☼ creekclan is divided ☼ forms and discussion ☼

[endless shelter;;]

Reserve a warrior to go on killer pole and a normal apprentice.

[kaden]

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name lilypaw
gender she-cat
age eight moons
rank apprentice
clan creekclan

+traits smart, friendly, sweet, committed
-traits worrier, clumsy, shy, emotional

crush open!

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lilypaw is a rather sweet apprentice. most cats are her friends and she cares for them as if they were her family. lilypaw is far from fearless and often has nightmares, many are about the new murderer who has killed many cats in the clan. many times has lilypaw been offered a place in the dark forest, but she always refused firmly. lilypaw worries often and this always leads to her clumsiness and emotionality. she can often be quiet but once you get to know her, she is a sweet and caring apprentice.

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[kaden]

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name badgerfang
gender tom
age forty-six moons
rank warrior
clan creekclan

+traits convincing, romantic, fun
-traits sly, flirty, skilled, stealthy, odd

crush sparkstep

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badgerfang tends to keep to himself. he only talks to cats if they talk to him and it is hard to break through his tough shell. due to this, badgerfang only has a few friends, only a few, if any, are close to him. although, if you do talk to badgerfang, you will find he is quite a flirty and playful tom. this handsome black and white tom finds it hard to find love, but he believes that the beautiful she-cat, sparkstep is meant for him. he thinks their personalities are very alike.

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[kaden]

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name owleyes
gender she-cat
age one hundred-thirty-two moons
rank elder
clan creekclan

+traits loyal, outgoing, helpful, kind
-traits cranky, grumpy, lonely, weak

crush none, too old

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owleyes is your typical elder. she has served her whole life serving the clan and has now retired to the elder's den. she is very old and frail and is expected to pass away soon. owleyes had a mate called antfur and they had four litters of kits together until antfur died. he died soon after her fourth litter and owleyes immediately became depressed. she stopped caring for her kits for a while until one died, she then worked hard to make sure the others survived. she is actually very lonely as an elder.

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[batheir]

Hey! Some familiar faces here ^-^ excited to join!

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The first thing you would notice about this she-cat is her eyes.
Two beautiful oval orbs, surrounded by an ocean of ice blue.
Next, your eyes would sway over to her body; a sleek, smooth frame with silver fur,
black stripes rippling down her shoulders and back, to be highlighted with
white and a taint of chestnut brown.
She could be portrayed as a runner; with long, sleek legs, and
nimble paws, perfect for dashing through a forest without effort.
Her fur is short, and smooth, along with a distinct shine to it, if
it ever happens to catch the sunlight.

This she-cat has an interesting personality; a naturally curious she-cat,
who loves to adventure and explore the unknown. She has a intelligent
vibe to her; calm headed and wise beyond her years. You would think
that these two traits would clash against each other right? Surely, an
intelligent cat would not just throw herself into the unknown, completely
unaware of what's out there. But that's how she learns, through trial and
error, discovering the unknown. Almost always full of energy, you will always
find this she-cat poking around the place, checking strange smells and working
things out in her mind. Now, don't forget her other traits; a normally gentle and
sympathetic cat; with a side of witty comebacks and sarcasm, and the slight vibe
of being an airhead.

Her history is a fairly basic one- if you count leaving your parents on your own to
wander the world by yourself. Sick of her parent's tight grasps, she simply left one day,
breaking loose from the ropes that held back her curious mind. Once she left, she traveled
as she pleased; never staying in one place for long. She encountered many experiences,
ranging from wandering lonely alleyways to running through waving fields of farmer's land.
Finally, after wandering through the forest she had met this group of cats; to her, it was time
to settle down, and here was the perfect place. Nice clan, nice land. Perfect for a cat such as her.
Of course, she still misses travelling carelessly, but ties with these cats have rooted her too far;
she's not going to leave for quite some time.

The one thing that this she-cat hasn't encountered is love. Of course, she's seen it bloom and prosper,
but never for herself. It is safe to say, that this she-cat has never felt it. She's dying to find out what it
feels like, but is sure to not rush into anything. Of course, it wouldn't be hard to lure a tom in, with her
good looks and charm, but that wouldn't be the best of it, would it? She wants a tom to love her for her.

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name;; raindapple

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gender;; female

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age;; 24 moons

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love life;; none, but would like a mate.

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kin;; Red, Mouse.

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dislikes: badgers, being confined, grumpy cats.

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likes: trees, running, hunting

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advantages; good hunter, great tree climber
good runner

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disadvantages; can't swim, dislikes confined spaces

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description: small silver tabby she-cat with highlights of white and black,
along with striking blue eyes.

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scars: a small nick on ear, several on shoulders

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scent:cut grass

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personality: curious, gentle, intelligent, slight airhead
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ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ;;
Cinderpaw is a gentle, intelligent and caring cat, with many worries.
Honestly, he would try to save any cat in trouble, if it was their time of need.
May the cat be one of his clan mates, from a rival clan, rouge, even kittypet, he would try to help it.
Some say he's girly because of it, but he chooses to ignore it.
Cinderpaw will not let his blindness get in his way. He was born with it, so having the loss of sight was
only natural. His sense of hearing and smell are quite defined, and you would probably
find it tough to sneak up on him; a scolding would be present, if you were able to sneak up on him.
Even though Cinderpaw is known for his sweet nature, he has a dry sense of humor,
often joking when around grumpy cats to cheer them up, or occasionaly make fun of himself.
He may often use it when he's in a bad mood, talking sarcastically and having a short temper.

Cinderpaw had always wanted to be a warrior cat, ever sine he was dropped off in _____clan.
Even if, cats said he can't do it, Cinderpaw won't let them control his life.
Without his sight makes fighting other cats and animals difficult, but, he's found out a method.
Don't let his blindness fool you, he could claw off your ears pretty well if he wanted to,
but it's the fast movements that challenge him, and he willingly admits to struggling with it, regularily,
on top of falling over his own paws a few times.
Cinderpaw can be very observant of other cat's feelings, and can be very curious of the
the back story of the cats he meets, to judge what they might be feeling and what they might do.
Some may call it a gift, while other a curse or fatal flaw. Cinderpaw can be offended
quite easily, especially if other cats judge him by his blindness, or taunt him in a mean way about it.
If a cat with normal sight can do it, he can do it too, except for fighting, but even then, he works hard
to perfect it.

He's quite a friendly cat, and won't hesitate to speak his mind, but he likes to hear other's ideas first.
Although Cinderpaw is willing to be friendly, he tends to keep to herself at times,
and hasn't really made any close friends, but would like to make an effort to do so.
He has a keen sense for prey, and can find them as well as any other cat, due to his defined senses.
Cinderpaw hopes that he's will become a great warrior cat one day, and that he's doing the right thing,
with his life.

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Cats have told him that he's very handsome, but a tad feminine. He has a black pelt, with piercing green eyes that seem
to haunt. He has short to medium long hair, that's sleek and a bit wispy. He's not the largest for
his age, but his body is muscular, and lean. Cinderpaw doesn't have any scars that are major,
only a nick on his ear, and a few on his shoulders; he's only ever been in small fights. He has longish
legs, normal size for his body, and a fluffy tail. Without a speck of color on him, except for black,
he suspects he got his black pelt from his father. His paw pads are grey and
hard, perfect for walking along stone, and rough surfaces. With his back legs very powerful, they give him
a fair amount of power, in the back. It also doesn't make them bad for climbing. He has an acute sense
of hearing, and smell; probably because he has been using only them, to substitute for her blindness.
Over all, he could be considered quite unique; with bright green eyes clashing against pitch black fur.

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ;; (Told from his point of view.)
"Well, It's sort of sad, but I'll tell it anyways. Mind you, it's for your ears only, I've kept it secret.
I came here when I was about three or four moons. I was dropped off at the camp entrance. My mother
was a Kittypet, and my father was a rouge. My father wanted my mother to live by the Rouge ways, or
well what they do with kits. As you know, I'm blind, and being a rouge, being blind, just won't work. So,
my father wanted me dead. He didn't mean bad, but it was just a custom he has been living with.
Honestly, I can see their point. I wouldn't last long out there. But my mother didn't want me to die. She
had heard of Timberclan, which wasn't too far away from where she lived. She knew that they would take
care of me, and not let me die; she had seen them with the elders. So, she dropped me off here. My father
was unsure on how it would go, but soon figured out that I would be fine, and that I didn't have to die. So,
my story is bittersweet. Although, I had parents that didn't want me, out of love, they dropped me off here,
which honestly, was the best thing they could ever do."

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gender;; male

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age;; 10 moons

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love life;; slight crush on sight

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kin;; rose, tooth.

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dislikes: spiders, rivers, birds of prey.

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advantages; friendly, silent hunter,
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disadvantages; can't swim, can't climb, bad fighter,is blind.

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description: small tom with black fur and blind green eyes

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scars: a small nick on ears, and nose

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scent:idk a cat scent?

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personality: curious, kind, intelligent.
May be killed

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|| all have been accepted. Just to say this now, if you want your cat in the poll for one of the two remaining murderer spots pm me. || Bathier;; your cats will be added once I get on PC. ||

ouo

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when you first meet leopardheart, she is very kind and friendly, and
partly shy. though this she-cat is very smart, and learns to foll you.
once you really get to know her she is very rude and sarcastic, though
she is a loyal friend and clan mate to the end and only wants the best
for you. she has a hard time letting go, though learned how to masked
her feelings pretty well, though she will tell you if she is annoyed or
happy and will make you feel bad. her remarks may crawl beneath your
pelt, stinging you forever. let's put it this way, either she can be your
best friend or make you live a living hell. anyways, leopardheart is very
good at hunter, as she is slightly taller then most and quick.

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name leopardheart
age twenty-six moons
gender molly
rank warrior

fur brown tabby
eyes light green
size little taller
build very quick

kin lionclaw - doveflight
woodfur
crush none
mate none
kits none

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leopardheart was taught
from a young age that
a she-cat should be gentle
and loving - though this
molly took it the other
way, making herself
strong.

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[Vit11]

How Your cat looks like: X.

Username: Vit11

Cats name: Bramblingstorm

Moons: 39

Rank: Warrior

Gender: Male

Crush: None currently, could be either male or female

Family:
Laurelfoot - Mother - Deceased
Cootstorm - Father - Deceased

Any history?: Was born and raised in Creekclan.

Personality:

Type: INTP - Introvert / Intuitive / Thinking / Perceiving

Cardinal: Apatheic

- Sagicious
- Cunning
- Intuitive
- Vigilant
- Stoic
- Quiet
- Reserved
- Apathetic
- Effeminate
- Stubborn
- Sarcastic

Personality Summary: He's quite the aloof cat, often wanders off during the day and do solo hunting patrols. He dislikes talking and would hardly strike a conversation unless it's with someone he respects, which is few. Although he was born and raised in Creekclan, this does not make him loyal to them. He will follow their orders and commands, hunt for the young and weak, but he is prone to abandon the clan to become a rogue, not only for his disloyalty, but also for his unattachment to anyone in particular. He's intelligent, his IQ measuring off the charts, with a snide tongue to come along with such smarts. Bramblingstorm is a hard worker, never coming back empty handed after a hunting patrol. But his distant personality makes it difficult to notice this side of him. He detests loners and rogues and would often knock heads with the leader and deputy whenever they bring in a stray cat. His attitude towards cats whom were former loners also made him prone to snap towards those whom have loner, rogue or kittypet blood in their veins, therefore making the offspring of those not clan born prone to being the target of Bramblingstorm's rage. Bramblingstorm is also apathetic, meaning that he feels no sympathy for anything in particular, therefore rendering him useless when it comes to showing compassion. Due to this, he would kill without second thought, not caring if what he kills was a loved elder or a innocent kit, so long if he gets the job done.

Strengths:
- Deciphering ones next action; advantage for hunting & fighting.
- Astute senses, mainly hearing and smelling; advantage for hunting & tracking.
- Swim, fight and holding breath underwater; advantage for fighting in water.
- Long tail; advantage for balancing both on a thin platform & running.
- Has immense jaw power; advantage for death grip & suffocation.
- Thin slick body; Advantage for running & swimming.
- Vast knowledge about herbs; advantage for healing.
- Small quiet paws; advantage for stalking.
- Water proof fur; advantage for swimming.

Weaknesses:
- Small size; disadvantage when against larger more stronger enemies.
- Long tail; disadvantage as enemies could use it against opponent, (grabbing it and holding Jargon down).
- Dull teeth & claws; disadvantage for death bites and ability to wound opponent with claws.
- Thick fur; disadvantage for swimming (long fur can be quite heavy when drenched).

Other:
- He has a habit of nipping at his wrists and tail when nervous, bored or just plain curious of how long he can sink his teeth into his own flesh before letting go. For numerous of times, he would to lock jaws onto his wrist or tail and would only let go after he tastes blood, but oftentimes would continue to bite down to see how long he will last. This would explain the many traces of bite marks, scabs and deep lacerations planted on his tail and wrists.
- He developed his skills of herbs and medicine in Creekclan as a medicine apprentice, but eventually changed positions from medicine cat apprentice to warrior cat apprentice due to his uncanny skills in fighting and hunting. Despite this though, he continuously reminds himself of the herb practices, in case if he were to ever leave the clan, he would know how to take care of himself.

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finished blackleaf <3
she is on the first page =3

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oakpelt is very caring towards other cats, but when you betray him or make him mad
he will leave you. you know, when a cat gives another two chances? that is not in his
mind, he will leave you. one time your out sort of thing, you know? he has token the path
were he is a strong warrior, sort of wants to fight. he is a flirty show-off sometimes, but
likes to flirt and mess around with the mollies, but mostly his leader. over the moons he
has developed a crush on the cute female, and usually tries to hang around her a lot. he
loves to mess around with her, and tease her. though on the other hand, oakpelt gets mad
easily and isn't afraid of snapping and will tell you what is wrong though.

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name oakpelt
age 48 moons
gender brute
rank warrior

fur dark brown tabby
eyes dark green
size little taller
build very strong

kin ??? mother - ??? father
sandkit
crush silverstar
mate none
kits none

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oakpelt was born
alongside his sister,
blackleaf, and brother
sandkit. when his sister
took the path of a
medicine cat he wasn't
thrilled, but was happy.

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