Meow's Character Storage Space Thing

[blue neighbourhood]

♛♛♛
ＷＨＡＴ ＩＳ ＬＥＦＴ
ωнєη нσησя
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meet roseblaze,
a 32 moon old warrior. her prefix, rose-, is for her pale ginger coat, and her
suffix, -blaze, is for her fearless fighting skills. though she hasn't had the
best past, she will never let that get in front of her, as she knows she has
her warrior duties to complete. the molly is gentle and friendly and sweet,
but in battle, she can be as fierce as the whole of lionclan.
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roseblaze grew up with her brothers, ravenwing and brackennose, and parents,
ivyfeather and dustnose. all was well and good until the night of their
warrior ceremony when the three were sitting vigil. it was a calm and
peaceful night until there was a sudden rustling in the leaves. a rogue
attack - killing ravenwing. roseblaze feels as if she hasn't recovered
from her brother's death over 4 moons ago, and doesn't think she ever will.
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[blue neighbourhood]

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name; rosestar
age; 36 moons
gender; she-cat
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[blue neighbourhood]

ＯＡＫＷＨＩＳＫＥＲ
ｔｈｅ ｃｈａｒｍｉｎｇ
theme song; heartbeat - scouting for girls
this is oakwhisker, the charming young
med. cat of iceclan. he doesn't mean to be, but he
always seems to be helping the she-cats
of the clan.

name;; oakwhisker
age;; 32 moons
rank;; medicine cat
gender;; tom

oakwhisker has had a normal life, with
nothing important to note, other than his parents'
and sister's death when he was only nine moons.
his parents died after a food poisoning, and
his sister, rosepaw, was killed by
foxes. oakwhisker never recovered from his sister's
death, and he doesn't think he ever will.
he loved rosepaw very much.

mother;; lilyfoot
father;; whitecloud
sister;; rosepaw
brother;; none

oakwhisker is a very calm and patient cat,
and will stick up for his friends if he needs
to. however, he can be bitter and snappy
if he gets caught in his thoughts, and
he tends to keep it all to himself.

+personality traits; charming, gentle,
calm, caring, empathetic.
-personality traits; worries, keeps himself to himself,
impatient, doubtful, shy.

[blue neighbourhood]

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ｎｅｖｅｒ ｌｅｔ ｇｏ
ｏｆ ｙｏｕｒ ｄｒｅａｍｓ...
meet littlekit, soon to be littleheart, the little brown passionate kit from iceclan. being the smallest of his litter, he had always struggled to keep up with his siblings, and looks up to them greatly, especially ivykit. he isn't sure why, but he is a feminine little guy, so he thinks that might have something to do with it.
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littlekit has a big heart for one so young, and is patient but can easily get excitable. as noted, he is a feminine tom, but that doesn't always make him confident. littlekit is shy yet obedient, and he never seems to get a word in conversations. the brown tom is a strong believer that you should never give up on your dreams, no matter how old! even when i'm a grouchy old elder, i'll still be dreaming of being littlestar. he hopes that when he becomes an apprentice he will get a patient mentor, as he can sometimes be a handful.
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littlekit's pelt is a light brown, with darker markings and a small white patch on his chest, belly, tail-tip and left back paw. it is long and fluffy - adding to the feminine side of him - and has razor sharp claws. his eyes are round and are misty blue, becoming more green as he grows.
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[blue neighbourhood]

meet sorrelheart,
the thirty-four moon old warrior of ___clan.









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[blue neighbourhood]

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indentlittlekit woke up to a soft, furry snake on his nose. he sighed, then sneezed, and stood up, and whispered, "owlkit! you've got to stop sleeping with your tail out. honestly!" he laughed softly to himself, sitting down at the wall of the nursery. only then did he realise that ivykit was awake, and he whispered softly, "morning." the five moon old kit saw what his litter sister was trying to do, and decided to copy owlkit. as in by tickling him with his tail.
indentthe little cinnamon tabby's short tail hovered over his brother's nose, and it dropped directly on top, twitching to add to the, 'wake up now please, thank you' vibe. littlekit's method of waking cats was definitely much different from ivykit's, who was meanwhile nudging him roughly. "owlkit!" he whispered playfully. "i'll be the mouse and you be the badger. can't catch me!"
indenthe ran the the right of the den, seeing if owlkit would try to get him then. it felt more damp there - rain had probably got through the weaker side of the nursery. he glanced at his mother and saw her murmuring something to tidesong. littlekit waved his stumpy tail in greeting - he had always loved getting visitors, even if it wasn't for him. at that moment he saw the vole, and his belly rumbled an almighty rumble. the little brown kit padded slowly to his mother, licked her cheek in greeting, and mewed, "can i get a bit? i'm starving!"

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[blue neighbourhood]

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[ oakwhisker ] [ 36 moons ] [ in the medicine den] [ tags; tagged ]
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indentoakwhisker opened one eye to sunlight beaming on his face, again. he had been up for hours, unable to fall asleep. the wise, young medicine cat had put off from taking some sleeping herbs, as he knew they were vital in the cold seasons. thinking of the weather, oakwhisker poked his head out of the medicine den, feeling a chilly wind blow through his fur. he shivered softly, completely forgetting what the cold felt like. he whipped back in, fluffing out his bushy, chocolate fur. he glanced at his apprentice, ashpaw, sleeping soundly beside him, his chest rising and descending softly.
indentcareful not to wake him, he padded towards the herb stores, wanting to make sure they had enough catmint - just to be sure. leaf-fall brings leafbare; leafbare brings cold weather, cold weather brings greencough. that was what his mentor, quailfeather, had told him, and he had always recited it each leaf-fall and leafbare.
indentthis was his first year without quailfeather, which was hard. his mentor had been a grouchy old tom, but was affectionate and caring at heart, and would sacrifice anything for his clan. he had had a mysterious lump in his belly, and without telling oakwhisker, he knew he wouldn't make it. he wouldn't dare tell his apprentice that, not until when it was nearing his last days. quailfeather told oakwhisker to stop looking after him, and to leave him be, for he could see starclan waiting for him. peacefully, he died in his sleep, with oakwhisker right beside him.
indentshaking out his fur, oakwhisker cleared the thoughts of his mentor. yes, he died, but he taught me everything i needed to know. all the safe and dangerous herbs, what to do for queens and greencough... i'll be fine. he headed outside and sat beside the medicine cave, looking out for any cat to have a conversation with. one fact about oakwhisker; he was very sociable. despite him being a little shy and awkward, there was nothing else better than having a quick gossip to someone, which was something he didn't get to do much with quailfeather. it was one of his biggest regrets, since they were very close, but they just didn't have time. when quailfeather was alive, they had their leader and deputy's death, so they didn't get much time alone. however, with ashpaw, oakwhisker feels as if they could talk about anything and everything, without having to stop too much for work. of course, oakwhisker was oblivious to his apprentice waking up and leaving for a while, since he was too busy muttering to himself about the cold weather. he didn't bother checking in on ashpaw either, since he was right beside the entrance, so he assumed he was still asleep.

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meet dawnblaze, a thirty six moon old warrior of iceclan. her prefix, dawn, is for her bright pelt hue, and her suffix, blaze, is for her fearless battle skills. as mentioned, dawnblaze is a fearless fighter, tactful and sly, sneaky and witty. however; that is only when she's in battle. once you get to know her, dawnblaze is one of the most sweet and gentle cats you will ever meet. she is bright and optimistic, which is probably because of her unfortunate past...
she was born to a young she-cat known as rosestar, and a big, handsome tom with the name of timberfrost. she and her brother, oakwhisker, were the last surviving of five kits, the other three were mousekit, kestrelkit, and jaykit. her three siblings that didn't make it to apprenticeship died from a vicious fox attack, and mousekit burned to death in a horrific forest fire. but oh no, the grief didn't stop there. timberfrost was watching owlkit and dawnkit become owlpaw and dawnpaw with his elderly mother, until a tree fell directly on top of the strong, brown warrior. his last action was shoving his mother out of harm's way, sending him to his death.
after a long, eight moons of apprenticeship, owlpaw and dawnpaw gained their warrior names; oakwhisker and dawnblaze. they were with rosestar when she died peacefully in her den, and the siblings watched their parents' spirits join one another, once again united. now, she dedicates every breath in her body to all of her dead family members, especially her three little siblings who didn't live to see adulthood.
dawnblaze is a strong, sweet, gentle cat, with the biggest heart and optimism. she is brave and wise, but can sometimes seem distant and guarded. like her close brother, she tends to keep herself to herself, and will keep her thoughts bottled up inside her. she also suffers from anxiety, but she's never told anyone, and doesn't plan on doing so.
the young molly doesn't have a mate or a crush at the moment, but the thought of having kits makes her heart swell. whether it's the familiar scents of the nursery or the memories of being a kit, dawnblaze doesn't know, but either way, she dreams of being a queen one day.

[blue neighbourhood]

ｍ ｏ ｔ ｈ ｂ ｌ ａ ｚ ｅ
[ mothblaze ] [ 36 moons ] [ in the center of camp ] [ tags; tagged ]
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indentmothblaze opened her eyes, feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. she rolled onto her back, a small smile on her face, happiness surging through her. it had been the second night in a row that she had saw mousekit, kestrelkit and jaykit in her dreams, her deceased brothers. as kits, they had been close in the three moons that they had together, but they all knew that there was something wrong with mousekit. before they could work it out, he was gone forever, and mothblaze and oakwhisker were never to see his little smile again.
indenttonight she saw kestrelkit, the handsome black and white tom of the litter. he would have grown to be such a wonderful, brave warrior - and possibly the leader of iceclan. mothblaze sighed as she thought of her little brother, he was so wise in starclan! so gentle and strong, even for a kit. they were talking about froststar, and his final moments in the forest. the empathetic tom had been fighting for iceclan, but had been taken out along with their deputy and a few warriors. grief washed over mothblaze at the realization froststar would never come back, and the last surviving cats of iceclan had no leader or deputy - for now.
indentshaking out her fur to clear her mind, she padded out of the warriors' den to the center of camp, looking for someone to have a quick chat with. still unsure if she should tell anyone, mothblaze lay on her belly beside the fresh-kill pile, and glanced around for somebody to talk to. she caught a glimpse of ashpaw sneaking into the medicine den rather suspiciously, but the golden warrior thought nothing of it. instead, she fluffed up her fur, and continued looking for somebody to talk to.

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[blue neighbourhood]

ＬＡＴＥＬＹ Ｉ'ＶＥ ＢＥＥＮ, Ｉ'ＶＥ ＢＥＥＮ ＬＯＳＩＮＧ ＳＬＥＥＰ
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