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'Cause you're a villainous thing / And we can't have you living a lie
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Post by eventide on Feb 24, 2020 21:41:03 GMT -5
MEADOWLARK Roleplayed by Luciferin Her fur color blends better with the swaying fields of amber wheat in DayClan than the dark greenery of FallClan's evergreen trees, but Meadowlark will argue that her pelt fits in just fine during leaf-fall, thank you very much. Though she doesn't always jump into conversations right away, Meadowlark could never be accused of being an introvert. The golden-tabby she-cat's olive eyes light up in excitement at the littlest thing, from a neat leaf to a cool new type of salamander. Her form is small, but not overly so and though she isn't muscular she more than makes up for it through her nimble dexterity. More a hunter than a fighter, Meadowlark can still hold her own in spars or border disputes. She considers herself lucky to not have known a hard war, but remains vigilant that she might protect her clan should the time come. Though vivacious and bubbly, she is prone to bouts of melancholy from time to time, and has been known to lapse entirely into silence when out hunting alone, taking the time to turn introspective. She often comes off as empty-headed to her clanmates and those that don't know her well, but Meadowlark is a tactical cat that never fails to find a witty retort or stinging comeback if the conversation turns teasing. Warrior
Post by Captain Ginger Beard on Feb 26, 2020 3:12:53 GMT -5
STRONGJAW Roleplayed by Captain Brute. Not the brightest. Quick to anger. Selfish. Best friends with Shorthalt. Childhood friend of Trickfoot. Playful rivalry with Whitestone. Doesn’t get along well with Ravendagger. Large grey tom with yellow eyes.
PALESUN roleplayed by baewolf With legs as long as her opinion of herself, Palesun is a sight to behold. Round orange eyes sit high on her round face, her ears tapering to a delicate point. Silky, sand colored fur flecked and swirled with pale ginger graces her long, tall frame. Close to the color of the sandstone cliffs off in the distance of SunClan territory, Palesun doesn't fit quite in with the deeper, darker tones that FallClan cats normally have. Even the snowy bit on her chin and chest is a little out of place. But she doesn't let that stop her; she drinks in the stares and compliments from her companions. Very full of herself, she feels the need to always be the best at everything, especially against her sister, Cottontwist. Where Palesun is an elegant, refined creature, her smaller sister is the exact opposite. They hardly ever get along, only loyal to each other from blood and being of the same Clan. It's even said that when they were apprentices, Palesun denied even being related to Cottontwist. As they've grown older, some of the rivalries have faded, but not all of them. Despite her arrogance, Palesun is a swift and fierce fighter and loves her Clan dearly. All she wants is to be happy and make her place among the warriors of FallClan.
COTTONTWIST roleplayed by baewolf There are many words that could be used to describe this she-cat ranging from sweet to sarcastic, snarky to enthusiastic. There is no in-between for Cottontwist, there never has been. It's hard for her to keep friends due to her bipolar attitude, especially her sister Paleusn, her emotions change so quickly it's hard to keep up with. Spit-fire is one of the many words that have been used to describe her, along with some not so nice ones from her sister. Though once you get to know her, are able to put up with her mood swings, Cottontwist is a wonderful cat. She has so much heart and is willing to give her all to FallClan. She is small in body, with long legs and dainty paws. Her eyes are large and slightly angular, giving her the impression that she is always smiling. Her golden brown tabby fur is of the longer length, not to wear it's dragging on the ground but to the point that it's almost always tangled. Her eyes are a yellow-green, like the first of leaves dying during leaf-fall. Her name comes from her stump of a tail, comically colored a stark white. A few other snowy patches color her body as well. As much as they don't get along, she loves her dearly and defends her behind her back with cats call her stuck-up and arrogant. Though they'll never be as close as some sisters, she will fight with her and fore her whenever needed.
Hope I’m posting this right I’m so confused help also this is a very short and crappy bio I’m sorry sobs
WHITEWOLF Roleplayed by kuno “It’s better to die than to live in the knowledge that you’ve done something that needs forgiveness.” At first glance and impression many think this burly white tom might be mute, but really he’s just a cat of few words. Choosing to act more with action than words, Whitewolf is a well trained machine in fighting, hunting, and anything requiring physicality. There’s a coldness evident in his golden eyes, but no one has dug deep enough to know where it comes from. Warrior
TWISTEDKIT || HUMOR Roleplayed by Circle Recklessness grows worse the luckier one is, for what care does a favorite of lady luck have for consequences. What have they learned if they are always lucky enough to escape the worst. Further compounded by a devil may care attitude, a callous regard for their own health and too much glee taken in others pain. Twistedhumor is a tom who doesn't care if others are cruel to him, a skin thicker than a cows hide. He cares much more if his own words are enough to cut others, will push and push until he can see others bleed. Until he can drive them into a blind rage that has a chesire grin stretching across his own features in pleasure. A patchy furred black tom with spots of white that do eerie things for his yellow eyes he is a alien like figure. Though perhaps that was meant to be, to warn others of his twisted inner nature. If his name alone wasn't enough to serve as a warning for others to be on their guard around him. He aspires to nothing and wants everything, greedy and obsessive he is unsettling at the worst of times and different at the best of times. For those he cares for he tries his best to let go of his less flattering qualities but it is hard at times to tap down the cruelest of tendencies. But this does not mean he has no redeeming qualities. For those he loves he will do anything, will send his own soul to hell to save those he cares for. And sometimes his humor isn't all doom and bloom and is instead witty and light when the tom is feeling particularly optimistic. Perhaps this just makes him more difficult to handle as one might never know what they will get with Twistedhumor.
LIQUIDNIGHT Roleplayed by Circle What use is a tom f they will do nothing other than hold her down? What use is it to attach herself to someone who could never possibly share all the same thoughts and motivations as she herself did. Always told she just had never met the right tom she is ready to scoff at others woes towards romance, considering herself above such a thing. Happy enough with friends and her own company, never feeling as if she was lacking anything despite not having a mate and never having any other plans to have one. Chipper and with a bright smile she is openly friendly and fits well among Fallclan even if she was not born there. Having been brought in as an older kit and having to work to earn her place among he others of her generation. Stubborn and defiant she is the worst sort of person to argue with, refusing to loose and refusing to let a matter drop unless she's thoroughly satisfied that it is done and over with. Liquidnight will stand by those who need a shoulder to lean on for as long as they want her there, never tiring in her desire to help others. Perhaps at times to much of a bleeding heart, oddly enough for a she-cat so above the notion of love and romance. Wearing her emotions on her pelt she is often warned she will be hurt one day; and perhaps this is why she is so determined to leave romance to other she-cats. warrior
MOUNTAINKIT || BEAR Roleplayed by Phantom Mountainbear is a large, medium furred grey and cream tabby with amber eyes, mixed into his fur are streaks of black that fade into a light brown. He is quite possibly the laziest of his siblings, while they seem so full of energy, it takes quite a bit of convincing to even get him out of his nest. He is often labeled as lazy and uninterested, some even go as far as to call him useless but you would never know if it bothered him. He may not be completely aware of it, but for the most part his face, his expression is more times than not, stone like. He and his littermates were taken in by Calamitystar who raised them, not as a father but more as a big brother. Kit
SILVERTIGER Roleplayed by no one Silvers, greys, brown, black and white play on Silvertiger's pelt. Frost white fur is on his chin, toes and tail. The rest of his body is covered in silver, with grey flecks. Black tabby markings make Silvertiger look like; well, a silver tiger. His muzzle has a hint of chestnut brown. An attack first, ask questions later kind of tom. However, this strategist has proven to cause Silvertiger more trouble than prevent trouble. Being as stubborn as he is, Silvertiger would never change his ways. A pretty decent fighter, thanks to his bulk and ferocity. However, Silvertiger can be very impatient and this sings in his poor hunting skills. Though he can be a little tough to get along with, Silvertiger rarely means any harm when he gets into a heated exchange with a Clan mate. One of Silvertiger's biggest fears is having kits. When Silvertiger was a young kitten himself, his father wasn't the most friendly towards his children. Silvertiger's father was stuck raising a kit he didn't want, and blamed the death of his mate on. However, Silvertiger's father had died before Silvertiger became a Warrior. However, his father's words will forever live on in Silvertiger's head. All of Silvertiger's acting out is him just trying; perhaps a little to hard, to prove himself. Warrior
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ODDFACE Roleplayed by no one Oranges, white and black. Orange tabby markings and black splatter all over Oddface's body, like some sort of battle for dominance. The slightest hints of white, her chin, paw tips and tail tip. Her face, half black, half ginger tabby. A chimera calico. And odd face she has. One could either find beauty in her mixed face, but most see oddity. Ugliness. A fairly solitary feline, though not by choice. Oddface learned the moment her understood by her own mother called her 'Oddkit', most cat's don't like anyone who looks or act's different. A pair of jade green eyes are like pair of gems in Oddface's eye sockets. She rarely speaks, because she is rarely spoken too. Oddface sticks to her self, and goes about her day the best that she could. As a young adult, her peers mocked her for her appearance. As they all grown into their Warrior names, Oddface has notice the mockery is no longer verbal, but rather in actions. A great hunter and fighter, Oddface is a fairly well rounded Warrior. She has long since lost known bloodkin to the ranks of StarClan, but Oddface still treks on. Her one true purpose in life is to serve her Clan. Oddface's deepest desire is to have someone look at her and actually see her. Not for her appearance, but actually see that there is a cat behind this odd face. Warrior
RAVENMAGE Roleplayed by Feralties His existence is only a semblance of the truth, veiled by self-denial and pride befalling a king. Artful in his words, and unperturbed when fronted with hazard, Ravenmage lives in the imagery of a poised cavalier with a tongue as slick as silver. Draping his wiry frame is a pelt of ebony fur, as dark as ink and rather long for his environment. He adorns a leaden, pale gaze, as if the artist aimed for blue, but couldn't quite finish his work. Ravenmage abuses his guileful will to sway the pendulum in his favor, pegging him for a tactless individual who ploys self-serving opportunity as magnetism. Despite this, his disguised feelings always skulk on the borders of vulnerability and omission. Warrior
just posting this here so i can keep track of it, but i'll add her immediately
PEACHKIT || CREAM Roleplayed by lavellan The way you're treated when you're young is something that will forever affect your mentality. Childhood molds expectations, both of yourself and others. A golden child will always believe that they're better than everyone, whereas an ignored kit will always doubt their worth. With a mother who might as well be absent and siblings who abused her, it's no doubt that Peachcream turned out as timid and paranoid as she did. Always assuming the worst of others, knowing that she may as well be an ant in other's eyes, believing that everyone is out to do her harm. Even on the sunniest of days, she refuses to go outside. Her sanctuary is indoors, away from others. Her mind is always creating scenarios as her yelllow-green eyes cautiously watch anyone who enters her personal bubble. Not even her cream pelt can hide the scars this she-cat bears. kit
