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Posted 2021-03-24 09:25:25 (edited)
âŠâ§GENERALâ§âŠ ï»żName: Pinknose Rank: Co-Deputy Former Clan: RiverClan Age: 2 years 4 moons Gender: Male (they/them) Orientation: Androsexual Relationships: Frostie - Father - Kittypet - NPC Snowbreeze - Mother - Former warrior, Kittypet - NPC Stoatpaw - Brother - Deceased Former Mentor - Status unknown/ADOPTABLE Former Apprentice - Status unknown/ADOPTABLE *Open to friendships* âŠâ§PHYSICALâ§âŠ Short Description: Small white cat with mint green eyes Detailed Description: Pinknose is quite small even though they are fully grown, often being mistaken for an apprentice by those who donât know them. Their coat only encourages this interpretation, remaining somewhat wispy like a kitâs. Despite the outer hairs drying slower than most RiverClan catsâ, Pinknoseâs undercoat is still thick and prevents any water reaching their skin. Their overall build is soft, not particularly muscular or sleek, with a luxurious tail. They sport a few small scars from their impulsive bravery in battle, but otherwise have no outward flaws. As their name suggests, they sport a cute pink nose, pawpads, and ears. Scars/Damage: A noticeable stutter, small scars Strengths: Swimming, courage, quick thinking Weaknesses: Strength, small size, poor planning âŠâ§CHARACTERâ§âŠ Personality Traits: +Brave +Aspirational +Empathetic =Shy -Impulsive -Naive -Overly Optimistic Description: Although Pinknose is small and rather unintimidating, they have an undeniable need to protect others. If they see any cat in trouble, they have all the bravery in the world. However, they waste no time in planning, often putting themself in extreme danger by leaping in headfirst. They aspire to great things, having wanted the deputy position when they were in RiverClan. This was prevented by their shy nature, struggling to speak up or stand out in a crowd-which their size doesnât help. Even surviving the traumatic events of recent, Pinknose is optimistic to a fault, and still naive for a cat of their age and experience. What really matters most to them, and their best trait by far, is empathy. Their desire for happiness and harmony is their greatest claim to a high position, and can overrule their shyness. Image credits: Drawn by myself Likes: Fish, water, friends Dislikes: Poor communication, heat, frogs âŠâ§HISTORY & ETCâ§âŠ History: Snowbreeze was a pretty young warrior, much admired by every tom in RiverClan. Although she showed little interest in them the first years of her life, she was suddenly quite taken with a new warrior named Runningstream. Very quickly, their first and only litter came, comprised of two toms, one sporting a black tail, Stoatkit, and a solid white tom, Pinkkit. The brothers got along well during their kithood, oblivious to the day to day struggles of their adult clanmates. Their parents fell out before they left the nursery, but as Runningstream was hardly an active parent, the pair were unaffected. When it came time for their apprenticeship, Stoatpaw and Pinkpaw were fiercely competitive. Their mentors often indulged this, arranging good natured training competitions. When it came to battle, Pinknose managed to win against their larger brother, while Stoatpaw was the better hunter. The true cruelty of life was shown to Pinknose the day of their warrior assessment. They and Stoatpaw were hunting separately, when Pinknose heard high-pitched yapping. Without a thought, they sprinted directly towards the sound. When they finally caught sight of the dog, their heart stopped. Stoatpaw was coated in blood, one eye swollen shut as he vainly swiped at the attacking canine. Pinkpaw kept running, launching themself onto the aggressive terrier. The pairâs mentors thankfully showed up and finished chasing off the dog. Unfortunately, Stoatpaw died from his wounds. Pinknose was given his warrior ceremony that night, being honored for his bravery and fearlessness. The sentiment was quite hollow as their brother, who should have shared this vigil with them, was being buried. For a while time seemed to fly meaninglessly, until Pinknose was made a mentor. This pulled them out of their grief and they quite enjoyed teaching the young cat everything they knew. They came out of their shell more and saw the joy in life again. Their training went without incident and their apprentice became a respectable warrior and friend. Then, war broke out between the clans. On a peaceful night between battles, Pinknose was awoken by Snowbreeze, his mother. It was now that she shared her deepest secret with her kit. Their father was a kittypet, and she had only chosen Runningstream as a mate to hide it. She had been meeting him all these years still, and now she was leaving RiverClan to be with him. She begged Pinknose to come with her and live a safe, comfortable life with their real father, but they refused in disgust. She left that night and Pinknose hasnât seen her since. When the fire struck, Pinknose ran with all of their surviving clanmates and eventually came across Bearheart and the other living clan cats. While theyâre still very uncomfortable around cats so recently their enemy, Pinknoseâs optimism still shines and they are hopeful for the future. Other: Biscuit. |
 đłâđÉÏÏɊΔαâÉÏá§đłâđ #610 |
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Posted 2021-03-24 12:29:28 (edited)
âŠâ§GENERALâ§âŠ ï»żName: Petaldawn Rank: Queen Former Clan: ThunderClan Age: 3 years 4 moons Gender: Female Orientation: Bisexual with male preference Relationships: Scarletleap - Father - Elder - NPC Nightsong - Mother - Warrior - Deceased Whitetoes - Brother - Rogue - NPC Sootwhisker - Brother - Rogue - NPC Cherrylight - Mate - Warrior - Deceased/ADOPTABLE! PM me ⥠*Open to friendships/former mentor/former apprentice* âŠâ§PHYSICALâ§âŠ Short Description: A beautiful calico pointed she-cat with cobalt eyes Detailed Description: Petaldawn is slightly above average in height, with a very lean yet muscular stature. Her coat is short and glossy. She has an angular head with half cream ears, one with a nick from her days as an apprentice. Her nose is nearly black, the bridge framed with white and cream. Her body is mottled a soft beige with near-white splashes while her paws are mostly white, along with spots on her chest and belly. Her eyes are a bright, saturated cobalt blue. Scars/Damage: A small V split in her right ear Strengths: Athleticism, likability, appearance Weaknesses: Envy, lack of motivation, thin skinned âŠâ§CHARACTERâ§âŠ Personality Traits: +Athletic +Playful +Gentle =Noncompetitive -Jealous -Melancholic -Sensitive Description: Petaldawn loves exercise, happy to go on any patrol, any time. Sheâs at her best when sheâs out and about, and she enjoys making a game of her duties. She has a gentle heart and loves kits and apprentices. She tries to avoid conflict and soothes ruffled feathers when she can. While she likes playing around, she doesnât have much competitive spirit. At times, she has episodes of sadness that are unshakable, sometimes staying in her nest half the day, not eating, not interacting. This has worsened with the loss of her mate and the impending surrender of her duties to motherhood. Sheâs always had a bit of a jealous streak, also strengthened by her recent losses, although she keeps this to herself. She tries very hard to hide her feelings but she has rather thin skin, and any negative comment can ruin her entire day. Image credits: Drawn by myself Likes: Voles, kits, games Dislikes: Confrontation, loneliness, comparison âŠâ§HISTORY & ETCâ§âŠ History: There was quite a fuss when Petalkit was born, a nearly white kit with blue eyes to two rather plain looking cats. As she grew, her appearance only attracted more attention, developing darker points interspersed with white and ginger patches. Growing up with two loving brothers, Petalkit was largely protected from silly kits and later apprentices mooning over her. Petalpaw spent most of her free time in youth playing games with her brothers, hardly acquaintanced to most of her denmates. At the time Scarletleap was deputy, and he unabashedly scheduled patrols to protect his daughter as well. Despite her outwardly idealistic life, from a young age Petalpaw felt a discontentedness deep inside. She had no reason to feel down and listless, yet she did. Afraid that she would upset her family, she never told anyone about it. This unintentionally made her feel even worse, and as she neared her final assessment, every day she woke up miserable. When Petaldawn was finally named a warrior, she suddenly had freedom. Her brothers were no longer glued to her side, and her father had less say on her duties. She found herself suddenly popular, making many friends quickly. Her life as a young warrior was hectic, full of drama and rumor, and again she found herself silently suffering. She wanted a lifelong mate like her mother and father had found, but no tom seemed to have a deep, long term interest in her. Petaldawn withdrew from her friend group and again hung out with Sootwhisker and Whitetoes. Slowly Petaldawn made new friends with older and more genuine warriors, such as a tom named Cherrylight. For the first time in her life, she had a meaningful connection with another cat, and she was brave enough to share her lifelong discontent with someone. Cherrylight was unphased and promised to help when he could, and only share what she was comfortable with with others. Of course, Petaldawn developed romantic feelings for him and the pair became mates after a time. When war was impending and the ominous prophecy had been delivered, Petaldawn was near a breaking point, but her mate was able to keep her head above water-until the day of the earthquake. Cherrylight had been at the battle, and when the remaining warriors returned, her mate and brothers were not among them. Petaldawnâs heart was shattered, falling into a deeper despair than she had ever known. At the consoling of her father, Petaldawn was convinced to join The United for the sake of her future kits. A small relief came the night before they left the ThunderClan camp. Sootwhisker and Whitetoes woke her, revealing they had survived. The pair were too ashamed to admit it to the whole clan, but they had fled the battle before it even began. They couldnât face the survivors, nor the warrior life after breaking the code so egregiously. But, they couldnât leave her and Scarletleap thinking the worst. The rogue pair still visit their kin occasionally, which the father and daughter halfheartedly disguise for the sake of hiding their familyâs cowardice act. Other: Biscuit |
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Posted 2021-03-24 19:10:15 (edited)
--GENERAL-- Name: Halfpaw(Dusk) Rank: Apprentice Former Clan: ShadowClan  Age: Eight Moons Gender: Male Orientation: Biromantic Asexual Relationships: (optional) Mother: Hawkscar (deceased) Father: Gullfang (deceased) Siblings: Brindlepaw, Crowpaw (deceased) Mentor: Alderlight (NPC) --PHYSICAL-- Short Description: Silky-furred misty gray tom with striking green eyes.  Detailed Description: Halfpaw is of Nebelung heritage, with rippling medium length fur with entrancing green eyes. He is not necessarily a brute in size, despite his broad appearance. The tom is lean, with nimble paws that deftly carry him.  His pelt is relatively always groomed. Halfpaw has long whiskers to adorn his triangular shaped face, framed with deep-set eyes. Under the right angle of sunlight, his fur unravels a ticking pattern striating down his pelt.  Scars/Damage: Missing his front right leg, small scars crisscrossing his muzzle and throat.  Talents: Intelligence, Agility, Sharp Senses Weaknesses: Swimming, Climbing, Strength   --CHARACTER-- Personality Traits:     +++: Empathetic, Hardworking, Wise     ///: Ambitious, Mellow, Irreligious     ---: Argumentative, Calculating, Indecisive  Description: Halfpaw is a tom with a rather relaxed demeanor. Heâs the kind of individual to graciously take what life gives him, without complaint. He's an endearing fellow, often displaying empathy and a mellow kindness to his clanmates (and possibly even outsiders, though thatâs yet to be disputed). Itâs not uncommon to find him contemplating in a field of drifting fireflies or admiring the moon. The tom is wise for his age and finds himself listening to elders or to his friendsâ struggles. Halfpawâs loyalty runs deep... As does the threading negative characteristics of his. Despite his gracious nature and his ambition, he can be a bit argumentative. Halfpaw will defend what he believes in... or, lack of belief. His faithlessness in StarClan stirred when he was a kit. He leans on the more logical side of life, yet he respects othersâ beliefs. Halfpaw isnât very open about his irreligious beliefs. The tom can be rather indecisive when it comes to big decisions and will seek othersâ perspectives on the situation. When it comes to threats, heâs calculating.   Image credits: N/A Likes: Winter, basking, serenity, playing, hunting, friends and family.  Dislikes: Arrogance, competition, summer, loud sounds, fire.  |
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Posted 2021-03-24 19:12:38
Halfpaw Part 2 --HISTORY & ETC-- History: Halfpaw was of very notable descent. While not infamous, his parents were excellent warriors. Hawkscar and Gullfang were a formidable pair. They awaited to have kits in their older moons as warriors. The litter consisted of one daughter, Brindlekit, and two sons, Crowkit and Halfkit. It was not long before the siblings excelled into fine apprentices. They bore a strong resemblance to Shadowclan. They were mischievous and witty. Among them, Brindlepaw was the cheeriest. Crowpaw a respectable lad. Halfpaw was the most inquisitive. That sense of curiosity would nearly cost his life moons later.  Halfpawâs mentor assumed a parental figure in his life, almost begrudgingly. Alderlight was almost always grumpy, and half the time it was Halfpaw who dragged the big warrior out of her nest. Hearing the two bickering amidst the bog waters was routine. Even in their differences, Halfpaw admired Alderlight. He strived to be as big as her, and hopefully, as cunning.  The world around Halfpaw stilled as prophecies were rumored. StarClan. As he gazed up at Silverpelt, nothing within him stirred. Slowly, ever so slowly, Halfpaw recognized the disbelief in what others called StarClan. He never spoke of it and continued to explore outside of camp. A warm glow emanated in the distance. He froze, mystified by this new energy. Everything plundered around him. Flames swallowed everything, even as he raced back to the ShadowClan camp. Not one of his siblings were seen. He could only guess the worst for his parents and mentor, for their dens were alight. Halfpaw turned and fled. His efforts were in vain, in the end. His foreleg had to be removed due to irreversible damage. Humbled by the might of the forest, Halfpaw now lingers in The United.  Other: biscuit ;D  |
Runa #16089 |
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Posted 2021-03-25 12:22:13 (edited)
--GENERAL-- ï»żName: Magpiekit (To be Magpiepelt) Rank: Kit (To be a warrior) Former Clan: Born into The United (Parents from Thunderclan) Age: Newborn (When brought into roleplay) Gender: Male (He/Him/His) Orientation: ??? (To be Demiromantic Homosexual) Relationships: --PHYSICAL-- Short Description: (Adult Desc.) Long-legged, dominantly white tom with black splotches and brown eyes Detailed Description: (Adult Desc.) Magpiepelt an overall quite handsome tom. He is tall, muscular, and lean, taking after his mother. He has an almost matching marking on his face (found on/around his nose) as Petaldawn. As he grew, he gained little lynx-point tufts on his ears, giving him slightly enhanced hearing. His fur is mostly white, usually kept very clean, and his black spots are found on his nose, cranium, ears, back, rump, and tail. Scars/Damage: N/A Talents: Climbing trees, sprinting, sense of hearing, dominant combater Weaknesses: Swimming, hiding (white fur), dropping a negative topic, not holding grudges --CHARACTER-- Personality Traits:    +++: Loveable, Cheerful, Loyal    ///: Energetic, Artful, (sometimes) Droll-Esque    ---: Emotionally-Driven, Anxious, Erratic (in stressful situations) Description: (Adult Desc.) Magpiepelt was a very happy-go-lucky kit, always wanting to play around. He was also very interested in every word his mother told him, whether it was useful information he'd need in the future, or scolding words because he was being too crazy and probably just needed a nap. When he first became an apprentice, though, that's when his more anxious and emotionally-driven aspects came into play. Whenever he messed up one simple thing in training, he would often get frantic and think he's doing everything wrong and probably get stuck in a bad mood for the rest of the day unless he was pulled out of the slump by his mother or a friend. As his apprenticeship went on, it seemed to get... better, but it still lingers in his personality from time to time. All it takes is something to trigger it, is all. Image Credits: Max Sandelin Likes: Going on adventures, hanging out with his mother, hunting squirrels, dusktime Dislikes: Snooty cats, judgemental individuals, intense heat & cold, natural disasters --HISTORY & ETC-- History: (Since he is/will be just a kit, I will update this as the roleplay proceeds!) Other: Homemade biscuits are tasty :3 |
 katastrophic #12334 |
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Posted 2021-03-26 10:55:18 (edited)
WIP Name: Spottedpaw Rank: Apprentice Former Clan: RiverClan Age: 10 Moons Gender: Female Orientation: Pansexual Relationships: Sagepuddle (Mother/Deceased) Mossyjaw (Father/Deceased) Beepaw (Brother/Deceased) --PHYSICAL-- Short Description: A spotted cream and grey calico molly with soft green eyes. Detailed Description: Spottedpaw is named for her long spotted cream and grey coat, normal length for a former RiverClan cat. Underneath her coat, there are beginning signs of muscle, though she is still quite lithe. Her eyes are a soft green, reminiscent o Scars/Damage: A nick in right ear and a scar on the bridge of her nose Talents: (optional) Weaknesses: (optional) --CHARACTER-- Personality Traits:    +++: (positives)    ///: (neutrals)    ---: (negatives/flaws) Description: (4 sentences minimum) Likes: (optional) Dislikes: (optional) --HISTORY & ETC-- History: (6 sentences minimum) Other: biscuit |
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Posted 2021-03-31 13:05:51 (edited)
ï»żName: Cherrykit Rank: Kit Former Clan: Born into The United, parents from Thunderclan. Age: N/A - Unborn Gender: Female (She/her) Orientation: To be panromantic pansexual Relationships: --PHYSICAL-- Short Description: A tiny, sleek furred calico she-kit with olive green eyes. Detailed Description:  Cherrykit is a tiny, sleek furred calico with olive green eyes. She has a primarily white underbelly, with a few orange and black splotches here and there. Her front right paw is almost entirely black with white toes, meanwhile the rest of her legs have mixtures of orange and black with mostly white paws. She has a sort of reverse pattern from her mother on her nose ridge, with orange instead of black.Her face is mostly black with a few splotches of orange and white, including a bit of orange over her left eye. Scars/Damage: N/A Talents: Running, tree climbing, Weaknesses: Fighting, lying --CHARACTER-- Personality Traits:    +++: Intelligent, observing    ///: cautious, creative, bubbly    ---: easily intimidated, gullible Description: Cherrykit has always been trying to live up to her father. She was named after him, after all. She's very bubbly, and loves to climb trees. Though, she's much smaller than her siblings, being the runt of the litter, and isn't very good at paw-to-paw combat. She often wonders if her father would hate her for her lack of strength. She's been noted to be very intelligent, more cautious than most. She usually prefers staying by her mother's side, observing everything, rather than play-fighting with the other kits. Cherrykit loves making things with small flowers and stones. She loves the night sky, and thinks that it's pretty even without the stars she'd been told so much about. She's very easily intimidated by other cats, and can be quite gullible when it comes to things others tell her. Image Credits: Sigi Kolbe Likes: Darkness, nighttime, tree climbing, talking Dislikes: Failing, fighting, --HISTORY & ETC-- History: (Will update as roleplay goes on.) Other: I like biscuits. |
 SleepyTeaspoon #32445 |
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Posted 2021-04-05 11:39:00 (edited)
S H E E T ----   --GENERAL-- ï»żName: LittleBranch Rank: Warrior Former Clan: River clan Age: 26 moons Gender: She-cat Orientation: Bisexual Relationships: --PHYSICAL-- Short Description: A small, snowshoe she-cat with icy blue eye's. Detailed Description: A young she cat with a soft coat filled with shades of brown that make up her coat and a white underbelly. A she who is slightly smaller then the average warrior. Her eye's are a icy blue who's gaze will make your skin run cold. A semi thick coat, but not super thick, nor long. Scars/Damage: None (At least nothing noticeable) Talents: A skilled swimmer, and hunter, especially when hunting fish. Weaknesses: Because of her smaller size she is not as skilled in fighting as any other warrior might be. Being ignored. --CHARACTER-- Personality Traits:    +++: Observant, Clever, loyal.    ///: Serious, hard working.    ---: Temper may run short, can be a lil snappy, Bossy. Description: LittleBranch is a very observant she-cat, who likes to be aware of her surroundings. This is also a helpful, especially in hunting. Littlebranch is a smart she-cat, she gets it from her mother. LittleBranch always plans out a fight, hunt or a scenario in her head before making a move. Littlebranch is also very loyal to her clan, the clans uniting sounded crazy to her at first, but star clan must have had intended it. This she is very serious when she needs to be, especially about her role as a warrior; she wants to stand out among other cats. Along with being serious about her role she is very hard working and can be a little bossy when it comes to it. LittleBranch can easily become angry depending on what is bothering her. Image credits: G O O G L E Likes:| Kits (I know it's basic, but she does wish for kits of her own) | Fish | Warm mornings with a nice breeze | Feeling of cool water along her paws | Dislikes: | Squirrel | Blazing hot days | being ignored | --HISTORY & ETC-- History: LittleBranch was born with two siblings. Her prefix was chosen by her 'father' who she known as QuickPelt. LittleKit nor her two siblings ForestKit or BurningKit had looked like QuickPelt, they looked much like their mother. The day littleKit asked her mother, LittlePool about this, her mother brushed it off telling her that it was a blessing from StarClan. LittleKit didn't know what she meant by that then, and when she asked her 'father' he said that her mother was very pretty, and so was LittleKit. At 3 moons Little kit and ForestKit attempted to awake their smaller brother BurningKit, When failed they went questioning their mother. All they saw was a frightening look on their mothers face and watched her rush to the nursery. They tried keeping up to their mother when she was caring BurningKit to the med den, and not long later QuickPelt joined them. They were cursed with the terrible news that their brother was dead, Leaving the entire family in grief. It took LittleKit and her brother up to their apprentice ceremony where she was given Blue`water as her mentor and her brother was given SwiftBreeze to get over and accept their brothers death. During those moons her and her brother grew farther apart do to training. Other: Biscuits are life |
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