long live the king ♜ warriors . open

[V for Kiyoshi]

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•dustypelt
•tinybear
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★ Falconheart is a fair cat, always trying to make things equal for the clan. He tries not to fight or argue, but isn't afraid to if need be. Humor is a big part of who he is, for he is always making jokes with the other cats. He is one of the better hunters in the clan, and is always ready to help those who ask him about certain techniques. He can have a sharp tongue if you get on his bad side or catch him in a mood, though. If you can't find Falconheart on the ground, just look up into the trees.

★ Falconheart was born in a small litter of two, with his younger sister being Tinybear. Nothing unusual has happened in his life so far, he is just living it to the fullest he possibly can. (wip)

[despairz]

name ;; "I.. I'm Shinepaw. I want to be Shinesong when I'm older, though!"
age ;; "Just seven moons old."
gender ;; "A she-cat.. and proud to be!"
clan ;; "Arrowclan."
skills ;; "I'm really good with herbs. And.. I'm okay with hunting but I'm
terrible with fighting. I hate it.. it scares me. I can't really see so well, and it makes it
hard to hunt and fight. But herbs are easy to remember by scent."
rank ;; "I'm a mere medicine cat apprentice. I haven't much to learn- as I said, I learn
quickly.
love interest ;; "I- No. I would never. No cat would like me, and it's forbidden."

shinepaw is a very, very sweet she-cat with the kindest heart ever. there is reason behind it, though.she feels no cat deserves her disrespect- she is a smart she-cat and knows her way around. when she was being born, all of her siblings were dead... including her. her mother, honeydew, begged starclan to have her kit, shinekit, live. but only with a cost, would starclan give the life back to a young creature. a curse that would go down from the family. for shinekit, she must go blind slowly, but if she ever finds out about her secret, starclan will give her the curse, too. she musn't be upset by the fact that she is blind, but accept it, and not let others get her down for it. if she does, this curse will be passed to her children, that only one kit can survive, and it must be blind. This must go on until the curse is broken. she hasn't broken it yet, but she doesn't think she will have kits.

[despairz]

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ｔｈｅ ｐａｓｔ ｃａｎ'ｔ ｂｅ

ｃｈａｎｇｅｄ, ｆｏｒｇｏｔｔｅｎ,

ｏｒ ｅｒａｓｅｄ, ｓｏ ａｃｃｅｐｔ

ｉｔ.

there's always something
yet never nothing
:: ____________________ ::

name :: honeydawn

age :: thirty moons

gender :: a she-cat.

rank :: an expecting queen.

:: ____________________ ::

personality :: loyal, friendly, sweet, brave, trustworthy, smart, clever, sly.

pelt color :: black, white, and grey striped

eye color :: bright yellow/ green

description :: slightly muscled, this she-cat has a brilliantly glossy and beautiful pelt.
her eyes seem to always have a twinkle in it, and are perfectly clear, with
no specks at all. at night, they seem on the yellow side, but in the day time
they seem golden, like the sun itself. her ears are rounded at the top, like
most cats' with less of a point and a rip in her left ear from a battle when
she was an apprentice. she has multiple scars on her face, with one that
goes down on her maw, and a few across her pelt and face. her tail is very
long, and seems to be missing a few tufts of fur. her nose is a soft, grey
-ish pink with a single black splotch on the upper right of her nose. her
pelt has a few colors in it. her main color is grey, with dark grey,
almost black, tabby stripes. her bottom lip of her maw is white, going
down her neck and stomach. her tail tip is white, and she has four
white toe socks with a tall one her back left leg.


:: ____________________ ::

kin ::
father -- fallenstar [ deceased ]
mother -- tiara [ deceased ]
brother -- ravenmoon [ deceased ]
sister -- cinderstrike [ deceased ]

crush/mate :: briarstar
other :: nope. c;

[devious.]

- arrowclan apprentice




[ she-cat . apprentice . nine moons ]

❝if curiosity killed the cat, i would certainly be dead. no, curiosity is a friend, one who gifts cats with a few scars and bragging rights.❞



ｎａｍｅ ;; "The name's Ivypaw [ Ivyfrost ]. I would say pleased to meet you, but that would be lying." Ivypaw is named more after the poision of ivy than the leaf itself. Being born a rouge, her name was originally simply Ivy before joinging the Clan. Her warrior name will one day be Ivyfrost, for her white patches and cold personality.
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; "She-cat. I’m not sure if i feel offended for the insult or sorry for your stupidity. " It should be obvious that Ivypaw is a female.
ａｇｅ ;; "I'm nine moons, no more, no less."
ｒａｎｋ ;; "Well, they don’t give the name of paw to warriors, now do they?" Ivypaw is an apprentice, if you couldn't already tell.

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ;;Cunning, witty, deceptive, sarcastic, observant, free-spirited, independent. Ivypaw’s not a cat to play by the rules. With a strange personality that seems to revolve around her reservedness and devious nature, she is a mysterious and distant cat, hard to estimate and even harder to understand. Only the more observant cats can see anything other than the quiet, antisocial yet intelligent young apprentice she makes herself out to be. Lying is a second nature to her, and she can calm down the most agitated cats with a few well said words and an innocent smile. Quick and cunning, Ivypaw can come up with excuses on the spot, and almost always has a back-up plan. She's intrigued by many things, and loves to explore new places and solve problems. Her quick wit and clever replies have gotten her in trouble quite a few times, but her slippery nature has gotten her right out of it again.

She is quick to judge cats, always trying to pick out those who she can trust from those she can't. She can be quite scornful and cruel at times, and is usually by herself because of it. Her demeanor is usually cool and sarcastic, but when ruffled, her intense anger can be quite shocking, and she will quickly resort to violence if any cat has pushed past her breaking point. She doesn't like socailizing, or sharing advice, but occasionally, she will absentmindedly point out a missed fact or give a strategic tip to a struggling cat. Ivypaw is a very independent cat, preferring to work solo rather than with others. She is very intelligent, but when it comes to social life, she’s lost.

She prides herself on her warrior skills, and is quite talented, adapting to new things with ease. Her reflexes are incredibly quick, which is one of the reasons she does well in battle despite her small size. Her cool indifference to other cats’ problems has gotten her coined selfish, and there is no denying she is, quite a bit, actually. She gets over tragedies very quickly, and though many see this as being uncaring, she knows that there will be far more in her lifetime, and she can't cry over all of them. Despite her strange personality, she does like to have fun, and hunting is a thing she most enjoys, as well as causing a little mischief now and then. Her moral code is undeniably a bit crooked and cracked, but not destroyed, and can open if she finds a cat worthy of confiding to.

ｓｔｒｅｎｇｔｈｓ ;; Small yet deadly, quiet yet vicious. Ivypaw is very agile and graceful, with nimble paws and a great sense of balance. She is observant and has sharp eyes, noticing the minuscule things others wouldn't. She is incredibly flexible and agile, and very quick and fast. In battle she loves to wreath around opponents and slash at them before they realize what’s happening. Her stealth and speed are two of her greatest strengths, as well as her cleverness and guile.

ｆｌａｗｓ ;; Hers are on the inside. Ivypaw is also very untrusting, and reserved. She can’t stand being around other cats, and hates following orders she doesn’t believe in. She always depends on herself and doesn't let anyone else help her at anything, even when she desperately needs it. She will argue with senior warriors if she thinks they’re wrong, and her smaller size makes her weaker than she would like to be.

ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ ;; Slender auburn she-cat with cold green eyes. Never judge a book by its cover. When you take one glance at Ivypaw, what would you imagine her being like? Most cats would think of her as sweet, calm, gentle. She completely covers the lovely, innocent appearance many others strive for, though she herself is not fond of it. Her movements are fluid and graceful, though very swift and sudden. Her paws are very small and dainty, but hide sharp silver claws. She has little muscle, but her hind legs are where she’s strongest, and is a strong jumper and climber. She's slender and lithe, making her very swift, though she's always done better at agility than sprinting. She is a petite, delicate looking little thing. However, despite this, she's very athletic, and tough as nails. Her innocent appearance is why many simply take her as a harmless little thing. If you take her on in combat, however, you'll see you’re sadly mistaken about her appearance. Despite looking like a sweetheart, she can be downright vicious.

Ivypaw's fur is short and soft, yet thick to keep out the cold. If you needed a simple description, it would be considered brown, but it seems to be very gingery as well. There are hints of light brown and ginger everywhere on her pelt, particularly on her tail, and her paws, belly, and muzzle are clear white. She has a small white splash on her back as well, and one of her back paws is brown tabby, unlike the others. Her back is mottled with auburn and covered in darker stripes, which are neatly laid out, and her face has small tabby stripes. Her underfur is light brown, growing darker as it reaches the tips, and her tail is more ginger than the rest of her.

Ivypaw's eyes are a dark, frost green, heavily flecked with blue and gray. Heavily rimmed in black, they are swirling pools that seem to have no beginning, end or, middle, and the only time she lets them show emotion is when she's furious. They have a knowing gleam that gives her a secretive look, putting a nick in her innocent appearance. She has a knack for intimidating glares, and her scowls can be very unsettling.

[kaden]

{ I'm finished Blazingstar! {arrowclan} and I'm still working on Thunderroll! {arrowclan} bump}

[obeisant]

Everyone is accepted, perrie let me know when you finish Thunderroll.
Everything is now updated as well as mentors so you can check to see if you mentor someone or who your cat's mentor is.
On another note try and keep the clans ratio somewhat even, it doesn't have to be perfect but in a close range.
The prophecy should be done soon so you guys can keep an eye out for that. }

[despairz]

[ honeydawn likes briarstar, not blazingstar c; ]

[obeisant]

Sorry, it's fixed now.
The prophecy is also now up.}

[l i o n.]

C R O W T A L O N.

Little Lion Man
Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep, little lion man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself
Take all the courage you have left
Wasted on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

I N T R D O D U C T I O N S.
"The name's Crowtalon. I don't see why you need to know this but I was told to behave. So I will, for now."

"It's just a name I guess. I mean, my pitch black pelt obviously had some pull. It's really nothing special to me."
Pronounciation: Cro-tale-on
Nicknames:"Nicknames? Of course not. Warriors don't get nicknames. We receive our names for a reason and I intend to keep it that way."

L I F E ∞ I S ∞ T O O ∞ S H O R T.
21 moons old | twenty-one moons old
Birthdate:"I was born on the 27th day of the second month."
Birthplace:"I was born in my clan of course! I'm a pure-blooded warrior of of Scarclan."

Little Lion Man
[Chorus:]
Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble, little lion man,
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?

E X P L O R E ∞ T H E ∞ D E P T H S.

Crowtalon is full of himself, a warrior with very lacking skills in the social department. He has a short temper, easily put off and agitated. The warrior is very stiff, keeping true to the warrior code. He comes off as prickly and cold, keeping aloof from other cats. Crowtalon is a severely loyal warrior and offers fair judgement to all around him. Being a bit on the knowledgeable side, Crowtalon is looked up to by those younger than him, despite the fact that he hates the attention. The tom can be insensitive, showing no emotion to the surroundings about him. The tom is proud of his heritage and how far he's come on the scale. Not one to be hot-headed and quick to action, he prefers to weigh his options to the best of his abilities and strategies.
Likes:"I enjoy the daily thrills and demanding exercises of being a warrior of Ebonyclan. It makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. Did you catch the sarcasm?"
Dislikes:"I don't like intruders. Those annoying pests. Honestly now. I also don't like it when I have to fight for attention or am ignored."
Fears:"I fear nothing."
Dreams:"I dream-I dream that I had made a better attempt to keep my family together."
Hobbies:"I don't mind playing with the kits. I may be harsh but I'm not that mean. I mean, hunting, training, it's all in the warrior's blood."


B E H I N D ∞ T H E ∞ M A S K.
Crowtalon was born from two, strong, loyal Scarclan warriors of course!
Family:"I don't know. I've been quite unfortunate to loose my family."
Significant Memories:"Becoming a warrior. My first battle."

E V E R Y B O D Y ∞ D I E S

Little Lion Man
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

Best Friend:"I guess. But I don't come off as very inviting so... Whichever ever friends I have, I intend to keep!"
Crush:"That's none of your business!" The prickly tom may have feelings for a certain she-cat
Mate:"no comment."
Ex-mate(s):"-"
Enemies:"Any flea pelt that threatens my clan of course."

B E I N G ∞ C R A Z Y ∞ I S N' T ∞ E N O U G H.

Fur Color:Crowtalon is a pitch black tom. His fur is sleek and lithe against his lanky, slender body.
Eye Color:Though his pelt is boring and drab, his eyes are not. They're constantly a smoldering, deep amber with hidden flecks of yellowish-gold.
Weight: 17 lbs.
Body Type: As of late? An average sized tom, covered in hardened muscles. He remains lithe and smooth in warmer moons.

M A P L E F L O W E R.

Little Lion Man
Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep, little lion man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself
Take all the courage you have left
Wasted on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

I N T R D O D U C T I O N S.
"Why hello there! It's a pleasure to meet you. All formalities aside, my name is Mapleflower, freshly made warrior of Arrowclan."

"I don't know. I like my name I suppose. It does suit me in many ways and it's quite pretty."
Pronounciation: May-pill-fl-ow-err
Nicknames:"Nicknames? I mean, you could call me Maple if you insist but I love the beauty of my name as a whole."

L I F E ∞ I S ∞ T O O ∞ S H O R T.
15 moons old | fifteen moons old
Birthdate:"My birthday? I believe it was the 12th day of the... what was it again? Ah yes! The fifthmoon."
Birthplace:"Though I hate to admit it, I was actually not a clan-born kit. I was born on the skirts of the territory to a kittypet and rogue. Meaning, in essence, I'm not try clan blood. Very depressing. When I was dropped as a kit, I was far too young to realize the true horror and was nurtured and taken care of as if I was a kit of there own. The one I call parent now is a strong and brave warrior-queen and that's how I'd like to keep it. If I ever meet those so-called 'parents', they better pray to Starclan..."

Little Lion Man
[Chorus:]
Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble, little lion man,
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?

E X P L O R E ∞ T H E ∞ D E P T H S.

Mapleflower, for the most part, is a shy, gentle she-cat, very delicate and light on her paws. Though young, she suffers day in and day out knowing that she will never be a true part of the clan, never fully accepted. The pretty warrior can be a bit adventurous at times, exploring or sneaking off when no other cat is watching which isn't hard for her to do seeing as she's never really noticed anyways. Mapleflower is a fierce, unforgiving fighter but prefers to follow a gentler path, using force only when no other option is presented to her. Fiercely loyal to those who raised her, she's one to defend her friends and family as well as speak up when she knows a wrong has been committed. The pretty young she-cat is a bit on the more secluded side, preferring to eat, hunt, and train by herself rather than have the company of others about her. To her, it's an opportunity to relax and think peacefully.
Likes:"I do in fact enjoy training and hunting, solidarity, improvement. Sometimes, I even enjoy the company of another soul."
Dislikes:"Well I've never quite mastered the art of a sharp tongue... I also don't really enjoy the fact that so many others doubt me. At least they don't try and hide it..."
Fears:"My fears? It's always healthy to have fears. I have nightmares about endless darkness and drowning."
Dreams:"Maybe one day I'd like to settle down, have a few kits. But truly, I aim for much higher things. Just a fantasy, a whisp really, but I'd like to make leader one day."
Hobbies:"I do enjoy watching the clouds go by but sadly, that's more of a pass-time. With time restraints, there's really no availability for hobbies."


B E H I N D ∞ T H E ∞ M A S K.
Mapleflower was born to Rudolph and Thorn.
Family:"I'm not a true member of the clan, being produced by a rouge and a kitty pet, and I'm positive I have other siblings out there, yet I have no desire to meet them."
Significant Memories:"It's not a good one, but it's there. When I was finally told the truth about my heritage."

E V E R Y B O D Y ∞ D I E S

Little Lion Man
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really Removed it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

Best Friend:"I don't have any close friends, but I'm polite and friendly to all I meet."
Crush:"I do have a crush and I know it's wrong I just- I didn't think it would mean anything or turn into what it has."-
Mate:"I do wish to have a mate, but seeing as I'm not a pure-blood, I'm not as sought after."
Ex-mate(s):"I don't plan on it! This is all a bit overwhelming. I'm only15 moons old."
Enemies:"Well, I suppose personally, you could say I've made it my goal to be enemies with my true parents but wide-spread, I don't go out of my way to hold grudges against others. What's in the past is in the past and there's nothing you can do about it."

B E I N G ∞ C R A Z Y ∞ I S N' T ∞ E N O U G H.

Fur Color:Fur color? Well, her fur is made up mostly of white with light grabby tabby markings across her head and down her spine, only wandering a bit down her legs before dispersing. The she-cats fur is also different from those in her clan, soft to the touch and a bit thicker than usual.
Eye Color:Though Mapleflower hasn't paid much attention to them, she's been told by many other cats that her eyes are a piercing, pale blue.
Weight: "How rude! Well if you must know, I weigh about 9, maybe 10 pounds tops.
Body Type: Mapleflower is a small, compact, slender she-cat with lean muscles and a dainty look about her.

[obeisant]

You're accepted l i o n . }