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[br][size=5]Bristle[/size]
[size=4] of No Clan
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[br]Pelt: Chocolate tabby and white
Eyes: Hazel
[br]I am a long furred tom with mellow eyes and forward-folded ears. I am a daydreamer and cannot concentrate long on anything, but I never tell a lie.
[br]My parents were killed by a pack of dogs.
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Bristle padded through the trees. He scented the air. Cats? he thought. There's never been any sign of cats here before... he mused. He crept forward and stopped in his tracks as he spotted Peace. Hello beautiful! he exclaimed to himself. "Hello," he mewed to her. He looked at the other cats around them.
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[br][size=5]Bloomfur[/size]
[size=4] of WindClan
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[br]Pelt: blue tabby
Eyes: blue
[br]I am a medium-length coated she-cat with exotic-looking eyes and a slender build. I am deathly afraid of water, but I love family and care very much for kits.
[br]My best friend mysteriously vanished.
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Bloomfur crept out of her nest in Windclan's warrior den. She raced through the grass, her tail streaming out behind her.
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Bloomfur bounded across the Thunderclan border, nearly crashing into Greyheart. "Oh," she puffed. "I. I didn't see you there." She looked around and hoped that he couldn't smeel her windclan scent.
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Bristle followed. "And I'm Bristle."
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"Uh oh.." she muttered, as she scented another Thunderclan cat coming their way. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize I'd crossed the border," she said hastily. She looked around her, hoping they would forgive and let her leave without any problems. I wish I could have gotten to know him... she sighed to herself, looking at Greyheart.
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"I'm sorry," she mewed again. "I.. I didn't mean to." She looked at Greyheart. Her eyes seemed to say meet me farther down the border? She narrowed her eyes at Tornletter and retreated to her side of the border. "If looks could kill," she hissed at him. She flicked her tail dismissively and started to pad along the edge of the scent markers.
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"I'm staying with Peace, wherever she may choose to go," Bristle mewed curtly. He stepped forward to stand next to her.
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She glanced back, baring her teeth and snarling. "Look who's talking," she snapped. She stopped. Lifting a paw, she glared at Tornletter and reached her paw across the scent markers. Leaving her paw hanging in the air, she scoffed, "What are you going to do about it." She continued to stare at Tornletter. She didn't understand why, but what he'd said had hurt her more than she'd imagined it would. After all. Why should it matter what he thinks?
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"Dusk," Bristle mewed. "Never thought I'd see you again." He narrowed his eyes slightly and twined his tail with Peace's tail.
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Blossomfur flashed him a quick, sarcastic smile. "Yeah yeah," she chuckled, shaking her head. She lowered her paw so that it was just above the ground. Her eyes glinted and she looked at Greyheart, careful not to let Tornletter see. She started padding away once again, flicking her tail in annoyance.
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"Insignificant little bug," she spat at Tornletter, her claws flashing in the low light from the moon. She walked straight across and clawed her way up a tree on Thunderclan territory. "Why don't you go pick on somebody who actually cares!" she yowled to the moon.
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"If you hadn't come along," she snarled menacingly. "None of this would have happened!" She ran to the farthest length of the branch that she was on that she could without breaking it before launching herself through the air and landing precariously on a branch of the next tree over. "What happened to you," she smirked, sitting down carefully. "I bet you were once fun. Hey, I know how you feel about protecting your clan. My mother died before I could walk and left me with my rogue father." She spat the word [/]father[/i] through her teeth like she was trying to get rid of the taste of mouse bile. "He left me and my sister to die in the snow and took my half-brothers to safety. I watched my sister die-" She shook her head to rid herself of the memories. "Let me guess. Once a rogue, always a rogue. Am I right?" She rolled her eyes and climbed down the tree, ending up on Windclan territory once again. "Stop meddling," she hissed and padded back up to where Greyheart was.
Buzzard looked around him. Where am I..? he thought. There's no way my half-sister is here... I wonder if she will even care that father died..? he sighed and stuck his nose to the ground.
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[br][size=5]Buzzard[/size]
[size=4] of No Clan
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[br]Pelt: black and white
Eyes: grey
[br]I am a ghostly-looking tom with large eyes and backward-curling ears. I am impatient with other cats and can be overly critical of them, but I love family and care very much for young kits.
[br]My half-sister mysteriously disappeared when I was a kit.
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Bristle smiled and twined his tail with hers. He glared back at Dusk, his glare seeming to say, back off!
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ooc:: I did too. O.o You should!
Bloomfur sighed. Well.. I screwed this one up. She looked at Greyheart, then at where she'd left Tornletter. "Come here.." she said, just loud enough for him to hear. "Lighten up a bit and maybe we can work this out." She shook her head sadly and looked at her paws. I'm nothing but a bully! she growled to herself. Maybe it's because of that bas**rd who thought he was a father! She lashed her tail in frustration.
Buzzard heard some sort of commotion. Scenting the air, he caught a whiff of a scent slightly similar to his own. A familiar scent. Finally! he sighed. He raced in the direction of the noise, coming to a halt when he saw four cats together. Uh-oh.. he murmured. But there was that familiar scent. He was so close!!! He looked at the cats, scrutinizing them carefully. Just ask if they know a cat named Bloom.. he told himself. Taking a deep breath he stepped forward.
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I want to make a human character, but I don't know where I would make the bio! Could you please help?
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Ohhhkay. Thanks. 
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[[Lol it's all good]]
Bloomfur sighed and sat down. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "But I should probably get going.." She padded toward the border."Some other time maybe?" she whispered to Greyheart.
Blizzard padded forward. "Excuse me..? Do you know a cat named Bloom..?" His voice shook.