Amberleaf
The basics.Age: why, I am 27 moons old.
Gender: I am a female!
Rank: Why, a warrior, what else!
Digging deeperPersonality: Amberleaf is kind and caring, she loves every one, kits, warriors, elders etc.
Wanted Rank: I would like to be the deputy, but I would be content with a warrior, or a queen if I meet the right tom.
History: Well, where to start? I was born in the clan, and at three moons my father died in a battle with a fox. At seven moons, my brother, well, he decided that he was not fit for warrior life so he became a kittypet. My mother ran off, I think she fell in love with a rouge. I'm not sure.
Love Life and kinCrush: I have none at the moment.
Mate: No tom has caught my eye.
Kits: none, but I would like some.
Kin: My father was Rockclaw, but he is dead, my brother was Emberpaw, he is now a kittypet, and my mother, Snowleaf is gone.
Ivykit
The basics.Age: Hi HI HI I am four moons! Woo hoo!
Gender: Umm.... duh... IMA GIRL!
Rank: Ima kit, but one day I'll be leader! Yeah yeah yeah!
Digging DeeperPersonality: Can't you tell? I'm hyper, or so the others say, and I just need to know things. If I don't.... well, I'll go mad! Mad I tell you!
Wanted Rank: Leader! Leader! Leader!
History: I only remember my mother, and the nursery.
Love Life and kinCrush: Nope no noy no no!
Mate: Ima a
KIT!
Kits:.......really?
Kin: My mother. (I may make a form for her if no queens join.)
Lynxpaw
The basicsAge: I'm nine moons, but my scars may make me look older.
Gender: I'm a tom, fur-ball!
Rank: Apprentice.
Digging deeperPersonality: Some say I'm cold and mean, others say I have a short temper. Well, they're right, I can't stand other cats.
Wanted Rank: I don't want any rank, I will leave this clan soon.
History: I was only three moons when my mother drowned. I couldn't save her, then some cat just had to come along and save me! They brought me back to their dumb clan, but I ran away two moons later. I was attacked by a fox, and he left a large scar on my belly, and ripped half my left ear off. I came back to the clan, and decided that I would join until I became a warrior, then I would strike out on my own.
Love life and kin.Crush: No way.
Mate: Why would I want one?
Kits: Why are you asking me so many questions!
Kin: My mother, Moss. She's dead. Now go
Away!