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name ▶ delilah
age ▶ thirty-two moons
gender ▶ she-cat
rank ▶ loner
love ▶ none currently
+ traits ▶ independent, flirty,
observant
- traits ▶ standoffish, cautious,
anxious
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Delilah is a 32 moon old she-cat. She is quite the looker. Delilah is a very light sandy color over the majority of her body, and she has darker brown tabby points on her paws, tail, nose, cheeks, ears, and the top of her head. Her pelt isn't what causes her to stand out, though. What does stand out are Delilah's very large, pale blue eyes that are lined by dark skin and are very expressive. Overall, Delilah is not an exceptionally large or small cat. She has an average build and muscu-
lature, with a thick, fluffy pelt that adds a bit of 'heft' to her appearance. Despite being at least decently attractive, Delilah is romantically unattached, most likely due to her status as a loner. The she-cat is open to the idea of a mate and kits one day, but it would take a special tom to convince her to settle down. Now that you know all about her personal information, you should probably know about Delilah's personality. She is kind an friendly when with someone she trusts, but can be standoffish and even rude to felines she doesn't know. She developed this due to her life as a loner, where every other cat you come across is typically out to take advantage of or fight you. Eventually she learned to avoid other cats all together and now when she travels she is very cautious and tends to keep to the shadows or the trees. This is a lonely life, however, and it often leaves Delilah missing socialization. She will quickly quell this feeling though as she distrusts most every other cat. During the few times that Delilah has found a cat she feels 'okay' enough to socialize with, if it is a tom, she can get rather flirty as she was never granted much attention when she was young and now she craves it on occasion. Delilah loves to travel and never settles down in one place for too long. If she keeps to one area for too long of a time, she often gets anxious and paranoid. This is due to her history, of course. When she was younger, anytime Delilah felt safe and at ease tragedy typically struck soon after and would force the she-cat to move on once again. It all started when Delilah was a kitten. She was born in a large litter to a kittypet, and was quickly given away to a new home. In her new home, Delilah wasn't paid much attention too and occasionally she was even slapped or kicked. She was only in her new home for three months tops, before they dumped her somewhere in the middle of nowhere alongside a road, deciding that the little kitten was more responsibility than they had bargained for. Delilah was too young to fend for herself, but a loner she-cat came across the abandoned kit and took her in. The she-cat, named Sugar, became Delilah's adoptive mother and took care of her until Delilah was 11 moons old. Then, one day when Sugar was showing Delilah how to steal roadkill off of the thunder-path, the older she-cat was hit by a monster. After darting out to the only mother she'd ever really known, and almost getting hit by a monster herself, Delilah knew that Sugar was dead. Delilah knew the basics of hunting and a little bit about fighting by now, and so she sought to take care of herself from now on. And so, the sandy she-cat traveled until she found a small den with a little bit of prey and a water source nearby, and quickly made her home there. She lived on her own, keeping in this little area, for a few months until a rogue male wandered by and found Delilah hunting one day. This male was cruel and toyed with the young she-cat, terrifying her before

chasing her out of her little territory. He even left her with a small scar along her left hip, along which hair no longer grows. A similar instance happened the second time that Delilah had settled down and then she gave up on finding a home and decided to just keep on moving. She felt that if she just kept on moving she would be safer.

[lysistraticmuse]

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ｇｅｎｄｅｒ: she-cat

ｍｏｏｎｓ 27 moons

ｐａｓｔ ｎａｍｅｓ Comfreykit, Comfreypaw

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｎａｍｅ Achieved

ｒａｎｋ Queen

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｒａｎｋ Achieved

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ She's very motherly and quiet, always willing to listen or act as a supportive figure to any of the cats in her clan. She is very protective of her kits, as only one of her last litter survived.

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ Normal Clan life. She had a litter of kits before, but only one of them was able to survive to become a warrior. Due to this, she's become a permanent queen, protecting the nursery and helping take care of the kits

ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ Heterosexual

ｃｒｕｓｈ None, open

ｍａｔｅ None, open

ｋｉｎ Hawkkit, Finchkit, Cloudkit, Skykit

ｏｔｈｅｒ Her tail is unusually long for her size. She smells of herbs and juniper berries, along with the smells of the nursery.

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ｇｅｎｄｅｒ: Tom

ｍｏｏｎｓ Less than one moon

ｐａｓｔ ｎａｍｅｓ None

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｎａｍｅ Finchkit, Finchstorm

ｒａｎｋ Kit

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｒａｎｋ Warrior

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ He's a very kind tom, but a bit of a goof ball.

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ He hasn't had time to have much history.

ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ Unknown

ｃｒｕｓｈ None,open

ｍａｔｅ None, open (pm me!)

ｋｉｎ Hawkkit, Skykit, Cloudkit, Comfreyfeather

ｏｔｈｅｒ Pink nose. Smells of fall, milk, and down.

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ｇｅｎｄｅｒ: She-cat

ｍｏｏｎｓ Less than one moon

ｐａｓｔ ｎａｍｅｓ None

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｎａｍｅ Hawkpaw, Hawkflight

ｒａｎｋ Kit

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｒａｎｋ Warrior, Deputy

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ Sweet and caring.

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ She hasn't had time to have much of a history.

ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ Unknown

ｃｒｕｓｈ None, open (pm me!)

ｍａｔｅ None, open (pm me!)

ｋｉｎ Finchkit, Skykit, Cloudkit, Comfreyfeather

ｏｔｈｅｒ Will grow up to be very pretty. Smells of down, milk, and marigold

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ｇｅｎｄｅｒ: she-cat

ｍｏｏｎｓ Less then one moon

ｐａｓｔ ｎａｍｅｓ None

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｎａｍｅ Cloudpaw, Cloudfall

ｒａｎｋ Kit

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｒａｎｋ Senior Warrior

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ She's very adventurous and funny.

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ She hasn't had time to have much of a history.

ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ Unknown

ｃｒｕｓｈ None, open

ｍａｔｅ None, open

ｋｉｎ Finchkit, Hawkkit, Skykit, Comfreyfeather

ｏｔｈｅｒ She's thin and fast, but not very strong. Smells of down, milk, windflowers, and wind.

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ｇｅｎｄｅｒ: Tom

ｍｏｏｎｓ Less than one moon

ｐａｓｔ ｎａｍｅｓ None

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｎａｍｅ Skypaw, Skyhollow

ｒａｎｋ Kit

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｒａｎｋ Warrior

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ Quiet and Shy

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ He hasn't had much time to have much of a history.

ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ Unknown

ｃｒｕｓｈ None, open

ｍａｔｅ None, open (pm me!)

ｋｉｎ Cloudkit, Comfreyfeather, Hawkkit, Finchkit

ｏｔｈｅｒ He has weak sight in his left eye. Smells of down, milk, and honey.

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ｇｅｎｄｅｒ: She-cat

ｍｏｏｎｓ 6 moons

ｐａｓｔ ｎａｍｅｓ None

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｎａｍｅ Will be Pepperpaw and then Pepperfoot

ｒａｎｋ Kittypet

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｒａｎｋ Apprentince, then Warrior

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ Very sweet and adventurous, always looking for new friends.

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ She was born in a two leg home, but she wants to become a cat of the clan. She's very unhappy with her life as a kittypet.

ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ Bisexual

ｃｒｕｓｈ None, open (pm me!)

ｍａｔｅ None, open (pm me!)

ｋｉｎ None

ｏｔｈｅｒ Very thin and agile. Smells of cinnamon and two legs

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ｇｅｎｄｅｒ: Tom

ｍｏｏｎｓ 58 moons

ｐａｓｔ ｎａｍｅｓ Brokenkit, Brokenpaw

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｎａｍｅ Achieved

ｒａｎｋ Senior Warrior

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｒａｎｋ Achieved

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ Friendly, but serious. Warmhearted

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ Many battles have been fought by the tom, and all of his kin have passed too early or due to age. He'd love to have kits again.

ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ Straight

ｃｒｕｓｈ None, open (pm me!)

ｍａｔｅ None, open (pm me!)

ｋｉｎ Deceased

ｏｔｈｅｒ He has scars all over his pelt and there's a chip in his left ear. Smells usually of sweat and musk.

[✿IssyHeichou✿]

[name] Birchnose
[age] 24 moons
[gender] Tom
[rank] Warrior
[rank wanted] Achieved
[traits] Stubborn, easily agitated , loyal , clumsy
[history-optional] Born and raised in Dawnclan
[crush/mate/kits] Open (Pm me)
[kin] Leafpaw
[anything else?] N/A

[name] Leafpaw ; Leafpool
[age] 11 moons
[gender] She-cat
[rank] Apprentice
[rank wanted] Warrior
[traits] Outgoing, excitable , bubbly and friendly.
[history-optional] Born and raised in Dawnclan
[crush/mate/kits] Open (Pm me)
[kin] Birchnose
[anything else?] N/A

[bing cherry]

(all accepted; we can start now!)

|Ｌｉｌｙｓｔａｒ|
Lilystar padded out of her den, scanning the camp. She stretched and then sighed with satisfaction. All was well...they had been living peacefully for a few moons now, but she could feel the clan starting to get restless.

|Ｗｉｌｌｏｗｔａｉｌ|
The Dawnclan warrior woke up just as the sun started to rise. She yawned and trotted out of the warriors' den, hoping to see someone to hunt with.

[Takk]

Wrenfoot ♂|| Warrior ||38 moons||→None

The cold morning was always unwelcome, his short fur not offering much shelter from the chilling breeze he knew was outside. Sighing slightly, he prayed leaf-bare would reach it's end soon enough so he could sun bathe again. Shifting to his paws, the pale ginger warrior padded outside the den noting the clouds in the sky. It wasn't going to be freezing with bits of sky showing through the grey puffs.

Vervainclaw ♀|| Warrior ||26 moons||→None

The young warrior was always eager to start the day, having been a warrior for almost four seasons. She never stopped trying to prove she'd earned this spot in the clan, even with her terrible hunting. Pushing back the negative thoughts so she could have a decent morning, she stretches out her front legs before following some of her fellow warriors outside the den.

Spidertail ♂|| Rogue ||23 moons||→None

Wriggling his haunches slightly, the slender tom makes a leap and catches the shrew between his claws. Early hunting usually beat those silly clan patrols, so he was always up before the sun for his first meal. Shrew's had to eat every few hours, so any time was a good time for them to be out. Snapping it's small neck with his jaws, the tom pridefully picks up his kills and heads for the border. With a good hunt, it'd be a shame to be caught now when he could easily eat elsewhere.

[nimrod.]

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.☪.....F I R E F A N G

-{ tagged ; Lilystar, Willowtail, Wrenfoot & Vervainclaw }-

--------- Cornered, the tom stood, frozen in a trance as his green eyes focused on the figure encased in shadow before him. Daring to take a step forward, he let out a sudden, venomous hiss as the creature came forward, its speed increasing as its large feet thudded, louder and louder the closer it grew. Just as Firefang raised a paw, preparing to strike, the faceless beast bore down on him.

Head bolting up from his mossy nest below him, the large tom craned his neck, looking around the den as though to ensure his clan mates were still encircling him. Letting out a sigh that was held within his tense frame, he moved his thick paws, pushing up his muscular self as he began to stretch, a tired yawn escaping. It had been moons since he had last had a good night's rest, and the endless horrors of his were beginning to show within his ever readable gaze.

Shaking his head, Firefang exited the den, eyes adjusting to the morning sun as he stopped to breathe in the ever so familiar scents around him. The first thing to catch his eye was Lilystar, her white fur bright as the sun struck it. Giving a hearty, rumbling purr as he approached, he dipped his head, touching his nose ever so lightly to hers in greating as he sat before his leader. "Good day to you Lilystar, I hope you rested well?" he inquired, his broad head cocking to the side ever so slightly.

Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Willowtail as she joined them within the clearing, his eyes closing for a moment as he practically smiled towards the young she-cat. Although he was typically his mysterious self, this morning he couldn't help but savour his clan mates for whom they were, his nightmares reminding him of their importance in his life.

After spending some time allowing his body and mind to awaken, he stood once more, tail curling as he thought to himself what would be best to plan for the morning. Noticing that Vervainclaw and Wrenfoot had emerged from the warrior's den, he used his tail to motion them over, though walked several steps towards them. "Hello you two, what do you say we head out on a patrol along the borders?" he questioned, flicking his ears ever so slightly as he glanced towards Willowtail, as though opening the invitation to the she-cat as well.

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[bing cherry]

|Ｌｉｌｙｓｔａｒ|tagged;Firefang, open
Lilystar dipped her head to her deputy. "As good as any day," she mewed vaguely, deep in thought. She took pride in having such a responsible warrior as Dawnclan's deputy, and expected him to lead Dawnclan through many long and glorious moons. Lilystar snuck a look at the fresh kill pile. It seemed well stocked, well...as well stocked as a leaf-bare fresh kill pile could be, at least. She shook her head, deciding to hunt before taking her share. The clan must be fed first, she reminded herself. She slid into the forest. Lilystar scented the air and hissed. Where is all the prey? Starclan, please let leafbare be over soon! she thought miserably.

|Ｗｉｌｌｏｗｔａｉｌ|tagged; Firefang, open
Seeing Firefang's gesture, she bounded over. "A patrol? Count me in, my paws are getting so restless!" She stretched and impatiently waited to leave. In the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of Lilystar's white pelt. What's she up to today? Willowpelt wondered curiously.

[Takk]

Wrenfoot ♂|| Warrior ||38 moons||→Firefang, Willowtail

His dull eyes fall upon the deputy as he's signaled over with Vervainclaw. Her open nature was a bit conflicted with his more quiet and laid back personality, but she was a hard cat to dislike. The deputy was also a cat he got along with most days, even if being called out on early patrols weren't his favorite. "Little early, side tracked hunting might have to wait until the trip back. But I have no objections." He adds, more interested in working his speed to catch the rare rabbit or a squirrel since rogues were less common. Scent of outsiders still lingered along the border though... A bit tired, the tom nods to acknowledge Willowtail joining them.

Vervainclaw ♀|| Warrior ||26 moons||→Firefang, Willowtail

Her yellow orbs sparkled with excitement being noticed so quickly; it made her feel important. Smiling brightly at the less enthusiastic Wrenfoot, she bumped him as she trotted over. "Objections? So serious." The grey and white cat teases, receiving nothing but a huff from the tom. "I'd love to stretch my legs, beats staying in camp right? Her soft fur was a bit messy as us hadn't made time to groom, but it wasn't important enough to bother her. Willowtail was at least sharing her bright attitude, it'd make the patrol more tolerable.

(Oh no! Someone who types more than me! ^^)

[firelily,]

Ivyfrost|queen|expecting kits|tagged: open

The Dawnclan queen yawned. She could feel tiny squirms and kicks inside her belly. Ivyfrost prayed to Starclan they would all be healthy and happy kits. She padded outside to the fresh-kill pile and picked a scrawny mouse for herself. She was starving, but she didn't want to seem greedy. Ivyfrost purred contently to herself and headed back to the nursery, the mouse in her jaws.

[bing cherry]

|Ｌｉｌｙｓｔａｒ|tagged; Ivyfrost, open
Lilystar returned back to camp with a scrawny squirrel. It had poked its head out of a hole in a tree (probably not aware that it was leafbare) and squeaked loudly, scaring off the rest of the prey as Lilystar leaped over, almost missing it. Lilystar glared at the squirrel and placed it on the fresh-kill pile with a growl rumbling in her throat. To calm herself, Lilystar decided to visit the nursery. Ivyfrost's kits were due to be born soon. As she entered, she saw Ivyfrost picking at a tiny mouse. Lilystar mewed, "How are the kits doing?" she eyed Ivyfrost's swollen belly with a purr.