Post by Deleted on May 23, 2013 19:31:53 GMT -5
Name: Glowstar
Gender: She-Cat
Age: Twenty One Moons
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Leader
Appearance:
Personality:
Glowstar is a rather calm cat who thinks before she acts. Her intellect is her greatest weapon: her strategic ability, paired with her stealth and speed, making up for her lacking size and strength. Before she became a warrior she was actually a very hot-headed cat, never thinking at all about her actions or the consequences that might result from them. A fight against a badger changed her and helped her to mature when her reckless actions got her brother killed. Since then she took everything a lot more seriously and didn’t let her temper get in the way of protecting and caring for her clan. Despite her maturity, Glowstar does have a childish side that she sometimes shows when she finds a spare moment to play with her younger brother.
History:
Glow wasn’t born a clan cat. Quite the contrary she’d had no idea that the clans even existed for some time. She was born the child of two strays living on their own in the woods near a twoleg city. She and her siblings, Dew, Falcon, and Stream; lived happily there for about seven moons until the twolegs decided to expand their territory and drove them away from the place they’d called home since their birth along with their parents Swallow, who had been a stray her whole life, and Brody, who was actually born a kittypet but was abandoned by his owners when he was six moons old. He hated twolegs from that point on and tried to avoid them as often as possible.
After traveling for about a moon, the family stumbled across the clans and was welcomed into ThunderClan. The four siblings became apprentices, though Dew took a drastically different path than her siblings in becoming the apprentice to the medicine cat, Oakpelt. Glow excelled in her training but she was impatient and rash. Despite those traits though, she managed to become a warrior along with Falconpaw, Streampaw wasn’t as lucky. During a fight with a badger, he tried to protect Glowpaw when she made a reckless attack and ended up getting killed by the creature. He was sent to Starclan not as Streampaw but as Streampelt. She blamed herself for his death, in truth she never completely forgave herself for many moons. But she changed for the better thanks to his sacrifice, she matured and learned to think before she acted and be more patient with others and herself.
Two moons after his death, Glowpaw and Falconpaw became Glowheart and Falcontail. Her days as a warrior were rather average, nothing special to talk about. When she was fifteen moons old, the deputy was killed in battle and, much to her surprise, Foxstar, the leader at the time, named her the new deputy. It was around this time that her mother gave birth to two kits, though tragedy struck as one was born dead. The other was named Scarkit and at Glowheart avoided him as he resembled Streampelt far too much. Not even a moon after he was born, Oakpelt passed on and Dewpaw became Dewclaw.
Three moons afterwards, Foxstar and Briartalon, Glowheart’s father, were killed in battle. It was when she received her nine lives that Glowstar finally came to terms with her brother’s death. Streampelt gave her one of her nine lives along with Foxstar, Oakpelt, Briartalon, Leopardkit (her born dead sister), Duskear (the deputy before her), and three other cats that she didn’t recognize. After that, she became best friends with Scarkit, no longer haunted by Streampelt’s memory.
Role Play Sample:
Glowstar blinked open her pale brown eyes, smiling softly as her gaze swept over the familiar lay out of her den. The she-cat stretched her stiff limbs, she had to be more careful not to fall asleep in such an uncomfortable position. But the day before had been a long one and she’d been exhausted when she finally turned in for the night. A small yawn escaped her but she quickly shook her head to wake herself up. She had responsibilities to attend to and a clan to keep in order. Padding out of her den, she paused for a moment to look around the camp. Things had been peaceful lately, there hadn’t been a conflict with another clan in almost a moon which was a relief and there had been no attacks from rouges, loners, or any creatures in about four moons. Casting her gaze around the camp things seemed to be perfectly normal. Dewclaw’s tail was sticking out of her den, a sign that the Medicine Cat was likely reviewing her herb supply; the elders were laying around in the warm patches of sunlight and speaking of times that few others remembered, and it seemed that a hunting patrol had already left and returned as the fresh kill pile had grown. She’d have to see if a border patrol had gone out yet that morning, even with their current state of peace it was better to be safe than sorry. With that decided, she set off to find her deputy.
Comments/Other: Nope. I’m good.
Name: Falcontail
Gender: Tom
Age: Twenty One Moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
![http://kieran4332.webs.com/Jaysong.jpg]()
Personality:
Falcontail is likely the most level-headed cat in existence. His burning indifference towards everything can make him come across as a bit rude at times but it’s just who he is. The only times he ever shows an opinion on something is when someone brings up his deceased family members, he doesn’t like to be reminded of his past. Falcontail is always calm but he’s also a skilled fighter, much brawnier than his sister Glowstar. But strength can only get a cat so far, he’s learned the hard way that sometimes it’s best to rely on his mind instead of his muscles. He can be a little anti-social as well but that’s actually a conscious choice, he doesn’t like to be around others unless he has to. Despite that trait, he’s incredibly loyal to his clan.
History:
Like his sister, obviously, Falcon wasn’t born a clan cat. Their parents were strays who lived in the woods near a twoleg city. For the first seven moons his life was relatively normal although he did find himself taking a liking to climbing trees while his siblings preferred to stay on the ground and wrestle. Well except for Dew who always seemed to do her own thing. When the twolegs drove them out of their home are he refused to leave at first, not wanting to go anywhere other than the home he’d known his whole life. It took a long, drawn out argument with Stream that ended with Glow kicking him to get him to leave. The traveling about afterwards annoyed him more than having to leave and he frequently said that they should go back, he didn’t understand that there was nothing for them to go back to. But it was during these travels that he learned to remain calm and to look at things from a logical perspective.
When his family first joined Thunderclan he actually tried to run away several times. Each time he got caught by one of his parents. It wasn’t until one night when his mentor, Duskear the clan deputy, caught him trying to sneak away that Falconpaw began to accept his life as a member of Thunderclan. Duskear took him on a walk through the territory and told him stories about past battles and warriors and explained about the warrior code and Starclan. That one night changed everything about how Falconpaw looked at his life back then. He started to actually try during training and never tried to run away again. His brother’s death took him by surprise a few days later when they returned from the patrol with Streampaw’s dead body. He spent the whole night mourning his brother’s death in silence. After hearing what happened the next day, he tried to convince Glowpaw that it wasn’t her fault since he could tell she blamed herself, but she refused to listen.
Falconpaw became Falcontail about two moons later. He was so proud of himself and did everything he could to be a good warrior. Duskear’s death when he was fifteen moons old shook him to the core, hurting even more than Streampaw’s death. Duskear had been a mentor, a dear friend, and like kin to him. The deputy had been closer to him than anyone, even his siblings. He was happy for Glowheart when she was named the new deputy but he became depressed for a while. He put all his energy into his patrols and training, never saying more than a few words to anyone. It was around this time that his burning indifference appeared. If he kept himself emotionally unattached, with the exception of his loyalty to the clan, then he figured that he would never have to feel this pain again. Even Scarkit’s birth did very little to cheer him up, though he did stop in to see his younger brother and parents from time to time.
However his indifference didn’t spare him the painful loss of his father. Brody had changed his name to Briartalon and had become a true Thunderclan warrior through and through. However he still died in battle alongside the clan leader Foxstar. Falcontail kept up his indifferent appearance, keeping the hurt locked away inside of him. He swore to himself that he wouldn’t let it happen again, his father’s death would be the last loss to cause him pain. Somewhere inside he knew that when the time came when his other family members would pass on and he was only deluding himself but that was something to which he would never admit.
Comments/Other: Nope.
Name: Dewclaw
Gender: She-Cat
Age: Twenty One Moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Appearance:
www.warrenphotographic.co.uk/photography/bigs/09134-Tortoiseshell-cat-looking-over-its-shoulder-white-background.jpg (image is too big to post so I had to put the link)
Personality:
Dewclaw is, as to be expected of a Medicine Cat, a very nurturing cat. She’s a rather intelligent she-cat but not a very powerful or quick one which is fine with her. Her compassion shines through when she heals the sick and wounded or when she tries to cheer up her fellow clan members whenever one of them is feeling down. Dewclaw does have a dark side however but the only ones who have seen it are Glowstar and Falcontail. It takes a lot to get her angry but when it does happen… the best approach is to hide and cover your ears.
History:
Dew, along with her siblings, was born a stray in the woods near a twoleg city. Even as a kit, she found herself fascinated by the plants that grew around the area. While her siblings would run around and play and wrestle, quiet little Dew would explore her surroundings and keep the peace when the others got too rough and started fighting amongst themselves. The twolegs’ expansion of their territory into the family’s home terrified Dew. She was the first one to spot them starting to come and told her parents. She didn’t want to leave her home but there wasn’t any other option besides to leave and find a new place to live.
When they joined Thunderclan, Dew was thrilled to learn about the Medicine Cat and how they used herbs for healing the sick and wounded to be incredible. Due to her passion and interest in the matter, Oakpelt, the Medicine Cat at the time, decided to make her his apprentice. All the things she learned stuck in her head almost instantly, she learned faster than even Oakpelt had when he was an apprentice. She loved all the learning and worked hard to do her absolute best. However, trouble came in the form of her brother Streampaw’s death. Heartbroken, Dewpaw mourned his death for almost a whole moon, doing her best to focus on her apprentice duties but having quite a bit of trouble doing so. But she finally realized that Streampaw wouldn’t want her to mourn his death and moved on with her life.
Dewpaw was so happy when her siblings became warriors and her mother gave birth to another kit. She loved her little brother and spent every spare moment she could find with him. But her happiness was short-lived when Oakpelt died. She’d known that the tom was old but didn’t want to resign from his post, he loved caring for his clan’s members far too much to give it up and become an elder. The day before he passed on, he did exactly that though, he resigned and Dewpaw became Dewclaw. She woke up the next morning to be told by Foxstar that Oakpelt had joined Starclan. Her mentor was someone whom she hated living without but, remembering what she’d learned from coping with Streampaw’s death, she didn’t let herself mourn his passing for more than a day.
Her father who had taken on the name of Briartalon died in battle three moons later along with Foxstar. She was proud of her sister for becoming the leader now but she also helped to comfort her mother, Swallowtail, who was taking the death of her love rather harshly. Dewclaw could tell that she was trying to hold it together for Scarkit who didn’t seem to understand what had happened to his father. But she cheered up after a few moons when Scarkit became Scarpaw and started to train as a warrior, though Dewclaw could tell that Swallowtail missed Briartalon more than she would ever admit.
Comments/Other: Might create Swallowpelt and Scarpaw later on if I'm up to it.
Gender: She-Cat
Age: Twenty One Moons
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Leader
Appearance:
Personality:
Glowstar is a rather calm cat who thinks before she acts. Her intellect is her greatest weapon: her strategic ability, paired with her stealth and speed, making up for her lacking size and strength. Before she became a warrior she was actually a very hot-headed cat, never thinking at all about her actions or the consequences that might result from them. A fight against a badger changed her and helped her to mature when her reckless actions got her brother killed. Since then she took everything a lot more seriously and didn’t let her temper get in the way of protecting and caring for her clan. Despite her maturity, Glowstar does have a childish side that she sometimes shows when she finds a spare moment to play with her younger brother.
History:
Glow wasn’t born a clan cat. Quite the contrary she’d had no idea that the clans even existed for some time. She was born the child of two strays living on their own in the woods near a twoleg city. She and her siblings, Dew, Falcon, and Stream; lived happily there for about seven moons until the twolegs decided to expand their territory and drove them away from the place they’d called home since their birth along with their parents Swallow, who had been a stray her whole life, and Brody, who was actually born a kittypet but was abandoned by his owners when he was six moons old. He hated twolegs from that point on and tried to avoid them as often as possible.
After traveling for about a moon, the family stumbled across the clans and was welcomed into ThunderClan. The four siblings became apprentices, though Dew took a drastically different path than her siblings in becoming the apprentice to the medicine cat, Oakpelt. Glow excelled in her training but she was impatient and rash. Despite those traits though, she managed to become a warrior along with Falconpaw, Streampaw wasn’t as lucky. During a fight with a badger, he tried to protect Glowpaw when she made a reckless attack and ended up getting killed by the creature. He was sent to Starclan not as Streampaw but as Streampelt. She blamed herself for his death, in truth she never completely forgave herself for many moons. But she changed for the better thanks to his sacrifice, she matured and learned to think before she acted and be more patient with others and herself.
Two moons after his death, Glowpaw and Falconpaw became Glowheart and Falcontail. Her days as a warrior were rather average, nothing special to talk about. When she was fifteen moons old, the deputy was killed in battle and, much to her surprise, Foxstar, the leader at the time, named her the new deputy. It was around this time that her mother gave birth to two kits, though tragedy struck as one was born dead. The other was named Scarkit and at Glowheart avoided him as he resembled Streampelt far too much. Not even a moon after he was born, Oakpelt passed on and Dewpaw became Dewclaw.
Three moons afterwards, Foxstar and Briartalon, Glowheart’s father, were killed in battle. It was when she received her nine lives that Glowstar finally came to terms with her brother’s death. Streampelt gave her one of her nine lives along with Foxstar, Oakpelt, Briartalon, Leopardkit (her born dead sister), Duskear (the deputy before her), and three other cats that she didn’t recognize. After that, she became best friends with Scarkit, no longer haunted by Streampelt’s memory.
Role Play Sample:
Glowstar blinked open her pale brown eyes, smiling softly as her gaze swept over the familiar lay out of her den. The she-cat stretched her stiff limbs, she had to be more careful not to fall asleep in such an uncomfortable position. But the day before had been a long one and she’d been exhausted when she finally turned in for the night. A small yawn escaped her but she quickly shook her head to wake herself up. She had responsibilities to attend to and a clan to keep in order. Padding out of her den, she paused for a moment to look around the camp. Things had been peaceful lately, there hadn’t been a conflict with another clan in almost a moon which was a relief and there had been no attacks from rouges, loners, or any creatures in about four moons. Casting her gaze around the camp things seemed to be perfectly normal. Dewclaw’s tail was sticking out of her den, a sign that the Medicine Cat was likely reviewing her herb supply; the elders were laying around in the warm patches of sunlight and speaking of times that few others remembered, and it seemed that a hunting patrol had already left and returned as the fresh kill pile had grown. She’d have to see if a border patrol had gone out yet that morning, even with their current state of peace it was better to be safe than sorry. With that decided, she set off to find her deputy.
Comments/Other: Nope. I’m good.
Name: Falcontail
Gender: Tom
Age: Twenty One Moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
Personality:
Falcontail is likely the most level-headed cat in existence. His burning indifference towards everything can make him come across as a bit rude at times but it’s just who he is. The only times he ever shows an opinion on something is when someone brings up his deceased family members, he doesn’t like to be reminded of his past. Falcontail is always calm but he’s also a skilled fighter, much brawnier than his sister Glowstar. But strength can only get a cat so far, he’s learned the hard way that sometimes it’s best to rely on his mind instead of his muscles. He can be a little anti-social as well but that’s actually a conscious choice, he doesn’t like to be around others unless he has to. Despite that trait, he’s incredibly loyal to his clan.
History:
Like his sister, obviously, Falcon wasn’t born a clan cat. Their parents were strays who lived in the woods near a twoleg city. For the first seven moons his life was relatively normal although he did find himself taking a liking to climbing trees while his siblings preferred to stay on the ground and wrestle. Well except for Dew who always seemed to do her own thing. When the twolegs drove them out of their home are he refused to leave at first, not wanting to go anywhere other than the home he’d known his whole life. It took a long, drawn out argument with Stream that ended with Glow kicking him to get him to leave. The traveling about afterwards annoyed him more than having to leave and he frequently said that they should go back, he didn’t understand that there was nothing for them to go back to. But it was during these travels that he learned to remain calm and to look at things from a logical perspective.
When his family first joined Thunderclan he actually tried to run away several times. Each time he got caught by one of his parents. It wasn’t until one night when his mentor, Duskear the clan deputy, caught him trying to sneak away that Falconpaw began to accept his life as a member of Thunderclan. Duskear took him on a walk through the territory and told him stories about past battles and warriors and explained about the warrior code and Starclan. That one night changed everything about how Falconpaw looked at his life back then. He started to actually try during training and never tried to run away again. His brother’s death took him by surprise a few days later when they returned from the patrol with Streampaw’s dead body. He spent the whole night mourning his brother’s death in silence. After hearing what happened the next day, he tried to convince Glowpaw that it wasn’t her fault since he could tell she blamed herself, but she refused to listen.
Falconpaw became Falcontail about two moons later. He was so proud of himself and did everything he could to be a good warrior. Duskear’s death when he was fifteen moons old shook him to the core, hurting even more than Streampaw’s death. Duskear had been a mentor, a dear friend, and like kin to him. The deputy had been closer to him than anyone, even his siblings. He was happy for Glowheart when she was named the new deputy but he became depressed for a while. He put all his energy into his patrols and training, never saying more than a few words to anyone. It was around this time that his burning indifference appeared. If he kept himself emotionally unattached, with the exception of his loyalty to the clan, then he figured that he would never have to feel this pain again. Even Scarkit’s birth did very little to cheer him up, though he did stop in to see his younger brother and parents from time to time.
However his indifference didn’t spare him the painful loss of his father. Brody had changed his name to Briartalon and had become a true Thunderclan warrior through and through. However he still died in battle alongside the clan leader Foxstar. Falcontail kept up his indifferent appearance, keeping the hurt locked away inside of him. He swore to himself that he wouldn’t let it happen again, his father’s death would be the last loss to cause him pain. Somewhere inside he knew that when the time came when his other family members would pass on and he was only deluding himself but that was something to which he would never admit.
Comments/Other: Nope.
Name: Dewclaw
Gender: She-Cat
Age: Twenty One Moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Appearance:
www.warrenphotographic.co.uk/photography/bigs/09134-Tortoiseshell-cat-looking-over-its-shoulder-white-background.jpg (image is too big to post so I had to put the link)
Personality:
Dewclaw is, as to be expected of a Medicine Cat, a very nurturing cat. She’s a rather intelligent she-cat but not a very powerful or quick one which is fine with her. Her compassion shines through when she heals the sick and wounded or when she tries to cheer up her fellow clan members whenever one of them is feeling down. Dewclaw does have a dark side however but the only ones who have seen it are Glowstar and Falcontail. It takes a lot to get her angry but when it does happen… the best approach is to hide and cover your ears.
History:
Dew, along with her siblings, was born a stray in the woods near a twoleg city. Even as a kit, she found herself fascinated by the plants that grew around the area. While her siblings would run around and play and wrestle, quiet little Dew would explore her surroundings and keep the peace when the others got too rough and started fighting amongst themselves. The twolegs’ expansion of their territory into the family’s home terrified Dew. She was the first one to spot them starting to come and told her parents. She didn’t want to leave her home but there wasn’t any other option besides to leave and find a new place to live.
When they joined Thunderclan, Dew was thrilled to learn about the Medicine Cat and how they used herbs for healing the sick and wounded to be incredible. Due to her passion and interest in the matter, Oakpelt, the Medicine Cat at the time, decided to make her his apprentice. All the things she learned stuck in her head almost instantly, she learned faster than even Oakpelt had when he was an apprentice. She loved all the learning and worked hard to do her absolute best. However, trouble came in the form of her brother Streampaw’s death. Heartbroken, Dewpaw mourned his death for almost a whole moon, doing her best to focus on her apprentice duties but having quite a bit of trouble doing so. But she finally realized that Streampaw wouldn’t want her to mourn his death and moved on with her life.
Dewpaw was so happy when her siblings became warriors and her mother gave birth to another kit. She loved her little brother and spent every spare moment she could find with him. But her happiness was short-lived when Oakpelt died. She’d known that the tom was old but didn’t want to resign from his post, he loved caring for his clan’s members far too much to give it up and become an elder. The day before he passed on, he did exactly that though, he resigned and Dewpaw became Dewclaw. She woke up the next morning to be told by Foxstar that Oakpelt had joined Starclan. Her mentor was someone whom she hated living without but, remembering what she’d learned from coping with Streampaw’s death, she didn’t let herself mourn his passing for more than a day.
Her father who had taken on the name of Briartalon died in battle three moons later along with Foxstar. She was proud of her sister for becoming the leader now but she also helped to comfort her mother, Swallowtail, who was taking the death of her love rather harshly. Dewclaw could tell that she was trying to hold it together for Scarkit who didn’t seem to understand what had happened to his father. But she cheered up after a few moons when Scarkit became Scarpaw and started to train as a warrior, though Dewclaw could tell that Swallowtail missed Briartalon more than she would ever admit.
Comments/Other: Might create Swallowpelt and Scarpaw later on if I'm up to it.
thank you Sharp. Like I said, I will try to be on, but I know the 28th I have 3 tests(one in each class) and after that are my finals, so that will be rough. I should be able to keep things going, but I wanted to let you all know just in case I vanish.
