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    Character Name: Soulreaper


    Gender: Male


    Clan/Group{if any}: ThunderClan


    Rank{if any}: Warrior


    Appearance: A large thick muscled dark black tom with glowing unusual bright green eyes. His claws are long, and wickedly sharp. His maw is bigger than most cats, because it holds a set of long, curved fang-like teeth.


    Personality: More sullen and hostile. He is unusually sweet though, and he favors kits.


    History: As a kit, he was bullied because he was weak, and a runt. To everyone's surprise as he grew, Soulreaper got larger than any other cat. As an apprentice, he was a skilled fighter and hunter, and he loved fighting. When he got his warrior name, he loved it and began fighting harder than usual for the average cat. What made him sullen and hostile was when he got attacked by a band of rogues when he was by himself. Of course, he killed them all, but he was defending himself. Now, he is up to now.

    [justify]Soulreaper stared at the ground from a tree, his glowing green eyes slitted in anger. His muscles were tensed, and the black tom shook his head as the bushes trembled. His long, sleek tail lashed once, and he leaped on top of the head of an enemy cat. Quickly swatting the cat's head, he snarled and bared his fang-like teeth. " Get out of ThunderClan territory ! " he snarled, green eyes glowing fiercely as his long, wickedly sharp claws raked down the enemy cat's face. The cat whimpered once, and dashed out of ThunderClan territory. No cat had the right to cross his path when he was in a bad mood. That was nearly once every week. This time, he wasn't in a bad mood. He only wanted to spill some enemy cat's blood. And that is what he just did. Now feeling satisfied, he laid down and began grooming himself.[/justify]

    [justify]Soulreaper was just sitting in a nearby tree, dozing. A bird fluttered by his head, and it squawked as it hit the branch he was sleeping on. The black feline hissed, and bared his fang-like teeth, that was, before Soulreaper caught the scent of a loner in his territory. Snarling under his breath, he knew he was in a bad mood before he noticed it. Spotting an elderly female, he snarled, and angrily thrust himself in front of her. " You shouldn't be here. " he snarled, green eyes blazing.[/justify]

    [justify]" She's a loner Ebonypaw ! " Soulreaper hissed, anger flaring in his eyes, and the massive black tom glared at the elderly female. Black lips curling, his long fang-like teeth flashed their pearly whites. " I'm joining your patrol so you, the elderly one, can't escape. " he snapped, and dropped to Ebonypaw's flank. " Don't trust no cat. " he muttered in her ear.[/justify]

    [justify]Soulreaper looked up at the sound of a feminine voice. " Hello, Soulshadow. " he purred, genuine warmth for the pretty she-cat glowing softly in his eyes. His long, sleek tail flicked lazily, and he sat back, yawning. His long, fang-like teeth flashed dangerously in the sunlight, claw tips glinting as well. " How are you, gorgeous? "[/justify]

    [justify]Soulreaper's lips twitched, and then he grinned at Soulshadow. Snickering softly, the tom playfully batted at the pretty female with his claws sheathed. " I've been doing fine. " he purred, and practically melted at the sight of her pretty eyes. He didn't even believe he was falling for a pretty she-cat like this. " I've been thinking 'bout you, baby ! " he chirruped, touching his nose to hers.[/justify]

    [justify]Soulreaper smiled at Soulshadow, his eyes gleaming playfully. When the pretty dark ginger she-cat started licking the blood off of his paws, he blushed deeply and looked into her eyes and said the impossible. " I - I've always had feelings for you, Soulshadow. " he stammered, blushing. " I - I've liked you ever since we were apprentices. " The muscular tom looked away, and blushed fiercely. " I love you, Soulshadow. " he mewed solemnly.[/justify]

    [justify]" Never thought what ? " Soulreaper mewed softly, and gently put his nose on her shoulder. " Never thought we would be mates? " If Soulshadow declined now, he felt like his heart would crack and never heal. He sighed softly, and moved his nose to Soulshadow's ear.[/justify]

    [justify]However, the tom had very sharp hearing. " I can hear every word you guys are saying. " he said more calmly, black fur sleek and calm. No sign of bristling was on him, but protection for his clan radiated from his pelt. What if she turns out to be an enemy? I better fighter than I? What if...she wanted to join ThunderClan? Sorrelstar would never allow it. He thought worriedly.[/blockquote]

    [justify]" Of course I do.. " he purred, licking the top of her head. " And I've always wanted kits.. " he added quickly, blushing fiercely. Yawning, Soulreaper curled his body around Soulshadow's, tail flicking happily. Letting his tail dangle in front of her face, he giggled and smiled at her.[/justify]

    " Fine. You don't want me here, I'll go. " he meowed gently, and bounded off, to nowhere in particular. On his way back to camp, Soulreaper pounced on a stray rabbit and killed it viciously. Bounding back to the three cats, the black tom dropped the rabbit at the loner's paws. Surely, the elderly feline was starving, and he had no right to disrespect his elders. " I apologize. I actually am short-sighted. I can't see that far. " he mewed in an apologetic tone, but his eyes were far off in his mind. " You can shelter for the night in a cave not that far from here. The apprentices can lead you there, but it is perfectly safe. No predators loom near it. " At that, he bounded off towards camp.

    " Let the Seventry-Fourth Hunger Games begin ! "


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    2. Age:
    3. District:
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    Name: Dawn Windbreaker
    Age: 14
    District: One
    Personality: Sweet temperament, mischievous, and pretty nice. Vicious killer.
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    A petite girl with delicate framing. Her hair is long and a gorgeous shade of strawberry blonde. Her eyes are a golden/hazel color with orange flecks. Is wearing this:
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    Weapons: Bow and Arrow Sheath (50), Spears
    Items: Backpack that holds dried fruit, dry water bottle, sleeping bag, night glasses, and an extra set of clothes.


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    [justify]Dawn Windbreaker stood shocked as her sister, Fiona Windbreaker was called forth for the Hunger Games. " No ! No, Fiona ! " she started shrieking at her twelve year old sister. Of course, she sprinted in front of Fiona and started shoving the smaller girl behind her. " I volunteer ! " Dawn shrieked at the top of her lungs. " I volunteer as tribute ! "[/justify]


    [br][size=5]Dashingheart[/size]
    [size=4] of ThunderClan
    [br]
    [br]Pelt: Cinnamon and white
    Eyes: Green-yellow


    [br]I am a glossy furred she-cat with a joyful look in my eyes and sharply pointed ears with small tufts on the tips. I'm always twitching with anxiety, but I care very much for family and young kits.
    [br]I came here from a fallen Clan.

    [justify]Dashingheart yawned sleepily, her belly round from the kits of a tom who was long dead. The pretty cinnamon and white part time queen blinked sadly and looked away. She had come from a fallen Clan, which was one of the eldest Clans. It's title was EbonyClan. Sighing unhappily, she wondered where her mate had gone, and her Clan. Were they overtaken by rats like they had when she had run from them to protect her unborn kits? Instead of finding an isolate shelter, she found ThunderClan, and they welcomed her with open arms.


    Blinking slowly, she thought of her mate, whom was EbonyClan's leader, Ebonystar. He was the founder of the clan, and the last leader of it as well. Dashingheart's ears twitched as paws shook the ground, and her yellow-green eyes swiveled around to meet the stare of another cat. " Hi. " she said softly.[/blockquote]

    "No, I don't need anything." Dashingheart mumbled, shifting so she was able to curl around her stomach in a protective way. Yawning, the young mother glanced wistfully towards the mountain. Her clan had fallen due to a pack of hungry wolves, and a panther. "I want my mate. That's all I want." she whispered tearfully.