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FallClan Apprentices
Owlpaw[ spirit ]
Rp'd by Dappledkit
Mentor;; Meltingice;; song.oғ.тнe.pнoenιх♫
The beautiful daughter of Tigerlily and Twistrunner, Owlspirit is a kind hearted and wise she cat that loves to spend her time up in the trees late at night. Named for her black eye mask and lustrous brown tabby fur, Owlspirit is true to her name. She attacks from the trees, hidden from view until the last second and, much like her grandmother, Sunstar, she has a strong sense of justice and dislikes any cat that betrays the warrior code, though, she is not against bending the rules every little once in a while, since she has been told plenty of times by her uncle Embersun, that every rule deserves to be broken at least once. Her paws and tail tip are a black as night, and her chest is as white as snow. Her eyes are a beautiful ghostly green color, much like her mother’s before her. She is strong, well preserved, and a tactful fighter when needed, though she prefers to surprise cats from above over anything else. The trees are her true element. As a kit, Owlspirit loved to play with her siblings and the many other kits of FallClan, though at times she was often told she was too rough and rowdy with everybody. She is naturally loud, and even though she has the spirit of an owl, her mother’s tiger-like attitude and father’s quick witted charm still shine through in her heart. Maybe in moons to come she will prove her worth to more than just her clanmates.
Electricpaw [ angel ]
Rp'd by Luminositi
Mentor;; Mistrain;; Dappledkit
Electricangel's pelt is like a passing storm, a light gray color with white patches that resemble the clouds in the sky. Her eyes are a soothing green color, comforting and soft to anyone. Her voice is quiet like the wind, but when she raises it her voice is like a tornado. Electricangel is a soft she-cat, loving, tender, and a bit shy, she almost seems unbelievable and untouchable. Some disregard her sweet nature and think Eletricangel is weak, but don't take her for granted. When she's mad her tongue becomes like a whip and she lashes out at everyone, and what she lacks in strength she makes up in speed. If you look closely you'll see the lithe, long muscles around her legs, and being petite isn't a draw back for her, in fact it helps her run quicker and duck in the smallest places possible. She loves taking long walks out in the forest when she gets bored, it helps her calm down and she can easily forget all her troubles for a short while, which is relief for her. Electricangel relies deeply on her friends and hates being left alone, when she's alone she's afraid she'll just melt away and be forgotten. Being forgotten... one of her biggest fears. Her parents had forgotten about her when she was just a kit, leaving her at the entrance of Fallclan all alone. She was the runt of the litter, but she didn't deserve to just be left alone. Her parents are a harsh subject for Electricangel to talk about; if you ask her she just narrows her eyes but stays silent. Some don't know what this sweet she-cat would do if she ever crossed paths with her parents again... would she take revenge on them? No one knows... yet.
Umbrapaw[ tacita ]
Rp’d by song.oғ.тнe.pнoenιх♫
Mentor;; Triumphantgaze;; .:Fantasyrose:.
Large, bright, unblinking eyes stare up at you. They are midnight blue in color, so dark they are almost black. In this translucent blackness and underlying blueness, the pupils are almost lost. The whites are almost lost, too. They are reduced to slim slivers, glimpses of white beyond the endless tunnel of her blue-black eyes. Her lashes are long and lush. They are middle-to-light gray, and they frame her eyes perfectly. Their strange pale color offsets her dark, intense eyes so that all you see at first are those shining, captivating orbs. Finally you bring yourself to look away. What is the next thing you notice? The fur, most likely. It is short, but velvety soft in texture. White as snow on her belly and legs, but with gray and black patterns marking her back. Her muzzle is pure white, with a pale pink nose and long, white whiskers. The upper portion of her face, by her eyes and ears, is tabby-striped with gray and black, though. Her tail is white but banded with grays in every shade; light as in the clouds just after rain or dark as in the clouds just before a thunderstorm. What else will you notice about this she-cat? Most say her build. She is small-framed, built for running. Her muscles aren’t bulky at all, but they’re there, don’t worry. Her face is small and delicate. She has a long nose and tiny chin. Her eyes are the largest, most striking part of her face by far. Her legs are long but her chest, shoulders and hips are very narrow. She is thin, but not in a way that indicates a lack of food – more in a way that indicates a light build and lean muscles. Finally you sense the key difference between this she-cat and your average tabby. She has not said a word, not uttered a single “meow” during your whole inspection of her. Nobody knows what genetic mutation caused this in her, but Umbratacita is mute. Even as a kit, she never cried, whined, or wailed. She is not just a quiet, reserved she-cat: She really doesn’t have the capability to make a sound. With her vocal chords, of course. She is able to make noises with her other body parts, such as tapping her paws and scratching her claws against a tree, but she mainly doesn’t. She has mastered the art of walking silently. Her thick, velvety fur and soft paw pads muffle any minute whisper her paws might make against the forest floor. She has also taken an interest to blending in to the background visually, despite her beautiful, unusual pelt. She is working on melding herself with the shadows, and so far, she excels at it! Yet, Umbratacita’s natural silence can be a blessing and a curse. It might have made her an amazing hunter and good at stalking prey, but it sure can make communication difficult. She feels keenly the absence of a written language for cats, and has considered inventing one, but is not sure it will work. She communicates mainly by body language, pantomime, and sometimes sketching symbols into the dust. For example, she might draw a picture of a mouse if she wants to go hunting. No written characters are official, however, Umbratacita was named very aptly. The first part, Umbra, means “shadow” – a tribute to her ashen gray, black, and white coloring and ability to blend into the darkness. The second part, “tacita,” means silence, and was decided upon after her unique disability was discovered. Altogether, the name means “The shadow of the silent,” or “silent shadow.” The words come from Latin, the same language that much of her family shares. Her mother is Ultimaspiritus, and her father is Nobleflight. Her siblings are Oblituskit, Jovonkit, Nobilituskit, and Samudrakit. Many cats avoid Umbratacita, because they find her silence eerie or unnerving. Even those who are willing to spend time with her acknowledge the fact that it difficult to get to know her, judge her character, and pry out her secrets, because of her lack of speech. Because of this strange disability, Umbratacita doesn’t have many friends, besides her family members. It is unclear whether she will ever be able to find a mate because of her condition, either. Strangely enough, she doesn’t care much about that. She is somewhat of a hopeless dreamer, with her head in the clouds and her heart in the stars. She stays ever hopeful, although there is a slim chance of happiness in her life. She doesn’t seem to care, or notice, how low her odds are. She is never self-pitying, and always thinks of others before herself. In fact, she is very interested in herbs and healing, and would love to help others in this way. A position as a medicine cat would make her overjoyed. She is drawn to the plants and flowers of nature and is very curious about all of their purposes, medicinally and otherwise. She is very smart and learns quickly, and although she might not be able to tell another cat she understands them, she does. Her inability to find a mate could be another reason that a medicine cat would be a good position for her. She wouldn’t mind being alone in the medicine den on those long, lonely nights. She would be happy to serve her clan, because she likely wouldn’t have a mate anyway! The only problem is getting her clanmates to trust her and her capabilities. If only cats can see beyond her speechlessness to learn her true personality.
Oblituspaw[ nobility ]
Rp'd by Leafpool12
Mentor;; Nobleflight;; Spottedfire54
Large ears, strong muscles, and an unmistakable black and white dappled coat; this tom obviously takes after his father. Despite appearances, Oblitusnobility takes more after his mother than any of the other kits. Through his striking green eyes, he views the world with the wonder of kit, even as an elder. His words can be soft and kind, able to sooth the most rabid of foes, though are more typically playful when he’s with his friends. Being the offspring of Ultimaspiritus and Nobleflight proves somewhat difficult, however. Both parents, though gently, always push for their kits to be the best that they can be. This doesn’t sound like much, but for the delicate tom, it proves to be a burden. His body is capable to wreak havoc, though his gentle, kind mind rejects any kind of violence. Though he dislikes violence, he is protective of his siblings, willing to fight tooth and claw for any one of them. As fiercely proud as he is ashamed of his unwillingness to fight, he makes up for it in soothing words. Like his grandmother, he tends to lean more towards the healing arts, though not anything like what the medicine cats of the clans do. Instead, he works more with words. A well-placed accolade can sometimes do more good than any herb for most emotional wounds. Many wonder at his name, the odd pronunciation and language, but soon word spread through camp that the name was a concession for both the parents. His mother wanted him to have a traditional name from her home clan, and his father wanted him to have a normal warrior name, so they split the difference. His ways are different from many of his clan-mates, trying to soak in as much about his mother’s past life as he can. He aspires to one day become both as kind and gentle as his mother and as strong and charismatic as his father, though he doubts himself incessantly.
Brezzapaw[ fragile ]
Rp’d by WHiTeNoiSe-001
Mentor;; Ultimaspiritus;; Leafpool12
His name is interesting, isn't it? His mother always had a way with words. When translated, Brezzafragile literally means 'Fragile Breeze'. This is because he is, as the name suggests, as breakable as the weakest winds of green-leaf. His pelt is a rich shade of brown, with a slight hint of caramel highlights. His long fur is criss-crossed with intricate tabby stripes, like shadow of ferns across his slender frame. His underbelly is a shade of white that holds a pale brown hue, like the feathers of a pale dove. His front right paw is also white, like a sock that reaches to the middle of his leg. Brezzafragile's eyes are an interesting shade of green that has been mixed with pale amber. This little tom is silent in front of large crowds, as his shyness prevents him from being the energetic and playful warrior he wants to be. When he is along among friends, however, Brezzafragile becomes a tornado of energy, as if he never quite got over being a kit. He is known for cracking jokes and acting unpredictably, making even the most calm-minded cats wonder about his mental health. He's not crazy, just having fun! His romantic life, on the other hand, is something he keeps hidden from his clanmates. While Brezzafragile believes in being honest about your feelings, there is something stopping him from revealing his own. Every day, he sees the cat of his dreams slip farther and farther away from him. He is simply too shy, too afraid of being rejected, to try and chase after the one he loves. Brezzafragile has convinced himself that he'd be thrown out of FallClan if anyone found out, no matter who his parents are. And so he keeps it secret, like a bird in a covered cage, until he can be absolutely sure about how the clan would react.
Jovanpaw[ luce ]
Rp’d by .:Vesper:.
Mentor;; Honeybloom;; Leafpool12
Born in a time when half bloods fought full bloods, and where the own clan’s blood was splattered across the camp’s clearing from their own member’s claws, life has been anything but simple for Jovanluce. His parents were both half bloods, fighting for their right to remain with their kits. They were brave and strong, a great force to face that Jovanluce is proud to claim as his mother and father. It’s not hard to see the similarities between his parents and him. He shares his mother’s multi golden colored pelt that changes different shades of gold in the sunlight, while having his father’s amber eyes and facial features. His body is slim like his mother’s though. It makes up for a handsome cat, yet love is a word he doesn’t understand. It is confusing to him, on how one could love another so much. He seems prone to trouble, attracting it to himself when he wishes not to face it. His parents are loving though, Ultimaspiritus is busy with her own clan duties because she is a co-deputy, but Jovanluce understands and his father, Nobleflight is there for him a lot along with his siblings, Oblitusnobility, Noblituscustos, Umbratactia, Samurdacoral, and Brezzafragile. His family is very Latin oriented. His own name means majestic light, a name that he deserves for with his golden pelt when he walks into the sunlight it makes him light up as a majestic king. Jovanluce seems to take a particular interest in the daughters of the great leader, Illusionstar and her co-deputy who works beside his mother, Swiftstorm. They are all older than him, but he tends to hang close to them and defend them, admiring their bravery. It isn’t because he loves them, but instead that he looks up to them. This tom is extremely kind and helpful, always risking his life yet he doesn’t often get injured. He isn’t the strongest, nor the fastest but he can take more damage than any cat and still be just fine. He has endurance on his side, and can fight and run the longest. That is his advantage. This cat proves that you don’t have to be the best of the clan to make an influence; you just have to be kind to every cat and peaceful in the worse of situations, and to sometimes make a joke out of the darkness. He looks up to Chimerapaw, Rubypaw, Lightshine, and Spirit yet little does he know that at times he shines above even them.
Nobilispaw
Rp'd by Spottedfire54
Mentor;; Cardinalstorm;; Scypherstar
Just wakin' up in the morning and to be well, quite honest with ya', I ain't really sleep well. Nobility and honor are two things you must earn by your actions, and those two things are his life goal. Not respect, not fame, just honor and nobility. Ya' ever feel like you train of thought's been derailed? He has. Being born during the era of the fullbloods, life was harsh. He and his siblings were barely able to leave the nursery without encountering a fight between their clanmates. Life was terrible and it was only getting worse. The one who stood up and tried to protect his littermates was valiant little Nobiliskit. His name means "The Noble Guardian" and many believe he was named after his father Nobleflight because he is basically an exact replica. Same large ears, same black fur, same golden eyes, same white splash on his chest, if he was larger and older it would be nearly impossible to tell the two apart. The one thing that differs between the two is their personalities. Nobilis is valiant, loyal, selfless, noble and honorable. He would rather himself die than others and always is the one to jump to someone else's protection when needed. Also quiet and researved, he tends to keep away from others instead of making friends like his siblings. Well-built, he is better at fighting than he is at hunting and often messes up when it comes to stalking or prowling. Most of the time he is away from the camp, training himself to the limit. At times he has been labled as a perfectionist and that's perfectly fine with him because haters are gonna hate. Half the population's just waitin' to see me fail. Since he's the son of the Co-Deputy and has five other siblings, many cats don't expect him to go far like the others will. It may be true, but no matter what he will not let other get him down.He is a calm mannered cat and doesn't let his emotions bubble up that easily. It's not like him to be rude and if he ever is you'll know instantly that something is bothering him. Like a shadow he'll disappear into the darkness only to reappear somewhere else, his quiet attitude helping out there. The only time he'll speak up loud is when he's being protective. He tries his hardest to stay near his two sisters Umbra and Samudra to make sure they're safe, but every once in awhile he strays from their sides to live his own life. Quite adventurous, it's not uncommon to find his pawprints outside of the camp and in new areas. Intelligent and quick-witted, he thinks of ways to get out of situations easily and sometimes is hard to get a hold of. He likes competition at times and wouldn't mind bonding with others if it wasn't for being researved like he is. Maybe one day someone will find a way to crack his quiet shell and let the world see the true Nobiliscustos. Gonna live life 'til we're dead. Give me scars, give me pain. Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me; there goes the fighter, there goes the fighter. Here comes the fighter, that's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me, this one's a fighter.
Samudrapaw[ coral ]
Rp'd by .:FantasyRose:
Mentor;; Auberginedreams;; Leafpool12
No one remembers 2nd place, nor do they even pass it a second glance. It slips from mind as all the attention is transfixed to winner and loser. So what is 2nd? Hidden in the intangible shadows of another, ignored throughout existence, and simply unmemorable. A winner nor loser among a sea of spectators. "Samudra" means sea in Hindi, her emotions flowing like the unpredictable tides themselves. She's not miraculous, neither is she a heroine, or even someone to look up to. She's just Samudracoral. Ruffled waves of ashen-grey fur roll off of a small, undersized frame, plummeting into an oily-black color at the tail tip. Her clumsy paws seem to have been dipped into ebony paint, splattering her underbelly like an artist at worst. A confined mask barricades her muzzle and ear tips, lacing through her petite face like a silk spiderweb. Eyes of the ocean after an untamed storm. Embedded cracks of golden pigment bask around cobalt pools of silvery liquid. Samudracoral has average looks, but then again, what's so special about her? Born from the great Ultimaspiritus and Nobleflight, the little she-cat is expected to become great, and serve Fallclan to the best of her ability. What a disappointment she is. Sumudracoral always feels like an outcast, the unwanted burden to her family. Why couldn't she be courageous like her father? Clever and wise like her mother? Why was she the cursed kit of the litter? She often wonders why she was even ever born... a mistake. The grey she-cat prefers solitude, an uncomfortable feeling washing over her spine whenever she's around others. That unneeded feeling. Samudracoral has a difficult time fighting, her frail frame unable to withstand heavy impacts and blows, and her unnaturally long tail prevents her from hunting correctly, since it's always brushing the rattling leaves and alerting prey. It's a miracle she even became a warrior. A hopeless romantic, she is sure there will never be a tom out there for her. Who would want to be with a useless cat? Certainly they must be crazy. Her siblings, Oblitusnobility, Umbratacita, Jovankit, and Nobilituskit. Despite her doubts, unmentionable fears, and lonely feelings, this she-cat always wears a fake smile, a masquerade among strings of lies and "I'm okays." Samudracoral hates to make cats angry, and prefers to avoid fights and pointless violence. Though she doesn't show it much due to her shyness and abandoned thoughts, Samudracoral is truly protective over her family, and would give her last breath, even if it may not be much, to save them. Maybe this she-cat just doesn't know how truly beautiful, courageous, and clever she is..
Drummingpaw
Rp'd By Scypherstar
Mentor;; Cloverwish;; Vulpixkit
This richly caramel colored tabby stands merely six paws tall as a kitten. His black tabby stripes against the rich, brown orange caramel fur make him look like a tiger. His eyes are a glistening, sea blue, with an inner tint of sea-foam green. He has a white lower-jaw, with one white sock on his back left paw. He is quite spunky in ways, and has a knack for certain sounds and keys. He seemed to be able to put together all the sounds in the forest, and make a melody in his own ears, though little to no one else hears it. His most special talent is the drumming of stones, as he calls it. He takes his small claws and taps them on an assortment of rocks that he’s collected from his small adventures around the camp. He is quite a lonely fellow, but when he does find a friend he takes them in as if there were his own brother. He'd rather be drumming stones than anything else, and sometimes he gets distracted by the music he hears...sometimes? More like a lot!
Diamondpaw[ dust ]
Rp'd by Scypherstar
Mentor;; Pebblesplash;; Secretkit
When you look into the young, small she-cat's eyes, the only thing that you can think of is Diamonds. Even though her eyes are white, they sparkle with the soul and heart of a thousand cats, reflecting the heart and soul of the She-cat they lay upon. DiamondDust is a Pure White cat, smaller than most cats her age should be. Her hair is long and paws strong, having an extra toe on each of them. Though this does not limit her, only one thing stands in her way. She is Blind. She was born blind and has always had the white colored eyes, it is merely a genetic affect. She continues on as normal though, through her young life she has mastered the art of hearing and scenting, and most importantly feeling. All of her senses other than her site are near perfect, having been attuned over the years to fit her sightless needs. In her mind she sees all creatures as equal, all having the shape and form like her own, except only in differing sizes. She has no perception of color, for she has never seen color exist. She is a very calm she-cat, having to go easy on many things due to her disability. She walks slowly, always holding her head up and white eyes open, so she can feel the wind over her whiskers and eyes. You'd be surprised though how accurate she is. Even in pitch black, she can locate the sound of a rustling mouse, find her way to it only by hearing, and capture it without ever seeing the prey. She tries not to be dependent on others, but many force themselves upon her, thinking she is inferior due to her sight. But she is not inferior. DiamondDust is Clean, Classy, Clever, and Determined. She will never back down: No matter what comes of the situation. With others she is patience, for she has overtime experience the patience shown for her and her disability, and is grateful for the sacrifices made. She now puts this gratefulness into her everyday communications.As a kit, she was born to a loner, who almost instantly abandoned her the second she realized that the kit was blind, and would never be able to see. She was an outcast, an abnormal atrocity to some. But one clan saw her as the beautiful Diamond in the Ruff that she was: FallClan was a most fortunate Clan, for they adopted the adept Kitten into their world with grace and aid, which she plans fully to return to her clan, with every part and inch of her soul. But, even as a growing kit and young apprentice, others still shunned her, many still dogged her and all still pitied her, even when she's proven her strength and worth and true potential. How on Earth will she ever prove herself? Diamondkit then took up the task of staying near the Medicine Cat's den, smelling all the herbs and hearing all the treatments she could while she had time. Soon enough though, when her apprenticeship came 'round she began to collect the herbs that she had smelt, and focusing on their properties and powers as much, or even more than she focus so on her duties as a learning warrior. Due to this, some called her absent minded, some called her thoughtless, but she called herself brilliant, and Her courage plans to take her far, whichever path it may be...Even if she may be blind, she is eager to always learn, improve, and absorb all the she can, just to be the best little cat she can be.As a lifelong goal, this incredibly graceful she-cat only wants to prove herself to her clan, to show each and every cat and kitten and fox and fowl that even if she is imperfect, she is invincible from whatever they say, whatever they do, and can do anything that anyone normal can do, sometimes even better than the 'normal' cats do. She is a kindhearted wise-kitten, seemingly holding all the knowledge in the world deep inside her own mind. Some may think of her as Naive, and lame, but truly, she is Magnificent, she is Majestic, she is Outstanding, She is True-souled, and True-hearted. Will her pure, innocent and merciful heart lead her to the path of Glory, Or dark Infamy...?
Occultpaw
Rp’d by Leafpool12
Mentor;; Autumnstep;; WHiTeNoiSe-001
A breeze floats through the forest, winding its way through the majestic oaks and vibrant maples. A soft song hangs on the zephyr, leaving in its wake a feeling of mystery and silence. The leaves on nearby trees stir and begin to sway back and forth in time with an inaudible song, leaving the FallClan territory in a type of reverie. As suddenly as the spell started, it ends, just as the silhouette of a lithe cat pads out of the famous FallClan crystal caves. Back-lit by the glow of the gems, the cat's features were indistinguishable, leaving you in awe of its grace. Finally clearing the exit of the cave, the cat, now known to be a she-cat, looked up as if in confusion, then collapsed in a blinding glow of light. After the brightness fades away, you see in her place a brown tabby she-kit. This is the tale told by many in camp about Occultbreeze's sudden appearance, not to mention just after Mysticzephyr joined StarClan's ranks...of so they thought. Occultbreeze is a mahogany tabby she-cat with bright, expressive aquamarine eyes. Her features are soft and delicate, yet beneath them all is a battle hardened, death gouged warrior, having been subjected to life's harsh trials once before. She wasn't the only one, though. Her sister, Frostedinferno, and her mentor, Autumnstep, are both figures from her past, leaving her with the question why on her lips. Why were they sent back to FallClan to battle life again? Why not Sunstar, the leader during her past life? Why not Hawkflight? The pain from the loss of her mate was fresh, as was the fact she was so grief stricken, she didn't even watch her kits grow up before her very eyes. Though she was breathing, she was just as dead as her sister and all of her friends. Only the hopes of finding a loving beacon in the deadly storms of life keep her sane during episodes of her deja vu from her past life. Support from her friends and family keep her not only afloat, but sailing over the pain and loss from her last life, leaving her with the hopes that this one may be better.
Iridescentpaw
Rp'd by Spottedfire54
Mentor;; Shatteredparadigm;; Leafpool12
TBA
Universalpaw [ scream ]
Rp'd by .:FantasyRose:.
Mentor ;; Pebblesplash ;; Secretkit
The scream known around the world. It's heard everywhere, yet seen nowhere. So what is this scream? It lurks in the depths of your worst nightmares and most dreadful fears. His fur is an blue-grey color, long and shiny. Earthly eyes swim with joy in seeing others demise and pain, hilarious really. Lean, burly muscles ripple under his sleek coat, a walking magnet for she-cats, not that he is ever considering settling down. Born from the great Firestorm and Shadowshroud, this tom definitely lives up to his name. He is known for his charming charisma and witty responses. Universalscream seems to have an abundance of confidence, and isn't afraid to speak his highly clever mind. His best friend, the one who sees past his barricade, is his sister, Hauntedheart. He is a different being around her, letting his innermost thoughts and insecurities be revealed. Universalscream can talk pretty big, backing up what he says as well. He is far from a coward,a and can even spark up an argument when he feels like it. He tends to tease and parade on others misfortunes, and can be a bit of a bully. If only cats
could see the desperate cried inside the scream.
Toxicpaw[ diamond ]
Rp'd by Catlover1023
Mentor ;; Spottedfalcon ;; Curlee
Tears streaming down your face when I said I'll never let you go...All those shadows almost killed your light....I remember you saying don't leave me her alone...But all that's dead and gone and past tonight...Just close your eyes, the sun is going down...you'll be alright, no one can hurt you now...You and I will be safe and sound. What a way to describe Toxicdiamond. She is pure white and has a black striped tail that is very long. Her coat is short and spikey like her father's, Haywire's, and much unlike her mother's, Twilightivory's. She is the different one of her siblings. Her eyes are a bright, poisonous green. It usually makes everyone uneasy when she looks at them. She was always the most quiet and thoughtful of her siblings. She has five other siblings. She has 2 other sisters, Bubbleshine and Aquawhisper, and 3 brothers, Polarbengal, Berryfur, and Frostedhero. She loves them all very much and is usually the one that protects them and keeps them in check. Toxicdiamond never really had much alone time because she had so many siblings and her mother in the same nest, but when she did, she made the most of it by thinking about her life ahead and the warrior code. She is very brave and strong and would do anything for Fallclan, even if it meant losing her life. As she grew up, it was tough because she didn't make friends very easily. But, she was able to make it to be a warrior and is proud of herself. She longs to find love with her clan, but with everyone being creeped out by her eyes, she knows that she will have to wait for just the right one to come along. She struggles with hunting and fighting but tries her hardest to use her pelt to her advantage by attacking from above.
Flashpaw
Rp'd by Shinerpelt
Mentor ;; Firestorm ;; .:FantasyRose:.
Flashkit is a thoroughly bizarre cat. He can go from comforting you to scaring you to death in a second. He only chooses to do this when he is really bored, otherwise he is comforting, nice, and calming. He doesn't really go anywhere unless he has to. But he does like helping others. He has a tan pelt and beige eyes. He is playful and eloquent in speech. He also however will sometimes sit outside the camp at night.
Featherpaw
Rp'd by shinerpelt
Mentor ;; Obsidian ;; leafpool12
Featherkit runs faster and jumps higher than you would think any cat her size would. She has white fur and 2 tan stripes on her tail. She has sparkling orange eyes. She was alone with her brother, Spiritkit, when her parents abandoned her. She was left to die with her brother. Call it luck or fate that she would be able to find Fallclan camp. She had to take care of her brother within the 6 days of having to survive alone. Thankfully in the 5 moons she was with her parents, they had taught her how to hunt. She takes full responsibility for everything she does and it is against her nature to hurt an innocent cat. Her goal now is to become an apprentice.
Spiritpaw
Rp'd by shinerpelt
Mentor ;; Swiftstorm ;; .:~Forget.Me.Not~:.
Abandoned by his parents when he was born, Spiritkit had been taken care of by his older sister, Featherkit. He was born blind but has abnormally enhanced feeling, smelling, and hearing. He takes after his sister and though blind, still helps around. He has blue fur and sky blue eyes. He wasn't able to hunt when his parents abandoned him and his sister, but his sister was taught how to hunt days before they were abandoned and they were able to survive 6 days before his sister found the camp. He doesn't like the thought of cats fighting and finds it erratic and unnecessary so he's normally there to break up pointless fights.
Songpaw
Rp'd by CottanCandii
Mentor ;; Iluusionstar ;; Spottedfire
Songkit is a large pure white male kit with eyes a dark green with gold flecks, he has gray tipped ears and paws. He's very bright although can be solemn, and often prefers to be by himself rather than to be surrounded by others. Vivid dreams haunt him of his mother, who was killed or run off by another larger animal he can't name. Morningtree took care of him after finding him alone and half-starved. He's very limber and light on his feet, not a large blundering kit with no sense of balance. It's hard for him to get along with others because he mostly doesn't try, and doesn't feel like he can trust anyone.
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