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SWEETPAW
Names: Sweetkit, Sweetpaw
Rank: ThunderClan apprentice, StarClan warrior
Appearance: Tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat with blue eyes
Mother: Poppydawn
Father: Windflight
Littermates: Thistleclaw, Rosetail
Siblings: Thistleclaw, Rosetail
Mentor: Smallear
Apprentice: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Cause of Death: Died from eating a mouse that caused her to become extremely ill
Introduced in: Bluestar's Prophecy

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PATCHPELT
Names: Patchkit, Patchpaw, Patchpelt
Rank: ThunderClan elder, StarClan warrior
Appearance: Small black-and-white tom with amber eyes
Mother: Swiftbreeze
Father: Adderfang
Littermates: Leopardfoot
Siblings: Leopardfoot, Spottedleaf, Willowpelt, Redtail
Mentor: Fuzzypelt
Apprentice: Whitestorm
Mate: Robinwing, Willowpelt
Kits: Longtail, Graystripe
Cause of Death: Smoke inhalation caused by the fire that burned through ThunderClan territory in Rising Storm
Introduced in: Into the Wild

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MOSSKIT
Names: Mosskit
Rank: ThunderClan kit, StarClan warrior
Appearance: Gray and white she-kit with blue eyes
Mother: Bluestar
Father: Oakheart
Littermates: Stonefur, Mistystar
Siblings: Stonefur, Mistystar
Mentor: None
Apprentice: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Cause of Death: Froze to death in leafbare when Bluefur took her kits to RiverClan to be raised by their father
Introduced in: Secrets of the Clans

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Warriors (c) Erin Hunter
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I really like how this one turned out too! i really think it's cuz i enjoy drawing new things. Either way. This is Cloudykit, one of the newest FireClan members. I look forward to drawing her cat more too! ^^

Done in Paint.NET

art and FireClan/Warriors Guild © me
Cloudykit © iRinCosplayer
warriors © erin hunter
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:iconcommentplz: please. i like comments. they make me feel like a good artist ^.^;;
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Another request--Sagefire, the medicine cat of snowclan.
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catching up on requests...two more to go (i think) for my gaia requests. still doing contest entry prizes (pikininja you need to tell me what you want...i think)

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art/fireclan/guild © me
scorchkit/paw/whatever his warrior name will be © scorchkit/greenpeace1212345
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--This was made with ArtRagePro and WACOM Bamboo tablet--

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2/4: Turmoil in the Gorge [link]
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Heavy rain was still pounding down on the Fireclan cats, who had all but lost spirit after seeing their leader being swept away by the vicious water.
Among those defeated cats, sat one kit who despised herself.

Little Twitchkit had fallen down first, but was rescued by Kindlestar herself. And now their courageous leader was gone.
The curled kitten blamed herself for the disappearance. If she hadn't been so clumsy and had watched her step... If she hadn't been so paranoïd and just walked neatly along with the other cats...
If only she wasn't so twitchy and if only that small stone hadn't scared her and made her jump sideways.
If only...

The kit was so busy thinking up various reasons of why this was her fault, that she didn't even mind that Emberstripe put his paw over her tiny shoulders and pulled her close, in a failed attempt to shelter the kitten from the rain.

Twitchkit vowed to herself she'd make it up to Kindlestar as soon as the she-cat would return!
Because she would return!
Twitchkit shivered in the cold and pressed closer to the Medicine Cat.

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Yeah, Twitchy sorta blames herself. :B

And I still cant draw rain.
But I kinda like this one.

I still adore Twitchkit's huge eyes, they're so much fun to draw/colour!

And thank you, :iconknk1:, for letting me use Emberstripe for my assignment!
I just see him as this really sweet kind of cat~
I hope I got the markings on his paws right!

Art © HorrifyingCuteness
Twitchkit © HorrifyingCuteness
Emberstripe © knk1
Warrior cats © Erin Hunter
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1/1 The Plague:
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The warm air around them was silent, as the two she-cats padded along Fireclan's territory.
Their pawsteps kicked up sand, but neither of them gave it any notice.
The taller of the two, a tabby she-cat, was staring intently at the horizon, once every while glancing sideways to the shorter warrior next to her, as if to make sure she was still there.

Twitchpaw had gathered the little courage she had, and after a small episode in the den, she had reluctantly followed her leader outside, into the light of the slowly rising sun.
She had to do this. This time, she had to succeed. For Fallowcreek.
She hadn't been particularly close to her mentor, but his death somewhat saddened the apprentice.
He had died shortly after Twitchpaws failed assessment, and the curled tabby felt guilty for doing so.
This time she would succeed. 
For Fallowcreek.

So here they were, on a scouting assessment.
The silence was only broken when the petite leader next to her asked her questions.
Questions about what she smelled, and what she thought the source of that smell could have been.
They came across old fox-trails, where Twitchpaw almost gave up to sprint back to camp, but Kindlestar had reassured her this was the fox that had been defeated about a moon ago.

So the she-cats continued their journey.
The cats passed various Fireclan scent-marks, and Twitchpaw stopped at each one, to check for any other non-Fireclan scents.
The longer their scout lasted, the more confident the paranoid apprentice became.
She could do this.
Succeeding.


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Sooo, Twitchie completed her assessment succesfully this time! YAAAAY :la:

A big thanks to :iconalchemistkitsune: for letting me use her Kindlestar once again!
It's so fun to draw an apprentice being taller than a full-grown warrior :giggle:



Art © HorrifyingCuteness
Twitchpaw © HorrifyingCuteness
Kindlestar © AlchemistKitsune
Warrior cats © Erin Hunter
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Because my manly mankitty deserved an update!
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There are two sides to each story told.
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Basic Information:


Name: Twokit, Twopaw, Twopelt
Nickname:  Fuzzball {Excliusively for Kindlestar's use only!!}
Age: 3+ {exact age unknown}
Gender: Male
Clan: Fireclan
Rank: Deputy
Personality:TBA.
O.R.: Straight
History: Born to Rustyfur and Petaldance, he was the oldest of a two-kit litter, but his littermate died shortly after recieving her warriorname. Twopelt lived your average clan life up to getting promoted as clan deputy, and has taken his role in the clan more seriously ever since. Became father of three kits on August 2nd, 2013.</i>
Mate: Kindlestar
Current Apprentice: N/A.
Past Mentor/Apprentices: Russetmask

Family:
Father: Rustyfur 
Mother: Petaldance
Sibling[s]: Willowpounce
Mate: Kindlestar
Son[s]: Flashflood, Russetmask
Daughter[s]: Brightsong
Grandkits: N/A

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Relationships:

:bulletwhite: = Uncertainty/Neutral
:bulletyellow: = Clanmate
:bulletblue: = Friend
:bulletblue::bulletblue: = Good Friend
:bulletgreen: = Great Friend
:bulletgreen::bulletgreen: = Best Friend
:bulletorange: = Respect/Looks up to
:bulletpurple: = Family/Related
:bulletpink: = Crush/Attraction
:bulletred: = Love
:heart: = Mate
:bulletblack: = Discomfort
:bulletblack::bulletblack: = Hate
:sun: = Current Apprentice/Mentor
:skull: = Deceased 
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:heart:|:bulletpurple:|:bulletred:|:bulletgreen::bulletgreen:|:bulletorange:|:bulletyellow:|Kindlestar:
"Fireclans leader, and also, my mate. I love her, I really do. I can't imagine what my life would look like without her by my side. Kindlestar understands me like no other cat ever has. It's just... indescribable really, hehehe.
She's a wonderful mother to our amazing kits, and I hope to be by her side for many more moons to come!"

:bulletblue:|:bulletorange:|:bulletyellow:|Emberstripe:
"The cat that replaced Russetfur as Medicine Cat. I must admit I was a bit skeptical of him at first, with him having kittypet heritage, but I must say my initial suspicions were completely wrong!
He proved himself to the clan and multiple occasions, and I'd trust him with my life!
Emberstripe is Flashflood's mentor, and I've seen they make a great pair! Fireclan is in good paws."

:bulletpurple:|:bulletred:|:bulletyellow:|Brightsong:
"My beautiful daughter. She recently recieved her warriorname. It seems time flew by. Hehe. Or it's just me becoming old and sentimental... But back to the topic. I think Kindlestar's initial plan to teach Bright some manners by teaming her up with Vipersong didn't exactly go as planned.
But I have to say that she became a very fine warrior indeed. But
 I think she takes after her mother a tad too much, hehe."

:bulletpurple:|:bulletred:|:bulletyellow:|Russetmask:
"My youngest son, and also my former apprentice! I had fun being his mentor, and I'm confident I taught him everything in my knowlegde. I am as proud as can be now that he recieved his warrior name!."

:bulletpurple:|:bulletred:|:bulletyellow:|Flashflood:
"My eldest son. He became a medicine cat apprentice! Such a difficult choice at such an early age. But if this is what he really wants, I know he'll turn out just fine! I hope Emberstripe will be able to keep up with him!"

:bulletblue:|:bulletorange:|:bulletyellow:|Dawncloud:
"Dawncloud is a great warrior, although he can get carried away in aggression sometimes. Which isn't always a bad thing, I must admit. He's been a valueable force in the recent wars. I also heard Dawncloud is a great kit-sitter!" 

:bulletblue:|:bulletblue:|:bulletyellow:|Pounceflight:
"He doesn't talk much, but he's a reliable warrior, and a fierce fighter!"

:bulletyellow:|:skull:|Howlpaw:
"She- she died on my patrol... I was supposed to be watching out for her, yet I failed and... she's gone..."


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:bulletblack:|:bulletwhite:|Fallenstar:
"Moonclans new leader... phfst.. I have no words to spare on him."

:bulletwhite:|Spiceshadow:
"Deputy of Moonclan. I haven't had the chance to properly speak to him yet."

:bulletwhite:|Deathsong:
"... A force to be reckoned with, I'm afraid. Although it's been such a long time ago.."

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Trivia:


:bulletwhite: Twopelt was my very first TWG character, and also my very first Warrior OC!
:bulletwhite: Twopelt kinda resembles my loyal and sometimes emotional side, which makes RP'ing him much easier for me!
:bulletwhite:Twopelt is the only one of my characters that I've took the time to create parents for :B


Art © glitch-ish
Twopelt © glitch-ish
Warrior cats © Erin Hunter
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My baby boy. ;w; He's growing up so fast SNIFF.

APPLICATION

Name:
Flashpaw

Gender:
Tom

Rank:
Medicine Cat Apprentice

Mentor:
Emberstripe

Apprentice:
N/A

Personality:


{ Softspoken | Quiet | Curious | Playful | Positive | Loving | Cheerful}
Flashkit is the most quiet and softspoken of his siblings, and is much less hotheaded than either of them. He isn't exactly shy, per se, but prefers to sit back and listen instead of jumping headfirst into a situation without putting in any thought. He is unbelievably playful and loving, and is especially close to Brightkit, who he loves to snuggle on top of and cuddle with at night and play and wrestle with during the day, but he absolutely loves Russetkit as well.
His compassion is almost matched only by his curiousity-he shares Brightkit's wonder of everything that goes on beyond the nursery and loves to listen to any sort of stories that any cat might spare. He's content with Brightkit being the leader of the little trio and will eagerly accompany her and Russetkit on any outing or idea of adventure.
Any sort of fighting or conflict makes him uncomfortable (often clear by his ears drooping and tail hanging low) and he tries his best to keep the peace, especially between Brightkit and Russetkit who are constantly bickering with one another, over who's whose favorite and who is better and who is the best at pouncing and everything imaginable. He loves them both more than anything and is happiest when they all get along.
He loves to wrestle and play with the both of them, and is the most outgoing when he's with his mum, dad, and siblings. He is constantly cheerful and optimistic and rarely seen upset (unless, of course, his brother and sister are fighting...again).
Flashkit adores both of his parents and loves snuggling and cuddling and being as close as possible to them.
He has a habit of, when curious, tilting his head to the side.


Flashpaw has grown gradually more serious since taking up the position of Medicine Cat Apprentice, and has taken the responsibility with full force. He dedicates almost all his time training, and often goes out of his way to run through the herb store, memorizing herbs and their uses, even when Emberstripe isn't around. He is still just as thoughtful and inquisitive as usual, and still has the habit of trusting cats' words without hesitation. He expects the best out of every cat, so may not understand if a cat has malicious intent. Though his apprenticeship has physically made him more distant from his siblings, he is closer than ever to his sister, Brightpaw, and still cares for his brother, Russetpaw, even though the two brothers aren't as close. His habit of tilting his head to the side has grown more common, and when thoughtful, occasionally rubs the side of his muzzle with his right forepaw.



Description:

Flashkit is a relatively small tomkit with medium length, creamy yellow-orange and slate fur, accented with white paws a white tipped ear and a small white blaze up his face. He has a bicolour nose and a collar of white around his neck, an a fluffy white tailtip, along with speckled/patched/bicolour pads. His eyes are a vibrant turquoise, and are often wide with curiousity and innocence.

Flashpaw has grown into a handsome young tom, but is still relatively small for his age.


STRENGTHS
+ Unusually strong connection with StarClan
+ Calm, dedicated
+ High Morals

WEAKNESSES
- Can come across as serious and unemotional
- Surprisingly sensitive, disliks conflict
- Naive, trusting


History:
Before he was born, Flashkit visited StarClan upon Kindlestar losing one of her lives in the flood. He has no conscious memory of this, though he often talks about dreams he's had-never quite clear and none whole but always in some sort of cool, starry place, as if a hint of a memory of that mysterious place lingers on the edge of his mind.
Sometimes if he really lingers on these thoughts, a ghost of a memory returns...
something like...cats with stars in their fur? But surely that can't be right.

As Flashkit grew, his connection and memories of these cats grew stronger and more intense...and no longer were they just memories swirling around in the back of his mind. It seems he and StarClan are connected in some sort of way, something that even he doesn't fully understand yet. His connection to StarClan has grown ever stronger, and though he doesn't quite understand how drastic this connection is, he treasures it. Most nights he spends in StarClan, learning and discovering skills he didn't realize he had. He is closest to the former FireClan warrior, Falconsky. His connection is not all roses and fresh mice, however. If any StarClan cat is hurt or anything drastic happens in Silverpelt, he can sense it. This can cause many sleepless nights.

Upon turning six moons, Flashpaw was made the medicine cat apprentice - an honor he does not take lightly.   Flashpaw has grown gradually more serious since taking up the position of Medicine Cat Apprentice, and has taken the responsibility with full force. He dedicates almost all his time training, and often goes out of his way to run through the herb store, memorizing herbs and their uses, even when Emberstripe isn't around.

Recently, during one of those sleepless nights - one more intense than any others - he found his sister Brightpaw sensed something was terribly wrong as well, which lead to each of them revealing their powers to eachother, and thus have grown ever closer. What the future holds, however, is uncertain.


Mate:
N/A, forbidden
Kits: N/A

Other Family:
Mother - Kindlestar
Father - Twopelt
Littermates- Russetpaw (brother), Brightpaw (sister)

RELATIONSHIPS

KEY

:bulletblue: Close friend
:bulletpink: Friend
:bulletyellow: Crush
:bulletred: Love
:heart: Mate
:bulletpurple: Respect
:bulletwhite: Neutral
:bulletgreen: Acquaintance
:bulletorange: Discomfort/Dislike
:bulletblack: Strongly Dislike
Strikethrough Deceased/StarClan member

:bulletred::bulletorange:FireClan:bulletorange::bulletred:

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:bulletred::bulletorange:FireClan:bulletorange::bulletred:

 Kindlestar :bulletred::bulletpurple: "My mama! I love her more than anything! She's the leader of FireClan, too! I think being a leader would be scary, but she's the best."
"My mama is the best. She means the world to me."
    
Twopelt :bulletred::bulletpurple: "Twopelt's my daddy! He's the deputy, too, which means he's busy sometimes. But he always comes to play with us and I love cuddling with him. He's the very best and I love him!"
"My dad is the best."

Emberstripe :bulletpurple: "My mentor...he's absolutely amazing. I just hope I can make him proud."

Brightpaw :bulletblue::bulletred: "Brightkit's my sister and she's really comfortable too. ouo She says she isn't, but she is. *purr* She's soft and snuggly and the best sister too. Her and Russetkit fight a lot though...I don't like it when then fight. I usually have to talk to them and stop them because I know they really love eachother. She always comes up with the greatest games and we like to go on adventures...'cept sometimes we get in trouble."
"Brightpaw is my very best friend. She means everything to me. I...I miss sleeping with her and Russetpaw. She is the best sister, and I could never ask for a better friend. I love you, Brightpaw."

Russetpaw :bulletred: "Russetkit's my little brother! He's really fun and we all three play together and go exploring whenever we can. Him and Brightkit almost always end up mad annoyed with eachother though and I have to help them stop...I wish they could just get along all the time."
"My brother. We aren't as close as Brighkit and I but I still love him. Brightkit told me he snores a lot." *sideways grin*


:bulletwhite::bulletblue:SnowClan:bulletblue::bulletwhite:


:bulletpurple::bulletblack:MoonClan:bulletblack::bulletpurple:


:bulletblue::bulletgreen:PebbleClan:bulletgreen::bulletblue:


:bulletyellow::bulletwhite:DawnClan:bulletwhite::bulletyellow:


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Duney's first Gathering ;w;
renamed trolol
alternate title "Will you Remember Me?"
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Great.
With a sigh, the hairless she-cat stalked into the clearing, her head low and tail drooping. Of all the cats in FireClan, of all the apprentices, Kindlestar had to choose her to be one of them? Don't make eye contact. Keep your head down, and maybe, just maybe, nobody will notice you. She thought, her paws trembling with each step. There was no doubt - the usual 'stoic' (or at least, she tried to look it) apprentice was absolutely terrified. More cats to gawk at her lack of fur. Cats to snigger or whatever behind her back. It was sure to be a terrible night.

Oof!

"Watch it!" She hissed on impulse as she stumbled into a younger apprentice, a brown patched tabby tom that was around her size, just barely avoiding the she-cat beside him. Dunepaw had been so focused on not being seen, keeping her eyes to the ground, that she had run into the very situation she was trying to avoid. "Sorry," She murmured with a sigh, her shoulders slumping as she backed away and sat down a few fox lengths away. There was no avoiding them now.


Adderpaw rolled his eyes at his sister's enthusiasm, and was about to make a witty retort, when someone bumped into him. He turned his gaze on the... she-cat? Yes, she was most defiantly a young she-cat apprentice, and smelled of Fireclan. He was so caught up in listening to his sister's rambling, that he didn't even realize both Dawnclan and Fireclan had joined the gathering.

"Don't be sorry," he said with a crooked smile, trying to be polite, "I wasn't truly watchin' where I was going neither. It's cool." With that, the brown striped tom sat down, motioning for his bouncing sister to do so as well, "But seeing as we've bumped into each other- I'm Adderpaw. This 'ere is Skypaw. This'll be our first gatherin' of sorts. What's your name, pretty lady?"

Dunepaw perked her large ears in surprise at the tom's friendly tone, clearly thoroughly confused. She had bumped into him, snarled at him, apologized and now...he was smiling?

"I...uhm..." The hairless she-cat mewed, clearly caught off guard. Did she hear him right? Had he called her pretty? Was he blind? He didn't look blind, but with her lack of fur and multiple scars  'pretty' was the last thing she considered herself - never before had a new cat reacted so...kindly. Usually their reactions upon first meeting her were much less controlled. Laughing, confusion, disgust all were responses she expected. The last time she had met with an apprentice from a different Clan, she had ended up thoroughly scarred, with the insults about her lack of fur the last thing on her mind. Suddenly the sphynx-looking cat felt very shy, very unsure. Was he making fun of her? He didn't seem like he was, but...

"Dunepaw. My name is...Dunepaw." She at last answered, nodding to both Adderpaw and Skypaw in turn, thoroughly flushed. "N-nice to meet you two."

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"Dunepaw," Kindlestar called out, the clan having already quieted while she concentrated on her surroundings, and she waited for the bald she cat to step forward.  "You have trained under Darktail, and despite your mentor's gentle nature, you seem to have the heated mentality that makes most FireClan cats belong wholeheartedly in our clan.  You have had much to endure, your differences sometimes seeming more open to those around you than you might like.  This has made you stubborn, self conscious, and defensive, raising walls even to those who try to befriend you.  However, you show this same drive when caring for your clan, showing more dedication than most apprentices your age would ever show.  Much like the dunes you were named after, you resist even the harshest of winds, creating barriers that protect you... but perhaps if you were to see yourself shining in the same light those who care for you do, you will see the beauty they see in you," Kindlestar mewed gently to the bald apprentice as Dunepaw looked up at her, her lips slightly parted at the speech the leader had just done for her.  "From this moment on," the petite she cat continued, "you will be known as Dunelight.  StarClan honors your dedication, and we welcome you as a full warrior of FireClan."

"Dunelight!  Dunelight!" the warriors of FireClan cried out, this time with a bit more force, Dawncloud's voice carrying out over the others, and even a timid Desertrose poking her head out from the nursery's den to look down at the bald kit she had cared for so many moons ago.



APPLICATION

Name: Dunelight
Age: 18 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: FireClan
Mate: "Yeah...right."

Breed: Unknown- resembles a Sphynx or similar, but mother was coated.
Build: 
Barely average in height, long ears and legs, thin, average length tail.
Extras:  Dunelight now sports a collection of scars from a fight with the DawnClan apprentice, Lilypaw, the most notable being across the bridge of her muzzle, on either shoulder and a long scar across her rear.

Dunelight is in actuality a sweet young she-cat with an enormous heart, but she hides that behind an icy, defensive wall. Desperate and determined to prove herself, she seemsdefensive and harsh at the outset, afraid to be emotionally hurt. She's very self conscious of her lack of fur, but tries to act like she doesn't care and is immune to what other cats think. This is entirely false, however. She takes training very seriously, but loves every moment of it and sees boundless wonder and opportunity in the world. Fiercely loyal and at times sharp tongued. Tries to keep up a 'tough, could care less' image but is actually extremely sensitive. Once she opens up she's playful and competitive, and mostly just wants to be accepted for who she is-by herself as well.

Strengths:
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Eager to learn
- Swift and nimble
- Tough exterior; relatively tolerant of pain
- Fiercely loyal
- Dedicated

Weaknesses:
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Hairless, sensitive to the sun
- Pawpads and skin easily burn
- Self Conscious
- Relatively low self esteem
- Can be sharp tongued and hotheaded

Mentor: Former: Darktail
Apprentice: Birdpaw

Brief history:

Dunekit was born as a single kit to a very pompous, vain queen named Lilyose, who rejected her only daughter at birth and refused to take care her or even bestow upon the little one a name, seeing her as a shame and disappointment.
She was not unloved, however. The tiny newborn kitten was immediately taken in by an adoptive queen who nursed her, raised her, and was fiercely overprotective of the little one she named "Dunekit".

RELATIONSHIPS

KEY

:bulletblue: Close friend
:bulletpink: Friend
:bulletyellow: Crush
:bulletred: Love
:heart: Mate
:bulletpurple: Respect
:bulletwhite: Neutral
:bulletgreen: Acquaintance / Like
:bulletorange: Discomfort/Dislike
:bulletblack: Strongly Dislike
Strikethrough Deceased/StarClan member

:bulletred::bulletorange:FireClan:bulletorange::bulletred:

Kindlestar :bulletpurple: She's our leader. She is pretty great.

Twopelt :bulletpurple: Our deputy.

Emberstripe :bulletpurple: The medicine cat of FireClan.

Darktail :bulletpurple::bulletwhite: M...my mentor. I hope I can be good enough in his eyes. *ducks head*
:bulletpurple::bulletwhite: I haven't talked to him in...a long time.

Ivorybird :bulletpink::bulletpurple: She...she's nice.

:bulletwhite::bulletblue:SnowClan:bulletblue::bulletwhite:

:bulletpurple::bulletblack:MoonClan:bulletblack::bulletpurple:

Adderpaw :bulletpink::bulletyellow: He...he's different. N-no, I don't like him, I'm not that mousebrained! A FireClanner could never be with a MoonClanner...n-not that I'd want to be, or-or anything. He's just a furball. StarClan, why? He's so...he's sweet. F-for a furball. *flattens ears and glances away* Mousedung.

:bulletpink::bulletyellow: We met by the border. H-he's...he's everything to me. Never before have I been able to be myself around a cat, to truly have...a friend. I...I l-love you Adderpaw. You're the best friend any cat could ask for. So...thank you.

:bulletpink:bulletyellow::bulletred: I miss you. Hazefire said you gained a warrior name before...before...you left. Adderstrike. It fits you.


Hazefire :bulletpurple::bulletgreen: I met him by the border. He's...not like any cat I've ever met before. He made me think. About myself.

:bulletblue::bulletgreen:PebbleClan:bulletgreen::bulletblue:

:bulletyellow::bulletwhite:DawnClan:bulletwhite::bulletyellow:

Silentbreeze :bulletorange::bulletwhite: That DawnClan cat...all I did was tell her she smelled...but just wait, when I'm a warrior, she'll never be able to beat me again!

:bulletorange::bulletwhite: I haven't seen her again. Good.
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Barleyleap lifted her head proudly as she heard her name called amongst all the others. She had done it. She was finally a warrior! It seemed like it was only yesterday that she joined the clan, but look at her now!
As the crowd of cats slowly began to clear, Barleyleap turned and saw exactly who she wanted to see; her best friend Sorrelpaw- no, Sorrelfox. She grinned and padded towards him, her eyes bright with excitement.
A small pang hit her as she saw Willowpool wind herself around him, but she pushed it away. That was in the past; she needed to get past it. Trying to distract herself, she ran and jumped on Sorrelfox's tail, just like she used to do as an apprentice. "Isn't this great, Sorrelfox? We're finally warriors!" She mewed happily, looking up at her friend, "And you've got an apprentice already too! How lucky."
Sorrelfox chuckled. "It took forever for it to happen, but yes, we're here!" His tail flicked between Barleyleap's legs as he turned his head to give Willowpool's head a quick lick. She purred and rested her head on his shoulder, grinning at Barleyleap. "Congratulations to all of us!" She added cheerfully.
"Congratulations to you all, indeed." A voice said. A dark tom padded over from behind Sorrelfox, making his way over to Barleyleap. "Good for you."
Barleyleap smiled at him. "And I'm sure you'll be here with us soon, Eaglepaw." Eaglepaw shrugged and turned his sharp amber eyes to Sorrelfox, narrowing them slightly.
"C'mon, Barleyleap, let's go somewhere else." He growled, speaking to her but keeping his eyes locked on Sorrelfox. The newly named tom frowned slightly, his green eyes meeting Eaglepaw's gaze equally. Barleyleap's ears flopped backwards, her eyes darting between the toms.
"Uhm.... Okay." She mewed, slowly backing off of her friend's tail. Eaglepaw nodded to her and shot Sorrelfox one last look before padding away, motioning for Barleyleap to follow. The she-cat watched him go and gave Sorrelfox an apologetic look before following.
"Bye guys! See you later!" Willowpool chirped. Sorrelfox said nothing, keeping his eyes on Eaglepaw's dark pelt as he walked away, taking Barleyleap with him.




OKAY, I'M SORRY FOR ALL OF THEM LOOKING SO DERPY
I HAVEN'T DRAWN IN ABOUT TWO WEEKS
PLEASE XCUSE ME EEP

Another thingy for Assignment..... uhhhh 12? Maybe? This one.
Barleyleap after her warriors ceremony! Yay, she made it!
I'll update her reference soon~




Sorrelfox (c) ~insanityNothing
Willowpool (c) =quail-walk
Eaglepaw (c) ~TheSilverFlame295
Barleyleap/art (c) Jay
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"Here we are," The tabby mewed, stopping in front of a fallen tree. A large hole gaped in it's side, looking as though it could hold multiple cats. It sat on the border between Moonclan and Fireclan territory and had a great view of the Fireclan camp, be it from a far distance. He looked back at the Fold, a warm glint in his amber eyes. The she-cat trotted up to the entrance of the hollow and peered in, inspecting it's insides. "Wow, this place is awesome, Eaglepaw!" She mewed. She stepped inside and out of the pouring rain, shaking out her pelt and sending icy drops of water flying in every direction. Eaglepaw dodged out of the way, a small smile forming on his face. "Glad you like it, Barleypaw."
Barleypaw padded along the inner walls of the tree, seemingly examining every corner of the place. "You weren't kidding when you said this place was big." She mewed, stopping and looking at Eaglepaw. The tabby had already made it inside and shaken out his fur. He now sat by the entrance of the tree hollow, looking in at Barleypaw. "Would I lie to you?" He replied, a playful edge in his voice. Barleypaw shrugged. "I just didn't think you meant it would be this big." She laughed.
She laid down against the wooden wall and began to lick one of her legs, but stopped abruptly, lifting her head once more. "Do you... do you smell that?" She mewed, giving Eaglepaw a glance. The tabby scented casually scented the air, but his face quickly grew serious. "Kind of," He replied simply, lowering his nose and looking at the Fold once more. Barleypaw padded up next to him and peeked out of the entrance, gasping at what she saw. The tabby grimaced and peeked out as well.
Outside was a large group of cats; warriors, apprentices, kit, and elders. "Is that.." Eaglepaw mewed breathlessly. "Fireclan..." Barleypaw finished. They both stared at the scene for a moment, shocked and confused, before Barleypaw slipped out of the hollow. She padded carefully over to the edge of the gorge and looked down. Her eyes widened and her ears flopped back as she was met with a great torrent of waters below.
"What is- oh," Eaglepaw mewed as he suddenly appeared next to the Fold. She looked up at him, fear and worry churning together inside of her. "I-I guess that's why Fireclan left their camp," She breathed. Eaglepaw nodded, "Because they've got no camp left." The two stared down into the gorge together, but Eaglepaw nudged Barleypaw after a moment and they both slipped back into the hollow.
"What should we do?" Barleypaw asked her friend. They had both returned to the entrance of the tree and were sitting side-by-side. Fireclan seemed to be moving up towards Moonclan's territory. Eaglepaw's long claws instinctively slid out. "Should we follow them?" Barleypaw glanced at the tabby, feeling her worry churn deeper inside of her. "No.. we couldn't do that." She was looking at the elders and kits. But Eaglepaw was looking at the warriors. He fidgeted nervously. "Should we tell Patchstar?" He mewed, forcing his claws to retract. Barleypaw shook her floppy eared head gently. "I'm sure she'll find out that all of Fireclan in close to our territory sooner or later." Eaglepaw gave a small huff. "Then what?"
Barleypaw stared out at the group of soaked cats, unsure of what to make of the emotions within her. "I.. I guess there's nothing we can really do. There isn't a lot two apprentices can do." Eaglepaw sighed and silently agreed. There was no use in continuing to argue with the she-cat.
So together they sat in the tree hollow, staring out into the rain at group of cats with a lost home. Unbeknownst to them, they also had a lost leader...




Wow that was a lot of typing xD
This whole thing is based on an rp between ~TheSilverFlame295 and I. This happens right after Barleypaw and Eaglepaw are relaxing, where the two of them escape the rain and manage to catch sight of Fireclan evacuating the gorge.
It looks like Viperfang is staring at them, based on how I drew him :o

I just want to say that I am kind of proud of this picture, for multiple reasons. I actually looked up cat anatomy and PAID ATTENTION TO IT which really helped. And I just added some more detail to everything and spent more time on stuff. And I actually tried on the background!
The rain looks awful though xD
Also, usually whenever I draw cats that small they look weird and messed up, but these actually look good!
AND I ACTUALLY KIND OF MADE CLOUDS. AREN'T YOU PROUD OF ME? xD
It's still not as good as some of the other work in the guild [most of it I'd say], but at least it turned out kind of good ;u;

I listened to a lot of songs while doing this, but I listened to this one the most. Maybe.
This version sounds weird, but it's the closest I could find.

On a side note, please excuse any typos anywhere because 1) I'm tired and 2) I'm too lazy to go back and find them right now xD I'll probably fix them later.
Hope ya like it!




[I totally told myself I wouldn't do this, but I will; time to list everyone and their cats!
I'll them in the order that I lined them and then whoever else belongs to that one person, with Barls last as I usually do]

Eaglepaw (c) ~TheSilverFlame295
Rainfeather (c) *Dark-Pangolin
Viperfang (c) ~BlackSpiritWind
Pounceflight/Tawnylight (c) ~Bouldertalon
Silentpaw (c) ~Silverleaf456
Breezepaw (c) ~sungirl128
Lightpaw (c) ~Seatail64
Peachbreeze/Twigkit/Blizzardpaw (c) ~cometheart637
Petaldance/Rustyfur/Twopelt/Twitchkit/Beetleflight/Shortblaze (c) ~HorrifyingCuteness
Littleflame/Windsong/Emberstripe (c) ~knk1
Bluekit (c) ~HeatherclawBlueheart
Dawncloud (c) ~AlchemistKitsune
Strikepaw (c) ~NINETAILEDDEMON1940
Sunstorm (c) ~rainwolfeh
Barleypaw/art (c) Jay
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Breezepaw sat in front of Dave, re-wrapping the cobwebs on his eyes. The little tom sighed wearily; there hadn't been many injured cats as of late, other than the ex-loner and a few young kits, but he just felt... tired. He shook his head and sighed, trying to clear the weariness from his mind. There was no use in focusing on it. That would only make it worse.
"Breezepaw? Are you in here?" A quiet voice called. The medicine kit cat turned to see Quietbrook standing in the entrance of the den, the moonlight illuminating the white patches on her fur. She smiled at him when she saw him, her eyes warm. "Oh, there you are." Breezepaw gazed at her for a moment before blinking and standing up.
"Uhm, yes, is something wrong, Q-Quietbrook?" He asked, struggling to not stumble over his words. The she-cat shook her head and entered the den. "I just wanted to check on you. You know, see if you needed any help?" Breezepaw couldn't help but give a tiny smile. She did this often, come to the den and help him out. She did it less often now that she was a warrior, but the little tom appreciated any help she gave him. "Uhm, no. I think I'm pretty okay at the moment." He replied, turning to glance back at Dave.
Quietbrook tilted her head slightly. "Are you okay? You seem kind of... tired." She mewed gently. Breezepaw's attention snapped back to the she-cat and he did his best not to look shocked. It wasn't that the question startled him or anything, but he didn't want her to know that he was tired. He didn't want anyone to know for that matter. "Uhm, I, n-no, I'm fine." He stammered. His body seemed to be against him, however, as his jaws stretched open in a large yawn. Quietbrook raised an eyebrow and padded up next to him, resting her tail-tip on his shoulder gently. "Why don't you get some sleep? I can watch over Dave for you." Breezepaw wanted to protest, but before her could another yawn escaped him. There was no way to hide it anymore. Lowering his head sheepishly, the little tom wandered over to his nest, sitting in between some of the tree's tangled roots, and lay down.

He hated when he wasn't doing something. He wanted to be doing something useful, and sleeping certainly didn't sound like something useful. Breezepaw sighed and shut his eyes, focusing his mind on the stars above him. If he couldn't be doing something while he was awake, maybe he could while he was asleep.
After a few moments of nothing happening, Breezepaw grimaced and opened his eyes. Tiny bits of stardust glimmered on his pelt, reflecting the light from the sky up above. He was alone in a brightly lit forest, the same forest he would often meet Risingmoon in to train. He stood and glanced around, trying to see if his mentor was anywhere in sight. But she was nowhere. The little tom shrugged and started walking, figuring he might run into her if he just wandered around for a bit. But it was clear after a while that he had no idea where he was going.
It was only after the treeline became thinner and thinner that Breezepaw started to worry. He slowly found himself walking in a large field, stretching as far as the eye could see. Various glowing trees dotted the landscape, but they were much more sparse than in the forest. Finally, Breezepaw just stopped, absolutely sure that he was lost. He turned to look back in the direction that he had been walking in, trying to see if the forest was still in the distance, but instead he turned to meet it right in his face. The medicine cat jumped back, startled by the forest being so close to him. He could have sworn he had walked much farther away from it! He sighed and pulled himself together; he must really be tired. Slowly, he made his way into the trees, but something was... off.
The glowing trees were much dimmer than before, the bright stardust that usually echoed across his pelt now dark. Breezepaw shivered, a sudden wave of cold air hitting him. Where did he go? Where was the bright, lively forest that he was used to? How lost was he?

Breezepaw. The little tom jumped as he heard his name being called. He whipped around to see who had called him, but nobody was there. He stood completely still, staring in the direction he was sure he had heard the voice coming from. Breezepaw. It came again after a few moments, behind him once more. He turned more slowly this time, but there was still nobody there. Who was calling him?
Breeeeeezepaw. The dark voice hissed from directly behind him. Breezepaw flinched and whipped around, gasping in shock. Before him stood a shadowy cat with glinting green eyes. His pelt was "lit up" with tiny black stars, shadows practically covering him. It was far too dark to make out who it was, but the little tom swore he saw four thick scars running across the cat's neck. He backed up slowly, his mouth gaping and his eyes wide with terror. The shadowed cat advanced towards him quickly.
Don't run. It hissed, it's cold green eyes glinting brighter. The more it advanced, the further Breezepaw backed up, until he had backed himself up against a tree. He stood shaking, staring at the cat in sheer terror. The cat stopped for a moment, only about a fox-length away from the little tom. You. Can't. Run. Forever. It snarled slowly. Then, it leapt.
Breezepaw shut his eyes tightly, preparing to be hit, but it never came. He opened his eyes, but the darkness didn't go away. Suddenly, it felt like everything was melting away from him. He wearily shut his eyes once more, not willing to fight the feeling, and let the shadows take him over.

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The pale white cat sat completely still, staring out across the horizon. She didn't come to this place often, usually preferring to stay under the cover of the thick trees that made up the forest, but she had needed to come. Now that her job was finished, she sat, watching as the stars sat ever-still above her.
Beside her, she felt the small frame of the cat tremble. Refocusing her attention on him, she curled around him once more and carefully smoothed the fur on his head with her tongue. "Hush now." She whispered quietly, her green eyes fixed on the little tom. He curled himself tighter and grimaced, lost in his sleep, but he stopped shaking. Satisfied, the starry she-cat looked up at the figure before the two of them, who watched them with cold green eyes.
He will give in. The cat hissed, his tail lashing. The she-cat narrowed her eyes slightly and stood, keeping herself over her apprentice protectively. "He won't. Not now, not ever." She mewed, her normally gentle voice firm. The dark tom snorted and turned to leave, but glared at her over his shoulder.
Just remember this, Risingmoon. He is and always will be mine. He was never yours to hold. He will always. Be. Mine. With that, the tom stalked off towards the forest from which he came. Risingmoon watched him go, her eyes sharp, and sat down beside her apprentice again. His body began trembling once more, and she wrapped her tail around him elegantly, still watching the forest where the tom entered.
"He will never be yours."




Oh Starclan, what did I just type? xD
I don't even know if this is okay haha.
Please let me know if it's not ;u;

Let me know of typos! I'm too lazy to check right now oops.

Breezepaw works too hard.
That is all I have to say.
xD




Risingmoon (c) ~insanityNothing
Eyeballs (c) Their owners
Breezepaw/???/art (c) Jay
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Key
:bulletwhite: Neutral
:bulletgreen: Acquaintance
:bulletyellow: Friend
:bulletorange: Close friend
:bulletpink: Crush/attracted to
:bulletred: Love
:heart: Mate
:bulletblue: Respect
:bulletpurple: Uncomfortable/ dislike
:bulletblack: Strongly dislike
:skull: Dead

Name: Windsong
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Fire Clan
Apprentice: Crystalpaw

Personality:
Windsong is curious and outgoing but sometimes a little rash. She is the living embodiment of the phrase "curiosity killed the cat". She is highly intelligent but doesn't always show it because she rarely takes the time to think things through. Despite being a full grown warrior she has a tendency to act like a kit every now and then. She has mellowed out a little recently; between caring for her now elderly guardian (see relationships below), getting a mate, having an apprentice of her own, and surviving the wars with Moon Clan and the rogues she has managed to grow up somewhat (overall she's still a kit at heart). Despite her headstrong/kitlike nature, Windsong is incredibly loyal to her clan and a highly skilled combatant, not to mention her exemplary hunting ability. She might be a fun-loving kit at heart but she takes her job as a warrior very seriously and would give her life for her clan mates.

History: basic clan life

Relationships
Kindlestar: :bulletblue: I've only spoken to her a few times so I don't know her personally. However she's made it abundantly clear that she's a capable leader who genuinely cares about her clan. She's not in her position because she craves power, she takes our opinions into account when making decisions and obviously cares about the well being of each member of the clan. So for that I have tremendous respect for her.

Two-pelt: :bulletblue: Again I don't really know him all that well but Littleflame might know his parents. He was a good leader in Kindlestar's absence which couldn't have been easy since she's his mate.He's shown how much he cares about our clan as well as his mate and kits. I admire any tom secure enough to spend time with the clan's kits. In that sense he's like another certain tom who has proven to be excellent with kits. 

Emberstripe: :bulletblue: :bulletwhite: I found him prowling our territory a few moons ago. He reeked of two-legs so of course my first instinct was to chase him out and make sure he never came back. But then he started spouting some gibberish about Star Clan and Russetfur. What kittypet knows anything about Star Clan and Russetfur wasn't the type to consort with kittypets. That's probably why Kindlestar allowed him to stay. I guess kittypet or not he's been useful to the clan so I don't have a problem with him so far, though I know plenty who aren't so quick to trust him.

Dawncloud::bulletred: :heart: He's a quick tempered, warmongering, paranoid ball of fur. A few moons ago I probably wouldn't have looked at him twice. During the war with Moon Clan I saw him kill Patchstar a few feet away from me, and of course ever since that a number of cats have treated him differently. At the time I myself was sickened. So what changed? I honestly don't know. I guess I just figured that a cat shouldn't be treated a certain way for a single moment in his life. We were at war, and every cat knows the cost of war. I can't condone what he did but I know that's not all there is to him. I know that he's also loyal, strong, brave, nurturing (watch him kitsitting) and despite what anyone says he has an enormous capacity for love. So I don't care what any other cat thinks, he's an amazing tom and I wouldn't trade him for the world.

Crystalpaw::bulletyellow: She's my very first apprentice and I couldn't be more proud of her. She's a quick learner and I know that very soon she'll be one of Fire Clan's most valued warriors.

Littleflame: :bulletblue: :bulletred: Er, he's complicated. He's been like a second father to me ever since my real parents passed. He's been there for me for as long as I can remember and without him I don't think I would be the warrior I am today. In his old age he's become a bit antisocial though. I worry about him.
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She's born! Meet Featherkit, Windsong and Dawncloud's one and only kit.

Key
Bullet; White Neutral
Bullet; Green Acquaintance
Bullet; Yellow Friend
Bullet; Orange Close friend
Bullet; Pink Crush/attracted to
Bullet; Red Love
Heart Mate
Bullet; Blue Respect
Bullet; Purple Uncomfortable/ dislike
Bullet; Black Strongly dislike
Death Dead

Name: Featherkit
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Kit
Clan: Fire Clan

Personality: Here's the type of kit who knows exactly how cute she is and isn't afraid to use those big blue eyes and fluffy little tail to get what she wants. It wouldn't be at all unlike her to try and just talk her way out of a bad situation; she could probably charm her way out of a fox's den if she really wanted to. But under all her feminine charm is a strong willed, often downright stubborn little tomboy that loves rough housing, play-fighting and rolling in the dust. 

She might seem sort of dainty or even meek at first, but do yourself a favor and don't underestimate her. She has the temper of a badger when she gets riled up and it's that same temper that fuels her competitive spirit. She revels in competing with her clan mates, especially if they're older or more experienced than her just to prove to herself and everyone else that she's more than a helpless little she-cat.

On the flip side of this fiery fluffball's personality is a genuinely caring, considerate, empathetic cat. Despite her temper Featherkit is the type who cools off almost immediately after venting her anger and will be the first to apologize if she feels she really has stepped out of line. She's not always the easiest cat to get along with but any cat she forms a real connection with will have a friend for life.

History: Basic clan life.

Trivia: She seems to have inherited her father's sensitive, pink paw pads that make running and at times even walking in the gorge such a pain. They do have a silver lining though; since she isn't nearly as large or slow as Dawncloud she can often use her soft paw pads to walk exceptionally quietly, an obvious hunting advantage.

Relationships:
Bullet; Blue Kindlestar: I don' really know her so good, but mummy says she's the leader of the clan. She's always nice to me and mummy but I'm not so sure how much daddy likes her.

Bullet; Blue Twopelt: He's kinda like a leader too but not really? I don't really get it.

Bullet; Blue Emberstripe:Oh him, the "fatty" that daddy likes to tease. Iunno why daddy bugs him so much, he came to check on me a lot when I was really little and he was always nice.

Bullet; BlueBullet; Red Windsong: My mumma! Imma be like her when I grow up

Bullet; BlueBullet; RedDawncloud: Daddy's so goofy sometimes. He blabs a lot bout clan loyalty and being careful of outsiders. Iunno why anyone would wanna hurt him though, he looks really big so maybe some cats think he's scary? But he's really just soft and fluffy.
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Poor Blackfire never got an updated app and now that we have these new shiny ones I figured I might as well.

Key
Bullet; White Neutral
Bullet; Green Acquaintance
Bullet; Yellow Friend
Bullet; Orange Close friend
Bullet; Pink Crush/attracted to
Bullet; Red Love
Bullet; Blue Respect
Bullet; Purple Uncomfortable/ dislike
Bullet; Black Strongly dislike
Death Dead

Name: Blackfire
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Fire Clan
Apprentice: Scorpionpaw
Breed: A mix of American Short-hair, Oriental Short-hair, Russian Blue, and Bombay

Personality: Stubborn, independent, opinionated, distrustful, proud, competitive

Like a lot of other Fire Clanners, Blackfire is highly distrustful of everyone and everything that isn't a part of his own clan. He is rash and hot-headed although not necessarily violent. He's a idiotically stubborn strong-willed young tom but he proves to have a surprising degree of intelligence when he decides to think for a second. Blackfire has an overwhelming desire to prove himself, feeling he needs to be the best of the best at virtually everything. As a result he is overly competitive and has a tendency to push himself to his breaking point no matter what the task is.

History: His mother, Nightflower (now deceased) rejected him at birth. This may be why he feels the need to prove his worth and pushes himself so hard; at times beyond what would be considered safe (ex: running or fighting to the point of collapse, getting himself into dangerous situations on purpose). As a kit he was fed by a few of Fire Clan's other queens but never had any real parental figure.

Relationships
Kindlestar: Bullet; Blue I honestly haven't had much one on one contact with her but I know she's a capable leader. She's led us to victory on multiple occasions, even after the Moon Clan filth who calls himself a leader tried to assassinate her.She's a better leader and all round Warrior than he will ever be.

Two-pelt: Bullet; Blue Don't really know him that well either. Though he did lead the clan for a few moons when Kindlestar went missing. He kinda fell apart for a while there but in all fairness I doubt we would have survived that flood without his leadership. So all in all he's a good tom.

Emberstripe: Bullet; Purple Ugh I still don't know what to think of this one. I mean a kittypet of all things! Yes he's good with herbs and he's patched me up more times than I can count but at the end of the day he's an outsider. Not to mention the fact that Cliffstalker can't stand him. I really can't blame him though. If Emberstripe had let my old mentor die like he did Cliffstalker's, I'd rip him a new one.

Beetleflight: Bullet; Blue She was my mentor. I don't know what Kindlestar was thinking there because I gave that poor she-cat hell. Still I have to say she taught me well; after all I wouldn't be the Warrior I am today without her.

Cliffstalker: Bullet; Orange He's one of the only cats I know that doesn't get on my nerves on a regular basis. He was also one of the only apprentices in my age group that stood a chance of doing better than me in combat, or...well anything really. He's grown into a very capable warrior, though I wouldn't say that to his face- his ego is big enough already. Still he's like a brother to me now and I'm not sure what I'd do without him.

Cloudydawn
Bullet; White Errm ok this one's complicated. I don't dislike her...anymore. But I'm not particularly fond of her either. Not that it matters really. She makes Cliffstalker happy and she's given him a litter of beautiful kits so I guess if he's happy then so am I.

Ashenkit and MossykitBullet; Green I don't like kits. They're loud, they're obnoxious, and they're so horrifically needy. But these two might be different. I know I'm biased because their father is Cliffstalker but they do seem more tolerable than most other kits. I'd like to know them better.

ScorpionpawBullet; BlueBullet; Purple ...................You don't want to open that can of worms.

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TWG : The Moth's Flight

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Larkkit...





Mothdust's stomach twisted as she and Nettlenose named their five, beautiful kits. She could see the familiar grey pelt of her mother, Cursedstar, in the corner of the nursery out of the corner of her eye. She, along with her father, Pebbletail, and her sister, Brackensoul, had come to see Mothdust's kits. The looks on their faces were a mix of overwhelming happiness and excitement mixed with pain, sadness and fear.




Scalekit...





The tuxedo she-cat herself had had mixed feelings about this day ever since she had found out that she was expecting kits. Not because she and Nettlenose weren't actually mates when she found out, but because she remembered how hard Brackensoul's kitting had been, as well as the kitting of Cursedstar's mother. Both had died shortly after kitting due to complications. The thought of leaving her kits alone in the world made her sick to her stomach.




Pebblekit...




As they named their daughter Pebblekit after he father's name, she glanced up to watch his look of excitement and happiness. If the tom had've still been living, he might've even started crying.  She smiled as she looked back to her kits. She knew they wouldn't be completely alone if she died. They'd have their father, Nettlenose, to take care of them. He was a little rough around the edges, but Mothdust was certain that he would make a good father once he'd had some time to adjust to the thought of taking care of kits.



Gentlekit...





However, in the moon prior to this night, Cursedstar had visited Mothdust in a dream. She couldn't make eye contact with her daughter as she delivered the news that she had to share and though it was not unexpected, it still frightened Mothdust and made her dread this night. The she-cat had forced herself to remain composed as she and Nettlenose named the kits.




Bubblekit...




Their adopted son came bounding into the nursery, unable to contain his excitement any longer. He grinned excitedly as he looked at every kit, inquiring of their name and commenting about every single one of them. Mothdust asked him if he'd like to help name the last kit, a tuxedo tom who looked a lot like Mothdust. He thought for a moment before making his choice.




Frostedkit...




Mothdust smiled. For a moment, everything was perfect. But already her vision was beginning to fade, her heartbeats were becoming irregular, and she was having difficulty breathing. She craned her neck around and looked Nettlenose in the eye.

"I love you Nettlenose," She meowed, "Take good care of our kits. I'm sorry..." 

Her chest heaved as she turned to Bubblekit.

"Take care of your siblings, she said, "You'll be a good big brother won't you?"

Mothdust could barely hear Bubblekit's affirmative response and she only distantly recognized Nettlenose's alarm. She could hear him saying her name over and over and over...




Until a new voice said her name.


It was the voice of her mother.



"Mothdust."



Mothdust opened her eyes to find herself surrounded by cats of starlight. She looked down to see Nettlenose, frantically nudging her lifeless body, tears streaming down his face. Mothdust looked back up at Cursedstar, who's normally bright eyes were filled with so much sadness.


"Welcome home," She meowed softly.


-x-

And with that, I would like to announce the death of Mothdust and the birth of our five kits!

Happy Birthday Frostedkit, Pebblekit, Gentlekit, Scalekit, and Larkkit!


(And we love you Bubblekit //kisses)

I meant to post this yesterday but, due to internet issues, I'm posting it today. The kits birthday is still December 25th though.

Now the only CursedPebble baby left is Deathsong u.u


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TWG : This is SkyClan

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"Are we there yet?" Shiverpaw asked, a hint on pain in his voice. Mothdust had not considered how far away the SkyClan boarder actually was, or the fact that her apprentice would still have tender kit paws.
"Almost", she meowed as they walked behind Beetlefur. "See those rocks up there? Those are the Tall Rocks, the SkyClan boarder is just on the other side."
"I still don't understand why we have to patrol the SkyClan boarder, SkyClan isn't even there anymore is it?" Shiverpaw looked up at Mothdust.
"Well... Actually there's a good reason for why we patrol the SkyClan boarder. There was a small band of rogues that used to live in PebbleClan's territory. When Cursedstar received the prophesy to make a new Clan, she went there first, expecting the territory to be barren and uninhabited. What she found was something of a Clan.
"They were led by a cat named Shadow Whisper, who didn't take lightly to Cursedstar's sudden invasion of his territory. She offered for Shadow Whisper and his rogues to join PebbleClan, then called LakeClan, seeing it as an opportunity to build a greater Clan with such a meager starting.
"However, Shadow Whisper was proud, and refused her offer, questioning why they should join with cats who were invading his territory. A few of his rogues joined in secret, including Honeyflower's father and Fallowheart herself. I'm sure you could imagine how that made Shadow Whisper feel.
"The next new moon, when the sky was at it's blackest, he attacked PebbleClan. Both sides lost many good cats, but in the end Cursedstar managed to drive Shadow Whisper and his rogues out of the territory."
Mothdust shivered. She had been just a kit at the time, but the battle had been so fierce that the camp had been bathed in blood.
"We stopped chasing them as they crossed this boarder. So we patrol this boarder to make sure the rogues haven't been near the boarder lately," Mothdust stopped when they reached the boarder. Beetlefur left to renew the scent markings, and Crywind was chasing his apprentice, but Shiverpaw and Mothdust took a moment to stare out at the barren landscape.
"There's nothing here..." Shiverpaw whispered, fearing to talk louder then the wind.
"I know. It sure looks like that, doesn't it?" Mothdust replied.

-x-

I spent more time on that background then I should have.

Anyways, this is my part of the SkyClan boarder patrol.

Characters to their owners ya-da, ya-da...
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TWG : Not My Problem

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Needlefur, stretched out in the warm sunlight beside the warriors den, took a deep, relaxing breath. Things were finally back to normal. He had spent at least one day in the medicine cat den, worried about his injuries. Badgergaze had kept shooing him off, telling him there were far worse cats out there and that he was going to be fine. When he finally agreed, he had gone to Chillstep where she was recovering from her heavy wounds, especially on her front shoulders. They had spent most the day sleeping side by side. The next few days had been spent with Chillstep, although he had gone down to the lake to fish with his apprentice, Brackenpaw, who seemed to have missed him quite a lot. Now, Chillstep had invited him hunting but he had declined, telling her he wanted to spend one day sunning. She'd been slightly irked by that but had instead caught a patrol heading out and left him to himself. He yawned, loving the feel of the warm sun on his belly, thanking StarClan for helping him get home to his haven by the lake, to his sister. Nothing could be better than this. 

"Hey," Fastfin meowed to the brown tom, interrupting his moment of peace, "Shiverclaw asked us to go hunting, so come on."
Fastfin wasn't sure what to think of Needlefur. He's only had short conversations with him, and most of them had been excessively boring. As far as he could tell, Needlefur was the most uninteresting tom in the whole Clan.

Needlefur peered up, frowning a bit. He didn't feel bitter, just disappointed. He ran a paw over his ear and stood.
"Oh, okay," he mewed. He wished quietly he would have been able to hunt with some cat besides Fastfin. He didn't really care for the way the tom acted, the way he obviously disliked Ebonystar. Yet it was more than that. To tell the truth, Needlefur was jealous. He wished he had social skills like the ginger tailed warrior. Everyone seemed to like Fastfin, but no one really payed attention to Needlefur. Sure, he liked his solitude, but you had to wonder if that was because no one talked to him anyway. 
The brown tom stretched and waited for Fastfin to take the lead. He knew cats like him liked to do that and he liked to keep cats happy. 

Narrowing his eyes, Fastfin turned around with a quick swish of his tail. He was a little exasperated, being partnered with such a dull tom. The least Shiverclaw could've done was sent him on a patrol with someone more enjoyable.
"Do you care where we go?" Fastfin asked flatly.

"No," Needlefur said, trying to be agreeable, "you can choose. Unless you want me to choose, then I can but whatever you want." He closed his mouth with an audible thunk. He sounded like an idiot. He glanced away, paws shuffling. 

Fastfin sighed with irritation.
"Alright, we'll go look by the DawnClan boarder and see what we can find."
He walked quickly towards the camp entrance, as far as he was concerned it didn't matter where they went, he just wanted to get it over with so he could get away from Needlefur.

Sighing, Needlefur followed, his muscles a tensing a bit. He hadn't moved this fast since he escaped from MoonClan. He didn't know why, but he wanted Fastfin to like him. He made it over tjere without too much pain. Now he just had to hunt. He glanced at his companion, wondering why he was so grumpy. 
"You know," he said quietly, "if you need to vent or something, you can. I won't mind."

"I just can't figure out why I got stuck with you," Fastfin meowed, his tone sharp with irritation. He spun around and shoved his nose into the smaller tom's face.
"What's your deal anyways?! You never talk to anyone, you avoid eye contact, you're a coward, and you basically act like you're a lost kit all the time." Fastfin's fur stood on end and his pelt burned with agitation. "Seriously, Needlefur, what's your problem?!"

Needlefur instinctively flattened himself to the ground, ears pressed flat against his skull, eyes wide. He hadn't expected Fastfin to explode so quickly or violently. Still, all the things he said were true. 
"I..." he didn't know what to say, "I just..." His eyes flicked over the other tom's green pools as he tried to gather his thoughts. 
"I just prefer to keep to myself," He said, loosening his posture and standing up again. "I find things are more peaceful when other cats aren't involved. True, I am a coward. True, I barely fought when I got kidnapped. But It's cause I've never had to fight before. Chillstep has always been there to protect me, even when we were kits." He looked at the river just behind Fastfin's shoulder, watching it fly past in all of nature's beauty. His eyes flicked back to meet the other cat's and he shrugged, sitting down with a tall, relaxed posture.
"I guess, to answer your question, my problem is I have a sister who loves me too much. I know it sounds stupid and that other cats have it worse, but it's true and the fact that I've had such a soft like is what makes me weak."

He snorted and turned away, but, somewhere deep inside, he was he was actually impressed that Needlefur had handled it so well. Fastfin pulled away and gave the tom some room to breathe.
"You're a PebbleClan cat, hiding behind your sister isn't a very good excuse. It makes the whole Clan look bad," he shook his pelt, forcing his fur to flatten. "Badgergaze is a lot softer than Emberlight but he can still hold his own against her. Just because you're quieter than her doesn't give her the right to treat you like an apprentice."

"You're right," Needlefur meowed, "I have no excuse. It's something I have to work on. We all have something. Some of us are too kittish, some of us too agressive. Some too arrogant, too lazy, too judgemental." He slowed down on the last word, hoping to stike a chord with the warrior, possibly help him work out a few issues so they could both come out better off.

"Sounds like you have a lot to work on then," Fastfin meowed curtly before turning and stalking away towards the river before he said anything more. He could not stand being in Needlefur's presence. Just knowing he was there irritated him. 
He stopped at the waters edge and looked for the rock he always fished from. Quickly spotting it, he leaped from the bank to the stone and positioned himself into his usual fishing crouch, his paws sliding into the same spots they always did and wrapping his tail carefully around the rock so it wouldn't get wet, the tip of his tail twitching with agitation.

Needlefur sighed. It was obvious Fastfin disliked him and Needlefur was okay with that. Some cats just didn't like each other. He stood and padded over to the river a ways off from his hunting partner. Best to give him some space, he thought. He leaped onto a smooth boulder that peeked just above the water. Curling his tail around one leg, he sat quietly, watching the water with large eyes. He made sure his shadow wasn't over his fishing space and readied his paw. Watching the blurred silhouettes of the fish swim by, he waited for the right moment to strike. His paw flashed in, pulling out a slick fish which he killed with a sharp blow to the head. Setting it to the side, he glanced subtly at the other tom, wondering how he was doing.

Frustration burned through Fastfin's pelt. He ran his arguement with Needlefur through his head over and over, thinking of things he should've said, and retaliations he could've used. He imagined a scenario where he was angry enough to smack the tabby tom in the face and shot his paw into the water, snagged a fish, and bit down on it's head in a swift, aggressive movement. 
The truth was that Fastfin wanted to help the tom, but after Needlefur's reaction, Fastfin was quickly considering changing his mind.

Needlefur quickly looked back to the water. Had he made Fastfin that angry? He definitely wanted to stay out of the tom's way now, his timid side overruling the part of his brain that had all the wisdom in it. He wondered if Fastfin was always like this or if it was just him. 
"I'm sorry," he said after much deliberation, "that I've upset you." He wondered if his apology would make the tom even angrier and subconsciously fixed himself to the rock on which he was perched.

He quickly glanced at Needlefur out of the corner of his eye, hiding his surprise.
"You don't need to apologize," he meowed flatly. "It's just who you are, you shouldn't apologize for that."

"Oh," Needlefur relaxed a bit and then realized what that meant. "Oh..." he frowned and turned back to fishing. He dipped a paw into the water, tossing a fish out and catching it in his jaws. he killed it with a bite and then tossed it onto the shore. "Maybe it's just who you are," he muttered to himself.

The flame-point tom shot his paw into the river and snagged another fish. He placed it next to his previous fish before allowing his gaze to drift back to Needlefur.
"Well, I'm done here. I'm going back to camp," Fastfin said before gripping both fish in his jaws and leaping back onto the riverbank. 

"Alright." Needlefur said grumpily. "I'll just stay here a little longer." He huffed and focused on the water again. What was going on with him? He felt so gross just thinking about Fastfin. He'd never really felt this way about a cat before. Something about the way the tom hated him for just being him made him upset, like he couldn't even try to see his reasoning because there was none. He glanced up one more time and growled under his breath before snagging another fish and taking his anger out on it.

Fastfin shot the tabby an anger filled look before pushing through the yellowing plants that lined the river and darting up the bank. He'd initially thought maybe he could talk some sense into the tom, maybe find out why he was so shy and try to help him out, but it was obvious that he wasn't wanted.
Oh well. It's his loss, doesn't hurt me at all, he thought, frustration flashing through his pelt. It was no longer his problem.

-x-

So here we have Fastfin making more friends~ :D

Rp between Rowan-Falls and myself in which Fastfin has good intentions that come across wrong and Needlefur tries to be understanding and misunderstood.

Needlefur belongs to Rowan-Falls 
Fastfin is mine
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FireClan
Assignment; New Apprentice
Viperfang: [link]
Gwyn/Howlpaw: [link]

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Viperfang was seething. The anger had boiled into his chest at the first sound of Kindlestar’s cry to begin the gathering. He had spent countless hours arguing with Kindlestar- demanding she pick a different mentor for the outsider kit but his leader’s decision stood firm. He was to mentor Gwyn. In a weak attempt to control his anger his claws unsheathed and sunk into the hard dirt floor of the camp, yellow eyes boring up at Kindlestar as she announced the clan’s new medicine cat, and new warriors.

He felt no jubilation for any of them- though he out to have. Then Kindlestar turned to the kit and called her forward. Viperfang braced himself to be called upon and tried his best not to look like he was swallowing a fish. This was his first apprentice and he was stuck with the softling outsider. It was worse than a slap to the face by a MoonClan kit.

When his name was called he reluctantly stepped forward, meeting Kindlestar’s eyes and seeing a warning flash in them. He knew better than to argue with her now, and dipped his head respectfully. Turning his scrutinizing gaze away he met the double color eyes of the small white apprentice, trying, and failing, to tone down his glare. He stepped forward, looming over her for a moment, which was an impressive feat given that he wasn’t know for his height, and bent down to touch noses with her as tradition demanded.


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Weeee finished uvu <3

As you all can imagine, Viperfang didn't take too happily to the news that he'd be mentoring Gwyn. :B He's a biased asshole with a clan superiority complex. IF YOU'RE NOT TRUE FIRECLAN YOU'RE UNWOOORRTHHYYYYY >u


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Russetkit


Clan: FireClan
Gender: Male
Rank: Kit

Kit Name: Russetkit
Apprentice Name: N/A
Warrior Name: N/A

Personality
As runt of the litter he’s determined to prove himself in any way he possible can. With dreams to someday become the best warrior in the clan he’s constantly picking sibling tussle fights with Brightkit. Don’t ever let her know this, but he really does love her, she’s a good sister and fun to play with. He has a mischievous eagerness to see the world beyond their makeshift camp and will tag along in a heartbeat if Brightkit suggests a game or adventure that requires them to leave the camp’s boundaries. Whenever Flashkit tries to play the pacifist between he and Brightkit, Russetkit will always make a teasing attempt to drag his brother into tussling with them. He has yet to succeed though.
He can be headstrong when the moment calls for it and brave too if there’s a big obstacle in their path that requires overcoming, but like all kits he has his frights in the night that will send him scampering back to the safe paws of his mother.

Physical Description
Russetkit is the smallest of his litter, with a rust brown coat and dark brown on the tips of both his front paws. He has an off-center dark brown halfmask on the left side of his face, and a creamy white halfmask on the right side. The tip and top half of his tail, as well as his ears are also dark brown and the creamy white lightly flecks his underbelly. His eyes are a rich amber color, not matching up with either of his parents and eerily resembling those of his namesake, Russetfur

Family
Father: Twopelt
Mother: Kindlestar
Siblings: Brightkit { sister }, Flashkit { brother }

Relationships

work in progress, will be updated shortly! ; u ;

Voice Headcanon: Nullah from the movie Australia, played by Brandon Walters
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"I'm gonna be an apprentice soon!" Russetkit's eyes gleamed with delight and he was practically bouncing in place as his mother all but pinned him down while she groomed him.

"Mmhm, now hold still or you'll never get clean and I'll have you trapped in here all day," she purred, noting that despite his whines of protest the kit had stopped jittering.

"And after I'm an apprentice, I'll be a warrior! I'll be the best warrior in all the whole clan! Even better than Brightkit!" he squealed, fluffing up his already fluffy fur as a look of determination set itself on his face.

"I'm sure you will be," Kindlestar hid her chuckle with another purr and gave him another lick for good measure before nudging him out of the makeshift nursery, "Now go on and mess up your fur again before the sun goes down."

Russetkit gave a bound of excitement and scampered out of the den, eagerly seeking out his siblings so that he could challenge his sister to another brawl.


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CRIES I'M SORRY THIS IS A DAY LATE BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAMMY ILU LOTS AND LOTS AND YOU MAKE A FANTASTIC FOXFUR HAT AND/OR MAKESHIFT SEAT WHEN I NEED TO SIT SOMEWHERE COMFY UVU <33 /smooches and flees from the bazooka that is soon to be aimed at me

Have some mother and mama's boy bonding time because i don't draw enough of this ;D;
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