ｉｎ ｒｕｓｔ ａｎｄ ｓｏｏｔ • ｗａｒｒｉｏｒ ｃａｔｓ[ Character posting ]

[heartless,]

{{ If any of your cats have crushes message them to me c: }}

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{{ it could be a little of both them c: Dawnstripe can nurse them and Silentstar can watch them when ever Dawnstripe needs a break c: }}

((Sounds perfect))

[beryl]

{Cinderpaw's in Rustclan. c:

ｎａｍｅ;;
"My name is Cinderpaw, for my black pelt, I would like my Warrior name to be Cinderflower."

ｒａｎｋ;;
"Well, Apprentice of course! I would have thought that my size would give it away! " .

ａｇｅ;;
"I'm Ten moons, almost ready to be a Warrior!"

ｇｅｎｄｅｒ;;
"Shall I bring you to the Medicine den to get your nose checked? I'm a female."

ｆａｍｉｌｙ;;
"Oh.. Their out there."

ｍａｔｅ/ｃｒｕｓｈ;;
"Well, no. I don't think any Tom would want a Blind cat. So, I don't have a crush."



ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ;;
"I do not dislike much, but I certainly do not enjoy being around annoying cats, and not being able to be a full Warrior is my worst nightmare. Some cats may have more dislikes, as every cat should, but I like to see the world to it's fullest, even in harsh time. Some may say, that my blindness has helped me see that way. I certainly think it's true.



ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ;;
Cinderpaw is a gentle, intelligent and caring cat, with many worries. Honestly, she would try to save any cat in trouble, if it was their time of need. May the cat be one of her clan mates, from a rival clan, rouge, even kittypet, she would try to help it. She even has a sweet spot for other animals. One time, she had found a injured Humming bird, which was too small to eat, and she brought it back and helped to save it. In one moon's time, it was well enough to fly again, so she let it go. Cinderpaw will not let her blindness get in her way. She was born with it, so having the loss of sight was only natural. Her sense of hearing and smell are quite defined, and you would probably find it tough to sneak up on her, and would probably get a scolding. Even though Cinderpaw is known for her sweet nature, she has a dry sense of humor, often joking when around grumpy cats to cheer them up. She may often use it when she's in a bad mood, talking sarcastically and having a short temper. Cinderpaw can also have a sharp tongue, when annoyed and pressured. Cinderpaw had always wanted to be a Warrior cat, ever sine she was dropped off in Marshclan. Even though, many cats said she couldn't do it, Cinderpaw won't let them control her life. Without her sight, it makes fighting other cats and animals difficult,. But, she's found out away. Don't let her blindness fool you, she could claw off your ears pretty well if she wanted to, but it's the fast movements that challenge her, even though she's almost mastered it. Cinderpaw is also very observant about other cat's feelings, and what they are thinking, what their about to do, and why they did it. She's very curious, and would like to know the behind stories about all cats, to judge what they might be feeling and what they might do. Some may call it a gift, while other a curse or fatal flaw. Cinderpaw can also be offended quite easily, especially if other cats judge her by her blindness. If a cat with normal sight can do it, she can do it too, except for fighting. She's a quite friendly cat, and won't hesitate to speak to any cat, if she believes they will be nice to her. She tends to avoid the grumpy cats, but she certainly won't leave them alone. Although Cinderpaw is willing to be friendly, she tends to keep to herself at times, and hasn't really made any close friends, besides her mentor. She also has a keen sense for Prey, and can find them as well as any other cat, maybe even better. She hopes, that she's a great Warrior cat, and that she's doing the right thing, but sometimes she lacks confidence in herself.



ａｐｐｅｒａｎｃｅ;;
"Cats have told me that I'm very beautiful. I have a black pelt, with piercing green eyes that seem to haunt, even though I am blind. I have short to medium long hair, that's sleek and wispy. I'm not the tallest for my age, and my body build is quite small, and fragile, probably because I was the runt of the litter. Anyways, I do not have any scars, because I have never been in serious battle. I've only ever been in small fights. I have longish legs, normal size for my body, and a fluffy tail. I don't have a speck of color on me, except for black. I don't know how I got my black pelt, but I think it was my father's. I never asked him ... Okay, back to the point. My paw pads are grey and hard, perfect for walking along stone, and rough surfaces. My back legs are very powerful, and they give me great leaps when I want them. It also doesn't make them bad for climbing, but I haven't done much of it. I'd like to get better at climbing though, because I don't want my blindness to get in the way of things. Honestly, I think I might be able to do it If I try hard enough. I have pretty nice hearing, and sense of smell. Probably because I've been using only them, to substitute for my blindness. And If you think you can sneak up on me, you're in for your ears getting clawed! Well, I hope that filled you in on how I look. Thanks!



ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ;;
"Well, It's sort of sad, but I'll tell it anyways. Mind you, it's for your ears only, I've kept it secret.
I came here when I was about three or four moons. I was dropped off at the camp entrance. My mother was a Kittypet, and my father was a rouge. My father wanted my mother to live by the Rouge ways, or well what they do with kits. As you know, I'm blind, and being a rouge, being blind, just won't work. So, my father wanted me dead. He didn't mean bad, but it was just a custom he has been living with. Honestly, I can see their point. I wouldn't last long out there. But my mother didn't want me to die. She had heard of Rustclan, which wasn't too far away from where she lived. She knew that they would take care of me, and not let me die; she had seen them with the elders. So, she dropped me off here. My father was unsure on how it would go, but soon figured out that I would be fine, and that I didn't have to die. So, my story is bittersweet. Although, I had parents that didn't want me, out of love, they dropped me off here, which honestly, was the best thing they could ever do."

[rae sanders]

Might want to change it to Sootclan, they need more cats.

[beryl]

{Alright c:

[heartless,]

{{ You are accepted c: }}

[Only_Sky]

Name;She is called Crashpaw/flight.

Age;Crashflight is about thirteen moons old.

Weight;She is rather small, and weighs about five kilograms.

Looks;a dark grey tabby coat with white paws and chest. Her eyes are a dark amber, almost brown. She also has extra 'paws' growing right beside her front paws, giving her extra claws.

Love;Nope.

Personality;.
She is in Sootclan

[heartless,]

{{ unless she is an apprentice, not accepted. }}

[Only_Sky]

Oh my, I forgot xD Yes, she is an apprentice. ]]

[heartless,]

{{ then she is accepted c: }}