[hider=corrosive - Mallownose] [center] [img]http://img10.deviantart.net/94b5/i/2011/164/2/c/white_and_black_cat_by_honeycorn-d3itf7q.jpg[/img] [B][U]Details[/U][/B] [B]Name:[/B] Mallownose. [B]Gender: [/B] Male. [B]Age:[/B] 23 moons. [B]Rank Wanted:[/B] Medicine Cat. [B]Rank Received:[/B] Medicine Cat. [B][U]Appearance[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] A handsome white and black tom with large ears and bright eyes, soft, thick fur that tufts at the tips of his ears and gives his long tail a feathered appearance. Broad shoulders that move under his pelt noticeably and a thin scar along one foreleg. A salmon pink nose and long white whiskers that constantly seem to quiver. Soft pink paw pads and an elegant grace to his gait. [B]Pelt Colour:[/B] White with black blotches, black ears, black paws and a black tail. [B]Body Type:[/B] Long legged and lean. [B]Eye Colour:[/B] Jade green. [B][U]Personality[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] Incredibly clever and very bright, he's known as a friendly cat though he has a low tolerance for whiny kits and hypochondriac apprentices. He often makes good humor of situations that are otherwise dire and he tries to play things off as being "not so bad". He gets a nervous tension around irritated warriors but otherwise he's very kind and cares a lot about his clan no matter what. [B]Likes:[/B] The smell of catmint, the sunning rocks, teasing his patients, walks by the river, talking, playing with mossballs to keep fussy kits at bay. [B]Dislikes:[/B] Whiny apprentices, scared queens, picking ticks off of elders, mousebile, cloudy nights. [B]Wants:[/B] To be the best medicine cat he can be. [B]Fears:[/B] Patients dying, getting ill himself, battles within the camp, the Dark Forest. [B]Strengths:[/B] Incredibly clever, good knowledge of herbs and their uses, basic fighting knowledge, compassionate, loves his position, very quick. [B]Weaknesses:[/B] Quick tempered, cowardly, nervous, often confused. [B][U]History[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] Mallowkit was born in a litter of three, he had two sisters by the names of Frostkit and Petalkit, though the two kits were taken by greencough and Mallowkit was left in the wake. His mother never got over the loss and his father spent a lot of time with her to try to struggle past the pain of seeing her dead kits. This left Mallowkit somewhat neglected and he had no one to talk to about his strange dreams. He grew past it very quickly but he found himself in the medicine den a lot and he often spoke with her about what he was dreaming about. She understood this to be the sign that he was meant to be her apprentice and soon he was. Mallowpaw was an excitable apprentice but he kept to himself in most aspects, once he received his name from Starclan, he was full of life and brilliance. The current medicine cat took ill some time after and soon died, he's now their main medicine cat and he's pretty happy in his position though he misses his mentor. [B]Crush:[/B] N/A ( subject to change depending ). [S][B]Mate:[/B][/S] N/A. [S][B]Kits:[/B][/S] N/A. [B]Kins:[/B] Frostkit ( DEC ), Petalkit ( DEC ), Meadowheart ( Mother ), Puddlefoot ( Father ). [B]Other:[/B] N/A. [/center] [/hider] [hider=corrosive - Stormstrike] [center] [img]http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h70/Larka2011/Possible%20new%20characters/FluffyGreyCat.jpg[/img] [B][U]Details[/U][/B] [B]Name:[/B] Stormstrike. [B]Gender: [/B] Male. [B]Age:[/B] Thirty moons. [B]Rank Wanted:[/B] Warrior. [B]Rank Received:[/B] Warrior. [B][U]Appearance[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] A massive dark gray tom with thick, weathered fur and muscular shoulders, medium length white whiskers and very neat darker paws. Long, kinked tail with tints of darker gray that varies on black. Smaller ears with darker gray tips, one long tear down the left ear and a jagged scar along his muzzle. Hard black paw pads made for climbing and long, hooked claws. [B]Pelt Colour:[/B] Very dark gray with darker gray points and tints. [B]Body Type:[/B] Muscular and large but very stocky. [B]Eye Colour:[/B] Yellow. [B][U]Personality[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] Stormstrike can be known as hard-hearted, a sharp tom with an apparent temper that often seems to flare when he's challenged. Cold in battle with little regard for the code, he's somewhat of a challenge to face off with and will often cause issues when he's not in control. A natural born general and often ready for a fight, he's no friend of just about any cat with a brain. [B]Likes:[/B] Battle training, clever banter, a good meal, gatherings. [B]Dislikes:[/B] Soft-hearted cats, destruction to his clan, soft positions, most kits. [B]Wants:[/B] To be leader some day. [B]Fears:[/B] Losing control, losing a fight, brambles getting caught in his fur. [B]Strengths:[/B] Fighting, arguing, taking control of bad situations. [B]Weaknesses:[/B] Bad tempered, too brute. [B][U]History[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] Born in Thunderclan with four other siblings, Stormkit was the smallest in his litter and he was often teased for it by his larger siblings. This was something a brighter kit could have looked past but Stormkit was not very bright and he grew angrier and angrier by the day. Stormpaw was a brute, often fighting with his siblings and causing trouble for his mentor. He showed a lot of potential for fighting and defending his clan and most cats put up with him. During their final assessment, his brother Talonpaw mysteriously turned up dead in what he tearfully claimed was a rogue attack. Since there was no proof he had anything to do with it, the incident was disregarded though most watched him with pity. He seemed unaffected by the incident after he was named a warrior and ever since he's given most cats kind of an edgy feeling but he seems loyal enough. [B]Crush:[/B] N/A. [B]Mate:[/B] N/A. [B]Kits:[/B] N/A. [B]Kins:[/B] Kestrelfeather ( Sister ), Mossfur ( Brother ), Spottedtail ( Brother ), Echotail ( Mother - Elder ), Cinderear ( Father - DEC ), Talonpaw ( Brother - DEC ). [B]Other:[/B] Think of him as a toned down Tigerclaw for better or for worse. [/center] [/hider] [hider=corrosive - Mossfur] [center] [img]http://www.buzzle.com/images/cats/tabby-cats/black-white.jpg[/img] [B][U]Details[/U][/B] [B]Name:[/B] Mossfur. [B]Gender: [/B] Male. [B]Age:[/B] 30 Moons. [B]Rank Wanted:[/B] Warrior. [B]Rank Received:[/B] Warrior. [B][U]Appearance[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] A large beautiful tom with long legs and a wiry build, soft thin fur that covers him in pale gray and white. He's built pretty delicately with legs that are made for bounding and leaping, neat paws and long white whiskers. Pointed ears that stand erect over a blocky muzzle and head. Very long striped tail. Pale pink nose, rough pink pawpads. [B]Pelt Colour:[/B] White and pale gray tabby coat, dappled with pale speckles. [B]Body Type:[/B] Tall and slender with wiry muscle. [B]Eye Colour:[/B] Pale gold. [B][U]Personality[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] Exuberant and often full of life, he's ready to barrel into anything at a moments notice and he cares heavily for the cats around him. Excitable and constantly interested in the small things in life, he has a love for his life and makes sure that every cat knows it. He finds solace in watching the days go by and thinks himself one to embrace every surprise that comes to him, no matter the severity of it. [B]Likes:[/B] Sunsets, long grass, mice, flowers, kits, leading patrols. [B]Dislikes:[/B] Night time, the cold, water, rain, loud noises. [B]Wants:[/B] To see justice served to Stormstrike. [B]Fears:[/B] The dark, long snows, sickness, death. [B]Strengths:[/B] Quickness, astute hunting, sharp-wit, kindness. [B]Weaknesses:[/B] Bad fighting, fumbling paws, easily frightened. [B][U]History[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] Born to Thunderclan with his four siblings, he was always very close with Talonkit and they had a good friendship throughout their lives. The two brothers remained very close friends throughout their apprenticeship and seemed to share everything. They often discussed their problems and the things that they liked, very close to one another but not as much to their other siblings. Kestrelpaw and Spottedpaw kept a mockery of that friendship with one another. They were all often very teasing to their more stocky brother and they had little regard for Stormpaw's feelings. When the final assessment came around, Mosspaw followed Talonpaw off of the border to where Stormpaw was stalking mice in one of the garlic fields near the Twoleg nests. He had only followed out of curiosity and he had crouched just outside beneath a holly bush as Talonpaw confronted Stormpaw about leaving the border. He watched them argue sharply with one another for a long few moments before Stormpaw yelled something and plunged into Talonpaw. He was terrified to watch them fight like warriors amongst the long stocks of garlic plant and he crouched even lower in the bush, flinching when Stormpaw shrieked in pain and blood spattered from his ear. He felt his heart pounding with each moment that the two battled and froze in horror when he saw Stormpaw fling Talonpaw's lifeless body from him. He couldn't believe his eyes when Stormpaw stood staring at the bloody corpse and he barely suppressed a gasp when Stormpaw started smiling. Once Stormpaw took off towards camp, Mosspaw took off as well, fear silencing him as his brother told a very untrue story about being attacked off the border. He's held the story with him ever since he was given his warrior name. [B]Crush:[/B] Silverstorm. [B]Mate:[/B] N/A. [B]Kits:[/B] N/A. [B]Kins:[/B] N/A. [B]Other:[/B] He's contemplating coming forth with this really late info about his murderous brother. [/center] I had the urge to give him some life and make him a main, so have Mossfur as a main character. [/hider] [hider=corrosive - Sketch] [center] [img]http://www.oriental-cat-breeder.co.uk/archives/images/oriental-cat-show-photos-2012/cheshire-oriental-pictures/Cat%20Global%20Balu.jpg[/img] [B][U]Details[/U][/B] [B]Current Name:[/B] Sketch. [B]Apprentice Name:[/B] Flightpaw. [B]Gender: [/B] Male. [B]Age:[/B] 8 Moons. [B]Rank Wanted:[/B] Warrior Apprentice. [B]Rank Received:[/B] Loner. [B][U]Appearance[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] A narrow-faced, long legged, skinny pale tabby tom with a very long scrawny paddle-like tail covered in thick tabby rings and large, off putting, webbed paws. Not very muscular and incredibly small in build, the tom is all bone and covered in pale stripes. His whiskers span out longer than average and his ears are very big and bat-like. His paw pads are rough and covered in scratches from scrabbling up stone and his steps are often over judged and long, he moves very quickly because of this. [B]Pelt Colour:[/B] Pale brown tabby. [B]Body Type:[/B] Scrawny and tall. [B]Eye Colour:[/B] Vibrant blue. [B][U]Personality[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] A nervous young tom with a constant sense of misgiving, he's often judging his movements before he makes them. Very wired and full of fear, he has a penchant for making mistakes and becoming heavily discouraged when he does. He is often sharp-edged when approached wrong and becomes prickly with fear but it dies quickly into nervous humor and he tries to cover any of his temper tantrums in bad jokes. He can be a handful at times and has a penchant for trying to avoid simple tasks. [B]Likes:[/B] Hunting, the sound of water, sunsets through the trees, making jokes. [B]Dislikes:[/B] Fighting, being scolded, particularly shadowy areas, thorns. [B]Wants:[/B] To be a warrior like his parents once were. [B]Fears:[/B] That he won't add up to the Warrior code. [B]Strengths:[/B] Finding things that are missing, hunting, climbing and leaping. [B]Weaknesses:[/B] Swimming though he loves to try, fighting, hunting in undergrowth. [B][U]History[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] Sketch was born very far away near a large set of stone that overlooked a gorge and giant cliff faces with his mother Mothsong and his father Stonefall, the two cats were some of the remaining of a clan once known as Skyclan. A clan that Firestar had fixed himself and a clan that had tumbled under it's last leader, a young she-cat named Whitestar. She had struggled to fight off the remaining rats until her last breath and they had been left to disperse without a leader and with the deputy so ready to leave. His mother had stated in the cliffs with his father and he had been born with his two siblings Scratch and Bark. Raised on stories of the greatness of the clans, the young cats grew with adventure in their hearts but nothing compared to Sketch. Seeking out Thunderclan, he left his parents with a gentle exchange and he was encouraged to find his way and after much traveling, he did find his way. The forest rose before him with inviting aromas and he immediately felt at home, he's been nesting near the territory in a hollow made by twolegs in the ground for now. [B]Crush:[/B] N/A. [B]Mate:[/B] N/A. [B]Kits:[/B] N/A. [B]Kins:[/B] Mothsong ( Mother ), Stonefall ( Father ), Scratch ( Brother ), Bark ( Sister ). [B]Other:[/B] He'll be popping up sometime later. [/center] [/hider] [hider=corrosive - Puddlefoot] [center] [img]http://hdwallpaperspretty.com/wp-content/gallery/cat-images-black-and-white/Black-white-cat-cats-1889901-800-600.jpg[/img] [B][U]Details[/U][/B] [B]Name:[/B] Puddlefoot. [B]Gender: [/B] Male. [B]Age:[/B] 54 Moons. [B]Rank Wanted:[/B] Warrior. [B]Rank Received:[/B] Warrior. [B][U]Appearance[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] A handsome black and white tom who is lean with muscle and somewhat compact in size with glossy, neat fur that clings to his figure. Small paws and a long feathered tail, long white whiskers. Soft paw pads that are marked with black spots and sharp, hooked claws. Thick fluff along his chest and neck that is a stark white in shade, large amber eyes. [B]Pelt Colour:[/B] Black and white. [B]Body Type:[/B] Compact and lean with muscle. [B]Eye Colour:[/B] Amber. [B][U]Personality[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] A brave tom with a heart of gold, Puddlefoot was always known for his kindness and his penchant for helping those who were less fortunate than him. He was always the type of tom who was willing to throw himself in front of any cat who needed him. Though somewhat grumpy at times, he has a snapping temper and a quick wit that his son seems to have inherited from him. He serves his clan to the best of his ability and tries to make himself known, though most only seem to take note of his very quick footed run and his penchant for holding a horrible grudge. [B]Likes:[/B] Meadowheart, hunting, tracking, fighting, training apprentices, clear days, mice. [B]Dislikes:[/B] Being seen as a lazy individual, rainy days, squawking kits, hunting birds, muddy earth, the smell of herbs. [B]Wants:[/B] To be seen as a warrior of notable capabilities. [B]Fears:[/B] Losing Meadowheart, Thunderclan losing battles, the clan not being fed through Leaf Bare, bad memories. [B]Strengths:[/B] Hunting, fighting, very quick, bravery, ambition, ability to move on from bad things. [B]Weaknesses:[/B] Recklessness, fear of the future, tendency to hold grudges, contemptuous. [B][U]History[/U][/B] [B]Description:[/B] A half-clan cat by blood, his father was a Windclan cat who had been exiled after his illicit affair with the Thunderclan she-cat had been discovered. Though this was a very harsh punishment, Rockstep had been in trouble within the clan for outside mates before and he left the forest for good and was promptly never seen again. Though it was rumored that Shadowclan had later found his body near their border, it was never confirmed. This tore Orchidfall apart when she realized that she was carrying his kits and that he would never be there to father them. The kits were born on a stormy afternoon in Leaf Fall and they were healthy bundles of black and white fur. Orchidfall loved them more than anything, she however still worried that they would need a father who they could look up to and she sought out a tom named Crowfur. It was an arrangement more than anything, the two had been friends for moons and Crowfur promised to act as their father for however long he was alive. The kits grew up healthy and thriving, they often spent their days listening to stories with the elders. Puddlekit showed a keenness at a young age and could often be found snuffling around places where he wasn't supposed to be, that included invading the leader's den and poking at herbs in the medicine den. He was always caught and he got somewhat used to being scolded as he grew older. A tough apprentice with a drive for adventure, he would rush into things without the approval of his mentor and he would cause trouble wherever he could hook his paws into. That included trying to cross into other clan territories with his brother Blackpaw, that was what ultimately got Blackpaw killed in what could only be known as a horrible accident while trying to cross the Thunderpath. It haunted him for moons and Swiftpaw never quite seemed to forgive him. When they were given their warrior names, he had long since decided that he needed to be the best warrior that he could to his clan. Ultimately this lead him to pursuing the pretty she-cat known as Meadowheart and they fell in love very quickly. Though her first litter was born of dead kits, their second litter was reasonably healthy. He could see potential in his two daughters and son and he loved them with the same warmth and encouragement that Crowfur had given him. When Greencough took his young daughters, he was stricken with grief but it was nothing compared to his mate. It made it hard to remember the son that had survived as he tried to console her misery. When Mallowpaw was named the Medicine Cat apprentice, he couldn't help his disappointment and anger. He had expressed it severely to the leader and had been silenced by the fact that it was Starclan's will to accept the young tom for the life of herb picking. He never quite got over his anger. [B]Crush:[/B] Meadowheart. [B]Mate:[/B] Meadowheart. [B]Kits:[/B] Mallownose ( Son ), Frostkit ( Daughter - DEC ), Petalkit ( Daughter - DEC ). [B]Kins:[/B] Rockstep ( Father - DEC ), Orchidfall ( Mother - DEC ), Crowfur ( Foster Father - DEC ), Blackpaw ( Brother - DEC ), Swiftspots ( Brother - DEC ). [B]Other:[/B] He's disappointed in Mallownose, he always wanted his kits to be warriors. He is planning on having more kits with Meadowheart in the future. [/center] [/hider]