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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=arial][size=8][sup]Name: Wraith
    Gender: Male
    Adult or Cub?: Adult
    Age: 42 moons - 3.5 years
    Appearance: Black lion, wip
    Personality: Likes to scare other, wip
    History: Started as a cat in ShadowClan, was killed and found a lion body to possess, wip
    Plots/Plans/Other: Will stay in pride his whole life, hopefully will have children, wip


    Tracking. Deciding on the name Wraith for him. (:

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Everything about her stays the same. I might buy her multiple possessions, though :3


    I need to be active in Sunclan anyways, soo


    Hypothermia
    The little black serval ran around in tight circles, chasing her tail. Hype was trying to pass the time, and felt that this was a somewhat good way to do it, though perhaps hunting our sharpening claws would be a better idea. The cute kitten quickly stopped in her motions and the four month old cat's head started spinning in circles. She went around with it and collapsed.


    Moments later, though, Hypothermia was back on her paws as she pranced around camp. Where was Fairydust? Permafrost? She decided to call out for one of them, though it was somewhat obvious which one that would be.


    "Dadddddy! Daddddddddy! Daddy, where are you?" She called out for Permafrost, laughing.


    Her father. She loved the tomcat to bits and always tried to stay near him. However, it was true that this was not possible - Perma had a leader life to live, and Hypo couldn't make him just stop with that. Sighing at the thought of her father, the black serval curled up into a ball near his den and fell asleep.


    She dreamed about a lot of things. For half of the dream, her father was with her, and she was hitching a ride on his back. They were flying through the alps of the Himalayas. It was cold, but white, and calm, and just plain out beautiful. Clouds threatened to squish the tops of the mountains down. When they flew by Mount Everest, Hypothermia jumped off onto the peak. She saw the sun just tip above the horizon, and the serval sat there, smiling.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#5c5b5c; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 170px; width: 400px; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 170px][justify][font=georgia][size=9pt]The kitten nodded to Realmwright and fled to the cat's side. A grin was planted on his face. Gloire and Realm - they were standing up for him! They believed in him! The tuxedo puffed out his chest and looked down at the tabby. She was in pretty bad shape from what Marskit could see, and the smile that was once there was gone. It was replaced with a frown.
    Can I do this on my own? Marskit thought, looking around for any dried oak leaves, anything that could be used to stop the bleeding. He would need cobwebs and marigold and poppy seeds, too. The medicine den assistant pranced over to the deputy and looked up at him. God he was huge.
    "Realmwright, can you please watch her while I fetch the necessary herbs?" He was expecting a yes - this was an easy job to do. He then turned to Gloire. "Glo, do you think that you could use your tail to sweep all the leaves into a pile? Every one counts." Again, Marskit was expecting a yes from this, and he limped off to the den.

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    [sup][color=black]DO NOT STEAL : TEMPLATE BY FEESH

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Done & bump

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    [hr][justify][sup]Username: gravity .
    Display Name: ( scarlet )
    Activity: Seven out of ten
    Muse: Seven out of ten
    Other:
    * Thunderclan Rulers
    * Based off of myself
    * Home: Phillip Phillips
    * Home: Blake Shelton
    * Who Are You When I'm Not Looking: Blake Shelton
    * Ho Hey: The Lumineers
    * Gone, Gone, Gone: Phillip Phillips
    * Hey Jude: The Beatles
    * Don't Want You Back: The Backstreet Boys
    * Eleanoround the World: Daft Beatles
    * The Beatles vs. MGMT [Mash Up]
    * Radioactive: Imagine Dragons
    [hr][justify][sup]Kit Name: Chagrinkit
    Apprentice Name: Chagrinpaw
    Warrior Name: Chagrinspirit
    Nicknames: Chag
    Reason for Name: Welllll IDK I though it sounded neat !! :3
    Gender: Female
    Gender Identity: Female
    Sexuality: Straight
    [hr][justify][sup]Basic Appearance: Caracat with white tail tip - looks like the tip of a paintbrush
    Full Description: Chag is more of an Abyssinian than any other thing. Her mother, being a caracal, and her father, being a domestic cat, have combined to create caracat kittens. Because Witchingstar is some sort of an Abyssinian caracal (they cannot be any other color), she has produced an offspring that looks in a ways like a caracal, however the tips on the ears are not there and a bit of white is mingled in with her coloring. Her eyes are copper.


    However, she is completely her own cat. Not like another in her litter, in her clan, in the world. She has a different build from everybody else. Her eyes don't match everybody else's. She is not as attractive as everybody else. Chagrin is one in a million.
    Accessories: None
    Scars: One over flank
    Reference: link
    [hr][justify][sup]Basic Personality: Daddy's girl, proud, funny, smart
    Full Description: The base part of Chag's personality is that she's a daddy's girl. She will do anything for her father, whether it be go spy on an enemy clan or something as little as bringing a piece of fresh kill over. She would die for Frogstar if she ever had to, and would gladly hand over anything in her possession to make him happy.


    Branching off of that are her little side personas. One of them is being proud. Being proud of who she is is very important to Chagrin. It makes her complete. She's also pleased with her family, her parents, and the clan she is born into. Everything that belongs to her or is related to her in some way is something that the Abyssinian is proud of.


    Another trait that belongs to Chag is that she is funny. Everybody sees her that way and she can make anybody laugh. In a ways, she is like Pinkie Pie from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Even though Chagrin is not a party animal like Pinkie, she still has the ideas of smiles all around and making everyone laugh.


    The last trait that Chagrinspirit has is her smartness. Though she despises learning, the Abyssinian knows that it is impeccable to surviving, therefore studies all she can know. Even if she does have a dislike for herbs and herbal usage, she studies them anyways, to know the good from the bad. However her eyes usually strain upon her father and his fighting moves.
    Likes:
    * Her father, especially
    * Spending time with family
    * Making others laugh
    * Human objects
    * Small crowds
    Dislikes:
    * Drug addicts (especially siblings)
    * Herbal use and medicine cats
    * Loud noises
    * Dumb asses
    * Presenting in front of large crowds
    * One(s) who follow/s the crowd
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    [size=27pt]ADRASTOS.


    [hr][justify][sup]Name: Adrastos, it means 'not inclined to run away' - since he is Intro's protector, he's not gonna want to run away from him. [stolen from here]
    Gender: Male
    Pelt: Black lion with amber eyes
    Personality: Ada isn't really like anything, he kinda stares off into space a lot it seems like but he's just a quiet fellow. Very protective of Introspectivebeat. Since he's pretty much a guard, he won't let anybody lay a finger on Intro (unless he gives them permission to do so). Will treat him like royalty. Allows Intro to hitch rides on his back if he wants them. Mentally tough.
    Plots:
    * He's def gonna get a few powers
    * Character bond with Intro
    * Gonna kill a lot of peeps who step into Intro's bubble
    * He's going to be really active around the clan
    * Be promoted to a high position maybe?
    * He's gonna get a good girlfriend or somethin then break up with her perhaps IDK
    * Maybe crush on Intro a lil
    SHORT RP example: replying from when Intro is bit by a snake



    [justify][sup]Other: If he needs to have like a warrior-warrior name, it will be Adrastosgod
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