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Name- Lostpaw (warrior name to be Lostheart)
Age- 8 moons
Rank- apprentice
Best quality- He is fiercely loyal and determined to prove himself.
Worst Quality- He is often quite and unpredictable. Not very sociable and almost cold in a way.
Appearance- Off-white tom with dark amber eyes.
Gender- Tom

Name- Oakpaw (warrior name to be Oakstorm)
Age- 8 moons
Rank- apprentice
Best quality- His tireless energy gives him great speed and stamina.
Worst quality- His is impatient and always restless.
Appearance- Reddish brown tom with green eyes.
Gender- Tom

Name- Sparkpaw (warrior name to be Sparksoul)
Age- 8 moons
Rank- apprentice
Best quality- Her calm attention toward what is going on around her. She has the markings to be a great warrior. Yet even so deep down she has a bright and sparkling persona that brings out the best in others.
Worst quality- She is too curious and bright sometimes for her own good.
Appearance- White she-cat with a large ginger patch on her back and bright amber eyes.

(all are related... litter mates)

Are you still in need of a Medicine Cat Apprentice? If so could I possible join one?

Name: Wheatpaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 6 moons (just made an apprentice)
Looks: Dusty brownish golden tabby with amber eyes. Longer fur on the tail and scruff, giving it an almost permanent tousled appearance. Belly and a splash on the face are paler and lighter than the rest of him.
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice (if you want/need one)
Mate: None
Crush: None

Name: Wheatbreeze
Rank: Medicine Cat
Gender: Tom
Crush: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Personality: Kind, loving, gentle
Looks: Dusty browning golden tabby with amber eyes. Fur is longer on the tail and around the scruff, giving it a constantly tousled look. The belly and a splash on the face is paler and lighter than the rest.
Age: 19 moons

Form
Name: Splashtail
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Age: 10 moons
Personality: Energetic, overconfident, sometimes a bit of a loud mouth, he tends to get on the nerves of others, namely his sister. Still that doesn't mean there is not a scrap of decency in him. His loyalty makes him a worthy warrior, even if he if a hot head.
Apperance: Burly and longish haired dark gray tom with a white tail, ear, and foreleg. He was amber eyes.
History:(Optional)
Crush/Mate: None
Kin/Kits: SilverPool (Sister)
Other: Waterbottle

Form
Name: Silverpool
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Age: 10 moons
Personality: She is the calmer and more quiet of the siblings. And don't let her appearance fool you. She is the one who keeps her brother in check despite seeming extremely gentle and kind.
Apperance: Pretty light silver tabby with light ice blue eyes, white belly, and white muzzle. Fur is shorter and sleeker than her brother's.
History:(Optional)
Crush/Mate: None
Kin/Kits: Splashtail (Brother)
Other: Waterbottle

WHOVIAN!!!!!! I AM DEFINITELY JOINING THIS CLAN!!!

Name: Fallenmoon (Can possibly go by Fall)
Age: 16 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Deputy
Powers: Time Travel)
Apperance:
personality; She is can be kind and understanding, much like the big sister you always wanted. In the same sense she can be the big sister you hate. She knows how to be firm and serious when the situation requires it. Working with DoctorStar as number two in charge, you have to have some spunk and be able to hold your own. She can be a strong leader to hold the Clan together when Doctorstar is away as well as able to handle being bossed around without any hard feelings.
Mentor/comapanion:
Fears: Failing to hold her own, being trapped in strange places, death, and snakes
strength: Resourceful
weakness: relationships and being alone
Crush: none
Mate: none
other: Bowties are cool, but I wonder, how do you get out custard stains?

Silverpool passed the yowling tom as she made her way to the pile of fresh kill, a damp silver fish hanging slack in her jaws. As she passed him, she brushed her tail against his mouth to silence him. Placing the fish at her feet, she turned back and mutter softly, "Your eye will have to wait. By the look of things it seems the Medicine Cat is aiding and child birth, which I am sorry to say is far worse than a thorn in the eye,"

Turning with a flick of her fluffy striped tail, Silverpool turned to resume hunting now that the medicine cat was there to take care of the situation. After all there were three more mouths to feed, which meant the queen would need to stay well-fed to give enough milk.

"No not at all," Silverpool meowed back before stopping to wait for Jaysong, tail twitching with slight inpatients.

Hello.

Off in the corner Wheatpaw sat watching.

Name - Jadepaw
Gender - Tom
Rank - Hopefully Medicine Cat Apprentice when he is old enough to be apprenticed
Looks (Or picture) - Snow white tom with a light ginger lower back, tail tip, left ear, nose patch, back left paw, and front right foreleg. His eyes are a lovely jade green. He looks fragile and almost kit-like with his small size and fuzzy fur, but surely he will grow out of it. His front shoulder is slightly offset from an injury recieved as a kit. He might be able to hunt and run okay enough, but if he were to get struck there during a fight it would definitely buckle and he would be nothing more than dead weight, an easy kill.
Moons - 5 Moons
Personality (NO MEET ME!) - Curious, slightly short tempered (when set off), understanding, and stern, but helpful. He is kind but it is hard to see behind his cold and prickly personality.
Mate/Crush - None
Kits - None
History - He was the son of a rouge and a kittypet. His mother, who was once a kittypet, tried to run away with her mate, but she was caught by the twolegs and taken home. She kitted there and had to watch as her kits were taken away. She decided to save the runt of the litter, and the only male, and bring him to her mate. When she dropped him from the fence to her mate, for a shock collar prevented her from leaving, her mate failed to catch the kit correctly, resulting in the kit bashing it's shoulder into the ground and dislocating it terribly. When the mate had assured the kittypet the kit was safe, he took off to try and hide the kit from its mother. So under the scraps of a jade plant dumped in the woods by the twolegs, the kit was abandoned. It was found by Cinderclan by luck and by the kits pitiful mewing being heard.
Other - Luckily the injury was when he was young so he might have a chance to at least heal enough to be able to do basic things without a major limp.

Wheatpaw watched the scene with sad eyes. He had just become an apprentice fresh out of the litter, so naturally he knew little of the other warriors. Even so he was still sad, as if infected by the disease of sorrow spreading through the camp.

Splashtail walked into the nursery then, in his jaws a plump vole. Dropping it, he regarded the queen and her kits with guarded interest. "You up for trying to eat or too tired?"

Jadekit gazed out of the Medicine Cat den, watching the ceremony with pricked ears. He had spent much of the time since he had been taken into the clan in that place, often surrounded by the wet earthy smell of the herbs.

Jadekit* Forgot to change the name from paw to kit. ^.^"

OOC: Yeah I joined a bit earlier and just got accepted before I posted that message.

Wheatpaw looked over to Wildclaw. "Ah well... I guess the moment is just getting to me... and it is kind of sad that she is dying before I can even have a chance to know her...." His voice quivered softly. This was his first time seeing another die. It was hard.

Wheatbreeze regarded his apprentice with a thoughtful look. The young cat was healthy so physical issues was obviously not the reason the apprentice has chosen to be a medicine cat apprentice. With that being said, he had to test the cat's resolve. It would only make a mess of things if halfway through the training Streampaw decided to change his mind and be a warrior.
"Why do you want to be a Medicine Cat," he ventured at last, keeping his tone light.

Jadekit looked back at the leader, cocking his head to the side as if to ask 'Why?' After all in many ways it would have been easier if the kit had just been left to die. Cinderstar was just making more work for himself by accepting the strange kit, one that would probably never make a fine warrior, into his home. There was no advantage in that. So why? But the kit didn't voice his confusion, partially from fear of being rude, but mainly from fear of what the answer would be.