Post by ~Moonflower~ on Dec 4, 2008 19:40:26 GMT -5
[shadow=purple,left,300]Breezestar[/shadow]
Age: 47 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Rank: WindClan Leader
Short Description: A dark gray she-cat w/ white paws and a black stripe running down her back.
Long Description: Breezestar's fur is long, longer than most cats. The color is dark gray, almost like a rain cloud. The only exception is her paws and a stripe that runs down her back. Her paws are white. The stripe along Breezestar's back is pure black, and runs all the way down her tail to the very tip. Breezestar's face looks almost squished because she has a very flat face. She has long whiskers and green eyes. Her ears are very tall, and they are almost always pointed straight up towards StarClan. The tail is the average length and width, but because of he long fur, Breezestar's tail looks very big width-wise. Her claws are petite and short, but very sharp. Last of all, she had a long scar running down the back of her rear left leg.
Personality: Breezestar is very friendly and always has been. She is slightly impatient and easily frustrated, but she is always able to move on. She is facinated by the world, and has been curious since she was a kit. She is very agile, and loves the feeling of the wind in her face as she runs around. One of Breezestar's major pet peeves is disorganization. Everything has to be perfect. To her, everyone should be in a certain spot at a certain time, and if they aren't she gets really mad. Don't be lying about looking lazy, and Breezestar won't snap at you. Overall, Breezestar is a really nice person to be with and talk to.
History: Breezekit was born a full-blood WindClan cat. Her mother and father loved her very much, and spoiled her to death, even if it meant that they starved themselves. Breezekit had no siblings, and was used to lots of attention. When she didn't get it, she through a big tantrum.
However, when she became Breezepaw, her tantrums became less and less. Her want for attention slipped, and she worked hard with her mentor, Hailfur. She learned the ways of a warrior, and respected the warrior code. Being little "miss perfect", she never ever wanted to break the rules, and despised those who did. Because she always wanted to be doing something, she was hardly ever in the apprentice den except for when she was sleeping. She hardly ever made any friends, but she lived through it.
Breezepaw was so excited when she was finally chosen to be a warrior. She was given the name Breezepelt at the age of 14 moons. After she was finally settled as a warrior, she eventually made more friends. She became more popular around the clan. It wasn't surprising that she was chosen as deputy at around 40 moons. However, she had a fun warrior's life. She fought many battles. Also, she tried to keep her friends from getting out of trouble, but instead got herself blamed. She got slightly frustrated each time, but she got stronger with each one, and now can bend the rules quite easily for the polite and those with good reason. She served as mentor to one small shy she-cat Blazepaw, who eventually became Blazefeather. Blazefeather died of greencough around the same time she became deputy. It was a bad loss for her. Though, to be able to support WindClan's leader, she had to put the death behind her.
Soon the WindClan leader died of a bad case of greencough, and Breezestar took the "throne". She was the new WindClan leader, and has proved herself time and time again. Even at first, still new to being leader, Breezestar was and is confident in every decision she has made yet. She went without a real deputy for many moons, and for this she felt slightly guilty. She had broken the warrior code herself. She finally appointed Fickleheart her deputy at the age of 45 moons.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Wolffang (dead)
Father's Mother: Glowstripe (dead)
Mother's Father: Bladewind (dead)
Mother's Mother: Icefur (dead)
Father: Lionwhisker (dead)
Mother: Ivytail (elder's den)
Sisters: None
Brothers: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: None
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Whirlclaw (dead)
Apprentice(s): Blazepaw (Blazefeather)(dead)
Other: None
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[shadow=pink,left,300]Cinderfoot[/shadow]
Age: 32 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Rank: ShadowClan Queen
Short Description: A curly gray she-cat w/ blue eyes and a white muzzle.
Long Description: Cinderfoot's fur is really soft and long, and slighty curly. Her name, Cinderfoot, describes her fur color. It's gray like cinders. Her legs are long and have strong muscles that make her a good jumper. Her tail is a slightly darker gray than the rest of her body, but unless in a certain lighting, it is hard to tell. The only part of her body that is not gray is her muzzle. Her muzzle is mostly white with a small black spot here and there. Cinderfoot has a lighy build, and she is rather skinny. Her eyes are her most beautiful feature. They are a pure sky blue.
Personality: When Cinderfoot was a kit, she was very shy and always clung to her mother. Soon, she developed into her warrior self. She became courageous and brave, curious and always willing to try new things. Along with this, she is stubborn and a bit of a know-it-all and a talk-a-lot. Her know-it-all side doesn't show up as much as a warrior, but her apprentice years were all about the bragging. Cinderfoot loves life and the world. She treasures every minute, and unlike ShadowClanners and more like WindClanners, she likes to sleep outside. She isn't scared of anything, or so she says. She gets a quesy feeling when high up or looking out over a big place beneath her. This is why she hates climbing trees and like to be on the ground at all times.
History: Cinderkit was born into ShadowClan's nursery in the middle of leaf-bare. Only her warm pelt kept her alive, while her sister, Shadekit, froze to death. Cinderkit's parents, Wolfclaw and Blackleaf, were true ShadowClanners and fussed over her like any parent would. One day, she was thinking in the nursery, and she thought up a question that she thought was very important. She ran up to the leader's den and barged in. "How can I know that Shadekit went to live in StarClan? What if she went somewhere else? How will I find her?" At first the leader was surprised. Then the leader smiled, and replied calmly, "I'm sure your sister is fine and happy wherever she is." Cinderkit took this as an answer that stated that Shadekit was happily playing in StarClan.
Cinderkit was actually very mad that she became Cinderpaw. She wanted to stay in the nursery to be with her mother. However, once she met her nice mentor, she felt better about becoming an apprentice, and clung to her mother less often. It was unfortunate that her mentor died a couple moons later. She instantly started clinging to her mother once more, so the leader acquiesed to her requests and her mother became her mentor.
Cinderpaw recieved her warrior name, Cinderfoot, about a moon early. When she had been patrolling earlier, a rat pack swarmed around her. The two warriors she had with her didn't do well against the rats. One died and the other fainted. Cinderpaw had fought with all her might, and soon the rats ran away. Cinderpaw dragged the heavy, unconscious warrior all the way back to camp, and later helped bring back the dead one. She was celebrated as a hero. She recieved her warrior name Cinderfoot. In her 30th moon, she spoke with the leader, Reaperstar. He was troubled, and she comforted him. It wasn't long before they pronounced their love for each other. She had her kitting soon afterwards.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Littleclaw (dead)
Father's Mother: Heartsoul (elder's den)
Mother's Father: Marshfoot (dead)
Mother's Mother: Frogtail (dead)
Father: Wolfclaw (dead)
Mother: Blackleaf (elder's den)
Brothers: None
Sisters: Shadekit (dead)
Mate: Reaperstar (alive)
Kits: First Litter: Leopardkit (alive), Curiouskit (alive), Sootkit (alive), Shadekit (alive)
Other: Whitefrost (aunt, dead)
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Yellowbelly (dead), Blackleaf (alive)
Apprentice(s): Brushpaw (dead), Berrypaw (Berryleaf)(alive)
Other: None
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[shadow=orange,left,300]Foxheart[/shadow]
Age: 19 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan/Rank: ThunderClan Warrior
Short Description: A fiery ginger tom w/ pale green-amber eyes
Long Description: Foxheart is a fiery ginger tom. Darker stripes on his head and his black-tipped tail are the only other markings on his body. His fur is longest on his face, but is otherwise normal length. His eyes are a pale amber-green. His nose has two black spots on it's pinker surface. His ears are normal except for a little nick in the right one. It wasn't a deep cut, but deep enough that his right ear is now a 'V'-shape. Foxheart's toes are only stubs, but his claws make up for the toes' shortness. Longer than most, his claws are as big as Tigerclaw's were. Another factor that makes up for his stubby toes, is his legs. They are rather long, making Foxheart taller than a lot of cats. Between this and his claws, cats normally feel rather intimidated by him.
Personality: Foxheart's pelt matches his temper: fiery. Foxheart is easily enraged over the smallest of things. Usually these outbursts will result in him challenging the other to a fight. With his long claws and height, he almost always has the advantage. Foxheart hates when people fuss over him, except for his mother. She is the only person he allows to do so. Although he is usually in a bad mood, he will show respect for elders, his leader, and the deputy. Foxheart hates water, he's not RiverClan, that's for sure. Lastly, he hates working in groups. Patrols of any kind put him in a bad mood.
History: Foxkit was born a ThunderClan warrior, though some still suspect his grandfather was WindClan. Foxkit was the adventurous type of kit and was constantly trying to get out of camp. One time when he was about 4 moons, he finally succeeded by sneaking out by the way of the dirtplace. He ran across ThunderClan territory in zig-zags so that if someone tried to find him, it would be harder and slower. Finally, as he stopped to rest, he went inside a hole to hide. Big mistake for him! Inside was a sleeping fox. The fox awoke and fought poor little Foxkit. He left a couple deep scars on Foxkit before the little tom was able to run back to camp. When he got back, he got a scolding and stayed in the Medicine Cat Den for half a moon.
Foxkit was glad that he finally became an apprentice. He was named Foxpaw, and recieved a mentor. His mentor taught him well, and soon he was one of the greatest warriors of the lake. Once upon a solo hunting patrol, he came upon a fox. Foxpaw recognized it immediately as the fox that had gotten him when he was a kit. He was so full of rage and his fiery temper, that he seemed to fight with all of StarClan on his side. He killed the fox with a ferocious belly rake. Even after the fox was dead, Foxpaw continued to tear up the fox. After he was satisfied, he came back to camp with the fox's heart in his mouth.
Happy with what he had done, the leader gave him the name Foxheart for his noble deed at 13 moons. He recieved an apprentice, Crowpaw, at the age of 18 moons. He serves his Clan to the best of his abilities, though still seems to get into fights with other cats.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Talltail (dead)
Father's Mother: Beautyheart (dead)
Mother's Father: (unknown name, possibly WC)
Mother's Mother: Flowerpelt (dead)
Father: Owlflight (elder's den)
Mother: Birdwing (elder's den)(funny how they got together =])
Sisters: None
Brothers: Firepaw (dead)
Mate: (soon-to-be) Leopardheart
Kits: None
Other: None
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Skyjump (alive)
Apprentice(s): Crowpaw (alive)
Other: None
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[shadow=blue,left,300]Mousepelt[/shadow]
Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Rank: RiverClan Warrioress
Short Description: A small creamy brown she-cat w/ a white underbelly paws
Long Description: To put it in one sentence, a small, creamy brown she-cat with a white underbelly and paws. Her creamy brown fur is soft and smooth, traits of a good cat to snuggle up against during harsh winters or cool nights. The white parts of her fur are her underbelly, paws, the bridge of her nose, and the tip of her tail. Her eyes are a deep brown. Her whiskers are rather short. They look like a twoleg cut most of it off. Her tail is the average length, and is always moving. It is the part that shows Mousepelt's expressions and emotions the most.
Personality: Mousepelt is one of the sweetest cats you could find. She easily forgives other cats, and is always optimistic. Another word to describe her would be happy-go-lucky. She has a sweet spirit and a contagious laugh. She is good at making others cheered up and confident. However, she will not do this to any stranger, for she is very shy, and hard to befriend because she often runs away from any cat she doesn't know well. She has a good memory, and loves to learn. Mousepelt would become a medicine cat, but she doesn't like the sight of blood. She loves the world and loves life.
History: Mousepelt was not always the happy cat she was. As a kit, Mousekit was often very depressed and sorrowful because of her family's many deaths. Her siblings all passed away from greencough, while Mousekit had barely escaped the fate. Her father had never been made known to her before her mother passed away because of a harsh winter. For all Mousepelt knows, her father could still live with her in RiverClan.
As Mousepaw, she recieved a horrible mentor. He was always yelling at her and hitting her hard. She learned only one thing from him, you have to get over things in the past that you can't change. So she tried to be her happy side, and it worked. She was more confident and she wasn't always depressed about her family. Everything else Mousepaw learned was from the other apprentices, and because of this, she isn't the strongest of fighters and hunters. However, she still served her clan with pride and still does this day.
Mousepaw was made a warrior at the age of 14 moons. She was given the name Mousepelt, and she loved her name instantly. Mousepelt took a while to get used to being a warrior. She found herself self-consciously heading to the apprentice den, or getting up at dawn and waiting for her grouchy mentor in the center of camp. She never said anything to a warrior, without being talked to first. However, she finally became much more confident as a warrior. Her skills improved dramatically, and became as good as the other warriors her age.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Unknown
Father's Mother: Unknown
Mother's Father: Greatfoot (dead)
Mother's Mother: Gentleclaw (dead)
Father: Unknown
Mother: Frostedpond (dead)
Brothers: Ratkit (dead)
Sisters: Creamkit (dead), Amberkit (dead), Gingerkit (dead)
Mate: (will be Rainfire in a couple moons)
Kits: None
Other: Iceclaw (uncle, dead)
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Seapelt
Apprentice(s): None
Other: None
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[shadow=tan,left,300]Cliffpaw[/shadow]
Age: 8 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan/Rank: WindClan Apprentice
Short Description: A sandy tan tom w/ a black-tipped tail and amber eyes
Long Description: Cliffpaw's pelt is plain. It is a solid sandy tan color all the way through. His fur isn't that soft, more fuzzy, but it's warm enough in the winter. It's not very long. His body is all round and a bit chubby. It's like a big tube. You can barely see any muscles, but they are there. Cliffpaw is very strong. His paws are a little wider than most, and his toes are little stubs. He hopes that with time, they will grow out. His legs are stout and short. You would think that this would give him a disadvantage, but it seems that his short legs give him a need to prove himself. He runs just as fast as any other WindClan cat. Cliffpaw's tail is short, black-tipped, and is always curved. It can never straighten. Cliffpaw's face is flat with a dark red, almost brown, nose. His eyes are amber, but they are darker or lighter depending on his mood. If upset or mad, his eyes are dark. If happy or excited, his eyes are lighted up. His ears are also kind of flat. They lay against his head instead of standing straight up. Last of all, his teeth and claws are short, but sharp.
Personality: Cliffpaw is very playful. He plays just about any chance he can. At first look, it wouldn't seem like it though, because he has such a serious face. Cliffpaw is patient for the most part, and doesn't care if he is made a warrior tomorrow or 60 moons from now, just as long as he becomes one. He always feels the need to prove himself, and because of this sometimes does stupid things. Cliffpaw is determined and daring, bold and brave. The only exception is dogs and twolegs. He despises them and calls them names just like any other cat, but when he sees one, he runs away quick as a rabbit. Finally, his stamina is very high (except when he is sick).
History: Cliffpaw was born to two true WindClan cats: Breezetail and Croaklily. However, they were both bad-tempered and hardly paid any attention to him. He often spent most of his days away from the nursery and amidst the apprentices. At three moons, however, he had spent a little time in the medicine cat as a little kit. His tail was always curved. He tried as hard as he possibly could, but the muscles wouldn't move any more. His tail would not straighten. The medicine cat finally got it straight in the nursery, but he screamed in agony. It hurt him really bad. Now, he won't even try to straighten his tail. No one gets near it without his permission, and that's final, or otherwise they get a couples scratches across their face.
He was named an apprentice at the normal age of 6 moons. He's constantly trying to prove himself. He taught himself how to hunt when he was a kit, and loves to go out and try to catch things. Cliffpaw wants to become a faithful and loyal warrior of WindClan.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Tantail (dead)
Father's Mother: Rosemaryheart (dead)
Mother's Father: Frightclaw (dead)
Mother's Mother: Brownflower (dead)
Father: Breezetail (dead)
Mother: Croaklily (alive)
Brothers: Fuzzykit (dead)
Sisters: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: None
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Fickleheart (alive)(WC Deputy)
Apprentice(s): N/A
Other: None
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[shadow=black,left,300]Leopardkit[/shadow]
Age: 4 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan/Rank: ShadowClan Kit
Short Description: A pale yellow tom w/ black spots and gray eyes
Long Description: Leopardkit's fur is pale yellow, and he has black spots everywhere on his body except his ears, feet, and his chin, which are white, and his tail, which is black. The fur isn't short or long. He has a black nose, and big, gray eyes. He has big ears, and a short tail. He is sort of small for his age, but he will soon grow out of it.
Personality: Leopardkit is a very curious kit, much like his sister, Curiouskit. He tends to fall for the girls, and will do anything for any girl. He often ends up looking stupid trying to follow their orders, but he doesn't care. He laughs at himself and moves on. He has a positive attitude, and doesn't mind getting in trouble from time to time.
History: Leopardkit and his siblings were born in perfect health. The birth went so smooth, that the medicine cat didn't even need to come in. Not much has happened considering he isn't even 1 moon yet.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Unknown
Father's Mother: Unknown
Mother's Father: Wolfclaw (dead)
Mother's Mother: Blackleaf (elder's den)
Father: Reaperstar (alive, SC Leader)
Mother: Cinderfoot (alive)
Brother(s): Sootkit (alive)
Sister(s): Curiouskit (alive), Shadekit (alive)
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: Shadekit (aunt, dead)
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor: N/A
Apprentice: N/A
Other:
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[shadow=yellow,left,300]Flamekit[/shadow]
Age: 2 moon
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Rank: ThunderClan Kit
Short Description: A small orange tabby she-cat with blue eyes
Long Description: To come soon...
Personality: Big troublemaker, willing to disobey orders if it means she gets her way. She absolutely hates other cats telling her what to do. Rarely learns from bad experiences. Is willing to bully other cats younger than her to boost her self-esteem, which is at a super-low.
History: Flamekit was born to Gingersnap and Stormcloud. Not much to put since she's not even a moon old.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Unknown
Father's Mother: Unknown
Mother's Father: Flamingstone (dead)
Mother's Mother: Chocolateleg (dead)
Father: Stormcloud (dead)
Mother: Gingersnap (alive)
Brother(s): Smokingkit (alive), Stonekit (alive)
Sister(s): Skykit (alive)
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: Firebreath (great-uncle, dead), Blackpelt (great-aunt, dead), Phoenixheart (uncle, dead), Robinsong (aunt, alive), Lightflame (uncle, alive), Lilypaw (female cousin-once-removed, alive), Talonpaw (male cousin-once-removed, alive)
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor: N/A
Apprentice: N/A
Other: Flamekit's dad was never actually roleplayed. They made up a father and had kits so ThunderClan could be bigger in its early months. So, they never made up a mom and a dad.
Age: 47 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Rank: WindClan Leader
Short Description: A dark gray she-cat w/ white paws and a black stripe running down her back.
Long Description: Breezestar's fur is long, longer than most cats. The color is dark gray, almost like a rain cloud. The only exception is her paws and a stripe that runs down her back. Her paws are white. The stripe along Breezestar's back is pure black, and runs all the way down her tail to the very tip. Breezestar's face looks almost squished because she has a very flat face. She has long whiskers and green eyes. Her ears are very tall, and they are almost always pointed straight up towards StarClan. The tail is the average length and width, but because of he long fur, Breezestar's tail looks very big width-wise. Her claws are petite and short, but very sharp. Last of all, she had a long scar running down the back of her rear left leg.
Personality: Breezestar is very friendly and always has been. She is slightly impatient and easily frustrated, but she is always able to move on. She is facinated by the world, and has been curious since she was a kit. She is very agile, and loves the feeling of the wind in her face as she runs around. One of Breezestar's major pet peeves is disorganization. Everything has to be perfect. To her, everyone should be in a certain spot at a certain time, and if they aren't she gets really mad. Don't be lying about looking lazy, and Breezestar won't snap at you. Overall, Breezestar is a really nice person to be with and talk to.
History: Breezekit was born a full-blood WindClan cat. Her mother and father loved her very much, and spoiled her to death, even if it meant that they starved themselves. Breezekit had no siblings, and was used to lots of attention. When she didn't get it, she through a big tantrum.
However, when she became Breezepaw, her tantrums became less and less. Her want for attention slipped, and she worked hard with her mentor, Hailfur. She learned the ways of a warrior, and respected the warrior code. Being little "miss perfect", she never ever wanted to break the rules, and despised those who did. Because she always wanted to be doing something, she was hardly ever in the apprentice den except for when she was sleeping. She hardly ever made any friends, but she lived through it.
Breezepaw was so excited when she was finally chosen to be a warrior. She was given the name Breezepelt at the age of 14 moons. After she was finally settled as a warrior, she eventually made more friends. She became more popular around the clan. It wasn't surprising that she was chosen as deputy at around 40 moons. However, she had a fun warrior's life. She fought many battles. Also, she tried to keep her friends from getting out of trouble, but instead got herself blamed. She got slightly frustrated each time, but she got stronger with each one, and now can bend the rules quite easily for the polite and those with good reason. She served as mentor to one small shy she-cat Blazepaw, who eventually became Blazefeather. Blazefeather died of greencough around the same time she became deputy. It was a bad loss for her. Though, to be able to support WindClan's leader, she had to put the death behind her.
Soon the WindClan leader died of a bad case of greencough, and Breezestar took the "throne". She was the new WindClan leader, and has proved herself time and time again. Even at first, still new to being leader, Breezestar was and is confident in every decision she has made yet. She went without a real deputy for many moons, and for this she felt slightly guilty. She had broken the warrior code herself. She finally appointed Fickleheart her deputy at the age of 45 moons.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Wolffang (dead)
Father's Mother: Glowstripe (dead)
Mother's Father: Bladewind (dead)
Mother's Mother: Icefur (dead)
Father: Lionwhisker (dead)
Mother: Ivytail (elder's den)
Sisters: None
Brothers: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: None
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Whirlclaw (dead)
Apprentice(s): Blazepaw (Blazefeather)(dead)
Other: None
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[shadow=pink,left,300]Cinderfoot[/shadow]
Age: 32 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Rank: ShadowClan Queen
Short Description: A curly gray she-cat w/ blue eyes and a white muzzle.
Long Description: Cinderfoot's fur is really soft and long, and slighty curly. Her name, Cinderfoot, describes her fur color. It's gray like cinders. Her legs are long and have strong muscles that make her a good jumper. Her tail is a slightly darker gray than the rest of her body, but unless in a certain lighting, it is hard to tell. The only part of her body that is not gray is her muzzle. Her muzzle is mostly white with a small black spot here and there. Cinderfoot has a lighy build, and she is rather skinny. Her eyes are her most beautiful feature. They are a pure sky blue.
Personality: When Cinderfoot was a kit, she was very shy and always clung to her mother. Soon, she developed into her warrior self. She became courageous and brave, curious and always willing to try new things. Along with this, she is stubborn and a bit of a know-it-all and a talk-a-lot. Her know-it-all side doesn't show up as much as a warrior, but her apprentice years were all about the bragging. Cinderfoot loves life and the world. She treasures every minute, and unlike ShadowClanners and more like WindClanners, she likes to sleep outside. She isn't scared of anything, or so she says. She gets a quesy feeling when high up or looking out over a big place beneath her. This is why she hates climbing trees and like to be on the ground at all times.
History: Cinderkit was born into ShadowClan's nursery in the middle of leaf-bare. Only her warm pelt kept her alive, while her sister, Shadekit, froze to death. Cinderkit's parents, Wolfclaw and Blackleaf, were true ShadowClanners and fussed over her like any parent would. One day, she was thinking in the nursery, and she thought up a question that she thought was very important. She ran up to the leader's den and barged in. "How can I know that Shadekit went to live in StarClan? What if she went somewhere else? How will I find her?" At first the leader was surprised. Then the leader smiled, and replied calmly, "I'm sure your sister is fine and happy wherever she is." Cinderkit took this as an answer that stated that Shadekit was happily playing in StarClan.
Cinderkit was actually very mad that she became Cinderpaw. She wanted to stay in the nursery to be with her mother. However, once she met her nice mentor, she felt better about becoming an apprentice, and clung to her mother less often. It was unfortunate that her mentor died a couple moons later. She instantly started clinging to her mother once more, so the leader acquiesed to her requests and her mother became her mentor.
Cinderpaw recieved her warrior name, Cinderfoot, about a moon early. When she had been patrolling earlier, a rat pack swarmed around her. The two warriors she had with her didn't do well against the rats. One died and the other fainted. Cinderpaw had fought with all her might, and soon the rats ran away. Cinderpaw dragged the heavy, unconscious warrior all the way back to camp, and later helped bring back the dead one. She was celebrated as a hero. She recieved her warrior name Cinderfoot. In her 30th moon, she spoke with the leader, Reaperstar. He was troubled, and she comforted him. It wasn't long before they pronounced their love for each other. She had her kitting soon afterwards.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Littleclaw (dead)
Father's Mother: Heartsoul (elder's den)
Mother's Father: Marshfoot (dead)
Mother's Mother: Frogtail (dead)
Father: Wolfclaw (dead)
Mother: Blackleaf (elder's den)
Brothers: None
Sisters: Shadekit (dead)
Mate: Reaperstar (alive)
Kits: First Litter: Leopardkit (alive), Curiouskit (alive), Sootkit (alive), Shadekit (alive)
Other: Whitefrost (aunt, dead)
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Yellowbelly (dead), Blackleaf (alive)
Apprentice(s): Brushpaw (dead), Berrypaw (Berryleaf)(alive)
Other: None
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[shadow=orange,left,300]Foxheart[/shadow]
Age: 19 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan/Rank: ThunderClan Warrior
Short Description: A fiery ginger tom w/ pale green-amber eyes
Long Description: Foxheart is a fiery ginger tom. Darker stripes on his head and his black-tipped tail are the only other markings on his body. His fur is longest on his face, but is otherwise normal length. His eyes are a pale amber-green. His nose has two black spots on it's pinker surface. His ears are normal except for a little nick in the right one. It wasn't a deep cut, but deep enough that his right ear is now a 'V'-shape. Foxheart's toes are only stubs, but his claws make up for the toes' shortness. Longer than most, his claws are as big as Tigerclaw's were. Another factor that makes up for his stubby toes, is his legs. They are rather long, making Foxheart taller than a lot of cats. Between this and his claws, cats normally feel rather intimidated by him.
Personality: Foxheart's pelt matches his temper: fiery. Foxheart is easily enraged over the smallest of things. Usually these outbursts will result in him challenging the other to a fight. With his long claws and height, he almost always has the advantage. Foxheart hates when people fuss over him, except for his mother. She is the only person he allows to do so. Although he is usually in a bad mood, he will show respect for elders, his leader, and the deputy. Foxheart hates water, he's not RiverClan, that's for sure. Lastly, he hates working in groups. Patrols of any kind put him in a bad mood.
History: Foxkit was born a ThunderClan warrior, though some still suspect his grandfather was WindClan. Foxkit was the adventurous type of kit and was constantly trying to get out of camp. One time when he was about 4 moons, he finally succeeded by sneaking out by the way of the dirtplace. He ran across ThunderClan territory in zig-zags so that if someone tried to find him, it would be harder and slower. Finally, as he stopped to rest, he went inside a hole to hide. Big mistake for him! Inside was a sleeping fox. The fox awoke and fought poor little Foxkit. He left a couple deep scars on Foxkit before the little tom was able to run back to camp. When he got back, he got a scolding and stayed in the Medicine Cat Den for half a moon.
Foxkit was glad that he finally became an apprentice. He was named Foxpaw, and recieved a mentor. His mentor taught him well, and soon he was one of the greatest warriors of the lake. Once upon a solo hunting patrol, he came upon a fox. Foxpaw recognized it immediately as the fox that had gotten him when he was a kit. He was so full of rage and his fiery temper, that he seemed to fight with all of StarClan on his side. He killed the fox with a ferocious belly rake. Even after the fox was dead, Foxpaw continued to tear up the fox. After he was satisfied, he came back to camp with the fox's heart in his mouth.
Happy with what he had done, the leader gave him the name Foxheart for his noble deed at 13 moons. He recieved an apprentice, Crowpaw, at the age of 18 moons. He serves his Clan to the best of his abilities, though still seems to get into fights with other cats.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Talltail (dead)
Father's Mother: Beautyheart (dead)
Mother's Father: (unknown name, possibly WC)
Mother's Mother: Flowerpelt (dead)
Father: Owlflight (elder's den)
Mother: Birdwing (elder's den)(funny how they got together =])
Sisters: None
Brothers: Firepaw (dead)
Mate: (soon-to-be) Leopardheart
Kits: None
Other: None
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Skyjump (alive)
Apprentice(s): Crowpaw (alive)
Other: None
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[shadow=blue,left,300]Mousepelt[/shadow]
Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Rank: RiverClan Warrioress
Short Description: A small creamy brown she-cat w/ a white underbelly paws
Long Description: To put it in one sentence, a small, creamy brown she-cat with a white underbelly and paws. Her creamy brown fur is soft and smooth, traits of a good cat to snuggle up against during harsh winters or cool nights. The white parts of her fur are her underbelly, paws, the bridge of her nose, and the tip of her tail. Her eyes are a deep brown. Her whiskers are rather short. They look like a twoleg cut most of it off. Her tail is the average length, and is always moving. It is the part that shows Mousepelt's expressions and emotions the most.
Personality: Mousepelt is one of the sweetest cats you could find. She easily forgives other cats, and is always optimistic. Another word to describe her would be happy-go-lucky. She has a sweet spirit and a contagious laugh. She is good at making others cheered up and confident. However, she will not do this to any stranger, for she is very shy, and hard to befriend because she often runs away from any cat she doesn't know well. She has a good memory, and loves to learn. Mousepelt would become a medicine cat, but she doesn't like the sight of blood. She loves the world and loves life.
History: Mousepelt was not always the happy cat she was. As a kit, Mousekit was often very depressed and sorrowful because of her family's many deaths. Her siblings all passed away from greencough, while Mousekit had barely escaped the fate. Her father had never been made known to her before her mother passed away because of a harsh winter. For all Mousepelt knows, her father could still live with her in RiverClan.
As Mousepaw, she recieved a horrible mentor. He was always yelling at her and hitting her hard. She learned only one thing from him, you have to get over things in the past that you can't change. So she tried to be her happy side, and it worked. She was more confident and she wasn't always depressed about her family. Everything else Mousepaw learned was from the other apprentices, and because of this, she isn't the strongest of fighters and hunters. However, she still served her clan with pride and still does this day.
Mousepaw was made a warrior at the age of 14 moons. She was given the name Mousepelt, and she loved her name instantly. Mousepelt took a while to get used to being a warrior. She found herself self-consciously heading to the apprentice den, or getting up at dawn and waiting for her grouchy mentor in the center of camp. She never said anything to a warrior, without being talked to first. However, she finally became much more confident as a warrior. Her skills improved dramatically, and became as good as the other warriors her age.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Unknown
Father's Mother: Unknown
Mother's Father: Greatfoot (dead)
Mother's Mother: Gentleclaw (dead)
Father: Unknown
Mother: Frostedpond (dead)
Brothers: Ratkit (dead)
Sisters: Creamkit (dead), Amberkit (dead), Gingerkit (dead)
Mate: (will be Rainfire in a couple moons)
Kits: None
Other: Iceclaw (uncle, dead)
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Seapelt
Apprentice(s): None
Other: None
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[shadow=tan,left,300]Cliffpaw[/shadow]
Age: 8 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan/Rank: WindClan Apprentice
Short Description: A sandy tan tom w/ a black-tipped tail and amber eyes
Long Description: Cliffpaw's pelt is plain. It is a solid sandy tan color all the way through. His fur isn't that soft, more fuzzy, but it's warm enough in the winter. It's not very long. His body is all round and a bit chubby. It's like a big tube. You can barely see any muscles, but they are there. Cliffpaw is very strong. His paws are a little wider than most, and his toes are little stubs. He hopes that with time, they will grow out. His legs are stout and short. You would think that this would give him a disadvantage, but it seems that his short legs give him a need to prove himself. He runs just as fast as any other WindClan cat. Cliffpaw's tail is short, black-tipped, and is always curved. It can never straighten. Cliffpaw's face is flat with a dark red, almost brown, nose. His eyes are amber, but they are darker or lighter depending on his mood. If upset or mad, his eyes are dark. If happy or excited, his eyes are lighted up. His ears are also kind of flat. They lay against his head instead of standing straight up. Last of all, his teeth and claws are short, but sharp.
Personality: Cliffpaw is very playful. He plays just about any chance he can. At first look, it wouldn't seem like it though, because he has such a serious face. Cliffpaw is patient for the most part, and doesn't care if he is made a warrior tomorrow or 60 moons from now, just as long as he becomes one. He always feels the need to prove himself, and because of this sometimes does stupid things. Cliffpaw is determined and daring, bold and brave. The only exception is dogs and twolegs. He despises them and calls them names just like any other cat, but when he sees one, he runs away quick as a rabbit. Finally, his stamina is very high (except when he is sick).
History: Cliffpaw was born to two true WindClan cats: Breezetail and Croaklily. However, they were both bad-tempered and hardly paid any attention to him. He often spent most of his days away from the nursery and amidst the apprentices. At three moons, however, he had spent a little time in the medicine cat as a little kit. His tail was always curved. He tried as hard as he possibly could, but the muscles wouldn't move any more. His tail would not straighten. The medicine cat finally got it straight in the nursery, but he screamed in agony. It hurt him really bad. Now, he won't even try to straighten his tail. No one gets near it without his permission, and that's final, or otherwise they get a couples scratches across their face.
He was named an apprentice at the normal age of 6 moons. He's constantly trying to prove himself. He taught himself how to hunt when he was a kit, and loves to go out and try to catch things. Cliffpaw wants to become a faithful and loyal warrior of WindClan.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Tantail (dead)
Father's Mother: Rosemaryheart (dead)
Mother's Father: Frightclaw (dead)
Mother's Mother: Brownflower (dead)
Father: Breezetail (dead)
Mother: Croaklily (alive)
Brothers: Fuzzykit (dead)
Sisters: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: None
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor(s): Fickleheart (alive)(WC Deputy)
Apprentice(s): N/A
Other: None
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[shadow=black,left,300]Leopardkit[/shadow]
Age: 4 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan/Rank: ShadowClan Kit
Short Description: A pale yellow tom w/ black spots and gray eyes
Long Description: Leopardkit's fur is pale yellow, and he has black spots everywhere on his body except his ears, feet, and his chin, which are white, and his tail, which is black. The fur isn't short or long. He has a black nose, and big, gray eyes. He has big ears, and a short tail. He is sort of small for his age, but he will soon grow out of it.
Personality: Leopardkit is a very curious kit, much like his sister, Curiouskit. He tends to fall for the girls, and will do anything for any girl. He often ends up looking stupid trying to follow their orders, but he doesn't care. He laughs at himself and moves on. He has a positive attitude, and doesn't mind getting in trouble from time to time.
History: Leopardkit and his siblings were born in perfect health. The birth went so smooth, that the medicine cat didn't even need to come in. Not much has happened considering he isn't even 1 moon yet.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Unknown
Father's Mother: Unknown
Mother's Father: Wolfclaw (dead)
Mother's Mother: Blackleaf (elder's den)
Father: Reaperstar (alive, SC Leader)
Mother: Cinderfoot (alive)
Brother(s): Sootkit (alive)
Sister(s): Curiouskit (alive), Shadekit (alive)
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: Shadekit (aunt, dead)
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor: N/A
Apprentice: N/A
Other:
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[shadow=yellow,left,300]Flamekit[/shadow]
Age: 2 moon
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Rank: ThunderClan Kit
Short Description: A small orange tabby she-cat with blue eyes
Long Description: To come soon...
Personality: Big troublemaker, willing to disobey orders if it means she gets her way. She absolutely hates other cats telling her what to do. Rarely learns from bad experiences. Is willing to bully other cats younger than her to boost her self-esteem, which is at a super-low.
History: Flamekit was born to Gingersnap and Stormcloud. Not much to put since she's not even a moon old.
Family/Mates/Kits:
Father's Father: Unknown
Father's Mother: Unknown
Mother's Father: Flamingstone (dead)
Mother's Mother: Chocolateleg (dead)
Father: Stormcloud (dead)
Mother: Gingersnap (alive)
Brother(s): Smokingkit (alive), Stonekit (alive)
Sister(s): Skykit (alive)
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: Firebreath (great-uncle, dead), Blackpelt (great-aunt, dead), Phoenixheart (uncle, dead), Robinsong (aunt, alive), Lightflame (uncle, alive), Lilypaw (female cousin-once-removed, alive), Talonpaw (male cousin-once-removed, alive)
Mentor/Apprentice Status:
Mentor: N/A
Apprentice: N/A
Other: Flamekit's dad was never actually roleplayed. They made up a father and had kits so ThunderClan could be bigger in its early months. So, they never made up a mom and a dad.
