fawnclan - open and accepting

[yeeee.]

(When I complete my warrior may I have an apprentice?)

[storm coming.]

mark- reserve me the names juniperberry (she-cat, warrior), featherblaze (she-cat, queen), and two toms which will be named silentstep and stormblaze. ^^ my forms will be up soon.

[flowercatt]

(Darkest, sure!)

[storm coming.]

Name; Juniperberry
Gender; Female
Age; Twenty eight moons
Rank; Warrior
Personality; wip
Crush?; Open
History?; wip
Other; c: 

Name; Featherblaze
Gender; Female
Age; Thirty moons
Rank; Queen
Personality; Wip
Crush?; Open
History?; Wip
Other; Expecting three kits. Her mate is dead. 

Name; Stormblaze
Gender; Male
Age; Fifteen moons
Rank; Young warrior
Personality; wip
Crush?; Open
History?; wip
Other; c: 

Name; Silentstep
Gender; Male
Age; Fifteen moons
Rank; Young warrior
Personality; wip
Crush?; Open
History?; wip
Other; My forms are a wip, I will finish them later.  

[flowercatt]

(They all look okay so far, accepted)

[flowercatt]

Fawnstar
The she-cat slowly blinked awake, parting her jaws in a yawn. She stood up, stretching her front legs first, then her hind legs. Fawnstar blinked away the sleepiness and padded out of her den, looking up at the sky to see the sky was still dark, with the sun barely peeking over the horizon. There were still a few stars in the darkest part of the sky. She saw there was a few other cats awake and flicked her tail in a silent greeting to whoever noticed she was awake and padded over to the edge of the camp, thinking about who should go on the dawn patrol

Rabbitpaw
He was one of the first ones awake, like usual. Rabbitpaw jumped over everyone that was sleeping in the apprentice den, careful not to wake anyone up. He sat down outside of the den, practically bouncing in his paws. Rabbitpaw was probably the most hyper cat in the clan, or close to it. He stood up and ran a circle around the whole camp,

[fabian]

Name; Driftstorm
Gender; Male
Age; 27 moons
Rank; Warrior
Personality; Driftstorm is a very overprotective tom, valuing his friends highly and would not let anybody lay a paw on them. He is loyal and trustworthy once somebody gets close to him, but he is sadly antisocial and gives off a threatening demeanour. He uses sarcasm as a defence mechanism hence making him come off as rude, he is also known to start fights despite the fact that he doesn't intend to.
Crush?; Open

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Name; Dewclaw
Gender; Female
Age; 26 moons
Rank; Warrior
Personality; Dewclaw is a very kind, warm-hearted and helping she-cat. She loves to offer any help whenever she needs to, even when she knows she can't she will always try to! Whenever she sees a fellow clan-mate or not, she will always try to approach them in a friendly, calm and collected manner. She avoids violence and would only fight or kill another feline if it was her last resort in self-defence.
Crush?; Open

[flowercatt]

Accepted

[fabian]

((yay!! vuv)

∂єω¢ℓαω;;
The she cat awoke from her slumber, slowly padding outside of the warriors den with a yawn. She was greeted with the sight of some other cats awake, lingering around the camp. She continued to stare; still half asleep until she was jolted awake by a smaller cat running past her energetically. She smiled happily noticing Rabbitpaw already hyper at such an ungodly hour, and decided not to interrupt the apprentice's fun. She settled herself down in front of the warriors den, sighing in content.

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Rabbitpaw
After darting around some more, and probably waking up other cats, he flopped down in the middle of camp, bored. Rabbitpaw turned around and quickly licked some fur that was sticking up, only to have it ruined again by him darting over to Dewclaw "Hi Dewclaw!" He meowed loudly, almost screaming "How are you? What's your favorite color? Favorite smell? OOH favorite prey? Have you ever killed a badger before? Ever eaten catnip? Ever hunted down a HAWK? Have you ever tried to jump off a reallly tall branch trying to fly then fell in a puddle? I've done that before." Rabbitpaw continued bombarding Dewclaw with random, pointless questions