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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Cometpaw[/size]
[size=5]Of ShadowClan[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: Hazel-gold
Pelt: Cream tabby
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Traits: I am a a short furred, battle-scarred she-cat with determination in my eyes and a scar down the side of the face, near the eye. I can be really rude and put my foot in my mouth a lot, but I am never afraid to say what I feel when I have to.
History: I can't believe I'm 13 moons old and still an apprentice. Though I know I've gained skills, I just haven't been declared ready to be a warrior yet.
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Moss picked the box up in their mouth and ran through the maze, hoping Flutterkit would find her way back to them or at least be okay. Soon the Zorua-cat hybrid found their way out of the maze and into the hallway.
{22/60}
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Moss sat the box down beside a wall and sat beside it for a moment, panting. They knew the twoleg might still be after them but the box full of Pokekits was heavy and they needed a rest. Some of the kits began to cry out, mewling loudly in the mostly quiet hallway.
{23/60}
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Moss inspected the bunch of kits in the cardboard box. There were quite a few kits, most not even old enough to have open eyes, and they were all hybrids. Moss' brow furrowed. Even if they could get the kits out of the facility, they couldn't eat freshkill yet, more or less live on their own.
{24/60}
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Moss stood up, took the box in their mouth again, and started dragging it down the hallway. They carefully pulled it up some stairs and ended up in a room full of cages.
{25/60}
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Moss walked along the cages, looking up at them while they dragged a cardboard box full of mewling Pokemon hybrid kits. They saw Fallen Frost and the newly freed Umbreonwindand bowed their head in greeting as they approached.
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This Is........
A large, heavy tom with strong shoulders, big paws, large eyes, and a wide head. His coat is short and shiny with a bristly tail. It's color is a rich bay with a black tail, a black stripe on the top of his forehead that goes down his neck and stops between his shoulders, a black muzzle, a white blaze stripe up his nose, black sock markings on his legs, and white paws. His nose, pads, claws, and inner ears are all dark brown, and his eyes are a deep amber. His wings are like a brown owl's, brown with many stripes.
Name
Horsefeather.
Age
Twenty-four moons.
Gender
Tom.
Personality
Horsefeather is very easily spooked. It's not hard to startle him, and when it happens, he usually panics and takes off in a random direction, at full speed and with no regard for what's in his chosen escape path. Being such a large cat, it wouldn't be good to end up in his way, and he injures himself as much as others with his wild sprints by running into things like trees. He often acts jumpy and nervous and is a worrier, which only serves to work himself up further and causes his anxiety to worsen. "Calm down, Horsefeather" is something he hears a lot. Despite this, Horsefeather is actually a very good warrior, who remains level-headed and brave during hard times. He's gentle with kits and formidable in combat. He just has to focus on what actually is happening and not what could happen.
Rank
Warrior.
Kin
His brother, a rogue named Pegasus. {I might bring him into the roleplay later.}
History
Despite being a loyal clan cat, Horsefeather's lineage is that of a loner. His parents were winged loners who parted ways before their kits were born, and Horsefeather only barely remembers his mother. They were wanders and at five moons they passed through the territory of the clan and Horsefeather left his family to join. He became a CloudClan apprentice and has lived there ever since.
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This Is........
Name
Batstar.
Age
Thirty-six moons.
Gender
Male.
Personality
Batstar is bold and brash and always says what he means, which sometimes is too much. He's very protective of his clan and puts their safety above all else. He's a skilled fighter and relies on the element of surprise.
Rank
Leader.
Kin
Newteye and Frogtoe, his younger sister and brother.
History
Had a normal life until he saw a vision that something bad was going to happen to his clan's old territory and insisted that they had to leave. Their clan used to be much bigger but some cats weren't able to follow due to age or illness or injury, and some didn't believe anything was really going to happen. Batstar had a mate but she refused to leave with the rest of the clan.
This Is........
[img width=434 height=510]http://farm4.staticflickr.com/…50303616_4b5a13e0e3_o.jpg[/img]
Name
Newteye.
Age
Twenty-four moons.
Gender
Female.
Personality
Mischievous and playful, loves getting into trouble and taking risks. Likes to tease other cats but she always means well.
Rank
Queen.
Kin
Fireleopard's mate and Lizardkit's mother? Also younger sister to Batstar and littermate of Frogtoe.
History
Normal clan background!
This Is........
[img width=510 height=330]http://cf.broadsheet.ie/wp-con…loads/2011/02/2399770.jpg[/img]
Name
Frogtoe.
Age
Twenty-four moons.
Gender
Male.
Personality
Frogtoe is a polydactyl cat, which means he was born with extra toes on his paws. It doesn't bother him any, it actually makes him better at things like climbing and running, but he was teased for it as a kit. Frogtoe is quiet and shy, and very easily embarrassed. He's sweet and kind and doesn't mind going out of his way to do things for others.
Rank
Warrior.
Kin
Batstar's younger brother and Newteye's littermate.
History
Same as Newteye!
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"I'll go with the patrol, too," Horsefeather said, stepping out from beneath the willow and joining the others. "Is everyone ready?"
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Cat's Name- Galaxy.
Username- ♚ Moss
Age- Twenty-four moons.
Gender- Male.
Rank- A loner that joins the clan and becomes leader? If not, warrior.
Personality- Mysterious and intimidating as a loner but becomes a loyal and trustworthy clan cat. Intelligent and protective of his allies.
Description- A solid black cat with dark grey tabby stripes and tiny white spots all over his pelt. His eyes are a mix of purple, blue, and silver.
Roleplay Sample- Galaxy padded through the forest on a hunt. Birdsong caught his attention and he looked up to see a sparrow perched on a high branch. Just as it hopped off to fly away, he focused on the bird, squinting slightly, and it suddenly dropped out of the air to the forest floor. It struggled to fly away but couldn't, as if gravity had intensified and pressed it to the ground. He then pounced on the bird and ended it's life quickly with a bite to the neck. He shuddered as his power faded out of use and he felt a dull headache coming on. Luckily he had only used it briefly, he had learned over time that the more he used his power, the worse he ended up.
Kin- All his relatives are loners.
Crush- Open to develop.
Mate- None.
Other- Waffles, gravity.
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User: ♚ Moss
Name: Fallenkit Fallenpaw. Fallenleaf
Gender: She-cat.
Age: Six moons.
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice.
Appearance:
History(otp.): Grew up in the clan, her parents died shortly after she was born and her older brother Wildberry has been looking after her ever since.
Personality(otp.): Sweet, friendly, very serious about her rank in the clan.
Kin/Crush/Mate: Wildberry {older brother}/Forbidden/None
Name: Wildberry.
Gender: Tom.
Age: Twenty-four moons.
Rank: Warrior.
Appearance:
History(otp.): See Fallenpaw's.
Personality(otp.): Honest, energetic, overprotective.
Kin/Crush/Mate: Fallenpaw {younger sister}/Open to develop/None
Other: Soft but strong.
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Name: Bluepaw.
Age: Six moons.
Gender: Tom.
Looks: [img width=510 height=338]http://www.hdwallpaperscool.co…n-Blue-Cat-fullscreen.jpg[/img]
Rank: Apprentice.
Rank Wanted: Guard.
Personality: Reserved, doesn't have very good social skills but has a strong will and is a good judge of character.
History: Grew up in the clan but his parents are unknown, he was raised by all the queens in the nursery at the time but none of them claimed to be his mother.
Crush/Mate: Leafpaw/None.
Kits: None.
Family(Kin): Unknown.
Other: Frost.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Embercloud[/size]
[size=5]Of ThunderClan[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: yellow
Pelt: golden tabby
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Traits: I am a a scruffy-coated tom with passion in my eyes and a round face with a snub nose. I can't hunt very well, but I am a very good judge of character.
History: My father was killed by a coyote.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Eaglewing[/size]
[size=5]Of ShadowClan[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: amber
Pelt: red tabby
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Traits: I am a a short furred tom with round, wild eyes and sharply pointed ears with small tufts on the tips. I am a daydreamer and cannot concentrate long on anything, but I never tell a lie.
History: I was the runt of my litter, but have fought and accomplished a lot.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Shadestride[/size]
[size=5]Of RiverClan[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: Yellow
Pelt: Brown tabby
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Traits: I am a a curly-furred, stout tom with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and a scar down the side of the face, near the eye. I am afraid of confrontations and do anything to avoid a fight, but I never tell a lie.
History: My father was killed by a gang of four rogues.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Scarletfang[/size]
[size=5]Of WindClan[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: Blue
Pelt: Cinnamon and white
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Traits: I am a a thick furred tom with determination in my eyes and a round face. I lose my temper very easily, but you will never find a more loyal friend than me.
History: I have a crush on this other cat but they just do not love me back.
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Embercloud, a golden tabby tom from ThunderClan with yellow eyes, was on a walk in his clan's territory. His life so far had been pretty uneventful, save for the sad time when his father was killed on border patrol by a coyote, and he couldn't help hoping for something positive to happen now that he'd finally come to peace with the tragedy.
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Eaglewing, a red tabby tom from ShadowClan with amber eyes, had spent his entire life so far proving his worth. He was the runt of the litter and had to fight hard for everything from birth. It never bothered him, though. He may have been easily distracted, but he was honest, and truly believed that someday it'd be all worthwhile. Eaglewing curled up on a stone in his clan's territory, daydreaming while staring lazily up at the sky.
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Shadestride, a brown tabby tom from RiverClan with yellow eyes, lived with a horrible memory. His father had been attacked by a gang of four rogues, and he watched him die. He wanted to help, he tried to help, but he'd always been so afraid of conflict! The rogues laughed at him and gave him a scar down the side of his face that would always remind him of the incident when he saw his reflection. He was so cheerful as an apprentice, always a joker and revered by his peers for his knack for using the shadows as cover when hunting. He hadn't been the same since he failed to save his father's life, and as he laid beside the water in his clan's territory, he stared down at his refection and remembered. He had been a coward. How could he forgive himself?
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Scarletfang, a cinnamon and white tom from WindClan with blue eyes, stood scowling at the edge of his clan's territory. There was a she-cat in his clan he had a crush on, but no matter what he did, she didn't feel the same way. It was hopeless, and he knew it, but it didn't mean he was happy about it. He would've given her a happy life, if only she'd be his mate! Sure, he had a short temper, but it never went past being a little snippy, and he always apologized when he knew he was in the wrong. But he was loyal, and the same couldn't be said for some other toms out there. Growling and lashing his tail, Scarletfang hung his head and absently kicked a stone with his forepaw.
