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Fruitclan-(Accepting/Semi-literate)-Warriors
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//I just noticed
bruh
we have NO ELDERS
I need to make one soon
Cat name: Redfeather
Moons old: 22
Gender: tom
Rank: Warrior
Picture/Description:

Personality: Redfeather is an oddball, as he isn't good at hunting or fighting. Though his determination and gentle temperament allows him to feel like he at least has a reason why he stays in FruitClan. He doesn't take kindly to criticisms, believing that it is a personal attack on his character. However, the red tom laughs easily and has a positive outlook on life.
Kin: Shallowripple (mother, deceased) and Lionstrike (father, deceased)
History: His mother and father raised Redfeather to be "perfect;" including appearance, attitude, and skill. He tried to appease his parents by trying his hardest, though he was unable to; his clumsy paws let the prey know that there was something out there who wanted them and he was hesitant to lash out at any in battle. His parents passed away peacefully, leaving Redfeather some silence.
Password: Grassclan
Other: Nice to meet you, the name's Pipintan! I've been roleplaying for a while now 8+ years and I like roleplaying Warriors, Harry Potter, Pokemon, etc.

Cat name: Stonefoot
Moons old: Not sure, but he's very very old.
Gender: Male
Rank: Elder
Picture/Description:

Personality: He's a grumpy elder. He had always been a pretty slow cat, but he was a great fighter.
Kin: Long deceased
History: Stonefoot had always looked forward to becoming a warrior, but being slow hindered him greatly. He couldn't hunt properly because the prey always saw him coming, but he was a good fighter considering he used to be bulky. He's been in the clan longer than flintstar.
Password: Grassclan
Other: Stonefoot yawned and curled up in the elder's den, muttering angrily. "Back in my day, if any cat dared speak up against the leader they'd get their ears clawed off on the spot." he spat.//
Whiteleap stood at the entrance to Flintstar's den. "Flintstar? May I come in?" He called, hoping she wasn't too upset to accept the gift.
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Flintstar looked. "Yes you may." She said. She was in a slightly better mood now.
Firelight nods and takes the strawberries. "Alright, i'll be sure to keep that in mind." He takes the strawberries and places them in one of his empty storage spaces. "You've had a long day havent you? You should go visit Stonefoot. He might have a story for you."
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Streampaw made her way into the elders den looking around inside. She spotted Stonefoot curled up in the den. "Good evening Stonefoot, can I come in?" The small apprentice asked the elder.