Palejaw
"You might not see me, but I see you." Current Name: Palejaw
Future Names: Probably none
Age: 35 moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Future Rank: none that are going to happen soon.
Parents: Cypressflower & Lightningstrike
Siblings: Hornetclaw & Wrensong
Other Family: Greypaw(light)
Friends: Open
Enemies: Open
Appearance:
Palejaw is a large tom, at least when you're looking at length and width. With long fur and broad shoulders, Palejaw can seem rather fluffy, though under all that fluffy is muscle. He looks like a mix of a Maine Coon and Siamese, most of his coat is white or maybe a pale silver-grey, with darker tabby points. His eyes are a cold blue somewhere between an ocean blue and a frosty ice blue. His broken jaw isn't the only thing to mar his once handsome face. A few nick little one ear, making them a bit odd to look at, and of course not all the skin and fur on his jaw grew back, much less correctly. Long fur covers the rest of his scar's, though you won't find many, as he doesn't scar very easily.
Personality:
While young Palejaw is a rather cold-hearted cat, at least on the surface. He often doesn't speak, but it's normally critical and harsh when he does. Some may call him fox-hearted, he says that he's just brutally honest. Palejaw likes to keep busy and can be found hunting or patrolling nearly a hundred percent of the time. What little time he does get to him-self is spent, eating or sleeping. Palejaw doesn't have much of social life, and because of it will sometimes miss social cues. Misunderstanding sarcasm has lead to him calling others mouse-brained - or worse - more than once. It could be noted that Palejaw intends to stay in the background, always there but never noticed. Some could call him sly or cunning for such a trait, but so what if he finds out that his sister's mated to a loner with such a trait.
Background:
Palejaw was born to Cypressflower and Lightningstrike some thirty-plus moons ago, next to his sister Wrenkit and Hornetkit. From a young age, he knew that he'd become the leader of Summitclan, he liked the sound of it. Palestar, Leader of Snowclan! His sister would be the soft-hearted medicine cat, and his brother Hornetkit would be his loyal deputy. This fantasy played out well into his apprenticeship, until an accident. While he was hunting, Palepaw overpowered his jump and landed on some slick ice. Unable to keep balance, he fell at an awkward angle. He awoke the next day with a broken jaw, unable to heal it and with little hope of healing it, Palepaw's heart broke. Dream's shattered Palepaw seemed to fade, while his life seemed to stop, his parents and siblings' lives went on. For half a moon, Palepaw lamented his new deformity, only to find that he had heard more gossip than ever. So he honed his skills at fading into the background, later hearing of another cat that had broken their jaw. A cat he soon started to emulate. It took a while, but Palepaw soon figured out how to hunt with his not quite right jaw. His siblings became warriors a full two moons before him, but that was fine with him. He had better things to do.
Sexuality: Pansexual Demi-romatic
Crush: Open
Mate: None
Kits: Opalblossom
Other: None
Voice Claim: Shemar Moore
Playlist: Sick Boy - The Chainsmokers
Cradles - Sub Urban
My Immortal - Evanescence
Stand my ground - Within Temptation
No Glory - Skan & Krale
Popular Monster - Falling in Reverse
Greypaw
"Small things can be amazing too."
Current Name: Greypaw
Future Names: Greylight
Age: 11 moons
Gender: tom
Rank: Apprentice
Future Rank: Warrior
Parents: Foxwhisker & Echomask
Siblings: Wasp-paw, Heronpaw & Mistkit
Other Family: Palejaw, Opalblossom
Friends: Open
Enemies: Open
Appearance: Greypaw like his name would suggest is on the small side, looking much younger than he is. Though his fur is rather long and thick, keeping him warm in snowy days. Like many of the older apprentices, he tends to have more muscle than fat. Bright amber eyes are set evenly on his face, surrounded by grey fur. His entire underside is white, including his paws, lower legs, underbelly, tail tip, throat, jaw, and chest. Darker grey tabby stripes splash his coat, adding dimension to his fur. Greypaw also has a small scar on the back of his left ear.
Personality: Greypaw is a loud and excitable young tom, he likes to be the life of the party. Greypaw always tries to stay positive to the best of his ability. He could be called obnoxious, and a load of other names. He's also quite the flirt, though even he as his limits. Cat's that are mated is saved from his flirting, which means any cat of any age or gender will end up being flirted with. of course, Greypaw also excludes loners and rouges from his flirtations. In fact, Greypaw can become rather hostile with cats outside the clan. Even as going as far as unnecessarily attacking intruders. Maybe that will change, maybe it won't. But either way, Greypaw is loyal to his clan and his family. He's also especially protective of young kits and expectant queens. Though he does hold his cousin Palejaw in high regard.
Background: Greypaw was born in a harsh leaf-bare next to his sister's and brother, Waspkit, Heronkit, and Mistkit. His mother Echomask was the one to name all four kits, as their father Foxwhsker had died a moon before. Mistkit took after their mother with her pale calico coat, while Waspkit and Heronkit took after their father with long red-brown fur. Greykit looked more like a mix, with a bi-colored grey and white coat and his father's amber eyes. So the grieving mother favored Waspkit and Heronkit, while Greykit and Mistkit barely got enough milk to survive the first few moons of a life. Sadly, one-night Mistkit wandered out of the camp to get something to go hunting and was never found. Greykit and his sibling mourned Mistkit's apparent death, while Echomask seemed to not even notice. It was around this time that Palejaw took notice of the young tom. He soon found that Palejaw's mother was his aunt, making them cousins. For some reason, the older tom took him under his wing. Greykit soon became Greypaw, and eagerly took to training as a fish does to water.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Crush: None
Mate: none
Kits: too young
Other: Nope
Voice Claim: Christian Kane
Playlist: Horns - Bryce Fox
Mad World - Smash into Pieces
Where Did The Agnels Go - Papa Roach
All Around Me - Flyleaf
Raise Your Banner - Within Temptation
Everybody Wants To Rule The World - Lorde
Servalnose
"Pain is temporary. Quitting is forever."Current Name: Servalnose
Future Names: None
Age: 53 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Future Rank: Elder
Parents: Dewlight& Jackalpelt
Siblings: Scorpionfang, Softheart, Nightpaw,
Willowpaw, and Snakepaw
Other Family: Unknown
Friends: Open
Enemies: Open
Appearance:Servalnose is a slender but tall feline with a body built for speed and agility. Her fur is rather short but very thick and under said fur are powerful muscles. Twolegs would describe her as a chocolate calby, or in simpler terms, a brown calico tabby. Most of her body is white, with a few medium-sized patches and a smaller ginger patches. She is also a spotted tabby she-cat so unlike the normal tabbies, she's a bit exotic. Servalnose also has bright green eyes.
Personality:Servalnose is a quiet but intelligent soul, with a hardened heart. Her loyalty will always be her best and worst trait, along with her stubbornness. While friendly and polite, she won't think twice about calling others on their crap. This feline tends to go with the flow of things, making note of the happening around her and using them against others at just the right moment. While she's not a master manipulator, she does have a knack for getting what she wants. But she's not gossip, truthfully she hates gossip to the point she actively tends to glare at those who are. Servalnose is rather work-oriented, mostly because she sees it as a way to ease her burdens and pay for her sins.
Background:Servalnose was born in a much warmer climate, the desert to be exact. How did she get here you ask? I have one word for you. Twolegs. She was born in Oasisclan, which you guessed it lived in an Oasis. Her kithood and apprenticeship were fairly normal, and so was the beginning of her time as a warrior. But the clan was getting small, too small to sustain its self. So Servalnose and two other cats were sent off to a twoleg city to gather loners and maybe some Kittypets to join. Servalnose quickly realized that the small group would probably not return. One clan member was lazy, the other to aggressive to get any cats to join. This proved true when twolegs with nets found them a few days after they reached the city. Between that and waking up everything was a blur, a few sunrises later she found herself on a whole other place not a speck of sand in sight. With no hope of returning to her clan, Servalnose wallowed for nearly three full moons, before realizing that if there was one clan out there, the probability of another clan being out there was high. It took many moons, but eventually, Servalnose found her current home. She rather likes it here, even if she does tend to freeze half to death every leaf-bare.
Sexuality: Bi-curious
Crush: Open
Mate: Ratclaw, Open
Kits: none
Other: None
Voice Claim: Helen Sadler
Playlist: So Cold - Ben Cocks
Hit and Run - LOLO
Endless War - Within Temptation
Pardon Me - He Is We
Run Boy Run - Woodkid
Thoughts and Prayers - Grandson