| Cｉｎｄｅｒｃｌａｎ| Warriors Rp |Accepting|

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[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

Cosmicstar smiled."Greetings..sorry to interrupt but there is something I must discuss.." He mewed, he could be at ease a little now knowing that he was able to talk about the matter that had been in his thoughts for a while.

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[Rain_]

Fawn | Female | Rogue | Open

Fawn smiled at her two kits and continued walking slowly with them. ''I want you two to behave when we join the clan, you hear? We can't look bad in front of them.'' she meowed, hoping her kits would understand how important this was.

Mouse | Male | Rogue/Kit | Open

Mouse smiled back at his mother. ''Yes Moma, I promise I'll be good! Hopefully Seal will be good!'' he squeaked. Mouse made a face at his sister once again.

Seal | Female | Rogue/Kit | Open

Seal also smiled back at her mother, purring. ''I'll be reeeeeally good, Moma, as long as Mouse is good!'' she mewed, also making a face once again at Mouse.

[ieuan]

Feathersong~Cosmicstar~Medicine cat den

"Okay, if it's important. Sit down." she mewed and entered the medicine cat den, sitting down. "So what is it you need to talk to me about?" she questioned him

[luxray;]

larkpaw // tags;; jackdawpaw

Larkpaw smiled and let out a purr of amusement. "I feel pretty accomplished, I should probably be made a warrior right now for that achievement." He flicked Jackdawpaw's ear with his tail and smirked.

robinpebble // tags;; thunderpaw

Robinpebble had managed to catch two more mice and she smiled at her apprentice once they had finished. "Ready to go back? You did great!" She picked up the three rodents she had caught delicately.

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H I C K O R Y G A L E



"They tell us from the time we're young to hide the things we don't like about ourselves inside ourselves.. Well, I'm over it!"

username; jolly roses

cat's name; Hickorygale

gender; male

sexuality; Hickorygale is homosexual, though he is secretive about it!

descriptive looks; Hickorygale is a massive, long-furred main coon. He has a mottled dark brown, light brown, white, and slightly orange-hued pelt, piercing yellow-green eyes, and tufted ears!

age; 27 moons

rank; warrior

wanted rank; he's perfectly fine where he is!

personality; ever since Hickorygale came to terms with the fact that he had taken a liking to toms, he's grown bit more secluded. he doesn't like to discuss his gayness, and, if you didn't know him well, you'd assume he was straight like most others in the Clan. he's quiet, reserved, shy, and fairly mysterious, all in an effort to hide his true feelings and who he truly is. though it's hard to get him to reveal it, indeed he has a bouncy, bubbly, energetic, and affectionate side to him. more than anything, he's just a kitten seeking love and comfort.

mate or crush; none yet.. PM me if you'd like to become Hickorygale's crush or if you'd like to make a gay tom for him!

kin; unknown!

offspring; none.. and he doesn't want kits of his own!

+ traits; well, Hickorygale is an extremely excellent fighter, though he doesn't like to use his skill in battle on anyone without reason. he takes his time to asses situations before diving into a brawl, and he's wise, cunning, and swift when it comes to a fight! he's patient and dignified, and takes his time with everything, thus making him a good hunter too/ good strategist. Hickorygale is also very loyal to his Clan, and will do anything for a cat in need - he's a total stickler for the warrior code!

- traits; despite all his goodness with hunting and fighting, Hickorygale is terrified of heights and of water. he hates swimming, and stays far away from water sources whatsoever, and will avoid trees climbing trees - or anything at all - at all costs!

history; Hickorygale (then known as Hickory) was formerly a lone cat, roughing it on his own. One day he met a she-cat, a fellow loner, named Sheen. Gradually, friendship turned to something more, as it usually goes. Hickory and Sheen confessed that they loved each other, and on the night that she was to become his mate, they took a walk. While they walked the silvery she-cat started acting sheepish, as she knew what they were going to discuss. Hickory knew full well about a kittypet tom that Sheen had been hanging around with a lot lately, but he also knew that Sheen loved him and not the tom.. right?
When they went on to the walk, Hickory told her he loved her. But Sheen utterly surprised the main coon when she admitted with some awkwardness that she and the kittypet were already mates.. that she was expecting the kittypet's kits and that she no longer wanted anything to do with Hickory..
Hickory was devastated.. Full of sadness and grief and, overall, mistrust for she-cats, Hickory fled from her. Fled from his heterosexuality, fled from the she-cat that had betrayed him, and fled to CinderClan. The poor tomcat had been scarred by Sheen's sudden feelings for another, and, ever since she cheated on him, began to feel attracted to the same sex. He began to have a taste for toms after what she'd done to him!
Even now that he's come to terms with his homosexuality, Hickorygale still does his best to keep it hidden. He tends to keep to himself and not have close friends, but like his personality stated: he just needs some cat to show him it's okay to different and that it's okay to show your true colors.

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A M B E R P A W



"I swear I'd burn, I'd burn the city down just to show you the lights!"

username; jolly roses

cat's name; Amberpaw (Amberflight when he becomes a warrior!)

gender; male

sexuality; heterosexual

descriptive looks; Amberpaw is a light brown tabby with darker brown stripes. He has a white muzzle and white-tinted chest. He also has wide, amber-colored eyes for which he was named for and a small pink nose.

age; 11 moons

rank; apprentice

wanted rank; warrior, and then possibly deputy someday

personality; Amberpaw is known to be sarcastic, moody, annoying, grumpy, and constantly demanding. He is, in a way, a bit spoiled due to his kittypet past, but when it comes down to it, he's a loyal Clanmate through and through. He's needy, and whines a bit, and can be a bit of a troublemaker when he's not under a watchful eye. He definitely needs a calm and patient cat to be his mentor - as no one can handle the cat!

mate or crush; none yet for both.. PM me if you want to become ambrpaw's crush!

kin; unkown

offspring; as if!

+ traits; he's dedicated to the Clan and is loyal to his last breath. he's smart, cunning, and quick, and uses his wits rather than rely on brawn.

- traits; he is quite the handful (pawful, if you prefer) and can be excessively rude, snobby, uncontrollable, and lazy at times.

history; Before he joined CinderClan, Amberpaw (then known as Amber) was a pampered little tom that had everything at his feet. He was adored by his Twoleg masters, and was wild and unruly and had no boundaries nor discipline. Stupidly, he wandered into CinderClan's territory nearby his Twolegs' household, and was promptly sucked into their world. He found himself intrigued by the Clan's order - though he saw everything that the CinderClan cats showed him as a joke. He left his past life behind merely to have a good time, and up until he was made an apprentice, had no respect for Clan life or the Clan's rules. Nowadays, he understands these things and have come to terms with the warrior code and what it demands of him, but that doesn't mean he doesn't stir up trouble every once and a while or break those rules!

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[_thunder_]

(Sorry for the sorta late post my computer just shut down.. So this might take a bit long to be posted. I'm sorry.)

The trees swayed back in forth. Then thunder rises and hits a tree sending it fall on- Bramblefur woke up yowling. He sighed looking around. He shook his pelt grooming himself. What was that all about? That dream... I keep having it even time.. He sighed again at the thought. After he was done grooming himself he went out. He saw Swiftpaw. Her tail was sticking out of the apprentice's den.. Swiftpaw heard dead leaves cracking. Paw steps... Swiftpaw was in a dream. She saw a mouse. Crouch down Just like your mentor taught you Swiftpaw... Just a bit further...She leaped. The mouse heard her and ran off. Swiftpaw had the nerve to chase after it. She chased after it. TREE! She banged her head on the tree. Swiftpaw stood up. She saw Bramblefur. She ran to him. She rested her head on his paws. "I had a dream Bramblefur." Bramblefur sat down. "What was it about." After Swiftpaw talked about Bramblefur meowed. "You banged your head on a tree?" Swiftpaw nodded. "That isn;'t a problem. Everyone has dreams Swiftpaw." Swiftpaw stood up grooming herself.
"Fine.. Where's Leopardclaw?"
"I don't know did you see him?"
"No.."
"Where can he be?" Bramblefur walked around camp. Where can that furball be?

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

{ Accepted :3
@Thunder it's fine don't worry haha }

Cosmicstar nodded and placed his tail to the side as he sat down. "Well... I've been thinking about the vacancy of deputy..any signs from Starclan?" He asked her.

Thunderpaw looked at his mentor impressed. "You caught two mice as well?!" He mewed and grinned after she praised him. "Yeah! I've gotta show those two useless mouse-brains my catches!"

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F O G M I S T



"Don't get too close, it's dark inside. It's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide."

username; jolly roses

cat's name; Fogmist

gender; female

sexuality; heterosexual

descriptive looks; Fogmist is a pure white she-cat with long fur. She has one pale blue eye and another light green one, as well as a pink nose. She has a wiry, muscular build, and is very slim.

age; 24 moons

rank; warrior

wanted rank; she's satisfied where she is

personality; Fogmist is known to be extremely stoic and serious, and hardly ever lets her guard down. In a word, she's a bit ruthless at times. Due to childhood treatment by scientists, she's bad at expressing her emotions and very rarely has the capacity to show pity or compassion for others. Whenever she's addressing other cats, her face is usually in a pretty slack and stoic position, almost to the point that she looks bored, so as not to give how she feels away. Fogmist is rather indifferent to most things, and is very uncomfortable around other cats, as she's socially awkward and keeps to herself. To sum her up, she's resourceful, cunning, sarcastic, prefers to be alone, and isn't the most social she-cat ever, as she wasn't raised with siblings/ other cats!

mate or crush; none yet.. same as Hickorygale, PM me if you'd like to become Fogmist's crush and we can discuss details!

offspring; nada!

kin; None, and doesn't remember who her parents were or if she had siblings

+ traits; Though her claws are gone, there aren't too many limitations for Fogmist. She's an excellent fisher and hunter, and can run like no tomorrow due to her long, lanky legs. She also is more of a strategist, and tends to avoid messy fights when she can, as she knows her bounds only too well!

- traits; As you probably expected, Fogmist is not the most skilled in combat. She can use her wit and will to save her every once and a while, but it won't defeat every enemy. Part of the reason why she's so antisocial and awkward is due to her shame and sadness at having lost one of her natural weapons.. and this shame keeps many from getting too close to her.

history; This cat, unlike most, had to endure savage experiments at the hands of humans for most of her life. Selected to be subjected to the cruel experiments for makeup of all things at the age of six moons, Fogmist, until she was twenty moons old, lived in captivity. It is miracle she survived the things the scientists subjected her to, and she was one of the humans' favorite toys to play with.
Fogmist was raised alone, in a separate area of the lab from other animals. She never knew the comfort of others of her kind, nor interacted with them. There was only her, the humans, her cage, and her metal food-bowl. In fact, the only positive relationship she had was with the dry cat food her torturers offered her.
Because of her solitude, Fogmist grew to be more of a loner, and became more and more hateful to the scientists that poked and prodded and tested her... Until the day they took it too far. Until they declawed her for the sake of their tests and diagrams.
Humiliated by the sudden loss of her claws, Fogmist began to plot her escape. It wasn't easy for the she-cat, either, with one of her natural weapons seized from her, but she accomplished her carefully executed plan. Finally, after so many months of pain and torture at the humans' hands, she was able to escape from her cage and the confines of the lab and enter the world beyond. The world that she'd never been able to see.
Now that she was free, Fogmist lived the next four months of her life as a loner. She was aware that CinderClan resided nearby, but was always civil and a diplomat with them until she decided to join their ranks. The mostly-white she-cat was crafty about where she slept and where she ate, and only when she had stumbled upon hard times was she desperate enough to go to CinderClan's leader for help. With Fogmist's eternal gratitude to Cosmicstar for relieving her of the hard lifestyle as a loner, she became a warrior of the Clan she'd once avoided and mistrusted. And, even though she now was a fully-fledged Clan member, Fogmist still feels out of place. Without her claws she feels miserable and slightly depressed nowadays, and has never completely been able to adjust to life with others.
All in all, with her bad, terrible past life and bad communication skills, this she-cat is more than eager to leave the mental scars of her life with man behind and immerse herself in her duties to her Clan.

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