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Character Name: Silverswan

Character Age: Silverswan is 2 years old in "Twoleg" calculation,which means shes 25 moons old.

Gender:Female

Alliance: Thunderclan/Riverclan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Silverswan is a long-haired enticing silver-ish gray tabby cat with tufted ears,and and a long flowing tail with tabby stripes.She has a beatific narrow face which draws attention to her green-gray eyes.Her nose is striking pink and around her eyes is a darker shade of gray when the sunlight hits her face.If you look closely at her fur it has smaller black dots hidden inside her gray fur.Her claws are short and stubby which makes her perfect for swimming.She has no water sleek fur but more of a Thunderclan long ruffled forest fur.She has a long scar across her left inner thigh,from getting clipped by a car.Her eyes also change when she is mood,green could be happy or excited,or blue could be sad or depressed.It usually goes by weather most of the time.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):Silverswan is highly respected counting her close relationship with Starclan,she gets very embarrassed when Riverclan cats ask her to swim to demonstrate to young apprentices or kits,when in reality she can't swim at all from her Thunderclan genes.She is wise to ask questions from since she always thinks of something to determine the young ones that in the end she was right and usually their problem gets fixed.She also has a tendency to correct herself from anything it gets a bit annoying to cats who don't know her as well,but usually they get used to it.
---Likes (at least 3):Silverswan loves everything to do kits!Its like some-what of her hobby to play with them,usually sharing tongues with Starclan is her favorite thing to do at night even if its bad or good.The last thing she really likes to do is hunt for her clan,it kills her to see them hungry,she will even go out to hunt when she is injured just to do it for her clanmates.
--- Dislikes (at least 3):She absolutely HATES the Darkforest cats{like any other cat who hates them..}She dislikes cleaning the elders den now that she is a warrior,but she still respects her orders.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5):She really doesn't have strengths,her only strengths are the will power of Starclan and the growth of her clan.
---Weaknesses (At least 3):Silverswan can kinda well be hypocritical sometimes without realizing sometimes,cats can break her if a clanmate is in danger,and most of the time she is a neat freak.

History (8 or more sentences):Silverswan was born in Thunderclan in late Greenleaf a terrible storm that nearly nearly killed all the cats in the clan,this happened as her mother gave birth to her.The storm was so bad it made her siblings{Leechkit and Lunarkit}sick and they died,no cat could go outside to help them so her mother risked her life and killed herself trying to get what she needed for her only kit,Silverkit.
She wailed there for a whole hour waiting for her mother to come back,the only cat that knew her mother's secret of loving a Riverclan tom was named Fallenpetals.The light gray tabby took her out into the storm and wen't to his clan's camp,she reviled the kit saying it couldn't be helped and was giving it to the.They accepted and took her in,but before Fallenpetals left she had told Ravensplash,Silverswan's father,her father knew it had to been his daughter,noticing the gray color from his dead mate.
From then on she hadn't known she was Thunderclan until her father told her at his deathbed.She was stunned and left Riverclan coming home to Thunderclan were Fallenpetals took her in as her daughter.
She spends her time now as a warrior to Thunderclan and Riverclan.As she was hunting on the first day on Thunderlcan border of Shadowclan she saw a black stubby kit walk onto the path way,it looked nearly 3 moons old!A "monster" was coming fast and when she raced into save it she got clipped by the "monster" but saved the kit.She was saved by a Shadowclan warrior Runningstreams and she had healed her,the kit was taken home and she returned to her clan as well.She still has an aching pain in her leg if she goes to fast.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Silverswan woke yawning woke to light gazing down on her fur making it shone silver.She stretched her mouth open in a wide yawn teeth glinting,she sat up and looked around.All out on patrols and hunting.. she thought with a sigh.Her new life in Thunderclan was much different than Riverclan,the smell of pine and forest leaves drew out memory's of the storm and her mother.The she-cat that risked her life for her.The dreams she had when she was a kit when Fallenpetal took her to her father was so vivid she thought when she woke she had actually been in that terrifying storm.She drew a tongue on her soft plump belly fur and looked up at the sky through the roof den,she closed her eyes and murmured a 'thank you' to the sky.
Sighing she stood up and jostled out of the den,it was new for her to be in this soft moss den.She looked around missing the smell of water and fish,my life is HERE! She snarled to herself and nodded agreeing to her anxious feelings,Its my home now.. she stood up and made her way to the clearing where kits tussled around pawing each other,or trying to catch one and other.
She purred smirking thinking about when she was a kit.She sighed again for the last time before going to the fresh-kill pile and picking up a round Magpie.She took it by the wing and settled down,her tongue faintly brushed against the feathers making her wrinkle her nose.Shrugging she bit it feathery taste and delicious flavor it some what mixed.She finished in no time before a cat called her to join a patrol.Nodding she headed over,her ears pinned back when she wen't through the barrier.

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Angelireland wrote:

Character Name:Angel McEndree

Character Age:three moons

Gender:Female

Alliance:Kittypet

Rank:kit

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Angel has a shiny,fluffy snow-white pelt that looked as if it was glowing when in sunlight. She has dark blue eyes and an extremely short tail.Her turquoise kittypet
collar dangles around her neck with a golden tag on it that says,"Angel McEndree. If lost please call this number," with a phone number on it. She usually has soil or mud on her paws,an effect of horseplay outside. Her pelt is also usually ragged and shaggy because of her jumping around and adventuring.Angel is also remarkably small because of being the runt of the litter.She always has big huge bright eyes and never frowns unless something is really bothering her,which does not happen often.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):Angel is very bouncy and adventurous. She never likes to stay in one place at a time and she's always talking.She loves to climb the tree in her front yard and roll around with her favorite ball of yarn. She's very nice and caring, but sometimes she can get a little bit annoying. She loves to dig up newly cut patches of grass with her claws and take a tumble in the mud.When she gets angry she can be as dangerous as a wolf. She also has a tiny voice that squeaks a lot when she talks.
---Likes (at least 3):She loves to eat meow mix,sit on the white fence in her yard and stare out at the forest. She also likes to get dirty and pounce of creatures in her yard,even though she nevercatches them.
--- Dislikes (at least 3):She hates flies and thinks that they are very annoying. She doesn't like darkness, because she is afraid of the dark. She doesnt like baths because she loves to get dirty.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5):She's good at dodging attacks,She's also very fast,and she is very sneaky.
---Weaknesses (At least 3):She is not good at catching prey,she get's lost easily,and she's not very powerful with attacks. She also very bad at climbing trees.

History (8 or more sentences):When Angel was born she was taken away from her mother too soon, so she is very tiny.She got sold to an teenager,who she drove crazy. So she was sold again and again. She finally found her owner,a 13 year old boy. She was born with a short tail, and her brother's and sisters teased her about. She once leaped off the roof,believing she could fly. The effect of that was a broken paw,that healed very quickly. She just lived a normal kittypet life,always on her white fence staring out at the forest.She had never got in before and eager to try one day.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):Angel was in her front yard, rolling her favorite ball of yarn between her two paws. She was a white she-cat kitten with dark blue eyes and a surprisingly short tail. Her white pelt was layered with mud and soil,but she didn't care. The sunlight streamed through the tall, green trees and shined on her pelt. Even through the dirt on her pelt, it still shined beautifully. She heard a noise coming from the forest on the other side and tilted her head. She leaped up from her spot on the grass and onto the white fence. It was a cat howling. Probably one of those, "wild cats," her mother had told her about when she was younger. "One day...," She vowed to herself,"I'll go in there..one day." The leaped down and curled up in a ball on the grass. The only object dividing the two worlds was a white picked fence.

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Seren ♥ wrote:

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Character Name: Pyrite

Character Age: Unborn

Gender: Male

Alliance: Vehemence

Rank: Kit

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Pyrite is a thick set tom cat his wide hips and shoulders making him appear strong, helping him to win over weak she cats easier. He has beautiful dark chocolaty stripes on his fore legs and hind legs they swirl around the leg like a beautiful spiral. His blue eyes being so pale make most lean closer just to glean their true colour. His beautiful tabby face is very handsome with a strong chin like his father, forehead markings beautiful and fascinating. His tail is long nearly always swaying gently as he stands mesmerising any watching it, the previously mention chocolate swirls circle his cinnamon tail ending in a white tapered tip. He has large masculine paws hiding deadly sharp curved claws. Teeth wonderfully formed fitting into his jaw just nicely, the plaque barely visible as he is rare to smile with an open maw.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
Pyrite being as handsome as he is, uses this to his advantage. He tries to please all the she's he can, for his own pleasure of course. Tricking them into giving him what he wants, be it attention or a piece of fresh kill maybe even kits. He especially tries to get his sneaky claws into the clans high position cats, the Queen Trill is who he focuses on most, she's not pretty so other toms seem to ignore her but not this clever snake, he swoons and looks away at the right times to fool the she into wanting him. He loves swimming, pretty sure this is because most other cats won't so he wants to seem special and his strong legs help him do this, he can cope with most strong currents being that his mentor literally threw him in the deep end on his first training day and he refused to be helped out to prove himself to the other warriors. Very headstrong is how I would describe Pyrite, that beautiful face is hiding an ugly opinionated mind. If he doesn't like something everyone will know about it. This sneaky boy isn't afraid to upset the others, he does pay mind to the cat's that rank above him but they are the only ones that escape his scrutiny.

---Likes (at least 3):

Winning!; Be it at hunting, a race, a she cat's affection. He has to win.
Adoration; If he isn't being adored his day isn't complete.
Water; Unlike most cat's he adores getting wet.

--- Dislikes (at least 3):

Other Tom cat's; Just competition.
Unkempt Pelt; If his pelt is untidy he cannot be seen!
Disrespect; Be it from a kit or Elder, he hates disrespect even if it isn't directed at him.

---Strengths (No MORE than 5):

Ability to swim. Ability to get what he wants.

---Weaknesses (At least 3):

Pride, temper, vanity and jealousy.

History (8 or more sentences):

Pyrite was born into Vehemence his mother a beautiful Calico and his father a handsome tabby. They were very loved litter, being adorable helped. Born on a mid-summer night it couldn't have been more perfect, the setting sun the gentle breeze. Obviously the gods had blessed Pyrite with this weather. His parent's Ekko and Titan had shared a secret romance and she was pregnant with the kits before their leader Ember had announced them as mates. She wasn't far enough to be spotted by anyone uneducated in those ways but to those who were, it couldn't be more obvious. He was born in a rather large litter of six kittens so there was always a battle for the comfiest place to feed and attention from mother and father. Pyrite tended to follow his father around and pick up on the cocky cat's characteristics and 'charms'. Pyrite was quite close to Flare, the clans Reader. She was like a mother hen and doted on him when he was a kit, so maybe she is to blame for his behaviour and thinking that he is the best cat ever to grace Vehemence. Pyrite was always very respectful of Ember and would do anything for him, often searching him out to see if there was anyway he could please the leader and get into his good books so he could spend time with Trill, the heir to the leadership of Vehemence.

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aliforever331 wrote:

Character Name: Zepar

Character Age: 14 Moons

Gender:Male

Alliance:Loner

Rank:NA

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Zepar is a fairly well looking cat, always kept clean. His left eye is blue like the ocean with a tinge of gray, while his right is silver like the moon with a tinge of blue. Both eyes are always serious and slitted, with his left eye having a white line of fur beneath it. The majority of his body is black with another line of white running up the length of his back. Though he is slender his appearance is anything but weak. His arms and legs are muscled from years of running and hunting. Likewise, Zepar's claws are pointed and almost always out and ready to attack. He has a long tail with a silver tip.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Zepar usually seems void of emotions unless it's anger or frustration. It's extremely hard to tell what he is thinking because he's so good at keeping himself composed. Don't let that fool you though, Zepar's been through his share of emotionally scarring events. He struggles with dealing with those daily, and for that reason considers himself weak. It is a struggle for him not to fall into self loathing which is when he is at his lowest point. The cat is cruel to those who cross him, so it's best to stay far away unless you're willing to take a chance. Though he's never killed anyone he has been close several times. Tending to stay distant from other cats, it's hard for him to settle down into any clans. A lot of work is needed to get close to this cat, but he does protect those he cares about. His nature is very dark but Zepar has a good heart buried away somewhere...it just takes a lot of work to bring it out.
---Likes (at least 3): Zepar likes the color black; he enjoys a good fight; and being around cats who he deems sensible
--- Dislikes (at least 3): He dislikes ignorance; weakness; seeing sad cats; and feeling helpless.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): His strengths are the speed that aids him in offensive and defensive tasks; his wits which prevent him from getting into bad situations, and help him get out of them whenever he does fall into them; and his ability to hunt and track others.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Zepar's weaknesses are that his bravery can get out of hand and lead to stupidity (overpowering his wits); he isn't good at reading other people's emotions; and that he is not physically strong.

History (8 or more sentences):Zepar was orphaned as a child. For some reason both of his parents abandoned him and no one was willing to take him in permanently. This forced him to mature faster and to learn how to defend himself. He swiftly learned which fights were worth fighting and which ones he should keep his nose out of. One of his temporary guardians, Omi, eventually decided it was time he started going by a name. The name he picked was Zepar (after the demon) due to his heartless nature, and stunning demon-like appearance. Not long after that the young cat started to travel. He grew accustomed to the stares that resided wherever he went and grew ashamed of himself. Often times he would journey to the outskirts of a town to listen to the winds dance and play, and then he felt most at peace surprisingly. He always wondered why it was that his parents had abandoned him, like most other orphans did. The choking sorrow he felt towards them changed into bitterness. He became ruthless and was often banned from clans by their leaders. He learned to take control of his rage as the moons passed but his antisocial nature remained.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): It was a late night and the moon was pacing its slow journey across the starlit sky. It seemed to Zepar that these cold nights lasted much too longer than the days of adventure. It was during these kinds of nights that his loneliness sank into his chest and took a hold of him. When he remembered the faces of every cat he'd ever met and wondered if anyone ever met him. He was foolish for thinking such thoughts but he couldn't help himself. It was as if his thoughts had a mind of their own. He growled softly to himself and padded along the moonlit pathway. The leaves beneath his paws had been matted down from the other travelers that used it before. The wind was blowing in his face, but that was just the way he liked it.

His fur swiveled around his face and his tail swished in the breeze. It's so quiet out here...The only company here are the wretched birds. As if on cue, a bird with wings stretching from east to west flew overhead. He hissed and continued walking with his eyes set forward like a predator. What a lonesome life this is... The sound of his own steps kept him company while he found a safe resting place. Hidden in the nook of an abandoned tree he curled up and rested his head on his paws. The stars and the clouds watched as he slowly fell asleep.

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Bonescythe wrote:

Character Name:Sirentail

Character Age:16 moons

Gender:she-cat

Alliance:Shadowclan

Rank:warrior

Appearance (6 or more sentences):A silver she-cat with marbled tabby markings.Her blue eyes,icy cold.She has a torn right ear,along with a scar on her leg.Along with those scars,she has one scar over her left eye.Speaking of her eye,she's also blind in the left.Sirentail is def in the right,too.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):She's very shy and feels terrible when people talk about her scars.If you talk about her scars she gets very angry,but its just because she's nervous.Mostly she's energetic and very talkitive towards nice cats.She's very friendly and can keep a great secret.Sirentail gets very silent when people talk about her.She can even be aggresive if need be.
---Likes (at least 3):frogs,hunting,and friends
--- Dislikes (at least 3):water,fights and heights
---Strengths (No MORE than 5):hunting,stalking and being quiet
---Weaknesses (At least 3):swiming,heights,and hot weather

History (8 or more sentences):Sirential was always bothered as a kit.other kits made fun of her and didn't play with her.She felt terrible and lived most of her kithood in silence.She would sit in her certain tree which she called her bird tree and miss her apprenticehood.The only reason she passed was because she practiced alone.No one knew about her tree and no one does today either.She made one friend and only one friend.She never talked to anyone,not even her mother and father.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):Sirentail sneaked out of camp,looking for any cats who would talk to her.She bolted out,racing to her tree.Once out of sight,she climbed her tree to the very top.She rested herself on her long branch,smiling.She took out a crow from a hole in the tree she kept prey in.She feasted on it,remembering the code.She threw and started to cry.She sobbed for a while then slowly climbed down.As she got to the bottom,she heard,"Hello Sirentail."She froze and turned around,very scared.

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☾~∂αωηs ℓιgнт ~☀ wrote:

Character Name:Elias

Character Age:1 moon

Gender:female

Alliance:The Auburn Pack *FOX RP*

Rank:Cub

Appearance (6 or more sentences):Brownish/orange fur that can apear as a rusty color. Her fur is also very long and thick that makes hot summers but very comfortable winters. Even in summer, when her fur sheds, it keeps a longer length then most of the foxes in the pack. Her best feature is her brown eyes. They are very round and distinct, but as she gets older they will become more narrow. Her ears aren't so pointy and more round, which is partly due to the amount of fur.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
Elias is very mature for her age and understands the ways of their pack better then most cubs. However at times she can be a little mischevious, but usually that is due to her brother'a encouragement. She is not one to show off but hates when foxes underestimate her. As they normally do. She is very loyal to her pack and Aurora (female alpha) even sees her becoming female alpha in the future. However the thought never even enters Elias's mind. Her eyes are focused on becoming a hunter. And she even watches the older cubs being trained for hunting so she learns some crouches. Even though she knows that is against her destiny.
---Likes (at least 3): She loves; soft things (including foxes tails), anything pretty really. She pays attention to the beautiful things unlike other foxes, she also loves climbing almost anything, but there meadow contains lots of rocks so she spends her time jumping from rock to rock when she is bored.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Ignorance, when foxes judge one another, water, because of her long fur.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Because of all her practice with jumping and climbing she has strong legs. She is able to not be blinded by anger when it is time for her to judge people.
---Weaknesses (At least 3):She has a deformed paw that never regained its shape after birth so it causes her to walk funny. Her eye for beautiful things can blind her to whats important. And her relation ship with her father causes her to have a low opinion of males.

History (8 or more sentences): When she was born her father noticed she had a deformed paw. The caretaker said that it would go back to shape after a while, however it never did. Her father deemed it as bad luck since she would never become a hunter like him. After that her parents began a big fight which edventually ended them being mates and he also apandoning Elias. After that her mother fell into a deep depresion over him while her father moved on. Even though Elias was young she understood every thing about what happened. Unlike other cubs would. However it still left her scarred for life. But it also made her stronger.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):Elias padded out from under her hiding spot, a root from a tree that hiked up leaving a small cave that only she could fit into. The sunlight burned on her fur causing sweat to clump it together. She caught eye of a pale orange fluff, a soft confection for her to dig her soft mouth on. Her head poked out grabbing the fluff. The fluff recoiled and Elias was met with the eyes of a very unforgiving fox. Scared of her punishment for being rude she hid back into her hiding spot. "Elias, come out of there." Astrid said with a sigh, annoyed by her gesture. Releaf swam over the fear that went threw her when she recognized Astrid's voice. She popped out, apologized to Astrid and ran off to her brother, Wolfe.

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aliforever331 wrote:

Character Name: Zepar

Character Age: 14 Moons

Gender: Male

Alliance: Loner

Rank: NA

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Zepar is a fairly well looking cat, always kept clean. His left eye is blue like the ocean with a tinge of gray, while his right is silver like the moon with a tinge of blue. Both eyes are always serious and slitted, with his left eye having a white line of fur beneath it. The majority of his body is black with another line of white running up the length of his back. Though he is slender his appearance is anything but weak. His arms and legs are muscled from years of running and hunting. Likewise, Zepar's claws are pointed and almost always out and ready to attack. He has a long tail with a silver tip.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Zepar usually seems void of emotions unless it's anger or frustration. It's extremely hard to tell what he is thinking because he's so good at keeping himself composed. Don't let that fool you though, Zepar's been through his share of emotionally scarring events. He struggles with dealing with those daily, and for that reason considers himself weak. It is a struggle for him not to fall into self loathing which is when he is at his lowest point. The cat is cruel to those who cross him, so it's best to stay far away unless you're willing to take a chance. Though he's never killed anyone he has been close several times. Tending to stay distant from other cats, it's hard for him to settle down into any clans. A lot of work is needed to get close to this cat, but he does protect those he cares about. His nature is very dark but Zepar has a good heart buried away somewhere...it just takes a lot of work to bring it out.
---Likes (at least 3): Zepar likes the color black; he enjoys a good fight; and being around cats who he deems sensible
--- Dislikes (at least 3): He dislikes ignorance; weakness; seeing sad cats; and feeling helpless.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): His strengths are the speed that aids him in offensive and defensive tasks; his wits which prevent him from getting into bad situations, and help him get out of them whenever he does fall into them; and his ability to hunt and track others.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Zepar's weaknesses are that his bravery can get out of hand and lead to stupidity (overpowering his wits); he isn't good at reading other people's emotions; and that he is not physically strong.

History (8 or more sentences): Zepar was orphaned as a child. For some reason both of his parents abandoned him and no one was willing to take him in permanently. This forced him to mature faster and to learn how to defend himself. He swiftly learned which fights were worth fighting and which ones he should keep his nose out of. One of his temporary guardians, Omi, eventually decided it was time he started going by a name. The name he picked was Zepar (after the demon) due to his heartless nature, and stunning demon-like appearance. Not long after that the young cat started to travel. He grew accustomed to the stares that resided wherever he went and grew ashamed of himself. Often times he would journey to the outskirts of a town to listen to the winds dance and play, and then he felt most at peace surprisingly. He always wondered why it was that his parents had abandoned him, like most other orphans did. The choking sorrow he felt towards them changed into bitterness. He became ruthless and was often banned from clans by their leaders. He learned to take control of his rage as the moons passed but his antisocial nature remained.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): It was a late night and the moon was pacing its slow journey across the starlit sky. It seemed to Zepar that these cold nights lasted much too longer than the days of adventure. It was during these kinds of nights that his loneliness sank into his chest and took a hold of him. When he remembered the faces of every cat he'd ever met and wondered if anyone ever met him. He was foolish for thinking such thoughts but he couldn't help himself. It was as if his thoughts had a mind of their own. He growled softly to himself and padded along the moonlit pathway. The leaves beneath his paws had been matted down from the other travelers that used it before. The wind was blowing in his face, but that was just the way he liked it.

His fur swiveled around his face and his tail swished in the breeze. It's so quiet out here...The only company here are the wretched birds. As if on cue, a bird with wings stretching from east to west flew overhead. He hissed and continued walking with his eyes set forward like a predator. What a lonesome life this is... The sound of his own steps kept him company while he found a safe resting place. Hidden in the nook of an abandoned tree he curled up and rested his head on his paws. The stars and the clouds watched as he slowly fell asleep.

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