[CHAR] WARRIORS: TRIBAL (Act 1)

[Vashonn]

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List of Characters

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List of Characters

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The Cats of...

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WaveTribe

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Chieftain: Swiftsky
Koa: Frostbite ^{(@LetMeDoStuff)}
Koa's Apprentice: Nightpaw ^(@Ambra)
Shaman: Wolfmask ^(@Ambra)
Shaman's Apprentice: Rosepaw ^(@XxLyraxX)

Warriors & Apprentices:
Cavetooth - Rainpaw ^(@Vashonn)
Greycloud ^{(@Silver Fox)} - Wildpaw ^(@sMoKe)
Shadestep ^(@ADParis) - Hawkpaw ^(@1Hawkeyes)
Stormfur ^(@sMoKe)
Rootfur ^(@ADParis)
Iceheart ^(@Ambra)
Flamestorm ^(@Ambra)
Lionpelt ^(@1Hawkeyes)
Eagleclaw ^(@1Hawkeyes)
Dewtail
Slatefang
Scorchbelly
Crowflight
Fernlight
Darkwhisker
Mossleap

Queens & Kits:
Silverfish - Stonekit, Streamkit ^{(@Silver Fox)}

Elders:
Ringtail ^{(@Silver Fox)}

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BlazeTribe

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Chieftain: Smokesky
Koa: Cragtooth
Koa's Apprentice: N/A
Shaman: Newttail
Shaman's Apprentice: Gingerfur

Warriors & Apprentices:
Gemsnout - Bluepaw
Sunstorm - Sandpaw
Stonesight - Rushpaw*
Shortwind* - Crookedpaw
Owlwing* - Charpaw
Rustjaw
Moleface
Snaketooth
Fernfur
Thornspot
Dropclaw
Willowroot
Moonspot*
Dunetail*
Gullbeak*

Queens & Kits:
Dusthawk - Mossykit, Foxkit, Pebblekit
Addertongue - Coonkit
Alderpatch* - Sparrowkit*, Featherkit*

Elders:
Cootsnout*
Cloverears
Quickleg
Hootnose

*^{Signifies CloudTribe origins}

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AshTribe

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Cheiftain: Dustsky
Koa: Smokepelt
Koa's Apprentice: Barkpaw
Shaman: Dawnleaf ^(@sMoKe)
Shaman's Apprentice: N/A

Warriors & Their Apprentices:
Torncoat - Rosepaw ^(@Vashonn)
Sootnose - Claypaw
Ashtail - Mousepaw
Mossystone - Thornpaw
Smutsnout - Rockpaw
Amberstripe - Brindlepaw
Redclaw
Cinderclaw
Longtail
Larkears
Fernstride
Cinderfang

Mothers & Their Kits
Dunecrest - Leafkit, Pinekit
Brokenfang - Darkkit, Marshkit

Elders
Muddystream
Specklefoot

NPC Character Sheets

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Non-Playable Characters

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WaveTribe

Swiftsky

Name: Swiftsky
Tribe: WaveTribe
Age/stage in training: 312 moons (7th life); Chieftain

Generic size: average

Appearance

Background: Swiftshell, as he was once called, has lived a full, long life. He has often sought to be peacekeeper among the tribes and uphold the Code in dire times, believing that the tenants of which each warrior should follow are the very fundamental laws of balance on the islands. Incredibly enough, he and Smokesky of BlazeTribe were appointed chieftains around the same time, their age setting them apart so much from the other cats that when they would speak to each other, not a kit will utter a word lest they miss a bit of wisdom.
Swiftsky can very easily recall the time of CloudTribe's fall, and often ponders the events that occurred some thirty moons ago, wondering often about the trickery that had been at play in that battle. He can think back to the time of when there were four, and how the land was peaceful and harmonious - before Reedsky had fallen, before the young Gladesky challenged BlazeTribe, before Sandsky, in his sorrow, had vanished. Sometimes, when Swiftsky is alone and stares up to the stars, he wishes he could return to that time. But he is here now, and he must stay strong.

Personality: Reserved in his age, Swiftsky is often seen as an enigmatic figure, speaking very seldom in the event that he does. For generations he has led his tribe, seeing cats born, grow old, have kits of their own, and pass on to SkyTribe - the constant cycle of life that he has witnessed is, to say the least, humbling; he takes care to think over each major decision for WaveTribe by recognizing this. In the right setting, he can be rather open and friendly, even one to joke and enjoy the livelihood of his warriors. He has cared deeply for each Koa he has appointed, and deeply invests his trust in the wisdom of the shaman.

BlazeTribe

AshTribe

Other

[Jeep Wrangler]

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FrostBite

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FrostBite

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Name
FrostBite

Tribe
WaveTribe

Stage
Koa - 39 Moons

Apprentice
None - Currently

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Build/Size
Rather slender, yet tall

Appearance
FrostBite is a rather lean figure, having quite a daunting height and size, but a thinner build than the average large-warrior. His slyness is suitable for his style of quick movement and confrontation. Whilst having a very long tail, an almost impeccable addition to his movement, he's never really clogged up by tight spaces due to the natural thinness he brings with him. Several scars and scratches litter his pelt and facial appearances, some of which stretched and grew over his own growth. They are quite old, fleshy in certain places, though others have blended in nicely with a natural look towards his fur. His fur is between short and long, being ruffled in places for both looks and general comfort or warmth.

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Personality
What seems to get by others is how obedient he is. FrostBite is loyal to the bone towards his tribe, due to the fact that they've always seemed so protective of him. His upbringing within the tribe has left him in a state where he must return the favour through dedication and hard-work, even if he cannot undertake every task given. On a personal level, he's quite solitary, having spent most of his time sticking up towards the commands of others and doing what he had been told. Though he can speak to others without too much disturbance, he's not fully used to the ideas of immense conversation up until recent interactions, making him come across as quite timid and awkward in places. Overall, FrostBite has more of a defensive alignment in combat, and will favour decisiveness over strength to undermine threats, something that can be useful in both his wondrous ways of hunting and potentially through conversation and/or arguments.

Background
FrostBite hailed originally from a separate area. What he is unaware of, but the current Chieftain is, would be the process of 'Re-education' that was placed for his upbringing within the tribe. It was an incident completely thrown to one side, hardly spoken about amongst even the Chieftains. But all that FrostBite knows was that his kithood was involved. As told by his Chieftain, he wandered off very early in his life, so far as to reach the border of another bordering competition, BlazeTribe. Whilst apparently being within that area, he was thrown around by a group of Rogue cats who trespassed by, eventually being aided and returned by a stray patrol from BlazeTribe. Though the details were very scarce and his knowledge on it was based off of what Elder cats had told him, FrostBite never really thought about it too much.

During his early life, he spent a lot of his time, as a kit, with an Elder known as FrogPelt, a calming and soothing, recently-made elder who owned the title of his parent and carer. This kept him from wandering off further, mainly, but also was there to give him early support in certain troubles and aspects of his kithood. Obviously, there weren't that many, but he was shown to have a slight lack of strength early-on whilst running around to keep up with other Kits. With a tendency to misplace a paw here and there, quick actions, which would later affect hunting within the future, were quite odd and performed to a strange standard. Eventually, it was noticed that Frost was a very peculiar cat when it came to playing around with other kits, excessively using his tail to play-fight and muck around with the others casually.

Before he knew it, he was 6 moons old, and was thrown into the new responsibility of becoming a WaveTribe apprentice. His mentor, FernWhisp, and himself had quite a moderate relationship and connection with one another, leading to their training being fast, progressive and efficient. It was difficult for them to talk outside of their own mentoring cycle, but eventually the two managed to support one another's problems through the amount of time they had to spend dealing with one another's mishaps. During this age, FrostPaw, as he was, grew fond of another tom named VolePaw, which quickly grew a very close friendship between the two. They watched over one another like litter mates during their days as apprentices, Vole obviously being largely more idol-like with Frost being the more 'Side-kick' of the pair. It granted him a nickname of the 'Apprentices' Apprentice', usually thrown around with satirical pestering.

From then on, he reached the time to be announced as a Warrior amongst WaveTribe's ranks, officially rising to what could be a respectful position within his place. Hunting with his tail quickly caught a bit of attention from the current-age Koa, pointing him out as an individual who can adapt to different hunting conditions. It was mostly improvisation, but this developed his quick-thinking skills both within action and when discussing matters with other warriors or the Koa. It showed him promise, but it didn't fully stand him out as a successful warrior. His networking group of comrades within WaveTribe was relatively small, as he usually kept his conversations with VoleStep and FrogPelt. He tried catching up to maintain a friendship with his old mentor, who was slowly becoming more and more distant from the Tribe as a whole, eventually leading to her abandonment of the Tribe altogether.

VoleStep too soon found himself disappearing overnight after talks of wanting to see the rest of the Island itself. It was quite a distressing time for FrostBite as a whole, but he couldn't argue with VoleStep's ambitions to be independent. He was respectful of his friend's decisions and encouraged him only to follow what he thought was right, as long as he knew it'd not cause trouble anywhere. From then on, he mostly remained by FrogLeap's side until she too passed away from her natural age. It was a respected and remembered loss to the tribe, due to her communal commitment to the social aspects they were blessed with.

The moons then passed on from there. Most of the time, he only spoke when business was involved and remained to himself during other periods of time, but FrostBite continued to attempt to gain a friendship within the tribe to ensure he too was to enjoy his placing within his home. Though things didn't really work out well, he remained a more of a background warrior without boasting of any special qualities or quirks. However, he was introduced to even more responsibility when faced with the issue of a large input of apprentices, causing there to be quite a low amount of mentors to train every single apprentice. Though it was only three additional ones without any mentors, FrostBite offered to help, despite being one of the younger warriors, and gained one of his own. During hardships with other mentors, he offered to train other apprentices alongside his own, MothPaw, in order to sustain a small progression system. It was very demanding as a role, and usually led to a less valuable performance of his mentoring skills, but it provided a slightly sustainable system for the times of hardship. It showed responsibility under multiple pressures at once, and eventually caught the eyes of the Chief.

By the time the Koa was reported dead from an unknown individual, moons after the apprentice overhaul, FrostBite found himself being elected a lot earlier than usual for the role of Koa. Though this was originally met with protest from some of the sloppier, older and more senior warriors, it was justified with his full-blown commitment and hidden talents to quickly think of alternatives to best adapt to situations of great pressure and risk. Though this wasn't all technically 100% accurate, it mostly was. And so, he recently took the title, taking a while to try and get used to the sudden leap of intense workloads and responsibilities. Besides, it finally made him a recognisable figure within the Tribe of his 'Home'...

[sMoKe]

Just stuff. Stuff and things.

WaveTribe

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Stormfur

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Age: 24 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Apprentice: None
Size: Average

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Appearance

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Background: Stormfur grew up as good as any tribe kit could've hoped for. She had a loving mother and father, plentiful food on a well-populated island, and a kind and supportive mentor.
As she grew older she developed a talent not many others had, one passed down from her mother: swimming. She became a great hunter, bringing in more fish than most of her clanmates' fresh-kill. She progressed quickly, becoming a warrior during her 12th moon. Stormfur was given her new name, and with it the responsibilities of a warrior.

The tribes on the island had all heard tale of the Great Water beasts. Some even claimed to have seen them. To Stormfur however, they existed as no more than a myth told by queens to scare their kits. Her mother and father joined her in a hunting party the day of the attack. All she could remember was the beast moving through the water toward them, jaws opened wide. Somehow, after losing an ear and most of her tail, she struggled back to camp, before blacking out. When she awoke, she was told she was the lone survivor.

Many of her tribe-mates thought she would die after the attack. Yet, somehow, she survived. Since then, Stormfur's wounds have mended, but her memories remain. Now she strives to prove, to herself and her tribe, that a broken body is nothing to an indomitable warrior spirit. After all, its what her parents would want.



Personality:
Through great hardship, against great odds, Stormfur has developed a great perseverance in everything she does. She is the last to give in, the last chalk something up to impossibility, the last to retreat. Stormfur is selfless and loyal, to her tribe and to the Code. She would willingly give her own life to protect her tribe-members and beliefs.

Stormfur is of the type that believes rules were made to be followed. She lives exactly by the Code, as she thinks her parents would wish. Any cat that doesn't share her adamant respect for rules is likely to be her adversary.

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AshTribe

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Dawnleaf

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Age: 34 moons
Rank: Medicine Cat
Gender: Male
Apprentice: None
Size: Small

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Appearance

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Background: No warrior can neglect a kit in pain or danger, even if the kit is from a different tribe. This single line of the warrior's code had saved his life. If not for this he would likely not be alive. If not for this they would've left him for dead.
Both his parents were members of a prominent gang of the time, the RedClaws. Their names have long since been forgotten, their only legacy a failed coup that resulted in death. Dawnleaf -orphaned, forgotten- was left to fend for himself at only a few weeks old. He wandered the island in search of his parents, oblivious. By a lucky coincidence, he was found on AshTribe territory a few days later, and taken in. To this day, this is all he knows of his past.

Personality: Dawnleaf is a driven spirit. His sole commitment is to his duty, the protector of the tribe's lives. In his mind, fulfilling this duty means being as knowledgeable and skillful as possible, to avoid the unnecessary loss of lives. At every opportunity possible he seeks advise from the Stars, hopeful that his ancestors will guide him to be the best he can be.
Though his dedication has made him a better medicine cat and consultant, it has also made him quite weary of conflict. More than most, he understands the destruction caused by war. His unpopular view isn't shared by most of his tribe however. Despite the bloodthirsty nature of his tribe-mates, Dawnleaf does his best to silence any strife.

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Wildpaw

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WaveTribe

Age/stage in training:
Apprentice; 6 moons

Mentor:
Greycloud ^{(@Silver Fox)}

Generic size:
Small, will become average-sized.

Appearance

Background:
Wildpaw was an adventurous kit -much more so than most. Unlike his elder sister, Rosepaw, Wildkit -as he was then- dreamed of nothing more than running free through the trees. One day, upon managing to escape from their mother, Feathertail, Wildkit ventured out into the forest with Rosepaw following behind. He wandered, hoping to find some prey to bring back. In an unlucky turn of events, Wildkit found what he was looking for.

Before they reached the Mossy Rocks on the AshTribe border, Wildkit heard a nearby bush rustle. Ecstatic that he had found what he had come for, Wildkit charged straight into the underbrush. As he neared the source of sound, the rustling of underbrush changed form, becoming instead a loud hissing. A long, slender head with beady black eyes emerged. Mouth open wide, the fangs of the adder Wildkit had mistook for a mouse were as long as a cat's legs. Staring in the face of death, Wildkit stood his ground. He knew well enough that one didn't run from an adder and live to tell the tale. He would stand and protect his sister, even if it cost his life.

"Run!" he yelled, before the adder lashed out, catching his front leg with a fang. The pain caused Wildkit to collapse on the spot. He watched as the snake came closer, beginning to coil around him. As his vision faded, Wildkit saw a cat approaching, a huge, grey she-cat he recognized as Greycloud. The much larger cat easily drove off the adder as Wildkit slipped completely into unconsciousness.

When he awoke, Wildkit found himself in the Shaman's den, his sister still by his side. As he lay there recovering from his wounds, sense finally overcame his foolhardiness. From this altered perspective he gained two things: a profound respect for Greycloud, which keeps him in his place, and the drive to become a great warrior, so that if the day ever comes, he can repay the favor, to Rosepaw, to Greycloud, and to his tribe.

Personality:
Wildpaw is the epitome of the word 'energetic'. He is a natural-born explorer. He enjoys nothing more than wandering WaveTribe territory -something which has gotten him in trouble more than a few times. Such an adventurous nature is complemented by Wildpaw's bravery. He is unwary of the dangers involved in much of what he does or, more accurately, doesn't think before he acts. Though he is chided constantly by his elders, he very rarely takes heed of their word.

Though rather tormenting for his mentor, Greycloud, Wildpaw uses his traits positively. If needed, he would devote all his energy, all his courage to the protection of his tribemates. Given proper guidance, many believe he will become a great WaveTribe warrior.

Other: Wildpaw shows a particular knack for combat, rarely ever being bested by his fellow WaveTribe apprentices.

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[Vashonn]

WaveTribe Cats

Rainpaw

Name: Rainpaw
Tribe: WaveTribe
Age/stage in training: 7 moons, apprentice
Mentor: Cavetooth
Generic size: Small (will grow to be average)

Appearance

Background: Rainpaw spent his kitten-hood often dreaming of his mother. The enigma that she was, and the fact that no one in the Tribe would tell him much about her left Rainpaw often wondering about who it was who had bore him. Her name was Rivernose, and from the few tales his grandfather had told him, he knew that she was a fine huntress, stalking the night's creatures with the grace of the wind. Upon his birth, Rainpaw's mother passed away, leaving Rivernose's father, Cavetooth, to raise the child. Sometimes Rainpaw wondered about his father, too, but knew that after the one time he had asked Cavetooth, and the terrifying fit that followed, it wasn't something to keep on his mind. Now, the tom who raised him has begun mentoring the fledgling apprentice, meticulously training the kit on the ways of the warrior, fussing over minute flaws and brushing off any successes that Rainpaw had, crafting the cat into the perfect hunter.
Personality: Still being young, Rainpaw is curious and full of energy like most apprentices. Oftentimes he can be caught daydreaming about being Chieftain or on a great hunt, and feels bogged down by his responsibilities as an apprentice. He isn't overly sociable but tries to make attempts at forming friendships with others, so far to little avail. He often thinks about making something of himself, and looks up to the warriors around him, hoping to be one of the strongest in his Tribe's history. Despite his affection for Cavetooth, Rainpaw finds it difficult to relate to his grandfather, worried that he might upset his mentor if he asks for stories of his mother.

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Cavetooth

Name: Cavetooth
Tribe: WaveTribe
Age/stage in training: 84 moons, Warrior, planning on retiring
Apprentice: Rainpaw
Generic size: Average

Appearance

Background: Cavetooth has lived a long life, watching his Tribe grow, aiding the chieftain in times of need, and becoming something of a stern uncle for most other warriors. From adolescence he worked with all of his strength as a hunter, using his wit and determination to ensure his clan slept with full stomachs and safe from the dangers of the woods and other Tribe cats that would try to hurt them. When he was finally ready to have kits of his own, Cavetooth was sure to pick the strongest, most capable she-cat of producing strong offspring. When the time came, a great sorrow struck WaveTribe - the Queen, in giving birth, passed away, and only one kit was born, a small molly with a weak front paw. Cavetooth was heart-broken, sure that he would've had a powerful child of his own that would become a warrior of legend. But despite this, Cavetooth took it upon himself to raise the small feline named Rivernose into a terrifying huntress. When he had learned from his daughter that she had laid with a city-cat, Cavetooth was outraged and estranged his lone heir for many moons, until the new kit was born. Unfortunately, Rivernose had met the same fate as her mother, and after laying eyes upon his grandson, Cavetooth again took up the responsibility to raise a mighty warrior from the little kit, sure that this time he would do whatever he could to make his heir into one of the greatest tales that the Tribe would remember.
Personality: Usually a difficult tom to get along with, Cavetooth is not one for theatrics or long-winded speeches, and gets to the point rather quickly. He cares more for action, and when he can get it, he takes it in an instant, the heat of battle or the thrill of the hunt his only driving force. However, in his age it can be noted that the old cat has softened a bit, enjoying a bit of down-time every now and then, and can be useful for tips and tricks - so long as he gets something in return. He tries his best to aid Swiftsky when needed, his knowledge not as great as the elder cat, but still useful. He loves Rainpaw dearly and would do anything to ensure his grandson's safety, but oftentimes comes across too harshly, pushing the young apprentice to try harder despite his successes.

AshTribe Cats

Torncoat

Name: Torncoat
Tribe: AshTribe
Age/stage in training: 29 moons, Warrior
Apprentice: Rosepaw
Generic size: Big

Appearance

Background: Torncoat was born with his scar, and bears it with a proud sentiment. He was born the smallest of five kits, but over the course of time, each one of them has met their fate, either by thunderpath, disease, or at the paw of an opposing Tribe cat. Torncoat takes his survival as reason to believe he is the strongest of all of them, and to disagree with him would claim to have not seen him out hunting. He is known throughout AshTribe as being one of the fiercest hunters, bringing in the most fresh-kill for the Tribe and having killed three invading cats himself. Just recently he took on his second apprentice, Rosepaw, after claiming he had a dream where she was grown and had slain many cats, knowing that he would be the tom to perfect the kit's skill. It wouldn't be surprising to some if he did one day come to lead AshTribe, but that is for the next Chieftain to decide.
Personality: A true deviant, risking the safety of others to ensure his own gain. However, he masks his vile attitude quite well when among his comrades, and can even be quite playful while out in the field. He doesn't think highly of others, often thinking that the successes of those above him are based solely on luck, not true skill. If he could have his way, he thinks, things would be going a lot better around camp, but is willing to cooperate with his superiors to ensure he keeps an elevated status within the Tribe. One day, he claims, he will become Koa, no matter the cost...

Rosepaw

Name: Rosepaw img
Tribe: AshTribe
Age/stage in training: 8 moons, apprentice
Mentor: Torncoat
Generic size: Tiny (will grow to be small)

Appearance

Background: Rosepaw has a surprisingly similar history to Torncoat, despite her youth. The little kit was born the smallest of four, and already, only she and her brother Thornpaw live, the other two kits dying from sickness. There have been far too many sleeps disrupted by vivid, brilliant dreams that continue to haunt her, many of which showing her in the midst of battle, or the victor at the end of one. She doesn't know why she keeps getting them, but the other kits go out of their way to avoid Rosepaw when she isn't out hunting with Torncoat. The apprentice is a third of the way through her training, and already she has proven herself to be quite gifted with her ability to hunt and kill prey, giving her mentor a sense of pride.
Personality: Rosepaw often feels distant from the other cats, usually because her sleeping-fits drive the other kits her age away. The only cats that she feels comfortable being around are her brother Thornpaw and Torncoat, but even then she is rather quiet. Her mother Redclaw often takes care of the little she-cat when she is at camp, keeping her close when she can, to Torncoat's dismay. He views it as softening the kit up, thinking that the affection would not aid Rosepaw in her training to become a great warrior.

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[Silver Fox]

Greycloud

Name:
Greycloud

Tribe:
Wavetribe

Age:
15 Moons

Gender:
Female

Rank:
Warrior

Apprentice:
Wildpaw ^(@sMoKe)

Generic size:
Huge, muscularly built. Big, fluffy.

Appearance

Background: Greycloud was found washed up on shore when she was barely apprentice age. Having little to no memory of who she was or where she came from. The salty water masking any possible indication of where she came from. She could be a enemy tribe member, a rogue, or a kittypet. Still, Wavetribe took her under their paw and she's trained with them. Silverfish acting as the mother in taking care of the young she-cat and helping Greycloud settle in Tribe life. Starting out, she was a lousy hunter, lousy at stealthy, and was overall, ungraceful. A little odd for a cat, but she was a large lumbering cat. Despite her setbacks, she was a excellent and powerful fighter. Perhaps the one good skill she was at least natural at. At times, watching others having families and what one would call, regular lives, irritates her but still she works to prove she can be a great warrior.

Personality:
Greycloud often times is a little bit difficult to get along with. She's moody, sharp tongued, and whatever it is she speaks her mind. Stubborn and hardheaded, she won't back down from a fight. Often acts a bit aloof with others and doesn't show much interest in socializing. Despite her cold stubborn behavior, she does have a good heart and will always do what she believes is right. Be it protecting a tribe-mate, or even saving any cat in danger. Unlike most of her tribe, she's a bit nervous around water and isn't the best swimmer.

Silverfish

Name:
Silverfish

Tribe:
Wavetribe

Age:
48 Moons

Gender:
Female

Rank:
Warrior/Queen

Kits:
Streamkit
Stonekit

Generic size:
Small, slender
Agile and quick, sleek fur making it easier to swim

Appearance

Background:
Silverfish grew up pretty well like any tribecat. Born in the tribe with loving parents and loving tribe, she grew up to be a excellent huntress. Only kit within her litter, she didn't have much playmates, but she didn't mind that. Often being the lovely motherly she-cat the tribe adored. Natural hunter and swimmer, she's quite the experienced clan member. She fell in love with a cat named Reedfeather, a loving tom of the tribe but unfortunately he was killed in a skirmish with another tribe before his kits were born.

Personality:
A kind motherly cat, she has a lot of patience and is generally pretty friendly. She's always willing to lend a helping paw to her tribemates. Fighting isn't her strong suit and she prefers not to, but will join the fight if her tribe is in danger. Often will do what she can to take care of others, and was the one to take care of Greycloud when the young cat washed up on Wavetribe territory. She's pretty easy going and patient, enjoying watching the youngsters run about energetically, eager for glory while she's satisfied just serving her tribe to the best of her abilities.She enjoys hunting and fishing the most.

Stonekit

Name:
Stonekit

Tribe:
Wavetribe

Age:
3 Moons

Gender:
Female

Rank:
Kit

Mother- Silverfish

Generic size:
Average
Sleek and slender

Appearance

Background:
Stonekit was born alongside her littermate, Streamkit, to their mother Silverfish. She doesn't particularly know who her father is, as her mother never really talks about him. Still though, she doesn't mind and enjoys playing and running about within the tribe with her sibling.

Personality:
Outgoing, stubborn, and tends to be boastful. Stonekit is hardheaded and impulsive, often a bit brave and enjoys being a bit mischievous. Enjoys getting in all sorts of trouble and exploring all she can. She dreams of being the best warrior in her tribe and perhaps leader one day. Loyal to her tribe, she'll do all she can for it and the cats within it.

Streamkit

Name:
Streamkit

Tribe:
Wavetribe

Age:
3 Moons

Gender:
Female

Rank:
Kit

Mother- Silverfish

Generic size:
Small and slender

Appearance

Background:
Streamkit was born alongside her littermate, Stonekit, to their mother Silverfish. She doesn't particularly know who her father is, as her mother never really talks about him. It bothers her sometimes but overall she's a playful kit and enjoys playing and running about within the tribe with her sibling.

Personality:
Streamkit takes after her mother of being a friendly easy going cat who just wants to do her best. She enjoys swimming and practicing to fish. Patient and kind, she enjoys socializing though is a little bit shy. Enjoys mostly following her sister around, despite thinking that some of her ideas not being a great idea. Still, she goes along with Stonekit's adventurous spirit, not wishing for her littermate to get into trouble.

Ringtail

Name:
Ringtail

Tribe:
Wavetribe

Age:
120 Moons (10 years)

Gender:
Male

Rank:
Elder

Generic size:
Average, lean

Appearance

Background:
Ringtail is one of the oldest among the tribe of the waves. Born in Wavetribe, his mother was a pretty shecat named Sandytail. She never revealed who his father was, nor ever spoke of him. He soon suspected that he was not part of the tribe, but he didn't press her for answers and simply took it upon himself to be a loyal Wavetribe cat. When he was a apprentice, his mother died after accidentally being washed away in the ocean as she attempted to save one of her kittens, Fishpaw. She drowned out into sea and into the depths among Deeptribe. He had three other littermates whom he grew up with, and lost them all. The first to perish was his brother Fishpaw, as their mother unsuccessfully rescued him. The second was his sister Rootclaw during a skirmish with Cloudtribe and died due her injuries getting infected. And his third sibling, his brother Shellheart, died during the battle against Cloudtribe in a call to assist Blazetribe.

It was then that Ringtail finally decided to retire to the Elders Den after Cloudtribe was finally defeated. Too old, too tired, and too hurt to continue on his warrior duties. His warrior life was pretty nice all things considered. He was loyal, a great experienced fighter and was quite good at hunting birds, using his long tail to climb up trees to keep balance and shoot up them like a mouse running for dear life. But all Warriors must eventually set their claws down and allow the next generation to have some glory.

Now he is content to his life in the Elders Den, telling the stories of old and sharing tales with whomever wishes to hear them.

Personality:
Ringtail is generally a sweet old cat, he can be a bit cranky at times and snaps at others as they annoy him, but usually he enjoys chatting with others. Although he probably wouldn't admit it, he enjoys the company of the others as he gets a bit lonely at times. Tends to talk a lot and enjoys rambling on and on with his stories. He can get a little bit forgetful at times, and at times cats have to repeat what they say, his hearing slowly going out as well. Being blind in his right eye, he usually jumps and gets a little hostile if someone comes up on that side without him knowing. Usually he's pretty easygoing, though he is much a stickler for the rules of the code. He isn't afraid to tell anyone off if he thinks they deserve a good talking to, even the tribe chief.

[Ladypug]

Shadestep

Age/Rank:
5 1/2 years (66 moons, 33 human years) / Warrior, Mentor
Apprentice:
Hawkpaw (1Hawkeyes)

Size:
Fairly large, and her long fur makes her look larger
Despite her size, she has soft, quiet footsteps and is light on her feet

Appearance

Background/Origins/Motivations:
Shadestep has lived as comfortable of a life as a Tribe cat is able - her mother and father were both present and loved her dearly, her mentors were patient but stern, and she has fought bravely and passionately to protect her Tribe from outsiders, be they other Tribes or something else. While she hasn't felt any deeply personal hardships, she has felt WaveTribe's hardships, from the small outbreak of greencough to the loss of life from the fall of CloudTribe. In her youth, she saw how quickly things can go wrong and how fast numbers can dwindle. While she didn't take part in many of the larger battles (she was placed on guard), she felt the losses. When cats that should have come home didn't, time and time again, she knew something was deeply wrong.

The one battle she did get involved with was the absolute worst she's ever had a paw in - the Hare Hills were practically soaked red with the blood of cats - WaveTribe, CloudTribe, and BlazeTribe all lost warriors. Though she was among the exceptionally lucky few that didn't get too badly injured, she'll never forget just how many of WaveTribe fought valiantly and died bravely that day. She was loyal to her Tribe before, but these past hardships have further solidified it.

Personality:
Potential Leader: Due to both size and general demenor, she has the powerful, authoritative air of a cat who could and would fiercely lead her cats to greatness, if she had the chance to. Despite this, she doesn't ever force herself into positions of power when it's not needed. She has no desire for power or to lead.

Calm Under Pressure: In a majority of dangerous situations, she's able to think quickly and, in her youth, she could act even quicker. She has the experience to know how situations are likely to go down, and she's usually able to get every cat back home safely. Usually.

Naturally Maternal: While she has no plans for kits, especially given that her prime has passed, she has a nurturing aura to her. She was nowhere near as motherly in her youth, however. She was far more feisty and spunky, and was always trying to prove her worth. Now that she's aged, she's calmed.

Relations: (will be added to as RP progresses)
Swiftsky: She deeply respects her leader and will rarely argue his decisions. He is kind, thoughtful, and considerate of every cat under him - as a leader should be.

Frostbite: Though she respects Swiftsky's choice of Koa, Frostbite is exceptionally young - he wasn't even an apprentice when the Darkest Days of CloudTribe struck. She has her doubts, and she isn't hesitant to verbalize them when necessary. Aside from this, she really doesn't have much to think about him.

Hawkpaw: While Shadestep would have been one to say Hawkpaw should become a Shaman's apprentice instead, the warrior quickly realized that Hawkpaw was capable despite her poor sight. It's admirable, and Shadestep's doing everything in her power to make sure Hawkpaw will become an exceptional warrior.

Rootfur: She has no ill feelings for Rootfur, especially given his past. She wasn't a lenient mentor, but she was a caring and sensible one. The tom could have easily hurt himself.

Color:
e6ac00

Rootfur

Age/Rank:
Just over a year (15 moons, 17 human years) / Warrior

Size:
Just a touch smaller than the average for his age
Lean, agile - runner, not a long-time fighter

Appearance

Background/Origins/Motivations:
Though he and other cats are unaware, he was born of WaveTribe queen, Troutslip, and a rogue tom. Because of his mother's vow of silence when it came to who the father was, Rootfur was raised as if he was any other Tribe cat. He was a particularly energetic and chatty kit, which was a blessing to some and an annoying curse to others. When he came of age, his mother insisted on being his mentor, promising on her life that she would mentor him well. Due to her insistence she will not be lenient, and she will mentor her son as if he was any other cat, her son became her apprentice that Green-leaf.

Not long after his apprenticeship, his mother took him close to Jagged Tooth to teach him how to fish. She explained that if he could fish there, he could fish anywhere else, and it was the way she was taught. Rootfur was of course frightened, having heard stories of "the Great White beast," but Troutslip insisted they were only simply stories passed down to scare kits.

"You have nothing to be afraid of when it comes to the water, Rootpaw. I promise you."

She led him to a place where land met sea, and she carefully demonstrated and talked through what she was doing. Horrifyingly, she slipped, a wave pulled her out into the ocean, and the last thing Rootfur heard of his mother was a terrified, agonized yowl as something yanked her under.

"MOM! MOM!"

Rootfur desperately tried to dive after her, but he felt teeth in the nape of his neck and he was fiercely yanked back, far from the water. He immediately went to attack, but he was countered and pinned by Ringtail. Rootfur tried to get him off, crying about how his mother needed help, that there was nothing good coming out of stalling, that the Great White Beast might've gotten her and they need to act fast, but Ringtail kept him still until Rootfur wore himself out. Only when Rootfur was panting from the exertion and could barely move did Ringtail allow him to shakily get up.

"I understand this will be difficult, but you diving in after her is a death sentence. You don't need to die too."

After that, the joyful, bouncy apprentice was no more. With Shadestep appointed as his new mentor, he focused solely on his training. If he dared let his thoughts stray, he thought of his mother, and if he thought of his mother, he found his paws trying to lead him back to Jagged Tooth. Shadestep was a patient, caring mentor and was almost like a foster mother more than a mentor to him at times, which genuinely worried some that he'll end up a soft Warrior.

They were wrong, however. He may not be the strongest, but he is one of the quickest warriors, able to catch rabbits and birds like it's nothing. On top of that, while he isn't a good fighter, he can easily sprint circles and even jump over some opponents, wearing them down and confusing them to get a blow in. He's clever, and that cleverness gave him back some confidence and pep.

As of now, he is mostly over Troutslip's death, but he has a strengthened fear of deep, dark waters. Even the Shallow Pool is anxiety inducing at times, so he instead hunts in the forest or at Hare Hills.. Hare Hills is especially fun to hunt in, in his opinion. Very few places to hide, a long stretch of mostly straight ground to really sprint in.. it's better than the fresh-kill itself!

Personality:
Kittish: While this aspect of his personality has dulled due to both his past and his training, he still gets playful and will gladly participate in the kits games if he has no other duties to attend to.

Impulsive: He tends to just say what's on his mind in the moment, even if it's unwanted, unnecessary, or completely offensive. He also tends to completely eject himself from a conversation if he spots a bird just past your face, immediately going for the hunt.

Emotionally Healing: While he claims he is "completely over his mother's death", he really isn't. You can never truly be completely over the loss of a loved one... Due to this, he's prone to having off days, especially around Green-leaf, given that's when his mother died.

Relations: (will be added to as RP progresses)
Shadestep: Though the friendly feelings for each other are mutual, there's another layer to Rootfur's feelings of her. Shadestep filled in the void that his mother left when she died, so he sees her as a mother figure. He would be hesitant to admit it now, though.

Ringtail: When the loss of his mother was especially hard in his youth, he sometimes went to Ringtail, not necessarily to force the elder to comfort him, but simply because his presence was calming to Rootfur.

Color:
809c43

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Cinderfang - NPC

Age/Rank:
Two years (24 moons, 25 human years) / Warrior

Size:
Average
Powerful build

Appearance

Color:
9bceca

AshTribe

[RenaKin90]

Moonfur

Name: Moonfur
Tribe: WaveTribe
Age/stage in training: 26 moons.

Generic size: She's stuck between average and small.

Appearance

Background: She became a medicine cat at a young age, having only been an apprentice for a few moons before her mentor died. She has no surviving family in the clan. Her mother died from green cough shortly after her birth and her father was killed by a fox. She was the only kit her parents had because her mother was a rather small queen. She, herself, is a medium sized cat; getting her size mainly from her father. She generally keeps to herself, but can be outgoing if she is feeling up to it.

Personality: Moonfur is very calm, delicate and collected. She rarely gets flustered and fights only when necessary. She takes great pride in take care of her clan. She is protective of her clan-mates and will go on the defensive if needed. She's rarely felt the need as of lately, but often will take great care in everyone she comes in contact with. She finds it difficult at times to compose herself when she feels she can help. Her heart reminds her that she took on the code for the purpose of protecting, and she cannot do that if she's dead.

[XxLyraxX]

Rosepaw

Name:
Rosepaw -> (Will be Rosebriar when grown)

Tribe:
WaveTribe

Age/stage in training:
7 moons | Shaman Apprentice

Mentor:
Moonfur

Generic size:
Tiny and petite, will most likely grow up to be small in size. She isn't very strong physically but she makes up for it by being light and quick on her paws.

Appearance

Background:
On the opposite end of the spectrum from her brother Wildpaw, Rosepaw was content to stay within the confines of the camp. There was enough there to keep her occupied and busy. Besides, she knew that soon she would become an apprentice and be able to leave the camp with permission. Rosepaw normally spent her days flitting around camp asking cats if she could help and staring up at them with pleading eyes. Most of them humored her, sending her on "missions" to fetch pebbles or sticks. It generally kept her busy. However, when she wasn't occupied with this, Rosepaw would follow her brother around. She didn't do it to annoy him or seem over-bearing, she just wanted to keep him safe like any big sister would. She did this so much it became a habit.

When Wildpaw decided he was going to go adventuring outside of the camp, Rosepaw's desire to keep him safe briefly over-ruled the Tribe's rules. It was just as well that she followed him, especially when he got scratched by the adder. Rosepaw had run as fast she her little legs could carry her back to camp, shrieking and yowling to any adult that would listen. For the first time in her life, Rosepaw was panicking. Greycloud heard her and raced out of the camp. Rosepaw was forced to wait, fretfully pacing until Wildpaw was carried back and taken into the Shaman's den.

Rosepaw had been so worried and felt so helpless that in the days of Wildpaw's recovery, Moonfur allowed her to help nurse her brother back to health. This then sparked the idea to become a Shaman, so she would have the knowledge and the power to help others. She didn't want to feel helpless ever again.

Personality:
Rosepaw emits a calm and reserved aura. She is quite adept at patience despite her age and while not nearly as energetic as her brother, she still contains a type of energy that bespeaks of determination and the will-power to succeed. She isn't one to quit early on and is patient enough to see it to the end. She enjoys caring for others and tends to put the well-being of others before her own. With a thirst for knowledge, Rosepaw seeks out the unknown and can become very excited at the prospect of something new. When given a task, she throws herself into it with fever. She becomes determined to give it her all and do the best that she is able. However, this could also count as a flow. Rosepaw's desire to complete the task perfectly could leave her unable to see how well she's already done and instead push herself to do better, maybe pushing herself too hard in the end.

[Marlowe]

Iceheart

Name:
Icekit -> Icepaw -> Iceheart

Tribe:
WaveTribe

Age/stage in training:
26 moons

Apprentice:
N/A - open for one, though.

Generic size:
A big tom. What he lacks in agility, he makes up for in strength and endurance.

Appearance

Background:
Iceheart lived a rather normal life, that was, until he reached apprenticehood. The young tom, Icepaw, was told that he would become the next shaman's apprentice. This of course, went all against his plans of becoming a full-fledged warrior. He wanted to fight for his Clan, not spend the rest of his life inside some musty old hole sniffing leaves. Unfortunately for him, that was just the case. Icepaw worked hard as a shaman apprentice, but he decided to take up some training on how to protect himself. He wanted to fight back if he was attacked while healing tribemates in the midst of battle, or while he was out collecting herbs.

Things changed when Iceheart got his full name at 18 moons old. As he was being visited by SkyTribe, he learned that his fate had changed; he was not to live out the rest of his days as a shaman. Disappointment rung heavy in his heart. Becoming a shaman was what he was trained to do, and even though he was spiteful at first, he had begun to enjoy treating his tribemates and making sure all of them stayed healthy and fit.

He renounced his position, telling those the truth when he was questioned about his change of mind. After spending some time training under a mentor, he was able to defend his Clan as a full-fledged fighter. Iceheart is a young warrior, almost inexperienced, but he still learns to this day.

Personality:
Iceheart is blunt and to the point. He doesn't like to beat around the bush when doing things or telling someone what they need to hear. Cold-hearted, stoic, and almost irritable, there are many that do not approach him. Those who do, however, often enjoy his talkative attitude; he may be kind of dry and stubborn, but he is a great listener and will often give good advice and opinions. Just don't annoy him too much-- he'll claw your ears off. Deep inside, Iceheart is a sweet tom cat who wishes the best for his tribemates. He is mellow and calm, almost serious, but he truly does not mean any harm.

Flamestorm

Name:
Flamekit -> Flamepaw -> Flamestorm

Tribe:
WaveTribe

Age:
18 moons

Apprentice:
N/A

Generic size:
An average-sized tom, skilled in the art of agility.

Appearance

Background:
Flamestorm was often thrown under a rock and ignored, especially during kithood. His brothers, Scorchkit and Slatekit, received all of the attention from their mother, Dewtail. She despised Flamekit from the start, often screaming at him and telling him that he wasn't her kit. This, of course, heavily traumatized Flamekit, and he usually avoided his family and spent time with his friends. It was when he was an apprentice that Flamepaw discovered the truth about his mother's disdain towards him. She had been ambushed by a stray rogue and raped, and it turned out that he looked exactly like his "father".

He trained diligently, becoming cocky and thinking he was better than everyone else... which, in fact, he was. Flamepaw rose higher than any other apprentice, and became a warrior at the early age of 11 moons. He was named Flamestorm after his fiery spirit, and his rather aggressive attitude towards others.

Dewtail, Slatefang, and Scorchbelly still live within WaveTribe, but Flamestorm and them do not get along. His mother still thinks lowly of him, even though he has already done many things to impress his Tribe. She was always a cruel she-cat, and sometimes even gave her other sons the cold shoulder.

Slatefang and Scorchbelly are fresh warriors, but, like before, they do not get along with Flamestorm at all. They refuse to share tongues with him, but he couldn't care less. Slatefang is a loyal and reliable warrior, and Flamestorm sometimes calls him a "rear-licker" who thinks that he will one day rule over the Tribe as Slatesky. Scorchbelly is more like Flamestorm, and the two often get into scuffles before Slatefang is able to separate them.

Personality:
Cunning, ambitious, and borderline condescending. Flamestorm loves his she-cats and will do anything to impress them. He wields a sharp tongue and rather hostile attitude to those he dislikes. This young tom is as stubborn as a rock, and he will likely not listen to those older than him, save for the chief. Despite this, Flamestorm is extremely loyal, and will do anything for those he has feelings for and his Tribe itself.

Interestingly enough, Flamestorm has a soft spot for kits.

Nightpaw

Name:
Nightkit -> Nightpaw (will become Nightfall)

Tribe:
WaveTribe

Age/stage in training:
6 moons

Mentor:
Frostbite

Generic size:
Average; can be considered slender and lithe.

Appearance

Background:
Nightpaw was once a she-cat with many brothers and sisters. However, tragedy struck one day, and an outbreak of greencough scoured WaveTribe. Several cats, many of them kits, perished in such a devastating blow to the Tribe. And unfortunately, Nightpaw was the only one in her litter who survived.

Her parents, Fernlight and Crowflight, were horrified that all of their kits, save for one, died. Instead of grieving for moons on end, they coddled Nightpaw. They shadowed her, seeing what she was up to and what she was doing at many points of the day. This led Nightpaw to become stubborn and frustrated, and she has become distant with her parents ever since then.

When Nightpaw became an apprentice, her parents laid off a little and gave her space. They still watch her from afar, and she knows that, while they might be overly protective at times, she knows that they are proud of her.

Fernlight is a sweet she-cat, as sweet as one could be. One wonders how the large Crowflight could have fallen in love with her; the tom is considered overly serious and emotionless, but it can be seen that he smiles whenever Fernlight and Nightpaw are around.

Personality:
Many might think that Nightpaw is sassy and spoiled, but this is due to the fact that she was spoiled a large amount when she was a kit. All in all, she is a strong, independent she-cat, and believes she has the mental fortitude of a full warrior. However, this is what she believes; she is still very green, and has never fought in battle. Once one gets past the sassy mouth and her sharp claws, they can tell that she is an overall friendly Tribe member who will stand by her friends and allies in battle.

Wolfmask

Name:
Wolfkit -> Wolfpaw -> Wolfmask

Tribe:
WaveTribe

Age:
28 moons

Apprentice:
Rosepaw

Generic size:
Average, but his longer fur makes him appear slightly bigger.

Appearance

Background:
Wolfmask has always had a tough life. His father, Thistlethroat, perished when he was just a kitten, having been claimed by the waves and thrown into the depths of DeepTribe. His mother, Tigershine, on the other hand, did not take well to his death, and promptly threw herself into the depths of the ocean in her desperation to reunite with her loved one. This left Wolfkit, along with his sisters Ivykit and Larkkit, and his brother, Darkkit, without parents.

Thankfully, his mother's sister, Snowsong, had produced a litter of her own. While the litter was small (only pertaining of a quiet tom named Icekit and a she-kit named Mosskit), there was enough milk for his littermates and their cousins. They played and ate and talked like actual brothers and sisters, all throughout their kithood.

It was when they finally reached apprenticehood that things changed. While they all became apprentices, Icepaw was signaled out by the shaman with interest-- he had become the shaman's apprentice, while the rest of them simply trained beneath warriors. While Wolfpaw was disappointed, this did not stop him from visiting Icepaw often, even if he had wished he could have become the shaman's apprentice instead.

Ivypaw, however, was not content with their lifestyle. Before they became warriors, she deemed that she received visions from SkyTribe, stating that their sister, Larkpaw, was "corrupt". He didn't pay heed to it, that was, until Larkpaw one day came to him, worried that Ivypaw had something against her. Darkpaw and him tried their best to protect Larkpaw, but to no avail-- Ivypaw poisoned her sister by stuffing deathberries in her freshkill.

Wolfpaw and Darkpaw would have nothing of it; Darkpaw and him tried to confront Ivypaw, who had left the Tribe and gone rogue. But when Wolfpaw saw that there was no saving Ivypaw from her own corruption, Wolfpaw decided to strike her down. Permanently.

The two brothers, now sister-less, decided to tell the truth. While their chief trusted their word, and thus let Wolfpaw go somewhat unpunished, many of his Tribemates see him as something akin to a kinslayer. This did not prevent Wolfpaw's choice in taking the opportunity to replace his cousin's, Iceheart's, place as shaman apprentice soon after he received his full name.

While Wolfmask became a full shaman after a few moons, he still watches out for both Darkwhisker, Iceheart, and Mossleap. While Darkwhisker is a timid and slightly clumsy cat and Mossleap is as feisty as their sister once was, he is very close to both Iceheart and Darkwhisker themselves.

Personality:
Surprisingly, Wolfmask can be considered a flirtatious tom cat. He trifles with both toms and she-cats, but this does not necessarily mean he is attracted to them-- he is a shaman, after all. He enjoys teasing and joking a large amount, and is rather robust and lively. Talkative, friendly, and a trusted ally, Wolfmask vehemently protects those he cares about; this, however, isn't always a good thing. Perhaps it is because of his past, but he can be a little too protective, and often gets involved in other cats' business. This makes him prone to light-hearted gossip, of course, which he gladly participates in as long as it doesn't harm anyone.

Some say that the previous shaman saw something underneath Wolfmask's upbeat personality, which earned him his name. Those who are extremely close to him know that he can be somewhat cold or blunt in his manner of thinking and being, and he fiercely addresses things as "good" or "bad"; in other words, he doesn't really see something as "neutral" or "gray". He will go to the extremes to do what he thinks is right. Thankfully, this usually doesn't happen, as he tries his best to remain light-hearted and happy in the face of adversity.

NPC LIST

Dewtail

Slatefang

Scorchbelly

Crowflight

Fernlight

Darkwhisker

Mossleap

[1Hawkeyes]

Lionpelt

Name: Lionpelt
Tribe: WaveTribe
Age/stage in training: 34 moons, warrior

Warrior - Apprentice: None, but open.

Generic size: Big

Appearance

Background: Lionpelt was born and raised in WaveTribe. He's a great fighter, decent hunter, but he's not so good at stealth. He didn't become a warrior until a moon later than the other apprentices he started with because of his hunting skills, but he was able to improve his skills. He's a much better hunter now comparatively, especially after he became close to Eagleclaw. She taught him better hunting techniques and they grew closer. Eventually, after time and bonding they became mates and boom, had a kit.

Personality: Lionpelt is a noble cat, or at least he tries to be. He's calm and collected, always shoeing kindness to any cat. It's rare to see him angry, but when threatened, especially by an enemy tribe, he's not afraid to fight.

Eagleclaw

Name: Eagleclaw
Tribe: WaveTribe
Age/stage in training: 32 moons, warrior

Warrior - Apprentice: None, but open
Previous Queen - Kit name: Hawkpaw

Generic size: Average, lean

Appearance

Background: Eagleclaw was found in WaveTribe territory, abandoned as a kit, only three moons old. There weren't any queens at the time so the warriors kept an eye on her. She became an apprentice and quickly learned the ways of a warrior. After a few moons of training, she noticed Lionpelt, or Lionpaw at the time, was struggling and fell behind his peers due to his lackluster hunting skills. Eaglepaw helped him, and they became good friends. Later on, after both earning their warrior names, they became mates and had Hawkpaw.

Personality: Eagleclaw is a very kind cat, usually thinking about others before she thinks about herself. She cares about every single cat and would to to the ends of the earth to keep her tribe safe. Of course many tribe members know she wasn't born into the tribe, but she tries not to let any comments bother her.

Hawkpaw

Name: Hawkpaw
Tribe: WaveTribe
Age/stage in training: 8 moons

Previous kit - Mother: Eagleclaw
If Apprentice - Mentor: Shadestep

Generic size: Average

Appearance

Background: Hawkpaw doesn't have much history about her. She was a kit and now she's an apprentice. She does, however, have very bad eyesight. Her parents suggested she talk to the Shaman about becoming the Shaman apprentice, but she insisted on training to be a warrior. She's currently in that training, trying her best to keep up with the other apprentices.

Personality: Hawkpaw is a friendly cat, always trying to help another cat in need. While she strives to improve her eyesight to get her warrior name, she always tries to be like her parents. It's rare that Hawkpaw used her eyesight as an excuse for poor performance.