long live the king ♜ warriors . open

[obeisant]

That's fine, you're accepted foxflight, }

[munchkin cat.]

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[ Basics ]
[ Name: Ravenflight ] [ Age: 26 moons ] [ Gender: Female ] [ Rank: Warrior ] [ Clan: Scarclan ]
Her name was given to her by her near death experience and her jet black pelt, and you know her mother of course. She is exactly twenty six moons of age and still young, a mere teen really. She is obviously a female by birth and would want nothing different. Her rank is of a warrior and she will serve her clan until her death and then watch over them from Starclan. She is in Scarclan and will always remain loyal, even in death.
[ Appearance ]
[ Pelt: Jet black ] [ Eyes: Bright green ] [ Build: medium, but quick ]
She is tall and slim built for speed and agility as well as for moving quickly while in battle. She has medium sized rounded paws allowing her to keep balance along the ground while chasing her prey, as well as allow her to jump unto it once close enough. Her legs are tall as in contrast with her body, but her hind legs and shoulders are were her true power is. Her constant running and just exercise has built up her muscle allowing her to cover ground easily as well as quickly, a mere black blur running through the forest. She has a small build, but she isn't just a skinny little scrap mind you. She has tall erect ears and a medium length muzzle, with soft green eyes and a long tail, with that this completes her appearance.
[ Personality ]
Sarcastic, Optimistic, loves a challenge, Independent, Attitude problem, Curious

Optimistic is one word to define her cheerfulness, she's usually always in a good mood and can be caught humming or singing to herself all the time. But it's more than just happiness even in the darkest and most difficult problems she manages to see the light or 'see the bright side' of every situation.

Also very sarcastic, she just can't contain herself when she just happens to 'Over hear' a conversation and has the perfect smart*ss remark she just has to say it. When she speaks her sarcasm can sometimes be hard to deceiver from her normal tone and most have to take a moment as to whether she's serious or just pulling their leg.

Very independent. She likes working alone and enjoys being by herself though being a female the call of companionship does call to her from time to time. She prefers solitude rather than companionship and just likes to be by herself most of the time, the only time she usually converses with others is family or a few close friends she has grown to know. But also because she's independent she doesn't accept help very easily, even when she breaks down in tears she will simply dismiss you if you want to help you have to ignore her complaints and just do it before she would give in.

Loves a challenge. Dare her to do something I dare you. she loves proving someone wrong it just brings a smug smile to her face every time when someone places an impossible task before her and she accomplishes it. She loves being dared to do something, or even pushing herself farther until her body just simply gives in, while her body rest though her mind is always thinking of what she could do next.

And maybe a bit of an attitude problem. She isn't one that takes being talked back to lightly, you mumble something while she's yelling at you and you'll instantly regret it. you want to say something say it to her face not like a coward behind her back, she hates people that are annoying.

She's very curious she has always been the one to volunteer for any exploration and just loves to learn and see something new. She has gotten in trouble many times for just running off to explore leaving everyone to worry that she had been killed. But she always says "Curiosity killed the cat...But satisfaction brought it back"

[ Likes and such ]
»Likes
»Running
»Hunting
»Exploring
»Nature

»Dislikes
»The dark
»Drowning
»Snakes
»Strangers

[ History ]
RavenFeather almost actually never even existed. When she was just a kit her mother had fallen asleep while nursing, just dozed off for a moment. But Ravenkit took great advantage of this opportunity and crawled out from the nursery and into camp, shockingly no one seemed to notice her maybe it was her black pelt helping her disappear into night or they simply ignored her. Either way she wasn't noticed and she was confidently making her way through the camp when suddenly a caw was heard overhead. Of course everyone assumed it was just another bird and paid no mind but once the large dark shape came across the camp they took notice and hid. All but Ravenkit completely oblivious as to what was happening until the shadow draped over her and cold talons were gripping her stomach. She screeched out in pain as she was lifted into the air, the raven carrying her higher and higher, until the bird itself was suddenly cawing in surprise. A warrior known as Cloudwhisp had jumped onto the raven bringing it back down his claws strongly gripping the bird. Eventually he wrestled it back to the ground swiftly ending the birds life and saving Ravenkits, from then on out she was more careful and trained her best and was eventually named RavenFlight for her own raven experience.

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[ Basics ]
[ Name: Tigerwhisker ] [ Age: 28 moons ] [ Gender: Male ] [ Rank: Warrior ] [ Clan: Arrowclan ]
He was named Tigerwhisker for the moment he was born his mother looked at his pelt an instantly thought of a tiger, as for whisker he has an unusual amount of them. He's twenty eight moons and a mature adult, although he can be like a kit sometimes when he gets really excited about something. He is clearly a male and would never change genders even if he could, no offence to she-cats of course. His rank is a warrior, he takes great joy in protecting and hunting for his clan and would want nothing less. He lives in and belongs to Arrowclan and will always remain loyal.
[ Appearance ]
[ Pelt: Brown tabby ] [ Eyes: Light green ] [ Build: Average for toms ]
He is slim but muscular like most toms he is taller than the average she-cat but blends perfectly in height compared to other toms. His shoulders hold much power making him a strong opponent in battle, as well as a great hunter able to kill prey in a single blow. He has brown rounded paws and brown legs with darker tabby stripes earning him the first part of his name 'Tiger' these stripes continue along all his body even on his face. But a majority of his body is the mixture of light and dark browns beneath his stripes. His eyes are oval and green with yellow flecks, usually bright in the night much like fireflies in the dark. The bridge of his nose is burnt orange, his nose flat and the same color of the bridge. His chin and parts of his chest is snow white ending just below his nose.
[ Personality ]
Brave, Loyal, Adventurous, Helper, Thinker,

He's always been a brave one, eager to rush into danger not knowing the outcome whether good or bad he's always ready. But not just that he's always ready to face his fears and confront his demons whether it be a clan mate or simple nightmare. Besides that he never backs down from a challenge ready to prove his worth and keep hold of his honor. But bravery is not just about being able to rush into battle without fear. It's also having the courage to admit when you've messed up and speak against something you know is wrong.

Loyal is one way to describe him. He has never showed a mouse tail of being a traitor to his clan or friends and will remain as loyal as a twolegs dog to them. He feels loyalty is a good trait when it comes to a clan mate, It shows how strong they are willing to fight for their clan as well as how trustworthy they are. Also loyalty isn't just shown when you win a battle or defend a clan mate, it's shown every single day when you bring back a piece of prey or simply sleep in your nest. As long as you stay with your clan you are always loyal.

Hes always had an adventurous spirit. Sneaking out of the nursery when just a kit to see the freshkill pile, and he would have made had CrowsCaw had not found him halfway. He's always ready to go on patrol as soon as he awakes to see what's going on around him, he just loves to be on the move and exploring new places. If you ever want to go somewhere he's the one to ask he'll be ready at anytime day or night he's up for a challenge.

He has the mind of an elder. Always pondering thoughts and thinking everything down to the last detail when he finds the time to. Even when he tries to sleep his eyes may be closed and dark, but his mind is wide awake and keeping him awake with thoughts.With any problem or situation he likes to think things over and analyze it from every point of view, so not to give the wrong opinion and accuse the wrong person. He actually has somewhat a face he makes when in deep thought, his eyes grow wide and he stares off into the distance just completely fazed out.
[ Likes and such ]
»Likes
»Birds
»Hunting
»Night
»Fighting

»Dislikes
»Twolegs
»Fire
»Badgers
»Enemies


[ History ]
TigerWhisker of course started out as Tigerkit, he was named this of course by his dark tabby pelt pelt his mother had instantly thought of a large tiger prowling the forest,thus earning his name at the sight of his pelt. Like any normal kit he grew and played and annoyed elders with questions and begging for stories until his six moons was up and he was apprenticed. He then was named Tigerpaw and trained for moons learning battle moves, hunting, and just everything about being a warrior. But in the middle of his training his home was hit with a flood from the melting ice in the river. He clan was down the river side so all the melted water came rushing towards them and they barely had time to escape. He had went straight for the nursery gathering a small kit into his mouth and heading for safety. But before he could get there water was already surging towards him, on the bank he saw Foxtail and tossed the kit to her just in time for him to be swept away in the water. Instantly the cold water seized his lungs and he was gasping for breath, his chest filling with water. His paws churned in the water, struggling to swim towards the fading light of the surface as he sunk deeper within. Suddenly his mentor, Rabbitpelt, was there grabbing his scruff and pulling him out of the water just before he passed out. His mentor dragged himto safety where the medicine cat came rushing over and made him retch up all the water in his stomach. He learned the kit was safe and rested while he watched his home be taken away in the river. His clan then waited a few days for the water to reseed and then rebuild, within a few moons he had learned all his mentor had to teach him. He was then given the name TigerWhisker and has been a warrior protecting and hunting for his clan ever since.

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[obeisant]

You're accepted Doe. }

[V for Kiyoshi]

ᴍᴇᴅɪᴄɪɴᴇ ᴄᴀᴛ : sʜᴇ-ᴄᴀᴛ : sᴄᴀʀᴄʟᴀɴ
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•lonekit I lonepaw I lonefeather
•she-cat
•27 moons

•mother;quiltedsnow
•father; some unknown tom
•siblings; none/disceased

★Lonefeather is a cat that everyone loves to be around, even the most hateful of cats. She is a very calm, collected, and even loving she-cat, showing every cat compassion, especially Briarstar. She knows she shouldn't, but she deeply cares for her harsh leader. She understands why he has so much hatred towards most cats, So she does all she can for the tom. She has a big heart, caring deeply for any injured cat, whether they are in the clan or not. Although she is generally caring, she can be stern and harsh at times. She has a quick tongue, and an even quicker scratch to those who constantly annoy or bother her, but that's rare.

★Lonefeather was born to an exiled she-cat Quiltedsnow in the middle of greenleaf. Her mother told her stories all the time about the clans and adventures she had been on. She also taught Lonefeather all she knew about hunting, fighting, and all the herbs, therefore, she is a well rounded cat. Even so, she always took a fancy to the herbs that kept every cat healthy, so that's what she practiced. One day, when her mother was out near the thunderpath, she didn't return. Finally finding her mother near the edge. She couldn't move. Dragging her into the grass, her mother gave her a prophecy that Lonefeather would complete.

Finding the ones who need you greatly,
will be the one who needs you most.

Soon after, Quiltedsnow fell cold and silent. Paying her respects to the only one who was there for her, she set off to fulfill her personal prophecy. A month later, she stumbled across a clan. Scarclan. Slowly gaining the trust of the leader, she eventually became their medicine cat, and her little prophecy was half complete. Now, she waits, for the moment to finish her own prophecy.

[obeisant]

Accepted. }

[munchkin cat.]

--Updated my forms.

[Jinglebelle]

Emerald will soon join Scarclan, and be renamed to Emeraldshade o3o

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Knowledge is power.
Wielded with care,
It can be
The greatest weapon.
Wielded with
Dark desires,
It can be
Your greatest
Downfall.
The trick is to
Find the balance.
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Name;; Emerald
Age;; 25 Moons
Gender;; Tom
Rank;; Loner

Father;; Jess
Mother;; Nina
Siblings;; None
Crush;; Open
Mate;; None
Kits;; None

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The light of my eyes,
Show my feelings.
The warmth of my heart,
Show my intentions.
And the depths of my soul,
Show my purpose.
And they shall only spill,
To those who are
Close to one.
For here and now
I show you myself.
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╔═ P ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ ═╗

"Quiet, Intelligent, Calculating." He lists them as if you asked his favorite prey. "I investigate, i calculate, i make sure everything is correct before setting down a single paw. My mother called me crazy, disowning me when i was six moons old, however my father called me a genius, and taught me everything i know now."
Emerald is, and always will be, a hard cat to get to know. However, being a loner, Emerald never bothered being alone. He often welcomed the time to be alone, to listen to the forest, to hunt and calculate his every paw step in order to achieve a perfectly coordinated kill. The side of Emerald that only he knows, is his need to see everything in this world there is to know. Emerald strives for knowledge, and has always gone on lengthy excursions away from his home in order to find that knowledge. Growing up, he rarely talked. His parents paid no mind to that, at least until he finally did talk.
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The past of each cat,
May be held different.
Wounds may heal,
Relationships may mend,
And lessons are learned.
A history has the power,
To shape and mold anyone,
But a true Warrior,
Molds their own history.
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╔═ H ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ ═╗

"My history is what you expect it to be. A loners history."
Emerald was born to Jess and Nina, two loving parents. Jess was a former kittypet, that left his two-legs in search of adventure when Nina found him cooped up in the strange den. Jess was pure black, with striking green eyes, and Nina was white with black paws and pale blue eyes. They gave their lone kit all the love they thought he needed, but when Emerald showed his parents his true nature, Nina reacted in shock. She told Jess that their kit was crazy, he was bound to be a wild rouge that killed any cat he touched. Nina left them both, but Jess knew exactly what Emerald was. Jess' father was a similarly calculating cat, and his two-legs trained him to perform many tricks. Jess raised him, teaching him to strive for whatever his mind told him to, and Emerald grew up wanting to be out in the world, to adventure and to strive for what this world wanted him to be.
Emerald now lives on the border of Arrowclan and Scarclan, after hearing the stories of these two groups that some wild cats called Clans. Emerald investigates them thoroughly to this day...
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The love of a sibling,
Or a mother,
The love of
A clan that
Took you in
When you had nothing.
That is what
I work for,
And heal for.
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Name;; Littlestep
Age;; 30 Moons
Gender;; She-cat
Rank;; Medicine Cat
Apprentice;; None
Clan;; Arrowclan

Father;; Unknown
Mother;; Shine
Siblings;; None
Crush;; Open
Mate;; None
Kits;; None

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The light of my eyes,
Show my feelings.
The warmth of my heart,
Show my intentions.
And the depths of my soul,
Show my purpose.
And they shall only spill,
To those who are
Close to one.
For here and now
I show you myself.
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╔═ P ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ ═╗

"If i could describe myself? I guess, humble and sweet? But that's too short... I care a lot for my clan, that's why i became a medicine cat, i would give my dying breath for the smallest kit... They took me in when i was about to die and i owe them my life. It's only fair i serve them to the end."
Since the day she could talk, Littlestep has been a very sweet and softhearted cat through and through. She never once cared that she wasn't clan-born, and she wanted nothing else than to serve her clan until her last breath. Her sweet demeanor seems to bring out the best in others, anyone who is sent to the medicine cat den always comes back with a smile. Nothing ever ruffles Littlestep's fur, she's very calm and levelheaded, always thinking things through before making a statement. It's a very valuable trait for a medicine cat, her mentor saw this right away. If you ever manage to tick her off, Littlestep is a force to be reckoned with, though she only ever snaps for a very, very good reason, and it's very rare. When she does, you wont even notice her size, you will only see her fierce eyes.
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The past of each cat,
May be held different.
Wounds may heal,
Relationships may mend,
And lessons are learned.
A history has the power,
To shape and mold anyone,
But a true Warrior,
Molds their own history.
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╔═ H ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ ═╗

"My history? My, you're nosy... Fine then."
Littlestep was born to a passing Loner named Shine, the Loner had been wounded by a night patrol around Clan territory so the patrol didn't realize she was heavily pregnant. The night after her encounter with the patrol, she gave birth to a single kit, and died on the spot. In the morning a border patrol found her and took the cold and close to death kit to their medicine cat, where she stayed due her small size, one of the queens had kept her warm and fed her due to the queen just losing a litter. When she turned six moons old, she had no other decisions than to be a medicine cat apprentice.
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Look past my
Expressionless shell,
See the cat within,
The cat that loves,
Cares, and works
For his clan,
And his closest friends.
Look past your confusion,
See the cat within
That would die
For his friends,
And clan.
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Name;; Barkpaw
Will be;; Barkfur
Age;; 8 Moons
Gender;; Tom
Rank;; Apprentice
Mentor;; None
Clan;; Arrowclan

Father;; Mudbranch
Mother;; Whitefeather
Siblings;; Many
Crush;; Open
Mate;; None
Kits;; None

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The light of my eyes,
Show my feelings.
The warmth of my heart,
Show my intentions.
And the depths of my soul,
Show my purpose.
And they shall only spill,
To those who are
Close to one.
For here and now
I show you myself.
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╔═ P ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ ═╗

He lets out a soft cackle, "I could go on and on about my personality and how it confuses the most senior warriors as to how a meek apprentice would know so much about them and know such a sly and mischievous way. I suppose you could say i rarely talk, but when i do my voice is deep and my words are well placed and eloquent. When you pique my interest i can ramble on and on, sometimes even making others uncomfortable simply because they expect me never to talk. I enjoy succumbing to their impression of me, only because when i do talk they are confused and i quite enjoy that."
More often than not, Barkpaw remains quiet, only talking when something piques his interest or the charade of him being nothing more than a stupid apprentice wears him thin and agitated. Part of his nature is to remain expressionless, though he is far from this. He gets happiness from being in such a loving environment and working hard for the sake of his clan. When his friends become sad, he will often make a fool of himself trying to cheer them up, but only for his closest friends. And for the senior warriors he shows dedication, and loyalty to his clan. Those who know Barkpaw best and have gotten past his expressionless shell, they say he's one of the best friends you could ever have, with a heart of gold.
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The past of each cat,
May be held different.
Wounds may heal,
Relationships may mend,
And lessons are learned.
A history has the power,
To shape and mold anyone,
But a true Warrior,
Molds their own history.
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╔═ H ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ ═╗

"History... History.... that's supposed to be some life changing story right? Or how my parents were killed mercilessly by rouges, yeah? Well, mine is lackluster as I'm rather young."
Barkpaw was born to Whitefeather and Mudbranch. His parents had many litters before him, and when they had Barkpaw they were well past the normal age that warriors retire, as such they died from old age when he was made an apprentice. Barkpaw never let this get to him, and he knew they would want him to be his fullest in training. Other than that, Barkpaws history is growing with every moon.
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What others
Don't know, is my
Strongest weapon.
What others do
Is my greatest
Illusion. For my
Cunning, intelligence
And wickedness,
Will always be
My ultimate strength.
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Name;; Tigerfern
Age;; 39 Moons
Gender;; She-cat
Rank;; Warrior
Apprentice;; None
Clan;; Scarclan

Father;; Brambleshade
Mother;; Leopardsky
Siblings;; None
Crush;; Open
Mate;; None
Kits;; None

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The light of my eyes,
Show my feelings.
The warmth of my heart,
Show my intentions.
And the depths of my soul,
Show my purpose.
And they shall only spill,
To those who are
Close to one.
For here and now
I show you myself.
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╔═ P ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ ═╗

"The other cats in my clan often see me as such a petite little sweet cat, i enjoy them trying to protect me as best they can... But obviously what i don't want them to know is that I'm an extremely dark she-cat, with an intelligent cunning that could take down even the wisest elder. I have the wicked ability to talk my way out of everything with a swish of my tail and a look of 'i'm just a helpless little she-cat'. Most of the time, i'm simply entertained by spreading gossip and white lies..."
Tigerfern is an incredibly intelligent she-cat with a very sharp tongue, usually only used to make others believe exactly what she wants them to believe. She grew up as a sneaky kit, and an even more sneaky apprentice once her days were spent outside the clan. Her personality has always been dark and sinister, but what her clan-mates see is a quick, sweet, and intelligent she-cat who's one of the better hunters of the clan. As she rarely ever fights, no cat knows her claws are abnormally long and deadly in an all out fight. Her mind is often clouded with dark thoughts, but Tigerfern takes pride in hunting and watching the life drain from her preys eyes, but her clan-mates see it as a need to feed her clan.
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The past of each cat,
May be held different.
Wounds may heal,
Relationships may mend,
And lessons are learned.
A history has the power,
To shape and mold anyone,
But a true Warrior,
Molds their own history.
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╔═ H ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ ═╗

"Oh my history is lovely, you see... I knew early on i was smarter than everyone else, i wanted more out of a simple clan life... but up until the time i caught my first piece of prey, i didn't know what exactly i could do about it. Oh, but when i saw the life drain out of that puny little mouse... I knew i was destined for great things."
Tigerfern was born to two simple minded warriors, and she paid them no mind after she left the nursery. And when she was made Tigerpaw, she schemed small. Putting thorns in the nests of apprentices she didn't like, positioning them ever so slightly so they hit their sensitive pad... And the schemes only got bigger, more determined, more dark. When she was an older warrior, she despised the leader of Arrowclan, sometimes to the point that she fantasized about killing him and taking his place. But obviously, she would need more cats than just her. When the day came when the great leader fell and Briarscar was exiled, Tigerfern was intrigued, had this tom really killed the once great leader? Whether or not he had, Tigerfern wasted no time in finding him when the rumors that he started a clan arose. She gained respect for him, and with a cold dislike for Arrowclan, her place was in Scarclan.
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[kaden]

b l a z i n g s t a r

blazingkit > blazingpaw > blazingpelt > blazingstar

name> blazingstar
age> 39 moons
gender> tom
clan> arrowclan
rank> leader
apprentice> none


personality> brave, swift,
loyal and good fighter.
history> born a kittypet
scent> snow


likes>
• fighting
• leading
• daytime
• powers
• climbing
dislikes>
• weaknesses
• rivals
• swimming
• his parents
• scarclan


eye colour> brown
pelt colour> bright ginger
height> large


kin> lightning and angel
crush> none
mate> none
kits> none

Meet Blazingstar. Of course, he wasn't always Blazingstar. At first he was Blazingkit,
then Blazingpaw, after that he was Blazingpelt and now he is Blazingstar. Blazingstar
got his name from his blazing personality and bright coloured pelt. He is 39 moons
and still counting. Blazingstar is a tom-cat of course and he comes from Arrowclan.
He is the leader as his name suggests. Blazingstar currently has no apprentice, but
he has already had a few as a warrior and he hopes he might find one soon...

Blazingstar was born on a cold wintry night, there was a terrible storm and the wind
was howling. Angel, his mother was very scared as her last litter was taken away by
the twolegs. Lightning had told her of a clan of wild cats and she decided to make the
heartbreaking desicion of leaving him there. Once left, he was found by a warrior called
Ambergaze, she took him to the leader and he called him Blazingkit. Blazingkit soon went
into an apprentice, then warrior. Blazingpelt was horrified when the leader died, being
deputy, the clan decided for him to be the new leader. Blazingpelt went to his leader
ceremony and became Blazingstar.

If any cat was to describe Blazingstar, it would be Thunderpaw who would describe him
better than any other cat. Blazingstar is best friends with the apprentice and would talk
to him lots. Blazingstar has a personality fit for a leader, he respects his clan-mates and
is a very friendly cat. Blazingstar has a passion for fighting and he actually rather enjoys
it. He is a swift and agile tom with a very muscular pelt. Blazingstar is also brave and very
protective, doing anything to save his family and clan. He is also adventurous and daring,
despite being born a kittypet. He also has his own strengths and weaknesses.

Blazingstar, like his name, has a bright ginger pelt, it looks majestic and like a blazing fire.
Blazingstar smells like snow unusually, despite the fact that he doesn't like it. He has lively
chestnut coloured eyes that throw his personality at you. Blazingstar has long white whiskers
and he has patches of white on his throat, feet and tail. He is a very handsome cat with quite
handsome features. He has a large, muscular build and has many battle scars scattered all
over him. Blazingstar has large, swivelling ears and a cute muzzle, equipped with a mouth,
nose and tŵo rows of sharp white teeth.

t h u n d e r r o l l

thunderkit > thunderpaw > thunderroll > thunderstar

name> thunderroll
age> 26 moons
gender> tom
clan> arrowclan
rank> warrior
apprentice> none


personality> brave, loyal,
quiet and romantic.
history> normal
scent> ferns


likes>
• fighting
• night
• females
• powers
• mates
dislikes>
• weaknesses
• annoying kits
• lightning
• storms
• scarclan


eye colour> amber
pelt colour> mostly grey
height> large


parents> hollyface & dusktail
siblings> mossflight & swantail
crush> wolfstorm
mate> none
kits> none

This is Thunderroll. He was once Thunderkit, and Thunderpaw as a kit and apprentice,
but now, Thunderroll is his name. He got his name from his storm coloured pelt, but
also because of the weather he was born in. Thunderroll is currently 26 moons old,
but that could change. Thunderroll is a tom and proud, he also comes from Arrowclan.
Thunderroll is a warrior currently, and is at the moment, apprentice free. Although he
is happy about that, he feels an urge to get one.

A brown tabby queen yowled, the medicine cat huddled into the nursery, Hollyface was
kitting. "It's two she-kits and a tom," the medicine cat revealed. Dusktail raced into the nursery,
rain dripping from his sleek grey pelt. "Mosskit, Swankit and Thunderkit." Hollyface whispered.
The three kits grew very fast into apprentices, but one day, Thunderpaw led his sisters to an
eagle nest. The eagle quickly spotted them and swooped out of its nest, he grabbed Mosspaw
and killed her. That act would haunt Thunderpaw for the rest of his life. The siblings quickly
grew into warriors, Swantail decided to leave the clan, never to return. Thunderroll suddenly
remembered Mosspaw and decided her warrior name would be Mossflight.

Thunderroll is a brave cat, in the past he has risked his life for his family. He usually seems
aggresive and acts hostile towards any strangers, especially rogues. Thunderroll also likes
being by himself and he tends to be very quiet towards cats he doesn't really know, but he
blabbers on to cats he is close to. But Thunderroll is actually very romantic, acting quite
flirty toward females he knows, he has taken a special liking towards Wolfstorm. Thunderroll
is a curious cat, exploring every crook and cranny in the territory, much like an apprentice.

Thunderroll is a handsome, young tom. He has trimmed grey fur that looks like small grey clouds,
being light at some points and darker at other points. He has one white patch, which is between
muzzle and neck. Thunderroll has a few white whiskers and a hard, black nose. He has fur well
equipped for fighting with think protective skin and a huge, strong build. Thunderroll considers
himself a normal cat with normal grey and white fur and a normal body. He has stunning amber
eyes and a long, fluffy grey tail.

[gonegone!]

DONE WITH RIPPLESTAR FROM ARROWCLAN!

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(Dunno what happened with the phone .__.)

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R i p p l e s t a r
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M a t e l e s s

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As a thinker, her primary mode of living is focused internally, where she deals with things rationally and logically. Her secondary mode is external, where she takes things in primarily via her intuition.

Ripplepelt lived in the world of theoretical possibilities. She sees everything in terms of how it could be improved, or what it could be turned into. She lives primarily inside her own mind, having the ability to analyze difficult problems, identify patterns, and come up with logical explanations. Ripple will seek clarity in everything, and is therefore driven to build knowledge. She is the "absent-minded professor", who highly values intelligence and the ability to apply logic to theories to find solutions. Ripple typically is so strongly driven to turn problems into logical explanations, that she lives much of their lives within her own head, and may not place as much importance or value on the external world. Ripples natural drive to turn theories into concrete understanding may turn into a feeling of personal responsibility to solve theoretical problems, and help society move towards a higher understanding.



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