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[size=4]I am...[/size]
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[size=5]Of HawkClan[/size]

[size=3]Eyes: Gold
Pelt: Cinnamon and white
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Traits: I am a a soft-coated she-cat with mysterious eyes and a kink in my tail. I am restless and cannot stand or sit still, but you will never find a more loyal friend than me.
History: I have a crush on this other cat but am too shy to reveal it.
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ShimmerClan was a once thriving clan. Kits and apprentices played and laughed in the meadow they called home. Then the two legs came. They started ripping up the meadow and poisoning animals. Out poor clan was dying off quickly. The small remainder of ShimmerClan is struggling to survive. Once the medicine cat died off over half of the cats left died. Now the clan is down to 3. They are Mapleclaw, Swanfeather, and Dovepelt. They are sleeping in a forest one night when a glowing cat wakes all 3 of them up and says that ShimmerClan must survive. Soon the final 3 find a meadow that could be safe enough to make a camp. But they need more cats including one they called leader.
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Swanfeather: Is the deputy, her mate died of poisoning as well as her kits. A little rough around the edges but is kind when you get to know her. A longhair with put white fur.
Mapleclaw: Young Tom who likes to get into trouble. His litter mate is Dovepelt. Is light brown with dark brown spots with 1 black ear.
Dovepelt: A young female who believes only in the warrior code an won't do anything against it. She makes a fine warrior but can be annoying sometimes. Her liter mate is Mapleclaw. Is chocolate brown with 3 white paws.
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Mapleclaw sees something flowing down the river by the meadow. He's bone tired but goes to check it out. What he finds shocks him. 3 kits and 2 what seem like loners. "What are you doing here?" He growls not trusting the unfamiliar cats. His long striped tail waving back and forth
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Mapleclaw glares at the kits and looks around. "Where are your parents little kits?" He asks in a grumpy voice.
Swanfeather gets up and sees Mapleclaw by the river. "Mapleclaw what are you doing!!!???
She walks over to Mapleclaw and sees the kits. Where are there parents???" Swanfeather asks.
Dovepelt wakes up hearing all the shouting and runs over. Having a soft spot for kits she suggest that they should stay there for the day.
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Dovepelt: "aww you poor things!!! Come here. *picks one of the kits up by the scruff of their neck and puts it on shore and does the same with the other two*
Mapleclaw: "but how do we know we can trust them?" Says Mapleclaw
Swanfeather: "why wouldn't we be able to trust them? They're just kits?" Says Swanfeather thinking back to her own kits, watching them become warriors.
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Swanfeather: "guys stop fighting save your energy for something productive." Swanfeather says impatiently. "Let's take them back to camp. It's the right thing to do. Would you be willing to come with us little kits?" Swanfeather asks.
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Gingerstripes is a RiverClan cat who doesn't believe in mates. She's rough around the edges but is soft inside. Her fur is light brown with 3 white paws.
Rp: Gingerstripes is walking through the forest alone. Her friend told her that in the clan there's a rumor going around that she's to mean. It's just because her friend tried to sneak out of camp last night and she wouldn't let her. Now ginger walks around glumly watching voles and mice run buy... She just doesn't feel like hunting right now. She hears a sound coming through the reeds and tenses up.
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Mapleclaw storms off furious
Dovefeather: "I should go get him" she says right before running off to go get him.
Swanfeather: " so what are your names little kits?"
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Hey guys. If any of you notice my username and thinks its familiar that's because it is. Just when I was starting to get hot threads and stuff I got a new email and then I forgot my password. So now a year later I have returned to warrior cat rpg. I hope I will have as much fun with it as I used to. With love ~Taylorlol813
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Name: Samantha (goes by Sam)
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Rank: Rouge
Looks: Where's ripped jeans with old boots and a old gray sweatshirt. Her hair is long and blond. She is always wearing some hat on usually a western style hat.
Wolf looks: A silver wolf with aqua eyes. Her two back paws are white and her two front ones are black.
Personality: She is usually very snappy with a low temper. But she is a great loyal friend even though she'll tease you some times If anyone else hurts them she will nail them in the teeth.
Other: She didn't like the pressure of having a pack but now she knows she'll die without one.
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"Who are you and wgat are you doing on RiverClan territory?" Ginger asks glumly.
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"We'll what does it look like?" Ginger asks not realizing that he is blind.
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Swanfeather: "hmm those don't sound familiar? Are you from a clan around here?" Swanfeather asks curiously.
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Ooc: ok then let the role play begin!
Rp: Stormstripe here's a sound in the nearby bushes. Thinking its prey he goes into crouch an creeps forward.
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"Does it have anything on it?" She says still looking at the ground.
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"Is it a kitty pet collar?" She asks a little to harsh.
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"Ok fine I won't ask. So where did you loose it?" She asks.
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"Wait no come back please!" She calls out. "We'll I guess he's gone..." She says starting to walk off.
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"Oh what do I have to loose anymore" she mutters and then goes and follows the area where she saw the cat disappear.