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Character Name: Flamewhisper

Character Age: Seventeen Moons

Gender: Male

Alliance: ThunderClan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Flamewhisper is a bright red tabby tom. His eyes are an emerald-green, and his tail is short and stubby. Flamewhisper's fur is long and usually silky, since he pays great attention to his appearance. Flamewhisper has short claws that are generally kept at a sharp point because he considers that a good way to "impress the females".

The fur gets lighter the closer it is to his underbelly, the shade descending to almost a white or gray color. A scar is apparent on his left ear from a fight long ago when he was merely an apprentice.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below; those are additional requirements):

Flamewhisper is generally pretty kind to those that he are already close to, which include his mentor and siblings. However, to actually get him as a friend is the difficult process that one has to go through. He can be biting, sarcastic, and protective of those that he has already befriended. Since Flamewhisper is not one who easily trusts or starts to like another, a large amount of time would have to be spent with him.

However, there are rewards for becoming his friend. Once Flamewhisper starts to understand another cat, he starts to develop a close friendship, closer than that that a normal cat would have. Also, betrayals are something he can't stand; if he is betrayed by a certain cat, he would never forget it.

---Likes (at least 3): The closeness of siblings. Flamewhisper relies on siblings. They're pretty much all he has in the world. He does everything with them: he patrols with them, sleeps with them, and eats with them. He knows them so well that they're like the world to them.

Gossip. Perhaps that's a bad thing on his part? But sharing gossip is one thing he loves. Quiet all the time in the warrior's den, he picks up on tidbits on gossips and rumors and spreads them to his siblings, where they begin rather nasty inside jokes and start to create exaggerated versions of the rumors to make everything sound worse.

Vole. His favorite prey. He devours it. He never tires of it.

--- Dislikes (at least 3): Betrayals are one thing. Flamewhisper is really quite sensitive to that type of thing. Once he's betrayed once, it seems to leave a scar on his heart.

Anti-ThunderClanners or cats of another Clan. Flamewhisper would consider them untrustworthy, partially because he was under the influence of a few elders who thought that way and told him stories of their wrongdoings when he was only a kit.

Rabbits. His least favorite prey. Nothing to explain on why he doesn't like it... possibly because he's a picky eater? :3

---Strengths (No MORE than 5): The kindess that Flamewhisper can have after he gets to know you is something that's good about him.

---Weaknesses (At least 3): Flamewhisper really can be quite untrustworthy of some and can therefore appear rude and sometimes even cruel to those that he doesn't know.

His endless gossiping and the exaggerations of those that he doesn't know very well. This is something that he commonly does, even though it's only around his own siblings and those that he's close with.

The clique. His own little world of three or four cats that are the only cats that he talks to.

History (8 or more sentences):

Flamewhisper was born in the ThunderClan nursery. His mother was Morningmist and his father Thunderstrike. He had two siblings: one brother and one sister. His brother was named Snowkit and his sister Twilightkit. They grew up, knowing each other better than they knew their parents, or any other kit in the nursery. Their parents were quite protective of them, and often didn't allow the other kits to play with them, saying that they were either too noisy or too boisterous.

That act of their parents was what resulted in their solitary behavior and their shyness except towards one another. When they became apprenticed, Flamepaw was assigned to Oaktree, Snowpaw to Firestorm, and Twilightpaw to Sunheart. The three mentors were close friends, resulting in the three siblings often training together.

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Nibwet. It certainly seemed that the kit only knew how to speak that word. But he gave a small murmer of approval. Since the kit didn't know how to speak anything but that word, maybe it wouldn't be all to inconvenient to name him that way. He could take the kit - Nibwet - to the camp and settle her there. Maybe she'd learn a larger variety of words.

"Nibwet... come here." He took a few paces to the left, flicking his tail. Kits were sometimes attracted to that, including his own. The pouncing of the tail was a common game. Perhaps using that method, he could lead Nibwet back.

Skystar stepped back a few steps to let Thistlepaw get her work taken care of.

Thunderblaze's eyes widened when he spotted the massive wave coming over. It wasn't all that gigantic, but enough to make him anxious. He could barely swim. He could, he had tried to once and had succeeded in shallow water without current, but this? This was suicide.

Skystar made a silent dash himself towards the nursery, snatching up his kit, Midnightkit, then bolted out of the den. He did care for all of his kits, but in this case, all of them were getting older, and he could only carry one. The best he could do was to motion to them with the flick of his tail to follow. As he reentered the camp clearing, he suddenly spotted Lilyfrost yowling to the rest of the Clan. I know where we can hide! The words hit his ears, making him full of relief. Almost.

"Where?" he meowed, loud as he could, through the mouthful of Midnightkit's dark black fur. "Where can we go?" The water began to lap at his paws, and he knew from the sound of flowing water that it wouldn't be long before the camp would be an unsafe area to be in. It almost already was.

Seeing the baffled expression upon Monkey's face, Skystar jumped into the conversation. "The medicine cat's den. It's where Thistlepaw can care for you. She has a larger supply of herbs and would be able to keep an eye on you at all times."

Waterfall stood up and trotted a few paces towards the direction of the nearest boundary, glancing back once at Squirrelcloud. She had once heard rumors that other Clans lay hidden beyond the LightClan territory. Maybe they could leave the LightClan territory temporarily on an "exploration mission" to search for some unknown lands. "How about... outside of here? I mean, outside of the territory?"

Waterfall's blue eyes glowed as she spotted Squirrelcloud's obviously pleased gaze. "I don't know if we should. If you would like to go with others, then... sure, I guess." Deep within her mind, however, she wanted it to be private. After all, wasn't the first rule of an exploration that the less cats there were, the less attention they attracted? Who knew what was out there?

Skystar concealed the disgust that he felt towards that hated word. Twolegs. The creatures who had murdered Auroriasong, the former medicine cat, in cold blood. "No, not like a Twoleg nest. It's in a den, a natural shelter. Not like the nests that the Twolegs live in."

Skystar paused for a moment. The Unknown Cave. That was what Lilyfrost had meant. There were so many things wrong with the plan; the cave was huge. They could get lost in there. But if they worked together, things may be different. The constant sound of water warned the tom that there wasn't much time left. "Very well. You do know the way, right?"

It was working. The camp wasn't all too far away. All he could do was to hope that Nibwet wouldn't tire of the tail flicking game. "Try again," he coaxed, his eyes amused as he heard the strange sound effect coming from the kit. Eeee? He took a few steps forward and flicked it again.

Done! :]

Skystar was pleased. His idea had been met with success. Guessing that Nibwet - it was still kind of awkward naming a kit by the way he talked - had attempted to say the phrase try again, he couldn't help but grin. He obviously learned quickly. The leader felt his tail being bantered around with and concealed his winces; it wasn't very enjoyable on his part.

Ereful! Another one of Nibwet's creative creations. He shook his tail off, pretending to understand exactly what it meant, and and scampered off at a slower pace than he normal would have, stopped by the cluster of trees just outside of the LightClan camp. In fact, he could see a few cats padding in towards the entrance of it all with various pieces of prey in their jaws.

Hopeful now, that he would successfully bring another member of LightClan to the Clan, he swished his tail once more. This time, instead of the flick, it was more of a sweep.

Skystar gazed at Fablestar, his gaze firm. "Yes!" he meowed, his voice up a few scales higher than it normally was. He turned towards Lilyfrost, having heard her response. "Everyone! Follow Lilyfrost!" he yowled.

Dulcetsong gave a guilty shrug. "Well, it's better than catching nothing." She did not specifically say that she hadn't yet caught anything that day, but her voice implied so. "So should we go?" Her amber gaze slid over towards Fablestar for a response.

Character Name: Blackleaf

Character Age: Sixteen Moons

Gender: Male

Alliance: ShadowClan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Blackleaf is a jet black tomcat, except for the fact that there are a few tips of white covering the tip of his ears and his paws. Blackleaf has short ears that are usually completely covered with fur, making them look almost rounded. He is decent-looking, and can be considered handsome. Blackleaf has amber eyes. His fur is quite long and usually puffed up, making him look larger than he really is.

Blackleaf is made up of muscle. Really. He's a lot more muscular than he is lean, which is probably why he enjoys fighting more than hunting.

Personality: Blackleaf is very sociable and ShadowClan-active. He does support StarClan and is against Ravennight's use of NightClan to rid the Clan of cats that aren't pure-blooded. He is usually quite aware of what is happening within the Clan, and knows most of his Clanmates.

Blackleaf is more of the listener rather than the speaker. Although he does have leadership within him, he doesn't always use it and appears quiet most of the time. He is one to easily get suspicious of wrongdoings, though he would keep his thoughts in his mind before pouncing.

---Likes (at least 3): Blackleaf enjoys going to the Gatherings. It helps him know what the problems are in the other Clans, and the disputes that there are.

Training apprentices. It comes as a great honor to Blackleaf, and he has already trained two in his life as a warrior.

Blackleaf has had a litter of kits before with a she-cat by the name of Bluefang. Although he only had one litter, he enjoys being around the young ones of ShadowClan and telling them stories and playing with them.

--- Dislikes (at least 3): Noise. Crowds usually aren't a problem, but the noise is. More of a quiet cat, Blackleaf doesn't appreciate cats who like to yowl or scream.

Frogs. Strange thing, coming from a ShadowClanner. But yes, Blackleaf won't eat frogs.

The dens within the camp. In his opinion, they're way too small for comfort. He can often be seen out in the territory sleeping alone in solitude at night, away from the rest of the Clan but still within the boundaries for safety measures.

---Strengths (No MORE than 5): The hidden ability of leadership. Although Blackleaf may appear quite, on the inside, he does possess a knack for leadership which can rise to surface when needed.

The ability to comfort others and bring optimistic thoughts.

---Weaknesses (At least 3): Picky eater. Along with the frogs, Blackleaf generally won't eat toads, small fish, or rabbits.

The suspicion that forms easily in his mind of some kit who snuck out of the camp or an apprentice who possibly stole some prey from the fresh-kill pile even when he wasn't supposed to be eating on orders from his or her mentor.

The impatience that can occassionally envelop Blackleaf when pushed.

History (8 or more sentences): Blackleaf was born in the ShadowClan nursery on the day of a Gathering. His mother was Fishtail, and his father is not known to Blackleaf, and still remains a mystery for the black-furred tom even today. He was born with three littermates: Gingerkit, Graykit, and Whitekit. When later asked by the litter about the naming pattern being possible cat pelt colors, Fishtail did indeed agree that she had created a naming pattern for them.

The four of the kits grew up together. They were not always a harmonious litter and could be seen more than once arguing over who would grow up to be the best warrior, or such nonsense, in which case Fishtail would have to break it up. Never did any of them think about who their father was, or have any guesses, until they were the apprentice age.

Finally, the four became apprentices. As apprentices, they started to see each other less and less, which resulted in more peace during the few times that they indeed did meet up with one another in the nighttime, or when their mentors let them have a day off.

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Hm, didn't Whitebird leave LightClan?

Second post here! xD

xx May Events!

xx A Lost Cats Return
Her disapperance shook the Clan, leaving them without a Medicine Cat for days. But luck came and no severe injuries came, and those that were were healed easily. Only then did Thistlepaw return. Pregnant, and with a mate. Thistlepaw, the Medicine Cat of LightClan returned to LightClan not long ago; and now has kits with the ex-Elite healer Trainee, Boi!
By Nightmare/Radiance

xx Culprit's Discovery
Shh, be silent now as we find the culprits. They stole the life of our beloved, we pray we can steal theirs. What we don't know doesn't hurt us, right? No, thats wrong. The culprits, the murderers of our beloved Auroriasong.. Two-legs. Now let us hope we can force them to flee our land, or suffer the same pain she did when her end came.
By Nightmare/Radiance

xx Endangering Floods
New floods have endangered the LightClan territory. Recent rises in the water level of the river have given way to a massive spill - a flood - leading directly towards the LightClan camp! However, a brave warrior has been exploring the Unknown Cave and has decided that it would be a good temporary shelter while the Clan waits the disaster out.
By Starlingfeather

xx Kits of the Season
New kits have been born, supplying the Clan with a guarantee of new apprentices and later, warriors. Skystar and Fablestar, co-leaders, have both had a healthy litter of kits who are growing rapidly. It's not only them, either. The warrior Lilyfrost has had kits with Troutsplash, and Thistlepaw has had a litter of her own with Boi, the Ex-Elite Healer Trainee.
By Starlingfeather

The winners of the contest for the custom siggies and avvies are Snowy and Disaster! Congratulations!

If you would like to be a possible winner for next month's contest, please submit your thread to either Nightmare or me, and we will add it up to the list of threads. Thank you! :)

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- http://warriorcatsrpg.com/ligh…-open-174803.new.html#new
with Sage, Starlingfeather, Nightmare, and Stormy Skies

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Skystar had been about to flick his tail again when Nibwet stumbled forward himself straight into the camp. The blue cat raced after, settling down besides the young kit. "Camp," he murmered, then turned towards him. Perhaps the best place to start would be the nursery. He began to trot in, pausing and glancing back once to see if he followed. "Come on, Nibwet," he meowed, hoping to draw him in with the excitement that he included in his tone.

Skystar raced towards the nursery and ushered the remaining kits who were lagging behind and complaining of becoming tired up towards the rest of LightClan, nodding towards Mistysnow as the Queen passed by.

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Stormpelt raced into the clearing, his eyes wide with fear and the growing level of water. He immediately rushed to Fablestar's side. "Are... are they safe? The kits?" his voice was desperate, and his blue eyes pinned the nursery like a hawk. Then, after a half heartbeat, he threw himself forth. It didn't matter. He had to check anyways, to see for himself. Only that would truly reassure him.

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Fangpaw followed Lilyfrost towards their new shelter. Temporarily, at least. It had to be. They had moved once, and during that time, she had been heartbroken. There was no such thing as moving twice. They couldn't. For StarClan's sake, there just could not be a second move.