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[br][size=5]Cinuka[/size]
[size=4] of No Clan
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[br]Pelt: brown tabby with white
Eyes: gold
[br]I am a very long-furred tom with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and a limp of the right front leg. I'm lazy, taking any excuse to sleep in and avoid my duties, but I love family and care very much for young kits.
[br]I was born in Riverclan and kidnapped by rogues as a kit. I was then raised as a rogue and live as one now.
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Name: Emberthief
Age: 32 moons
Gender: Female
Personality: Emberthief is wild and fiesty, wanting to fight anything and everything she comes across. She will do most anything to get where she wants to be, including killing other cats. Impatience riddles her mind, making her lash out and criticize others at every twist and turn. The only creature she stays loyal with is her leader, Fangbite.
Appearance (Pictures Only Please!): 
Mate/Crush: Deep down, she cares very much for Fangbite
Kits: N/A
Has Your Cat Been A Kittypet?: No
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"Thank you, Fangbite," Emberthief returned with a dip of her head, flashing a smile.
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After just a brief moment, the red tabby raised her head to watch her new-found leader as her tail curled around her paws. Even before she had been permitted into this Clan, she had greatly respected the cat before her.
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Emberthief stood up at the gesture and padded after the tom to go hunting. Her nose isn't the strongest since it's been clawed numerous times, but she's confident enough to hunt.
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The she-cat followed the orders with little protest and split off to find some prey to catch. Amongst some dried grass, she managed to dispatch a toad to add to the pile.
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[br][size=5]Paintedpaw[/size]
[size=4] of RiverClan
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[br]Pelt: Tortoiseshell
Eyes: Yellow-green
[br]I am a long-legged tom with vivid eyes and backward-curling ears. I am a daydreamer and cannot concentrate long on anything, but I am loyal to the Warrior Code to the very end.
[br]I was attacked by a coyote once, but escaped.
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[br][size=5]Cometfoot[/size]
[size=4] of WindClan
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[br]Pelt: red tabby
Eyes: blue
[br]I am a long-legged she-cat with innocent-looking eyes and a stub of a tail. I cannot swim at all, but you will never find a more loyal friend than me.
[br]I was born into a group of evil rogues, and when I was four moons old, I escaped from them, after they tried to raise me to be evil.
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((Er, woops. I posted this in the wrong place. Sorry.))
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The tabby she-cat nearly lashed out at the cat who had bumped into her and knocked her catch from her mouth until she saw that it was Fangbite. Then she dipped her head slightly in apology and picked up the toad once more.
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Cometfoot squatted behind some brush, her icy blue eyes watching a rabbit between the branches. She was downwind of it--in the absolute perfect position to catch it--but just as she went to break cover to chase the prey down, the wind shifted so that she was instead upwind. Irritated, she growled low in her throat and sat up. That was the third rabbit she had missed today, and she was in dire of need of something--or perhaps someone--to calm her nerves.
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Emberthief was miffed at having the leader carry her catch, but she bit her tongue and merely followed after him.
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Emberthief waited until Fangbite had picked out his meal before padding up and picking out the toad she'd caught. As she almost always did, she only ate whatever she had caught.
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Cinuka lifted his muzzle to search for the scent of any nearby cats. He was on the hunt for a place to nest, and he didn't particularly want to run into anybody. Since he couldn't smell anything, he continued on, his uneven lope was easy and showed no hostility whatsoever. Not even when he caught the faintest scents of another cat.
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The light tabby she-cat sniffed after a moment and turned her head when she caught the scent of another cat. Her gaze easily found the source of the scent, a black tom just across the clearing.
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[size=0.7em]Paintedpaw mewed pitifully as he clung to the branch he'd managed to swim towards. It was lodged between some rocks, and the current swirling around him was just to strong for him to swim through.
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Lambfur noticed Paintedpaw and leapt into the water swimming toward him.
Paintedpaw heard the splash of a cat jumping into the water and turned to see them swimming towards him. Hope leaped in his chest, and he moved from the branch onto a rock to try to get closer.
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She flicked her ears a bit in embarrassment at the 'beautiful' comment and returned the greeting, "Hello. I'm Cometfoot--of WindClan."
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Her ears flattened back slightly when he said he was from ShadowClan. "I don't think you should be on WindClan territory, then," she said slowly because she didn't feel like letting this tom leave.
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Mistyfoot helped Paintedpaw
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Paintedpaw jumped when a cat bumped into the rock but relaxed when another cat saved them. When another cat came along to help him, he tried his best to help with the swimming.