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Name • Canteringspirit

Age • 28 Moons

Rank • Medicine Cat

Clan • WindClan

Former Clan • Has lived in WC all her life

Sexuality • Strait

Gender • Female

Mate • Not allowed

Crush • None

Kits • Not allowed

Likes • Healing, kits, fire, and helping others

Dislikes • Those who judge on outside appearence, those who are quick to judge, and killing

Usual Traits • Helpfullness and Self-Control

Positive Traits • teachable, self-control, kindness, positive thoughts, and knows her strengths.

Non-Positive Traits • Slightly gullible, easily hides her feelings

Basic Personality Overview • Canteringspirit is a very pleasing cat to be around. She is kind to every cat, no matter their age or clan. She will help any cat in need, and always does her best to heal them. She always wishes for somecat to take interested in the medicine cat duties; a cat who would be willing to learn and heal like her. She may be hard to talk to, and much smaller than most, but she has a bright personality once you get to know her. Canteringspirit is also patient, and enjoys romping around with kits. She is responsible and is always smartly groomed and organized.

Picture •

Markings • Grey and White splashes all over her lean body

Build • Lean and thin

Physical Attributes • Large ears, huge paws, shorter legs that make her smaller than most of her clan mates, striking blue eyes, long tail, and a short muzzle

3yes • Pale blue

History • Canteringspirit was born on a rainy afternoon. She was second of three siblings, both of whom were stronger, it seemed. As a kit, she grew up watching the healers of the clan, while her brother and sister practiced fighting and hunting. Of course, she still romped around with Silverjay and Blackslash, who were Silverkit and Blackkit then, but seemed more, well, docile. When it came for her apprenticeship, Canteringspirit was originally was mentored by Stormgaze(open for being Roleplayed). But when he watched her, he knew she just want cut out for the life of a warrior. She enjoyed watching the birds instead of hunting them, and liked to gather the herbs rather than ignoring them. Finally, her mentor took her aside and asked her whether she really wanted to be a warrior. Canteringspirit admitted that she just felt like she wasn't helpful when she was training as a warrior. So she asked the leader if she could be mentored by their medicine cat, Willowsnow, instead. The leader agreed, and Canteringspirit finished her training as a medicine cat instead. Many moons later, a sickness struck Willowsnow, and after justa few sunrises, she had passed to Starclan. Canteringspirit was distraught, as she had grown close mentor,and was wreathed in sadness many times after her passing. After she got adjusted to being the solitary medicine cat, she continued to learnadn grow in the art of healing.

DOB • 8/17

Favorite Season • Spring

Favorite Color • Amber

Medical Needs From Birth • Her vocal cords and some problems, so she has a quiet and raspy voice

Future Medical Needs After Birth • None

Mother • Fallowfeather, open

Father • Darkscar, open

Sister(s) • Silverjay, Roleplayed by Ruby

Brother(s) • Blackslash, open

3xtended Family • Eaglestar, her fathers brother. Which means Eaglestar is her uncle.

Fears • Others knowing her secrets, Not being able to help her clan mates, drowning,and water

Good At • Curbing her temper, persuading, keeping secrets, helping her clan mates, and healing

Bad At • Fighting for a long time, Making decisions, overcoming her fear of drowning and water, and talking to large crowds

Level of Patience Usually • 1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.(9).10

Level of Anger Usually • 1.(2).3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10

Good With Kits • 1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.(9).10

Good With Other Cats • 1.2.3.4.5.6.(7).8.9.10

Swimmer • Ya NO! She hates water

Runner • Is very quick on her paws

Good Fighter • Not the best, but can defend herself if needed

Fight of Flee • Mostly fight, but will flee If nessecary

Theme Phrase • Do unto others as you would have them do to you

Theme Song • Colors by Halsey

Other • Nope

Name || Eaglestar

-> kit name || Eaglekit
-> apprentice name || Eaglepaw
-> warrior name || Eaglegaze


Age || 54 moons
Clan || WindClan
Rank || Leader
Lives Left || 8

Appearance ||



-> markings || orange and white tabby
-> scars || he has one around the base of his left ear, from when a cat held onto it to batter him in a battle, and then once yanked off, claws left lines. All but one healed and disappeared



Personality || Eaglestar has been leader for many moons. He was a fierce warrior before his leadership, and after gaining his nine lives he only got fiercer. Other cats outside of WindClan might call him overly strict or harsh, even unfair, but his cats know he only does what is good for the clan. True, he can come off as sharp, but apprentices train better than other clans, and faster too, from being kept in check by Eaglestar. They know that if they so much as complained anywhere near him, he'd have them cleaning out the elder's den for a moon - there was not much complaining in WindClan after he became leader. But he's not all that - his mate, Speckleface, knows that deep down he can be caring, sweet, and a big playful furball, which is why she loves him.

History || As a kit, Eaglekit was never the most playful kit in the nursery. His mother, Heronsong, worried about him at first, when he didn't go play with his littermates, but after a while she realized it was just not in his nature. He was quiet - subdued, even, as if he was always deep in thought, and so other cats didn't bother him very much. When he was made an apprentice, he was so determined to succeed, he surprised even Harestar (the leader before Eaglestar), and earned his respect.

Eaglepaw's mentor, Shortwhisker, taught him everything she knew, and then some. He learned quickly, and remembered everything. He was caught practicing by himself, away from camp multiple times, and that caught Harestar's eye. When he passed his assessment, and became a warrior, Harestar was the first to congratulate him. He said he'd been watching his training and thought Eaglegaze would make quite a leader one day. That is what sparked Eaglegaze's interest. After that moment he realized he wanted to be leader. Everything he did from that moment on, was to get Harestar's attention and to show what a deputy he could make.

He had a few she-cats trailing after him then, all of them wide-eyed and so obviously flirtatious, it sickened Speckleface. She hated how show-offy he was, and had no interest whatsoever in him or his big, strong, build, or soft-as-heather fur, or creamy brown eyes that melted her heart every time she looked at them - just before being made deputy, Eaglegaze found a mate in Speckleface.

When the elderly deputy Sorrelstep retired to the elder's den, Eaglegaze was made deputy. Not long after (only a few moons), Harestar lost his last life in a border skirmish with ShadowClan, and Eaglegaze became Eaglestar.

Family/Relations ||

|| Mother || Heronsong deceased
|| Father || Sorrelstep (though Eaglestar never knew it) deceased
|| Sister(s) || Harefoot warrior, rped by Lilian
|| Brother(s) || Darkscar 's daughter, Canteringspirit is the medicine cat and rped by Undercover

Open Collaborations || Littermates, Speckleface

Name • Hickorypaw

Age • 7 Moons

Rank • Apprentice

Clan • WindClan

Former Clan • WindClan

Sexuality • Strait

Gender • Male

Mate • None

Crush • None

Kits • None

Likes • Training, playing with kits, and being his bouncy self.

Dislikes • When he is told what to do, being snapped at, and looking weak.

Usual Traits • Impatience, eagerness, and playfulness.

Positive Traits • Energetic, Rambunctious, Playful, Positive, and an Eager Learner

Non-Positive Traits • Impatient, Rash, speaks his mind, and can be a little to loud at times

Basic Personality Overview • Hickorypaw is a very active cat. He likes to be moving and loves giving badger rides. It takes alot to bring this spunky apprentice down, and Hickorypaw is always enthusiastic. Along impatience, quietness, and rashness, bluntness can be a bit of a challenge for him. He is a very affectionate cat, and is very helpful.

Picture •

Markings • Tabby Pattern

Build • Thin and Wiry

Physical Attributes • Long whiskers and long legs

3yes • Soft yellow

History • Hickorypaw was born in a two-kit litter one sunny morning. His smaller, sickly brother died a few hours after birth, Hickorypaw being the one to survive. His mother was overprotective of him when he was a kit, as she was afraid he might slip away like his brother, but he never liked to be watched that closely, I mean, he liked attention, but not watchful, protective attention. When he became an apprentice, just a moon ago, his mother became less terrified for him, and finally let him out of her watchful gaze. He is an eager learner, and likes to front around with the kits, warriors, and apprentices of the clan when he was done with training for the day.

DOB • 5/1

Favorite Season • Autumn

Favorite Color • Green

Medical Needs From Birth • None

Future Medical Needs After Birth • None

Mother • Snowfeather, Open

Father • Torntuft, Open

Sister(s) • None

Brother(s) • Redbark, Cedarkit, and Leapingsun, Both Open, but from an older litter.

3xtended Family • None Accounted

Fears • Not being liked/appreciated, having to kill someone, and wasting his Life away.

Good At • Occupying kits, hunting, jumping, and working in a group.

Bad At • Being alone for a long time, keeping his energy from taking over.

Level of Patience Usually • 1.2.3.4.5.(6).7.8.9.10

Level of Anger Usually • 1.2.3.(4).5.6.7.8.9.10

Good With Kits • 1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.(9).10

Good With Other Cats • 1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.(9).10

Swimmer • Hates Water

Runner • Superduper speedy

Good Fighter • Training to be one

Fight of Flee • F-I-G-H-T

Theme Phrase • Live life to the fullest, and focus on the positive.

Theme Song • Centuries by Fall Out Boy

Other • Would like the name Hickoryleap when he becomes a warrior.

☨Identification☨

♰ Kit Name: Harekit
♰ Apprentice Name: Harepaw
♰ Warrior Name: Harefoot

♰ Nicknames: Hare

☨Birth Indenification☨

♰ Gender: Female
♰ Age: 54 moons
♰ DOB: December 25th, 2012
♰ TOB: 5:37 am
♰ POB: WindClam Nursery

♰ Zodiac: Capricorn
♰ Chinese Zodiac: Dragon
♰ Zodiac Symbol: ♑️
♰ Chinese Zodiac Symbol: Dragon

♰ Birthstone: Opal
♰ Birth Flower: Marigold
♰ Planet: Pluto and Mars
♰ Element: Water

♰ Best Matches: Cancer, Capricorn, Pisces

☨Clan Indenification☨

♰ Clan: WindClan
♰ Rank: Warrior
♰ Former Mentor: Ferncrow (view spoiler)[Tom ~ Elder (hide spoiler)], Open, Ask First
♰ Current Mentor: None
♰ Trained Apprentices: U/K, Ask First
♰ Current Apprentice: U/K, Ask First

☨Personal Indenificathion☨

♰ Personality: Harefoot, ever since a little kit, has been super friendly to everyone in the clan, never once had she ever been mean as a kit, but as she grew up with her littermates, her friendliness died a little, and a strict, harsh, mean personality sprung inside her. Harefoot is gentle around kits, queens and elders, but she never is gentle around anyone else, she has to be strict, not because she wants Eaglestar to see what a good deputy she would make, but because she wants everyone to see what a great warrior she is. Harefoot trains her apprentices hard and strictly, they know better then to sneak off or break any of Harefoots rules, so that is one reason why Harefoot is named Harshfoot by her apprentices as an insult to her. Harefoot hadn't been playful as a kit, which is why her father Sorrelstep took the liberty of keeping her away from the other kits, just to make sure nothing happens to his daughter or his son. She had always been closed off since then because of how her mother raised her, but even though that's how she was raised, she grew up to be one of the most feared warriors in the clan, making her at least one of the greatest warriors ever.

♰ History: (( It will be posted in a second part ))

♰ Likes:
- Hunting for prey
- Fighting when needed
- Helping her clanmates in battles
- Helping her clanmates when told to by Eaglestar
♰ Dislikes:
- Being seen as a mean she-cat
- Feeling unloved ( Meaning the fact that her mother had died )
- Apprentices who act like know it alls
♰ Strengths:
- Training apprentices
- Fighting other clans in battle
- Hunting prey for her clan
♰ Weaknesses:
- Falling in love
- Kits
- Queens
- Elders
♰ Goals:
- To have kits of her own
- To find a mate
- To gain her clans trust
♰ Secrets:
- She sometimes sees Sorrelstep in her dreams, but she never tells Eaglestar
♰ Fears:
- That she might one day join StarClan too soon
- That she might never see her littermates ever again
- That she might never have a family of her own

☨Appearance Indenification☨

♰ Images:

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♰ Pelt: Harefoot was dubbed as the kit with the brightest orange pelt in the clan history.
♰ Eyes: Grayish Amber, when a cat looked into them it looks as if she is seeing into their future.
♰ Build: Strong, Muscly, Lean
♰ Intriguing/Distinguishing Markings: Her grayish Amber eyes

☨Family Indenification☨

♰ Mother: Heronsong deceased
♰ Father: Sorrelstep deceased
♰ Brother: Eaglestar Roleplayed by Ruby
♰ Brother: Darkscar

♰ In-Laws: None

♰ Nephews: none
♰ Nieces: Canteringspirit Darkscar's daughter, Roleplayed by Undercover

♰ Crush: Open, Ask First
♰ Mate: Crush first
♰ Kits: None

☨Other Indenification☨

♰ Sexuality: Heterosexual
♰ Favorite Season: New-Leaf
♰ Favorite Place: Out-Look
♰ Favorite Phrase: " Start listening! Or you'll be cleaning everyone's nest for a moon!"
♰ Favorite Tree: Oak
♰ Favorite Flower: Marigold
♰ Favorite Time of Day: Afternoon
♰ Favorite Prey: Rabbit
♰ Theme Song: Livin' on a Prayer - Jon Bon Jovi

Harefoot's History

(view spoiler)[Kitthood:
Heronsong was in labor, and three kits were on the way, a dark furred tom was first, meaning he would probably rise to the top, a orange furred she cat was next, with fur brighter then her father's and lastly another orange kit, a tom this time, came last, and at once it was known he was the runt of the litter. Heronsong just gazed lovingly at her kits, Sorrelstep comes over and points to the orange furred kits, " Those will rise to become wise ones," he whispers to Heronsong, who nodded. " I want to name the orange furred tom Eaglekit, and the dark furred tom Darkkit," Heronsong said softly. " Let's make the she-cat.......Harekit," Sorrelstep said as he sniffed his kits, the orange she-cat let out a small wail, and raised a paw, the tiny she-cats paws connected with Sorrelsteps nose.

Heronsong had captured green-cough, she was removed from the nursery and put into the medicine cats den, where she was treated, the kits were told to keep away from their mother so that they couldn't catch it, Harekit made sure her brothers stayed away, they were never told that Sorrelstep was their father, so they just guess that he was a friend of their mothers, but Harekit knew better and called him dad, her brothers however did not think anything of it and did not once ever call him dad. When Harekit and her brothers turned four moons, it was announced that Heronsong died in the medicine cat den, this made the kits all sad, but not for long.

" Catch me if you can!" Harekit squealed, she dashed away from Darkkit, her other brother.
" Don't go too far Harekit!" Sorrelstep called, still having that scar from a few days ago.
" I won't dad!" Harekit said as she dashed quickly away from her brother.
" Come here you little runt," Darkkit spat as he dashed after his sister.
" You'll never catch me!" Taunted Harekit.
" Thank StatClan I was born before you," Darkkit muttered as he leaped onto his sister and started batting at her with sheathed paws.
Harekit squealed when Darkkit leaped on her, she tried squriming away as Darkkit began battering at her, a warrior popped its head out of a den, it sees the fighting kits. It chuckled before walking out and then walked away from the den and the kits.

Harekit and Darkkit were enjoying themselves when out of nowhere a eagle appeared in the sky, Sorrelstep was across the camp, and he didn't hear the eagle cry. The eagle swooped down towards the kits, a elder pelted towards the kits, the elder picked up Darkkit and disappeared into a den, Harekit was left in the middle of camp, she let out a shrill cry of fear, Sorrelstep's head snapped around and he saw the eagle, he dashed towards his daughter, unable to reach his daughter.

" MOVE!" a light furred tom said as he dashed past Sorrelstep, warriors followed the tom.
" Help me!" Harekit squealed when the eagle was closer, she closed her eyes, ready to be picked up by the Eagles sharp talons. But what she felt wasn't talons, it was teeth on her scruff, she opened her eyes to see the light furred warrior.
" Stop wriggling," He scolded in between her fur, she stopped wriggling, when she was set down at the paws of her father, she buried herself into his orange fur and he began fussing over her.

" Thank you Ferncrow, thank you," Sorrelstep say as he fusses over Harekit, leaving Eaglekit and Darkkit to feel envious of their sister for a few moments. But that all ended when Sorrelstep picked Harekit up gently and took her to the medicine cat den, where a few Warriors were getting their wounds checked out after fighting the eagle off.

Apprenticeship:
When Harekit reached the age of Six moons, along with her brothers Darkkit and Eaglekit, the leader called upon the clan to give them all mentors, Harekit was first. " Harekit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Harepaw. Your mentor will be Ferncrow. I hope Ferncrow will pass down all he knows on to you." The leader said once everyone had joined them, the leader then stopped for one moment.
" Ferncrow, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from ________, and you have shown yourself to be quick and reliant, You will be the mentor of Harepaw, and I expect you to pass on all you know to Harepaw." The leader concluded, then the meeting went on until Darkkit and Eaglekit were named: Darkpaw and Eaglepaw, after they were given mentors, the clan went on with their business.

Ferncrow purred and walked up to Harepaw who was currently speaking with the current oldest apprentices of the clan, Ferncrow pulled Harepaw aside, " We shall go with your brothers and their mentors to explore the territory," Ferncrow said softly and led her away from the apprentices. Harepaw nodded, she was glad to become a apprentice finally.

It had been a few moons since Harepaw had become a apprentice, Sorrelstep, the current deputy, was happy, he spent as much time as he could with all his kits, even if two of them didn't know who he was.

Warriorship:
15 moons old and Harepaw and her brothers were supposedly ready to become warriors, the leader called upon the clan "I, Harestar, leader of WindClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as a warrior in their turn." The leader paused.
"Harepaw, Darkpaw, and Eaglepaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"
They all replied, "I do." loudly and exictedly.
The leader chuckled, "Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name, Harepaw, Darkpaw, Eaglepaw, from this moment you will be known as Harefoot, Darkscar and Eaglegaze, StarClan honors your Intelligence, Speed and Hard work, and we welcome you as a full warrior of WindClan" the leader said.

Harefoot was pretty happy when she became a warrior, and the deputy was happy as well, but when Harefoot got her first apprentice, Sorrelstep retired to the elders den and Eaglegaze was appointed the new deputy.

Harefoot wasn't happy though, she was 39 moons old when Sorrelstep died to badger attack, of course she was there to help him and the rest of her clanmates in that battle.

Rest TBRPD (hide spoiler)]

Name || Silverjay

-> kit name || Silverkit
-> apprentice name || Silverpaw
-> warrior name || Silverjay


Age || 28 moons
Clan || WindClan
Rank || Warrior

Appearance ||



-> markings || gray and white splashes all over body ; white underbelly
-> scars || Her right eye has a small scar circling half of it



Personality || Silverjay is a determined young she-cat who will fight for her clan until her last breath. She knows the warrior code, and tries to stick to it, but every once in a while she slips over the line, and gets caught. She's been in trouble more than once, but that didn't stop her. Even when her training was set back nearly a moon, she kept going, until she was made a warrior the same time her brother was. Silverjay doesn't have a mate, and doesn't love anyone except her family, and it doesn't look like she ever will. She's an independent she-cat who "has been perfectly fine without a mate so far, and will for longer". She's a little stubborn, too...

History || Silverjay knew she wanted to be a warrior from the moment she set her newly opened eyes on her father, Darkscar. He was big and strong, muscles rippled below his pelt, and he was everything Silverkit wanted to be. From then on, all she thought about was becoming a warrior just like her father, and making him and her mother proud. While her sister, Canteringspirit went on to become a medicine cat apprentice, she continued practicing being a warrior, playing being a warrior, fighting as a warrior with her brother, until she was finally made an apprentice.

She was overjoyed when she found out her mentor was to be her very own hero and father, Darkscar, and that just made her even more determined to make him proud. But, only a few days after her apprenticeship, word came back that ShadowClan was attacking a border patrol near Fourtrees, and nearly everyone was down already. Harestar (the leader before Eaglestar, her uncle) leapt to action, ordering all the apprentices and most of the warriors to go help, and led the patrol himself. When she came back from the battle, her right eye could hardly open, and blood was oozing slowly down her face and from many scratches and bites. It was her first battle, and they had lost. She felt so dejected, she hardly remembers what happened afterwards, only that she was sent immediately to the medicine cat den, where her sister, Canteringspirit cared for her. After that, she remembers nothing except waking up, days later, in the medicine cat den. When she saw herself, she could hardly recognize the cat being reflected back at her. Her right side of her face was puffed out, and her muzzle and flank was covered in slowly healing scratches.

Finally, nearly a moon later, Silverpaw was able to go back to training. She was way behind her brother, Blackpaw, and the other apprentices, but she slowly became more and more determined and sure of herself, until finally she was her old self again and nearly neck to neck with her brother. She was made a warrior sitting right beside him, and though their sister couldn't be next to them, Silverpaw was still just as proud of her as if she was. She was medicine cat now, and she was responsible for the entire clan, and Silverpaw couldn't be more proud.

She earned her warrior name, Silverjay, and her brother Blackslash, and that night, as they sat vigil, Silverjay knew she was where she belonged. In a clan, as a warrior, serving her clan until her very last breath, and maybe along the way having a bit of fun...she still has a scar from her first battle, but now it's simply a line circling half of her eye. She was lucky the cat hadn't clawed it out, or gotten to it, she'd have lost that eye for sure.

Family/Relations ||

|| Mother || Fallowfeather warrior, rp open
|| Father || Darkscar warrior, rp open
|| Sister(s) || Canteringspirit medicine cat, rped by Undercover
|| Brother(s) || Blackslash warrior, rp open
|| Mate || None
|| Kit(s) || None
|| Apprentice || None rp open

Open Collaborations || Apprentice, Blackslash, and parents (talk to Undercover about Blackslash and parents)

Template belongs to Rose Blossom

::General::
Name: Braveheart
Nickname: N/A
Age: 32 moons
Date of Birth: July 17th
Time of Birth: 11:05 pm
Location of Birth: In the soft grassy under brush in a field of long green grass in the summer under the stars.
Gender: Tom-Cat(male)
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Warrior

::Alias::
Birth Stone: Ruby
Birth Flower: Larkspur
Zodiac: Cancer
~Strengths:
° Fighting
° Judging and analizing
° Stamina
° Stealth
° Thick furred(Makes it harder to inflict major skin wounds.)

~Weaknesses:
- Watching Pebblecreek be with another Tom. (Infuriates him beyond all belief)
- It's extremely hard for him to trust people
- Can hold grudges for very long amounts of time
- Does not forgive so easily. (Unless your Pebblecreek)
- Solitary and likes being alone.
- In a battle over his family members or love it's hard to stop him from killing some foolish cat. He just goes berserk to defend his loved ones.

::Description::
Personality:

Braveheart is well what his name implies. He is a Braveheart and is extraordinarily courageous, brave and selfless. tossing all cautions into the win during battle. Fighting for the good of his clan and barging into anything just to save a fellow cat. Putting the warroir code above all and obeying it and never breaking it's law. With little fear of dieing or fearing death that will come to him one day. If it meant his clan and family was safe he would gladly enter Starclan. Even if others of his Clan will run for cover if threatened or startled. This cat will not back down from a fight and defend himself. A trait that even today may do harm to him than good. Though he has a major downfall when he starts he does not stop a task in protecting his clan, family, and others. This gives him a bad rep from time to time. He defends his loved ones with his life. Caring for only the well being of others and never truly himself. A true Warrior. Though with these great skills he prefers being by himself. He is never to keen on socializing being he is horrible going about it. Braveheart is more of the strong silent type. Though if he speaks up or yells you better lesson because it is important. Braveheart has a heart of gold and loves to the point it makes him even more solitary because he is unable to express such feelings. He has little to no idea on how to confess feeling of love and gratitude. Hence why he has never has confessed his feelings for PebbleCreek and let some other Tom take the place as her mate.

Fears:
° Losing Peeblecreek and never being able to see her happy
° Starclan rejecting him
° Living to see himself turn into the villain
° His clan turning on him
° Dieing with out telling Pebblecreek how he feels about her.

Goals:
° To die in the feilds of battle with his warroir brethren when the time comes.
° To eventually tell Pebblecreek how he feels about her.
° To successfully work up in ranks to maybe second in command. Even if it is very far fetched.
° Teach and mentor an apprentice.
° Attempt to get to know more cats and stop being so solitary.

Likes:
° Pebblecreek
° Being Alone
° Laying in the sun
° Listening to the forest as the wind blows through the trees
° His Family
° training
° His siblings

Dislikes:
° Big groups
° Crowded places
° Dogs
° Two-legs
° Seeing Pebblecreek upset
° Lies told to hurt other beings

::Appearance::
Picture: http://www.austere.co/wp-content/uplo...
Face Structure: Braveheart has a face that is more suited for his body. A more angles agile face with that look of a warrior.
Body Structure: Brave heart is a big, tall, long-legged, sturdy and heavy built with leaness, sporting a broad chest and shoulders.
Pelt: Verily and thickly furred to absorb hard blows and prevent deep claw slashes, bites and force hits upon his body. Darkly brown with lighter tones of brown all around.
Eyes: pale green eyes
Distinguishable Markings: Black widely markings of a tabby down his back and upon his face.

::Background::
Kithood:

It was a late summer night a buetiful queen and her mate decided it was much to boring to be stuck loitering around in a den when it was such a beautiful night. And all the stars were shining brightly. The two cats happy and very loving of each other snuck out to the meadow to look at the stars like they had done when they were a few moons younger and their duties did not make them so busy. The queen sat resting his head on her mates shoulder purring happily before suddenly giving a pained noise. Her mate a agile tom spoke. "Darkfur are you alright?" The Tom genuinely concerned for his mate. "Oh Brownfire I think I'm starting to kit." A pained queen replied within the first contraction she was feeling. Brownfire moved quickly and maneuverd his queen to the under brush grass where she would be safe while she kitted. To far away from the Clan nursery to kit. "Darkfur I will run and get the medicine cat please be safe and do what you feel is right.With that Brownfire ran to get help for his mate. Darkpur during the time Brownfire was getting help and unable to help it began kitting frightened without her mate but kitting a smooth and easy labor. Birthing only a single long haired kit. When Brownfire returned with the Medicine cat all was well. Handing his mate and new born kit over to the medicine cat. The Medicine Cat saw only clean bills of health and let the mates enjoy the moment with there new born kit before leaving. "My love he was the only one but all is well. Surely we will have another litter to keep him company when he is older." Darkfur purred licking the kit clean who mewed loudly and tried to escape it's mother's lapping tounge. Brownfire chuckled and agreed. "He is very brave to be running from his mother's bathing. Certainly a brave kit." Suddenly acclaimed with joy Darkfur spoke delighted. "It's perfect my Love. I will name him Bravekit." Darkfur and Brownfire agreed. From that night on they raised their kit upon the warroirs code, kindness, and generosity.

Apprenticeship:

It wasn't to long before Bravekit became Bravepaw as he moved up to the rank of a apprentice of a Senoir warroir named Badgerclaw. A wise old Warroir that had only mentored one apprentice before. Bravepaw worked diligently and made his mentor very proud. The young apprentice excelled at everything that was thrown at him despite a few short coming. Badgerclaw worked Bravepaw hard but the apprentice did everything with out complaint. Even when his mother had a second litter and all he wanted to do was play and be the best older brother. Working through his aging moons and made time between family and training with his Mentor. Finally until he was old enough and deemed ready to become a warrior as he came of age.

The Golden Years:

These years are still upon him and playing out. Bravepaw became Braveheart as he proved himself a warrior after saving a kit from a diving Falcon. Doing the impossible leaping out and snatching the kit from the scruff. Fighting off an angry bird still after the kit. That night with minor wounds he graduated from Apprentice to Warroir. After the celebrations he joined many battles and was always successful. Only killing when it had to be done. One battle he met a cat a beautiful she-cat named Pebblecreek. Battling at her side it was love at first sight for braveheart. Even if was very shy he became her friend but that was all it was for he never told his feelings for her. Devastated when she took a mate that wasn't him. He began avoiding her and never talked to many but his family in heart break but never let his duties as a warroir slip. Braveheart had never stopped loving the beautiful PebbleCreek. Only hearing from the background and when he heard after some moons that and watching her from afar that her mate had died and she was alone. So with hope he intends to aprouch and confess and take the place of her deceased mate and give her things her other mate can not do in this life and the next.

The Twilight Years: Has yet to reach elder ages.

::Relationships::
Mother: Darkfur~Living~Queen
Father: Brownfire~Living~Warroir
Brother(s): RobinSong~Living~Apprentice , Slimtail~Deceased~White Cough
Sister(s): Greylight~Living~Apprentice , Willowbranch~Deceased~Weakness(Runt of the litter)

Maternal Grandmother: BlackHare~Living~Elder
Maternal Grandfather: Greystrike~Deceased~Death in combat
Maternal Aunt(s): Ashwhisker~Living~Queen , Sagepaw~Living~Warroir
Maternal Uncle(s): Stubtail~Living~Warrior
Maternal Cousin(s): To many to name all them.

Paternal Grandmother: Yewleaf~Deceased~Old Age
Paternal Grandfather: Dogear~Living~Elder
Paternal Aunt(s): Sagehope~Living~Queen , Yellowbeam~Living~Queen
Paternal Uncle(s): Brazeheart~Deceased~Death in Battle , Oneear~Living~Warrior.
Paternal Cousin(s): It would be to many to name from all the litters of his family

In-Laws: N/A
Other Relatives: Frostfur and Ashdown~Living~Loner~fourth Cousins

Crush: Pebblecreek
Mate: Soon to be Pebblecreek.

::Other::
Favorite Flower: Bluebells.
Favorite Season: Newleaf Season{Spring.}
Favorite Time of Day: Sunup
Theme Song: I wouldn't Mind - He is We
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Name || Dustfeather

-> kit name || Dusty
-> apprentice name || None (See History)
-> warrior name || Dustfeather


Age || 50 moons
Clan || WindClan
Rank || Warrior

Appearance ||



-> markings || sandy colored pelt
-> scars || none



Personality || Dustfeather is the quiet, serious tom who doesn't exactly know what a joke is. He wasn't around other cats when he was a kittypet (see History), so he still needs to learn how to interact socially with his clanmates - not that he won't talk to them. He'll talk to them, he is the cat you refer to for battle strategies, or which hunting tactic to use. He is the cat who you respect for his silence and listen to when he talks. He doesn't seem to have taken any particular liking to a she-cat, though the apprentices enjoy secretly pairing him up with the other warriors, then giggling about it to themselves - but then immediately becoming stock still and silent when he walks by. Soon, Dustfeather will realize he has feelings growing for the leader's sister, Harefoot... hmm...

History || Dustfeather was born as a kittypet. He lived as a kittypet for most of his life, and at that time he was called Dusty. He didn't think much of the strange caterwauling he sometimes heard in the night, coming from the forest, or the flashes of fur caught in glimpses between the trees. He never thought about what life would be like away from his Twoleg, he never saw the need.

Dusty's Twoleg was not treating him... well. This we could call 'abusing', though Dusty hardly knew that his life was not the normal life of a kittypet. Dusty lived in horrible conditions (he did not know that other cats didn't live like that), with just barely enough food (to him it was normal) and, with hardly any attention at all (which Dusty also always thought natural). He just grew up with this Twoleg, feeling neither gratitude nor hate towards him, only quiet indifference. When Dusty was about four years in human years old, his Twoleg could no longer take care of him. He set Dusty out in a box in the woods, with just enough food and water to sustain him for a few nights, and left him. Dusty did not realize he was being let go, until nearly a week had passed and his Twoleg hadn't returned yet. When he finally realized, he felt neither sadness, nor happiness. He just calmly stepped out of his cardboard box, and into the world he would now have to make a home in. Up to this point in his life, he never really felt much emotions, it was as if they were kept locked in a box and stowed in the basement deep in his heart.

Dusty traveled for a few days until he reached the edge of the forest and came to a huge moor. He looked out onto it, (by now being quite thin and exhausted) and saw a cat. She was running, faster than the wind, across the great moor, and chasing what looked to be a small, terrified rabbit. The rabbit raced towards Dusty, with the she-cat not too far behind. When the rabbit saw Dusty, it immediately veered right, but being a confused and exhausted little rabbit, it ran straight into a bramblebush, and got caught in the thorns. Dusty ran forward, getting to the rabbit the same time the she-cat did. Only now did she notice Dusty, thin, bedraggled, and panting from the running he wasn't yet used to. And only now did Dusty notice her striking, gray-amber eyes, her long, lean build, and her bright orange coat. He shook his head, clearing it. The she-cat, now recovered from the shock of the strange cat, snarled. Dusty barely had enough time to unsheath his claws before she was on him, attacking him with such ferocity that he could hardly get a blow at her, and only defend himself.

"Harefoot! What are you doing?"

The she-cat stopped, and turned behind her, where a tom, with a similar orange coat, stood behind her, flanked by two other cats.

"Harefoot, who is this?" The tom repeated.

"He...I...I don't know, Eaglestar, but I caught him trying to steal my rabbit." Harefoot replied, and then sat down, tucked her tail around her paws and flattened her ears at him.

"I did nothing of the sort!" Dusty exclaimed, rising to his paws. "I just saw, um, Harefoot, racing after this rabbit, then saw it go into the bramblebush and came to see what this was about - and then she attacked me!" He glared back at her.

"Enough! Come along, Braveheart, bring him back to camp." Eaglestar surveyed Dusty and Harefoot one last time before whisking around and marching back up the slope. Harefoot copied him, and Dusty had no choice but to allow himself to be herded after them.

When they reached what one of the warriors called their 'camp', he was deposited in the middle of the clearing, where he sat down and began washing his ears. He felt the eyes of many cats, but didn't look up, instead kept right on washing.

"Let all cats old enough to hunt gather at the Tallrock!"

Dusty looked up to see Eaglestar standing up above, on the top of a... tall, rock. Slowly, cats began emerging from what appeared to be dens, until at least twenty cats sat under the Tallrock behind Dusty. Eaglestar looked down at him.

"Who are you?" he asked simply.

And so Dusty gave his story. Once he was finished, casting a glance at Harefoot, who sat near him (who promptly glared back), he looked back up at Eaglestar. But he was not quite finished.

"And there's one more thing -" Dusty added, before Eaglestar could open his mouth. The leader nodded. Dusty looked back at the strange cats behind him, with their strong, but lean build, then the dens made of grass and vines around him, then at a smaller opening near the base of the Tallrock, where high pitched mewling could be heard, and finally, back at Eaglestar. "I would like to join your clan." He said.

Immediately, the cats around him exploded into yowls of protest. They did not what some kittypet joining their clan, this was ridiculous, and Eaglestar shouldn't even think of the idea. They were all silenced, however, with a flick of the leader's tail. He was looking down at Dusty, with his pitifully thin frame, broken claws, and tattered fur. "Go on."

"Well," Dusty continued, shooting a sideways glance at Harefoot again. "I can see you are cats with honor. I saw Harefoot racing across the moor after that rabbit, and I saw the same muscles in her that I see now in most of you - I take it you use those to catch more prey like rabbits. Then I see the pile of prey in the center of this clearing," he nodded to a heap of fresh-kill, "and I also take it you bring what you catch back here. To share with the lesser capable," he nodded at the smaller den near the base of the Tallrock and another den where a few elderly cats where sitting near, "the ones who cannot hunt for themselves. I see you are a clan of cats who help eachother survive and then again pass on these skills to the next generations, "he nodded to a young cat sitting near him, who shuffled his paws, embarrassed, "and... I would like that." He sat back down, suddenly feeling self-concious, with all the cats around him. He wasn't used to so many.

It looked like the leader was about to speak, when suddenly a great cloud passed over the sun high in the sky, casting them all into shadow.

There was a moment of silence, after which the cloud moved away again, and Eaglestar spoke. "I believe we have our answer. Canteringspirit, do you see what I see?" He looked on to a cat sitting near the back, who, from where Dusty was sitting, smelled like herbs and water. She/he nodded, but said nothing. Dusty turned back around to look at Eaglestar, eyes narrowed.

"Yes. StarClan has spoken! You are now a part of WindClan, Dusty - or should I say, Dustfeather?" With that, Eaglestar leapt down from the rock, and began padding away. Amid the shocked silence, a single voice rang out, "Will he have a naming ceremony?"

Eaglestar paused. "No," he said. "He may have StarClan's acceptance as of now, but he is not a full warrior of this clan until he shows his worth." The tom stayed for a moment longer, then disappeared into a den next to the Tallrock.

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Moons have passed, and now Dustfeather has finally been accepted into the clan. He does not have an apprentice yet, but he has finally gained his fellow warriors' respect. He never once has wished about his former Twoleg, and as far as he is concerned, WindClan is his home.

What he does not know, however, is that he is slowing beginning to like the leader's sister, Harefoot, and that she might be beginning to like him back...

Family/Relations ||

|| Mother ||Birdie
|| Father || Unknown
|| Sister(s) || None
|| Brother(s) || None
|| Mate ||
-> crush || Harefoot, rped by Lilian
-> mate || We don't knowwww yetttt
|| Kit(s) || None
|| Apprentice || None

Open Collaborations || None

Major Disclaimer: This template and cat belongs to ©Lilian McLoughlin

" I'm not crazy, my reality is just different then yours,"

{ Identification: Name }

[ Kit Name ] Hawkkit
[ Apprentice Name ] Pebblepaw
[ Warrior Name ] Pebblecreek

[ Nickname(s) ] Peb, Pebby, Pebble, Cree, Creek
[ Preferred Nickname(s) ] Pebble

{ Identification: Birth }

[ Gender ] Female
[ Age ] 30 moons
[ Date of Birth ] September 23rd
[ Time of Birth ] Dusk
[ Place of Birth ] WindClan Nursery

{ Identification: Appearance }

[ Image ]



[ Pelt ] Brown female with black, white, light gray stripes
[ Eyes ] Light Yellow
[ Markings ] Stripes
[ Body Build ] Pebblecreek holds a record of skinniest, slim she cat in WindClan, except when she became pregnant with kits, she supports bony shoulders and is short legged,

{ Identification: Clan }

[ Clan ] WindClan
[ Rank ] Kit ~ Apprentice ~ Warrior ~ Queen
[ Mentor ] None
[ Apprentice ] None
[ Former Mentor ] Unknown ~ Ask Me
[ Trained Apprentices ] Unknown ~ Ask Me

{ Identification: Background }

[ Personality ]
Hypersensitive sense of smell, hearing, sight, etc, okay she doesn't have hypersensitive sense of smell, hearing and sight, it's just that they are more clearer then any other cats. Contradicts everyone about absolutely anything even the pointless things, she's a talker, she talks on and on about well anything or nothing useful or not. Absolutely no sense of direction, she gets her left and rights mixed up a lot because people just don't seem to understand what she means. Relaxes by being around close friends even if not interacting with them, when she's sleeping or just resting up outside the den, no matter where she is she always needs her friends. Falls asleep when temperature rises above a certain point, that's just the normal thing a queen does when it's hot out.
[ History ]

{ Kithood }

Beetlewind was in deep labor, the medicine cat was with her and so was her mother Acornshadow, her mate Dirtjaw was waiting outside the nursery for this horror to be all over, it was storming, which meant that rain was falling and lighting was in the sky, thunder made the walls of the nursery shake, scaring Beetlewind. Beetlewind pushed on, ignoring the sounds of thunder and the sound of birds screeching, the medicine cat ready to do what she needed to help the birth go smoothly for each kitten.

Dirtjaw paced outside the nursery, waiting to hear the news on his beloved mate, who was giving birth to four lovely kits, he kneaded the ground, cats milled about him, watching him and then looking at the nursery with a shake of their head, Beetlewind had been in labor ever since sun-high. Dirtjaw was worried, he was worried he might lose his kits or worse, his mate, he began pacing and pacing, he heard a shrill cry come from the nursery and turned. The medicine cat came out. " The first kit has been born!" The medicine cat announced before ducking inside.

Dirtjaw was glad and happy, he got closer to the nursery and he heard a voice, " Two more have been born!" The medicine cat said and cats began to purr in happiness. Dirtjaw was worried still, one more and they would be okay and alive, Dirtjaw saw the medicine cat, a worried expression on its face as it came out, " A fifth kit was born, it looks weak, but I have no idea what will happen to it," the medicine cat announced. Dirtjaw raced in and saw all Five kits, they we're all healthy and okay, that's all that mattered to Dirtjaw at the moment , he comes over to Beetlewind. " I wanna name the only she-kit Hawkkit, after the hawk that cried when she was born," Beetlewind whispers as she looked up at Dirtjaw. Dirtjaw nodded, " Alright Beetle, we can name her Hawkkit," Dirtjaw said.

Four sunrises later, Hawkkit was strong like the others and she was able to run and play, she had deep gray yellowish Amber eyes, that seemed to pierce into your skin and look out the other side. Hawkkit squealed in happiness as her brothers chased her, pretending to be warriors chasing out a loner, or that's what she though they said.
" Hawkkit! Watch out!" Squealed her brother, Ferretkit.
Hawkkit didn't stop in time and she crashed into the leader, who chuckled deeply and turned to look at who crashed into him, he bent his head down and picked up Hawkkit and set her down on her feet.
" Watch out where you're going young'un," The leader said before turning back to his mate whom he had been talking to just moments before.
" Sorry!" Hawkkit squeaked.

{ Apprenticeship }

Hawkkit and her brothers were just about ready to become apprentices when a battle struck, they were pushed and thrown into the nursery where there mother and father kept them safe. Hawkkit was afraid and scared, she hit under her fathers stomach as the battle went on, no one went into the nursery, Elders and the medicine cat were also in the nursery, Hawkkit sighed.

When it was over the camp was a wreck, one or two cats littered the camp, first they mourned the cats who died and then the leader made them apprentices, " Wait! I want my name changed to Pebblepaw, in honor of Pebblecloud the elder who fought in the battle!" Hawkpaw announced, the leader looked around and no one objected, the leader nodded and fulfilled her wish.

But when they were fifteen moons old, another battle was unleashed, Pebblepaw's brothers fought in battle and three of her brothers died, only Ferretpaw survived, she grieved for days on end, doing nothing but eating and sleeping.

{ Golden Years }

Pebblepaw became Pebblecreek when she was older and she became friendly with an old tom named Vole___, they became great friends and then great mates, Pebblecreek was expecting kits Vole___'s kits. But when they were ready to come, Vole___ had caught green cough and died. Pebblecreek gave birth to three healthy kits who now didn't have a father. Pebblecreek moved on and she fell in love with another tom, Braveheart.

{ Elder Years } TBA

[ Likes (✦) ]
✦ Toms ; She's Heterosexual
✦ Kits ; She has three of her own
✦ Life ; Because she just does
✦ Hunting ; She loves hunting by herself
[ Dislikes (✧) ]
✧ Fighting ; Her favorite elder died in battle, she therefore despises fighting
✧ Life ; she hates it and loves it
✧ Tunnels ; she hates them and are afraid they will collapse
✧ Other cats ; she will sometimes hate other cats
[ Strengths (✓) ]
✓ Kits
✓ Love
✓ Family
[ Weaknesses (✕) ]
✕ Pain
✕ Fears
✕ Life
[ Fears ]
~ Death
~ Water
~ Dying
[ Secrets ]
~ She is in love with Braveheart
[ Goals ]
~ To live

{ Identification: Family }

{ Main }

[ Mother ] Beetlewind
[ Father ] Dirtjaw
[ Brother(s) ] Ravenpaw ~ Deceased, Heronpaw ~ Deceased, Mosspaw ~ Deceased, Ferretstone ~ Alive
[ Sister(s) ] Zero

{ In-Laws }

[ Brother-In-Laws ] None
[ Sister-In-Laws ] None

{ Identification: Relationships }

[ Sexuality ] Heterosexual
[ Crush ] Vole___, now Braveheart
[ Relationship Status ] Single

[ Mate ] No one
[ Kits ]
Brackenkit ~ Alive
Nightkit ~ Alive
Sharpkit ~ Alive

"We're all mad here,"

This template/character is mine, and I take all right to it. Although I take no right to any art shown within the profile.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◆ | Geɴerαl Iɴғorмαтιoɴ | ◆

Name ↠ Lilywater

Age ↠ 23 moons

Gender ↠ Female (She-Cat)

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◆ | Bιrтн Iɴғorмαтιoɴ | ◆

Place of Birth ↠ WindClan Nursery

Time of Birth ↠ 4:09pm

Season ↠ May 16th

Zodiac ↠ Taurus, cusp of Gemini

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◆ | Clαɴ Iɴғorмαтιoɴ | ◆

Birth Clan ↠ WindClan

Current Clan ↠ WindClan

Apprentice ↠ None

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◆ | Appeαrαɴce Iɴғorмαтιoɴ | 
◆

Image ↠

Description ↠ A thin and lean, but healthy cat. Lilywater is a beautiful female with short, but fluffy, light and greatly groomed fur. Lilywater has short fur on her legs though, making her seem more tidy. She has a long and fluffy tail, too. Her pure well taught blue eyes are almost always gleaming with intelligence and wonder. Lilywater is thin, and an average height, but a very skilled fighter with her brilliant strength extremely misconceived due to her appearance.

Markings ↠ No remarkable or noticeable markings yet, although she dose have the smallest scar on the left side at the back of her neck. This is covered by her fur, however.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◆ | Perѕoɴαl Iɴғorмαтιoɴ | ◆

Personality ↠ Lilywater is all about strength, stamina and will. Stubborn by nature, she will stand her ground to the bitter end (sometimes even irrationally so). But that's okay because the Lilywater is also a loving, sympathetic and appreciative. She's is very understanding and when others need someone to unburden ourselves to, others often share our deepest fears with her. Lilywater is very patient, practical and efficient, and she's excellent in matters teaching. Although initially she may have her own best interest at heart, Lilywater can be ultimately and endlessly generous with their time, possessions and love. Flexibility, balance and adaptability are also words to describe her. She is quick to grasp the meaning of a situation and act on it. Lilywater tends to have a duality to her nature, and can sometimes be tough to predict how she'll react to something. Although, Lilywater doesn't hesitate to do something dirty and knows how to easily manipulate others or how to sway their opinions.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◆ | Bαcĸɢroυɴd Iɴғorмαтιoɴ | ◆

History ↠ Kit — Born with two other siblings, two brothers, she was the last to open her eyes but the first to take her first steps. With a loving family she was a shy kit, but soon came out of her shell. Well taught from a young age she always knew when playing fighting had gotten too rough and if no queens where around, out of the others with their help she was almost always the one to brake up an argument to the older moons of her kit-hood.

But, while still in the younger moons of her kit-hood, she was easily fooled a lot of times and was often made a laughing stock of — however all in good fun, because Lilywater as a kit would not ever take anything to heart and most of the kits there where her friends, and got along good afterwards.

Lilywater's mother died five moons after giving birth to herself and her brothers, due to unknown reasons and their father was now almost always in the Nursery checking in on them as another Queen took care of them for the rest of their Kit-hood.

Apprentice — When made an Apprentice, she got a successful warrior as her mentor and he trained her well. Becoming like a second-father figure next to her biological father. Lilywater treasured every second of training as if it where to be her last day as an Apprentice. At the start of her training she was very grateful in the fact that her mentor never pre-judged her abilities.

Her father passed due to falling into a river, and the current being too strong for him to even try to swim against. Herself and her brothers where there when it happened, as all of them tried to help him survive but to no avail. Lilywater steered away from water and rivers for moons afterwards.

But, before her Warrior ceremony she was sent out on a patrols with warriors, and after another warrior had fallen into the river due to them slipping of a log, Lilywater overcame her fear and sprang forward, in the end saving the warrior with the other cats' help.

Warrior — As her warrior ceremony came to pass, she was named "water", in honer of over coming her fear and saving someone. The others where named and the ceremony went smoothly. The night was long, sitting in the bitter old of a fresh winter and not speaking as other cats basked in the warmth of the allocated dens.

The first few days of being a warrior were exciting, being able to go out of camp without someone hovering over your shoulder and the new responsibility of serving the Clan where overwhelming great. Lilywater loved every moment of hunting alone and the night patrols.

She had her first Apprentice at the age of 18 moons, and she loved her Apprentice. A well behaved cat she was and her name was Moonpaw. Although due to Lilywater inuring herself badly and almost braking a leg, her Apprentice was given a new mentor, one of her brothers took over the duty.

After the first moons of being a Warrior, an older Warrior took her under his wing, almost acting like her new father. He did this with her brothers too, although Lilywater was more than happy to spend time with her new friend.

Other ↠ She had recovered, although she wasn't given Moonpaw back to train.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◆ | Relαтιoɴѕнιp & Fαмιly Iɴғorмαтιoɴ | ◆|

Mother ↠ Deceased, StarClan

Father ↠ Deceased, StarClan

Bother ↠ Alive, WindClan, Open, Ask first

Brother ↠ Alive, WindClan, Open, Ask first

Crush ↠ Open, Ask first

Mate ↠ Crush first

This template belongs to Parafox

Name:
Kit: Skykit
Apprentice: Skypaw
Warrior: Skyfang

Clan: WindClan
Gender: Male
Age: 18 moons
Rank: Warrior

Appearance:
History: Skyfang was born in the dead of the night, along with his two siblings: an older sister now known as Cloverpool and a younger brother now known as Moorshade . His mother, Willowheart, always told Skyfang he was the loudest of the kits; not that the others were quiet, he was just very loud! The entire Clan dreaded the day he and his littermates were allowed outside of the nursery, contaminating the camp with noise. Over time, Skykit learned to be quieter and respectful to the older cats in the Clan. He was disgusted when he learned of the medicine cat's den: some cats sat around all day sniffing stinky herbs instead of hunting and fighting for their Clan? He knew he would never want a life like that.

Upon receiving his apprentice name, Skypaw was eager to begin exploring outside the camp. He loved the gusts of wind, the smell of heather and the thump of rabbit paws. His siblings frequently hunted with him and Silverbreeze, making mistakes and cheering each other's victories. They would also train together, their early sessions being like their fights in the nursery, but gradually their moves became more precise, faster and deadlier.

Eventually, Skypaw was deemed skilled enough to be a warrior. Calling upon their warrior ancestors, the leader granted him the name Skyfang. The entire Clan cheered as the traditional vigil was prepared an carried out. Eager to finally be a warrior, Skyfang turned his gaze to the horizon, wondering what would happen next...
Personality: A fiercely loyal cat, Skyfang is loyal to his Clan over anything else. He sees creatures in a black and white way: WindClan, prey for WindClan and everything else as out to destroy Windclan. As such, he is untrusting of any cat that was not born and raised in WindClan and has been openly hostile towards rouges, loners and kittypets who wander too close. His disgust for the other Clans are even worse, however. He refuses to speak to cats of other Clans at Gatherings and offers no hospitality or aid to other Clans except for kits, but only because it is instructed to do so in the Warrior Code. He also despises the medicine cats, seeing them as rabbit-hearted cowards for not fighting and hunting like the rest of their Clan. He has retained his loud voice from when he was a kit, but knows better than to use it to command others. He is a servant of the Clan, not a leader.

Mentor: Silverbreeze (Open to RP)
Apprentice: None
Friends: His siblings
Family: Heathertail (Father, open to RP), Willowheart (Mother, open to RP), Cloverpool (Sister, open to RP), Moorshade )Brother, Open to RP)

Glow
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General
Name: Glow BrindlekitBrindlepawBrindleglow(?)
Age: 2 moons
Gender: Feminine
Sexuality: Unknown
Location of Birth: Unknown
Time of birth: Unknown
Season of birth: Leaf-bare


Clan Specific
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Loner KitApprenticeWarriorSenior Warrior
Mentor: N/A
Apprentices: N/A

Personality
General: Glow never worries, about anything really, she's very positive and willing to help anyone in need mainly because WindClan helped her when she would have died otherwise. She always has great ideas because of her imaginative mindset, though a lot of her ideas are crazy and unreal, she is very clever and inventive, as she gets older she will attract many toms because of her beauty and constant joyful nature. Glow will always speak her mind, she becomes easily bored on a daily basis, she can sometimes be blunt and over-confident.
Strengths:
~Speed
~Stealth/Hiding
Weaknesses:
~Battle
~Bullies
Fears:
~Nobody trusting her
~Not going to StarClan
Quirks:
~Night-owl
~Favorite game is mossball
Goals:
~Prove she's loyal to WindClan
~Acceptance
Belief: StarClan

Fates
Zodiac: Sagittarius (December 20th)(view spoiler)[Sagittarius seem to be guided by luck, good things happen to Sagittarius and this is usually because of their optimistic outlook and positive disposition which attracts good fortune. Despite hardships, Sagittarius is always optimistic that good things will happen tomorrow and the future carries good luck. Sagittarius have a vibrant, expansive personality that is free like a bird, Sagittarius cannot be contained. They are full of curiosity and they always look forward to the future, never dwelling on the past. Sagittarius are detached from emotions because emotions hold a person back, they do not like to talk about their feelings, they simply experience them and move on. Sagittarius can be reckless and irresponsible because they will jump at a suggestion of something new before they weigh the advantages and disadvantages. (hide spoiler)]
Birth Stone: Zircon/Turquoise
Birth Flower: Narcissus
Element: Fire
Lucky Color: Blue
Lucky Number: 23
Best Match: Aries/Leo
Jewelry: Silver

Description
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Eyes: Light Amber
Pelt: Tawny/Redish-brown
Body Type: Small/Slim but muscled
Distinctive Markings: Black tail-tip, white muzzle
Scars: N/A

History
Kitted: She was born to a father who hated the Clans and a mother whom just wanted peace on a harsh Leaf-bare night. At first believed to have become lost soon after being weaned, Glow remembered being a runt and abandoned when other kits argued about how one would be a small warrior and needed to be thrown out of WindClan.
Apprenticed: (Coming Soon)
Young Life: (Coming Soon)
The Golden Years: (Coming Soon)
The Twilight Years: (Coming Soon)

Family
(Blood)
Father: Unknown Rogue
Mother: Unknown Loner
Sibling(s): Unknown
(Adoptive)
Father: To be decided
Mother: To be decided
Sibling(s):
Mate: Too young
Offspring: Too young
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Patchwhisper
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General
Name: Patches Patchpaw Patchwhisper
Name Reason: Patch-Her pelt/Her former name Whisper-Stealth
Age: 19 moons
Gender: Feminine
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Location of Birth: Kittypet nest
Time of birth: Moon-high
Season of birth: New-leaf


Clan Specific
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Warrior
Previous Mentor: Blue-ear
Apprentices: Open

Personality
General: Patchwhisper is very adaptable to new situations, she's accepting to rude comments and stares, she accepts that shes different. She is very loyal and devoted to her new Clan life and she works vigilantly to learn the warrior code, she wants to know it like the back of her paw. She easily gets overwhelmed and needs an escape, this usually comes from sitting by the lake-side alone, in silence. Patchwhisper is very independent and creative, she loves creating things and giving ideas to a cat in need.
Strengths:
~Creative
~Stealth
Weaknesses:
~Climbing
~Sensitivity
Fears:
~Fire
~Falling out of a tree
Quirks:
~Brings flowers back to her nest
~Loves to sit by the lake
Goals:
~Prove she's loyal to her Clan
~Know the Warrior Code by heart
Belief: StarClan

Fates
Zodiac: Pisces(March 9th)(view spoiler)[Pisces is the sign of mysticism, mystery and the spiritual unknown. Pisces live in two worlds, the real world and the spiritual or mystical world where they interpret what they see into what they want. They do this to avoid all the realities of pain and suffering in the world. They have extremes of emotions and feel both good and bad intensively. Pisces have formidable intuitive ability. Most Pisces are somehow involved with occult or spiritualism. Pisces are very good at understanding people for they have the ability to delve into the psyche and see behind a person's motivations. Pisces are prone to drug addiction and indulging lifestyles because of their eternal search for themselves and their fear of confrontation and having to change a situation, also they justify drug use by allowing it to get closer with their 'spiritual selves'. Once they aware this is why they are doing it, it will be easier to kick the habit. Pisces are not the pushovers that they may seem, in fact they have strength of character and will stand up for what they believe in and and they can do hard work for something they believe in. They can be very lazy but only in matters that they do not care about. Pisces is the most sensitive of all zodiac signs. (hide spoiler)]
Birth Stone: Aquamarine
Birth Flower: Daffodil
Element: Air
Lucky Color: Green
Lucky Number: 16
Best Match: Cancer

Description
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Eyes: Amber
Pelt: Black and white, short soft fur
Body Type: Small/Scrawny
Distinctive Markings: N/A
Scars: One along her right fore-paw

History
Kitted: Patchwhisper was born to Billy and Momma in a human nest, many cats were there, maybe twenty or so, she had a very large family.
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Patches ran joyfully in her human's back yard and looked up at a tall tree, she purred and looked back at Smokey,
"Dare me?" She mewed, Smokey nodded and trotted over to sit for a better view. Patches unsheathed her claws and started to climb the tree, paw over paw like Momma taught her, she reached the lowest branch and wobbled onto it, she looked down at Smokey and smiled
"I did i-" She began to say as a strong wind blew past and jerked the branch from under her paws, she fell head-first to the ground, she saw Smokey run out of the way as her vision went black.

Patches could hear her humans cooing at her and soothing her into a wake, she looked down at her paw, it had weird string through it and she was in a weird human nest with shiny silver things around. A strange human walked over to her and touched her forepaw and shoulder, but she couldn't feel her touch.

Limping around the human's house and not aloud to be outside wore on Patches, being a small kitten with tons of energy that couldn't be spent. The surgery operated on Patches' paw left a long scar, though thin and unnoticeable, she has said since then that she wouldn't climb a tree unless it was to save her life.
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Being in such a large family, Patches felt loved and protected, the toms in the family kept all of the she-cats safe. She rarely grew bored because there was always someone to talk to or play with, sometimes Patches was skittish when the large humans made loud sounds but for the most part she was a very happy cat with her human and cat family.

Apprenticed: "They want to take us where?!" Patches exclaimed and her fur rose to make her look twice her size
"Their taking us to the vet to make us like Momma, remember when she came home and she didn't smell like a she-cat anymore?" Smokey mewed
"I am not going to the vet again, they stabbed me with a sharp thing last time! I wanna run away, but I wanna say bye to Momma. She won't let me go though...." Patches trailed off when Smokey began purring and brushed up against her sister
"We'll see Momma again, all we have to do is make the humans forget about the vet." She reassured Patches and pounced on the fence, climbing up until she reached the top "See you soon Patch?"
"Yeah..." Patches stuttered and squirmed under the fence.
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"My name is Patches" She mewed and let her belly touch the earth as the other cats stared at her
"I'm Blue-ear." One cat said "Follow us."
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After getting to the home of these cats, Patches was accepted into their "Clan" and named Patchpaw, she was apprenticed to Blue-ear and trained to catch rabbits and fight in battles. Patchpaw adapted to this new life easily and learned the Warrior Code, a law that the Clans lived by. She took to her training well, she enjoyed hiding in any brush or rocks to make a very stealthy attack. Many other apprentices and some warriors were very curious about the life Patchpaw used to live, she was always willing and even excited to tell them about her large family and human nest, everything that happened to her in the past and why she left. Sometimes Patchpaw would tell the other apprentices stories that Momma used to tell her. Patchpaw struggled with hunting for some time before she got the hang of her crouch and leap, she also had trouble with a clean kill. It was harder adjusting to working for her food and then eating raw meat but Patchpaw genuinely enjoyed the experience.

Young Life: "I will" Patchpaw said, vowing her loyalty to her Clan and to the Warrior Code.
"By the powers of StarClan I name you Patchwhisper." The leader announced as the Clan began chanting her new name, joy came to her, she was a real warrior now, none of Momma's stories could have been better than this day.
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Through this transition from apprentice to warrior, Patchwhisper received a couple rude comments about her potential as a warrior, a couple warriors teased and taunted her about her humans and her skills. After a moon or so the teasing stopped as each and every cat in the Clan realized she was a loyal and fierce cat, she hunted with precision, fought with stealth and even through she is a small cat she can pack a punch. Throughout her day, Patchwhisper recites the Warrior Code continuously, hoping that she will remember every word some day. She still thought about seeing Momma and her sisters every day of her Clan life.
The Golden Years: Coming Soon
The Twilight Years: Coming Soon

Family
Father: Billy
Mother: Momma(kittypet, open)
Sibling(s):
Smoky(kittypet, sister, open)
Tiger(kittypet, sister, open)
Sarah(kittypet, sister, open)
Mate: Open, please make!
Offspring: Wanted
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