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    (this character may not stick around long. I plan to kill her off soon.))


    Name: Littlecloud
    Rank: Warrior
    Age: 21 moons
    Gender: She-cat
    Looks:
    [img width=510 height=340]http://i58.tinypic.com/14ttyfa.jpg[/img]
    Personality: Littlecloud, can be very brave on her own time. However, at the moment she is going through a few troubles with her back. They don't know if she'll heal or not. She has a very large chance of her getting a infection that could possibly kill her. But, she is still a very wise she-cat. Not only that, but she can still hunt pretty well, just not for a long period of time. Littlecloud is snappy at times, but that's only because of her injury. When she was still an apprentice, she was very calm and quiet, unlike her siblings.
    Parents and Silbings:


    Cherrypaw's parents


    Cherrypaw
    Crush/Mates/Kits: Nope
    2 Strengths: Her wise thoughts, and her swiftness
    2 Weaknesses: Her weak ability, and she is fairly off balance a bit.
    History: Err... Can I add this once iv'e though of something. XD
    Other: Derp

    Starclan Leader:: There, a warrior with a gifted ability? Yes, perhaps they are the only ones who can get through these hard times. They are the weakest clan of them all. But have we ever stopped to think about how strong the weak could be? We see it now. The mistakes we have made. Now the forest is a wretched place. No cat may survive here any longer. We must send another. Another what? Just another. Please, now go. Your nine lives will soon fade away if you stay any longer. Then they'll all be doomed without a leader.



    LeafClan Leader:: Another... But, what is another? How do we know its not a terrible mistake to send another? I cannot risk putting my clan in danger once more, Moonstar. If your only wish it to harm all of the four clans, you must try to set another ambition. Remember, Starclan. You are nothing without us. The news may be spread about your changes. Then no cats shall go to Starclan, and you will be left fending for yourselves. Just like we were.
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    The clans::


    ::LeafClan::


    WolfClan

    Cherrypaw darted into the forest happily. Not even bothering to wait for her mentor, "Hurry up, you slow turtle!" She meowed jokingly. As she jumped over a small, fallen tree. She was looking towards the ground, trying to miss the briers the best she could.

    The she-cat followed him happily, before trying to speed up and beat him to the other side. However, she tripped over her paws, and soon came tumbling down to the forest floor. Cherrypaw slowly stood up, and shook the leaves from her pelt. Her ears flattened upon her head, as embarrassment filled her mind. Her tail twitched in slight anger, for not being fast enough.

    Even though she had heard what her mentor said, it didn't help her feel any better. She then turned her head hearing Speckledpaw, "Hi..." Cherrypaw meowed quietly, before turning back to her mentor, "Could we please just stop our yappin' and get to training?" She meowed jokingly. Lightening up a bit, "We aren't helping the clan any, by just sitting here you know."

    Nodding, Cherrypaw crouched down, as if she were hunting. The she-cat then quickly aimed to pounce on the tom, however her aim was a bit off. She did what she could, which would be to extend her arm, and claws. To strike him in the face. Leaving her to only hope that it would work.

    The she-cat dipped her head in understanding. Yet she tried to stay as focused as possible. She flattened herself against the forest floor the best she could. Perhaps her best bet would be to attack below? No, no... She should attack from the top. It would be harder to get clawed in the eye that way. Cherrypaw aimed for where she would attack. Right before pouncing on the tom's back. Trying to get a firm grasp on his pelt.

    Cherrypaw dug her fangs in his pelt, not enough to hurt. But instead enough to at least hold on. When he had rolled over, it caused her to loose her jaw grip, but her claws remained intact a bit. It wasn't until he stood up, that she slipped. Feeling a bit frustrated, she flattened her ears on her head, "I can't do anything!" She hissed, loudly. Looking down towards her paws, while her tail wrapped around them.

    The light tortoiseshell she-cat nodded, before standing to her paws. Now she needed to think of a new strategy. Something that would work for her, more then anyone else. But anyone can learn something. No matter what it is. Instead of crouching down to pounce. She simply ran up to him. She swung her left paw towards him, before quickly swapping it to her right. Surely, this move would be something that he wouldn't be prepared for, right?

    Cherrypaw smiled at the compliment, before being pinned to the ground. She listened to what the warrior had said, before using her hind claws to kick him in the belly. The she-cat didn't use as much force as she would have with an actual enemy. However, she made it hard enough to hurt.

    Feeling a bit proud of herself. She shook the small bits of grass from her fur, "Perhaps we could go hunting now... I don't think the fresh-kill pile is all that full anymore." She meowed before standing up, "Where would the best hunting spot be?" Cherrypaw added questioningly.


    A small, modest looking girl, was running along the cliff sides of a boiling hot desert. She looked out of breath, and not to mention... Very sick. The girl stopped to tie her black hair up in a ragged pony tail. When she finished, she began again. However, her red converse slipped, and she came tumbling down. The rocks scrapped against her knees, yet she held on the best she could, "Help!" The girl called. Then began her wait.

    A small she-cat, known as Littlecloud, watched Tayio in amusement. She looked towards her leader, Wolfstar. Curious about what would be said, "I say we should help them." The small, white she-cat purred. Keeping a strong hold upon her thoughts, even though she had a terrible injury, that could possible become a deadly infection, "However, I believe that we shouldn't take their warriors. Once we have defeated the 'enemies' they could always come back for them." She added. Trying to use the best of what she knew. Hoping that she didn't sound completely clueless though, "Also, we shouldn't just accept random rouges into the territory."

    The she-cat stood to her paws, and gave him a swift nod, "Did I ask for the opinion of a cranky flea-bag?" The purred lightly, before giving the tom a slight smile. Only to pad away back to camp. She appeared to have walked with an awkward limp, while her back seemed stiff.


    Name: "Well, the name be, Rabbitfoot."
    Age: "Wouldn't you like to know?" (34 moons)
    Gender: "I take it that your joking, right? A male you stupid flea-bag!"
    Rank: "Warrior, why?"
    Appearance /pic: "I am a gray and white tuxedo cat. But really. Couldn't you just tell by looking at me?"
    History: "Oh, well... I used to be apart in this old clan, when I was a kit. By the time I became I warrior, I was sent into exile. Quite apparently I had evil plans against the clan, that I didn't even know about! Well, I found this clan. And her I shall stay."
    Personality: "My friends say that I can be a prankster. I'm also known to be a bit snappy at times, with a calm covering. I am highly, passive aggressive... Pfff, just kidding. I can be rude, and I can be nice. There... Done."
    Kin/kits: "Nope, no."
    Crush /mate: "Ha, your hysterically funny."
    Favorite fresh kill: "I guess... It's a tie between mouse and cat."
    Other: "Yes Alex, happy now?"


    A gray and white tom sat in the clearing of camp. His green eyes watched as the lives of many cats went by. Standing to his paws, he took a few paw-steps forward, before changing his mind and sitting down, "These lazy mice..." The tom snorted. He laid down, to lick his back gently.

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    Thinstar:




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