.:Cinderclan:. {Accepting!}

[majima]

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ｏａｋ ｋｉｔ -ｈｅａｒｔ

It was a long and dark December
From the rooftops I remember
There was snow, white snow

Clearly I remember
From the windows they were watching
While we froze down below
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Gender;Male
Age;5 Moons
Rank;Kit
Personality;OakKit is a very happy go lucky kit and loves to play around he likes to get on everybody's nerves and always mimic other cats and often sneaks out of camp but he never goes near the two leg place He loves to Play with other cats ears and their tails but sometimes he ends up with being scolded or a scratch or even a whisker missing when he does that.
History;OakKit used to be a Kittypet until dring a cold snow during Leaf-Bare (december) He and his brother was abandoned Their mother and her owners watched out of the windows and watched them freeze to death.OakKits brother ended up getting Hypothermia and deing while OakKit trecked on CinderClan found him and took him in he was also suffering from the same condition that killed his brother OakKit barely survived but in the end he lived
Kin;
Mother;Unknown/{I might make her later}
Father;Dead/Unknown
Brother;Tucker { Dead}
Crush;FeatherKit
Mate;

[BrookWhereFishSwim]

((Recap please?))

[JustMallory]

(Both accepted!)
((Recap;; some cats are heading out on a hunt, and there are a few others in camp.))

[Echos]

I'm gonna make a kit)

[Echos]

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|Name;; --Echokit--|
|Age;;c--5 moons--|
|Gender;; She-Cat|
|Rank;; --Kit--|

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|Personality;; --Echokit is very shy, and often plays by herself. She is very determined, and can be stubborn at times. Echokit is ver observant, and pays attention to almost everything someone says.--|
|History;; --Echokit has always been a Clan cat. Her mother was a very popular cat named NightSky, and her father was a warrior named Grayheart. Nobody knew that her mother was secretly planning to run away and start her own clan. One night, she snuck out with Grayleap, leaving Echokit in the nursery sleeping. On the way to their new 'Place', Grayleap decided not to betray his clan. Nishtsky was very mad, and with her ambition growing, she decided not to have a coward as her mate. Nightsky killed Grayleap, then ran away, with Grayleap's blood still on her paws. Nobody ever saw Nightsky again. To this day, Echokit still grieves over her father, and is terrified of her mother coming back.--|
|Likes;; --Prey, quiet places, snow, clouds. --|
|Dislikes;; --Her mother, places that are really loud, blood, fighting, and she is somewhat afraid of a night with no stars. --|

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|Mother;; --Nigtsky--|
|Father;; --Grayleap--|
|Siblings;; --None--|

|Crush;; --Open--|
|Mate;; --Too young--|
|Kits;; --Way too young--|

|Other;; -- None--|

[Takk]

Luke
-Now he'd made he made his way alongside the river, watching the small fish swim about. Life was everywhere but also seemed scarce. How many of his own kind still wandered the areas looking for peace along dead lands. It wasn't too bad though, since that fire a few moons ago all of the wild cats he use to meet around here had mostly abandon the areas too far from camp. He couldn't remember the last time he'd met someone like him, only foxes and domestic twoleg pets. Kittypets were even hard to find. He wandered aimlessly, humming lightly as he went. Being close to the water was all that mattered to him, after all it held more memories of past events than a burnt forest would.

[G a l a x i e s~]

Snowshine walked out with the patrol heading towards the marshes.

[mewmew.]

CROWSHADOW

Crow shadow stretched on last time before following his leader and the rest of the patrol out of camp. He walked quietly listening to them discuss the fire. His ears laid back more and more out of annoyance, yes everyone was effect by the fire and so was the Forest but he did not long to acknowledge it. The fire had cause him grief he did not want to remember. His ears laid back even more as Faenstep began to talk about Starclan. Ha, the amazing Starclan. If it was so amazing why did they allow such a thing to happen with no warning. In the past Starclan had warned the clans in prophecies but this time there was none. Why did they choose to protect only a few huh? They allowed so many innocent to die. So many innocent seemed to still be dying, he considered this thought as he held back a wheeze. Crowshadow would never deny that there was a Starclan but as far as he was concerned they were not as great as the clan cats believed. They did not have power to protect and never would. He had turned his back on them. "The marsh is not far, should we split up to cover more ground?" He asked with a raspy meow wishing to get away from the subject of the fire and Starclan, so they, no he, could focus better on the hunt.

[tytrack]

Lionflare followed his clanmates and the patrol out of camp, listening to the sound of lively prey. He glanced around, seeing a squirrel in a tree. He dashed up the tree silently, almost able to sink his claws into the squirrel. He leaped, killing the squirrel easily. He held it in his jaws, and leaped down the tree with the others.

[Takk]

Iceblood ♀
She watched as the other cats left, not bothering to join them since she wasn't invited to hunt nor asked to. Hopefully duties here would split evenly and fairly, maybe she'd even get night watch. Daytime was a waste of skills since she could hunt and fight much better once the sun fell below the far off mountains. Cats were not meant to be pushed around like this in the sunlight, but when the moon pulled up their most genetic senses to kill. Until then, she'd mostly remain in camp and hunt on her own. It wasn't like she planned to make friends, no one would like her anyway.

Luke ♂
Ears flick, listening to the breeze travel through the grass. Only having his own company, shrugs and mutters. "Guess it's gonna be another cold night. Does seem a little too clear for my liking." Gazing up at the sky, just waiting for that sunset. Still too far off, he crouches by the river and eyes the fish carefully. It doesn't take long before he strikes and pulls up a little silver fish. It's a quick easy kill and a filling meal.