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A handsome lynx point tom with sky blue eyes. This tom has dramatic charcoal gray points and almost-black classic tabby stripes which fade to a creamy white against his torso. Oceanjasper's most notable feature would be his fluffy gray tail; while he himself is short-haired, his tail is long-haired, making his silhouette easy to recognize from a distance. He is average in size and strength but remarkably hardy and sure-footed. While he may not stand out as a Warrior, he is known for his extreme curiosity and sharp mind. He is captivated by even the most simplest of things, such as a feather or a rock, often spending hours collecting them. He can be so engrossed sometimes that he can disappear for days to fulfill some silly quest, like matching a leaf to its original tree. It's hard to blame him for his curiosity. Oceanjasper was born on a twoleg freighter and spent the majority of his life at sea until he somehow got himself trapped in a shipping container. Soon afterwards he found himself in a new world. He'd never seen a tree, a monster, a twolegnest, all of it was foreign to him. The sea-farer was intimidated, yes, but not afraid; the experience opened up his unrivaled thirst for knowledge. He can be a little inconsiderate sometimes but is a good friend nonetheless.
Notable Family: None
Fun Facts:
He is not a strong swimmer but loves wading in shallow waters
His current favorite food is rat; fresh water fish are nowhere near as tasty as saltwater fish!
His fur has a stylistic wave to it due to the salt spray it was exposed to when he lived at sea
He is not fearful of twolegs but won't let them pick him up, it freaks him out
A handsome long-haired ginger tabby tom with light green eyes. As a rogue kit, Bloodyrondo was convinced he was destined for greatness, and he made it clear to anyone who would listen that he would someday be a very important cat. His image of grandeur only intensified when he was selected as Priest Promised. Even before his promotion, he thought very highly of himself to the point it would be fair to call him a narcissist. It is with good reason; he is always well-groomed, is a skilled Warrior and can be extremely likable. He does not shy away from hard work and seems to know just what to say to put a worried clanmate at ease. Yet, he fails when it comes to team-work since, as far as he is concerned, no one else can quite do it as well as he can. He is also quick to anger and has been known to initiate a physical fight over even the smallest altercation. Bloodyrondo is not one to apologize for his actions, but is quick to forgive and does not hold grudges. In fact, he will act as if nothing ever happened after, even after the most reprehensible dispute. This tom is truly devoted to the success of SunClan and is a dear friend to those who can look past his sometimes oscillating personality; however, if he doubts someone's faith, he would not lose any sleep ending that cat's life.
A silvery-gray tom with a yellow eyes. His most distinctive feature is his solid white, plummy tail, of which he is named. This tom also has white dapples scattered throughout his pelt although they are few and far between. Blizzardtail is fairy-large and robustly built, with powerful muscles and an imposing frame. He has many scars beneath his shaggy pelt which he wears like badges.
*Note: not officially on any page... not sure what I want to do with him, I may kill him off*
Notable Family: None
Fun Facts:
Blizzardtail lived as a kittypet for a few months before growing bored and running away when a door was left open
A black tom with kaleidoscope eyes. His fur is vantablack and apt to swallow all light that touches it. If not for his eyes, which hold innumerable shifting colors, he could easily be confused with the void. Creaturecrawl comes across as rather mysterious and charming, with a soft accent lilting the ends of his words; however, underneath that beauty and magnificence there is a terror waiting to be unleashed. He is a deadly tom with wicked obsidian claws and unusually long canine teeth. He fights like a cat wounded, twisting and turning at odd angles, contorting himself as if his own body were liquid. To many, he is a monster, impulsive, unpredictable; to others, he is nothing more than a big goof who is apt to trip over his own feet. Pure nonsense. A walking contradiction. He can be petulant but is slow to anger. He is cantankerous but does not often complain. This tom has the tendency to make up new words and use them as if they are common-tongue. He wants to unsettle you. He wants to make you feel uncomfortable, dim-witted, frustrated. A cry in terror, a nervous laugh, he receives these reactions much like how you feel gratification when someone likes your thread or sends you a compliment. Creaturecrawl is an uncanny tom with a knack for mischief and a thirst for blood: He is probably rotten to the core but could maybe be your best friend? You can't quite pin him down and that's just how he likes it.
Notable Family: None
Fun Facts:
He is fiercely loyal to Illustratedrose and remains constantly at her side.
"Arrogant, loyal, and loud. He's especially tall, with a squeaky laugh and screetching sort of voice, especially when he's nervous or scared. He, is, however, very accident prone, terrible with faces, a hypochondriac and germonphobe to the extreme. At the same time, though he tends to panic quickly, when he is calm, he is dangerously intelligent, and tends to prefer torturing cats... so long as he can keep his paws clean, of course."
A grayish brown bengal with stormy gray-blue eyes. Creek is average in size and height although a little on the skinny side. His fur is short and soft but not particularly shiny as often observed in other bengals. In fact, from a distance, he doesn't really even look like a bengal at all, his markings loose, more like ripples than rosettes. In personality, Creek is extremely friendly and personable. He smiles freely and is quick to compliment, but not in the suck-up kind of way, he just has a knack of knowing exactly what you want to hear. Creek is a little bit of a genius who catches on to anything from others' desires to obscure battle strategies with ease. His sharp memory is no doubt thanks having exceedingly intelligent parents, Funk E'tan and Blue. Most cats look at him as a bit of a golden child who has everything. Good looks, a decent pedigree, brains as well as brawn. His heart, however, is empty. He feels abandoned by his parents who are equally there and not there for him. Creek thrives of approval but never got that from those in his life that matters the most. His only way to cope was to detach himself. His smiles do not quite reach his eyes. This is perhaps the reason why he struggles to make true lasting connections with anyone: instead of a few best friends, he's an acquaintance to all. Oh well, it's also a strength in a way, seeing as he doesn't bat an eye to do what many others may consider unthinkable. Blocking one's conscience has its perks, but how long can he keep this up before he cracks?
A gray-brown torbie/tabby she-cat with evergreen eyes. Her fur has faint ginger mottles which dulls the black of her stripes to amber-brown in patches. She is average in size with short, coarse fur and long, lean legs. Cypressblaze frequently volunteers for patrols and never sits still for very long. She is a very direct she-cat and a skillful communicator, but she does not yield very easily, especially when she knows she is right. That being said, she has a good heart, rarely complains, and would do anything for her clanmates. Cypressblaze tends to put the needs of others ahead of her own and is always the last cat to take a break. She is very concerned with how others see her and is always striving for approval and acknowledgment; a simple “good job” goes a long way for this she-cat. This sometimes makes her a little easy to manipulate, but she takes it in stride, happy to help. Few would guess when she is really upset because she is always radiating confidence even if she is in pieces on the inside. Whenever she is feeling discouraged, she turns to the Moon for guidance. The Moon gives her strength when all else fails; when it is high in the sky, Cypressblaze is at her strongest. Her personal relationship with her goddess is one of the few topics she does not speak of openly.
A seal point tom with pale blue eyes. Hollowground looks very much like a siamese cat with his long legs, thin frame, and sharp, angular face. His points are a dark, dark brown - very nearly black - and cast a cream-colored shadow over the whites of his pelt. He is not a particularly large tom but he is taller than average, although most cats wouldn't know this because he slouches all the time. He is known to be a little abrasive but very sure-footed and skilled in both hunting and fighting. In fact, he may even be a prodigy if only he applied himself a little bit more. Lately, though, he has been slacking. He does not like being told what to do and gets annoyed very easily when others can't keep up with him. He often sets his clanmates up to fail just so he can chastise them for it, although he doesn't know why he does it because it doesn't bring him any pleasure. Maybe it's just that this seal point tom has a rebellious streak and likes to stir the pot. He tends to hang out with the new ex-rouge members of MoonClan more than his family would like out of spite even though he doesn't really like the newcomers either. The truth is that Hollowground does not know what he wants. He just feels... unhappy. Hollow. It was a cruel joke to be given a name that so aptly reflects his heart. Nothing seems exciting to him and he often roams across borders looking for something, anything, to catch his eye and spirit him away somewhere more exciting...
Name: Ezra Aliases: Chip, Rascal Rank: Kittypet/Loner Adult Mentor: N/A Mate: None Sexuality: Straight but questioning Alignment: Neutral Good Birthday: April 2018 (created 04/25/2020) Bloodline: Loner
Blocky sate gray patches envelope this tom's otherwise short cotton-colored pelt in an even 50/50 blend. His most defining patches are a saddle of gray sprawling across his entire back, a cap that includes both ears, and a dab on his chin. Ezra's face, however, is snowy white accented by a cute pink nose and expressive jessamine eyes. He is long-legged with a fit and trim body, slender but not gangly, and tends to win hearts easily... although not just because he's good looking. Erza is an exceedingly friendly tom who gives affection to literally anyone, from foreign cats all the way up to monsters. He has an adventurous nature, no fear of the unknown and greets the world with his heart on his sleeve. Ezra has been on the go his entire life with his nomadic twoleg, Tree, and several other rescued cats. This lifestyle helped foster a sense of fearlessness within him seeing as, if he couldn't get out of a mess on his own, someone else would always be there bail him out. Lessons and warnings never seem to work on this rascal but it's impossible to stay angry with him for long. He is a real a puppy-dog and when he puts on the charm, all cuddles and sweet licks, 'Oh I love you so much, you are so good to me, I don't know what I would do without you,' you just can't stay angry at him. In those rare moments when he gets a particularly nasty lecture he can be a real brat about it, but his grudge usually doesn't last past dinner time. By then he'll want nothing more than to curl up next to the very person he bickered with groom them to sleep.
Notable Family: Eleanor (sister), Eli (brother)
Fun Facts:
The tuxedo cat next to him in his full image is his brother, Eli
He is always open to flings but usually doesn't stick around long enough to see the kits born
He sometimes disappears for days at a time but always comes home before his family uproots itself
He has a sweet, quiet meow that sounds almost like a chirp
He's a heavy sleeper
He is a decent hunter but doesn't really know how to fight
She's a perfect storm of roses and thorns. A rose seeking to live as a wildflower. Her disarming quiet curl of her lips and suave rhythmic voice is like casting a silent love spell. Kinkedrose is a scottish fold with mistletoe green eyes and silver shadow tabby patterns. She has folded ears and a feathery red tail resembling a fox. She’s uncharted territory like the sea and yet no one fears drowning when exploring her. She has a pretty please honey sweet way of talking that's as hypnotizing to listen to as a siren. This she-cat is the kind of girl the moon chased and stars wished for. When she’s with another cat she hangs on their every word and looks at them like they’re the only person in the world. There’s such a cosmic feeling that there’s no one else in this universe, but Rose and you. Her dusty grey fur shimmers along the dark florescent patterns that dance across her pelt like a shadowy garden of swirls and chaotic lines. These stripes give off such an intense pattern that larger predators often confuse these patterns for eyes of a bigger animal and will flee at the sight of her. Originally from DayClan, Kinkedrose moved to FallClan after falling in love with Thrushstar. She lived with him and then without him for many moons until she finally came to terms with the fact that he was never coming back. Heartbroken and defeated, this silvery she-cat decided to return to the only place she has ever really called home... only to find it has changed greatly in her absence. She doesn't really know what she wants anymore. While her charm has not faded one bit, it is marred with a silent sorrow.
Notable Family: Wispyfeather (mother), Snowprince (father), Atticus (Renegade Regime brother), Gardenia (Renegade Regime half-sister through Snowprince), Timesquandor (SunClan half-uncle), Lastaffair (SunClan half-aunt), Cutthroat (SummerClan half-uncle) click here for family tree.
Fun Facts:
Her biography was mostly written by Faith - who did a fantastic job!
She was born in SunClan, spent her kithood in the Renegade Regime, trained in DayClan, then immigrated to FallClan for several moons before moving back to DayClan.
She hates small and confined spaces (which is probably why she didn't stay in RR for very long)
She's a rather skilled hunter; she got a lot of practice in FallClan
She is a notorious flirt but does not realize it
In her youth, she would wear pink carnations tucked into each ear; nowadays she only does this for special occasions
This lovely lady had three different roleplayers before me.
This cimarron she-cat is easy to miss. She avoids large groups of cats and when that's not possible she sits at the fringes, shoulders slouched, fluffy tail wrapped tightly around her paws. Diamonddust was born and raised in a kitten mill and lives her life behind a veil of trauma because of it. She lost her sight due to neglect and, to make matters worse, the nature of her blindness left her eyes an eerie diamond white. She can tell that her gaze unnerves others and actively makes an effort to obscure it today; however, she hadn't realized this when she was still in the kitten mill. Twoleg after twoleg passed by her cage and disregarded her due to her unsightly handicap. Eventually she was purchased at a low price by a professional breeder, but DayClan apprentices saved her before she was shipped away. She was very happy to be rescued but soon realized perhaps she really was better off being crated up. At least she had a purpose with the twolegs. In the Clans, she is nothing but a burden, unable to hunt, fight, and often paralyzed with fear over triggers like bells and loud noises. Guilt consumed her until one day she realized she must leave DayClan. She holds fond memories for the Clan that saved her life but knew their easy-going nature was like a crutch; she needed more structure. She eventually found her way to MoonClan. Diamonddust may not be able to make herself useful in the traditional sense but through the Moon Goddess's guidance she believes she can find her calling, conquer her fears and heal her broken spirit to become the strong and proud cat she has always wanted to be.
Notable Family: Unknown
Fun Facts:
Her biography was partially written by Faith - who did a fantastic job!
She is a pureblood somali cat
She opens up pretty quickly to cats one-on-one but falls silent in large groups
She is terrified of elementals
She often wears a lacy veil over her eyes
She chose the name "Diamonddust" to represent her current hard crushed exterior and future goal to someday be just as valuable as she was before she was broken
She's a lot tougher than most cats - including herself - realize
A gray-and-white tom with one blue eye and one green eye. His pelt is mostly snowy with just a few scattered gray tabby patches on the left side of his face, back and tail. He isn't a particularly large tom but is rather imposing nonetheless; he always has a no-nonsense expression on his face and perfect posture. Reserved by nature, he would never tell you this but he believes himself to be cursed, whereas others might say he is gifted. Since the day he was born, Constantine has seen the world differently than most. Not quite in color but not exactly in black and white either. To him colors are diluted except in one aspect: the most vibrant colors he sees are the auras he can observe emanating from those around him. With this ‘gift’ came the burden of being able to tell whether a cat was good or evil or somewhere in between. This troubles him because he feels it is not his place to judge others. Having no desire to burden others, he keeps this part of himself a secret even from those he loves, which are few, and even then he will scarcely ever admit that he loves anyone. The self he chooses to share with the world is: calm, kind and patient in almost everything he does even when he comes across as cold or withdrawn.
Notable Family: None
Fun Facts:
His biography was mostly written by Stark Raving Mad - who did a fantastic job!
He has a real soft spot for kits since they rarely have negative auras... but he doesn't quite know how to interact with them properly
Ryoma is an off-white tom with dusky lynx points and brilliant sky blue eyes. There's no denying that he is good-looking but he errs of the side of feminine and that point infuriates him. Much to his dismay, though, she-cats often fawn over him not for his toughness, but for his velvet-soft fur and delicate features. This makes him angry and, unfortunately, the angrier he gets, the cuter he gets. Which, of course, just makes him angrier. It's sometimes easy to forget that beneath his soft pelt he is packing some serious muscle. As the first disciple of Takeshi, Ryoma is very talented when it comes to combat. He is robustly built and extraordinarily strong: He can speed off like a bullet and hit as hard as a monster. Even when he was just an apprentice, his name is already beginning to spread among to other clans for being a prodigy. He holds an unmistakable air of confidence about him and is quick to put others down in order to boost his own status. He is hot-headed and picks fights with other cats in MoonClan on nearly a daily basis. Ryoma believes that only the strongest should have the right to lead and tries to prove it by flaunting his prowess. He has a deep respect for Takeshi, but his ultimate goal is to one day defeat him in a fair duel. He often challenges him to matches, but hasn't quite figured out why he has been unable to defeat him.
Notable Family: Lola Belle (mother),Honeysplash (father, although he does not know this) & many siblings
Fun Facts:
I have been typcasted
He's not a very good hunter
He is one the smaller side of average
He believes he is half MoonClan because his mother was confused, oops
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