Leader
Endlessstar | sleepingwithsirenss
Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery's shadow or reflection: the fact that you don't merely suffer but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you suffer. I not only live each endless day in grief, but live each day thinking about living each day in grief. A life spent exploring, lurking in the shadows, and trying to discover a purpose. Attempting to discover the light in the darkness that has overshadowed every aspect of one’s life. Endlessshadows is the optimum of these discoveries. An obsidian tom, dark as the shadows in which he may lurk, grey streaks litter his tail and climb up his legs. These aren’t of age, for the tom is nothing more than a young warrior in that manner, but a marking in which he was born possessing. Cerulean blue optics, that pierce and search as sharp and cool as ice. Silver flecks can be seen in the center of these enchanting orbs. Although a bit bitter and resentful at times, this tom is one of the most loyal creatures you will meet in your entire life. He is bold and adventurous, always striving to be the best for his clan that he possibly can be. However, this tom is very sharp tongued and snappy, and he usually doesn't allow himself to get close to others. He can be pessimistic at times and his negativity is often well reasoned. He is very arrogant and carries himself with an air of superiority. This tom is mysterious, in a manner unknown to many others. His true mannerisms buried underneath a strongly built wall. He has trouble taking many situations seriously, his view on many situations quite mirth filled. He likes to keep other cats company, though he often does so in silence, rather than babbling about things that are of little importance. He takes his duties as Leader very seriously. He is always looking for new and inventive ways to assist others and he likes to think of himself as some kind of saint. His sarcasm can be a bit harsh and this fiery tom always seems to have a clever comeback to even the simplest of insults. He is always curious and he loves to learn new things. He has a tendency to be flirtatious and pull off jokes that aren’t necessary in order to lighten tension in any situation. He has had a hard life, and often this has affected his point of view on life. Pain is evident in every aspect of this tom's past. Abandoned as a kit he was forced to survive at a young age. He developed early on and learned to live on his own. Endurance and grace were stiffened and ingrained into his very being. The tom however at about 4 moon of age though he had finally found a home. A seemingly kind group of rogues offered to watch over the kit. Being a bit naive despite his experience he accepted. However, soon things turned bitter. Just as he was reaching the age of an apprentice they began to torture him they deluded him and drove the tom cat into practical insanity. He managed to escape covered in gashes and everlasting mental scars. The tom kit however finally found his true home. When lost in clan territory the young tom was discovered by a patrol of EarthClan cats. They offered to take him in and despite his hesitance from past experience but he eventually agreed. Endlesspaw grew and rose within the clan working hard physically and mentally. Despite his mental withdraw the tom thrived and soon rose up to the level of leader of EarthClan. Despite his personality quirks he is a great cat at heart. Deep inside he possesses a level of kindness and loyalty that is beyond the normal expectations. Due to past occurrences, however, he has withdrawn this true side to him, burying it deep inside and not revealing it to anyone, except those few cats he has grown closest to. To truly get to know this tom is a rare experience, yet, it is an experience that one will never forget. Where there is much light, the shadow is deep.
Staff
Deputy
Dapplefire | WarriorCats#1Fan!!!
Her mind gives her a sort of stupor. Burdened by the memories of the past, burdened by the projections of the future, She goes on living - at the minimum. She doesn't live at the maximum. Her flame remains very dim. Once she starts dropping thoughts, the dust that she has collected in the past, the flame arises - clean, clear, alive, young. Her whole life becomes a flame, She is a flame without any smoke. Let happiness consumes itself like a flame. It cannot burn for ever, it must go out, and the presentiment of its end destroys her at its very peak. This is Dapplefire. The misery of her life. The burning candlestick that someday will go out. The burning as the wax drips on to you finger. And the hardships as it dulls, clinging to you, not wanting to fall into an infinite darkness. She is a somewhat orange she-cat with a red dappled back. She has brilliant watery blue eyes, which cease the fire within her burning heart. Her paws and tail are red, as well as her ear tips. She has silky fur and strong leg muscles. She is deathly afraid of water . When she was just a mere apprentice, her mother drowned in a large and tenebrous river. She has burned through the hardships in life, but burns on. The generous abundance of her passion,without guile or trickery, was like a white flame which penetrated and found response in depths of his own sensuous nature that had never yet been reached.
Co Deputy
Shadowpunch | xxillumination
Dark as night, crisp as an owl's hoot. Shadowpunch is the essence of darkness. His fur is black, no light hues breaking into the solitary color. His eyes are the only splash of color that exists on his exterior. They glow a rather venomous green, cunning and full of emotion. You'd look at this cat and think he was a monster. A killer. Someone who'd betray you with the first chance he got. That's far from the truth, however. Shadowpunch may be silent and ominous, but he's loyal to Earthclan. His love for his clan has been evident in the many battles he's fought for them. Shadowpunch is not Earthclan born, but it has been all he's really ever known. He was found abandoned as a kit, and thus was brought into Earthclan ranks. Rarely does he consider himself an outsider, and most have forgotten it anyway. Though his social skills are lacking, Shadowpunch works very hard for his clan. His strongest trait is his brute strength. He's a tactical lord. But of course, he's not one to lose his composure. He looks at bravery and honor differently than those who look to bloodlust to cure them. Fighting, in his opinion, is a resort. It shouldn't be used unless necessary. This says a lot about his character. Shadowpunch has the issue of not really being able to see his true worth. In some instances, he sees himself as unable to lead Earthclan someday. The reason he continues, you ask? Simply because of his loyalty and bravery. He doesn't want to let his clan down because of the fact that if he did, who knows what would happen to them.
Medicine Cat
Squirrelstreak l Hinata-Kun
Squirrelstreak is a hyper active, out of control, she-cat with light brown fur and glistering green eyes. She's a talker, that much is for sure, and at times you can never get her to shut up. Squirrelstreak is known for her bubbling personality and her ability to make a cat smile even in the worst of times. Her original dream was to become a warrior and she was an apprentice for a short time. However, dreams never seem to last, or at least not for Squirrelstreak. After a hunting accident that rendered her left foreleg useless she was forced to abandon her dreams of ever becoming a warrior and became a medicine cat to accommodate for her need to feel important in Earthclan once more. Despite Squirrelstreak's rough past she still finds room to smile and isconstantly on a mission to make others laugh. You'd think she'd hate being a medicine cat but after her accident she's determined to never allow another cat to become permanently injured like she was.
Medicine Cat Apprentice
Warriors
Duskowl | rphasodic.xoxo
Have you ever seen a barn owl? Beautiful and deadly creatures they are. They are graceful and swift. Now take that image and transfer it into a cat. His base coat is a cream color, like a farm fresh egg with brown hues. Along his back spots sparkling brown and orange flecks. His legs are covered in ashen brown spots. His chest, muzzle and eyes are lined in white. As towards his eyes, one is gold and the other is blue. Its odd how they reflect against light. Duskowl is an apprehensive cat. Rarely does he trust anyone. Perhaps its because he can hardly trust himself. But that is because he can never let himself make a correct decision. These decisions? Mostly about love. See, he is a hopeless romantic. Simple and pure. Back in his days before Earthclan, he fell in love with many cats. Mostly she cats, a couple toms. But he never could find the right partner, and each relationship ended as badly as the one before it. Therefore, Duskowl doesn't trifle in love anymore, just the rare hookup. He couldn't let himself fall in love ever again. Duskowl is a tom cat who is strong and brave. He fights valiantly for his clan and makes sure they are proud of him. He aims to be leader one day and hopes for the best. Besides his strength and weakness of love, he is a very thoughtful cat. He worries about everything and everybody. Not really surprising for a cat like him though. So, just like an owl your encounter can either be beautiful or deadly to your heart.
Desirebite | rphasodic.xoxo
A laugh echos in your ears. Blue eyes like ice a visual from the mist. And next thing you know, you're dead. Desirebite is a master of trickery. She seems all sweet and innocent at first, delicate like a tiger lily, but past her delicious looks, she is a cold blooded malicious cat. Desirebite has deep crimson fur with black paws. Her eyes as mentioned already are very light icy blue. Much like her mothers. Yes, many forget that she was born to Foxfire, the once Medicine Cat and betrayer to Nightclan. She was raised to reject Starclan and everything they stand for, to rather look to the Dark Forest. She has no ounce of loyalty to Nightclan, but stays there by her mothers wishes. The one cat she absolutely hates is Patchwater, the cat who was supposed to be her father but abandoned her before she was even born. She moved to Earthclan with her mother later in her life to get away from her old home.
Triplerainbow | rphasodic.xoxo
A tortie point she cat like her mother with oddly pinkish green eyes. Her mother you ask? The now dead Tricklove, ex co deputy of Earthclan. She isn't like her mother though. She isn't snappy or rude, rather shy and reserved. The name she was given was because of the three colors on her pelt and her exotic almost rainbow reflectant eyes. As mentioned Triplerainbow is a very shy she cat. She hardly ever speaks unless needed. She is horrible with toms which she definitely didn't inherite from her outgoing mother. Her sister is Dolphinsplash. She wished that she would've been able to know her mom, she only hears stories. And with little faith in Starclan, she doesn't allow herself to dream. Triplerainbow is a fast cat. She is very cunning if she choses to be ad well.
Bramblespider | #duck
They say the creep crawlies only come out at night, but in this case they're wrong. Her willowy build is a striking feature if not for her eye-catching tortoiseshell coat. A white bib curls against her chest in a sea of ebony and ginger battling for dominance. The black of her fur is shadowy and grave, matching her solemn expression and somber green eyes. But like the powerful surge of energy that awakens in her limbs each day, a fiery golden has broken from the mask of darkness and awakened to a very witty character. Her tongue can be brittle on occasion for her very real trust issues, although her reasons for these discrepancies aren't the most legitimate. Nightmares hound at her heels and threaten to deprive her of the simple joys in life and of her sanity which has become her most valuable possession. Her fear of losing herself has caused her to shun others in case they create impressions in her personality, thus she lacks major social skills. She spends as much time away from camp as she possibly can, but makes sure to return with something to show whether it be scars from defending the borders from enemy warriors and predators or a couple of hares that were no match for her powerful sprints. It's a rare occurance that she be found in camp and most of the time it is during the day, as at night she slinks away to her own burrow. She is determined to be an asset to her clan, but there's only so much a spider can do when it is so far rooted in a nest of brambles that hold it to its fate.
Searose | rphasodic.xoxo
A white and auburn she cat with aqua blue eyes. She is swirled like a painting on a canvas. It was decided from birth that she would be a determined cat. Headstrong in a sense. Searose is a beautiful she cat, its almost like magic. She can bewitch any tom to follow her. But she is emotionally attached to whoever her heart weaves around. So for this reason she gets really jealous when a tom she likes goes after another she cat. So much that she gets vicious. Aside from that she is an avid swimmer. She gets it from her mother and father. Her mother is Foxfire, the ex Medicine Cat. Her father is Stormsword, a brave warrior. She has three littermates, Wolfcrest, Swanpool, and Blackknight. And a half sister, Desirebite. But to her surprise, she was moved to Earthclan.
Cloudednight | Nettlecrest
A lithely built she-cat with dense coal black fur and asparagus green eyes. Cloudednight is a difficult cat to understand. Ever since she was a kit, she has known who she wanted to be, and what she wanted to be like. Cloudednight is meticulous, saying what she means exactly how she wants it to come across. She's also very patient, and likes it when she gets what she wants. So when she sees something she wants, she's prepared to wait until she gets it. Cloudednight is incredibly judgmental, and because she is so meticulous, she will notice anything about someone. Now, whether she tells this cat what she thinks about them, that will depend. Cloudednight is not cruel, or nasty, but she does have a sharp tongue. Cloudednight's flaw, however, is not as obvious as you might think. This she-cat has silent pride and a mild case of arrogance, that clouds her observational skills. No matter what, though, Cloudednight stays true to herself, and her loyalty never fails.
Coalbreeze | baewolf
Dark, mysterious. There are many different ways to discribe this handsome tomcat. His body isn't one of a typical warriors. Coalbreeze is tall, towering over most cats he meets. He has a long, skinny tail and short fur that clings to his wiry body. But underneath that fur lies thick muscles that ripple with strenght. His fur is a dark, coal grey coolor. But along his chin and a few flecks across his muzzle is a sandy ginger color. Coalbreeze's eyes stnad in great contrast with his dark pelt. They're a bright yellow color with hints of green around the pupil. Though he may looks stone cold and heartless, with his many scars and ragged ears, Coalbreeze is actually a very genuine tom. He cares deeply for any cats lower them him, giving him the qualities of a fantastic leader. He is very strong and brave, and an brilliant fighter on top of that. Most cats find him intimidating, and they have the right to do so. He rarely looses a battle, and that fact is known among all the cats in the forest. They fear him. But it's not only his strenght that allows him victory over others, it's his intelligence. He fights with his head, thinking and planning out battle moves as he goes. Picking out weaknesses of others and using those to his advantage. Through all of his victories though, Coalbreeze looses the one he wants most; love. He has never been able to find a mate, not matter how hard he tries. He is smooth and sweet with she-cats, they are just daunted by his size. Maybe one day he can find someone who looks inside of him first.
Cottonchaser | rphasodic.xoxo
A slight breeze blows a white flurry around you. Not snow, the air signals it's to warm for snow. Spindles are the shape of the flying white. Cotton? Cotton. Cottonchaser was born on a warm summers eve. He was born with a brown pelt, like a walnut. Starting from his forehead, to his rump is a stripe of white. Tipping his abnormally fluffy tail is white as well. His left front paw is white as well, which is his dominant paw. With eyes of different color, he seems a little odd, gold in one, ice blue in the other. He is definitely one of a kind. Cottonchaser was born with a brother who's name came to be Lotusvenom. Together, they grew up in the wild, without a clan to stake claim to. They always knew about them though, but their mother spoke of how vile the clans were. So Cottonchaser grew up with a solitude family. His mother and brother were all he knew. As he got older his mother past away and his brother grew more aggressive, Cottonchaser was left to hold his life together. Lotusvenom yearned for clan life. Cottonchaser was indifferent. So together, they trekked to the clan territories. Joining Earthclan seemed suitable to them. When Fireflystar passed away, Cottonchaser was awarded the title as deputy. Cottonchaser as himself is a highly respectable cat. He lives to a code of chivalry that most considered to be dead. But of course, not everyone is perfect. Cottonchaser is highly judgmental of others, even if he doesn't realize it. Just the way he looks at another cat can tell you he's sizing them down. But, nevertheless, he is a natural born leader. And always will be.
Berrybriar | #duck
A frail optimism all too quickly shattered by the missiles the world seems determined to hurl at him. Unluckiness bites at his heels, the thorny briars of misfortune tangling about him and catching in the soft strands of his brightly striped fur. He treats every unfolding day as a new opportunity, each rising sun another chance for him to lead a happier life. The world, however, is not quite as bright and sunny towards him as his optimism would require to persevere. Instead, each unlucky step he takes places a crack in the armor of optimism that glows in his green eyes, eventually shattering his guard altogether. The traumatizations of Berrybriar’s affliction with bad luck get under his sweet skin with ease, and add up to create a feline far removed from an optimistic creature, one who would startle at a drop of rain. Berrybriar is as sweet and bright as the berries growing by the side of the road what with his orange fur and fragile disposition, but more than often he is the berry which tumbles off its branch and is left smashed in the mud underfoot.
Azurespark | sleepingwithsirenss
Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue. Enchanting. This delicate she-cat can basically be summed up in that one little word. From her captivating dark blue gaze to her long, thin silver body. Azurespark has an unusual and yet oddly captivating appearance. She is very observant and has a fairly practical mindset, leaving dreaming up to the kits. When Azurespark starts something she sees it through until the finish, with a steadfast determination. She cannot multitask as she places all of her focus on the task she has on hand. Azurespark is a very optimistic and uplifting cat, always providing whatever encouragement to others that she can. She always sees the glass as half full and she seizes whatever opportunities she can. Azurepsark is fun-loving and enjoys making jokes, just to make others feel better. She's a bit selfish preferring to keep things to herself and she can be vain at times. She loves being surrounded by friends and often this young she-cat get uncomfortable whenever she is alone. Azurespark has little skill fighting and prefers peace over conflict any day.
Lotusvenom | rphasodic.xoxo
A lotus flower is a beautiful thing. It represents purity and love. But then there is venom. A dangerous substance that only brings death. When born, he had the love of the lotus. Lotusvenom was a simplistic kit, but ambitious at the same time. His pelt is a dark brown, his paws a much lighter shade of tan. He has doberman marks above his eyes in black, paired with as his black ears and tail tips. Lotusvenom has strangely colored eyes, one a violet-blue and the other a vibrant green. Lotusvenom isn't alone within Earthclan. Lotusvenom grew up outside of clan life with his brother Cottonchaser. Together, they joined Earthclan. Shortly after, Cottonchaser was promoted to deputy. This infuriated Lotusvenom. He wanted it. And he wouldn't have let it go. This tom is a brute, but also a cat who is loyal to his friends. He wouldn't lay a claw on anyone who didn't deserve it. At the same time, his ambition is strong and is something for any leader to worry about.
Echofire | pebblebeam.
His fur is a ginger mist, his eyes a vibrant green. Echofire is a dreamer, ever calm and collected. He is a hard worker, yes, but sometimes his adventures outside the camp lead him to places where he never expected to go. Echofire is very famous with the kits of the Clan; he knows just what they'd like to play and knows he will be a wonderful father someday. There just happens to be one problem: no matter how easily he can speak to toms and kits, Echofire becomes very nervous around she-cats. Whether they have a sharp tongue or they are gentle and sweet, he can't seem to find his footing around them. However, as soon as they give him time to collect himself and become a gentleman once more, he can talk to them just as easily as another cat... Although most she-cats don't give him the time of day. He is handsome, kind, and trustworthy, a good friend to all.
Raccoonfight | Silverfin1313
He's the essence of daredevil in the flesh: the piece of danger that you never thought you'd see in a living cat. He's survived crazy stunts before: nothing will stop him. Raccoonfight is one of those cats that won't ever stop, and he lets you know it. This tom is a marbled tabby with the marble almost covering him on his back, but a few bits of tan poke through. His most distinctive feature is his eye mask, though: a dark path over his eyes that gave him his name, along with his bushy tail. His manners are much like a raccoon: feisty, playful, lover of fish. That's important: he loves fish. Though he may seem raucous and rude and wild, he is really quite a kind cat, if you manage to befriend him. Which isn't too hard. He's a lover of good times and fun, so you'll never have a boring moment with this cat. His past is simple: he was a good kit, then a ducky apprentice. Finally, when he got his warrior name, he decided that fun was his top priority: hunting and patrols could all do with a dab of lightness. That's his main specialty: humor. His mastery: his true talent. He works with it like other artists work in oils or clay.
Smokyspark | #duck
As a moth is drawn to a flame is this feline’s soul drawn to trouble. Where some explosive concoction is brewing, Smokyspark wants to be there when it all blows up. With such an affinity for danger as she possesses, the traits of being headstrong and reckless are undoubtedly tied in. Her stubborn spirit is housed inside a delicate frame clothed by a cloak of dark grey, a smoky shade as her name would suggest. White peeks through at her belly and feet, blue eyes mounted in a sweet face. Appearing as she does a delicate little feline possessing a naturally innocent impression about her countenance, one wouldn’t suspect such a troublesome nature to be contained inside. This personality, however, comes very apparent quite quickly once a conversation is struck, something Smokyspark makes sure of. She does everything in her power to dispel the naïve look attached to her rounded face, her wayward tongue rebelling alongside her reckless actions. The adrenaline rush of some broken rule or a narrowly avoided demise is the thing which she craves, and so far she possesses the wits needed to obtain that fix and in turn survive it.
Dragonflydash | #duck
Born the first of his brotherhood, ever since the day he beat his three brothers into the light Dragonflydash has been determined to place first in every other aspect of his life. An all or nothing policy dictates his actions, either winning the race by a mile or not entering it at all. On the rare occasion he loses some competition, a two out of three rematch will be swiftly demanded with numbers only climbing until he finally triumphs over his opponent. To lose is an unacceptable outcome in his competitive mind. A sort of arrogance born from winning so many times has been known to accompany the ginger tom’s personality, but it is a belief in his abilities based on some fact. Determined as he is to be the first of them all, Dragonflydash has always taken it upon himself to go the extra mile in training and other such pursuits, affording him more advanced abilities which could easily win over those who only scrape by. With his bright green eyes permanently affixed to the first-place prize, Dragonflydash will not rest until the trophy resides in his white-washed paws.
Dustybone | Mousely
“Trust me. I’m a hero,” followed by a nod and maybe a wink. He believes this to be charming, maybe even a little ‘cool’, but that’s far from the truth. Dustybone is as cheesy as they come, dropping flirtatious one liners that not even his great grand sire would have uttered. A hopeless romantic if there ever was one, constantly pushing his boundaries as he’s not the most subtle tom. His secrets and desires have a way of becoming as obvious as an open book. Each thought and dream is penned in this unlocked diary in full view of his peers. In ways this makes him a very trustworthy individual, as predictable as his thoughts are, they never include betrayal. No, even with his persistence to bother every she-cat he meets (often leading to a good beating if she happens to have a mate), his heart remains as true as his word. For he may seem sinister by his antics, in truth it’s all an innocent game. Still he’s a dusty old bone, unchanged by time, covered in a smooth layer of dusty brown fur an appearance which is given life by his pale amber gaze where the fire for romance burns.
Fernflick | Cherrywish
Can you see the beauty within? Precisely. The definition of beauty: a combination of qualities, such as shape, color, or form, that pleases the aesthetic senses, esp. the sight. No one would notice the vibrant-eyed weirdo in the back, who only refuses to speak even the slightest of words. But what they do not know is what kind of soul that cat has blossomed in to; one that is fabricated by a golden thread, stitched even more so delicately than a spider's spindly web. Who is incredibly intricate, yet so simple to break down. One who cares and who knows the meaning of scared stiff, because she's been it herself since she was borne. That one poor spirit who will always remain, frozen in time with a wintry heart and glazed, glass eyes speckled in copper and hazel. Timid and frail, Fernflick remains a burden with a broken and uneducated past, though her voice, thick and sweet like honey nectar, bursts out. The one and only that will speak for itself.
Pineguardian | xxillumination
Guard the trees. Forever let the forest grow. Pineguardian isn’t like a tree hugger kind of cat, but she definitely loves her trees. Pineguardian is a rusty brown she cat, with white snaking from her underbelly and reaching up her sides and neck. Her eyes are a very natural, sunshine yellow. She’s actually rather attractive. Pineguardian is a silent goddess. She isn’t the kind to come up and strike a random conversation. But she isn’t an introvert either. Pineguardian can talk all day with someone she feels comfortable with. Her best traits are her battle skills. Most cats don’t get to see it right away, but she has a strong determination. She is a fighter, one who has to win at all costs. For this, she has a stubborn nature. Though it’s not ambition that drives this, in fact, its love. Love for her clan..
Paledawn | sleepingwithsirenss
A weave of pastel colors, stretching and reaching into the vast sky. Vibrant repercussions, contrasting starkly against one another. Whistles ring, through the morning like a silent caller, searching for one of its own. A lean tom, muscles rippling under the surface of a beige pelt, blue0grey stripes run up and down his legs. Built for speed, long legs help propel this tom, and assist him in getting wherever he needs to be. A flash of gold eyes reaches from the far distance. Odd in his mannerisms, Paledawn doesn’t take to normalcy as easily as the normal cat. He always has a plan of some kind, and behind his roughly sketched attitude is a scheming personality. Paledawn is reserved in the manner that the few words he does speak are of little relevance, and make little sense.
Cougarfall | sleepingwithsirenss
Strength, courage, and honesty are three traits that mold this feisty young tom. Cougarfall has a love for all things creative and he has always been considered a bit of an odd ball. He loves to watch the sunset and identify the different shades of colors he sees alight in the sky. Cougarfall has a love for music and art and enjoys adventuring. His light brown pelt has very light, almost invisible, stripes running through it. He has a white under belly and a matching white tell tip. His eyes are forest green with golden flecks near the center. He has a tall and lean physique with muscles rippling beneath the surface. Unlike his sister Jaguarkit, Cougarfall is never sarcastic although he does have a tendency to be completely honest. Cougarfall is a dedicated warrior who is easy to get along with despite his unusual personality. He is kind and trustworthy with an intelligence beyond his years. Cougarfall always tried to see the best in others because he believes that no matter how mean someone acts on the outside everyone has redeeming traits that balance out their bad ones. However, this his caused him to become a bit to trusting of others and he can be a bit naïve as well. Cougarfall is a hopeless romantic and loves to daydream about falling in love with the perfect she-cat.
Velvetfawn | Cherrywish
If you've seen a deer, I am sure you thought it was beautiful. Imagine this, but only a suckling; a fawn. Born into a lopsided family, her mother the old medicine cat of EarthClan, Velvetfawn has lived as a burden throughout her entire life. Her coat is beautiful, thick, and soft. She has dainty paws and a wiry frame, although behind all that is extremely strong muscle. Velvetfawn's nose is bright pink, and her ears are the average size. She is just right. Basic. Nothing is impossible for this she-cat, though. She is ambitious and head-strong, as well as stubborn. You will never see her cry, nor will her stone grey eyes show the somber look in them. But do not be fooled: Velvetfawn can be a shoulder to cry on just as well. She is unaware of her past, and even more so her future. As a small kit she had many friends, but seems to be drifting off, into her own wonderland. A place of laughter and play and fun. Somewhere where there are no bad cats to tell you no. Velvetfawn is not exactly the wise type; she enjoys running and playing more than telling stories or sorting herbs. But sometimes the most creative minds can't be seen until the last moment.
Marshmirage | Shadowblade~Moss-sky
A dark, black tabby tom with marsh green eyes and white toes. A very curious cat with sharp instincts, and rather reckless, and has a history of being a bit of an unlucky cat, such as being very deathly sick as a kitten, and he's hurt himself a lot as an apprentice; from falling out of trees to nearly drowning on one occasion, but is a friendly, bright spirit nonetheless. He's slightly lazy, but very protective of his clan. To all, he treats everyone with splendid smile and loving affection. Those outside his clan, he can come off aggressive, and hot-temperature at first and likely to provoke and get on your nerves. But once you get to know him, he is truly kind and gradually softens when you return the familiar sense of sincere loyalty.
Luckyclover | Hinata-kun
Luckyclover is a solid, muscular black tom with a tiny turf of white fur on his chest. Luckyclover is extremely loyal. He's very level-headed and doesn't exactly choose sides. This makes Luckyclover the peace keeper when it comes to arguments.
Bluespark | Racing_Girl
A handsome silver/white tom with dark gray swirls and stripes through out his fur on his tall lean frame. His good looks combined with piercing blue eyes make him a hard cat to resist. Even at this young age he knows that he is handsome and this gives him a lot of confidence. You could almost say over confidence. He is practically the picture perfect warrior when it come to fighting, hunting, and she-cats, but there is a problem. Bluespark is a major diva if he doesn't get everything he wants. He gets very frustrated when things do not go his way, and will up and quit whatever it was he was trying to achieve. This makes Bluespark a very sore loser. He will do anything to prove that he should have won and the other cat must have been 'cheating' in order to beat him and his perfection. He doesn't understand that you can not be the best at everything, so when something does not fit into his 'perfect' world he will dispose of it accordingly. He got the first part of his name due to those icey blue eyes of his. They are so striking against his pale pelt that no other name would do. The second part of his name was given to him by the clan leader for many reason. First Bluespark has always been so full of life. Secondly he was always getting into trouble and causing fights. However when the fights broke out he would disappear, just like the initial spark of the blaze.
Applemeadow | sleepingwithsirenss
A small golden brown she-cat with honey brown eyes. Shy and Sweet. (tba)
Beesting | Pennpo
A strong muscular gray tabby tom with sharp amber eyes and a strong sense of loyalty. He puts his clan and everyone else above him and will stop at nothing to protect the ones he cares about. He can be quite ambitious at times, and aspires to be Leader one day, but fears the pressure and drastic choices he might have to make. He is stubborn and strong willed, and wants a mate someday.
Aspensplash | Pennpo
A white, gray, and orange slender she-cat with pale amber-green eyes. She is rather cold towards others and hates being disturbed. She can be stubborn, and picky, and at times she will even resort to throwing a tantrum when she doesn't get her way. She is hot headed, a spitfire, and usually never follows orders. She absolutely hates Leapfoot for no reason in particular, and they see themselves as rivals, butting heads almost every time they see each other. She doesn't see herself being tied down to a family, but hey, anything can happen...
Harmonybliss | sleepingwithsirenss
Harmony makes small things grow; lack of it makes great things decay. A soft song, echoing through nature, every note in perfect harmony with the last. The twinkling of bells and the soft cry of a bird high above. Harmonybliss has short beige fur, with white socks on her two front feet. Her tail goes from beige and then darkens into a rich shade of chocolate brown. She has round, crystal blue eyes that display her carefree, naïve nature to the rest of the world. Harmonybliss can be described as oblivious. This she-cat is so innocently happy that she sometimes lacks to notice the true problems occurring around her. Despite this attitude Harmonybliss has rare moments of insight and can be surprisingly wise when she does. Harmonybliss is very upbeat and positive, with a dedication to all kinds of nature. She has taken up a sort of singing, by imitating the whistles and calls she hears from the birds. Harmonybliss is easily excitable and often her talkative and positive mannerisms can influence those around her. Harmonybliss can be a bit well, mouse brained at times. She can’t pick up on casual signals and something has to be said outright for her to truly get the hint. Therefore, Harmonybliss never notices some of the snide references made towards her lineage, as her mother was a rogue up until the kits were born. Harmonybliss is a surprisingly talented fighter although she lacks a bit in the hunting area. Happiness exists on earth, and it is won through prudent exercise of reason, knowledge of the harmony of the universe, and constant practice of generosity. Harmonybliss' siblings names at birth were Emeraldkit, Stripedkit, and Foxkit. Her mother is Nightflower.
Mistletoe | Woofles
A furry black she-cat with ginger toes on stubby paws, and heterochromic eyes of amber and blue.
Laurelleaf | Mousely
Thoughts creep around in the confines of his skull like ants weaving through the winding tunnels of an ant's nest. Likely the sort to be found in the murmers of a whimsical elder instead of such a capricious youth whose immaturity exists only within his kittenishly round face and stunted growth. A short and stubby build covered in inky black fur reaching almost all the way up to his tail tip which is smattered by a sudden flash of white. He's an unlikely rescue born in the midst of winter and abandoned, given a second chance by the esteemed leader of EarthClan, Hushedstar. The family unit of six are tied together by their strong famial love for each other, despite the lack of blood ties. In their presence his laurel green gaze is bright and loving, not their usual lack luster shade brimming with envy. For as long as they keep him content the green eyed monster is kept under lock and key.
Sinistersmile | eclipsekit
A young she-kit full of life and zeal. She is always getting herself in trouble, but with her charms she is able to bypass practically anything. She sweet talks to anyone and the fact she is beautiful,it aids her to her charm. Her silver pelt spotted with black spots and luminous innocent big blue eyes,can trick almost anyone. When you are around her you must remember to be careful, for she always has tricks up her sleeves, and loves to take advantage of other cats. Especially beware for her sinister smile, for it is sure a killer.
Limelight | #duck
An acidic tongue that will sooner tear you down as build you up and a pair of piercingly green optics define this sharp tom. Sarcasm is a language he speaks more fluently than feline, a cynical remark to be expected on every subject. To mellow out his sharp demeanor is no easily accomplished task, and those close to him have more learned to deal with his pessimism than earned any kind of reprieve from it. A coat of startling white aids his handsome structure, an inviting exterior that does not hint at the rude critic just beneath it. Detached from the emotions of others and indeed himself, cynicism and sarcasm are his calling cards, and to expect kindness from this alabaster feline is folly.
Icedheart | Icedheart
A gray she-cat with bright blue eyes, and a white tipped tail. Being born in the fall her rouge mother had abandoned her a few days after birth. Unable to see or walk all she could do was wait. It had gotten chillier out, and being all alone she had been really scared. The next day her tiny belly growling a EarthClan patrol found her. They took her back to camp, and put her in the nursery for care. She is a sweet brave cat, and has always looked forward to being a warrior. She really likes hunting and doing patrols. She likes all their territory, and prey they eat. She wishes to have her own mate and kits, and does all she can for the clan. She has always been proud to live in a clan, and be a clanmate too.
Brindlewool | Mousely
Criticism is a weapon her parents often used to rub salt in her wounds, making their disappointment oh so very clear. Their talented daughter was a far cry from what they expected her to achieve, wasting her time endeavoring a fruitless romance. Her ambition was as dull as a dying flame, burning out within the embers was her potential. In the end only the ashes of her families pride remained and bitterness replaced their supposed unconditional love. She could have been labelled her rebel, but she doesn't fit the bill as her only mistake was following her heart. And in the end the punishment did not fit the crime. Her beloved dropped her in the dirt once kits came into the picture. It was evident that he did not share the same kind of devotion that swelled within her teal gaze. Not even her thick layers of shaggy patched tabby fur of ginger, brown and grey could protect her heart from the cold bitter kiss of betrayal. The sting of this heartbreak was mourned silently, behind her tough exterior. Strong merely because it's a warm spirit that greets everyone, full of kindness and maternal love. In the end her greatest talent was as a mother, even if it didn't come with the glamor or credit of being the clans best warrior. She can rest in peace knowing that she knows who she is and no longer wears the mask of a dutiful daughter.
Shatteredmemory | Prettykittywithclaws
[ this is dedicated to a good friend of mine, who had a cat by this name. She left the site a while back </3 gone, but never forgotten... ]
Molten red lava best describes this tomcat's fur. All over his pelt are patches of varying shades of ginger. His chin, chest, and front paws are socked with white, while his Mainecoon-like tail is oversized and fluffy. His eyes are barely worth mentioning; a dull shade of everyday amber. The only thing special about them is the vertical scar that has slightly impaired this eyesight in his left eye. It was given to him by a rogue before he was barely a few days old, before his eyes had even begun to open. He just barely survived that attack, thanks to the Queens that bravely banded together and fought to protect the young kits. But he didn't not escape unscathed... you're going to understand the reasoning behind his name in a moment - was knocked to the ground during the battle, and the resulting bruise in his brain caused short-term memory loss. He only forgets things that have happened that particular day, and he stores the information until at least a few hours after the memory has been made before loosing that memory and regaining it later that day. His long term memory works just fine, and he remembers everything with stunning clarity from yesterday all the way up to when he was only a moon old, so it's not quite as bothersome as it could be. He manages about life just fine, and his Clanmates are always kind to him, making sure to tell him a day in advance if he needs to be somewhere so he can remember it. He's usually quiet, going about his day without much incident, preforming his duties quickly and alone. He never complains, never victimizes himself; doesn't really talk, period. But sometimes, in his darker hours, he imagines walking into a river and taking his last breath, letting the waves engulf him and carry him up to StarClan on the wings of a white dove. He has always wanted a mate and kits; but who would want someone who will forget what they said just hours earlier? Who would be able to deal with the constant repetition and having to treat their mate like a kit? No one. At the very least, no one he's met, yet. And that's how Shatteredmemory knows he will be forever alone...
Kasia | obliviate-
Kasia - Katarzyna-Rzoshka, a foreign name for a foreign cat. Hard to pronounce, yes, but don't need to worry; she identifies with the name of Kasia. Now repeat after me, Ka-sha. Slavic by name and Slavic by nature, one can describe her as a Russian blue, though she is not necessarily a purebred one. She has short, blue fur as soft as silk, tipped with silver. Her long legs and long body allow her to sneak in and out of tricky places easily. Her green eyes are often full of mischief. A facade of flirtatious and frivolous nothings accompany her character; she is often seen messing around and having fun. Nevertheless, it is simply a mask, nothing more. Reserved by nature, she often has moods where she gives up the false pretenses and journeys through solitude and introspection. Intelligent and quick thinking has gotten her far enough. Other than that, she doesn't seem very special. Her size is not large enough to be powerful, and though quick on her feet, she is not considered fast compared to most. Graceful and flowing, perhaps her love for dancing and movement can be noted, but it only gives her an edge in a fight and little more than that. Even that cannot be considered a talent. No, her real gift is her fighting style; finding others' strengths and the infinitesimal weaknesses in things called 'pressure points.' Though it is not often employed, and understands how unethical it is, they were once required in her long and complicated past. Nevertheless, she constantly feels like an outsider, and doesn't talk much of her past. After all, she's known for being adaptable and reasonable; she won't start anything she can't finish, and she, more than anyone else, knows that sometimes, sacrifices in life are necessary.
Whispersong | Jeason567
A pretty calico she-cat with green eyes. Her fur is soften than a rose petal ,but she is tough as nails. She is a crazy girl,but shy she would rather show you|
what she knows than tell you.She loves to hunt alone ,but would rather fight with another warrior. also she wants a mate and kits.
Mapleheart | Jeason567
A ginger and white tom with bright leaf green eyes,His fur is soft and silky ,but he is a tough warrior. He is out going and witty.
Halfmoon | xxserenity
Halfmoon is a self-conscious, creamy she-cat with luscious long fur and golden eyes.
Blue | Jeason567
A grey tom with Large blue eyes . He was born a rouge and left the rouge life to be a warrior when a kind she-cat from earthclan saved his son Blackkit from drowning during a mid winter flood. He is a true and loyal warrior ,even though he refused to take a warrior name when he joined Earthclan.
Ripple | Jeason567
A large tortishell tom with large ripple shape patches all over him and big amber eyes and he has a big heart, but he refused to take a warrior name because he was too proud to change his name
Lark | Jeason567
A ginger tabby she-cat with large green eyes and tiny paws the young she-cat was forced to join the clan by her brother Ripple , she chose to keep her old name in honor of their mother Dawn
Pine | Jeason567
A creamy brown tom, he kept his name to honor his father a rouge who mated wit a kittypet
Mamowgli| Jeason567
A small calico she cat with a solid white tail she was given her name by her former twoleg owners who dumped her off on Earthclan Territory and joined the clan to preserve her kittypet llife she chose yto keep her name
Dovecloud | Cheditue
Only a short while ago Dovecloud achieved her full name and was welcomed into the world as an adult and a recognized warrior. If the prior use of pronouns wasn't a dead give away, Dovecloud is most definitely a she-cat, a female, a girl, whichever you prefer to call it as, it all means the same either way. To describe her outward appearance, it would simply be soft fur, downy like the feathers of a bird, that start with an ivory base that was splashed with blank ink. Height and weight are average for a cat her age and size, as well as body shape for any typical cat. When looking at her eyes, they feel almost bird-like being hued with a honey gold to accentuate against the basic body colors. "There is always advice to be given, whether you want it or not", consider that a motto Dovecloud vivaciously lives by. The fact that she is far from being the highest rank in the clan means literally nothing to her. The boldness of some of her actions is quite startling actually, ranging from aiding a young kit in need of some attention of assistance, or even advising what someone as high on the totem pole as the leader. The limitless ideas are bound by no restrictions or barriers, as if they weren't there at all. A brash young female such as this could do well to learn when the appropriate time to help someone is, and when to know that not being there to offer guidance is okay after all. At any point in our lives, we've encountered that one person who thinks they know everything in the world and were just born with all that knowledge. Typically cocky and matter-of-fact-like, just because they may know more than another, doesn't mean they know everything there is to be known. Dovecloud has this problem, along with a presumptuous attitude, the two traits coincide to make a dreadful duo. Ever hear of someone be called a "presumptuous know-it-all" perhaps by another peer or even by an adult?A good part of the time around here, the person they're talking about is Dovecloud. With all this "starclan blessed knowledge bestowed upon her", it's no wonder she think she's riding on a high horse sky-high above all the others. A headstrong feline that just doesn't seem to quit even when the odds are against her, Dovecloud lives up to this characteristic of her personality. Tracing back to the other traits mentioned, this just adds onto the trouble and annoyance that can come from a cat that won't take no for an answer. Although good does come out of this, especially when a task is at hand. When considering her lack of endurance in her legs, it's good that she has the strength in will to go on, otherwise this would just be a wasted mess. Last but not least, we draw a close with some final words about Dovecloud. If there's one word to describe Dovecloud, one word above all others to describe the way she preforms, the way she carries out her duties, and the way she feels about what she does, it would be passion. She may not see any fault or flaw in her course of action, but if anything, it means she has spirit. A little bit of that can go for miles in the long run. Dovecloud wants to do what she thinks is best for the clan, even if everyone else knows she's far from