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name;; Sunfish
age;; 16 moons
gender;; She-cat

clan;; Dawnclan
rank;; Warrior
mentor/apprentice;; Open

crush;; TBA
mate;; None
other;; Nothing, for now

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Sunfish. It's a unique name, cats in this generation don't have names like that. Who would name their kit Sunfish though? Well, that wasn't their original plan. Sunfish's mother, Frogleaf had loved Sunfish's pelt, and, since Sunfish was the only one to survive in the litter, Frogleaf gave her the prettiest name she could think of. Sunfish grew up with a loving mother, great warrior father, and many friends. Sunfish had the good clan life, she was happy. When Sunfish grew to 6 moons old, she became an apprentice along with her great friend, Fishpaw. They were best buddies, and when they were 10 moons old, they wanted to become mates when they got old enough. Two months passed in paradise, Sunfish had never been happier. It was three moon-highs before she became a warrior, and her and Fishpaw wanted to celebrate. They went out into the forest alone. They were together from sunhigh to sunfall, and then it happened. They heard a twig snap, and they knew the crack had been far too loud to be prey. The two lovebirds looked back to see a badger looming over them, and it was angry. Before they could flee, it attacked. It pinned down Sunfish, and in fury Fishpaw jumped onto it's back. Frogpaw held on, annoying the badger as it swayed at his massive size. Sunfish had gotten up and was striking at its eyes. Eventually, a patrol came by and rushed into the battle. As the badger began to back away, Frogpaw lept on it's back one more time. Stunned, the badger started backing up quickly, into a tree. There was nothing anyone could do, before anyone could try and save Frogpaw, he was crushed. The badger had slammed him into a tree stump. Sunfish's heart shattered, and despair filled its place. As they brought his body back, all Sunfish could do was suffer silently. When they got back to camp, the clan gave him a warrior's funeral, and Sunfish wailed into the night. Three days later, Sunfish was about to get her warrior name, though she wasn't happy. As the clan leader called her up, she seemed to tune everyone out. She didn't care about anything. Suddenly she heard the name "Sunfish", and she looked up. The clan leader was looking at her and gave a look of wisdom. The clan roared, and she felt happier, she felt a presence next to her. She smelled the sweet scent of his fur, and heard the sweet ring of his voice. Sunfish then knew she would go down in history as someone important, for Fishpaw.

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Sunfish is a soft, gentle cat. She's a smaller cat, looking as if she were only 10 moons old. Sunfish was raised to be kindhearted. Her mother had wanted Sunfish to become a queen just as she had, so she was taught nothing but the feeling of kindness. For a long period in her life, all she knew was the clan's code, love, and care for kits. Her personality still had sass mixed in with it before she became a warrior. When her beloved Fishpaw died protecting her, her goal set out to be the best she could be, for him. Sunfish has the sort of fierceness that makes the toughest, largest warrior tremble, for it is the ferocity of a mother. She doesn't much fight as much as she hunts, considering larger opponents in battle could easily take her down.

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name;; Tigerpaw
age;; 9 moons
gender;; Tom

clan;; Duskclan
rank;; Apprentice
mentor/apprentice;; Open

crush;; TBA
mate;; None
other;; Nothing, yet

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The suffix "Tiger" came from an ancient clan, Tigerclan. Though most think it was just a nursery tale, it was real. The clan was fierce and loyal, two traits that a certain queen wanted her kits to have. She had four in the heart of leafbare. Three toms, one she-cat. Only one tom had stripes of what she had wanted, the rest were either spotted or solid colours. The first two toms and the she-cat were born very healthy, and then came the last one. He was the runt, scrawny and feeble, but he was the only one with stripes. The medicine cat told the queen that this kit wouldn't make it, he hadn't gotten the nutrition he had needed to grow in her womb. The queen, Wallowclaw, sent the medicine cat away. She knew her little striped bundle would survive, and if he did she would give him a very special name to signify his endurance. This poor queen, however, had no energy left to help this kit survive. Her other three were nursing away, and everyone in the clan just begged her to let him go. The sooner it happened, the less pain she would experience. As the night loomed on, the queen faded away into sleep. The kit, barely breathing, couldn't find her for warmth, and he wasn't strong enough to call to her. He tried wailing with no avail, no one would come. He started shivering, his body couldn't survive without his mother's warmth. As the first of dawn was looming up, he was fading away. He could no longer handle anything. Suddenly, his only sister, Cloverkit, started wailing. The mother awoke at once and saw her kit stranded in the nursery, dying. She jumped up, rushing over to save him, but he felt cold. He felt like death. Wallowclaw curled around him, trying to warm him. She pushed away the thought that he did not make it. As she was about to wail in sorrow and loss, the kit moved. He moved closer to her stomach, and started nursing. She had never felt such relief, as her other kits were okay and sleeping. The following day, his life seemed to regenerate and he became more and more active. He was still the smallest, but he was well off. She had been right, he survived. Only now, he needed a name, and she knew the perfect one. Tigerkit. Tigerkit started growing, and growing, until one day he loomed over his siblings. By the time he was 5 moons old, he was the largest in the nursery. He had the size of a younger apprentice. The day before his ceremony to become an apprentice came, but his siblings and mother disappeared.He asked his father, and he seemed to know exactly where they were. His father then set out into the forest, alone. Tigerkit waited, and waited until moonhigh, but none of his family came back. He didn't understand, but thought maybe they were getting something for him. When his ceremony came about, his mother and family were still gone. An elder warrior came up to him and told him that they had found his father murdered, and his other family nowhere in the area. He tried not to let that bring him down, as his ceremony took place. Moons have passed since then, and he tries not to think of it. He just remembers his mother whispering, "You are my fierce, loyal little kit. You will be something great with your heart pure. I know it."

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This apprentice has the name of Tigerpaw for a reason. His large, striped appearance is only part of it. His personality is pure of the warrior code, it's all he thinks of. He wants to be the best warrior, and maybe even become deputy one day. He's one of the cats that if he ever does anything wrong, he gets away with it. He always uses the warrior code in some way to back him up, resulting in him usually winning the argument. A lot of cats wonder why he is so driven to be a great warrior, "You could hunt," they say. "You could be a father of kits when you're older," they suggest, but he doesn't listen. He doesn't like hunting, he likes fighting. He can't wait for a battle against Dawnclan to show his greatest potential. He wants to show everyone that he is the tiger. Large, proud, fierce. Even though his brain is filled with the warrior code, he has a mischievous side that he wants to boast about. Instead, he shows that side in secret, so he doesn't get in trouble.

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name;; Snakefeather
age;; 21 moons
gender;; She-cat

clan;; Dawnclan
rank;; Warrior
mentor/apprentice;; None

crush;; None
mate;; None
other;; Nothing, yet

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"That one," a husky voice said, motioning with their tail to a black kit. "That one is ours. She will accomplish great things," The voice said again. This cat was Jaybelly, one of the most feared warriors of his time. "She will rain blood," he concluded. Jaybelly was of the Dark Forest, and his dying words were, "I will bring vengeance to Dawnclan, I will choose my prophet of destruction." And he has. Or did he choose the right cat? This cat, this very important cat was Snakefeather. Her beauty strikes cats down fox-lengths away. As a kit, she had many friends. She had an honourable warrior father, and a beautiful, kind mother. She was full of love and innocence, and toms fell head over paws for her. One day, when she was 7 moons old and on her first hunt alone, she saw a large tabby tom in the distance calling her name. When she approached him, she didn't recognize his features or scent. "Listen, Snakepaw," he had began, "You are a very important cat. You hold much power in your paws." Snakefeather was confused, but listened on. "You are the destined leader of Dawnclan. But, there has been a corruption. You will have to fight your way to the top." The large cat continued talking, instructing Snakefeather in the ways of the Dark Forest. For the next following moons, he trained her in battle, argumental tactics, and everything else she would need to manipulate her way to the top. As she trained along with him, she became more secretive and lighter on her feet. By the time she was 12 moons of age, she had been called, "As sneaky as the snake, and as light and silent as a feather." This is what gained her the name of Snakefeather. She has trained with the large tom for a long time, and her time is coming to rise up and defeat the evil. Little does Dawnclan know, Jaybelly has possibly created the most destructive and dangerous cat these two clans have known in a very long time.

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Stunning. That is Snakefeather's overall appearance in one word. She has long, soft, luxurious black fur with a tint of brown. On her chest is a tuft of white. Snakefeather's eyes are as bright as the full moon on a clear night. Too bad that the saying of "What's beautiful on the outside could be rotten on the inside," is true. Snakefeather is a very skilled huntress and fighter, ranking very high in skill. Snakefeather's personality is rotten to the core, her heart was filled with evil at a very young age, making her heart stained in hatred. Snakefeather has an incredible ability to deceit, and give off the impression of a sweet, mother like she-cat. Many respect her, and she aims to be the next deputy. But, if Snakefeather achieves her goal of clan leader, the clans will drown in bloodshed.

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[Nightmare's dreams]

Cagelight//Camp// tags; None

Cagelight looked out in the boarder of dawnclan, watching his breath in the cold air as he yawned, his tail swished behind him slowly drifting to and fro through the wind, his black fur stood on end due to the cold, the paws sitting down on the frost cover grass. He closed his and went in to deep thought like always It's colder, hunting will be harder, but I do like it when is colder it's feel almost fresh, giving things a new chance . He though to himself.

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[ I am open. I can rp with featherpaw. ]

{{ Okay, where is your cat ? o w o }}

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[ Anywhere Ill check the list to see what clan featherpaw is and who can rp with her. Look back because I will Edit this post showing my open cat c; ]

Edit: I have Ebonypaw

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{{ Alrightie, so they can bump into each other and begin talking maybe ? c: }}

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location;; apprentices den tag;; Featherpaw rank;; apprentice
Ebonypaw looked around walking out of the den yawning. Tiredly he walked over, of course, to the fresh kill pile and grabbed a mouse. he walked back into the apprentices den. "Hey, volepaw have this" he said dropping a mouse on Featherpaw's head. He opened his eyes. "Oh, whoops Featherpaw you want a mouse?" he said half asleep. 'Wait....Your not Featherpaw your the deputy.." he heard someone in the distance say "Who put feverfew in his bed?" It calmed a cat down. Possibly giving them better sleep. he blinked. "Nope your Featherpaw." he sat down curling up and heard no cat outside or chirping. it was still dark out and he curled up looking around. "Whoops..." he muttered. 'No wonder I was tired. i planned on waking up early for once.... maybe a little too early"

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Featherpaw slept soundly, her flank rising and falling in a smooth rhythm. She delved deeper into her dream, her paws carrying her across the open meadow , chasing a rather plump bird. Then, her eyes snapped open , feeling something hit her on her head. She looked around drowsily to find Ebonypaw in front of her and a mouse next to her. She tilted her head as her rambled off a few words before plopping down a few tail-lengths away from her. " A little to early ? It's still dark.. " she mumbled warily, her eyes beginning to close again, " You woke me up from a decent dream, by the way ! "

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{Katsunai, you're accepted. I responded to your PM before I saw your post on here, so the answer to your question is yes.}

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ˡᵃʳᵏˢᵗᵃʳLarkstar shivered. She was sitting by the frozen river, the sun barely rising over the cold forest. Snow hadn't fallen, but ice was forming over the river water, making the fish go upstream. Larkstar stared at the minnows still left over, watching them hurry under rocks to hide. She sighed. None of these puny guppies would make a decent meal. She turned to the small catch she'd gotten already; two cardinals. Well, she thought, at least their feathers will make good nesting. She picked up the bright red birds and padded back to camp.
Warriors were already starting to wake up and gather to be assigned patrols. Fallenheart was working hard, as usual. Larkstar purred. She set down the cardinals on the kill pile and watched the Clan get started.
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ᵛᵒˡᵉᵖᵃʷ Volepaw woke up with a jump, breathing hard. He'd had a nightmare. Again. He sighed, wondering why he had to be such a kit sometimes. Getting out of his nest, he glanced at the prey heap. Two fresh cardinals. He grabbed one and took it to the nursery before looking for the other apprentices. Some were already out, but he spotted Dustpaw. "Hey Dustpaw!" he yowled, padding over. "Wanna go hunting?" He gave the other apprentice a friendly smile, waving his tail towards the near-empty fresh-kill pile.
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ˢᵗᵒʳᵐᶜˡᵒᵘᵈ Stormcloud finished organizing patrols. He wasn't on one yet, because he'd done midnight patrol last night, but he was on dusk patrol later. The prey pile was surprisingly well stocked, so he grabbed two mice. Taking one to the Elders' den, he ate the other while talking to the Clan's wisest cats. They chatted about the affects of leafbare for a minute before Stormcloud excused himself.
Wandering over to the nursery, he noticed a small hole in the den side. Clawing some moss off of a nearby rock, he began to patch up the hole.
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ᶤᵛʸᵖᵃʷIvypaw saw Featherpaw and Ebonypaw talking and gave them both a smile. She wasn't worried; she never really got jealous. She used to though. As a kit, she never let any other kit play with Ebonykit, since she always kept him to herself.
Ivypaw saw Stormcloud talking to the elders and sighed. Even the deputy was talking to someone. Maybe she could join a patrol last minute or something. She was heading out of camp when a thought struck her. Nobody had hunted in the northern part of the territory in a while. Maybe there would be some prey there. She turned North and broke into a silent run.
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