ƑlightClan • Semi-lit+ • [ Final Announcement pg.48 ]

[the timey thing]

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[munchkin cat.]

R a v e n F e a t h e r
She-cat - 26 moons - Warrior - Single

RavenFeather turned over in her sleep her paws instinctivly covering her ears when voices from outside began making it through the entrance to the den and disturbing her slumber. She sighed and meant to simply push down harder on her ear but in her half awake conscious she ended up unsheathing her claws and pricking the sensitive backs of her ears. This of course instantly awoke her a small meow of pain escaping her mouth as she quickly sheather her claws and removed them from her head. Her eyes opened and settled a green glare on her own paws, of course it's not like she could be made at her own paws that would be crazy and it was her own doing. She sighed and looked out the entrance to see the camp alive and busy with activity "Mine aswell get up and join them" she thought slowly standing. Arching her back she stretched her paws out in front her toes touching the edge of her nest while her tail tip barley touched her head as it arched above her back towards her. Yawning she held this pose for a moment before straightening, her muscles alive and awake now she walked out blinking a few times against the sudden change in lighting. Her ears were slightly stinging from the pricks she had given them earlier but lucky enough she didn't draw blood. Looking towards WhiteStar she couldn't help but hear him telling Jayfrost to gather a hunting patrol, seeing this as the perfect oppurtunity to fully awake herself and get out into the forest she quickly jogged over. "I'd like to Volunteer if that's okay Jayfrost" she said turning to him while also dipping her head in greeting.

[yeentei]

ＴＨＥ . ＢＡＳＩＣＳ
ｔｈｅ . ｍａｉｎ . ｔｈｉｎｇｓ . ｙｏｕ . ｎｅｅｄ . ｔｏ . ｋｎｏｗ

ＮＡＭＥ & ＡＧＥ;
"Hi there! My name is Silvercloud. I got the 'Silver' part of my name from my
silver pelt. My mother named me this. have also been named 'Silverkit' and
'Silverpaw'. I am 19 moons old."

ＲＡＮＫ;
"I'm currently a warrior, but I would love to be deputy, and also queen! "

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ;
"I am a she-cat, duh! Could you not tell? If you couldn't, you must be blind!"

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ;
Silvercloud is very kind and helpful to the cats in her clan. If you are feeling
down, Silvercloud will try to understand what is wrong, and how to solve it.
This silver she-cat is rather shy, she doesn't like getting too much attention,
but she doesn't mind if it is a ceremony, or when she is being praised. She
loves to be with other cats; especially the ones she is close to. Silvercloud
grooms her fur a lot, trying to make it look nice. Sometimes she is a little
snappy and very rude to you when you get on her bad side, though.

ＬＯＯＫＩＮＧ . ＩＮ . ＴＨＥ
ＭＩＲＲＯＲ
ａｔ . ｆｉｒｓｔ . ｇｌａｎｃｅ

ＦＵＲ . ＣＯＬＯＵＲ;
"My fur is silver, a lighter underbelly and dark grey stripes and spots. On my neck, two of the
stripes meet, and the backs of my paws are dark grey, too."

ＥＹＥ . ＣＯＬＯＵＲ;
"My eyes are a mix between green and amber."

ＳＣＡＲＳ;
"I have a scar across the bridge of my nose, and another on my left hind leg. My back has a
long scar down it, on the right side of it. My right hind leg is slightly red, since I broke my leg
when I was a young apprentice, . It's healed now, though."

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ＦＲＯＭ . ＴＨＥ . ＨＥＡＲＴ
ｓｅｃｒｅｔｓ . ｔｈａｔ . ｏｎｌｙ . ｔｈｅ . ｃａｔｓ . ｓｈｅ . ｉｓ . ｃｌｏｓｅ . ｔｏ . ｋｎｏｗ

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ;
"I was born to Dawnbreeze and Silverclaw. I had no brothers or sisters, I was a single kit. Well, I did have one brother, Littlekit, but he caught greencough and died when he was 2 moons old. I miss Littlekit. Anyway. When I was just 4 moons old, my father died, when badgers attacked the camp. Nothing much has happened since then, so let's go to when I became an apprentice. In the middle of my first moon of training, sadly, my mother joined the ranks of StarClan due to a snake bite. The medicine cat couldn't do anything about it, so a few hearbeats after she was bitten, she died. I remember cuddling up to my mother's limp body, wailing like a 2 moon old kit. Dawnbreeze had been the only family member I had left. I carried on with my training, until something stopped me. I'll tell you with detail, but don't tell anyone.
I wondered through the forest, then stopped dead when I heard a faint whisper. Before I knew it, A tom-cat crashed into me, sending me flying across the forest floor. I batted helplessly at the tom, but he had me pinned down on my back. Think, Silverpaw. Think. I thought to myself. Yes! I know what to do now. after the thought, I kicked out with my back legs, landing on four paws. I swung my paw underneath his hind leg, knocking him over. But, he pulled me down to the ground with him, and I howled with pain as I felt a claw rake across my side. This cat was a strong. Now what do I do? I whispered. I was pulled out of my thoughts as he crashed into me again, sending me flying onto the thunderpath. Pain roared inside me. "This is enough!" I shouted at him, rushing at him and knocking him over. "Get out of my territory!" I growled swinging a paw at his ear. He yowled in pain, before limping off across the thunderpath. I stood there, in the middle of the thunderpath, panting. I heard the roar of a monster near me, but I was too weak to get up. Before I knew it, the monster had slammed into me. My right hind leg screamed with pain, and I propped myself up slightly, crawling away from the thunderpath. "Whitestar! Anyone! Help! Monster!" I yowled. I felt my eyes shut, then I fell to the floor.
That was a horrible time for me, but some of the cats from my Clan came and took me back to camp. The medicine cat was saw to me, and announced that I had broken my leg. She treated my wounds very carefully. This delayed my training, and it took about a moon until I could get out of the medicine cat den. I could do training after 3 moons, and I had to have extra training, not too serious due to my injury. It still hadn't fully healed, but my scars had, obviously. My training took 4 moons longer, until I finally achieved the rank of a warrior, with the name Silvercloud. My leg is still a bit red, but you know that already. From then on, I have just been serving my clan normally. I did have one apprentice in that time, though."

ＣＲＵＳＨ;
"I'm currently a warrior, but I would love to be deputy, and also queen! "

ＭＡＴＥ;
"I don't have a mate. Yet!"

ＫＩＴＳ;
"None, but how lovely would it be to have kits? "



ＦＯＲＭＡＴＴＩＮＧ . ＥＸＡＭＰＬＥ;
Below.

ＳＩＬＶＥＲＣＬＯＵＤ
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[king boo]

ｊａｙｆｒｏｓｔ; ｔｈｅ ｈｅａｄｓｔｒｏｎｇ
--------➟ ❝ Fight first, we can talk later ❞
--------"Ok then, I'll take..." His eyes scanned the crowd of cats, he was obviously going to take tigerpaw, His strong ginger apprentice. He was learning well but he had still not grasped the stealth needed for catching voles. "I'd like to Volunteer if that's okay Jayfrost" Ravenfeather was eager to go so how could he refuse, "Sure, Go wait by the entrance whilst I get the others together" He padded away towards the cluster of cats and bumped into his apprentice. "Ah, Tigerpaw! we are going on hunting patrol today. Wait with Ravenfeather whilst I get another warrior to join us." He padded of at a brisk pace towards Thunderblaze and meowed, "Care to join us on a hunting patrol?"
//- Hey, Could Redcloud be Foxpools previous mentor?//

[tuft.]

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Age› 35 moons
Gender› Tom
Rank› Warrior
Status› Single
Apprentice› Softpaw
Tags› Softpaw

The muscular tom laid crouched in wait as he watched his apprentice move into position. A small smile decorated his visage and he showed a soft nod - more to himself than anything - glad Softpaw knew what to do. Haunches raised, he dug his hindpaws into the ground with eyes intent on the rabbit bounding his way. Crookedheart waited until it was just within range before springing forward to clasp the animal's neck between his paws. While it was stunned and pinned, he brought down his jaws to deliver a killing bite. A long, deep breath helped ease the warriors tensed muscles and he padded to his apprentice to drop their kill at her paws. "Well done." he praised her, tail waving in content.

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Age› 12 moons
Gender› Tom
Rank› Apprenice
Status› Single
Mentor› Snowdrift
Tags› Snowdrift

Faint mumbling could be heard all around the young tom, but he was used to it. Surprisingly, not being able to hear well made every sound he DID hear seem as if it was directed at him. He had learned not to pay any speech much heed unless the cat doing the talking was right in front of him to see. After all, that was the best place to be if one wanted somecat's attention - where they could see them.

A glint of content shone in Smokepaw's eyes as his mentor stood to meet him halfway. Smiling a soft and gentle smile, the tom sat back on his haunches and nodded. Aside from the group getting together for the patrol, activity in the camp had slowed down. It was rather late, so that was only natural. It seemed to be close to sun high. The mostly quiet camp had allowed for Smokepaw to hear his mentor's words clearly. "Thank you for asking. I actually did." he replied with a slight meek laugh. "I was having a great dream, too.... And you, Snowdrift?" He would be glad to hear if she had a good night. Smokepaw liked for all the cats in the clan to be happy. No exceptions.

[[ Since there are two other -cloud cats, Smokepaw can become Smokemask as a warrior if that'd be okay.

[foxflight,]

ＳＮＯＷＤＲＩＦＴ

Snowdrift's tail waved through the air as Smokepaw answered her. The slender white she-cats ear pricking forward with amusement as he added he was having a good dream as well, she could only imagine what her apprentice was dreaming about. Possibly becoming or warrior, or perhaps catching a nice plump piece of prey. Snowdrift tended to have dreams like that herself and she assumed most of her clan-mates shared the same dreams. She had often woken up hearing another cat complaining about being woken up in the middle of a dream such as that, she had it admit herself, she tended to get a little annoyed herself when her dreams about catching a plump piece of prey with disrupted. Snowdrift blinked her gentle blue eyes a few times, coming back into reali and forcing her thoughts on dreams to the back of her mind. She tended to zone out every now and again.

"Its nice to know my apprentice has been sleeping well." She remarked, her whiskers twitching as a warm smile spread across her muzzle. "I slept considerably well, most likely due to the fact that I was hunting for most of the day yesterday." She answers, still feeling the stiffness in her legs and her shoulders. She shifted uncomfortable, as if trying to relieve the stiffness within her limps.

[Taiyo]

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 48 moons
•Rank: Leader
•Lives: 8
•Status: Single
•Tags: none

Whitestar smiled ruefully as he watched the ragdoll stroll away in search for the rest of the hunting patrol. Ah the days where I could wander freely in and out of camp... the white pawed tom reminisced about the past. Now that he's taken on 9 lives, Flightclan camp became his permanent home and rarely would he be allowed out of camp unless: 1. He sneaks out quietly for a short walk and upon his return get scolded for leaving his post. 2. There's some danger that's threatening his clan outside of camp and he's required to deal with it. 3. Give up his position. Whitestar sighed, feeling very old at the moment as he leaped down from his high perch and landed on soft paws. Stretching slowly, the leader of Flightclan let slip a satisfying yawn and padded over to pick a piece of fresh-kill to fill his belly.

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H O N E Y W O L F
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•Gender: She-cat
•Age: 30 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Redcloud

The she-cat relished the feeling of freedom outside the quickly crowding camp of Flightclan. Though she loved her life as a warrior, her past separated her from her clanmates and left her very, very, awkward. The scent of pine and fresh grass filled her nose and the ginger she-cat let out a breath of relief as she began trotting along an invisible path carved into her subconsciousness. To her it would feel like she's walking around aimlessly, without a specific destination to reach - unconsciously, her paws would lead her through the quietest areas of the forest, avoiding the places with the most traffic and towards places the she-cat could relax herself. Already the soft sounds of nature was beginning to ease the tension in her body, damping the harsh glint in her pale green eyes. However, that brief moment of peace was interrupted when something red nearly crashed into her. Hissing in surprise, the she-cat took a step back as the grim shutters fell over her features once more. "Redcloud." the ginger she-cat mumbled, recognizing the thick wad of fur belonging only to one tom in clan. "What are you doing here?" She didn't mean to sound so demanding or so unwelcoming but Honeywolf was known to be a she-cat who is blunt with her words. Not to mention the fact that she didn't catch a wink of sleep last night left her pretty irritable.

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 34 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Jayfrost

The tom's ears were twitching as he began his second round of grooming that morning. Yeuck, I'm getting full from just eating my own hair.. the tabby thought sourly as he rubbed a paw over one delicate ear and brought it over his neck. It was really tiring having to groom his semi-long fur everyday to rid himself of moss and sticks. To the side he wondered how he's going to groom his fur when he's an elder. Would there be someone there to groom his fur for him? His mate? Flightclan's future apprentices? Thunderflame chuckled at the thought. Wouldn't that be fun, having apprentice groom his pretty fur and searching for ticks under his heavy coat. He was shaken from his dark amusement when Jayfrost's voice seeped through. Perking up, the tabby stood up and smiled. "Of course! I'm always up for a hunting patrol." Thunderflame chuckled and followed the grey ragdoll. "I'll be seeing ya Mintfrost, Foxpool!" With a flick of his long tail in a brief farewell, the large tom shuffled his way to join the growing hunting patrol. Hmn.. I wonder if Shadowpaw's still sleeping... I will have to wake her up when I get back.

(( Silvercloud is accepted!
I don't mind you guys deciding on past mentors/loves/whatever but remember to note it down somewhere xDD There's no space on the front page for me to note these relationships down for you! translation: too lazy to edit coding at the moment. ))

[yeentei]

{{ Yay! Anyone open? }}

ＳＩＬＶＥＲＣＬＯＵＤ
{{ ｌｏｏｋｓ ;; ｌｉｎｋ ｔｏ ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ ;; ｓｈｅ-ｃａｔ }}
A slender silver she-cat blinked open her amber-green eyes, then rolled over onto her side, stretching out sleepily. A pink tougue rolled out of her mouth as a yawn escaped Silvercloud's jaws, her pointed teeth gleaming in the warm sunlight. Glancing around the warriors den, she noticed that the den was empty. I've overslept again! I could have been on a patrol! Now I'm just another useless lump of fur to feed. Her eyes widened at the thought of oversleeping. She got up, shaking scraps of moss from her fur. After quickly grooming herself, the FlightClan warrior padded out of the den, then the scent of her clanmates washing through her nostrils. I wonder if any patrols are out. Silvercloud thought. "Should I go and get some fresh-kill from the pile, or wait for a hunting patrol? After all, I haven't done anything this morning." She asked, wondering f any cat heard her.

[float away.]

((I have Frostpaw, Snaketail, and Hazelsky open. ^-^))

R.e.d.c.l.o.u.d.

Gender: Tom
Age: 42 moons
Rank: Senior Warrior
Status: Single
State: Chatty
Tags: Honeywolf

A smile was already spreading across his muzzle as the smaller she-cat snapped at him. Redcloud had grown used to Honeywolf's abrupt and forward way of speaking, and he had gotten to the point where it no longer bothered him. He couldn't help but notice the green eyes that leveled themselves on him change back to their usual hard glint. For the briefest of moments, the burly tom been lucky enough to catch a glimpse of a softer Honeywolf. Swishing his plumed tail slowly behind him, huge shoulders rose and fell in a shrug, his grin growing lopsided. "I couldn't sleep. It's too bloody hot to get comfortable with all this fur. Hazelsky banished me from the den, so I've been jogging around in hopes of some relief." In those few minutes of standing still, his pelt had become stifling again, clinging to his frame.

[Asherwy]

ｎａｍｅ
'My name is Fogpaw. It's kind of obvious that I'm an apprentice, so any normal clan cat would automatically know that I have the paw suffix. But it'd be natural for them to ask my name, since they don't know the prefix. Anyway, my mother says she named me because of my eyes and my pelt, so that's settled.'

ｇｅｎｄｅｒ

'I am a she-cat. That is an odd question, I'm obliged to ask you what exactly was going through your bee-brained mind when you looked at me, or anyone really. I'd expect any normal cat to have known that I'm a she-cat by looks and scent you know? I guess that you just haven't been around other cats much right? It's understandable if you just didn't hang around she-cats. '

ａｇｅ
'I'm 10 moons old. I was born a few moons ago, what do you expect? Though I had to wait six moons before becoming an apprentice, I really enjoyed my ceremony. I'd thought of productive things to do while waiting, I had taken care of some apprentice chores. I was sure it'll be great practice for when I become one. Maybe I'll learn a thing or two from Shadowstorm's stories, he always tells great ones.'

ｒａｎｋ

'I am an apprentice. I mentioned that earlier didn't I? But anyway, I stayed at the rank of a kit for six moons until my apprentice ceremony, where the kit suffix was dropped and I gained a new paw suffix. My prefix stays the same, because it's the main part of my name until I become a warrior. I wanted to make my kithood a thing where I can look back on and think, I'm glad I did those things. You know? I just want to do what's best for my clan, and currently, that means not getting into trouble.'

ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
'You're asking about my pelt? Well um, I guess my pelt is as it looks really, but if you need a description of it then sure. I'd say that I'm sort of a silverish, foggy grey tabby with a white muzzle and white paws as well as a white tail tip. My underbelly is also white as you can see. My eyes? Well they are a misty turquoise colour tinged with grey and a bit of white. I have a small scar on my right shoulder, from falling into a patch of brambles. That's about it for my appearance, but now that I think about it, maybe my mother named me after my pelt and my eyes as well.'

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ
Fogpaw is said to be an unusual apprentice because of her personality, she doesn't like getting in trouble and keeps mostly to herself. She joined in with the other kits to playfight sometimes but other than that, she was quite isolated from the rest of the kits. Going back to the part where it says she's unusual, they don't mean it in a bad way, it's just that her behaviour compared to most kits was very strange, even now. Everyone thinks she's going to make a great warrior one day, and a very obedient apprentice. This she-cat has taken a liking to learning by herself, so she often wanders alone to a corner in the camp to train quietly. Since she became an apprentice, nothing about her really changed. Though she's not anti-social, she mews to others quite often if she's not training alone, or looking for her mentor. There's a bad habit under her fur though, when something worrisome happens, she tends to think negatively and spends even more time training alone. The grey tabby has a thing for fighting, quick and accurate. She is able to calculate her enemy's body and strength very quickly before attacking, unlike hunting. Though very clumsy at times, it seems like she is only good at hunting rabbits and birds. It is very hard for her to keep still while stalking mice and voles.

ｋｉｎ

Fogpaw's family has 2 cats, which are herself and Shadowstorm, her grandfather. Her mother was Silentsoul and her father Hawkthunder. Unfortunately Hawkthunder had died before she was born, so she never got to see him. Silentsoul was murdered by a fox, trying to protect her clan when she ran into one on a morning walk with Shadowstorm. This apprentice has no siblings, therefore had few kits to play with.

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ
Fogpaw was born on a warm greenleaf night, healthy and young. She became an apprentice at the age of six moons and on that very day, her mother died from a fight with a fox while strolling through the woods. Surprisingly, she hardly seemed sad, or grief-stricken. Everyone thought that she was okay, but a dark storm of negative thoughts was raging on in her head. Her grandfather is the only family she has now, and she had made a vow to protect him no matter what.