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"Right or wrong merely depends on perspective. It takes logic and humility to let go of our egos to see through another's eyes. But I guess even I can't let go to see why you'd object to my reasoning."
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Name: Hollowpaw
Desired Name: Hollowfrost
Age: 7 moons old
Gender: female
Clan: SwiftClan
Rank: apprentice
Desired Rank: warrior
+ Traits: passionate, courageous, intelligent, perceptive, analytical, loyal to her friends, level-headed, protective, skeptical, individualistic
- Traits: devious, judgemental, disrespectful, sharp-tongued, sassy, narrow-minded, self-conscious
Quirks/Habits: she is prone to tap her claws repetitively on the ground when she is deep in thought

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Eyes: Hollowpaw has large, round, bright sky-blue eyes with pigments of pale green swimming around in them
Coat: her short-haired coat is very soft and sleek to the touch and usually slightly glossy in appearance, as she cannot stand an unnecessarily unkempt pelt
Scars: none
Scent: her scent smells strongly of lilac petals and morning dew
Voice: Hollowpaw has a rather very high-pitched, squeaky voice, something she is often made fun of for
Breed: Chausie x European shorthair

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Crush: Open
Mate: none
Offspring: None
Mother: Ariana(deceased)
Father: unknown, he left when she was young(deceased)
Brothers: Bengi, Wesley
Sisters: Nina, Arabella, Tricia
Friends: open
History: Hollowpaw was originally a kittypet named Kristine, but she was always more of an outside cat compared to her brothers and sisters. She was out on a walk one day when she witnessed a plane smoking overhead. She didn't think much of it, considering she saw those things soaring through the sky every day harboring two-legs in their metallic bellies, until it plummeted down from the sky and crashed right into her front yard. She rushed to get her mother and siblings out of the house to get to safety, but she didn't make it to them before the aircraft exploded into a flurry of flames. The force propelled Krissie backwards and caused her to become temporarily deaf in both ears, killed her mother, her brothers, and her sisters. Krissie was left homeless for the longest time, wandering out of the town into the forest as she attempted to hunt day by day, though to no avail. Only when she was near the point of starvation was she found wandering aimlessly throughout SwiftClan territory, and was generously taken in.
Personality: Intelligent, passionate, self-conscious, rational, and sometimes, overly judgemental, Hollowpaw was born an adventurer at heart; she can't sit still and is almost always looking for something to do, someway to get her blood pumping. This fae has a fairly logical mind and listens to reason and significant evidence rather than chance or assumption. Although her dependence on a logical conclusion is one of her greatest strengths, it is also one of her greatest weaknesses; due to Hollowpaw being narrow-minded, her thoughts are limited in the way she sees a situation and are not willing to consider other ideas, unless they are sensible ones. She has a very acute sense of detail and those large blue eyes almost never misses a single thing going on around her, except when she becomes lost in thought. When the aforementioned statement does occur, Hollowpaw is known to involuntarily tap her claws loudly and repeatedly against the ground, she can't help it, which can drive her clanmates up the wall sometimes while they are on patrol with her or participating in any extracurricular activity with her. Despite her cute, plump appearance, Hollowpaw can definitely hold her own in a brawl, and she can become very irritated when others call her 'cute,' 'small,' 'adorable,' etc. as she really wants more then anything to be taken seriously. Though at times she can lack common sense, this is rare. Hollowpaw is a brave and perceptive cat as well somewhat more mature than most cats her age. She doesn't however, lack personality or enthusiasm, and she loves to have some fun while finishing up a task or to get into mischief. She is respectful around her surperiors-which in her eyes is pretty much only the leaders- though one thing you ought to know about this she-cat is that she'll say whatever she damn well pleases, whenever she pleases, if she believes she should be heard out. She would never say anything offensive to the higher authorities' faces- she's smarter than that- but she has, however, been known to gossip behind their backs from time to time. She is highly passionate about her dreams and goals and can act ruthlessly in her pursuit to achieve them, but ultimately she always tries to make the best decisions and has the right motivations when she does it. This apprentice acts confident on her exterior, but she's actually very self-conscious of herself, in fact, one of her worst fears is letting her clanmates down. Ever since she came to the clan, Hollowpaw has had some trust issues, and can be overly judgmental and dramatic about a cat at first glance; this also makes her extremely cautious. Regarding her soft appearance, a cat would be surprised to see how charismatically devious Hollowpaw can be; the she-cat is quite persuasive with her words and actions when she wants to be. Like every individual, however, she has a soft spot. When it comes to her friends and those dear to her, she is very devoted and would risk her life in a heartbeat for the sake of them; Hollowpaw cares about her friends more than they would realize and values their friendship when it matters most.
Interesting facts:
⇀ ever since the explosion, her ears have been extra sensitive
⇀ she is extremely ticklish. Everywhere.
⇀ she is allergic to mildew, milkweed, marigold, and moss
⇀ due to her moss-allergy, Hollowpaw sleeps in a nest of feathers, bracken, ferns, and anything else she can find
⇀ sometimes she will find something interesting while on patrol and bring it back to camp with her, storing it beneath her nest. Oml she's a hoarder
⇀ she knows a bunch of human words as well as their meanings

Other: I just decided to go with a basic form again, not too fancy, but not too plain either ^^

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you brought me sunshine when i only saw rain.
you brought me laughter when i only felt pain.
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Name (Past, current and previous) (Ivykit, Ivypaw,) Ivyleaf
Age 32 moons/two and a half years
Rank (previously kit and medicine cat apprentice) medicine cat

Eye colour bright green
Fur short-length, black and white
Build average sized and lean

Gender female
Orientation heterosexual
Preferred pronouns she/her
Mate/crush none
Kin -

Personality: Ivyleaf is quite shy and quiet, generally preferring to keep to herself, rather than go socialize with the rest of the clan. She makes a good medicine cat, as she focuses well on her studies, preferring that to other cats. Ivyleaf is distant and oblivious to some things. She adores kits, and would have some of her own if she wasn't a medicine cat. She is helpful and resourceful, but not so much so emotionally. Ivyleaf is terrible and comforting others, as she really has no social skills. She can often be way too honest towards others, and while some may find this helpful, others might find it unnecessary. As she spent most all of her apprenticeship studying and learning, Ivyleaf is extremely skilled in what she specializes in, and that's all that matters. This she-cat is a dreamer, often trapped in her own thoughts and hiding her problems from others. She doesn't understand love nor want it at the moment, and would rather focus on helping her clan.

History: She trained unbelievably hard during her apprenticeship and put everything, including her blood sweat and tears, into becoming the best medicine cat that she could be. When she was younger, becoming the greatest was all that Ivyleaf could ever think about and that was all she ever worried about. She never became good friends with the other apprentices in Swiftclan or formed any close bonds. The only thing that she focused on, night and day, was training. And eventually, when she was 12 moons old, it had paid off and Ivyleaf was given her medicine cat name. When she was made an official medicine cat, Ivyleaf was one of the most promising young felines in the clan and she was beyond proud of that fact. However, her unnerving focus on becoming her best self left the young she-cat lacking in other departments such as socialization, friendship, empathy, etc. After she received her rank and she didn't need to focus every day, Ivyleaf felt the lack of these things like a sharp pain to the gut and she realized how much she actually craved them. She pushed this aside for the sake of her clan. Ivyleaf's determination to be her absolute best stems from her history, which is short and sad. Ivyleaf's mother was a respected moorrunner by the name of Softfeather. Softfeather was a skilled warrior and a feline loved by the rest of the clan. Several toms within Swiftclan had their eyes on her, but Softfeather never lead on to being interested in any of them, not even the Tom she was assigned to. One day, however, the she-cat was out hunting on her own and stumbled across a loner by the name of Kyper. Kyper was a handsome black tom with a charming smile and a flirtatious tone to his voice and it only took one conversation for Softfeather to fall head over heels for him. Softfeather was soon blessed with a bellyful of kits and tried to hide it from her clan mates as long as possible. But when her sides were bulging and she was obviously pregnant, the Swiftclan warrior confessed her treason to the leader at the time. Obviously, this news was not taken lightly and Kyper was quickly chased from the territory, never seen in the area again. Softfeather, however, was allowed to remain in the clan but was shunned by the rest of her clanmates up until the night that she gave birth. The medicine cat, a very strict tom who took the warrior code beyond seriously, refused to help the treasonous warrior with her birth. One she-cat, another queen at the time, tried to help Softfeather but knew hardly anything of medicine. The birthing queen died shortly after giving birth to two kits: Ivykit and Shadekit. Shadekit followed his mother and passed away only a few minutes after his birth. All that was left was little Ivykit, who was taken in by the other queen at the time. Ivykit grew up alone, shunned by the majority of the clan. It was mild as a kit, but as she got older and became an apprentice, Swiftclan's distaste towards her became much more apparent. There was even talk of chasing her off because 'traitors only spawned traitors'. She was given a chance, however, and because of this Ivyleaf concentrated every day of her apprenticeship training and striving to become the best medicine cat she could be. She heard stories about her mother, and how the current medicine cat had let her die. That was what drove her to choose her future rank. Not only her fascination for herbs, but her determination to prove to her mentor that even half blood cats could grow up to be worth something, and that the warrior code wasn't 'everything.


Other Ivypaw shares a strong bond with starclan,
but if she thinks breaking the warrior code is the right thing to do she will do
it. She also has ophthalmophobia, the fear of being watched or stared at.
She is constantly paranoid that someone is staring at her, so she stays
in the comfort of the medicine den as much as she can.
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ʙᴇᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʟᴇss
ᴡʜᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴛ
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ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴜsɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ

ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀs ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛ



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Name: rainmask
Past prefixes: Rainkit, Rainpaw,
Age: 112 moons
Rank: elder

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Eye color: a dull blue color that has faded with age, though still alluring.
Fur: each strand is crusted with dirt and muck, as he rarely grooms. It is curled due to his breed(Laperm)
Build: rainmask is average for a wild-cat, nothing special. A skinny, langy old feline.

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Gender: tom.
Orientation: heterosexual.
Preferred pronouns: he/him.
Mate/crush: technically still Troutfeather
Kin: his son is Gorsestar

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Personality:
Rainmask is a big mess. His personality can be said in so many ways, and often changes constantly. To say the least, he doesn't seem to genuinely care about anything. He couldn't care less about your personal life or issues, and will come off as emotionally detached and impossible to approach. He often talks to himself and observes from the sidelines, making fun of his "clan mates" just for the fun of it. This tom is extremely intelligent, and probably possesses more wit than anyone in Swiftclan. He doesn't use this superior intellect for the good of the clan- of course not! Only to brutally embarrass another cat if they merely look at him the wrong way. He may not be a skilled, muscular fighter like the majority of males- but he could send most brutes running with their tail between their legs with just his words. He could ruin reputations, families, friendships, and really any type of relationship with his verbal brutality, so I'd tred softly around him if I were you. Not that he cares; he'll do it anyway- even if you've done nothing to harm him. Rainmask is honest to the point it could drive a cat mad. He says whatever comes to his mind, no matter who you are or how fragile- he will always say what he thinks needs to be said. Rainmask doesn't think much of himself. In fact, he could care less about the life he is currently living; however, he believes the entire clan is made up of hotheaded, brainless puppets. He does what ever he wants when he wants, and doesn't give a damn about how you feel in that situation. He doesn't care if he's putting others in danger, and will deny the leader's word without hesitation. It doesn't matter how high in rank you are, you aren't stopping him from doing as he pleases. It doesn't matter to him what others think, as he himself thinks he's a piece of garbage. You can't stop a cat who truly has nothing to lose.
One of Rainmask's biggest flaws is his cynicism. He is overly skeptical of everyone he meets, refusing to trust them and often pushing them away no matter the situation. This is a tom who believes all felines are selfish and cruel, and has lost hope in all things- including himself. He's almost incapable of showing affection or that he cares about another. If he feels any of those, it will often stay inside where nobody can see it. If it does come out, he will immediately cover it up with an insult or two, and put the receiver of his praise down again. His behavior is extremely confusing, causing others to mostly avoid him. Rainmask does get lonely, despite all of this. He truly wants to have a family of his own, but has lost hope in the fact that he is capable of such a task. He's screwed up so many times that he's given up completely, and reverted to a cold, distant, mocking state. Who knows? Maybe he's depressed- he doesn't care. Regardless, he is a master when it comes to hiding his emotions, and only the most keen of eye can see through his taunting exterior. If he does happen to get particularly close to a certain individual, you may find that he grows to be very possessive over that cat. He will do nearly anything to keep them from harm- but again, will make up excuses for his "kindness". Rain is known to have a severe case of intimacy, meaning he is afraid of a closeness within any kind of relationship. His negative outlook on the world has made this so, and this is why he pushes others away. This is why he pushed his mate and son away- and avoided them until they despised him. It was better than the pain he would've felt if they had been hurt or left him in any way...


History:
If he tells you, you are probably the luckiest feline in the world.

Other:
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► Rainmask often has coughing fits due to his activeness at his age. They come at random times and some can be more severe than the rest.

► At times, Rainmask can have a bad case of dyspnea. He has occasional troubled/labored breathing, and needs to be taken to a stress free area.

► He's a professional a**hole if you didn't know already.

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[kintsugi.]

im sorry but also not sorry

even more sorry for my new character though

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We will officially be known as the Forelsket fam


what did you do dan

[carpe noctem.]

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name ashpaw
medicine cat name ashwing
age ten moons
gender tom
lineage 55% skyclan 45% windclan
sexuality bisexual
scent early morning rain + mint
voice eddie redmayne

meet ashpaw. a smaller sized apprentice with a big heart. He is a real soft-hearted cat, sweet and friendly to the cats in the clan. He likes to help with the elders, always keen on hearing a story of when swiftclan was first assembled. Though he has little care about his bloodlines, he does sometimes yearn to hold a title that makes him as proud as the pure-blood cats. That's why he trains with focus and precision to become the clan's next medicine cat. He's a bit quirky, and tends to ramble on and get nervous around that certain cat he likes. All and all, he's a lovable young tom with a kind soul. His mother was sickly when she first birthed him and his kin, and the medicine cats tried to save her, but it was just too late. His siblings had passed too, and this made him feel like it was his duty to make sure such a tragedy would ever fall upon another cat.