*HorrorClan... A mating clan... OPEN!*

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    [align=center]HorrorClan


    Prologue


    Rules (MUST READ THEM)


    Rank meanings


    Ranks


    Camp/Territory


    Celebrations


    Form

    Form

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    Name: Angel
    Age: 20 Moons
    Gender: Female
    Rank: Deputy?
    Crush: Fang
    Looks: Below
    Other: Horror


    Name: Blaze
    Age: 24 Moons
    Gender: Male
    Rank: Warrior
    Crush: Open
    Looks: Next Post
    Other: Horror

    I hope you don't mind me wanting to be deputy :-[


    Name:Dawn
    Age: 22 moons
    Gender: Female
    Rank: Deputy(doesn't have to be)
    Crush: None yet. Depends on Rank.
    Looks: Golden red pelt that gleams when depending on mood. She is average
    Sized and has a swift frame.
    Other: We should have another celebration for Cats becoming of the age to mate. The horror <--- Like it? XD


    Accepted. Sorry, but she filled in her form for deputy first... :-[


    And she can be a warrior, if you like!

    Name: Storm
    Age:23 moons
    Gender:Tom
    Rank: Warrior
    Crush: Will develop
    Looks: Storm gray with green eyes. He is massively built
    And doesn't have to work much for muscles.
    Other:Horror
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    Kk!

    Occ~ Now and everyone is accepted.


    Ic~ Fang padded down the cellar stairs, a plump rabbit in his broad jaw. The tom dropped it neatly next to the stony steps, then walked over to the slave room and poked his head in, noticing Jasmine who looked terrified in the corner. He rolled his eyes at his sisters poor behavior, then walked back into the clearing, taking a deep breath. "Anyone willing to be my mate, gather in my room in five minutes." He called. (He will pick Angel, just thought I should tell you.)

    Angel had been crushing on Fang for moons now, and she'd hate to see him pick another she. She padded by the door of his room to wait, her swift, lithe pelt rippling under her strong muscles. She sat down and looked around, wondering who he'd pick. She had been nervous, and she scuffled her paws with anticipation. She thought, Fang, please pick me! I'll die if I see you with another she.

    Name: Amore
    Age: 25 Moons
    Gender: Female
    Rank: Warrior
    Crush:
    Looks: Amore is one of the most attractive she-cats in her clan. She has a silver pelt, lined with bronze and gold stripes. A scar is across her left eye, which she covers carefully and strategically with her long, silky fur. She has kaleidoscope eyes that seemingly change color, somewhat like a rainbow. Her tail has a golden tip that glistens brightly, along with her stripes. She has a lithe and flexible figure, quite nimble on her legs. A slender neck, medium legs, but slightly small body.
    Other: Horror


    Name: Lore
    Age: 9 Moons
    Gender: Male
    Rank: Apprentice
    Crush: None for the moment
    Looks: Lore is quite big for his age. The young Tom has messy black fur, always ruffled up as if he had just woken up, yet he still managed to look great. He has a few scars here and there, some fresh, some moons old already. High eyes are an icy blue, matching his cold personality. The young Tom is quite big for his age, and slightly muscular. He has long legs to carry the weight of his body.
    Other: Horror


    Name: Target
    Age: 18 Moons
    Gender: Female
    Rank: Warrior
    Crush: Blaze
    Looks: Target is an average looking one. She has bark brown fur, just like her brother, Attempt. She has the same orange eyes like him. The twins both got their looks from their father, whom had long passed away along with their mother. She is simply more chubby than her older and proud brother.
    Other: Horror


    Name: Attempt
    Age: 18 1/2 Moons
    Gender: Male
    Rank: Warrior
    Crush: Jasmine
    Looks: Just like his sister, same brown fur, same orange eyes. Only difference is their build. He is very muscular, and fit, and has scars, a lot of them all over him.
    Other: Horror


    Name: Wish
    Age: 1 Moon
    Gender: Female
    Rank: Kit
    Crush: Not at the moment
    Looks: Wish is a golden little kit, with white paws, white tail tip, and silver stripes lining her back. Her eyes are a turquoise blue, bright as the sunny sky.
    Other: Horror


    Sorry for lateness...

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    Dawn looked up. Eh, why not give it a try? she thought. The sarcastic she cat knew that she by far was not the prettiest in the pod and would not win. But why not give it a try? She padded softly to the door, her muscles rippling under her thick pelt. It didn't really matter, as no one could see them moving swiftly, but she liked to think she looked lithe and powerful as she walked.

    Name: Moth
    Age: 18 Moons
    Gender: Female
    Rank: Warrior
    Crush: secret
    Looks: light brown she-cat tinted with light ginger. Blue eyes [<--- looks like pic ]
    Other: none

    all accepted


    The five minutes were up. Fang walked over to the small group of cats. A few people who's names he had forgetten where there, alongside Angel and Dawn. He nodded to all of them, then padded in, flickering his tail for the first to come in, Macy.
    "Name?"
    "Macy."
    "Why do want to be my mate?"
    "Well, er... I've a-always wanted to beeee.. a, er- HP?"
    "B.tch! This isn't for the rank! NEXT!"


    Macy scuttled out, flustered.

    Deception glanced around before sitting down near his sister, Blue Moon. He could feel her blue gaze turn to him for a moment before she looked away. He clinched his lower jaw as he curled his tail tightly around his paws. Blue Moon slowly stood and padded off to go hunting.

    Angel walked in, feeling stars in her paws. Her swift tabby pelt rippled, and her heart pounded. She sat next to Fang and mewed, "I'm ready."