.ＳｔｒｅａｍＣｌａｎ.Ｓｅｍｉ-Ｌｉｔ.Ｏｐｅｎ. Ｌｆ .Ｄｅｐｕｔｙ.

[Puddles.]

WhirlPaw

WhirlPaw had slected a vole from the pile. Seeing SunPaw was alone, she beckoned him. "Hey SunPaw! Would you like to eat with me?"

[Spirit Lion]

Softfeather

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She-cat
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Warrior
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No crush
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Normal mood
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In the forest - With Fallpaw going to the training grounds
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Softfeather almost couldnt hold herself back from cuffing Fallpaw as hard as she could. Her apprentice should at least try to be nice to Adderpaw because of all the teasing he gets. Taking a deep breathe Softfeather let out a low growl, her eyes locked on Fallpaw in an icy glare, "Then be nice to him and see where that gets you. Its not fair for you to not want to train with Adderpaw because he's nervous of being picked on. If he's rude to you, just shrug and walk away with out a coment. If I hear you make one little coment about a loners kit or a kittypets kit or another Clans kit, I will shred your ears and you can spend a moon in camp." Softfeather knew she was being a bit harsh, but she didnt care. She couldnt let anyone in that clearing see that even something towards Adderpaw would get in her fur and make her claws do something they should never do. "Do you understand me? You will be polite and friendly to every cat in that clearing no matter what."

(I just feel like posting something, but I get to quote it.)

[Caedis]

Sunpaw

Ears flicking, Sunpaw turned toward his denmate's voice, spotting the young she-cat with the same kind of prey as him. though, he had to put his down for a moment to respond. "Sure! Hold on a sec." with a glance to make sure Bonestar hadn't moved, he picked up his vole again, hurrying over to his fellow apprentice.

[despairz]

Silentpaw pads to Sunpaw and gives him a slight shove with her shoulder. "Hey Sunpaw!" She says. "How's the training going?" She asks, looking around the camp. She picks out a mouse and drops it at her own paws, waiting for his answer. She licks her paw and swipes it over her paw, looking at the mouse. Fat, sweet smelling, and big. Almost the size of a vole!

[bambi,]

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• N a m e : Ivytail.
• G e n d e r : She-Cat.
• A g e : 25 moons.
• R a n k : Warrior.
• D e s i r e d R a n k : She's pleased with what she's got.

P ｅｒｓｏｎａｌ

• A p p e a r a n c e : Ivytail is a smaller she-cat with short legs and small, dainty paws. She has warm chocolatey brown eyes that are generally very welcoming. Ivytail has a very kind, motherly appearance, but don't let her innocent look fool you. Despite her size, Ivytail has plenty of fur. Ivytail has a thick coat of fluffy multi-coloured fur, which gives her the appearance of the breed commonly known as a "tortoiseshell cat". Ivytail has mesmerizing leafy green eyes.
• P e r s o n a l i t y : Ivytail is generally a nice she-cat, but she can have a bit of a temper. Ivytail prefers things to be done her way, but she doesn't always voice her opinion, which makes it hard for others to know what really is "her way". Ivytail can be quite stubborn at times too and can hold a grudge for quite some time. Ivytail isn't really much of a speaker to begin with, but once you get her talking, she may not stop.
• H i s t o r y : Ivytail doesn't have a really interesting or memorable history. She was born into a clan like many other cats along with several other siblings, although many of them didn't it make it past the first few weeks. Ivytail and her brother Redpaw were the only two surviving kits from the litter, but Redpaw passed away as an apprentice. Ivytail and Redpaw had both been exceptionally small cats, with Redpaw being the smaller one. Redpaw hadn't been large enough to take the blows from an attacker and so forth, was not able to fight the inflicted injuries. Ivytail was deeply hurt, but she wasn't too shocked. She knew very well that everyone would die one day and she had never been very close with her brother anyways while he was alive. As a kit, Ivytail had preferred to play with the other kits over her anti-social brother, which never lef the opportunity for her to really get to know him. Ivytail went on without her brother and earned her Warrior name alongside her fellow denmates.

Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓ

• F a t h e r : Graytooth [Deceased].
• M o t h e r : Blossomcloud [Deceased].
• S i b l i n g s : Redpaw [Deceased].
• S e c r e t C r u s h : N/A.
• C r u s h : N/A.
• M a t e : N/A.
• O f f s p r i n g : N/A.

[Spirit Lion]

(Accepted, I'll let the owner know.)

[Caedis]

{*Grumbles* Had to post for Sunpaw twice cuz my computer deleted it.}

Sunpaw

Sunpaw huffed, turning to wrinkle his nose at yet another of his denmates. "Morning to you too." He greeted, once he'd set down his vole between his forepaws, laying down on his belly. "And not bad, I'm just waiting for my mentor so I can get out of camp." He could've said Bonestar, and not mentor, but he doubted it'd be a good conversation-starter to brag about having the clan leader for a teacher. "Anyways, you guys wanna see if you can come out with us after?"






{I'm gonna throw in a rogue to make things interesting.}

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• N a m e : "It's Axel."
• W a r r i o r N a m e : "What?"
• G e n d e r : "Does Axel sound like a girl's name to you?"
• A g e : "I'm.. I'm seven moons." {In reality he's five moons, but he's a larger breed of cat.}
• R a n k : "I guess you'd call me a rogue."
• D e s i r e d R a n k : "I'm sorry?"

P ｅｒｓｏｎａｌ

• A p p e a r a n c e : A young Savannah Cat, mix between a domestic cat and a serval, almost leopard-like in appearance; will always be bigger than the average cat. He wears a red bandanna around his neck. Axel often uses his size to his advantage, claiming he's older than he is, and to appear more intimidationg. It would only be natural for him to use it to overpower opponents as well, even if it does make him a bigger target for attack. nothing all that special about his looks, save him not being -entirely- a domesticated cat.
• P e r s o n a l i t y : Axel's always been a fighter, independent. He was the first to wander away from the safety of his mother, and though he loved his litter-mates like any brother would, he was never really clingy of them, never uncomfortable or afraid of being separated from them. But that was when he knew they were always close by.
  He's actually a very emotional cat, for someone so comfortable being on his own. He's not scared or timid, far from it in fact. But he gets upset easy, perhaps because he always tries to do everything on his own, he doesn't like to get others involved in his problems. He can find himself taking on more than he can handle without even trying. And he's actually rather sensitive.. maybe because he went from being the top cat among his litter-mates to lost and alone in the wild. He doesn't have anyone to fall back on anymore.
  And more recently he's found he hates being fussed over, especially when the one doing it is blowing things way out of proportion. He just feels it's pointless, it won't help anything anyways. Why cry over something when you could be trying to make it better? And part of this is that he hates being the center of attention.
  Surprisingly enough though, he didn't change all that much after the incident that made him a rogue. He'd had to fend for himself more, but he was used to it. The one big thing that changed, was a sudden obsession over the bandanna on his neck. He refuses to remove it, and would probably bite the cat's paw off that dared to try. He feels it's the only thing he has left of his family that he'd left behind. Though if asked, he'd probably just say he liked the look, which wouldn't necessarily be lying.
• H i s t o r y : Axel lived with his mother, father, and siblings for a few months in a twoleg's home. But she was old... and only shortly after she died another twoleg abducted them, separating him from his parents and stuffing him into a carrier with his littermates. The twoleg was a breeder, the owner of a 'kitten-mill', and had eagerly been awaiting the woman's death so he could steal them, and make a quick buck. Axel managed to escape from the carrier in the car, which'd been on it's way to wherever this twoleg meant to sell him and his siblings, and then from the monster too, only through a stroke of luck. But he was the only one to make it that far, he doesn't know where his brothers and sisters are now.
  Up until now Axel has been wandering, not quite sure what he's doing with his life, claiming he's older than he really is, with his size to back him up, to avoid pity and sympathy. At least as much as he would get if he were thought to be younger. Currently he's circling the border of StreamClan, hesitant to make a move, to step onto clearly claimed territory. Only he's got nowhere to go, so he's just as hesitant to pass up a group of cats that might be able to help him. Much as he'd like to, he's too little to live on his own. If he got sick or injured too badly, he didn't know how to treat it. It would be the end of him.

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• F a t h e r : Rounen - Location Unkown
• M o t h e r : Atoli - Location Unknown
• S i b l i n g s : Ziggy/M - Location Unkown
  Sheena/F - Location Unknown
  Holly/F - Location Unkown
• S e c r e t C r u s h : "Like I have time for that."
• C r u s h : "Did you hear me?"
• M a t e : "I don't know anybody. How could I have a mate?"
• O f f s p r i n g : "Ask me that again and you won't be able to have any. Can you not see I'm too young?"

[Thunder.]

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Bramblepaw shoved a horsetail stem into a pool to soak it overnight. He then pawed out the dried herbs and laid them outside the den. He twitched an ear. There was a lot more for him to do. Sighing, he picked up a poppy head and dropped it near the other ones.

[.Sweet-Paradise.]

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• N a m e : "My name is Snowheart."I made sure to check that no other cat had the name, anyway, her name is Snowpaw because she does blend in with the snow and because I wish there was snow here now.. yeah.
• G e n d e r : "A tom would totally be named Snowheart, I know. OBVIOUSLY I'm a she-cat."
• A g e : "I'm 21 moons old.
• R a n k : "I'm a warrior"
• D e s i r e d R a n k : "Warrior for the win! I'd also like to aim high and hope to be deputy someday."

P ｅｒｓｏｎａｌ

• A p p e a r a n c e : Snowpaw is a bit masculine, but still short. She has a snow-white pelt with a slightly darker colored head and a muzzle that goes back to white. She has water blue eyes that turn piercing apple green in light. Look at this cat closely and you'll notice that her eyes are actually blue and green since the green is aqua green and tints into blue.
• P e r s o n a l i t y : I'm not going to say I didn't warn you, but Snowpaw is a bit violent when you mention her Kittypet mother. She will not hesitate to knock you out at the mention of her. She loves her family very much. The girl is sarcstic and can be a little jokester. She uses her small structure to her advantage and is witty and smart, but she does have some emotional problems.
• H i s t o r y : Her mother, Marilynn, had been a kittypet and had wanered to the forest and met her father, Shadowfang. Now you all know how that mushy stuff goes. So later when Snowheart was born, Marilynn named her Snow. Shadowfang had argued and said she needed to learn about life in the clan and refused to call her Snow, but Snowkit. Marilynn had agreed later but said that Snow's younger brother, Jaye, would be kept as a kittypet. Snow loved her brother very much and always went back to visit, thus becoming closer to her mother and brother than to her father. Later her mother birthed 3 more kits, but 1 didn't survive and so there were two. One tom and a female. Her father had demanded the tom but her mother argued, resulting in a fight. While this was going on, Snowheart, now an apprentice, snuck her siblings out to the clans. Later word came that her mother was dead She of course, hated and shunned her father, but later found her father was dead too. She never found out how, but it haunts her to the day.

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• F a t h e r : Shadowfang- dead
• M o t h e r : Marilynn-dead
• S i b l i n g s : Jayepaw-alive
  Oreokit-Alive
  Creamkit- alive
  Unnamed- dead
• S e c r e t C r u s h : "Not only do I not have one but this question doesn't have a point. Makes no sense. Is useless. If Someone had a secret crush, why would they display it for the world to see!?!?"
• C r u s h : "Isn't this the same as above? Again with the no point!"
• M a t e : "No."
• O f f s p r i n g : "BYE!!!"

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• N a m e : "My name used to be Jaye, but now it's Jayepaw, but most cats spell it Jaypaw."
• W a r r i o r N a m e : "I wanna be Jayefang and the same suffix as my dad!"
• G e n d e r : "I look like a female? It's the pink collar isn't it? I can't get it off... I'm a tom by the way."
• A g e : "I'm twelve moons old! I may be small, but I wouldn't lie about my age!"
• R a n k : "I'm an apprentice, But I cannot wait to be a warrior.
• D e s i r e d R a n k : "I'm fine with growing up and being a warrior

P ｅｒｓｏｎａｌ

• A p p e a r a n c e : He is a small cat, looking more like 6 moons than 12 with a sleek black coat and a bright pink collar that is leather and hard to chew off. It's hard to tell wether his eyes are green or hazel and whatnot, but not very obvious, they are green.
• P e r s o n a l i t y : He's a kind tom, unlike his sister, he explains everything until you get what he's talking about and is very smart. He honestly didn't care much about his mother and only hoped for clan life, which he now has. The young tom is a little prideful, but is easily embarassed at the mention of his collar. Other cats say he won't make it as he grows and the fcollar will choke him, but he just says to wait, as he knows that his collar will come off at a point in time.
• H i s t o r y : Jaye was kept as a kittypet. Jaye was very close to his sister ince she visted ever co often and told him about clan life ad warrior code ad Starclan. He wanted to be in the clan very much! When his siblings were born, he hoped they would be kept so he could leave! When his brother died he was very sad, as he was his favorite. When his father had demanded a tom, Jaye felt unwanted that his father hadn't asked for him. His mother argued and there had been a fight. Snowheart stole her brothers and sister away and hid them until word came that their parents had died. Jaye thought they'd killed each other, but he never did find out.

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• F a t h e r : Shadowfang- dead
• M o t h e r : Marilynn-dead
• S i b l i n g s : Snowheart- Alive
  Oreokit-Alive
  Creamkit- alive
  Unnamed- dead
• S e c r e t C r u s h : "Snowheart is right.. This is kinda pointless..."
• C r u s h : Nope.
• M a t e : "Snowheart says I'm too young.. And I agree."
• O f f s p r i n g : "I'm too small!"

[houndjaw]

. w h i t e p o o l .

whitepool's sound of surprise was muffled as his apprentice brought all his weight crashing down on him, thus earning him a ringing ear. but he didn't dawdle; instead, he found a loophole that would have ended adderpaw's life if he had been a real threat. the young tom had forgotten to keep himself balanced, and through this the older warrior flipped him with an adept twist of his paw. it should have tumbled the lighter tom until he had no paws underneath him, from then whitepool would progress into a vicious end with a snap to the neck, though he was unsure if adderpaw had actually seen his move coming. the apprentice's face was set in stone, impossible to tell what was racing through his mind.