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BEARSPIRIT - BRELOOM Fears of crushing something underneath her paws or bumping into someone else have always plagued Bearspirit's mind. Her thick and brown tabby pelt adds to her already bulky form. Her eyes are lightly golden and her irises are a light green. She's always struggled with her bulky frame, even as a kit; her paws were always a bit too big and her grace - well, there's none to speak of. So, she's always had to be conscious of where she was in relation to everyone else or else subjugate those around her to a bunch of "sorry"s. But her awareness of her physical self has never turned into self-deprecation - she has always been confident of herself, even verging on being too cocky. Bearspirit is never one to back down from a challenge from someone who is a "worthy opponent." Bearspirit does not know when to back down, especially when it comes to provoking negative emotions; she is a firm believer of "better out than in." But this has to do more with her pride and reluctance to submit than her encouragement of releasing pent up emotions. Despite her antagonistic behaviors, Bearspirit loves to be around others, especially those who are unfamiliar to her. She glows when she is in a big group, as she attempts to upstage anyone in and effort to impress a pretty she-cat. Her loud and boisterous nature is an attempt to conceal her fear of not being "good enough" for WinterClan and she constantly feels the need to make sure that she is seen as one of the "-est" cats in the Clan - "the strongest," "the loudest," "the fiercest," and "the bravest" are all titles she strives to get. She regularly ranks others around her, so she can determine who to socialize with more - her time is, of course, the most important thing to her. Her parents, her father especially, pushed this mental strategy of ranks onto her at an early age - as a pure bred WinterClan family, they had to have some understanding of how the world works. And so, even as she was tripping over her big paws, Bearspirit learned how to be a "proper" WinterClan she-cat; a bit snobbish and proud of her heritage, but fiercely devoted to her Clan. Age: 25 moons Traits: +strength +perception +knowledge of healing techniques -connection to StarClan -speed -knowledge of herbs Desired rank: Prison Guard
MORNINGBIRD - LAVELLAN Everyone knows the saying, that blood is thicker than water. The same blood that will control your life, that tells you that you will never amount to anything. The same blood that was afraid to stand up and protect her own kits, but still cared as much as she could. The same blood, that when all was said and done, would abandon their own. What was the point of family when all they ever did was hurt you. Morningbird had lost everything when her mother had begged her to stay in Winterclan, to try and see the good in the place that she had grown up. And, through everything, Morningbird relented. She tried to see everything through brand new eyes, but, when Bunnywiggle and Snowyspots had decided to leave her behind as they escaped to Summerclan, those blue eyes became clouded with hatred. Hatred, and doubt. Had they ever truly cared for her, or for their mother? Or were they just waiting for the chance to leave her behind. And, to some extent, she couldn't blame them. She was the one who would always get them into trouble, as she had terrible luck that cursed her, and through her, those around her. Branches would fall on her, she would lose her balance near cliffs, she would fall into mud and ruin her white and brown pelt daily, prey would chase her instead of the other way around. Perhaps her siblings got tired of her dragging them down, and decided to abandon her. Perhaps no one in the entire clan actually cared about her, and was just waiting for one of these unlucky accidents to claim her. What was the point of anything, when the only thing she had left of her family were their similar bobbed tails. What was the full saying again? The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb? Somehow, it seems Morningbird didn't have either. Desired rank: hunter
Frostcloud - Spottedleaffan21 If there was an ice warrior princess, Frostcloud would be the very painted picture of what one would look like. Pure snowy white fur, gray ears, crystal blue eyes that seem to cut straight through to one's very soul, and a very elegant disposition. However, looking like an angel sent directly down from heaven, she is a little rough around the edges. More like an icecyle. Beautiful to look at, but dangerously edgy. She is highly skilled in battle with sharp crisp movements and great reflexes. One would be smart not to challenge such a driven She-cat. Cats often flinch at the coldness of her gaze and as threatening as she may look, her respect for her leader is high. She is considered a soldier that knows how to take orders and do them well. She is very trustworthy and honest. A perfect soldier with fierce loyalty.
Post by Nekomancer on Sept 13, 2019 16:55:48 GMT -5
FRECKLEDOE - NEKOMANCER
The cold is harsh, don’t let it get to you. It takes a strong spirit to thrive in WinterClan, something Freckledoe has carried with her in the back of her mind while growing up in the snowy territory. Alongside her brother, Pineroot, Freckledoe has grown to be a strong and dependable, a worthy warrior to her clan. Her faithfulness to her clan comes partially through paranoia. Her mother she was told was in fact a warrior. Well, sort of. It wasn’t a right through blood, and her father is a cat to remain unknown. Apparently, the lifestyle in WinterClan didn’t suit her mother well, but that didn’t stop her from leaving her newborn kits behind. Freckledoe has both gratitude and hatred toward her mother for that action, giving her the opportunity to grow strong, while at the same time robbing her of a loving mother in a clan where blood meant something. In the back of her mind, she worries how others view her. Looking at her even, you wouldn’t obviously know she’s of WinterClan. Her multi-shaded cream pelt was only semi-long, though thick, and the furs were slick against her body. Although she is not built for it necessarily, and she can be skittish, Freckledoe aims to be one of the better Prison Guards in the clan. Admittedly, it’s her self-consciousness that drives her to improve, though it leaves her apprehensive to trust others and make friends. She hardly realizes that by fearing being judged, she too is judging cats by assuming they mean the worst. Freckledoe is named for the light brown and gray flecks along the rear of her back and the silver lynx-like markings on her face. She has light blue eyes, that glow cold but yet still appear inviting.
Post by Sunflower Pal on Sept 17, 2019 15:54:14 GMT -5
HOLLOWSTEP - SEARCHINGFORSIGNS “How could you ever lie about the girls that you were trying out?” A cat with little meaning behind her words, one with an exterior so hard to break you have to chip away piece by forsaken piece before finding the liquid candy center. Conversations tend to be shallow, lacking in substance, quick to begin and quick to end. If she grew a tail for every conversation about the weather and the running of prey, she’d have a million. She’s as cold as the winter her clan is named after, rarely letting anyone in. She’s not necessarily unfriendly or mean, she just has little interest in allowing anyone in after the past she’s been through. You’d have to try consistently to ever learn about it, though. Despite her rather lackluster personality, Hollowstep is beautiful. Her coat is thick, long, and white and she has grey paws and ears. Her eyes are a sparkling blue, surprisingly warm for such a cool color. The only part of her that seems alive with a loving of life. She’s a quick and nimble huntress, very talented on her paws. Although she has fears surrounding getting close to anyone, she does yearn for connections with others. Fear just tends to hold her back from experiencing being close to anyone. Traits: Knowledge of Prey+ Nimble+ Stealth+ Hunting Technique+ Strength- Insight- Intimidation- Fighting Technique-
Beauty, grace, and charm are wrapped in one small, fluffy ragdoll package that is Lavenderswirl. Born to a long line of pedigree ragdolls, Lavenderswirl, named Kenna, was sold at a nice sum to a woman who spoiled her throughout kittenhood. Once she reached adulthood, Kenna became a show cat, winning her own several monetary prizes. Though she loved her easy life, she grew bored of constant showing, and decided to seek out a new adventure. After she ran away, it didn't take long to find Winterclan, which she joined on a whim. It hasn't been the easiest thing in the world- she was unused to the meaner attitudes and the rougher way of life- but once Lavenderswirl sets her mind on something she does what it takes to get it. Due to her upbringing she is clever and socially skilled, even though her pampered and self-absorbed ways are often very visible. It took time to get past her delicate nature, to build up the necessary strength and endurance to be a viable clan member, but no one can say she didn't try. This well-bred she-cat is very pretty, with a thick cream coat, a soft gray face, and pale blue eyes ringed in an ice-white. Lavenderswirl can be a bit vain, and still puts in a lot of effort to upkeeping her appearance.
CRIMSONROSE - JETCLAW Bound to Leatherstar through the warrior bond they forged when he led WinterClan before, this massive ginger she cat has returned once more to the ranks of WinterClan... though she occasionally takes advantage of a position in MoonClan to keep an eye on SunClan and her daughter Mysterypaw who lives in DayClan now.
But her duty calls her to Leatherstar's side once more. After all she knows her student won't fail to keep things interesting, and she's ready to fight to help him accomplish his goals, and hopefully she'll encounter some exciting fights as well.
She is a large and intimidating ginger she cat, a former hunter of Primal Instinct, the former Frozen/Shattered to Leatherstar, his guardian and protector in times of need, a former knight of the old guard of WinterClan, and now a warrior of MoonClan and a Prison Guard of WinterClan. She has accumulated as many titles as she has scars almost. And she bears all with a head held high and burning amber eyes looking ahead to the battles that may lie ahead. Traits: +strength +fighting techniques +Endurance -insight -knowledge of herbs -connection to StarClan Desired rank: Prison Guard
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Post by uniqcrim on Sept 28, 2019 14:32:55 GMT -5
I... thought I added him forever ago so he's an apprentice now I guess x'D
BRONZEPAW [scar] - UNIQCRIM He has grieved for a world he never knew and grasped for memories like they were air. He’s the biggest kitten in the nursery and yet everyone calls him a newborn. The way people look at him, their begging eyes for him to not see through him. As if he could see through their lies like glass and he could. They ignite a memory that’s out of grasp and as he grows older he forgets more and more. The cats around him know something about him, know he isn’t Bronzekit, know who his real mom is. He is the son of Mistyveil, the only rejected kit to ever be forsaken from her litter. Few know his real story, but those who do can’t help, but stare. He lives in a lie to save him from becoming like his sister Icecream, a sacrifice. Bronzekit is a silvery grey tom with bronze streaks crackling throughout his pelt giving him the appearance of having many scars. In leafbare these bronze markings nearly all disappear, but in the warmer moons his pelt is less heavy and long and these bronze markings can be seen. He has genetically rare turquoise blue eyes that very few cats in the clan possess. Bio written by Faith. Age: 12 moons Traits: +Strength +Intimidation +Fighting Techniques -stealth -speed -insight [please read below for trait info] Desired rank: Prison guard apprentice
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Post by uniqcrim on Sept 28, 2019 14:51:27 GMT -5
LITTLEPAW [otter] - UNIQCRIM A small brown she-cat with pale yellow eyes. Littleotter is fast and slippery and when she moves through the water she is quick, graceful, and looks just like her namesake-an otter. Littleotter has always been a playful and curious cat, always wanting to explore and see more of the world. She fits right into Waterclan as if it was not her adopted clan but as if her parents were born and raised there themselves. Her mother, Meanderingwolf, joined Waterclan as a rogue after the sickness that almost destroyed the clan and, little does she know, her father is actually Leatherstar of Winterclan. She has never known who her father is and does not dwell on it much, she has a good mother, good clan, and all the littermates she could ever want to play with and keep her company. When she was just an apprentice, a great flood destroyed her only home known to her as Waterclan and she found refuge in Winterclan and a father she had never even known. Age: 15 moons Traits: +Swimming technique +Speed +Ice fishing -deception -strength -intimidation Desired rank: Hunter
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Post by neverstarstar on Oct 8, 2019 18:05:14 GMT -5
FROSTFIRE - NEVERFORGOTTEN. Though always residing in WinterClan, he is hardly a loyal WinterClan cat. Frostfire has had two great loves in his life, both of them from different clans. His heart can't stay in the borders it seems. His first mate died giving birth to his stillborn kits in DayClan, the large gray tabby only heard about it from a gathering. He would probably say that was the most painful thing he ever experienced. To be told in front of all the clans that his mate was dead, not being able to react, nearly broke him. But life went on and a few dark moons later he met Icestream. Beautiful Icestream, he was smitten with her almost instantly. She was alluring and smart and funny and Frostfire fell hard. When she told him she was expecting his kits, it was exciting and terrifying for him, he couldn't let go of the horrible memory of Leafwind. Shortly after their meeting Icestream showed up in WinterClan's camp and their secret was out. He was excited, at first, despite the glares of his clanmates. But when Icestream kitted Sunkit, her name earned because of the color of her pelt, Frostfire began to doubt. How could he not? Sunkit didn't look like him, act like him, or stir any paternal instinct in him. Perhaps it was his own immaturity but he grew suspicious and began to fight with Icestream. Of course he never would have hurt his mate or Sunkit; but Icestream disappeared anyway. They never spoke again. His family joined another clan and Sunkit became Sunpaw and then Sunfrog, never acknowledging him as her father when they crossed paths at gatherings. When Icestream died and Sunfrog still said nothing to him Frostfire accepted that Icestream hadn't told Sunfrog about him. He was nothing to the light yellow she-cat who may or may not be his daughter. He's older now and regrets his attitude as a young cat and has tried to be more loyal to his clan. But his heart has never let go of Leafwind or Icestream, Frostfire walks around hollow, his heart lost to StarClan and the she-cats he has lost. Age: 84 Moons Traits: I'm not sure yet, I will update when I decide Desired Rank: Prison Guard
Edited Oct 15, 2019 18:18:58 GMT -5 By neverstarstar
APPLECRISP - Dreamrain When sea and land collided it created Applecrisp and his sisters Almondrose and Seablossom. His parents was a match that went against the stars wishes. Sealife his mother from Brookclan and Peanutblossom his father from Earthclan. His parents born enemies that with a faithful meeting at the border became star cross lovers. Sealife going against her mother Oceanstory's will ended up pregnant with the Earthclan litter. When we was younger Applecrisp's fur was a soft mousey grey that has now darken with age to the color of slate. As his fur has darkened once clear ginger tabby markings are now just streaks of orange dotting his pelt. New black tabby stripes at were one so faint to see in his youth are now visible. His eyes are still a sharp green apple color with flecks of amber in the middle. He was the only son to be born to his parents. While we was the youngest of his litter he felt it was his duty to act like the overly protective brother when it came to his older sisters Seablossom and Almondrose. He was always the reserved one that had little to no sense of humor when it came to his sisters antics. When his father brought a new litter home he didn't step up to the help take care of them like his sister Seablossom did. He stood in the background turning to a sour crabapple and refused to help. While to take his bitterness towards his father to the grave.
So don't know why this posted like it did before, but my computer hardcore glitched.
HAWTHORNCROWN - Dreamrain The hawthorn tree standing strong in solitude. Long lethal looking thorns protect the fragile innocence blossoms that bloom in the near the end of spring. Like the beautiful blossoms that decorate the hawthorn tree. Hawthorncrown is decorated in a solid slate grey color similar to the bark of the tree. Dotting her pelt like blossom petals are touches of soft faded orange. Her eyes the faded sunshine of the winter sun. Like the thorns that protect the fragile beautiful blossoms of the hawthorn tree, Hawthorncrown's works hard to protect her heart. Being alone since birth she is a cautious about making permanent personal connections with others. It doesn't stop her from being the adaptive to situations. In social situations she is a lively, charismatic soldier mingling with her comrades. A great listener she is willing to listen to others problems and help apply her own knownledge to help create solutions. Along with her knownledge Hawthorncrown is a brilliant cat that attempts to solve all the problems of the world surrounding her. While she is an excellent sincere friend who tries to fix all their problems. Hawthorncrown can fall prey to out burst of anger when over stressed.
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EDELWIESSBLOOM - Dreamrain Small and sweet fluffy white and black patched she-cat. Her eyes are a warm earthy brown. She is rebellious and doesn't always do what she is told. Whether her mother Diamondstar or someone of higher power in Winterclan tries to enforce the rules upon her. She is a rule breaker. If the rule says to stay out she will break in. Maybe the reason she breaks the rules is to gain attention. Being from a litter of five and her mother being the Sovereign in her youth. She just wanted to be different from others.
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HEL - Dreamrain Born as a middle child to Loki E'Claire and Thoren. She is one of the forgotten middle children of her litter. She is a true blend of her parents, a melanistic tabby with the electrifying green eyes of her mother Loki E'Claire. She remains fourth inline for the Throne and will never see the throne, because it remains in the paws of her older brother Forseti. She is not kind and was given the nickname ice queen for a reason. Her former clan was destroyed by flooding causing her to end up in Winterclan. Apprentice
THISTLESCAR - Dreamrain His fur long flowing and pure white like the snow drifts that blanket Winterclan's territory. His eyes is a dark deep blue like the water underneath a layer of frozen ice. Peeking out from underneath his long fur he has several faint scars that litter his body. The most noticeable scar is the large claw mark running along his right shoulder and down part of his back. The scar he received during his apprenticeship from a badger attack. He was born in Winterclan before the change. His dream when he was younger had been to become a Prison Guard. A dream that he trained for during his apprenticeship and became as a young adult. Until he became a soldier underneath his sister's leadership. He was born to Snowflower and Nero. He is the brother to Valleystar, Marshflower, Duskthorn, and Mistlesnow. He is also the uncle to Ghoulstar, Morningpaw, Eveningpaw, and Spiritpaw.
life is a lot, and I'm sorry for how much it impacts me here
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Post by neverstarstar on Oct 15, 2019 11:38:27 GMT -5
STORMSURGE - neverforgotten. A large gray she-cat with amber eyes and a ferocious attitude. She was raised with a tough-love dynamic with her and her mother and has seemed to carry that to any social situation. Tough in battle, tough in conversation. The she-cat has never wanted a family or kits or even friends, she likes the solitude she wraps herself in. But, despite her insistence that she was never going to have kits, she had a litter. Stormsurge won't tell any cat who the father is and seems completely uninterested in him, instead focusing on raising her kits and getting out of the nursery. Stormsurge begrudgingly takes care of her children, usually with a scowl and complaint. She raises them with the same strong paw her mother raised her, promising that they will grow up tough like her. Fighters for WinterClan. Because no matter her antisocial behavior, Stormsurge is completely loyal to her clan and always slightly too eager to unsheathe her claws for the good of WinterClan. It seems that's why she had kits; for more soldiers. Age: 16 Moons Rank: Queen
WILTEDLILY - neverforgotten A small white she-cat with a mangled back leg. Wiltedlily was born with promise, she was strong and smart and capable. But she was also too curious for her own good and very bad at making good decisions. As a young warrior, then named Lilyleaf, the she-cat became obsessed with twolegs. She thought they were fascinating and found reason to sneak off to find some, but one day she didn't come back. Concerned, a patrol was sent to find her. They finally did, on the side of a thunderpath outside of WinterClan's territory. The warrior had been hit while watching the monsters flash passed and been unable to get home. In the end, her back leg was ruined and her path as a warrior was shattered. She retired to the elder's den at only 17 moons old and, bitter and broken, requested the leader of that time change her name to Wiltedlily. She wears that name like a grim reminder now and is often heard telling cautionary tales to the kits and apprentices. The old cat doesn't hold back, intending to scare the younger generation so they will remain safe. Nothing like what happened to her should ever happen again. Wiltedlily now cautions against curiosity and discovery and hasn't once left camp since she was brought back from the thunderpath 13 moons ago. It's not safe, she insists. Age: 30 Moons Rank: Elder
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Post by neverstarstar on Oct 15, 2019 18:17:13 GMT -5
PARADISEFLAME - neverforgotten Dark red tom with green eyes. He is most often thought of as the essence of a good clan cat. Always supportive, helpful, courteous. Paradiseflame should be an asset to WinterClan despite the red pelt that means he isn't entirely WinterClan blood. It's precisely because of his pelt color that he isn't actually good. With WinterClan's distrust of outsiders and their elitist tendencies, the tom has always felt other. Like he didn't ever truly belong. That has twisted him into a bitter cat with a thirst for some sort of justice. So for now he plays along and has proven himself an accomplished actor, but he waits. One day an opportunity will arise for revenge against WinterClan. And he's going to relish it. Age: 25 moons Rank: Prison Guard
WATERMINTKIT [creek] - - A Watermintcreek is a white light grey she-cat with pale sky-blue crystal-like eyes, and fluffy pelt. She is an open; intelligent; kind; good, logical; intelligent; friendly; open; smart; resourceful; quiet; calm feline. She is small light furred and looks like a small creek. She is an excellent swimmer and loves to fish, but she equally loves to hunt on land. She was born in WaterClan, 3 moons, after her parents decided to leave the WinterClan, when they no longer felt welcome, due to their ways of following StarClan and the Warrior Code, but when the flood came she was swept away towards WinterClan. She was rescued by a passing patrol and given a new lease on life. She never knew her parents as she was not even a month old when her Clan was submerged in a flood. She has never known her parents and is graceful that WinterClan took her in. She hopes to make her birth clan proud of her and hopes to rise through the ranks. Age: 1 Month Old Traits: Connection with StarClan | Knowledge of healing techniques | Knowledge of herbs Desired rank: Kit
