ϟLightningClanϟ New And Accepting |Needs Warriors

[calico bunny]

{Accepted}

[hypnowave]

Name? Sparrowfall. He used to be known as Sparrow, since his mother had witnessed a sparrow's feather fall on his head as a kit, when he was young. Coincidentally, the suffix 'fall' was also chosen for him.
What's your gender? cis male.
Age? twenty-five moons. He first came upon the Clan at age seventeen.
Your rank? med. cat
Any kin? none that he knows of in the Clan.
Mate? Crush? Kits? all forbidden. Besides, Sparrowfall is an aromantic asexual, feeling absolutely no attraction to any other cat whatsoever. A convenient tidbit to his job as medicine cat.
History? (Optional) born and raised a loner, eventually joined the clan.
Quick personality soft-spoken, calm, assertive.

[ super quick form but will dandy up later. ]

[vivacious_void. ☄]

[[^^Imagine with blue eyes though.]]

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Ｎame: Dovepaw
Ｇender: Tom ♂
Ａge: 7 Moons.
Ｒank: Medicine Cat Apprentice

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Ｐersonality: Dovepaw is a warm-hearted soul, seeking kindness in those who may not have any left in their hearts. Even though his past may be unforgiving, Dovepaw is very considerate, forgiving those who do not even deserve the kindness be bestows. Dovepaw isn't a silent fellow but is on the verge of it. He will speak if spoken to and can be quite friendly. His loving nature does come with a price though as most good things do. He may be a sweet apprentice but will barely ever step up for himself no matter the circumstances. This cat is very submissive, always doing what he is told without any back talk or remarks on his part. Dovepaw often tends to take things to heart, making him a sensitive tom. Though his sensitivity, Dovepaw never likes to burden others with his internal conflicts and always puts others needs before his which often leads to him bottling up his emotions until he eventually explodes.

Ｈistory: Dovepaw came from a long line of purebred kittypets and ever since he was a kit, he lived a life of luxury until he hit a certain age. His twolegs were not fond of his claws and how he used them on their precious furniture and expensive curtains, so they had them removed. Then, his twolegs headed off to some meeting of sorts to never return and leave Dovepaw on his own. So, the kittypet set foot out into the cruel and unforgiving world where it's only the survival of the fitness and Dovepaw was no where fit to be on his own. He had a bad run in with some alley cats, giving him the scar along his belly in which he refuses to speak of and avoids the subject if someone mentions it. Sooner or later the apprentice arrived at Lightingclan territory where he was taken in and placed in the rank of the Medicine Cat's Apprentice.

Ｋin: All deceased.

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Ｓcent: Herbs and a small hint of fresh morning dew

Ｗeaknesses:
-Combat
-Brute Strength
-Hunting

Ｓtrengths:
+Tracking
+ Agility
+ His wits
+ Medicine

Ｌikes:
+Quiet[sometimes]
+Company
+Flowers or meadows
+Cold Weather
+Caring for cats

Ｄislikes:
-Loud noises
-Arguing
-Violence/Fighting
-Cruel and evil cats
-The feeling of abandonment or betrayal
-Hot Weather


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Ｃoat: White with grey mixed with various shades of black splotches.
Ｅye Ｃolor: A blueish-grey color
Ｂuild: Small and meek. Not built for direct combat/fighting.
Ｓcars: A long scar running along his belly. Only visible if he is laying on his side, back, or sitting perfectly up-right.


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Ｓexuality: Homosexual.
Ｃrush: He may have a crush or two.
Ｍate: Forbidden.
Ｏffspring: Forbidden.


[[Reserved. May put my warrior here, still debating on it though]]

[calico bunny]

{Accepted, we can start rping if we get a warrior or two.}

[steakems]

(When can we start? It's been a while)

[hypnowave]

[ when we get some warriors, i think. i might make one jut to populate the clan a little. ]

[steakems]

(Ah, okay. I might make a warrior too then.)

[steakems]

Name? "Firesong"
What's your gender? "Last time I checked, Tom"
Age? "19 Moons"
Your rank? "Warrior"
Any kin? "I only remember my brother, but I don't know where he is"
Mate? Crush? Kits? "Not at the moment"
History? (Optional) "Me and my brother were abandoned by our mother, we had to fight for ourselves in the forest. One day I was exploring and got lost from him, I haven't seen him since.."
Quick personality Firesong is clumsy and has a sense of humor. He can be serious at times, and he loves helping out his clan.

[m a r i e]

Name? "Uh, Flintflurry."
What's your gender? "I'm a Molly, or She-cat, if you wanna call it that."
Age? "I'm thirty two moons, why?"
Your rank? "A warrior 'till the end. Herbs sting my nose."
Any kin? "Not that I know of."
Mate? Crush? Kits? "I don't think I'd really be mother material. Plus, I'd like to stay away from that drama."
History? (Optional) "Huh... Where do I start? Well, I was born a kittypet, raised in a barn. Since barns don't really focus on little pets like I, I usually just roamed about, never really got fed. When I found out a little band of cats started up just around where I lived, though, I took the position almost immediately and proved myself worthy of the title."
Quick personality Flintflurry is boastful and proud to say at the least from her brute strength, but understands to respect elders, maybe challenge them every once in a while, but mostly respect them.




Name? "My name is Heavyblow. GOOD MORNING!"
What's your gender? "ONLY A TRUE MAN CAN HAVE THIS MUCH STRENGTH."
Age? "I'm around thirty-nine moons, but I still got a few years ahead of me! Gahahaha!"
Your rank? "I'm a warrior, a strong one indeed!"
Any kin? "Nope, no one can compare to this coach!"
Mate? Crush? Kits? "WHAT'S THAT? GIVE YOUR VOICE SOME POWER, LAD!"
History? (Optional) (overall normal.)
Quick personality Heavyblow is an extremely strong and bulky tom who's an exceptional coach, almost in anything. Even his voice is powerful, so if you don't want to become half-deaf, stand back before he speaks.

[steakems]

(I'm guessing this roleplay is never going to happen..? o-o)