Posts by Fiona

Traits: I am a long-furred she-cat with deep, thoughtful eyes and a small, compact body. I can be really rude and obnoxious a lot, but I am a good fighter.

History: I was born in Riverclan and kidnapped by rogues as a kit. I was then raised as a rogue and live as one now.

Traits: I am a a coarse-coated she-cat with deep, thoughtful eyes and rounded ears. I tend to blow little things up into big things and get overly dramatic, but I am smart and clever.

History: My parents were killed by a pack of dogs.

Traits: I am a a glossy-coated she-cat with glittery eyes. I am lazy, taking any excuse to sleep in and not do my duty, and love young kits.

History: My sister was killed by her own best friend.

Traits: I am a a long pelted Tom with innocent-looking eyes and a small, compact body. I have a big ego and think I'm better than others, but I am a very good judge of character.

History: There are these four rogues trying to kill or kidnap me...I'm not sure which.

Character Name: Badgerstar

Character Age: 21 Moons

Gender: Tom

Alliance: CaveClan

Rank: Leader

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Badgerstar is a pitch-black, short-furred tom. A narrow white stripe that begins at the base of his tail and ends in-between his ears is also visible. His general build is muscular, but a bit shorter than the norm. The tom's paws are quite big, and snow-white colored. His sharp claws are also abnormally white. Badgerstar's tail is a small stump that was caught by a fox trap. His eyes are dark brown with dark golden flakes mixed in. Striking, long, white whiskers accent Badgerstar's light pink nose. Agile, cunning and quick are some words that come to mind when looking at the tom. Badgerstar looks built for combat, with a well-muscled body, sturdy, slim, and long legs, huge and strong paws and fierce and piercing eyes.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Badgerstar can easily be described as grumpy, to those who don't personally know him. With a low tolerance, and high expectations, he often comes off as rude and mean as well. However, once you get to know Badgerstar, you'll see his is friendly, or at least he tries. At times, he is stuck-up and a bit self-centered. Also, Badgerstar is very proud. Rarely does he accept help from the neighboring Clan, ShineClan, as he would never want to sacrifice his Clan looking weak. This is a cat who really does try to be positive, welcoming, and sweet, however sometimes his bad side comes out. Badgerstar is quite battle hungry, and can be ambitious.

---Likes (at least 3):
Badgerstar likes battles, since he loves fighting for his clan, patrolling the borders, because he enjoys spending time with his clan mates, and hunting by the border, because he will take any chance to show off his skill to ShineClan.

--- Dislikes (at least 3):
Badgerstar despises kits that cause trouble, even if they are just being curious. He believes kits shouldn't stick their noses in places they shouldn't belong, though this goes for all cats. He also dislikes cats who have parents from two different Clans that have feelings for their relatives in another Clan. Badgerstar also hates fighting in daylight, since his Clan's biggest strengths and advantage of keen fighting in the darkness is taken away.

---Strengths (No MORE than 5):
Badgerstar has three main strengths. He is very nimble and quick during battle and gives very little time for opponents to strike back. Also, he is accurate when he swipes, dodges, and makes really any battle move. He is also stealthy, and can creep without being seen, heard or smelled at night-time.

---Weaknesses (At least 3):
Badgerstar can be very sensitive, and often stays alone his den for days until he feels better enough to come out. Also, he is a bit of a clumsy hunter, and often loses pray because he trips and scares it, or steps on twigs and alerts it. Badgerstar also has a very short tolerance, and can be hard on apprentices.

History (8 or more sentences):
Badgerstar was born to Polarisflame and Ruddystar. Ruddystar was the last leader of CaveClan, and was the one who made Badgerstar deputy (Badgerstripe at the time), and finally leader, when he retired. However, before Badgerstar was deputy, or leader, he had a rough apprenticeship. His mentor, who ended up being exiled, Snaggletooth was very cruel to him. Getting a battle move wrong, or even being injured in battle against ShineClan caused Badgerstar (Badgerpaw at the time) to get abused, physically. Snaggletooth would call him disappointment and an embarrassment. Badgerpaw failed two assessments before being known as Badgerstripe, because of his poor hunting skills. The only reason why Badgerpaw became a warrior was because Snaggletooth lied...you would never here Badgerstar speak of this ever, but Snaggletooth hunted for him, on Badgerpaw's assessment. Badgerpaw strode into camp, carrying the biggest rat any cat had seen, as well as an adder tucked under his chin, that both had been caught by Snaggletooth. When made a warrior, Badgerstripe (at the time) was very guilty, and often left camp to try to teach himself how to hunt properly, and whenever he came back to camp empty-pawed, he came up with an excuse. To this day, Badgerstar hasen't spoke his story to anyone.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
Badgerstar yawned, and slowly got to his paws. He opened his copper eyes, and blinked a few times until they adjusted to the light. The black and white tom stretched his legs, and gave his coat a quick lick. He strutted out of his den, and into the camp. CaveClan's whole camp and most hunting grounds were under-ground, in a cavern. Badgerstar dipped his head to Polarisflame, his mother. "Has the dawn patrol been out?" he asked, tiredness creeping into his voice like a cat on a mouse.

Comments (optional): Snaggletooth and Ruddystar are made-up, as well as the history. It hasn't been RPed.

Bump. All finished now!

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^{I was afraid I was using some words to much. (he, because, etc.) Thanks again :)}

^{Callista shook her long fawn fur and she padded out of her den, smelling a sweet scent. Her soft blue eyes widened as she saw jelly fall from the sky. Alarmed, her fur bristled and she jumped backwards. "What is this stuff?" the she-cat hissed bitterly.}

Character Name: Reflectionkit Reflectionpaw Reflectiongaze Reflectionstar

Character Age: 27 Moons

Gender: She-cat

Alliance: ShineClan

Rank: Leader

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Reflectionstar is a long-haired, most often well-groomed, silver tabby. Her paws are snow-white, as well as her chest, muzzle, and under-belly. Dark grey stripes stand out in her fur, as well as a black stripe that goes down her back. Reflectionstar's eyes are a very light shade of sky blue, which are very easy to see what she is looking at in. Her ears have a puff of fur at the tips on each one, which is a pure white. Reflectionstar's nose is a light pink with darker splashes of color, and the same pattern is seen in the inside of her ears. Over-all, Reflectionstar is a beautiful, slim, but long-haired silvery tabby she-cat.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
---Likes (at least 3):
--- Dislikes (at least 3):
---Strengths (No MORE than 5):
---Weaknesses (At least 3):

History (8 or more sentences):

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):

Comments (optional):

Name: Lilac
Gender: She-cat
Age: 13 moons
Appearance: A slim pretty tortishell with white paws and lavender-colored eyes
Personality: Nervous at first, loyal to her friends, kind and sweet when you get to know her, and very trustworthy - will do anything for those she loves. Can be defensive over herself at times, however.
History: Born a loner, her father, Crow, and her mother, Lily abandoned herself as well as her sister Poppy, who died of greencough.
Will You Kill Your Own Kits If Scourge Tells You To?: Yes.
Why Should Scourge Accept You?: Lilac is loyal, and a great fighter.
Are You Willing To Be Possibly R****d By Scourge, If He Feels Like It?: Most likely.
Will You Kill Anybody Without A Moment's Hesitation?: If she doesn't know them, yes.

Lilac peered into camp, her violet eyes shining. I probably shouldn't storm into camp in the middle of the night. That'd be looking for a fight for sure. The pretty tortishell shifted her feet a bit, and slowly padded away. Her white paw accidently cracked a twig, which was louder than she expected. Scared, she froze in place, her eyes widened and ears flattened against her head.

[size=8]{ ρℓσт } Lyrical, a she-cat who was abandoned by her twolegs is looking for a friend, who becomes her mate. He teaches her to hunt, fight, etc. However, the tom is from a Clan, and if his Clan found out, he'd be in trouble for sure. Eventually, they have kits, and she may join the Clan to make sure the kits have a good, safe (for the most part :P) kithood/life. ~ the tom should be from one of the four main Clans...RiverClan, WindClan, ShadowClan and ThunderClan. He should also be protective over Lyrical, and perhaps well-respected in the clan (deputy?) and a bit stuck up. c:

{ яρ } Lyrical, a pretty, young, and well-fed blue-gray she-cat peered out of the shadows. She was on the outskirts of a Clan's territory, however she didn't know it. Her ice-blue eyes were wild in terror, as he twolegs had abandoned her recently. Lyrical thought they loved her. They kept her happy, fed, warm on even the coldest days, and never lonely. Now, all Lyrical wanted was a friend. Perhaps a mate. The she-cat saw a black, skinny cat up ahead. "Hello?", she called. The black cat stumbled over, his eyes wide. He warned her to leave, before a patrol came. Confused, Lyrical nodded and padded past, seeing a group of cats ahead. Her ears pricked and tail raised, she watched from some bushes. The pretty she-cat watched the cats in admiration.

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Name: Bluewing
Age: 17 moons
Looks: Beautiful blue-gray she-cat with white paws and light blue eyes. Silver fur tinges her muzzle and chest. (She closely resembles Bluestar)
Likes: Oakfur
Personality: A sweet she-cat, very loyal to her friends, can be protective over those she loves, a bit shy. Can be sensitive though.

Bluewing, a pretty, slim, blue-furred with white paws noticed Oakfur by the river. Her blue eyes softened on the handsome tom. Now might be the time to impress him, she decided. Trotting over to the river, she scented the air. A water vole was nearby. Eventually she spotted it, and dropped a hunter crouch. Making sure she was in the view of Oakfur, she crept closer and closer, and then quickly pounced. She bit the vole's neck and ended its life. Satisfied, she picked up the vole in her jaws, and trotted past Oakfur, her head and tail raised.

Name: Ivystream
Age: 18 moons
Looks: A jet black she-cat with a white chin and stomach. Lhas light blue eyes.
Likes: Pantherclaw
Personality: Hyper, thinks highly of herself, can be disobedient. Isn't a stickler to the rules.

Ivystream noticed Pantherclaw and purred. She always had a soft spot for this cat. Licking her chest a couple times, she padded over to him. "Hi," she mewed. "Whatcha doing?" she asked causally, flicking an ear.

Bluewing dropped her vole. "Oh, hello," she mewed. "Sorry to disturb you," the blue-furred cat said. "Um, do you want to hunt with me?" she asked, her blue eyes glistening.

Ivystream's eyes widened. "By who?" she asked Pantherclaw. "Did you try to get it back?" the black she-cat added, her fur bristling. She sat down and curled her tail neatly around her paws.

Bluewing shrugged. "Whatever, I normally take back more than one thing for the clan," she blue she-cat mewed. "Your loss," she added playfully. After giving Oakfur one last glance with her icy-blue eyes, she padded away towards the forest, tail raised, and vole in jaws. Once she entered the dense forest, she dropped her vole and dug a shallow hole in the ground. She put her vole in it and with her back legs kicked dirt over it. Then, the blue-furred she-cat parted her jaws to taste the air. Squirrel! Bluewing instantly crouched, and spotted the gray squirrel nibbling at the roots of an old oak tree. She thought of Oakfur as soon as she recognized the name of the tree. Purring at the thought of the bracken-colored tabby tom, she leapt at the squirrel too early and it scrambled up the tree. "Foxdung!" she hissed. "I need to concentrate!"

Ivystream, who had gone back into the forest after her talk with Pantherclaw, tasted the air. She could smell the tom, as well as a she-cat, who she didn't know. The sleek black she-cat followed the scent, and watched in awe as she saw him bring down a ravwn. "Great catch!" she called from a shadowy corner of the clearing, which she blended right into. Stepping out, she gaze her paw a lick and brushed it over her ear. "Mind if I join you?" she asked.

Poppyfall, a sleek black ShadowClan she-cat gazed around the forest. She was on the border by RiverClan. Tasting the air, she could smell a mouse. Eventually she found the mouse, and dropped in her hunter crouch. She crept closer and closer, and then leaped on it and bit its neck to end its life. She picked up the fresh kill, and scented the air again. Fox! Startled, her blue eyes glittered with worry, she began to run. Out of the corner of her eye, a russet smudge sprinted towards her. Frozen in place, she dropped her squirrel.

{ Alright, so the tom should be from RiverClan, be protective of her, but kind and loyal. Well-respected in the clan (maybe deputy) and if you want secretly evil :) Like Tigerclaw! Maybe he could try to take over the clans, he gets RiverClan and ShadowClan, his brother gets WindClan and ThunderClan. (Like Hawkfrost and Brambleclaw haha). Annnnd, eventually have kits lol. Just throwing out ideas... }

[font=georgia]Bluewing trudged back to her vole. She was done hunting for the day. Picking up her vole, she padded out of the woodland, and back towards camp. In order to get back, she was forced to walk past Oakfur again. Hoping he didn't notice she hadn't managed to catch anything besides the vole, she trotted past casually.

Ivystream mewed, "Thanks." Ignoring Novaheart's hostility, she flicked her tail. The black she-cat scented the air, and smelled a robin ahead. She crept forward, and went closer and closer to it. Soon, she was only about two foxtails behind it. Ivystream took one more step, but a twig cracked underpaw. Alarmed, the robin flew up. She got on her hind-legs and clawed at the bird, snatching it out of the air. It was a messy catch, but somehow she got it.