- Leafy's Characters

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Bold - High Positions
Strike Out - Dead
Italic - Not Born Yet
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FEMALES -

Whisperingwinds // Riverclan, Warrior ☑
Hallowpaw // Windclan, Medicine Cat Apprentice ☑
Silverdove // Riverclan, Warrior ☑
Fawnstep // Thunderclan, Warrior ☑
Chimera // Loner, Prisoner of The Republic ☑
Carli // The Republic, Youngling ☑
Cresentmoon // Moonclan, Moon Bringer ☑
Perch of Snowy Owl // Tribe of Shining Bones, Queen ☑
Jay That Sings in Dawn // Tribe of Shining Bones, Death Hunter ☑

MALES -

Hypocrisy // The Republic, Soldier ☑
Icestone // Riverclan, Warrior ☑
Braveheart // Riverclan, Elder ☑

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Whisperingkit || Whisperingpaw || Whisperingwinds

- The Basics

Name - Whisperingwinds
Clan - Riverclan
Rank - Warrior
Age - 16 Moons
Gender - Female

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - Beige she-cat with stunning blue eyes.
Full Appearance - Whisperingwinds' body is slim and sleek, the obvious trademarks of a Riverclan cat. It's no doubt she's from the Riverclan breed as her pelt is always soaked in the water, if the weather happens to be right and it's warm out. She loved soaking in the river, as it's something she's always been keen of. Her fur is a light tan, more of a cream, color with a few dark brown and black Bengal markings spiraling down her legs, sides, and making a few coon rings around her tail. Despite all of the natural markings and colors she has a splash of white coating her muzzle and throat while her nose is small and pink. Her eyes are her trade mark feature that stand out more then any other feature throughout her body. They are a icy coloring of blue that seem almost mesmerizing. Her voice is fairly melodic and inviting, almost one you couldn't get tired of hearing.
Personality - Whisperingwinds is a sweet young she-cat with a good heart. She's always ready to lend a paw and help out a friend in the clan. She's as sweet as honey and can't get mad. She'll get upset instead since she had such fragile feelings. Instead of being harsh and rough on apprentices like other cats are she's always gentle and tries to turn boring activities into fun ones instead. Though it seems she's a flawless little creature she's not for there's a few things she is not good at handling. Rejection would be the most major of the number of flaws. The little she-cat can't stand being pushed away and rejected as it nearly breaks her heart, so therefore she's one to try and stay out of the way and keep her mouth shut unless called upon. She fairs no better during deaths. She sees them as ruthless and cold and can't believe it would happen. She doesn't really see the sense in fighting the other clans and has this little wonderland she dreams of of a perfect place where cats can live peacefully together.. Though she knows that's far from happening in reality.

- Past

History -
Whisperingwinds was born from two Riverclan cats known of Rainpool, her mother, and Braveheart, her father. The Bengal she-cat took her trademarked markings from her father's side of the gene pool so one would automatically think that she took more after her father then she did from her mother. If you thought such you would be incredibly wrong. Though she took her appearance from her father she acts just like her mother. Always doting on her cats in the clan and worrying her little head off if someone seems out of character. That would be the usual Whisperingwinds for you. One of the things she worried most over was her brother Soaringpaw, her only litter mate. She was quite close to the little tom and boasted pride for him whenever he seemed to succeed at something. One of the things she boasted most over was overcoming their milestone to leave the Nursery and become Apprentices.

As apprentices Whisperingwinds and Soaringpaw were nearly impossible to separate. They would always be mewing over what their mentors had taught them, what they would be doing the next day, and when they would have time to be with each other and enjoy themselves like siblings should. This went on for a few moons before in abruptly ended in a heart breaking sequence for Whisperingwinds. Her brother had developed green cough in the middle of Leaf Bare and he only got worse when they became low of herbs from treating the remainder of the clan. Needless to say Soaringpaw's life ended and Whisperingwinds became lonely and heart broken to have lost her best friend. In result she trudged on through her days as an apprentice, slacking during her training until she forced herself to put on a facade, perk up, and continue on with life until she got her Warrior name.

Long forgetting Soaringpaw and living the high life as a warrior Whisperingwinds seemed to think she had it made. She was incredibly wrong as she soon noticed her Rainpool showing signs of sickness. Her heart lurched at the thought of the dreaded sickness that Soaringpaw had caught and she immediately felt that her world was beginning to crumble again. There was nothing she could do to help but sit back and watch her the sickness claimed yet another one of her family members. Of course her grandparents had been gone long before her birth so it was only she and Braveheart to put up with the world now and she vowed to make sure nothing happened to the tom as she couldn't endure another heart break

- Relations

Mother - Rainpool - Died of Green Cough
Father - Braveheart - Murdered by Stormpelt

Brothers - Soaringpaw - Died of Green Cough
Sisters - None.

Mate - None.
Kits - None.

- Events || Awards Won

- Won the Character of The Month Award || May 2013




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Hallowkit || Hallowpaw || Hallowghost

- The Basics

Name - Hallowpaw
Clan - Windclan
Rank - Medicine Cat Apprentice
Age - 6 Moons
Gender - Female

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - Fluffy white she-cat with blue eyes.
Full Appearance - Hallowpaw is a long-haired young she-cat with adoring features. She has pale blue eyes that nearly make her seem blind, though she obviously isn't. She actually has quite good vision- It's the hearing that's the problem. She has a bit of a hearing problem- Okay.. she has a bad hearing problem. She can hardly hear a word- She's almost deaf and well.. That's the reason she was put in as a medicine cat apprentice when her apprenticeship came. It was either going to the elders den or being a Medicine Cat and she wasn't going to be embarrassed by becoming an elder. Her nose and pads are a gentle coloring of velvety pink while has the inside of her ears are similar.
Personality - Hallowpaw hates when others just happen to pity the darling figure of the pretty female. She doesn't like to take sympathy from others- It's something against her nature. Now, nice and kind she may but that's a rare piece of her personality, Hallowpaw is also fairly stubborn, refusing to do a thing she is told unless it comes from a higher order then the one of whom tells her to do so. She can normally be grumpy when a cat tromps into the den howling and whining. She can understand when its a gash but when its a thorn lodged in their paw it bother her to a great extent. She hates when she can't hear people and gets somewhat annoyed when she has to ask them to repeat what they had said. Normally she doesn't have that issue but it happens.

- Past

History - None.

- Relations

Mother - Prancingdeer - Alive "Rp'd by Valk"
Father - Swiftwinds - Died of Unknown Causes

Brothers - None.
Sisters - None.

Mate - None.
Kits - None.

- Events || Awards Won

None.




Credit // Leafy

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Hypocrisy

- The Basics

Name - Hypocrisy
Clan - The Republic
Rank - Soldier "Former Rogue"
Age - 20 Moons
Gender - Male

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - White and black tom with yellow eyes.
Full Appearance - Hypocrisy is a skinny young tom with his ribs showing clearly from underneath his white and black pelt. The thing is, though he looks weak and defenseless he's just as strong as any other bulky and muscular cat. His main fur color is that white, though like the others whom obsess with their white fur [Just because it gets dirty so easily] if isn't that nice and pretty coloring of white. His is more of a darker and murky color, caked with dust, dirt and knots.

Truly he is a handsome cat, it's just that he doesn't really take care of his fur. The only time you'll actually see him lapping away at it is if a pretty young she-cat passes by, then it's, 'How can I get her attention?' Though he isn't much for staying with one she-cat, that's for sure. Hypocrisy has two black spots ontop of his head, one covering part of the top of his head and half of his left ear while the other is fairly just above his eye.

His tail is long and skinny, completely black like the spots on his head. Basically it's pretty bony, like a walking skeleton. Moving on, his fave is marked and covered with scars [Basically just above his nose] while his eyes as a deep and eerie coloring of yellow. Just on his muzzle you might find the occasional dried blood, just proving that he's as violent as thought to be. Of course it's not because he kills for fun, it's because he's a pure-bred cannibal.
Personality - Hypocrisy is a cat you don't want to bump into. The basic problem is that he's a cannibal, that's one thing that's bad for a cat. The next problem is meant for the she-cats , the thing is he isn't one for settling down. He will not and I mean absolutely not stick with one she-cat. One day it's one she-cat, leave in the middle of the night, and move on until you find another one to replace the last a few days later.

He also has a bit of a selfish side, something to where he absolutely won't want anything to do with another cat. He has a food problem where he'll just attack anyone who gets near him when he's eating so I'd suggest keep back.

- Past

History - None.

- Relations

Mother - N/A
Father - N/A

Brothers - None.
Sisters - None.

Mate - None.
Kits - None.

- Events || Awards Won

None.




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Icekit || Icepaw || Icestone

- The Basics

Name - Icestone
Clan - Riverclan
Rank - Warrior
Age - 21 Moons
Gender - Male

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - White tom with murky yellow eyes.
Full Appearance - Icestone, as his name suggests, is a small white tom that uses his small size as his advantage. He doesn't see it as puny, he sees it as an opportunity to keep a constant speed when swimming since he won't have to waste so much time with weight [though his fur tends to slow him up] and as it advantage to slip into areas his other clan mates couldn't even fit their upper body into. He has top rounded ears with tufts of hair perking from the tops of them while the inside of his ears remain and velvet pink, as is his nose and paw pads. His eyes are a pretty simple color, one that most cats wouldn't bother to take notice in at first glance, as they are a murky yellow color that don't seem to be quite as dazzling as other cat's eyes. His coat consists of long angora fur that seems to hold him down and be a huge pain in Green Leaf, once everything starts to warm up again. It can also be a pain to clean out and groom but he manages to get along with it after a few grumbles and groans to Starclan in asking why he couldn't have short fur.
Personality - All in all Icestone is a pretty good tom. He enjoys life, when he isn't complaining about his fur, and seems to get along great with his clan mates. He was trained by the former leader so he was taught all of the basic ins and outs. To respect prey and thank Starclan after catching it, to feed the clan first, and to care for the elder's when they're in need. He has a slight temper when you happen to catch him on one of his bad days but the only thing he'd really do is grumble, growl, and tell you to get away. Even then he'd probably sulk over and apologize after a while for his misbehavior. The tom gets over-excited when he manages to catch some prey since it proves hard with his fur color. It seems he never really grew out of his apprentice stage when he manages to please someone or do something right.

- Past

History - None.

- Relations

Mother - N/A
Father - Ripplingbrook - Died of Badger Attack

Brothers - None.
Sisters - None.

Mate - None.
Kits - None.

- Events || Awards Won

None.




Credit // Leafy

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Bravekit || Bravepaw || Braveheart

- The Basics

Name - Braveheart "Dead || Murdered by Stormpelt"
Clan - Riverclan
Rank - Elder
Age - 59 Moons
Gender - Male

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - Brown and white Bengal tom with green eyes.
Full Appearance - At an earlier age Braveheart was one of a muscular appearance that stood tall with pride wafting from his body in heaps. He held pride in his appearance and was once to keep his sleek brown pelt clean and nicely groomed in order to attract plenty of she-cats before he caught sight of his mate Rainpool. After Rainpool died of disease Braveheart began taking a bit less care of himself, lacking in properly eating when he should. He kind of lost hope on life as he had lost his mate and son to the same disease. All he had left was his daughter. As moons went by and he grew older the tom developed the disease Black Cough which made him not want to eat or drink at all. He would have been dead a long time ago if Whisperingwinds had never been there to shove food down his throat, even after he refused it. The old tom is now nothing but skin and bones, and a bit of ragged and matted fur.
Personality - Braveheart likes to be independent and handle things himself but, seeing has he has Black Cough, he can't really do that right now. It obviously annoys him that he's stuck in the elder's den as a threat to spread the disease on to others and doesn't enjoy seeing his daughter, Whisperingwinds, so panicked and worried over his well being. He's willing to put on a facade to show his daughter that'd he's perfectly fine and capable but it's obvious he's not, especially when he shoves food off to the side every time Whisperingwinds brings it to him, as a sign from the disease that he won't eat or isn't hungry.

- Past

History - Braveheart was birthed by the she-cat Fallenrain a dependent and trust worthy Mother who would gladly give her life to make sure her kittens should stay safe. He was always told tales of his father, Risingsun, who has been said to be a brave and courageous young tom. Unfortunately Braveheart and his sister Soaringdove never had the attempt to meet their father. He had apparently died from a recent Shadowclan attack just moons before. It pained the young brown tom to hear of such a thing and see his mother is visible pain whenever the tom was brought up. As Braveheart and Soaringdove grew their mother's condition seemed to worsen day by day and by the time they had been put in the apprentice's den she had died from lack of nutrition as it seemed she had just given up after Risingsun's death. Though he didn't know her to well if still pained the two siblings to see their mother's passing on to Starclan.

Days flew by in the apprentice's den and while Braveheart and Soaringdove trained hard for their rightful position as warriors the young tom's eyes seemed to constantly stray towards little Rainpaw, only two moons younger then he, who pouted during the poor weather and beamed with delight during the fair sun light. It always made him smile to see the little she-cat in such a delightful mood. Slowly the Bengal shyly attempted to make friends with the slate-blue tabby and she full on rejected him before he could even spit two words out of his mouth. And for what? Because she had been in a bad mood during the rainy day weather when they were all stuck in the apprentice's den together. Sulking the brown Bengal and stalked back to his sister in a submissive crouch with his ears flat against his head. It was obvious to nearly everyone in the clan he had taken a liking to the sharp tongued she-cat. A few moons of exchanged words later Braveheart had reached his place as a warrior and patiently sat vigil with his sister.

An unfortunate attack from dogs had then recently taken his sister's life that night while the remainder of the clan fought them off. In the process of it all Rainpaw had been injured and, despite his pain to see the newly named Soaringdove's death, Braveheart patiently stayed by her side the whole time in the medicine cats den, making friends and attempting to show he wasn't that bad of a tom after all. Eventually, a few moons after Rainpaw had earned the name of Rainpool, they had two kittens to which Rainpool named Whisperingkit and Soaringkit, since Braveheart had preferred the name in rememberance of his sister. Once the two had made it into the apprentice's den Soaringpaw developed the unworthy disease known as Green Cough and died a week later after it had gotten worse. Rainpool had been broken to bits since that had been her baby and Whisperingpaw was now lost and alone without her best friend by her side.

After Whisperingpaw had earned her warrior name as Whisperingwinds Rainpool also happened to earn the deadly disease and was also taken from his life. All Braveheart had left was his precious beige daughter of whom he refused let get hurt by anything, but he knew he couldn't protect her forever. Especially after he contracted Black Cough and was placed in the elder's den. He immediately found himself as a threat to his daughter as he could easily get her sick with the disease but she didn't seem to care as she visited him daily to force him to eat.

- Relations

Mother - Fallenrain - Died From Lack of Nurtrition
Father - Risingsun - Killed by a Shadowclan Cat

Brothers - None.
Sisters - Soaringdove - Killed by a Dog Attack

Mate - Rainpool - Died of Green Cough
Kits - Soaringpaw - Died of Green Cough || Whisperingwinds - Alive

- Events || Awards Won

None.




Credit // Leafy

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Silverkit || Silverpaw || Silverdove

- The Basics

Name - Silverdove
Clan - Riverclan
Rank - Warrior
Age - 21 Moons
Gender - Female

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - Silver she-cat with green eyes.
Full Appearance - Silverdove is a thin little she-cat with short silver fur and hypnotizing green eyes. She doesn't mind when she gets a bit of dirt on her fur but knows when that goes farther then needed- She isn't much for walking around with things caked into her fur so she tries to keep it look decent when she gets the chance. She has a bit of white coloring her chin muzzle, stomach, and partial her legs, but the silver on her body is so light it makes it almost blend in to her body. She has a few darker silver markings that mark among her legs, forehead, and tail. On her face, above her nose, she has a few rare darker flecks that really help pull her looks together. Silverdove's whiskers are thing and white, minus the few black ones, and normally don't sprawl out in multiple different directions, each just laying out in the same direction as every other one.
Personality - Silverdove isn't one to let others boss her around, that's for sure. Of course she's a nice cat but she isn't going to let another cat go off and tell her she can't do something because she's not good enough or that cat just doesn't want her around. That's something the really wracks her nerves and she just won't stand for it. She can have a really harsh temper on some days when her day hasn't gone as plan but it doesn't take her long to lighten back up. She can't keep a straight face for nothing when she's joking around or lying so she's pretty much horrible at that.

- Past

History - None.

- Relations

Mother - N/A
Father - N/A

Brothers - None.
Sisters - None.

Mate - None.
Kits - None.

- Events || Awards Won

None.




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Fawnkit || Fawnpaw || Fawnstep

- The Basics

Name - Fawnstep
Clan - Thunderclan
Rank - Warrior
Age - 21 Moons
Gender - Female

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - A calico she-cat with violet eyes.
Full Appearance - Fawnstep is small in size, which proves that kits may be to much for her to handle in birthing later in life. It was the exact way her mother died and the topic of possibly having kits later on makes her nervous. To match her small size she had pale calico fur, the orange not really seeming orange, it seems more like a dark creamy color. The other colors the make up her calico form is the dark grey colors mixing with her creams splatters. Her ears are slightly large and rounded at the top and her eyes are a dark blue that lean more to the tint of violet.
Personality - It's hard to ruin Fawnstep's good moods. She doesn't really care what people have to say about her and immediately shoves them off to the side to be ignored. She like an over grown kitten, always wanting to good off and play around. She enjoys living life as it is and takes what's coming to her with wide opened arms. She had a bit of a spunky side, refusing to let people bad mouth her should they go to far with it.

- Past

History - None.

- Relations

Mother - Grantedwish - Died After Giving Birth
Father - N/A

Brothers - None.
Sisters - None.

Mate - None.
Kits - None.

- Events || Awards Won

None.




Credit // Leafy

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Chimera

- The Basics

Name - Chimera
Clan - Prisoner of The Republic
Rank - Prisoner "Loner"
Age - 20 Moons
Gender - Female

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - Mutated Tortishell she-cat with one blue eyes and one yellow eye.
Full Appearance - Chimera is a pretty she-cat who's pelt consists of the colors, orange, black, and white. Her orange and white colors tend to intermingle in her pelt, other then her fore paw that is completely black, while the other mirrors it to be completely orange. Her hind paws as white and she walks with a slight limp from birth. She is one of a unique appearance because she was born a mutant. She has two tails. It starts out as a normal tail then splits down the middle to create two instead. Her eyes consist of gold on one side and blue on the other, making them stand out a bit more.
Personality - Chimera had trust issues, making it slightly hard to get on her good side. She envies the cats around her who own a normal life. Who can actually hunt for themselves and fend for themselves. She knows she will never had that kind of life, as she is not of the normal rate. Her family had taught her from day one that she was a mutant imperfection, unfit to live in the world.. The sad thing is that she still believes them to this day. Who wants to be around a mutant anyways? She had major self-esteem issues, seeing herself as nothing but disgusting, and even if she does manage to earn a new friend every once in a while she has the constant feeling that they're talking about her behind her back, therefore if she hear's her name uttered in a low tone tends to lose hope and drop everything, again. In reality she's actually quite a sweet little cat, if you can actually break down the barriers she has built up. She knows how to have fun, simply chooses not to at certain times.

- Past

History - Chimera was born into a royal blood line of prize winning show cats, all born to flaunt themselves and strut around. Her parents were spoiled and pampered, disgusted with dirt and anything that didn't suit their fancy. Chimera's mother was bred with a tom that was sure to make prize winning kittens for the future, and that they did. The littler served four kittens. What they didn't expect out of those four kittens was Chimera, a mutant mistake in the gene pool. The kitten was born with the flawless pelt of their bloodline but when the multiple tail was revealed and the multi colored eyes had opened and formed their colors after a couple of weeks it was all over. The one kitten was shoved to the side, the parents refusing to take care of her and give her the nutrients she needed to survive. She wasn't even given a name to live off of. That was how disgusted her parents were to have had a mutant kitten in the litter. They saw her as an ugly imperfection, one that would not continue on the blood line of show cats, and therefore was mistreated. The only reason Chimera lived, or even had a name for that matter, was because the twolegs gave her one and bottle fed her until she was old enough to eat solid food. Even then getting food was hard and she had to be put in a separate room to eat her food, since her parents and siblings constantly stole it from her. Eventually, the twolegs seeing that this wasn't going to work out, Chimera was given to a new owner, an elderly couple who lived a few miles away on a farm. Chimera absolutely adored the life there. The old farm cat that already lived their was pleasant and her new twolegs treated the two of them like royalty. But.. Then again all good things seem to come to an end at some point, and this did. The elderly couple died a short time after of a house fire and Chimera was forced to set out on her own again, a outcast among all of the other feline in the world. She was forced to pick at the remains of prey like a scavenger since all of the kittens, including her, from her litter had been declawed at the proper age, so it's hard for her to live the life of a loner. If she could have joined the clans she would have sooner, but they had refused her and she was forced to keep to herself.

- Relations

Mother - N/A "Name Unknown"
Father - N/A "Name Unknown"

Brothers - N/A "Names Unknown"
Sisters - N/A "Names Unknown"

Mate - None.
Kits - Carli "Alive" || Nyra "Alive" || Unnamed "Alive"

- Events || Awards Won

None.




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Carli

- The Basics

Name - Carli
Clan - The Republc
Rank - Youngling
Age - 3 Moons
Gender - Female

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - Silver she-cat with blue eyes.
Full Appearance - Carli is a sleek silver she-cat with darker markings of black that line her body in streaking patterns. Under her seemingly innocent form, her build remains sturdy and stealthy, ready to strike like a deal little snake. Her eyes are her most outstanding feature, being of a dazzling blue color that could put the sky to shake. The stands on a pair of small and dainty paws but long legs to help her gain speed when in pursuit of her prey.
Personality - Carli strongly takes after her father, for one in appearance and for two in personality. She strongly respects her elders, the most being Philadelphia and her parents, and she will follow orders without hesitation. When she isn't doing so, however, she's running her mouth, being her spunky and sarcastic self. She takes pride in her appearance appeal and flaunts herself shamelessly when she finds a tom she likes. She can be witty when she wants to be and enjoys showing off.

- Past

History - None.

- Relations

Mother - Chimera
Father - Crater"Rp'd by Freaks & Geeks"

Brothers - None.
Sisters - Nyra "Rp'd by Trick"

Mate - None.
Kits - None.

- Events || Awards Won

None.




Credit // Leafy

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Cresentmoon

- The Basics

Name - Cresentmoon
Clan - Moonclan
Rank - Moon Bringer [1]
Age - 23 Moons
Gender - Female

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - A longer haired silver she-cat with copper eyes.
Full Appearance - Cresentmoon has an appealing figure of silver and bluish grey. Her pelt is of a reasonable length, not exactly short but long enough to keep her warm throughout Leaf Bare. Her body tends to lean more towards the Windclan appearance where her speed serves her better then any other strength she holds. Though she holds that trait she does have a few muscles to support her in a fight beneath her coat to show she isn't as fragile as one would think.
Personality - Cresentmoon is far to stubborn for her own good. Once she sets her mind to something to keeps it set on that one thing and doesn't stop herself until her little mission is finished. She feels strongly for a spirit known as Luna, the moon spirit her parents said would watch over them as long as they remained loyal, and Cresentmoon had strongly stayed loyal to it. She despises cats that worship anything else other then the Luna and therefore finds this punishable by death if an unbeliever is found in her group or worshipers.

- Past

History - Cresentmoon was born to two cats, Lena and Easton, who worshiped a spirit known at the Luna, a spirit of the moon. Cresentmoon grew up hearing of the Luna and how she would always be protected as long as she remained loyal and obedient to the spirit and it's wishes. As she grew Cresentmoon realized that she wanted to share the Luna's spirit with other cats and therefore created Moonclan in order to do so.

- Relations

Mother - Lena - Dead
Father - Easton - Dead

Brothers - None.
Sisters - None.

Mate - Bloodmoon - Alive "Rp'd by Trick"
Kits -

- Events || Awards Won

None.




Credit // Leafy

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"Perch" of Snowy Owl

- The Basics

Name - "Perch" of Snowy Owl
Clan - Tribe of Shining Bones
Rank - Queen
Age - 25 Moons
Gender - Female

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - Grey and white she-cat with amber eyes.
Full Appearance - Perch is a she-cat of pretty features, her eyes being that of her most astonishing feature. They are a deep amber color, almost similar to orange. Her pelt length is fairly long while the main color of it consists of light grey and silver. Along it are some darker markings of dark grey and black.
Personality - Perch isn't big on eating other cats, it basically makes her gag just to think about the cannibal act, therefore she lives off of prey such as mice and birds. She doesn't fancy the tribe to much but since it's her birth tribe feels she should stick around and support it and her family. She has a kind and caring personality, making her an ideal part of the nursery, and will rightfully protect her kits with her life.

- Past

History - None.

- Relations

Mother - N/A
Father - N/A

Brothers -
Sisters - "Talon" of Swooping Eagle - Alive "Rp'd by Sharptooth"

Mate - None.
Kits - To Be Named / Adopted

- Events || Awards Won

None.




Credit // Leafy

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Jay That Sings in "Dawn"

- The Basics

Name - Jay That Sings in "Dawn"
Clan - Tribe of Shining Bones
Rank - Death Hunter
Age - 21 Moons
Gender - Female

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - A cream colored she-cat with murky green eyes.
Full Appearance - Dawn is a long legged she-cat with a slim body, making her ideal to run down prey and take them down, as is her title of Death Hunter. Her pelt is short and wiry, making her rough and scratchy to the touch. It's main color remains a milky cream color with darker brown tabby markings going across it. Her eyes are a murky green color.
Personality - Dawn feels strongly about her job as a Death Hunter, taking it seriously. In the process she makes note to keep her own health up, as she doesn't quite look forward to the end of her life when it comes time to judge who the weakest was. She manages to block everything out should she have to take down a fellow feline, forcing herself to believe that this isn't one of them and doesn't have the right to share their world. Even though she does this she still has feelings over everything that goes on.

- Past

History - None.

- Relations

Mother - N/A
Father - N/A

Brothers - Death Bringer 2 || Bone Mender
Sisters - None.

Mate - None.
Kits - None.

- Events || Awards Won

None.




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