↬the prophets ;; closed

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A long time ago, there lived two groups of cats. There was RedClan, and then there was the Tribe of Fallen Leaves. The two groups despised one another, and it was believed to be because both groups fought over the same patch of land, the Moss Rock. Moss Rock was a beautiful place, mainly a cave that both the RedClan cats and Fallen Leaves cats would go to so that they could receive answers from their deity, but each group wanted to claim the place for their own, to render the other group helpless, and vulnerable to invasion. For many moons there was no peace between the two groups, war and death being common in both. Well, that was until Hollystar and Silhouette of Sleeping Badger met. That's when something different began to plague the cats; peace.

One night, a young cat named Hollyfur snuck out of Clan camp, to make her way over to Moss Rock, unsure as to why RedClan and the Tribe of Fallen Leaves were bickering over this place. She was a rather curious cat, and she had never understood why her family had been fighting over such a place, so she had decided to see for herself. Upon getting there, Hollyfur noticed a cat sitting by the Moss Rock, staring up at it curiously. A Tribe Cat! "What are you doing here, Tribe Cat?" she had asked, padding over to sit next to the cat, and look over at them. The dark cat looked over at her, and didn't seem rather startled by her presence, meerly shrugging, and turning his gaze to the stone. "The same reason as you, Clan Cat." he had replied. "I am here for answers." The two eventually became rather close, and Hollyfur was soon announced as deputy of RedClan, and she saw this as a chance to bring peace between the two groups.

A small purr rumbled in the back of the tabby she-cat's throat as she saw her friend, once again sitting by the stone. "Silhouette." she meowed, moving to sit by her friend and give him a soft nuzzle. "My plan is finally coming together, I have become the Deputy of RedClan and Swallowstar is on his last life. This is our chance to bring our two groups together, and have peace once and for all!" A pleased look came across the she-cat's face, and she looked over at her friend, inquisition in her eyes. "Silhouette..? What's wrong?"
"Nothing of importance, trust me, Hollyfur." Silhouette reassured his friend, giving her a loving nudge, before looking back up at the stone. "Do you think we can do it? Do you think we can bring peace to the warring groups?"
Hollyfur opened her mouth to speak, before she turned her head, mouth parting in a growl.
"We've got company, Silhouette."

Little did the two know that the company was Swallowstar, who had noticed Hollyfur's departure, and was going to use the time alone to ask her to be his mate, for his last life. Foolishly, Swallowstar entered the den, and was trapped by Hollyfur, horrified as the young she-cat slowly advanced towards him, quickly ending his life with a swift slash of the neck, leaving him to bleed to death. Hollyfur and Silhouette dragged Swallowstar's body to the river and dumped it, muttering a few words of respect as the corpse of the fallen leader floated downstream. That night, Hollyfur returned to camp, putting on a show of horror and sadness for her leader, and came Hollystar not long after. Silhouette then became Teller of the Pointed Stones, and the two cats made plans to unite, despite the fact both their groups opposed.

It had been a difficult task, bickering and fighting was common, but over time, peace came across the two groups, whom had become one. Oddly enough, Stoneteller was granted nine lives from StarClan, and leading alongside Hollystar, and it is unknown to this day why StarClan gave a tribe cat the reward of a clan cat. The two decided to rename themselves as the 'Clan of the Red Leaf', and it was not long until both cats passed away, and departed into the otherworld. They didn't go to the Dark Forest however, it seems StarClan and the Tribe of Endless hunting came to an agreement, and Swallowstar's death had been planned. Some were superstitious and still are; I don't blame them, some of us don't like change.

But now, more change has come. Ash and soot coats our home, prey winding up dead outside of our clan, without no one to claim the kill. Cats are disappearing without explanation, then winding up in the same place as the prey. Our clan is becoming fearful, some claiming that this will be the end of us all. But you see, I have hope.

The Prophets will come and save us.

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⇒ For this role-play, I expect at least 100 words per character per post, with proper spelling, grammar and so on. I will be judging your literacy from the quality of your forms, so if you feel the need to do so, provide me with a role-play example.

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⇒ There will be no cats with the same prefix. First in, best dressed.

⇒ Please try to keep the genders even. For every two she-cats, you are to make a tom.

⇒ Please keep your cats and names realistic.

⇒ Please avoid from going any more than four pages without me.

⇒ Being your own mate/crush is not allowed.

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Wolfspeckle ⇒ Ravenpaw
Dawnstar ⇒ Cinderpaw
Snowdrift ⇒ Smokepaw
Firelight ⇒ Robinpaw
Crowfoot ⇒ Sparrowpaw

Tom -- She-Cat
⇒ Tom likes She-Cat
⇐ She-Cat likes Tom
⇔ Both like one another
♥ Mates
↭ Broken up

leader
x Dawnstar ♀

deputy
x Crowfoot ♂

medicine cat
x Wolfspeckle ♂

medicine cat apprentice
x Ravenpaw ♂

warriors
x Coalfur ♀
x Snowdrift ♀
x Tumblestep ♂
x Firelight ♀

apprentices
x Smokepaw ♂
x Robinpaw ♀
x Cinderpaw ♀
x Sparrowpaw ♂

queens
Do not join as a queen.

kits
Do not join as a kit.

elders
--

outsiders
x Bramble ♂
x Dark ♂
x Linden ♀

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The territory of this clan is fairly large, due to the fact it's two territories ruled under the one clan. The Red Leaf territory is basically an extremely large forest with a variety of small details here and there, including cliffs, caves and a sea on the eastern border. The territory is fairly untouched from twolegs, as there are a variety of threats that keep them away, such as wolves, bears and various other creatures. They tend to leave the cats alone, if they stay out of their dens and keep away from their food. Everyone dislikes scavengers. However, it is not rare that a cat is killed by these large predators.
The clan camp is fairly large and many of the trees are covered in red leaves (naturally) all year round. The main part of the camp is mainly moss covered rocks, and up the top is the largest of rocks, called Moss Rock. This is where the Leader and the Medicine Cat come to speak to mainly StarClan and sometimes the Tribe of Endless Hunting. It is forbidden for the other warriors to go up here informally, but new warriors are expected to sit up here, and have their vigil of silence, watching over the clan.
The apprentices and warriors share a fairly large den and the queens and elders share a den. Instead of having a fresh-kill pile, this clan has a fresh-kill cave, where the prey is stored in cool temperatures, in the hopes that it will last longer. Herbs are stored in another part of this den, instead of the Medicine Cat having to store them in their den.
The leader does not share their den with anyone, aside from their mate, and their kits.


• the training hollow x
  
• the forbidden fields (western part of territory) x
• sea-cliff (eastern part of territory)x
• the forest (southern part of territory) x
• the caves (northern part of territory) x

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work in progress

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19/11/13 - This role-play was opened, prophecy positions are open.
24/11/13 - The role-play has been closed off for joining, and we have begun.

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ
This tom goes by the name of Smokepaw, originally being referred to as Smokekit upon his birth, and then changing his name to Smokepaw, once he became an apprentice. When he becomes a warrior, Smokepaw hopes to be referred to as Smokestrike.
ʀᴀɴᴋ
Smokepaw is an apprentice.
ᴀɢᴇ
Smokepaw is ten moons of age.
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ
Smokepaw is a tom-cat.
ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ
In the clan, Smokepaw does not have any family, due to the fact he lived in a different clan previous. In that clan, he had his two parents, Hollyfoot and Ravenwing, his two brothers Ashpaw and Berrypaw, as well as his sister, Newtpaw. The whereabouts of his family are in the other clan, however, whether they are alive or not is unknown to young Smokepaw, which worries the young lad a little.
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ
Smokepaw does not have a mate, as he is too young for one. He also does not have a crush.
ᴋɪᴛs
Smokepaw is too young for kits, but would like some when he is older.


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ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs
Due to his thick coat, Smokepaw is not a fan of the hot, humid weather. It makes his pelt all sweaty and sticky, which makes it difficult for the tom to clean. With this, Smokepaw doesn't like getting dirty, either, instead preferring to leave the dirty work to the cats that actually wish to do it. The tom also doesn't like loud cats, or anything loud in general, much preferring to be someplace quiet, where he can retreat into his own head, and think. With this, he doesn't like 'stupid' cats, tending to steer clear of those that are missing a few brain cells, believing that if he's near them, they'll make him a mousebrain, too.
ʟɪᴋᴇs
Smokepaw loves to analyse things, and just think in general. He also enjoys sleeping and eating quite a bit, preferably doing so whilst he is alone. However, Smokepaw doesn't mind socialising when the time calls. This tom also likes nighttime, especially stars, though he would never admit this to anyone. With his love to analyse, Smokepaw loves to develop strategies for things, especially battles, which links well to his love of conflict, especially fighting. Not between clanmates, but between warriors, and rogues. It has always been interesting to the young tom.

ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
Smokepaw is an extremely intelligent young tom, and with this intelligence brings his ability to be highly perceptive to detail, as well as a keen ability to focus and concentrate outside of exterior distractions. Smokepaw is extremely imaginative, loving to plan and develop strategies, or just be left alone to his own devices, so that he can just think. Being a big thinker has allowed Smokepaw to analyse problems and develop solutions, as well as solving unusual things by developing links through unlikely pieces of data. However, Smokepaw finds it difficult to conform to social norms, often going out by himself when he is not supposed to, due to the fact that he can't properly cope with being bored. He just hates it. So, Smokepaw will often wander off and kill things, not for the purpose of eating, but instead to cure his boredom. He does enjoy socialising, more so just listening as opposed to participating in the actual conversation, due to the fact he finds it more interesting listening to others. With this, Smokepaw has a tendency to over think and over analyse a situation, often ignoring common sense, and simple, logical knowledge.
ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ
For his age, Smokepaw is a tall tom, with a long, but muscular build. He's a big cat, though this may be because of his fur, which is soft, and fluffy. Instead of walking, Smokepaw has a habit at moving at a brisk trot, unable to stand still for more than a few moments. The majority of his fur is a smokey grey, aside from the tip of his tail, his neck and chest, part of his muzzle and his front paws. He has dark yellow eyes, which often seem to be clouded with boredom.
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ
words

ɴᴀᴍᴇ
Wolfspeckle
ʀᴀɴᴋ
Medicine Cat
ᴀɢᴇ
32 Moons
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ
Tom-cat
ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ
Wolfspeckle does not have any family in the clan.
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ
Wolfspeckle does not have a crush, nor does he have a mate.
ᴋɪᴛs
Kits are forbidden for Wolfspeckle.


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ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs
Wolfspeckle isn't too fond of hot weather, due to the fact that he does have a long pelt, and the heat can make his fur damp and sticky. He isn't a fan of kits, finding their false sense of security and illogical thought processes rather unattractive, as he has never understood how they can be so happy, knowing that one day, they will grow up and have to live out their lives, knowing that one day they could be mauled to death by a fox, or badger, both of which he dislikes immensely.
ʟɪᴋᴇs
It might be the hormones talking, but Wolfspeckle likes she-cats. Absolutely loves them. Though he's not much of the flirtatious type, Wolfspeckle tends to prefer working with she-cats, as opposed to working with toms. He especially likes the quiet ones, due to his quiet nature, and tends to just enjoy working in silence, so he can concentrate. Wolfspeckle also enjoys going out of the clan camp at night, as he enjoys being alone, and also has a preference for night time. He also has a secret love for flowers.

ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
A seemingly laid back and neutral tom, many cats are quick to dismiss Wolf, generally disinterested in getting to know the lad better. However, they can't be blamed; Wolf being the kind of cat to go solo, and be a lone wolf, happy to do things on his own, a trait that probably stems from Wolf's inability to trust others, though it has never been specified why this is so. Wolf often has to get reeled in by one of his closest friends, to ensure that he still holds his composure, and to get him out of the situations that he can often get himself into. With this, another of Wolf's dominant traits is his ability to hold back his emotions, keeping things close to the vest. Wolf prefers to act like he is unaffected by a situation, and this is often beneficial when the tom can keep calm and disciplined, especially in stressful situations. Though, in saying such, Wolf's handle on his emotions can slip every now and again. Though his inability to trust can be problematic, Wolf is a genuinely nice guy, with a big heart, and is willing to help out when he is required. With this, Wolf has a massive desire to serve and protect those he is close to, his weakness often being this urge to do so.
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ
words

ɴᴀᴍᴇ
This feline goes by the name of Coalfur, having received the name Coalkit upon her birth. As an apprentice, this she-cat was named Coalpaw, a representation that she had achieved the apprentice status. When presented with the warrior rank, Coalpaw's name was changed to Coalfur, in honor of her dark fur.
ʀᴀɴᴋ
Coalfur is a warrior.
ᴀɢᴇ
27 Moons
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ
She-cat
ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ
In the clan, Coalfur does have some family. Her father and mother, Tigerclaw and Feathershade, are elders of the clan and live out their lives in the elder's den. Other than that, Coalfur has a sister, by the name of Nightheart, whom is currently alive and resides in the clan, also.
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ
Coalfur does not have a mate, nor does she have a crush.
ᴋɪᴛs
Coalfur does not have any offspring, but would like some.


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ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs
Coalfur isn't a massive fan of loud and obnoxious cats, and she can be often seen steering clear of cats that make a huge fuss over absolutely nothing. She also doesn't like the hot and dry weather, much preferring the cooler months. It's also said that this cat doesn't like eating birds, though she has never explicitly stated why this is so.
ʟɪᴋᴇs
Coalfur is rather fond of the wetter and cooler months, enjoying the cool sensations that she experiences during this time. She also enjoys the night, tending to go out on her own when he has the chance. With this, Coalfur enjoys solitude, more than happy to be by herself when the time calls for it. Her favourite prey is rabbit, and she does have a soft spot for vole, too. Despite the fact she doesn't like loud cats, Coalfur enjoys talking to the younger generation. If she has spare time, she will sometimes go and play with the kits if she has a chance, though this is genuinely rare.

ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
"A dark cat to match a dark personality", some would say that would be a rather accurate representation of this lass. However, to say it's a bad thing is not true, it's more so the fact that Coalfur tends to keep her personality in the dark, and try not to show too much off to the other cats. This is because Coalfur has a big feeling of insecurity about herself, worried about the fact that if she brings too much of herself to the table, she would be unfit for the title of warrior. With this in mind, Coalfur is a cat of few words, speaking up when it is required that she say something, or she needs to speak to another warrior. There seems to be an element of courtesy and formality to her words, but with this, the authority within her tone can be well heard.
But this change has only been recent, many cats know what the original Coalfur is like, hidden behind the mask formality. A laid back and happy lass, with an element of flirtatiousness to her has been hidden away, a she-cat that is extremely likable to all. Coalfur loves a good chat, and is quite affectionate to those that are close to her, and with this, a protective mother comes into play. One thing that Coalfur did not abandon was her love for kits, and she still goes into the Queen's den to talk and mess about. This is perhaps the only time at Coalfur's true personality shines.
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ
words

[nefertiti,]

Ravenpaw || Tom || Medicine Cat Apprentice

S K I M M I N G - T H E - S U R F A C E

Name;;

Ravenkit > Ravenpaw > Ravenwing

Age;;

6 moons.

Gender;;

Tom of course.

Rank;;

Medicine Cat Apprentice.

Other;;

He is blind.

O N - T H E - I N S I D E

Personality;;

Stubborn: He is stubborn with his ideas and will not step down until he gets his way which can be a good or a bad thing. He will stubbornly stand up for his beliefs and ideas not caring what any other cat will say about it. The only cat that could change his mind in his mentor.

Truthful: Ravenpaw will always speak his mind and tell the truth which a lot of the time gets him into trouble. There has been many times he has done that at the wrong time and his mentor has had to stop him. He will only lie or hide the truth if he thinks it right, other than that he will tell the complete and honest truth.

Quick tongued: Along with his truthfulness he is quick tongued and ready with smart come backs or answers that get him into trouble. He will reply in any way that could be rude or the complete opposite. He is very unpredictable and has been called sharp tongued or quick tongued more times than he remembers.

Independent: He is independent in everything he does, healing, working or anything it is very rare for him to accept help or aid of any kind. He believes that she can do anything by himself that he puts her mind to and will stand by it. He never works in a team preferring to be a solo worker. He doubts that if he had a mate that he would be very good with that kind of thing because of her independent personality but maybe if he finds someone he truly loves it might work but he will ever know.

Loyal: He may not be the nicest cat to be around but he is loyal to the core. Even though he is not a warrior she is still one hundred percent loyal to the warrior code. He does not like mixing with the other medicine cats even though they have different rules to warriors that allow them to a degree.

Mature: He is very mature for his age, mature enough to be a senior warrior, well on the outside anyway, sometimes when he is alone he can or will act like an immature kit but very rarely since he can't chase butterfly's or pounce on leaves without sight but sometimes he wishes that she could just be a normal warrior apprentice with no worries about StarClans next prophecy or the health of her clan.

Proud: He is very proud not ever showing weakness or admitting he is wrong or needs help. His proudness is sometimes a weakness or fatal flaw but he would never admit it because of his proudness.

History;;

He was born to Poppyheart, he never knew who his father was. He was the first born of his litter, his sisters name was Skykit. When they were three of four moons old they escaped the camp, running through the dirt place tunnel they made it into the forest. Ravenkit found a hole in the ground and they looked into it, the next thing they knew a fox was on top of them, he killed Skykit but a patrol saved Ravenkit. He hadn't seen any of this but had smelt and heard it all because of his blindness, the fell unconscious just as the patrol came.

The last thing he remembered was falling unconscious and then waking up in a strange smelling den which he later remembered to be the Medicine den. He spent a few days in there and grew to find the smells and sounds of the herbs and medicine cat interesting. He loved it in there and two sunrises ago when he became the medicine cat apprentice was ecstatic.

Strengths;;

His main skill is tracking since it is his only way to get around without sight, he has probably the strongest nose in the clan. His next skill would be healing and helping cats when they are sick or injured.

Weaknesses;;

His sightlessness would be a weakness but he doesn't believe so. He can not hunt or fight either but he believes that he could if he was allowed to try.

Likes;;

He loves wandering the forest and his medicine cat duties, the ones that don't involve sorting, finding or using herbs, he only does them because he doesn't want to be a six moon old cat in the elders den.

Dislikes;;

He dislikes being helped. He also doesn't like his medicine cat duties that involve sorting, finding or using herbs.

O N - T H E - O U T S I D E
Fur;;

His fur is a grey brown tabby, fluffy still.

Eyes;;

His eyes are a pale milky white.

Size;;

He is still kit small.

Other Looks;;

No other looks.

I N - T H E - H E A R T

Mother;;

Poppyheart.

Father;;

Unknown.

Litter mates;;

Dead.

Siblings;;

Dead

Other Kin;;

None

Crush;;

None

Mates;;

None

Kits;;

None

Robinpaw || She-cat || Apprentice

S K I M M I N G - T H E - S U R F A C E

Name;;

Robinkit > Robinpaw > Robinflame

Age;;

10 moons

Gender;;

She-cat

Rank;;

Apprentice

Other;;

She is in the prophecy.[/i]

O N - T H E - I N S I D E

Personality;;

Robinpaw is an independent worker, a fighter for what she thinks right and a proud apprentice. She believes in what she thinks right and will stand by it, thus she doesn't often admit she is wrong even though she will know she is wrong. She has a temper which can sometimes get the better of her and is dangerous because of her power but she tries to keep it in check which doesn't always happen. She is proud which is good and bad at the same time, she will not be pushed around but sometimes she is a bit too proud.

History;;

Her mother, Robin, was a rogue that had a mate in the clan, Stonecreek. Her father ran away with her mother but missed clan to be with her a moon before her kits were due. Stonecreek found it hard without clan life but stayed with his mate for the bond of love between them. The kits were born beside a creek, as the last of the three, the only she-cat came out their mother died. Stonecreek was grief stricken and knew that he must take the kits back to the clan. He named the first tom, a grey and brown tabby Featherkit, the second tom a pure white kit, Snowkit and the final kit, with the unique pelt colours of her mother Robinkit after the she-cat he loved.

Not being able to feed the kits he knew they needed to get back to camp as soon as possible but it was a third of a moon away and they would probably die of starvation. Not knowing what to do he stayed their with the kits by their dead mothers body. That night a female rogue found them sleeping, just as she got their she fell down in seizures. Stonecreek woke up and saw what had happened barely half a day before, a cat giving birth. He panicked not knowing what to do but something guided him and he helped her give birth to her one kit. He soon found out that her name was Lady. When he told her his story she offered to feed the kits and help take them back to the camp. He accepted and they set off.

It took a moon because they had to walk a few steps put down one kit and go back for the other. The first thing Robinpaw remembers is walking slowly along with her brothers, her father and a rogue with her son. He father taught them about the clans every night before they fell asleep. One day Featherkit ran off, they couldn't even find his body. When they finally got back to camp Lady and her son left before they had entered camp. When they did everyone was shocked, another queen looked after the kits in the nursery. When they were playing outside one day an eagle flew into camp, it took Snowkit with it. Robinpaw was the last kit in her mothers litter. All she had was her father.

As her sixth moon got closer she feared that she would never become an apprentice because she wasn't clan born. When the sixth moon of her life came she grew worried but when the day came she was happy. She had become an apprentice, unfortunately that same moon her father died in hunting accident she still hasn't gotten over it and can sometimes get angry or depressed about it but she is usually fine.

O N - T H E - O U T S I D E
Fur;;

WIP

Eyes;;

WIP

Size;;

WIP

Other Looks;;

WIP

I N - T H E - H E A R T

Mother;;
Mother;;

Robin.

Father;;

Stonecreek.

Litter mates;;

Dead.

Siblings;;

Dead

Other Kin;;

None

Crush;;

None

Mates;;

None

Kits;;

None

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{{ accepted.

[Z4XX0N]

ɴᴀᴍᴇ
Dark
ʀᴀɴᴋ
Loner
ᴀɢᴇ
30 Moons
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ
Male
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ
Dark doesn't have a mate, nor does he have a crush.
ᴋɪᴛs
Dark doesn't have any kits.


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ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
Growing up under harsh rule, Dark can be seen as disciplined, and a rather demanding fellow. These traits can make the tom seem rather stand-offish to others, especially the fact that Dark is the no-nonsense type of guy. Dark's also known for his sarcastic humour, it well known among those that know him that he hates maybes and assumptions, when discussing something of importance. His typical response is "Ya think?", when a cat states something extremely obvious. Seen as a rather intimidating character, Dark says it how it is, generally having a feared presence among those that know him rather well. He is known for communicating his displeasure, which generally involves giving them a single look, or giving the wrongdoer the silent treatment. One of his favourite ways of getting information he wants is to sit and glare at someone for prolonged periods of time, until they crack under the pressure, and tell him what he wants. Something that is notable about this tom is his unpredictability. It is not uncommon for Dark to suddenly stand up, and tell the others that they're moving, without providing some sort of explanation. Most cats learn to accept it, generally trusting Dark and his gut. Though some of his methods are unorthodox and questionable, Dark generally gets the job done, and is respected for such.
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ
Born to the cat of a military officer, Dark's life was a rather hard one to start off with, so to speak. Having a strict father was rather beneficial for the tom, though some say that it is what made Dark the hostile feline he is today, and they would be correct. Dark's father would often teach his strong (who was the strongest and smartest of his litter) how to surivive outside of their house, often taking the young lad out into the forest, to show him how to hunt and fight.
Dark grew up in his father's shadow, developing many of his traits; stubborn, cold and a seemingly tough fellow. However, he earned his sarcastic side from his mother, not that it contradicted Dark's persona in any way. It worked rather well, and to say the least, Dark's mother and father were quite pleased with their son.
When Dark reached the age of 24 moons, the tom decided to leave home, having the idea that he would set off on his own, and pursue his own desires. Saying good-bye to his family was difficult, but the lad coped just fine, disappearing into the forest, free to live out his life as he so desired.

[foxflight,]

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→ bramble
→ tom
→ 27 moons
→ outsider - loner
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the night was all you had
you ran into the night for all you had
found yourself a path upon the ground
you ran into the night, you can't be found.

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name; bramble
age; 27 moons
gender; tom
rank; outsider ; loner
build; large & muscular
fur; short, brown tabby, white markings
eyes; forest green
scars; scarred muzzle & left shoulder
good traits; confident, brave & easy-going
bad traits; stubborn, reckless & cocky
strengths; fighting & climbing
weaknesses; hunting & swimming
relationship status; single
family; thornfang ; father ; deceased
vicky ; mother ; deceased
misty ; sister ; unknown
theme song; laura palmer - bastille

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This brown and white tabby tom is definitely an interesting character, born and raised in the life of a loner despite having Clan of Red Leaf blood pumping through his veins. Born in the middle of leaf-bare; Bramble was quick to toughen up due to the cold and became the stronger of the two kits in his mothers litter. Bramble picked up many traits throughout his life, such as confidence, bravery, stubbornness and one of his worst traits; his reckless nature. This tom was always the first to go charging into many dangerous situation head on without hesitation; not paying any attention to what some of the consequences may be. Thus proving his stubbornness and his cockiness, often thinking he is the best and ignoring any orders someone else may give him. Bramble was definitely the independent and reckless soul who could not be tamed. Bramble was always quick to react to any challenges and when he finally came across the territory of Clan of Red Leaf, he made no hesitation to enter there territory and go stir of trouble; which he did. Bramble was quick to discover his relation to the clan after spotting his mother lingering near the borders one day with a brown tom and after confronting his mother he learned that he had Clan of Red Leaf blood in his veins and that the brown tom was in fact his father. Bramble's father had proposed that Bramble and his sister, Misty join the clan, but Bramble rejected the idea instantly and disappeared for two moons. When he returned to the forest he found out that his mother had died from greencough. Three moons later his own sister disappeared without a trace, her whereabouts are unknown to him and he has no clue if she still lives or not. Bramble has still yet to accept his father's offer, but still constantly enters the territory and often causes trouble with the cats within the clan.

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→ snowdrift
→ she-cat
→ 24 moons
→ warrior
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so you want to play with magic,
boy do you know what your falling for
baby do you dare to do this,
cause i'm coming at you like a dark horse.

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name; snowdrift
age; 24 moons
gender; she-cat
rank; warrior
build; tall & slender
fur; short, soft white fur
eyes; pale blue
scars; no scars
good traits; calm, easy-going & mysterious
bad traits; stubborn & fiery tempered
strengths; hunting & running
weaknesses; fighting & swimming
relationship status; single
previous love interest in swiftleap
family; patchfur ; father ; deceased
ivyflower ; mother ; deceased
whitesplash ; brother ; deceased
theme song; dark horse - katy perry
other; prophecy cat

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This slender white she-cat is basically a question with no answer, her history is part of what make her who she is today. Ever since a young age this she-cat has had to put up with smart remarks and teasing comments, not just from her brother, but from his best friend too. So obviously she was quick to come up with her defence system; which was to retaliate to their comments with comebacks. Due to the teasing she received, she has become quite fiery tempered and it is recommended you never get into an argument with this she-cat, but if you do, you better run and pretty far. Her fiery temper tend to scare others off and she is often avoided by several who have heard of her temper. She is also quite stubborn, not as bad as some other cats, but if you argue with her, she will not back down until she wins the argument. If you look past her flaws you can see she is quite an easy-going she-cat to get along with and that she is quite calm if you don't annoy her. Snowdrift could be considered quite odd as she is a little mysterious, she tends to linger at the edges of the camp and prefers to mind her own business unless stated otherwise. As she grew older, her feud against Whitesplash and Swiftleap eased off till the two groups barely interacted anymore. But then a tragic day unfolded before their eyes, her brother had been found dead beside a river. The cause of his death was unknown to all of them, but none the less, they still mourned him; even Snowdrift who had despised him for most of his life. Snowdrift began to seek comfort, and drawn together by tragic events she became close to her enemy Swiftleap and on an unexpected turn of events, she became quite close to him. The two shared the same feelings of something more then friends and they became mates much to the clans surprise, but they didn't last long as Swiftleap was killed by a badger. Unknown to both Snowdrift had ben expecting his kits, but she lost them after falling into a deep depression where she didn't eat as much. Moons had past and Snowdrift has recovered but still mourns the loss of both Whitesplash and Swiftleap.

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→ tumblestep
→ tom
→ 22 moons
→ warrior
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when I wake up
the dream isn't done.
I want to see your face
and know I've made it home.

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name; tumblestep
age; 22 moons
gender; tom
rank; warrior
build; tall & muscular
fur; short, white and ginger
eyes; gentle amber
scars; torn left ear
good traits; friendly, brave & confident
bad traits; clumsy & troublesome
strengths; fighting & climbing
weaknesses; hunting & swimming
relationship status; single
family; gingerstripe ; father ; deceased
flickerflame ; mother ; deceased
cinderpaw ; younger sister ; alive
theme song; painting flowers - all time low

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→ she-cat
→ 9 moons
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I know that we are upside down,
so hold your tongue and hear me out.
I know that we were made to break,
so what? I don't mind..

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name; cinderpaw [ flame ]
age; 9 moons
gender; she-cat
rank; apprentice
build; small & slender
fur; soft, ginger tabby
eyes; grey-silver
scars; no scars
good traits; free-spirited, calm & flirty
bad traits; easily distracted & sarcastic
strengths; hunting & climbing
weaknesses; fighting & swimming
relationship status; single
family; gingerstripe ; father ; deceased
flickerflame ; mother ; deceased
tumblestep ; older brother ; alive
ferretkit ; brother ; deceased
theme song; stay the night - zedd

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When cats first meet this calm and free-spirited she-cat, most actually wonder (and tend to question) as to why she is named Cinderpaw, instead of something that somehow resembled her bright ginger pelt colour. The truth is that she was not actually named by her mother or her father, instead she was named by her older brother Tumblestep. Their mother, Flickerflame had passed away giving birth to Cinderpaw whilst their father Gingerstripe wanted absolutely nothing to do with is only daughter. If asked, Tumblestep always replies that he named her Cinderpaw after her eye colour of grey-silver since they reminded him of cinder, but in fact he named his younger sister after a she-cat that he had loved and was sadly killed by a rogue. Cinderpaw was raised by a respectful queen, who was strict and this resulted in Cinderpaw being quite mature despite her young age of nine moons. She is calm and considerate, often thinking over things before she says them and doing what she can to help others. One thing that her strict adoptive mother couldn't stop was her free-spirited nature, causing her to be quite the day-dreamer who gets easily distracted by the smallest things. Her free-spirited nature makes her quite easy to get along with. Though she is mature, Cinderpaw has a few tricks up her sleeve, and that is how flirty she tends to be with some of the toms within the clan; this is quite helpful to her when she needs help with something. Although it is not in her nature to hurt someone in a romantic way, in fact, she hates the thought of hurting someone with her flirting. A few flaws of Cinderpaw would be how sarcastic she can be at times, if someone says something stupid, she is bound to retaliate with a sarcastic comment. Her sarcastic nature is not often appreciated, and frankly, her sarcasm can get annoying and tends to land her in trouble every now and again. Despite her flaws, Cinderpaw is a mature young she-cat who is quite an interesting cat to be around once you get to know her.

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[[ tumblestep's form is still a w.i.p and snowdrift will be the prophecy cat. c: