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  • »symphonyclan | reborn. | su }}


    wip


    &&screenname
    dani |


    &&cat's name
    perpetualcontrition "conte"


    &&cat's looks


    &&cat's personality
    && personal ref


    &&cat's rank
    warrior


    &&cat's age
    32 moons


    &&cat's mate/crush
    will develop


    &&cat's kits/kin
    no kits/mother and father deceased, brother missing


    &&other
    bittersweet symphony
    he wasn't born in symphonyclan, as long as that's alright


  • the dark carnival ´´rp thread

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    <<web>>


    web wasn't sure whether to be annoyed or displeased or amused by the crazy she-cat. eventually, he decided that all three were fine, as that seemed to just about be the general consensus. so, it was with growing curiosity that he looked on to see what lorelei was planning.


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  • The Undertakings ll semi advanced ll wip

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    Name; Vanillafur
    Gender; Tom
    Rank; Flicker


    Looks; Thick, white fur and a stub of a tail tend to make this tom fairly distinct. His calculating, bright green eyes and the numerous scars that mar his pelt show display his experience and confidence in battle, despite his youth. It's difficult to notice, and it hardly brings him difficulty, but when Vanillafur is running, or sometimes fighting, he has a visible limp from when his left hind leg was injured during his apprentice days.


    History; Vanillafur wasn't born a part of the group, but shortly after becoming an apprentice, he got into trouble with a clanmate, and resultingly was banished. He wasn't truly deserving of such a punishment, but the anger and humiliation made Vanillafur angry, and he swore to kill his enemy. Having done so, the apprentice left and wandered for weeks before finding Theo and the Undertakings. Now, he is properly of age to qualify as a warrior, and he's found his place here.


    Mate/Crush/Kits; Will develop crush~
    Family; Mother and father in another clan (whether they're alive or not is unknown), Brother dead and sister a loner
    Other; 14 Moons


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  • RayClan -- [ SU ]

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    Name: Obsidianheart


    Rank: Warrior
    Gender: Tom
    Moons: 29


    Appearance: A fawn mink with a strong, lean build, Obsidianheart has caught the eyes of many she-cats in the past, though none beautiful enough or intelligent enough to meet his standards; thus, his name. Something about the dangerous glint in his vivid blue eyes, whose hues match the color of the lake, tends to attract not only she-cats, but others as well. It's as though there's a mystery about the tom, just waiting for the lucky winner to solve. An array of small battle scars litter his light tan/off white pelt, especially on his right flank, since his dominant side is his left.


    Personality: Obsidianheart is a slippery cat, for certain. Though the intelligent tom isn't necessarily evil, he does enjoy a darker sense of humor and an... unusual idea of what classifies as fun. The fawn mink is a good liar and a good actor, although if you know him well enough, you come to realize that consistent flicks of his left ear tend to give him away. Obsidianheart has a confidence and sort of swagger that many cats envy, but this makes him vain, and simultaneously very self conscious. The rogue can also be very bossy harsh to cats he deems are below him, refusing to play by another cat's rules until they've earned his admiration.


    History: Will be elaborated upon IC.
    Other: Starting as a rogue =)
    Any improvements?: Camp info, possibly? Love this idea :3


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  • too long alone;; open

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    libertyheart [she-cat, ex-thunderclanner, lost, appearance]


    her heartbeat was picking up speed. she could feel it, yet there was nothing she could do to control her fear, no matter how hard she tried. the 22 moon calico had realized she'd crossed the border into a group's territory, where who knew what may await. libertyheart was an intelligent she-cat, and she wouldn't have continued on, except that she needed to join a clan, and soon. it was only a matter of time before she was caught out on her own by ill meaning cats, or other animals. libertyheart brought her fearful, bright green gaze up to look at the path ahead, sensing that she seemed to be getting deeper into the group's territory.


    [i understand that she may be killed; actually, i'm sort of expecting that, as i don't have much other use for her, unless she's accepted into skull :3]


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