Unlike the rest, we are vigorous in the water
While others fear it. It is the core of our morals, nature, and habits. It courses through us, surging with power and the clarity for our cleverness and beauty. It provides us with nourishment, the fish plentiful and fresh. Our kits grow strong and sturdy and our elders remain bright and beneficial. Water makes us what we are: WaterClan, the cunning and elegant. And, no, we aren't elaborating. Our leader, Musicalstar will show you around. But if you find her intimidating, our deputy or co-deputy can show you the camp without a problem. If you are interested in joining WaterClan, you had better come across with no bad intentions to our leader.
*Hollypaw*
Angellewing
kat-fan1000
ifaith1
Vulpixkit
Musicalstar
A small, undersized, she-cat that has a pelt that looks like the sky before a storm, a soft gray color with a cloud white patch that runs between her eyes and muzzle, but leaving a hint of smoky gray fur showing through the white patch on her nose. Her eyes are like a stream, a soft and tranquil blue color that can calm almost anyone. This cat was born and raised on music, the newest beats. She was a kitty-pet named Musical; her house-folks obsessed with music, the trait rubbing off on her. Despite how much she loved the music that pounded the walls of the house, she couldn't deny the fact that something was calling to her, something more than just taking food from a human. When they let her outside for the day, something was different, off. The music that normally played- weather the where home or not- was off. There was no sound coming from the house. Not a peep. No mouse squeaks, no water running, nothing. It was like the house was abandoned. It was like they're abandoned her. She waited for many days, thirsty and hungry, yet no one came back. It scared her more than the though of the wild cats that came near her home every day. Dejected, she left the house, in hopes of finding something to eat. By this time, she was growing thin and weak. She stumbled across a dance club, something she'd seen on TV and on the silly thing that told humans the date. Anyways, she wasn't the only cat to stumble into the Club, this other cat would become her best friend.As she grew to love the new place she could consider home, she found that she wasn't as alone as she thought. The cat that had first come to the club with her came back and befriended her. This other cat, Mystic, taught her the ropes. Taught her how to dance, fight, hunt, survive on her own. They where close in age, the more time they spent together, the closer they got. Everything seemed perfect. That is, until, a tom strolled into the picture. This tom hadarrogance written all over him, but something about him drew Musical in. Something about him made her heart beat like a drum. It beat rapid and it beat loud. After a couple moons of getting to know this mysterious tom- who she discovered was named Blake- she found that she was pregnate. Excited that she soon would be a monther, she went to her best friend. Mystical didn't seem very happy, in turn made Musical feel terrible and lonely. Soon after that a major earth-quake hit, making the club ratle. The people in the club paniced and didn't even think of the three cats that where always in the building. Musical and Mystical made it out, but Blake didn't. Her heart started to break when they found his body. Tears flowed freely down her face; the strong cat wasn't even trying to hide her heart ache. After many moons, her kits had been born(Dance and Jazzy); Dance had drowned and Jazzy was become more of hand-full for the two she-cats, so they opted to join one of the groups of cats. The first one they came to, WaterClan, was welcoming so they stayed. As she watched her only kit grow, her clanmates' respect for her grew. After staying for three moons, they decided to permantly join the clan, Musical had only one request. She wanted her name to become Musicaldance, in honor of her lost daughter and her original name.
*Hollypaw*
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Cardinalfeather
Cedarsoul
Like a fox, Cardinalfeather is swift and cunning, with her fox-coloured pelt to match. With a tongue as sharp as a thorn, no one wants to be on this she-cat's bad side, and if you are, watch out. No cat can hold a grudge as well as this cat. She hates fiercely, and loves just as fiercely. With a strong sense of loyalty, Cardinalfeather would protect what she holds dear without a second thought, no matter what happens to her. Cardinalfeather is born and bred WaterClan, and is a stickler for the warrior code. Breaking it is the same as turning your back on StarClan, and as far as she is concerned, there is no lower deed than that. Not looking for a mate and kits, believing that they just take her away from her duty, Cardinalfeather is really a she-cat to be feared.
Quick to help, slow to fight, and slow to aggravate, Cedarsoul is a sensitive soul. His pelt is colored tortoiseshell, and his eyes a hazy blue. He has a scar below his left eye from his first victorious battle as an apprentice, and his ear is frayed from his first battle as a warrior for Waterclan. Cedarsoul dislikes fighting, and will only do so if he agrees that its for a worthy cause. He is loyal to his clan, and will not hesitate to protect it or its members with his life. Cedarsoul also hates disagreements with those he cares about. He is honorable in that he will admit when he is wrong, and forgive when he knows he should. However, once he does become angry, watch out. Its as if every possible source of anger he puts out goes into a bottle, and when it opens, it all floods out at once. These are some of his less proud moments. Cedarsoul is strong, but not very agile. In a battle, his best maneuver is to outpower his opponent, rather than to outwit the other cat. His lack of agility also hinders his hunting at times too, but he is successful with larger prey who smell their predator rather than feeling the vibrations through the ground. Cedarsoul loves being around other Waterclan cats, especially the elders because he finds their wisdom very inspiring and insightful. He hopes that someday he will be as insightful as he finds them.
Angellewing
kat-fan1000
sfsf
Blakely
Timepaw*keeper
There was a time when dreams meant the same as futures, when words were soft and inviting, when the sun lasted longer and the darkness withered farther and the world was a story and the story was exciting. There was a time. It went away... Primal Instincts was a lot like walking in the dark, you don't know where you're going, you stop trusting things pretty fast, your cautious about any little thing that touches you and every sound feels like it's your end, you feel blind and helpless and even with someone guiding you all you can wonder is if this guide is guiding you to more darkness or out into the light if that even existed there. My brother and I shared the same common dreams, impossible one's, my brother to become the Nemesis of Primal Instincts, mines? the Shaman of Primal Instincts. Fact about Primal Instincts, you have to be related to Mouse, the current Shaman to ever become what here in Water Clan would be considered the medicine cat. I tell the truth, my father was a hopeless man, I was young and afraid, he never once saw my tears as I watched him cry every night in his sleep he only saw his pain. He died of a broken heart, too sad to live. I promised myself long ago I would never lose my self that far so instead of crying like I always did I left the darkness and searched every clan even Toxicity and asked if there was an opening for a medicine cat apprentice. The river sent me to Water Clan I thought I was going to die, I was drowning, it was Crescenstar who had saved me or Crescentdawn at the time. I have a celestial scarlet rayed coat blurred with celestial patterns of pale dawn, rosy rain and wine-red. I have a kinked tail and yellow and green wolf like eyes. I have a bit of a tortoiseshell pattern the way the jet black patches blur into my pelt. With my dream completed life should be perfect and it is, I've built up everything to be perfect only to burn it all down for all the rules I've already broken, it's only a matter to time till someone finds out my secrets. No one is afraid to win, but everyone is afraid to lose...
What would we do without time? Would we be lost? Go mad? This is how important time is to Timekeeper. Timekeeper is a grey classic tabby with the “bull’s eye” pattern on his well built body and has stripes on his legs, tail and chest. His pelt is rather captivating but what draws many in is the color of his ice blue eyes. He quite strong for a tom his age and is very intelligent. So why would a tom with strength, good looks, and smarts want to be a medicine cat? Well, the answer is simple. He loves the art of herbs and healing. He wears an old time two-leg stop watch around his neck. He is rather obsessed with the concept of time and has studied it and pondered it since he was small, in short he is a timeophile or better known as a chronophile. The stopwatch is rather small though which makes it easy for him to carry around his neck. He was born and raised in Wateclan and his loyalties will always lie within their depths. He loves the soft shimmering light that the moon casts down upon their clan and reflects off of the beautiful waters and isn't very friendly when it comes to the harsh rays of the sun which is why he mostly stays in the darkened medicine cat den. He has OCD and always needs things in place. He'll spend hours upon hours grooming his fur to perfecting and cleaning up the MC den. If even one thing is out of place he will instantly stop what he is doing and fix it till it is perfected. He doesn't know his parents very well because they died in battle, defending Waterclan. After their depths he pushed himself to be not only the best in fighting but the best with medicinal skills which is why he stood by Blakey's side for many years and learned her tactics and ways in healing. He wanted to be the best in these areas not only because he loved herbs but so no unnecessary deaths would come to his clan again. He has no desire for a mate nor kits and finds them rather burdening. He feels that him medicinal duties are more important than anything else as well as the fact that he likes toms, not she-cats. He is rather blunt as well which makes many cats think he is rude but on the contrary he is rather gentle and sweet. Because of his long years of self training he is known not only for his medicinal skills but his fighting skills as well, which is why he is always on the front line of any battles. His long whiskers are always twitching is thought and even though he does not like the sun he loves to stare at the water as the sun's light shimmers and dances off of its surface. He rarely makes friends outside of other clans, believing this is betraying Waterclan, but loves to go to gatherings so he can silently gather information about all the other clans. He also has a habit of tapping his long tail against the ground when he his concentrating very hard. It isn't a random tapping though, it is usually in a steady rhythm that is calming to most cats. He hopes to be a medicine cat for the rest of his days but will gladly step down to become a warrior if the clan needed more protecting.
ifaith1
Vulpixkit
dsfsdf
Warriors
*Judas
Loki'd!
Judas is built for battle. He is tall and broad shouldered, and meant to contain many more muscles than his body does. Because of his past as a loner-rogue, he constantly has an emaciated appearance, as his bones are far more defined than they should be. However, his skinniness takes away from his stockiness; as a result, swimming is easier than it should be. He is covered in coarse, light hairs that make up a light brown tabby coat. White hairs of the same nature cover his chest and part of his muzzle, and they are short distances away from his angular blue green eyes. Although Judas is lacking in the swimming department, he makes up for it in almost every other department. As a former loner-rogue, he is remarkably street smart. He notices the small details that most felines do not, and he is cautious and cynical, which further amplifies his keenness. Judas is constantly prepared for unusual circumstances, and he is a jack of all trades. He can fight, hunt, and do much more than one may imagine. However, what truly defines Judas is a characteristic that he did not have before WaterClan. As a loner-rogue, he believed that she-cats were good for fun, and kits were good for nothing. Now, he has a sense of respect and courtesy towards she-cats and a sense of love and affection towards kits. His paternal instinct may be strong and developed, but it did not magically appear; it is the result of having a family himself. His mate, Crescentstar, and his five kittens, Magpiecrown, Ravendance, Starlingsong, Crowkit, and Rookkit, shaped him to become the tom he is. Before his first few interactions with his mate, who was then Crescentdawn, he was sadistic and sarcastic; he disliked many of his Clanmates and was disliked by many of his Clanmates. He was a freeloader, and lived off of the hard work of others; he hated the Clan life, and had only joined because of a hard leaf bare. Prior to his arrival in WaterClan, he had been a part time loner and a part time rogue, as he lived in periods of serenity and periods of bloodthirstiness. Although the origins of the former are rather unclear, the origins of the latter are crystal clear. Judas was born as the result of a rogue, Simon, and a kittypet, Cyborea. His father stole him away from his mother when he was a few moons old, and raised him to be harsh, demeaning, and manipulative. However, his plan backfired when Judas murdered his own father, and left his home to totally change. Although Judas is named after the betrayer, he has become the exact opposite: loyal and steadfast to WaterClan..
*Aquashine
*Hollypaw*
A blue gray she-cat with shining aqua blue eyes. Her eyes make you want to bask in her beauty. She has a slender frame and her blue gray fur is thick and sleek. Aquashine is excellent at swimming and she is graceful when she swims. She is a good fisher, hunter, and fighter. You can either see her training by herself, taking a swim, or basking on a rock. Toms are enamored by her beauty, grace, strength, intelligence, and her kindness. Even though she seems serious, she is not always serious; Aquashine has a sense of humor and she can crack a joke if requested to do so. She is mature, but she can be cheeky and playful when she flirts with toms. She likes spending time with the kits, queens, apprentices, and elders of the clan. Aquashine is brave, loyal, hardworking, and is aware of how much the whole clan depends on her. She hopes to find a tom to mate and have kits together with him
*Jazzysoul
*Hollypaw*
Ginger tom with white stripes blended in. He has pale green eyes. His mother is Musicaldance, the current co-deputy of WaterClan. He never knew his father, his mother never talks about him. He was happy as a kit, before they came to the clan. Before his mother was given a Leadership possition. When he was just a kit he had a sister who, they where about as close- probably closer- than any regular siblings.
*(excused)Wolfmeadow
Baewolf
Wolfmeadow: sweet and quaint, yet sarcastic and aggressive. Those are a few words to describe the lovely, yet hot-headed she-cat known as Wolfmeadow. One moment she can seems as sweet as she looks, but the next she has her claws at your throat. Now, no one knows why she's this way, she just is. Though the rough, arrogant she-cat may not seem it, Wolfmeadow is not a Clanborn cat. In fact, she's not even forest born. You got it, the battle scarred, ferocious she-cat was in fact, a kittypet. She gave herself the name Wolf, and trained herself to hunt. After a while, she began to grow sick. She didn't know what to do, almost positive that she would die. She eventually realized that she couldn't manage on her own, and made her way to ___Clan. There she became a warrior, ending up with the name Wolfmeadow. The she-cat is quite small, with long, thin legs and narrow shoulders. But she has raw strength built up in her muscles, making her an outstanding battle opponent. Her pelt is short furred, but grows longer around her face and tail. It's a soft white color with silver and grey tabby markings dashing across. Her eyes are unique, a deep stormy blue that grow grey when she's angry. Her ears and pelt show signs off the battles she fought, and won. Wolfmeadow's soft looks may be deceiving, but do not underestimate this cat.
(dies in plot) Duckflight
Silverfin1313
Duckflight is a cat to be reckoned with. She might not look like much, really. She is a simple brown tabby with deep green eyes, just like the feathers on the head of a mallard, which is, coincidentally, where she got her name. Duckflight isn't long and slender and tough, like most clan cats. Her shape is rounded and pretty, with loose skin. Skin, not fat. Duckflight keeps her fur constantly soft and fluffy. With that particular aspect, she is almost obsessed. Duckflight is an excellent hunter, due to the fact that her paws have a great deal of long fur in-between the toes. Her claws are broad and rather dull, but they serve their purpose in battle. As a warrior, Duckflight is only adequate which she makes up for by being an excellent hunter. Duckflight, however, is smart. She was once captured by twolegs, and after spending long months with them, she slowly grew to understand a bit of their strange language. Duckflight is quite kind, but has a sense of humor. She is quite the strategist, but has never really had the chance to show it. She even knows basic herbal remedies. Duckflight has many friends among the clans, which has gained some disapproval. But that is what Duckflight is about:survival and friendship.
*Silverleaves
Faith
I'm not all that I seem and you'll never know me the way I know me. At one point I confused myself of being a guardian angel, sacrificing my torn apart life to save another. But now I know that it was a selffish act, a demon dream I cannot wake up from. I took a kits life and now it's my life. Confused? I died as an apprentice, sunk like a rock through the ice, I died a noble death in battle and saved my clan. Our battle field upon thin ice and all the kits cried as our clan fled to that ice never realizing the ground decayed away. The queens sang songs to their little one's and lied that it would be okay, the warriors backed up from the opposing side, cornered, the weight of our entire clan held by ice. I sprang down into the water and broke apart the ice creating a large division of water where our clan once sat, I seperated land like a God, like some other being higher then me and seperated the clans forever. I didn't feel a thing. The water numbed me and numbed my heart and when I woke up it still numbed my heart and there was no light or Star Clan or heavenly ancestors to greet me. Instead I found a weak kit and I possessed it's being and grew up with it. I remember it used to talk to me but now it's voice has faded away completely. I have white snowy fur with leaf like spots arranged in a snow leopard like pattern, my fur is thick, I have massive paws and a huge bushy tail. My brother Chasenevermore now seeks to destroy me for my actions and I seek to destroy him first. I'm not an angel or a life saver, a hero or a villain. I'm a noble demon, I'm the Devils Angel, I'm Silverleaves The Warrior.
*Wintersolstice
Faith
I like things better in the dark, I like the mystery better then the things I know. I see cats that aren't from my clan, and I try to get a warrior to help me but they just can't see them. I don't talk about them much anymore, everyone looks at me weird and thinks there's something wrong with me. Instead I pretend to be someone else, now I only talk about childish things like rainbows and pretend games. I don't talk about the shadows that have no body to go with it, I don't talk about the stories they tell me that keep me awake at night. The feeling you get when you feel someone is following you but no one is there, the feeling you get that the other side of that reflection in a puddle isn't you, the feeling that you are in danger when you are not, is all real, there is a world beyond ours and yet few can see it. I have vacant dark aqua eyes with black spikey fur and a few faded print of black leopard fur along my slender glossy body with a narrow fox like face. People say I have a drop dead gorgeous appearance with a dark sense of humor and a whispery soothingly haunting voice but I only mimic the one's around me. But I wonder, am I close to Star Clan with this gift of sugar, or am I close to something dark with this curse of venom. The night is growing closer... Colder.. Caving in, I'm scaring myself and somehow I can't help but feel that this isn't my imagination playing tricks with my head, and the more I doubt, the colder it get's, the faster time races, the shorter my heart beats, the less I breath...
Reflectiveflame
*Jaypaw*
You can't see your reflection in her fur, but maybe in her eyes. Eyes that seem to reflect back your life, and your past. Small and invisible, quiet and shy. Most cats don't notice her around, but you can always see that flash of silver that seems to make you blind. Silver fur, black paws, bright blue eyes. This cat makes you actually think about how you want to live, and makes you think of your past no matter how horrid it is. Reflectiveflame is innocent when it comes to that, she can't help it it's just the way she is that makes you remember. It's her voice, her scent, her eyes, shes slender, and lithe. She likes to hunt, and climb more then anything though fighting is kind of fun when it's playful. Even though she seems like a horror to some cats she can still have fun, most cats don't look her in the eyes because of it. Some people are immune to it, she's beautiful and in the moonlight she shines like a star, but she is oblivious to it. She doesn't know that the flash of bright eyes, and shining silver fur, makes her beautiful, she just think it's what she was born with. Most toms don't go up to her though because of it, even though they like her.
*Chasenevermore
Faith
I'm blind yet I can see all around me, I'm deaf but I hear the clans negative voices everyday in mumbled snoring tones. The answer I came up with, is that I am blind to the living, to the present. I can only see what was. I can see ghosts as clear as day as if they were living, I can see a land that once was before torn down by tornados, fires and lightning, perhaps a land before Water Clan. But when this land is quiet, I can hear voices from reality, where I really am at, and I can hear my siblings and father and all the other warriors. I don't know how I got stuck like this and I don't know how to get out of this. However I can see my so called brother as clear as day, only he's a ghost possessing my real brother. But as you can see there's a problem with that. Who is going to believe a statement like that? So I've made up my mind to go and stop him myself and free my brother from this infestation. I have aqua eyes, a silver tabby fur pattern with a white under belly all the way up to my chin, I'm unusually tall and lean with a silver flame running up on either side of my tail with a narrow fox like face and tufts of fur at the tips of my ears. I find I can never go back to yesterday because I was a different person then I was today and everyday I try to stop my brother and everyday we come a little bit closer to getting what we want.
*Firtail
Jeason567
FirTail is a black tom with white feet and underbelly with a big bushy tail. His eyes are blue as the sky at sunrise and he's taller at the shoulder than most toms and he has large muscles in his shoulder and legs. He is smaller in weight than he looks and is leaner than most toms in waterclan and he swifter and more agile than carp. His eyes are almond shaped and his fur has a slight hue of chocolate brown down his legs. He is a strikingly handsome tom and is very popular with the she cats.
*Auroraice
Jaypaw
Aurora. The definition of this word, is something about Northernlights. The Northernlights are beautiful, and unique all pretty colors. Auroraice is a pretty short furred she-cat with pretty ice blue eyes. Her fur is all different colors, all glorious, bright colors. Such as patches of ginger, blue-grey, black, grey. The only color she doesn't have is brown, because brown is dull and that is what she is not. Aurorakits personality is all different, just like how quickly the Northernlights change, but always pretty. Her fur is like a paint canvas, the colors are just splashed on that canvas of white. Not placed perfectly just thrown on. Auroraice, wants a mate who loves her for her personality, not how beautiful her and her fur is. Auroraice is the sister of Splashwhisper, they don't know because they don't look alike. They had both come from different twoleg nests, but deep inside they know.
*Eclipsewonder
Jaypaw
abandoned, alone, apart, by oneself, comfortless, companionless, deserted, desolate, destitute, disconsolate, down, empty, estranged, forsaken, godforsaken, homeless, isolated, left, lone, lonesome, outcast, reclusive, rejected, renounced, secluded, single, solitary, troglodytic, unattended, unbefriended, uncherished, unsocial, withdrawn. Ever met a cat who were any of these things? What about all of them? Ever met a cat who doesn't like to speak because someone might detect a hint of emotion in her voice.. The pain and sorrow, despair of how she feels since that dreadfull day? She doesn't like anyone knowing her past and how bad that effects her future. Her eyes are blank, or face is blank, her fur is always flat. She shows no anger, sorrow, happiness, anything she shows nothing. Her thoughts are hers, her feelings are hers, do you want them? Because your going to have to go through a thick wall but over the years it has crumbled, you may be frightened of what you find behind there, you may have nightmares and the twisted horrow may twist your mind and you will never be the same. Before you really want to see the real her or her past you better think long and hard because ever waking moment, and dream will be filled with those horrors, you can try to take them from her, give her some slack but they will always be hers to keep. That is if you can even try to get her to tell them.
*Fallingashes
Jaypaw
Close your eyes, and imagine this in your mind because, if you want to understand him your going to have to understand what he has been through, and you have to understand yourself. It's a barren waste ground, the ground is drenched in scarlet blood, the sky is yellow, the screeches of dying cats, and animals rings in your ears, and make your brain vibrate. Your filled with despair, and terror, what could this possibly be? The end of the world, the end of your life, or the end of life as we know it? None of those, it's the end of life as Fallingash knows it. Have you ever watched your parents slowly die of radiation? You don't even know it's there, it's a secret killer that whenever you find out that it is there it's to late. Try watching the sky turn yellow, and then every day another cat or animal dies, and you don't know why, can you feel your fur thinning, and your getting weaker, you can't breath and then your face is sinking in. Once you finally realize and you leave it's to late, your family and friends are dead, there is nothing left, nothing to live for. When you do leave, there isn't just radiation theres a fire, raining black ashes on everything you once knew, and as you leave you look behind and you know that there is nothing back there for you, everything is dead everything is gone. Here you are, now once you join somewhere with a lot of cats you keep everything to yourself, nothing can be told it's your own dreadfull memories of your past and will haunt you in your future. This is the story of Fallingash the last thing he saw was a blazing fire and the raining of ashes down on his old home, as he left all because of the silent killer, all because of that. There's one thing that you can't possibly know is that there was one survivor of the tragic event, or maybe two, your brother is somewhere your sister is somewhere, maybe they are there but the radiation clouded your brain. You forgot stuff you only know that you escaped the clutches of death and everything was gone. But, let me tell you something right now, the next time something happens he won't escape deaths clutches next time.
*Crescentdawn
*Jaypaw*
Imagine snow,a wide stretch of snow over open plains. Now on that snow stretched plain, imagine stripes of ashes. Then on the snow stretched plain with the stripes of fallen ash imagine long shadows, shadows that are dark and black. Then you see the gleam of green, forest green with yellow spirals, like a golden leaf spiraling to the ground in front of a background of a green forest. Now imagine all of this on a cat. Green forest, yellow swirl eyes, and a striped plain on snow white fur. She has a plume of a grey-white tail with a black tip. On her ears are tufts of grey. When most cats see her that is what they describe, and this is just six words that describes how she is. Determined, Strong,Compassionate,Even Tempered, and Wise. Six words that describe this she-cat, six words that mean everything to her. Crescentdawn has led a simple life, born in Waterclan as a kit. Well, like most cat's her mother and father died when she was an apprentice. Then trained as an apprentice and was as happy as anyone when she recieved her warrior name. She never tried to become Deputy or Co-Deputy, though she always had a little hope. She always thought she was kind of a follower, and not the leader. She always has worked hard to be the best cat she could possible be, never thinking that would lead to deputyship. She would feel weird, when she would see the flash of respect in other cats eyes, and to be talked to respectfully.She was the one who always talked to others respectfully. She always had her eyes on the ground, and now that had to change. She has always been such a compassionate she-cat, she was always determined to feed, and protect the clan that she loves. Even as a young warrior, she has a lot of experience and she is quite wise in certain categories. Now that she is older, she tries to be more serious. She still likes to be humorous, when it is needed and when she think's a little joke is necessary. With her wide eyes, they seem to melt you. Even when shes gone she still seems to be in your mind. When she talks her soft voice, has a small edge. A edge that makes you remember her the next time your going to do something bad. She has some toms tripping over their paws to get to her but, she turns them down softly. Deep inside theres that, leadership in her heart. She never thought she would try, or become a Deputy, so she put aside the small blossom of that thought. When she grew, so did the blossom so she started trying. Crescentdawn has always been a swimmer, a runner and a tree climber, she enjoys helping her clan anyway possible. She uses her litheness for her own good. Crescentdawn stepped down from leadership when she wanted to put more time into providing her clan, and adding lots of kits with her mate, Judas.
*Rainbowchaser
Vulpixkit
have you ever seen a rainbow in the sky, so beautiful and breath taking . It brings happiness and a sense of hope after a storm. A rainbow so high in the sky and colorful it looks like starclan is having a festival. Has it ever given you peace before? Well meet Rainbowchaser ,and beautiful she-cat, who was literally born under a rainbow. Her fur is as fluffy as fluffy can be and is a beautiful mix of different shades of brown with patches of honey gold. Her eyes are a unusual hazel/gold and sometimes will even change color according to her mood. She is very small for her size and is very quiet at times. She loves to swim and is very good at it too. She is very wise for her age and knows all the stories about starclan. Even though she is tiny she can take on anyone and uses her size as a advantage. She is a kind soul but she can be stern and tough when she needs to be. She may seem like the perfect cat right? Well there is one catch. Sadly she is blind but because she is so aware of everything you wouldn't notice or believe it.
*Illusionalgrace
Vulpixkit
Flashes of gold blind you as you walk through the forest. A flash of gold here a flash of gold there then silence...... Until you notice two beautiful pools of dark lead green orbs staring at you from the trees. I warn you to tread carefully on this ground for this she-cat may haunt your dreams with her beauty, but is she as beautiful on the outside as she is on the inside? Surprisingly yes. Her world is one of genteelness and compassion. She's even so gentle she'll take care of baby animals who have been hurt or injured. Her grace flows through you like a river. Smooth, calming, beautiful. But this is all a illusion for she is not that graceful at all. Maybe in her rare moments she may be but usually she is a giant klutz, yet no one notices because of her beauty. All they see is gracefulness. This is how she got the name Illusionalgrace. Of course she did not pick this name for herself. Her mother who was always jealous of her beauty and who would point out any flaw she had gave her the name. Her mother was mean and full of hate and would bring Illusionalgrace down without a second glance. At first her mother use to be as beautiful as a flower but a badger attack badly scared her and disfigured her beautiful face causing hate and jealously to seep into her mothers soul. Disgusted at how she looked Illusionalgrace's father left and became mates with the leader of her clan. Even though Illusionalgrace felt betrayed that her father had left her at the cold hard claws of her mother she still tried to look on the bright side of things. By the time Illusionalgrace had become a warrior her mother was so over come with jealously she couldn't even look at her daughter without screaming venom filled words. Slowly her mother began to go crazy. She attack Illusionalgrace planning on disfiguring her as well so they would be equals but a warrior from her clan who was in love with her followed and saved her. The clan soon banished her mother. Felling ashamed and alone Illusionalgrace set out to find her mother and tell her she forgave her and loved her. Unfortunately on her journey she was over come by a flood. A waterclan patrol found her just barley breathing and saved her, but ever since the flood she is deadly afraid of water and will freeze at the smallest sound of a river or waterfall. She loves the night tough. Finding it enchanting and magical. She hoped that one day she will become a well known warrior who many look up to.
*Oakhawk
Vulpixkit
A ruddy brown, short haired, tabby tom with pale amber eyes that are sprinkled with gold. Unusually pointy ears grace the top of his head, giving him a sharp, distinguished look. Born, raised, and taught, this tom has pure Waterclan blood running through his veins. His muscles are lean and well built from hours and hours of endless swimming and his large paws help him push through the water. He seems to be the image of a perfect Waterclan warrior. He has no weaknesses, no physical handicaps he's just. Perfect. Oakhawk has excellent eye sight topped off with amazing hearing. These features make him the perfect hunter. He soundlessly glides through the forest like a ghost among the shadows. Hunting, searching, waitingfor what? He'll never know. There's just something in his gut that tells him that something is coming. He hopes that one day he will find a mate and settle down and give life to Waterclan like his parents did and their parents before them.
*Copperline
Vulpixkit
Copper is beautiful. It shimmers and dances in the sunlight and is useful in many ways. This is what Copperline is like. Beautiful and always trying her best to be useful. Her pelt is a coppery hue with flecks of dark honey gold hidden in its depths. When the sun hits it just right it shimmers and dances and looks just magnificent. Her eyes are a pure innocent blue that hold no secrets. Her muzzle is always stretched to the limit in a wide smile and it seems that no one can ever get her down. No one really knows where she came from though. She just showed up one day, walked into camp, and it was like she was there the whole time.She's not one for battling but like most Waterclan warriors she loves to fish. She is unwaveringly faithful and only has loyalty for one thing, Waterclan. She had paws and a white tail tip with long white whiskers to complete her look. She is of average height and build and doesnt mind getting her paws dirty.
*Toyfollower
Vulpixkit
Would you follow someone blindly to hell and back? Even if it meant losing your own soul and causing you to become a broken toy in the process? Toyfollower wasn't always the way he is now. He use to be sweet and kind but after years of going through silent torture his personality began to twist into something that was no longer audible. His pelt is a light tan color with darker flecks powdered across his muscular frame. In some ways you could say he was a little TOO muscular but most dare not voice it for fear of him turning on them as well. He pale green eyes seem to flicker from one thing to another, never staking on one object for too long. He's a bit jumpy which causing him to be quite harsh if someone manages to sneak up on him. He has a giant booming laugh that can shake even the ground but it's a warm welcoming laugh, not something to be afraid of.
*Honeybadger
Vulpixkit
A Siamese tom who not only enjoys the hunt but the fight as well. He is very protective of his twin sister, Honeyguide, and will do anything to keep her safe. His background is one of secrecy as his sister and him were found on Waterclan land hungry and lost in the battles of their own mind. His pale blue eyes are haunted by the ghosts of his past that very few know about. Honeybadger and his sister were abandon as kits since Siamese twins were thought of as cursed and brought bad luck onto a clan. They were instantly shoved out into the cold, right by a fox den soon after birth. Luckily, the fox was a nursing female who took them in as one of her own. When the time came, the twins left as to start a life of their own, but because of their mother they refused to kill, or encourage the killing, of foxes. Since their own "mother" could not name them they ended up naming themselves. While walking along the different lands they came across an old clan cat who had become a loner. He had told them about clan life and about the different animals on their land. One was a fierce animal called the Honey Badger while the other was a sweet song bird called the Honey Guide. The honey guide bird can locate honey in a bees' nest but is unable to get to the honey for itself, so it guides the badger to the nest. The honey badger cannot find the nest easily by itself but, once shown the nest by the bird, the badger can open the nest with relative ease, using its huge claws. The badger eats the honey it wants and the bird feeds on the remains. Seeing as these two creatures not only matches their personalities but seem to describe how they were towards each other Honeybadger decided to adopt the name while his sister took the sweet song bird's name
*Honeyguide
Vulpixkit
The other half to her Siamese twin Honeyguide is very sweet. She is rather small though but her loud and beautiful singing voice makes up for it. She loves her twin brother very much and is the one thing that has brought sweetness and love into his life. Her own pale blue eyes matches her brother's and are filled with laughter and smiles. She is very cautious of others but loves to help her brother and make him laugh. In her eyes he is the only tom in his life but her mind wanders sometimes on what it would feel like for a tom to be in love with her and vise versa. While her brother enjoys battling and killing she is move of an observer and doesn't like nasty fights. She loves to just watch the day go by and listen to what is around her. Her laugh and voice is very soft and sing song like which makes many stop for a few moments to ponder on her voice. She is rather quick and takes pride in it. Whether it's racing or chasing a rabbit she always makes it into a competition. She doesn't mind that she was left for dead since the past is the past but she doesn't like it brought up either and because of her fox mother she has a rather odd affection for foxes and will even seek them out to see if they are the mother her twin brother and her left behind to find a life of their own. She always seems to be searching but for what no many are sure of. Sometimes it seems that she doesn't even know herself
*Crystalizedjaybird
Vulpixkit
Crystalizedjaybird is a lithe, lean, hard-muscled, compact Russian blue she-cat with a thick accent and penetrating green eyes. Her long feather tail swishes back and forth in a hypnotizing movement as her head is cocked slightly to the side as she grasps every work you speak and shoves it into her brain. She use to be an assassin for Lithium but now resides in the heart of Waterclan where her loyalties will forever lie. She is in many ways likes a snake with her captivating pale blue-grey fur while her piercing, round, wide, clear, brilliant, green eyes pull you in and cause you to want to do her every whim. She is a killer by nature but since coming to Waterclan she has learned that this is not what life is all about. She is wise beyond her years and while Waterclan has taught her about life she has taught them about fighting moves and stealth. She absolutely loves the water and because of her fur she easily blends in with it's blue surface. Her paws steps are silent and if one can not hear them they will suffer with their life, but like I said she has learned that death is not everything which has caused her to have a soft side. She loves kits and has a habit of getting caught play fighting with them. She is always in the front line of every battle and is a strong believer of Starclan, giving them her utmost faith. Her smile is rather lopsided and awkward though since she is just learnin