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Gender: She-cat
Clan/Group{if any}: loner
Rank{if any}: kit
Appearance: A cream tabby with darker brown stripes. Piercing green eyes and white paws with a small white chest. A large scar on her neck that stretches from behind her ear to her collar bone. Has a small stature.
Personality: scared of almost everything and has no confidence.
History: Born into a happy family with three brothers and two sisters Valor was always busy even though she was the runt of her litter. They lived in peace for 2 moons until, the accident. A pack of ravenous dogs attacked Valorous and her family. Her siblings were gone first. But because Valor had been excluded from sleeping with her siblings because she had not caught a bug she survived. When they had finished off her litter mates they came for her and had their teeth in her neck when her father launched himself at the dog and saved her. Her father was being dragged back to be killed but before he had died he named his surviving kit valor. For she had conquered death. The parents usually named their kits after 3 months but that obviously wouldn't be happening.
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Valor was breathing heavily as she ran as fast as she could away from, from everything. Her family was gone. Just like that her happiness had been stolen from her. Tears streaming down her cream striped pelt the runt fell in the dust. She didn't try to run anymore. She was too tired. Wallowing in her own despair Valor was soon under sleeps spell and didn't wake until the following morning.
The soft bird songs woke her first. That and the cool rushing of the stream nearby. The oak trees overhead had shed their leaves to make a sun warmed blanket for Valor. How could the world go on? She thought. My whole family is gone, yet for some reason nothing seems different. Why? How could the world around her keep spinning if everything she had ever know was gone.
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[size=25pt]Shallowflight[/size]
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Gender: Tom
Clan/Group{if any}: Riverclan
Rank{if any}: Warrior
Personality: Very laid back and mysterious. Can be taken as rude but never tries to hurt anyone. Would give up his life for his clan. Very flirty when wants to be but can also be down right blood thirsty.
History: Was born a kittypet but left his housefolk for the adventurous warrior cat world. Was called Hart as a kittypet. On his journey through the woods he was a loner for a year until he stumbled upon Riverclan which he now calls home today.
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[size=25pt]Icepaw[/size]
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Gender: Tom
Clan/Group{if any}: Windclan
Rank{if any}: Apprentice
Personality: Very energetic and excited. Jumps in things head first and is a kit at heart. Hard to take seriously as is always so silly.
History: Was born into Windclan but mother died giving birth and father was killed a moon later from by a monster on a hunting patrol. His sister, Faithpaw, is the only family member he has left.
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[size=25pt]Faithpaw[/size]
Gender: Female
Clan/Group{if any}: Windclan
Rank{if any}: Apprentice
Personality: Assertive and outspoken. Will easily step into a mature role and is not afaird to voice her opinion. Also very creative, resourceful, and intellectually quick.
History: Was born into Windclan but mother died giving birth and father was killed a moon later from by a monster on a hunting patrol. Her brother, Icepaw, is the only family member he has left.
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SHALLOWFLIGHT
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Gender: Tom
Clan/Group{if any}: Riverclan
Rank{if any}: Warrior
Mate: None
Personality: Very laid back and mysterious. Can be taken as rude but never tries to hurt anyone. Would give up his life for his clan. Very flirty when wants to be but can also be down right blood thirsty.
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[align=center][color=white] Shallowflight was sprawled out under the sun in the area of brambles and reeds known as the warriors den. |
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Icepaw was wrestling a moss ball outside the Apprentice's Den as he growled and tried to do moves like the warriors.
"DIE! DIE BADGER SCUM!" Icepaw yowled as he sunk his teeth into the moss and shook it around violently until it untangled into a mess of moss everywhere.
Rolling her eyes Faithpaw began to clear her fur. Her brother was going to make her look bad with his shenanigans.
I wonder if all toms are as weird as my brother. Maybe some just hide it better. Oh Starclan help us all if they are.
"Will you stop being a mousebrain and act like a normal cat?" Faithpaw questioned as she scowled at her brother.
"Oh don't be such a grumpy puss! C'mon join in! I think I see a dog coming next!" Icepaw grinned before quickly turning and pouncing on the nearest leaf and beginning to scratch at it.
The two Siamese brother and sister had been bored out of their mind all day and were simply waiting for something exciting to roll around the old Windclan camp.
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The little kit awoke in a strange den and the first thought that climbed into her head was that she'd been kit-napped and the evil cat that had taken her was going to cook her up and boil her bones. Getting up from the spot she had been placed in Valor slowly stumbled towards the strange cat. She plotted brave lines to say in her head as she slowly slinked towards him but when she stood only a few tail lengths away the only thing that came out was a soft mew that said, "who are you...."
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"I'm Valor," the small kit replied after a moments hesitation she added, "Are you one of those clan cats? Which one are you from?"
Taking a seat facing the cat Valor dropped her guard as it was replaced by curiosity.
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Shuffling her paws awkwardly Valor sighed and replied sadly, " My whole family was kill by dogs right before my eyes only two sunrises ago. I guess we're both on our own." Looking up the kit smiled. She wasn't alone. She had someone like her.
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Icepaw leaped at this opportunity and was medley at his feet as soon as the words slipped from the warrior's mouth, "OH BOY! You mean a patrol or hunting party? Did you hear that Faithpaw! Of this is gonna be fantastic I can't wait!" Before leaping off towards the entrance on the camp.
Faithpaw was slowly gathering herself up. "Finally some action around here," she murmured before briskly trotting after her brother. However she stopped midway and remembered her mannors, "Thank you Stonehedge. You will be joining us I assume? Is anyone else coming?"
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"Th-thank you FalconHeart," Valor replied before eating ravenously at the mouse. She was so troubled by her emotions she had almost forgotten her hunger. That was when she heard the howling. Medially getting to her paws Valor cast a worried glance at the entrance of the cave, then at the tom before replying, "we need to get out of here. They are probably following my scent trail." The kit recalled her brothers and sisters talking about how to hunt by scent trail. Is that all she was anymore? A frog being batted between some kits paws?
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SHALLOWFLIGHT
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Gender: Tom
Clan/Group{if any}: Riverclan
Rank{if any}: Warrior
Mate: None
Personality: Very laid back and mysterious. Can be taken as rude but never tries to hurt anyone. Would give up his life for his clan. Very flirty when wants to be but can also be down right blood thirsty.
History: Was born a kittypet but left his housefolk for the adventurous warrior cat world. Was called Hart as a kittypet. On his journey through the woods he was a loner for a year until he stumbled upon Riverclan which he now calls home today[/fancypost] |
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[align=center][color=white]"Greetings Rainleaf," Shallowflight nodded his head before getting up and walking over towards the warrior. "Would you like to go on a hunting party Rainleaf? I noticed the pile is getting low." He added the last part after nodded his head towards the pile. His green eyes twinkling. |
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Nodding furiously Valor bunched up her hind legs and sprung forward. She landed with only her front paws on the branch but quickly scrambled up to where Falconheart was. Looking at the tom she felt her fear rising. She was going to die like her family unless they could help themselves or some savior came and rescued them.
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Leaping down Valor landed beside Falconheart on the ground. She pressed her small cream body to his front leg and shook terribly out of fear. She was going to die.
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SHALLOWFLIGHT
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Gender: Tom
Clan/Group{if any}: Riverclan
Rank{if any}: Warrior
Mate: None
Personality: Very laid back and mysterious. Can be taken as rude but never tries to hurt anyone. Would give up his life for his clan. Very flirty when wants to be but can also be down right blood thirsty.
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[align=center][color=white]Grinning Shallowflight took off into the forest, the wind and forest rushing beside him he pumped his legs to go faster and faster. Feeling as if he was gliding through the forest the tom felt the branches and brambles tear at his pelt but his enjoyment overtook his care for running into things. |
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Suddenly doused in water Valor was puffing for air as she was swept away by the harsh current. Running into rocks the little kitten was vigorously scrapped against the rocks as she was dunked under the water.
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Nodding Faithpaw mewed happily, "Someone who agrees with me. It's about time I meet someone like me! You know there are so many cats in this camp its get so claustrophobic from being stuffed in here with all the elders and queens and rowdy kits."
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Seeing Falconheart slowly sinking Valor dove down and tried to help him but he was too big. Trying to drag him she barley kept his head above the water and he was bleeding horridly. Starting to panic Valor though all was definitely lost when suddenly the rapids open up into a large lake. Seeing a shore close by Valor sunk her teeth into his scruff and tugged tightly. Having difficulty keeping his head up Valor soon found herself washed up on the shore with Falconheart beside her. Shoving herself at him she managed to roll him over and climb onto his belly. She started jumping lightly to try and pump the water from his stomach.
