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[size=8]I have Mousekit, she's 6 moons, and needs a mentor in Windclan. Is Foxfoot still available? :>
Character Name: Mousekit
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Windclan
Rank: Kit
Appearance: A small brown tabby she-cat with pale blue eyes.
Personality: Mousekit is sweet and spicy. She talks to herself, talks to rocks and loves to have adventures.
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[size=1]Longpaw, my advanced approved apprentice needs a mentor! He's 10 moons old, gray and white with amber eyes. He's involved in a somewhat type of plot that has him fighting a Thunderclan apprentice and then falling in love with her. But the mentor will not find out about her, if they end up mates - Longpaw will find ways to keep up appearances. At any rate, I'm hoping for someone literate to train with him. I'm open to mentor/apprentice type plots, too!
His bio.
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[size=1]Age - 10 moons
Gender - Tom
Alliance - Shadowclan
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He has dark gray fur with clean white markings. His paws are unevenly socked, and his face holds a mask of white, with a locket and underbelly of milk. Longpaw has plush fur, he cleans it a lot and balds in some spots around his paws. His tail is very long, with a tip of white on it. Longpaw's name is apt, with long claws, long tail and long whiskers. However, his claws break easily and are weak for their longer size. He has larger ears as well, one is white and the other is a dark gray. Longpaw is muscled and sleek, from his moons of apprentice training - he's growing into a large well-built tom.[/size][/justify]
[justify][size=1][size=15pt]L[/size]ongpaw is his own bundle of crazy. He has a hard time with his life in Shadowclan, from agoraphobia and mysophobia to his inability to leave because of loyalty. Longpaw works hard for his clan and clanmates. However, Shadowclan or not, if you gain his respect and friendship. You will have a friend for life. He is easily swayed towards hate and like, but Shadowclan is generally in his good graces. Longpaw is afraid of being alone, and will never stray far from his clan. He believes highly in the Warrior Code and Starclan. It's hard to get passed his shields, but he will defend any who take the time to beat down his walls.
He wants to be a brave warrior or well-known leader. Though he knows it's near impossible with his phobias. Longpaw is loud and opinionated, but knows when to hold his tongue. Except in the presence of other clans. Since he only really respects his clan and his leader, other clans don't get to hear him shut up and play nice. Longpaw doesn't like kits, but would love his own kits. He has no current interest in taking a mate, but he's sure it would be in Shadowclan if he did.
likes - being clean, Shadowclan, fighting, hunting, working, being healthy.
dislikes - being dirty, other clans, failing at anything, stupidity, most everything.
strengths - build, loyalty, intelligence.
weaknesses - weak claws, agoraphobic, mysophobic, hard time making and maintaining relationships. [/size][/justify]
[justify][size=1][size=15pt]I[/size]t always starts with a tragic end. Mousefoot and Icewhisker were very normal warriors. They kept to themselves and stayed out of the way. They were loyal Shadowclan warriors. However, when they grew to like each other, Mousefoot was feeling trapped. He left Shadowclan, growing weary of his clan life. Icewhisker learned she was expecting his kits, but she couldn't find him. She had the kits and gave them to another queen. She went back to her warrior duties. Her three kits were raised by a couple of queens. Icewhisker was on a patrol when a dirty, injured rogue was found. She was stressed out and she attacked the rogue. Her patrol joined in and when they jumped off, the tom was near death. With his last breath he said Icewhisker's name. She fell into a deep depression when she realized it was her own Mousefoot. She left Shadowclan and was never heard from again.
That left the tragic kits in the paws on a couple of queens. Longkit and his sister, Olivekit were taken care of by one and Blackkit was taken care of by another one. When they became apprentices, Olivepaw and Blackpaw went off to find their mother. Olivepaw disappeared, and to this day it's unknown if she's alive or not. Blackpaw was killed by a couple of rogues. Longpaw considered the queen that raised him to be his real mother, and disowned Olivepaw and Blackpaw for deserting Shadowclan. He has been training hard to be a great warrior.[/justify]
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[justify][size=1][color=lightgray]His paws moved swiftly over the marshy land. The soft looking apprentice was queasy, his white paws were covered in mud. Mud! For the life of him, he didn't know why he was forced to live in such horrid conditions. His phobia of germs had begun young and he'd not known life without the feeling of horror at being covered in unknown blood, dirt or touching unknown cats. He was easier to be around by those that actually spent time with him. He at least knew what they mostly did, and he was able to push out curiosity for any dirt they had on themselves. Longpaw stopped again, cleaning his front paws, one by one. Pale eyes wide with disgust, he hated being out here in the marsh - but at least the Thunderpath provided freedom of dirt. Even with the monsters on it. The Shadowclan apprentice sped up, until he reached the Thunderpath. His pale eyes surveying the road and the Thunderclan border. He was jealous of the lack of mud and swampy land, but he was severely loyal to his clan. Even the temptations of cleanliness could not make him revoke his Shadowclan life.
[color=black]"Stupid marsh..." He hissed, cleaning his paws on the dry land that ran up to the Thunderpath. It was a worthless gesture, the mud would cake on his pelt again - it always did. But he couldn't sit there feeling gross. He really should be hunting, but the Shadowclan apprentice wanted to wait a moment, before he slipped deeper into the territory, to hunt frogs and other swamp creatures. With his paws clean, he moved onto the rest of his pelt, taking his time to get every area of his fur. A nod was given to a Shadowclan patrol that walked by, though they didn't question him. Why would they? Longpaw never had any issues with other clans, he was a model apprentice. There were clouds, and he hoped it would rain - the rain helped keep him clean. Though it did bring more mud, it was good for a little bit.
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Welcome aboard! :) -added- Though, she can't be born and raised in Heronclan, sorry - Cranestar only made the clan 4 moons ago.
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Cranestar led Brindlepaw outside of the camp. His clan was growing fast, it would need warriors faster than ever. Though he wouldn't dream of rushing a kit's training. Green eyes watched the young she-cat quietly. "Alright, I want you to attack me, Brindlepaw." He knew nothing of training cats, but he was going to try.
Back at camp, Foxtail was stretching out. He had nothing to do right now. But he knew to leave the camp wholly unguarded would be a mistake. Otherwise, he would have been trying to hunt. He padded passed Mapletree and Soaringwinds, a nod of greeting to them both. Amber eyes on a she-cat warrior. "How are you, Irislake?" He asked, settling nearby her.
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Ah, no worries. xD Thanks anyway~
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Yup, nothing wrong about that. x3
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Please read and post here, if interested.
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Please read and post here, if interested.
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I'm confused, is she a fox or a snow leopard? If she's a snow leopard, sorry, but Alala's the only one getting a out of species mate.
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Alright, I'll wait for more people to apply. ^^
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Cranestar smiled as Brindlepaw leaped at him. She was much too obvious, and he was able to step aside easily. But that was why he was training her. "Alright, I want you to crouch down low, unsheath your claws and leap onto my back." He instructed, staying still as he waited for Brindlepaw to move.
Foxtail smiled at Irislake, he was always friendly. "Just peachy. I wish I could get out of camp, though." He said with a laugh, but he wasn't so keen on leaving Heronclan unguarded.
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I'd add him, but his name needs to be nature orientated, sorry. Unless I'm just being mistaken, but I'm not sure with Tio Dared is. o.o
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Heronkit was laughing, until a shadow fell on them. She looked up to see another Windclan warrior, who was suggesting Heronkit go back to the nursery. The silver tabby lowered down, looking to Bearcloud as the other warrior walked off.
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OOC: Not responding faster. xD
IC:
Pan shook his head, looking back at Al. "My sister and I stay away from skulks." He said, shrugging.
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[size=1]Longpaw shivered with fear, he was glad no one was here to see him. he watched the sparrow flying off with annoyance. The apprentice was almost tempted to run after it, but he held himself in place. Though he crouched low when he saw a calico she-cat trying her luck at the bird. He watched with intrigue, at least she could hunt - she'd missed it too, but she had the right technique. The meaner part of his mind said that it was good, because Thunderclan's only use for her would be hunting. But he held his tongue, low to the ground as he watched the Thunderclan she-cat, amber eyes alight with suspicion.
The gray and white apprentice frowned as she laid down under a tree. He threw his shoulders back, checked the traffic and made his way silently across. Though Longpaw cleaned his paws briefly, he started towards the she-cat again. If she didn't wake up, he would stand next to her for a moment. [color=black]"Side effects of losing your intended prey include, but are not limited to, drowsiness and embarrassment." He said loudly, prodding her with a paw. This was all for his own amusement. He would be sorely beaten if he was found by a Thunderclan patrol. But Longpaw wanted to prove he wasn't afraid of them. Even if he lost his life doing so.
OOC: He's a butt. xD
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OOC: Brindlepaw, reply here.
Foxtail frowned lightly. "I'd rather I stayed here. Heronclan is new, Cranestar was born a loner or outsider like all of us. He doesn't understand what it takes to lead a clan. Us warriors need to pick up the slack where he falls behind." The warrior explained his position to Irislake, a friendly nose bump as he looked around the camp, noting Mistbreathe.
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Cranestar smiled, a bit pained as the apprentice landed on him. But he was glad she got it. "I'm going to start rolling over, before my side hits the ground, I want you to jump off. Got it?" Once he got an affirmative, he would start to slowly tip to the side and eventually drop to his side, like a felled tree.
OOC: Thanks Darkness~
