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Username: Cherry_Flavored_Fox

Cat name: Shadedfur

Moons old: 32

Gender: She-cat

Rank: Warrior

Picture/Description:

Personality: A feisty she-cat with a hostile attitude. She's respectful of her clan mates but her long claws and sharp eyes intimidate most felines. Shadedfur is a powerful cat despite her relatively small size, making her feared as one of the deadliest warriors. Though with the tactful battle strategies and expert moves comes a draw back. She often over calculates while hunting, resulting in many failed captures.

Kin: Shadedfur is a clan cat down to the last drop of blood. Her parents were both clan born and died together fighting valiantly to save their clan. They rested in a puddle of their mixed blood, their paws intertwining and noses touching in a final farewell.

History: This cat has a long, jagged scar along the right side of her body. Most cats don't know how she got it but rumors spread like wild fire. Some think it was a fall, others a ferocious battle or dogs. Only a few cats know the truth.

Other: She has an ambition to become the deputy one day, and will fight to earn the trust and loyalty of her clan to be rewarded with the title.


Sample:

The dark she-cat slipped out of the warriors den with a large yawn. She'd been on the dawn patrol and was taking a well deserved nap before the scent of prey woke her. She stretched, her spine arching up then down, front legs extended while her claws flexed. When she relaxed again Shadedfur let out a long sigh before padding over to the fresh kill pile to take a squirrel. The tender green leaf flesh made her purr despite the tuffs of brown fur getting caught between her teeth.

Bones crunched between her powerful jaws as she devoured her meal until only scraps of fur were left behind. The small she-cat licked her lips clean with a low purr before settling herself down for a nice wash, lapping at a paw and dragging it over her face, cleaning the scent of fresh kill from her whiskers.

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//You dont have to, accepted

The only thing you really need to change is the age of your cats and thats not very important. We can start now.//

Whitestar stared at the entrance of his clan. So I'm leader now....Flintstar is gone and starclan blessed me with leadership... He shook his head in shock. My mate is gone too...I've lost so much, yet I've gained so much....and hopefully starclan approves of my choice.. He thought to himself, padding into the camp. He hops up onto the hightree and looked over the clearing, before clearing his throat. His kits were at the age of apprenticeship, and he knew who he wanted to be deputy. He felt it was a risky choice, but the cat he had in mind had proved that they were loyal to the clan and they wanted to keep it safe. He looked up and called out to his cats. "Let all cats old enough to catch there own prey gather underneath the hightree for a clan meeting." He smiled as he saw his two kits stumble out from the apprentices den. They were beautiful, and they would make strong warriors.

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Shadedfur rubbed her whiskers clean with a soft purr. With Flintstar's recent abduction the whole clan was rightfully on alert and the tension was thick. However, gazing down at her sister's kit pulled a warmth from her chest she couldn't contain. "Go back to the nursery Leopardkit, Rosepetal's worried sick." Her grey paw swatted at the spotted kitten. Though, he and Shadowkit were almost old enough for their apprentice names.

Perking her ears at the call, Shadedfur stretched quickly before padding over to the center of camp. She took a seat by the Hightree, gazing up at Fruitclan's new leader.

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Thunderflight eyes opened up a bit when hearing the clan meeting call. She yawned and dug her claws into her nest to stretch. After stretching she groomed her fur a bit to make it look neat, she was definitely not attending the meeting looking like a sleeping badger. She then headed out of the warriors den and made her way underneath the hightree. Her eyes skimming across the crowd of cats as she sat down flicking her tail.

Whitestar examined his clan for a while before he began to speak. "I have a few things to say. As you all know, Flintstar was taken away. We may not be able to get her back, so Starclan has granted me my nine lives to continue leading Fruitclan. Now I must appoint a new deputy to assist me." He looks around before looking to the sky. "I say this in front of Starclan, and may they hear and approve of my choice." He meows, turning to look Shadedfur in the eyes. "Shadedfur will be Fruitclan's new deputy. She has proven that she will be able to keep the clan strong and safe, and I wouldnt ever allow my clan to fall into danger." he dipped his head respectfully, beckoning his new deputy forwards. Once again falling silent, he looked at his two kits. "My kits are also ready to be apprenticed. I've thought hard about who I've wanted to mentor them. Snowkit will be apprenticed by Thunderflight. She is a strong and loyal warrior, and I would love for her to pass on her knowledge to my kin. Tundrakit will be apprenticed by Shadedfur. Shes timid, and I would like a strong-willed and brave warrior to train her."

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Foxstep ruffled her fur happilly as she ran down from the sky, closer to her clan. a day not to miss..but also a day of bad news... she bounded down the star covered trail, closer to the ground. Oh my dear clan..how i miss you..and Flintstar.. She sighed sadly as she remembered her old friend. The ancients had told her that "FlintStar had somehow vanished and not even starclan knew what happened". With a leap, she landed softly next to Whitestar and smiled. I wish i could tell you how much Snowflank misses you.. But this message is for someone else.. She sat down to watch the ceremony silently It's just a ceremony..the message can wait.

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Your mother would be so proud of you Whitestar thought as he watched his kits. He stood up straighter as he felt the presence of Foxstep among him.

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Foxstep sniffed as she watched the kits. [i]Speaking about kits...[/s] She quickly got up and ran down the rock, over to Firelight. "Oh Firelight," she meowed softly trying to get his attention.

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Mangopaw stretched a bit and walked to the nursery to see her kits, they haven't opened their eyes yet. So she just licked them clean, she heard the soft meows of her kits and she softly purred, when she finished, she left her kits and continued hunting, as always


(Guys i just left for a while and now we are on page 2 0.o)

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Firelight perked his ears and looked at Foxstep. "What are you doing here?" he purred softly, nosing the cat weaved in stars. "Do you think we could talk later? This ceremony is a tad bit important for the clan... Unless it's urgent"


(Glotilde, they're supposed to be at a clan ceremony)

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Foxstep smiled and tilted her head. "Sure, it can wait, its not like it will happen in a moon." She sat down and curled her tail around her paws. She looked around the clan and smiled. Flintstar would be proud of Whitestar..wheerever she is..

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"How's Snowflank? Her kits are doing well, especially Snowpaw. Shes determined to let her mother's spirit shine through, and shes already a sweetheart~" he purrs softly, looking up as the two new apprentices approach their mentors.

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Shadedfur's tail lifted up when her name was called, but quickly hid away her excitment to instead hold her head high with pride. Her chest fluffed out a little but her walk was even and smooth when she moved to meet Whiteleap. She was purring, low but audible. She would make her clan proud, and she would keep it strong for as many moons as Starclan offered her.

It was a relief and a great joy. "I'll do my best Whitestar."

Her attention turned to Tundrakit and gazed down at her. She was intimidating to most cats, an icy stare and a curl of claws was all it took. Leaning down she offered her nose. "Work hard, I'll accept nothing less."

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Foxstep smiled. "She's proud of her kits, and misses Whitestar of course." She turned to watch Shadedfur and twitched. "Wise indeed, yes Shadedfur may seem rough and cold on the exterior.. But the interior.." She smiled and watched Tundrapaw and Snowpaw. "They won't be innocent kits for long though..." She whispered.

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Tundrapaw leans up and touches her nose to Shadedfur's nervously. "I'll t-try to do my best... I hope the longing for Snowflank doesnt overwhelm me....I don't want to disappoint you." Tundrapaw smiled softly.

Firelight's fur bristles and he turns to Foxstep. "What do you mean? Snowpaw and Tundrapaw couldnt possibly be associated with the betrayal the prophecy mentioned could they? I mean, Snowpaw is so young and shes already trying to be her mother's image, she couldn't possibly betray us!" he hiss whispered.

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((sorry, no post. bed time. yes))

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//its fine im going to bed in a sec too

also we need toms someone make toms

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//is working on a tom
Yesssss

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//RP is now closed for the night while i'm in bed to avoid chaos. You are allowed to submit forms, and Kit you should probably respond to my post tonight so you dont forget like usual orz

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//innocent smiling : )

Foxstep twitched her whiskers silently. "Who knows, not even starclan knows what entirely hapens in the future. Who knows, maybe they, can, maybe they are'nt, maybe snowpaw might change. We only catch glimpses of whats to come, and what could happen." She flicked her tail and yawned. "Maybe this prophecy is untrue and fake and im not really dead and Flintstars not really gone and all that happened was a dream. You never know whats true or whats wrong ." She meowed and tilted her head up to watch the sky.

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