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I'll join...
Name: Forestblood
Age: 17 moons (kind of young, isn't he?)
Gender: Tom
Rank: Deputy, please? (Warning: He has never had deputy experience...)
Appearance: http://kjcornell.files.wordpre…01/calico-cat-3.jpg?w=500
He can have an apprentice if you want...
And another cat...
Name: Starpaw (Starstream)
Age: 10 moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Medicine cat apprentice (if we have those here); if not, a regular apprentice...I guess.
Appearance: http://th01.deviantart.com/fs2…Blue_eyed_by_ricracer.jpg He's blind, by the way.
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Username: Kichigo4ever! (but you can call me Kichigo)
Cat's name: Mintpaw (Minthunter)
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Healer's apprentice
Looks (Pictures accepted): 
Personality: Mintpaw is reckless and stubborn, and she never knows when to quit. She may normally be bossy and sassy and just annoying, but she can be sympathetic. She's very good at offering her special brand of non-medicine-related wisdom to other cats, especially those around her age, even though she doesn't do this often.
Crush/mate: None
Other: She's blind in one eye, and she occasionally acts like she's deaf.
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WHOO!
Thanks for letting me join!
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Mrrow! So...when will we start? When we get more members?
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OK! 
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Mintpaw padded out of the healer's den, her head turned slightly to the right so her functional eye, her dark green eye, had an unobstructed view of the ground in front of her. Her tail swayed back and forth with every step she took, and her body shifted from side to side. Her stride was much slower than it had been only moons ago, when she was a normal, scarless warrior apprentice with full vision in both of her eyes; she still hadn't completely adjusted to her disability.
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Mintpaw stopped and looked up at Wildstar, greeting the leader with a formal mew: "Hello, Wildstar." She dipped her head, then began to move again, less steadily than before. "So, how's the prey running? Do we need to get more fresh-kill?" The cream-furred cat flicked her tail in the direction of the prey pile.
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"I could be one!" the healer's apprentice replied eagerly, her working eye shining. "You could train me to be one!"
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Heartchaser rolled his eyes. "Fine, you can be sorry...but really, there's no point."
Fantasykit nodded, as if emphasizing the hunter's words.
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She nodded quickly, treading her paws on the ground; it looked like she was walking in place. "That would be great! I could be useful in the medicine den and on the battlefield..." Mintpaw murmured happily. Then her ears drooped and her "walking" stopped. "Hmm."
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Mintpaw looked at the older warriors, her eyes—both of them, for once—narrowing into slits. With a snort, she turned and stalked unevenly into the healer's den—literally. She ran right into a wall and fell over.
OOC: I have to go now! Bye!
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OOC: I'm back...what happened while I was gone?
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You're welcome, and thanks for letting me join! When are we starting?
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OOC: Okay...and Mintpaw is in suspended animation over by the healer's den's entrance.
IC: Mintpaw slowly got to her feet, shaking her head. "Oww..." She looked at the wall, regarding it with confusion. "Where did that come from?"
Then she continued into the den, her tail dragging on the ground.
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Well, I can start whenever you're ready...
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Ooc: ummm then is Rippedkit old enough to be an apprentice? And yes, ill put her name.
OOC: Yes, he's old enough.
IC: Pinkleaf nodded gratefully. "That would be wonderful. Thank you!" With a glare at Sanitychaser, she added, "And if he asks for a place to stay, don't get him one. He can sleep outside."
Sanitychaser shook the snow off of his face and blinked. "That is exactly why I hate leaf-bare," the warrior muttered, catching Pinkleaf's glare and returning it.
Rippedkit stared up at Baybreeze, not moving a muscle. After a minute, he got bored, and switched his gaze to Seapaw instead. "Hey..." he mewed softly to the apprentice. "Who are you?"
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OOC: OK!
IC: Forestblood looked up at his leader and sighed as well. We call ourselves a Clan, but we are so small, he thought depressedly, mirroring Wolfstar's thoughts.
Starpaw sat near the entrance of the medicine cat's den, staring at the fresh-kill pile without really seeing it.
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As the last bit of Mintpaw disappeared into the den, she felt someone's gaze on her. Briefly, yes, but it was still on her, making her pelt prickle nervously. The pale tabby apprentice whirled around and stuck her head back outside, her working eye scanning the area. The green orb found Stormsun.
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The deputy silently padded to Wolfstar and sat next to her, his gaze sweeping the few Clan cats. And most of the few we DO have can't fight...but we'll survive.
"Somehow," he whispered, his tail wrapping itself around his front paws.
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"They will. I'm sure of it." Forestblood nodded sharply and unwrapped his tail from his muddy white paws, flexing his claws as he did so.
