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[Froas]

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name: Lunarflower
gender: she-cat
rank : queen
mate : none
crush : none
tags : none
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The pale tabby she-cat waddled out of the nursery, feeling the warm sun of new-leaf warm her pelt. She gave a content purr as she settled beside the nursery entrance, looking around the camp slowly. She was okay with being a queen but nothing beats running though the forest, chasing a rabbit through the underbrush. At the thought of the prey, her stomach rumbled in reply, causing her to pull herself to her feet and walk over to the fresh kill pile.

[Is anyone open for Lunarflower?]

[bunearie]

All my cats open}}

[~willo o' wisps~]

~*~SedgeKit~*~

"Okay, awesome. Let's go," Sedgekit said. "Wait should we explore it right now? Or later?" She asked.

[swiftie 13]

(May I reserve an Elder and Queen?)

[kawaii★]

Frozenkit looked at the other kits, and smiled, finally feeling alittle energetic. He waddled toward them , looking around. "What are you guys up to?"

[Nekko.bat ♥]

Pantherpaw (Pantherstep)
Tom
9 moons
Apprentice
Pantherpaw and his sister Leopardpaw, are the kits of Willowtiger, who was once a ThunderClan warrior. She was killed protecting her kits from a badger that invaded the ThunderClan camp. The kits were only three moons old, so another queen kindly cared for them like a foster mother, but she wasn't the same as Willowtiger to the kits, or Rustblaze, her mate. Rustblaze tried to move on and be the best warrior he could, but he didn't pay much attention to his kits' upbringing, because every time he looked at them, the wound from Willowtiger's death in his heart was torn open again.
Black Bengal-spotted tom with green eyes
Other: x
Pantherpaw is like his father in many ways. He's secretive of his emotions, and seems rather numb to sadness and pain. But the truth is, he's hurting inside. He won't admit it, because he's too caring to want to burden anyone with his feelings, but he isn't as hard and cold as he seems. He can be pretty playful and kind and brave, like his mother. He misses her, but knows he has to look out for his sister, Leopardpaw, and train hard so no more badgers can break into camp like his mother's killer did.



Leopardpaw (Leopardpath)
She-cat
9 moons
Apprentice
Leopardpaw and her brother Pantherpaw are the kits of Willowtiger, who was once a ThunderClan warrior. She was killed protecting her kits from a badger that invaded the ThunderClan camp. The kits were only three moons old, so another queen kindly cared for them like a foster mother, but she wasn't the same as Willowtiger to the kits, or Rustblaze, her mate. Rustblaze tried to move on and be the best warrior he could, but he didn't pay much attention to his kits' upbringing, because every time he looked at them, the wound from Willowtiger's death in his heart was torn open again.
Golden she-cat with black Bengal markings and green eyes
Other: x
Leopardpaw is extremely wild and carefree, always getting herself into more than she can handle. She's funny, a little snappish sometimes, brave, and outgoing. Exactly the opposite of her shy, secretive brother, Leopardpaw is talkative and makes friends easily.




Rustblaze
Tom
36 moons
Warrior (senior warrior)
When Rustblaze was a gentle, young Rustpaw, he had fallen for a fellow apprentice: Leopardpaw. She had the most beautiful golden shimmering pelt with the black spots and markings of a leopard. The feelings proved to be mutual, because she liked him back after a while. Unfortunately though, on their assessment to become warriors, Leopardpaw and Rustpaw worked together, and traveled to a rocky area to hunt, where a landslide suddenly occurred, and Leopardpaw was crushed to death by the sharp rocks. When Rustpaw, now Rustblaze, found a new mate after many moons of grieving, he named one of kits Leopardkit.
Dark brown tabby tom with blue eyes
Other: x
Rustblaze used to be so kind and gentle and loving as an apprentice, but since Leopardpaw's death, he's become hardened like the stones that killed her. He's very tough and easily angered, but good in battle. He often likes to hunt alone just to sit and think. Now that Willowtiger is dead too, he never really talks much to anyone anymore.

Was I accepted?

[䏠xote]

Yes, you were accepted.

[Nekko.bat ♥]

(Thanks, did anything important happen?)

[GizmoTheDragon]

S A P K I T

Sapkit turned Frozenkit. "Not much, just moss ball." she replied. A mischievous light entered her eyes. "Or maybe a bit more than moss ball, if I'm not mistaken."

B I R C H K I T

Birchkit glanced from Sedgekit to Frozenkit, and then back to Sedgekit. "I say we go now. If we plan this for too long, someone else might find out." he said. He turned toward Frozenkit. "You want to come with us? we're going to look for a moss ball I lost a while back." He turned back to Sedgekit. "I mean, if it's okay with you, since it's your dare. It's just that the more paws we have to help, the more likely we are to find it, and the faster we're going to find it."

{{{ @Sorrow - not much is going on. Just a patrol.}}}

[swiftie 13]

Name
Dovepelt

Gender
She-cat

Age
29 moons

Rank
Queen

History
Dovepelt was born in to the Clan, to Greydust and Robinwing, so her history is pretty basic. She grew up in the Clan so has lived with the code and the Clan her whole life.
She had two sisters, Lillykit and Petalkit and a brother, Eaglekit, but a badger attack on the camp led to her siblings being killed and her being severely injured. She was only two moons at the time, so she was still young and small and had to stay in the medicine cat's den for a while in order to recover. She barely made it, but made a full recovery and was ready to start apprentice training at 8 moons old, so she started her training a little late.
She was a good apprentice. She did everything she was told to do and trained hard. She was a little slow at picking up battle skills, but was a very good hunter. Despite her being late in becoming an apprentice, and slow learning when it came to fighting, she became a strong and agile warrior.
Not long after her ceremony, ther was a battle that caused the death of both of her parents. She mourned for a while, but was comforted by a rogue tom. They spent a lot of time together, and eventually became mates, despite it being against the warrior code. At the time, she didn't care.
When the Clan found out, she was given the choice to leave him and let the Clan chase him away, or they would kill him. Obviously, she chose to let them chase him away because she didn't want them to kill her mate.
Almost a moon after, she found out that she was carrying his kits. The Clan didn't take it very well, but allowed her to keep them after they would be born so that the Clan had more good strong warriors.
She's expecting her kits in a couple of moons.

Appearance
Dovepelt is a soft white she-cat. She has brown ears and the top half of her face is also brown, as well as her tail tip, but she has a few silver flecks in her pelt. Her pelt is shiny and looks well taken care of. Her tail is long and sleek, and she has a lithe and slim build. Her legs are quite long, making her rather tall and a good jumper. Due to her expecting kits, she is also rather plump at the moment. Her eyes are a dark shade of amber, with hints of green around her pupils.

Personality
Dovepelt is a very sweet cat. She cares deeply about everyone, but wouldn't risk her life for an intruder, however she would put the well being of others before herself and help an injured or sick cat even if they weren't in her Clan, so long as she wasn't breaking the code.
Dovepelt absolutely adores kits. She's always dreamed of having her own. She often spends time playing with young kits and loves to have fun playing with the little fur balls. Dovepelt could be described as a softie, but she's a fierce fighter and would give her life for the Clan.
Dovepelt doesn't like to get involved in anyone else's business and often keeps her opinion to herself, but if she thinks something is wrong or important, then she won't hesitate to say. She only voice's herself when absolutely necessary, so those who only just meet her would probably describe her as shy, however she is quite a social cat and likes to just talk about nonsense and sometimes have a little joke.

Name
Russetfur

Gender
Tom

Age
65 moons

Rank
Elder

History
Russetfur was born as a rogue. His father was Flamepelt, and his mother Honeyfur. He was born in leaf-bare, with two sisters, but they didn't survive because of the harsh conditions. In fact, Russetfur was very lucky to have survived. He grew up practically alone, because his father would go out and hunt all day while his mother stayed by the entrance to the den to guard it. Russetfur was made to stay right at the back of the den, so that he was safe.
When he was old enough, his father took him out in to the forest and began to teach him how to fight and hunt. He loved training and learned very quickly. He had to. His father was quite strict, and very harsh with discipline. But, Russetfur was quite a defiant kit, and often got in to trouble. That's probably why he's so harsh on apprentices now, to make sure they don't get in to trouble.
When he was 8 moons old, his father and mother were travelling with him and they accidentally passed through Clan territories. His mother and father were both killed, but thankfully, they decided to take in Russetfur and name him an apprentice of the Clan. He was already quite advanced, as he was a quick learner and had already started to train, so it didn't take long for him to become a warrior- he was only 12 moons.
He wanted to be deputy, and set his mind on helping the Clan because he didn't want to be seen as 'the rogue's kit' anymore. He became a respected warrior, and worked his way up. He became fierce in battle and actually forgot his past, no one, not even himself, spoke of his history of being a rogue and he doesn't talk, or even think about his parents anymore.
Clan life was normal for him, and he grew in to a well respected elder once he lost his sight in battle. He hopes to spend his remaining days living in peace, but would still willingly five his life for the Clan if it was necessary.

Appearance
Russetfur is a rugged looking tom. Nothing about him looks attractive. His fur is a flame orange color, with darker stripes, but his fur is almost always matted, unclean and not groomed very well. He has clumps of fur missing from his pelt, which also makes it look un tidy. His legs are quite long, but are constantly stiff and half of the toms tail has been torn away. Russetfur's eyes used to be a deep hazel color, but now they seem to be a clouded blue due to him being blind. Russetfur is also rather skinny and looks weak, but is quite strong for an elder.

Personality
Russetfur is very strong-willed. He won't give up until he gets what he wants and he won't hesitate to fight for it. This makes him very stubborn, and causes quite a lot of arguments. He's witty and quick with words, so he probably could be described as a little sarcastic.
He's not afraid to voice his opinion and likes to make himself heard, so he's not exactly the quietest cat around. Some could call him bossy, but he just likes to make sure everything gets done quick, but to high standards. He does have a kinder side, however. He has a soft spot for kits and often plays with them. However, he believes that discipline is necessary and isn't afraid to raise his voice at misbehaving kits or apprentices. He's rather strict with apprentices, too as he believes that they need to be made to respect the warriors and elders of the Clan, but sometimes he can get a little carried away and can be a little harsh or too rough with apprentices, however he would never intentionally harm an apprentice.
He's not the type of cat to sit back and watch everyone else make decisions. He likes to be part of the Clan and he likes to help decide what's best. He's very questioning, so he'll probably push limits and question some decisions made by the leader if he thinks it's the wrong choice, but it's all good-natured and he only does it for the benefit of the Clan. Yes, Russetfur is a very loyal cat. He always puts the Clan first and doesn't do anything unless he thinks it will benefit the Clan. He rarely lounges around resting, if he's quiet, then he's probably thinking about how the Clan could be improved of some sort.
Russetfur also wouldn't hesitate to attack an intruder, unless they seemed helpless. He wouldn't bother to ask what they were doing in Clan territory, even if it was a neighboring Clan's apprentice, he would attack and chase the fur ball away.