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"meet me, greet me, betcha can't beat me."
"My name is Wrenchest and I am a proud warrior of mapleclan. That is all you need to know. How loyal I am. It really is all that matters in the end, whose side are you one? Me, I am on my side. Is there really a wrong and a right? You want to know more? Fine. I am 26 moons and obviously a she cat. Could I be a tom? Look at me! I am a warrior, as I said before. Umm, that pretty much sums it up! Wait. You need to hear my story. Growing up in Mapleclan for me was hard, I was a kitty pet that lost it's way and was found by a border patrol. That is why I am so strict about loyalties. I had to prove myself, and it was hard. I had to prove that I was as good as those with warrior blood.It was especially hard for the other apprentices because I seemed to excel at everything, not to brag. They sneered at me and shouted insults at me. I did not have any friends. I got to prove myself when my mentor and I went on a patrol and we found a badger.My mentor told me to stay back, but the badger took her down with the swipe of one paw. It was up to me, I had two options, run back to the clan and get warriors, or fight him off myself. I chose what most apprentices would not do, since I don't have bee's in my brain. I ran back to the camp as fast as I could and the leader and deputy created a patrol. Most of the senior warriors, and the medicine cat for my mentor. I led the patrol as I was the only one who knew where it was.The badger was defeated but my mentor was never the same again.Her Her rib cage broke and she did not survive.I mourned her death but I moved on, just as any good warrior should. I got my warrior name, wrenchest, and was content. My personality? wow, you want to know a lot! Well, I like to think that I am a loyal she cat with a sense of humor. Umm,
ɴᴀᴍᴇ "My name is
Aspenpaw, now back off before I claw your face!"
ʀᴀɴᴋ "I am an
apprentice, I plan to be made a warrior, and then deputy, and then finally leader!"
ᴀɢᴇ "I am
7 moons and 1 day, but who's counting?"
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ "You cant tell that I am clearly, 100%,
she cat?!"
ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ "My mother was named burntpelt, she was a rogue. My fathers name was shadow, he was a former kittypet."
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ "No way!"
ᴋɪᴛs "Maybe some day"
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ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs Aspenpaw dislikes climbing, as she is afraid of
heights, well, more like afraid of
falling. She also fears
death, I know it may sound silly, but even knowing she will go straight to Starclan, it scares her, and pains her, to know she wont be able to see her loved ones until they come.
ʟɪᴋᴇs Aspenpaw absolutely loves swimming, if she is ever bored, she goes to the stream and gets in. Aspenpaw also enjoys
training. She likes it and works her hardest at it. She knows that if she works hard enough she may be able to become leader.
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ Aspenpaw is a rather smart mouthed she cat, she can be sweet if she wants to though, it really depends who you are, If you are nice to her, you will probably be treated nicely. Or at least, sorta nicely. But if you are mean to her, she doesnt worry about getting rough. With words and claws. So, the moral of that story is; do not get on her bad side. Simple enough? Anyway, she also prefers working in groups, but when she does she prefers to be the boss.
ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ Aspenpaw is a grey and white cat, all of her paws are white, except for the back left one, which is grey. Her fur has a certain texture to it that one could call puffy, or frizzy. Her eyes are also darkish blue. They also seem to become bigger when she is excited.
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ Aspenpaw was born a rogue and was the runt of the litter. She lived happily with her parents and two siblings they would play games and everything. But her parents seemed to be growing further apart. She would wakenup some nights to find them arguing. She only caught small parts of the conversation. But it was always something like this. Her father would say,"You cant leave her! She needs you!", and she would hear her mother growl and say,"She is a useless runt! I am not taking her with me!" This went on for a couple nights, her brother and sister seemed to be planning something with her mother. One day, her mother and her two siblings told her to come, and that they were going to learn how to climb, she went first, once she was up pretty high her mother started climbing, she was soon up to where Aspenpaw was, she took one paw off the rock and started hitting Aspenpaw. She said something horrible every time she hit her, making it seem double the pain with every blow. Finally, Aspenpaw slipped, her father ran by. He had been watching in horror from behind a shrub. He ran and cushioned Aspenpaws fall. But he did not get off easy, he broke a leg, he bandaged it as well as he could. The two of them were going to leave the next day, looking for a clan. But that night, her mother snuck off with her two siblings, but they were not missed, her father and her traveled until they found Runeclan. There, her father soon caught green cough and died.

Name ; ;Applepaw
Wanted name ; ;Applebrook/Applestream
Rank ; ;Apprentice
Age ; ;8 moons
Crush ; ;no
Gender ; ;she cat
Description ; ;Applefang has a reddish pelt, resulting in the name Applepaw. Her feet and tail have stripes that are the same red color. Her features seem sharp, like she is concentrating on one certain thing, but she really isn't. She is hardly ever on task actually. Applepaw has a very short tail, resulting in her being very off balance. Therefore, one of her strengths is not climbing trees.
Personality ; ;Applepaw is a gentle, vain she cat. She does not know she is vain, but she will spend numerous hours grooming her pelt. Applepaw is a very social cat. And loves to annoy people, it is not fun though, she feels, if she does not do it with someone else. She can laugh all day, and is not really afraid if she gets in trouble or not.
History ; ;Ginger woke up in the small nest her mother had made for her. She yawned, looking around for her mother. She couldnt see her mother, and her yawn was cut short, replaced by whimpers of worry. The small kit, barely even 3 moons, was very afraid. She waited until moon high, she was just about to get up and go look for her mother when she heard yowls of pain. She ran in the direction of the yowls, arriving just in time to see her mother get killed by the badger. "No!" she squeaked, but the small kit had a brain. Ginger hid behind a shrub until the badger had stomped off, when she reached her mother, her last words were being spoken..."find cats to care for you...I love-" Her mother gasped one more time and her eyes rolled back into the top of her heads. "No!", she screamed. "No!", the hungry kit taught herself how to hunt, not very well though. The only things she could catch were either young or old squirrels, most of the old ones were half dead anyway. She finally came to the boudaries of Cedarclan, ignoring the scent marks, the she cat found a nice bush, and lay down in it. The next thing she knew, the skinny she cat was being stuffed with food, more than she had had in a long time. She was then being asked questions by the clan leader. "What is your name?" she had been asked. "Ginger", she said. The she cat fell asleep shortly afterward. The next day, she was given her name Applekit, and was officially brought into the clan.