WindClan - V.1 - Med.Cat and Warriors needed!

[rikkea.]

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name; Rosebreeze.
gender; she-cat.
age; 15 moons.
rank; young warrior.
strengths; outgoing, understanding, caring, loyal.
weaknesses; resentful, stubborn, jumpy, rebellious.
mate; nope.
crush; nope.

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Rosebreeze was born before exactly 15 moons. Her name was Rosekit then and her mother's name was Honeystream. Rosebreeze's mother died in childbirth, but Rosebreeze and her sister, now named Birdsong, survived. Their father is unknown, but the sisters think that he was a rogue that also recently died. They're not sure in anything - clan raised them, not answering on any of their questions. Rosebreeze is very loyal to the clan, but she blames them for not giving her desired answers.
In accordance to her age, Rosebreeze is quite talkative and flirty, but serious in battles. However, she rather hunts than she fights, and she loves to swim. She can be cold and cruel sometimes, but she is usually nice, kind and loving.
Rosebreeze is brown fluffy tabby with beautiful amber eyes. Her tail is unusually long and white-tipped.

{ I hope that I'm being literate enough. ^^ If not, please warn me. <3

[bambi,]

[Ravenpaw is a she-cat ^^]

[Gizmutt]

(( I'll add another adult tom, just to help even the genders, and give another mentor. ))

.:Leopardmoth:.


Name:: Leopardmoth
Gender Tom
Rank: Warrior
Age: 24

To the world: Leopardmoth is quite an odd looking cat. At first glance he appears to be solid grey, but upon closer examination thick dark spots litter his pelt. Giving him his prefix, the later obtained by his natural ability to be light of foot. He is thin and spry, more dependent upon wit, charm, and speed than bulk and brawn.His eyes are deep brown, and often very expressive.

Inner Beauty: Leopardmoth is an easy cat to like. He is genial and charming. Words are his greatest weapon rather than brute strength and he know how to use them. He is also very fast, and knows how to disappear (or disguise him self) when he does not want to be seen.

History: Born to the clan.
Love: N/A
Family: N/A

[soda]

[ sorry for the wait. I might update sparkfeather's form a bit as we go.
just tell me if anything needs changing/it's too long or anything ^^; ]

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"The way I see it, if you
want the rainbow, you
gotta put up with the rain."
- Dolly Parton
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⊱ name - rainpaw
⊱ med. cat name - Rainsong
⊱ age - nine moons [9]
⊱ gender - female [♀]
⊱ rank - med. cat app.
⊱ mentor - tba
⊱ clan - windclan
⊱ best traits - smart,
observant, excellent healer
⊱ worst traits - quiet,
can be cold, sarcastic
⊱ kin -
• flare [father, loner]
• lilysong [mother, warrior]
• Sparkfeather [uncle, warrior]
[pm if interested
in being related]
⊱ crush - tba
⊱ mate - not allowed

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"I've been holding off on a name. I wanted you to see her first." Lilysong explained, gently licking her only kit, a small she-cat with snowy white fur. The kit mewed back at her, brilliant blue eyes taking in the form of her mother. It had been a few days since her birth, but today had been the first time her father got to see her. "How about.. Rainkit, for those beautiful eyes?" The loner answered back, warmth in his own, near identical blue eyes as he looked down at his new daughter. His mate purred in agreement, looking lovingly at the newly named Rainkit. Her gaze saddened for a moment as she looked back up at Flare. "Why don't you come back to the clan with me. We could live as a family. Happy, like all the other Queens and kits." The orange tabby just shook his head. "You know I can't." The she-cat only nodded, finding a slight bit of happiness that her kit at least one of Flare's traits. It was a shame one of those eyes turned amber just a few short weeks after.

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"They're back!" The announcement hit Rainpaw's ears, even from all the way in the medicine cat's den. She wasted no time in hopping up from where she had been sorting herbs, eagerly clambering out into the clearing and into the throng of cats gathered to greet the group filtering back into the camp. The newly appointed medicine cat apprentice wasted no time in pushing her way through them, the wide grin never leaving her face for a moment. The excited chatter began to hush as the cats made their way back in, one by one. Somber expressions lingered on their faces, making Rainpaw pause. Before she could move forward, their leader shouldered his way to the front, concern clear in his eyes. "Well? Have you chased the badger from our camp?" One cat stepped forward, a tom she recognized as Sparkfeather, her mother's brother. "Yes. But.." He paused finally bringing his gaze to meet their leader's. It was full of sadness. "Lilysong was lost to us." The smile that once shown so brightly on Rainpaw's face never truly came back after that.

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"Rainpaw, what are you doing?" One cat gasped, causing the she-cat in question to roll her eyes. When would they learn to stop questioning her and just let her work? "Well I couldn't work with him squirming all about, now could I?" She quipped back, gathering up the necessary herbs for the job at paw. Daisynose, a delicate cat with gray fur who almost never appeared to be with anything other than a smile, was watching her work with a mixture of horror and indignation. She offered Brackenfoot's mate a slight shrug in explanation. Okay, so she had knocked the warrior out to treat him. What was she suppose to have done? The cat was all over her den, yowling in pain due to his injured leg, and if he wasn't going to sit still for her, she would have to make him. Sure, pressing down on his injury till he passed out due to pain might have been a tad extreme, but she was just a tiny she-cat in comparison to the bulky tom, so it hadn't been like head butting him would put him under. Besides, she needed to stop the bleeding anyways. "Here, hold this to his wound." She ordered, passing Dasiynose a mouthful of cobwebs. They were running low on those, she noticed. "Where's our actual medicine cat?" The gray cat hissed, ignoring Rainpaw's 'request'. The implication stung slightly, but the apprentice would rather go up against a badger than let that show. "Out." Was the one word answer, the white cat then settling to ignore the other as she worked.

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One week later had found Rainpaw pawing through the fresh kill pile, trying to find one of the smaller pieces of food to eat. Prey seemed to be rather scarce lately, so she had been trying to do her part and leave the bigger ones for cats who actually needed it. Besides, she hadn't been that hungry. Her stomach rumbled in protest to that statement, but she had begrudgingly ignored it as Brackenfoot came limping up to her, Daisy nose flanking him with a bit of sheepishness in her step. "I just wanted to thank you." The older tom meowed, giving a side glance to his mate the apprentice couldn't read. "If it wasn't for what you did, I might never be able to walk." Daisynose finally looked up at this comment, a bit of hesitance in her stance. "While I don't agree with what you did.. you did save his leg. So, thank you." The gray cat kept her gaze off Rainpaw, snorting almost at her own words. The white she-cat didn't react much, didn't let the warm feeling in her chest at those comments show. Instead, she gave a simple shrug. "It's what a medicine cat does."

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“After nourishment, shelter and
companionship, stories are the
thing we need most in the world.”
― Philip Pullman
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⊱ name - sparkfeather
⊱ age - forty-six moons [46]
⊱ gender - male [♂]
⊱ rank - warrior
⊱ apprentice - tba
[open to having past ones]
⊱ clan - windclan
⊱ good traits - charismatic,
dependable, loyal
⊱ best traits - lazy,
overly confident, stubborn
⊱ kin -
• bluetail [Mother]
• firebird [Father]
• Rainpaw [niece, apprentice]
⊱ crush - depends
⊱ mate - open
[pm if you want to be mates
(ie they became mates prior
to the rp starting)]

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⊱ personality - To put it in so few words, many cats view Sparkfeather as a lazy cat who somehow always finds a way out of his duties- and to a point, they're right. This male warrior does prefer lounging around over fighting, and usually will make his protest known when asked to do something he doesn't want to; though when it comes to the security of the clans or its members, he'll be the first up and in action. When the time to be serious comes, he's a cat you can depend on, just keep in mind that this only when he deems the situation necessary. Use to be quite the fighter, and though he's getting a little old for it, he can still be thought of as a worthy opponent in battle. He's not shy about sharing his opinion, often times inserting himself into debates if he finds them interesting, though it can be wise to listen to him- he is after all, one of the oldest members in the clan. One of Sparkfeather's biggest faults is his tendency to take personal offense to any lack of respect, whether it be intentional or not. All in all, he's your typical senior cat: lazy, tends to act more like a kit than his own age, and storytelling is his main hobby. Honestly, just ask him to spin you a tale and he'll be more than happy to.

⊱ history - Being as old as he is, Sparkfeather has had quite an interesting past. Too bad he'll never speak a word of it. For all his stories- of which there doesn't really seem to be a limit- he's never told one on his own history, and it doesn't seem like he ever will. Perhaps one day he'll open up about it, but until then one of the only things know about him is that he's one of the oldest cats in the clan. The origins of his name was also discussed once: the 'Spark' prefix coming from how active he seemed to be as a kit, always getting into trouble and denying nothing. When another cat mentioned how 'sparky this one is', his name was given. The 'feather' suffix came later on, as apart of his promotion into a warrior. It's speculated it was chosen due to his almost aloof and easy going personality- 'like a feather floating about in the wind'.

[Fluffy Peach]

{ Sorry, I disappeared. You're all accepted. I'll update the first page now - you can all begin roleplaying now if you wish! }

[rikkea.]

{ I'll be here tommorow - my battery is getting low. See ya, guys!

[heartless,]

Ｓａｐｐｈｉｒｅ Ｓｔａｒ .
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ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ → She cat.
ᴀɢᴇ → 24 Moons.
ʀᴀɴᴋ → leader.
Mᴀᴛᴇ → no one.

The beautiful she cat awoke when the sun had. She yawned and stretched before raising to her feet. She shock making the few pieces of moss fall off her coat. She padded elegantly out of her den and blinked a few times letting her eyes get use to the light. Her blue orbs glanced around the camp seeing only a few awake. She sat down wrapping her tail neatly around her paws. She wondered what the day had in store for her and her clan.

Tags: Anyone c:

[Fluffy Peach]

Pikesplash - Tom - Deputy
The first rays of dawn spilled in to the den and awoke the grey tom. He blinked the sleep away and stretched his limbs out, he was sore - as if he had been running for moons. Although, that rabbit had been huge and he felt as though he chased it far beyond the edge of the moor. Pikesplash stepped over the rousing bodies of his clanmates and emerged in to the steadily awakening Clan.
"Goodmorning, Sapphirestar." He greeted his leader with a smile and curt nod of the head before twitching his whiskers, "Hopefully we will have a good day of hunting, the fresh-kill pile looks like it needs a boost."

[heartless,]

Ｓａｐｐｈｉｒｅ Ｓｔａｒ .
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ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ → She cat.
ᴀɢᴇ → 24 Moons.
ʀᴀɴᴋ → leader.
Mᴀᴛᴇ → no one.

Sapphirestar heard someone say her name and smiled when she saw her deputy. "We do seem a little low." She said glancing at the fresh kill pile. She looked back at her deputy. "The others must be waking up late." She said seeing only a few cats awake. "Do you have your patrols all planned out?" She asked her deputy already knowing the answer was going to be a yes. Her deputy wasn't a slacker.

Tags: Pikesplah - Roleplayer is biscuit ♥

[Gizmutt]

.:Winterpaw:.
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The small Siamese tom poked his head over the last fallen log that stood between him, the edge of the main clan camp , and freedom. The tips of his light brown ear twitched with excitement, and with one giant leap he was a top the dead tree. He didn't even move as he heard the ruckus behind him. Instead he rolled his eyes, mentally counting down the seconds before the counting began.

"Winnterpaaaw." The voice was high pitched and squeaky. Fully expressing the intent of the one who spoke "You know they don't like it when you sneak out like this." The voice just as high pitched continued to draw closer. Tanpaw, not nearly as adventurous or as willing to blatantly ignore clan rules stepped gingerly through the grass. His muscles tight and coiled, jumping every time a blade of grass penetrated his fur.

Winterpaw let out a giant sigh, not bothering to turn around. He jumped to the opposite side of the log, the side that grated him freedom, or at least perceived freedom. "why is it .." Winterpaw spoke, continuing on his quest forward, his destination very known to him. A small stack of large rock that formed a small cliff of sorts had become a favorite spot of his. "That you only really talk to me when you think we are going to get in trouble?" Winterpaw felt the corners or his lips turn to a faint smile "You know you don't have to come .."

.:Leopardmoth:.
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Leopardmoth stepped out of the warrior den, his grey fur shining in the morning light. He liked the mornings, they were his favorite part of the day. Everything was new, and fresh uncomplicated and unmarred by the activities that would later progress. He sat down just out side of the den, his brown eyes scanning the camp. He quickly spotted the only two other cats that seemed to be up this early, not surprisingly his leader, and deputy. He gave a small nod, but did not move towards the two cats, not knowing what they were discussing and figured he would be called if he was needed.