FlareClan || Burning Lies || Not Used

[☾Marked By Nyx☽]

.coralwolff. is excepted, but craab7, if Midnightmoon is an apprentice, she should be Midnightpaw, is that OK? Or do you want her to be a Warrior?

she can be Midnightpaw, ill change her name

[Wolvine]

Name:
Ottertail
Age:
30 Moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
Flareclan
Rank:
Warrior
Mate:
None
Crush:
Open
Kits:
He'd suck as a dad.
Apprentice/Mentor:
Any
Other:
His sister is Poisonfang. Sorry about the picture, I'll get a better one eventually.
Description/Picture:
Ottertail is an immature, rude, obnoxious mess of a cat. He is skilled in both battling and hunting, and he knows it. He loves to tease, and expects it to be returned to him. He respects nobody, not even the leader. As an apprentice he was difficult to train, and often pulled pranks such as bringing in a wasp nest to camp or leaving a pile of rotting fish in the Warrior's Den. Even now he does the occasional mischief. He is smart, but is very impulsive, and doesn't often think things through. He's a brown cat with black spots and green eyes.


Name:
Poisonfang
Age:
25 Moons
Gender:
Female
Clan:
Flareclan
Rank:
Warrior
Mate:
None
Crush:
Open
Kits:
HAHAHA No.
Apprentice/Mentor:
Open
Other:
Ottertail is her brother.
Description/Picture:
Poisonfang, like her elder brothers is very witty in remarks, but is even better at concealing herself. Her tongue is as sharp as her claws, and she is a skilled con artist. She has traded so many things away for what others thought useless and made them important. She is very trustworthy, but she's very stubborn. Her courage is unquestionable, though sometimes she insists on staying though the battle is clearly lost. Poisonfang has a pretty normal history, with only her grandfather being a loner. She came form a large family of clancats, having fifteen siblings, only six of whom are elder than her. Many of her siblings left for other clans, and her father, Silverfang, died several days after the birth of his last litter of kits in battle, crushed by a boulder. Her mother passed away in her sleep a few moons ago, but she never stopped for a moment. She worked her way up and proved her usefulness, just as her brother.

Name:
Windpaw
Age:
8 Moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
Flareclan
Rank:
Apprentice
Mate:
None
Crush:
Open
Kits:
Haha
Apprentice/Mentor:
Open
Other:
Nay
Description/Picture:

A pale, ashy-brown colour, Windpaw is remarkably... Unremarkable in appearance. There are, however, a few traits that give him away as an outsider, such as a narrower muzzle than the norm, larger, more pointed ears and a slight ridge on his back, that is the same colour as the flecks on his shoulders. He has white toes and dark green eyes. He has a few darker flecks on his shoulders and hips, but not many. He is very lean and tall, lightly built, and has an odd way of standing in which he puts his weight on his front legs, inclining slightly and drawing his head closer to his shoulders. His tail is abnormally long.

Windpaw is a carefree, laid-back, rebellious and wild, much like the element that gives him his name. He is also fairly lazy and does not like to work, often coming up with excuses and always preferring to take the easy way out, even if it comes back to bite him later. He is of apparently near genius level IQ, but his talents are wasted on pranks and quick insults. He is reckless and impulsive, and quick to act, thus often appears a lot stupider than he actually is. Though he may appear arrogant and self-centred, Windpaw is very loyal to his friends, and suffers from chronic pessimism, believing himself to be a useless failure. He is terrified of never being able to match the other's abilities, of being looked down on, of being a failure. Deep down he is a cowardly child, still haunted by the past he's endured. He does not believe in Starclan.

The second born in the abnormally large litter of eight, with two older siblings, Windpaw, or as he was known in those days, Angin, was from the Kingdom, a place where cats live in family groups, governed apparently by the King, however the true power lies in the rank of Warlord. The Kingdom lays at about six weeks travel, due East. His father, Jaran, was killed in war before his litter's birth, and his mother was a high-ranking commander who had little time for her children. As a result, he and his siblings were brought up by their elder sister and brother, Lebah and Katang. When he was three moons old, he was kidnapped by a lone cat who had a vendetta against the Warlord of the Kingdom. Though the plan had been originally to kill the kit, the old loner, named Briar, could not find it in his heart to do so. He travelled with Windpaw, till he found Flareclan. Shortly after leaving the kit in their care, he passed away, having contracted an illness that destroyed him from the inside (kidney failure). Windpaw remembers his family and Briar, but does not wish to return to the Kingdom, and does not speak of his place of birth.

[tidepulled]

Okay, craab7, and excepted!

[!!DarthVaderFan!!]

Name: Sootfeather
Age: 15 moons
Gender: shecat
Clan: FlareClan
Rank: warrior
Mate: none
Crush: none
Kits: none
Apprentice/Mentor: none
Other: if theres a prophecy can she be in it?
Description/Picture:

[tidepulled]

Excepted, and about the prophecy.... I'll PM you!
Oh, we can start!

[tidepulled]

Hopestar || Fair-tempered || Padding out of den ||

Hopestar twitched her ears as she padded out of her den. Flatting her ears, she grimaced at the sky, usually so bright, was cloudy and full of misery. Curling her tail, she padded down the Highrock and walked toward to Medicine Cat den, to see Blizzardfur.

Blizzardfur || Sharp-tempered, grumpy || Looking over the stocks of herbs ||

Blizzardfur hissed at herself. "Mouse-dung! I forgot to gather juniper berries last night!" Flattening her ears, she walked out of the storage room to find an angry Hopestar. "Why so grumpy?" snorted Blizzardfur quietly, trying not to wake up the sleeping Redpaw.
"I've seen an omen, but I'm unsure I should tell the Clan!" hissed Hopestar.
Blizzardfur glared at her, saying, "Well don't! Don't freak out the entire Clan!" Hopestar nodded and padded out of the Medicine Cats' den.

[sylveonite]

Moosesnarl watched Hopestar and Blizzardfur, he flicked his ear.

[tidepulled]

Hopestar || Slightly agitated || Going out of the Medicine Cats' den ||

Hopestar looked up and saw Moosesnarl. "Good morning, Moosesnarl!" she mewed, trying to brighten up from the weird conversation from Blizzardfur. 'Get yourself together, Hopestar! Remember, the omen had nothing to do with the cloudy days we are having!' she thought. 'But the omen is strangely odd... Five cats will stand, to stop the lies that form, under the mother's hand.'
"Whatever..." Hopestar muttered, shaking her pelt and mewed brightly to Moosesnarl, "You want to go on a hunt with me?"

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

Name: Tigerstorm
Age: 25 moons
Gender: tom
Clan: Flareclan
Rank: Warrior
Mate: wants
Crush: Flaretail
Kits: wants
Apprentice/Mentor: You choose
Other:
Tigerstorm is normally the one to offer to lead patrols and he really wants deputy. He sees the current deputy Moosesnarl as his path to ambition and power, he normally questions the position of Moosesnarl always attempting to show the clan Moosesnarl is the wrong choice and he should be deputy, but as his attempts fail he begins to be on Moosesnarl's side so he will choose him as deputy when he becomes a leader. Tigerstorm does not show weakness and is normally the one to get into fights or chase off trespassers, he has a soft spot for Flaretail however despite his personality he is a completely different cat when speaking to her.
Description/Picture:

Name: Lionpaw
Age: 6 moons
Gender: tom
Clan: Flareclan
Rank: Apprentice
Warrior name wanted: Liontooth
Mate: he is not soo bothered
Crush: Midnightpaw
Kits: too young
Apprentice/Mentor: You choose
Other:
Lionpaw is also headstrong, when he was a kit he was always finding ways to sneak out the nursery to adventure and worry the clan. He could not wait to be apprenticed and now he is a warrior, like Tigerstorm he is muscular and stocky so no other apprentices will be crushing him to the ground like a flee, they will be under him. His fighting skills are coming along well and he is becoming one of the best fighters in the clan and he brags about it knowing it will make a good warrior, he likes spending time with his crush Midnightpaw. He is really close to his sister Whisperpaw.
Description/Picture:

Name: Whisperpaw
Age: 6 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: Flareclan
Rank: Apprentice
wanted warrior name: Whisperbreath
Mate: impress her
Crush: impress her
Kits: too young
Apprentice/Mentor: You choose
Other:
Whisperpaw likes to mock around and play with toms. She makes them seem as if she likes them so they will do what she wants and she manipulates them for fun. But she finds most of the other toms unattractive and is not really fond of them to be friends either, she is friends with the other she-cats and likes to spend time with them. She is a bit sexist but her and her brother are really close, turning to each other for comfort, telling each other their problems and telling secrets.
Description/Picture:

[tidepulled]

Excepted!
Lionpaw with be Hopestar's apprentice and Whisperpaw will be Poisonfang's apprentice! You can RP now!