Posts by Mintykitty

Character Name: Sedgekit (Cloud)

Gender: She-cat

Alliance: SnowClan

Rank: Kit

Appearance: A short furred fawn colored she-cat with slanted copper eyes and a round face with a snub nose

Personality: Sweet but can be very aggressive. If pushed to her limits, poor Sedgekit could just explode with anger on any cat near her. (But most likely won't happen) ;)

History(Not needed; --CAUTION! To have joined Thunder, Shadow, River or Windclan from outside the clan they need to have done so at under 6 moons old! Note this on the bio if you choose to put in a history and go this route with it!): Was born inside the borders of SnowClan, left abandoned at three moons old. Found by SnowClan a day later. Mother and father are both unknown, and same with any siblings.

Notes/Other: She has a strange liking to fish... COULD SHE BE... crazy?

Yay! Oh, and by the way, I LOVE the way this site is! I SHALL NEVER LEAVE IT!!!!!!!! I am going to recomend it to ALL my friends. You rock, Wynn!

Sedgekit says to Wynn, "Thanks, Wynn! I will never forget how much of a good admin you are!" She looks at you. "CHEERS TO WYNN!"

OOC: She is 3 moons old!

BIC:

Sedgekit looked up at the top of the nursery. She wished her parents hadn't abandoned her. Did they just not like me? I don't even know what I did wrong, She thought. Or did they just need more strength so they could come back? She looked over at the moss ball in the edge of the nursery. Narrowing her eyes, she leaped for it. Landing right next to the round play toy, she bit into it, careful not to try and break it. Tossing it up into the air, she bounced up after it. Maybe living here isn't so bad. I get to play all I want!

Character Name: Clearflight

Gender: She-cat

Alliance: (What Clan/ Tribe? Or a loner or kittypet?): RiverClan

Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Queen

Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): A long furred chocolate tabby she-cat with pale grey-blue eyes and large, widely set ears.

Personality: I'm very agile but with a slightly worried way of finding myself getting into things I don't need to. But either way, a bounce is always in my step, and my Clanmates will never need to worry.

History(Not needed; --CAUTION! To have joined Thunder, Shadow, River or Windclan from outside the clan they need to have done so at under 6 moons old! Note this on the bio if you choose to put in a history and go this route with it!): Born into RiverClan. Mother and father were never really known, but I have heard stories of them a lot. My mate is a rouge named Rain. He has died over the many moons we were together, going to trysts(secret meetings). But I will always know he is with me, and StarClan.

Notes/Other: She is going to name [one of] her kits Rainkit XD

Sedgekit looked up at the top of the nursery. I wonder what it would be like to go out of camp, she thought. Bounding up towards the exit/entrance of the nursery, the young she-cat quickly dived into a bush, and was slightly powdered with the cold snow of which melted immediately. Being careful not to disturb anyone, she pranced away and through the barriers of camp...

OOC: Sedgekit is turning four moons today! And she is not exactly outside the camp. She is in the nursery but getting close to the elder's den.

Sedgekit tripped through the growing grass. Dew dripped off the ends of a small blueberry bush's leaves. Whoa, Sedgekit thought. This is really cool! Does it do this all the time in newleaf? As she stood there, fascinated with the outside world, birds chirped and sang their beautiful melodies. Sun shown through the warmth of the trees. And even though the ground slightly sloped to the side, any beechnuts or acorns that had fallen from their beds in the canopy of SnowClan's forests did not even once move towards the downside of the mountains.

Character Name: Sandclaw

Gender: She-cat

Alliance: (What Clan/ Tribe? Or a loner or kittypet?): SnowClan

Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Warrior

Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): A small, short furred fawn she-cat with leaf-green eyes and sharply pointed ears with small tufts on the tips.

Personality: I am very forgetful, but I honor and respect my elders, always. Very sensitive to harsh words.

History(Not needed; --CAUTION! To have joined Thunder, Shadow, River or Windclan from outside the clan they need to have done so at under 6 moons old! Note this on the bio if you choose to put in a history and go this route with it!): Has always been the small from the very start. Was the runt of the litter. Some call me a kittypet, for I have a soft spot for some cats.

Notes/Other: If someone were to call her a kittypet during a battle, they would have their ears clawed off!

Click for info on my cat:

Click for a form to use if you need one:

How to get started: First of all, copy and paste the form if you want to use it. If want it all fancy or whatever, bold/italicize the proper places. I can't STAND when it isn't centered! So please center it.

Simple answers to questions: Here are some simple answers to some questions you may already be thinking.

Question: What about forbidden love?
Answer: Of course, how could I forget! Yes, it may be forbidden love.

Question: What if you aren't answering questions that I am thinking?
Answer: Just ask me any others. ;)

Okay, so here's what I think:

Sandclaw sniffed the air. Something's not right, She thought. The musty tang of the mountains floated in the breeze, but another scent tainted her toungue. Could it be? All of the sudden, a pale fawn-colored tuft of fur buffeted into her side. "Hey! Watch where you're-" She snapped, cut off when she saw the pale eyes of Sedgekit.
"Sorry," Sedgekit mewed, lowering her head a bit. She didn't mean to run into the young warrior! "I shouldn't have been so clumsy. I was trying to get to the fresh-kill pile, when I thought I could smell it your way." I'm so reckless, She told herself, holding back her emotions. "Wait," Sandclaw mewed. "You didn't see me right in front of you?" Sedgekit shook her head. Why was the she-cat sounding so worried? What's there to be worried about me? I'm just a kit, Sedgekit wondered.

"Sedgekit, I think you're blind."

Sandclaw nodded, silent as if she were hunting. But I can't be blind! I can't be, Sedgekit thought, her tail bushed out. "How could I be blind!" She wailed. "I can see everything right here!" She flicked her tail at Grousefeather. Then at Sandclaw.
The young warrior sighed. "Sedgekit," She started. "I know it's hard to take in, but you cannot see us. You only smell us, and think you can see us in front of you." The pale fawn she-kit looked as if a ShadowClan warrior had threatened to take over the whole of SnowClan.
As Sandclaw spoke, Sedgekit imagined the she-cat's eyes looking as if struck by lightning. She could hear paws shuffling on the ground. She could smell Grousefeather and Sandclaw next to her. For StarClan's sake, she could sense the two cats right there!
"It's not fair!" Sedgekit cried, in a mix of anger and horror. "It's not fair that I'm blind! Why me, of all cats?"
Because you are not just any cat here. You can be just as powerful as all the warriors.
Sedgekit stiffened as the strange voice mewed. Wh-what was that? I swear something spoke to me, She thought, bewildered.
I will see you... Very soon...

Character Name: Dustfang

Gender: Tom

Clan{or whatever}: RiverClan

Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Warrior

Appearance(Must look realistic):A long furred blue tabby tom with sky-blue eyes and six toes on the left front paw.

Personality: I lose my temper very easily, but I honor and respect my elders, always.

History(Not needed): Born inside the borders of RiverClan, and found two days later. Raised in RiverClan, never knowing my sister, Squirrel.

Character Name: Astralpelt

Gender: She-cat

Clan{or whatever}: ShadowClan

Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Warrior

Appearance(Must look realistic): A short furred brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes and rounded ears.

Personality: I am a daydreamer and cannot concentrate long on anything, but I am loyal to the Warrior Code to the very end, or, at least tries to be. =)

History(Not needed): Born into ShadowClan. Parents are dead.

Character Name: Squirrel

Gender: She-cat

Clan{or whatever}: NONE

Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): Loner

Appearance(Must look realistic): A long furred blue/silver tabby she-cat with almond shaped amber eyes and a round face with a snub nose.

Personality: I tend to blow little things up into big things and get overly dramatic, and maybe I just need to gain more confidence.

History(Not needed): Born inside RiverClan borders, but never found. Raised by a loner(mother) who died during my 13th moon. Never knew that I had a brother, named Dustfang.

Name of cat: Cloud Drifting Across the Sky (Cloud)
Rank: Guard or Prey-hunter, what ever you need most
Age: 17 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance:

Astralpelt yawned, covering it politely with the tip of her tail, as she padded out into the clearing. Streching her legs out one at a time, the young she-cat glanced around the clearing. Good, she thought. No one's watching me. I can head out of camp, hopefully. Stealing her way through the shadows, barely able to keep her brown pelt from standing out in the edges of the camp's barriers, Astralpelt kept her ears open for any sound that someone was watching. The tabby warrior felt uneasy, as if someone, or something, was spying on her...

Dustfang sat down in his nest, his mind racing. Suddenly, his body lurched forward, and what seemed like millions of sharp thorns peirced his belly. "Mouse-dung!" He hissed. Glad that the warrior's den was roomy, he tossed over onto his back, looking over his shoulders to see if there was a peice of spikey, dry bracken from out of his nest clinging to his belly. Nothing was to be seen, except for his own fur. Grunting with confusion, he rolled back over and curled up in his nest.

Astralpelt padded in, a plump mouse in her jaws. Then instantly, saw that a fight was going on. "Should I leave...?" she mewed through a mouthful of fur. Her eyes amber eyes wide, the young she-cat would sense that she could get hurt easily here. Already feeling her hackles beginning to rise, Astralpelt slowly moved one hind paw back towards the entrance of the warrior's den...

OOC: New to the Clan!

IC:

(Dream)
Astralpelt pummeled at the black tom pinning her to the ground. "You will be my mate, Astralpelt!" the tom snarled. "Never will you see Failclaw again! He will die!" The brown she-cat's amber eyes widened. "No!" she cried out. "Don't hurt him!" Flailing uselessly, Astralpelt clawed at the tom's muzzle. Then, the tom thrust his paw right onto her neck. "You shall die with him," He hissed. Pain shot through her as the feirce warrior drove his claws through her flesh.

(Real)
Astralpelt thrashed in her nest, kicking her hind legs [on accident] into some cat's back. "No," She whimpered. "Don't hurt him!" Rain water dripped into a small puddle next to her nest. The young warrior tossed and turned, each time fiercely clawing at the empty air. Mewling like a newborn kit, the troubled she-cat startled herself awake. Gasping for breath, Astralpelt sat up, practicly clawing her nest to peices.