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The Storm Fronts in a forest, to which tress such as maple, oak and birch are trees that dominate these forests. There are also small numbers of evergreen trees such as pines and fir. Do to these trees, we also have a good amount of undergrowth, but not a lot. Due to this, cats in The Storm Fronts have the ability to climb trees. Cats use the trees to hunt, travel, and even fight. But, due to a large range of mountains, The Storm Fronts, as their name suggest - gets a lot of violent weather. Luckily, the land has good drainage, and, members of The Storm Fronts are fearless - meaning that despite a storm, they will still climb the tress within their territory.

The camp itself is tucked near a stream, though it is a bit aways, as after a series of storms, the stream will swell tenfold. But this stream, is where cats of The Storm Fronts get their water. The camp itself, is held in a small clearing, with many branches from nearby trees hanging over the clearing - providing protection from the elements. The camp is surrounded by a mixture of bushes, ferns, and a bramble thicket - majority of it being placed there overtime from previous members of The Storm Fronts. There is one entrance - facing away from the stream, it is well hidden by bramble, but the entrance itself is a tiny curved path. This tiny path barely allows two full grown cats enough room to pass each other. To the right of the entrance, just a few tail-lengths away, is the largest den in the whole camp - under a bramble bush, is where all the regular members sleep. On the left of the entrance, is a den dug out underneath a cluster of bushes - earth has been scraped out to let it sit a bit lower and be larger than it would be. This den is where the guards and advisors sleep. Next to the members den, is where the fresh-kill is put into a very small den, to which has been dug into so that it can hold more food. This den is called the Fresh-kill store. Next to the guard and advisor's den, is where the nursery is located. It's located under a cluster of thorn bushes, and in order to make it larger, some of the earth beneath it has been dug out, making it sit a bit lower than the rest of the camp. But in order to prevent kits from hurting themselves, on the inside the walls have been lined with fauna such as moss, ferns, and even flowers. Then, finally, opposite to the camp entrance, is a large, thick-trunked oak tree. This oak tree has thick, low branches, with its roots mostly upturned and very gnarled, leaving a den underneath. The den only has one opening, which faces the rest of the camp. The leader and his aid reside here. The oak itself is used for announcements or meetings, as the leader will sit on one of the lower branches or one of the large roots.

[color=white]Arctic Grass and Mockingbird's Tune are sisters.
Broken Ivy is Little Creek's uncle.

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[color=white]The Storm Fronts are a group of rogues and loners who have banded together to form a small mock Clan, following a different set of ideas than the other true clans. Leaders do not have nine lives, and there is no medicine cat. Kits are trained the group's ways by those around them - typically by their parents/guardians; and may learn additional information throughout their lifetime, without a set learning period. Old cats never officially retire, they just keep working throughout their lifetime until they aren't able to anymore.

Truly, they have no set boundaries, and believe that prey is acceptable from wherever it may come from. They tend to avoid conflict with other clans and groups, typically respecting their borders, but in some cases, this may be broken.
*Cats also address the seasons as spring, summer, fall/autumn and winter.
The Cats -

[color=white]Naming -

[color=white]Thoughts on Outsiders -

[color=white]Beliefs -

[color=white]Ceremonies -

[color=white](01) This thread is LGBTQ+ friendly! Don't like this rule? Then leave.
(02) This is strictly semi-advanced and up. So that means at least five good sentences in the roleplay per post, with proper spelling, grammar and punctuation.
(03) I have the right to accept and deny your form. Though if I deny your form, you can always try again.
‌(04) Keep genders even, no mary/gary sues, be realistic when making your characters, etc, etc, etc. You know the drill. I'm looking for creativity in your characters, I am not looking for a bunch of 20 moon old cats; that are primarily female with the same sob story.
(‌05) Don't you dare put straight or gay (instead of heterosexual or homosexual) in your form, seriously, I'll deny you faster than you can say "ignorant".
‌(06) Only one high position per person.
(07) I will only reserve positions for 48 hours, and just because you reserve it - doesn't mean you are going to get it.
‌(08) If you're inactive for a week without warning, I will either have your character disappear or be killed off. So please warn me if you are going to be inactive so that this doesn't happen!
(09) Be wary of the code, I will change it. So make sure you have it right. I will be lenient if you send in your form the day of the change, but this is a warning - if you copy and paste the code from someone else's form, I will be very unhappy. Part of the code is: storms
‌(10) No godmodding, ex: your character dodging every bullet/attack and landing every blow perfectly, like come on - is that really realistic? The answer is no. Be realistic, seriously, don't be afraid of your character getting injured or failing at something.
‌(11) No powerplaying, ex: your character aims a gun at other character's and shoots them in the chest. This is a big no-no, always give the option to the other person, so taking the previous example: your character aims a gun at other character's chest and shoots. In this example, the other person's character has the option to get shot, to avoid the shot, or perhaps even to avoid but get slightly injured.
‌(12) No metagaming, ex: your character having a suspicion that another character is evil, despite that character showing no evidence or signs of being evil before in front of your character. So in a nutshell, just because you know something, doesn't mean your character does.
‌(13) Have as many characters as you want, you just have to roleplay them all.
(14) No roleplaying your own mate, no motherless kittens, and if your cat is having a litter of kittens - you cannot roleplay all of the kittens.
(15) The code is: on the horizon. Place it your roleplay sample spoiler.
(16) Check out the naming section in the about section - as instead of warrior or loner/rogue names, The Storm Fronts uses ancient names; such as Jay’s Wing or Fallen Leaves. But keep them traditional, no ridiculous or unrealistic names such as Lemon Seed, Opal Song, or Quidditch Player.

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Nickname(s) - N/a.
Sex - Tomcat.
Gender - Cis-male, (he/him).
Age - 30 moons, (2½ years.)
Rank - Member.
Beliefs - He's not quite sure on what, but he strongly believes that there must be some sort of afterlife.

Short description - Small, long-haired black tomcat with white paws, chin, belly, and a small spot over his nose; also with light hazel eyes and a twisted, limp hind left leg.
Fur colour - answer
Fur length / texture - answer
Eye colour - answer
Scars - None noticeable.
Disabilities - His hind left leg is permanently twisted.

Main traits - Shy, Kind, Cautious, Empathetic, Gullible, and Motherly.
Full Personality - answer
Strengths - answer
Weaknesses - answer
Fears - answer

Kin - Honey Leaf - Mother
Cliff's Edge - Father
History - Honey Leaf, a she-cat whom has the reputation to be very sociable, and Cliff's Edge, a tomcat who trains hard and has rightfully earned a reputation for being dependable. These two cats were made for each other, they were perfectly in sync - and the hardly ever fought, and if they did; they often made up right away. It was obvious since when they were young that they would become mates, and when they did, the two were excited about having kits. Soon enough, they had a litter of four kits. Unfortunately, one of the kits quickly grew sick. Soon enough the whole litter of kits was sick with greencough. At this time, none of the kits were named - as the two parents quickly began to feel like that the litter of kits won't survive at all. Soon enough, one by one the kits began dying, but one seemed to cling on to its life - the smallest of the litter. Honey Leaf wasn't optimistic that the remaining kit would live, but Cliff's Edge was so hopeful that the kit would. Cliff's Edge was so desperate to have the remaining kit live - but Honey Leaf just believed that it was a complete lost cause. This drove the two far apart, and it ended the two being a couple. But after a moon of painfully watching the remaining kit's health both recover and deteriorate. Eventually, the kit made a full recovery. Cliff's Edge was so relieved, but Honey Leaf refused be near her kit, as seeing the kit just reminded her of the rest of the kits she lost. This only deepened the separation between the two ex-mates. Cliff's Edge decided to finally name the remaining kit, and he named the kit Little Creek. The small kit rarely left his father alone, loving to ask questions and just in general be in his company. As for his mother, Honey Leaf stayed well clear of her son - and while back then Little Creek couldn't understand as to why, nowadays he barely remembers her. But as soon as Little Creek was permitted to leave the camp, Cliff's Edge began teaching his son everything he knew. Little Creek quickly made friends with his fellow denmates, and enjoyed hunting with them. As time passed - as did Little Creek's parents.
Though very recently, whilst hunting with a couple of his friends, Little Creek feel from a tree from a substantial height - and he feel in such a way that left his hind left leg permanently twisted. Little Creek has managed to begin hunting on his own again - though admittedly he has a long way to go.

Sexuality - Homosexual.
Crush - None, open for plotting.
Mate - None, open for plotting.
Kits - N/a.

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▪ [i]Fallenskies ▪
nickname(s) ▪
▪ Small mouse (teasing/mean). ▪
age ▪
▪ 23 Moons. ▪
gender ▪
▪ Male. ▪
sex ▪
▪ Tomcat. ▪
alliance ▪
▪ Blacksnake Clan. ▪
rank ▪
▪ Warrior. ▪

physical state ▪
▪ species ▪ Feline.
▪ build ▪ Small and lithe built.
▪ eyes ▪ Sea green eyes.
▪ pelt ▪ Black and white.
▪ body modification(s) ▪ None.
▪ scarring ▪ Small scars all over, but they are relatively hidden in his fur.
▪ birthmark(s) ▪ None.
▪ accent/dialect ▪ He speaks very in a very sophisticated and calm way, and his voice is similar to Aaron Burr from (xx).
▪ other features ▪ Feather-soft fur, and his eyes are capturing - they most standout about his appearance.
overall appearance ▪
▪ [i]To start with, Fallenskies stands at a slightly under the average height. He appears rather skinny, being already he has a small and lithe built, but he has practically no muscle to him. His eyes are a sea green colour, which are what stand out the most about his appearance. His fur is a medium-ish but closer to short length, in which is feather-soft as he spends his fair share of time cleaning his fur. His pelt is in a black and white pattern, being mostly black. His white spots include his muzzle, in which connects to a spot on his chest, his belly, his paws, and the tip of his tail. He has long whiskers, and he also has a hot pink nose and pale pink paw pads. ▪

psychological state ▪
▪ positive traits ▪ Intelligent, diplomatic, patient, honest even being to blunt, and playful.
▪ [i]negative traits ▪ Insecure about his size and battling abilities, in turn he's not very strong, and curious to the point of prying into other's business.
▪ [i]optimist, realist or pessimist ▪ Realist.
▪ [i]extrovert, ambivert or introvert ▪ Ambivert.
▪ [i]emotional or logical ▪ Logical.
▪ [i]patient or impatient ▪ Patient.
▪ [i]greatest strength ▪ His greatest strength is his intelligence - he uses it to hunt, as he predicts the movement of prey. And even in battle, he can make quick and carefully planned decisions quickly.
▪ [i]greatest weakness ▪ His size is also easily played against him in battle, it is also noted that he isn't the strongest.
▪ [i]insecurities & fears ▪ Insecure about his size, and battling skills. He terrified of canines and foxes. But a fear he has festering is that he fears of being exiled due to his lack in strength and skill in battle.
▪ [i]likes ▪ Going on walks, warm weather, helping others, kits, talking to others, making others happy, and stargazing.
▪ [i]dislikes ▪ Being teased about his size, large crowds, fighting (secret - its mainly because of his skill in it), arguments, winter and the cold in general, rain and wet weather, and swimming.
▪ [i]belief ▪ He believes there must be some sort of afterlife, what it is though, he is unsure.
overall personality ▪
▪ Fallenskies is a gentlemen, he's very polite - even if someone has been rude to him. He tends to be quite the diplomat, as he treats everyone with respect and with sensitivity. He has a tendency to think everything through, he's able to approach each situation with a calmness to him. He never rushes head first into any situation, always taking the time to stop and think. And, while he does like to be polite - he also likes to be friendly to those around him, as he is always very willing to offer his company to anyone or to even offer advice or listen to them. Fallenskies is also quite honest, he never beats around the bush and instead gets straight to the point. Fallenskies is very patient, as it takes a whole lot to get him upset or even impatient. He's also very curious, and this can lead him into prying himself into someone else's business - though he doesn't mean to cross boundaries. Also, if you befriend this tom - when he's just around you, he tends to let go of his diplomacy, and becomes a bit more like a child. The thing is, is that Fallenskies can be very playful. He can't help but to explore and to pounce on leaves, he loves to sneak up and surprise his friends. Though he often doesn't let this show - as he prefers to be seen as a respective warrior rather than like a playful apprentice. But, Fallenskies can be quite insecure - especially when it comes to his size, as it gives him a bit of a disadvantage within battle. Though he's not entirely sensitive about it, but due to his size and build, he's earned the nickname "small mouse". ▪

relations ▪
▪ sexual preference ▪ Homoflexible; prefers males, but can be attracted to others.
▪ [i]relationship status ▪ Single; open for plotting.
▪ [i]father ▪ Blakeshade.
▪ [i]mother ▪ Fawndapple.
▪ [i]siblings ▪ Open.
▪ [i]other kin ▪ Open.
▪ [i]acquaintances ▪ Blacksnake Clan.
▪ [i]friends ▪ Open.
▪ [i]rivals ▪ Open.
▪ [i]kits ▪ None.

other ▪
▪ [i]Nope. ▪[/i]

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Past Names;; Blackkit.

Gender;; Tomcat.

Age;; 9 Moons, (¾ Years.)

Alliance;; The Forsaken, (Forsaken Clan.)

Rank;; Novice.

Wanted Rank;; Affiliate.[/fancypost]

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Written Description;; Blackpaw stands at an average height, and his pelt is a pitch black colour. His fur is short, to which helps with the humidity of the jungle, but it is also surprisingly feather-soft; this is because he has a tendency to groom his pelt out thoroughly, though while he doesn't mind it being dirty - he strongly prefers his fur to be clean. His head is a tad round, while his ears are slightly larger than normal - in fact his strongest sense his is hearing, whilst his weakest is his sense of smell. His nose his black; matching his fur, and his whiskers are at a slightly longer than normal length. His eyes are round, but aren't that large; they are a soft grey-blue colour, to which might remind someone the colour of a storm cloud or even grey skies. Blackpaw's hind legs are strong and well built, this gives him an edge when it comes to things such as pouncing and running. His hind legs allow him to leap far distances, and to run fast due to the fact that his legs allow him to run in longer bounds. His body is built a bit more compact, meaning that rather being full of muscle and broad shouldered, he appears more slender and well built; but it contains enough muscle to which gives his more average appearance a punch - especially when it comes to running.

Short Description;; Black tomcat with blue-grey eyes.

Personality;; To sum up Blackpaw, he is as bitter as black coffee, but as soft as a marshmallow. To start, the first thing you'll notice about Blackpaw is how sharp-tongued he can be. It won't be uncommon when you hear him give off a provocative comment or an insult - though interestingly, he does not out of spite, but usually in the heat of the moment. He can have a bit of a temper, especially when you consider the fact that he's defensive. He dislikes being criticized and embarrassed, because of this, he is very quick to defend himself, even if its over something minor - he'll always come up with an excuse or change the subject by making a comment back: "Well I'd like to see you do better!" Is quite a common phrase said by him. This makes others have a tendency to stay out of his way, as his first impressions can be that of a thorn bush. But really, once you get to know Blackpaw, he isn't half bad. He's quite the dependable cat actually, both in his work, training, and even in his relationships. In his training, he works hard, and while he may give his mentor a hard time - he really just wants to do his best. As explained, he doesn't react well to criticism, and thus Blackpaw has a tendency to snap in his defence, so training him can be a pain at times, but really it is quite the motivator for him to do better. In his relationships, if he says he will do something, he will do it. He hates making promises he can't keep, and thus doesn't make them if he can't. And if he's told a secret, even by just a regular clan mate and not a friend; you can bet he'll keep it. He is also quite blunt, he doesn't beat around the bush - he tells things how they are. He can be a bit tactless when it comes to telling others things like bad news or even criticism. Going deeper, Blackpaw is very loyal - especially to his loved ones. He has a tendency to be protective, maybe even to the point where its overbearing. But what is most interesting, is that he hates seeing his friends upset or down, even to the point to where he would actually do something embarrassing just to cheer them up. Though it is noted that Blackpaw gets jealous, and not just in love, but in general too. For example if he sees his friends going hunting all together without him, even if its just once, he gets jealous and his mood drops down immediately - even if he knows himself if its for a dumb reason; he just can't help it. But likely, Blackpaw isn't afraid to admit that he was wrong, in fact that is what may surprise others who do not know him that well the most. Is that after possibly insulting them or snapping at them, later on he will go up to them and apologize. And finally, at his core, Blackpaw is insecure. He is insecure about himself, those around him, his abilities, and his future. He constantly worries that what if it isn't enough. What if one day while going into battle, that the skills he has learned is useless against a foe, or if he forgets it all in the heat of battle? What if his friends are just lying and don't like him at all? It's these questions that play like a twisted melody over and over in his head. It's his insecurity that makes his tongue sharp, and it is the reason as to why he is so defensive; as to why he cannot stand criticism and embarrassment.

History;; Born as the only kit in his parent's first litter, both of his parents were ecstatic either way to have a kit. Blackkit was actually quite the curious kit, he explored camp to its fullest; there wasn't a nook or cranny he hadn't explored. Though despite his curiosity, he was a bit of a mommas boy, and he never left camp; though that also might have to due with the fact that while he was still quite young, a couple of apprentices scared him when telling him about all of the dangerous predators that could be outside of the camp; to which it took three days for his parents to coax him out of the nursery. Upon being made an apprentice, Blackpaw was so happy, and after a couple of days, his parents decided to take him out on a hunt. They were out quite a bit, and went as far even to the edge of the territory. They hunted together as a group, that is until suddenly they all felt unsafe. At first it was passed off as them just getting tired, but then the feeling grew. And just as they decided to gather their prey and turn back, suddenly Russetfoot and Nightfall froze: a odd smell caught their attention. Blackpaw at the time didn't recognize the scent, but today he would never miss it. Suddenly Blackpaw was quickly solved into the shelter of a double green fountain bushes. "Stay there and don't come out." His father had told him, and almost at once a large creature leapt out into the clearing. From under the bushes, he couldn't see much, but he could defiantly hear and smell the scent of the animal. The creature was quick to snap Russetfoot into its jaws, snapping her spine and killing her instantaneously. As Nightfall leapt at the animal in a howl of grief, it dropped her and grabbed him - sinking its teeth into his haunches. Blackpaw had leaned forward in time just to see the creature drag off his father, to which his screams of grief had turned into fear and disappeared. Blackpaw didn't know how long he had stayed there, but it wasn't that long as shortly a patrol had showed up, as they had heard the commotion. They actually had to coax him out of the bushes. Blackpaw didn't say much; all that he could is to ask the name of the creature that had done this. "It was a leopard, there is no mistaking its scent." One of the cats in the patrol had told him. His mother's body was buried, but his father's was never found. Three moons later, Blackpaw still remembers the event clear as day, but now his grief has faded, but meanwhile his newfound fear has not - since that day he has kept a tremendous fear and hatred of leopards, and he even dislikes tigers just because its another big cat - and thus could do the same amount of damage. Blackpaw hates being reminded of the event, and on bad nights - he'll still have nightmares about the event, but on tamer nights - he'll just have lesser nightmares about being chased by something through the jungle.

Kin;; Russetfoot, (mother - deceased). Nightfall, (father - missing / presumed dead).

Likes;; - Running.
- The night and stargazing.
- Logical plans.
- Being challenged to do something, (and winning).
- Trying new things, (sometimes).
- Staying well within the territory.
- Being genuinely praised for doing something right.
- Keeping his fur clean.
- Dreamless nights.
- Successfully making his friends happy.

Dislikes;; - Being made fun of.
- Being criticized or embarrassed.
- Overly optimistic cats.
- Losing.
- Mud.
- Wet weather.
- Disloyalty.
- Being manipulated.
- Leopards - even the mention of them.
- Tigers.

Strengths;; He has strong hind legs, which gives an edge to his leaping/pouncing abilities, and to his running.

Weakness;; He cannot stand being embarrassed or criticized, (he's defensive). He's also quite insecure, (he tries to keep this to himself). He also has a huge fear of leopards, (see history to see as to why.)[/fancypost]

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Sexuality;; Homosexual Polyamory, (he dislikes talking about it, but he won't deny it.)

Crush;; He has an interest in Ficklepaw, one to which he keeps to himself.

Spouse;; n/a.

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Plot Ideas;; [color=#9BC3DB]Currently brainstorming - I'll post any of to the plot ideas I have to the plotting thread.

Other;; [color=#9BC3DB]Corn snakes! Also may I be the one who chooses what Blackpaw's warrior/affiliate name will be? I'd like it to be either Blackcloud or Blackthistle.[/fancypost]