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[monstera]

Ｕｎｉｔｅｄ Ｗｅ Ｓｔａｎｄ
Ｄｉｖｉｄｅｄ Ｗｅ Ｆａｌｌ

Thousands of moons ago, our beloved Clan did not exist. Instead, a group of rogues prowled through these forests. Tensions were always high, and fights between cats broke out often. All those moons ago, our land was nothing but extra space for bloodshed. Though, this all ended one day, the day SunClan was created.
A thick storm had just rolled in, thunder echoing throughout the land as lightning struck the ground. It covered the land within seconds- and stretched for many miles beyond it. There seemed to be no escape, the only way to stay safe was to hide underground. The rogues piled into small abandoned dens, dozens cramming into one space at a time. It was one of the only times when they all got along; for they were all in the same situation. The storm went on for many sunrises, getting stronger and stronger as time passed. Soon enough, food supply was low. The rogues learned to share with each other, even if they didn't want to. Finally, it seemed as if there was no escape from this certain death.
Until a cat by the name of Sun was born.
One of the rogue queens had given birth the 5th sunrise of the storm. His pelt danced with different shades of orange, and his eyes were a magnificent golden. The day he was born, the storm suddenly cleared. The cats rejoiced, bowing down to the young kit and presenting him with all the prey he could ask for, even though he could not eat any of it. The day after his birth, and the storm passed, an Elderly cat by the name of Stone told of a message he received by their great ancestors in StarClan.
"The sun has arose in our time of need; without him all of us would no longer be. Our ancestors have spoken, Sun shall become our leader, and his name shall now be SunStar." Stone cheered.
The rogues joined him in unison, cheering for their new leader.
Though it was a few moons until he officially became the leader, he lead the clan with pride until his dying days.
After his death, the group renamed themselves 'SunClan', to honor their fallen leader.

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Follow the Forum Rules

This is a must. If you need a refresher, please look here for the forum rules, and here for the animal role-play forum rules.

Literacy

This role-play is semi-literate, which means I expect at least 6 lines per post, at the most size 85 font. Yes, I do accept writers block since it happens with all of us, though when it does happen please try to post at least 4 lines, still at size 85 font. Please do not use writers block as an excuse all the time. I will allow it at most once every page or two. To make sure you are literate enough for this role-play, I would like you to make your own forms. Keep in mind that you may only have one picture in your form, if you do.

characters

First of all, keep your genders even. With a lot of role-plays, I often see more females then males. I do not want this to happen, so please try to make one male for every female. Next, your characters may not power play, or be perfect characters. It is quite unfair to everyone else if your character kills every fox they come across, or their looks attracts all the guys. Finally, you do not have a limit to your characters, so feel free to make only as many as you can handle.

Defend your Clan, even with your life. You may have friendships with cats from other Clans, but your loyalty must remain to your Clan, as one day you may meet them in battle.

Do not hunt or trespass on another Clan's territory.

Elders, queens, and kits must be fed before apprentices and warriors. Unless they have permission, apprentices may not eat until they have hunted to feed the elders. If any warrior or apprentice is sick or injured, they may eat while the elders, queens, and kits are eating.

Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to StarClan for its life.

A kit must be at least six moons old to become an apprentice.

Newly appointed warriors will keep a silent vigil for one night after receiving their warrior name.

A cat cannot be made deputy without having mentored at least one apprentice.

The deputy will become Clan leader when the leader dies, retires or is exiled.
After the death or retirement of the deputy, the new deputy must be chosen before moonhigh.
A Gathering of all four Clans is held at the full moon during a truce that lasts for the night. There shall be no fighting among Clans at this time.
Boundaries must be checked and marked daily. Challenge all trespassing cats.
No warrior can neglect a kit in pain or danger, even if the kit is from a different Clan.
The word of the Clan Leader is the warrior code.
An honorable warrior does not need to kill other cats to win his/her battles, unless they are outside the warrior code or if it is necessary for self-defense.
A warrior rejects the soft life of a kittypet.

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Camp;; The clan camp is located in the heart of the territory. It is surrounded by large rocks, which aide in protecting the camp from predators. The only exit and entrance is a thick layer of undergrowth between two rocks, just large enough for a single cat to squeeze through. The floor of the camp is mostly rock, with small areas of dirt and sand scattered about. Finally, in the center of the camp is a large tree, where the leader stands on the lowest branch to address the clan.

Leaders Den;; The leader rests in a large burrow underneath the tree in the center of the camp. Inside, there is a thick layer of leaves and grass for the leader to sleep on, along with a small pool of water to allow the leader to drink when thirsty.

Medicine Cat Den;; Nearest the leaders den lies the Medicine Cat den. It is located in a burrow underneath some rocks; the inside covered with a soft sand. Small nests line the wall of the cave for patients to rest on, with a small water pool in the corner. Finally, in the back of the den is the Medicine Cat's nest, layered thickly in soft leaves. Next to the nest are the piles of herbs for the medicine cat to use.

Warriors Den;; Closest to the entrance of the camp is the Warriors Den. It is, also, located underneath a rock. Inside, nests are laid in a spiral pattern. The newest warriors sleep in the outside circle, while senior warriors and the deputy sleep in the center, where it is the warmest.

Apprentice Den;; Next to the Warriors Den is the Apprentices den, located underneath a rock. It isn't as large as the Warriors den, though it still works well for the apprentices. Inside, the ground is covered with leaves and grass. The apprentices are allowed to make their own nests if they would like, though most simply sleep on the leaves.

Nursery;; The nursery is located right next to the Medicine Cat den to allow queens to easily get to the medicine cat if needed. It is a large burrow underneath a rock, with nests scattered around the area of the den. These nests are often made of softer leaves, allowing comfort to the nursing queens.

Elders Den;; The last den inside the camp is the Elders Den, located near the medicine cat den as well. Inside there are thick leafy nests to allow comfort to the retired warriors. The nests lay around the edge of the den, which allows the elders to converse easily with each other.

Hunting Grounds;; A while away from the camp lies the main hunting grounds. Here, prey is quite plentiful, which is why it is often hunted around. Though, there has been sighting of a large eagle nesting in one of the trees surrounding the hunting grounds. Thus, it is advised to have another cat accompany you while hunting there.

The Stream;; Close to the hunting grounds lies the stream. This is the main water source for the entire clan, along with some fish when land prey is scarce. Though, this also has a bit of danger to it; the current can get quite strong unexpectedly, and will pull a cat under if they aren't too well at swimming.

The Great Oak Tree;; Here, the leader and medicine cat can communicate with StarClan. It is located in the center of a large cave, and will only allow you to communicate with StarClan at night. To speak with them, the leader or medicine cat will gently shake the tree, allowing a single leaf to fall. They then chew up the leaf, which makes them fall into a deep sleep.

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Relationships
---> he likes her or vice versa
<---> they like each other
<3 mates
</3 exes

none atm

Mentors & Apprentices
none atm

Leader: Tigerstar ♂
Deputy: Badgerclaw ♂
Medicine Cat: Morningshine ♀
Medicine Cat Apprentice: Scorchstep ♂

Warriors
Silverwing ♀
Foxtail ♂
GingerRose ♀
Aspenwing ♂
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Apprentices
Silverpaw ♀
Holliepaw ♀
Ivypaw ♀
Stormpaw ♂
Brindlepaw ♀

Queens
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Kits
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Elders
White-Eye ♂
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[monstera]

name;; silverkit - silverpaw - silverfeather
gender;; fae - female
age;; 12 moons
rank;; apprentice

hello there, strange creature. i guess you are here to learn a bit about me? well, truly there isn't much to learn. my name, as of now, is silverpaw, named for my silvery colored pelt and eyes. i guess it makes sense, though my fur seems to me more grey than silver. oh well, um, where were we? oh yes, i am a female. now, don't go off checking, i can assure you that i am a female, at the age of 12 moons. finally, i am an apprentice, though aiming to be a warrior in the upcoming moons. in fact, many of the clan cats ask me why i am still an apprentice. well, maybe i am a bit too young still, who knows?

personality;; friendly ;; energetic ;; shy
family;; moonfeather ( mum ), darkclaw ( father ), oakkit ( desceased ), stormkit ( desceased )
background info;; read below
love life;; crushless - mateless

okay, i guess now you want to get to know me a bit more? well, i guess we will have to start off with my personality! okay, first of all many state i am extremely friendly, and well, id have to believe them. i try my hardest to be kind to everyone i meet, even if they are a bit mean to me at first. next, i guess you could say im a bit.. energetic most of the time. though i do act mature when i need to, i simply like to jump around and have fun when i have the time to. finally, i am quite shy. i find it a bit difficult to talk to cats i haven't really socialized with before. though i will try, most of the time i will get a bit scared and run off. so, a suggestion; if you are talking to me for the first time, be gentle, mmkay?

okay, my family now? uh, not much there. i have my mum, moonfeather. my father, darkclaw. and my desceased brothers, oakkit, and stormkit

o-okay, now we are getting a deep. my background.. and my history. well, i don't want you to feel pity for me after i finish telling the story, because it was in the past, not present. okay, to start off with, i was the runt of my litter. my legs weren't fully developed when i was born, which in turn caused it to be quite hard for me to walk. i would stumble a lot, my weak legs unable to sustain my weight. they finally begun to build strength when i was 5 moons old, which allowed me to walk a lot easier than before. though still, it was kind of a struggle. i was apprenticed late, at 9 moons because the leader was afraid training would damage my legs more than they already were. he was right, for when i begun training i got tired easily, and wasn't able to do my training properly. finally, my mentor had an idea. he brought me to the stream, and told me to step into the water. of course, being the cat that i was, i hated it. though, he urged me on. eventually, i was neck deep in the water, my wet fur sticking to my coat. of course it was uncomfortable, though being in the water made me feel weightless, like nothing was pushing down on my legs. so, i began swimming. it turns out that i could swim quite well without my legs getting as tired as they would on land. i was thrilled, prancing around in joy at this new discovery. along with the fact i could swim well in the water, over time being in the water for long periods of time strengthened my legs.
though now they are still weak, i can run faster and longer than i did before, which allows me to be able to train more than i ever did before.

okay, my LOVE LIFE? are you serious? you kind of creep me out, creature. but, uh, i have no crush at the moment.. nor a mate. though, i have to admit, it would be nice to have one when im a bit older.

name;;Adderkit - Adderpaw - Adderstrike - White-Eye
gender;; tom - male
age;; 58 moons
rank;; Elder

oh lookie, some cat has decided to pester me. i guess if i must, i will share some information with you, fur ball. well, my name is White-Eye, though i used to be known as adderstrike. now don't worry, i will get into that story soon, but anyways.. i am a tom, no need to check if i am lying or not. my voice should be enough to show you i am indeed a male, not some fancy she-cat. um, my age? i believe i am currently 58 moons, though i could be mistaken. my memory is a bit bad these days, so i may be a bit older and younger than that. finally, i am an elder, and a retired medicine cat. now, go away will you?

personality;; grumpy ;; annoying ;; lazy
family;; swiftheart ( mother ) ;; whitefoot ( father ) ;; otter paw ( brother )
background info;; read below
love life;; crustless ;; mateless

oh, your back. well, i suppose you probably won't go away so i guess ill answer your silly questions. we are starting off with my personality? well, ill just describe to you what i hear from other cats. many call me a grumpy, annoying tom whom is too lazy to do anything. excuse them, but they should be at least thanking me for how much i have helped the clan. sure, i might not help them too much now, but i put in my time and now i just want to rest until starclan finally takes me in under their wing

humph, my history now? ugh, i don't think you will want to hear that story, but if you insist;
i was born with the name adderkit along with my brother, otterkit. we were a lively pair, always causing trouble with the clan members. of course, most thought we were quite cute with our shenanigans and tricks, while others found it annoying. my apprentice live was pretty normal, simply my brother and i training together to be the best warriors we could be. though, one day something.. odd happened, which changed both of our lives forever. i can remember it clearly; we had both just turned 15 moons old, and were hyped up with news we were given- if we could both prove to our mentors we were tough enough, we could become warriors. so, there we were, prancing around like two kits whom just became apprenticed, when i slipped and fell into a small hole underneath a tree. the inside? it reeked with fresh fox scent. the burrow was quite deep, though i was far enough back to see the shine of the mother fox eyes, glowing with hatred and anger. i let out a loud yowl, darting out of the burrow, and desperately searched for my brother. though he was gone, and i was alone, facing certain death. i turned, to look up at the red and white pelt of the fox. it lunged immediately, its loud yips and yowls awakening the birds in the trees. i tried to fight back, though that only enraged the beast more than it already was. eventually, the creature had found a weak point- my eyes. it scratched furiously at them, blinding me for a quick moment. right then, i felt a rush of adrenaline, and was able to scratch at the fox nose. it yelped, turning and darting away. i then turned and ran, my vision clearing slightly as i found my way back to camp. upon arriving, i collapsed.
soon enough, i awoke, lying in the medicine cat den. i could see, though it was extremely blurry. the medicine cat stood at my side, concern darkening his face. it turns out, the fox had damaged my eyes beyond repair, and i would likely go blind. i let the news sink in, my mind wondering- how would i become a warrior now? my mind swirled, though it seemed as if the medicine cat had been reading my thoughts, for he suddenly blurted out, "you know, i need a medicine cat apprentice.. maybe you could fill the spot? blindness may cause you to be a weak link in the warriors; but i can see potential in you as a medicine cat."
and without hesitation, i accepted.
i trained for moons in the ways of a medicine cat, soon rising to the position of full medicine cat when the older one passed. eventually, i did receive my full name- Adderstrike, though it quickly was changed to White-Eye when my vision finally vanished. when that had occurred, i retired, allowing my apprentice to take responsibility over the clan.
though, there is one thing still unclear about my past.
i never found out what happened to otterpaw

this is the last question? ugh, fine. i have no crush, and no mate. there, happy? I'm going to go sleep now. bye.


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[ｐｒｉｘｉｅ]

Ｂｒａｖｅｒｙ ｉｓ ｂｅｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ｏｎｌｙ ｏｎｅ ｗｈｏ ｋｎｏｗｓ ｙｏｕ'ｒｅ ａｆｒａｉｄ.

Ｔｈｅ Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ:;
Tigerheart
is strongly built tom,
with rather long legs.
His claws are longer
than usual and curved,
ideal for any kind of
combat. His eyes
tinged with gold, but
with an inner olive
green. His pelt is a
dark tan, with
black stripes, much
like those of a tiger.

Ｔｈｅ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ:;
Tigerheart is an ambitious cat with many plans for his future. He is loyal and never breaks his word, he has a strong amount of pride among him, therefore producing the stubborn streak of his. He will often refuse to back down even if he knows the game is already lost. With his large quantity of pride there comes a time, {all the time} when Tigerheart is rather cocky and oblivious to his surrounding environment. Though don't take this as an excuse to deem him dim-witted for it is quite the opposite. Tigerheart can be a bit mischievous and if given the excuse, he could banter back and forth for hours if necessary. His trademark his a sideways grin, which is usually followed by some sort of "genius idea" to better something. But when it comes to his clan he always put forth the most possible effort, and is rather serious when it comes to the matter. His clan is everything to him and he is fully willing to give up his life for it, both literally and metaphorically speaking. He has never found love in his clan but he hopes to. For now it seems like more a fairytale than a reality.

Ｆｒｏｍ Ｐａｓｔ ｔｏ Ｐｒｅｓｅｎｔ:;
...Tigerkit,Tigerpaw,Tigerheart,Tigerstar...
Life wasn't served to Tigerheart on a silver platter, in fact if anything it was thrown to him...along with a brick. To understand him fully you have to know his past, and to do so you have to start at the beginning..the very beginning. Tigerkit was born under the name of Skitters in a twoleg house. Embarrassing? very. As a kit he had never enjoyed the boundaries of walls and windows, and at the first chance he had gotten he fled from the clumsy twolegs. Turns out that wasn't a very good idea. As those particular twolegs lived in the middle of city. He lived as an alleycat for about a moon, scrounging for crumbs in trash cans, until he was captured, yet again by twolegs. These were much harsher though. They shoved him in a den made of metal and slammed shut a door of metal..he was trapped yet again. For about half a moon he waited inside that metal den, while small twolegs stuck their odd paws through the holes in the grid, in order to torture as he sat ,imprisoned, in the cold, metal den . One pair of twolegs seemed particularly intent on doing so and they opened the cage with their odd,bald paws. The second they opened it Tigerheart ran, even though he had no idea where on earth he was going, in a crazed frenzy for freedom. He eventually wandered out of the city, his inner compass completely off. He was found,unconscious, by a Sunwarrior on the border of their territory. He was then raised by a kind queen, and raised to be the tom he is today. From an apprentice, to a warrior, to leader of Sunclan.

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➵"Silverwing"
➵"no nicknames currently"
➵"I'm a she-cat, do I not look the part?"
➵♀
➵"I'm honestly quite happy with my rank of a warrior, although deputy would be nice."
➵Silverwing is a warrior
➵Silverwing has a very slim and agile build, which helps with speed and stealth but not much at all for combat, though don't let her looks fool you, though she may not excel in confrontational combat, she will often use tactics and trickery to defeat her opponents. Silverwing has a pale tan pelt with a silvery hue and darker leopard like markings. Her eyes are silver with a pale green hue.
➵Silverwing has short fur
➵Silverwing is a rather timid she-cat when you first meet her, and for reasons hidden in her past she does not trust easily. It takes loyalty to be considered a friend her mind, but once you are her friend she would do anything for you, but this is one of her qualities that she happens to detest because it has led to some bad decisions in her life. SIlverwing is anything but lazy, and will never be seen sleeping in, she would probably be hunting or helping the queens tend to their kits. Silverwing had always had a place for kits in her heart, though she is quite young for a warrior and has never mothered a kit or mentored one, though she hopes to. To those she trusts, Silverwing is just playful and intelligent and a genuine friend. Though she has never found true love in her clan she hopes to.
➵Silverwing was not born in the den of the Nursery, nor was she born in the house and presence of a twoleg, she was born on the streets in an alley of a large city. Her mother, Hazelpelt, was taken in by twolegs, along with her four kits. At first everything was perfect, she was cradled by the two legs and fed bowls of milk everyday, but all things good eventually come to an end. The twolegs, in all their strange way began taking her kits and giving them to other two legs in exchange for some piece of paper. Hazelpelt realized the truth too late and ran off into the forest, with her one and only remaining kit, who later became known as Silverwing. But Hazelpelt was not used to the harsh life of the clan cat and she soon caught green cough and passed away. Silverwing was then only a moon old and she wandered off, eventually entering Sunclan territory where she was taken in by a kind Queen. And raised to be the warrior she is today.

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The forms however are made my me Phoenix
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[Lothlórien]

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•Name•FoxTail
•Age•38 Moon Or 3 Years 2 Months Of Age.
•Gender•Tom/Male

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•The Past•You want to know about my past? Well of course you may know about it! I have nothing to hide, nothing at all. I was born two warriors. They were well known cats in the clan but were nothing super special. My great great-grandmother, was not a clan cat. In fact my great great-grandmother was at first a kitty pet who was taken to many a cat show. I was told she won many first prizes for her soft fluffy fur and charming looks. While my father was very handsome I must say I think I got my charming looks from my mothers side of the family. After all how many she-cats can resist this handsome face? My great great-grandmother hated her kitty pet life and left, she found a clan and fell in love with my great great-grandfather. No one really remembers that I have kitty pet in me, at least I don't think they do and if they do they don't seem to care. After all it's not like I was born to a kitty pet, nope, my mother was a third generation clan cat. We got a little off track there, but I wanted you to know why I looked the way I do. I had a brother, RavenWing, he was a quite tom who didn't talk much. As apprentice's I was much more talkative and made many more friends with my charm and friendly ways. I never felt bad for RavenWing then, I always just figured he was bringing the looniness on himself. When I was young I broke many a cute she-cats heart. I matured a lot when I reached the age to become a warrior and now understand the hurt I caused. I still flirt of course and sometimes others may find me annoying, but I always treat everyone with the respect they deserve and I always tell the truth. RavenWing died on a patrol when he was 13 Moons old because of land slid. I have moved on since then, and while I am just as much of a flirt as ever I am more aware about everyone's feelings and flirt in a much more gentlemanly like manner.

•Personality•WIP
•Family•Father-BadgerFur. Warrior, Dead.
Mother-PebbleTail. Warrior, Dead.
Brother-RavenWing. Warrior, Dead.
•Crush•Nope.
•Mate•No.
•Kits•None.

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•Name•GingerRose
•Age•24 Moon Or 2 Years Of Age.
•Gender•She-Cat/Female

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•The Past•My history is ether sad or not, depending on who you are. I don't like telling my history to others, but I suppose you must know. I was born to two loners, they lived on an abandoned farm. They didn't have warrior names, just Rosie & Blaze. They fell in love at a young age, I think before they would be called warriors, but did not become mates till they were both past 24 Moons. When my mother was 32 Moons she gave birth to a litter of 4 Kits. I of course was one of them, I was almost the last born except my younger sister, Thistle, came out just a few seconds after me. She was one of the biggest Kits in the litter. I had another sister, Lilly, she was older then me. Then the oldest of the bunch and the only boy was my brother, Storm. We were a very close family and did everything together. Even though I was not the youngest I was the smallest. But I could easily catch birds that others couldn't and even though I was small this helped me be light on my feet so I could catch bigger prey like Rabbits. When I was 12 Moons a sickness hit us and my mother did her best trying to heal us, she was good with herbs. But my father and siblings were lost. Somehow my mother and I lived. Sadly because of the illness I lost clear sight in my eyes and can only see about a foot and half in front of myself. At first I was depressed, I didn't do anything. But my strength came back and with my mothers help so did my will to be kind, gentle and determined. I re-learned everything with her help and now no one can really tell I have bad vision unless I tell them. My mother helped us find a clan, which I thought strange, I had only heard about clans. She said I would need someone when she was gone. Thankfully SunClan let me join when I was 15 Moons. They didn't know if I should be an apprentice or not, but after see my hunting skills and fighting skills they called me GingerRose. My mother died just a Moon after we were aloud to join. I think she knew I was safe and finally let go. I have been here ever since and plan to stay forever.

•Personality•GingerRose is a very sweet she-cat with a heart of gold. She is soft spoken, kind, shy and very loving. She will protect kits with her life and is any excellent huntress. Some may call her perfect with her always glossy fur, kind eyes and seemingly perfect features. No one has ever seen her get mad or do anything wrong. But of course she is NOT perfect, she has faults that no one knows about and she does her best to keep it that way. GingerRose has a temper underneath all those soft looks and kind words. When pushed she can be as dangerous as a full grown tom. While GingerRose is an amazing hunter she has problems with her eyes. That is she can only see things close up, everything more then a foot and half in front of her gets blurrier and blurrier. She hides her "blindness" well and no one knows this about GingerRose, and she plans to keep it that way. She was not always blind and so she knows many things and can walk normal. Her sense of smell and feeling help her out quite a bit and she can do many things normal cats would do. Climbing trees and crossing thin log bridges are not exactly a favorite pass time and when she can she will avoid them for this is one of the times she is off balance and someone might ask questions. GingerRose is also deathly scared of thunder and will often hide in the darkest place she can find and curl into a very tight ball. Of course when others are around she must put on a tough act, pretend that she is not scared of anything. She doesn't want or like others to feel sorry for her or help her, which is why no one knows about her problems. In short she is a loyal, sweet, kind, friendly and caring she-cat. She is a pretty cat and smaller then most she-cats. She does have a side that is ready to fight, and she has problems such as having blurry vision and being scared of thunder. She has problems letting others help her. She doesn't let these things slow her down though. All in all she is a great cat to know, and if you really get to know her, perhaps she will let you in on all the secrets of her life.
•Family•Father-Blaze. Loner, Dead.
Mother-Rosie. Loner, Dead.
Brother-Storm. Loner, Dead.
Sister-Lilly. Loner, Dead.
Sister-Thistle. Loner, Dead.
•Crush•Nope.
•Mate•No.
•Kits•None.

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•Name•HolliePaw (HollieLeaf)
•Age•10 Moon Or 10 Months Of Age.
•Gender•She-Cat/Female

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•The Past•Since I am so young my history is not to long, but it is sad. I was born to two Warriors, DoveWing & DarkStone, I had a sister called CloudPaw. I loved my sister and looked after her as I was the first born. My parents had been banished from their clans as their love was forbidden. My mother had been a Healer and my father a Deputy. They decided to start their own clan, a clan where love would not be treated so harshly, but that didn't last long. When I was 6 Moons old my family was attacked by rouges while out for a stroll. They killed my father and sister, my mother later died from the wounds she sustained protecting me. Just when I thought my own life would end the brave cats of SunClan came and defeated the rouges. I was saved! They healed my wounds and then made me an apprentice of their clan. The taught me not to be bitter about what happened and I have learned to be carefree once more. I will forever be grateful to SunClan and forever loyal. They saved my life and I now give my life to them.

•Personality•HolliePaw is still fairly young and her personality is still growing. After all a personality is shaped through what has happened in our lives is it not? Being so young had not to much has happen to her yet, but here is how she is right now. At 10 Moons of age HolliePaw is a very trusting she-cat. She is always happy to meet new cats and is very friendly. She has a happy go lucky personality and tries to make everyone around her happy, she always has something positive to say and always has a joke ready for a sad friend. She is rather smart and even though she is young she sometimes surprises seasoned warriors with her knowledge. She is a good listener and does everything her mentor and other warriors tell her to do, most of the time that is. HolliePaw can be a bit of a rebel when she wants to, which is a surprise for most since she is normally a very well behaved she-cat. HolliePaw is very scared of heights but has never told anyone that. When faced with climbing a tree or high up place she often makes of some excuse to get out of it. HolliePaw is also bit of a romantic and tends to have a new crush every week! Of course she is still an apprentice and still very young, but that doesn't stop HolliePaw from flirting with cute toms. In short HolliePaw is a sweet, kind apprentice who is loyal and trust worthy. She is a bit stubborn, but hardly has a temper and she has a quick tongue. She is a big flirt with cute toms and is deathly scared of heights.
•Family•Father-DarkSong. Dead.
Mother-DoveWing. Dead.
Sister-CouldPaw. Dead.
•Crush•Nope, I may have one later after meeting the other apprentices.
•Mate•No Way. I am to young for a mate just yet.
•Kits•No. I am to young for kits.

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tom. medicine cat. sixteen moons


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hear the s o u n d of the falling rain
coming d o w n like an armageddon flame
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ｎａｍｅ ;; Scorchstep. Named after his fiery personality, his name was given to reflect on his hot-headed tendencies and the way he always seemed to be walking into an argument. Scorchstep has only recently received his full name, and still has a lot to learn.
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; Tom. Schorchstep is male, though he is not big or muscular, he has an air around him that is certainly masculine.
ａｇｅ ;;Sixteen moons.
ｒａｎｋ ;;Medicine cat apprentice.. Surprised? It does not seem to be a rank very suited to him, but he has earned the title many times. As stated already, he has earned his full medicine cats name, but until his mentor dies, he can only be considered an apprentice.


ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ;; Loyal, determined, sharp-tongued, naive, humorous, argumentative, assertive. Scorchstep is a rather hot-headed cat, being difficult whenever he can and arguing when he doesn't care about the decision. Not to mention his obliviousness to the world and its troubles, and his tendency to believe any far out tale that comes his way. It seems he would be the last cat who would choose to become a medicine cat, and there is no doubt that he still has a lot to learn. When he announced his decision as the leader summoned him over to be apprenticed, the whole Clan thought he had gone mad. However, despite all this, no cat can argue that he's not good at what he does. He has a knack for herbs and knowing exactly how bad a wound is and what would heal it most effectively. Scorchstep can easily take charge of a bad situation and, surprisingly, is good at calming panicked cats down. He's humorous, and enjoys joking around, when not wrapped up in the seriousness of his duty.

He can be very naïve and kitlike at times, reflecting his inexperience. Interpreting messages from StarClan are one of his biggest challenges, though he is not going to admit it anytime soon. His hard time dealing with StarClan is worrisome, but he makes up for it in healing skills. He is best at working with kits, surprisingly patient with them and able to easily convince them to take the most disgusting medicines. His stubbornness and challenging nature often get him trouble, but its known that no matter how close he seems to get to clawing a cats ears off, he never does. Scorchstep is not fond of violence, the reason he became a medicine cat was because he wishes to heal and protect rather than go into battle. Some say this is why he argues so much, to make up for the lack of fighting with claws and fight with his words instead. Though obnoxious and loud-mouthed, he cares deeply about his clan, and would do anything to keep it safe from harm.

ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ ;; lean ginger tom with golden eyes-wip

she-cat . apprentice . eight moons .


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i've made myself at home
in the cobwebs and the l i e s
i'm learning all your tricks
i can hurt you from i n s i d e
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ｎａｍｅ ;; "The name's Ivypaw [ Ivyfrost ]. I would say pleased to meet you, but that would be lying." Ivypaw is named more after the poision of ivy than the leaf itself. Being born a rouge, her name was originally simply Ivy before joining the Clan. Her warrior name will one day be Ivyfrost, for her white patches and cold personality.
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; "She-cat. I’m not sure if i feel offended for the insult or sorry for your stupidity. " It should be obvious that Ivypaw is a female.
ａｇｅ ;;"I'm nine moons, no more, no less."
ｒａｎｋ ;; "Well, they don’t give the name of paw to warriors, now do they?" Ivypaw is an apprentice, if you couldn't already tell.


ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ;; Clever, witty, manipulative, sarcastic, observant, stubborn, independent. Ivypaw’s not a cat to play by the rules. With a strange personality that seems to revolve around her reservedness and devious nature, she is a mysterious and distant cat, hard to estimate and even harder to understand. Only the more observant cats can see anything other than the quiet, antisocial yet intelligent young apprentice she makes herself out to be. Lying is a second nature to her, and she can calm down the most agitated cats with a few well said words and an innocent smile. She is observant and calculating, making use of the miniscule details overlooked by others, and is a quick learner that can adapt to new things with ease. Her dry wit and clever replies have gotten her in trouble quite a few times, but her slippery nature has gotten her right out of it again. Ivypaw's demeanor is usually cool and sarcastic, but when ruffled, her intense anger can be quite shocking, and she will quickly resort to violence if any cat has pushed past her breaking point. She is one to hold long grudges, and she can be quite scornful to those on her bad side.

Ivypaw is a very independent cat, and is not fond of socializing. Her indifference to other cats’ problems has gotten her coined selfish, and there is no denying she is, quite a bit, actually. Ivypaw is one who loves to stir up trouble, then watch the drama unfold from the sidelines. Ivypaw also can be arrogant, and though careful to never underestimate an opponent, she tends to overestimate herself. Many times she pushes herself farther than she can, and has a scornful disdain for any weakness, including her own. Her moral code is undeniably a bit crooked and cracked, but not destroyed, and she can open if she finds a cat worthy of confiding to. Despite her strange personality, she has her fun, and enjoys hunting and causing a little mischief now and then. If caught on one of her better days, she can be a bit more outgoing, and her quick wit can spice up any conversation.

ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ ;; Slender auburn she-cat with cold green eyes. Never judge a book by its cover. When you take one glance at Ivypaw, what would you imagine her being like? Most cats would think of her as sweet, calm, gentle. She completely covers the lovely, innocent appearance many others strive for, though she herself is not fond of it. Her movements are fluid and graceful, and her paws are very small and dainty, but hide sharp silver claws. She has little muscle, but her hind legs are where she’s strongest, and is a strong jumper and climber. She's slender and lithe, making her very swift, though she's always done better at agility than sprinting. Ivypaw's fur is short and soft, yet thick to keep out the cold. If you needed a simple description, it would be considered brown, but it seems to be very gingery as well. There are hints of light brown and ginger everywhere on her pelt, particularly on her tail, and her paws, belly, and muzzle are clear white. Her back is mottled with auburn and covered in darker stripes, which are neatly laid out, and her face has small tabby stripes. Ivypaw's eyes are a dark, frost green, heavily flecked with blue and gray. They have a knowing gleam that gives her a secretive look, putting a nick in her innocent appearance. She has a knack for intimidating glares, and her scowls can be very unsettling. Her innocent appearance is why many simply take her as a harmless little thing. If you take her on in combat, however, you'll see you’re sadly mistaken about her appearance. Despite looking like a sweetheart, she can be downright vicious.