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Age: 30 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: MistClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Long-haired sleek blueish grey she cat with a white muzzle, white paws and white flecks on her ears and tail tip with deep blue eyes
Personality: Quiet and mysterious, she is very observant, but not in an anxious way. She knows how to use her looks and charm to her advantage and has a very easy time getting other cats to like her. She is flirtatious, curious and intelligent. Her biggest flaw is her tendency to get tunnel vision. When fighting for or pursuing something she wants, she easily loses sight of other important things around her and has trouble keeping her priorities straight.
Biography: Born in the midst of a Twoleg city and spending very little time with her Mother, Riversong had to learn quickly how to get enough food to survive and stay warm in any way she could. As she grew, she realized that Twolegs were VERY easy to charm into giving her what she needed. Rubbing herself against legs and meowing the sweetest meows, she was always warm and properly fed, bouncing from Twoleg den to Twoleg den. However, as she grew into a proper she-cat, she started yearning for more cats like her. So, she taught herself to hunt and started venturing further and further from the Twoleg village she was born in. She finally stumbled upon the cats of MistClan, and finally felt like she could make a happy home among them
Apprentice: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Age: 60 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: DuskClan
Rank: Deputy
Appearance: Orange and black tabby she-cat with a white underbelly and green eyes
Personality: Practical and wary, some would say she is cold and does not show her feelings very well. Her biggest concern is protecting her Clan, by any means necessary and making sure the Clan is strong at all times. She is strict but also rewards good deeds and skill with lofty esteem
Biography: Having been a stray since she was kitted, Petalwhisper needed no help learning how to hunt and fight by the time she made her way into the tunnels of DuskClan. Born in the wild, she spent almost no time with her Mother before being thrown out of the nest and told to fend for herself. With no one to protect or feed her, she nearly died on multiple occasions, only being saved by stray cats that took pity on her, or Twolegs leaving food out for her. As she grew, she began to hear talk of Clans of cats who took care of each other and defended their territory and she felt as if she could finally have something to fight for. Showing her fierce hunting skills and amazing practicality, she quickly showed her worth and was eventually appointed deputy.
Apprentice: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
skitts a_wannabe_gamedev
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Seen
2 yrs ago
I'm interested, are you still accepting new players?
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Marlowe Exiled Moondrinker
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0-24 hrs ago
@skitts Yep! I'll PM you the discord link rn!
skitts a_wannabe_gamedev
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Here we go! Let me know if it's all all right.
Dawnstep
Name
Dawnkit -> Dawnpaw -> Dawnstep
Age
~1.5 years; 19 moons
Gender
Female
Clan
MistClan
Rank
Warrior
Appearance
Small dilute calico
Personality
Dawnstep is a cat of few words, rather choosing to show her loyalty and devotion than talk about it, be it to her friends or her Clan. Her loyalty is fierce and she is strict about following rules that keep the Clan safe and make cats truly a part of a small society. She is hard working and can be trusted to do anything she is asked to do for the Clan - within reason.
However, she has strong opinions about StarClan and certain parts of the warrior code which condemn medicine cats in love and inter-Clan love. To her, it would be ideal for all the Clans to merge into a single, large Clan, and for everyone to be able to express their feelings freely. But that does not make her devotion to MistClan any smaller, though many might call her out for it and question her.
While caring for her Clanmates, she can be harsh as she tends to look at things without emotion and empathy when trying to solve a problem despite highly empathising. Her empathy makes her try and solve every issue, even those that might not have a single correct solution and those that are best solved between involved parties without outside interference. As selfless as she might be, she can also be incredibly selfish at times, either fighting hard for what she wants or harbouring negativity for a while or longer if she gives it up to someone else.
However, she has strong opinions about StarClan and certain parts of the warrior code which condemn medicine cats in love and inter-Clan love. To her, it would be ideal for all the Clans to merge into a single, large Clan, and for everyone to be able to express their feelings freely. But that does not make her devotion to MistClan any smaller, though many might call her out for it and question her.
While caring for her Clanmates, she can be harsh as she tends to look at things without emotion and empathy when trying to solve a problem despite highly empathising. Her empathy makes her try and solve every issue, even those that might not have a single correct solution and those that are best solved between involved parties without outside interference. As selfless as she might be, she can also be incredibly selfish at times, either fighting hard for what she wants or harbouring negativity for a while or longer if she gives it up to someone else.
Biography
Dawnstep was born as Dawnkit to Ravensong and Mosswing alongside her brother, Flamekit (Flamepelt). Her brother always dragged her along on all sorts of adventures, though her strictness and unwillingness about leaving the camp made him create interesting adventures within their camp's confines, mostly including enacting some of their elders' tales or getting under the paws of busy apprentices doing chores in camp.
After a very exemplary kithood, she became a hardworking apprentice as Dawnpaw. She was a sort of Jack of All Trades for a long time - a decent hunter and a decent warrior, but also tended to butt in medicine cat work at times when she was free after successfully finishing her duties, convinced she could do things more properly than the old medicine cat and the then apprentice, Eelpaw. In truth, she just wanted to know everything she could, even if it was not within her rank and duties, but she let it go soon enough, putting her focus on hunting. After all, she was most fit for it - her swiftness aided her in chases, and her lightness on paws made her harder to detect.
At 9 moons, her parents had Nightkit, now Nightpaw, their younger brother.
And so, after 8 moons of apprenticeship, her warrior naming ceremony gave her the name Dawnstep. She is most commonly found in one of the hunting patrols, often with her brother Flamepelt, though every so often she joins a border patrol to refresh her memory of the territory and just enjoy the sights.
On one of their hunting patrols, the siblings came across one of the dead cats. This still tends to disturb Dawnstep's sleep, and her trust in her Clanmates is not as strong as it used to be, though she remains loyal as ever. She does, however, want to know who is behind the murders so no more cats have to die and the monster can be sent well away from the Clans.
After a very exemplary kithood, she became a hardworking apprentice as Dawnpaw. She was a sort of Jack of All Trades for a long time - a decent hunter and a decent warrior, but also tended to butt in medicine cat work at times when she was free after successfully finishing her duties, convinced she could do things more properly than the old medicine cat and the then apprentice, Eelpaw. In truth, she just wanted to know everything she could, even if it was not within her rank and duties, but she let it go soon enough, putting her focus on hunting. After all, she was most fit for it - her swiftness aided her in chases, and her lightness on paws made her harder to detect.
At 9 moons, her parents had Nightkit, now Nightpaw, their younger brother.
And so, after 8 moons of apprenticeship, her warrior naming ceremony gave her the name Dawnstep. She is most commonly found in one of the hunting patrols, often with her brother Flamepelt, though every so often she joins a border patrol to refresh her memory of the territory and just enjoy the sights.
On one of their hunting patrols, the siblings came across one of the dead cats. This still tends to disturb Dawnstep's sleep, and her trust in her Clanmates is not as strong as it used to be, though she remains loyal as ever. She does, however, want to know who is behind the murders so no more cats have to die and the monster can be sent well away from the Clans.
Apprentice?
Has none.
Mate?
Nope.
Kits?
Well, obviously nope.
Flamepelt
Name
Flamekit -> Flamepaw -> Flamepelt
Age
~1.5 years; 19 moons
Gender
Male
Clan
MistClan
Rank
Warrior
Appearance
Black tom with some red/orange showing up in his fur.
Personality
Unlike his sister, Flamepelt is a very relaxed cat eager to explore and head into the unknown. He respects the code in its entirety and is ready to show it. He strongly believes in StarClan's guidance, however much his sister tried to change his mind.
Where his sister is somewhat selfish, he is selfless, always doing things to make others more comfortable. It does not make him resentful, as there is not really much that he wants strongly enough to fight for it or hold grudges over - he will always find a way for the other option to work for him. He is a cat that would do almost any favour for anyone, to the point of being willing of doing apprentice duties again if the need arises.
Where his sister is somewhat selfish, he is selfless, always doing things to make others more comfortable. It does not make him resentful, as there is not really much that he wants strongly enough to fight for it or hold grudges over - he will always find a way for the other option to work for him. He is a cat that would do almost any favour for anyone, to the point of being willing of doing apprentice duties again if the need arises.
Biography
Flamepelt was born as Flamekit to Ravensong and Mosswing with his sister Dawnkit (Dawnstep). His sister never wanted to leave the camp in search of adventure like kits usually do - it was against the rules and dangerous. Flamekit never minded it - the camp was always large enough for two kits two wreak havoc, and he would not leave his sister behind. After all, if they could climb trees and stalk through reeds outside the camp, they could do the same inside the camp - climb all over the dens and crawl through the nests. Under the watchful eye of their mother, they explored every den top and corner, including their leader's, and entertained the elders with their interpretations of their tales.
As an apprentice, Flamepaw took to hunting more and faster than his sister. He enjoyed the stalking and the exploration of territory more than the repetitive fighting training always against the same opponent - his sister or his mentor. Well, his sister sometimes made it more fun than his mentor.
At 9 moons, his parents had Nightkit, now Nightpaw, their younger brother.
Though he could have finished his apprenticeship a moon sooner than his sister, having trained more in his free time than Dawnpaw, he waited until she passed her final assessment and Flamepelt and Dawnstep kept vigil together. As a warrior, he also prefers hunting over border patrols and is amongst the better hunters, though he lacks the natural advantages of his sister's swift paws and light steps.
On one of their hunting patrols, Flamepelt and Dawnstep came across one of the found bodies of the dead cats. Flamepelt firmly believes none of their Clanmates would ever kill a cat like that, clearly in cold blood, and is willing to do anything to find out which Clan is hiding a murderer.
As an apprentice, Flamepaw took to hunting more and faster than his sister. He enjoyed the stalking and the exploration of territory more than the repetitive fighting training always against the same opponent - his sister or his mentor. Well, his sister sometimes made it more fun than his mentor.
At 9 moons, his parents had Nightkit, now Nightpaw, their younger brother.
Though he could have finished his apprenticeship a moon sooner than his sister, having trained more in his free time than Dawnpaw, he waited until she passed her final assessment and Flamepelt and Dawnstep kept vigil together. As a warrior, he also prefers hunting over border patrols and is amongst the better hunters, though he lacks the natural advantages of his sister's swift paws and light steps.
On one of their hunting patrols, Flamepelt and Dawnstep came across one of the found bodies of the dead cats. Flamepelt firmly believes none of their Clanmates would ever kill a cat like that, clearly in cold blood, and is willing to do anything to find out which Clan is hiding a murderer.
Apprentice?
No
Mate?
None
Kits?
No
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Six NPCs for the choosing!
Name
IrisStar
Age
85 Moons
Gender
Tom
Clan
BirchClan
Rank
Leader
Appearance
A large, bulky tomcat with an athletic and imposing figure, built for prowess over slenderness, IrisStar is identifiable by his stature alone: a blend of white and silver-patched thickend fur. With sharp green glares and an eerie presence about his stature, he never seems bothered over his weathered moons and fatigued expressions. As a tom who'd seen countless come and go, his stoic grin transformed from a posture of kindness to an exclamation of power and confidence over his contemporaries, matched with the steady but clear voice that he shares.
Short Description
Once known as IrisClaw, he's become notorious as a voice of reason and opportunity for countless moons, thriving under the reputation of being headstrong, clear-cut and measured by merit over rank. A previously younger self was known to have been free-loving, empowered by his friendships beyond the borders of the clan. Yet as battles came about and he was exposed to the cruelty of the valley, IrisClaw soon turned to emphasising his own clan's survival over the rest. Exposed as a deputy to and early Leader's death, the newfound IrisStar rose with little experience in leadership and boundless strides forward. Now holding power over the largest clan of the valley, he has become a figure of contest against other clancats with a strong dedication to those who preserve BirchClan's livelihood. Honourable to his own, questionable to outsiders and mateless overall, he dedicates himself to his rank with the indiscriminate belittlement of the others, if they so dare threaten his own. All beneath his past transition from happiness to hardiness has given many plenty to talk about. Controversial, respected and inconspicuous even to a few of his own, IrisStar plays the strategist in all walks of life, to no cost of his own cats.
Name: HoneyFoot
Age: 64 Moons
Gender: She
Clan: BirchClan
Rank: Senior Warrior
Appearance: A tender looking ginger she-cat with bright amber eyes and a sleek fur coat.
Short Description: HoneyFoot has lived a life of mixed emotions. To begin with, she was sprightly, energetic and far too active for her own good, commonly taking on tasks way beyond her ability to appease those around her. Dedication to her clan spawned such effort, of course. Eventually, life calmed down when she united with her mate, ThornBack, and was given the gift of maternity. She matured, reassuring her boundaries and levelling herself to be a competent mother until they needed her no more. A string of misfortunes, however, changed her once more. The death of ThornBack via illness came first. Then, the hard hitting departure of BranchPaw under the influence of a cat she called manipulative and deceitful to the peace. Finally, two moons ago, NewtFoot was found death inexplicably. The alluring and sultriness of HoneyFoot has now been showered with an underlining turmoil, fuelled by anger and a incredible distrust for those that threaten the clan and the integrity of her own family.
Name: ReedCoat
Age: 22 Moons
Gender: She
Clan: BirchClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Bland, murky brown she-cat bearing her brother's colours and her mother's eyes.
Short Description: Inadequacy had besieged ReedCoat's life since she was a kit. The competitive nature of her kin made it hard for her to realise her own capabilities, leaving her in the background of other's accomplishments. However, she felt comfortable settling for mediocrity, finding that being a reasonable contributor to clan life and thus never one to be complained or idolised by the others. Despite this, she is endowed with the skills of a climber, showing wit in her ability to scale obstructions with relative competence. She, unlike her family, is lenient towards her brother's supposed betrayal and tries her hardest to talk at meetings, even if the chains are rusted.
Name: AshTongue
Age: 22 Moons
Gender: She
Clan: BirchClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A standout, greyish athletic she-cat with an familiar yet darker amber eyes.
Short Description: AshTongue was always known as the competitive one of her litter. Seeking out the expectations of her family and clanmates around her, she is known to have put herself through strenuous and often unqualified situations for the sake of learning. Improving upon herself is a drive. Equally, she utilises a certain affinity of enticement to try and capture her mother's charm, commonly testing her popularity on the toms around her. AshTongue still holds bitter resentment toward her brother BranchFall simply for the personal betrayal she feels, seeing his as weak to the wills of dissenting cats harming the clan's cause. Thus, she avoids him at meetings at most costs. Equally, she is prone to enacting the will of the clan and its leadership, regardless of their sometimes uncertain interests.
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Name: BadgerLurk
Age: 31 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: MistClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A mostly black tom with pale-white paws, alongside an equally white back-left leg, and sandy eyes.
Short Description: Willingly relaxed, BadgerLurk only really seems to act at full ability when it needs for him to do so. Otherwise, he's quite a chilled-out warrior, taking more of a liking to talking an getting to know those around him than dabble in the seriousness of a warrior's life. Despite this he's still fairly consistent to the code and to the clan, known to step up effectively if cats are in preventable danger.
Name: HailEye
Age: 29 Moons
Gender: She
Clan: MistClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A snow-white she with patches of black across her back, tail and paw, finished with little green eyes.
Short Description: Bubbly in personality, HailEye is known to go about her day talking in a tender and caring manner. She's a deeply concerned and anxious cat with a slight worry in her pronunciation. And whilst she's not the best warrior around, nor the most consistent in her actions, she is at least prone to being upset for others' well-beings. Such concern can make her ample in sharp yet philanthropic in her decision-making. Overall, she's an easy conversationalist and a regular listener to the problems of others if they so want her presence.
Name
IrisStar
Age
85 Moons
Gender
Tom
Clan
BirchClan
Rank
Leader
Appearance
A large, bulky tomcat with an athletic and imposing figure, built for prowess over slenderness, IrisStar is identifiable by his stature alone: a blend of white and silver-patched thickend fur. With sharp green glares and an eerie presence about his stature, he never seems bothered over his weathered moons and fatigued expressions. As a tom who'd seen countless come and go, his stoic grin transformed from a posture of kindness to an exclamation of power and confidence over his contemporaries, matched with the steady but clear voice that he shares.
Short Description
Once known as IrisClaw, he's become notorious as a voice of reason and opportunity for countless moons, thriving under the reputation of being headstrong, clear-cut and measured by merit over rank. A previously younger self was known to have been free-loving, empowered by his friendships beyond the borders of the clan. Yet as battles came about and he was exposed to the cruelty of the valley, IrisClaw soon turned to emphasising his own clan's survival over the rest. Exposed as a deputy to and early Leader's death, the newfound IrisStar rose with little experience in leadership and boundless strides forward. Now holding power over the largest clan of the valley, he has become a figure of contest against other clancats with a strong dedication to those who preserve BirchClan's livelihood. Honourable to his own, questionable to outsiders and mateless overall, he dedicates himself to his rank with the indiscriminate belittlement of the others, if they so dare threaten his own. All beneath his past transition from happiness to hardiness has given many plenty to talk about. Controversial, respected and inconspicuous even to a few of his own, IrisStar plays the strategist in all walks of life, to no cost of his own cats.
Name: HoneyFoot
Age: 64 Moons
Gender: She
Clan: BirchClan
Rank: Senior Warrior
Appearance: A tender looking ginger she-cat with bright amber eyes and a sleek fur coat.
Short Description: HoneyFoot has lived a life of mixed emotions. To begin with, she was sprightly, energetic and far too active for her own good, commonly taking on tasks way beyond her ability to appease those around her. Dedication to her clan spawned such effort, of course. Eventually, life calmed down when she united with her mate, ThornBack, and was given the gift of maternity. She matured, reassuring her boundaries and levelling herself to be a competent mother until they needed her no more. A string of misfortunes, however, changed her once more. The death of ThornBack via illness came first. Then, the hard hitting departure of BranchPaw under the influence of a cat she called manipulative and deceitful to the peace. Finally, two moons ago, NewtFoot was found death inexplicably. The alluring and sultriness of HoneyFoot has now been showered with an underlining turmoil, fuelled by anger and a incredible distrust for those that threaten the clan and the integrity of her own family.
Name: ReedCoat
Age: 22 Moons
Gender: She
Clan: BirchClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Bland, murky brown she-cat bearing her brother's colours and her mother's eyes.
Short Description: Inadequacy had besieged ReedCoat's life since she was a kit. The competitive nature of her kin made it hard for her to realise her own capabilities, leaving her in the background of other's accomplishments. However, she felt comfortable settling for mediocrity, finding that being a reasonable contributor to clan life and thus never one to be complained or idolised by the others. Despite this, she is endowed with the skills of a climber, showing wit in her ability to scale obstructions with relative competence. She, unlike her family, is lenient towards her brother's supposed betrayal and tries her hardest to talk at meetings, even if the chains are rusted.
Name: AshTongue
Age: 22 Moons
Gender: She
Clan: BirchClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A standout, greyish athletic she-cat with an familiar yet darker amber eyes.
Short Description: AshTongue was always known as the competitive one of her litter. Seeking out the expectations of her family and clanmates around her, she is known to have put herself through strenuous and often unqualified situations for the sake of learning. Improving upon herself is a drive. Equally, she utilises a certain affinity of enticement to try and capture her mother's charm, commonly testing her popularity on the toms around her. AshTongue still holds bitter resentment toward her brother BranchFall simply for the personal betrayal she feels, seeing his as weak to the wills of dissenting cats harming the clan's cause. Thus, she avoids him at meetings at most costs. Equally, she is prone to enacting the will of the clan and its leadership, regardless of their sometimes uncertain interests.
Name: BadgerLurk
Age: 31 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: MistClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A mostly black tom with pale-white paws, alongside an equally white back-left leg, and sandy eyes.
Short Description: Willingly relaxed, BadgerLurk only really seems to act at full ability when it needs for him to do so. Otherwise, he's quite a chilled-out warrior, taking more of a liking to talking an getting to know those around him than dabble in the seriousness of a warrior's life. Despite this he's still fairly consistent to the code and to the clan, known to step up effectively if cats are in preventable danger.
Name: HailEye
Age: 29 Moons
Gender: She
Clan: MistClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A snow-white she with patches of black across her back, tail and paw, finished with little green eyes.
Short Description: Bubbly in personality, HailEye is known to go about her day talking in a tender and caring manner. She's a deeply concerned and anxious cat with a slight worry in her pronunciation. And whilst she's not the best warrior around, nor the most consistent in her actions, she is at least prone to being upset for others' well-beings. Such concern can make her ample in sharp yet philanthropic in her decision-making. Overall, she's an easy conversationalist and a regular listener to the problems of others if they so want her presence.
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nyoom excommunicado
Member
Seen
3 yrs ago
Name:
Cloudstep.
Age:
29 moons.
Gender:
Tom.
Clan:
MistClan.
Rank:
Warrior.
Appearance:
Black and white tom with long, silky fur and white paws, hence the name, “Cloudstep.” He is larger than the average she-cat, but also a bit smaller than the average tom.
Personality:
Cloudstep is a guarded tom, keeping to himself most of the time. He’s definitely a “speak when spoken to” kind of cat as well, and upon first impression, he doesn’t seem super interested. This may be due to him not being used to cats he doesn’t know, however, this thankfully hasn’t made him antisocial. He may also seem a little sad, and while that may be true, he doesn’t let it eat him alive. Should someone pull the veil back, they will be met by the soft gaze of a kind-hearted, altruistic, and compassionate tom who probably couldn’t hurt a fly, and who is a lot more intrigued than he looks. He’s a lover, not a fighter.
Biography:
Cloudstep, born as Badger, grew up outside the confines of a Clan as a nomadic loner. He wasn’t alone, running alongside his parents, uncle, and siblings, Crow and Spider. Things went as well as they could go for their lifestyle, but they inevitably lost mother, father, and uncle to predators and the elements. The siblings were young and managed fine on their own, but Badger started to have seconds thoughts about their life. He had always been fascinated with the Clans, but never once thought about joining them. However, when Crow had fallen gravely ill due to a battle wound becoming infected, it got Badger thinking. Over the course of a few days, the illness got worse, and soon Crow was unable to do anything. He was dying. Spider had sent Badger to fetch whatever herbs he could find in attempt to cure him, but Badger refused, suggesting they ask for help from a nearby Clan. Spider thought he was mad, but Badger knew trying random herbs would not be good.. for obvious reasons. They acted too late, and Crow succumbed to his illness, leaving Badger and Spider alone. They’d grown even closer after their brother’s loss and Badger had decided that life was much, much harsher as a loner. They needed each other now, more than ever.
But life as a loner was, well, lonely. He loved his sister, and his sister loved him, but most other loners they came across didn’t want to be bothered and some were extremely hostile. The more Badger talked about joining a clan, the angrier Spider got. She was anti-clan, but Badger thought he could talk some sense into her. Little did he know that he was pushing her further and further away. Spider would start to snap at him, calling him a coward for wanting to live in a clan. She didn’t want to live tied down to the laws that a clan had and loved seeing new sights everyday. A clan wouldn’t give her that. Badger wanted her to see the bright side. They’d be safer, they’d have friends, maybe future families. They wouldn’t have to worry about getting ill as medicine cats knew how to heal them. Spider wouldn’t budge. If Badger angered her enough, she would blame him for their brother’s death.. luckily this didn’t faze Badger. He knew it wasn’t his fault. It was nobody’s fault.
The rift between them grew so large that Badger had decided he was going to try and join a clan anyway. When he brought this news to Spider, she was too mentally exhausted to fight him about it. “Just.. go already. I don’t care anymore.” She didn’t even look at him, keeping her head down. “If they turn you down, you’re on your own.” Spider was the first to walk away, and Badger didn’t even get the chance to change his mind. She was gone before he knew it, not a goodbye was said. His heart was broken.
But he didn’t chase after her. He turned the other way and days later, stumbled upon MistClan. He is grateful that Shadestar let him join their ranks. Upon receiving his new clan name, he requested a full name change, no longer wanting to be called “Badger.” He became Cloudpaw, and three moons later, Cloudstep.
Apprentice:
None, yet.
Mate:
None.
Kits:
None.
nyoom excommunicado
Member
Seen
3 yrs ago
Name:
Creekwhisper.
Age:
93 moons.
Gender:
She-cat.
Clan:
MistClan.
Rank:
Elder.
Appearance:
Slender, short-haired female with slightly unkempt fur, suggesting her age. Her light blue eyes have softened, but her spirit remains true.
Short Description:
Creekwhisper has served MistClan her entire life and served it well. A humble she-cat, she doesn’t like to brag about her victories, instead choosing to make examples out of her losses to teach lessons. Although she is well-respected, she never took on a mate or had kits of her own. Whether she regrets it or not is not known.
Right before Creekwhisper chose to retire, she insisted on mentoring Cloudstep when he first joined. All he truly needed to learn was the Warrior Code, so training him wouldn’t stress her old bones too much. She took a liking to him, mostly because he was a good listener and a quick learner. Although they don’t speak much since he became a warrior, she would always vouch for him, should the opportunity arise.
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Marlowe Exiled Moondrinker
Member
Seen
0-24 hrs ago
@skitts @LetMeDoStuff @nyoom All good! Now time to bash my head in while i wrangle with the code and put y'alls cats on the front page. :P
blindwoofer
Member
Seen
0-24 hrs ago
Name:
Tinypaw
Age:
7 moons.
Gender:
Molly. -Female-
Clan:
MistClan.
Rank:
Medicine cat Apprentice.
Appearance:
Black, orange and white calico molly with yellow eyes and a pink nose. She is on the small size even for a she-cat. Thus how she got her name since even as a kit they was very small.
Personality: Tinypaw is sweet and caring but stubborn. Hates being teased for her size and has squabbled endlessly with her siblings over it. While she loves the idea of being able to help other cats heal she has a fire in her that will not let her be a push over even by the biggest warriors. She has little fear of anything right now and wants to be the best medicine cat that she can for Mistclan.
Biography: Tinypaw was first born of a litter of three. When she wasn't fighting with her bigger brothers she would sneak from the nursery to watch the medicine cat work. Of course she was scolded with this all the time she still loved to watch the tom work and learn new things as she tried to hide. The one thing Tinypaw was scared of was hawks. When she had been racing around with her brothers one had swooped down and grabbed her. It was only the quick thinking of Tinypaws father Stonepelt that she didn't become fresh-kill for the bird.
Even after the attack she went to the medicine cat den to learn till finally named Eelpond's apprentice. The good natured tom was in for it then but she had the same passion for healing as he did though she seemed to have more of a temper then her mentor.
Apprentice: N/A
Mate: None. (Not against a forbidden romance once she's old enough though!)
Kits: None.
Name: Brindleshade
Age: 28 moons.
Gender: Molly. -Female-
Clan: MistClan.
Rank: Warrior.
Appearance: A tortoiseshell she-cat. Brindleshade has half her face orange and the other half black with greenish-yellow eyes. The rest of her fur is a mix of the black and orange.
Personality: Brindleshade is young and full of life. She loves to hunt and run though she is feisty in battle. Brindleshade enjoys the night the most since she blends in so well in the dark and shadows. The she-cat is playful like a kit at times but can be serious. She is aware of the dangers around them but likes to not make things to dark. Along with being playful she's a loving sort and quick to purr and smile at others but she doesn't seem to get truly close to anyone.
Biography: Born and raised in Mistclan Brindleshade was born in a littler of six. All of them were healthy and strong but their mother was attacked and killed by a dog before they reached apprentice-hood. Once they were given mentors things went well but slowly her litter mates started to die. One in a territory dispute, another was bitten by a snake, the third from falling out of a tree and another by drowning. Her last litter mate was still alive but she ran off to live in a two-leg place since she couldn't take their siblings dying. Brindleshade stayed and took her warrior name but her losses still haunted her.
Apprentice: None yet.
Mate: None.
Kits: None.
Name:
Cinderfang
Age:
Just under 2 years (22 moons, ~23 human years)
Gender:
Female
Clan:
MistClan
Rank:
Young Warrior
Appearance:
Blue-gray mackerel tabby she-cat with dark, umber eyes.
Personality:
Hypercritical: She holds herself to high standards, and her clanmates to even higher ones. She feels that with how she's poured her heart and soul into her warriordom, she's become more capable than most of her clanmates. As a result, it's easier for her to point out when they're doing something wrong - be it something as simple as their hunting form or as serious as questioning their loyalty to the Clan, she'll notice your flaws and call you out on them.
Combative: Her name was chosen to be Cinderfang for a reason. That reason is that it doesn't matter if you're a rival warrior or prey, she bears teeth first and asks questions later. She's a fierce hunter and fighter and as of late, she won't stop till her opponent gives up and runs away or stops moving - or someone forcefully stops her. Whichever comes first.
Self-Destructive: Cinderfang can, has, and will push herself past breaking point after breaking point, taking on problems that are way too much for her to handle alone. Thankfully, her worst injury so far is a pretty nasty bite from a little crocodile from her late apprenticeship days, but there's always a chance she could go the way of her sister... Not that she'd go without making her assailant hurt worse, of course.
Biography:
She was born to her parents Smokeclaw and Finchsong (who are both alive and well in the elder's den), alongside her sister Graykit. Her life as a kit was normal - full of discovery, play, and adventure. She and Graykit would bounce around camp playing pretend, stalking each other and play fighting with the other kits as a duo, pretending they were already great, unstoppable warriors. They were so close and loved each other so much - and that was both a great strength, and a great weakness. Everyone that watched them knew that they would grow into a fantastic team.
So as if StarClan themselves were kicking dung in their faces, the killings of clan cats began with none other than Graypaw.
The murder scene was grizzly. Graypaw was intact - thank StarClan for that - her throat was still torn and her light fur was covered in dark mud and blood, and her eyes.. Her It was a violent wake-up call for Cinderpaw, who up to that point hadn't quite been taking her apprenticeship as seriously. She did her best, of course, but it was also fun, training with her sister! They would go on hunts together, they would quiz each other, and Gray would listen to Cinder whine about how awful getting the ticks out of the elder's fur was. Even when they weren't in sight of each other - which was uncommon - they were always pushing each other to be the best they could be in the form of a good natured rivalry. Graypaw's banter felt like simple sibling teasing before, but after her death it's become Cinderfang's mantra.
Just be stronger, Cinderpaw! Be faster, be smarter! Be better!
So she did. Or, well, she's working to become better. Always. Always, always, always.
Apprentice?:
(willing to discuss future possibilities, but not willing to start with one)
Mate?:
N/A
Kits?:
N/A
Cinderfang
Age:
Just under 2 years (22 moons, ~23 human years)
Gender:
Female
Clan:
MistClan
Rank:
Young Warrior
Appearance:
Blue-gray mackerel tabby she-cat with dark, umber eyes.
Personality:
Hypercritical: She holds herself to high standards, and her clanmates to even higher ones. She feels that with how she's poured her heart and soul into her warriordom, she's become more capable than most of her clanmates. As a result, it's easier for her to point out when they're doing something wrong - be it something as simple as their hunting form or as serious as questioning their loyalty to the Clan, she'll notice your flaws and call you out on them.
Combative: Her name was chosen to be Cinderfang for a reason. That reason is that it doesn't matter if you're a rival warrior or prey, she bears teeth first and asks questions later. She's a fierce hunter and fighter and as of late, she won't stop till her opponent gives up and runs away or stops moving - or someone forcefully stops her. Whichever comes first.
Self-Destructive: Cinderfang can, has, and will push herself past breaking point after breaking point, taking on problems that are way too much for her to handle alone. Thankfully, her worst injury so far is a pretty nasty bite from a little crocodile from her late apprenticeship days, but there's always a chance she could go the way of her sister... Not that she'd go without making her assailant hurt worse, of course.
Biography:
She was born to her parents Smokeclaw and Finchsong (who are both alive and well in the elder's den), alongside her sister Graykit. Her life as a kit was normal - full of discovery, play, and adventure. She and Graykit would bounce around camp playing pretend, stalking each other and play fighting with the other kits as a duo, pretending they were already great, unstoppable warriors. They were so close and loved each other so much - and that was both a great strength, and a great weakness. Everyone that watched them knew that they would grow into a fantastic team.
So as if StarClan themselves were kicking dung in their faces, the killings of clan cats began with none other than Graypaw.
The murder scene was grizzly. Graypaw was intact - thank StarClan for that - her throat was still torn and her light fur was covered in dark mud and blood, and her eyes.. Her It was a violent wake-up call for Cinderpaw, who up to that point hadn't quite been taking her apprenticeship as seriously. She did her best, of course, but it was also fun, training with her sister! They would go on hunts together, they would quiz each other, and Gray would listen to Cinder whine about how awful getting the ticks out of the elder's fur was. Even when they weren't in sight of each other - which was uncommon - they were always pushing each other to be the best they could be in the form of a good natured rivalry. Graypaw's banter felt like simple sibling teasing before, but after her death it's become Cinderfang's mantra.
Just be stronger, Cinderpaw! Be faster, be smarter! Be better!
So she did. Or, well, she's working to become better. Always. Always, always, always.
Apprentice?:
(willing to discuss future possibilities, but not willing to start with one)
Mate?:
N/A
Kits?:
N/A
The Elvenqueen An Elven Jedi
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Name: Cinderkit --> Cinderpaw --> Cinderblaze
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: DuskClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
A large, well-muscled she-cat with thick, black and silver fur and piercing orange eyes.
Short Description: Born to two warriors of DuskClan, Cinderkit was the largest of her litter, with a brother Darkkit, (open to one or two other siblings, if somebody wants to make them, I'll add them in! :D), Cinderkit quickly showed herself to be the bossiest of her siblings, with big dreams of being the "best warrior the Clan had ever seen". This ambition carried on into her apprenticeship, where she gave 200% to all of her training, and fell out with her brother Darkpaw over his lack of ambition. The two don't speak much except for an awkwardly exchanged "hey" when they pass each other in camp nowadays. A newly-minted warrior, Cinderblaze is ready to serve her Clan in any way necessary.
Age: 12 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: DuskClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
A large, well-muscled she-cat with thick, black and silver fur and piercing orange eyes.
Short Description: Born to two warriors of DuskClan, Cinderkit was the largest of her litter, with a brother Darkkit, (open to one or two other siblings, if somebody wants to make them, I'll add them in! :D), Cinderkit quickly showed herself to be the bossiest of her siblings, with big dreams of being the "best warrior the Clan had ever seen". This ambition carried on into her apprenticeship, where she gave 200% to all of her training, and fell out with her brother Darkpaw over his lack of ambition. The two don't speak much except for an awkwardly exchanged "hey" when they pass each other in camp nowadays. A newly-minted warrior, Cinderblaze is ready to serve her Clan in any way necessary.
Name: Darkkit --> Darkpaw --> Darkspots
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: DuskClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
Smoky black tom with darker ticking and a scar across his shoulders, pale yellow eyes.
Short Description: The runt of his litter, Darkkit was born with a sister, Cinderkit, (open to one or two other siblings, if somebody wants to make them, I'll add them in! :D), and quickly became the target for his sister's rough-housing due to his timid, soft-spoken nature. When they became apprentices, at first he offered to spar with Cinderpaw, until a particularly "enthusiastic" training session left him with a permanent scar across his shoulders. It doesn't affect him too much usually, but he can be seen walking with a slight limp during the colder moons. He hasn't spoken much to Cinderblaze since except for the bare minimum of pleasantries if they do end up working together on a patrol. Darkspots is not much of a fighter, but he is an excellent hunter.
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: DuskClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
Smoky black tom with darker ticking and a scar across his shoulders, pale yellow eyes.
Short Description: The runt of his litter, Darkkit was born with a sister, Cinderkit, (open to one or two other siblings, if somebody wants to make them, I'll add them in! :D), and quickly became the target for his sister's rough-housing due to his timid, soft-spoken nature. When they became apprentices, at first he offered to spar with Cinderpaw, until a particularly "enthusiastic" training session left him with a permanent scar across his shoulders. It doesn't affect him too much usually, but he can be seen walking with a slight limp during the colder moons. He hasn't spoken much to Cinderblaze since except for the bare minimum of pleasantries if they do end up working together on a patrol. Darkspots is not much of a fighter, but he is an excellent hunter.
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Name: Kestrelclaw
Age: 45 Moons
Gender: Male
Clan: Mistclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Lean black and white tom with yellow eyes
Short Description: Overprotective and hardworking, Kestrelclaw takes great care with the cats that he holds dear, especially his sister, Silverflight, who is the only family he has left. He feels nothing but pride for her and tries to help out wherever he can to make her job, and their leaders, easier. The rest of his history is the same as Silverflight.
Name: Mosswing
Age: 49 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Mistclan
Rank: Queen
Appearance: White and ginger she-cat with amber eyes
Short Description: When she was a warrior she was mostly known for her ferocity and wit until she fell hard for Ravensong shortly after he arrived in Mistclan. Stumbling, awkward, and entirely uncertain of how to express her feelings it took a great deal of time for her to finally admit her feelings. Once she did and had her first litter, her roughened edges softened a bit and she proved to be a good mother to all of her kits.
Name: Ravensong
Age: 48 Moons
Gender: Male
Clan: Mistclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Black tom with a splash of white on his chest and green eyes
Short Description: A former rogue who detested the rough and bloody life that they had to lead, and eventually slipped away to escape from that life. After a fair amount of travel he stumbled across the clans, but didn't join at first and instead kept to himself around the Twoleg dens while observing the goings on of clan life. Eventually he was caught by a Mistclan patrol and rather than run he asked to join. Soft-spoken and kind he is almost the exact opposite of his mate Mosswing.
Name: Smokeheart
Age: 12 Moons
Gender: Male
Clan: Duskclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A dark colored tabby with white paws and underbelly and pale green eyes
Short Description: Born along with his siblings Cinderkit and Darkkit, Smokekit immediately tried to be a mediator between his two other siblings. A naturally calm yet forceful personality allowed him to push back against their bigger sister. Though keeping Cinderkit from being too rough with their brother was not an easy task, and clearly his pleas went unheeded as Cinderpaw permanently scarred Darkpaw during a training session. While upset at what she did Smokepaw still does his best to keep on friendly terms with his sister. He spends more of his time around Darkspots than Cinderblaze, but he is still trying to get his siblings to reconcile one day. Smokeheart is an adept hunter and fighter, but he prefers to keep to the shadows and avoid confrontation as much as he can.
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2 yrs ago
DuskClan NPC
Name
Age
Gender
Clan
Rank
Appearance
Short Description
Stonebreeze
Name
Stonekit -> Stonepaw -> Stonebreeze
Age
27 moons
Gender
Male
Clan
DuskClan
Rank
Medicine cat
Appearance
Grey tom with dark amber eyes
Short Description
Stonebreeze came to be the medicine cat due to his lack of interest in usual warrior activities. His intelligence and calm demeanor made his mentor love him as an apprentice, though his tongue is sharp as a jagged rock and his "bedside" manners are not something his Clanmates are fond of.
Though still young himself, Foxpaw's care for others coupled with her willingness to learn everything made him accept her as his apprentice.
Though still young himself, Foxpaw's care for others coupled with her willingness to learn everything made him accept her as his apprentice.
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3 yrs ago
Name:
Wildpaw.
Age:
8 moons.
Gender:
She-cat.
Clan:
ThornClan.
Rank:
Apprentice.
Appearance:
The spitting image of her mother, Wildpaw is a small, short-haired, solid grey she-cat with bright yellow-green eyes.
Short Description:
Wildpaw was born to Littleleap and Swiftclaw, alongside her sister, Mousepaw (name/gender subject to change, should anyone want to play them!). Their parents were madly in love, and although Mousepaw found this sickening, Wildpaw quite admired her parent’s bond and found herself wishing for the same affection when she was older. A few days before their apprentice ceremony, things took a dark turn. Littleleap, their mother, had went on a morning patrol, but never returned to camp. Swiftclaw was devastated and spent the entirety of his days searching for his lost love. It was almost a relief that Wildpaw and her sister became apprentices days later, as their father wouldn’t have to worry about them as much while he went off to find clues pointing to his beloved Littleleap’s whereabouts.
Wildpaw was also worrisome, but hid her feelings as she was hopeful that her mother would turn up soon. A couple moons later, and a body still hasn’t been found, nor any sign that Littleleap is dead or alive. Wildpaw often perches atop the cliffs and observes the land below, wondering where her mother has gone, but tries to remain positive.
@Ambra Mentioning just in case.
I was gonna wait till I got my other two future POV characters done and post all three for review, but I figured posting them as I got them done would be simpler.
Here's Foxpaw <o/
I was gonna wait till I got my other two future POV characters done and post all three for review, but I figured posting them as I got them done would be simpler.
Here's Foxpaw <o/
Name:
Foxpaw (to become Foxtrot)
Age:
Just under a year (10 moons, around 15 human years)
Gender:
Male
Clan:
ThornClan
Rank:
Apprentice, Medicine Cat
Appearance:
Large in stature with fluffy fox-like fur and amber eyes
Personality:
Unintimidating: When not in the presence of similarly large cats, he keeps his head low as not to tower. He also tends to be soft-spoken, because otherwise he has a very large voice. Even if he were to be physically confronted, he'd rather run than fight. Foxpaw just wants everyone to get along and to be friends, and if he has to make himself look smaller to be more approachable, than so be it!
Catnip Enthusiast: After a mild case of whitecough, he's gained an appreciation for catnip, what with its calming, high-inducing effects. He has a very small stash of catnip purely for his own leisurely consumption, but in a life-or-death situation he would swiftly and gladly paw it over. Condemning a cat to death in exchange for satisfying a fix is abhorrent.
Softie: Foxpaw's just a dang nice cat! He's a good listener, he's non-confrontational, and he's very affectionate. He's been told that he has to toughen up and harden his heart at least a little bit, but he feels that been doing alright so far.
Biography:
Foxkit's mother was yet another one of many cats that have lost their footing and fallen hard to the ground below, he was a little more unique in losing his mother so young. He was nursed and raised by his aunt Speckledface - his father either had no interest in making himself known, or perhaps was a rogue... Either way, Foxkit showed no interest in playing and rough-housing with other kits - especially after one got a bit over-eager and took a little chunk of his ear out. He instead preferred to linger around the medicine cat's den and watch them work, tending to injuries and treating illnesses with all those herbs. It was all so precise and hypnotic. It fascinated him, and after many a silent debate with himself, Foxpaw eagerly asked Iceheart to let him become a medicine cat apprentice instead, explaining that he felt like it was his calling... And Iceheart accepted.
That was a couple moons ago, though. Now, Foxpaw has begun to come into his own as an apprentice. He has yet to have any visions or prophetic dreams from StarClan, but he has gotten better at differentiating herbs - catnip especially!
Apprentice?:
Too young!
Mate?:
Too young!
Kits?:
Too young!
Foxpaw (to become Foxtrot)
Age:
Just under a year (10 moons, around 15 human years)
Gender:
Male
Clan:
ThornClan
Rank:
Apprentice, Medicine Cat
Appearance:
Large in stature with fluffy fox-like fur and amber eyes
Personality:
Unintimidating: When not in the presence of similarly large cats, he keeps his head low as not to tower. He also tends to be soft-spoken, because otherwise he has a very large voice. Even if he were to be physically confronted, he'd rather run than fight. Foxpaw just wants everyone to get along and to be friends, and if he has to make himself look smaller to be more approachable, than so be it!
Catnip Enthusiast: After a mild case of whitecough, he's gained an appreciation for catnip, what with its calming, high-inducing effects. He has a very small stash of catnip purely for his own leisurely consumption, but in a life-or-death situation he would swiftly and gladly paw it over. Condemning a cat to death in exchange for satisfying a fix is abhorrent.
Softie: Foxpaw's just a dang nice cat! He's a good listener, he's non-confrontational, and he's very affectionate. He's been told that he has to toughen up and harden his heart at least a little bit, but he feels that been doing alright so far.
Biography:
Foxkit's mother was yet another one of many cats that have lost their footing and fallen hard to the ground below, he was a little more unique in losing his mother so young. He was nursed and raised by his aunt Speckledface - his father either had no interest in making himself known, or perhaps was a rogue... Either way, Foxkit showed no interest in playing and rough-housing with other kits - especially after one got a bit over-eager and took a little chunk of his ear out. He instead preferred to linger around the medicine cat's den and watch them work, tending to injuries and treating illnesses with all those herbs. It was all so precise and hypnotic. It fascinated him, and after many a silent debate with himself, Foxpaw eagerly asked Iceheart to let him become a medicine cat apprentice instead, explaining that he felt like it was his calling... And Iceheart accepted.
That was a couple moons ago, though. Now, Foxpaw has begun to come into his own as an apprentice. He has yet to have any visions or prophetic dreams from StarClan, but he has gotten better at differentiating herbs - catnip especially!
Apprentice?:
Too young!
Mate?:
Too young!
Kits?:
Too young!
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Name: Fernleap
Age: 97 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Birchclan
Rank: Elder
Appearance: Fluffy dark gray she-cat with green eyes
Short Description: Fernleap is a gentle soul and it's honestly a surprise she ever actually became a warrior at all. When she was an apprentice she had trouble attacking her mentor and other apprentices in training and struggled to bring herself to kill prey while hunting. Eventually she worked past her reservations and became adept at what was required of her, but she never went above and beyond unless it came to protecting her friends. After some time as a warrior she eventually moved to the nursery where she had two sons and a daughter to the warrior Cedarfang who died of old age some moons ago. She's outlived many of her children due to various circumstances but cares a great deal for her grandson Wolfheart and many of the young cats of the camp.
Name: Owlpaw
Age: 9 Moons
Gender: Male
Clan: Birchclan
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance: White and silver tabby tom with dark blue eyes
Short Description: Fierce and lithe, Owlpaw makes an excellent hunter and climber in the forests of Birchclan. He loves to show off his skills to the other apprentices and just show off in general. His smaller frame makes him slightly weaker when it comes to fighting, but he has learned how to use his size to his advantage to trip up his opponents. While he does enjoy praise for his achievements he also isn't above helping out the other apprentices when they seem to be struggling with something. He can be patient and guiding to the younger apprentices when they need help, and he will likely make a great mentor one day.
Name: Wolfheart
Age: 31 Moons
Gender: Male
Clan: Birchclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes
Short Description: Strong and loyal to a fault Wolfheart is a warrior that is definitely a valuable ally to have and a worse enemy to make. He will protect his clan with everything he has and is known to be a bit harsh when he sees any of the warriors or apprentices slacking in their duties. He doesn't mean to be so forceful, but in order for them to survive everyone must pitch in and do their part to keep the clan well fed and protected. Despite this he does have a much softer side that can mostly be seen around the kits in the nursery or with his grandmother Fernleap in the elders den who he makes sure to go and visit as often as he can.
Name: Hawkpaw
Age: 11 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Thornclan
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance: Sandy colored tabby she-cat with very faint stripes and striking blue eyes
Short Description: Hawkpaw is, much like the rest of Thornclan, incredibly proud, but she isn't as loud and arrogant as some of her clanmates. She aspires to be the best that she can be, but never falters when it is obvious that someone is better than her. She is solid and well built both physically and mentally. It takes a lot to shake her and virtually nothing will cause her to question her loyalty to Thornclan. Given how solid her loyalties are she does like to try and make friends in the other clans beyond just at the gatherings. She knows that the borders should always be respected, but if she sees a friend from another clan during patrol she will try to strike up a conversation with them and see how things are going.
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