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

[darĸнowl]

(( darn it. Sorry. K ignore that, people ._. I wasn't thinking. I'll TRY to think of something for Lightheart and Moonshade. And sure thing. I hope it's soon! lol ))

L I G H T N I N G T A L O N

Lightningtalon smiled lightly, a light of happiness in his icy blue eyes. He caught up to her, his cream-yellow pelt bristling lightly, his head tilted lightly, he was panting. "You're faster than you look!" The tom purred, happiness obvious in his eyes. He flicked his tail lightly, and rolled his tabby shoulders, his pelt looking rather interesting near hers. He gave a small smile, his ears flicking. The jump over it hadn't been very hard, considering he was in great shape, he simply wasn't the best jumper, and his recent tendonitis had made it difficult. He gave a light smile, glancing over the river, he dug his claws into the earth underneath him, a light, contented sigh escaping his muzzle, a happy purr escaping his throat. He raised his head to sniff the air curiously, then tilted his head further. "I love the smell of a river..." He smirked.

Mood
Happy. Content.

His eyes darkened and he walked forward suddenly, crouching down, he suddenly pounced, a squeak sounding out from beneath his paws, it was a mouse that had just happened along. He bit it quickly, killing it with one hit. "Oh how nice." He purred, bringing it over to the she-cat.

♦ : F L I C K E R D A W N : ♦

♒ { Concentrating, Thoughtful } ♒

"Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry

Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?"

Flickerdawn laughed, continuing on towards the river. "And don't you forget it!" she yowled to the tom behind her. Her body was made for running. Though that came with a disadvantage for she wasn't one of the stronger fighters in the clan. In fact, her body was quite fragile. She'd known that most of her life, but it was still annoying to deal with, watching the other apprentices train and have fun while she'd have to train and practically fear for her life. It wasn't that she was a bad fighter, just couldn't handle long-term fighting. Her body would give up before her mind would. Her bone structure had formed as a small, easily breakable skeleton. It made her angry and sad. But she was the fastest in the clan and one of the best at climbing because she was agile and small. Sure she had muscle, but nothing compared to the others in the clan. Her fluffy pelt just hid that from their searching eyes. Thanks to that, she was lighter on her feet. Much lighter.
She skidded to a halt when the two clanmates finally reached the river's edge. She stood beside Lighteningtalon, catching her breath. When she heard him mumble how he loved the smell of the river, Flickerdawn broke into a smile. "Me too," she purred quietly. She sat down once she'd caught her breath, licking one paw and tracing it over one ear before lowering her head slowly towards the river. She leaned forward on the sandy shore, watching the clear water ripple slightly and caught small glimpses of the multicoloured pebbles on the riverbed. She closed her warm, amber eyes as she lapped at the cold, refreshing water. She drank happily, not noticing before how thirsty she'd been. When the bright, orange she-cat heard a sudden rustle before and no longer Lighteningtalon's voice, she jumped in surprise.
Flickerdawn whipped around in her fright, jumping in the air as she did so. Crystal-clear water droplets dripped from her muzzle, indicating she'd been clearly drinking. Her breath became quick and short and laughed nervously. "Geez... I don't know why I'm so jumpy all of a sudden..." she mumbled to herself quietly, her tail-tip flicking awkwardly. As Lighteningtalon came back, she swallowed and broke into a smile, seeing the mouse. "Well, I didn't expect to find something so close right when we got here!" she purred and blinked at him with her beautiful, seductive eyes. Her smoldering good-looks always seemed to sweep every tom off their feet. She padded right up to Lighteningtalon, regarding his handsome looks again. She blinked slowly, the sunlight sparkling in her amber eyes. She purred deeply, staring him in the eye for a moment or two, then licked his cheek. She pulled back, winking at him. "Let's share," she mewed in a silky tone. She lowered her head to take a delicate bite and licked her lips, nodding to him to eat as well. She curled her feathery tail around her paws, still smiling at the lighter tom.

[bird.]

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Hᴀᴡᴋᴘᴀᴡ
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Tᴏᴍ ▪ Cʀᴜsʜʟᴇss ▪ 9 Mᴏᴏɴs ▪ Aᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ

Hawkpaw managed to limp over to the Medicine Cat den, his front right paw lifted into the air as it curled slightly. He hoped to see Lightheart, as he wouldn't know what else to do if she wasn't able to be there to treat his wound. The tom had been out trying to 'adventure' but instead, he had broke the rules of going out into the forest alone without a Warrior. While he was weaving through the trees quickly, he tripped and stumbled on a rabbit's hole, twisting his paw as he fell and slid to slam his paw into a log. Hawkpaw had stupidly broke it, and he had hopes in Lightheart not telling the Warriors he went out alone. Although he wouldn't be surprised that the she-cat wouldn't lie to her fellow clanmates, but it would save Hawkpaw punishment. A broken paw was a good enough lesson.

Trying to balance, the clumsy apprentice stumbled into the Medicine Cat's den, only to trip and fall. He quickly rolled onto his back instead of landing on his paw. The dry dirt had spread all over his body, coating him to look a darker shade of brown. Embarrassment glowed on his cheeks as he couldn't get up. Turning his head, Hawkpaw spotted the pretty she-cat sorting herbs. She probably heard all the commotion that he caused, yet he called anyways. "Lightheart..!" His voice trailed off, yet he ended it with an exclamation as he held back a yowl of pain through his gritted fangs.

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Pᴇʙʙʟᴇᴘᴀᴡ
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Sʜᴇ-Cᴀᴛ ▪ Cʀᴜsʜʟᴇss ▪ 8 Mᴏᴏɴs ▪ Aᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ ▪ FʟᴀᴍᴇCʟᴀɴ

Pebblepaw flattened her ears against her head, giggling softly. "Rude? Oh not at all!" the grey she-cat nodded in understanding. "Yes, i wish to go training to with Lunareclipse. I haven't seen her just yet either." [ W.b. ;-; ]

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Echopaw

Echopaw smiled,losing some of his previous posture, but he still felt guilty. After all, he was convinced he had been rude and Pebblepaw was just too nice to say so. Now, he was detirmined not to be rude, and would give her his full focus, if she wanted it. His ears flicked "So, I'm guessing you haven't seen Eaglesong either." He grinned jokingly, flicking his tail over his paws, and placng his sightly damp paw down. He tilted his head, amber eyes meeting her's.

((Aww, I'm sory, I shall try to give you more to work off of, Serenity!))

[darĸнowl]

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Dazed, Confused, Tired } ♒

"The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped and I was in the darkness
So darkness I became"

A dark grey figure sat in a clearing that seemed relatively empty. The she-cat was sitting upright and still in the milky, dawn light. It was very early in the morning, but of course, the dark tabby warrior didn't find it odd to be out at such an early hour. Her eyes were shut in her silence.
Moonshade let out a tired yawn. Any cat would look at her and tell her to go back to sleep before the sun was even actually up yet, but she wouldn't sleep. She always woke early. Sometimes, on a rough night, she'd get up for a walk in the forest while the stars were still out. The nighttime was her favourite time of the day, but strangely enough, she hated sleeping. All it brought were nightmares. She couldn't remember one mindless, happy dream from her apprenticeship to now. She'd only wake up tired and scared, so what was the point? It didn't matter how long she slept, it wouldn't make a difference. Moonshade's fluffy chest contracted as she breathed in slowly, letting the fresh morning air clear her lungs. She breathed out after quite some time of holding it in. Last night... Though her outter appearance seemed solemn, silent and serene, her insides were about to explode with questions. Last night was different...
Last night, she had visited the lake shore with Wolfheart. He had been named deputy yesterday and she had only acted stupidly, feeling awkward and small beside him. But he seemed to remember that they had almost been inseperable as apprenitces, always playing and training together. Close friends. My only friend, she corrected sadly in her mind. But once they'd become warriors, for some reason, something happened. They didn't talk much and Moonshade was tossed aside once more; her only real friend her sister - Lightheart. But last night, while everyone else was asleep, they just walked along the white sand, talking, watching the waves roll by under the clear, star-dotted sky. It was good to actually be with Wolfheart again. She felt lighter than she had in countless moons. She smiled a little, wondering if he'd feel very tired since they didn't have much sleep. Moonshade looked up at the sky, seeing only a handful of stars now in the light, creamy-coloured sky. Maybe her life wasn't nothing. Maybe she was being noticed again.
Maybe... She remembered the things she had been thinking during her time spent with her old friend. How attractive he was. How strong and brave and kind he was in her mind. She sighed. Do I like him? She blinked her sea-blue eyes. The beautiful tabby looked back down, seeming thoughtful. Maybe I do. The smile returned to her beautiful face. A smile that she only shared with Wolfheart. Maybe I do..

.: L I G H T H E A R T :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Heart-Broken } ♒

"Though heavily we bled
Still on we crawl
Try to catch a cannonball.
And a slowly burning tide (oh)
Through my veins is flowing.
From my shipwreck I heard her call
And she sang

When you're tired of aiming your arrows,
Still you never hit the mark
And even if your aims are shadows
Still we're never gonna part

Come on baby don't let it break your heart"

Lightheart woke drowsily. She blinked her sleepy, midnight-blue eyes around her den, confused for a second. What exactly did she do last night? She felt blank at the moment. She tipped her head to the side as she tried to recall the previous night. Oh yes. It was Half-Moon last night. She'd gone to meet with Flameclan's medicine cat at the Moonpool just as they always did. She sighed, stretching in her nest, yawning tiredly. She'd only come home a few hours ago, probably. But she paused mid-stretch. Something else happened near that waterfall. When she'd met up with Hawkfeather, he seemed... distracted, in a way. She kept on noticing him staring at her, and she wondered why. It was weird. They were friends, unlike the other members of their clans. Medicine cats could do what they wanted, as long as it didn't break the code. But, then again, she was looking at him too. She remembered thinking he was attractive, even. She blinked. Her eyes were just as wide as the moon now as she stared at the wall of her den. Why had she been thinking that? And didn't her mother visit her in her dreams when she'd expected someone from Mistclan to speak with her?
Lightheart swallowed hard, recalling the way she'd touched the tom, sitting close to him as her heart pounded hard in her chest. Just the flick of a tail sent electric currents through her body. When it had happened, the moon seemed to have been blocked by clouds almost that instant. It was startling, the darkness. Like she was trapped in the shadowy part of the moon. Shaded from light. Shade. Now she just felt confused. Moonshade? No. No, this has nothing to do with her. With a wave of her tail, the though was gone. As much as she loved her sister, what on earth did she have to do with anything that had happened then? Not much...
As she turned her head to start cleaning, her thoughts raged on. Confusion filled her gaze. Why was she attracted to him?! This wasn't fair, this stupid rule that she couldn't mate. Maybe she liked him. That was why Starclan seemed angry. She sighed, shaking her head, growling.
When she heard a sort of thump against the ground nearby, Lightheart pricked her sharp ears intently. "Hell-" her soft call was cut off the call of her own name, followed by a sharp yowl. The white she-cat stood at once, wondering what on earth was going on this early in the day. She hopped out of her nest a nd made her way to the clearing where she treated her patients. Her dark eyes widened at the sight of Hawkpaw, covered in dirt and on his back. What in Starclan's name...? Lightheart rushed over to him at once, confused and concerned. She could see the pain flashing before the young tom's eyes and her facial expression showed her obvious puzzlement and sympathy. "Oh my dear tom what happened to you?" she mewed softly in a rushed tone. She circled him once as she asked the question, noting there was no blood. She blinked at Hawkpaw's face, tipping her head at him and shaking her head once she'd seen his paw. She didn't even need to inspect it to know it was broken. "Oh Hawkpaw," she meowed softly, smiling at him with compassion written on her face. "What on earth could you have been doing this earlly?!" She sighed, pushing him onto his side so she could look at his splayed paw properly. "Tell me what happened, Hawkpaw," her muffled voice sounded as she stuck her head through her herb storage to grab tree bark for a splint, comfrey to help heal the broken bone and chamomile to calm him down just in case he was freaking out inside.

[bird.]

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Hᴀᴡᴋᴘᴀᴡ
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Tᴏᴍ ▪ Cʀᴜsʜʟᴇss ▪ 9 Mᴏᴏɴs ▪ Aᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ

Hawkpaw laid there, his head lifting before thumping back to the ground. Dust scattered as he did so, and his ears flopped over when he tilted his head to get a view of the Medicine Cat. "Oh i uhm... I fell." Hawkpaw at least didn't lie through his teeth. It was partially true, but the tom didn't need to go into further detail. He couldn't tell if she noticed his expression of worry of her finding out; for she was a wise cat. Answering her question of the early morning, he replied, "Well.. I was one of the first up.. And i stumbled out of the den, landing on my twisted paw." Hawkpaw hoped that the white she-cat could tell he was lying. After all, Medicine Cats must always know the truth if they are having to treat and heal them. A brown striped paw wiggled up and down as he almost hissed in pain. Tears formed at the ends of his emerald coloured eyes, but were slowly pushed away.

Hawkpaw flash backed to what really happened. The sky was light enough for him to see, as the Sun wasn't even fully risen. Nobody was awake, and the first thought was to go exploring. He saw no harm to his idea, as he would try to hunt. If the tom was to bring back fresh-kill on his own, maybe he would be rewarded! Hawkpaw foolishly rushed out of the extrance sneakily before bulleting out into the forest. His paws raced as their sound pounded in his ears. The birds hadn't even woke up to start chirping. Squirrels were in the trees, and rabbits were still in there dens. The only prey Hawkpaw expected to be out, were the mice.

The clumsy tom didn't look where he was going, as he got distracted by imagining getting complimented by the Warriors by the fresh-kill he would of got on his own. "Wow! He didn't even need supervision." and, "He caught that by himself? Without the help of his mentor? Thats quite a good catch as well! What a strong and courageous tom. We are lucky to have him in our Clan." Hawkpaw had then blinked back into reality as his paws tripped over an abandoned rabbit hole. The right paw twisted all the way around before gravity through the apprentice to slide over the earth. Within a split second, Hawkpaw had felt the pain of bashing his body into a log, his then fractured paw slamming into it first, turning it to be broken.

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Pᴇʙʙʟᴇᴘᴀᴡ
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Sʜᴇ-Cᴀᴛ ▪ Cʀᴜsʜʟᴇss ▪ 8 Mᴏᴏɴs ▪ Aᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ ▪ FʟᴀᴍᴇCʟᴀɴ

Pebblepaw smiled light-heartedly again, giggling softly. Sea-grey orbs stayed focused on her denmate as her ears then pricked up. "Eaglesong? Nope! Hes probably still sleeping if you ask me." The small-framed she-cat's smile grew as her eyes danced with amusement. "I suppose you haven't seen Lunareclipse either? I am itching to go training just as you are!" Pebblepaw shifted her weight to even out on both her haunches as her head tilted back upright to look at him. [ Oh don't worry, It's not your fault. ^^ ]

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Echopaw

Echopaw grinned, "I suppose so, not many would like to wake up at this time of morning." The amber eyes of the tom echoed the light his denmate's eyes strongly. "No, I don't suppose I have. She must be sleeping too. Put mentors have so much in common!" Echopaw grinned again. He tucked his paws squarely under him, trying to even the weight On each of his paws. His amber fur ruffled slightly as a light breeze made it's way through camp.

((Today is Sunday, as you all should know, and so technically I shouldn't be on right now. I won't post as much as I want to until my parents go to bed.))

[Purple~Iris]

✷ MistClan ✷ Apprentice ✷ Appearance ✷ She-cat ✷ 12 Moons ✷ Mentor~Rainingheart✷
Mysticstar walked into camp and yawned tiredly. She needed to find Cloverstar...or someone. It was then she spotted Lightheart leaving her den.

"Ah, Lightheart can I speak to you?"

[bird.]

[ Lightheart is tending and talking to Hawkpaw in her den. ^^"

Lunareclipse is mentoring my character, Pebblepaw. C: ]

[chekoli.]

- I dreamed a dream in times gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving

Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame

And still I dreamed he'll come to me
That we would live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be
So diff'rent from this hell I'm living
So diff'rent now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed -

{ .Username. }
•DIRECTIONER•
{ .Character Name. }
"My name is Swanfeather"
{ .Gender. }
female
{ .Age. }
23 moons
{ .Clan. }
Flameclan
{ .Rank. }
warrior
{ .Desired Rank. }
"I had always wanted to be a medicine cat. I'm not the best at fighting, you see. I stayed with the medicine cat when I was a kit whenever I could. I guess I just didn't fit the bill. I have always wanted to have kits though."
{ .Description. }
She has a pure white flank, snow white, and her fur is very long, and very sleek. SHe is a petite cat, and doesn't have an ounce of fat on her body. She is very lean, and is a very fast runner. She has long claws, which she barely uses or flaunts. She is a a little bit smaller than the average cat, so she is lighter and more...aerodynamic. Her eyes are a lovely shade of Emerald green, from her mother, Swiftflower. She has a long tail, and small paws.
{ .Personality. }
Swanfeather is a very gentle cat. She loves to make people feel good, and she is the type of cat who can make another easily smile. When faced with the opportunity, she has a lot of spark, flair. She can be quite sassy, but her normal self is quite reserved. She is respectful towards all types of cats, loners, kits, warriors, and elders alike. She is very protective of her whole clan, and even though she has a lot of friends in Flameclan, she refuses to let her feelings get in the way of her loyalties. She is a very loyal cat, and has never broken the warrior code. She believes in Starclan whole-heartedly, and challenges any other beliefs.
{ .Kin. }
Her mother and sister, Swiftflower and Dawnfrost, are dead.
{ .Crush. }
"No tom catches my eye right now!"
{ .Mate. }
"No...sadly."
{ .Kits. }
"No mate, no kits."
{ .History. }
"I have a dark history. I don't wanna talk about it."

Now is the time to seize the day
Now is the time to seize the day
Answer the call and don't delay
Answer the call and don't delay
Wrongs will be righted
If we're united
Let us seize the day -

{ .Username. }
•DIRECTIONER•
{ .Character Name. }
Leopardpaw (to Leapordstorm)
{ .Gender. }
Tom
{ .Age. }
11 moons
{ .Clan. }
Mistclan
{ .Rank. }
"I'm an apprentice
{ .Desired Rank. }
"I wanna be deputy!"
{ .Description. }
He is a large tom, with leopard spots all over his body. He has large paws, and long whiskers. He has baby blue eyes, which change color, from a light blue to dark blue. He has a long, thin tail. His pelt is very thick, and short. He isn't the fastest, but he has a heavy build, and a set jaw. He sits very tall, and is very strong. He is better at fighting than he is at hunting, and since he is so heavy, usually stays behind when there is a hunting patrol. He waits untill there is a border patrol, and usually goes out on those.
{ .Personality. }
He is a fun-loving tom. He loves to make friends and hang out with other cats. Being social is one of his skills, as he can make friends with most anyone. He isn't very quiet, but is the opposite of that. Even though he has his fair share of adventure loving traits, he can be very respectful when it comes to the elders and the warriors. He is a very good listener; when he wants to be. He is quite the player, he flirts with most she-cats! Being the handsome cat he is, he is quite charming.
{ .Kin. }
none
{ .Crush. }
"I don't have a crush! I have she-cats everywhere!"
{ .Mate. }
"Ha! As if."
{ .Kits. }
"Unless your blind, I really hope your kidding.
{ .History. } :
"Nuh uh."

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{ .Username. }
•DIRECTIONER•
{ .Character Name. }
Swiftflower
{ .Gender. }
she-cat
{ .Cause of Death. }
murder
{ .Age at Death. }
21 moons
{ .Starclan/Dark Forest. }
Starclan
{ .Clan Heritage/Rogue/Loner. }
Clan Heritage
{ .Rank at Time of Death. }
warrior/queen
{ .Description [ie. fur colour/length, eyes, size, ect]. }
Swiftflower is a beautiful and sleek, one of the most beautiful cats in the clan. She has beautiful green eyes that glimmer whenever she talks anyone. She has a green pelt, and a lovely
{ .Personality. }
She loves all cats, and she loved her kit, Swanfeather. She was very protective, and if anything tried to harm her, she would attack within a moments notice. She was a great
{ .Kin - Alive & Deceased. }
Her mother, Willowspark and father Flamebreeze, both deceased. kit, Dawnfrost, deceased, Swanfeather, alive.
{ .Crush. }
none
{ .Mate. }
Darkpath
{ .Kits. }
Swanfeather and Dawnbreeze
{ .History. } (OPTIONAL):
Normal history untill she became queen. She fell in love with Darkpath, and when she told him he had kits, he tried to kill her, for he did not want them. She hid away, and had his kits. She brought them back to the clan, and gave them to a queen. When she told Darkpath, he killed her, and then was exiled forever.

[darĸнowl]

(( Accepted ))