ｍｉｓｔｃｌａｎ ; ｓｅｍｉ - ｌｉｔ . ｗａｒｒｉｏｒｓ . ｒｐ ; ｏｐｅｎ

[paradox.]

A dream doesn't become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work.

-Colin Powell

Ｗｈｏ Ａｒｅ Ｙｏｕ？

"My name is Stormpaw(wing).I am a she-cat, or a female. It would be quite silly to assume otherwise. I am 8 moons old. For those of you who don't know, I'm only an apprentice. My mentor is _______

I am light brown in color though my fur is tabby colored with darker brown stripes running down my sides. Not only that, however, I have a white muzzle, paws, and underbelly. The tip of my tail also shares this color. My eyes are the color of grass at the peak of health in summer, bright green and a sharp contrast to my dark pelt. I have a notch in my left ear as well from a run in with a badger I would rather not mention."

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ

Stormpaw can be described as somewhat vain. She hates getting dirty and prefers to look pretty and clean. Thus she is somewhat of a neat freak with her fur and often takes the time to make sure her fur is in place and unmuddy. If you try to disturb her while she grooms she will probably hiss at you.

Stormpaw can be rather temperamental and snarky if you catch her in a bad mood. She is also sometimes quite selfish. She is hard-working though, and trains just as hard as any of the other apprentices if not harder. She is ambitious and while she may not become a deputy, she hopes to be one of the greatest warriors. She takes care of her friends and her clan and is willing to prove her loyalty as much as necessary. She is a good listener, though she prefers talking, and is a good friend. She is also rather headstrong and follows her heart rather than her head at times. She's also quite impulsive and prefers looking to leaping. Thus she may get into certain situations. She does enjoy talking with others though, and can be quite friendly.

Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ

The steel grey clouds covered the sun and sky, leaving nothing but a depressing darkness.There was no time to run for cover, as it fell instantly. Sheets of rain dropped from the sky, forming instantaneous pools in hallowed areas on the ground. It hit as if the ocean was thrown from the sky, crashing and splattering off of the hard forest ground. Lightning flashed through the cloud covering and soon after thunder boomed through the sky as if someone had hit a bass drum. A lone she-cat made her way through the rain, soaking wet and freezing. She winced as each bullet of rain hit her pelt and took cover in the hollowed out stump of a tree. She curled in on herself and winced as she felt it- contractions.

An hour later the cat nursed a single lone brown tabby kitten. She licked it reassuringly and gave it a nuzzle. This was her kitten- her little storm-born. Only a few days later, when the kit had been able to see had the she-cat even thought of moving. She stood, tired and weak, having not eaten for a week. From there she trudged along through a path she knew well and dropped her kitten at the entrance of a clan. Then she disappeared without a trace. A few moments later a large tom had found the mewling kitten out and alone. He brought her into the clan and left her with the queens. This kit was soon named Stormkit for its stormy attitude and raised as a clan cat.

Ｌｏｙａｌｔｉｅｓ

My love life is quite easy so I will start with that. I have none. No tom has yet to catch my eye and I believe I have yet to catch someone else's so that means no crush or mate. I believe kits are adorable but I'm only an apprentice and I think I'm a bit too young to raise a family. That being said I don't have any kits yet. I have no siblings or living family members here with me as of yet. . My alliance is of course to my clan and to whomever I wish it to be. My enemies are of course anyone who chooses to mess with me or my clan.

The two worst strategic mistakes to make are acting prematurely and letting an opportunity slip.

-Paul Coelho

Ｗｈｏ Ａｒｅ Ｙｏｕ？

"Frostwing at your service.I am most definitely a tom, or a male. I'd be shocked if you thought I was a she-cat. I am 32 moons old. For those of you who don't know, I'm an warrior of mistclan. I have yet to get an apprentice.

I am obviously a silver tabby cat. What are you, blind? I have thick black stripes running throughout my body. I also have a white muzzle and a thick strip of white that leads from under my neck to my chest and forelegs. I'm pretty average in size and my eyes are a murky blue in color"

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ

Here's what you should know about Frostwing. He hardly jokes. The closest you will ever get to a joke from him is sarcasm or a snide comment. He tends to look at things from a realistic point of view and can tell when things are going good or bad and knows when to stop. Of course this tends to skip his mind when he gets worked up on something. He also has a somewhat bad temper and is quite a grouch.

Through all his bad traits there are some good ones. He isn't the nicest cat to be around when you meet him at first but in all honesty hes there when it matters. If you are one of the lucky(or should I say unlucky) few to get close to him then he will be loyal almost to a fault. Its not always easy to get there but his heart isn't made of stone and others have gotten through the thick barrier he puts around himself. He is a great listener and can give advice when needed though some of this advice might not always be good. He will put his faith in the ones he trusts. He loves mornings and getting up early. Probably his favorite thing to do is to climb a tree and watch the sun rise though he will probably try to avoid getting seen. He actually wont mind sharing a kill but don't expect him to do much talking. He'd much rather leave that to the cat he shares his prey with.

Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ

WIP

Ｌｏｙａｌｔｉｅｓ

My love life is quite easy so I will start with that. No she-cat has yet to catch my eye and I believe I have yet to catch someone else's so that means I have no crush or mate. I obviously don't have any kits yet either. I have no siblings or living family members here with me. My alliance is of course to my clan and to whomever I wish it to be. My enemies are of course anyone who chooses to mess with me or my clan.

[iskadeki]

reserving med. cat apprentice (dawnpaw, she-cat) fin.(changed her photo cause it made her look too young x3), a warrior apprentice (rowanpaw, tom) fin., and a warrior (riverfoot, tom) fin.

_____________ ↷↷
___________________dawnpaw (song) ↠ she-cat ↠ med cat apprentice ↠ fourteen moons old

----------------------- ⇠ ♔ ⇢ -----------------------

born to a rogue father and helpless loner of a mother, life was not given in her favor. scrap, both hated her name and her size. much smaller than her brother, bone, scrap's mother was forced to leave her for dead.but somecat in starclan seemed to take interest in her, as that was the time the clan cats moved to the waterfall. the scrap of fur was floating in the river, struggling for air when suddenly jaws were helping her, tending to the bumps on her head and the aching in her chest. some of her fondest memories were of watching skyberry work. morningstar soon named her "dawnkit." idolizing both her new leader and skyberry, young dawnkit was torn on which path to chose, and time was running out. at five moons old, dawnkit battled with her fierce will and pride to be a warrior and strong love of the kindness in the medicine den. then came the day her brother arrived. bone, as she last remembered him, was brought into the medicine den during one of her many talks with skyberry. he had been found three-quarters dead and enough blood pouring from him to fill the river. terrified, shocked, and in awe, dawnkit watched and helped the medicine cat, healing her brother and praying for a chance he'd live. it was the night she made her decision; and dawnpaw soon became the apprentice of skyberry. future medicine cat of mistclan.

_________________ ⇠ fierce ⇢ _________________
a sharp tongue and wit quicker than a snake's bite, dawnpaw was always one to ask why or what's the point, when given an order. she hates silence and if anyone gets too close... well, her small size is deceptive.

_________________ ⇠ heart-strong ⇢ _________________
unable to do anything different, dawnpaw's paws follow her heart, even if it lands her in trouble. she doesn't care what it takes, but if her gut says it's right, dawnpaw will fight to do whatever it takes to follow her internal compass.

_________________ ⇠ loud ⇢ _________________
when dawnpaw has one of her many mood swings, one can be sure the entire camp will know. her yowls, shouts, and constant curses echo from the medicine den often, especially if a patient is not cooperating. for a medicine cat, she can be quite scary.

↶↶_____________

rowanpaw (tail) ↞ tom ↞ warrior apprentice ↞ fourteen moons old___________________

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chosen by his father and sold for three scrawny rats, bone was a kit with a hard life from the beginning. barely remembering his sister (as they had been ripped away from each other mere days after opening their eyes) bone assumed she was dead, but clung to the lullaby his mother would quietly sing when his father could not hear:

"...a small guardian angel,
stars in her fur and her eyes;
watches over you from above,
hears every one of your cries..."

bone believed his sister to be his guardian angel, and that's what gave him hope through the brutal training, the painful kit-fights that reeked of crow-food and blood. bone was a large kit, built strong like his father but with his mother's leath, agile frame. in those to-the-death matches, all that kept him alive was his physique and ability to mentally shut-down. then came the day he was chosen to prove his real strength, to either kill, or be killed by, his father. bone could not do it, and was left a wrecked heap of mangled flesh and bone, a pathetic scrap by the riverside. that was also the day he met his guardian angel. then dawnkit, shared his golden amber eyes, and they reflected the stars off the river. in the hazy- half unconscious- state, bone could only believe he was in starclan, and would soon wake up in the afterlife. instead, bone woke with a new start, a new sister, and a new life. changing his name to rowanpaw, he quickly became an apprentice, to use his already skilled fighting techniques to defend his new life and family. rowanpaw has been grateful ever since.

_________________ ⇠ taciturn ⇢ _________________
quiet and rather an introvert, rowanpaw normally keeps to himself. not out of unfriendliness, but out of remembrance of his horrific and frankly scarring past. the one place you can always find a smile; whenever he's around kits. rowanpaw is a sucker for the little furballs, often offering to hunt for the queens and play with the kits.

_________________ ⇠ loyally defensive ⇢ _________________
never let it be said that rowanpaw will not defend his clan with his life. full of gratitude for everything his new family has done for him, rowanpaw works his hardest to protect and defend those who took him in, especially his sister. he's extremely defensive and protective, suspicious and occasionally downright hostile towards anyone and everyone new.

_________________ ⇠ respectful ⇢ _________________
rowanpaw has a great respect for all things warriors, including the warrior code. his mentor is someone whom he has a very high respect for, and he admires every warrior.

_____________ ↷↷
___________________riverfoot (star) ↠ tom ↠ warrior ↠ twenty-six moons old

----------------------- ⇠ ♔ ⇢ -----------------------

young, bored, restless; all can define riverfoot's life. he's always felt plain, mundane... ordinary. born in the clan of a fiercely loyal thunderclan mother and father, riverkit was raised on the tales of the great bluestar and firestar, even hollyleaf, lionblaze, and jayfeather were in his nursery tales. with wide eyes, the young kit absorbed every word in awe. he tried to be just a heroic and strong as his heroes, always sticking his nose where it didn't belong. but, things just weren't... enough. no battles with rival clans, no undead dark forest warriors to haunt the forest, just life as a clan cat. that didn't hinder riverpaw's will to become a great leader, something important. through all his exploits and journeys, riverpaw came to know all of mistclan's territory like the back of his paw... but at the expense of having few friends. no one wanted to be around the cat with his head so far up in the clouds, that no one could reach his ears or heart. riverpaw became riverfoot on the day he saved a ki from drowning in the river. his life has been spent waiting ever since. waiting for an adventure, a prophecy... something. he just has to be ready when it comes.

_________________ ⇠ distracted ⇢ _________________
riverfoot is never one to focus on anything or anyone for too long. easily bored, riverfoot often wanders the territory, and thus has become fantastic hunter so he could come back to camp at nearly sun-down and have an excuse.

_________________ ⇠ passive ⇢ _________________
it takes a lot to get under riverfoot's fur. he hardly snaps, often blows things off, and never really commits to much. this annoying attribute leaves him rather friendless because of his lack of emotional expression.

_________________ ⇠ witty ⇢ _________________
although often off in both his own mind and somewhere in the territory, the times riverfoot does speak are normally very funny. sarcasm is a second language to him, along with amusing puns and comments. he can also be quite a flirt.

[Morningpaw11]

Okay, all are reserved!
@Prism. Accepted

[GlitchWolf]

S E D G E C R E E K

ＢＡＳＩＣＳ．．．_________________________

N A M E
Sedgekit >> Sedgepaw >> Sedgecreek
G E N D E R
"I am obviously a male,"
A G E
"30 Moons."
R A N K
"I am a warrior."
M A T E
"I do not have a mate currently..."

ＡＰＰＥＡＲＲＡＮＣＥ．．．__________________________________________________________________

S H O R T . D E S C R I P T I O N
Sedgecreek is a large tom with a muscular build, with a light brown and grey tabby coat, long whiskers, and he also has a thick pelt to keep him warm--even in the coldest of weather or water.
E Y E S
Pale green eyes with hints of lighter brown.
H E I G H T
Sedgecreek is a very tall tom,
B U I L D
Very muscular build.

ＩＮＳＩＤＥ．．．__________________________________________________________________________

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Sedgecreek may appear all big and mean, but really he's just a sweet heart. He cares for everyone, and he is also very patient and light-hearted, loving to see the bright side of things and maybe even joke around. Sedgecreek adores kits, and he would even make a great father one day. He's very loyal to his kin, family, and especially his clan. He would never think of disobeying the warrior code, loyal to his clan down to every bone. Though at times Sedgecreek can be over protective, that's when he loses his patients the most, he means well though. Sedgecreek can also be very sensitive, though he may not show it, he can mostly see it in his eyes or actions. Overall Sedgecreek is a loyal tom, though he is harmless and kind to his clan, he wouldn't hesitate to use tooth and claw to defend his clan and family.
F A M I L Y
Father;; Windfur - A large grey tom with pale green eyes.
Mother;; Kindlestripe - A rusty brown, tabby she-cat with amber eyes.
Siblings;; Leafkit - A small light brown she-cat with emerald green eyes.
Flamepaw - A ginger tom with hazel eyes, long tail and long whiskers.
H I S T O R Y
KITHOOD;;
Sedgekit was born along with Flamekit and Leafkit. When he was three moons old, a sickness swept over the nursery, killing Kindlestripe and Leafkit. Sedgekit, though devastated--cared for his brother, protectively caring for his smaller kin and making sure Flamekit always was happy. Windfur became the father figure for the two kits, trying his hardest to raise two sons without their mother.
APPRENTICESHIP;;
When Sedgepaw first became an apprentice, his father drowned when his foot got caught in the mud underwater while hunting. Parentless, Sedgepaw tried to see the bright side of things, he kept smiling to help make his brother happy, which in turn, did work. Sedgepaw pushed away his needs and took care of Flamepaw, always sticking by his side like true family. Though one night, many moons later, a fox had attacked the two brothers while on a hunting patrol. Flamepaw and Sedgepaw fought for their lives, though Flamepaw gave his life to protect Sedgepaw from an injury. Sedgepaw was devastated, he remained saddened and grief struck for many days.
RECENTLY;;
Sedgepaw was given his warrior ceremony and became Sedgecreek. Though now a days Sedgecreek would barely talk of his family, unless he was very opened up to whomever he was talking to. though his family is gone, he continues his warrior duties to his fullest, always trying to prove his loyalty to the clan.
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U S E R N A M E
c r o ѕ ѕ ғ ι r e
A C T I V I T Y
8/10
M U S E
7/10
O T H E R
Sedgecreek is open for a crush or a mate, let me know if your interested~

[Morningpaw11]

@c r o ѕ ѕ ғ ι r e Accepted~

[closet-maverick]

name;; Whitethunder
gender;; tom
age;; 14 moons
rank;; warrior

description;; Whitethunder is a rather large looking tom, since he has long white fur. His eyes are a deep amber. His claws are long and sharp, and he has quite an athletic build. Because his muscles are lean and strong, he often likes to use sheer power in battle.

personality;; Whitethunder has a fierce personality and never backs down from anything. He is determined, resilient and ambitious, although one thing he lacks is compassion for others. He sometimes acts quite rude to most cats because he is very arrogant. Whitethunder is quite outgoing and humorous, and he loves making jokes, but he sometimes forgets the limits and they can turn out a bit offensive without him realizing it. He is very loyal, and you can trust him with almost anything at all.

history;; Whitethunder was born in the clan. He had a sister named Lilykit, but she was killed by a fox in the territory when they had gone out to explore as kits. Although he was very close to her, he showed no signs of sadness or grief for her death. Some cats said that perhaps he didn't like her very much, while some say that he didn't want to be reminded of her again. He recently received his warrior name, just a few sunrises ago.

kin;; Flamestripe (father), Snowflight (mother), Lilykit (sister)
crush/relationships;; none.

name;; Vera
gender;; she cat
age;; 8 moons
rank;; rogue

description;; Vera has a dark reddish tabby pelt with a pale base. She has pale green eyes. Vera is very small and blind in her right eye but she's not completely useless. There are a few scars on her body despite her young age, but none of them are that bad, she has a tiny nick on one of her ears, a thin scar on her face over her blind eye and three claw marks on her left forepaw. Her tail is very long and her claws are quick and deadly.

personality;; Although Vera is a bit on the scrawny side, she is extremely intelligent and clever. She is very cunning as well, which is how she usually gets away with things. She taught herself how to hunt but she isn't very good at it, so she either steals or lie to get whatever she needs. Vera is quite soft hearted and kind to other cats in need, but when she's alone she knows she has to sacrifice those traits in order to stay alive by herself.

history;; Vera's mother was a kittypet and her father, a rogue. She was born in a kittypet home but got separated from her mother to be sent to live with another twoleg family. She escaped a moon later and tried to find her mother again only to find out that she had died after she got hit by a monster. Vera lives alone since she never knew who her father was, and constantly moves from place to place in the twolegplace. She sometimes ventures into the borders of the forest because she is curious of the stories told about the clan inside that she had heard.

kin;; unknown rogue (father), Sally (mother).
crush/relationships;; none.

[Morningpaw11]

Alrighty~
@afternoon coffee I see you've finished Dawnpaw's form, she is accepted!

[Dauntlessredpanda]

Name:
Cherryface
Age:
22 moons
Gender:
She-cat
Rank:
Warrior
Wanted Rank:
Eventually a queen
Overall Apperance:
White she cat with light orange patches on her face and body.
Fur color:
White with orange patches
Eye color:
A dark golden brown
Personality:
Cherryface is a quite she-cat. She doesn't like to talk to much, unless it is necessary. She usually sticks to her own clan during gatherings, and doesn't talk much on patrols. She is very caring of her clan, and will do anything that needs to be done to help it.
History:
She has had a bad history as a kit. When her mother, Breezefur was giving birth, a group of rogues attacked her clan. Two large toms pushed through the nursery walls, and tried to steal her and the other kits. Breezefur, of course would not let this happen, and in the fight between her and the toms, Breezefur gave her life to save the kits. Cherryface grew up with a different queen, named Frosteye. Frosteye acted like her blood mother, and raised Cherryface like her own. Once Cherryface grew to be a warrior, Starclan decided it was Frosteye's time to go. Because of her hardships, Cherryface grew so attached to her clan, and defends it with her life, as her mother and Frosteye did.
Crush:
None
Mate:
Nope
Other:
Cherryface would like to be a queen one day. She believes queens take care of the clan just as much as the leader and deputy do.

Name:
Breezepaw-Breezepetal
Age:
9 moons
Gender:
She-Cat
Rank:
Apprentice
Wanted rank:
Warrior
Overall apperance:
Orange-grey tortoiseshell she cat with yellow eyes
Fur:
Orange-grey tortoiseshell
Eyes:
Yellow
Personality:
Breezepaw is a spunky cat. She is always excited and bouncy about everything. She tries not to get disappointed about things, but if she is, she never likes to show it. She likes to talk a lot, and this can be a bit annoying to other cats. But Breezepaw doesn't like it when other cats are mad at her. She will do almost anything to keep from cats being mad at her. Another thing that could get on other apprentices nerves is that she is always trying to be the best. This is great for hunting and battles, but just simple games the apprentices play, she still is always trying to win.
History:
Breezepaw had a troubling history. When she was born, everyone was happy to have another kit in the clan, but soon, everyone had started to wonder who the father was. Rumors started going around, and eventually, her mother couldn't take it anymore. She announced that Breezepaw's father was a rogue. After hearing this, a few cats wanted her mother to leave the clan, and take Breezepaw with her. Morningstar however, was kind enough to let them stay, and so they did. Breezepaw was raised as a clan cat, but she was always treated like an outsider. She was always trying to show that she was just as much a clan cat as them, so she was always trying to be the best clan cat she could be
Crush:
She kind of likes Minnowpaw...
Mate:
Nope.

[kaden]

b l a z i n g p e l t

blazingkit > blazingpaw > blazingpelt > blazingstar

name> blazingpelt
age> 31 moons
gender> tom
clan> mistclan
rank> warrior
apprentice> none


personality> brave, swift,
loyal and good fighter.
history> born a kittypet
scent> snow


likes>
• fighting
• leading
• daytime
• patrols
• climbing
dislikes>
• weaknesses
• rivals
• swimming
• his parents
• rogues


eye colour> brown
pelt colour> bright ginger
height> large


kin> lightning and angel
crush> none
mate> none
kits> none

Meet Blazingpelt. Of course, he wasn't always Blazingstar. At first he was Blazingkit,
then Blazingpaw, after that he was called Blazingpelt, a good choice. Blazingpelt
got his name from his blazing personality and bright coloured pelt. He is 31 moons
and still counting. Blazingpelt is a tom-cat of course and he comes from Mistclan.
He is a warrior as his name suggests. Blazingpelt currently has no apprentice, but
he has already had a few and he hopes he might find one soon...

Blazingpelt was born on a cold wintry night, there was a terrible storm and the wind
was howling. Angel, his mother was very scared as her last litter was taken away by
the twolegs. Lightning had told her of a clan of wild cats and she decided to make the
heartbreaking desicion of leaving him there. Once left, he was found by a warrior called
Ambergaze, she took him to the leader and he called him Blazingkit. Blazingkit soon went
into an apprentice, then warrior. Blazingpelt soon got A shock when the deputy died, and
would like to become deputy soon.

If any cat was to describe Blazingpelt, it would be Thunderpaw who would describe him
better than any other cat. Blazingpelt is best friends with the apprentice and would talk
to him lots. Blazingpelt has a personality fit for a leader, he respects his clan-mates and
is a very friendly cat. He has a passion for fighting and he actually rather enjoys
it. He is a swift and agile tom with a very muscular pelt. He is also brave and very
protective, doing anything to save his family and clan. He is also adventurous and daring,
despite being born a kittypet. Blazingpelt also has his own strengths and weaknesses.

Blazingpelt, like his name, has a bright ginger pelt, it looks majestic and like a blazing fire.
Blazingpelt smells like snow unusually, despite the fact that he doesn't like it. He has lively
chestnut coloured eyes that throw his personality at you. Blazingpelt has long white whiskers
and he has patches of white on his throat, feet and tail. He is a very handsome cat with quite
handsome features. He has a large, muscular build and has many battle scars scattered all
over him. Blazingpelt has large, swivelling ears and a cute muzzle, equipped with a mouth,
nose and tŵo rows of sharp white teeth.

t h u n d e r p a w

thunderkit > thunderpaw > thunderroll > thunderstar

name> thunderpaw
age> 9 moons
gender> tom
clan> mistclan
rank> apprentice
mentor> none


personality> brave, loyal,
quiet and romantic.
history> normal
scent> ferns


likes>
• fighting
• night
• females
• powers
• mates
dislikes>
• weaknesses
• annoying kits
• lightning
• storms
• scarclan


eye colour> amber
pelt colour> mostly grey
height> large


parents> hollyface &
dusktail
siblings> mossflight &
swantail
crush> swiftpaw
mate> none
kits> none

This is Thunderpaw. He was once Thunderkit, and Thunderpaw as a kit and apprentice,
but his warrior name is Thunderroll is his name. He got his name from his storm coloured
pelt, but also because of the weather he was born in. Thunderpaw is currently 9 moons
old, but that could change. Thunderpaw is a tom and proud, he also comes from Mistclan.
Thunderpaw is an apprentice currently, his mentor is called ______ . But being his naughty
self, he plays more than trains.

A brown tabby queen yowled, the medicine cat huddled into the nursery, Hollyface was
kitting. "It's two she-kits and a tom," the medicine cat revealed. Dusktail raced into the nursery,
rain dripping from his sleek grey pelt. "Mosskit, Swankit and Thunderkit." Hollyface whispered.
The three kits grew very fast into apprentices, but one day, Thunderpaw led his sisters to an
eagle nest. The eagle quickly spotted them and swooped out of its nest, he grabbed Mosspaw
and killed her. That act would haunt Thunderpaw for the rest of his life. Thunderpaw always
blamed himself for Mosspaw's death and soon Swanpaw decided to run away from the clan,
leaving Thunderpaw heartbroken, he hopes to see her one day.

Thunderpaw is a brave cat, in the past he has risked his life for his family. He usually seems
aggresive and acts hostile towards any strangers, especially rogues. Thunderpaw also likes
being by himself and he tends to be very quiet towards cats he doesn't really know, but he
blabbers on to cats he is close to. But Thunderpaw is actually very romantic, acting quite
flirty toward females he knows, he has taken a special liking towards Swiftpaw. Thunderpaw
is a curious cat, exploring every crook and cranny in the territory, much like an apprentice.

Thunderpaw is a handsome, young tom. He has trimmed grey fur that looks like small grey clouds,
being light at some points and darker at other points. He has one white patch, which is between
muzzle and neck. Thunderpaw has a few white whiskers and a hard, black nose. He has fur well
equipped for fighting with think protective skin and a huge, strong build. Thunderpaw considers
himself a normal cat with normal grey and white fur and a normal body. He has stunning amber
eyes and a long, fluffy grey tail.

[reichenbach falls]

ｍｉｎｎｏｗｐａｗ

ｎａｍｅ;;

minnowpaw

ａｇｅ;;

eleven moons

ｇｅｎｄｅｒ;;

tom

ｒａｎｋ;;

apprentice

ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ;;

Minnowpaw is a small and puffy little bundle of fur. His fur is extraordinarily soft, and he takes pride in his appearance. He has four white mittens on his paws, and a white underbelly that reaches up to the underneath of his chin. His overall pelt color is gray, with no tabby stripes. Minnowpaw's eyes are a pale mintinsh green.

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Minnowpaw is a friendly and helpful young tom, who is always prepared to ask others if they need help. He usually hard-working, but sometimes he can be exceptionally lazy. When this happens, he just tells his mentor that he isn't feeling well, and he spends the day laying in his nest. But this rarely happens, so other cats usually just see the friendly, bubbly, and playful side of little Minnowpaw. Some bad attributes would have to be when he is frustrated, he becomes snappy and angry at himself for not finishing what he was so frustrated at. He likes to do well in his training, so if his mentor doesn't think he did the best he could, Minnowpaw becomes sad and disappointed in himself. Also, when he's sleepy he'll become grumpy until he can go to sleep. This little cat loves his sleep.

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Minnowpaw's mother and father were both rogues who lived in the area when Mistclan arrived at the waterfall camp. They had just started seeing each other when the Clan showed up. His father was fascinated by the group of cats and the way they asserted themselves, but his mother was wary and preferred not to go near them. His parents kept seeing each other until one day, his mother announced that she was having kits. They were both delighted to hear, his father: the news; his mother: her mate's approval. She eventually had two kits, both toms. His mother named the gray and white one Minnow, and his father named a patched gray and white tom, Cloudy. The kits grew up to be happy and healthy little cats, with high energy and lots of questions. But their parents had stared to fight. Every other night it seemed that his parents were having a row. Cloudy and Minnow huddled next to each other one night as their parents howled at each other outside. Suddenly, their father stormed in, and snatched Cloudy's scruff in his mouth. He left without a word to Minnow, but Cloudy's screams for Minnow could be heard for a while until the sound faded from Minnow's ears. His mother padded into the den and curled her body around Minnow. From then on, it was only Minnow and his mother. But even that couldn't last forever. His mother soon grew more ill by the day from grief and sorrow. One day, she took Minnow to the group of cats, and with a heavy heart, left him with Mistclan. A couple of days later, a Clan patrol reported that a she-cat's body had been found, and they had buried it in the forest. Minnow was renamed Minnowpaw short after the news, but did not begin his training for another moon because of his grief for his mother. Even though his past still plagues him some days, he still is a happy and friendly cat at heart.