<.:Flameclan & Mistclan:.> V.2 - Semi-lit

[darĸнowl]

(( Yeah I think they should be relatively close. Wolfheart's should be in the middle of the den by now since he's deputy, and there are only two warriors older than Moonshade so she should be around that circle :3 ))

[darĸнowl]

✷ MistClan ✷ Apprentice ✷ Appearance ✷ She-cat ✷ 12 Moons ✷ Mentor~Rainingheart✷
Mysticpaw stayed until she was sure the new arrival was sound asleep. Her blue eyes blinked slowly as she studied Darkpelts unkempt form, but it was under the messy fur and tired body she saw the truth. He was a well trained tom and as lethal as a warrior if her suspicions were correct. Standing to her paws she began to walk backs towards camp to inform her leader of their guest.

"I'll be back soon Darkpelt...I hope you will be welcomed..." she murmured softly

-ah thanks Dark

.: D A R K P E L T :.

From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will light those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away

Darkpelt ears swiveled around toward where Mysticpaw's soft voice had sounded near him and he twitched as started to wake. His deep blue eyes fluttered open sleepily, looking heavy and half-asleep. The black tom looked at the apprentice, stretching his powerful jaws wide as he yawned. His sharp, white fangs glinted in the early morning light and he smiled, licking his lips. "Sure thing.." he mumbled. I hope I'll be welcomed... He stood after she turned to leave, squeezing out of his tiny burrow he'd been sleeping in and shook out his midnight pelt. After another yawn escaped his jaws, he started to give himself a thorough cleaning. As he lapped at his long, fluffy pelt, he noticed in disgust how dirty his fur was. Nonetheless, he continued picking tiny burrs out and pulling out the dirt and forest debris. "Ah well, " he murmured under his breath, "The perks of being a loner." After he had finished his long grooming, his tongue nearly felt exhausted from the effort and speed he'd exerted on himself to clean properly until he'd looked somewhat clean again.
Once content with his appearance again after a long time of trekking through harsh weather and strange lands, he sat down. With his back straight, ears pricked and sharp, icy eyes alert, he planted his paws and waited silently for Mysticpaw's return. He curled his sleek, black tail over his paws neatly and let out a long sigh.

(( No Prob, Iris ))

[bird.]

OOC;
May i reserve two apprentices in MistClan
and a male Warrior in FlameClan?
C:

[darĸнowl]

(( Of course! ))

[bird.]

-{ I want you to want me - Gary Jules } -

{ .Username. }
Serenity.
{ .Character Name. }
"My name is Pebblepaw."
Pebblepaw was named on a chilly, Leafbare day. The trees were leave-less, no sign of green anywhere. The only colour around was black, white, and gray. A snowfall had just stopped, and Pebblepaw was born to be the only grey she-cat in the Clan then.
{ .Gender. }
"Why do you have to be so cruel?"
Pebblepaw is a she-cat, and she is glad to be the gender she is.
{ .Age. }
"I am 8 Moons."
{ .Clan. }
"FlameClan."
{ .Rank. }
"Apprentice."
{ .Desired Rank. }
"I only wish to be Warrior."
{ .Description. }
Her little body was dark with medium length hair, while her eyes were dusty sea grey as well. She has a small frame, being the smallest cat in the Clan. The advantages is that she is able to crawl through small spaces and be able to escape quickly, as her little body is a silent mover.
{ .Personality. }
Ravenkit is a quiet, sensitive she-cat. She is very fragile and her feelings are easily hurt. The black kit is soft and gentle, and has a heart heart for all cats. Ravenkit is kind-hearted and is a huge softy. Just because she has a big heart, doesn't mean she doesn't have the words to spit, claws to shred, or that she can't pack a punch. All together, Pebblepaw is one, tough, cookie.
{ .Kin. }
Batwing - Father
Milkfur - Mother
{ .Crush. }
"I have none."
{ .Mate. }
"I don't think any male will like me."
{ .Kits. }
"I love them."
{ .History. }
Pebblepaw was born the only kit out of the litter. It was an astonishment to the clan, and she was almost dead before she was born. The little she-cat was lucky to be born alive and not sick, thanks to the lovely Medicine Cat. Her mother Milkfur caught a deadly disease and was to weak after giving birth to re-gain her strength. Her father Batwing had gone to Starclan fighting in a war, giving up his life for his clan he had grew up in. She grew up being lonely, always having that hollow feeling inside her. Pebblepaw was the last of her family, and now she was alone.



- { If we ever meet again - Timbaland ft Katy Perry } -
- { How to save a life - The Fray } -

{ .Username. }
Serenity.
{ .Character Name. }
Blizzardstorm
{ .Gender. }
Tom
{ .Age. }
25 Moons
{ .Clan. }
FlameClan
{ .Rank. }
Warrior
{ .Desired Rank. }
Warrior
{ .Description. }
Blizzardstorm has no unique body descriptions. He has a clear, fluffy white pelt with luminous, electric icey blue eyes. His fur is soft and a little bit long. The white tom is slim and tall, big as well.
{ .Personality. }
Blizzardstorm is a quite, strong cat. He is quick-witted, and very clever. Most of the time he is silent and uses his body language, yet he will speak ever now and then. The Warrior usually locks up his feelings.
{ .Kin. }
Redsky - Father - Mottled Red tom - Deceased
Willowbreeze - Mother - Silver Tabby - Deceased
Adderfang - Brother - Brown Tabby - Deceased
Petalpaw - Sister - Orange Tabby - Deceased
{ .Crush. }
"No."
{ .Mate. }
"No."
{ .Kits. }
"No."
{ .History. } (OPTIONAL):
Blizzardstorm never talks about his history. It is locked up with his heart.
He had a mate, a mate who was pregnant. After that, Blizzardstorm doesn't mention any details further. His whole family were killed in a freak fire, and he won't forgive himself that he let them go.



-{ Animal - Neon Trees } -

{ .Username. }
Serenity.
{ .Character Name. }
Hawkpaw
{ .Gender. }
Tom
{ .Age. }
9 Moons
{ .Clan. }
MistClan
{ .Rank. }
Apprentice
{ .Desired Rank. }
Warrior
{ .Description. }
Hawkpaw is a brown tabby. If you look closely, you will notice that he has all different kinds of shades of brown. No colour is individual, except the ginger and white on his muzzle and chin. He is quite lean and strong, being big for his age. Usually, the tom is a bit big for his own paws, being as clumsy as he is.
{ .Personality. }
Hawkpaw is quite a flirt. He loves to clumsy, and is always willing to take an adventure.
{ .Kin. }
Nightbreeze - Mother - Black she-cat - Deceased
Thornfur - Father - Brown tom - Deceased
Antpaw - Brother - Deceased
{ .Crush. }
None
{ .Mate. }
None
{ .Kits. }
None

{ Oh my gosh i am so sorry that my forms are all crappy. Its midnight and i have no muse, but i managed to make at least something out of it. xD Sorry that i got the clans and cats mixed up with the ones i reserved! ;A; }

{EDIT: I edited Blizzardstorm's history a bit. C:}

[fireflies.]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=pl ... TfY7kblz1g
And that love that we fatally made
And the doves that took it away
And the love that you said it can't stay
It went away


{ .Username. } ~Icy~
{ .Character Name. } Icepaw(Icesong)
{ .Gender. } Female
{ .Age. } 7 moons
{ .Clan. } Mistclan
{ .Rank. } Apprentice
{ .Desired Rank. } Warrior
{ .Description [ie. fur colour/length, eyes, size, ect]. } Silver she-cat.Has a thin pelt so sometimes can be cold more easily than others.Has spots over her body.She has pretty green eyes.She's an averge cat for her age.She also has thorn-sharp claws that can wound a foe badly.
{ .Personality. }
Quite sharp-tounged and stubborn.She won't hesitate for a second to her opinion.Hot-headed and fiesty.However she does have a gentle side and if you are a true friend to her she will be very loyal to you.He does hold grudges so it isn't easy for her to forgive.When she's angry she can hurt you with words instead of claws.Her mood swings very easily.Sometimes she can be very cheerful.The next moment she can be as cranky as a badger.She is very smart though and will normally remain calm and look for a solution during a crisis.



{ .Kin. } Nightplet-dead-ate something bad
Riverheart-dead-killed by a rouge
Honeypaw-dead-fell
{ .Crush. } No one
{ .Mate. } No one
{ .Kits. } I'm barely a kit myself!
{ .History. } (OPTIONAL):

[darĸнowl]

(( Both accepted. Thanks for joining! You may post now if you'd like. Just as a quick run-through, all the ranks and everything are on the front so go ahead and look as many times as you want to check who's who and where they're from. Also, I'm not going to bother explaining all the relationships because they're on the front too. The current RP time is early dawn so you can basically just start out by your cats waking up or something. The basic story line and reason why there are two separate clans are aaround 6 moons ago or so { not literally, just as a base to start out } there was a battle between Flameclan & Mistclan over a dispute against border rights. You know, who get's the bigger side of the clearing, random accusations of stealing prey, the usual stuff. The fight lasted an entire night, ending at Dawn with a few dead; you could make that the cause of death for any character you'd like to just pop in for a bit like a mentor or friend of some sort. Now, they're trying to forget about the fight, but the two clans still are distrustful of one another. That's basically what's supposedly started before we started posting c: ))

[darĸнowl]

(( Please check the front for your character's mentors/apprentice C; ))

[lucee]

[Eeep. Fawndapple has apprentice D: Heh, it's okay. I need to think up a post now :l ]

[bird.]

{ Thank you! I'll start a post with my characters in just a sec. ^^ Oh, DarkHowl, you switched my cats with their Clans. :3 Its the opposite lol, and i edited Blizzardstorm's history a bit. }