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L E A D E R | Skunkstar
Roleplayed by Ashenfate
The first thing you do when you see her, is double-take. Confusion washes over you, then you realize, this is not a mix between a cat and a skunk. It is a cat, with skunk-like looks. A she-cat, actually. Mostly, she is a dark black, like the black of night. Though, one thing throws that facade off. There is a long stripe that travels from her pink nose down to the very tip of her bushy tail. Her long fox-like muzzle makes her seem even more like a skunk. Her brown eyes are large and round, almost like doe eyes. Skunk's looks are exactly what she was named after, a skunk. Though, she is nothing close to the stinky kind. Skunk is always well groomed, giving her a sort of beauty. Her shining furs seem to attract those toms, and chase her around. It becomes a mind game to the she-cat, as she isn't exactly the nicest cat in the clan. Skunk's personality is rather odd. She has an attitude at times, but sometimes a soft side of her will show through. Perhaps they call this bi-polar? Unexplainable is this she-cat, and she likes it just like that.
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Mate : None
Kits : None
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M E D I C I N E C A T | Fadedmemory
Roleplayed by ♥feveя
A small black and white tom, with eyes so sad and distant. A young cat who everyone thought was destined to fail. Fadedmemory is a very young cat, a cat many though never would of taken the role he has today. He is a smaller tom, with eyes that hold a million pains. Each pain worse the the last. When he was found as a kit he was taken in by Brookclan and raised as a motherless kit. He worked hard as a kit and helped out around the camp, mainly spending time in the Medicine cats den or elders den. After becoming an apprentice he soon found out he wasn't made to be a warrior. He failed time after time and his mentor looked down at him as a weak excuse for a cat. One day he even left a scar on his nose. He is very timid and has a small voice, but when it comes to working with herbs and helping others, he is a very brave young cat who knows exactly what he is doing. He doesn't waste time playing, mainly because most cats are so used to treating him as nothing. But he doesn't mind as long as he can serve his clan, even if he wished he had a few friends he could talk with and share tongues with.
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W A R R I O R S
Crystallinefire
Roleplayed by slender.
Pure white fur cascades down her lithe form, giving her an image of perfection. Fierce, fiery orange irises adorn her unmarked face, giving her a mask of careless harshness. This she-cat's demeanor is one of wisdom, yet one of despise. The only crystal in her is the show of emotions she puts off. Her words are clear with their meaning, harsh and comprehend able. Though she puts everyone off, many admire her untouchable beauty. But what lays inside of her is anything but beauty and perfection. On the inside, she is black like a crow. Inside, the unthinkable deviously twists its way into her sick mind, tormenting her thoughts and transforming them into dark secrets. Often a wide, crooked grin can be seen on her face, as if she can actually see something demented going on before her eyes. Evil? Of course. Does she believe in the Dark Forest? No. She sees herself as better than those fleabags. StarClan? Ha! As if those suck ups would earn her faith. No, she believes in her own type of darkness. Being one of devious acts, she isn't found likable to many. Fine by her. The cats that usually go near her are those pathetic excuses for toms that willingly put their worthless lives in her bloody paws. Now, children.. What do you think happened to them? Oh, right, you wouldn't know... Well, you don't expect her to be loyal, do you? Actually, she's quite loyal to BrookClan. Yeah yeah, it's a surprise. A cat like Crystallinestar doesn't seem to fit into a clan like BrookClan, yet she enjoys being there. No, she's not completely ruthless, but a quick swipe to the neck never bothered her. Perhaps she has a couple of screws in her head loose, but it's not as bad when you get to know her. And actually, she has dreams that she wishes to fulfill. Shocking, isn't it ? Yes, this she-cat is most definitely filled with surprises. So why not take the time to talk to her? She may not be as bad as others make her out to be.
Riverstorm
Roleplayed by Whitemuzzle
Don't let this tom's placid blue eyes fool you. He may be calm looking on the outside but look out! He can strike without warning. Riverstorm is fiercely loyal to BrookClan and to the protection of his clanmates. His gray and black tabby coat reminded his mother so much of the river she loved so that's why she named him Riverkit. His stormy nature provided the basis to his warrior's name. But as all things have a balance, Riverstorm also has a softer side. He has plenty of love to share with a mate when he finds one.
Sandfur
Roleplayed by littlesnowpelt
A sandy colored tom with bright green eyes. He's almost always happy and never gives up on anything.If he's sad or angry, then something's not right.He's a brave cat who loves to go on adventures and hardly ever gets tired.Even though he's brave, he doesn't brag about it and he's not stuck up.He's very friendly and is always nice to everyone.Although he's friendly, he does tend to get mad sometimes and bring out his claws, but that's only when others mess with him.
Silversong
Roleplayed by littlesnowpelt
A slim silver she-cat with piercing blue eyes.She's a nice and caring she-cat who adores kits.She is easy going,but if you do something that makes her furious, she will give you some permenent scars.If you stay nice to her, she will be nice in return.She loves to hunt and she doesn't mind hunting on her own.She's always happy aslong as nobody messes with her.
Elucidatedevil
Roleplayed by єυρhσяια
A night-black tom with sharp blue eyes like shards of ice. His right forepaw is a creamy white, and on the paw he has white claws instead of black, like the rest of his paws. Other than that, his pelt is so black it appears to have blue highlights. His eyes are indeed as hard as ice, and the evil in him has indeed been elucidated. But most times, he conceals the pure, boiling anger that he wakes up with and that does not cease when he sleeps but instead follows him into his dreams, pulsing like its very own beating heart. Hatred in its simplest form, hatred so strong it is silent in a way, so overpowering it seems to engulf everyone at times. Elucidatedevil is a bomb waited to explode and has temper tantrums occasionally. Sometimes he feels the need to kill something and has managed to satisfy himself by killing mere rodents, natural prey, feeling their life ebb away, feeling the power in his claws, his capability to take a life. Frankly, he is a monster, and converses with only those he believes can enlighten him, help him rise to power, or those that are like him, in which case he would love to be with them and be evil together, so heads up, evil she-cats. He can have a cold and yet luring charm to him, a mysterious air that none can quite understand. He has trouble working together unless he really needs the help; otherwise he usually goes solo, is individualistic, and brooding. Unless he feels like being cruel to someone, he is found alone or in a dark, secluded corner.
Mistystream
Roleplayed by Whitemuzzle
A very small cream colored tabby with large gray-green eyes. She is a fun loving cat with a very inquisitive nature. If there is a new path she has to follow it. A cave she hasn't seen before will be explored. Her fun loving side comes out when she plays with the kits of the clan. She has only one kit, Badgerkit. The brown tabby tom that was her mate died protecting his family from a fox. Although she is a very petite cat, Mistystream has an extremely fearless nature. She will take on any adversary with little thought to her own safety. If a friend or loved one is in danger she will launch herself into battle whether it be many foes or few. Aspirations for leadership? No. Mistystream is very contented just being a warrior in the service of Brookclan. All she really wants when she leaves this life is to be remembered for her love for her clan.
Badgerstripe
Roleplayed by Whitemuzzle
Spirit? This tom has got it! He's a feisty brown tabby tom with chestnut brown eyes. Two black stripes one on each side of his head give him a badger-like appearance. He loves to hunt and fish in the many streams that cut through BrookClan's territory. Never at a lack for energy, Badgerstripe is always up for a patrol. Mistystream is his mother. He can't seem to recall his father. He was just a week old when that brave tom died in a battle protecting him from a fox.
Turtlehail
Roleplayed by ♥feveя
Turtlehail is a silver grey tabby tom with your average build. He has grey eyes as well, but they have a certain chill to them, which sometimes drive cats away from him. Turtlehail is a little like his name, he is slower then other cats when he walks but he can be fast when he needs to be. He is also a bit cold. He isn't very friendly to cats unless he knows them on a personal base. His clanmates know he is a loyal warrior who would die to protect them, but they don`t know what lies under the warrior. Under his rough and cold personality Tutrtlehail is a kit at heart. He is kind and sweet, and he plays like there is no tomorrow, but only around some cats. He is very proud and doesn't often let others know of his kit side, fearing they would look down at him. Turtlehail is very good with the kits and makes sure to drop by once a day to check up on them. He loves kits and he really wants his own litter when the time comes, when he finds the perfect she-cat.
Snowflakeattack
Roleplayed by Masqueradetrick
To be or not to be? This two sided she cat is fun to deal with. She is a white she cat with brown spots dappling her pelt. Much like a snow storm... except... you know, brown.... Hehe. Anyway like I said, she is much of a two sided she cat. She can be happy one day but then a total drag the next. But the worst is when she is pretending to be your friend. It makes it hard for her to find a true actual friend because nobody trusts her. With good reason to. Who would want to trust someone like that? The type that could tell you that you look good when honestly she thinks you look horrible. For this reason its highly unlikely she'll ever go far in life. She'll always just be that one warrior in Brookclan that was a two-faced and horrible. She knows this. And she has honestly, accepted it.
Goldenstripe
Roleplayed by Lilyfeather
She pads quickly through a sun-dappled forest, pausing every so often to turn and listen. Her silky golden fur is fluffed up as she breaks into a run. The black stripes that mark her pelt are dusted from pollen from the clump of flowers she ran through earlier. Her large amber eyes are wide with fear. She can hear them coming, running faster, knowing where she is, coming to get her... But it's just a dream. Every night she will relive that memory.They will come for her, and capture her, and torture her all over again. For what her mother did in the past, will haunt every move her daughter makes. Goldenstripe is a shy she-cat who, although, gets in trouble very easily. She is extremely quiet but nothing a cat says ever seems to sink in. This makes Goldenstripe quite forgetful, and it reflects on her training. She wants to be a good warrior, but if her mentor tells her to remember to keep her tail down, the next time she stalks something it'll be right up in the air again. Her brother used to always tell her how things went straight through one ear and out the other with Goldenstripe. But then they came. Goldenstripe's mother raced away the day before, leaving her two kits stranded out in the Twoleg field. The cats who came pinned Goldenstripe and her brother, Stormkit, to the ground. They placed their paws on Goldenstripe's neck, making it hard to breathe. They pricked their claws into her skin. They asked questions about her mother but when Goldenpstripe didn't answer the cat that had her pinned down raised a paw and slashed his claws across her neck. Then he left her to witness her brother's death. Both the cats did it. After that, Goldenstripe summoned all her strength and raced across the field, into a dark, sun-dappled forest and bursting through a clump of flowers. She became weak as blood gushed from the wound. In a matter of heartbeats she had tripped over her own paws and fallen in a collapsed heap to the ground. When she woke, she was in BrookClan's medicine cat den. BrookClan is Goldenstripe's birth Clan, but her mother wanted to escape the glaring eyes and silenced conversations as she walked by, so she took her kits and wanted to raise them as loners. But her past caught up to her. Goldenstripe is haunted by her past. She is terrified of going outside the camp alone for when she is a warrior. She hopes one day she'll get over the sight of her brother's death, but every morning she wakes yowling, feeling the pain all over again. Her scar stands out like a grim reminder of what her mother did, making the normally pretty she-cat look dark and lonely, maybe because that's what she is. Goldenstripe enjoys swimming, because when you're underwater, no one can hear your screams...
Leafgaze
Roleplayed by littlesnowpelt
A pale sandy colored she-cat with leafy green eyes.She's a quiet and calm cat who never goes through things roughly.She's very sensative, so her feelings can get hurt very easily sometimes.She's nice to all cats, even the ones who aren't nice to her.If there ever is a problem, she will try her best to fix it.She can't controll her forces very well, which makes her not so gentle.If she hurts someone by accident, the injury could be brutal.
Lightningflash
Roleplayed by whitekit/paw/tail
A black tom with white paws, ears and tail tip. His eyes are yellow and when there's a storm his eyes light up in lighting that's where his name comes from. He's fast, strong and courageous and will always put the clan before himself. His whole life he's had to deal with others thinking that he's not worthy because he wasn't born in the clan but born as a son of a rouge who wanted to destroy the clans but Lightningflash didn't want that and he ran away and was found by the clan. He trained as an apprentice and became strong and clever and good with others. Hes open minded at the thought of having a mate but fears that he wont become a good father. In battle hes one cat that you don't want to mess with. All he's ever dreamed of was belonging and finally he feels like he does.
Fleetfoot
Roleplayed by Redemption'
Brilliant shamrock-green eyes, so sparking with intelligence, they just sarkle like little gems upon his broad, gentle face. His mask is mostly of creamy white, not a harsh, frosty tint, but the softer side of white. Eggshell, perhaps? The color alone of his fur would remind one of silk, let alone its texture. Dripping down from his lynx-tipped ears, drizzled across his crown is an appealing shade of mousy-sable. Sable, of course, is a dark, dark almost black brown, and this he is, yet it's.. softer. Like that pale tint of velvet? This adds a grayish, mousy touch to the dark spots sparsely scattered across his back and legs. His body is strong and lean, but lithe, more sinew for running than muscle for fighting, or for showing off. Still, he's a handsome little fellow, perhaps just because of that gentle look shining through his wide open facial expression. A kind, gentle soul, Fleetfoot is often refered to as a 'weak fool' by opposing clans. For what reason? He often wonders. Because of his intelligence? What is the sense in shedding blood and wounding each other over giving up and walking away. So? A sore ego? it won't kill him, unlike a powerful blow from a heafty competitior of any clan. Fleetfoot knows this well, and, though fighting as best as he can when it comes down to it, Fleetfoot, when able to choose his own battles, will be helping out weaker clanmates, apprentices, frail clanmates. He isnt a strong fighter, and knows it, but two weak competitors are better than one. Fleetfoot, in his spare time, runs. Either hunting, or just for the sheer joy of it. Being so lithe and swift, he's obviously a fast fellow, but its that carefree feeling he loves most. Chatty with clanmates, and ever friendly, Fleetfoot is popular in the clan, even if it is only for his gentle words and cleverness opposed to strength and jokes.
Snowstorm
Roleplayed by Notsogreen
An all white she cat except for the tip of her tail which is black that's very outgoing. She likes to be laid back and hang out with other cats. She doesn't like fighting and she isn't very good at it. If she gets into an argument she will usually apologize a little bit later and doesn't like to hold grudges against cats. She wants to have a mate and kits and wants them to grow up and be good warriors. She sometimes makes bad decisions and will back talk to the leader, deputy, or senior warriors without thinking about it and get herself in trouble, but other then that she is usually brilliant. She likes to play games and loves to play with kits. She is easy to talk with and loves to make new friends.
Paradisedream
Roleplayed by theoretically.
When Paradisedream was a young kit, she thought the world was kind, happy, and beautiful. She thought paradise was in the Nursery, where her now deceased mother and siblings lived with her. They were a amiable little family. Until he came into her life. Daddy and Mommy started fighting, fighting, fighting, all throughout winter - and it only grew worse when her siblings died from greencough. Mommy and Daddy were always yelling at each other, their hoarse cries ringing throughout Camp. Then, one day, Mommy died, and Daddy committed suicide. A sympathetic queen took the scarred kit under her wing, but she had seen too much, too early to ever be healed. Now, Paradisedream is different. She's skeptical about love and cynical about life, and refuses to let anyone into her heart. However, many have tried, and failed quickly. Her soft grey pelt, which is gently striped with cinder grey and finished off with dainty snowy white paws, stands a stark contrast against her cold,harsh blue eyes. This outer appearance is what many toms are attracted to, and Paradisedream feels that there is no need to show them what is inside - because what's the point, if someone's always out to hurt you?
Charcoalstreak
Roleplayed by Valiantconqueror
Black tom with light silver specks and dim silver eyes. He is calm most of the time, but can get mean and aggressive when he sees fit. He isn't much of a talker, more of a silent guardian to his clan and all of its members. He is interested in kits, loves to play with them even. He is always the first one to help a tiny kit in need. He's caring, kind, and sweet. But not all of him is nice. He is also devious, sneaky, and clever, like a shadow; he is always a step ahead of you. Now, this tom is a bit of a mysterious cat. He doesn’t really like to explain the reason of why he does things. But, most of the time, when he makes a move it’s for a specific reason.
Enchantedflame
Roleplayed by Secretkit
Pale, snow-white female with eyes of liquid gold. Her pretty pink nose often twitches with her whiskers, and she always finds herself getting into some kind of trouble. Not mischievous at all, Enchantedflame is simply innocent and curious, which leads to her always tripping or finding herself the eavesdropper of some unfortunate conversations. Beautiful, she walks with a spring in her now careful step, and aches to explore and tread every step of the territory that she can, even if that means going out on forbidden excursions into other territories in the dead of night. Why not see all that you can while you're alive? A cute and affectionate she-cat, Enchantedflame is never one to let her Clanmates down.
Lielong
Roleplayed by Streampaw297
A super soft golden tom with yellow stripes.He is the sweetest cat.He will follow everyone around everywhere for no reason.His tail is a bit crooked though, Nobody knows how he bent it, Not even him.He loves rolling around, Even playing with it.He is a bit shy around others that he dosent know, But he will do with anyone once he gets to know them.He loves time with other people.Everyone will love him, Once they get to meet him that is.
Tornadoknight
Roleplayed by Masqueradetrick
A black tom with silver stripes and gray eyes. The young tom is nice and respectful for the most part, unless he gets mad. He has a brother named Hailwind. Originally in Creekclan, he was born to a she cat named Thunderrose. She had a large litter of kits, but during his apprenticeship, he was offered by Falconfur, the Rippleclan deputy, to take his place as leader. But he never got the chance. Rippleclan, Creekclan, Fireclan and Airclan were destroyed. It was the hardest thing to go through. He headed to Nightclan, where he was shocked to see his old love, Sephiadream. But she was with a tom named Soundsilencer. It hardened his heart, making him even tougher. Eventually he left the clan and lived as a rouge with his brother for a long time. Together they roamed the forest not having a care in the world. However his heart yearned to be a Warrior again. Upon finding Ashclan, he grew to love and respect the clan. So with a reluctant mind, he asked to join. Being accepted thrilled him. Only his brother wouldn't join. But he serves and lives to please his new found home
Twilighttreasure
Roleplayed by Masqueradetrick
It lays within her heart. It's a magical thing that only those who seek it can find. The adventurers that explore her heart, know of the treasure that lays inside it. Twilighttreasure is a blackish gray she cat with white spots covering her pelt. As for her eyes, it's said they reflect her inner treasure. There are blue with hues of gold, orange, green and red. It's like they're portals that can easily suck you in. She is that kind of cat though. It's hard to deny that she is simply amazing. Nobody can hate her. It's hard to fight her in battle even, due to her delicate future. Love is a treasured thing to her, but not always the kind shared between a she cat and tom. She has that gentle love that is shared between anyone. Can there even be a cat like her out there? I think not. Upon her travels around the forest she stumbled upon a land that resembled treasure, just like her. It contained a volcano that captivated her. She didn't stay long though before cats seen this beautiful she cat. She was taken to Brookclan camp, and asked about what her reason for being in their territory was. Blushing, she explain she was awe struck by its beauty, and that she'd be honored to live in such a place. Cats laughed, but not at her, but because they understood. She was welcomed into the clan, known as Twilighttreasure. The name suited her, unlike her old name, which she refuses to repeat. Her loyalty is deep, and she will never betray her clan.
Rowanfur
Roleplayed by Masqueradetrick
Rise from the ashes. That's always what Ashclan seems to do huh? Well so has this tom cat. His chilling features are still all the same. Rowanfur. Once Missionary of Ashclan. His flame burnt orange fur is still bright and long, like his somali breed provides. His eyes are still the leafy green. He's still the same. Except... not totally. The once highly respected cat has stepped off of his throne. He is now just a simple cat. Simple minded, strong and loyal. But in a way, hes just so distant. Nobody is the same. No Seedflare or his kits. None of his fellow leading Ashclan cats. None of it. Its gone... like ash. Rowanfur is a undyingly loyal cat. He'd never betray his clan. However, he has left once. But will he do it again is the question? That can be answered with a simple no. He's back, here to stay
Vortexattraction
Roleplayed by єυρhσяια
A fluffy cream-colored she-cat with a spray of white freckles on her back with luring honey-gold eyes. Her fur is thicker and a little longer than most, and quite silky. She likes to "flirt" with every tom, though usually sticks to apprentices rather than warriors. She knows how to charm toms, and is experienced in the art of attraction. When you look into her eyes, they are like an endless vortex you are sucked into. It's like you want to just melt into those beautiful, calm, honey eyes and bask in the beauty that is her. She knows how to make someone feel special, and knows exactly which compliments to use in order to do it. She is very intelligent and usually aces hunting assignments. She loves stalking toms and then coming up behind them silently and curling her body around them, just for fun. She is a teaser and very mature, though she really is quite knowledgeable, she just doesn't show it because she feels that advertising her femininity and beauty will help her fit in better. She is very quick and light on her paws, and loves scenic displays of nature, for they feel magical to her. She really wants a mate who makes /her/ feel special for once, to have a love that goes deeper, beyond appearance and all feline understanding. But alas she is too young, is she not? Or not. Never too young for true love, right? It has potential everywhere, love. She is motherly to the kits and can be quite nice and caring if you look past her "trashy" way of expressing herself.
Pureinsanity
Roleplayed by qwerty1234567
His name is true, he is insane. His golden fur shines like sunbeams but his eyes are ash grey, and they reflect his purest insanity. He is daring, almost too daring, to the point that it's almost dangerous. His mother was Wolffrost, who died after she was done giving birth, so he never met her. His father is Kaito, and he has many siblings: Eternalsanctuary, Frightenedlamb, Dragonknight, Lauralwreath, and Corruptjudgement. He has senses, just not as much as most cats. He does respect his clan, and he definitely plans on protecting it. The reasons and details aren't as vital as that. Do I need to say much more?
Wildtail
Roleplayed by Wildtail9
Wildtail is a brave, but kind she cat. She had had a long history with the Clans, but had not yet found a place to settle down in for good. Perhaps BrookClan will be that place. Wildtail has a dark brown pelt with long fur that makes her look bigger than she accually is. And piercing green eyes, with an air of power over them. But don't let that fool you. She really is kind and caring. She was born a rouge; she can barely remember her own parents. She remembered the day when they had been attacked by badgers... Her parents had been killed. She, along with her littermates had hid themselves and were forced to watch the act. They led themselves here, to the clans. They all walk in diffrent Clans now. But she hopes to be welcomed here, in BrookClan.
Nobleheart
Roleplayed by JessieHall27
This is a tom who can hold his head high and feel good about himself. He is willing to risk his life to save just one other. He is willing to change his entire routine to fit in this abondonded kit who is in desperate need of the love and care that her parents lacked to give her. Any clan would be lucky to have such a strong, talented, loyal warrior amoungst their ranks. Most she-cats are pretty crazy about him. He wears a sleek brown tabby coat and looks at the world through smoldering amber eyes, but they only look at one she-cat with the warmth of true love. That would be his darling Fragilekit who is his adopted little sister. He decided on sister because he never really wanted to have kits. He found her on a cold leaf-fall night, alone and battered, sitting at the edge of a lake. She didn't know her name or where she was from but she went with him and joined BrookClan. Since she needed a name he called her Fragilekit for her delicate appearance. He took a chance on that one. Who knows what the kit could have turned out like but she ended up being a complete and utter angel and he could not love her more. He's really good with her as well as other kits. He's gentle, knows how to make them laugh, but also knows when to put his paw down. It's truly amazing the respect he gets from... Almost anyone, really. He's kind to everyone, he's funny, smart, and a great fighter. The majority of his scrimidges are ones he wins, though he is lacking a bit when it comes to hunting. There are a lot of skills he possess, but stealth is no one of them. He doesn't care much, he's got so many other things to be grateful for. All he hopes for in the future is for Fragilekit to grow into a beautiful, caring, brave, honest, and loyal she-cat who serves her clan as well as she can
Willowsong
Roleplayed by Angel.
The ones that have been hurt have the brightest smile. Overall, that comment explains Willowsong. She is a smaller than average she cat with dark brown fur and forest green eyes. Willowsong's fur has light brown highlights that can only be seen in the sun and her eyes will lighten or darken depending on her mood. She is very close with her loner sister Cedarspirit, but that is her only family. Her parents left the two she kits soon after they were born because they only wanted tom kits. The two sisters grew up together and shared everything until they reached warrior age and they started seeing potential mates in most toms they see. At this point in their lives they decided that it would be best for both of them to go their separate ways. Even though they don't stick together anymore, they are still sisters and find ways to see each other. Willowsong has yet to find a mate but one day she wants to settle down and have a big family. She wants to have a family to prove to herself that families can exist. She is a very kind, gentle and caring she cat, which is odd given her kithood. She is a good hunter but will not fight unless it is for a good cause or to defend something she loves. She is normally a bit shy when she first meets another cat but quickly brightens up everyone's day.
Crystalheart
Roleplayed by VividTemptation
She pads around like she doesn't care. With her beautiful blue eyes and soft white pelt. She thinks low of herself, but is very outgoing. A wonderful warrior at heart and skills. She can hunt at anytime of the seasons, and fight whenever needed. She is fierce and brave. She'd lay her life down for her clan without a second to spare. Her voice of velvet and her heart of love makes this she-cat rememberable. She takes care of the queens and kits before herself always. She remembers what it was like to have kits, but that was all taken away from her. Never again will she trust them. The smile is rare but if she likes you, it shows.
Whitebird
Roleplayed by VoyageToVictory
Her pelt is like a painting of sheer snow, freshly fallen from the blue skies above. She has a lithe body build, tall in height and lean in structure. The image of the pine forest is imprinted in her eyes, a sight that never fails to express her emotions. For this reason, she rarely looks a cat in the eye if she is anything other than happy. Whitebird was appropriately named, having a love for tree climbing, and traveling through the trees in general. The branches serve as her hunting ground, and gives her a colossal of an advantage in combat. Whitebird is often a goodhearted cat, though her mood is often subject to drift, and she'll always be on good terms with another; so long as they are willing to try and stay on good terms with her. She has a steady way of thinking, and is quite the rational decision maker. Joining Brookclan, she hopes to survive and possibly make a name for herself and find something to strive for.
Brokenwing
Roleplayed by xxtheoretically
A leopard without it's spots. A wolf without it's howl. A bird without it's wings. Brokenwing has gonethrough a lifetime of exclusion - her kinked tail and one blind eye adding to her odd reputation. She doesn't look any different from the outside - brown tabby pelt with off-white paws and chin. Eyes a lighter brown with pretty amber edges, the two colours fading nicely into each other. All this is fine, but lets remember something; someone with a rude personality is soon considered ugly. Those with a sugary reputation eventually look pretty. Though those who once had it all are ignored in no time, keeping their lives as anti-social as possible. Sometimes you can't turn back - lodged too deeply in your own despair; sometimes you prove yourself and claim back the position as 'normal warrior'. Brokenwing lead a normal life... At first. As a kit her jokes were the best among the nursery; as an apprentice she would be begged by other apprentices to come to every gathering with more jokes; as a warrior she would be ordered to sit still and shut her mouth. When this once-humerous she-cat reached the role of a warrior, her pleasant personality was childish, un-reasonable, even offensive. Through her first two moons as a warrior she bared through the complaints, trying to pursuade herself they were just joking around... Until her best friend, and definate crush, Sunwrath, told her - more hurtful and killing than anyone before... From that moment on she was silent - almost mute. She would go on patrol if she was called, otherwise sitting in the shadows or retreating to the forest. It felt like the weight of every cat in the clan was on her shoulders, the strong built Brokenwing resulting in some sort of self torture. Sunwrath never talked to her again - not even her brother, Fixedpuzzle. Nor did any cat... Unless if they were ordered to. For moons no one helped this young and once-pretty she-cat. For moons she was left to suffer on her own. Left to die alone. Brokenwing needs anyone - someone to share her silent torture with her...
Fixedpuzzle
Roleplayed by xxtheoretically
You can spend hours on a puzzle, slowly unwraveling the puzzle... Or cheat. Fixedpuzzle is as good as a complicated puzzle, one you have to spend moons to understand him even the slightest bit. His pelt is dark grey, his back dotted with black patches along with his paws, tail and face. Fixedpuzzle is humerous and quite the rulebreaker if he's not in a confusing mood, though it used to be impossible to see the other, more 'normal' side of his double personality. Ever since his dreams of StarClan (actually the Dark Forest) he's been training and training, forcing his personality to be twisted and turned, the ancestors making it almost impossible for him to breath under all the lies. Someone needs to untwine him - free him from the web of all the lies he's gotten himself into. Even if he does it himself, he will break free.
Amberstrike
Roleplayed by Snowybreeze
A Pale amber She-Cat with Yellow, Glowing Eyes. Fast, Fierce, Loyal, And Swift. Those Describe her in battle. She can Fight With the Intensity of a Queen to Protect her Kits. Her Blows are Fierce, and her Bark is no Warning of her Bite. She Speaks with the Wisdom of an Elder, but the Persistence of a Kit. She can think of Solutions on the Top of her Head. and won't Stand for fighting in her clan. Witty, Smart, Clever, and Level Headed. Those words Describe her when Dealing with Problems. She can think of a Solution to anything in no time. Cool, Calm, And Collected. Those words Describe her in Gatherings. She is cool as Ice. She is the one cat who doesn't Shout at Gatherings, She knows where she Belongs. But she isn't afraid to Stick up for who she needs to. She Can not stand cats picking on their own clan mates- even if they are from a Different clan.
SquirrelClaw
Roleplayed by FallenBrook
Claws like iron but breaks like glass, his memories cloud his past. His fur is dark brown on top, under his tummy and on the insides of his legs is lighter brown along with the backside of his fluffy tail, his fangs stick out of his mouth, his eyes are amber in color. He was a odd one as a kit always spending his tile in the trees like a squirrel, as he became a apprentice he had a advantage because he was skilled in climbing trees, he learned how to fight from the trees and how to hunt, as he grew so did his skills now he could drop and attack unsuspecting enemy's. Now that he is a warrior he is barely in the trees because of training, he has a crush on SkunkTummble. He hopes that one day he will have her as a mate or another she-cat and he hopes to also have kits one day.
Sweetburden
Roleplayed by Cobwebpaw
Out of touch. Out of love. Out of sight. Out of mind. If it's dark in a cold leaf-bare you've got her to keep you warm. If you're broken she'll mend you and keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on. Average build, average height but unique personality. Sweetburden gets her name from the sweetness which radiates from her. Wiry fur sticks out of her from all directions bathed in a rich gold apart from a patch of cream round her right eye. Irises almost garnet in the light but otherwise a greeny-blue. Her giggle can wash away the cobwebs from anyone's life. Burden? No matter what she has the need to care for others. Not in a medical way, but a motherly way. Battling another clan, no problem. But afterwards she'd make sure every cat on the battlefield, friend or foe, isn't seriously hurt or upset. Her burden is to feel affection towards every cat she comes across. She can't help it! Any place, any time; she'll have time to listen to you voice your worries or opinions. Whether you are innocent or you have death in your claws Sweetburden will hear you out. She'd pick you up when you get down. She would surrender her heart and swap it for yours if it was possible. This motherly sweetheart is loyal, forgiveful, willing and wise. Never has she laid a paw on anyone who hasn't deserved it. Sweetburden's very presence is of comfort and peace. You wouldn't hear a peep out of her, believing to be seen and not heard is the best way forward. This warriors parents now walk among Starclan and she has no siblings; her clan is her siblings. Walking through life with a burden of sweetness. Out of mind. Out of sight. Out of love. Out of touch.
Honorabledestroyer
Roleplayed by Cobwebpaw
Come midnight, come daybreak, gotta find me a namesake. I got faith but don't need bibles. Starclan may watch over us but hear my recital; I hold the title. It was wrong, this is wrong, but it feels so right. He didn't want to be the leader of a messed up generation and you wouldn't believe him if he told you the reasons why. Why he is now here. Basically Honorabledestroyer was born in Waterclan, raised as an apprentice in Waterclan but decided that clan wasn't right for him. So now he is here, walking among Brookclan. He doesn't fit in yet he knows this is the clan he should be in. Still, his reasons are his own. He often questions if he took it to far to abandon his clan and come here but still he marches on; you never see the last of him. With him it's no half mast, raise the flag. He likes to be the centre of attention and isn't the nicest of cats you'll meet. Though he is a handsome chestnut tabby with bright with intelligent amber eyes his name really shows his personality. Any honor he receives he destroys, not on purpose but he can't help his actions. If you hate him that's fine with him. He just grows to override the emotions of others round him. Honorabledestroyer's only weakness against pride is she-cats. They get to him at times. Making him question his life choices. But no worries; he always has to win and see you at the finish line.
Skyfall
Roleplayed by ~Wheatley~
Strong, handsome, and deadly, he is a master of stealth, and is incredibly skilled in paw-to-paw combat. He has short, light-brown fur, intense blue eyes, and a strong build, making up for in strength and speed what he lacks in size. He has a dash of black fur across his throat, a white chest and paws, and a slightly darker brown muzzle. He trusts absolutely no one; he has seen how easily cats can betray eachother, and refuses to be hurt by it. Rather edgy in personality, he prefers to stay to himself, staying rigid against the winds of change, despite his honorable, noble, and trustworthy personality.
Shymonster
Roleplayed by Neon♫
Being of the littlest of his bunch, Shymonster still had the strongest of strength of all his family. But still, he has much to learn of how to use it. He is a very young-spirited tom, crazy for his next exciting adventure outside of his natural world. As far as he knows, he is a totally different kind of cat. But still being so uncontrolled in his spirit, he could be often forgotten by others. Cats could usually tease him about his own personality. But this bothers him none. He is quite a looker, but to him, looks don't matter, it only matters on what is on the inside. But willingly, he can become friends with anyone. Shymonster's appearance, puffy, but well soft pelt, his furs are a gray, overlapped with black but his face is a bit lighter of color, almost to be white, and his eyes are like the puddles of blue ocean water, with amber edging. You could say that he would be fit for anyone, but really, he isn't setting his mind on having a mate anytime soon. But he has quite an eye, for only those who seem to be in need of him. He is always happy to help anybody who needs him, but leaving responsibility to those who need to gain self-confidence. Rainpuddle would be quite pleased to have an apprentice to teach, and lead. His skills are very outstanding, but still needs work on his edges. He would be more than happy to work on any quest laid out upon him. This is Shymonster.
Maskedphantom
Roleplayed by *Mushroom*
Like an angle she fell to earth casting a dark shadow over everyone who dares to stray to close to her. Long black slender legs and tail give away to a snow white torso, a black mask drops from her ears to her eyes which glitter from deep with in. Violet like lilac her eyes dance with mischief. This is no sweet cat, but and phantom that haunts the forest, she is a danger to anyone who dares to harm her clan mates and like a ghost she will hunt you down and kill you before you can say mouse. Toms and mesmerized by her stunning markings making them stop and stare as she pads by. Maskedphantom will settle down with the right tom but the time hasn't come for that and for now she'll play with hearts.
Horizonshatter
Roleplayed by Secretkit
Dust devil swept you away. Whirling, playful, dancing about you. My recollections are all that’s left of you. Swirl and sway, without me. What’s left of you is ash and urn in this silent horizon. The love of his life danced in his dreams for moons, for so long. However, the beautiful she-cat had died in a fire started by a fire, and under rock. Horizonshatter almost went mad throughout the transformation that marked his becoming a warrior after moons of heartbreak, but now he is silent, and walks the forest crying silently for the she-cat he could have had love him, if only he’d made his move. This grey tom blends in with the wet rocks on which he has cried over for years, and his silent blue eyes are rimmed with dark red, the very insanity that gnaws at his soul every second of the day. He is a fantastic runner when he needs to be, for after Snowflake died he blamed himself for not getting to her side faster, and so he practiced harder and harder at his running skills for years. It’s hard, being Horizonshatter, but he appears to be managing better than most cats thought he would. Kind, but intimidating.
Sabledawn
Roleplayed by T'wasADream
Sabledawn's build is average, perhaps a bit small and slender, but her body hardly matches her exotic coloration- looking much like the purebred kittypets in town, Sabledawn has a mostly fawn-colored frame with dark, rich brown points at all of her extremities. Her big, round eyes are a soft cerulean. The most notable trait about this young warrior is her bouncy personality, chock full of restless energy and always ready to go go go! She has a knack for talking at incredible speeds about nothing in particular at all, and it's shocking how long she can talk without ever needing a reply. Of course, she doesn't have to be this way- she knows how to cork up her mouth, but if allowed, Sabledawn will easily talk the ear off of anyone she's around. Even when she's by herself she seems like a chatterbox. She sings, dances, and runs about for no reason at all. She’s a perpetual kit at heart. Ever cheerful, it's not easy to get this female down. Except catching ill or being joked about. She’s a bit sensitive, but for the most part she's an overly optimistic, cheerful, happy-go-lucky lady who simply brims with energy. Unfortunately, and also quite strange for a cat of her nature, Sabledawn is rather lazy when it comes to hard work and clan-oriented responsibilities. Rather than helping out, this she-cat would definitely prefer skipping out of menial, tedious tasks in favor of adventures and races and tumbling about with apprentices or bothering the elders. Even as a warrior she's fond of avoiding her duties in order to get herself into loads of trouble. Sure, she's earned herself plenty of punishments for such immaturity, but it's all in good fun. Her hearts in the right place, and she loves her clan dearly. Oddly enough, this Siamese lass has a darker side to her personality, and it comes out to play on a daily basis. Most pay it no heed since she's so often friendly, bouncy, and fun, but in conversation one can quickly discover how nasty and mean this little wretch can be. Not on purpose, of course, but Sabledawn is shockingly brutal when it comes to opinions, and her own opinions overshadowing those of others. She’s blunt in conversation, rarely sugarcoating her feelings in spite of her generally optimistic nature, and will tell it how she sees it. She doesn't particularly like hurting the feelings of others, but she's not going to coddle anyone because they don't like what she has to say. She’s unsympathetic, but that doesn't mean she's not loving. She just believes in tough love, and in spite of her arguments she gets herself into, Sabledawn is an easily forgiving she-cat who rarely holds a grudge.
Darkshadow
Roleplayed by slender.
A dark grey tabby tom with misty blue-grey eyes. His name pretty much tells you everything. His heart is as dark as a moonless night and he thrives on violence. He's swift and silent and can sneak up on any cat. StarClan? Bah! That's just a nursery story told to feeble minded kits to soothe their cowardly fears. Darkshadow has few friends because many cats do not enjoy his company (not that he'd enjoy theirs either!). Battling is what he lives for and he practices his skills for the majority of his time. You wouldn't want to meet this cat in a dark, secluded place. He'd sooner see you dead than blink at you.
Ashcloud
Roleplayed by slender.
A beautiful light-gray she-cat with black speckles from her head all the way down to the tip of her tail. Her eyes are a dark sky blue that are like small windows into the sky. Ashcloud has a small, petite form that gives her agility that larger cats tend to lack. Her quick reactions and impromptu decisions enhance her hunting skills. She has yet to come back from hunting without bringing something back for the fresh kill pile. Her boldness and ferocity in her actions make her seem like a ruthless warrior, but once you get to know her you'll get to see a much softer and caring side to her. Ashcloud is known for her loyalty to her friends and will always come to their aid no matter the situation. She is a real asset to her clan.
Whitefeather
Roleplayed by Neon
With eyes like the shards of frozen ocean waters, reveals the sad and detained stories of Whitefeather's broken life timeline. Each of his pains, worse than the last, time after time, he is forcing himself to pull himself together again. In his younger times, he was revealed to have not much of a life. He was know to be as halfclan, SunClan, and Earthclan, which are neither part of BrookClan. Especially his siblings, who all grew up in all different clans. The realization of being alone. Forever? Whitefeather's life has been stained for a whole lifetime. But even through the time of his hurt, he has learned to be a lovable and courageous cat. Whitefeather's Looks make him incredibally daring and seem to attract much attention. His whitened pelt cascades into his lithe form, and falls into a lightened gray. His tail is of many colors. From the start, black stripes, then fades into a gray, and crosses over into a golden brown. His personality is even better than he looks. He makes sure to keep a straight attitude, to seem happy, even through the deep, he isn't. Whitefeather likes to teach others of things, or to pass on his own knowlage to younger cats. Though the love he expeirianced was not enough, is there still time for him to learn to love? He can seem emotionless, but have much of emotion. He is rolling in the deep, the unknown lands of no happiness. Is there still hope for him? Can someone save him from this darkness?
Paradiseglow
Roleplayed by Spottedfire54
There is no true paradise, and yet this she-cat is named Paradiseglow. Golden fur coats her dainty frame, giving her a delicate appearance, an apearance that makes anyone believe that one touch would shatter her. Enlightened striking amber eyes are her signature features, always widened in joy. Known to be happy-go-lucky and carefree, nothing bothers her until it is a true burden like a thorn caught in her paw. Having boundless energy, Paradiseglow in at one place to the next to the next, always on the go. Often found outside of camp, exploring the nooks and crannies until not one place is left uncovered, she has been known to go stir crazy if she has been cooped up in camp for more than a few days. Naturally humorous and jubilant when others are around, she is truly the life of the party, as some would say. No matter what, wherever her home is and there is space to roam, she is in a paradise of her own.
Heatherspeckle
Roleplayed by Spottedfire54
Refined and elegant like the wind itself, this is Heather; free and flowing as if she were a sublime breeze, yet she carries a regal quality that the dangerous gales who are responsible for flattened landscapes everywhere do not. With a smile that speaks her benevolence for her, she has never been one to speak when around others and is often coy when spoken to. No one would expect this from a she-cat who was so prim and proper like Heather. Fine light tabby fur coats her petite frame, giving her an almost doll-like figure. Her soft blue eyes seem as if they are cosmic, filled with wonder and curiousity. With a calm and collected demeanor, it is rare for her to lose her cool, and once she does, it is never pretty. It isn't that this she-cat is two-faced - she's far from two-faced. Truthfully, it is as if she has multiple personalities and is shuffling through them like a deck of cards, choosing one after another to display.
Shadedequinox
Roleplayed by finalblow.
Green eyes, that have never seen. His eyes have never seen the color of dawn, after being born with a disability. Yes, Shadedequinox was born blind. His eyes have been both a curse and a gift. Being blind, he has never seen the darkness of the world. He'd never seen hate, only heard it. He'd never seen the looks he was given, only heard the dark taunts. And he's okay with that. His dual-toned green eyes have saved him. They've also cursed him, making it even harder to survive. It made it so that he had to fight to learn, had to work harder to understand. He had to develop reflexes, learn to rely on his ears and nose instead of his eyes. It was a bit of a challenge, but well worth his wile. Now, he feels he's just as good as any other warrior, maybe better. He had to learn in a way that more than challenged him, almost broke him, and it made him stronger. Shadedequinox is a burly brown tabby tom, with a pelt so dark it seems to be almost black. His personality isn't as dark, though. He strives to be the best possible, but that's basically it. He is pretty even tempered. Other than being blind, he really isn't that special, though. No sparks in personality. Ohwell. Nothing wrong with being an average Joe?
Patchstrike
Roleplayed by Spottedfire54
Ah, it's a wonderful cat life! Never once has this tomcat thought of the consequences of any of his actions, which makes him a carefree and rowdy spirited character. His eyes, which are always bright and filled with zeal, are a bright caribbean blue, which is the center of his charm. Semi-thick white fur with black patches coats his average frame, which is how he got his name, Patch. Boisterous and affable, it is no wonder he has many friends and has no trouble making new ones. Always wearing a charming and artful smile, it is hard to believe that he hardly has a notion in his head about love or toying with a she-cat's heart. Constantly trying to live life to its fullest, he is always attempting new things and testing out the results. Ah, it's a wonderful cat life!
Flickeringfirework
Roleplayed by theoretically.
Stripped to the waist, we fall into the river - cover y