Allegiances
Leader: Smokestar - Silentstorm
Dark, smoky grey tom with a lighter grey underbelly. He has black, toeless socks on his legs and black tabby markings on his face and tail. He has piercing ice-blue eyes that can be rather unnerving at times, despite his warm personality. 48 moons. Calm, serious, can be light-hearted at times, loyal, trustworthy, sarcastic at times, charming, intelligent, brave, selfless.
Despite his easy-going nature, he's a fierce fighter - yet also merciful as well. He's very diplomatic and relatively good at persuading others to back down from a battle. He tends to be too trusting, usually accepting whatever any cat says as the truth. His honorable nature won't allow him to attack someone when they're not expecting it, making it hard for him to ambush or stalk others.
Stormblade (Father), Shimmerpool (Mother), Silentmoon (Brother), Ivystorm (Former mate, now deceased)
He had a good kithood as the son of the former deputy, Stormblade. He was often seen as a quiet, if somewhat serious tom, a direct contrast to his boistrous brother, Silentmoon. When he met Ivystorm, his whole world opened up. He learned to laugh and smile more, interact with cats he was normally too shy to talk to. When Ivystorm was expecting his kits, he was ecstatic - but not for long. A bout of greencough took his daughters, Moonkit and Sandkit, leaving just Rainkit as the only survivor. He and his mate poured all their love and affection into their only remaining child, who grew up rather spoiled as a result. A raid from a group of cats took away his brother and his mate, leaving him all alone to raise little Rainpaw. His grief became his strength, and he worked harder than ever before to ensure that this would never again happen to his Clan. Eventually, his hard work and effort paid off, landing him the position of deputy and soon leader of NightClan.
Deputy: Raindancer - StormClawPonyRises A brown bengal she-cat with marbled spotting and copper-coloured eyes. 38 moons. She is motherly and quick thinking, however, she's not quiet as expected from a typical NightClan cat. She is also very protective. She is slightly nosy (not expected from a NightClan), and sometimes gets anxious.
She's a talented hunter, and can swim well. Her light feet and stature make it easier to move quickly and easily, and her breed is more attuned to the wet. She's not the most talented fighter, and lays at the line of a basic average for a fully-trained warrior. She's also slightly nervous about most things and frets quite a bit.
Thornleap (mother, deceased), Moltenfur (father, deceased), Lemurtail (brother, alive), Littlekit (sister, deceased).
Rainkit, Lemurkit and Littlekit were born to esteemed warriors in NightClan; Moltenfur and Thornleap. Rainkit, Lemurkit and Littlekit were very close and they did everything together. Littlekit was sadly killed when rogues attacked the Clan during the day, when they usually rested to honour their founder. The rest of their kithoods were quiet. Rainkit and Lemurkit finally hit the right age to become apprentices. Rainpaw got Thickwhisker (now deceased) as her mentor, and Lemurpaw got Duskwhisker (now an elder) as his mentor. Rainpaw and Lemurpaw fought a lot in border skirmishes, with Lemurpaw showing a lot more skill than Rainpaw and having to help her out quite a bit most times. Soon after Lemurpaw and Rainpaw became warriors, Goldenleap and Moltenfur were killed in a fire during Greenleaf. Both have since sworn to protect the Clans with their lives, as they should.
Medicine Cat: Stonepath - NordMyte Stonepath is a stone colored she-cat with a very dark gray 'path' running along her back. She has a sharp tongue. She has pale blue eyes. 24.5 moons. Stonepath is the quietest cat the Clan has ever known. She almost never speaks, and moves so no one can hear her.
She is very quiet, and has a great memory of herbs. She is also quite fast. She can't hunt or fight, and she can't swim.
Skyfrost, Ripplefur, sisters Shallowtail and Rockpaw (only Shallowtail is alive)Stonekit, Shallowkit and Rockkit were born in the Clan. Soon after their apprentice ceremony Rockpaw caught greencough and nor Stonepaw, nor the previous medicine cat were able to save her life. Skyfrost died kitting her second litter, leaving Stonepaw, now Stonepath, and Shallowtail to care for Mistkit, Lakekit, Riverkit, Deerkit and Smoothkit. Soon afterwards their father left from a badger attack.
Medicine Cat's Apprentice: Spottedpaw - @liger2020 - OPEN TO TAKE!Spottedpaw is a seychellois huitieme cat, that has black splotches on the face, ears, legs, and tail. She has brown shaded fur near the black splotches. Her eyes have a faded green shade. She has a skinny body as well as a long slender tail. 8 moons. Spottedpaw likes learning rather than spending time hunting and fighting. She is very generous and she cares about cats, health wise. But most of the time, she is either organizing the herbs, learning them, or collecting them. She is a very giggly cat, so she can laugh pretty easily at anything... well not anything but most things. She smiles at everyone, even if that cat dislikes her for some reason. If someone picks a fight with her verbally, they are sure to lose. But if someone picked a fight with her physically, she will surrender right on the spot.
She is smart, she can swim and climb, and can dodge attacks. She can’t fight, and barely can hunt.
Spottedpaw was clanborn, she found an interest of herbs as soon as she saw the medicine den as a kit.
Warriors: Smokefall - Shortee Smokefall is a dark grey, close to black she- cat with eyes the color of dark green leaves. She is small, but lithe and muscular. Her tail is above the average length, which definitely helps with balance. 16 moons. Smokefall is very hard working and doesn't give up easily. She's quiet, but firm when she speaks.
Smokefall is very fast which results in slightly above average hunting and quick skills on the battle field. Smokefall also enjoys climbing trees and spying from up above. Smokefall always thinks she doesn't do enough. She could save her clan from a badger and still think she she could have done more. Smokefall is quiet and standoffish, but in all honestly hopes for a close friend one day.
Smokefall became her standoffish self from her father, who always challenged her to impress him in any way she could. Her sister, Ivytail, drowned at the River Bridge, trying to show off to her mother and father. Smokefall is close with her father, but Ivytail was Graypool's favorite, so they aren't very close.
Snowmist - Alesii Norwegian Forest Cat with grayish white fur and icy blue eyes, she has a scar on her front leg from an attack. 13 moons.
Prowling/sneak attack, she barely makes a sound, fighting, she's used to it by now. Is always nervous, she is scared that her past will haunt her. acts to agressive to thoughs she hasnt met, shes nervous they will try to kill her. finnaly is always alert ( almost never calm/calm settings do anything but settle her nerves )
Shadowfur ( Father- Deceased ), Moonfur ( Mother- Deceased ), Riverpaw ( Brother- Deceased )Her original clan was found by a bunch of twolegs who caught most of her Clanmates, though who weren't taken were too injured or sick to live (in other words they died). The only ones left were her, her brother, and her grandfather. Her brother left to find their parents, leaving her and her grandfather alone. Her grandfather died and she never saw her brother again, she spends a lot of her time wondering things. This has made her extremly cautious, she used to want a family but now it seems impossible since she has lost all of it. Now she wanders 'till she finds a Clan to learn of and see if she can join. If she can't find one she'll keep wandering. She no longer bothers wondering what happened to her family 'cause she has giving up on any hope, now she wanders till she finds a Clan, she and the clan accept her or she accepts them.
Cloudstrike - nalexisburke Cloudstrike is a pure white she-cat. Everything from ear tips to her tail tip is a crisp, snow white. Her big, round, trusting eyes are a gentle blue and her bright pink nose is the perfect contrast to the blank canvas of her fur. Hunting is difficult due to her highly visible pristine white coat.
She's slender and petite, though her copious amount of fur makes her look bigger than she is. Her fur is soft, long and feathery. It gets tangled easily but she hates the feeling of matted fur and therefore grooms it often. She has scars on her muzzle and flank due to dogs. 32 moons. Cloudstrike is a very naive, dreamy, and sweet cat. She is somewhere between intelligent and unintelligent, able to hold an interesting conversation, but unable to see the intentions of other cats or understand that the world is dark. She is very. very naive and always believes the best in everyone which makes her very easy to manipulate. She is dreamy and can often be seen staring off into space or just daydreaming. Cloudstrike is also playful, which comes with her child-like naivete. She loves to have fun and cheer up others. She is usually a pushover and can be either scared or sweet-talked into doing anything she's told. The she-cat is also very gentle and skittish. She is kind and will always help anyone she can. By nature, Cloudstrike is quiet because she's thoughtful, but also is able to talk the ear off of another cat. She spends her time day dreaming quietly, but when other cats get her talking, she can actually be rather talkative. The sheer number of thoughts that occur to her can often spill out into tangents that make any conversation with her long and odd. Her voice is quiet and melodic and as soft as her personality. She can also be won over by presents, and likes pretty things. She's extremely forgetful and slightly vapid but will remember things she wants to remember. Cloudstrike doesn't like to have another cat put her or anyone else down, but isn't a fighter and will therefore just scold the bullying cat. She has mood swings that give her a terrible temper where she'll fight for the sake of fighting. During a mood swing, she's also very stubborn and no amount of sweet-talking will budge her. It seems during her mood swings that the intelligence she lacks comes back, but she's still very naive. Even though she's against fighting, the molly has a knack for it. Because she can't hunt very well because of her light-colored coat. She may not believe in fighting, but if someone threatens her clan, she will use her skills to defend her clan.
A strong fighter, can move without a sound, and can swim fairly good. Naive, poor hunter, and does not like fighting
Cloudstrike was formerly a rouge named Cloud. Her parents were swimming cats, persay and taught her how to battle currents at an early age. She lived a happy life with her parents until a band of dogs stormed their living area. She doesn't know what became of them. She spent many moons wandering around with visible scars. When she was around 10 moons, she found Nightclan and is still trying to prove herself to be just as loyal as the next.
Tinystep - {:|Ocean`Whisper|:} A slim, short, young appearing tom with slightly lengthy, soft silver fur. White underbelly and muzzle with faint, delicate grey stripes along his bright silver pelt, large ears, pink nose, lengthy tail with a white tip and alabaster patches, Long white socks. He also has icy blue eyes that always seem to have a sparkle in them. No scars hidden within his glossy, smooth pelt- so in other words, his figure is unscathed. Tinystep gives off a rather feminine appearance at first glance, but does represent some masculine features. 21 moons. Tinystep is a kind, selfless and caring clan cat. He enjoys company as long as the other cat in comfortable in that situation, since he prefers to be helpful and fulfil other cats needs first so they're more comfortable and satisfied. He is also trustworthy and honest, not wishing to deceive others for his own amusement or selfish needs- but can be rather cunning and sly if necessary, which is rather rare. Tinystep is alike this from his past, after all, he would not wish anyone to experience what he has witnessed.
Agile and swift hunter with a sharp nose. He also has a monumental amount of knowledge on two-legs, and other species like prey and predators, since he is rather useful at gathering information and is rather intelligent. Is a rather graceful and stealthy swimmer and is able the climb trees easily.
Tinystep's kindness gets in the way of combat, since he cannot stand violence and gets nauseas from the sight of blood or any wounds. He also fears rejection, because once declined it will take a large knock down on his confidence which takes a long time for him to regain. Tinystep is fragile mentally and physically.
Tinystep was formerly known as 'Tiny', since he received thus name from his rogue parents. They rejected him constantly, never feeding him or giving him warmth or kindness, just mental agony. Once he reached the age of 5 moons, he was chased out of the area around his den, forced to never return to his kin, even in the after life. Tiny, that went by that for the moment, went into the nearby twoleg place and took refuge with an elderly tom and other critters that formed into a rather large group. This is where Tiny gained much knowledge of the world around him, and became more confident and kind, but he soon decided it was his time to start a life of his own in the wildlife. Thats when he stumbled upon Nightclan and joined their ranks.
Junipercloud - +Mikisai+ Ginger, long fur with black eyes. He has a short tail and big build. 12 moons. Junipercloud is a soft-spoken, kind cat. He is clumsy and isn't very good at hunting, but she is surprisingly good at fighting. Junipercloud is very clumsy, sometimes tripping over his own paws.
He is a good fighter, he's very patient and kind. He isn't a good hunter, his confidence and control isn't that good.
Junipercloud was born in the clan, and has lived a relatively normal life.
Blackpatch - maemae
Blackpatch is a regular sized she-cat. She is bi-colored black and white with a sleek pelt and green eyes. Her body is slim and feminine, which helps with her agility. Unusually long, more sensitive whiskers and bigger ears than the average cat. Notable scarring on her neck. 21 moons. Blackpatch is a stubborn young warrior, who does the bare minimum to help around the camp out of her tired nature. She's a naturally tired cat who spends most of her time asleep and even more of her time fooling around or setting up practical jokes. Some often call her lazy, but she sees herself as efficiently doing her tasks (so that she is able to sleep more often). Despite her stubborn and blunt nature, she loves a good conversation with anyone who is willing to put up with her behavior and loves banter. She doesn't take herself seriously at all, and often makes jokes where she's the butt. She knows how to read a room and tell when things are serious, and knows when to stop joking around.
-When she's not asleep, she's a talented pray-hunter for the NightClan.
-Her ears and whiskers allows for her to be alert at all times, even when sleeping.
-Agile, both physically and mentally.
When she's not on patrol or joking around, she's incredibly lazy and will most likely either be napping or lounging around on the soft grass.
She's very blunt regardless of who she's speaking to. She'll speak her mind no matter the circumstance, often times calling out those who act out or say stupid things.
If it doesn't interest her, she will not attempt it. Because of this, she has never swum in her life, has never hunted a fish and hasn't found a mate who she finds remotely exciting.
She secretly fears social rejection to the point she will reject others first to avoid herself getting rejected.
She has no recollection of her family, however her mother was a tuxedo kittypet and her father was a member of the NightClan before her birth. When she was born, her father Crowstripe went rogue and left Blackpatch with her mother. Blackpatch, who was called Blackkit by her mother, had never met her mother due to Blackkit not opening her eyes before her mother met her demise. Blackpatch had been raised by another Queen, and was completely oblivious to the fact that she was not apart of her litter. She quickly noticed that the other kits were notably different to her, particularly in color and in weight. When she tried fitting in, she was unable to so she changed her approach completely by standing out. She stopped caring about the other kits and starting doing what she wanted to do. When other kits would play, she would sleep. When they would sleep, she would play pranks and bother the clan's warriors.
She became a Warrior's apprentice at 6 moons, and did rather well at it due to her heightened senses but still felt an unexplained, weird feeling inside of herself. A bitterness and a disliking for those who had close friendships. Because of her exclusion by the other kits, she became inwardly bitter about how she was treated and placed that blame on the NightClan, however feared the isolation of becoming rogue. After she became a warrior, she slowly started becoming more and more lazy. At first, it was unnoticable but it slowly became more obvious that she was taking shortcuts and cutting her work in half. When confronted, she doubles her work load for one day then goes back to her normal routine of slowly becoming more lazy. She has been doing this ever since.
Mentors: Silentstorm - Silentstorm Large gray and white tom with darker gray tabby markings and cerulean eyes. Despite his large size, he is quite agile, able to turn on a dime and strike fast and hard. 34 moons. He's stubborn, snarky, and comes off as rude most times. Despite this, he is very loyal to the cats in his Clan and would do anything to help them, despite what they may say.
Fierce and fast fighter, often doesn't give his opponents a chance to strike back. He is also very persuasive, able to talk himself out of most situations (that he most likely talked himself into). I guess you could say he has poor social skills, since he tends to tick off anybody he talks to. Given that he focused all his efforts into fighting, his hunting skills are rather poor.
Flurry (Mother), Silentmoon (Father), Seren (Brother)As a kit, Silent never knew the love of a mother, nor the comfort of a father. He was kept from his father at birth, told he had died on a raid from a foreign Clan, and was subsequently dragged around by his rogue mother as she travelled. She saw him as little more than a nuisance, an accident that was never meant to happen. She sought many times to correct his multiple drowning attempts, as well as abandoning him in dangerous places, at 4 moons old, she succeeded in this. And so, left motherless and defenseless, Silent was left alone in the wilderness to defend himself. He fought and hunt to survive, barely able to rest at any moment. This changed the day his father's birth Clan found him. Upon stumbling into NightClan's territory at 8 moons, Silent found himself being welcomed with surprisingly open paws. He was recognized immediately as being Silentmoon's son. Grasping tightly onto this information, Silent's mind was made up: he would stay and learn all he could about his father. Where was he? Why have a child with Flurry? And, most importantly, why fight for cats who weren't family? His instruction began under Ripplestorm, the warrior who had taught Silent's father. Silentpaw swept through his apprenticeship quickly, and with much ferocity. He was a strong fighter, and adequate hunter, but had little regard for any of his Clanmates. Except one: Ripplestorm, the tom who he respected and thought of as his own father.
Snowstorm - NordMyte Snowstorm is a short-furred light blue-gray she-cat with white paws and belly. She has crystal blue eyes and a small nick in her ear. She has a long tail and short whiskers. 23 moons.Snowstorm is a fierce she-cat, much to her father's annoyance. She sometimes doesn't listen to others, so she doesn't have any friends, due to her aggressive nature.
Snowstorm has very sharp hearing - she can hear from very far away. Snowstorm can't swim at all - she's afraid to drown.
She was born in the Clan.
Faithflight - NordMyte Faithflight is light gray she-cat with a long, brown tail and black ears. She has a scar on her face. 41 moons. Faithflight is quite trusting to her Clanmates. She can get annoyed quite easily.
Faithflight is very good at staying quiet on grass, concrete, anything, so she's the obious choice for leading a bin-raid. Faithflight can get annoyed very easily.
Has a crush on Silentstorm
If anyone wants to be her silbling(s), just ask.Her backstory is very complicated.
Apprentices: Gloompaw - Buttercup -
Mentor Silentstorm Gloompaw is a tall, sligthly chubby, dark gray she-cat with lighter gray paws and face and dark blue eyes. She has night black ears and a black patch on her back.
8 moons. Gloompaw is a rather curious cat and enjoys exploring the territory and hearing stories from the elders. She is very social and enjoys some good company. She also enjoys taking small naps and has a little knowledge with herbs.
Gloompaw jumps higher than most apprentices, good at hunting ground prey. Gloompaw often doesn't think before she speaks, witch can result in hurting others. She is somewhat lazy and sometimes forgets to feed the elders and kits first.
When the warrior Tallvine had her first kit, the clan was rather surprised. Tallvine didn't seem to have an interest in any toms and despite persuations, she never revealed who the father of her kit was. Despite the fathers absence, Gloomkit spent her days in the nursery happily and when the time for her came to become an apprentice she couldn't contain her excitement. In a patrol held a few days after her ceremony in Redwood alley, Gloompaw snuck away from her group for a while and found some weird smelling mushrooms. She brought some back to camp and decorated the den. Since that day, Gloompaw had an interest in all kinds of mushrooms and had to visit the medicine den for feeling sick from some of them. She still collects mushrooms to decorate the den, but takes the medicine cats advice on witch types are toxic.
Lionpaw - xSourGrapesx - Mentor FaithflightLarge long-furred black and orange mottled tom with almond shaped sea green eyes. He has jet black stripes criss crossing his hindlegs and the undersides of his paws are black. 6 moons. Lionpaw is most notably blunt, always saying what’s on his mind even if highly offensive to other cats. He’s smart, but tends to resort to violence quite easily and loves the thrill of battles. However, he’s rather amiable and enjoys entertaining other cats, sometimes going over the line of what is acceptable when trying to entertain others. He’s also very adventurous and ambitious.
Lionpaw is a formidable fighter, having spent his kithood sneaking around to watch the apprentices learn battles moves and also rehearsing battle moves in his spare time as an apprentice. He’s also a good actor, often being able to get himself out of trouble and convince others that he did nothing wrong. He’s reckless, and will act on emotions without giving it much thought or any whatsoever along with resorting to violence fairly quickly.
His sister is Ivypaw. Born to a loner named Sweetie, along with Ivypaw and Star. Star, whom perished due to malnutrition after a quarter moon after birth. They lived in a twoleg monster den for about a moon before twolegs took them away from their mother. There they lived among twolegs for four moons until they managed to escape by ripping open the window screen with their claws. The two then set out on a search for their mother but instead ending up coming across Nightclan where they were welcomed with open paws and warm smiles.
Ivypaw - xSourGrapesx - Mentor SnowstormSemi long-furred gray tabby she-cat with a white chest and white paws. She has pale yellow eyes. 6 moons. Ivypaw is intelligent and charismatic, always trying to help out other cats. She strives for peace, unlike her brother. She prefers talking over fighting, and tends to be very level-headed. She’s very compassionate in what she does, and is very positive. However, despite being so outgoing, she can be very distrustful of outsiders, and is uncooperative when it comes to fighting.
She excels in hunting and keeping others calm during disastrous situations. Poor fighting skills, and is terrified of water.
Her brother is Lionpaw.Born to a loner named Sweetie, along with Lionpaw and Star. Star, whom perished due to malnutrition after a quarter moon after birth. They lived in a twoleg monster den for about a moon before twolegs took them away from their mother. There they lived among twolegs for four moons until they managed to escape by ripping open the window screen with their claws. The two then set out on a search for their mother but instead ending up coming across Nightclan where they were welcomed with open paws and warm smiles.
Dark Brown Bengal with light brown marks, a cream muzzle and belly, a heavy foreign accent, large paws and ears, and yellow-amber eyes. 19 moons. Reserved, Snappy, Loner, likes to do things her way.
Climbing trees & cliffs, Leap-in-leap-out style ambushes/assassinations/kidnappings, fishing, swimming, charm, excellent escape artist. Stubborn, terrible one on one fighter, abrasive, quick to turn down help, can only really hunt fish, birds and maybe a rabbit or two.
Known as the pregnant rogue who just showed up one day, bloodstone keeps her past close to her chest. her name was clan-like enough for her to keep.
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Kits: none
Elders: noneCloudclan: noneDark Domain: noneRogues or Loners: none
Kittypets: Spotty - NordMyte Spotty is a long-furred tortoiseshell and white she-cat with pale green eyes. She has a pink nose and fluffy fur. 7 moons. Spotty is kind and peaceful. She likes to roam around the Twolegplace, and is welcoming to all the Nightclan cats.
Spotty's fluffy fur keeps her warm since her twolegs are no longer with her. She uses her fur to keep herself warm during the cold winter. Spotty wouldn't survive a day out in the wild - she doesn't know how to defend herself.
Rookie (father), Leopard (mother), Honey (sister).She was born a kittypet, and her twolegs died from a disease.
(will get one once I get on a computer.)
Star's Caller - LeBlueSlime Star is a tortoishell she-cat with sparse patches of white and deep orange eyes. 28 moons. Star is a wise fortune teller, and she reads the stars every night to potentially determine the next day's events. She enjoys solitude, and enjoys foraging for the finest herbs.
Star is a very good forager, and is able to treat herself when she falls sick. She can predict the future by reading the stars. Her fortunes are not always correct, and although she can tell the futures regarding herself and the state of the territory, she cannot tell the fortunes of other cats. She is also not a good hunter, and would rather search the Twolegplace instead.
Username (not screen name ):themysticheart (I have the same screen name)
Cat's name: Bloodstone (ya know, like the gemstone)
Rank: Queen
Age: 19 Moons
Description: Dark Brown Bengal with light brown marks, a cream muzzle and belly, a heavy foreign accent, large paws and ears, and yellow-amber eyes.
Personality: Reserved, Snappy, Loner, likes to do things her way.
Skills: Climbing trees & cliffs, Leap-in-leap-out style ambushes/assassinations/kidnappings, fishing, swimming, charm, excellent escape artist.
Flaws: Suborn, terrible one on one fighter, abrasive, quick to turn down help, can only really hunt fish, birds and maybe a rabbit or two.
Mate/Crush: A personal secret she keeps to herself though her reactions make it seem she had a terrible life before hand
Kits: Expecting
Family: A topic she also hates.
Backstory: known as the pregnant rogue who just showed up one day, bloodstone keeps her past close to her chest. her name was clan-like enough for her to keep.
Password: darkyanNigh
Other (optional): DO NOT QUESTION HER ON: her past, her family, the father of her kits, why she even showed up in the first place, why she is edgy.
Picture (optional): N/A (yet)
Light's Wish (mother), Wind's Howl (father), Dark's Yowling (brother)Star was born into a bloodline of cats with the same fortune-telling ability as her, which dates back to Sunclan times. She and her brother Dark's Yowling were well cared for by her mother (Light's Wish) and father (Wind's Howl) until the two reached nine moons of age. Wind's Howl never returned from a hunting trip, and when Light's Wish went to find him, she also went missing. The two siblings had to work to take care of both of their needs until they were twelve moons old, at which point the two could now fend for themselves. They each went on a journey to find a new land, and a mate, to continue the legacy. After three moons, Star arrived in an abandoned Twoleg cottage in Nightclan's Twolegplace, in which she took residence in.