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Shurikai - Flareheart

Details
Name: Flareheart
Gender: Female
Age: 14 moons
Rank Wanted: Warrior
Rank Received: Warrior

Appearance
Description: Flareheart is a purebred Ocicat.
Pelt Colour: Dark orange with cinnamon spots and stripes with a light orange belly
Body Type: Slender, but well muscled
Eye Colour: Amber

Personality
Description: Flareheart, as her name implies, often experiences bouts of heated emotion. Most common among these is anger. While she has learned to curb this wild feeling, it sometimes goes beyond her control, resulting in debates and the occasional tussle.
Aside from this, she is normally docile, showing intense loyalty to her clan mates and a soft love toward the kits. She also has a powerful, often times overwhelming, curiosity.
Likes: Watching Riverclan catch fish, catching birds, and looking after kits
Dislikes: Snakes and lizards
Wants: To prove herself to her clan
Fears: Snakes and other poisonous things
Strengths: Strong swimmer and climber, fast runner
Weaknesses: Short temper, prey drive, insane curiosity

History
Description: This feline once lived as a kittypet. She was chosen from among a litter of similar kittens by a young twolegs girl. In the beginning, it was love at first sight, but after several moons passed, the twolegs girl seemed uninterested in playing with her. She locked the poor cat out of her room, and despite Flareheart's cries, never opened the door. On one such night, she meowed for so long, she ended up losing her voice. After a day of rest, her meow came out broken. The girl decided she didn't want a cat that sounded funny and she was thrown outside to fend for herself. With nowhere to go and still just a kitten, she wandered aimlessly.

Flareheart followed the thunderpath until exhaustion took her and she collapsed. When she awoke, she found herself in the ThunderClan Medicine cats den. She recovered swiftly and was accepted into the clan. She finished her apprentice training only a couple moons ago, becoming a full-fledged warrior.
Crush: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Kin: Unknown
Other: High natural prey drive due to breed makes her stay out longer than she usually should looking for food(birds).

Shurikai - Warmpaw

Details
Name: Warmpaw
Gender: Male
Age: 8 moons
Rank Wanted: Medicine cat apprentice
Rank Received: Medicine Car Apprentice

Appearance
Description: Warmpaw is a red point siamese. He has larger paws than the usual apprentice, causing him to trip a lot.
Pelt Colour: short hair flame(red) point
Body Type: Small
Eye Colour: Blue

Personality
Description: Warmpaw is very down and out. Especially when left by himself. Among peers, he tries to be cheerful, often making jokes no one thinks is funny. Mallownose is the only cat Warmpaw feels comfortable enough around to be his goofy and energetic self.
Likes: Snowpaw, helping others, and organizing herbs
Dislikes: hunting, leaving camp, organizing herbs
Wants: his family back
Fears: the dead, truth, and organizing herbs
Strengths: high energy, heightened sense of smell
Weaknesses: self-loathing, tripping over his own paws

History
Description: Warmpaw would tell anyone that asked that he had a very normal kithood. Only kit to a mother and father who died to greencough in Leaf-bare.
In reality, Warmpaw had a brother and sister, Firekit and Sandykit, and he was really from Windclan.

One foggy morning, Warmpaw convinced his brother and sister to go out and explore the area with him. The three kits snuck out of camp and into the unknown. When their parents realized they were missing, they immediately started searching for them.

Eventually, they found the kits near a large borrow and after a proper scolding, ushered the kits back to camp. Before they could be on their way, they heard a deep snarl behind them. Seconds later, a huge dog appeared, snatching up Sandykit. With a deft crunch, she was gone.

With a fierceness born of rage, Snowpelt threw herself at the dog, clawing at its eyes. Hooktooth knocked the two remaining kits away and charged after his mate. Warmpaw and his brother ran as fast as they could toward an old tree hollow. As they ran, something flew over their heads and landed in front of them. Warmpaw tripped over himself and slid right into it. It was the mangled body of their mother.

The two stood shocked still, gazing at their mother. A howl of victory behind them snapped them back to reality and they took off for the hollow again. They both made it, but the dog was strong and started breaking away the bark that sheltered them. It was at this point, they realized there was more than one dog.

Both kits squealed in terror as gnashing teeth appeared before them. They both turns and tried to climb up the back of hollow. One of the dogs was able to grasp Firekit's tail. Warmpaw could only watch in horror as his brother was dragged out screaming. The hole was large enough for him to watch as the helpless kitten was torn to pieces by the dogs. Not far, he could also make out the body of his father, gored and half his face missing.
A sharp whistle rang out and the dog stopped before they could turn their sights on Warmpaw himself and they ran off.

Fearing what would happen to him if he returned to his clan, Warmpaw remained in that hollow all night. Once the light returned, Warmpaw turned and ran from his territory. After three days of hiding, the scent of food was too much to ignore and he found his way into the Thunderclan camp.
Crush: Snowpaw
Mate: Nope
Kits: Nope
Kin: Firekit(brother( deceased)), Sandykit(sister(deceased)), Snowpelt(mother(deceased)), Hooktooth(father(deceased))
Other: Only Mallownose, Hawkstar, and the current deputy know about Warmpaw's past.

Shurikai - Shadowpaw

Details
Name: Shadowpaw
Gender: Male
Age: 12 moons
Rank Wanted: Apprentice
Rank Received: Apprentice

Appearance
Description: Shadowpaw was always large, even as a kit, something he inherited from his mother. He has hard muscles that let him excel in most athletic endeavors and his long fur absorbs impact attacks very well.
Pelt Colour: calico or tortoiseshell and white
Body Type: bulky, muscular
Eye Colour: green

Personality
Description: Shadowpaw is incredibly stealthy, making it easier for him to pull pranks and scare some of the younger apprentices. He takes delight in teasing those smaller than him(such as Warmpaw), but will ultimately defend them. To the death if need be.

His loyalty to his clan stems from his mother. He only wants to make her and his father proud. Ironically, he is afraid of his own shadow as one of his siblings told him that if he wasn't careful, it would eat him.
Likes: kits, being sneaky, pranks, testing his limits, and showing how loyal he is to Thunderclan
Dislikes: Disloyalty and visits to Mellownose and his scrawny apprentice
Wants: To earn his warrior name and make his parents proud
Fears: I'm not afraid of anything! *jumps at his own shadow*
Strengths: Strength, battle skill, stealthy, hunting, level headed in tense situations
Weaknesses: collecting herbs, moss, or anything that takes time

History
Description: It was a great surprise to everyone when Gingerflame gave birth to a male calico. An even greater surprise when he survived.
Shadowpaw grew up surrounded by his older brothers and sisters. Despite being born after Silentpaw, he was unusually large, towering over his older brother.

You could say he was a mommas boy. He always did what he was told and follows her words strictly. She is always the first cat he greets in the morning, followed by his father, Ravencoat. He always tells her that he will protect her, the other queens and their kits if the camp is attacked, much to his mothers displeasure.

Upon reaching his twelfth moon, along with his brother, he expects to get his warrior name soon.
Crush: Pssh, naaw.. *blushes*
Mate: None
Kits: None
Kin: Gingerflame(Mother), Ravencoat(Father), Whitefoot(Sister), Paddletail(Sister), Windclaw(Brother), Silentpaw(Brother), eagerly awaiting the birth of yet more siblings
Other: Shadowpaw considers Warmpaw to be his best friend, even if Warmpaw disagrees.
His favorite cats to prank are Bravefeather, his mentor, and Warmpaw. He feels they take it well

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Blizz - Timberpaw

"Fear the claws of the VenomClan

Name: Timberpaw
Age: 8 moons
Rank Wanted: Apprentice
Rank Received: Apprentice

Description: Timberpaw is a brave cat with a damaged mind. He is the only survivor of his clan and he remembers little of it but still has nightmares of the slaughter, he is a swift cat and has a mind for both herbs and battle. The state of his mind often leads to him continuing a fight he has already won or taking the fight to far, he has lived a part of his life as a loner and he is often cold towards others and gets lost in his thoughts when alone, Timberpaw used to be a member of a hidden clan known as VenomClan, however one day they were wiped clean from the earth, the dens, kits and everything else were torn apart and he was the only one left.

Pelt Color: Cedar Brown
Body Type: Swift
Eye Color: Emerald green

Likes: Stealth, voles and solitude
Dislikes: Noise, nuisances and injustice (such as a cat treating another cat wrongly)
Wants: None
Fears: Seeing his friends die
Strengths: Stealth,his claws and tree climbing
Weaknesses: Reluctance in unfamiliar territory, reoccurring blind rage

Crush: None (current) [Riverpaw-dead]
Mate: None (current)
Kits: None
Kin: None
Other: Although his mind is "damaged" he doesn't appear to be insane, so don't get the wrong idea.

He is cold towards others but that dosent mean he cares about his friends,he would die to save another soul.

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@SevenStormStyle Yes, of course!

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Ooo, nice. I haven't really tried many flavoured ones (I think it was a pomegranate one which I really liked), but I think I just prefer good old normal tea. With biscuits. Of course.

@Tea at mid Go on then Middy, I know your edging to say yours. :P

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Welcome to the Dank Side, young one. But wait, you can only join if you answer this one question...

Favourite tea? ;3

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A fellow 'yesh-er', I see.

You may gain the dark side. :P

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LetMeDoStuff - Frostbite

Details

Name: Frostbite

Gender: Male

Age: 19 Moons

Rank Wanted: Warrior

Rank Received: Warrior

Appearance
Description: Frostbite is one of the taller, medium-build Toms. His fur has contrasts of Black to grey to white. His fur was of medium-length, and wielded a long tail to add to his size. His strength is a balanced type, which makes sense for his body-build. There are four scars located on his body; two adjacent to one another on his back, whilst two of different sizes streamed across both sides of his eyes. More to his body abilities, he has been recognised as one of the speedier types, and can also be noted-out for hks extensive use of his tail when it comes to everyday tasks, sometimes hunting and combat situations find this tendancy a life-saver.

Pelt Colour: An icy grey, with hints of darker shading striping down the centre.

Body Type: Medium-Build

Eye Colour: Aqua-Blue

Personality
Description: Frostbite tends to be quite quiet, close-minded to himself. Although not selfish and self-pitiful, there is a high chance for him to avoid talking to those his age or older. Surprisingly, he isn't the boring type, with thirst for outgoing trips and seeking an exciting life. Not liking him for who he was, he tends to keep himself to himself, and necessary information about his life to be spoken about. It is possible to sometimes see him talking to himself, as of his disadvantaged social skills. Despite this, however, he has been seen as a thriving Clanmate, prepared to take on a far-variety of responsibility, even prepared to take the blame for the majority of others if such tasks fail. Frostbite hardly lays around during his duties, and would normally put his full effort into making sure it pleases the Leader, as he still believes that he can never live up to the acceptance of the Clan.

Likes: Attempting new Hunting methods, Exploring, Stalking and Leaf-Bare [What a surprise].

Dislikes: Scorching heat, large crowds closely tightened on himself, loud experiences.

Wants: To forget his nightmare, someone he can relate to, to thrive as the top-clan.

Fears: The past, future possibilities, Swimming and Water [Hydrophobia].

Strengths: Hunting, defensive fighting, quick-time thikning.

Weaknesses: Water-related activities/events, nostalgic references.

History

Description: Frostbite hates his kithood. Being born in the Highrocks, not Clanborn, his 'group' were forced to migrate further down after temperature drops became unbearable for living purposes, unknowingly towards Clan territories. Managing to slip into Shadowclan territory, they were seen as trespassers, invaders. After a debate grew, quick and painful deaths followed. Kits within the group were tested of their loyalty. Those willing to agree to never speak of the events that had just happened were to join the clan, those ready to disagree were thrown into the nearest water source. Frostbite being one of the second lot, was lobbed into the river, later to be saved by a young patrolling Thunderclan She cat, Frogpelt, among a group of motionless, drowned kit corpses floating alongside him. This traumatised him for years to come... As he was brought back, she created his name due to his icy pelt, as well as describing the cold sensation she felt when he bit onto her tail to be hoisted from the water. This One-time 'aesthetic' stuck with him for a while, later leading to his Warrior name. Though many of his age do not know how, or where his origins were from, nor care much, he was slightly known for 'Appearing into the clan out of nowhere'. Due to the fear of the same events being remade, he has kept the tales to himself and Frogpelt responsible for his rescue. Though, as part of regulations, the Medicine Cat and Leader had to know of these past events.

Crush: How dare you?

Mate: What, nooooo?

Kits: Hellah Nope.

Kins: Vermin [Deceased Father - Only known member of the 'group'] And Frogpelt [Elder - Rescuer]

Other: His back scars were caused by the rocks as he drifted down the river, the Cheek scars however are believed to be a symbol of the group he was once part of, though he tells it was of a fight with another Apprentice.

LetMeDoStuff - Python

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Details
Name: Python
Gender: Female
Age: 23 Moons
Rank Wanted: Rogue
Rank Received:

Appearance
Description: It is quite easy to notice a few size and shape similarities to Frostbite, minus speed and the glisten of her Amber Eyes. They are almost identical in aesthetics, minus colour schemes. With sleek, short fur which is rare to puff out, and a long-towering tail, you could almost mistake them as the same from a distance or in extremely dark zones. Though apart from that, there isn't anything that puts her apart from your generic Rogue She. Her strength is of an average ability, and there is a distinctive scratch located on his left-side of the body (Not seen in the photo). Similar facial scars cover both sides of her cheeks, hinting to one origin...
Pelt Colour: Milky-Brown.
Body Type: Medium-Build.
Eye Colour: Amber-Brown

Personality
Description: Python does come across as the violent type, but not the typical variant. If there is one thing she enjoys more than anything, it is the suffering of others not-important to her. Toying. Torturing. Whatever floats her boat is something that would make them squirm, fear her and death itself. She doesn't just kill for the soul-enjoyment of it, however. Python will only kill when necessary. Such as when she feels threatened.

There is a large sense of humor with this Rogue, as she likes to joke around at the most serious of events. Being held up at the border of a clan is just another way of her getting into conversations, leading to her finding out as much information about a Clanner as she can. The more she knows about her prey, the more satisfying results she can get out of the toying-stage. By befriending one Cat, means that she can manipulate them. Given information, such as saddening tales and backstories, can be used against the victim, proving them to let down their guard or breakdown. It is all very sinister and clever, when you think about it...
Likes: Toying with others, manipulation, annoying Clan-superiors.
Dislikes: The Majority of Clanners, being reminded of her sinister acts.
Wants: Enjoyment...constantly.
Fears: Consequences for all her actions.
Strengths: Manipulation, befriending and reinventing her character. [Getting repetitive now?]
Weaknesses: Fighting, pursuits

History
Description: [Though it will be moderately short]Python started out as one of the selected 'Group' born in the Highrocks, around 4 moons before Frostbite was born within the same collection of Cats. Everything was a simple life back then, nothing too drastic, nothing too important. Except when the selection came. During the Migration, she wasn't prepared to surrender and be thrown into the river, like the majority of the kits were. Giving in to the loyalty of Shadowclan, she eventually followed in the ways of living. At that point in time, the Leader was quite the sinister character. Python, or Pythonteeth as she was at that point, picked up and used his behavior as a guideline for her life, looking up to him as if he were a hero.

As all time passes, she had to witness the gruesome death of her 'hero', at the hands of Windclan. This had drawn a lot of 'Feelings' for her, such as leading to her continuing the behavior and actions committed during her Apprenticehood. This set of a chain of events, acting to disloyalty as the clan became less sinister and verbal/physical abuse to other clanmates. When Shadowclan were tired of the actions she was committing, she was exiled, leading up to her life now as a Rogue. It isn't common to see her wandering these parts, though recently she has become more of an active Rogue, slipping into Clan territories for some 'Enjoyment'.
Crush: N/A (At this moment in time)
Mate: N/A
Kits: Many, from flings with Clan Toms
Kins: Frostbite [Considered family, like all the group members were considered], Fernstar [Ex-Shadowclan Leader - Her role model - Deceased], Birch [Rogue - Apprentice aged follower, like a sidekick in some ways]
Other: N/A

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@LetMeDoStuff Welcome. :3

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Tea at midd - Tabbyfur

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Details
Name:
Tabbyfur

Gender:
Female

Age:
16 Moons

Rank Wanted:
Warrior

Rank Received:
Warrior

Appearance
Description:
Tabbyfur is a sleek brown and white tabby she cat, her fur is quite fluffy and long, and compensates for her small body frame. However, she is of an average strength despite her smaller size. Her size also is something that she feels very defensive over, and she will often groom herself to make sure that she looks as big and as strong as possible, hence why her fur is well kept and fluffy. Her general appearance is something that she prides herself in the hope to be appreciated as a warrior rather than a kit.

Pelt Colour:
Various shades of darker faded brown and white in a tabby pattern.

Body Type:
Small body frame.

Eye Colour:
Green-yellow colour.

Personality
Description:
For her age, Tabbyfur is still quite childish and playful, and likes to often spend time with apprentices, and is very keen to become a mentor to an apprentice for that reason. Occasionally, she can be found sitting with the elders alongside the apprentices listening to stories of the past. She is quite stubborn, and that tends to be the main cause of arguments in her case. In order for clan life to prosper, she feels that community and teamwork is extremely important, and this also brings about her sense of loyalty to her clan. However, she is generally quite outgoing, adventure seeking, thoughtful and (usually) kind. But, as a warrior of ThunderClan, she tries to make sure that her personality doesn't come across as a weakness, as she wants to be viewed as just as strong as cats bigger than her size with 'cold' personalities.

Likes:
Sunsets, voles, a sense of community.

Dislikes:
General rudeness, cats that act out of their rank, rogues, bugs.

Wants:
An adventurous life, but general peace and prosperity.

Fears:
The destruction of her clan and the other clans, and general life loss. The fear of life loss was bought about after both of her parents died.

Strengths:
Running, stalking.

Weaknesses:
The threat of loosing loved ones, battles.

History
Description:
Tabbyfur grew up to quite an average warrior life, which makes her hunger for adventure even stronger. As originally a litter of 3, both of her only siblings died as they were born, and her mother was extremely devastated for a period of time during her kithood. She had a normal upbringing as an apprentice, but her warrior ceremony was held back by her small size as it proved to give a large advantage to her opponents. In order to prove to her mentor that this wasn't going to be a extreme disadvantage, she would occasionally spend whole nights training, fueled by her desperation to be seen as strong. Her mentor would often have a dismissive view upon her too, comparing her to the other apprentices who were being trained. For this reason, she is quite defensive over how she is seen by other cats, and prides herself with the maintenance of her fur to make her seem larger and therefore stronger. However, during her first moon of being a warrior, both her mother and father tragically died in an attack led by a small group of rogues. For a few days, she spent her time mourning them before coming to the conclusion that she would work to fight and protect her clan, for them.

Crush:
wah

Mate:
nah

Kits:
noo

Kins:
Oakfur (deseased, father) and Snowstream (deseased, mother)

Other:
N/A

Tea at midd - Duskclaw

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Details
Name: Duskclaw
Gender: Male
Age: 23 moons
Rank Wanted: Warrior
Rank Received:

Appearance
Description: Duskclaw is a black and dark brown tabby tom, similar to the pelt of his sister; Tabbyfur. He also has very thick fur, which isn't in as good as condition as his sister's, because of scars that have left parts of his body fur-less, giving his pelt a 'ragged' look. He also has a large and fluffy tail and long white whiskers, large white paws that come up to just past his joints, and his eyes are a bright yellow colour. Furthermore, Duskclaw also is of good strength despite having an average body build, and this gives him an advantage in close combat.

Pelt Colour: Black and dark brown tabby with long white paws.
Body Type: Medium build.
Eye Colour: Yellow.

Personality
Description: Unlike Tabbyfur, Duskclaw watched his parents die and saw this as an opportunity to carry on the family tree proud and strong. His parents died protecting the clan they loved, and this kept Duskclaw set on his goal; to do the same as them and better. Now, he follows a more ambitious path in the hope to protect and make his clan stronger than ever before, and this makes his arrogance towards weaker individuals stronger.
However, in general Duskclaw is an outgoing and loyal clan member. Also, he is stubborn, loving and mature – for his age at least. He solely believes that rules placed down must be followed in order for the clan to succeed, which generally makes him more protective, and prone to becoming envious. He also is very critical, both to others and himself, which makes him somewhat a perfectionist.

Likes: Clan loyalty, politeness, respectful kits and voles.
Dislikes: Ignorant cowardly and childish cats.
Wants: To settle down with kits and to improve his clan the best he can.
Fears: His sister's death, betrayal within the clan and general death of any cat.
Strengths: Fighting and cleverness.
Weaknesses: Climbing trees, running at fast speeds, stealthy hunting.

History
Description: Alongside his sister, Duskclaw had a normal upbringing as an apprentice, being an overachiever. He tried to help his sister become stronger when she was a newly appointed apprentice, but he was too engulfed by his own warrior training to help her. So Duskclaw passed his apprentice test with flying marks and was appointed as a junior warrior almost immediately. It was during the first few moons that his parents were killed in a rogue attack, and this left his sister upset for moons. Despite being born in different litters, the two siblings become a lot closer, cherishing memories of their parents, and this made their bond a lot stronger.
Crush: nope
Mate: nopee
Kits: nopeeeee
Kins: Tabbyfur (sister), Oakfur (deceased, father) and Snowstream (deceased, mother).
Other: Has a few patches of fur missing from scars along his pelt.

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Very nice, Tea, I'll move it to the Character section now.