Current Name: Blossomclaw
Other Names, if any: Firekit, Firepaw, Blossompaw
Age (in moons): 19 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Sexual Orientation: Straight.
Creation Date: 11/13/18
Residential Information
Current Affiliation/Clan: Thunderclan
Former Affiliation/Clan, if any: Windclan, Rogue
Rank: Queen
Mentor(s): Whitestorm
Apprentice(s): TBD
Mental Age: 13 Moons
Psychiatric Complications: N/A
Phobias: Losing the people she loves.
Sociability: 9/10
Outlook: 10/10
Responsibility: 5/10
Cleanliness: 6/10
Generosity: 10/10
Manners: 9/10
Bravery: 4/10
More Logical or More Emotional?: Emotional
Favorite Season: New Leaf
Favorite Food(s): Mice, Rabbits
Favorite Word: "Careful!"
Favorite Sound: Birds tweeting in the morning.
Greatest Hope: To have a family
Greatest Strength: Protecting her loved ones
Greatest Weakness: Seeing anyone hurting
Worst Nightmare: Death
Deepest Darkest Secret: She was born in Windclan and raised as a rogue.
Most Treasured Memory: The walk she and her sibling had when she was very young.
Quirk(s): Can be talkative
Theme Song(s): "Warriors" Imagine Dragons
Background
Place of Birth: Windclan
Date of Birth: N/A
Former rank(s): Rogue, Kit, Apprentice
Beliefs: Starclan
Physical Traits
Fur Color(s): Red, Orange, White, Black
Fur Texture: Smooth/Soft
Fur Length: Long
Markings: Black Paws, White Chest Fur
Eye Color: Light Green
Body Type/Structure: Thick and Fit
Height: Average
Weight: 9lb
Voice: Soft and Silky
Gait: N/A
Scent: Lemons
Current Name: Raccoontail
Other Names, if any: Raccoonkit, Raccoonpaw
Age (in moons): 23 Moons
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Creation Date: N/A
Residential Information
Current Affiliation/Clan: Riverclan
Former Affiliation/Clan, if any: N/A
Rank: Warrior
Mentor(s): ~ Hawktalon / @Vessel
Apprentice(s): ~ Snowpaw / @EternalShadows
Best Friend(s): TBD
Friend(s):
~ Dirt / @Dirtfur
Neutral: All of RC
Acquaintance(s): TBD
Enemies:
~ Nightsky / @Lonestar23
~ Raccoonpaw / @Lonestar23
Crush: TBD
Significant Other: TBD
Personality
Overview: Raccoontail is just normal persay. She is loyal to her clan, she follows the warrior code, and she isn't much of a trouble maker. The only off thing about her is how quiet she can be. Raccoontail was never one for talking unless necessary or ordered to. The time of sharing tongues is like a foreign language to her. She'd rather be out training or hunting for her clan. She pretty much puts everyone before herself, which one day will lead to her downfall.
Traits: Quiet, Loyal, Kind, Strong, Fighter, Sensible
Mental Age: 20 Moons
Psychiatric Complications: N/A
Phobias: Letting her clan down
Sociability: 3/10
Outlook: 5/10
Responsibility: 10/10
Cleanliness: 9/10
Generosity: 10/10
Manners: 10/10
Bravery: 8/10
More Logical or More Emotional?: Logical
Favorite Season: New Leaf
Favorite Food(s): Mice
Favorite Word: "Sense"
Favorite Sound: The approval of her leader
Greatest Hope: To one day lead a clan
Greatest Strength: Loyalty
Greatest Weakness: Putting everyone before herself
Worst Nightmare: Letting her leader down
Deepest Darkest Secret: She never spoke to her mother ever
Most Treasured Memory: Becoming a warrior
Quirk(s): Clumbsy, Always Late
Theme Song(s): N/A
Background
Place of Birth: Riverclan
Date of Birth: N/A
Former rank(s): Kit, Apprentice
Beliefs: Starclan
Physical Traits
Fur Color(s): White, Black, Grey
Fur Texture: Soft but harsh
Fur Length: Short
Markings: White Chest Fur, One Black Ear, One White Ear, and a Raccoon-Like Black and White Striped Tail
Eye Color: Blue
Body Type/Structure: Fit and Slim
Height: Average
Weight: 7lb
Voice: Stern but soft
Gait: N/A
Scent: Grass
Scars / Deformities: Chip in Right Ear
Diseases / Conditions: N/A
Coordination: 9/10
Reflexes: 10/10
Strength: 8/10
Windclan
Basics
Current Name: Shrewpaw
Other Names, if any: Shrewkit
Age (in moons): 12 Moons
Gender: Tom
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Creation Date: N/A
Residential Information
Current Affiliation/Clan: Windclan
Former Affiliation/Clan, if any: N/A
Rank: Apprentice
Mentor(s):
~ Larksong / @psyche
Apprentice(s): TBD
Best Friend(s): TBD
Friend(s):
~ Morningpaw / @Lonestar23
Neutral: All of WC
Acquaintance(s): TBD
Enemies:
~ Bunnypaw / @Lonestar23
Crush: TBD
Significant Other: TBD
Personality
Overview: Shrewpaw is a smirky little app. Very prideful of everything he does and expects some type of special treatment sometimes. Even though he thinks he does well, he really doesn't. Shrewpaw can be clumbsy, ignorant, and very, very, know-it-all like. Just look closely if you don't believe me! Who is that apprentice shuffling there way to the front of the crowd at meetings? You'll often find him just talking about how good of a hunter he is.
Traits: Smirky, Ignorant, Clumbsy, Know-It-All, Prideful, Annoying
Mental Age: 5 Moons
Psychiatric Complications: N/A
Phobias: Being told he is bad at something
Sociability: 9/10
Outlook: 8/10
Responsibility: 4/10
Cleanliness: 2/10
Generosity: 1/10
Manners: 3/10
Bravery: 7/10
More Logical or More Emotional?: Mix
Greatest Hope: To be deputy one day
Greatest Strength: Can annoy villians to the point they leave (Just a joke, none really)
Greatest Weakness: Very snarky
Worst Nightmare: Being told he is bad at anything
Deepest Darkest Secret: He knows he is bad at everything he does
Most Treasured Memory: The first time he caught a mouse
Quirk(s): Once fond of someone, his whole attitude changes when around them
Theme Song(s): "Wolf In Sheep's Clothing" Set It Off
Background
Place of Birth: Windclan
Date of Birth: N/A
Former rank(s): Kit
Beliefs: Starclan
Physical Traits
Fur Color(s): White and Sliver
Fur Texture: Soft as a Kittypet
Fur Length: Medium Length
Markings: Swirl Pattern All Over
Eye Color: Green
Body Type/Structure: Small and Fragile
Height: Small
Weight: 6lb
Voice: Squeaky and Tiny
Gait: N/A
Scent: Fall Leaves
Scars / Deformities: Scar across Left Ear
Diseases / Conditions: N/A
Coordination: 3/10
Reflexes: 4/10
Strength: 2/10
Shadowclan
Basics
Current Name: Squirrelear
Other Names, if any: Squirrelkit, Squirrelpaw
Age (in moons): 33
Gender: Tom
Sexual Orientation: Asexual
Creation Date: 12-13-19
Residential Information
Current Affiliation/Clan: Shadowclan
Former Affiliation/Clan, if any: N/A
Rank: Warrior
Mentor(s): N/A
Apprentice(s): TBD
Best Friend(s): TBD
Friend(s): TBD
Neutral: All of SC
Acquaintance(s): TBD
Enemies:
~ Sore / @Dirtfur
Crush: N/A
Significant Other: TBD
Personality
Overview: Squirrelear's name has never suited him. Unlike a squirrel, this cat doesn't run away in the face of fear. Instead he would probably be the one to cause the fear. Squirrel has always been one to cause trouble and be the first to volunteer for Shadowclan's little plans. His only regret is that his so called father. Even though he never knew him as his mother raised him, Squirrel always regretted that he had remorseful rogue blood running through him. If anyone were to bring up his heritage, even his own clanmates, Squirrel would mentally prepare to rip the cat apart piece by piece. Another one of his problems is his deadly fear of kits. It's not even a rational fear to him, but just the thought of kits sends him into a paralysis of fear that has him in the warriors den for the rest of the day. Even the sight of an apprentice will make him run in fear. This is just that one fear that makes you feel crazy.
Traits: Troublemaker || Judgy || Loyal || Hateful || Spiteful || Mean || Snarky
Sociability: 6/10
Outlook: 3/10
Responsibility: 5/10
Cleanliness: 9/10
Generosity: 2/10
Manners: 1/10
Bravery: 10/10
More Logical or More Emotional?: Logical
Favorite Season: New Leaf
Favorite Food(s): Anything with fur
Favorite Word: "Preposterous!"
Favorite Sound: His Leader's Voice
Greatest Hope: To one day be leader
Greatest Strength: Very loyal
Greatest Weakness: Easily scared off (Because of Pedophobia)
Worst Nightmare: Having children
Deepest Darkest Secret: Used to hide in moss as a kit due to fear of children
Most Treasured Memory: Becoming a warrior
Quirk(s): Very easily manipulated
Theme Song(s): N/A
Background
Place of Birth: Shadowclan Nursery
Date of Birth: N/A
Former rank(s): Kit, Apprentice
Beliefs: Starclan
Physical Traits
Fur Color(s): Red
Fur Texture: Fuzzy
Fur Length: Long
Markings: White under muzzle
Eye Color: Green
Body Type/Structure: Average
Height: 9.6 in.
Weight: 8.3lb
Voice: Taylor Lautner
Gait: N/A
Scent: Faint blood
Scars / Deformities: Scar across middle of tail
Diseases / Conditions: N/A
Coordination: 7/10
Reflexes: 3/10
Strength: 4/10
Outsiders
D a m s e l
"Oh, I guess I'm a damsel in distress. Though, it'll be you that needs saving pretty soon."
Basics
{ Name } Damsel
{ Previous Names } Dappledkit, Dappledpaw
{ Age } 26 moons
{ Gender } Cis Female
{ Sexuality } Queer- still questioning. Open for anything as of now
{ Home } Currently none
{ Heritage } 100% Thunderclan
{ Rank } None
{ Previous Ranks } Kit, Apprentice
{ Breed } Norwegian Forest cat mix
Education
inactive // dead
{ Mentor } N/A
{ Former Mentor } Open
{ Future Mentor } N/A
{ Apprentice } N/A
{ Former Apprentices } N/A
{ Future Apprentice } N/A
Appearance
{ Coat Color(s) } Black, ginger, and white
{ Fur Length } Medium-long
{ Fur Thickness } Slightly thick
{ Eye Color } Wide, dull pale yellow eyes
{ Tail Length } Feathery and long
{ Height } Average; not short not tall
{ Build } Not muscular of petite; in the middle
{ Scars } Multiple scars, such as a few claw marks horizontally above her right eye, along with several other slashes littered throughout her pelt.
{ Distinctive Features } None
“Boo, your no fun. It’s just a simple game of cat and mouse, you see? Now I’ll be the cat, and you’ll be the mouse. I would run if I were you, the game’s going to start soon.”
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Family
inactive // dead // *NPC
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“ ‘Sociopath?’ How flattering. But I’m a psychopath, hon’.
I would get it right next time, if I were you. There’s a clear difference in these things. A ‘sociopath’ would just kill you right now. A ‘psychopath’... well… let’s just say that we don’t want to miss the fun.”
Extras
{ Physical Health } Good
{ Illness(es) } Psychopathy
{ Illness Description } She doesn’t feel any remorse for her actions, along with not being able to distinguish right from wrong. She also has a tendency to lie and manipulate others and a general regard for her own safety and responsibilities
{ Phobia(s) } Developing
{ Phobia Reason(s) } N/A
{ Scent } A faint metallic smell, autumn leafs, fresh rain, and pine nettles
{ Accent } American
{ Voice } Naturally very flat, puts on a more of a sing-songy voice in front of others
{ Theme Song(s) } TBD
{ Type }
•Attracted to any gender as of now
•Prefers femininity over masculinity by a long shot
•Light gray or white-ish pelts are her favorite
•Finds blue and green eyes the most attractive
•Likes back-and-forth conversations, so a cat with a bit of a tongue and spunk
•Finds overly-chatty cats very irritable
{ Facts }
•Very loosely based off of serial killer Robert Hansen, who hunted his victims in the Alaskan wilderness before killing them
•Calls others “love” and “hon” and such
{ Name Origin }
Dappled- Her calico coat | Damsel- Thinks the name is perfect for her, makes her sound innocent and dainty
“Quote”
Backstory
Born into Thunderclan, Dappledkit knew she was never one for clan life. Finding the whole hierarchy stupid, she never understood why weak, diplomatic cats could make it into power. And the fact they kept useless cats around such as Elders and disabled felines was a wonder to her. In her mind, those that were strong should thrive while those that were weak should be left to die. It was simple, really. Yet the whole notion was frowned upon for some bizarre reason.
Apprenticed at six moons, the newly named Dappledpaw absolutely hated everything about being a clan cat at this point. Having to wake up as soon as the sun came up, having to clean bedding, even having to sheath her claws while training was such a nuisance. Her scheduled life was something she easily grew tired of. And not only did she have to put on a nice face for those she deemed weak, but she had to help the utterly useless elders from time to time.
Finally fed up, at 10 moons Dappledpaw left Thunderclan. It was simple, really. All she did was escape during the night, never to be seen again. She expected to miss her family, to miss her “friends” that she left behind. Yet she didn’t. So she lived her life as a rogue, living on the outskirts and defending herself. This was a fine life, one she enjoyed very much. But then an idiotic twerp decided to come to her territory. The cat must have been no more than 7 moons, while the still-named Dappledpaw was about 14.
Enraged by the feline encroaching on where she called home at the time, the molly was sent into a rage. The cat tried to defend themselves, landing a blow right above her eye, yet in the end they died with a swift bite to the neck. She was shocked, once again, by feeling no remorse by her actions. In fact, she actually liked the sensation of the blood flowing onto her paws, the metallic taste after she cleaned herself from the blood, the sight of the cats life draining right in front of her eyes. It never occurred to her that what she had done was wrong. Only the feeling of disappointment to of ended it all so quickly, when she could’ve drawn it out longer. What a pity.
W.I.P
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