prideclan - lgbt+ warriors - open!

[Toxi+Bbun]

Morningnose - 20 moons

"That would be fantastic, Wrenstar," Morningnose replied. "He seems like he has a hard time getting along with other cats, so why not try it out with apprentices his age?" The pale tortoiseshell never received an apprentice back in her old Clan - for she was a young warrior - and was surprised that Wrenstar gave her Owlpaw in the first place. But perhaps due to how patient she was, the leader's choice wasn't that unexpected.

"Should I call for him, or are you going to do that, too?" she inquired. "I think he's still in the apprentices' den right now, since I don't see him out right now." She noticed that now other cats were beginning to emerge from their dens, ready to start their day, so she thought that Owlpaw would be out before long.

[duckteeth]

wrenstar - 34 moons - demirom - pansexual - she/her

"It's good for these younger ones to be around other cats their age who won't treat them as lesser," Wrenstar said, almost feeling odd referring to cats as young ones. Looking over at the apprentice den, she noticed Wolfpaw making his way out and heard the faith rustling of the other apprentices waking up, "I suppose you could go get him? I think I'm a little bit busy here for the moment," she laughed nervously, fearing that she was coming across as rude.

Turning to the group of cats that had formed around her, she purred a sort of wobbly good morning that expressed her nerves. "Well, we certaintly have a lot of work to get done, being in a new camp and all. I think we ought to start with a hunting patrol and a border patrol first, though. I ought to lead the latter one, as I know the borders a little better than everyone else, I think..." she trailed off, tail waving gently as she thought. Leadership was weird. Planning was weird. Ordering other cats around was weird.

"Alright," she said out loud, "I think I ought to make some sort of announcement to set everyone up with tasks and stuff?" she said, her tone growing more questioning as the sentence went on. "You guys could start helping by getting everyone around this stump, I guess? And then definitely patrols and whatnot..." she said, looking at her clanmates hopefully.

[parfom]

- wildflame . it . dfab . quipanromantic pansexual -
Wildflame nodded. "I'll go with the patrol this morning... Maybe i could take fawnpaw with me ? She's been progressing greatly. I think the time when i can't learn her anything anymore's coming soon." Wildflame smiled. Fawnpaw was doing great, and it'd be exited to see fawnpaw become a warrior.



BASICS
username: staravya (formerly gemteeth)
cat name: blacktail (formerly snowfall)
age: 18 moons
gender: trans female
pronouns: she/her
orientation: pansexual quiromantic
rank: warrior

DESCRIPTION
appearance: white and cream coat, with a dark face and fully black tail. blue eyes.
personality: blacktail is very shy. She doesn't like being in the center of attention, but she doesn't mind leading other cats. She's open for everything; She always thinks before saying things, and she doesn' ttalk alot, but once she trusts you, you have a friend for life.
strengths: great hunter, fast runner, very agile
weaknesses: not very strong, afraid of deep water

LIFE
history: Blacktail's name used to be Snowfall, until she wa kicked out of her old clan for being trans. She had to go into hiding in another clan, keeping her trans identity hidden, taking the name Blacktail. She fled that clan, too, because she couldn't take being closeted anymore. The name blacktail stuck.
kin: none.
crush/mate: none, but open.
other: i don't own the image used in this form.

[honeydont]

t a n n a h e a r e

The big tom-cat dipped his head respectfully. He recognized his leader's nervousness but didn't want to say anything that could be construed as trying to undermine her authority. "Patrols sound like a good idea. We should learn this territory the best we can." His voice was still hoarse and sounded like he hadn't spoken for days...and knowing Tannaheare, that was sometimes the case. He still felt a little distant from everyone but was grateful they'd accepted him. Despite how much he liked to pretend otherwise, Tannaheare needed companionship.

He blinked at Wrenstar. "Would you like me to wake the rest of the warriors?" His ears flickered as he heard Wildflame speak, talking about its apprentice. Tannaheare didn't have one of his own yet, and had mixed feeling on it. Anyway, he hoped he could go on the border patrol rather than the hunting one; he wasn't very good at hunting, being used to scavenging for food. It was embarrasing and he didn't want the rest of his clanmates to know.

[Courier.]

Mistyfire- genderfluid - currently masculine - pansexual - mood neutral - tagged- n.a
Even after coming to the conclusion that they should be getting up, Mistyfire still lingered in their nest for a few extra moments, wanting to savor the feeling they were experiencing, and capture it for revisiting later. Soon, Mistyfire's stomach rumbled, as if reminding them that they couldn't spend the whole day in the den. So without further ado, Mistyfire rose to their black and white paws, long-furred tail swishing. They padded out into the early morning sunshine, narrowing their pupils to combat the abundance of light. Shaking their head, they tilted their head up, sniffing. Mistyfire noticed a growing group around Wrenstar, and she looked a bit overwhelmed. So instead of adding to the group, Mistyfire sat down, and waited for the patrols to be dispatched.

[Toxi+Bbun]

Morningnose - 20 moons - Tagged: Owlpaw

"Got it, Wrenstar," Morningnose replied. "I'll be sure to wake him up. You can go...uh, set up the patrols, yeah, what you do!" she added in nervously. She didn't want to come across as bossing the leader around at all. That'd probably earn her a few odd looks - not that she didn't already get some, that is.

The pale tortoiseshell turned away from the leader, and padded toward the apprentices' den. She noticed that Wolfpaw had already left, and she wouldn't be surprised if Fawnpaw and Kestrelpaw were soon to follow. But she wasn't here for them. Owlpaw appeared to not have woken up yet, so she padded over to the young apprentice, prodding him with a paw.

"Wake up!" she whispered. "We're going on a hunting patrol! I'm going to bring some others, too!" She remembered that there were others in the den, too, so she kept her voice down in respect of them. After all, sometimes Morningnose could get a bit too loud at times, when she did get that interested in talking, that is.

[Transkitty]

.:GεηεЯαι:.
{υѕernaмe }
Elsa
{naмe}
Hawkclaw
{nιcĸnaмe}
None
{gender}
Agender
{pronouns:}
He/Him
{orientation}
Panromantic asexual
{age}
Twenty-four moons
{Rank}
Deputy



.:ρhуѕіςαι:.
{deѕcrιpтιon}
Short tan fur with blue eyes.
{eye color:}
Blue
{scars, markings, etc.:}
Scars from a hawk attack crisscross his flanks, however his thick pelt hides them.
{unique differentiation(s):}
Hawkclaw is deaf.



.:іη Dερτh:.
{perѕonalιтy}
If you asked those who knew him to pick one word to describe Hawkclaw, you'd probably most often hear gruff. Of course, no one can be totally described in one simple word, so you'd probably hear many more after that, such as dedicated and passionate. Hawkclaw is in fact gruff, but not like most males would be. He is extremely upfront and short with words, making sure to get to the point as soon as he can. He doesn't see the point in wasting time with flowery words and dancing around an issue makes him antsy and annoyed, which brings his temper out. When he does not have any reason to talk, Hawkclaw chooses to remain silent and simply observe what is going on around him, something that others seem to think is unfriendliness. He and his friends know that it isn't, however he doesn't care.

Despite this, Hawkclaw is incredibly dedicated when he sets his mind to a task. He will do anything it takes to achieve his goals, even if that means he has to put himself in danger to do so. However, he is not stupid, and he will often times find other means of getting what he needs. When he is pursuing something, his real passion comes out, and strangers begin to see why so many flock to him.
{нιѕтory}
His history will come out through roleplaying.
{ѕтrengтнѕ}
He is very agile and seems to have an affinity for hunting. Even during the long moons of leafbare, he knows where the prey is hiding and almost never has an unsuccessful hunt.
{weaĸneѕѕeѕ}
Because of his small stature, Hawkclaw is not physically strong. This means he doesn't do well during fights, and he is not much help during fox attacks.


.:Rειατiσηshiρ:.
{devotion level:}
High
{love ιnтereѕт}
None.
{wнaт тнey looĸ ғor ιn a spouse}
Hawkclaw longs for someone who is as loyal as he is. He wants a mate who is strong enough to hunt for him and their clan.
{oтнer}
None.

[Courier.]

Kestrelpaw- tom - homosexual - tagged- n.a
From the dim light of the apprentices' den, Kestrelpaw blinked himself out of the land of sleep. He tilted his head, gathering all his memories of his dream. From what he could recover, a group of other cats had been following a brightly coloured butterfly. They were entranced and tried to touch it, but it stayed tantalizingly out of reach. Kestrelpaw, however, had not been transfixed by the butterfly. Instead, he had been distracted by an interesting-looking leaf, and pursued it in the opposite direction. It kept speeding up until he was flat-out running, panting for breath. He finally reached it and pinned it down at his paws--and then he woke up. Kestrelpaw scratched his ear. He briefly wondered what the dream meant, but soon forgot about it when he padded out of the den.

[parfom]

- wildflame . it . dfab . quipanromantic pansexual -
"Ah... There you are, Kestrelpaw. I would like to take you on a patrol this morning, if you're awake enough. Be sure to pick yourself something nice from the fresh-kill pile too." Wildflame said with gentle eyes. It was always worried it was being too harsh on Kestrelpaw, as it isn't very good with handling social interactions.

[sapiosexual]

markin omg..