Shadows - Warriors RP - Forms

[whispers.]

gosh, i know <3 i want foxpatch to h
appen ;o; patch is honestly such a li
ttle dork and old fashioned romantic

[feyre.archeron]

@shattered stars,
of course you are accepted shattered stars!

[canadianhowl]

Here comes the Canadian sin! Accepted and ready to be an anxious bean.

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Name: Alex
Gender: male
Age: thirty moons
Rank: fighter
Clan: Daylight Clan

Weight: 16 pounds
Fur: brown, white, tabby
Eyes: amber

Mother: Alice
Father: Fran
Siblings: Maticus
Crush: Nyx, open
Mate: none
Offspring: none
Sexuality: bisexual

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Alex is a cheerful, energetic and somewhat conceited male who is obsessed with heroes, justice, and pride. He has the habit of sticking his nose into everyone's business, which causes him to have difficulty making friends. He loves food, to the point of obsession, and can even eat strange and inedible things when he has enough courage to do so. Alex is also known for not being aware of how "the atmosphere" is when he's around others, but it has been noted that it is not that he lacks the ability to "assess the situation", he simply chooses not to. On multiple occasions when calm or serious, Alex can become very logical, reading further into things than he usually would, and actually reading the atmosphere. He possesses an above average amount of strength. Aside from being afraid of ghosts, he also fears of losing cats close to him. As Alex is obsessed with heroes and happy endings, he hopes that his future will be that way.

Alex has always been the cat who's been noticed the most. He was very outgoing as a kit and made the most friends. He's never really noticed his sister's pain until recently when finding her crying herself to sleep one night out of camp. Alex was both the last and he has certainly shown to mistake cats for him being the first born. Life was more rough on him then his sister during their first moons but now, Alex was living it. He does come on and off of being the ladies man and he loves adventure.

[canadianhowl]

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Name: Mateline
Gender: female
Age: thirty moons
Rank: fighter
Clan: Daylight Clan

Weight: 14 pounds
Fur: brown, white, tabby
Eyes: olive

Mother: Alice
Father: Fran
Siblings: Alex
Crush: open
Mate: none
Offspring: none
Sexuality: pansexual

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In contrast to her brother, Mateline is shy, sensitive, and hates fighting. Despite this, she is often mistaken for her brother and has found herself in trouble for incidents that Alex caused. When she's not being mistaken for her brother, all the other cats tend to forget that she exists. She is also passive aggressive and was once able to make Alex cry by arguing with him for over three hours and pointing out every single one of his faults. It is also implied that she loves to snack on bugs occasionally. Mateline also has a fondness for ice, as it was shown in one situation, she easily forgives others. Usually this cat tries her best to speak up for herself and to be noticed buts he can easily give up. This female goes on and off of depression due to being forgotten and is immediately clingy to you if you do remember who she is.

This cat grew up beside her brother who was loud and obnoxious. She was the shadow to him even when they could only eat and crawl around. Madeline never really liked socializing so that also played a factor to her being a shadow. The she cat grew up a normal life being alone in the clan she always knew. Alex went off being a ladies man for a few while Madeline watched. That was, until she started to try and talk too. It was too late when that happened and she was greeted by flirty she cats. Quickly Madeline explained she wasn't Alex and got lots of apologies back. The she cat has accepted she may never be seen as an individual but by now, she's okay with that.

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Name: Gill
Gender: male
Age: twenty-six moons
Rank: fighter
Clan: Nightfall Clan

Weight: 9 pounds
Fur: pure white
Eyes: blue

Mother: Fiona
Father: Chester
Siblings: none
Crush: open
Mate: none
Offspring: none
Sexuality: bisexual

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Gill was born to fight, but was a hooligan who did nothing but fight and found a means of escaping love. He loves fighting and will often say things in order to start quarrels. He will do anything to become strong, and has an arrogant attitude and a "world-sized ego". Despite this roughness in his personality, he is said to be "unexpectedly fairytale-like," too. Although he claims to enjoy being alone and that clustering is for the weak, he was brought to tears upon seeing his past love and her mate together, though he admitted the tears were already welling up. Despite feeling alone, he seems to have many friends, though when informed of this he gets rather quiet. He's fought for his own survival since he was born and is very strong as a result. It was said that he's much stronger than he looks. Gill is very punctual and never late for anything, very methodical, and very persistent in his battle skills, never missing a day of training when he was a trainee. He's been stated to be a hard worker, but his exterior shows an "Not gonna do anything" face. Despite that he often seems to be lazy, he does seem to have his own work to do. He is very loyal despite his snarky and his love for pranks. Gill also seems to be fond of cute things, such as small birds, kits, and soft things, like a bird's feathers. He likes new things and is sometimes a bit too free-spirited. He seems to have a tendency to find himself bored with or distracted from tasks, such as setting up clan meetings. One more thing is that he is also a flirt and lives to charm any she-cat he runs into no matter the age. He likes to impress the ladies and somehow manages to put them under is handsome spell.

The cat was the only one born in his litter and his parents were quite pleased. The kit was taught the basics of survival by both parents. Cats did tease him and he has almost died many times but he's kept fighting on. He grew arrogant and he started to flirt with cats when he was only six moons old. The cat was born in his clan and he doesn't plan leaving. Gill grew up an average life, parents dying of natural causes and the cat achieving his dream of becoming a fighter. Gill occasionally has threatened to leave but his loyalty is very strong for his clan. He has left the clan once but it only lasted a few hours when Gill came back for lunch. He is bright about his future and Gill is ready for whats in stored.

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Name: Hope
Gender: female
Age: twenty-seven moons
Rank: fighter
Clan: Nightfall Clan

Weight: 7 pounds
Fur: white, orange patches
Eyes: amber

Mother: Dela
Father: Tonio
Siblings: Vern, Viper
Crush: Ivan, open
Mate: none
Offspring: Spencer, Romeo
Sexuality: pansexual

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Hope is a cheerful, energetic female, who is also an irresponsible crybaby. She loves all types of food, even berries and bugs. Although she relies on others a lot, Hope doesn't really listen to what cats says and instead daydreams or wanders off. Hope frequently gets stomach pains due to overindulging on food. Though she was relatively weak and timid as a kit, he was able to take on many trainees single-pawed during her younger days. She is quite clingy if she likes you friend or not. This female is generally sensitive and can easily get upset. Hope hates seeing cats upset and will do anything to make them smile. She likes to talk situations out and always thinks to the bright side of things. This cat is very friendly and easily approachable. She is a favorite in her clan and cats usually talk to her first if they are having a problem. Hope can be oblivious from time to time but usually she has eyes of a hawk. This female is like a spark of hope, that's where she got her name from.

The she cat only remembers her life from fifteen moons old. Though a lot happened during those moons. The first thing she remembers is her oldest brother, Viper's mate almost dying from a battle. Viper was horrified of his mate, a tom named Eagle was dead. Though Hope treated the dying Maine Coon and slowly had him get back to help. Viper was overjoyed when seeing his mate being able to be his normal self again. The she cat was also very happy to see her cold and snappy brother regain his joy when getting his ray of sunshine back. Hope wasn't a clan cat yet at the time. She had another brother named Vern. He was infertile but had a mate as well. Hope wanted to also see him happy but didn't know how. So she found a cat that looked like his mate but as a male. He introduced himself as Ragweed, a pure gray male with blue eyes. He was hardworking and serious. Though he had a soft spot for kits. She allowed him to mate with her but he stayed with the small group for a lot longer then expected. Hope became pregnant with Ragweed's kits. Her and the gray cat were almost identical to her brother and his mate. When she had the two kits, she allowed Vern and his mate to name them. Hope only feed the kits and let the other two cats do the rest. Though the she cat was more surprised to see Ragweed stay for a long time. The gray cat had found home in the group of five cats and now eight cats. Time passed and everything was well. Hope saw her and Ragweed's kits grow up happily with Vern and his mate. Viper and Eagle had seemed to adopted a male named Conner. She joked about her brother and his mate about being the biological parents since the kit they adopted looked like a great offspring appearance and personality if the two males could have a kit. Though when she was twenty-five moons old, the she cat founded Nightfall Clan and decided to move there. She told her group that she was moving and the cats accepted her option. It took a bit to get accepted but when she was, Hope was pleased to start a new life in a new place.

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Name: Sve (Sweden)
Gender: male
Age: thirty moons
Rank: loner
Clan: none

Weight: 8 pounds
Fur: gray, white chest, collar, and nose
Eyes: amber

Mother: Martha
Father: Beast
Siblings: Maticus
Crush: Daisy, open
Mate: Tina, none
Offspring: Maribell, Declan, Travis
Sexuality: bisexual

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Sve is very strong, for he was able to defeat many cats at once, only with his brother Maticus at his side during a battle, he practices neutrality in military matters; he has calmed down from his past and currently puts his strength into helping others. Sve is silent and difficult to understand; his taciturnity is due to the fact that he was born and raised as a kit who didn't get much attention. Deep down, he is actually quite playful even in his older years, but it's rarely shown because of his intimidating posture. He embarrasses easily and because of this he becomes too shy to say anything. Sve is often overcome with emotion but never shows it. His likes include making creations from pine needles and rocks, grass art, and anything with nature that relates to art. He speaks in a way of often as grunts and truncated words. Despite his silence, Sve apparently takes interest in arguments and debates. Sve may not fully be aware how scary he appears to others. Exemplified when he was younger, he was seen appeared shocked when a queen and kit appeared terrified of him. He tried to explain that he wasn't agree to result in getting chased away.

The kit was born into a very noisy world. He cried out at all the commotion only to understand why that was so when he got older. He was born while a football match was going on, he was born a kittypet. Everyone in the house because the country of Sweden has won a game. His mother decided to call him Sweden since he was born when the team scored the winning goal. The mother was kitted upstairs but Martha knew what had happened. It seemed like his owners also agreed with the name. The kit grew up more alone then his brother Maticus. His brother got more treatment from their father Beast. Sweden grew close with his mother and learned her ways. The family knew that Sweden had a very intimidating look when he was calm but he lost it when he showed other emotions. Eventually Beast started to spend time with his youngest son, the two forming a bond as well. Though it all changed when Sweden was only five moons old. He and his brother went exploring around the neighborhood until being approached by a group of ten moon old cats. The group had two males and a female. The males started taunting the gray and white kit until they drove the two kits back home crying, Maticus was also crying for he had gotten beaten up for defending his timid brother.. Their parents more protective of their kits due to that incident. Though it all happened again when Sweden was ten moons. He was alone this time and ran into a female and her kit. The female started hissing at him and swiped her claws at him. Sweden didn't know how to react and soon knew it was about his face. He tried to explain to her he wasn't angry only to be chased off once and for all by her. The cat raced away from his neighborhood never to be seen again by any cat or twoleg who lived there. He lived his life alone until stumbling across the female he was taunted by when he was a lot younger. The female and him soon became friends and she introduced herself as Tina. She nicknamed his Sve and from there on out, the two lived together. That was, until he was twenty moons and Tina told him she had become pregnant with his kits. The two had called themselves mates for two moons and now they had kits on the way. Sweden was very protective of his mate and even after she had a daughter and two sons, he stayed by her side. The kits grew up happily but that also took a turn when the oldest, Declan was killed by a disease. The cats were shocked and mourned for a bit. The other two, Maribell and Travis kept growing up until Sweden turned twenty-eight moons and Tina was killed by a predator. Sweden told his now nine moon old kits to grow up strong and stay alive before racing away. He vowed he would always remember Tina and renamed himself Sve, the nickname he was called. He roams around alone and as a cold cat though he doesn't show emotions easily and will always try to flee when seeing a cat afraid to grow close to them. He has been eyeing a she cat but has never gotten a chance to talk to her and again, he's afraid he will loose her.

[CoolComrade]

Name» Bache
Gender» Tom
Age» 14 moons
Clan» Daylight Clan
Rank» Trainee
Kin» None, Open
Crush» Open
Mate» Not yet
Kits» Not yet!
Voice» John Burgmeier

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Bache loves what he does. He's happiest when he's helping others, and always has been. However, many cats don't see this. Bache is quiet, and though he loves helping, hates cats encroaching on his personal space. No matter who it is, whether it's anyone from his mentor or a senior warrior, he hates being around too many cats. Somehow, he manages to avoid conflict with others, even with his short temper. He keeps to himself and doesn't get involved in the dramas around him. It doesn't take much to provoke Bache. His personal space issues lead him to lash out or hiss at those who get too close. He does have a soft side, though. He loves young cats and acts as a sort of 'big brother' figure for many kits, and even some young apprentices. Even though he may look eternally stern and angry, he really does care about the cats that look up to him.


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Bache was born slightly hostile, probably since he was his parents' only kit and he didn't get along with the other kits in the nursery. He was eager to learn how to fight, and initially wanted to become 'the greatest leader the Daylight Clan had ever known!' Starting his apprentice duties, however, came as a challenge to him. He didn't like to spend time with his mentor and was often found either practicing fighting moves or wandering the city. However, he didn't practice sparring alone. A young kittypet, Roderich, had stumbled onto Daylight Clan territory and was discovered by Bache. The two became quick friends and Bache taught Roderich how to defend himself. However, this friendship lasted only a couple of moons before the kittypet stopped coming. Only a few moons after Roderich disappeared, Bache changed his attitude and began taking his apprentice duties more seriously. He rapidly excelled