Boulderclan (NEW AND ACCEPTING!)

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Smallnose appeared from her den, golden fur shimmering. "Alright, Hawkpaw." She mews with a swift nod of her head. The medicine cat then stepped out into the open and strode to the fresh-kill pile.

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Pinemist yawned, following Berrywhisker, glancing at his sister and then disappearing out the entrance to go find something to do. Before long, he almost bumped into Blazingfire. He gave her a quick nod, "Oh, I'm sorry, Blazingfire." He mews quickly. "Nice catch."

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[lovercat976]

(Sorry but you keep saying Low Muse lol what does it mean?)

Blazingfire turned her head to see Pinemist had run into her. "Good job fur ball." She purred before picking her prey which she had dropped when Pinemist had run into her. "Thanks." She mumbled through her two mice and her vole.

[.Green.]

Hawkshadow found the yarrow he was after and started plucking the bitter tasting leaves. He gathered enough for now and thought about looking for juniper berries since one was close by.

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[Kind of like writer's block. I just don't have a lot of writing juices. xD]

Pinemist fur prickles and he feels heat in his cheeks and he smiles sheepishly. "Sorry, again." The tom mews lightly.

[lovercat976]

Blazingfire rolled her eyes teasingly before she brushed past Pinemist and headed into camp. She padded over to the fresh-kill pile before dropping her kill in it.

[beryl]

{Um.. Sorry for all the detail? XD These are just my signature characters that I use, so, I'm just keeping their forms the same. I hope that's alright. .~.

ｎａｍｅ;;
"My name is Cinderpaw, for my black pelt, I would like my Warrior name to be Cinderflower."

ｒａｎｋ;;
"Well, Apprentice of course! I would have thought, that my size, would give it away!."

ａｇｅ;;
"I'm Ten moons, almost ready to be a Warrior!"

ｇｅｎｄｅｒ;;
"Shall I bring you to the Medicine den to get your nose checked? I'm a female."

ｆａｍｉｌｙ;;
"Oh.. Their out there."

ｍａｔｅ/ｃｒｕｓｈ;;
"Well, no. I don't think any Tom would want a Blind cat. So, I don't have a crush." She may, or may not have a crush on Breezepaw.



ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ;;
"I do not dislike much, but I certainly do not enjoy being around annoying cats, and not being able to be a full Warrior is my worst nightmare. Some cats may have more dislikes, as every cat should, but I like to see the world to it's fullest, even in harsh time. Some may say, that my blindness has helped me see that way. I certainly think it's true.



ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ;;
Cinderpaw is a gentle, intelligent and caring cat, with many worries. Honeslty, she would try to save any cat in trouble, if it was their time of need. May the cat be one of her clan mates, from a rival clan, rouge, even kittypet, she would try to help it. She even has a sweet spot for other animals. One time, she had found a injured Humming bird, which was too small to eat, and she brought it back and helped to save it. In one moon's time, it was well enough to fly again, so she let it go. Cinderpaw will not let her blindness get in her way. She was born with it, so having the loss of sight was only natural. Her sense of hearing and smell are quite defined, and you would probably find it tough to sneak up on her, and would probably get a scolding. Even though Cinderpaw is known for her sweet nature, she has a dry sense of humor, often joking when around grumpy cats to cheer them up. She may often use it when she's in a bad mood, talking sarcastically and having a short temper. Cinderpaw can also have a sharp tongue, when annoyed and pressured. Cinderpaw had always wanted to be a Warrior cat, ever sine she was dropped off in Marshclan. Even though, many cats said she couldn't do it, Cinderpaw won't let them control her life. Without her sight, it makes fighting other cats and animals difficult,. But, she's found out away. Don't let her blindness fool you, she could claw off your ears pretty well if she wanted to, but it's the fast movements that challenge her, even though she's almost mastered it. Cinderpaw is also very observant about other cat's feelings, and what they are thinking, what their about to do, and why they did it. She's very curious, and would like to know the behind stories about all cats, to judge what they might be feeling and what they might do. Some may call it a gift, while other a curse or fatal flaw. Cinderpaw can also be offended quite easily, especially if other cats judge her by her blindness. If a cat with normal sight can do it, she can do it too, except for fighting. She's a quite friendly cat, and won't hesitate to speak to any cat, if she believes they will be nice to her. She tends to avoid the grumpy cats, but she certainly won't leave them alone. Although Cinderpaw is willing to be friendly, she tends to keep to herself at times, and hasn't really made any close friends, besides her mentor. She also has a keen sense for Prey, and can find them as well as any other cat, maybe even better. She hopes, that she's a great Warrior cat, and that she's doing the right thing, but sometimes she lacks confidence in herself.



ａｐｐｅｒａｎｃｅ;;
"Cats have told me, that I have a black pelt, with piercing green eyes that seem to haunt, even though I am blind. I have short to medium long hair, that's pretty all over the place. Honestly, when I don't groom it, I look like a black cloud. I'm not the tallest for my age, and my body build is quite small, and fragile, probably because I was the runt of the litter. Anyways, I do not have any scars, because I have never been in serious battle. I've only ever been in small fights. I have longish legs, normal size for my body, and a fluffy tail. I don't have a speck of color on me, except for black. I don't know how I got my black pelt, but I think it was my father's. I never asked him ... Okay, back to the point. My paw pads are grey and hard, perfect for walking along stone, and rough surfaces. My back legs are very powerful, and they give me great leaps when I want them. It also doesn't make them bad for climbing, but I haven't done much of it. I'd like to get better at climbing though, because I don't want my blindness to get in the way of things. Honestly, I think I might be able to do it If I try hard enough. I have pretty nice hearing, and sense of smell. Probably because I've been using only them, to substitute for my blindness. And If you think you can sneak up on me, you're in for your ears getting clawed! Well, I hope that filled you in on how I look. Thanks!



ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ;;
"Well, It's sort of sad, but I'll tell it anyways. Mind you, it's for your ears only, I've kept it secret.
I came here when I was about three or four moons. I was dropped off at the camp entrance. My mother was a Kittypet, and my father was a rouge. My father wanted my mother to live by the Rouge ways, or well what they do with kits. As you know, I'm blind, and being a rouge, being blind, just won't work. So, my father wanted me dead. He didn't mean bad, but it was just a custom he has been living with. Honestly, I can see their point. I wouldn't last long out there. But my mother didn't want me to die. She had heard of Mudclan, which wasn't too far away from where she lived. She knew that they would take care of me, and not let me die; she had seen them with the elders. So, she dropped me off here. My father was unsure on how it would go, but soon figured out that I would be fine, and that I didn't have to die. So, my story is bittersweet. Although, I had parents that didn't want me, out of love, they dropped me off here, which honestly, was the best thing they could ever do."

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ｎａｍｅ;;
"Bluepelt. Plain old Bluepelt. It's not hard to guess the reason for my name."
Sure enough, Bluepelt was named for his slightly Blueish pelt, and blue eyes.

ｒａｎｋ;;
"Warrior, and I'm proud of it. I don't want to be anything more, or anything less."
Bluepelt's word are true, he wants to stay a warrior.

ａｇｅ;;
"A healthy 39 moons. But hey, I'm still young!"

ｇｅｎｄｅｒ;;
"What? Oh great starclan. I'm a tom!"
That he is, without even a trace of female in him. Bluepelt is pure tom.

ｆａｍｉｌｙ;;
"I... I only have Red.. Our parent's died when I was an Apprentice, and she's a rouge.
Bluepelt has lived a sad life. When he was around 6 moons, his parent's died, trying to fight off foxes from their small little den. When they both died, Bluepelt's older sister dropped him off at the clan.

ｍａｔｅ/ｃｒｕｓｈ;;
"I don't have a mate, nor a crush."

ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ;;
"Death. I hate it, why do cats have to leave?"
This relates to his tragic past, and his heartbroken sister, death truly seems to be hated by him.

ｌｉｋｅｓ;;
"Battle training, hunting, and helping my clan. Oh, and I guess I should say being funny."
Normally, every cat would like these, but Bluepelt has an extra love for these things.

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ;;
"Well, I would like to say I'm funny, and sarcastic, and I would never betray my clan."
Sarcastic, humorous and funny, are all words to describe Bluepelt. He has that knack to bring in the light, during dark times, and make everybody feel better. He also has that gentle humorous touch, that makes him as gentle as ever when making jokes with a cat who's hurt emotionally. But when he's caught in a bad mood, Bluepelt seems to be extra sarcastic. Not necessarily in a mean way, but when cats point out the obvious, it seems to get under his skin. Caring. It doesn't matter what age, gender or rank you are. If your hurt, Bluepelt will go to comfort you. It's one of his special qualities, that sometimes can separate him from the more fierce toms. If one of those she-cats want a sweet, caring Tom, then he's the one. Bluepelt also has that special spot in his heart for Red, his rouge sister, but it always seems that she hates him, so Bluepelt tends to leave her be, however worried about her. Bluepelt also is fiercely loyal to his clan, the thought of a traitor disgusts him. He would go on any mission, any hunting expedition, any battle in a heart beat for his clan. Bluepelt also has a soft heart for females, and if there's any one that has caught his eye, he won't be afraid to show his likeness for her. But it doesn't madder what she looks like. It matters by her personality.

ａｐｐｅｒａｎｃｅ;;
"Well, I have longish, blue grey fur."
Bluepelt is skinny, like his mother and sister, but bigger and a bit more densely built like his father. But over all, he would resemble a cat from the ancient Thunderclan. He has longer fur, like his sister, that is a blueish grey. He has greenish blue eyes and a splash of creme under his chin. Bluepelt also has long legs, for running and jumping, and climbing trees, like his sister. His eyes are light and fun-filled, though sometimes serious. He has shoulders slightly on the wider side, and a broad head. Bluepelt's ears are rounded at the top, and not as pointed as others. His fur never seems to be sleek and tidy, but it's okay for him. Bluepelt also has four slightly lighter grey paws.

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Wip c:

[lovercat976]

Wooah long forms)

[beryl]

{Yeahhh.. Sorry! I use them for Semi literate roleplays as well. XD

[lovercat976]

XD I suck at semi-lit. I don't know how people can write with so much detail)

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[I love semi-lit. I believe I've rped with you before, wand;]

Pinemist flicked his tail over her ear softly before continuing, smiling now. His green-yellow eyes sparkled as he pranced along, looking for prey.