Character Name: Darktail
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: None
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Mostly white, with black stripes.
Personality: Happy, carefree.
History: Was born in an alley in twolegplace, grew up with a clan cat secretly teaching her how to be a clan cat (Wornfoot) Now dead).
Well, more like a rogue, but calls herself a Bloodclan cat because Wornfoot of Blood was teaching her.
Clan of Loyal Hearts
Be quiet, mousebrain! You're just one of those goody-goody Thunderclan or Windclan or whatever cats!
Heartblood
Goose ran into the clearing. "I'll kill it for you, Char!" She cried, and attacked its nose.
Twitchingtail
Fangslice
Goose looked at him strangely, then chased the fox off their territory.
Reedbloom looked up. The camp was silent. She liked quiet, individualness, and darkness. She often talked to her clanmates, but she had no warm fuzzy feelings for them. She glared at the cats around her, then took a monster bite out of the mouse she had taken.
Darktail looked up. "I'll be your friend!"
Darktail smiled and nodded.
((A she-cat.))
Greypond yawned, stretching in the wide, dark tunnels. "What's up, Flameheart?" She nudged the warrior with her nose.
Deathclaw
Moony opened her eyes and stared at the world around her. "Kib!" She squeaked (that means 'Hello!') to the other pups.
Suicidejump
Goose gave a tiny smile. "I guess so," she told the grey (is he grey?) tom.
