(LOL! xD I just saw the first page, Eagletalon dislikes everyone. Ahh, well for the most part its true... heheh
And speaking of Eagletalon, I need Mistfall and Quailheart! Wherefore art thou? Don't make Eagletalon drag you out by the ears!
Although that would be hilarious. Anyways, I'm making an apprentice.

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EagletalonUgh, where are those two? I should have woken them up to begin with, the tom thought as he sat there in camp. He was just getting the idea that it might be better to just leave without them. He could patrol on his own. He was going to go do just that when Cherryflash practically exploded out of the nursery. What in Starclan? Eagletalon thought, before realizing that she must be looking for her kits. He looked around and spotted Berrykit at the edge of camp, about to go off on his own. He walked up to the little kit, and then jumped in front of him to block his path. "Well now, Berrykit, where do you think your going?" he asked, shaking his head in disapprovement.
Username: Emberrose
Cats Name: Nightpaw (Nightfeather)
Gender: She-cat
Age: 7 moons
Appearance: Nightpaw is a black and white she-cat with a smooth, sleek pelt. She has a white underbelly and forepaws, as well as a white chest and face marking running up the length of her nose. She is quite petite, somewhat small for her size, but it also makes her quite agile as well. She has light green eyes that always seem to be full of life.
Rank: Apprentice
Crush: None yet
Mate: No
Kin: Deceased
Personality: Despite what happened in her past, Nightpaw does her best to forget it and move forward. She is very kind and may sometimes get into trouble for being too curious. She rarely gets into an arguement and does not have much of a temper, mostly because she hates yelling and isn't a violent cat. She hates being alone for any extended amount of time but she can be a bit shy sometimes. She is also distrustful of any strangers.
History: Nightpaw wasn't born in the clan, so she sometimes has trouble getting a good pawhold on all of the rules and everything that's asked of her. Her parents were killed by rogues, quite a ways outside of clan borders. She was unfortunate to witness this, and managed to get away as her parents called out a warning to her in time, before they were murdered. Her paws took her away from that horrible place, and she kept moving, living on her own, though without much food, until she stumbled upon the clan. She was afraid at first, but grew to like them as she realized that they wouldn't hurt her.
Other: My favorite color is blue, and I use the oxford comma.
(Bask in the cuteness of that adorable kitty face!)