by ~*Amber*~ » Fri Mar 11, 2016 2:59 pm
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SorrelStorm
ω н ᴏ ᴀ ʀ ᴇ ʏ ᴏ ᴜ?Nᴀᴍᴇ?- SorrelStormGᴇɴᴅᴇʀ?- FemaleAɢᴇ?(In moons)- 36 MoonsRᴀɴᴋ?- WarriorƉᴇƨɪʀᴇᴅ яᴀɴᴋ?- DeputyƉᴇƨɪʀᴇᴅ Warrior Nᴀᴍᴇ?- SorrelStormα ˩ ɪ ᴛ ᴛ ʟ ɛ Ɔ ʟ ᴏ ƨ ᴇ я . . . Ƥᴇяƨσɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ?- SorrelStorm has often been told Starclan made a mistake in making her a Molly, as she acts and thinks like a tom. This tom girl is always ready to throw down with anyone that asks with overbearing spunk and sass. She tends to speak her mind too freely which has gotten her into more trouble than anyone in the clan. Despite the fact of being obnoxious and a bit too rowdy, she has a complete dedication for the well being of the clan. As she is far too energetic to stand still, she often is the first to volunteer to help in work and patrols, the earlier the better. Her bravery on the battlefield shows her fierce loyalty she holds for the clan. You could not meet a more manly cat- not even a tom. Ƥɛʟᴛ Ɖᴇƨᴄʀɪρᴛɪᴏɴ?- SorrelStorm has a short yet slightly poofy tortoiseshell and white pelt. Mostly the front half of her body is white while the back is rusty ginger and black. Her neck fur is the fluffiness, yet it tends to smooth down as you go down to her tail. Єʏɛ Ɖᴇƨᴄʀɪρᴛɪᴏɴ?-A pale summer greenβᴏ∂ʏ Ɖᴇƨᴄʀɪρᴛɪᴏɴ?- She is one of the larger warriors with great muscle tone. The kind of muscles that ripple when you walk- that's right, she is ripped. She is considered to have a stout body type, though she has average lengthen legs she indeed has a shorter torso. She has broad shoulders and a large head, with many notable scars on her back and flank from attacks from smaller cats.Ƙɪи?- DeadO ɴ ᴛ ʜ ɛ ɪ ɴ ƨ ɪ ᴅ ɛ˩ɪᴋᴇs?- Wrasslin' (As she calls it),training apprentices, training herself, running, rain, and swimming.Ɖɪƨʟɪᴋɛƨ?- Lazy cats, trips to the medicine den, heat,loners and wild animals.Ғɛᴀяƨ?- Failing her clan, Heights, fire, and snow (it is sorcery to her)Ƨᴛяɛɴɢᴛʜƨ?- Exceedingly well fighter, swimmer, high stamina, and overall raising low moral.Ɔяʋƨʜ?- *Snorts*ƜɛᴀƘɴɛƨƨɛƨ?- She can't for the life of her get her fat butt up a tree, not very fast, and poor sense of direction.Oᴛʜɛя?- "Lived a pretty average life growing up here in the clan" ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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Spirit
ω н ᴏ ᴀ ʀ ᴇ ʏ ᴏ ᴜ?Nᴀᴍᴇ?- SpiritGᴇɴᴅᴇʀ?- FemaleAɢᴇ?(In moons)- 16 moonsRᴀɴᴋ?- I'm a loner as of now...Ɖᴇƨɪʀᴇᴅ яᴀɴᴋ?- If I was ever to join a clan, I would want to be a warriorƉᴇƨɪʀᴇᴅ Warrior Nᴀᴍᴇ?-I never thought about it... (SpiritStep) α ˩ ɪ ᴛ ᴛ ʟ ɛ Ɔ ʟ ᴏ ƨ ᴇ я . . . Ƥᴇяƨσɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ?-She talks big which can be good unless her opponent attacks then she runs, not having much fighting ability ,but good evasive. She is not very loyal to anyone until you be come her friend and she will be one of the most loyal cats you know, to you and you only. She loves to be free and independent, so she does not take orders well and if you do order her, she will disobey out of spite Ƥɛʟᴛ Ɖᴇƨᴄʀɪρᴛɪᴏɴ?- As seen in the picture, she has a very dense pelt that is base light brown with dark markings seemingly drawn on by an artist. She has a white blaze on her chest heading all the way down to her underbelly along with a white snout and toes Єʏɛ Ɖᴇƨᴄʀɪρᴛɪᴏɴ?- Very deep blue like a glistening pond, always seeming sad, It's the first thing a cat would see in her and judge her by....the sadness that lays within the depthsβᴏ∂ʏ Ɖᴇƨᴄʀɪρᴛɪᴏɴ?-She may seem buff, but its all fur...fur that covers up all the scars on her body. She has a tail that is shorter than it should be because a dog bit it off to that length. It scabbed over and fur grew back but, it is obviously damaged despite all the fur that covers it. She has small paws attached to long slender legs. Though she is not very strong, she is not very weak, having muscles to prove it, her body better fits a hunter than a fighter Ƙɪи?-Rowen, Her brother, others unknown O ɴ ᴛ ʜ ɛ ɪ ɴ ƨ ɪ ᴅ ɛ˩ɪᴋᴇs?-To be very high up in trees, closer to the sky, In close quarters to feel safe and she loves the sweetness of fruit *My cat loves to lick the pits of my eaten peaches, XD It's weird) Ɖɪƨʟɪᴋɛƨ?-Those who pray on the weak, Naive/dense cats Ғɛᴀяƨ?-Dogs, twolegs and deep water Ƨᴛяɛɴɢᴛʜƨ?-Very acrobatic/fast and has a high pain tolerance Ɔяʋƨʜ?- *Shakes head*ƜɛᴀƘɴɛƨƨɛƨ?- Does not have a lot of strength, Smart mouth, Weak swimmer Oᴛʜɛя?- She was taken away by some shady housefolk, keeping an happy attitude, glad to have a real home. Or so she thought. They lived in a trailer park, large dogs everywhere and she was terrified of them. Left out to die, chained to a post, she was mauled and nearly killed many times over by the dogs. (Rotties, German shepherds and massises dogs) Even though she faced death more than once, she held on with a strand of her life, managing to survive. A strong will to live, she got cared for an nearly died again on a weakly basis, gaining a high tolerance to pain. Moons past and she often stared into the sky, wondering if anyone would every save her.... she prayed every night in hope for freedom. The day finally came and she was rescued, the area was an illegal dog fighting arena, her use, giving the dogs a taste for blood. She was rescued and taken back to her original home with Rowen her brother, never trusting twolegs again. As soon as they reached there new home together, she fled into the forest, thought to never be seen again. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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Honeypaw
ω н ᴏ ᴀ ʀ ᴇ ʏ ᴏ ᴜ?Nᴀᴍᴇ?-Honeypaw Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ?-Male Aɢᴇ?(In moons)- 8 Moons Rᴀɴᴋ?-Apprentice Ɖᴇƨɪʀᴇᴅ яᴀɴᴋ?-"Warrior is completely fine with me...considering going back to a kit seems impossible." Ɖᴇƨɪʀᴇᴅ Warrior Nᴀᴍᴇ?-Honeynose α ˩ ɪ ᴛ ᴛ ʟ ɛ Ɔ ʟ ᴏ ƨ ᴇ я . . . Ƥᴇяƨσɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ?- Honeypaw lacks ambition and drive, preferring dozing off rather than hunting or training. He is extremely lazy and is extremely capable of smooth talking himself out of work. He can also be timid when it comes to him making a decision, normally asking the opinion of others before deciding. He tries to act tough as well to try and get cats to stop mistake in him for a Molly, but his contagious high pitched laugh never helps.He is a kind cat despite all of that, just a bit too himself unless he is with his siblings where he is not afraid to open up. Ƥɛʟᴛ Ɖᴇƨᴄʀɪρᴛɪᴏɴ?- Golden tom with few faint tabby markings. Though his underbelly and chest are a lower golden intensity of gold, it is not white. His pelt is on the longer side and extremely elegant. By a stranger he is often mistaken for a she-cat which ticks him off more than anything. Єʏɛ Ɖᴇƨᴄʀɪρᴛɪᴏɴ?-Glittering golden eyes to match his furβᴏ∂ʏ Ɖᴇƨᴄʀɪρᴛɪᴏɴ?-Naturally on the larger side, but he does not put it to any good use. He has a long torso and long legs with a small head holding satellite disc ears. His face is on the narrower side yet do to the fur it looks like a big pomf. Ƙɪи?-I have my mother, father, and some siblings.(Possibly created later) O ɴ ᴛ ʜ ɛ ɪ ɴ ƨ ɪ ᴅ ɛ˩ɪᴋᴇs?-Sunbathing, laying about, peace and quiet, his family, and exploring the territory Ɖɪƨʟɪᴋɛƨ?- Working, training and anything that uses physical labor. Oh yeah, and being called a she-cat. Ғɛᴀяƨ?-Foxes, badgers, and bears oh my Ƨᴛяɛɴɢᴛʜƨ?-An uncanny sense of smell and maneuverability Ɔяʋƨʜ?- *Sputters*ƜɛᴀƘɴɛƨƨɛƨ?-Strength, speed, stamina, swimming climbing...he would make a better kittypet Oᴛʜɛя?-"Nothing really.... Only thing notable was that the medicine cat misgendered me at birth, hence the name honey-....Worst part is that they did not realize I was a tom until I was 5 moons old.... Some cats STILL call me a she-cat."