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*Hello Vinny! What do you think, should I make another warrior? I already have two apprentices, one warrior and soon a kit as well. I feel like I should try and spark another surge of flooding.*

I might go with Vinny's suggestion, just because then I could have a cat close to Cadencepaw and Lioneyes!

Lion, since when do you fail? ;)

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Ravenfrost ran into the camp, panting slightly. He could tell the commotion had all but dissipated. Bounding over to Demonwhisper, he nuzzled her, and mewed,"Well, today didn't really go as planned, did it?" He smiled and pressed against her. Looking over at Jaywhisper, he took step back and mewed, a bit flustered." Hi, Jaywhisper." He had been so excited to get back to Demonwhisper, he began to wonder if he had interrupted something. Apologizing, he mewed," Sorry. Did I interrupt something."
Ravenfrost then remembered how Jaywhisper had acted around Aestival. He knew the tom felt a connection to the kit.
"Is Aestival OK?" Ravenfrost asked, hoping that the young kit was fine. Even if she did seem not to like him much.
Suddenly, the sweet scent of flowers filled the air, he looked around and saw Talonkit hopping on a pile of crushed petals. He wondered what the mischievous little kit was up to. Turning away, he looked again at Demonwhisper.
Nuzzling close, He knew he was a bit tuckered out from the days lengthy events, but he still wanted to enjoy the day with Demonwhisper, as he had previously planned.

*Doesn't know whats going on here anymore.*

*Waiting for Walt and Sita. Who I need to PM*

OOC: Oops. Well, I'll edit it a bit so it makes more sense! Sorry!

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[size=7pt]Ravenfrost9 : Raven[/size]
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[size=7pt] literate // Adv. [/size]
ღ [size=9pt]tímє zσnє ↴[/size]
[size=7pt]Central[/size]
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[size=7pt]I'm a banana![/size]

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[size=7pt] Silverpaw[/size]
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[size=7pt]She-cat[/size]
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[size=7pt] 13 moons [/size]
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[size=7pt] Apprentice[/size]
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[size=7pt] Violetgaze {mother} - Bronzewhisper {father}[/size]
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[size=7pt] Silverpaw has a graceful speckled silver pelt, scatter splotches of light black. She has heavy shoulders, odd for an Egyptian Mau, but they she strong muscles. Her think long legs are covered in her soft bright fur that covers her entire body. She has a light pink nose and a dark outlined maw. Her heavy paws hold thick sharp claws. Her tail is medium length and is constantly flicking back and forth. Her bright blue eyes look almost turquoise and are outlined by long soft lashes. She also has sleek silver fur coming up from her stomach to her chest, which is covered in thick fur. [/size]
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[size=7pt] Silverpaw is a very shy apprentice. She keeps quiet most of the time and when she does talk, it normally starts with a squeak. She can be very nervous and jittery around camp, but in the woods she feels calm and collected. Its the one place she feels she has peace of mind. She feels lonely most of the time and gets embarrassed quickly. She comes across very timid, but is kind and caring. The only cats she rally talks to are the kits and elders. The kits because they just seem so energetic and carefree, and the elders because she feels like they understand her the most. [/size]
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[size=7pt] Silverpaw likes the quiet woods the most, mainly because its the one place she feels calm. She likes being around the kits and elders out of any of the other cats. and She likes climbing trees.[/size]
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[size=7pt] She hates swimming. Its much to cold and the dampness of her fur ways her down and makes her feel like she is carrying an unspoken burden. She dislikes birds too. They spook her and they have to many feathers to eat. She also dislikes rain and storms, because the thunder makes her jump and the rain makes her feel depressed and alone. [/size]
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[size=7pt] Though quick and nimble, her biggest strength is her stamina. She can run for hours and not get tuckered out. She is also a very quick learner, making her a good apprentice. [/size]
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[size=7pt] She is fearful and often has to force herself not to flee in the face of battle. She is also very self conscious and tense most of the time, so by the end or the day she is almost always physically and mentally exhausted. [/size]

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[size=7pt] Silverpaw was the runt of her litter, and never really grow until she was almost an apprentice. Her littermates were mean and often teased her about her small size, which explains why she's so self conscious. Her littermates would also not let her play with them when they were kits and Silverkit was always lonely, sitting on the sidelines. When it came time for her apprentice ceremony, she had grown a lot, but was still quite small. She was so nervous about her apprentice ceremony that she felt sick. But she made it through with little to no embarrassment for herself.
When she started training, she grow even more and became bigger then most of the apprentices. Silverpaw really didn't care for this much, but at least every stopped calling her runt. As time went on she learned almost everything after trying it out herself, but again, this did little to help her self esteem. No matter what she did, no matter the amount of praise she got, she always looked down on herself, except for in the forest. It was so peaceful there, she could lose herself in it. She became an excellent hunter, spending so much time climbing trees and just being in the forest. Her night hunting was also very good. She became used to using her ears and nose over her eyes while hunting.
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silverpaw's bio.

Sageclaw's bio.

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Blump?whats that? a bloated blump? ;)

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Blump~ I like it!

And Lavenderstripe, your Image doesn't seem to have worked, Deary!

Tikki, whose your favorite Doctor? I personally like the Tenth! (Tenant, as I'm sure you knew) ;)

They are both really crazy, and thats what I love in the Doctor! I just think ten is a bit better, but I liked Eleven a lot at first! Especially when he was in Amylia's house. "Whats this?" "An Apple." Apples? Rubbish, I hate apples."

Padding from the cracked remains of the warriors den. He looked up at his leader, his eyes dull and showed clear signs of the sadness that enveloped him. Keeping to the edge, he watched as his leader leapt down from the pile of rubble to stand before Cinderpaw. He looked at the young cat and thought back to his own naming ceremony. He wasn't much older, just a few moons, and he knew that she must have such mixed feelings right now. Happiness? Sorrow? He wondered which was most prominent in the cats mind.
Giving his few a few gentle licks, he watched as Cinderpaw looked at there leader, waiting for her new name. Sageclaw was a little curious to what her new name would be. But his curiosity was drowned out by another wave of sorrow. Closing his eyes tightly, he took a deep breathe and relaxed.

Silverpaw woke with tears hardened on her face. Wiping them away with her paw, she heard her leaders call and padded out into the remains of camp. It looked like a bare skeleton of what it was before. Padding over toward the what was left of the nursery, she felt another tear escape her bright blue eyes.
Clawing the ground nervously, she looked at Cinderpaw. Wiping her tear away, she stared straight forward, looking at her leader. She new he would do everything he could to protect the clan from further hurt.

OOC: I'll finish later. sorry.

Freya scented the air carefully. She had just finished eating and licking her maw, she tasted the sweet blood of a mouse. She was still hungry, but thats what she expected after giving away her hard earned meal to those two rotting, flea bitten, wretched.
Grumbling to herself, she froze. Voices? She thought. Listening carefully she was certain now. Stalking low to the ground, she could tell that these were coming from healthy cats, who would put up much more of a fight if she attacked. She were discussing a kit. The thought made her stomach lurch and haunting memories flash before her.
Getting her bearings straight, she thought of what she should do. Maybe they could give her a place to sleep tonight. She didn't know if she wanted to spend another night out in the forest, awakening at the slightest sound. Freya could clearly see there was a gash in the mountainside. It was small, but looked as if it opened up. It'll be a safe place to sleep. Not that the nightmares let me get much of it anyway. She thought to herself. Laying down quietly, she decided that she would wait and approach when there were as few possible cats there before she would approach.

I think he likes Bananas. "They are an excellent source of potassium!" I remember his saying that.

And I think her is just crazy. I hope he like watermelon though! I love watermelon! :)

Honeykit looks adorable! I can't wait to see it finished!

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Username && Display Name: Ravenfrost9 : Raven
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Muse Level 7/10 on good days at least.
Time Zone Central
Other: The rogues are back. But will they survive?

Original Character:
Name: Gust
Age: 20 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Oracle
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Appearance: Gust has fiery, golden eyes, that seem to burn with untold power. Her blue-gray tabby pelt is groomed often and soft. She has broad shoulders for most Oracles and short, strong legs. She has a thick, stubby tail, covered in soft fur. The black streaks across her back look like dark ripples over water. she has she has a black nose, in strong contrast to her white maw. She has white paws that hide thick, gray claws.
Personality: Gust is typically very harsh, but if she likes the cat, she is very kind. She can silence almost every cat with a glance, even though her eyesight is poor. She is a very calm and collected cat, only ever trying to help those who are hurt. She rarely gets angry, but when she is, its never over something trivial. She takes a no-nonsense approach to healing others, and if they don't tread lightly, she won't be gentle.
History: Gust wanted to be a hunter, but her poor eyesight made her look weak and many thought of leaving her to die. When it was decided she would be the next Oracle, Gust resented it. But her mentor was kind and gentle and showed her that being an Oracle was just as much a blessing as much as a curse. Gust grew to love her mentor dearly. She was the only person who understand her so fully. When Her mentor died, Gust became the Oracle. She was sad that her mentor was gone, but she knew it was inevitable.
After being an Oracle for a week, she had begone to ease into her position. She used to rely so much on her mentor, and now when cats came for advice, she was the only one to give it. The rest of the rogues respected her, and she showed equal respect to them in return. Having been well trained, she became an excellent Oracle, and she finally became confident in her abilities.
Theme Song: Believe by Hollywood Undead.

Likes: Sleeping, peaceful days with little work besides gathering herbs, and journeys alone.
Dislikes: Nightmares, unnecessary battle, and hunger.
Strengths: She has a strong nose and is light on her paws. She also has excellent hearing.
Weaknesses: She is harsh to most of her patients, though can be very kind to cats she likes. She has bad eyesight, but her sense of hearing and smell help.
Fears: She fears seeing death. It scares her. She is afraid of fighting, But only because she can't fight.

Mentor: Torrent. (Deceased)
Apprentice: None yet.
Family: both her parents where killed by a mountain lion.
Mate: None.
Kits:none

I'll finish later.

Silverpaw struggled not to flinch away at Cedarpaw's touch. She looked down at him, and mewed, a tremor in her voice," I-I think so."
Suddenly, Silverpaws thoughts drifted to the peaceful forests that had always calmed her down. There gone now. She thought to herself. She would never be able to run through the peaceful forest or be calmed by the soothing stream. She brushed lightly against Cedarpaw, trying to both be reassuring and reassured.
She turned her thoughts back to the ceremony. This was the moment Cinderpaw was sure she had been waiting for for a long time. Cinderpaw was going to be a warrior. Trying to put on a smile for the she-cat, Silverpaw failed miserably. She couldn't find the strength to smile and her thoughts of the forest had made her even more sad.

*Not sure what to do with him.*