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Toystar xx Rped by theoretically.
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Step by step, heart to heart, left, right, left. We all fall down, like toy soldiers. Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers. All of Toysoldier's life, she's been the one whose supposed to be strong. She's supposed to be undaunted by life, courageous and full of will. I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure. Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders, I ain't never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it. I'd never drag them into battles that I can handle, unless I absolutely have to - I'm supposed to set an example. But what happens when you can't deal with the pressure? What if you can't handle the stress? That's the question Toysoldier raises - but she never points it out. She just can't. I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em, and even though the battle won, I feel like we lost it. She was supposed to keep him safe. But he couldn't make it. She barely made it out. That was never my object, for someone to get killed. Why would I want to destroy something I help build? It wasn't my intentions, my intentions was good. But maybe she could have died. Maybe he would have survived. Maybe. But she can't go back into the past. Moment's gone. The future is what matters now, and Toysoldier wants to set things right. She can't let go of the past - it haunts her in a way that leaves her gasping for her breath every morning. Toysoldier sees flames every night - vibrant ones, scarlet ones, crimson ones - ones that aren't so different from her luminous pelt of ginger, but quite different from her grey eyes, which are the color of a bleak dawn on a brisk winter morning. We still have soldiers that's on the front line, that's willing to die for us, as soon as we give orders. Steadfast and loyal, Toysoldier still remains dedicated and valiant. It's always been in her. It's the one last scrap of Moment she has. I spent too much energy on it, honestly, I'm exhausted. I'm so caught in it, I almost feel I'm the one who caused it.
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Singingcricket xx Rped by Nightdream14
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Apprentice: Brittlepaw
Her voice is softer than a whisper, rivaled only in softness by her long creamy brown coat. Blue eyes as bright as the sky watch everything, and looking into them can get you lost. But her beauty pales to those of others around her, who burn as bright as flames. She is a wallflower. Seeing but not being seen. It's always been like that, since her first breath. Singingcricket was never really wanted. Her mother was a warrior of PondClan named Lilywhisper and her father was a kittypet named Oliver. The two of them met on accident, and the result was a litter of two kits they didn't want. She was born with the name Singer, after the birds that Oliver loved to hunt. Her twin brother was named Cricketkit after the bugs Lilywhisper always found amusing. The family didn't stay together long. Oliver missed home, as did Lilywhisper. Their kits, and their relationship, weren't worth losing their homes. So they parted and went their separate ways. Oliver, in a heated argument with Lilywhisper, took Cricketkit away with him. Whether she loved her kits or not being separated from her mate and son hurt Lilywhisper, twisting her into this bitter creature. Lilywhisper didn't return home. Instead they moved around, staying in something called corn, then wheat, and so on. Hiding from something Lilywhisper wouldn't tell her. Life was not good for Singer. Her mother always told her she wasn't worth as much as Cricketkit. "Cricketkit would have walked by now", "Cricketkit would have talked by now", "why didn't he take you and leave my beautiful son" , "he would have been so much better than you." Singer listened and took to heart every insult. At two moons old she still hadn't learned to talk and her mother seemed to hate her more. Only at night was their ever peace. Lilywhisper would sing whenever Singer couldn't sleep, she doubted Lilywhisper even realized she was doing it. Always the same song. One that would always stay with Singer. At three moons old the dreams started. Plain earth, dark and moist, was all she could see. Until with a roar cats surrounded her. The first time it happened Singer cried out in anticipation of an attack. But when she looked into their eyes she saw only kindness... and what she thought love might look like. For weeks she had the dreams, and she'd always tell Lilywhisper. Finally one day Lilywhisper started to cry and wrapped a tail around her daughter, "come," she whispered and they once again set out. This trip took longer, much longer, but when finally they made it Singer felt scared. The last part of the journey Lilywhisper was tense and ended up picking Singer up to carry her. EarthClan this place was called. She learned as much listening to a cat her mother talked to. The strange cat led them further into the territory, until they reached a camp. Inside she saw cats, so many cats that her eyes couldn't take it all in. Lilywhisper set her daughter down and spoke for a long time to one of the cats. This cat was different, he seemed to have some kind of power the other didn't. The entire thing bored Singer until Lilywhisper returned. "Singer," she spoke softly, "my little Singer. Remember my song? Sing it whenever you're scared, it'll help. I do love you, and I'm sorry." With that her mother licked her cheek and left, not looking back. The lead cat looked down at her thoughtfully, "Singingkit. We may as well keep her name close to her loner name. Take her to the nursery." After that she lived with EarthClan, learning to love it as she went. It felt more like home than anywhere else had been. But still she grew up in the shadows, fading against the brilliance of so many other cats. An unsocial butterfly. Her quiet nature and her quiet beauty never earned her a second glance. Singingkit became Singingpaw and later Singingcricket. The name had been unexpected, but she thinks maybe Lilywhisper had something to do with it. Cricket. Like the brother she never got to know. At the age of five moons she finally did speak, but it's always been hushed. Only when she sings the song her mother did does her voice get louder. The birds and crickets listen when she sings. It's the one thing that doesn't make her nervous and timid. No one thinks of her as a leader, unless they know her. There is an incredible insight to her words when she does speak. It's something that gets others to listen. Despite her rocky history she lives her days in EarthClan, trying to prove that actions speak louder than words. Maybe she can be something after all. Her mother left deep self-esteem issues in her but maybe one day that can change. Even now she struggles under the shadow of Cricketkit, the brother she never met, the shadow her mother cast for him.
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Russianroulette
Take a deep breath - calm yourself. If you play, you play for keeps - take a gun, and count to three. I'm sweating now, moving slow - no time to think, my turn to go. Secretive and clandestine, Russianroulette prefers to be active in the early morning or late evening, when most other felines are not awake. He rarely speaks, but when he does, his words are serious and wise. This tom is not one to start fights - he is one to finish them. Despite this, he doesn't take jokes well, and tends to hold grudges. You can see my heart beating through my chest, and I'm terrified, but I'm not leaving - I know that I must past this test, so just pull the trigger and sat a prayer to yourself. His somber and solemn personality is matched with an equally bleak and melancholy appearance. His tall and immense frame is bathed in a thick blue-grey tabby pelt, and his chest retains a snowy white blaze. However, what sets him aside the most are his brilliant orbs. A luminous golden color that shines even in the darkness of the night, it is not unlike his ambrosial heart of gold. As my life flashes before my eyes, I wonder if I will ever see another sunrise - so many won't get the chance to say goodbye, but it's too late to pick up the value of my life.
Roleplayed by theoretically.
Frozensunrise
A curt white-grey speckled tom with icy, cold blue eyes. There is really nothing that makes him happy, but he seems to enjoy rolling around in freshly cut grass. Was once a kitty-pet, and hated every moment of it, and so took his chance to escape while his twolegs were on a trip. His name as a kitty-pet was Cole, but he changed it the moment he became a warrior of EarthClan. Isn't normally one to show emotion, but his eyes are known for showing it before he physically does. Dark, rather evil in some ways, yet is eternally loyal to EarthClan. Hates the rain, and can't stand snow because it gets caught in his pelt. Has one twisted paw due to a monster accident as a kit, and so is afraid of sudden noises.
RPed by Secretkit.
Meriwetherrose
Part three. The last of the harmony. The most important, for without her there'd be only two, incomplete, pieces correct? Yet she is the most overlooked one. Cats catch onto Florarose's charm or Faunarose's intellect. No cat notices her, for the support she gives. The silent motivator. She is the copy of her sisters, auburn fur with bright green eyes, she differs in appearance only by a grey paw. Their personalities spiral dramatically apart at this point. Meriwetherrose is the most morbid of the sisters, preferring a bit of darkness in her life, though she is far from evil. Meriwetherrose also makes the important calls, for instance, one biological fall back in their same-minds structure, they are attracted to the same qualities in mates. Which leads to problems. So she decided for them: no mates. Not ever. Her sisters agreed, with much discussion from Florarose and some carefully structured suggestions from the mind of Faunarose. The three live as circles, completing the others. It's perfect- unless you want to be your own. As much as she loves her sisters she longs to be herself, one hundred percent Meriwetherrose, instead of 33% Meriwetherrose, 33% Florarose and 33% Faunarose.
Rped by: Nightdream14
Faunarose
Part two. The second in a three-part harmony. Dependent on her limbs to function, though she is the brain. Her sister, Florarose, is the eye-catcher. They look the same, all three of them, what with their auburn fur and bright green eyes. But Faunarose had a black-tipped tail. Their differences surface in their personalities. Florarose is the talker, which explains why she receives the most attention. Faunarose is the silent thinker. And Meriwetherrose is the limbs, keeping the entire puzzle together. For Faunarose taking a back place in their lives fits her. She hates attention, only because Florarose loves it so much. Out of the three triplets Florarose and Faunarose bicker the most, though it always ends in good humor. For Faunarose life is a detached dream, she lives as the quiet mind behind this three-part harmony. No one knows the inward wildness that she tries to tame. The same wildness that earned her the name of all animals. Beware, if you can she through her quietness and intellectual abilities you'll see her, for the spirit she truly is.
Rped by: Nightdream14
Florarose
Part one. The first of three in a three-part harmony. The mouth piece. But very much independent of her limbs. When you see her you think she is unique, with her auburn colored fur and liquid green eyes the color of morning leaves. Her beautiful fur ripples down her slender build and her tail flicks with constant interest. Seeing her breaks your heart and fills you up all at once. You look at her and see nothing but a perfectly unique cat. Until you meet her siblings. Both her sisters have identical fur colors as her and the same liquid green eyes. But that's where the similarities stop. Florarose talks with a natural charm, unmatched by either of her sisters. Her eyes reflect her every emotion, and when she laughs birds sing in reply. She isn't brilliant, though she is far from dumb. She just has a ditsy quality to her that makes her much more lovable. On her right ear there's a little white mark, further marking her as her own cat. Though she loves her sisters she feels as if her individuality was robbed. Out of the three siblings she is the most spirited, the most free of them all. Their story remains wrapped in mystery but her personality is as open as the flowers she was named for.
Rped by: Nightdream14
Fireclaw
His name sounds tough, but it doesn't match his true personality. When he talks it's low, like a growl. When he fights it's lethal. But it's all an act. As a kit Fireclaw was picked on for his weakness, he was never much of a fighter. So as an apprentice he changed, became cold and almost sinister. He acted like he didn't care, like all he wanted was a fight. Of course that isn't true. Fireclaw still hates fighting, he hates the act he keeps up, but he can't stand the thought of forever being picked on. When he was a young warrior he had kits with a loner and she didn't want them. So he brought his two daughters and two sons here, where he cares for them. They are perhaps some of the only cats in EarthClan who know just how much he cares.
Rped by: Nightdream14
Raspberryrun
She's bitter, yet she's also sweet. So what do you call someone who's both? Perhaps bittersweet? Raspberryrun can be your best friend, or your worst nightmare, you decide. Her fur is a ruby red, frosty white stripes cascading down her pelt like a thinning waterfall. Her eyes are a vibrant green, vivid grey flecks swirling in the mists of them. Often hyper and rambunctious, Raspberryrun is always on the go. She is an expert huntress, long, slender limbs making her an agile she-cat. Her fighting skills aren't that bad either, despite her small size. Raspberryrun seems to always keep every cat on their paws, even when all seems lost. She believes hard work is the best strategy, and so far, she hasn't been wrong. She has never been highly fond of the male species, but that doesn't mean that she will never find love. Time has a funny way of changing things. Always the optimist, Raspberryrun seems to always try to place a smile on her clanmate's muzzle. Although slightly feisty and impatient, she does her best to obey orders, unless she believes there is a better way to deal with the situation. Raspberryrun is probably the most loyal cat you could ever meet, next to her leader. She will do anything and everything in her willpower to make sure the clan is happy, safe, and thriving, even if that means she has to bend backwards for them. The pretty she-cat can argue sometimes, but overall tries to avoid conflict unless necessary. So, can a cat be both bitter and sweet at the same time? Take a look at Raspberryrun sometime... Because I think she can prove that theory.
Rped by .:FantasyRose:.
Falconstripe
A black tom with a white belly. He has one white paw he has Yellow eyes. He is a great hunter and a better fighter. He thinks fast and he is a bad opponent to have for you'll get hurt in seconds.You always want him on your side. He loves Songwave and sees past her two colored eyes. He was delighted to hear they were going to have kits together. He used to be a violent and fierce tom. He had a bad temper and snapped at everyone. Songwaves changed him from inside out. He is still that great fighter and hunter he once was just now he isn't mean and has a good temper though don't get him to mad . He is a bulky muscular tom with sharp teeth and claws.
Roleplayed by *Jaypaw*
Venusfrost
Venusfrost is a handsome golden tom with darker golden circles , with moss-green eyes. Venusfrost is a funny, energetic tom with a problem of goofing off too much. He would rather be having mock fights than hunting or patrolling. He is hardly ever really serious. He can try and act like he is but his slippery mouth always gives him away. Although he really does have small ears, his sense are sharp, he can detect the slightest sounds in a quiet camp.Venusfrost was found wondering around in EarthClan territory. He doesn’t remember much before that. He has a vague image of what might have been his brother, but he cannot be sure. All he knew when they found him was that his name was Venus then given the name Venusfrost. He is almost positive that he dreams about his past life, but when he wakes up he can never remember. It leaves a lingering taste in his mouth like he had just eaten stale prey. Try as he might he cannot bring back any sense of what had happened to him. His life is as big a mystery to himself as it is to others. He has a brother, Blue the rogue, but he doesn’t know it and if he had a mate, he doesn’t anymore. He likes the small kit known as Planetkit he Venusfrost likes to play with the dark kit, because he knows he's shy.
Roleplayed by *Jaypaw*
Songwave
Do you see the white fur ? The fur so white it looks like freshly fallen snow. This is Songwave a beautiful she cat . Yes her fur is pretty and her scent is sweet . She is almost flawless. She has one blue eye and one green. She is a fast cat a fabulous hunter and a quick fighter . She is a quick thinker she is not an opponent or enemy you want in battle. Though she is flawless it doesn't mean she's mean she's nice but, fierce. She can trick you she will twist your mind with her beauty but, usually she likes to hide her eyes. Her sister was flawless beautiful more than Songwave. Their mother and father likes her sister Musicwave more than her. Songwave was put last because she had to different colored eyes. Shes a small cat though how could a small cat hold so much beauty you ask? Only StarClan knows for sure.
Rped By: *Jaypaw*
Musicwave
Do you see the white fur? The fur so white it looks like freshly fallen snow .Now this is Musicwave she is the opposite of her sister. She is prettier than her sister. Though is is flawless she is mean. Her eyes a a shining pretty blue which her sister is jealous of. They are twins though they are different. Since Songwave had two different colored eyes Musicwave got more attention she was better then her sister she got more of her parents attention then her sister.She is spoiled because of that. She is a fast hunter , quick thinker and a bad opponent they are kind of close but, in battle and hunting they are closer than ever they become one and fight off the fiercest biggest enemy or catch the biggest prey in the forest.
Rped By: *Jaypaw*
Flamethrash
A slim ginger Tom with blazing amber eyes and two stripes on each cheek. He's nice and friendly towards everyone, ignoring what the mean cats have to say. He's fast and brave, but he does have one fear, vengeance. Vengeance is what he hates most out of everything evil. If he ever goes through battle, he would never do it through vengeance, no matter what. He hates fighting, but if he has to, he'll do it. He once killed a cat through self-defense and tries to forget about his mistake, but it still haunts him sometimes. The thing that reminds him the most is blood. Whenever he sees blood, he can hear the cat screaming for his life in his mind and he thinks he's going crazy.
Rped by littlesnowpelt
Hauntedsavior
If I had to, I would put myself right beside you, so let me ask - would you like that? And I don't mind, if you say this love is the last time, so now I'll ask - do you like that? Quiet, aloof, and distant. Hauntedsavior has always put a brick wall - metaphorically speaking - between himself and his beloved EarthClan. He does indeed love his clan with all of his heart - but he's not sure if his Clan loves him back. Because, despite being son of Delusionalstar and Unwastedcourage, two of the most respected cats in EarthClan, he's a freak. He tries his best to be put in a position that ensures that he will be doing something productive and good for the Clan, yet keeps him away from his Clanmates. Something's getting in my way - something's just about to break, I will try to find my place - so tell me how it should be - as I burn another page, as I look the other way; I still try to find my place. Try to find out what makes you tick, as I lie down sore and sick - do you like that? Hauntedsavior's a handsome tom - anyone can agree with that statement. His frame is a muscular, athletic one, and covering it is a fine stretch of swirled dark ebony and snowy white. His eyes are an attractive baby blue - well, only one of them. His right eye is a blurry, misty color - so much like fog, yet not quite. That's because he's blind in that eye, and it's not just that. He's also deaf in his right ear, due to the fact that Delusionalstar was attacked by poisonous fire ants before giving birth to her kits. But he's not mad at his mother - no, he could never feel that way. He's simply mad at fate. Desperate, I crawl, waiting for so long. No love, there is no love; die for anyone - what have I become?
Roleplayed by theoretically.
Burstingrainbow
A calico she-cat with bright green eyes, Burstingrainbow is always in a good mood, it takes a lot to bring her down. She cares deeply about everyone she meets and she is very sweet and helpful, she is always trying to make new friends and loves to talk to other cats and get to know them. She is very open and she trusts almost anyone, but sometimes that isn't a good thing.. she almost trusts others too much. She holds nothing back and she isn't afraid of being herself. If you don't like her it might upset her for a little while but she will soon forget about it and return to being her normal, happy self. The only thing that truly upsets her is death, it's the only thing that can make her sad really. She is one of the youngest Warriors and sometimes she behaves like an apprentice but she knows when it's time to be serious. She is just a very care-free she-cat. She has no known family but she doesn't really think of family often. The clan is her family now and she feels like she belongs in EarthClan, she is loyal and would do everything in her power to keep her clan safe.
Rped by: beauty♥undefined
Diamondrose
Her claws cut like knifes and her words burn like fire. This is Diamondrose a strong and fierce she-cat with a spunky attitude. She has her mother's personality but she has her father's looks, she knew who her father was he died when she was a kit. Some cats fear her and some cats don't. Her ocean blue eyes will put you in a trance and her orange tabby pelt bristles when she greets you. She hopes to find a tom that's just like her. So beware because if you threaten her she will kill you!
Rped by: Me-mow122
Spellbind
Dark brown she-cat with starved looking contemptuous green-amber eyes, and a lighter reddish tuft of fur at the tip of her tail and ears. Slender and wiry, she can fit and weave through the most intricate maze of thorn bushes, and slink through the undergrowth like the cunning ferret. Quite disliked among other kits and warriors, she relishes hate, and can't stand mushiness, lovey dovey things nor anything else like that, other than the tender affection of her mother and father. Believes StarClan to be nonexistent, which has brought her several troubles, and constantly finds herself wondering whether there is a world of hate, malice, and jealousy for which she is destined. Can really only stand a pawful of cats, although it seems she should like her kin better, and can be found in the shadows, thinking against someone. Looked up to Thornwhisper of NightClan before he died, when she was an apprentice, for she knew of the things he had done, on account of witnessing his crimes once or twice by accident, and hates the fact that he died, for he would have made a great mentor. But who knows, he could still make a good mentor, where he's going...
RPed by Secretkit
Saturnwhisper
Saturnwhisper is a handsome Golden Bengal , with orange eyes. Saturnwhisper is a funny, energetic tom with a problem of working too much. He would rather be defending his clan, hunting and patrol then goofing around. He is always really serious. His senses are sharp, he can detect the slightest sounds in a quiet camp.Saturnwhisper was found wondering around in EarthClan territory. He used to live in the mountain's. He is part EarthClan that's why he came here. Saturnwhisper has the small frame of a hunter but, is an excellent fighter.He can leap from branch to branch in the territory without even touching the forest floor. When the sun touches his pelt he seems to glow, but when the moon touches his pelt it makes the black spot's glow too. Everyone in his family thought he was a gift from the ancestors for he looked like one of the ancient big cats. He communicates with everyone and stick's up for his clanmates and he tries to stop fights between clanmate between clanmate. He had a kit named Planet and a mate Moon. she died from the claw's of a wolf. After she died Planet disappeared and Saturnwhisper never saw him afterwards so he left , when he got to EarthClan he found his kit again, he joined EarthClan and was given the name Saturnwhisper. He hasn't forgotten Moon but, he would like another mate and more kits.
Rped by *Jaypaw*
Bramblemask
Bramblemask stands proudly as he brings in the prey he hunted. The sun reflects the brownish markings on his face that look like brambles on his icy pelt. He green eyes cower behind the protecting twine. Bramblemask is a loyal, yet hot headed tom cat. He will fight for his clan no matter the circumstances. As a kit he was adventurous and hyper, giving his mother trouble along with keeping grins on the warriors. Bramblemask one day hopes to be resting in StarClan with a mate, watching EarthClan and his kits grew into brave souls. Of course, he hopes this life is a ways away.
Roleplayed by LeeCarrMajor
Gingersnap
As small as a mouse, as brave as the ancient LionClan. Tiny, but mighty all the way. Most warriors are five times larger than her. But her growing disorder doesn't keep her back. She has proven herself a strong warrior of EarthClan. Her pelt looks as if it has been made up of tiny glistening crystals of her dreamland. A ginger coating, frosted beauty layers her outsides. Her eyes are a deep hazel-green with a tinting of amber edges. Gingersnap was born as EarthClan, though her family runs in an ancient TigerClan, WaterClan, and SummerClan. She also heard stories of her very great grandmother, stone, and grandfather, wolf, who lived in ancient times years before the clans were born. Her great abilities are mainly very fast running, jumping, and other skills. To other clans, she has once been held a prisoner because she is supposedly an "outlaw" of the forest. She loves making trouble with the other clans, and is a hard cat to keep underclaw. If you were to challenge her in a racing match, or fighting match, you would most likely loose. It's because of her very trained up muscles and her knowledge. And sometimes, she is so intelligent, she can be somewhere right in front of your face, and you would never even know she was there. Rumor has it she is the ghost of the clans. The trouble maker. But even though she is a bit flirty with toms, there is only one she is actually serious about. Venusflash. but she is hoping she will never receive kits. She will never want to give up her criminal side.
Rped by cupcake::♥
Blackmoon
A large black she cat with yellow eyes. Blackmoon was born in the clan and grew up in EarthClan.She is very loyal,but too smart mouthed for her own good. Blackmoon is very quiet but when you get her talking she can speak of nothing but what is on her mind. Blackmoon loves to hunt and is a little more than ok but, fighting is her strong point. Blackmoon hopes some day that she will find a mate that can except her for who she is.
Rped by Darkness_heart
Endlesspheonix
Oh my, how the describe a cat such as this. Arrogant, high headed, snarky. Yep all of those work and I'm sure there are many more. After all be the leaders daughter can really get to someone's head. Most avoid her, others love the exterior she keeps up, some might even wish her dead. She pays them no mind at all. Endlesspheonix that is who she is and no one will tell her otherwise. Her gaze is said to freeze cats at a glance if not from fear but from awe. Such a cat gifted with beauty. Her black pelt glossy as a still lake and soft as the purest cashmere. But were she gets her name is her eyes. Pure light amber seeming to go one forever. Endless. She could entrap even the most stubborn tom with just a few minutes needed. She is one of the best, or worst, cats in the clan having skills that rival some senior warriors in hunting and fighting. But does she want a mate? That's a question for her.
Rped by .:Midnightfrost:.
Whitenoise
Her striking appearance is beautiful, Her cream pelt with fawn tabby markings warping around her body. Do not let her dark stormy blue eyes deceive you, she is a sweet and nice she-cat. She has a adopted kit, Ivykit. She had kits when she was young but they passed away at birth. She used to belong to EarthClan when she was just a apprentice. She is a great hunter and a very good fighter. She returned to the Clan, so her adopted daughter could have a good start at life. She does not think people would remember her but some might.
Rped by FallenBrook
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Brokenpaw [ flash ]
I can't tell you what it really is - I can only tell you what it feels like it - and right now it's a steel knife in my windpipe. I can't breathe it, but I still fight while I can fight. Twisted, tainted, and corrupted. Brokenflash is messed up - he can't trust and he's untrustworthy too. He met life in one big piece, and that pretty much screwed up all the potential he had. As long as the wrong feels right, it's like I'm in flight. High off of love, drunk from my hate, it's like I'm huffing paint, and I love it the more I suffer, I suffocate - and right before I'm about to drown, she resuscitates me. She hates me, and I love it. But Brokenflash doesn't look crooked. No, not at all. The dark brown tabby fur that stretches luxuriously over his muscular frame is short, yet dense. His eyes are a hazel color, with his right eye fired with dark amber and brassy red-orange. I laid hands on her, I'll never stoop so low again - I guess I don't know my strength. I know I'm a liar - if she ever tries to leave again, I'm-a tie her to the bed and set the house on fire.
Roleplayed by theoretically.
Mentor: Raspberryrun
Ashenpaw(reminder)
He has the long fur of his mother, dark gray speckled with black. His eyes are a bright and captivating blue. And he's just another little piece of a memory best left forgotten. His father and siblings act like it never happened. They act like their mother, Fireclaw's former mate, never looked at them and said 'I never wanted you'. But it did happen, and Ashenreminder can't forget that. Ever. Was it his fault? No, but he still takes some of the blame on himself. Maybe he could have have done something... of course he was only four days old so perhaps not. Whatever the case his mother was never in his life, but there were others. Fireclaw, his father. Blackenedspirit, his brother. Vanillarose, his sister. Honeyrose, his sister. And Blindpassion, his love. Blindpassion has been the one cat other than family he loves unconditionally since they were kits. With a past like his, spotted with shades of darkness, she really is like his own little sun. He loves her, enough so that he'd do anything just to see her even remotely happy. But there is always a little voice in his head asking - does she love me? Despite his struggle over what Blindpassion may be feeling he continues to be the one in his little family that accepts that even from birth some didn't want them.
Rped by: Nightdream14
Mentor: Toystar
Blindpaw {{passion}}
I walk this lonely road, the only one that I have ever known- don't know where it goes, but it's home to me and I walk alone. Useless, burden, and waste of breath. She's heard it all. Putting up a facade each and everyday can surely take its toll. What would she do to prove herself to be worth something? What extent would her attempts reach? There's a fine line drawn between possible and impossible. She'll never see, sightless pale opaque eyes failing her from the very beginning of birth. Some say you can't want what you don't have, but she's understands it differently. She wants it. More than the grass needs rain, and kits need mothers, Blindpassion needs it. What goes through her head when one speaks of the azure skies and earthly undergrowth, or golden sun rays and crystalline waters? Her imagination consists of only two colors-black and grey. Loose, ashen fur glides across her lithe, yet petite frame in a wave of fluffiness, dipping down into a speckled white tail tip. Blindpassion's paws are a ebony color, seemingly dipped into an oily substance. She tends to stay by herself, not much for company, mostly because she's scared that one day, someone will see past that brave mask she upholds. She's frightened that someday, a cat is going to tell her, 'you aren't okay' and break down the barrier she's protected all her life. Blindpassion is always trying to deem herself to be fit for clan life, secretly taking walks to learn the terrain and such. She never reveals her faults, even when it calls her to do so. My shadow's the only one that walks beside me- my shallow heart's the only thing that's beating-sometimes I wish someone out there would find me. She often wonders about love, but cuts herself down because she knows no tom would ever want someone so dependent, despite her strong sense of independence. Until then-I walk alone
Rped by .:FantasyRose:.
Mentor: Russianroulette
Brittlepaw [ reed ]
You were always hard to hold, so, letting go ain't easy - I'm hanging on, but growing cold, while my mind is leaving. Talk is cheap - give me a word you can keep. Despite the fact that Brittlereed suffers from osteoporosis, a disease that has weakened his bones and increased his risk of bone fracture, he is unbelievably determined and stubborned to live an actual life. Although he is an extremely frail and fragile, he does have the energy of a kit - but also the wisdom of an elder. He dislikes receiving pity - he hates it, to be honest. 'Cause you're halfway gone, and I'm on my way - I'm feeling this way, I'm halfway in, but don't take too long, 'cause I'm halfway gone. You got one foot out the door, and choking on the other - always think there's something more . . . it's just around the corner. But you couldn't tell that Brittlereed is afflicted with osteoporosis - no, not at all. Appearance wise, Brittlereed is quite handsome. His frame is muscular, despite his disease, and it is covered in a pelt of light brown tabby fur, which is soft and plushy. Yet, what stands out the most are his eyes - a brilliant sky blue with hardly visible streaks of snowy white. If you want me out, then I'm on my way.
Roleplayed by theoretically.
Mentor: Singingcricket
Dawnpaw [ shower ]
A soft melody floats on the breeze as though a feather, drifting lazily between the trees and under the flowers, winding its way through the territory. If one were to follow the lovely aria, they would discover that, if possible, the sound was made by an even more perfect cat. Sapphire gleams laughingly through the shadows, illuminating the darkness, both within and without. Stepping out into the light dappling the ground, her magnificent pelt is revealed. Soft, gray, and beautiful hardly do the fur any justice. Silky fur slides over her lithe form, seeming to shroud the she-cat in downy clouds. Like her mother the former EarthClan leader, this she-cat is unyieldingly strong in ways that her outward appearance doesn’t betray. Sleek muscle is hidden beneath her fur, claws sheathed in delicate paws. Her beauty isn’t only visual, though. When she speaks, this she-cat has the ability to weave words together with almost magical powers, mending your broken emotions like a cool salve. Her eyes seem to wash over you like a cool new-leaf shower. Her name fits this description perfectly. Dawnshower. When she speaks to you, regardless if she’s known you for one moon or ten, she cedes you a courtesy that many others would never dream of: She allows you a fresh slate. Like the dawn you start new every time, no judgment about your actions, she allows you spill your secrets like the clouds do rain. Her past has been rocky to say the least. Having been born a loner, Dawnshower, then Dawnkit, never knew what it meant to be part of a clan. Then as though StarClan, whom she and her siblings heard much about in their young years, decided to play a cruel trick on their family: her mother came down deathly ill. Panic and worry struck them like a lightning bolt, destroying the life the kits had always known. It was then that the then Darkeningkit started out on the long and dangerous journey of returning to a camp he had never known to get their sick mother medicine. This left the little she-kit to take care of the others as well as their mother. Kindness and compassion never seemed to disappear for Dawnshower, and if StarClan allows it, never will.
Rped by Leafpool12
Mentor: Meriwetherrose
Risingpaw(river)
A flash and dash! Risingpaw rushes past quickly, showing off his speed. Only to trip on a root, and tumble showing off that he's a moron. Risingpaw has a silver tone to his blueish pelt creating different shades through the day as the light changes. His amber eyes pop out against the dark and blend with the light. Risingpaw is hyper and quite a show off, much like his cousin, Bramblemask, whom he looks up to. Risingpaw has large ambitions in life and will stop at nothing to get them completed, once given a chance. For now, Risingpaw wants to try his best and become the best character in life he can be. Following the Warrior Code, and such, is very important to his morals. One day Risingpaw sees his work paying off and he will be the almighty leader, with a mate and kits.
Roleplayed by LeeCarrMajor
Mentor: Endlessphoenix
Calicopaw(stripe)
Calicostripe is a mostly black she-cat, she has blue eyes, and a little orange stripe running down her forehead to her nose. She is a runt as you say smaller than any warriors and the size of a small apprintice. She was born late way later than her other sibling were. Since she was so small still the tiniest thing in the clan she was held back from her apprentice ship for a while. She hated it watching as her siblings died of sickness. When she was made an Apprentice she vowed to be the best warrior she could be for her dead siblings. Behind her small size she is really quite skilled easily being able to catch prey, and she is a great swimmer. Beneath that she hides her going out at night and training for if she was to go into the games. Her right forepaw is tipped with white while the rest of her paws are all black. She has a white chest and barely noticeable orange flecks.
Roleplayed by poppysead
Mentor: Whitenoise
Queens xx
Breezewhisper
Beautiful and elegant, her orange tabby pelt and piercing green eyes can hypnotize you. When she speaks to you her voice sounds like a whisper. Her mate was a VenomClan warrior who died in a battle. Her heart felt torn when she heard about what happened. She is the mother of Raccoonkit and Diamondrose and she cares for them and protects them.
Rped by Me-mow122
Kits xx
Planetkit (flash)
Planetkit is a dark tabby tom with yellow eye's. On his chest is a white splash like a snowflake landed on him and melted. He likes to be by himself and likes to stay in the shadow's away from all the others.He wants to be a good hunter and a good fighter though he never practices ,his mother and father died and he wandered in the territory half dead when someone found him.He is dark and mysterious though he's not evil or anything. He doesn't believe in StarClan that much, but then he does. He has many dream's of becoming leader , and deputy before that. He wants to prove he's not the same helpless kit that he was when he got here. Planetkit doesn't remember much about what happened before he got to the clan but, his best friend is the warrior Venusfrost He likes to play with that warrior only otherwise he is kind of shy.
Roleplayed by *Jaypaw*
Raccoonkit(tail)
He name tells you everything you need to know, he has been mistakened as a raccoon before. He has black stripes all over his grey fur and it looks like he is wearing a mask. He loves to climb up trees in his spare time. His mother is Breezewhisper and he never knew his father. Raccoontail thinks he really is a raccoon and he wants to find out where he really came from. Is he a raccoon or is he a cat?
Rped by Me-mow122
Pebblekit
Pebblekit is just your average kit. Always looking for fun and adventure. Except one thing. He is more active than any cat in the camp. He has tan fur and grey eyes. He runs everywhere. He never walks, always looking for something to do. He sometimes even will stay up for days without sleep. No one knows why he is so active but they've gotten used to it. Nothing can stop him from moving. Some are surprised he can even sleep. He thinks of this more of a benefit than a burden. He feels that it makes him capable of going to farther places and being able to run longer than anyone. Which happens to be the truth.
Rped by shinerpelt
Featherkit(breeze)
A pale gray she cat with gray-blue eyes. She is the daughter of two loners Claw and Fang. Her parent would kill any cat that came into their area. She grew up watching cats being killed for no reason. She knew that she was to learn how to kill with out feeling anything. One day a group of angry cats came and killed her parents. She hid and fed on beetles for a moon by that time she was almost 5 moons. When she came to the clan she heard of a medicine cat. She now wants to be a medicine cat. She is loving , caring, and thought full. Every Full moon she dreams of starry cats and no moon she dreams of her parents. She tells only the most trusted friends.
Rped by YelIowfang
Aerokit
A small black she-cat with caramel colored nose, paws and belly. She is outgoing and bubbly on the inside. She is very stubborn and needs to be told what to do several times before she does it. Although she is stubborn, and hard to handle, she is very sweet and will do anything for someone in need. She is small, but hopes to grow strong enough to defend herself in battle without the help of anyone. She has many dreams, such as being a strong, independent warrior.
Rp'd by Megster_3436
Hazelkit
A high tempered, dark brown she-cat with hazel eyes. She is kind but mostly to her sister, Honeykit. She loves being outside and often drags her sister into the forest. If you make her mad you will regret it, she'll get in your face and sometimes doesn't know what she is saying. Even through most cats dislike her because of her temper she is still a loving cat. When her father vanished and her mother left her and her sister to EarthClan she became more protective over her sister. When she and her sister first left to live in the clan from being loners she wonders why her mother left but knows it is for a good reason. She loves exploring and being in trees. She is unlike herself is she becomes nervous, when a young one is hurt, or if a clanmate dies. It is hard to believe that she and her sister..are sisters. She is one mysterious cat.
Rped by Readercat
Honeykit
A beautiful golden she-cat with honey-colored eyes. She is very sweet and kind. It is hard to believe that her and Hazelkit are sister! She loves to be in trees and help her clan. Her sister often drags her into the forest, she does not really like it but is worried about her sister. She has a soft heart but will seem to be a different cat when she is defending her clan. her father vanished and her mother left her and her sister to EarthClan from being loners. She hopes her mother left them for a good reason. She often has to brake up fights that her sister is in. It seems odd to her that cats like her better than her sister because she is so sweet and her sister is high0tempered. She loves ground more than tree really, but she does still like to climb them. She is kind to all but knows she can never make peace along clans. She is one sweet and caring cat.
Rped by Readercat
Lionkit(eclipse)
Her eyes are a cold, emotionless, icy blue. Indeed, those dark blue orbs can strike fear into the hearts of any cat who lock eyes with her. She seems to have no heart, so emotion, no /soul.\ Even when she talks her voice is blunt and flat, as though all the feelings inside of her have been sucked dry. Lioneclipse is a beautiful she-cat, with Long golden fur and snow white paws. But her beauty hides her malicious nature; she will seduce you into a trance, before slaughtering you before you can even react. She is Lioneclipse, warrior of EarthClan, with a heart of ice. She will never feel love or happiness; she only believes in getting what she wants when she wants. That is a part of her ruthless nature. She has no sympathy for the enemy, and her only wish in life is to gain more territory for her Clan - even if it means the death of her foes and her acquaintances in the meanwhile. When Lioneclipse was just a kit her parents were murdered by a ruthless rouge. She then joined EarthClan. And she made a promise that day. Anyone. Any cat who dared mess with her. Would see the defeating power... Of her claws.
Rped by Spotteddapple577
Foxkit(honey)
Foxkit is a bright orange she-cat with a white muzzle,tail tip, and chest. Her eyes are solid black, and her ears are abnormally pointy. Her favorite thing to do is run, she could run for ever, and never get tired. One day recently, she fell in a stream, when she was about to drown, she was saved by an unknown character, she could tell it was a she-cat, but they didn't smell Earthclan. When she runs by the stream she still shutters, she only goes near water to drink, and she tries to drink from shallow banks. Her parents died recently, they also fell in water, but something grabbed them, and pulled them under, or atleast that's what all the queens told her.
Rped by Cheetahsmeow
Ivykit(Moon)
Her dazzling black and white pelt with some brown and orange twisted in her pelt, her eyes are dazzling amber with blue on the outside.Her blood is not clan blood her mom is a kittypet and her dad is river he gave her to WhiteNoise to raise. She is strong and brave and even through she has long hair she can hunt will great stride and she can fight like a dove flying through the trees. She does not know she has 15other siblings that belong to each of the other clans.
Rped by Fallenbrook
Elders xx
Graytwist
Jaw slightly twisted from a fall out of a tree moons ago. Pelt a patchwork of old scars. Fur a dull gray and white. Eyes a pale and nearly sightless yellow. Old age and wisdom are apparent on this cat. Graytwist. A tom born long ago, back when things were simpler. He was born in twolegplace, in a nest already filled with cats. Simply named Splotch he lived his first moons in the stinking nest, filled with sick cats. His parents died soon after his birth and within two moons his two brothers also died. Only his older sister, Ginger, survived. The twolegs that owned them were both rather old and sickly, unsurprisingly they soon passed away as well. Now the fifty or so cats were trapped, Splotch was the strongest cat among the group, and soon enough they looked to him for leadership. After three days of being alone, their twolegs dead, the door opened. Animal control. The twolegs that haunted their nightmares. That's when Splotch really became a leader. Fearlessly he attacked the twolegs, followed by his sister Ginger and the others. They all escaped, with the exception of one of the younger, more hard-headed animals. After that they learned quickly. Splotch padded aimlessly through twolegplace, only at night, his group eating anything they could find. It quickly became obvious they couldn't all stay together. So Splotch began finding them homes. It wasn't hard. He'd wander up to a house with one or two of his cats and meow shrilly. When a twoleg answered the door he would hiss and swat at his followers. The twolegs would yowl and chase him off, comforting the cats he'd been about to 'fight'. Sooner than he'd realized it was just him and Ginger. Together the siblings set off for somewhere entirely different. The forest was wonderful. Full of life and potential. The two traveled far and wide, until they ran into the scents. Cats, and lots of them, by now the siblings were older, a long way from the kits in the twoleg nest. Immediately Splotch wanted to investigate, missing the closeness he'd gotten with his group. Ginger didn't. They spent days like this, trying to figure out a way to stay together. Eventually they decided it was time. Ginger went her own way, her last words before departing being, "I love you brother. You've made me proud. You've made them proud. Where ever this path takes you... know that I will always be your sister and you will always be my brother." After that he wandered, trying to find the source of the cats, but he