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 Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 5:56 pm
x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x Whitey's Kitties 'O Doom .! M'kay, this will be a record of all my kitties in all my clans, not like a character log or anything, that would take forever. Just a little 'who is in what clan' sort of thing. =D Bloodclan:
Fallenfeather.
Nettletail.
Whitefeather.
Nightfire.
Sparrowpaw.
Onyxpaw.
Later!
Darkclan:
Nettletail.
Skyclan:
Nightfire.
Whitefeather.
Grassclan:
Sparrowpaw.
Streamclan:
Fallenfeather.
Rogues / Loner / Kittypets:
Onyxpaw.
Eh, I'll make it spoofy later. =]
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 5:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 6:04 pm
Nightkit > Nightpaw.
Clan:
Thunderclan > Bloodclan.
Rank:
Kit > Apprentice.
Gender:
Tom.
Age:
Eight moons.
Personality:
Nightpaw is calm and outgoing. He can have his shy moments, but rarely, most of the time the tom likes to have fun and just live it up. He's very enthusiastic when it comes to training, whether it be patrolling, hunting or battle training. The tom is generally optimistic, he goes with the flow. It takes a lot to tick him off and even more to get him to strike.
The generally out going tom tends to wise up when the other clans come into the picture. He has a pride for his clan, and will fight tooth and claw to keep Spiritclan safe. He's not your violent tom, if troubles can be resolved without bloodshed, then he will seek out the answer. Nightpaw is very protective of the ones he cares about, and would give his life to save his clan, like any good warrior should.
Nightpaw is layed back and optimistic. He's used to sharp tongues, as he's had to grow up with his sibling, Whitepaw. It takes a lot to get him mad or depressed, he just takes life as it's given to him. Nightpaw's determined, and like any good apprentice, he plans on being a great warrior one day.
Written Appearance:
Ink black in color, Nightpaw can slither through the shadows undetected. He carries the scent of Thunderclan, emerald green eyes glistening of the leaves. His medium size allows him to move about on steady paws, rather than blundering about like a badger. He's not as swift as those smaller cats, but carries growing power in his lethal paws.
Almost a mirror opposite of his sibling, Whitepaw, Nightpaw is onyx black in color. Sharing his sibling's emerald green eyes. The tom is slightly larger than the white she cat, but certainly not as headstrong. There isn't a speck of another shade on that black pelt, simple dark as a raven's wing.
History:
Nightpaw was born into a litter of two within Thunderclan. The two kits of that litter were sheer opposites from day one. There was Nightkit, and Whitekit. Nightkit was a midnight black tom, while Whitekit was a pure white she cat. A side from looks, they battle in almost every way. If they didn't share blood, there would be no way in the forest they were siblings. Even down to the personality. Whitepaw is a tough one to handle, but her intentions are pure. And Nightpaw is the calm, laid back one of the litter.
Nightpaw shares the same history as his sibling, Whitepaw, so there's no need to explain everything twice. He was born into Thunderclan, their father remaining a mystery to them. Their mother, however, died when they were four moons of age, it really took a toll on Nightpaw, even on Whitepaw. Of course, Whitepaw bounced back faster, Nightpaw stayed in a quiet state. He never completely snapped out of it, he's more reserved than he was, but he's moved on. There's no need to grieve forever.
Bloodclan has since taken over, and young Nightpaw fought his heart out. His life was spared, but for how long? Suddenly, his whole world seemed to be flipped around.
Family:
-- Mother.
-- Father.
-- Whitepaw ;; Sister.
Other:
Formerly of Thunderclan. Currently Bloodclan captive. Later to be in Skyclan.
Theme Song:
Let It Die - Three Days Grace.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 6:09 pm
Whitekit > Whitepaw.
Clan:
Thunderclan > Bloodclan.
Rank:
Kit > Apprentice.
Gender:
She cat.
Age:
Eight moons.
Personality:
Where do I begin? Whitepaw is very stubborn and short tempered. She's very enthusiastic when it comes to training, but order her around and the little she cat can have quite a lashing tongue. Whitepaw's always up for an adventure, some action. In fact, sometimes she'll actually go hunting for trouble, she'd be more than willing to shred some fur of an enemy clan. She has a huge pride and doesn't do well when that pride if hurt. Whitepaw has a way with words, she can talk her way out of anything and isn't afraid to voice her opinions. Despite the fact she seems like a terrorizing little fur ball, Whitepaw means for the best, she wants to be a great warrior one day.
She has her odd wise moments, taking the world by surprise when that wisdom decides to shine. Though this is rare. Whitepaw goes through her moods, sometimes she'll pick a fight with anyone and everyone, and other times she'll be your best friend. She's not your little she cat that's afraid to get her paws wet or her fur in a mat. When it comes to training, Whitepaw's very enthusiastic, her appearance is not considered. Whitepaw is just an odd feline, her moods vary, there's no telling what she'll do.
Written Appearance:
A sleek, petite she cat, Whitepaw has your typical small build. Her small frame doesn't have much power, though her small build grants the little she cat good speed. Hense her name, Whitepaw has a snow white pelt and vibrant emerald green eyes. Oddly enough, Whitepaw has an agile, petite, frame, but a very long tail, kinked near the tip. The she cat has an innocent look to her, though it doesn't take much to take her into a fierce fighter.
Her slender build allow her to slither near silently through the undergrowth, though her white pelt is rather souring in the forest of green. During the winter, hunting becomes easier with the blanket of snow, but during the warm seasons, Whitepaw must be extra careful.
Though small, Whitepaw takes an interest into hunting. In her eyes, protecting the clan is first, what's there to hunt if you have no territory to hunt on? Whitepaw takes on a natural skill for fight, mind you, she's far from the best. The she cat catches on quickly, and with her petite build, speed is granted, good luck getting your paws around her. Though this smaller size does have it's disadvantages. When facing large cats, Whitepaw may be quick and alite, but good luck beating on the big brutes. Sure, every cat has claws, but she's not the strongest cat in the word. Whitepaw prefers to tire out her attacker before doing major damage.
History:
Whitepaw has your typical clan life. She was born and raised into Thunderclan, she, along with her brother, Nightpaw. The pair never met their father, having died before they were born, but their mother would always tell stories about him, he was noble, loyal, and brave. So they say.
Shortly after Nightpaw and Whitepaw reached the age of four moons, their mother took on an illness. Whitepaw can't remember specifically what that illness was, but their mother just didn't have the fight left. Three sunrises, that's all it took before their mother was taken away.
Like any kit or cat, Whitepaw had feelings. Nightpaw was hit harder than she was, being the wild cat Whitepaw was, she bounced back soon enough. She was quiet for a few day, a little off, but Whitepaw came back to it. After that, she was determined to be an amazing warrior, to prove her parents proud, to protect her clan. And that leads us to four moons later.
Whitepaw and Nightpaw now reside in the apprentice den, they've been training to be warriors for two moons now, and things seem pretty good. Whitepaw is content in her home, and looks forward to the bright future ahead.
But not even Whitepaw's courage could stop the overthrow of the clans. Everything she knew was turned inside out as Bloodclan took over the forest. The she cat would have given her life right then and there, in hopes to drive off the power hungry clan. Had it not been for her brother, Whitepaw very well would have, but she had hope that Bloodclan would see it's fall, one day, and young Whitepaw wishes to be apart of it.
Family:
-- Mother.
-- Father.
-- Nightpaw ;; Brother.
Other:
Formerly of Thunderclan. Currently Bloodclan captive. Later to be in Skyclan.
Theme Song:
Headstrong - Trapt.
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x3xPhantomWolfx3x Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 6:12 pm
GREAT! BOTH ACCEPTED! hey I have Moonpaw.. could she be Nightpaw's mate?? If you want to. She is the same way except she'll fight if she has to.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 6:18 pm
Nettlekit > Nettlepaw.
Clan:
Shadowclan > Bloodclan.
Rank:
Kit > Medicine Cat Apprentice.
Gender:
Tom.
Age:
Eight moons.
Personality:
Nettlepaw has a rather neutral personality. He can have his moods, but tends not to be your typical bright hearted medicine cat apprentice. The tom normally tends to keep to himself, coming off as rather quiet and reserved. He's not really your social butterfly, but don't get the impression he's shy. He'd be willing to talk to everyone and anyone, he doesn't have a problem with it, Nettlepaw just prefers not to.
As quiet as he can seem, Nettlepaw has quite the sharp tongue. The tom doesn't have much patients for anything, especially when it comes to kits and elders. He's just not really a social feline. He doesn't care who he's talking to, he'll say what he wants, when he wants.
Nettlepaw is very opinionated, of often tends to look on the more pessimistic side of things. He could very well pass of for 'cold', as he doesn't show much compassion or care, though he is very dedicated to the life of a medicine cat. Had he been a warrior, the line could have been very thin to cross from neutral to the side of rainbows or the side of shadows, but as a medicine cat apprentice, he remains in the middle. That what makes him kind of happy, a rarity, is learning about herbs.
Written Appearance:
Even from birth, Nettlepaw screamed to be a warrior, or so said his gene pool. From his sharp tongue and stubborn attitude, to his massive build and lethal paws.
Nettlepaw is on the larger side of the feline race, muscles tense with raw power, claws long and sharpened. Despite the fact Nettlepaw is a medicine cat, he never was a peaceful one. His passion for herbs overwhelmed his need to be a warrior, though the tom does not hesitate to leap at an enemy attacking his clanmates.
Nettlepaw is a large tabby with amber eyes, often scolding and harsh, especially toward kits. Nettlepaw's built for combat, though his interest in healing is holding strong.
History:
Nettlepaw had your typical Shadowclan life. Both his parents hailed from the roots of Shaodwclan, as would he. As a result of young love between the two young warriors, male and female, a litter of kits were born. There were only three in the litter, the only tom, Nettlepaw, was considerably larger. His two siblings were a bit smaller, not quite as strong. However they were born at a bad time, the pregnancy was hard. Their mother died in birth, and the litter would be fostered by another queen at the time.
However by the first leaf bare, both Nettlepaw's siblings went under to illness, Nettlepaw, too, had the illness. But he was a strong kit, and after a while, was able to shake it off. The tom didn't seem too taken that his siblings were gone, sure, it was a bit depressing at first, but we all have to move on.
While cooped up in the medicine cat den as a kit with the illness, Nettlepaw saw very well how the medicine cat worked and their mysterious ways. Everything about him called to be a warrior. He had a large, strong build, and even as a wrestling kit, foretold promise he'd be a natural at combat. But Nettlepaw was very intrigued by the mysteries of herbs. And by the age of six moons, the tom was granted the position of medicine cat apprentice.
His skills, however, we certainly tested during the battle of Bloodclan and the forest. Not even he could save the noble warriors that went out to Starclan. But there was no turning back, and now Nettlepaw must live under the harsh rule of the clan of blood.
Family:
-- Aldervine ;; Father.
-- Mother.
-- Petalkit ;; Sibling.
-- Pondkit ;; Sibling.
Other:
Formerly of Shadowclan, currently of Bloodclan. Later to be Darkclan medicine cat apprentice.
Theme Song:
Second Chanc - Shinedown.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 6:19 pm
XxShimmeringPhantomWolfxX GREAT! BOTH ACCEPTED! hey I have Moonpaw.. could she be Nightpaw's mate?? If you want to. She is the same way except she'll fight if she has to.
Moonpaw sounds great, sure, I'd love to have 'em be mates. :]
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 6:24 pm
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x3xPhantomWolfx3x Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 6:38 pm
Fallenkit > Fallenpaw > Fallenfeather.
Clan:
Riverclan > Bloodclan.
Rank:
Kit > Apprentice > Warrior.
Gender:
Tom.
Age:
Nineteen moons.
Personality:
Fallenfeather grew from a hyper, curious apprentice to an enthusiastic warrior where he'd become a calm, loyal warrior. Fallenfeather is generally laid back and doesn't much like barking at his warriors or snapping harsh commands. He likes to have and give freedom. Fallenfeather is generally optimistic and outgoing.
Even when it comes to gatherings, the tom is still pretty laid back, though he's pretty formal and watches what he does. Mind you, Fallenfeather does have a temper in which he isn't afraid to unleash it on enemies fur. He isn't particularly fond of Shadowclan, and gets kind of edge when there about, but nothing major.
Fallenfeathers an alight cat. He's pretty cheerful, but really protective of his clanmates. Though the tom has no current mate or close family, he'd die to protect anyone in the clan. A kind fellow in the forest, a fierce opponent in battle.
Written Appearance:
Fallenfeather is a medium sized tom with large lethal paws. He has a dark off-black pelt, like a dark charcoal color that clash with bright yellow eyes. The tom has an orange tuff of fur on the tip of his tail and one dipped orange fore paw. Fallenriver is a lean tom, made for Windclan. There's nothing special to Fallenfeather, Riverclan blood runs through his veins, he build like a Riverclanner. That's all there is to it.
History:
Fallenfeather was born into a litter of three. He, Raccoonkit and Snailkit. Their mother was Frozenflower, their fathering being Gorsewhisker. Fallenfeather nor his siblings have ever met their father, it was said he died before they were born, it was obvious the impact that had on their mother, she was never right.
Fallenfeather and young Raccoontail grew into fine young warriors together, they were best friends. But for siblings, they were far from the same. His brother was rather ill tempered and quite the devious trouble maker, where as Fallenfeather was more of a mellow character. But they got along well, almost everything the pair did was together. The tom was never quite as close with Snailflower as he was Raccoontail, but he still loved her.
It was together that they marched into battle with Bloodclan, however by the end of the battle cried, Raccoontail and Snailflower had fallen. Fallenfeather was, and still is, devasted to have the death of his brother and sister. The warriors feels a little lost, but this only makes him all the more determined to carry on for his siblings.
Family:
Frozenflower ;; Mother.
Gorsewhisker ;; Father.
Raccoontail ;; Brother.
Snailflower ;; Sister.
Other:
Formerly of Riverclan, currently of Bloodclan, later to be Streamclan deputy.
Theme Song:
Rusted From The Rain - Billy Talent.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 6:39 pm
Lol, thank you again!
Sorry for making all the cats, Fallenfeather will be my last one for a while, promise. :]
Thank you!
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x3xPhantomWolfx3x Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 6:47 pm
lol it's no problem!
I've had 2 go through more especially when I make my own sweatdrop lol
I love that picture for Fallenfeather! OMG I'm sooo putting that on my profile! LOL
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 4:56 pm
Clan: Windclan --> Bloodclan --> Grassclan.
Rank: Kit.
Gender: She cat.
Age: Four moons.
Personality: Sparrowkit is quite the young she cat. She's spunky and determined. The young feline has a strong personality, and can have quite the temper. She isn't easily befriended, and in her eyes, it's all survival of the fittest. Sparrowkit is witty, and doesn't hesitate to speak her mind, often getting her in quite the trouble.
Written Appearance: Sparrowkid has lean and powerful hind legs, used for climbing heights, and jumping of the sorts. However Sparrowkit is more so lean and lanky, than she is tones and muscled. She prefers speed and agility over strength and power. The young she-kit is perfectly happy with her body structure, placed perfectly within the middle. Sparrowkit is neither huge, nor tiny.
Coating this mid-sized frame, happens to be an onyx black pelt, a black as dark as a sparrow's glossy feathers. Hense where she gets her name. Very noticable within a mop of onyx hair happens to be Sparrowkit's yellow-green eyes. They start out a bright yellow, but seem to mold into a vivid emerald green as approaching the pupil.
History: Sparrowkit was born into Windclan, just like any clan cat. She was always determined to learn, and even as a kit, aspired to be one of the best warriors there ever was. The young she-kit never met her father, and hasn't the slightest idea as to who he is. But her mother was killed in the Bloodclan take over. Sparrowkit ran away after that, now wondering the territory in hope for life, other than Bloodclan itself.
Family: Unknown.
Other: Later to become mates with Brokenpaw.
Theme Song: That's Okay - The Hush Sound.
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Fantasizing Dreams Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 5:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 9:13 pm
Clan: Bloodclan.
Rank: Apprentice.
Gender: Tom.
Age: Seven moons.
Personality: Confident, proud, secretive, cunning, witty, deceiving, cocky, conniving, opinionated, strategic.
There are so many angles to Onyxpaw, like a broken mirror, shatter into a million shards. Each shard indicating a potential action or reaction. The tom is rather unpredictable, in fact, he is anything but easy to predict. Like his blood which pulses through his Clan, Bloodclan, the warrior is strong and conniving. At first glance, Onyxpaw is calm, reserved. To the outside world, he is but a shadow, still as stone with the eyes of a hawk. The tom is not one for controlling the limbs of every warrior within spitting distance, in fact, he would much rather let them duke out their problems and learn from it. Detached as he seems, Onyxpaw can come across as rather nonchalant, observative. Perhaps this is true, as Onyxpaw believes his warrior must learn from their mistakes or they won't learn at all, a form of tough love in that sense.
In taking a gander beyond that stern shell, within that ever complex mind of his, one might learn a few things. Below that silent exterior, is the mind of a warrior. Hell, if Onyxpaw were to speak his thoughts as quickly as he thought them, he may have had more enemies than he did allies. For this exact reason, self discipline is a beauty. The ever watching Onyxpaw is always making mental notes, planning and scheming. The tom is not as power hungry as he may come across, but he will do whatever it takes to ensure Bloodclan is and always will be thriving. Onyxpaw does not always see the sense in getting in his enemies face, but would rather use strategy to whip them back into their place. The tom can be blunt with his words and happens to be extremely opinionated, but never will he reveal to the world his frustrations, but rather strikes back when the time be appeals to Bloodclan. Though Onyxpaw is not a tom of many words, he is extremely straight forward and strategic in his way of thinking.
Despite the fact Onyxpaw is not your affectionate, 'all paws on deck' sort of tom, he cares for his Clan to the world's end. There is nothing, nothing, nothing that would place itself before the well being of Bloodclan. Admittedly, the tom is a little rough around the edges. He tends to be self sacrificial and may even become merciless if his Clan really depended on it. This tom is not only pro-Bloodclan, but he lives, breathes, and thinks in the interests of his Clan, be it he is in the equation or not.
Written Appearance: There is not odd nor insanely spectacular about this young tom. At first glance, one only sees some feline, but not the story or life he leads. To the common outsider, Onyxpaw is but a rough-around-the-edges sort of tom, just some feral. The tom is not overly welcoming in appearance, but what sort of warrior is these days anyways? All the same, Onyxpaw does not deal in intimidation, not in the appearance sense anyway. To put it bluntly, the tom is pure black on colour, contrast to a set of vivid amber eyes.
In delving a bit deeper, one might grow aware of the little details that may make Onyxpaw who he is today. Take, for example, the tom's size. In nature, Onyxpaw is not overly huge, nor is he underly small. Rather, the warrior sits happily in the middle, somewhere on that scale. Unlike some of his fellow comrades, Onyxstar is not broad in the shoulders, large in the paws, or tough in the bones. All the same, he is not blessed with the grace of daintiness. Oddly enough, Onyxpaw is build to be long and slim. He's tall in the limbs, taller than most anyway. Lining such a narrow bone structure are weaves of long, lean muscles, tweaked for perfection given his size. Onyxpaw is narrow in the shoulders and haunches, accompanied by a small ribcage and abdomen. What this lacks for in brute strength, is easily made up in speed and wiry reflexes. The tom is not overly fast, nor unstoppably strong, but this needn't matter to the young feline. For it isn't necessarily these qualities that make up a warrior of success, but rather the wit behind it.
History: Onyxpaw is son to the young Vixencharm, a young former queen of Windclan. Onyxpaw is aware of his Windclan heritage, for the two part names his mother, he, and his siblings share, like the other clan warriors. However when his mother fled her home in Windclan, after her mate had been killed by a fox, she took refugee in Bloodclan. They accepted her, and it is where her kits were born. Onyxpaw has since grown into a fine young apprentice, and though he bares the marks of Windclan, he is fully loyal to Bloodclan.
Family: Vixencharm, Shardpaw, Foxpaw, Russetpaw, and Wolfpaw.
Other: Onyxpaw is open to the suggestion of a love interest, or changing sides concerning his loyalty. He is not overly close to his family, but he will take their loyalties into consideration.
Theme Song: Pumped up kicks - foster the people.
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Fantasizing Dreams Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 7:26 am
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