Flamepaw walked out of the apprentices' den, hoping to start his apprenticeship with a few friends. He looked around nervously, and sat down.
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UserName: Jazzyooop4
Cat's Name: Nightstripe
Age: 23 moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Grey with black stripes.
Traits (3 minimum): Stubborn, irrational, and irritable.
Strengths (3 minimum): Climbing, running, and fighting.
Weaknesses (4 minimum): Fighting large predators, staying quiet, swimming, fishing, and leading large groups.
History (2 lines minimum): Nightstripe was once a loner named Night who survived off of garbage in a Twolegplace. After finding the newly made ShardClan, he settled down well.
Kin: None.
Crush: None.
Mate: None.
Kits: None.
Other Info: He'd be a bad choice for deputy. -
Ooc: Sure.
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Flamepaw looked over at Nightpaw and smiled. "Hi." he meowed, a bit nervously. "I'm Flamepaw."
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Flamepaw
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Ic: Flamepaw nodded, his paws shuffling on the ground, sending a small cloud of dust into the air. "Yeah. It's my first full day."
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Flamepaw
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Ic: Flamepaw nodded to both cats, his nervousness forgotten. "I guess I'd like to be shown around." he meowed, getting up from his comfortable spot. "Let's go!"
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Splashkit stumbled out of the nursery for the first time, her green eyes shining. Her blue-grey pelt was fluffed up from the cold. She sighed as she realized that she didn't have anyone to explore with her.
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Flamepaw
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Ic: Flamepaw nodded slowly, taking a mental note of whatever Springpaw said.
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Current stuff:
Time of year: Leafbare
Weather: Cloudy and cold.History:
TundraClan, the Clan that can survive even the worst blizzards, was started when a few loners set up a Clan in the tundra where they live, hence the name.
Prey types:
Mice,
small birds,
the occasional moose brought down by a group.The land:
A tundra with many small, frozen lakes and shrubs. The more northern areas are mountainous, and the camp is in a cave in a dormant volcano, heated by the leftover magma.
Current cats:
Blue=male,
Pink=female
Leader: Snowstar
Deputy: Lostsoul
Medicine cat: Pinetree Apprentice: Frozenpaw
Warriors: Shrubfoot,
Nightwing
Apprentices: Frozenpaw,
Lonepaw
Queens:
Kits:
Elders:Form:
My forms:
Username: Jazzyooop4
Cat's name: Snowstar
Age: 32 moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Leader
Looks: Snow white with grey-tipped paws and small green eyes.
Personality: Smart and understanding, but the smallest thing can tick him off.
Kin: Shrubfoot
Crush: None.
Mate: None.
Kits: None.
Other: Has 8/9 lives left.Cat's name: Shrubfoot
Age: 32 moons.
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Looks: A greyish-white with dark brown paws and clear amber eyes.
Personality: Calm, especially around younger cats, but can become angry if provoked.
Kin: Snowstar.
Crush: None.
Mate: None.
Kits: What do you think?
Other: Nothing of importance.Links:
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Flamepaw
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Ic: Flamepaw nodded to Springpaw, his mind filled with images of angry warriors. He shook the thought away. When he looked up, he waited for Springpaw to keep going.
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Accepted! I'll make the rp thread once we have a few more people join.
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Flamepaw
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Ic: Flamepaw, slightly startled by Forestpaw, shrugged. "I would like to go hunting, but Springpaw's giving me a tour. How about when we're done?" he meowed, and shook out his pelt a bit.
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I'll try that! Thanks.
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Flamepaw
Ooc: See you in a bit then!
Ic:
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Character Name: Flamepaw
Character Age: 6 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: ThunderClan
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance (6 or more sentences): He's a small flame point with white paws. His eyes, which are a honey-like shade of amber, seem almost gold. He has a short tail due to an accident as a kit. His fur is short, but it lengthens quite a bit in leafbare. His only scar is on the end of his tail. He is a bit lean due to him not having a big appetite. His legs are short and thin, but are very muscular.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below; those are additional requirements): Flamepaw is quite shy to most cats, but when he gets to know you, he'll talk like there's no tomorrow. He's a bit jumpy, mostly around loud noises. He can get a bit competitive, as shown when he has a hunting competition with his friend Springpaw. He is also very caring, a side of him shown only if his friends are in danger. He has a good memory, because he easily remembers exactly what Springpaw tells him on their tour of the camp.
---Likes (at least 3): Running, hunting, competitions.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Loud noises, crowds, fighting, mouse bile.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): He's a fast runner, nearly silent, and is a pretty good hunter.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Being shy, leading, his slowness at climbing, and his small amount of fighting practice.History (8 or more sentences): Kit: Flamekit had no friends whatsoever as a kit, due to his first attempt being a big flop. He went to play-fight with some other kits, and did fine, until his tail got pounced on. The kit had dug its claws in on accident, and couldn't get them out. The ordeal had ruined most of Flamekit's tail, and he had to have it amputated. Sadly, he couldn't be near other kits without thinking of that one attempt of making friends.
Apprentice: When he became an apprentice, Flamepaw made his first friend. Springpaw, a fellow apprentice, came over to say hello, and he almost immediately became friends with her. His sister, Forestpaw, actually started to talk to him. A kit even knew his name.
Warrior:
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Flamepaw
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Ic: Flamepaw looked at the leader's den in awe. "I wonder if I'll be the leader someday." he meowed, just thinking out loud.
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Snowstar looked at the fresh-kill pile, all that was left was a scrawny mouse. Sighing, he walked over to his sister, Shrubfoot, who was getting a drink from the spring, and asked "Do you want to go hunting?"
Shrubfoot looked up at her brother with a grin. "Have I ever said no?" she asked, and stood up. "Where to?"
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Yeah, I see. :)
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Flamepaw
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Ic: Flamepaw licked his chest fur out of embarrassment, and asked "Do you really think so?"