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Hello, everyone! I'm Lioncourt, and this is our form thread! This is where you post all of your forms Though, currently each roleplayer should have one... However! This rule will change if not enough people join to fill up the current ten ranks, or, if we decide to have a few cats [such as loners and kittypets] join the group in their travels.
Discussion thread ✖ Roleplay thread

[Luscinia]

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The brave son of the recently fallen Fernclan leader [Mudstar] has stepped forward to claim the role as leader for this gang of survivors. Though young and somewhat naïve, no-one can argue that this tom is just what the remainders of the clan needs to keep pushing them forward. This new "hope" is named Runningheart; given this name when he swiftly crawled to his mother's belly for milk, and later received the 'heart' suffix to honor his courage and passion. This untamable tom is merely twenty-five moons, but already shows the signs of being a great leader. Well, that is, if he gets over his recklessness and arrogance.

Runningheart's life had been normal up to this point. He was born to Mudstar and his mate Grasswhisper, in a litter of two. The runt, surprisingly, was the first to reach his mother's stomach, while his larger sister made her way a bit later. For his speed, the tom was named "Runningkit" as a small joke, and his sister "Mothkit". Once again I say, nothing out of the ordinary for his life, up until the fire. The fire killed his entire family and spent the day after wandering alone, until he finally found the rest of the surviving cats.

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Name ➸ Runningheart
Age ➸ Twenty-five moons
Gender ➸ Male/Tom-cat
Rank ➸ Leader

Crush ➸ Not open for romance right now, but will be later on.
What he sees in a she-cat ➸ Brave, optimistic, but strong.

Traits ➸ Arrogant, reckless, short-tempered, protective, hard-working, brave, determined, energetic
Strengths ➸ Running, agility, stamina, swimming, hunting, fishing
Weaknesses ➸ Patience in battle, head-on fighting, sneak attacks, working in the dark
Desires ➸ To make a respectable leader like his father someday. And maybe to be a father himself later on in life.
Fears ➸ Heights, snakes, fire, getting separated from the others.

Father ➸ Mudstar [Deceased]
Mother ➸ Grasswhisper [Deceased]
Sister ➸ Mothspots [Deceased]

Voice type ➸ Smooth, charming, but slightly high-pitched
Scent ➸ A mix of mud, grass, and pine

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[Little Rebel]

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19 moons. she-cat. med cat.

daisystream. a very young but influential
she-cat who once served as fernclan's
medicine cat apprentice. now, with most
of the clan gone, she has taken on her
medicine cat name and keeps a close
eye on the health of few cats who survived
the fire. daisystream is only 19 moons old.
that's 1 year and 7 months in twoleg time.

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daisystream's appearance

daisystream is a young and pretty
she-cat, even with the scars. she
is a small, slender she-cat with a
long, feathery tail and a brilliant, icy
blue eye. similar in size and appearance
to a ragdoll, she has a short narrow
muzzle and long, silky fur. her face, tail,
and back are a soft, pale ginger. she has
a patch of black on her forehead and one
her right cheek. her ears are black, with a
little orange at the tip of the right one. her
legs are lightly striped with ginger. the rest
of her fur is a rich, creamy white hue. now
onto the scars. the left side of her face was
burned horribly in the fire. it completely
burned the fur off the left side of her face.
her left eye and the tip of her left ear are
missing. her back right leg was crushed by a
tree that fell on her when she was attempting
to evacuate the nursery leaving it twisted and
useless.

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daisystream's heart and soul

daisystream. gentle. honest. softspoken.
sweet. friendy. loyal. and most of all,
dedicated. daisystream loves her clan more
than anything. she would do anything for
them. she is a goofy, silly little feline.
charismatic. charming. guiless. she is a
hopeless romantic and oftentimes is found
playing matchmaker.

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daisystream's connections & disconnections

daisystream was the daughter of a
young queen and an unknown tomcat.
her mother's name was graywillow. in
her short lifetime, she had only had two
litters of kits. the first consisted of lilykit,
larkkit, and mousekit. the three kits died
of greencough in their first moon. the
second litter had a different father. it
consisted of daisystream, her brothers
larkwing and mousefang, and her sister
rosefeather. daisystream was the only one
to survive the fire. because she is a medicine
cat, daisystream has no mate or kits to call
her own. however, she does have a crush
(a very secret crush) on runningheart.

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daisykit entered this world the smallest in a litter of four. larger and stronger than her were her brothers mousekit and larkkit, and her sister rosekit. but what she lacked in strength she made up for in heart. daisykit was always defusing arguments, helping the apprentices clean the dens, and bringing the elders freshkill. she especially enjoyed the company of the elder snowdapple. she was a stubborn old she-cat who seemed perpetually grumpy but she was also smart and told the best stories. because she was born weak, she spent much of her time in the medicine cat's den with the medicine cat windflower. he was a handsome young tomcat who seemed to know anything. young daisykit was immediately taken with goofy, intelligent tomcat and upon reaching her sixth moon she begged mudstar to let her be windflower's apprentice. her mother, graywillow, was horrified. she insisted daisykit be a warrior apprentice like her siblings but mudstar pointed out that it wasn't her decision. it was windflower and daisykit's decision. windflower agreed and daisykit became daisypaw, the medicine cat apprentice. and life couldn't have been better. for the first time, the young she-kit felt like she truly belonged. she was a quick learner. then, things changed. the night before the fire, windflower told the clan that he had broken the warrior code by having kits. he refused to say who his mate or kits were, but he insisted on stepping down as medicine cat and becoming a warrior. he took daisypaw to receive her medicine cat name the same day. then, the fire came and wiped out everything. her brothers, her sister, her mother. the camp, the elder snowdapple, the former leader mudstar... most of the clan.

[JustMallory]

█ basics
█ name;; rainpaw
█ age;; 11 moons
█ gender;; she-cat
█ rank;; apprentice
█ skill;; climbing
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█ appearance
█ pelt;; mottled gray
█ eyes;; green
█ scars;; none
█ built;; lithe, small
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█ kin
█ mother;; snowcloud
█ father;; stormflight
█ siblings;; featherpaw
█ crush;; tba
█ mate;; none

Rainpaw is strong willed and proud. She'll be sure to put others in there place, but not unkindly. Her life has been filled with loss, and love, and created a bowl of wisdom for her to dig from. While a demanding she-cat, she expects the most out of others with kind intentions, and ideas to bring them to the best they clan be. Rainpaw is not afraid to speak her mind, or defend what she thinks is right. While mostly a kind, honorable she-cat, there are times when she snaps at others, and can be quite a force to deal with. She has sympathetic nature, and a charisma like no other, and dreams of one day being leader. Once you get to know Rainpaw, her outwardly bold demeanor crumbles, and she becomes the protective, kind, and humorous she-cat few know her to be.

Rainpaw's mother was a permanent queen, and one who had many litters of kits. Rainpaw wasn't special in her mother's eyes, as she had many, many other kits, but was loved. She was treated with compassion, but never quite held dearly. Perhaps this was why she learned to stick up for herself so confidently, and why she became quick to take things up for her own. When the fire came down upon the clan, Rainpaw lost her whole family, and the one cat she had really been close to, Featherpaw, her sister. Still struggling to adapt to her new life, Rainpaw has found herself more determined than even to make her clan proud.

[brad!]

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• I created this world. You cannot keep me in here. •

The devastating fire had a detrimental effect on them all, but it hit this cat the hardest. This feline goes by the name of Dipperpaw, his prefix of 'Dipper' being given to him by his mother, in reference to the small, stout-legged bird that his colouration is similar to. Even though it is basic manners to refer to a cat by their full name, Dipperpaw doesn't really mind, usually being referred to as Dipper or simply Dip. Dipperpaw is a fairly young feline, only being the age of 14 moons, however, this does mean that Dipperpaw is two moons late into becoming a fully fledged warrior. This lateness is due to an injury Dipperpaw obtained during his younger moons, having been attacked by a badger and on some odd account, surviving. As a result, Dipperpaw came into his apprenticeship two moons late. Dipperpaw is a tom-cat, and plans to stay that way.

Dipperpaw was once a happy and optimistic cat, eager to train and get things done. Despite his setback during the younger moons of his apprenticeship, Dipperpaw was always in a good mood, trying to see the best in others, and assuring the other cats that he was perfectly okay with waiting. Dipperpaw was a hard worker and was quite responsible, however, did have little spouts of mischief every now and again. However, the fire has changed the young tom. The young cat has become far less approachable, rarely speaking to the other cats, and having more of an interest on going out on his own, as opposed to staying with his clan mates. He doesn't seem to care about his future, showing no interest in participating in training, or even looking after himself, his once clean and glorious coat now dirty and matted. He won't let any of the other cats near him, always sleeping on his own and edging away from other cats when they get too close. He follows the clan cats, albeit rather reluctantly, only because he knows that they wouldn't let him stay behind.

But what caused a cat with such promise and optimism to turn tail, and slowly spiral downwards?

That in itself should be obvious; the fire. The fire is what caused Dipperpaw's descent. The day that the clan turned to ashes was the day Dipperpaw was supposed to become a warrior, and he had the perfect name in mind; Dipperpelt. He was going to be Dipperpelt the Brave, the cat that the she-cats adored, and the toms envied. The tom with a beautiful mate and a lovely family to live alongside, until his death. He had his entire life planned ahead of him, and even had the perfect she-cat in mind; a lovely young lass by the name of Beetlepaw. He was only three moons older than the midnight coloured she-cat, whose eyes shone as bright as her pelt, whose voice was softer than silk. Watching her burn alongside his parents and three siblings broke him, and his faith in StarClan.

Beetlepaw's scream of "Dipperpaw, run!" still haunts the apprentice to this day, and perhaps it is slowly driving him insane.

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[elfish]

xxxage; twenty moons. gender; male. rank; warrior.
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"I wanna be where the people are; I wanna see them dancing."
Ah, Rabbitleap - the simplistic warrior of FernClan. To be com
-pletely honest, Rabbitleap's lived a rather boring life. He's as
typical as a Clan cat can be. He was born during greenleaf,
where the prey ran abundant and the warmth comforted Fern-
Clan. He grew up with one other sibling called Applekit, but
after a rather foolish adventure out into the forest, Applekit
consumed some death berries due to her curiosity and thus
passed away that day. Rabbitleap's mother, Sparrowtail, never
seemed to move on from her little kit's death, and grew cold
and distant towards Rabbit- leap, for she believed that her son
was at fault for little Applekit's death. Rabbitleap maintained
a close relationship to his father, Bearclaw, and grew to admire
his father's courage and strength. His life has been marked by
rather uneventful occurrences, which makes Rabbitleap antsy.
Though he would never truly admit it to any cat, Rabbitleap longs
to see the world outside the clan. He wishes to embark on some
kind of adventure in his life - packed with action, excitement, and
possibly even romance. He keeps his problems and dreams to himself
and has never confided in any cat about his personal desires,
believing that his clan would feel betrayed. Rabbitleap is a friendly,
considerate cat who would go lengths to please a companion. He
mainly keeps negative thoughts private, and doesn't like to take part
in gossip. However, this results in Rabbitleap having a habit of
bottling all of his emotions and simply exploding randomly.
So far, he has lived a bland life - he craves adventure.
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[Shimuzu]

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Deerpelt sighed as she flicked back through the memories. All dead. All gone. She remembered her mate. She sighed and showered her concentration to her clan. Very few were left. The wind blew and ruffled her long Calico print fur. She glared at the clan members. Keeping them safe was her priority. She felt her dark cold amber eyes scanning the clan with alert and interest.
twenty-nine moons ago her mother gave birth to her and she had a happy first moonth. Until, her homelands became flooded and she ran blindly into the unknown. She considers her life being full of disasters and mistakes and probably would have died if the clan didn't welcome her with open arms. She began warrior training later than usual. But finished earlier than expected for her advanced ability to learn quickly.
Personality wise Deerpelt considers herself quite reserved and cold, but bold and brave not not afraid to attack someone who defies her clan. She is prideful in her work as a warrior and wishes to mentor a kit, but that won't happen in a while. She considers herself good at tracking and hunting but certainly her strength is warrior skills.

[Luscinia]

Would someone mind making a male character? We've got four females and two males right now x3

[elfish]

@lioncourt; I'll switch Otterwhisker out for another cat when I come home.

[Little Rebel]

@Lioncourt; if I can make another character, i can make a male