{BlazeClan} {Warrior cats} {Accepting} {V2}

[-Bacon]

Rootpaw watched the kit, remembering when he was that excited, than flicked her head with the tip of his tail. "No dah, silly." He teased, and then turned back to the apprentice, meeting her excited gaze with one of his own, "I'm going to be a warrior!" He announced, "Maybe I'll be your mentor!" He purred with amusement, as if Darkstar would pick him, of all cats to be a mentor. He was young, irresponsible, irrational, unreliable, and mischievous; everything a mentor wasn't. He took up Mintpaw's offer, and was the first to take a bite of the squirrel, though held the kit's gaze the entire time.

[TheBeautifulDarkness]

Mintpaw sat up and licked her lips. She was stuffed. She licked herself clean and yawned. "Your warrior ceremony should be soon!" She said happily.

[-Bacon]

Rootpaw nodded enthusiastically, taking another bite from the squirrel. "Hopefully!" He mewed in reply, concentrating mainly on the prey.

[TheBeautifulDarkness]

Mintpaw sat next to him and purred. "ill miss you with all your warrior duties" she said with a hint of sadness i her meow.

[sqtn]

Current name ::
"My name is River, Hello."
Warrior name ::
"If I ever join a clan I would maybe be named, Riverfeather, Riverheart, Bluestream, Bluefur or Jayblaze. I don't really mind what my name is."
Gender::
"I'm a she-cat"
Age:: (in moons)
"23 and a half moons"
Rank::
"I'm a rogue queen, expecting."
Rank wanted::
"I would like to join a Clan one day and be a queen there."
Personality::
"I'm sweet sensitive, I'm naturally generous and never would be too strict to other cats. Violence to me is something I would never do, but if it's to defend my family I would fight till the death for their safety. I treat other cats like family and family is what I treasure, the only thing that would hurt me the most is the death of my family.
History::
"I was first a loner, regular to be weak. I lived on a farm by a lake, the two-legs there doesn't really care what I do. But they do get really mad if I attack their birds or big four-legs. My life was boring, until the two-legs moved to a better den. Then I was lonely, the animals have died. I had nothing but just myself and prey hiding about, rats often attack me but I claw them away. But they really weaken me, it's like a battle field every day. Until, one day I saw a few cats pass my farm, they seemed quiet dangerous so I stayed away from communication with them. Suddenly I saw one of them come over, they seemed curious to this place. I was gonna try to ask why they are here, but I guess they over-power me by their health and strength. They look about, the other two go away but the one that came in didn't, I felt scared but they soon caught sight of my pelt. It was a handsome tom, his pelt shine like flames in the sunlight, his eyes blue like a jay. He looked into my eyes, I looked into his. I thought as I looked at him a friendly sign of a friend, he looked back as the other two cats called him. He gave me a nod then ran back to them, it was like he was telling me he would come again. Soon, the next day arrives, he comes again but alone. He asks me if he could help in anyway. I try not to take advantage of his kindness, but he hears my belly growl. I give out a embarrassed blush, he comes back with some food. I try to deny but I straight away eat. He smiles, then he licked my head. I blushed, he was so kind, I licked him on the nose. That was that, we fell in love. We secretly met at night by the place he called 'The Four-trees' One day, a dreaded thing happened. I was attacked by a badger, the tom came to defend me. He battled with pride, with his love for me. The badger chased me into a cave, it was small. The tom ran after the badger, my leg jammed on a rock. The cave seemed to have weaken from the badgers pushing, as it died the tom stopped the cave from falling. He aids me to escape, but as I ran out I hear a collapse from behind. I turn, my eyes could not even bare the sight of it. The tom that cared and loved me had died from the collapsing rocks, I mourned, cried each day for his death. Each day I buried prey by that very cave to remember his bravery and how he was so kind. But later on I find out that he and I were going to have a litter of kits, but instead he was not there to witness this knowledge. Now I just wonder around the forest, weak. alone."
Looks (written)::
"My fur is blue, my pattern is like a regular tabby. My fur is long mixed with short hair, my eyes are moss green."
Crush::
"I'm not even sure if I can even love."
Mate::
"The tom's name was Fireblaze"
Kin::
"My kin? I don't know, they left me as a kit when I can't even remember."
Kits::
"I'm expecting some."
Other::
"I can't really think anything else, but my family is part kittypet, part clan, part ancient and part rogue or loner."

[| valhalla |]

"I dunno to be honest - just to escape I guess." Twilightpaw mewed flattening his ears. He looked down at all the cats, some playing others fighting, warriors mentoring and apprentices learning.

[Petit Punk]

did Blitz or tiny cloud say something to misty kit or night kit?))

[Petit Punk]

hello?))

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

(Do I have to post my form again?)

[Petit Punk]

no look on the front all the cats are there))