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Paws slipped down worn paths in secrecy. They were searching for
the elderly feline named 'RoseStorm'. They would find her, sitting
quietly in a burrow at the base of the mountain they climbed down.
Dozens of cats gathered at her feet, young and old, to listen to her
stories of great clan cats. Stories of the two clans, CreekClan and
RockClan. She would tell of their leaders and how they saved their
clans from vicious fights and lastly, how the clans fell out of
existence. It was the story the cats hated the most; the idea that
such great cats had fallen to a simple illness. RoseStorm enjoyed
telling the stories but as time went by she became weaker and died.
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In the wake of her death the cats came together to rebuild the
clans she spoke of. Without her guidance their attempts were
skewed by the memory. Thus RoseClan was born. A combination
of both clans and all cats theories. However there were things
the clan missed; none of their felines understood how to heal,
furthermore despite how much they dreamed they couldn't
connect to StarClan. Despite their shortfalls they were still a clan.
They hunted every day and patrolled their borders with vigour.
However they have noticed the creek that feeds their life force
has slowly begun to recede. Role-play Thread.
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|Past Name;; DovePaw|
|Age;; 26 Moons|
|Gender;; Female|
|Rank;; Deputy|
|Mentor;; BlueClaw|
|Apprentice;; N/atm|
|Mother;; SootPelt|
|Father;; OakTail|
|Scent;; Feathers, Soot|

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Intelligent and Wise
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ˢʰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶠᶤʳᵉ
ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵗʰᵉ ʳʰʸᵗʰᵐ ᵍᵉᵗᵗᶤᶰᵍ ˡᵒᵘᵈᵉʳ
ˢʰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵈᵒ
ᴾʳᵒᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵛᵉˢ
ᴵ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ˒
ᴮᵘᵗ ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵉᶰ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵈᵃᶰᶜᶤᶰᵍ

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If you were to trip over, DoveKit would be there to pick you up, reciting sayings she vaguely remembers a wise
cat once telling her. She does this to inspire you to be better. She's always there to help, putting most people
before her own interests. However while she tries to be kind all the time, facts and wisdom often take the place
of meaningful comfort. One of her favourite hobbies is to sit and think by herself, debating the meaning of simple
things. If you step on DoveKit's tail she'd initially let it go, seeming easy going and forgiving. Only once you were
gone she'd quietly release anger on inanimate surroundings. In the forest is a fallen tree that she scratches to get
out her anger. She also tends to worry what people think about her, often stressing that initial praises aren't really
sincere. Her voice very rarely raises to a shout and while she holds no issue with using her words; they are usually
done in a low sweet voice that speaks with confidence and wisdom.

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Words are the best weapon
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DoveFeather's mother was a senior warrior who was late in finding a lover. The stress of her children's birth nearly
did away with her, only to be taken by sickness in the veil of night while her moon old kits slept. Both of the kits
were ill for a moon or so, inevitably delaying their apprenticeship. DovePaw was quiet and benevolent spirit,
following orders without delay. Despite not knowing her mother it never bothered her, instead she put her most
into keeping the clan running smoothly. Through out this time, CopperPaw, her brother had been doing his own thing.
The tom had always been strong-minded and stubborn, more willing to fight than heed sound advice. She remembers
countless times stumbling across their fights, which for the most part were one sided. Everyday CopperPaw did his
best to challenge his mentors authority, making it his star given purpose to drive the mentor to give up. In doing so his
mentor eventually snapped, telling CopperPaw that he was, and always would be useless to the clan and may as well
become a loner for he would never do any good in SouthClan. The two cats had stared at each other for the longest
period before marching off separate ways. DovePaw, having been around to here the fight chased after her brother,
quietly trying to reason him out of what she knew he would do next, but to no avail. The next morning, CopperPaw
was gone. She had wandered out of camp following his trail, only to find it leading out of SouthClan territory. She had
sworn mousebrain and foxbrain at the air, her voice raising to levels it hadn't before. She was given the name Dove
Feather after her soft and teamspirited nature. "A bird can't fly without each of it's feathers"

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|Past Name;; RedPaw|
|Age;; 15 Moons|
|Gender;; Male|
|Rank;; Warrior|
|Mentor;; Open|
|Apprentice;; N/atm|
|Mother;; Open|
|Father;; Open|
|Scent;; Rhubarb, Dirt|

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Short Description
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Moving forward, using all my
breath "I'll make it up to you,"
is all I should have said. Mom
and Dad, looked me right be
tween the eyes then I awoke,
a blinding light. Can't fight
against the youth!

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Active, Agreeable, Determined, Unambitious, Aimless, Easily Discouraged

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Life Description
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History

[Tiny_Cat]

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D A W N P A W;

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⚈ Dawnwhisker ⚈
⚈ she-cat ⚈
⚈ 10 moons ⚈
⚈ roseclan ⚈
⚈ apprentice ⚈
⚈ prophecy cat ⚈
⚈ petite, dainty, & slender ⚈
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the Guileless Apprentice
Appearance; A unusually small she-cat with predominately cream colored fur. She has tortoiseshell points on her face, ears, paws, and tail; her ears stand tall and proud, slightly too large for her head, and she has big, luminescent blue eyes that shine like sunlight on the ocean. She is a very petite, and slender she-cat with a dainty build. She has long legs and small paws that are built for speed, agility, and stealth. She has a long tail that ought to help with balance but she's still something of a klutz. Her fur is short and sleek, and unbelievably soft. She has patches of light brown and cream fur on her back and side. Her whiskers are very long, which is why she will be receiving the name Dawnwhisker when she becomes a warrior.

Personality; Undoubtedly one of the sweetest cats you will ever meet. Dawnpaw positively oozes compassion. She has a bleeding heart and an intense desire to help all living things. Dawnpaw can't stand seeing others in pain, and she hates inflicting pain on others even more. She is a sweet, sensitive feline. She's charming, charismatic, and utterly loveable. She draws others in with a look, a smile, a laugh. It's like she has her own, personal gravitational pull and others can't help but be caught up in it. Dawnpaw is the type of cat who inspires protectiveness. Her innocence, her ditzy nature, her naivety... all of these made cats want to protect and coddle her, to keep her safe. It drives her insane. She might be a sweet and gentle cat but she hates to be coddled. She prefers to stand on her own four paws. Not the easiest thing in the world when you're the runt of the litter.

History; Speaking of runts... Dawnpaw was indeed the runt in her litter. She was born into a litter of three. Her parents were Lightwillow and Stormtail, two loyal and dedicated warriors of RoseClan. Dawnkit never actually got a chance to meet her mother. Unfortunately, the queen passed during their difficult kitting. But while she never got to know her mother physically, Dawnkit always felt she knew her mother on a more spiritual level. Her father often regaled the kits with stories of their mother. How they met (he wasn't Clanborn), what she was like as an apprentice and young warrior, how excited she was to be starting their family. Dawnpaw especially felt close to their mother, because according to Stormtail she looked exactly like her. As the runt of the litter, Dawnkit was often at the back of the pack. She was smaller and weaker than Poppykit and Ravenkit. She never minded this too much, although she always hated how others seemed to coddle her more. As if she was fragile and breakable. Perhaps it wasn't so much her size, however, as her personality that made cats want to protect her. Even as a kit, Dawnkit hated violence. She had no desire to play fighting games with her littermates, and preferred to spend her time staring at plants and picking flowers. This continued on into apprenticehood. Dawnpaw excelled at hunting and tracking, and was even a decent swimmer although she wasn't a fan of getting her paws wet. But she despised battle training and refused to make any real effort when mock battling her denmates. Perhaps due to her lack of skill, she was therefore unable to defend herself when she was set upon by a group of rogues while out hunting alone one day. The rogues attacked, but before they could lay a claw on her, Stormtail was there. Her father battled valiantly, but later died due to the terrible wounds he had sustained in the battle. One might imagine this would spark something in the kit... anger, a need for revenge... but instead it only convinced her further that fighting was not something she wanted to participate in.

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Ravenpaw --> Raventalon
Tomcat
10 Moons
Brother to Poppypaw and Dawnpaw

Stoic, Reserved, Unwelcoming, Closed Off,
Serious, Rude, Stickler for the Rules, Very
Responsible, Loyal, Protective

MAJOR WORK IN PROGRESS

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P O P P Y P A W;

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⚈ Poppyblaze ⚈
⚈ she-cat ⚈
⚈ 10 Moons ⚈
⚈ roseclan ⚈
⚈ apprentice ⚈
⚈ mentor; tbd ⚈
⚈ lean & muscular ⚈
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the Fearless Apprentice
Appearance; Poppypaw is an average sized female, though her thick and fluffy coat make her seem a bit bigger than she actually is, who was named for her bright ginger pelt. Her fur is long, lush, and absolutely stunning. A deep ginger in color, with darker stripes and deep cream on her chest, belly, and paws. She is a lean-muscled feline with long legs. She has tall, proud ears and deep, expressive eyes that are a pretty shade of pale green with darker green flecks. She's got small paws, a long feathery tail, long white whiskers, and a strong jawline. She certainly doesn't look it, but she packs quite the punch in that small body of hers.

Personality; Fearless is the first word that comes to mind when one thinks of Poppypaw. The second word? Probably stupid. In fact, at times she's a total moron. Which isn't to say she's not smart. Poppypaw is actually highly intelligent. She simply chooses not to use her intelligence at optimal times. Poppypaw isn't the type of cat to think before she acts. She's rash, impulsive, and extremely impatient. She prefers to dive nose first into a sticky situation, only to find out first paw that Porcupines (and Skunks) are not viable options when it comes to hunting prey. She is bold, stubborn, and reckless with a fiery temper to go with it. Poppypaw is also very argumentative, sarcastic, and just a bit of a know-it-all. She loves to be right, loves to win... and is a total sore loser when she doesn't get her way. Childish, is another good word for her. She's very childish. She holds grudges over silly things, she pouts when she doesn't get her way, and she is incapable of sitting still for five seconds without being back up and about. So that's kinda the bad part of Poppypaw... The good? She's lively, energetic, and extremely charming. Frustrating as she tends to be, she has an infectious smile and a charismatic aura that draws others in. She is loyal and protective; she will stand beside her Clanmates in battle without fear of dying. She is very honest. Perhaps a bit too honest at times... but it's still better than being a compulsive liar. She does, surprisingly enough, have a gentle side and she can be that shoulder to cry on when it's really needed... but more likely she'll be threatening to skin whatever cat hurt her friend. She is extremely goofy and playful; loves to joke around and play pranks which can b a bit annoying and childish at times but in this, at least, she seems to know exactly how far to take it before she calls it quits. She never does anything half a**ed. She works and trains hard; she follows her dreams and will do everything in her power to be the best warrior she can be.

History;

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[Tiny_Cat]

Liontail
Tomcat
19 Moons
Family Deceased

Stubborn, Prideful, Arrogant, Confident,
Charming, Flirtatious, Clever, Intelligent,
Easy-Going, Cocky

MAJOR WORK IN PROGRESS

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I've updated my forms and the front.

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Meet Leopardpaw, to be Leopardfang, a young short-haired, brown Bengal tom. His pelt is a mixture of gold, chocolate brown and black. He has large 'Leopard-like' spots on his back, hence his name, and faint black stripes on his forehead. Leopardpaw's eyes are a striking yellow with a small ring of meadow green around his large pupils. To go along with his eyes are long, white whiskers and a white muzzle with a rusted pink nose. Leopardpaw is also rather agile built, having long legs and a thin torso, but muscular due to his tendencies to climb trees. He is eleven moons and is proud to be called an Apprentice of Roseclan.
Leopardpaw was born to Spottedheart and Mudwhisker, two proud warriors of Rockclan. He was an only kit named Leopardkit and perfectly happy to be so. The young tom had a great mother, Spottedheart did everything she could to take care of him, while Mudwhisker on the other hand, saw Leopardkit as a burden. His father never wanted kits and so soon after his Warrior ceremony, for it only brought him anger. He had tended to stay away from his young kit and push Spottedheart away every single time one had drawn so close. Spottedheart never had understood what had gone wrong, but eventually she took on a new mate when Leopardkit became an Apprentice. The tom's name was Browntail and he was a rather happy tom, who always kept optimistic view. Leopardpaw grew to admire the tom, but as the moons passed, he passed away from an illness. Leopardpaw was devastated, but he promised his mother and Browntail that he'd be the best Warrior he could be, and still plans on keeping it, no matter how much Mudwhisker may get in his way.
Leopardpaw has always looked up to Browntail as his father figure and had admired him greatly. Much like his adopted father, Leopardpaw tends to have an optimistic view and a very positive outlook on life. He is always trying to comfort those around him and can stay rather collected together during rough times. He is a great climber and often can be an adventurer. Leopardpaw is at times rather immature and silly, but only because he loves to make those around him laugh and smile. But when it comes time for his Warrior duties, Leopardpaw is focused unless something or someone is bothering him.
Leopardpaw has no mate nor crush at the moment and his only relatives are Spottedheart and Mudwhisker. (open)
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Meet Iceflower, a rather lovely white she-cat with a fur soft pelt.
history
personality
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