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Crowflight
Username: Koiboi
Age: 37 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Leader
Relations: Silverthroat [Mother], Littlestep [Father], Rainfeather [Littermate], Smallsky [Littermate], Houndheart [Mentor]

Appearance: A dark blue tabby that almost appears to be a shade of black. His back is a slightly darker shade with a dark stripe running down his back and up his tail, which has become a short stub after his exile. His right shoulder bears a scar and his eyes are a bright green. The dark tom is shorter than your average warrior and very lithe.

Personality: Crowflight has learned to accommodate for his black of height by fighting smarter rather than harder. A manipulative and sly tom, Crowflight is very charismatic and has a way of getting what he wants. He is arrogant and proud to a point of fault, he can barely see past his own ego and gets into fights he can't win more often than not. Crowflight heavily relies on those he's manipulated to help aide him in combat. His lack of height is a touchy subject for him, pointing it out and even nocking him for it is one quick way to get on his bad side.
Backstory: Crowflight was born and raised in Burrclan, a proud and fierce warrior. His father had been lost to sickness when he was two moons, and his mother exiled from the clan a moon after that. Crowflight and his littermates were left in the care of another queen until they became apprentices. Crowflight was apprenticed to the clan's deputy at the time, Houndheart, and later became a warrior when he was 14 moons. He served as a warrior for 12 moons before taking on an apprentice, Dawnpaw. When Houndheart stepped down as deputy, Crowflight took his place at 31 moons. As Crowflight became deputy his true personality slowly showed itself. Suspected for the murder of two clanmate, Crowflight was held under suspicion but with no evidence Emberstar couldn't do much. However she had finally had enough after hearing Crowflight discussing plans to takeover the clan. He was exiled, taking those who followed him along with him to exile. He took them to war against the clan, in which resulted in the death of Emberstar and his own brother, Smallsky.

Other: Nope
Palpad: Yes
Password: The Darkest Hour


Dawnpelt
Username: Koiboi
Age: 22 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Fighter
Relations:

Appearance: An orange tabby with faded stripes showing more clearly on her legs. She has a scar stretching across her nose, bringing out her pale yellow eyes.

Personality: Dawnpelt is a very sarcastic cat, holding back her sharp tongue from nobody, excluding Crowflight. Some of her mentor's pride seemingly has rubbed off on her, though it's not near as subtle. She's boastful and arrogant, though seemingly timid around Crowflight.
Backstory: Dawnpelt was not originally apprenticed to Crowflight, her first mentor being Songlight. The warrior had mentored Dawnpaw for two moons before things seemed to go awry. After an encounter with loners on a border patrol was resolved rather peacefully she recalls Crowflight arguing with her mentor. Dawnpaw was filled with grief when Songlight's body was found near a small lake. Under a strange set of circumstances, Dawnpaw was apprenticed to Crowflight, though she was visibly nervous around the tom. Emberstar seemed to watch the two closely, which Dawnpw appreciated, though Crowflight brought her to realise that Emberstar possibly didn't trust them as they were the last two to see Songlight alive. When Dawnpaw was apprenticed she felt timid and afraid but when she became a warrior she realised it had mostly faded away, though she still felt jittery around her former mentor. When Crowflight was exiled from the clan, Dawnpelt felt the same would eventually happen to her as she was his apprentice, and she left with him.

Other: Dawnpelt is still a developing OC so some changes ti her personality may be seen.
Palpad: Yes
Password: Darkest Hour


Goosekit
Username: Koiboi
Age: 5 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Kit
Relations: Oliveeye [Mother], Honeykit [Littermate], Bumblekit [Littermate]

Appearance:
Personality: Goosekit is a rather cheery kit with no worries in life. He can be extremely bossy towards others, no matter their age or size. The kit is almost always somewhat giggly and active, often found playing with whenever is closest to them.
Backstory: Goosekit was not much older than he is now when Crowflight got exiled, and it was certainly an eye opening experience for the kit. He wasn't even aware cats could be forced to leave the clan, or that warriors could betray their clanmates. The whole experience has left him somewhat conflicted.

Other: Nopety nope
Palpad: Yes
Password: Darkest Hour


Oliveeye
Username: Koiboi
Age: 27 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Queen
Relations: Goosekit [Son], Honeykit [Son], Bumblekit [Daughter]

Appearance:
Personality: Oliveeye is somewhat skittish and on edge. She is a natural worrier though she tries to keep her fears under control. The queen tries her hardest not to be the "overbearing mother" thoug she feels she is failing miserably. Despite her many worries, the she-cat enjoys being a warrior and plans to return to that life after her kits have grown for at least a few more moons.
Backstory: Oliveeye has lived a fairly normal life. So that's cool. She almost lost her mate in the fight with Crow's band of rouges, causing her great worry.

Other: Mate is an NPC
Palpad: Yes or No?
Password: Darkest Hour

Rainfeather
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Female
Age: 37 moons
Personality: Grumpy, irritated, proud
Appearance: image

Physical description A slender tortoiseshell mink sepia point she-cat with pale green eyes. She is fairly short and delicate in appearance, but make no mistake, this cat is stronger than leaf-bare winds. Most of her pelt is a blended gradient of dusty dull browns, with the fur on her face being the darkest and the fur on her back being very close to cream or tan. Sparrowshade doesn't have much in the way of muscle as it appears - and most of her body is slender and willowy. She does tend to be a bit taller than the average warriors - undeniably - and has spent her adult years peering beyond the shoulders and ears of her clanmates.
Scent a mix of cherry and lemon verbena leaves

Personality Sparrowshade fit into the world of a medicine cat like a hand inside a glove, and its a recurring joke within burrclan that it seems this rank was made just for her. They're not wrong. Taking off right where her mentor, bramblecreek left off, she has served the leader of burrclan - emberstar - and the current leader, leafstar without a fail in her devotion to starclan or her loyalty to the clan. A methodical cat and exacting cat by nature, she demands precision from those around her, as well as herself. While this comes across as overbearing, it's just a sign of sparrowshade's high standards. To be frank, she would not demand something of another cat that she would not or could not do herself; she is not unreasonable in any way. She takes her job seriously, even if what she's treating is a minor injury. It takes a lot to shake sparrowshade, as her roots are ingrained firmly in the ground. However, this does mean that when something does shake this cat, it tends to stick around for a while. Unfortunately, she tends to hold a grudge, though her anger tends to be rather cold. Sparrowshades's cold temper and cool-as-a-cucumber attitude lacks the sweet, gentle touch that a medicine cat should have, and this has led to friction with her patients at times. Sparrowshade's practical nature does have its benefits however. She always knows where each and every herb can be found inside her den, and doesn't have to waste time. Instead, she can focus all her energy on her work, which she deems as how life should be spent. She has little tolerance for shoddy work, and can give one hell of a tongue lashing if displeased, making her a bit of a hard teacher to work under. Beneath her frigid exterior however, sparrowshade is capable of compassion and tenderness. In essence, she is a dichotomy, the steely, aloof way she presents herself belying her warmer interior.

History Sparrowshade wasn't always a medicine cat, in fact, and she was selected to take her brother's place. The tom had received an omen and message from starclan on his last visit to communicate with their ancestors - and understood that it was starclan's will that he step down in favor of his sister, sparrowpaw. Thus, he departed from her post, and sparrowpaw took his place. Sparrowpaw's teacher, the current medicine cat bramblecreek took over sparrowpaw's teachings. The young cat was quick to realize that bramblecreek was quite intolerant of any kind of fooling around. Being a medicine cat is serious work, bramblecreek told her, since she was responsible for the wellbeing of the cats in her clan. Making even a small mistake could have big consequences, and sparrowpaw learned this lesson the hard way when her brother riverpaw was attacked by a fox. Noticeably less organized in her youth than in her adult years, Sparrowpaw wasn't able to save her brother alone - and with Bramblecreek away gathering herbs - sparrowpaw very nearly lost him when she forgot where she put the marigold needed to prevent infection. Only the medicine cat's timely return saved her brother's life. Scarred from the near death of her brother, sparrowpaw threw herself into her work, working hard so as to ensure that she would never lose someone again. Her hard work paid off in the end, and she was granted her full name: sparrowshade; her brother became riverbreeze, his name granted two moons prior. Since then, the newly minted medicine cat worked alongside bramblecreek as an equal, and then worked alone after her mentor passed away from greencough. She served emberstar loyally, despite harboring her own misgivings about crowflight. She hid her negative views when crowflight was exiled. The medicine cat was struck when she found the dead bodies of her leader and crowflight's own brother, smallsky - and was unable to save them both. Now, more grim and alert than ever, she keeps her eye to the horizon, wary of when the rogue leader will strike again.

Password I'm not sure honestly. Probably the recent books?

Physical description Foxflame is a lean red mackeral tabby tom with bright green eyes. His muscles are taut and compact, rippling leanly under his coat. For the most part, while his leader has to use brain more than his brawn, he could very well charge into a fight head-on, and actually come out victorious. He knows how to fight, and has no problem throwing his weight around if it suits him. He comes in at average size, yet with the way he carries himself, he seems to be a lot taller than he really is. Foxflame's fur is striped with deep scars from his past rogue days, some more visible than others, and he carries them with pride, believing that they are a sign that he is a survivor. His coat is bright ginger orange, though accentuated with darker hues and stripes. His eyes are usually narrowed analytically, as if he is in deep thought, and the shade of green's hue, reminiscent of ferns, is rather cold.
Scent Foxflame smells of nutmeg, something like burnt wood, and pepper.

Personality

Practical, vigilant, cultured, daring, debonair, polite, clever, decisive, firm, contemplative, determined,
Strong-willed, prone to skepticism, firm, logical, laconic, meticulous, sarcastic, relentless, intense
Cynical, rather violent to an extent, grudge-holding, fiery, judgmental, solitary by nature, harsh, amoral

History Foxkit was born into the clan along with his siblings, Pebblekit and Finchkit, to his proud mother Russetfoot, and his 'father' Hawkswoop, who had died just moons prior. Russetfoot was devastated by the loss of her mate, but not just for the reasons that one would assume. Most of the clan, even Emberstar, had assumed that Hawkswoop was the father of the kits. It helped that the kits behaved like him too, since he was immensely involved in their lives growing up. But in truth, Foxkit's father was a rogue, Victor, that Russetfoot had met in her old twolegplace group, back when she was a rogue named Jane. That being said however, their relationship was not a happy one, built on manipulation and abuse. So, even though she was heavy with kit, she snuck out while the tom was asleep, and ran. Even though the city was big, she knew the way around like the back of her paw. She even rinsed her pelt multiple times to throw off her scent. Everything seemed to be going smoothly until she ran into a starving fox. The young vixen apparently had no qualms about making the young queen her next meal, and in a few moments, had the she-cat bleeding on the forest floor. The fox would have ended Jane's life had not a mysterious tom intervened and fought off the fox. The stranger, a striking ragdoll male with blue eyes who introduced himself as Aeleus, offered to treat her wounds once they were out of the open. So, bleeding and weak, the queen limped back to the tom's den. It is for this reason that the three kits are alive today. The next morning, Jane left, leaving a pair of freshly caught squirrels at the mouth of the den as a thank you to the tom. She met up with a patrol who granted her a place in Emberclan - as well as a new name, Russetfoot. There, as an official clan queen, she gave birth to Foxkit and his littermates, all perfectly healthy. Finchkit was named for his tabby fur, Pebblekit was a nod to Stonepelt's service, and Foxkit was named for the fox that had inadvertently brought her to this clan. Soon, she met another tom, a kindly yet powerful male who called himself Hawkswoop, who stepped in as the father.

For the most part, Foxkit's upbringing was normal. He and his siblings took after their psuedo-father, Hawkswoop to the point where most cats simply assumed he was the father after all. Unfortunately, his time with his 'kits' was cut short when he died from a particularly vicious snakebite. This shook Russetfoot to her core, and for a few moons, Foxkit, Pebblekit and Finchkit were left to other queens as nursery wards. Up until the appearance of a very familiar tom - Aeleus, now called Stonepaw. The tom became an older brother figure to the triplets, who would spend a lot of their time in their kithood with the older tom.

Physical description
Scent Cocoa beans and various berries

Personality

Sexuality Bisexual, male lean
Crush None; has not foregone a relationship at this time.
Mate & kits none.

Mother Blythe
Father Unknown
Siblings None. (Open!)
Former mentor None.
Apprentice None.

History

Password The recent books I guess?

Vixenheart had always lived a life a misfortune. Her childhood was robbed of her when her mother refused to give her the proper care she needed, her first lesson being that no one would help her. She would have to do things herself if she wanted anything. Her mentor was wholly unsuited to a vivacious she-cat who only wished to have fun, stubborn in her convictions to enjoy every moment of her life as if it was her last. She was loosing hope until she meet Crowflight who shared her ideals of doing whatever they had at their disposal to get what they wanted. But misfortune would continue to follow her even after finding someone she considered a friend as not a few moons after a careless fling with a kittypet whose name she didn't even bother learning, she became pregnant but only gave birth to one live kit, the other three either already dead from the moment they were birthed or died shortly after. Seeing that her remaining kit was already weak and at deaths door, Vixenheart chose to abandon the child and instead devoted her off time as a Queen to help set up situations that would be favorable to Crowflight. When the tom was exiled, it wasn't even a choice for Vixenheart. She simply left alongside him, putting her trust in the one cat who hadn't betrayed it yet.