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  • мσσηℓιgнтcℓαη l яρ {Sign Up Form Inside!}

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    Where the sky is dark all day and night, where the stars twinkle above your head, lays Moonlightclan. A clan that lays under the moonlight-everyday. They may have troubles and secrets, but inside them lays a flame, flickering softly. They believe in Starclan, and always will. Join them, and feel the power of the moon. Moonlightclan is never bad, but unique.

    Sign Up Form


    Rules


    Territories


    Prey


    Camp


    Dens


    Other Important Information


    Ranks
    Leader- Eclipsestar
    Deputy- Silverleaf
    Elders-
    Queens-
    Medicine Cat-
    Medicine Cat Apprentice- Fallenpaw
    Warriors-
    Apprentices- Tigerpaw, Goddesspaw
    Kits-


    Loners-
    Roques-
    Outcasts-


    My Character


    Username: --ｆｕｚｚｙ❦
    Name: Eclipsestar
    Gender: Male
    Personality: Get to know him! :)
    Rank: Leader
    Appearance: A black cat with a white underbelly, paws, and frightening amber eyes.
    Combat Skill: Shadow Attack (hides in shadows, and does surprise attack.)
    Crush/Mate/Kits: None/None/None
    Other: N/A


    That is all. Welcome to Moonlightclan.

  • уσυ ηєє∂ α∂νєηтυяє ιη уσυя ℓιƒє.... l {Open to All!}

    [color=white][font=georgia]She heard them call as soon as she finished her lunch. After, her owner sat down in front of a large rectangle with moving pictures on it.
    She watched for a moment as her owner did that, and walked over to her cat door. Caramel dived out of it, looking for anything she could play with for a little bit.
    "Hey Caramel!" someone called from a fence post.


    OOC: My new character is named Zack. He is a dark brown tabby with green eyes, a bushy white tail, and inside her ears are white also. :3

  • Streamfur of Riverclan {Approved, Waiting for Activation..}

    Character Name: Streamfur


    Character Age: 24 Moons


    Gender: Female


    Alliance: Riverclan


    Rank: Warrior


    Appearance (6 or more sentences): Streamfur is a light gray tabby with a white muzzle, and underbelly. She also has beautiful aqua blue eyes, and white paws. Instead of a normal cat tail, she has a bushy white tail and on her back, there is four claw scars from a large fight in Riverclan. She has black nose, and clear soft, sensitive whiskers. A long time ago when she was a apprentice, Streamfur was climbing a rock and one of her claws snapped. So, on her left paw, she is missing her middle claw.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Streamfur is quite a fine warrior, and is always loyal to her clan. She may be tough and strict when you meet her, but overtime, she is kind to you. She can't trust anyone from different clans, unless they are old friends, apprentices, or kits. Around other toms, especially around a crush or Mistheart, she's shy and speechless. In a time of need, during a battle, she's the most unique warrior you would meet. Streamfur would risk killing herself for her clan and friends. She's courageous, filled with determination, and love. She only has one true best friend, and she wouldn't want to lose him. Sometimes she can be rude, because of a lost of the battle or something that she didn't get.
    But when you get to know her, she'll be your best friend.
    ---Likes (at least 3): Enjoys hunting, staying in shape, and loves to fight.
    --- Dislikes (at least 3): She doesn't like wet nests, wet prey, or grass.
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Every time she drinks water, it seems like her muscles get stronger. When she eats squirrels, she gets faster. It seems like she digests the powers of what ever slithers down her throat into her body system.
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): Looking at blood freaks her out, as if someone or something was going to die in front of her. Badgers frighten her so much that when she sees one, she freezes in shock. Another one of her weaknesses are thick mud. She'd get stuck, and she isn't that strong.


    History (8 or more sentences): When Streamfur was born, she was a kittypet. Her father was silver with beautiful blue eyes, and her mother was white with green eyes. She was in a litter of 6, and one day, her mother told them that they were going to belong to loving housefolk of their own one day, and what she said came true. Streamfur's young brothers and sisters were adopted first before she was. It was because Streamfur wasn't as cute as her siblings, but one day, all of that changedfor she was adopted also by a whole family of twolegs. When she got to her new home, her housefolk put a small piece of string around her neck until she grew into a cat collar. She loved the piece of string; it was so much fun to paw at with her tiny claws.
    A few moons later, she was about the age of a average warrior and knew every place around her home. Soon, her housefolk loved her so much that they got her a playmate named Buddy. But besides Buddy, she wanted a taste of the wild; adventure. Streamfur persuaded him to come with her. He agreed, and they hopped the fence together. They loved the outdoors for the first few quarter-moons, and soon they were found by a Riverclan patrol. She was surprised how big they were, compared to herself and Buddy. They were taken in as Streamfur lied to them that they were kittypet loners. They started as a apprentice, named Streampaw and Mistpaw. The two apprentices trained with their mentor, Mudpelt. Mudpelt was a brown splattered looking cat, sorta like he bathed in mud. Soon, Streampaw and Mistpaw got their warrior names, Streamfur and Mistheart. Since then, they've been serving Riverclan, for their survival.


    Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): A large gray cat with gray paws and green eyes looked at another with white fur and black tear lines. "What are you doing in my territory?" the gray one asked crossly. The white cat looked at him with a surprised look and then he laughed, as if this was a joke. "YOUR territory? I believe you met MY territory." he giggled. The gray cat looked at him with anger and unsheathed his black, shining claws. "Get out." he ordered. He shook, but only to hold his attack back. "Or I will rip your throat out, licking all the blood that splashes across my cheek." The white cat looked serious now. He noticed the gray one really did mean it this time, without joke. "Oh, you want to challenge?" he asked. "Well I'll give you one!" The white cat dashed towards the gray one, knocking him over with one hit. He pinned him down and slashed his cheek with his left claws. The gray cat's face squirted blood, across the white's cheek. The white one gave his crazed grin at the gray one, letting him feel his own blood spill out of his face. The gray cat hissed with annoyance. "Get off of me." he threatened. The white one raised his paw again, as if he was going to strike. The gray scrambled up and bit the white's neck and then, freed his enemy and ran into the forest. He didn't want to become fresh kill.
    The white one laid on the ground, slowly gushing out his scarlet red liquid. He stood up slowly, barely kept his balance from his blood loss. "Y-yeah.... you better run!" he called weakly to the gray one. Then, he collapsed, blacking out.


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