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[Faiateru]

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[H0mieslice]

Username:XXswegstepXX
Name:Silkheart
Gender:she-cat
Age:20 moons
Rank:warrior
Personality(OPTIONAL):She is a shy cat but snaps easily, so making her mad is easy. She tends to forgive quickly though.
History(OPTIONAL):When she was a kit, she was poked in the eye so now she is blind in one eye. Her mother left her in the forest, but she found her way back when she was four moons old.
Appearance in words:Grey and white she-cat with one yellow eye and one milky white eye
Other:

[H0mieslice]

I'm sorry, I meant medicine cat

[Faiateru]

Accepted! We can start the RP now!))

[Shadow,]

Username: Shadow,
Name: Dustpaw
Gender: Male
Age: 7 moons
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Personality(OPTIONAL): Will be discovered through the RP, but here is one to start- intellegent
History(OPTIONAL): Born and raised in SwiftClan
Appearance in words: A light tan cat with short fur and blue glossy eyes due to his blindness.
Other: Dustpaw is blind, and therefor can't be a warrior.

Username: Shadow,
Name: Emberpaw
Gender: Female
Age: 7 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Personality(OPTIONAL): Will be discovered through the RP, but here is one to start- nosy
History(OPTIONAL): Born and raised in SwiftClan
Appearance in words: A bright red tabby with green eyes and a long bushy tail.
Other: Dustpaw and Emberpaw are siblings

[Faiateru]

Both accepted! Thank you for joining SwiftClan!))

Zephyrstar - Male - Mood; Fine - Where; Camp - Tags; Open

Zephyrstar felt warm moss pressed against his fur. He rose his head slowly, uncurling his bushy tail. The grey and white tabby yawned, then heaved himself to his paws. Early, morning light streamed through his den entrance, his fur tipped with white light. Zephyrstar padded out of the leader's den, his paw pads feeling the soft grass underneath. A breeze rippled through the grass and his fur, the grey strands dancing in the winds. Silver droplets of dew dotted the clearing. It was peaceful. He watched the clearing for a while, lingering there. The grey and white tom then proceeded to the warrior's den.

Lilydapple - Female - Mood; Fine - Where; Warrior's Den - Tags; Open

Lilydapple groaned softly, feeling the slight touch of her clanmates' fur beside her. The slender tortoiseshell opened her eyes slowly, squinting at the sunlight that attacked her brilliant green orbs. She lifted her head, spotted a gray shape up ahead. Lilydapple shifted her position, curling up once more, resting her tail on her nose.

Frosteyes - Male - Mood; Fine - Where; Camp - Tags; Open

Frosteyes stood guard at the entrance of camp, feeling warm, dawn light creep up on his soft, brown fur. His pale blue eyes gleamed, and he parted his jaws to let out a large yawn. He scanned his surrounding, spotting Zephyrstar. The pale brown warrior padded towards the warrior's den to rest. The largest stalks of grass brushed against him as he made his way to the den. Frosteyes curled up in his nest which was not far from Lilydapple, and started drifting into a deep sleep.

[Shadow,]

Emberpaw
Apprentice~Tags; Open~In Camp

Emberpaw stretched out her sore muscles. She had gone on night patrol and was still sore from falling into a rabbit hole. She opened her mouth in a wide yawn sensing that her clanmates were still asleep. Carefully, Emberpaw padded out of her den to see if there was any prey to eat before she went out training. There was a juicy mouse laying right on top. She turned around and saw her brother clumsily walking towards the fresh kill pile. She walked over to him and offered to share her mouse.

Dustpaw
Med. Cat Apprentice~ Tags; Emberpaw~In Camp

Dustpaw was still getting used to the medicine cat den. He knew every herb by heart, but not every bump and crack. As he padded out of his den, being careful not to wake his mentor, he stumbled way more then he would have in the nursery. There was a stick in the middle of the clearing and Dustpaw hissed as he tripped over it. "What are warriors good for if they leave a stick lying out in the clearing for a blind cat to trip on?" he mumbled to himself. He heard his sister and accepted her offer of the mouse. He sat there listening to her stories of night patrol the night before.