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Home from work. Aaaand dang. I burned my finger lighting a candle. Need to learn to type without my right index finger cause it hurts too much. I'm too accident prone. :(

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On a lunch break at work. How is everyone today?

Haha I don't remember hitting it either.

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I am finally home from work! Except I hit my head and now I have a painful lump. Owwie. :(

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I am here, but I am also figuring out what I am doing for dinner. I hope everyone's day was nice. :)

Will this help?

http://warriors.wikia.com/wiki/Tallpines

Well, there's nothing wrong with that! I miss school.

Anyway, I'm going to go vacuum really quick before it gets too late in the day and I disturb my neighbors. (Hurray apartment life!) I'll be back in a little bit.

I do look forward to seeing everyone's characters! I always enjoy seeing what others do differently.

Also I don't know if you're in school or not, I know a lot of people are. I'm not so I have a lot of free time once I get home from work. That might be why it seems I make them too quick. (I don't know maybe)

In my defense, my two ShadowClan cats I already have made. I just had to edit them. I decided to make the rest new/original for this group though.

Maybe I do spit them out a little too quick. I'm left waiting for everyone else and have to try not to be impatient. Haha, I'm sorry.

Ah, yes characters. I have one character left to make, but she's almost done. Just waiting on some information from Kaley, she's the kit's mom.

I may or not have a problem. Too many cats. Woof.

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Doing random stuff, but here if anyone wants to talk!

Name: Cherrykit||"Witheredpaw"||Cherrypaw||Cherryleaf
Age: 15 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Mentor:___

Personality:
Cherrypaw is a calm and matter-of-fact cat. She has a no-nonsense attitude that demands respect. She cares for all in her clan as if they were family, whether they like her or not. When she was younger she had some confidence issues, but now that she has grown into her role as a healer Cherrypaw has not minded her crippled leg as much and tends to not let it bother her. She ignores the looks she receives, but most of those have long since disappeared since she has found a way to prove her worth. Cherrypaw is smart and eager to learn, quickly absorbing and memorizing the knowledge her mentor gives her.

Appearance:
Description:Cherrypaw is a tortoiseshell and white cat. She has a small, lean body with a long tail. She is missing the tip of one ear back from her warrior apprentice days, otherwise she has a soft and gentle appearance. Her eyes are a warm yellow that convey understanding and wisdom despite her young age. The only thing unusual is her front right leg is held against her chest. It does not move naturally and Cherrypaw walks on three legs around ShadowClan.
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History:
Kit:When Cherrykit was born, she was born different. Special. At least that's what her parents always told her. She watched as her siblings ran around camp knowing that she would never be able to enjoy the same freedoms or joy. Cherrypaw was born with a damaged leg, unable to support any weight. Overtime, as she held the limb to her chest, the muscles atrophied and the leg became even more useless.
Apprenticeship:On their seventh moon, Cherrykit watched as her brother and sister were appointed to warriors. To her surprise, she was appointed to a warrior as well, receiving the name Cherrypaw. Her mentor was gruff and difficult to work with, and had little patience for the crippled cat. At some point, he started referring to her as Witheredpaw in reference to her crippled leg. This hurt Cherrypaw greatly, and she was afraid that her mentor would suggest that her name be changed permanently. The young apprentice struggled even harder after this, but nothing she did pleased her mentor.
Medicine Cat Apprentice: After several moons of her training, Cherrypaw hobbled out of camp to a moon-lit clearing. She asked StarClan for guidance on what she should do because she truly believed she was not cut out to be a warrior, but did not want to be forced into the elder's den due to her handicap. Goldenberry, an ancient ShadowClan medicine cat, came and and showed her a different path. One that he told Cherrypaw was her destiny. Cherrypaw took the dream vision to the current medicine cat. Together they went to their leader and she was renamed as a the medicine cat apprentice. Her warrior mentor seemed pleased to be rid of her, yet cross at the same time. Cherrypaw felt nervous around her previous mentor at first, but after moons in her new role, she's realized this is where she belongs.

Family:
-Poppyflower (Mother; 38 Moons;Open)
-Spiderface (Father; 43 Moons; Open)
-Robinfeather (Sister; 15 Moons; Open)
-Scorchclaw (Brother; 15 Moons; Open)

Mate: Forbidden
Kits: Forbidden
Other: Is exceptionally skilled at finding herbs and treating ailments

Here it is. Hopefully it isn't too long. I wasn't sure how much of a sample you wanted.
Rank Requesting: ShadowClan Medicine Cat Apprentice


Cherrypaw hopped into camp, a bundle of leaves hanging from her mouth. She had found a large leaf, and had placed the smaller herb collection she had gathered inside of it in a large, but easily carriable bundle. Cherrypaw had heard about this from one of the older medicine cat apprentices at a gathering and was excited to have tried it herself and carry more herbs at once. She hoped her mentor would be pleased with the result of her errand.

With curious eyes, Cherrypaw gazed around camp as she half walked, half hopped over to the medicine cat den where her mentor was waiting. The bright sun beat down on her dark fur and Cherrypaw twitched her whisker's in distaste, eager to be back in her den with the cool air and sweet aroma of herbs and her mentor. She hurried her pace and her tortoiseshell pelt disappeared into the den with a final twitch of her tail.

Name:Ravenkit||Ravenpaw|| Ravenfire
Age: 35 Moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior

Personality: Ravenfire is overall a friendly tom, but he can be a bit unpredictable in nature. He loves a good fight and will defend his clan's territory without a hesitation. This often leads to border skirmishes ending in fights. He can be hot-headed and stubborn, but he is passionate about his views. Despite this, Ravenfire still values and cares about his clan and often goes the extra length to make sure his clan-mates are taken care of. He is social and enjoys talking to his clan-mates, despite several of them disliking him for his rash and impatient nature.

Description: Ravenfire is a solid black tom cat. He has vivid yellow-amber eyes that always seem to scrutinize everything. Every one of his paws contains a set of large, sharp, black claws. He is one of the largest toms in RiverClan, and underneath his sleek fur his muscles can be seen rippling as he moves.
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History:
Kit:Ravenkit was always bigger than his sister Shadowkit and brother Thawkit. He often led them on games and adventures around the RiverClan camp. He always seemed to have a bit of an aggressive side when compared to his calmer littermates and was always eager to try and learn battle moves from the apprentices.
Apprenticeship: Ravenkit was thrilled and proud when he was made an apprentice. Now that he was Ravenpaw, he always did his best to please his mentor. Ravenpaw loved to practice fighting moves and tactics, and hated days that he never got a chance to show off his ability. His mentor was pleased with him, but wished that Ravenpaw would learn a bit of patience and that there was more to being a warrior then fighting. In the last couple moons of his apprenticeship, Ravenpaw antagonized a WindClan apprentice into fighting him on a border patrol. As punishment his warrior ceremony was delayed an extra moon so that he might learn to use words instead of claws.
Warrior Ravenpaw was overjoyed to finally be made a warrior, a full two moons after his siblings who had received the names Shadowfur and Thawpelt. Ravenpaw was granted the name Ravenfire for his skill at fighting and unpredictable nature. Ravenfire made his nest in the warrior's den near his siblings. He did his best to mellow out as a warrior, but still harbors a strong conviction and desire to fight. So far, Ravenfire's days as a warrior have been uneventful despite the occasional skirmish, and while he is glad nothing severe has threatened RiverClan, he secretly wishes something exciting or dangerous would happen.
Family:
-Shadowfur (Sister; open)
-Thawpelt (Brother; open)
Mate/Crush: Open
Kits: None
Other:

Name: Dustpaw
Age: 9 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Apprentice

Personality: Dustpaw is generally a happy, young cat. She enjoys training with her mentor and is always trying to tag along on patrols. Dustpaw enjoys running across the moor with the wind in her fur alongside her brothers, to whom she is quite close. She is adventurous and playful, and receives the occasional lecture from her mother for behaving like a kit. Dustpaw generally lets nothing bother her, despite several cats making comments about her not having a father. She is quick to make friends and eager to please her mother and her mentor.

Appearance:
Description: Dustpaw is an averaged sized cat with large paws and a long tail. As a kit, her fur was a solid pale cream, but as she has grown up, the fur on her face, ears, tail, and legs have darkened to a deep brown. Dustpaw has large, blue eyes that are filled with curiosity and wanderlust and her whiskers are long and white.
Older Kit/Apprentice:

Warrior:



History:
Kit:Dustkit was born with two little brothers and one sister, Dark-kit, Goldenkit, and Smallkit, who still received a name despite being stillborn. The little kit never knew who her father was since Shadefur had kept it a secret, but the excitable cat never let that bother her. Not even when the older kits or apprentices made fun of her and her siblings. Dustkit loved playing games with her brothers and was always finding ways to get into trouble in camp. Whether it was sneaking into the older cat's dens or attempting to get out of camp, Dustkit always found a way to make her mother fret.
Apprenticeship: Dustkit was excited when she became old enough to become Dustpaw alongside her brothers. She remembers how full of pride Shadefur looked on that day and does her best not let her mother down. At first, Dustpaw struggled with some of the finer points of hunting and fighting, but now that she is two moons into her apprenticeship, Dustpaw has begun to prove her skills as a warrior of WindClan.

Crush/Mate: None
Kits: None
Family:
-Shadefur (Mother; 29 Moons; Open)
-Darkpaw (Brother; 9 Moons;Open)
-Goldenpaw (Brother; 9 Moons;Open)
-Smallkit (Sister; Deceased)
Other: Needs a mentor

I might edit for some tweaks here and there, but more or less finished.


Name: Nightkit||Nightpaw|| Night-thorn
Age: 25 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Warrior

Personality: Night-thorn is a playful young warrior and always enjoys a good adventure around ThunderClan territory. She values the warrior code and her clan, but enjoys teasing her fellow warriors, especially the toms. She is friendly and gets along well with all members of her clan, at least on the surface. Night-thorn has a bit of a sarcastic side that can gives her a bit of an edge. She is intelligent, and isn't afraid to speak her mind and display her cunning and wit. Always down for a hunt, Night-thorn takes her role in ThunderClan seriously, but isn't afraid to have fun at the same time. Unfortunately, the black she-cat can be a bit full of herself and occasionally feels as if she is better than the other warriors.

Appearance:
Description: Night-thorn is a solid black she-cat. Her size is average at best, perhaps a little on the small side, but she is sleek and fast thanks to her long legs and body. Her eyes are a pale green with hints of hazel around the edges. Her whiskers are longer than normal. Night-thorn appears to be without a scar from battles. Night-thorn was always complimented on her beauty and good looks and as such she is always seen head held high with an aura of confidence. Because of this, she seems easily approachable.
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History:
Kit: Nightkit was the last born of her litter. She had two older brothers, Bumblekit and Stripekit. Her brothers were always teasing her for being smaller, but she always impressed them with her grace and speed. Something her clumsy, bigger brothers didn't possess. Nightkit was always sassing them back, and as the kits grew older the two brothers started looking to Nightkit for her advice. This led to Nightkit developing an sense of self-importance. Leaf-bare came when the kits were about four moons old. Nightkit loved the cold, white stuff that had fallen on camp but her mother was worried for Bumblekit's health as greencough had begun to spread through camp. The pale striped kit had started coughing. Nightkit sat helplessly by as her older brother never recovered from the cough and eventually died in a fitful sleep. Nightkit and Stripekit, while heartbroken over the death of their brother, remained strong due to each other's support.
Apprenticeship: After leaf-bare Nightkit and Stripekit were made into apprentices. Nightpaw always held her brother's memory dear, and vowed to become the great warrior he never had the chance to become. Stripepaw shared Nightpaw's enthusiasm and both young apprentices worked hard. Nightpaw was the better hunter of the two, and impressed her mentor with her stealth and speed. Stripepaw was big and heavy, even at a young age and was able to beat the older apprentices at battle moves. Nightpaw was involved in several border skirmishes during her apprenticeship. She was often sent from the front lines to camp when reinforcements were necessary due to her speed.
Warrior: Nightpaw's personality really grew during her apprenticeship, becoming the sarcastic and witty cat that she is today. She was named Night-thorn for this and her intelligence. Night-thorn was pleased with the way she had impressed their leader with her think-before-acting methods. Her brother was named Stripeflame for his combat prowess and passion. Night-thorn and Stripeflame remain close siblings, often going to each other for guidance and support. Lately, Night-thorn has been eager to gain her own apprentice, wanting to have a larger influence over a younger cat in order to help guide them into a great warrior.


Crush/Mate: None/Open
Kits: N/A...yet
Family:
Mother: Blackfur (Alive 55 Moons; Open)
Father: Adderclaw (Alive 58 Moons; Open)
Brother: Bumblekit (deceased at four moons)
Brother: Stripeflame (Alive 25 Moons; Open)
Other:

Name: Redkit||Redpaw|| Redtalon
Age: 33 Moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior

Personality: Redtalon always looks grumpy, even when he is not. He is fiercely loyal to ShadowClan and has a personal grudge against ThunderClan cats. He is very ambitious and wonders what it would be like to gain any sense of power within ShadowClan. He is rather independent and often goes on solo patrols. Redtalon does have a soft spot for his family though and is proud of his mother for being strong after the loss of her mate Birchstripe. He is protective over his sisters and is very sharp tongued toward any toms who would pursue them. Redtalon is rash and quick to anger, but those are usually only surface emotions and the warrior often harbors conflicting emotions. Rarely he is seen to have a gentle and encouraging side, especially around cats who are bullied.

Appearance:
Description: Redtalon is a pale ginger tom with green eyes. He is a big cat with shaggy fur. He has an extra toe on both of his front feet. He is a large, well-muscled tom with a grumpy looking face. Redtalon rarely smiles, but when he does it doesn't look like a smile and usually leaves him feeling awkward about it. His ear tip is torn and he has a scar on his leg from battling. He often looks intimidating to others.
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History:
Kithood: Redkit was a strong kit when he was born, both of his sisters being much weaker than him at first. Initially Redkit was annoyed by this, and became torn between playing with the older, bigger kits who were more fun to be around or encouraging his sisters to get better. That is, until the older kits picked on them, claiming they could never become warriors if they stayed sick. Redkit realized his sisters needed him and he stood up for them, protecting them from the harsh words of others. It wasn't long before Mosskit started getting better, but Hazelkit took longer and always remained small. Redkit loved his sisters and showed them all of the best hiding spots and places to play in camp when they finally were able to leave the nursery.
Apprenticeship: On the day Redkit became Redpaw, he was eager and impatient to be made an apprentice. He was assigned to a strong mentor and Redpaw did his best to become the strongest apprentice he could be. Unfortunately during the early days of his apprenticeship, Redpaw lost his father after a fight with ThunderClan. Birchstripe survived the initial battle, but succumbed to his injuries several days later when he was unable to recover from fever and blood loss. His apprenticeship passed without any other issue, but Redpaw harbored secret feelings of vengeance and his cheerful demeanor changed into a cold ambition.
Warrior: Redpaw was named Redtalon for his strong fighting techniques and ability to hunt. He was pleased when his sisters were named warriors together with him as Mossear and Hazelmist. Redtalon vows to keep them safe in every way he possibly can while striving to earn a solid place for himself in ShadowClan.To this day Redtalon still holds a grudge against ThunderClan and often stirs up trouble on border skirmishes.

Crush/Mate: None
Kits: None
Family:
-Skywhisker (Mother 53 Moons; Open)
-Birchstripe (Father; deceased)
-Hazelmist(Sister 33 Moons; Open)
-Mossear (Sister 33 Moons; Open)
Other:

I look forward to getting into some roleplay again!

Hello :)

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