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  • [size=20pt]{ Raptorkit || Raptorpaw || Raptor...}[/size]


    Names ❧ Raptor.


    Gender ❧ Tom.


    Age ❧ 11 Moons.


    Clan ❧ CretaceousClan.


    Appearance ❧The tom has a light tan coat with some pretty unique stripes that are slightly are a darker brown. He's a slender and rather skinny apprentice and doesn't appear muscular like most apprentices but is surprisingly still functioning like an other apprentice with some strength and light ability. He has a good stance and a tallish height since he is the oldest apprentice. Glassy blue eyes and a sleek long tail, which has a feather-like look; ivory sharp and thin claws, sometimes it may be seen unsheathed since there mysteriously pretty long...his teeth are short and usually seem to still have a kit-like teeth look.


    Personality ❧ Isn't the talkative type and will always be working even if there aren't any assignments, he's willing to give himself something to do. He considers that work is delicate and must be taken seriously, he's a mysterious apprentice but not shady. Raptorpaw is the type of tom who won't speak unless spoken too, unless it's a favor. He's very frugal with plants especially rare ones (aka. ones unfamiliar to him). The tom is truthful and hates to tell a lie unless needed too. His loyalty to his clan is immortal and he would be at service any time to assist the ones he loves the most. He's truly has a kinder side, but to him it proves weakness so he may hide a smile or even his laugh may be muffled. Raptorpaw tries to stay neutral as possible could be snappy most of of the time if you fairly judge him.


    History ❧ His family tree is still unknown since his father was a loner and his mother died from loss of blood giving birth to Raptorpaw and his sibling. He possibly is in a shell still puzzled about his past. But Raptorpaw is the type of cat to look up to a bright future. Though Raptorpaw wasn't raised with a loving mother or a proud father, he was alone all his life growing up. However he had no interests in becoming a warrior or even a healer since he's bad at memory and poor in stamina and in performance, there was a problem and he was feeling useless. That all changed his fate when he once claimed to have seen some spirits wander around him as a kit and lurk around the Shaman's pool sometimes. Raptorpaw ignored the spirits for some time now but when he found a ghostly appearance of his mother, Poppymeadow; he from then on he's wanted to learn more and became a Shaman in training, wanting to get closer to his religion and to the other spirits.


    Crush/Mate ❧ Open / Never to have an interest.


    Rank ❧ Shaman Apprentice


    Desired Rank ❧ Shaman


    Kin ❧ {Mother} [sPoppymeadow[/s] x {Father}Icepool {Brother} Opalkit {Other Relatives} Open!


    Theme ❧


    Activity ❧ 8/10 Online everyday but have many clans to be active on.


    Literacy ❧ Fairly good: Look below for a role-play sample.


    Roleplay Sample ❧ Raptorpaw peered his head in the Healer's den. With the help of Sunpaw, he completed his task by doing some errands around the meadow region. "Thank you again Sunpaw. I'll repay you another time for your kindness." Raptorpaw made a short "thanks" and bowed his head respectfully before leaving the den and Sunpaw. Padding forth to the Shaman's den he notices a small scenery of the swamp since it was already dawn. Beauty mesmerized him since the vast land was breath-taking. Though there was no time; he continued on making back to the den successfully, making a small prayer to Echoclan for the safety of the clan and for the clan mates, it was already night so Raptor made a quick retreat to the Apprentice den waiting for another day to come by...


    {Others} "oops" the meteorite "fires" at the "dino" in the "swamp"




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    [size=20pt]{ Paulie || Paulie || Icepool }[/size]


    Names ❧ Icepool.


    Gender ❧ Tom.


    Age ❧ 49 Moons.


    Clan ❧ Raiders


    Appearence ❧ A gray oriental shorthair with a gray fur which appears rough but rather soft. He has burns on his front paws and under his neck, which healed well. He has no battle scars but is preparing for the worst. His large ears are a no miss, and his clear light green optics are still ravishing. Icepool has 3 nicks on the right ear & 1 big nick in his left ear from being caught in his cage that use to keep him from getting into another experiment.


    Personality ❧ He's primarily gentle but still has a deep sadness in his eyes. Like he was forgetting something.. he's very frugal with the supplies in the clan. Icepool is proud of the clan's progress, and approves to whatever a higher rank may say or protest especially what Bonestar's decisions are. Though he's very quick to anger, and will not use words to get in his way and rather uses strength. Icepool is very territorial and would be seen watching over the the small island/camp. Guarding every inch of the dens and even the murky swamp. Icepool is not easy to gain trust with and he'll snap if you bring up some mischief in front of his face.


    History ❧ Over the 10 years of living in the research lab as a kitty-pet named as Paulie, his life was happy and with a care in the world. His life was shallowed in darkness when he forgotten about everything about the life he despised (kitty-pet or soft-life), due to the two-leg's project, he lost his pride, his mate, and even his sons he never got to see. During the machine, he barely made it through; he was very lucky but in return was his own mind. He developed an amnesia from the impact which enclosed his own world but not his sanity, he joined 'The Raiders' forgetting his main purpose to 'why' he came to the period of the tragedy. He mysteriously has burns under his neck and on his front paws...maybe he was suppose to join the fate of the other cats thrown in flames...maybe it was purely fate?


    Crush/Mate ❧ Poppymeadow/Poppymeadow {I highly doubt he may get another mate. But if you wish to try...he's open. He has a thick head and his history isn't to laugh off at all.}


    Rank ❧ Second Command


    Desired Rank ❧ ------


    Kin ❧ {Mother} .... x {Father}.... {Brother} Creed {Mate} Poppymeadow {Kits} :{Sons}Opalkit & Raptorpaw {Other Relatives} Open!


    Theme ❧


    Activity ❧ 8/10 Online everyday but have many clans to be active on.


    Literacy ❧ Fairly good: Look below for a role-play sample.


    Roleplay Sample ❧ The brute wandered around the camp, feeling not at ease just yet. It was already dark and Icepool has been showing an ominous aura, like something was wrong. He sniffed the horrid air of the swamp and at the corner of his eye he noticed a small shadow peer in the swamp. His fur bristled as he tried to scare it off without making so much of a commotion but the thick water was in the way of tracking the opponent or even to what it was. The tom made a slight groan as he sat in the direction of to where the shadow was, waiting in silence. Confused and slightly puzzled he remained in a patient position, he became like a guard dog protecting his territory. But this time it was a cat protecting none other than this swampy disastrous place but mainly his own camp.


    {Others} "oops" the meteorite "fires" at the "dino" in the "swamp"


    Extra.

    The Deceased.



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  • Accepted!!

  • Take your time =D

  • Haha, I've been tracking this thread, but I never said anything.
    I started to make a form but then I accidentally closed out the window and lost it. >.<
    I'll join too, but not this second.


    Note: Oops! The Fire is nearly exploding in the Dino Swamp.

  • Lol. Night that sounds like something I would do. Take all the time that y'all need.

  • Well, happy watching.... I don't think that's a thing but, still.

  • Bio 1/2 possibly three... but not sure yet.



    Name: Tyrannosauruspaw||TyrannosaurusRex


    Age: 9 moons.


    Gender: Tom.


    Alliance: CretaceousClan


    Rank: Apprentice


    History/Personality/Appearance: Tyrannosauruspaw--or commonly known as Tyrannosaurus--, is a fairly small dark brown tom with tan-colored eyes. He was born quite smaller then normal kits, much less toms, but despite his appearance, he is a very bold and brave young tom. Some may ask why his name is Tyrannosaurus when he is so little. I'll tell you why, it's because of his personality. Overall the small size isn't that bad, he has sharp long claws and fangs and a nice long tail making it easier for him to balance. And not only that but there is an advantage to being the size he is; he's very agile, and a fast runner. Let's get down to his personality, since we've gotten through his appearance... Now, this tom doesn't have any idea of what his history is, but he has picked up that "I don't care" attitude. For the longest time, he got teased for being the smallest kit in the nursery. But now, he just doesn't care. Tyrannosauruspaw is the type of tom that will do unordinary things, and whatever you say to fear him, it just gets him even more excited. I'd like to say, he is similar to a human teen, he's easily aggravated and annoyed, and quite sassy and somewhat sarcastic. Deep down though, the tom is the sweetest cat you could know, and he is exactly the type that you'd want on your side during a battle.

  • Accepted =D

  • Gladly awaiting it. =D

  • Character Name: Shinepaw


    Character Age: 7 moons


    Gender: She-cat


    Alliance: Raiders


    Rank: Healer Apprentice


    Appearance (6 or more sentences): Shinepaw is a pretty silver tabby. Her fur is wispy and soft. She had large tufts of fur on the tips of her ears. Her stripes look like they were painted on with charcoal. Her voice is soft and melodious like a ringing bell. Her eyes are a pale green that catch the sunlight in a certain way that makes them glow as though they were are emeralds.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Shinepaw is very kind. She does not like to see things hurt and hates any hunting for sport or wasting of prey. If you watch MLP she's sort of similar to Fluttershy. She is quiet and polite. She tends to have many good ideas but often doesn't share unless someone asks her opinion. She can be shy but she knows how to have a good time.
    ---Likes (at least 3): Life, finding a good catch of herbs, kind cats.
    --- Dislikes (at least 3): Wasting of prey, hunting for sport, needless death.
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): A good healer, intelligent, kind, gets along well with others.
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): Hesitant to kill prey, shy, doesn't share unless asked.


    History (8 or more sentences): Shinepaw was born into the Raiders. Even as a kit, she knew life was a thing to be cherished. Seeing the warriors fight did not interest her. When the saw excitement, she saw a possible death. She chose to be a healer to try to save as many lives as she could. She worked very hard. One day the healer was gone for some reason and kit had badly injured it's leg when it foolishly jumped from high up to the ground. It was the first time she had been forced to heal a cat away from her mentor. She properly healed the leg and sent the kit back to it's mother. It was then she knew more than ever that she made the right choice becoming a healer.


    Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Shinepaw padded through the forest. Prehistoric birds twittered overhead, making a racket. Her opened her mouth, taking in the scents of the soil and the underbrush. Another scent flooded her mouth, this one of fresh and bitter herbs. She veered to the left, scanning the ground for sight of herbs. Finding her quarry, she picked as much as she could carry. Holding the large bundle in her mouth, she walked back to camp. Once she reached the camp she ducked into the Healer's Den. She spat the herbs out and began to sort them, humming a little tune.


    Comments (optional): Oops, the dino arsonist set fire to my house near the swamp! I'm gonna make another later.

  • Yay! Thanks for getting Pooly... but yeah... Lavenderpaw is already healer app. for Raiders but CretacesousClan has that spot open

  • Oh, crud. I guess I waited to long to make my form. I was going to reserve the Healer spot for the Clan, but I didn't expect someone else to take it. It's okay though. :3