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 Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 12:37 am
to be a respective member of Shadowclan, you mus fill out the form below.
*name:
*status:
* apprentice or mentor:
personality:
*cat breed(include picture if possible):
*appearance:
story:
those marked with * are madnatory.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 7:59 am
*name: Moonstar *status: shadowclan leader personality: rough around the edges *cat breed(include picture if possible): tabby  *appearance: slightly older than in the pic story:
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Shiningpaw of ThunderClan
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 12:14 pm
*name: Flameglow *status: Deputy *mentor or apprentice: No one as of yet personality: There's one word most of ShadowClan would use to describe Flameglow: annoying. He makes a habit out of annoying anyone and everyone he can, including all the cats he shouldn't annoy. Flameglow is lucky he's such a good fighter, or else he would have been driven out of the Clan long ago. Flameglow knows when it's time to be serious. He's like an entirely different cat when he's serious. His normally kittish voice goes all dark and baritone, and his eyes darken to the point you feel like dying when you look into them. *cat breed(include picture if possible):  I've no idea what he is. *appearance: Flameglow got the name Flamekit because of his fire-colored pelt. The only interuption of the cotinuous ginger is the white dash under his chin. His paws are of a darker ginger, a kind of burning red. Flameglow's eyes are a emerald green when he's his usual playful self. When he's serious, they darken into a kind of foresty color. story: From the moment she moved into the apprentice's den with him, Flameglow made it his life's mission to annoy the life out of Morninglight. Flameglow, at first, hated the she-cat. She was the perfect apprentice in everyone's eyes, including his own mentor. Even when he became a warrior two moons before her, no one spared him a second glance when she was in the vicinity. It was only when he saw her the night of her warrior vigil, with the moon shining down on her and making her pelt glow, that he fell in love with the she-cat. Of course, she doesn't know this. And he's doing everything in his power to keep it that way.
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 9:23 pm
*Username: Saint_Oriel
Name: Nightkit
Status: Kit
*Age: 6 moons
*Gender: Tom
Apprentice/Mentor: None.
Breed: Tortoiseshell
Appearance: 
History: Nightkit was always the serious, down-to-earth cat in his litter. He never acted out, always did as he was told, and was never hyper. But when no cat was looking or paying attention, he would be mean and snarl at the other kits, call them names and steal their food and their 'prey'. He would be overly violent and actually hurt the other kits when he played with them. He made sure they always blamed it on tumbling through brambles or scraping against twigs. For the second half of his life, he was left alone for the most part, and spent all his time away from the other cats. When Nightkit would associate with other cats, he hardly ever talked and would listen to the elders or senior warriors from dawn to dusk. He often had visions and very real dreams when he slept, when he was younger. Nightkit became exceedingly violent when the visions began plaguing him in his wakeful hours, never letting him be. He saw visions of the past, of great cats, fighting for territory, of different cats establishing the Clans as he knew them. He had visions of the future, of cats to come that would tear his world apart, of battles that happened merely days after he dreamt them. And he would see visions of the other Clans, visions that could only have been in the present. And they would come without warning, leaving Nightkit blinded for minutes, hours, depending on how long the visions lasted. And he hated it, hated having to deal with other cats who had no idea. And so he avoided them.
*Other: He's very snappish to other kits when no cat is looking, but to older cats he is very quiet and respectful, keeping all replies as short as he could.[Sorry if this seems too outrageous - I thought it might add to the plot in an interesting way. And I'd rather he wasn't made the Medicine Cat Apprentice, but it's up to the leader.] *Username: Saint_Oriel
Name: Wildpaw
Status: Apprentice
*Age: 8 moons
*Gender: Tom
Apprentice/Mentor: In need of a mentor.
Breed: American Bobtail
Appearance:
History: Wildpaw was one wild kit, earning his name. He was very spazztic and hyper, jumping and leaping everywhere. He never walks, he bounces and runs. He's very eager and helpful and affectionate, but sometimes he doesn't know when it is the right time to calm down and get serious. Many of his Clanmates are convinced he can't calm down, mainly the elders.
*Other: He's ADHD cat! xD*Username: Saint_Oriel
Name: Longtail
Status: Elder
*Age: 37 moons
*Gender: Tom
Apprentice/Mentor: None.
Breed: Devon Rex
Appearance:
History: Longtail, ah, kind of lost his tail in a fight with ThunderClan over borders when he was a senior warrior. But he sure did teach that cat a lesson! Anyway, he decided to retire soon after that because his tail, or lack thereof, was throwing him off.
*Other: He has a stub for a tail.
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 1:14 pm
*Username: Saint_Oriel
Name: Crowpool
Status: Medicine Cat
*Age: 12 moons
*Gender: Tom
Apprentice/Mentor: None.
Breed: Munchkin
Appearance: Crowpool has short, jet black fur except for the silver-blue tip of his tail and his white right hindpaw. He has beautiful light blue eyes, too, that sparkle (like Edward Cullen) in the sun.
History: Crowpool was the only cat born in his litter and he and his mother both caught blackcough in leafbare, not long after he was born. Though his mother was healthy all her life and Crowpool had been weak since birth, his mother, Dovepelt, died and he lived. Because of that, Moonstar named him 'Crowkit'. His father, Ravenfur, hated him for 'killing' his mate and would have nothing to do with him. The Medicine Cat at the time, and later his mentor, Grayflower, took pity on him and practically adopted him. Wit his short legs, it was obvious that Crowkit would be unable to fight well, so Grayflower gladly took him under her wing. A few moons back, Grayflower died of old age. Crowpool still hasn't quite gotten over her death.
*Other: He loves playing games with the kits. Like, he'll pretend to fix their pretend wounds, and educate them in herbs and the warrior code while he's at it. And he absolutely loves watching the kits so the queens can take a break for a little while.
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