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EMBERPAW (WING)
roleplayed by Warrior Cats
Emberwing is the color of the fire and snow put together. Her eyes are a green hue, like green grass. Her fur is short and always kept cleaned. She is a very lithe and slender she-cat, meant for agility and hunting. Emberwing is the clever, sly type with a good sense of humor. She is kind hearted to those she loves and knows, but to strangers she is cold at first until they prove themselves to her. She is ferocious in battle and will do anything to save anyone in need of help, even if they do not belong to her Clan. Emberwing is not the type to turn away someone in need, she feels she has the duty to help those in need, risking the loyalty in her clanmates eyes to shatter at times. Her goodness and nobility really bring her forth, causing her to believe that those who try hard to do right deserve that chance to show their worth. Intriguing and unpredictable, Emberwing can be a fun and scary cat to be around. Considering her fighting skills, Emberwing has sense of blind courage about her. Volunteering to go into anything risky or dangerous, many would admire her and many would call her a mouse-brain for never seeming to think things through. Yet, to her, it's what her Clan needs her for, it's her leader's job anyhow to direct her where she needs to be and think, not her. Emberwing is an independent; brave; reserved , Outgoing; free-spirited; and agile she-cat. Emberwing doesn't know who her parents are, as she was found abandoned at the border.
None || None
Apprentice (Needs a Mentor)
Picture Link of Cat: live.staticflickr.com/6222/6233680229_de95111b12_b.jpg

SunflowerPetal
roleplayed by searchingforsigns
“I think your love would be too much.” Name shortened from Sunflowerpetal (“what a mouthful! Sunflower is just fine, thank you!”), Sunflower is a happy go lucky feline with a taste for adventure and a huge heart. Like the flower she is named after, Sunflower is tall and lanky with a tail nearly too long for her body and long legs. She’s a bit clumsy, but a sweetheart nonetheless. Sunflower’s mother was a kittypet with no idea who her father was. Although she’s never seen a sunflower, her mother would tell her constantly she is bright and cheerful as one. Sunflower is an reddish-orange tabby with short fur, an angular face, and dark brown eyes. Her mother claims that they are descended from purebred Abyssinians, whatever that means. Sunflower can be a bit overbearing and a little too much sometimes, but all in all she’s a kind hearted cat who only wants the best for her clan, her friends, and her family.
Mate N/A || Kits N/A
Warrior
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Feathers: Unity & Peace

ZINNIAKIT
roleplayed by Jetclaw
Is a bit... tempermental to put it lightly. Despite having two loving parents, she finds herself being very emotional and often acting irrationally. Her heart leads her and it often leads her wrong. While mostly nice when she's in a good mood, any upset to that mood makes her mercurial. Though she takes heavily after her more calm father in appearance, being a mix of white and ginger with green eyes, she lacks his calm temperment. When she gets mad she explodes. When she's upset she bursts into tears. Since both tend to get... less than ideal responses from others, Zinniakit tends to flee the moment conflict arises so she can go and explode in peace. She doesn't always get emotional about just what happens to her, she is very empathetic and can find herself becoming emotional over what happens to others too. Hopefully as she grows older she'll get a better handle on her temperment. And doesn't try to shut out the world instead.
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Kit
Picture Link of Cat: www.pets4homes.co.uk/images/classifieds/2015/10/15/1109160/large/for-saleloving-ginger-white-cat-561f829e66450.jpeg

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SCATTERINGKIT / DECAY
roleplayed by paige.dorothy
Scatteringdecay is a small, thin she-cat with light yellow eyes and short fur. She is a dreamer, shy when you first meet her - you would assume she was gentle, warm-hearted. However, a fire burns within Scatteringdecay. Her family were Rogues, her parent’s life was tough, travelling from one place to another in search of food and fighting fellow Rogues along the way. Most of the time, they starved. Whilst Scatteringdecay's mother was pregnant, her father was killed by another band of cats. Her mother searched for him, half-starved and almost ready to give birth, the she-cat wandered through the night, crying out for help. Scatteringdecay's mother used to live in DayClan. However, she left when she fell in love with a Rogue tom. DayClan took her and her kits, however she died soon after. Some thought it was because of her sadness of losing her mate. Before she died, she named each of her kittens. Scatteringdecay was named after the place they used to live; an old dump full of decay. Cryingsouls was named after the souls their mother said she use to hear crying at night in the dump. The last kitten did not get named by her mother. She died before she could name her last, smallest kitten. So, the clan named her after her mother, buried gracefully. That's how Burriedgrace came to be. Scatteringdecay is extremely rebellious and will do anything to break the rules. She doesn't come across this way because she can be quite shy, but she was a born rule breaker.
Rank: kit
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Feathers: Survival and freedom

HEARTBEAT
Roleplayed by paige.dorothy
Heartbeat is a golden furred tom with dark green eyes and long fur. Ever since Heartbeat's mother died, he worried about himself. He worried that when he went to his nest at night, he would forget to breath and never wake up again. He still worries about this to this very day. Sometimes it drives him crazy, he doesn't want to sleep,so he will not sleep and instead fulls asleep on his paws. The reason he has these anxiety attacks is because his mother died in her sleep for some unknown reason. He had no other kin to support him as a kit, and he became so worried he would have the same fate as his mother. He does little habits such as cleaning his tail before he goes to sleep as a good luck charm. If he forgets to do one of these habits then he will worry even more and believe he will die the next time he falls asleep. He is quite awkward and shy and doesn't usually like communicating with others.
Mate: n/a || Kits: n/a
Rank: Warrior

Feathers: Protection and innocence

TWISTEDECHO
roleplayed by Blue

She’s a cat born of and to fear. It’s a fear that has always haunted her, prowling just a pawstep behind. Born a SunClan cat, she quickly learned to hide that fear, but it always lied in wait just under the surface. Her mother was a paranoid sort, too certain of ill intent from her Clanmates to find a mate among those she lived with. Instead she resorted to a rogue, an outsider that eventually ended up lumped into the same category everyone else was in. That fear was what ultimately led to Fearfulwhisper’s death, the she-cat untrusting of anyone else and ending up the vulnerable victim of a cat turned serial killer, but long before her eventual demise she was able to pass down her paranoia into her favored child. An ingrained certainty that every cat in SunClan was out to get her. Her fear never quite reached the level of her mother’s, though, and that is likely all that saved her. As a kitten her mother convinced her that her own Clan deserved to be betrayed, and so with her help little Twistedkit became a member of DayClan’s surveillance team. No one else knew in the Clan. Not even her littermates, and even to this day none of them know. Not empathetic Doublethink or caring Troubledheart. And certainly not vengeful Deadringer. She continued acting as a spy for DayClan into her apprenticeship, and then the Sun God showed himself. Not long after she was named a Janus. She was on the fence about how she felt about her promotion at first. It offered her access to power, privilege, and knowledge, the latter of which would prove invaluable to the surveillance team she was a part of, but it placed her right in the middle of a very thin line between life and potential death. Things only became worse when the surveillance team was disbanded only to be snatched up by the bloodthirsty Nemesis of Primal Instinct, Vera E’tani. Twistedecho was betrayed, turning to the God her Clan now worshipped and the hope to gain protection from Foxstar in exchange for knowledge from the team. By some miracle, her deal was accepted, but it was a deal that ultimately trapped her. She was being buried alive in a hole she dug, a hole that seemed to have no escape as the surveillance team eventually disbanded for good. There was only one cat that kept her from succumbing completely. The same cat that had left her to face Vera and Foxstar alone, and yet the same cat that eventually saved her from being swallowed whole by the Clan she was unfortunate to have been born into. Everything became too much, and her paws and soul were stained too black. Either she’d stay and become a mere shell of herself, or she ran. And the only place she could run where she’d have any chance at safety was DayClan, under Glowstar. The undersized, scrawny she-cat came in a time of desperation, fleeing in the hopes she could find peace within the Clan she’d always seen more as home than where she was born. And so far, she has found it. She can never be certain how long that peace will last, but until then she has slowly settled into a new life without fear of death at the slightest misstep. She still worries at times how many of DayClan may wish her ill will – it wasn’t that long ago when her birth Clan captured them all, when her paws were stained by blood of their own through those that failed initiation – but she pretends just as she’s used to that no such fear exists. She almost blends into the cats of her adopted Clanmates. Her ruddy red-brown fur is similar to some of the shades sported by those she now surrounds herself with, rich orange eyes so similar if not for the spark of fear always buried in their depths. She takes advantage of her ability to blend in whenever she can, preferring to forget her old life and be forgotten by cats that are far too likely to resent her for abandoning the Clan. She treads carefully on white paws, avoiding the border shared with SunClan whenever possible. She may blend in to any other outsider, but she doubts her Clanmates are going to soon forget what she looked like. But splashed with white across her chest and muzzle, so similar to her deceased mother, she doubts the scruffy DayClan warrior will ever be allowed to forget the time they were a Janus no matter how hard she tries. She doesn’t resent her old home, and at times wishes things didn’t end up the way they did. In her eyes, what truly taints her home is the monster at its head and, though to a much lesser extent, the deity that enables her blood-streaked path through the forest. She has no plans to ever return, but that doesn’t mean she can’t hope better for the place she once called home.

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Warrior
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Survival and Peace

PEACHBLUSH
roleplayed by komiharu
A pale ginger & white tom with blue eyes. The former leader of SpringClan and the former Heda of Absum Lux, Peachblush has built up an impressive resume during his time in the forest. However, his experiences have led to him feeling disillusioned with the Clans as a whole, and his former sweet, gentle demeanour has been pushed aside to make way for a more biting, sarcastic tone. Though he is still outwardly friendly to his new DayClan Clanmates, he is even more guarded with his emotions than he used to be, and the only cat he now trusts to confide in is his mate, Fuzzyheart. Still feeling the guilt over what happened to both SpringClan and the coalition under his leadership, he is more than content to let Fuzzyheart take the reigns for a while, as he tries to gt back on all four paws.
Mate: Fuzzyheart || Kits: None
Warrior
Picture Link of Cat: i.imgur.com/X6JSAMk.jpg
Feathers: Stability, protection


okay so i kinda gave up on the bio but HE'S HERE