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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Sariahclaw[/size]
[size=5]Of BloodClan[/size]

[size=3]Eyes: Copper
Pelt: Silver Tabby
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Traits: I am a a fluffy she-cat with exotic-looking eyes and backward-curling ears. I am always blabbing and cannot keep a secret, but I honour and respect my elders, always.
History: I caught my mentor doing something to betray our Clan, but I haven't told anyone about it yet.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]El [/size]
[size=5]Of The Tribe of Rushing Water[/size]

[size=3]Eyes: green-yellow
Pelt: brown tabby and white
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Traits: I am a a short furred she-cat with mellow eyes that are slightly crossed. I'm lazy, taking any excuse to sleep in and avoid my duties, but I am smart and clever.
History: My brother was killed by a badger.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Wood that is bountiful[/size]
[size=5]Of Mystic River[/size]

[size=3]Eyes: Gold
Pelt: Dark Grey and Red
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Traits: I am a a long-coated he-wolf with serene eyes and a stub of a tail. I am very forgetful, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other wolves.
History: My brother mysteriously disappeared when I was a pup.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Pine that is wide[/size]
[size=5]Of Willow Creek[/size]

[size=3]Eyes: Brown
Pelt: Black, White and Red
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Traits: I am a a medium-length coated he-dog with serene eyes and a limp of the left front leg. I'm lazy, taking any excuse to sleep in and avoid my duties, but I am a good fighter.
History: I was attacked by a coyote as a pup, but escaped.
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[br][size=5]Sorrekai[/size]
[size=4] of No Clan
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[br]Pelt: Dark Bay
Eyes: Gold
[br]I am a scruffy-tailed stallion with mysterious eyes and long, abundant mane and tail. I tend to blow little things up into big things and get overly dramatic, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other horses.
[br]I was born on a large horse farm and became an exceptional barrel racer.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Squirrel that hunts at night[/size]
[size=5]Of The Tribe of Burning Eclipse[/size]

[size=3]Eyes: SeaGreen
Pelt: Light brown tabby
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Traits: I am a a long furred, battle-scarred tom with determination in my eyes and long, abundant white whiskers. I am very nervous and always twitching with anxiety, but I am never afraid to say what I feel when I have to.
History: My father was killed by a cat from an evil tribe.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Jazalsta[/size]
[size=5]Of The Blackheart Rogues[/size]

[size=3]Eyes: Gold
Pelt: Tortoiseshell
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Traits: I am a a fluffy tom with innocent-looking eyes and a round face. I tend to blow little things up into big things and get overly dramatic, but I honour and respect my elders, always.
History: My brother was killed by a badger.
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The dog was Pine, the beautiful border collie of the Willow Creek, but she wasn't alone. She was with Jazalsta, of the Blackheart Roques, and they were looking for trouble.
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Pine, sniffed the ground, there are four other cats around here, I think we should leave. "no we have to stay, I can handle them." replied Jazalsta.
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Jazalsta ran towards the single cat, while Pine took the other three.
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Pine clawed at Shadowside and knocked them off, then bit the legs of Halfsky, and stopped them from attacking Jazalsta, flipped them over and started mauling like mad.
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Pine struggles, but manages to get up, "I am a boy, first of all, and Pine happens to be my friend, now get off me, you reak of fish." Jazalsta said, with a smirk on his face. Pine swooped in and flipped Jazalsta, onto her wounded back. "So long, suckers!" Jazalsta shouted and ran off with Pine.
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Pine and Jazalsta ran as fast as they could to their camp. They were loners, and had left their tribe years ago. When they got to the cave, they rinsed themselves off. They were both horribly wounded and needed herbs. They would have to go back to the river tomorrow and get the medicine they needed.
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They looked outside and saw the crowd of cats coming their way and knew that in this stage of danger, they could not take them on. They ran, but their is only so far wounded animals can go.
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Pine fessed up, "we needed to get across the river to find game, and Jazalsta thought we had the upper hand with you, but we were wrong."
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Weaselstorm[/size]
[size=5]Of BloodClan[/size]

[size=3]Eyes: Hazel
Pelt: Chinchilla Silver
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Traits: I am a a soft-pelted tom with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and a limp of the right front leg. I am not very good looking as cats go, but I love family and care very much for young kits.
History: I keep having dreams about this one cat that I do not know in real life.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Killdeer that Flies Beneath Sunshine[/size]
[size=5]Of Willow Meadows[/size]

[size=3]Eyes: Orange
Pelt: Black and brown
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Traits: I am a a long-legged she-wolf with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and backward-curling ears. I tend to get in trouble a lot, but I am never afraid to say what I feel when I have to.
History: My father was killed by two wolves from BloodClan.
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"no, there is not, two wolves took it all."
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Jazalsta stumbled forward, "you scared of wolves, eh? Don't worry, they come down when the mountains run out of food, which could be anytime now."
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"we don't trust two legs, never have, never will." Replie Jazalsta.