ＲＵＮＮＩＧＮＣＬＡＮ- ＳＥＭＩ ＬＩＴ- ＲＰ- ＯＰＥＮ ＡＮＤ ＡＣＣＥＰＴＩＮＧ Needs warriors

[Dauntlessredpanda]

Could I make one too?

[QUITLIKEFOURYEARSAGO]

(Of course! )

[r a i n d r o p s]

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name:
"I am Thornclaw. Who are you?"
age:
"29 moons."
gender:
"I am a Tom-cat, obviously."
rank:
"A RunningClan warrior. I am happy with my current rank."
personality:
"I suppose I could be described as friendly and charming." Friendly and charming are indeed two very accurate adjectives to describe Thornclaw. He is your basic gentleman, always friendly and considerate. Despite being very friendly, he can also be quite charming and even flirty on occasion. Social is accurate as well, as he is always seen chatting and conversing with others. About Thornclaw is an altogether approachable, respected aura that most acknowledge. He isn't one for loosing his temper, but is always up for respectful debate or banter.
history:
"My history is pretty average.' Thornclaw was brought to RunningClan as a very young kit. Hs mother brought him here, but died of greencough soon after as she was weak from her journey. No one knows where he came from, because Moon, his mother, never shared where she had come from, but he grew up adopted into a litter of about his same age.
crush:
"No one specific."
mate:
"I don't think I'm ready to settle down."
kits:
"Perhaps someday, perhaps not."
family:
Mother, Moon. She is deceased.
other:
None

[QUITLIKEFOURYEARSAGO]

{Accepted}

[QUITLIKEFOURYEARSAGO]

{Bump}

[D.E.L.E.T.E.]

Bump!

[ErwinSmith]

Tσ Bε Bяιεғ
Names: Past: Rookkit, Rookpaw, Rookthistle ... Current: Rook

Age: A rough 4 years

Gender: Tom

Key Points: Aggressive, history of murder, conflicted, very harsh on himself and others

Rank: He is of his own clan of one.



Lιғε As A Rσυgε
How It Started: Rookkit, of Rockclan, was born into a broken family. His mother, Ravenflight, was one who raised her young harshly; and his father, Smokestar, didnt pay attention to him until he was a warrior. His siblings were either dead or gone, and his parents didnt get along well at all. Rookkit grew up desperate for attention and love; but never received it. His father, not having much love for his son, made him an apprentice to medicine, thinking the kit too soft to be a warrior. Rookpaw's desperation slowly burned into a hate when his mother passed on. As he grew older, he grew stronger and quicker to anger more and more every day. He spent his days treating wounds, and his nights fighting stones in the training clearing. When it was time to name him as the next medicine cat, Smokestar finally acknowledged the young tom as something worth his while. He named him Rookthistle, something strong and bold for his son. His father tired to build a relationship with Rookthistle after that day, but the young, angry, mistreated tom refused it. Thornwind, his past mentor, attempted to comfort Rookthistle one night; and all bottled emotions spilled as they got in a heated argument. Without meaning to, he had slain the old gray tom quite brutally, having broken his back. His murder of his past mentor wasnt paid much attention, and he was given an apprentice a moon later. The young Rookthistle was very tough on his new apprentice, Robinpaw, a russet shecat who was quiet, shy and clumsy. As time grew, though, he managed to like the little shecat, and ended up with fatherly feelings for her. At this time, their clan was at a harsh war with Cloudclan. Smokestar had taken Robinpaw as his own apprentice to build a stronger army of warriors. Three battles later, Rookthistle was given her cold, lifeless body. And he lost it again. He killed the one who brought her and the warrior that tried to stop him. His father was furious, for this time, he murdered two warriors. He was banished from the clan at the age of 2 years. and has been wondering about pointlessly for two years.

How He Feels About It Now: Being alone has cooled his temper down quite a bit, and hasnt murdered anyone with no reason since he left. But the time spent alone has made him ever harsher on both himself and others. He has a horrifying amount of confusion, hate, and fear boiling deep in him. His want for love and to feel safe for once in his life eats at him as he pushes all emotion down and hides his fear and need with a hard, stern, cold, harsh and brutal mask. These days, he just wants to live by himslef, afraid to grow attached to anyone ever again; though it kills him to be so alone.



Aρρεαяαηcε
Pelt: A medium, thick, rough coat, as black as a night with no stars, the deepest of dark waters, and the feathers and eyes of a rook.

Eyes: His eyes consist of a dull, but strong gold with a wavering rim of a fire-like flare.

Build: He's slightly taller than average, muscular and massively bold all together. A perfect symbol of his violent past and hardened ways. Being big and strong, does make him slow and loud; he's not useful in either stealth or swiftness. Bad qualities to find in a feline. In truth, its simply amazing on how he remains healthy; for hunting isnt easy for him, and he has no other to help. Perhaps hunger will drive him back into the clan life.



Lσvε Lιғε
What's Current: He's has no seeming want for any sort of love, be it a friend or mate. But, deep dowm, he feels the same desperateness he had as a kit for someone to care for him.

Past Loves: He's never courted a shecat.

[QUITLIKEFOURYEARSAGO]

Accepted)

[~Butters~]

ⓝⓐⓜⓔ ~
Oliveheart

ⓖⓔⓝⓓⓔⓡ ~
Tom, male

ⓐⓖⓔ~
24 moons

ⓡⓐⓝⓚ~
He is Warrior of Runningclan

ⓓⓔⓢⓒⓡⓘⓟⓣⓘⓞⓝ~
Oliveheart is a rather unusual colored cat. His fur is nice and feathery like the inside of a pillow. The color of his soft fur is of bleach white and his whole body is completely white. However, to separate hispm from other beautiful white cats, Oliveheart has the "odd eye" a lot of white cats get. His left eye is of a honey-amber color and his left eye is of striking storm blue with a dark blue smudge.

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ⓟⓔⓡⓢⓞⓝⓐⓛⓘⓣⓨ~
Oliveheart is a very soft spoken tom and respects even the smallest life form. Though he loves to please his leader and his deputy to the best of his ability- he's just like other toms. Oliveheart likes the company of She-cats, but since of his odd eye color and his insecurity, no lady really wanted to be associated with him. Yep, Oliveheart will address any she-cat, but insecurely. He sometimes stutters around them and what some would call over polite. Though this may be bad, when Oliveheart is around a girl he likes, he gets social anxiety- REALLY BAD.Sometimes he can't look at the gal without making a kit out of himself. With all honesty, Oliveheart will do anything he can to fit in or be liked, not to mention he has such a big heart.

ⓗⓘⓢⓣⓞⓡⓨ~
Oliveheart doesn't have an eventful history, but it's rather frowned upon.
When Oliveheart was a kit- olivekit, he was literally the odd ball. His siblings being born with normal eye color of yellow and had normal Turkish Van markings of orange head and orange tail- olivekit was solid white and not really accepted amongst his brothers and sisters. Though after he became an apprentice, his mother and his siblings vanished from the clan...

[QUITLIKEFOURYEARSAGO]

{Accepted!)