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    Iceclan
    The cold is the least of our worries now....

    Iceclan is a small clan that makes its home in the valley of a thick forest. A wide river runs through the center of the territory. In the summer months, the water is as blue as the sky, with only the occasional rapids. It makes an ideal place for hunting and fishing.

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    Winter, however, is a different story. The river freezes over and snow dusts the land, bringing with it freezing temperatures and raging ice storms.

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    But Iceclan cats are adaptable. Their pelts are thick and their claws strong. They have learned to survive in this harsh, frozen territory. But even the most highly adapted cats have their downfalls, and this winter, it's hitting Iceclan hard. Disease strikes the land. Cats are dying, and food is becoming increasingly scare. It is an infection still unknown to even the most experienced healers. The infected show the smallest of symptoms, such as headache or lack of energy, which soon escalates into a raging illness complete with bloodshot eyes and stomach sickness. The sick cats are quarantined in a cave in the northern side of the camp. They are under constant care of the medicine cat as they recover, or in some cases, wait for the inevitable: death. Somewhere out there, there is a cure, but can Iceclan survive long enough to find it?


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    RP thread~ Coming soon!!! :D

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    Name:Icebrink
    Gender: female
    Rank wanted:Warrior (Queen......She doesn't know yet.)
    Appearance:

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    Family: none
    Personality: Calm and collected, Icebrink knows just what to do. Always one to sit back and think before acting and has quite a few quotes up her sleeve. (Yes, I'm not kidding.)
    History: Will also tell through rping.
    Other:HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


    Name: Tigershock
    Gender: male
    Rank wanted:idk....warrior.....yea.....
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    Family: none
    Personality:Despite his firey pelts, his attitude is ice cold. Always ready to ruin someones's day at any given point. And that's just for fun. That pretty much sums him up.
    History:N/A
    Other:HEY AGAIN!

    That is a beautiful cat.


    ACCEPTED!!!!!!!!!! AND HEY!!!!!


    *cupcake for being the first person (because cookies are too mainstream) :D


    :D :D :D :D :D :D

    I don't even know what that was. But I like the cookie monster cupcakes. :) *nomnom*

    Name:Breezewhisker
    Gender:female
    Rank wanted:Medicine Cat
    Appearance:marbled lynx point with icy blue eyes and a acar on her shoulder
    Family:father: was a clan leader killed Mother:became a loner brother:deceased ill tell the full story though rpging over time.
    Personality:wise,smart,sweet but gets upset easly and will take the lead and is a natural born leader also she is loud and proud
    History:tell by rpging
    Other:IDK? :)

    Cat Name:Bearspirit
    Gender: Male
    Age: 30 Moons
    Rank: Deputy
    Appearance:He is a massive brown Norwegian Forest cat, his had brilliant soul piercing green eyes. His right ear has a nick in it and he had a long scar across his left eye. His paw are a bit larger then that of a normal cat and his tail is thick, long and fluffy.
    Personality:He's an easy going, calm, stern kind of tom who has a habit of treating others like kits. He is fiercely protective of those he loves and often has wise words for those in trouble, he can't hold a grudge and often looks for peace rather then war in a battle. He absolutely adores his daughter, Forbiddenpaw and often thinks of her as his world. Bearspirit is a noble and majestic kind of fighter if caught in one. He doesn't like dirty fighting and disapproval of those who do it. Even though he doesn't try to act like it he has a habit of taking command when things go into chaos. Bearspirit is kind and care, loving and commanding, protective and fierce. He is a tom who lives up to his name a cat with the spirit of a bear.
    Mate/Crush:Dead/Looking
    Kin:Forbiddenpaw
    History: As a young tom he was known as Bear and lived in a tribe of some sort. This tribe didn't believe in starclan like the clans do, the tribe thought there were many gods in the sky and to please them, sacrifice a 5 moon old kit every 5 moons. The kits that were to be sacrificed were given the name Forbidden when they were born. The leader of the tribe would pick out a certain she cat that was pregnant and told her that she was to pick one kit to be known as Forbidden. Sadly the she cat chosen to give up one kit was Bear's mate, Lily. Bear was a well respected cat within the tribe and it was supposedly an honer to be the one to sacrifice a kit. Lily was so distressed and sadden that she was to lose a kit that the night of the birth of their kits, she died during the process and only bore on kit, a small ginger female with sun like eyes. Bear was extremely upset by the fact that he had lost his one and only mate and at first hated the young kit named Forbidden, he couldn't wait until his five moons were up and she was gone. But as the moons passed he slowly started to fall in love with Forbidden and the night of the sacrifice he fled from the tribe with his kit in his jaws. It wasn't long until he found the clan he told the leader, that he was a rogue looking for a place to spend a few nights at with his kit. The humble leader allowed him to stay for a while, nights turned into moons and soon Bear found himself as Bearspirit a warrior within the clan. To this day Bearspirit has never told anyone of his past and it would seem that his daughter, Forbiddenpaw has no memory of her time in the tribe at all. She assumed that she's always been a cat with in the clan. Bearspirit hopes that his past stays dead and buried but it seems that some skeletons are coming back to remind him just where he belongs.


    Cat Name:Forbiddenpaw
    Gender: Female
    Age: 8 Moons
    Rank: Apprentice
    Appearance: Click
    Personality: -She is a very elusive and mysterious young she cat. She not the one that cats enjoy spending their time with, and she doesn't really like company in turn. She can act clumsy and shy at times as well as sarcastic and smart if needed. Her heart belongs with the the clan or at least that what she tell others when asked. She has a very rebellious nature and can have a bit of a mouth on her if addressed in the wrong manner. She doesn't mind taking charge in tough situation actually she prefers taking charge and leading others. She not very good at following and has always thought of herself as a leader rather then a follower.
    Mate/Crush:None/Looking
    Kin: Bearspirit
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    Cat Name:Swanflight
    Gender: Female
    Age: 18 Moons
    Rank: Med cat app?
    Appearance: She is a petite sized pure white she cat with a black tipped ears and tail. Her eyes are normally a soft bright sky blue color.
    Personality: :Despite her small size, she has to think she's one of the toughest things in the forest for a med cat of course. She is definitely a fighter, and it is obvious to every cat she is both brave and courageous, willing to take on any challenge that come at her. But she does a good job at hiding her fears, and fighting them to. She always has the feeling of loneliness dragging her down now and then. Whenever she does happen to cross the path of another cat, she appears to be stubborn and sarcastic, or calm and kind when healing those she actually likes. But anyone who does take the time to get to know her is rewarded by affection, understanding and much more. The only problem with this is she rarely finds a cat she feels she can trust, so no one knows the real her, and most of the time she's sure no one wants to. She's hidden most of her feelings and fears away so she can be a good med cat for her clan.
    Mate/Crush: None/Wouldn't mind a forbidden one.
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    Cat Name: Dementedsoul
    Gender: Female
    Age: 16 Moons
    Rank: Warrior
    Appearance: She is a small she cat with a pink nose, black is etched in around it. Her pelt is completely black yet she has a white underbelly along with one white front paw and one white hind paw. Her face would be completely white if it weren't for the black splashed underneath her chin and along her forehead and around her eyes. Her ears are black with white tips along with her tail. Her eyes are a crimson red color if that's allowed if not then they are a bright golden color.
    Personality:She is a dutiful and dedicated warrior to the clan. She follows each order faithfully, while always ensuring that the clan runs smoothly. She can be kind, loving and caring when needed but despite her ability to appear like a perfectly normal warrior, especially one who is able to smile, be cheerful, and be understanding, Dementedsoul is, in actuality, quite heartless, sadistic, and malicious as her name suggests but truly she is only like that because she feels she is alone in the world her past explains what made her the way she is today.
    Mate/Crush: None/ She's Demented so...........
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    Other: As a kit she lived in a remote tribe near the mountains. She was bullied by the others for being strange and only had her Bear as a friend, At the age of 5 moons she was selected to be the sacrifice to the gods within the tribe, but was spared when her parents, with Bear's help hid her away deep within the mountains, where only Bear would visit her to bring food. She was eventually discovered and brought back to the tribe where she and her parents were thrown into a hole to be sacrificed. There they were buried alive or at least that was what had thought be the case. When she and her family had been brought out of hiding, Bear was the one who carried her down and dropped in her into the hole, before the tribe had realized that she and her family had gone into hidding he had enough time to warn them that they were coming, Bear with her parents wishes took off with her moments before the tribe cats arrived and hid her within the bush, he came back claiming that he had caught her trying to running away but what he carried in his jaws was young sickly kit from the tribe nursery, the tribe didn't suspect anything at all. The young cat lived with Bear and his mate, Lily in hiding for a few moons and the day Bear chose to escape she joined him and came upon the clan. Her odd ways and distance habits earned her the name Dementedsoul.


    Cat Name: Foxtail
    Gender: Male
    Age: 25 Moons
    Rank: Warrior
    Appearance: rather large cat with bright green eyes and pelt of ginger, his legs are quite long so he stands a bit taller then an average cat, his body seemed to be made of muscles rather then bones. He has a long, red bushy tail of fire and he normally uses it as pillow to sleep with. Even though he eats everything in sight he doesn't ever seem to get fat.
    Personality: He comes off as lazy and arrogant to most cats. He enjoys sitting around in the sun all day and can eat a clan out of their prey in a sunrise. He has a deep love of food and might get up if asked to go hunting but that's about it. He can irritate almost every cat he meets or annoy them to no end without really trying. Foxtail isn't your average everyday tom, but if he tries hard enough you'll find that he's a great fighter and he's calm in even the toughest of situations. His laid back personality passes him off as nobody to be noticed, but catch him in a bad mood, which is rarely, and you'll see that's he a tom to watch out for, he has a very protective streak when it comes to Dementedsoul, he thinks of the younger she cat as his little sister even though they aren't blood.
    Mate/Crush:None/Looking
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