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Post by - Shadow on May 18, 2013 20:40:42 GMT -5
List of Characters, Gender, Rank, Clan, et cetera. Thunderclan Barkpelt - She-Cat - 16 Moons - Warrior
Riverclan Sandear - She-Cat - 29 Moons - Medicine Cat
Windclan Shadowfall - Tom - 36 Moons
Shadowclan Patchstorm - She-Cat - 16 Moons - Queen/Warrior Dustclaw - Tom - 0 Moons - Kit Whitekit - She-cat - 0 Moons - Kit
Moonclan None Yet
The Republic None Yet
Tribe of Shining Bones Hawk With Sharp Claws [Hawk] - Tom - 19 Moons - Death Bringer 1
Rouge/Loner/Kitty-pet None Yet
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Post by - Shadow on Jun 8, 2013 22:01:27 GMT -5
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Post by - Shadow on Jun 8, 2013 22:04:03 GMT -5
Name: Patchstorm Gender: Female (She-Cat) Age: 16 Moons Clan: Shadowclan Rank: Warrior Appearance: Personality: Patchstorm is slightly stand offish. She likes her space, and only has a pawful of friends. She likes to keep things simple, and dislikes large groups. She is very smart, but is not on the strong side. Although she can fight, she relies more on timing and brains than brute strength. She is also smart when it comes to finding prey and herbs, always seeming to know where they can be found. History: Role Play Sample: From Barkpelt's Bio: Barkpelt looked up. A bird flew over the camp singing its morning tune. She sighed, as the took in the view. She had gotten up early just for this. To catch the sunrise. She loved the way colors painted across the sky. It was impossible to explain, but it happened every day, and that was good enough for her. She then turned to see who was up for hunting. It was time for the patrols to start going out, and she knew she would be on one of them. She watched as other warriors started to rouse and appear. Soon she would be working for her clan again, but for now she returned to watching the pinks and oranges as they melted to make way for the sun. Clouds floated by lazily, as if it was the clouds that painted the colors in the sky. Comments/Other:
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Post by - Shadow on Jun 8, 2013 22:05:18 GMT -5
tom Name: Hawkkit
Gender: Tom
Age: One Moon
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Kit
Appearance: N/A (Will type up later)
Personality: N/A (Will add as they grow)
History: [Not Needed]
Role Play Sample: [Needed For First Bio]
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Post by - Shadow on Jun 8, 2013 22:06:04 GMT -5
She-cat Name: Whitekit
Gender: She-Cat
Age: One Moon
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Kit
Appearance: N/A (Will type later)
Personality: N/A (Will add as she grows)
History: [Not Needed]
Role Play Sample: [Needed For First Bio]
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Post by - Shadow on Jun 8, 2013 22:06:09 GMT -5
And Freaks is making the other one. Another tom.
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Post by - Shadow on Jun 13, 2013 20:39:33 GMT -5
Hawk With Sharp Claws [Hawk]
- The Basics
Name - Hawk With Sharp Claws [Hawk] Clan - Tribe of Shining Bones Rank - Death Bringer 1 Age - 16 Moons Gender - Tom
- Appearance // Personality
Brief Appearance - A small, long haired tom with a natural bobtail, and brown fur.
Full Appearance - He is only half tribe, his father was an outside and he inherited his bobtail. He is on the smaller side for a tom, but is still strong, and his size makes him faster that most cats. He is also very agile, and can climb very quickly with his small build. He is not quite as strong in a fight, but is good at pressure points, and fast fighting styles. He uses his size to get in and out before this opponent can get a move in. His eye-sight and hearing are also very acute. This is good, and bad. He can see and hear over longer distances that an average cat, but he is also more sensitive to them. Loud noises, bright lights, sudden sounds or motions all greatly bother Hawk. These things distract him at the least, and drive him into a panic at their worst. He is unable to handle these in extremes, and will run and hide if it gets too be too much. Thunderstorms, or anything with flashing lights and loud noises send him into a frenzy. He has run for hours on occasion to out-run such traumas. It took him days for find his way back to the Tribe after that.
Personality - For the most part, he is a kind, easy going tom. He obeys orders well, but is also able to think for himself and think on his paws. He is usually serious and mature, but can joke around and have fun too. He is normally the one to go to if you need anything, or just was a loyal friend. His greatest weakness is his sudden fits that he goes into with bright lights or loud noises. In these he suddenly looses himself and turns into a mindless kit. He runs, screaming in terror when they get really bad. For this reason he is on the nocturnal side, liking the night over the day. He tries to ask like it's no big deal, but knows he cannot hide what everyone knows. He just goes on living, trying not to think or dwell on his weaknesses.
- Past
History - N/A
- Family
Mother - Queen 3 Father - N/A
Brothers - N/A Sisters - N/A
- Roleplay Sample
N/A
Credit // Leafy
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Post by - Shadow on Jun 13, 2013 20:40:02 GMT -5
302x302 Sandkit // Sandpaw // Sandear
- The Basics
Name - Sandear Clan - Riverclan Rank - Medicine Cat Age - 29 Moons Gender - She-Cat
- Appearance // Personality
Brief Appearance - A light yellow she-cat with curled ears. Full Appearance - At first glance, you can probably see how Sandear is a little different from other clan cats. She was born looking nothing like her parents, or any cat ever seen by the clans. She was born with curled ears. This must have been a gene passed down for many moons, but if it was ever seen, none remember it. It was likey carried and brought in by an outsider mating with a clan cat. Her fur is short, with a longer layer on top. She is a light sandy ginger color. Because of her ears, she was thought to be deaf. In-fact, she was completely deaf until she reached three moons. Then, like most kits do much earlier, her ears opened, and she was able to hear like any other kit. It took time, like usual, but now she has no trouble at all hearing. She was made fun of, and this was made worse by her warrior name. She has been told many times that she has 'sand in her ears'. A joke that started in Riverclan, but has spread quickly to all clans.
Personality - Sandear is kind and gentle as a Medicine Cat should be. She is always looking for ways to help, and teaching others how to take care of themselves. Even so, she is more quiet than some, and likes to keep to herself when permitted. She likes to just take time to relax, and to enjoy life. Although she is very serious and can handle chaos well, she also likes to take things slow at times. She is loyal to a fault, but will not think twice about crossing clan lines, or breaking rules to save one in need. She had helped everything from clan cats in all clans, to even a rouge once. She is strong willed, and determined when another cat is in need. She has strong bonds with cats from all clans, and even a few outside of the clans. She is known as a quick learner, and a strong force when needed. Starclan has blessed her, and often visit her in times of trouble and great need.
- Past
History - N/A
- Family
Mother - N/A Father - N/A
Brothers - None Sisters - None
- Roleplay Sample
N/A
Credit // Leafy
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Post by - Shadow on Jun 13, 2013 20:40:35 GMT -5
Adopted from Shads 6/13/13S H A D O W F A L L I - know - days - will - come - and - go MAYBE I'LL GROW OLD, BUT I WILL DIE My mother, Ravenscream, and father, Snowspring named me Shadowfall. I was born thirty-six moons ago. I belong to Windclan. I have no sisters. I have two brothers, named Kitepaw and Ebonyheart. I am a male who finds females very attractive. but - for - the - trouble - i - have - caused - i - wonder WHERE DO I BELONG, IS IT HERE? a p p e a r a n c e The cat shown in the picture is, of course, Shadowfall as a young apprentice. He has since then grown into a tall warrior, his legs holding him aloft. He is a lean tom, but not lacking strength. Of course, agility and speed are what he is built for, and if he had to face a brute Shadowclanner in battle he would have a struggle. His muscles look wimpy, but he is faster than he looks.
His pelt is of a black hue. The only blemishes of white are on his neck, chest, front paws, belly, and part of his hind quarters. Yes, this means he's what is called a tuxedo cat. His eyes are sharp and vivid green. His fur is longer than most Windclan cats, but that doesn't bother him. He keeps it well groomed all the time.
let - the - passion - of - your - heart - make - them - real
AND TELL ALL THE ONES YOU LOVE ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING YOU FEEL
p e r s o n a
Shadowfall isn't one of those big giant teddy bears. Oh no. He's a tough hard ass type of guy. He doesn't like to show his emotions whatsoever. He thinks that is a weakness, and weakness isn't to be tolerated. He learned that from his father, whom he admired with all his heart. He looks up to Lightstar, too, seeing as he is the leader. And Light is blunt, mean, and all around emotionless - just what Shadow aspires to be. At least, on the outside, that's what he wants to portray. He's a determined soul with great ambition. He's stubborn and strong-willed. His minds not easily changed at all. His bright eyes betray his true emotions. He's kept in so many secrets, so much hurt, that it's darkened his mind toward the worst.
However, Shadow isn't all bad ass. He has a soft spot for kits. Something about their cute, innocent eyes make his stone heart melt. He also has a soft spot for the underdog. He, being so massive, protects the weak and lowly. He always has, and always will. He has a strong sense of duty and loyalty, something that will never leave his heart. Once he's committed to something - or someone - he's in it for the long haul. He refuses to give up, he refuses to lose. Understand, he's not emotionless. He does have emotions, and they are very potent and swirling around in his head. He just chooses not to act upon them. He chooses to hide them.
laugh - about - the - past - and - secretly
WISH WE COULD GO BACK AND SAVE THE CHILD
h i s t o r y
Ravenscream and Snowspring had three boy kits on a cold winters day. They were new warriors, only 19 moons old, but that did not stop them. They had been in love since they were apprentices. And so when they found out they had three boys, Ravenscream almost died of heart attack. She just knew it would be hard, that they would be trouble, and oh how they were. As soon as they could walk and talk the three boys never stopped or slowed down. They were always going, always exploring, always breaking the rules and the boundaries that had been set. Shadow was the enforcer, the one the other two went to if they were having problems with another kit. Ebony was the leader, the smart, composed, logical, but sensitive and empathetic one. He was the one coming up with plans to sastify his craving for knowledge and the lust for exploration. Kite, now kite was the black sheep. He was shy, mostly because he had troubles with his speech. He would slur his words and stutter severely. It was for this reason that most kits picked on him, including his own brothers. Raven encourages them to be nice, but boys will be boys.
As the trio became apprentices, they still did not separate. Shadow became more and more protective of Kitepaw, striving to be like his father. When their father died of rabies, this instinct became even stronger. As the moons went on, Shadow and Ebony began to separate. Shadow chased girls while Ebony chased knowledge. Kite stuck close to Shadow because he made him popular, but even Shadow was prone to have his bad days.
One summer day was just that. He and Kitepaw and a girl were walking, and Shadow kept trying to get rid of his brother. He wanted to be alone with her, and Kite would not have it. As the day was coming to a close, Shadow snapped. He told Kite to beat it, that his stuttering idiot brain was not welcome here. Tears in his eyes, Kite left. When Shadow got back to camp, his brother wasn't there. He told Ebony what happened, but assured him that Kite would be back within a couple days.
Kite never returned. With the disappearance of his brother weighing on his shoulders, he never told his mother or the clan the truth. The only ones who knew was him and Ebony. Shadow settled down after that, focusing on his training and becoming the hard ass he is today.
When him and Ebony became warriors, they became closer to each other and to their mother. She was not the kind of mother to say I love you and shower you with love, but she showed it in her own unique ways. Then something happened, Ebony changed shortly after they received their warrior names. He became distant and far away. He tried to act normal, but failed miserably. He never told Shadow what happened, mostly because Shadow never asked. His brother soon got out of his funk and returned to his old self, and Shadow suspected it was a girl. But he still doesn't really know.
But by far the most important thing that ever happened in his life was meeting lilacwhisper. She was beautiful and smart, and soon fell in love with the bad boy routine that Shadow had going for him. They had kits at a young age also, 20 moons. Except Lilac gave birth to two boys and a girl. Raven was beside herself. Lilac let Raven raise Clover, seeing as she has always wanted a girl. And the two boys were just like their father, mischievous and exhausting. Shadow had a rough time keeping them contained. When their kits were apprentices, just 7 moons old, Lilacwhisper went out on a patrol and never came back. She was attacked by a dog and died saving Ebonyheart. Shadow was tore up inside and out. She was the only she-cat he ever had true feelings for, and no one could ever take her place. It wasn't too bad, though, because he had Clover, Wheat, and Dust to keep her memory alive in him.
Cloverpaw became Clovergale. Wheatpaw became Wheatfrost, and Dustpaw became Dustfury. They are young warriors now, part of the tightly knit family Ravenscream started.
seeing - worried - eyes - that - know - it's - time - we - cannot - buy
WAS THIS WORTH THE TIME TO WRITE?
e x a m p l e
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THIS WAS MADE BY SHADS. PLEASE DO NOT STEAL. Some ideas in the form were derived from Sil on Twilight Forest. Thank you Sil, for being my muse.
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