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[fairyheart]

R i p p l e s t a r

32 moons | leader | camp | single | Cherryface, Pinepaw

The purr of amusement burst from the leaders throat at his apprentices enthusiasm. If there was one thing that he loved about this little cat- was his excitement to learn. He touched the smaller cats forehead with the tip of his nose, and teasingly pawed at his ear. Yes, he was their leader but he did enjoy playing around here and there. "Ready to learn- as always Pinepaw." Ripplestar chuckled "Enjoy chatter now, lets get going so you can show Cherryface everything you've learned." Just as he was about to head to the forest, another voice cut him off. "Ah Hawkstorm. Good morning! Your just in time for patrol and hunting. The option is up to you, we have enough to fuel both- so choose either one. Cherryface, Pinepaw and I are going hunting while Leafpelt, Aspenwing and Shimmerstream are going on a border patrol." He explained.

[~Moonheart~]

Hello c: May I reserve a female warrior slot?
Edit;; And possibly a tom warrior as well.

[JustMallory]

(I'll be sure to edit that for my posts as well, very sorry.)
((A bio for a loner, hoping to have accepted.))

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age;; 21 moons
gender;; she-cat
rank;; loner

family;; timber
and aspen
crush; none

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Clementine is an incredibly distrustful, sarcastic she-cat. Due to the hardships her life brought she finds it hard to trust anyone, and is very defensive. She is quick to jump to conclusions, though is very intelligent. Clever and quick witted, Clementine is able to survive, if not thrive. Underneath her harsh demeanor is a soft, gentle, and distraught she-cat who only wants to find stability and find a home.

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Clementine is a very small pale ginger she-cat. Darker ginger tabby stripes coat her pelt, with a hint of white markings. She also has dark green eyes with a deep reflection. She additionally has a long scar down her left shoulder from an accident as a kit. Due to her small size, she is almost never seen as a threat, but what to be afraid of is her mind.

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Clementine was born on a farm with two brothers and her mother. Never knowing her father, she was very close to her two brothers Timber and Aspen, a close bond she shares with them today. For the first few moons of her life she loved to explore and lead her siblings around the farm, taking charge. She often took risks and with a bold attitude became more and more independent. When she grew old enough to catch her own prey in the barn and forest, she and her siblings were pushed out by their mother, and forced to leave the farm. For many moons she and her brother's traveled together, protecting and hunting for eachother. It wasn't until a terrible storm about a moon ago that she became seperated from her brother's, and was forced to move on after days and days of searching. Clementine has been hardened by her mother's betrayal and the loss of her brother's and now lives a solitary life, hoping to reunite with her beloved siblings.

(Just wondering, did you see this lady winchester?)

[Hannah Elise]

Halftail
113 moons ~ Tom
Rank: Elder
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After awhile of sunbathing Halftail stood up and moved slowly towards the fresh kill pile and pulled out a bird, as Halftail moved backwards he started to move towards another sunny spot before laying down and started eating his meal for today. Halftail would have loved to go out and hunt like the other warriors but of course he was too slowly with his bad leg and his eyes sight slowly disappearing wasn't helping either.

[fairyheart]

(Oh whoops, I forgot to post that! Yes, he was accepted. And reserved for you)

[Dauntlessredpanda]

Cherryface
Female ; 22 moons ; likes Ripplestar ; talking ; Ripplestar, Pinepaw, and Hawkstorm

Cherryface purred at her leader. He had always loved apprentices, and she loved watching him talking to them. Right before they went off on patrol, Hawkstorm walked up. Cherryface secretly barely hoped he would rather go on the other patrol, so she could be almost by herself with Ripplestar, but then she scolded herself at her mean thought. She would be fine with Hawkstorm coming along with them. She was a good warrior and a good friend. "Good morning Hawkstorm. How are you today?" Cherryface asked politely to the slightly younger warrior. They were den mates in the apprentice den, and Hawkstorm was a kind shecat. Cherryface still felt bad for thinking any bad thoughts on this shecat.

[~Moonheart~]

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Windsong ~ female ~ 21 moons ~ warrior

First off, let me introduce you to Windsong. A young 21 moons old, she is a female warrior. Her body is lithe and delicate, though slightly on the small side. She's always been a bit of a shorty, but it's helped her surprisingly while hunting. She is much better at stalking prey than she is at fighting, as an opponents greater size can easily overpower her. Her coat is naturally short and sleek to her body. It displays rich hues of golden and light orange, with splotches of white and darker tabby stripes running along her backside. Her eyes are what stand out though. They are a bright mint green that match her surrounding foliage during newleaf and greenleaf. Others tend to find her nose adorable. It's a light pink and has speckles dotting the surface. She was almost named Specklekit at birth, and would probably have later grown up as Specklenose. As it is, she much prefers her current name. Windsong is a fairly quiet she-cat. As a kit, she was smaller than the others and was sometimes teased about it or played with too roughly, both of which she did not take lightly. At the moment, she is glad that she's not a huge lumbering cat, but instead a nice sized delicate tabby. She can be vain at times, as now she teases others on occasion about her now appropriate size, but nobody takes it to heart, as she's just too small and, well, somewhat adorable and pretty to stay mad at for long.
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Rainclaw ~ tom ~ 41 moons ~ senior warrior

Rainclaw has been around for a long time. He is older than most, and he is slowly creeping his
way towards the elder's den. He is one of the smartest cats in the Clan though. He may be
slimmer in stature but his wisdom is abounding. He much enjoys thinking his own
thoughts than fighting. He almost became a medicine apprentice, but when the opportunity
arose, he ended up turning it down simply because he had fallen in love with a pretty
silver tabby by the name of Frostedleaf. She died before they had a chance to raise a family though. He grew grief-stricken and did not talk for a large ammount of time. He has only now began to creep out of his
shell.Besides this, he enjoys giving the single elder, Halftail, company, and he
always loves kits. He had always, and still does, dream of having kits of his own.

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❀hawkstorm❀20 moons❀female❀warrior❀talking to her clanmates❀

"Good, thank you, Cherryface!"She liked Cherryface, as she was a very helpful she-cat, and always protected her clan with all her might. She was a cat that truly gained everyone's respect."do you mind if i join you? it's been a while since i went hunting."She purred. She was a very skilled hunter, and she felt that a good chase would be the best, since she did just wake up and her legs needed a bit of a stretch. A cold shudder went down her spine, and she visibly shook. That always happens when it's greenleaf!, the she-cat said to herself. With her thick coat, the warmth of greenleaf was not always a blessing, which made her prefer leaf-fall or leaf-bare better.

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[JustMallory]

Pinepaw

As Hawkstorm joined the group of cats, Pinepaw smiled. Flashing a quick look towards the forest, he flicked his tail impatiently. "I'm so excited!" The young tom flexed his claws and turned back to the group of warriors. "The last time I went hunting, I caught the largest mouse you'd ever seen!" His eyes glittered and he spoke to his mentor. "Do you remember that, Ripplestar?" Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Halftail, the aging tom. His heart spurring a moment for the wise elder, he silently promised to visit him after the hunting trip. I'll try and catch him another bird. He seems to like them.

[Hannah Elise]

Halftail
113 moons ~ Tom
Rank: Elder
|| Tagged With ~ No-one ||
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Halftail slowly finished the bird and started cleaning himself before hauling himself up again, his leg was aching quite a bit again. So he decided to go see Fallowsong at some point today .... seeing there wasn't anything to do he made his way slowly towards his den to go back to sleep.