Prophecy of the Earth & Sea ♛ Discussion

[kalo.]

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prefix xxxxxxxxxxxspeckled
suffix xxxxxxxxxpaw [heart]
meaning xxxxxxlfor her pelt
xxxxxxxxxfor her kind heart
age xxxxxxxxxxxxten moons
dob xxxxccccxxxxgreen-leaf
gender xxxxxxxlxlxxxxxxfae
sexuality xxxxxxxbisex/rom
role xxxmed cat apprentice
clan xxxxxxxxxxxxshoreclan
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breed xxxxxxxxltortoiseshell
build xxxxxxxxxsmall, petite
pelt xxldark gray, tan, white
texture xxxlxxxsilky and soft
scars xxxxsmall nick on l ear
eyes xxxxxxxxxgolden honey
scent xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlilac
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leading ▰▰▱▱▱
nurturing ▰▰▰▰▰
swimming ▰▰▰▱▱
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speckledpaw is shoreclans medicine cat apprentice. xit may not seem like
it at first however. speckledpaw was the runt of her little. she's petite and
still appears as if she was a kit rather than an apprentice. and she's almost
at her medicine cat ceremony. it is a sore subject for her and she gets very
defensive and embarrassed when her size is brought up. xxxbut she always
lets it slide. xxxxxxlbecause it's what she's supposed to do. to not let little
comments get to her and stick to her job. xxxwhich is helping and healing
everyone in the clan. and damn she's doing a decent job. she has a natural
talent for memorizing and applying different herbs to the cats in her clan.
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her mind works just like that. xxbeing able to picture the herb in her mind
and memorize what it does. it's made her quite the apprentice. and it also
helps that she's a bit of a workaholic. xxxalways asking what she can do to
to help. xxxxasking if there's any herbs they need that she can collect. her
mind is always racing and working. xxlshe never seems to rest. it might be
the poor fae's downfall, xxxlbut for now she's working her best to prove to
herself [mostly] xxxthat she is strong enough and smart enough to do this.
speckledpaw is restless. always getting up and helping others. xxlshe fears
that one day she won't be there to help the clan. and it will be pinned on
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her and she'll be exiled. call it a childish fear if you will, but this scenario
haunts her dreams. xxxbut she'll never tell others that. she just smiles and
says she's working hard so she can take over when it's her time. xxxxlnever
truly telling others how she feels deep down. masking her own feelings in
favor of helping others. xxxxbecause truth be told, helping other cats and
making them feel better helps speckledpaw feel better about everything.
she's a people pleaser and it shows. she hates being alone. always needing
to be around someone in order to feel happy. this translates into sleeping
as well. sleeping by herself in the medicine cat den some nights is... hard.
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[kalo.]

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prefix. twisted xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlxxxxsuffix. whisker
meaning. xxxxxxxxxxlxxxhis obviously twisted whiskers
age. hundred twelve moons xxxxxxxxxxxldob. new-leaf
gender. tom xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlsexuality. asex/rom
role. elder xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxclan. sycamoreclan
hunting ▰▰▰▱▱ xxxxxxxxxxxxxlfighting ▰▰▱▱▱
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twistedwhisker has lived a long and eventful life. xxlhe
was one of many in his litter. ironically seven brothers.
twistedwhisker was the oldest of the kits. xxas a kit he
was often teased about the way his whiskers were. they
had this unnatural twist to them. xxxxlooking broken in
comparison to the others. it gave him his unusual prefix
but he never cared for it. xopting to always look on the
bright side of everything. xla smile always plastered on
twistedwhiskers face. this continued on into his warrior
moons. xxlbut when an illness spread through the camp
and took most of his brothers and his mate he lost that
outlook and optimism. growing cold and snippy. it didn't
help that he was aging and alone. spending most of his
time doing his own thing. hunting. training. xxhe never
took on an apprentice either. he needed time to mourn
properly xbefore he could even consider taking one on.
and he never did get that time to mourn. xljust busying
himself from sunrise to sunset. for moons. xxmoons and
moons he did this. xxxxtiring himself out physically and
mentally. by the time he had retired to his elder status
he was the stereotypical angry and ungrateful elder. he
always seems to have something to say about someone.
the prey he gets. xxxxxlthe medicine he gets. anything.
twistedwhiskers rough voice always callingxx out to the
cats in the camp. xsome would joke that it haunts their
nightmares. the poor tom just doesn't want to xbe nice

anymore after everything that's happened to him. some
avoid him because of this. the poor elder only has a few
cats that come and visit him anymore. having no family
left makes him feel lonely. xxxbut instead of being nice
and letting others become his new family xhe just snips
and snaps at them until they leave him alone. good job
twistedwhisker, xxxyou made your life more lonely and
aggravating. xxxcan we get a trophy? but all jokes aside
twistedwhisker has a soft spot for kits. xxthey may find
the tom scary xxxbut he softens up a lot whenever they
come around. his rough voice softening and telling them
of different stories of when he was a warrior. hoping to
inspire them to be great warriors or medicine cats. xit's
the least he can do xxfor making every other cats life a
living hell. opting to help the next generation. give the
kits and apprentices reasons to fight and work hard. to
try and beat this old battleax in his xaccomplishments.
and seeing the kits slowly grow up and become warriors
gives him this sense of accomplishment. reminding him
of the family he lost. it's bittersweet. xxland he doesn't
mind it that much anymore.xx he may still be rude and
aggressive but lately he's softened up. keeping his rude
and snippy comments to himself, xor at least under his
breath so the others don't grow annoyed with him. with
the changing of seasons too there's always the question
of; is this my last season? will I get to see them growup

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breed. tabby xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxbuild. thin
pelt. oranges, whites xxxtexture. tangled
scars. back of neck xxxxxxxxxeyes. honey
scent. wet leaves xxclimbing ▰▰▱▱▱
nurturing ▰▰▱▱▱ leading ▰▰▰▱▱
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[kalo.]

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name. goldeneyes ✦ meaning. her golden eyes ✦ age. thirty-six moons ✦ dob. leaf-bare ✦ gender. fae ✦ sexuality. bisex/rom ✦ rank. warrior ✦ c. summitclan
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hunting ▰▰▰▱▱ | fighting ▰▰▰▰▰ | climbing ▰▰▰▰▱

swimming ▰▱▱▱▱ | leading ▰▰▱▱▱ | nurturing ▰▱▱▱▱

goldeneyes is one of those warriors that just
radiates power. xshe has this walk to herself
that displays power. xxit may be a bit of her
overconfidence and ego shining through. she
thinks she's xxlbetter than most of the other
cats. sneering and pushing others around her
down. she's the type of cat that if she hates
you she'll make sure you know it. xxxxxxxor
on the contrary she'll say she hates you but
then go and protect you. admitting she likes
another cat, even in a platonic way, xxis evil
and she'll never do it. xxshe's the type to act
like she doesn't care about xanything or any
cat. goldeneyes way of showing affection is
simply teasing and xxltelling them she hates
them. which means she could really say that
about any cat and they wouldn't know. xxxit
may be her way of trying to manipulate the
cats around her to feeling a certain xxxway
about her. xxbut who really knows what this
she-cat is thinking. xxlshe always is thinking
and calculating her next move. xit has made
her an incredible warrior and hunter. being

able to sit down and think through her next
moves in the span of a few seconds. xxxxand
succeeding. but while she's incredible in that
regard, xshe is a terrible teacher and overall
leader. loosing her composure and cool. only
a few cats can actually xxlbreak through her
composure. and unfortunately those few cats
stay close to goldeneyes. some of them may
aggravate her but she tolerates them. xshe's
quick to anger as well. which means she has
lashed out before. it's not uncommon to see
goldeneyes hissing or "training" xxwith other
cats. playing rough and dirty is her game. it
has caused her some trouble with the leader
in the past but she makes it work. xxlfinding
different ways to get out of trouble and put
the blame on others. xxschemeing would be
her middle name if she could have one. eyes
always glinting and full of ideas. xxlshe's the
type to say that the ends justify the means.
so she'll do whatever it takes. even if it may
mean going against the code. xlbut hey, if it
gets the job done it works. right? totally yea

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breed. norwegian forest cat ✦ build. large, bulky ✦ pelt. soft obsidion ✦ texture. rough, corse ✦ scars. left flank ✦ eyes. golden sparks ✦ scent. oak sap
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[Rae'tia]

-slides right in- Hi!

"Want a piece of this, a piece of mine, my peace a sign
Can you please read between the lines?
My rhyme's inclined to break your spine
They say that I'm so fine
You could never match my grind
Please do not, not waste my time"

Current Name: Darknettle
Past Names: Zion
Future Names: None
Age: 50 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Desired Rank: has it

Sexuality: Androsexual
Crush: None
Current Mate: None
Past Mate(s): Leo
Kits: None open to adoption

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positive traits; Responsible, Open-minded, Creative
neutral traits; Businesslike, Placid, Stern
negative traits; Callous, Obsessive, Vain
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Darknettle is a sight to behold, and strikingly different from his family. Next to them, he looks out of place, like an interloper. Starting with his dark seal brown coat, it in some ways is rather plain, but it's helpful with hunting so he finds that he quite likes it. His fur is short, but thankfully resilient and gives him a lustrous appearance. He has rather angular and lean features, built more for speed and agility. The tom walks with a predatory gait, with lazy confidence striking green eyes observing the world around him. His tail is long and thin, rather whip-like which often shows his displeasure in times of stress. His ears are large, broader at the base, ending in slightly rounded tips. Green walnut-shaped eyes adorn a rather elegant and almost regal-looking face. Darknettle's most eye-catching trait is his long canines, which stick out of his mouth slightly. The tom has a few scars, a nasty scar on his right cheek, and a few more along his shoulders, and flanks.

Darknettle was born as Zion, the oldest of three. Son of former a loner by the name of Yara, a lovely gray seal-point feline, and Yaron - formerly known as Rootfang of Shoreclan - who was a striking brown lynx-point tom. His younger siblings were Yama and Yana, a gray lynx point and a brown seal-point respectively. The youngest two were spoiled, leaving Zion more of an outsider. But both Yara and Yaron were young, and rather neglectful at times often disappearing for days at a time after their kits had stopped nursing, so it wasn't much different for the three kits. Once they were six moons old their father started to train them to hunt and fight. Yana was quick to call time, and it wasn't long before it was obvious that she wouldn't survive long in the wild. So Yara escorted their only daughter to a two-leg den and left her there.
Zion and Yama however, showed promise, Yama with his battle skills and Zion with his hunting skills. The two brothers trained with their father until they were about thirteen moons old before their parents told them that it was time for them to leave as they had another litter on the way. They apparently didn't want any extra mouths to feed. The two traveled for a while, sticking together, wandering and sparing every now and then. They were around nineteen moons old when they ran into Leo. Yama didn't like Leo much, for reasons Zion didn't understand, but looking back it was probably because the older tom was a typical bad boy and a heart-breaker. Zion, unlike his brother, was infatuated, and only seven moons later Leo and Zion were mates. Disappointed in his brother Yama left, and the two mates wandered towards the two-leg den.
Zion and his mate stayed by the two-leg den for a long while after finding that his sister Yana had taken up residence in one of the dens. After some moons, Zion was overjoyed to find out that he was to be an uncle. He was less than impressed when he found out that his nieces and nephews were also his step-kits as their father was his own mate Leo. After this discovery - and issuing argument - Zion left, deciding the two backstabbers were just perfect for each other. He saw his sister again a few moons later with only one of her kits. Apparently, her two-leg had thrown her out and Leo had died protecting them from a fox. She begged him to help her, or at the very least her kit. Zion refused.
After that Zion spent most of his days wandering. He was about forty moons old when he discovered the clans, and his interest was peaked at them. For some moons, he debated which would be the best choice for him. Summitclan was out, he didn't have the long to protect him from the harsh leafbare's there. He nixed Shoreclan as he generally disliked the ocean - he didn't like the salty smell. Which left him with Sycamoreclan, He joined about three moons ago, but only took a warrior name a half-moon ago.
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Friends:
Open
Enemies/Rivals:
Open
Parents:
Yaron & Yara
Siblings:
Yana & Yama
Other Kin:
Hazeshade, open

Scent:
Clary Sage & Lime
Voice claim:
Tim Roth
Playlist:
Astronaut in the Ocean - Our Last Night (Cover)
Carinvore - Starset
Lost - NF ft Hopsin
Unstopable - Sia
Xanny - Billie Eilish
Killer - Valerie Broussard

| Breed Status|
Javanese Cat - 50%
Havan Brown - 25%
Peterbald - 25%

[Rae'tia]

... Just wanted to...

"That you are the only one I'll ever love
Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone
Looking back on my life, you're the only good I've ever done
Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone
Not anyone."

Current Name: Hazeshade
Past Names: Hazekit & Hazepaw
Future Names: None
Age: 104 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Elder
Desired Rank: Starclan Warrior

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush: Cloudedmask
Current Mate: Cloudedmask
Past Mate(s): Cloudedmask
Kits: Rootfang, Open

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positive traits; daptable, Confidant, Decisive
neutral traits; Political, Tough, Competitive
negative traits; Impatient, melancholic, Aloof
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Hazeshade is a regal-looking feline with a thin build, made for speed and agility. Her fur is short and close to the skin but thick. While her fur is dominantly white, she has a few splatterings of brown coloring her coat. She has an angular face, defined cheekbones, and large ears. Her eyes are mostly green in color but have a yellow-amber hue around the center. Her nose and paw pads are a soft pink color. Because of her age and previous ranks she has a few scars that are easily seen because of her short fur. One scar stretches across her chest, another up one hind leg giving her a slight limp, and another decorates the back of her neck. These and a few less noticeable scars make her a rather intimidating force to be reckoned with when she's grouchy.

Hazeshade was born with three other siblings, two brothers, and a sister. Hazekit and her brother, Pikefang were the two middle kits, Tigerkit being the oldest and Snowkit being the youngest. Their parents were respected warriors within the clan, and she and her siblings had normal kithoods. Hazepaw's time as an apprentice, was also relatively normal, though it awakened her competitive streak. She was around eleven moons old when Cloudedkit became an apprentice. The younger tom was, odd. He'd been found just inside the clan territory a few moons before and had been - rather cruelly in her opinion - named Cloudedkit after they came to find that he was partially blind. The two apprentices took to each other like fish to water and often hung out when they weren't training. This friendship soon turned romantic after she became a warrior, though they didn't become for quite a few more seasons.
Hazeshade gained her first apprentice rather young, only twenty-one moons old, a young tom named Gullpaw. After Gullpaw became a warrior, she and Cloudedmask had their first litter. She enjoyed watching her kits grow into apprentices and then warriors. She gained her second apprentice just two moons after her first litter became apprentices. This pattern followed for many seasons. Hazeshade mentored a total of six apprentices and had three litters in between. Her mate Cloudedmask died a few days before their last litter was born. Said last litter was of only one kit, a little tom-kit that was a perfect mix of mother and father. Hazeshade spoiled her youngest rotten, which came back to bite her in the rump. Three moons after he had earned the warrior name Rootfang, the tom left the clan in a tantrum. Hazeshade retired shortly after due to her failing sight.
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Friends:
Open
Enemies/Rivals:
Open
Parents:
Brambledash & Palefern
Siblings:
Snowmask, Tigereye, & Pikefang
Other Kin:
Darknettle, Open

Scent:
Clary Sage & Cypress
Voice Claim:
Meryl Streep
Playlist:
Anyone - Our Last Night (Cover)
Paralyzed - Solence
Ghosts - Nathan Wagner
The Cost of the Crown - Mercedes Lackey
Rise - Katy Perry
Confident - Demi Lovato

|Breed Status|
Peterbald - 35%
Singapura Cat - 30%
Javanese Cat - 35%

[Rae'tia]

...Say that I missed yall.

"They call me damaged
I let them think what they like
They call me difficult
'Cause I don't fit in the lines
But I didn't get this far without any scars
I'm not brittle
Well, maybe just a little
A little."

Current Name: Duskpaw
Past Names: Dusk-kit
Future Names: Duskecho
Age: 8 Moons
Gender: Non-binary (AFAB)
Rank: Apprentice
Desired Rank: Leader

Sexuality: Pansexual
Crush: Open
Current Mate: None
Past Mate(s): None
Kits: None

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positive traits; Athletic, Empathetic, Faithful
neutral traits; Ambitious, Outspoken, Stubborn
negative traits; Shameless, Blunt, Critical
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Duskpaw has a slight and compact build, meant for agility and stamina, rather than speed or strength. Their fur is medium length, not short but not so long that it's a hassle to groom. Said fur is black in color, often described as a night without a moon to shine down on them. This thankfully makes them rather stealthy. They have short whiskers and pale green eyes that seem to frost over when they're angry. They have a few minor scars, which are mostly from training. Their ears have a few minor nicks, and they have a small scar on their chin as well. Their canines are a bit longer than usual and tend to stick out a bit at times.

Duskpaw was the only surviving kit in their litter. Their mother was weak after their birth, as it was deep in leafbare at the time and prey was scarce. While Dusk-kit had family all throughout their life as a kit, once they became an apprentice, their mother once again fell pregnant and died during her kitting. Unfortunately, both of her siblings were still-borns, and their father refused to name the kit's that killed his beloved mate. Though Duskpaw secretly named the two Nightkit and Shadowkit. Their father died fighting a rogue just a few days ago, and while part of them doesn't mourn him, they strive to make their parents proud.
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Friends:
Open
Enemies/Rivals:
Open
Parents:
Raggedstrike & Eveningsong
Siblings:
Nightkit & Shadowkit
Other Kin:
Open

Scent:
Coffee & Ginger
Voice Claim:
Cara Delevingne
Playlist:
Hot Girl Bummer - Our Last Night (Cover)
Waiting for Superman - Daughtry
Scared - Solider Citizen
Brittle - Icon For Hire
Soldier - Fleurie
Unstopable - Sia

|Breed Status|
Bombay - 50%
Nebelung - 14%
Japanese Bobtail - 14%
Burmese - 22%

[Rae'tia]

Reserved just in case

[ghost_raven]

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Nettlefoot
Credit

"WIP" ~ WIP (WIP)

Name(s): Nettlekit, Nettle, Nettlefoot, Nettlestar
~ Gender: Male, AMAB (He/They)
~ Sexuality: Bisexual (No Preference)
~ Age: 44 Moons
~ Voice Claim: [url=(WIP)]WIP[/url]
~ Zodiac: WIP
~ Appearance: Medium sized shorthair
~ Crush / Forbidden Crush / Mate / Ex: Crowsong
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~ Clan/Group: ShoreClan
~ Status: Living
~ Current Rank: Warrior
~ Rank Desired: Unsure (Wouldn't mind deputy)
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~ Personality: WIP
~ History: WIP
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~ Parents: Petalwhisker (Mother; Unknown Illness; StarClan), Snakefang (Father; Killed during the Old Sycamore Battle; StarClan)
~ Sibling(s): Littlefeather (Brother; Poisoned; StarClan)
~ Kit(s): __ (Daughter; Living; ShoreClan)
~ Other Kin: Unknown
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~ Friendships: Open
~ Enemies: Open
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~ Notes For Who Play's Nettlefoot's Daughter ~
I don't really have any idea what I want her to look like, but obviously she has to look somewhat like the parents
Age-wise, she's an older apprentice, so 11-13 moons

[ghost_raven]

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Blackpetal
Credit

"I'm breaking down again
I wanna tell you what I never could
It takes a lot to find yourself in a place where no one looks
I'm breaking down again
My sky's been falling I hope you never knew
I promise I will try to hide if it's the last thing I ever do" ~ Record Ender (Frank Iero and The Future Violents)

Name(s): Blackkit, Blackpaw, Blackpetal, Blackstar
~ Gender: Non-binary, AFAB (They/Them)
~ Sexuality: Pansexual (No Preference)
~ Age: 34 Moons
~ Voice Claim: Amy Winehouse
~ Zodiac: Aries (March 30th)
~ Appearance: Small black-and-white cat with pale fern-green eyes, a feathery tail, and a scar running from the right side of their face down to the left
~ Crush / Forbidden Crush / Mate / Ex: Thorn
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~ Clan/Group: ShoreClan
~ Status: Living
~ Current Rank: Queen / Caregiver
~ Rank Desired: Secured
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~ Personality: Unlike their sister Ravenfeather, Blackpetal is a generally kind cat, taking pride in their job as a warrior and now caregiver. They are caring towards all the cats in the Clan, even with the occasional rouge cat. Unless given good reason as to why they are there, they're prone to chasing them out of the territory by force or not. When it comes to their personal issues, they're closed off. Blackpetal, most of the time, discloses their issues to the medicine cat, leader, or someone they trust and no one else. Despite all of this, they care deeply for every cat in the Clan and would fight beside you until the end. As of late though, Blackpetal's been a trainwreck, the loss of two of their four kits taking a heavy toll on them. They're often found at the back of the nursery, standing protectively over their two remaining kits. Get too close and you'll receive a visible scar that lasts a lifetime from the grieving queen or their sister (If she's around, that is)
~ History: (Read Ravenfeather’s history for a bit on their kithood) Blackpaw eventually got over their loss of their parents and sibling, who left for SummitClan, their bond seemingly broken. Blackpaw trained as normal, excelling as an apprentice with their mentor Bluelily. The blue tabby couldn't keep her apprentice from a young tom outside the Clan though. Thorn, the tom, and his family of rouges lived around the SycamoreClan territory, often seeing mentors and their apprentices come by to hunt and train. While Bluelily went off to do her own thing, Blackpaw and Thorn were often hunting together and hanging with each other. Even after Blackpetal gained their name, the rouge and the newly-made warrior continued to be friends. Moons passed and before they knew it, Blackpetal was pregnant. When they told Thorn, the tom struck his mate harshly across the face, scarring them (Thorn never wanted kits to begin with). To protect themself and their unborn kits, Blackpetal ended up killing Thorn. The black-and-white cat lived a lie and told ShoreClan that someone from within the ranks was the father, but no one has ever figured out that a rouge sired the kits. When the kits were born, only two survived as the other two, later named Petalkit and Hawkkit, were stillborn. Blackpetal and their sister later reconnected and remain very protective of the kits, and Ravenfeather is the only other cat who knows of the kits' father.
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~ Parents: Cloudwing (Mother; Killed by greencough; StarClan), Hawkfeather (Father; Killed by a rouge; StarClan)
~ Sibling(s): Ravenfeather (Sister; ShoreClan), Hailkit (Brother; Weakened over time; StarClan)
~ Kit(s): ___ (Son / Daughter; ShoreClan), ___ (Son / Daughter; ShoreClan), Petalkit (Daughter; Stillborn; StarClan), Hawkkit (Son; Stillborn; StarClan)
~ Other Kin: Unknown
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~ Friendships: Open
~ Enemies: Open
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~ Note for the ones who end up playing the kits ~
Just so you know what I want the kits to look like, here's a picture of Thorn for reference
I at least want the kits to look like the parents

[ghost_raven]

Reserve For Later