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    Character Name: Sparkkit Sparkpaw Sparkwing


    Character Age: 6 moons


    Gender: She-cat


    Alliance: WindClan


    Rank: Apprentice


    Appearance (6 or more sentences): Sparkpaw is a petite American Curl cat. She has long, silky fur with calico coloring and a white muzzle, neck, belly and front legs. Her large eyes are a color that can be described as light brown with a tinge of green. If you look at her ears, you'll clearly see that they are curled back towards her head. Although her legs aren't particularly long or special, they are strong and can carry her far and fast. Her paws are average in size and her claws are invisible under her long fur. Overall, Sparkpaw's appearance is docile and deceives her personality.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Sparkpaw's personality can best be described as competitive and pugnacious. She does not realize that what she says can and almost always will hurt others. Naturally, she enjoys quarreling and debating things with others, but her competitive side will often rear its ugly head and drive her peers away. When this happens, she will get sad, for she won't know what exactly happened and why the cats she was just talking to are suddenly avoiding her. Aside from her combative nature, she is very loyal and is willing to learn how to be the best she can be. Her intentions are almost always good and she gets defensive when people insult or are rude to anyone. It is true that she might bother her Clanmates on a daily basis, but when it comes down to the basics, Sparkpaw is a loyal cat true to her Clan.
    ---Likes (at least 3): Sparkpaw enjoys to debate with others, eat, sleep, run, and hunt.
    --- Dislikes (at least 3): She dislikes when people ignore her, ill-intentioned conflict, being hungry, water, and blood.
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Her strengths are hunting, running, and her strong will.
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): Her strengths can be her weaknesses. She is often loud, combative and stubborn. She doesn't always listen and she isn't the best at fighting.


    History (8 or more sentences): Sparkkit was born in a litter of five to the she-cat Warmheart. Nobody knew who their father was except for Warmheart. Nobody also knew where Sparkkit's fiery personality came from, because most of her siblings and Warmheart were generally submissive and sweet. When Sparkkit and her siblings were three moons old, their brother Swiftkit contracted greencough and died. Heatherkit, the sibling that was closest to Swiftkit, was so depressed that she convinced Warmheart leave WindClan with her. Sparkkit soon took over as leader of her remaining sister and brother. Her sister Fernkit, her brother Tigerkit, and Sparkkit always stuck together for everything, even if they were irritated by Sparkkit's dictations. When they were apprenticed, they no longer stayed by each other's side, which slightly upsetted Fernpaw and Tigerpaw.


    Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Sparkpaw yawned loudly as she rolled out of her sleeping area. Tired even after her long sleep, she trudged over to where all the fresh-kill was. She pulled a small rabbit out of the pile, and glared at it before she took a large bite. "This is a good rabbit," she mumbled to herself before chomping on it. In a matter of seconds, she was completely finished with her scrumptious food. The sun shone down on her back, lighting up her calico fur and making it seem like she was glowing from the inside. From the corners of her brown eyes, she saw Fernpaw staring at her in awe. Her body was reflected in her sister's eyes, shining and majestic. Do I really look like that? She wondered, staring at her reflection in Fernpaw's eyes.


    Comments (optional): Does this have to be approved?

    Sparkkit Sparkpaw Sparkwing


    [move]This is only the beginning.[/move]


    In Character: As soon as Sparkpaw felt the sun on her, she leaped up out of her sleeping position. She couldn't sleep at all the previous night, for her anticipation and excitement were too much. Bounding about camp, all the cats awake gave her odd looks;she was almost never this happy. After her little prancing spree, she quietly approached the warriors' den. Seeing that her mentor, Lightpool, was not yet awake, she trotted back to the apprentice's den to see if her siblings were awake. Her brown eyes scanned the den for Fernpaw and Tigerpaw, but neither were to be found. "They must be on patrol with their mentors," she whispered to herself. The sun bore down on her, lighting up her calico fur. She let the sun beam down on her for a few moments, before turning in circles and sitting, patiently watching the warriors' den.
    Out of Character:

    Name: Streamfeather/Fallenstripe
    Age: Both 20 moons
    Gender: Both she-cats
    Appearance: Solid blue she-cat with long, wispy fur and soft green eyes/Gray long-furred cat with a slanted black stripe across her back and green eyes
    Rank: Warrior/queen (expecting kits)
    History(optional): unknown
    Activeness: Very active, slightly active during 7:00a.m.-2:15p.m. Monday-Friday Eastern time.
    Roleplay Bit: (I'm only doing one for Streamfeather) "Why can't I sleep?" The warrior mewed to herself, playing with her collection. Putting all of her little collectibles back in their respective places, she slipped out of the warriors' den, and padded toward the entrance to camp. "Where are you going, Streamfeather?" Her sister called out to her. She sighed.


    "Relax, Fallenstripe, I'm going for a walk," Streamfeather meowed.


    "Okay!" Streamfeather shook her head at her sister's paranoia, and continued on her way out of camp.

    Streamfeather yawned, slowly opening her eyes. She made sure her collection was in place before she left the warriors' den and padded toward the fresh-kill pile. She sat down next to it, and groomed her blue fur before taking a fish. Still disoriented from sleep, she scanned the camp with her green eyes before she found the nursery. She padded in and dropped the fish in front of her sister.


    Fallenstripe lay in her den, sleeping. She woke up when something was dropped in front of her. Green eyes snapped open, only to see a fish and a second pair of green eyes. "Thanks for the fish, Streamfeather," she mewed. Streamfeather nodded and left the den.

    Full name: Sadie Iris Clier (responds to Sadie or Iris)/Matt Carson
    Gender: Female/Make
    Appearance (Pictures please, no anime! I'm sorry, I can't process cartoon characters to actual people! *hides* Don't kill me!):
    Sadie:


    Matt:


    Personality: Very bubbly and social, but gets really mad if you insult her friends./Really nice to everyone, but girls always think he's a player because he's nice.
    Ideal match: Somebody who can keep up with her, nice, likes cats/somebody that likes him for his personality, enjoys reading, smart
    Favorite color: Silver/blue
    What their room looks like:
    Sadie:

    Matt: