W h i s p e r c l a n . S e m i L i t . A c c e p t i n g

[dandelion love]

N a m e:
Clovermist
W a r r i o r N a m e:
^
G e n d e r:
She-cat
R a n k:
Warrior
P r o p h e c y C a t ?:
Nope.
P e r s o n a l i t y:
Though her looks and name will deceive you, she will stop at nothing to get what she wants. She can be very twist usually, and doesn't really have much of a soft spot. She doesn't enjoy kits very well, she finds them rather annoying and they tend to get in her way a lot. She doesn't like to praise people, and rather spite upon them. And by far, she has no loyalty to anyone or anything. She will give no promises, if she does, she breaks them. Because she finds promises are only made to break.
H i s t o r y(o p t i n a l):
She was born around the clan and grew up around Blackfall, though her father was banished because he fell in love with a loner. Morningstar was deputy at this time and had agreed with the leader to banish him. She was allowed to stay because she was an innocent kit at the time.
K i n:
--
C r u s h:
Maybe Blackfall
M a t e:
--
K i t s:
She don't like kits every well.
O t h e r:
Um, nope.

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(Only thing is there are no other clans, even far away. And Morningstar hasn't been a leader for very long. So you could say she hates Morningstar because she was a deputy when Clovermist's father was banished, and she had an input on that. ANd I'll reply with Crowfur in a second.)

[dandelion love]

[[ Ah, okay. I will edit around things. xD ]]

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(Alrighty :3 )

Morningstar.
She stretched out her legs as far as they would go, her feet softly touching the grassy earth below her. She was like a rabbit, bounding away to safety. Except, in this case, she was not bounding away to safety. Rather, quite the opposite. She was headed towards the one place where one did not want to go. The gorge. Eyes fixated on a spot many many fox lengths ahead of her, the leader put all her energy into the chase. Her breath came raggedly, her lungs cuold not have enough air. She felt like she was going to burst right there on the spot. But she kept going, her mind and body drilled into the rythm of her paws pouding into the ground. The dog was right behind her, his stench of a breath hot on her back. She sped forward more, stretching the gap between her and the nusiance of an animal. She was closer closer, almost there. ANd then finally, she had made it to her spot. But she was not done yet. The leader merely swerved sharply to the left, coming to a screeching halt right before the gorge, where she backed away. And just as the dog flew at her, trying to get her, Flamefoot had knocked into the beats. Morningstar watched in horror as not only the mut, but her trusted warrior as well, flew over her, into the gorge. "FLAMEFOOT NO!!!!!!" She yowled in misery, but it was too late.


Crowfur.
He smiled slightly at her, settling down in a foreign nest that was not his own. "Imagination, huh?" He chuckled quietly, but said nothing more. He merely shook his head when she offered the mouse. "Not hungry." Was all the explanation he gave her. He glanced at the she-cat before him. He remembered as kits and apprentices they had been friends. But he had become a warrior sooner, with his brother. He had veered from her, spending more time with his brother, his brother's friends, and other warriors.

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.: Dapplerain :.
Once he settle down in a nest right next to hers, and laid down n her own nest. She purred, "Yes, my very creative imagination. Remember when we were apprentices? How we saw our first fox, I swore I thought I almost saw my ghost jump out of my skin because I was so frightened." She laughed happily. She then took a little bit of the mouse since he wasn't hungry.

.: Clovermist :.
Came out of the forest. She never seemed happy. And she was never pleased with Morningstar. She still couldn't believe she would agree for her father, for that she truly hated her right now. She knew only Blackfall truly understood what it felt like to be twisted up inside, to know what hate really felt like. She basically hated all the other cats in the camp. She wish they would all find a fox and die with it.

[MemoryOfSunset]

name:breezetail
warriorname: breezetail
gender:male
rank: warrior
personality: is sweet only fights when he has too and is a loyal warrior
kin: none parents died
crush:none
mate:win his heart
kits:none
other:hi

[meijhana]

Sootface
Sootface padded off towards the camp, heeding his leader's instructions. He was not particularly fond of Flamefoot, but by no means did he wish the cat harm, and thus was praying to Starclan that the formidable warrior would make it back to the camp safely, along with Morningstar. Without a deputy, he felt that the clan was in a precarious position, because if Morningstar died, their would be no one to take her place. Morningstar is young and healthy, he thought to himself. She will have many moons ahead of her to name a deputy. As Sootface neared the camp, a familiar smell entered his nostrils, a smell that he had not scented for several moons. It was warm and welcoming to Sootface's nose, and reminded him vaguely of his mother. Sootface pushed his way into the camp, and there he saw the pretty long-furred grey tabby she cat that he had dedicated his life to protecting.

Silentpaw
As Silentpaw left the camp, she saw Clovermist walking towards the camp, the same unhappy look on her face that she always wore. Doesn't she ever smile? the apprentice thought. I swear! She must have thorns in her nest or something! Ignoring her clan mate, Silentpaw decided to prolong her freedom, putting off the retrieval of her prey for the time, and figuring that now was as good a time as ever to explore clan territory.

[puppyeyez94]

My Cats

N a m e:
Frostnose
W a r r i o r N a m e:
Frostnose
G e n d e r:
She-cat
R a n k:
Warrior
P e r s o n a l i t y:
Frostnose is a very outgoing she-cat and loves going on adventures. Even though she would defend her clan with her life, she prefers peace over violence, and is loyal to Whisperclan. She wants to be the best warrior possible, and can be stuck up at times and stubborn, but she is very nice to others, even though she will be hostile to intruders. Frostnose is a very trustworthy cat.
H i s t o r y(o p t i n a l):
She was born in Whisperclan, but got separated from her parents and clan when a very harsh snow storm came in leafbare. She was found by some twolegs. and stayed with them, wanting to escape. When she was three moons old, a clanmate finally rescued her from the twolegs. At six moons old, she became an apprentice like a normal cat.
K i n:
Hmm
C r u s h:
Open
M a t e:
Open
K i t s:
None
O t h e r:
Prophecy cat

N a m e:
Lightpaw
W a r r i o r N a m e:
Lightray
G e n d e r:
Tom
R a n k:
Medicine Cat Apprentice
P e r s o n a l i t y:
Sunpaw is a slightly independent and stubborn cat, but he loves to learn and try new things. He is a very friendly tom and very adventurous, but the knows that the path he is supposed to lead isn't the path of a warrior. It's the path of healing his clanmates as a medicine cat.
H i s t o r y(o p t i n a l):
Sunpaw was born in Whisperclan, and he's always had an interest of herbs and healing, so he spent a lot of time in the medicine cat den as a young kit.
K i n:
Unknown
C r u s h:
None
M a t e:
None.
K i t s:
None.
O t h e r:\
Nope.

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(@puppyeyez: I already told you, lovely forms but I need you to change your apprentices name. the prefix 'Sun' is reserved.

@wolfcollage: Not accepted, this is a semi-literate RolePlay.)

Crowfur.
He shifted uneasily in the nest. He didn't really remember much of his time with her as an apprentice, truth be told. He'd already started hanging out with his brother then, hanging out with the she-cat less and less. But he merely smiled vaugely. "Er, yess, kinda." He said, green eyes bright, showing no signs of unsureness. He smied at her, glad she had taken a bite of her mouse.

Blackfall
The small, sleek and well muscled tom sat just outside of camp hidden in the bushes where no one would be able to find him. A true hunter and tracker, Blackfall was an expert at concealing himself within the barest of places. He could hide n mere shadows, if it came to it. He sat, his icy silver eyes cold and unblinking as he stared out into the forest, face emotionless as ever.

Petalnose.
Her pale blue eyes widened as Sootface entered the camp. "Oh boy Sootface, look who it is! Greyflower! She's back! Can you believe it?" She purred to the ashen warrior, eyes alight with happiness. In all her excitement, she'd completely forgotten about he was supposed to be on patrol. Perhaps another cat might have wondered where everyone else was, but not Petalnose.

[puppyeyez94]

(Oooh sorry, I didn't see that.)