NightClan V.4 (Not Accepting)

[#Spirit]

Spiritstar chuckled, "let's let him answer, Pepper?"

[Esther~]

SpeckClaw nodded

[SoftBeee]

Cheetahblaze looks at Pepper expentanly.

The scrawny tom nods. "I will if you wish me too."

[Esther~]

Sky looked at Shark."Do you think Ivy will send cats here?"

[#Spirit]

"Alright," Spiritstar looked at him, "well, until I can completely trust you, you will sleep in the prisoner's den over there," she pointed her tail in the direction of the hollowed out trunk where Sky and Shark stayed (*rubs hands together evily*)

Shark looked at Sky and sighed, "there's no way to know, but she knows that my sister," he referred to Cocoa, "is alive now so I'll be dead for sure if so. I've got CaveClan on my side, though," he smiled a little

[areadbhar]

"Thanks!" Toxic said. The she-cat blushed.

(Making character now.)

[Esther~]

Sky nodded

SpeckClaw purred

[#Spirit]

Shark mewed, "Cocoa's a warrior now. I hope that I become a warrior. I'm sorry, I'm getting sidetracked."

[Esther~]

"Its ok."Sky mewed

[areadbhar]

Username- ~PomPom~
Cat name- Sandy
Gender- She-cat
Age (in moons)- 40 moons
Rank- Loner
Desired rank- Happy.... for now.
Desired name (for kits, apprentices, loners, etc.)- If she ever joins a clan, Sandpelt.
Appearance (picture or just a description)- She has amber eyes, one eye is blind. Her blind eye has a scar over it and is a pale shade of brown. Sandy, as her name inquires, has a pale golden pelt (almost like this CS pet) with brown stripes and a faint, small scar on one of her ears, which has a v-shaped nick in it.
Personality (personality is a must)- Individual, anti-social, not really interested in talking with other cats. But it takes the right cat to break her walls.
Brief history- Sandy used to be a kittypet. She was a happy, friendly, and social cat. But one night, she was left outside for being 'naughty'. Sandy ran away, thinking her owners didn't like her. She lives in the forest, and eventually got a mate. A few moons later, she was attacked by a fox. Her mate let himself be taken by the fox, saying he could take care of himself, and ordered Sandy to run. Sandy ran. When she came back a few hours later, she saw her mate's body lying in a pool of blood. Sandy became depressed and stopped taking interest in other cats. She is now anti-social. Not exactly sad, but now that she has moved on, she's just individual.
Mate/crush- Open
Kits- Not yet.
Kin- Unknown.
Clan/ Residence- Loner.
Other- N/A


Toxic purred, too.