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  • -NatureClan- (REF[O]RMED) (Deputy position OPEN!)

    Username: Wizzardstar911
    Cat's Name: Sweetsong
    Gender: Shecat
    Rank: Warrior
    Appearance: A sleek tall shecat with a long tail, she has pretty green eyes and white speckles all over her cream tabby body, she has a front left black paw which is known as her 'Warriors paw'. Since she was a kittypet accepted into this clan, most cats only find good in that one paw of hers which has unsually long claws, unlike her other three paws. Her ears are also nicked from many fights, she is a good cat, but no one sees that in her. So she is mostly quiet and alone
    Personality: Quiet and lonely, yet she is a very kind and loyal cat. She is a good fighter and knows what to do and when, she believes in following your heart. Not your instinct.
    Crush/Mate/Kits?: Nope (open)


    Username: Wizzardstar911
    Cat's Name: Redpaw
    Gender: Tom
    Rank: Med apprentice?
    Appearance: He is a short red tom with blue eyes, but he is blind in one of his eyes. One of the reasons he cat become a warrior, he has a short scruffy red brindle coat with black and white brindled stripes, he has a nub for a tail as it got cut off by a badger as a little kit, he also suffers faint amnesia, lots of cats believe he should just go to the elders den but the leader and medicine cat are determined to train him.
    Personality: Kind, respectful, Loyal, trustworthy, yet also very forgetful and can easily get nervous.
    Crush/Mate/Kits?: Nope

  • Find your mate and make friends in HeartClan

    Name. Sweetsong
    Gender. Shecat
    Rank. Warrior
    Looks
    <a href="http://s1355.photobucket.com/user/BrennaBeeBee123/media/image_zpsf7caf051.jpg.html" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1355.photobucket.com/albums/q711/BrennaBeeBee123/image_zpsf7caf051.jpg" border="0" alt=" photo image_zpsf7caf051.jpg"/></a>
    Personality. Kind, gentle is a loyal cat, she is very bright and catches onto things quickly, despite her bad history as her father killing the old leader some cats still judge her poorly despite her secret sweet side, she is usually alone nowadays
    History
    Her father was a killer, he killed Sweetkit's mother and old leader, after he was exiled cats looked at poor Sweetkit badly for her fathers doing. She grew up mostly alone, her beautiful and small appearance covered up by ugly romours and comments she had recived her past moons. She is still to this very day, talked behind and commented as a horrible cat. She now hopes that some cat will look at her differently.
    Mate. None (open)
    Kits. None (wants)
    Other. She hopes to find a cat who can appreciate her for who she is.

  • Find your mate and make friends in HeartClan

    Sweetsong glanced at the medicene cat tom with a faint surprise that he went Rosey around her, she was shocked that the medicine cat had likings and that he seemily liked her! Who cat would love a cold murder's kit as herself. But perhaps he knew her other side? No, Impossible. She shook her head forgetting about it, continuing to eat her kill.

  • Amelia, Guardian of the forest


    [size=4]I am...[/size]
    [size=6]Amelia[/size]
    [size=5]Guardian of the forest[/size]



    [size=3]Eyes: Green-yellow
    Pelt: Cinnamon and white
    [/size]


    Traits: I am a tall and wise shecat with a beautiful smooth cinnamon and white coat, I have beautiful Green-yellow eyes that shine like gems under the suns light. Despite my very stubborn personality, I am actually a very Loyal, Trustworthy cat and a shoulder to lean on.


    History: I was raised in KingdomClan, but when Starclan told me I had a greater purpose, I followed them, and was told to be protector of the forest, no matter what the cost.

  • Frogclan

    Name: Whitepaw (Whitestorm)
    Gender: Shecat
    Look:
    [img width=510 height=405]http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo305/kazphoto/Cats/1294010v69t5igt8o.gif[/img]
    Age: 6 moons
    Personality: Quiet and relaxed there is more than meets the eye to this frosty cat, she is extremely calm in situations and very wise, she is a quick learner and even though she had just started training she is already quiet the skilled fighter.
    Notes: she is uncommonly small but don't judge her size. Judge her skill. She is also good friends with Timberpaw?

  • Under the Star Studded Sky...

    Name: Crimsonpaw /// Sweetsong /// Tornadorush
    Age: 10 moons /// 16 moons /// 16 moons
    Gender: Tom /// Shecat /// Shecat
    Personality: Quiet, Loyal, Is mute meaning he can't talk, but communicate via body language, he is usually alone as there is no purpose to be by other cats as he can't properly socialize. /// sweet, kind cat with a hard outer shell, she is normally alone because she is mistreated by most cats. Her father was a murderer killing and betraying many cats, Including the older leader? Cats now hate poor Sweetsong because her father, no cat gives her the chance to show the world what the really kind cat she is within. /// Tornadorush is a fearless shecat who likes to live her life on the line, doing dangerous and life threatening stunts and tricks for battle, she is a high fighter out of most. But surely is not the highest.
    Appearance:


    Crimsonpaw,


    Sweetsong, <a href="http://s1355.photobucket.com/user/BrennaBeeBee123/media/image_zpsf7627822.jpg.html" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1355.photobucket.com/albums/q711/BrennaBeeBee123/image_zpsf7627822.jpg" border="0" alt=" photo image_zpsf7627822.jpg"/></a>


    Tornadorush, <a href="http://s1355.photobucket.com/user/BrennaBeeBee123/media/image_zps753ca6e0.jpg.html" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1355.photobucket.com/albums/q711/BrennaBeeBee123/image_zps753ca6e0.jpg" border="0" alt=" photo image_zps753ca6e0.jpg"/></a>
    History: Crismonpaw is a pure blooded warrior, born mute. His parents died of diese along with his sister Innerkit. He never got over them until he became a apprentice, starclan washed him clean and told him to leave the past, and expect the future. /// Sweetsong 's father was a evil hearted killer named Trueblood, he killed her mom, the old clan leader and many other innocent cats. Sweetkit was bullied from her kithood to still now, cats despise of her because her father, and don't give her the chance to prove herself a loyal and caring cat. /// Tornado grew up with little to no problems, though her parents divorced her doesn't care much anymore and is very careless, but yet there is a little sense to her selfless and strange daring personality. Yet no one quite understands why there is sense to the reason she lives her life on the line.
    Other: KFC

  • NatureClan (Roleplay Thread)

    The tall cream and white shecat yawned as the morning sun lit up her paws, slowly going up her body to the tip of her ears, "The pretty shecat with the dull face." A apprentice whispered from behind. But Sweetsong was to distracted to listen. The sun was the only light in this warriors heart, the only light...


    Redpaw muttered behind the strange she cats back, 'The shecat looks as if her mind was hollow.' He thought in his mind, he grunted and padded back into the den. He got grumpy durring the mornings. The half blind tom limped back into the den. Glancing at his mentor.

  • NatureClan (Roleplay Thread)

    (I feel you :P I'm a little 'social butterfly' myself)


    Redpaw went to his mentors den, seeing he looked ancy for a chat. The red brindle tom sat beside him, starring out of the den. He glanced at the shecat in the middle of camp, still sitting there as if she were stone. "Is she ok? She's always so alone..." He asked his mentor, he starred at the cream shecat. "The pretty cat with the dull face... The pretty cat with no soul... Lots of cats make up names about her, most of the apprentices hate the guts out of her.... But why?" He blurted allowed, his mind bubbling with questions like a active volcano.


    The silent cat sat there a while more until her body was warmed by the sun, she walked out of camp. Her black paw gleaming beneath the sun. As she walked by the apprentices den, many apprentices have her dirty looks. But she could never blame them..... Afterall, she had no warrior blood. She saw NightHeart and padded up to him curiously yet shyly, hiding her face by looking down. "Mind If I join you?" She asked lowly, just wanting to get away from camp.