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PERSONALITY & BIOGRAPHY A large, pallid gray tom with striking and swirling gray features marking his face adorns you with two very striking, soul searching eyes. Hiddencrest is someone who comes off as both intimidating, and rightly so. He takes his job at protecting WinterClan and his fellow Clan-mates quite seriously, often being a force to reckon with. His worst of attitudes is usually pretty grumpy, stubborn, and albeit blunt when he needs to be. This large tom isn't afraid to voice his opinions and be heard, and he isn't faint at the idea and sight of bloodshed either. But despite all, and despite the demeanor of acting tough for his Clan's sake, he's actually a pretty goofy guy. Aloof when it comes to romance, and a bit clumsy when he becomes flustered, its easy to see hes honestly just a lovable dork. One of Hiddencrest's more soft attributes is his obvious love and admiration for flowers. He's absolutely and positively fond of them; though I guess its an odd hobby to have when you live in the middle of a barren wasteland, surrounded by snow. His flower collar consists of Forget-Me-Not's, and Spring Snowflakes.
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MEMORABLE BEGINNINGS & FUTURE
FAMILIAL RELATIONS: Born to Littlefrost and Palestone, he was an only kit from birth. No siblings, and when his parents passed away soon after he was born, no parents to call his own either. Currently he has no children of his own.
Hiddenkit started out without a firm family or place to belong to, usually found skulking on his own and avoiding contact of any sort. This is where he began to develop his love for Flowers.
Instead of play fighting with the other kittens, he would seek out the little Flowers hidden around camp and keep them alive for as long as possible until the naturally cold air would cause them to wilt away and die. And then, he met Pebblekit. Different, sweet, and sharing in his passion for floral decor.
The two were inseparable as Apprentices, with Hiddenpaw and Pebblepaw getting into all sorts of trouble. She was his partner in crime, and someone he trusted with all of his heart. Possibly even, he knew that he had a special connection with her the moment that they met.
He fell hard and fast for her with each passing day, until finally he decided to confess his feelings. But romance wasn't on her mind; she considered him a brother. Distraught, he begrudgingly accepted his status as friend and decided that even if he wasn't to be with her, he might as well enjoy her company without romance. Time passed, and she fell in love.
Moving on with her own life, Hiddencrest withdrew into himself once again. It wasn't until he was called to her aid as a friend again when her Mate passed away from a vicious and deadly bout of Greencough; taking with him one of her kits and leaving the other, Mosskit.
Moving to be a sort of father figure in the other kittens life, he contentedly watched over the pair of cats. However, reality is bitter and cold. And so was the day that his life possibly got flipped upside down.
They were walking, him and Pebblemelody, with her kit. However, Mosskit was adventurous in her youth. She strayed too close to the edge of a rock, overlooking a steep hill. The snow gave, and she disappeared in a flurry of white dust.
Hiddencrest and Pebblemelody dove after her, terror and fear wracking their bodies. To their horror, they found that at the base of the hill was a river, which was half frozen over. She met with the icy water before either of them had time to reach her. Pebblemelody was the first to try and dive in after her kitten, leaving Hiddencrest panick stricken. He stopped her with barley enough time to catch his breath, before flingign her aside and diving in himself.
Struggling against the icy current, he was finally able to grab a hold of the kitten; however the river swept them under the thick sheet of ice and down its length. Pebblemelody was able to find a broken hole in the ice and caught hold of the two cats drowning in the icy depths of the water. But it was too cold, and the ice too slippery for Hiddencrest. Mosskit was barley clinging to life; but alive nonetheless. And then, the ice gave way.
Gripping the little kittens scruff tightly as they were thrust under again, this time with her mother present, they were swept with the current and well away from WinterClan's territory. Lost and afraid, Hiddencrest woke on a cold pebble lined shore with Mosskit still clutched in his maw, however now lacking the life she had previously shown.
Distraught, he managed to crawl and find some Rouges willing to help get him back to his health before he passed out. Moons passed and he found no sign or trace of Pebblemelody. Giving up his search, Hiddencrest lived a life of mourning and solitude for many moons before finally deciding it time to find his birtplace again.
Currently, his story has now caught up with present day events in WinterClan.
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RELATIONSHIPS & PLOTS
valleyswirl — winterclan — friends. possible romantic interest. he's pretty unsure of her at the moment, as he doesn't like getting too close to others as a result of his past. however, he finds that he immensely enjoys her company. roleplayed by @/moonbound. ( ✦ )
layout ( c ) @asterdeity — do not steal — all images to rightful owners
PERSONALITY & BIOGRAPHY To describe in simple words, Wolfconstellation is a long, muscular bodied with lanky legs neatly connect to rippling waves of gray fur. His eyes are a brilliantly placated golden color; rich and vibrantly dancing. Its almost as if all of his years watching the stars has truly begun to reflect on his character - like his eyes are a glossy pools of fallen stars. He isn't too complicated, as the only two things that truly motivate him are the constant and ever vast galaxy that they bide in, and quite simply... food. Hailing from a lineage of twolegs, Wolfconstellation grew with an absolute obsession and interest in the stars. Hungrily, he learned everything he could about the secrets and mysteries they held. But he soon found himself whisked from the comfortable bliss of his home, to the unpredictable wiles of the forest. Never before had he been so excited for adventure. Here, he could explore the stars and map out his own life. And upon his search, he fell in love with SummerClan. Intelligent, bold, blunt, recluse and withdrawn, as well as gullible and kind; he is surely an interesting character to befriend.
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MEMORABLE BEGINNINGS & FUTURE FAMILY RELATIONS: his parents were an Unknown Loner ( Feynvul ) & Periwinkle. His sister was Ophelia. He currently has no living relatives.
Born to his mother, his father having long ditched them, he grew up on the streets with his sister and her. He was named Canis, after the first constellation his mother saw the night they were born. He would avidly listen to her stories about the stars; listening with vigor and becoming the first development of his obsessions.
It was a hard life of struggling for food, and wondering if you would go nights without a full stomach. Cold during the season of Winter, and longing for Summer, he knew what it was to want a life of peace.
It wasn't long after he turned six moons that his mother was cornered by two stray dogs, and in fear for her children, sacrificed herself for the sake of Canis and Ophelia.
Canis tried his best to provide a life of comfort for his sister; concerned for her more than himself. However one day it was too cold; and they, too hungry. A passing Twoleg saw the two, and placed them in a carrier. During his time at what they called the "Cutter", he was distraught as he watched his sister's lifeless body carried away from him. No longer attached to a single vessel on this earth besides his Father, he was taken in by the Twoleg and given a life of Rest.
Constantly torn by a longing for his family and guilt of not being able to protect them, he carries his burden with a heavy heart.
Time with his Twoleg was fondly remember by. He was taught about Constellations; making his love for the subject of Astrology even more so vast. However, his Twoleg was old; and he passed away.
Having nowhere else to go, Canis sought refuge among a group of Rouges. From here, he learned of the Clans and happened upon SummerClan. Renaming himself Wolfconstellation after his roots as a Loner, and Kittypet, he strives to find his place in the world.
Currently, his story is caught up within SummerClan. More will be in store for him.
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RELATIONSHIPS & PLOTS
mudpaw — summerclan — friend wolfconstellation greatly enjoys spending time with mudpaw. roleplayed by @/gidgetjoy. ( ✦ )
pebblefur — summerclan — friend he doesn't know her too well, but he enjoys being around her. roleplayed by @/spottedleaffan21. ( ✦ & ✦ )
hazelmarsh — summerclan — acquaintance hes unsure of hazelmarsh, and hasn't really interacted with him much. roleplayed by @/baewolf. ( ✦ )
layout ( c ) @asterdeity — do not steal — all images to rightful owners
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RELATIONSHIPS & PLOTS
catname — clan — status ( friends, etc ) short description of relationship. if plotted, put it here. roleplayed by @/user.
layout ( c ) @asterdeity — do not steal — all images to rightful owners
PERSONALITY & BIOGRAPHY Sickly; its what he's heard most of his life, anyways. With a scrawny body and what one could simply describe his pelt as ruffled and unkempt, he isn't the prettiest of cats to behold. Shorter than most, his fur gives him to appearance of actually having some meat to his bone. But he doesn't eat a whole lot, often having his head to preoccupied to consider food a necessity. Smokepyre is a unruly pelted gray tom, with the only brilliant thing about him being his smoldering amber eyes. Most of the reason for his being an elder has to do with the fact that he is unfit and unable to keep up with the daily norm of being a Solider. Hunting, fighting; no, that would simply kill his body. Diagnosed with a severe case of Asthma, if he is to run for an excessive amount of time he usually risks his life. But despite his probably dismal and sarcastic attitude, Smokepyre has a love for odd things. Twoleg objects, sharp stones, or interesting and deceiving devices? Check. Romanticizing death most of the time, however living in fear of actually dying, its safe to say his entire being is a contradiction to much of anything. He grew up in WinterClan as a kitten, and when training was much too hard for him as an apprentice, the ragtag tom found solace in the comfort of the Elders den. His flower collar is made up of Germander Speedwell.
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RELATIONSHIPS & PLOTS
mistyveil — winterclan — acquaintances. this first ca to offer him a purpose, and to believe in him. his previous mentor when he was a pupil of winterclan. roleplayed by @/faith.
layout ( c ) @asterdeity — do not steal — all images to rightful owners
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RELATIONSHIPS & PLOTS
catname — clan — status ( friends, etc ) short description of relationship. if plotted, put it here. roleplayed by @/user.
layout ( c ) @asterdeity — do not steal — all images to rightful owners
PERSONALITY & BIOGRAPHY As she would like to keep up her image, she enforces the striking visage of a grouchy, small shrimp of a fluffy she-cat with a tongue that could cut through anything it set its mind to. Though she may appear to be a small, feeble little feline, she is in fact a hot-tempered little cinnamon bun that will not hesitate to fight something twice her size. With a barbed tongue, and words of steel, gray and black marked molly is a cat of confidence and willpower. She wouldn't hesitate to defend her Clan, and friends, even to her dying breath. She tends to let her morality get the best of her, despite her taste to defend her territory. Acaciasea knows that she would never, not even in her dreams, leave someone who is in dire need of help to die. In fact, despite her mean little attitude, she is probably the sweetest she-cat you'd probably ever have the pleasure of meeting. With the normal tabby patterns, she wears a long and luxurious coat of black fur. Patterns of darker gray textures and swirls mix into said gray pelt. Her eyes are a fiery, passionate amber color, swirling full of an emotional tempest.
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MEMORABLE BEGINNINGS & FUTURE
FAMILY RELATIONS: Her parents are Unknown, and Unknown. Her siblings are Bearshadow and Ivorylotus.
Currently her story is caught up with present day WinterClan happenings. Who knows what's in store for her?
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RELATIONSHIPS & PLOTS
bearshadow — winterclan — brother she doesn't interact with her siblings a whole lot, however she has a close bond with them. roleplayed by @/moonbound.
ivorylotus — winterclan — sister she doesn't interact with her siblings a whole lot, however she has a close bond with them. roleplayed by @/specklepelt.
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RELATIONSHIPS & PLOTS
hawkwing — fallclan — mentor. she's pretty intimidated by her but also super respects her. roleplayed by @/uniqrim.
layout ( c ) @asterdeity — do not steal — all images to rightful owners
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PERSONALITY & BIOGRAPHY Aah! Whats that? Oh, its just a shadow? Alright, no harm, then. You might think its a bit silly; but Squirrelshriek has always been born with a jumpy attitude and cautious nature. Always tumbling over her paws, sliding awkwardly, and slipping when practically everyone is watching. If she found it funny, she'd probably think she was the comical relief. But she hates it, always getting scraped and bruised. Squirrelshriek is a ruddy, auburn she-cat with somewhat patchy, long fur. Her tail, what she's mostly named after, is large and bushy; like a squirrels. However her real name probably comes from the way she often cries in alarm or surprise. But despite her timid and frady-cat like nature, she's a goofy and aloof soul just trying to learn her way through life. Possibly the second most notable thing about her, by the way, is her love for acorns and collecting all things acorns. An odd hobby, yeah; but Squirrelshriek is a pretty odd cat, to say the least.
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MEMORABLE BEGINNINGS & FUTURE
FAMILY RELATIONS: Born to Mammothstamp and Polarpoint, she has three other siblings; Cavebear, Sabertooth, and Slothslide.
Currently her history is caught up to present day. Nothing too notable has happened to her as of yet; besides those pesky squirrels stealing all of her precious acorons, that is.
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RELATIONSHIPS & PLOTS
mammothstamp — winterclan — father she really loves and respects her father very much. roleplayed by @/sinful.
polarpoint — winterclan — mother doesn't have much of a relationship with her at the momet. she also has no clue that polarpoint is her mother. roleplayed by @/sinful.
cavepaw — winterclan — brother hasn't interacted much with cavepaw, nothing to note as of yet. roleplayed by @/sinful.
saberpaw — winterclan — brother she hates how much saberpaw teases her jumpiness, but for now she loves him regardless. roleplayed by @/blankslate.
slothpaw — winterclan — brother hasn't interacted much with cavepaw, nothing to note as of yet. roleplayed by @/oceanix.
layout ( c ) @asterdeity — do not steal — all images to rightful owners
PERSONALITY & BIOGRAPHY Easy to look at, and easy to listen to as well, it isn't hard to see how this tom could easily talk his way out of — or into — anything. With a classic Lynx Point pelt, his body is built muscular and well taught. He is, in size, averagely medium. That doesn't mean he isn't eager to win a fight, though. But still — his silver tongue is preferred to use rather than brute force. Like a snake hiding in tall grass, he strikes at his prey and holds them in his grasp, squeezing — choking, until they don't have much breath left to give. And then, he disposes of them when they are at their weakest. Chipping at their soul slowly and agonizingly until he can revere in spilling the last of their will and blood. It isn't far fetched to assume he isn't the prettiest of cats, on the inside anyways. Sane? Probably not. A total leech and waste of space? Leech, yes. A waste of space...? Well, I suppose that depends on the cat you ask, now doesn't it?
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RELATIONSHIPS & PLOTS
catname — clan — status ( friends, etc ) short description of relationship. if plotted, put it here. roleplayed by @/user.
layout ( c ) @asterdeity — do not steal — all images to rightful owners
