[BlazingMoon]

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•NAME•
Brokenpaw

•GENDER•
Male

•PERSONALITY•
Brokenmark is a very quiet warrior. Never really sharing stories of his youth. Brokenmark rarely speaks, and only does if he has to or if it's necessary. He stays secretive to most but surprisingly loves to be in social activities. Brokenmark all ways has had a soft side to him. Maybe it's because he never let it seep out of him for more then a minute, or maybe because he wants to truly feel apart of his clan. Mainly feeling this due to him not being born in the clan. His past, name, and pelt, all hold the harsh memories he bares for the rest of his life. Brokenmark may come off as anti social or even fearsome to others due to his scar, in reality he's just a quiet tom. Feeling his scar intimidates,or even frightens others who don't know how he got it makes him even more insecure. Brokenmark might be this way too, he still tries to figure himself out even now.

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[sapphire77]

Warrior Name: Eagletail
Gender: male
Personality: Eagletail is a good fighter and hunter. He loves his Clan and would risk his life to save them.
How did he/she get their scar? When he was a apprentice, he was training when a fox attacked his mentor. The fox scratched Eaglepaw across his eye and stomach. Luckily, both him and his mentor survived.

[YooRei]

♣ Warrior Name: Rabbitsong ♣ Gender: Male ♣
♣ Personality: ♣
He is a very harsh and blatantly honest cat. No matter what, he tends to speak his mind, even if no one wants to listen to him. He also gets agitated pretty easily, but covers it with a sarcastic and rude attitude. Most cats look down on him for being so cruel to others, but he only acts that way because he does not want to be pitied because of his scar. While he tries to be as distant and cold as possible, he is still a kind and gentle cat to those that actually take thee time to try and get close to him. Not many can get close to him due to is belittling tone towards everyone. Yes, he is hard to get along with, but once he considers a cat to be trustworthy and deserving enough, he will protect them and be somewhat kinder to them. Despite his cruelty, he is also a very loyal, brave and brash cat, jumping into danger at the first sign of it. He tends to be a bit of a troublemaker as well, making it easy to get annoyed with him, but oddly enough, he has a short temper and a low tolerance for annoyances.
♣ How did he/she get their scar? ♣
One day, he had managed to sneak out of the nursery and the camp. He decided that he should practice hunting, he may not be a warrior yet, but he still wanted to try and practice himself. As he wandered around in the territory, he got too close to the border. Sniffing the air, he smelled a strange scent, but he recognized the scent of a mouse. As quietly as he could, he followed the trail of mouse scent and managed to find the mouse. He remembered one of the warriors telling the apprentices the mice had pretty good hearing, so he stayed as still as possible watching the mouse. It must have caught his scent and started to scurry off, so he pounced as quick as possible, though he over jumped and missed the mouse as it turned. He had always been a great jumper, since his legs were a bit longer than most, plus his tail was just a bit longer too, so he had more control in running. As he turned to follow the mouse, he bumped into something, and looked up to see a dog. It bared its fangs and growled at him, the got in a position to lunge at the kit. He turned and bolted back towards the camp, but the dog managed to catch him and knock him over. The dog ran towards him, and as he went to get up and run, the dog managed to scratch him down one side of his face, over his right eye, and along his stomach. As he felt the blood on his fur, he started to feel cold, he thought for sure that the dog was going to eat him. Just as pure horror started to take hold of his mind, several warriors from the clan jumped on the dog and managed to fight it off. They carried him back to camp so that he could be taken care of and rest. Everyone in the clan babied him, but managed to still get scolded heavily. This is what caused him to become more harsh and rude to those around him.

[Guest]

drop out do not steal the name Owlfrost though

[Nightstormy]

Warrior Name: Birchclaw
Gender: Male
Personality: Birchclaw was michevious and outgoing around his kitten moons and apprentice moons. As a warrior, he is highly loyal, caring, often stressed, and overprotective. (He is known to have social anxiety nowadays.)
How did he/she get their scar?: Birchclaw got his scar as a kit (obviously). He was allowed to stray from the nursery for a little while, as long as he was with one of the queens. Unfortunately, his curiosity got the best of him when he wandered off near the open at the sound of a rustle. He was almost instantly attacked by an eagle, and everything else in his mind was a blur. One of the queens (The one who was with him in the first place), was able to find out and manage to attack the eagle until it dropped the poor kit. Birchclaw was almost too young to remember it all, but he has his scar that streaks down from his face all the way passed his forearms as a reminder.

[Rabid_Jaguar]

Warrior Name: Lionscar
Gender: Male
Personality: Tough and slow to trust, Lionscar is loyal to his Clan as a whole but isn't particularly close with any one Clanmate. The reason for this is that most of the other apprentices and even some warriors beheld Lionscar with awe as an apprentice, so he never really had a true "friend."
How did he/she get their scar?: It was one of the scariest days for the entire Clan - for some strange reason, a badger entered camp and attacked the nursery. No one is sure why, but it is suspected that the badger was half starved and therefore desperate for some food to sustain it; it had been a long, harsh leaf-bare.
The badger tore into the nursery, causing the queens to immediately form a defensive line in front of their young as warriors attempted to attack it from behind. Unfortunately, the badger had thick fur, and since the warriors had no way to reach the creature's sensitive eyes, the queens were pretty much on their own. Despite the attack being so unexpected and the foe so daunting, the queens did a fine job of fending off the badger's attacks. Eventually, though, it broke through their line and slashed a paw across little Lionkit's face and belly. This prompted a howl of rage from Lionkit's mother and a viciously renewed attack from the queens. They managed to drive it out of the nursery where more cats could get to it, and finally the beast was forced to retreat without its prey.
Luckily, no cat was killed in this surprise attack, but the Clan was extremely wary for the next moon or so. Lionkit survived (obviously ) and has only hazy memories of this day, but the scar stays with him for the rest of his life.

[bsktcase]

Warrior Name: Cedarstripe
Gender: Tom
Personality: wip
How did he/she get their scar?: wip

[rockosaur]

Warrior Name: Sandscar
Gender: Male
Personality: He can get into trouble wip
How did he/she get their scar?wip

[xXSwiftkillXx]

Warrior Name: Cottontail
Gender: female
Personality: Shy, jumpy, generous, and sweet
How did he/she get their scar?: When she a few days old a ruge tried to kill the kit but only managed to leave a scar before a warrior came in and killed the ruge.

[Meweep]

Warrior Name:
Brokenmark
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Brokenmark is a very quiet warrior. Never really sharing stories of his youth. Brokenmark rarely speaks, and only does if he has to or if it's necessary. He stays secretive to most but surprisingly loves to be in social activities. Brokenmark all ways has had a soft side to him. Maybe it's because he never let it seep out of him for more then a minute, or maybe because he wants to truly feel apart of his clan. Mainly feeling this due to him not being born in the clan. His past, name, and pelt, all hold the harsh memories he bares for the rest of his life. Brokenmark may come off as anti social or even fearsome to others due to his scar, in reality he's just a quiet tom. Feeling his scar intimidates,or even frightens others who don't know how he got it makes him even more insecure. Brokenmark might be this way too, he still tries to figure himself out even now.
How did he/she get their scar?
I'm so sorry i'm making this into a short story. ;3;

This was the day, the day Caesar would leave his home. The small kit ventured out of the doggy door. The oversized red collar that hung around his neck held a bell. It rung every time he took a step. He smiled wildly as he left, of course he'd only walk around for bit before getting hungry and returning. Caesar hummed to himself as he approached yet another house. He caught a scent of something delicious and followed it. Squeezing through a small gap in the fence that led to the neighbors backyard Caesar took another whiff of the amazing smell. "Meat!" he mewed to himself as he saw a familiar two-leg holding something, it was the thing he had been smelling. Two-legs ate it all around him, like a group. Slightly confused the kitten went up to the two-leg, sniffing and mewing only to be kicked away. He sighed and huffed before a muffled bark made him scram. Caesar squeezed through the fence again. This time padding back home before even waiting to see the beast that approached him.

After what seemed to be eternity Caesar yet again snuck from the warmth of his home. At this point the neighborhood was quiet, no sun, only the calming sound of rain thumping on the ground and the kittens bell could be heard. His eyes darted around adjusting to the lighting. Caesar smirked as he caught the faint smell of cooked meat. He let his nose lead him through the abyss until he bumped into the same fence. He squirmed through, the small scratches stung his face as he struggled through. Catching a glimpse of what lay left of the food he padded to it. But something wasn't right, his two-legs never left their remains of food on the ground. Shiny white canine teeth surrounded the food, munching and biting into it. Caesar saw no threat in what lay ahead. " Hey you! That's my food!" The foolish kit couldn't have provoked the beast any more. A shadow rose from laying down, a dog lay ahead of this kit. It only snarled. Caesar swallowed a lump in his throat, but didn't run. It snapped at him suddenly, all most getting a chomp of his cream fur. Caesar jumped back in shock. His eyes never grew so wide, his fur never stood like this. Slipping around the grass under him Caesar fled. Hot breath could be felt on his back as he ran to the other side of the yard. Aha! The hole in the fence became present, he tried his luck to slip easily through.

"No!!" Caesar cried. His shiny ruby collar caught in the fence he tugged and tugged. His mouth tasted of blood. Something this kittypet wasn't used to. A cut all ready lay across one of his eyes. It wasn't any better the same metal piece ran down his neck and broke his collar as he kept trying to get through. He cried out as he kept pushing through, the metal kept tugging at his skin, breaking through as he pushed on forward. Struggling to get on his paws as he lay on the cold wet ground his gaze lay upon the dog that threatened him through the fence. Caesar's breathing slowed. Crimson covered him, he flinched even more as he struggled to stand. Coughing out blood Caesar noticed something. Maybe it wasn't as painful as the long cut itself but it was noticeable. He could barely see out of one of his eyes.

Time passed by, actually days passed by as Caesar walked the forest. His weak frail body could barely stand at this point. It was all a blur. Day after day he knew he grew weaker. The cut stung worse and worse. He couldn't take it any longer, his body thumped to the ground, Caesar starred off. His vision blurred, his breathing slowed, this was it. the end of Caesar. But the beginning of Brokenkit. Large cat paws padded in front of him, he awoke starring back into the other cats eyes. She smiled, "Welcome."

At this point Brokenkit was the newest part of the clan.The news spread, finally this kit had a real home. His true home.