ColdestClan|An arctic clan that doesn't believe in equality|Need new members

Name:Peachsong
Age:20 moons
Pic:(Uhm...I don't have a pic.She's a tan she-cat with glittering silver eyes)
Rank:Slave
Gender:Female
Personality:Peachsong is very kind,and loyal,and she will do whatever her master says with a simple 'Yes Masta."She doesn't challenge anyone much,and doesn't mind being a slave as long as she's safe,although she does wish she was equal to her masters one day.
Mate/crush:None/Open
Family:Dead,but thinks of her master as her family.
Other:Needs master

Name:
"The name is ShatteredStorm. Not pet, slave, or whatever sick, twisted name some would give. Shattered. Storm. Some who are lucky have the privilege of calling me "Gray". But there's not many that I even remotely like here."
Age:
"I am fourteen moons young, and don't plan on discontinuing my streak any time soon."
Pic:

Rank:"Unfortunately, I'm a slave. I was the ruby of the litter. I was the weak one, the one that was sick all the time. So I ended up here. Quite honestly, this Clan is screwed up. The ones who need help are the ones who are used up."
Gender:
"You son of a fox! Does it LOOK like I'm a male? No? Good! Cuz I'm a girl, idiot!"
Personality:
"Some cats say I'm too edgy and that I'm moody. That's not really the case though. None of the "masters" here are worth my time because all they to is run you dry and abuse you. They're messed up, so I avoid them as much as possible. However, most of the slaves are my friends. At least, the ones who don't simper at their master's paws and have to be coddled by them. The ones who I do like I'm actually very kind to. I try to be humorous with them and I take care of them when they're injured or sick. Of course... I do that with the other slaves too, but only because I feel bad, not because I actually like them. If I could, I would run away from here as quickly as possible... But there's no escape from this place. A lot of times I act fearless, but really, I'm scared all the time. When will they get tired of me and decide to kill me? I don't know... I try to help the young kittens who aren't showing as much strength as the others as much as I can. I wish this life on no one. Though I always remind them that this life is WRONG. No cat should be put in this kind of position. So... If you asked me to describe myself? I guess I'm fiesty... I plan on giving my master a hard time., anyway. I have a secret heart which I let none of the masters see, I'm so called brave, and I'm hopeful. Hopeful that one cat will change all of this. Oh... Uhhh... And maybe I'm a little hot tempered. I am NOT afraid to raise my voice and claws to some cat who ticks me off. I can get distracted easily, but that's only when none of the masters are around. I'm a dreamer, and I am NOT a morning kitty. I can be stubborn, and am sometimes rude- though around fellow slaves I try not to be. I'm clever and am always trying to find a way to discreetly tick off the masters of this place."
Mate/crush:
"You kidding? I. Refuse. I refuse to have a mate and let one of my kits be born into this monstrosity. Especially since there are hardly any male slaves, and I refuse to even open the possibility of getting my heart broken. I need my eye on the prize. Escape." (However, I'm hoping a cat will catch her eye.)
Family:
"Oh, they're here. But I don't consider them my family. Not when they own me."
Other:
"Luckily, I haven't exactly been picked to be anyone's particular slave yet. Unfortunately, that means I have to serve every cat until I am picked."