at times.
Body: Tall and thin but with powerful fighters shoulders and muscles, a long tail. He has extra toes - polydactil, and his fur while short is very thickFallen is... tall and then but built like a jaguar, all muscle. He has extra toes (A polydachtil) and a Really long tail.
Pelt: Silver and grays at times he looks like a star-clan cat. His pelt is all the shades of falling rain (grays and silvers) and at times cats take him to be a Star-Clan cat. Why? He has no idea but maybe its because he looks like he has stars in his fur when rain is on it, or a phantom when the sun hits it just right... His pelt is thick and glossy


Other: He frequenly ignores the Warnings. Dont get on his bad side. This tom-cat rarely speaks and likes to play hero. He knows herbs (and has picked up some seriously odd human tactics to have them all year - grow them) and is a mediocre at best hunter. A suberb fighter, he loves to fight.

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User: Alpha*

Lonername: Wax
Nicknames: Wax, Little Hare
Clannames: Nightpaw, NightLilly

Personality: Sweet, funny, smart.Night is sweet and loyal, a chatter but funny and knows when to be serious, she will do what she thinks is right, reguardless of the consequences and if she dissagrees with something will often get it done AS FAST as possible... just to annoy others.

History: She was born to a a rouge and a warrior Cast out when it became known at a young age she was soon rescued by Fell. He trusts n loves her as a sister. She is the only one he is loyal to and listens too, to any degree

Age: 16 moons
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Loner
Desired Rank: Warrior
Best Suited Rank: Just a Hunter
Clan: Silver

Apptitudes: Hunting, swimming, tracking, climbing and calming down - talking into Fell
Flaws: She is scared of other cats
Fears: Cats, fire, spiders
Oddities: nope
Singularities:

Eyes: Green
Body: thin and tall and lythe
Pelt: White with a dusting of redgold, tlal and lythe and thin

Siblings: none
Kits: uhhh
Crush: hhmmm not yet
Mate: No
Friends: Just Fell


Other: Nerp - she works well with others, and likes to learn new things. She knows herbs - and how to grow them in winter, like humans

(Lawl, finally Done)

(accepted! And thank you for joining.)

[Alpha*]

(Thank you!and as much as i can is anyone free?)

[Willow-way]

Willows in the med den )

[Nessiie]

Dreamkit sat restlessly in the nursery. "Hey, Stonekit! We can be warriors! Come on!" she mews excitedly.
"Where are we going?" Stonekit asks puzzled.
"To the warriors den of course!" his sister answers.
"But we're not supposed to until we're warriors! and we aren't even apprentices yet!" Stonekit says sternly, trying to convince his sister not to get in trouble for once.
"Just for a few seconds!" Dreamkit pleads with her brother.
"Fine.." Stonekit says reluctantly.
Dreamkit races out of the den with Stonekit following her. She dives into the warrior den and hides under a vacant nest. "I will be the deputy! You will be my fellow warrior" she declares.
"Ok!" Stonkit says. "What will I be doing today, deputy?" he says to Dreamkit.
"You get the day off!" Dreamkit says giggling.

(I made this WAY too long)

[Alpha*]

(thank you. maybe she could go herb searching?)

Fell leans heavilly on his friend as they trek deeper into the Silver-Clan's territories - his precious herbs in his jaws, exaustion and pain in phantometile eyes. "We'll be there soon." says the little she-cat by his side and he doesnt respond with more than a flick of his ears. The large owl that had attacked the she-cat had been their dinner -and breakafast - it had foolishly thought her a weak kitty-pet and.. Alone. His keen gaze again goes to the rabbit she is carrying - ashaimed to need help, nomatter that his wound is already treated.

[Willow-way]

She's a warrior.... ) Willow deciding could go huntign she bound out of camp limping she heard noises of cats and peered through a bush lashing her tail she jumped out bared teeth *

[Nessiie]

Dreamkit saw Willow go out of camp. "Hmm..." she thinks. "I wanna go out of camp!" She looks over at her brother, who is pretending to stalk a mouse. She sneaks out of the den making sure he cant see her, and then follows Willow, making sure she cant see her either. Then she sees the other two cats. She hides behind a tree waiting to see what will happen.

[Alpha*]

Fell, despite his injury pins his ears, narrows his eyes and softly growls. Wax stops him from attacking by pushing infront-only just- of him and speaking, "We arn't here to cause trouble." she pauses, "My companion, he is injured, we got attacked - we want to join your Clan."

The silver tom sways lightly, still leaning heavilly on the she-cat beside him, but still also ready to fight to the death.

(oops sorry)