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[NICKNAME(S)] Aphry, although she hates it when cats call her nicknames.
[BIOLOGICAL SEX] Female
[AGE] 129 moons
[SPECIES] Feline
[POWERS/ABILITIES] Seeing spirits/possession/reincarnation/afterlife communication, conjuration, invisibility
[RANK] TBA
[ALLIANCE(S)] Specterclan
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[b][FUR COLOR] Brown w/ white
[i][FUR LENGTH] Medium
[EYE SHAPE] Rounded
EYE COLOR: Yellow
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[b][POSITIVE TRAITS] Hard-working, serious
[NEGATIVE TRAITS] Grim, pessimistic, holds grudges, ruthless
[PERSONALITY] Aphra is, quite frankly, a grim and serious cat. She hates laughter and jokes, and she would much rather live her afterlife without humor. She can make just about any cat feel depressed, and basically radiates a gloomy aura. She rarely sees the bright side of things, and believes that the worst will happen in situations. If you do her wrong, Aphra will become unforgiving and cold towards you. She will hold grudges, and she just won't let some things go. She is ruthless in battle and ruthless to even her own clanmates and kin. She does not and will not pity any cat, which makes some cats see Aphra as a huge jerk. Despite all of this, Aphra is a hard-working cat that puts her heart into what she does. She never half-asses anything, and will scold any cat who does.
[i]LIKES: Getting revenge on those who have done her wrong, rainy days
DISLIKES: Humor, cheerful cats, optimism
[HISTORY] WIP
BIRTHPLACE: Loner
PARENTS: Snowy -- Mother -- Loner -- Deceased, died from drowning
Talon -- Father -- Loner -- Deceased, died from wounds
SIBLINGS: Unnamed kit -- Brother -- Loner -- Deceased, died from drowning
Unnamed kit -- Sister -- Loner -- Deceased, died from drowning
OTHER RELATIONS: None
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[b][SEXUALITY] Asexual
[RELATIONSHIP STATUS] Single
[LOVE INTEREST] None
[MATE] Verissimus (Formerly)
[CHILDREN] Cassius -- Son -- Specterclan -- Alive
Astraia -- Daughter -- Specterclan -- Alive
Unnamed kit -- Daughter -- Specterclan -- Deceased, killed by Aphra
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[b][THEME SONG]

[PLOT IDEAS] None
[OTHER] None
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[color=white]NAME Littlebird
[color=white]NICKNAMES n/a
[color=white]GENDER Demigirl
[color=white]PRONOUNS She/her and They/them
[color=white]SEXUAL ORIENTATION Asexual
[color=white]ROMANTIC ORIENTATION Panromantic
[color=white]SPECIES Cat
[color=white]AGE 24 moons
[color=white]BIRTHDAY June 29
[color=white]ZODIAC SIGN Cancer

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[color=white]TRAITS Introverted, pessimist, frightful, quiet, doesn't like to talk much, very jumpy and easily hurt and offended.

[color=white]PERSONALITY Littlebird is very withdrawn, she doesn't like to talk much and she usually doesn't start conversations. Preferring to stick to the corners, she doesn't get involved in social activities unless she has to, and hates being around large crowds. She keeps her thoughts to herself, rarely standing up for herself or her friends. She sees the world through a half-empty glass, always expecting the worse outcome and having a hard time looking on the bright side. She is easily frightened, and she prefers to run away from her fears, which makes her quite notorious for running away from battles and border skirmishes. She jumps at the slightest noise, which makes her a sloppy hunter more often than not. Littlebird is very sensitive, easily getting hurt or offended by the things others say.

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[color=white]FEARS Darkness, fire, betrayal, loud noises
[color=white]SLEEPING HABITS Goes to sleep and wakes up quite early.
[color=white]TALENTS Speed, climbing, memory
[color=white]GOALS To build up her confidence.

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[color=white]FUR COLOR Black
[color=white]EYE COLOR Pale yellow
[color=white]MARKINGS Smoke markings
[color=white]SCARS A small nick on her right ear
[color=white]SIZE Smaller build, very short and thin.
[color=white]PICTURE(S)

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[color=white]REACTIONS

ANGRY: Breakdowns, usually cannot talk
ANXIOUS: Shuffles paws a lot, talks quieter than usual
CONFLICTED: Looking back and forth, pacing, deep thinking
EXCITED: Tail up, ears perked, a lot of purring
FRIGHTENED: Running away, climbing, speechless and faster than usual
GUILTY: Talks too much, tries to escape
HAPPY: Generally 'glows' with happiness, much friendlier and more talkative
HUMILIATED: Looking down, not speaking, tearing up, frozen in place
NERVOUS: Jumpy, loud, looking around a lot and pacing.
OFFENDED: Ears back, quiet, tries to make up excuses or lies
PRAISED: Shy, quiet but pleased, relieved
SAD: Attempts to be alone, crying, mopes a lot
STRESSED: Running around, gets snappy, can't tolerate others
THOUGHTFUL: Daydreaming, not responsive, eyes bright

Skypaw opened her eyes, slowly sitting up. Her sleep last night had been unusually peaceful, and today she felt well-rested for the first time in moons. Blinking the sleep out of her eyes, she twisted around and began to groom herself.

thank you!

Duskpaw crouched, his gaze focused on the brightly colored butterfly. He hadn't been awake very long when this insect captured his attention, and now the young tom was determined to catch it. No matter what it took, he'd definitely catch it. For all Duskpaw knew, butterflies might just be his new favorite snack. Preparing to pounce, he suddenly hesitated. Did he really want to kill this pretty insect? Maybe I can just tear off one of it's wings, so it can still live! Duskpaw nodded to himself, clearly pleased with this idea. Once again preparing to pounce on his unsuspecting prey, Duskpaw looked around for the butterfly. Where did it go? Blinking, Duskpaw sat up.

Poppysplash walked out of the Warriors den, pausing for a second to stretch. It looked like good weather was promising today, and she was definitely looking forward to a day that didn't involve freezing temperatures or rain that relentlessly pounded against the earth. She took a moment to look around the camp, and quickly noticed Duskpaw wasting time by chasing a butterfly. The she-cat snorted, rolling her eyes at the apprentice's foolish behaviour.

Moth opened her mouth, scenting for any prey that might be nearby. She had definitely smelled the markers that indicated where Voidclan's territory was, and suprisingly she didn't care whether she crossed them or not. Moth knew she'd be in trouble if one of the Clan cats found her in the territory, but she had decided to deal with that situation when it actually happens. Moons of travelling had left her exhausted, and she finally decided to find somewhere to settle down. That didn't necessarily mean that she was desperate enough to beg the clan that lived here to take her in, but she wouldn't turn down an invitation at this point in time. Suddenly, Moth crouched, the scent of mouse making her mouth water. She looked around, finally spotting the small creature. Pawstep by slow pawstep, she crept up to the mouse, being careful to put down her paws as lightly as she could. As soon as she was close enough, she pounced, pinning the mouse down under her paws. She quickly gave the killing bite and crouched down to eat.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; color: #000000][color=#C36241]Name: Fae, Cherrynose.
[color=#C36241]Gender: Female.
[color=#C36241]Sexuality: Heteroromantic Heterosexual.
[color=#C36241]Age: Twenty-nine moons old. Birthday on the thirtieth of August.
[color=#C36241]Alliance: Loner or Clan cat.
[color=#C36241]Rank: Loner or Warrior.

[color=#C36241]Appearance:
Fae is a mainly white cat with orange splotches dotted across her pelt, with orange tabby markings inside of the splashes of orange. Her nose is a striking pink, which gets darker at the top. Her eyes are a dark olive.

[color=#C36241]Personality:
Fae appears to be outwardly kind, but inwardly she is cruel and just overall bitter. She tries her best to hide her cruel thoughts, preferring to take on a more sweet and friendly persona around others. Not many cats know how she really acts, and the few who do know are hunted down by Fae. She has great confidence in herself, and believes that she is better than most cats. Of course, this arrogance is hidden as well. No cat knows why she chooses to hide her real self from others, and those who find out are considered dead by Fae.

[color=#C36241]Family
[color=#C36241]Mother: Caroline (deceased; died of old age).
[color=#C36241]Father: Rusty (NPC & deceased; died from wounds).
[color=#C36241]Siblings: Marmalade (alive; whereabouts unknown).
[color=#C36241]Romantic Interest/Partner: Flick (deceased; died from wounds).
[color=#C36241]Offspring: Ghostreed (alive; in clan with Duskmask), Duskmask (alive; in clan with Ghostreed), Astrid (alive; whereabouts unknown), and Vanillakit (deceased; died from greencough).

[color=#C36241]Playlist:
-- Heavy in Your Arms, by Florence + the Machine.
-- Guillotine, by Yadi.
-- Everybody Wants to Rule the World, by Lorde.
-- Training Wheels, by Melanie Martinez.
-- Daddy Issues, by the Neighbourhood.
-- Savages, by Marina and the Diamonds.
-- I'm a Ruin, by Marina and the Diamonds.
-- House of Memories, by Panic! at the Disco.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; color: #000000][color=#ADDFFF]Name: Ghostreed.
[color=#ADDFFF]Gender: Female.
[color=#ADDFFF]Sexuality: Panromantic Pansexual.
[color=#ADDFFF]Age: Fifteen moons old. Birthday on the seventeenth of March.
[color=#ADDFFF]Alliance: Clan cat.
[color=#ADDFFF]Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice/Medicine Cat

[color=#ADDFFF]Appearance:
Ghostreed is a mainly silver cat with tabby markings all across her pelt. She has a white chest, white front paws, and white stockings on her hind legs. Her eyes are an olive color, and her nose is black.

[color=#ADDFFF]Personality:
Ghostreed is a kindhearted feline who easily sympathizes with other cats. She tries her best to put others needs before her own, and tries to do what she thinks is best for the clan. Because of this, she thinks it is okay to go against the warrior code when she sees fit. She acts on her impulse, and will often run into situations before thinking things through. She is a bit too bubbly at times, her cheerfulness and her positive outlook on life will get on many cats' nerves. However, Ghostreed is not afraid to speak her mind and stand up for her friends. She's very forward with all of her feelings, and will often seek out a cat when she needs to get something off of her chest, whether they're willing to listen or not. Ghostreed is very inflexible. Once she has her mind set on something, she's going to do it, regardless of what other cats think or say. She refuses to try and change her ways, because she is very confident in herself.

[color=#ADDFFF]Family
[color=#ADDFFF]Mother: Fae (alive; whereabouts unknown).
[color=#ADDFFF]Father: Flick (deceased; died from wounds).
[color=#ADDFFF]Siblings: Duskmask (alive; in the clan), Astrid (alive; whereabouts unknown), and Vanillakit (deceased; died from greencough).
[color=#ADDFFF]Romantic Interest/Partner: N/A
[color=#ADDFFF]Offspring: N/A

[color=#ADDFFF]Playlist:
TBA

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; color: #000000][color=#4CC552]Name: Duskpaw (Duskmask)
[color=#4CC552]Gender: Male.
[color=#4CC552]Sexuality: Homoromantic Homosexual.
[color=#4CC552]Age: Eight moons old. Birthday on the twenty-fifth of July.
[color=#4CC552]Alliance: Clan member.
[color=#4CC552]Rank: Warrior Apprentice.

[color=#4CC552]Appearance:
Duskpaw is a brown tom with darker brown markings placed across his fur. His legs, tail, ears, and face are all dark brown. He has white on his front paws and white stockings on his hind legs. His muzzle is white with a white V shape that is placed between his eyes. His nose is black, and his eyes are a blue-gray color.

[color=#4CC552]Personality:
Duskpaw is very airheaded and ditzy, and he is not intelligent at all. He's usually very bubbly and happy, though he can be overbearing at times. He tends to be forgetful, and will often wander around the territory completely lost in thought. This means that he can get turned around very easily, and it takes him a few minutes to realize where he is. He loves to daydream and chase butterflies, and he's always wanted to taste a butterfly. He's very naive, and will believe anything a cat tells him. He sees life through a glass half full perspective, always trying to look on the bright side. It's definitely not impossible to love him, no matter how annoying he can be sometimes.

[color=#4CC552]Family
[color=#4CC552]Mother: Fae (alive; whereabouts unknown).
[color=#4CC552]Father: Flick (deceased; died from wounds).
[color=#4CC552]Siblings: Ghostreed (alive; in the clan), Astrid (alive; whereabouts unknown), and Vanillakit (deceased; died from greencough).
[color=#4CC552]Romantic Interest/Partner: N/A
[color=#4CC552]Offspring: N/A

[color=#4CC552]Playlist:
TBA

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; color: #000000][color=#C11B17]Name: Astrid.
[color=#C11B17]Gender: Female.
[color=#C11B17]Sexuality: Aromantic Bisexual.
[color=#C11B17]Age: Sixteen moons old. Birthday on the thirty-first of October.
[color=#C11B17]Alliance: Rogue.
[color=#C11B17]Rank: Rogue.

[color=#C11B17]Appearance:
Astrid is a calico she-cat with orange and black splashes dotted randomly across her pelt. The rest of her fur is white. She has a striking pink nose, and her eyes are green.

[color=#C11B17]Personality:
Astrid is a manipulative individual, she sees life as a game and the animals that live in this world as pawns that she can use to her advantage. Every time she gets her way, she sees it as another point in her direction. She never admits that she is wrong, and she is very arrogant. She always tries to get cats to do things her way, and she believes that her way is the only right way. She will often shower cats with unnecessary compliments, and whenever she does something for you, she expects you to repay your debt. She usually has the patience of a saint, usually not getting upset over small things. She is rather unsympathetic and cruel, but she will pretend to sympathize with a cat if she thinks it is necessary to obtain her goal.

[color=#C11B17]Family
[color=#C11B17]Mother: Fae (alive; whereabouts unknown).
[color=#C11B17]Father: Flick (deceased; died from wounds).
[color=#C11B17]Siblings: Ghostreed (alive; in the clan), Duskpaw (alive; in the clan), and Vanillakit (deceased; died from greencough).
[color=#C11B17]Romantic Interest/Partner: N/A
[color=#C11B17]Offspring: TBA

[color=#C11B17]Playlist:
TBA

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; color: #000000][color=#810541]Name: Caspian.
[color=#810541]Gender: Male.
[color=#810541]Sexuality: Panromantic Bisexual.
[color=#810541]Age: Thirty-eight moons old. Birthday on the thirty-first of May.
[color=#810541]Alliance: Kittypet/Clan member
[color=#810541]Rank: Kittypet/Medicine Cat

[color=#810541]Appearance:
Caspian is a brown tabby tom with a white chest and white muzzle. He has a white sock on his left front paw, and his right front paw is white. He has white stockings on both hind legs. His nose is a striking pink color, and his eyes are amber. His front right leg is missing due to an accident on the Thunderpath when he was still a kittypet, and he has a few scars on what is left of his front leg. He has a long scar on his back, and his muzzle is scarred as well.

[color=#810541]Personality:
Caspian is a very flirtatious tom, he's often seen flirting with cats and using horrible pick up lines. He will flirt with basically anyone he meets, even though his flirting is awful. Despite appearing very confident, Caspian can get very self-conscious. He tries his best to fit in with the other cats, but he often thinks feels like he'll never fit in. He gets really nervous if cats stare at him or his missing limb, but he tries to hide it. He didn't really have this trait until an accident on the Thunderpath forced his Twolegs to get his front right leg amputated. He tends to avoid talking about his missing leg, and will try to change the subject when a cat brings it up. Caspian is very talkative and social, and he'll start a conversation with anyone. He hates the thought of being alone, so he tries to make as many friends as possible and he always tries to hang out around other cats.

[color=#810541]Family
[color=#810541]Mother: Cody (status unknown; whereabouts unknown).
[color=#810541]Father: Stripes (status unknown; whereabouts unknown).
[color=#810541]Siblings: N/A
[color=#810541]Romantic Interest/Partner: N/A
[color=#810541]Offspring: N/A

[color=#810541]Playlist:
TBA

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; color: #000000][color=#C36241]Name: Poppyfrost.
[color=#C36241]Gender: Female.
[color=#C36241]Sexuality: Demiromantic Heterosexual.
[color=#C36241]Age: Thirty-eight moons old. Birthday on the fourteenth of February.
[color=#C36241]Alliance: Clan cat.
[color=#C36241]Rank: Warrior or Deputy.

[color=#C36241]Appearance:
image above. (yes, i got lazy.)

[color=#C36241]Personality:
Poppyfrost can be considered the 'mother' of the clan, she's always trying keeping the younger cats out of trouble. She can be rather harsh when punishing apprentices or kits, but she has good intentions. She is the voice of reason in any given situation, and prefers to use a more logical approach to things. Poppyfrost is definitely not afraid to speak her mind, and she will shoot down a stupid idea in a heartbeat, which can cause cats to sometimes see her as too uptight. She is a big rule follower, and the warrior code means everything to her. Nonetheless, she always tries to do what is best for the clan.

[color=#C36241]Family
[color=#C36241]Mother: Fernwhisker (deceased; died from unknown illness).
[color=#C36241]Father: Toadleap (deceased; died from wounds).
[color=#C36241]Siblings: N/A
[color=#C36241]Romantic Interest/Partner: N/A
[color=#C36241]Offspring: N/A

[color=#C36241]Playlist:
TBA

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; color: #000000][color=#C36241]Name: Cherrypaw (Cherryfrost).
[color=#C36241]Gender: Female.
[color=#C36241]Sexuality: Panromantic Asexual.
[color=#C36241]Age: Eight moons old. Birthday on the eighteenth of May.
[color=#C36241]Alliance: Clan cat.
[color=#C36241]Rank: Warrior Apprentice.

[color=#C36241]Appearance:
image above

[color=#C36241]Personality:
Cherrypaw is very withdrawn, she doesn't like to talk much and she usually doesn't start conversations. Preferring to stick to the corners, she doesn't get involved in social activities unless she has to, and hates being around large crowds. She keeps her thoughts to herself, rarely standing up for herself or her friends. She sees the world through a half-empty glass, always expecting the worse outcome and having a hard time looking on the bright side. She is easily frightened, and she prefers to run away from her fears, which makes her quite notorious for running away from battles and border skirmishes. She jumps at the slightest noise, which makes her a sloppy hunter more often than not. Cherrypaw is very sensitive, easily getting hurt or offended by the things others say.

[color=#C36241]Family
[color=#C36241]Mother: Grasswhisper (deceased; died from wounds).
[color=#C36241]Father: Slatefur (deceased; died from infected rat bite).
[color=#C36241]Siblings: N/A
[color=#C36241]Romantic Interest/Partner: N/A
[color=#C36241]Offspring: N/A

[color=#C36241]Playlist:
-- Model Citizen of Doubt, by Sleeping at Last.

i'm so sorry to hear that! i'll keep your uncle in my prayers

thank you.