woodclan;;important announcment p.3 and p.4;;

[ayomi]

{{ok, adding later

[Z4XX0N]

{{ smurfs are blue.
will three toms do? ^^
I'll be adding a she-cat once they're reopened, if that's okay.

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.

ɴᴀᴍᴇ
Wolfspeckle
ʀᴀɴᴋ
Warrior
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
Wolfspeckle does not have any kits.


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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.

ɴᴀᴍᴇ
This lovely young tom goes by the name of Snowhawk, of which he received the name Snowkit upon his birth. When Snowkit received his apprentice ranking, his name was changed to Snowpaw. When Snowpaw became a fully fledged warrior, this tom's name was changed to Snowhawk, which he has been living with since.
ʀᴀɴᴋ
Snowhawk is a warrior.
ᴀɢᴇ
Snowhawk is 27 moons of age.
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ
Snowhawk is a tom.
ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ
Being a full clan cat, Snowhawk has quite a bit of family in the clan. For starters, Snowhawk's parents were warriors, who went by the name of Viperfang and Briarnose. However, these two passed away from being killed by a badger. Snowhawk has five siblings, three of which are his littermates, who go by the name of Eagleclaw, Foxfoot and Hollypelt, and two others, which are his older brothers, Blackfang and Wispfur.
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ
Snowhawk does not have a crush, nor does he have a mate.
ᴋɪᴛs
Snowhawk does not have any kits, but he would like some.


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ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs
Due to his coat, Snowhawk 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, Snowhawk 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
Snowhawk loves the rainy weather, and swimming, as the water is cool against his fur, and he enjoys the feeling. He also likes to tell stories, or interact with the younger generation, the thought of being idolised being one that he's rather fond of. He also enjoys being imaginative, and exploring the territory by herself, leaving her to wander in his thought palace. Snowhawk 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, Snowhawk 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, Snowhawk 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
Snowhawk is an extremely intelligent young, 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. Snowhawk 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 Snowhawk to analyse problems and develop solutions, as well as solving unusual things by developing links through unlikely pieces of data. However, Snowhawk 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, Snowhawk 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, Snowhawk has a tendency to over think and over analyse a situation, often ignoring common sense, and simple, logical knowledge.

[wolfie.]

Tigerpaw muffled a yawn as she stretched to her feet, finally leaving the comfort of her warm nest and her brother Lynxpaw. Her muscles, sore from the last days training, protested at the movement, and Tigerpaw silently wished she could have more time to sleep. "Bye Lynxpaw," she muttered to the sleeping form of her brother as she left the den. Outside, an icy breeze welcomed her, a frequent reminder that the cold moons were coming. Leaf-bare. She could barely remember it, since she was only a few moons old when she first experienced it, but she knew it was bitter and freezing, and it was a time when her birth mother was still alive. Tigerpaw took to finding Littlefoot to keep her mind off of the past. It never did her any good thinking about it. She spotted her mentor and fellow apprentice, Applepaw. Pulling herself together, Tigerpaw set towards them quietly. "Good morning Littlefoot. Applepaw." She greeted, glancing briefly at the latter when she noticed the impatient look in the shecat's eyes. Tigerpaw still hadn't decided if she liked her. Sometimes she was nice, and she liked to laugh with her, but she could be dreadfully annoying and vain.

[howl']

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name: littlefoot
nickname: n/a
age: 29 moons
rank: warrior;woodclan
crush: no one
mate: no one

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currently: waking up
thoughts: mornings....
tagged: applepaw
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littlefoot raised an eyebrow at the young she-cat. rolling her eyes, and looking down at the ground letting out a light laugh. hold your horses. who is the mentor here? she smiled, looking back up at her with a raised eyebrow. soon hearing tigerpaw approaching giving out a nice goodmorning. it always seem to make littlefoot want to continue on with the day. actually, battle training will have to wait till a later. she said, with a soft smile, before hearing addertooth call out to her to go hunting. she flicked her ears back for a minute, lightly irritated that the prey was almost gone. we, need to go hunting. the prey is low you to. after each of you successfully and properly catch two pieces of prey and thank starclan for it's life, then we can do battle training if your still up for it. she finished, standing up and nodding her head at tigerpaw. you may want to eat after hunting. so if your hungry, catch an extra piece of prey for yourself. she said looking at impatient applepaw.

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name: addertooth
nickname: n/a
age: 38 moons
rank: deputy;woodclan
crush: no one
mate: no one

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currently: waking up
thoughts: sunlight....
tagged: dawnlight
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addertooth, awoke at the sound of littlefoot exiting the den. he smiled softly, before getting up. his back arching and his maw opening in a yawn. he looked around the den, noticing that there weren't that many cats asleep any more. he exited the den, looking around and seen littlefoot with her apprentice applepaw. he smiled softly and let out a light chuckle, before heading over to the prey pile. figuring he should take some to the elders before it was all taken by the apprentices. as he approached the pile of dead creatures he noticed dawnlight crouched by it. he himself saw a bit of anxiousness in her eyes as he sat down next to her. prey pile is a bit low... he said seeing very little, probably enough for the elders, himself, the leader, and two apprentices. he turned to call out to littlefoot hey! we need prey! he said advising her to get some more prey before she headed out. i need a few more to go in the other direction. he continued turning to dawnlight. if you can gather a couple more cats, ill accompany you on a hunting trip. for now i must go take this prey to the elders. he quicky said, grabbing the biggest piece there, a blue-jay. he carried it between his jaws to the elders den and set it down outside, poking his head in and trying to see if willowhisp or soulstream were awake. he smiled seeing his old mentor was slowly moving his large body. gently he nodded before turning away and walking back to the apprentice den. he felt as though he had to do everything, because the apprentices weren't doing anything. he poked his head in to see if all the apprentices were awake.

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name: willowhisp
nickname: n/a
age: 70 moons
rank: elder;woodclan
crush: no one
mate: no one

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currently: waking up
thoughts: stupid youngsters....
tagged: no one
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willowhisp was greeted by the familiar face of addertooth. he slowly rose onto his aching paws and arched his back. his old bones popping lightly, before he crouched out of the den and into the sunlight. noticing that addertooth had gotten him some prey. he knelt down ripping the feathers off the prey, and chewing on the gamy meat. saving some for his companion, soulstream. he sat up, licking his lips before calling out. when are those obnoxious youngsters going to clean out my nest?!?! he aid in a light raspy voice, his large maine coon body seem like a giant.

[Swishy & Broken]

GingerPaw

GingerPaw heard faint sounds of a cat or two getting up and moving out of the den. She let out a small yawn and started to stretch, she stood up after a few moments and collected herself. She shook her pelt and fluffed up her fur; Too cold for her taste. ( She hates the cold ^^ ) She poked her head out of the den and flickered her tail happily. She figured she would wait in the den and scare her sister ( SoftPaw ) when SoftPaw would try to wake her up. GingerPaw let out a giggle as she settled back into her nest, acting as if she was asleep. This was a sure fire plan to scare SoftPaw.

[ayomi]

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APPLEPAW saw tigerpaw approaching. she walked over to her with a skip in her step while listening to her mentor, littlefoot. littlefoot had been assigned to mentor her and tigerpaw because the clan had one too many apprentices. so she and tigerpaw were co-apprentices, in a way. when she heard littlefoot say the battle training would have to wait, she groaned inwardly, but did not complain. she looked at tigerpaw, "race you out of camp?", without waiting for a response she ran out of camp. (assuming tigerpaw ran after her, sorry. did not mean to powerplay^^) she turned to tigerpaw, gesturing for her to hide behind a tree. "when littlefoot comes looking for us, lets scare her". okay, so maybe applepaw was acting a smidgen bit like a kit, but all cats have to have fun, right?[/color]

accepted! love snowhawk, the name and pic!

[nefertiti,]

Name
Jaypaw
Age
7 moons
Rank
Apprentice
With
Alone
Where
Forest

J A Y P A W

Jaypaw wandered through the forest, he could feel leaf bare coming from the coolness around him and the frost on the ground. He realised he shouldn't be out here but he felt like he needed to, smelling mouse he crouched and pounced, killing it with one quick nip to the back of the neck he stood up and headed back to camp the warm prey still in his jaws.

Name
Skysong
Age
15 moons
Rank
Medicine cat
With
Alone
Where
Den

S K Y S O N G

The medicine cat was walking through the forest able to see the lush green around her. Everything faded around her and she woke up to darkness, pure black and dark. She sat up in her nest and gave herself a quick wash, he blue fur slicked down again. She walked over to the herb stock and sniffed around making sure they were well stocked up with her, seeing that they needed more yarrow she made a mental note to tell Softpaw that they needed some more.

Name
Dawnlight
Age
24 moons
Rank
Warrior
With
Alone
Where
Camp

D A W N L I G H T

Dawnlight sat up properly when she saw the deputy come over to her. "Sure, I think I should give Sandpaw a test anyway, she'll be a warrior soon." She said getting up, seeing Rainclaw coming into camp she padded over to him, he had been hunting she could see that but she might as well ask if he would come on a hunting patrol. "I see you've just been hunting but would you mind coming on a patrol with your apprentice?" She asked.

[Z4XX0N]

{{ thank-you. anywhere I can jump in?

[laf]

Added a picture for Silverfrost. Posting tonight.]

[nefertiti,]

{{Dawnlight is looking for some cats to go on a hunting patrol with her and Addertooth.}}