Yoko's Cat-o-log

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Name: Fawnstep
Age: 30 moons
Gender:She-Cat
Clan: SkyClan?
Apprentice: Hoping for one
Rank: Warrior
Mate/Crush: Very open. ^.^
Kin: Distant relative of Foxfur's and therefore, all of his kin. Immediate family is playable for anyone interested.
Description: Fawnstep is a slender, syrup brown, she-cat. Her muscles are lithe, yet very noticeable, especially in her legs. She moves with such ease and the steps of her minute paws are filled with such a gentle silence that it became a fitting warrior-name for her.

Other than her lovely gait, Fawnstep's most prized attrbute is her long, thick, sleek fur. She grooms it contantly and hardly a hair is ever found out of place. The smooth brown ends in a black tip like the tail of a fox, and indeed, her tail takes a similar brushlike shape. Her forehead also bears soft black tabby markings.

Her eyes are a pale and soft green. They glimmer on very bright days. Her ears are sharply pointed and have soft tufts of white fur growing in them. Her muzzle is short and in the shape of a smooth curve, not angular or jaunty in the least. She has long, mouselike whiskers and a soft pink nose.

Personality Fawnstep is a bit of a diva. She thinks she is the best thing that ever happened to SkyClan. A purebred SkyClan cat with an adorable figure and an attitude that could catch any tom's eye, in her opinion at least. She likes keeping her pelt clean, and prides herself on beauty and grace. She hates doing menial work, even when the Clan is short on apprentices. But that doesn't mean she isn't tough.

She knew from kithood that she was a natural born leader. Not for that icky leader position, no. The name Fawnstar never sat well with her so she settles for being one of the lead warriors. She heads most patrols that she goes on. Her skills in hunting are fantastic. She's not the best fighter(*cough*hardly any skills in it at all*cough*), but that's not a trait that tom's find attractive is it? She has an attitude that would make one think that she was a good fighter though, headstrong from nose to tail. No cat can order her around! The way she sees it, she follows leader's and deputy's commands out of desire to remain in SkyClan.

She's actually a pretty hard worker, when she isn't flirting with the toms or gossiping with her best friends.(*cough*followers*cough*)

Deep down she loves her Clan, and the Warrior Code and how safe both of those things make her feel. She would be totally lost without them. She's lost faith in StarClan, but so long as her Clan and the Warrior Code are in tact, what does it matter what those old dead cat's think?

History: Fawnkit was born in a litter of two, to two very dedicated warriors who had just left the forest moons before. Though their parents were distraught and had broken hearts, the kits were raised in a reasonably loving enviornment.

Fawnpaw was a highstrung apprentice. It took her mentor a long while to break her of her arrogance. She was, even then, a terrible fighter as well as a huge flirt. That was a very bad combination in an apprentice, but overall, it was her hunting skills that made it impossible to keep her from warriorhood. Once she had learned the minimum she could about battle, she was all set.

Fawnstep has never had an apprentice. It is suspected that the leader is afraid to give her one in case she works the poor cat to death. She's improved a bit in fighting, but has never fought in an actual battle (thank StarClan!). And she's still on that search for that certain tom. Not that she'd ever settle for being a permanent queen. Ick, she'd have to be all messy and bloated all the time!

Roleplay example: XP

Other: Anyone want to play the sister or a friend(*cough*follower*cough*)

Name: Halfpaw

Age: 11 moons

Gender: she-cat

Clan: SkyClan or WindClan

Rank: apprentice

Mate/Crush: Open

Kin: Former Medicine Cat Leafbreeze (Aunt), Shadeheart (mother); Stripefoot (Father); Siblings???

Description: Halfpaw is a small built tortoiseshell cat. Her fur is a mixture of cream tan, midnight black, and snow white. Particularly, her she is named for her face. The soft cream combined with the harsh black, despite not being perfectly even, was hard to judge which color was more prevalent. Her mother wanted to name her Lightkit or Shadowkit, but in the end bequeathed the name Halfkit, because she reminded her mother of the half-moon, both light and dark. Over time, her muzzle turned white, but the cream and black still dominate her face. Her eyes are yellow-green.

Her paws right paws are dainty and white with the exception of a black two on her hind right paw. Her left paws are creamy tan. Her tail is black and tipped tan.

Personality: Split Personality!

Lightpaw~Step into the Light

A gentle and tender-hearted she-cat, Lightpaw loves the bright and cheerful aspects of light. She likes running and playing, catching falling leaves, chasing butterflies, and attending ceremonies. She has a deep loyalty to her Clan. The Warrior Code is the most beautiful idea in the world to her. In her naivity, it confuses her as to why any cat would ever break it.

Although she would love to be an excellent apprentice for her mentor, she is utterly unable to focus on training. Her bright nature doesn't exactly add to a low fresh-kill pile. She isn't a bad fighter, but she lacks desire to harm another cat or creature in any way.

However, she is never angry. Any anger she might feel flows into Shadowpaw, or is converted too terrible emotional hurt and sadness. She tends to be an easy cryer, but any cat can tell when she's really been hurt by something.

She's excellent at making friends. But Shadowpaw makes it hard to keep them...

Shadowpaw~ Welcome to the Haven of Darkness~

Shadowpaw is the exact, extreme, opposite of Lightpaw. She despises not only bright and cheery things like: Ceremonies, butterflies, catching falling leaves, games, jokes, and friendship. She also despises light. She despises the sunlight and hot weather, especially in leaf-green though she does come in the daytime when it's absolutely necessary. She prefers the colder weather and the dim lighting of twilight and leaf-fall.

Shadowpaw doesn't give a flying Fox-dung about apprentice duties or serving the Clan. She does what is needed for Halfpaw to become a warrior because it is what her lighter half wants. She has almost no capacity for loyalty, except when Lightpaw might be harmed if she breaks a promise. The Warrior Code and StarClan mean nothing to her.

She is always angry, but it shows through an insanely toothy smile and a burning fire in her eyes. She can't be hurt emotionally. This was the very reason that she was born in Halfpaw's mind. Her coldness, her cruelty, her lust for vengeance on the life she has been given are all things that Halfpaw felt before her mind was split in two. Shadowpaw is the expression of those feelings.

Appearance: In their mind, Shadowpaw's face is black where Halfpaw and Lightpaw's face is cream, and cream where Lightpaw and Halfpaw's face is black.

~Halfpaw as a whole~

Though the two personalities share a single body, they conversate often with each other (mostly in their split mind). The personalities are contradictory, yet coexisting. They don't hate each other and in fact they have a deep bond and a desire to protect each other, like sisters. Usually, Shadowpaw doing the protecting though.

History: Halfkit was born with a whole mind to two very sane warriors. They instilled loyalty, trust, and the Warrior Code into the kit's mind. For a time, Halfkit was completely good. She wasn't an easy cryer though, she was tough at the same time. She got angry at times but had a strong grip on that anger. She lived her life as a normal happy kit should...for about three moons.

The World soon shattered around her. Deaths in her family were happening left and right. Her mother's sister, the Medicine Cat at that time, abandoned the Clan. She walked through the camp entrance screaming that the family was cursed and her sister (Halfkit's mother) deserved to die. Though terrified by the event, Halfkit got over it with ease. Then, days later, the sister's body turned up on the territory's edge. Halfkit's father had been near there that day and was accused. Rather than fleeing from the Clan as they tried to drive him off, Halfkit's father stayed and fought. One warrior went too far and Halfkit's father was mortally wounded. It was then that her mother confessed to killing the sister and she exclaimed that her sister had known a terrible secret about Halfkit's family, not just this generation but several generations back. A mystery passed on generation after generation, an ancient family tradition that, being a medicine cat, Halfkit's Aunt could not bear to perform. Rather than explain further, Halfkit's mother dashed out of the camp and threw herself off of the Gorge.

It was a sheer miracle that Halfkit was not banished. The Clan so feared that the little one was cursed as well...But she was made an apprentice eventually. The other apprentices, who had grown up with Halfkit and knew her terrible sadness and pain, gathered around her and became her closest and only friends.

In the meantime, Halfpaw had long since been in shock. By the time she was made into an apprentice, her mind was completely fragmented. She was sent to the Medicine Cat's den for a moon as an apprentice, and most believed that she would never recover the trauma to her mind. However, in that short span, the fragments reorganized themselves. Her mind was split in two to manage the strain of her extremely sensitive emotions. Only her true friends know how deep the split is. Only they know Lightpaw and Shadowpaw as separate individuals. Halfpaw no longer exists, but is a name that both can be summoned by.

Roleplay example: (Hunting)

Halfpaw crouched, her petite form bending effortlessly into hunting postion.

Other: I smell new plot, though it was not intentional!

Name: Sunclaw; Suntail; Sunstripe; Sunheart; Brighteye; Brightheart; Lightstreak; Lightstream
Age: 25 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: SkyClan
Apprentice: Open
Rank: Warrior
Mate/Crush: Really Open
Kin: ?
Description: Her slender and very feminine figure is quite noticeable do to her short but radiant fur. She is a bit on the small side, as though she were barely out of appenticehood. Her muscles are very flexible and she takes great pride in how far she can stretch, how tight she can curl herself, how she can bend her head behind her own hindleg (a little painful, but she can do it).

The white beneath her light brown stripes gives her fur a yellow glow, especially around her face. The base of her tail is the darkest part of her pelt. Her forehead has the darkest tabby markings on her face. Her face itself, though angled, is quite gentle in appearance. The white of her muzzle tanscends smoothly into the yellow-tan of tabby markings. Her eyes are round and pale yellow with a greenish tint.

Personality: Lightstream is happy go-lucky must of the time. Her bright and cheerful expressions can be a little annoying at times *especially to Fawnstep*. She's a bit of an odd cat. Sometimes she is very much like Fawnstep, scoffing at juvenile antics, and dirt. Most of the time she is the one causing the juvenile antics, playing in dirt, wrestling, and laughing at rude jokes with toms. She changes because Fawnstep has been her friend since kithood, and Lightstream knows that she is disapproving of her tomish behavior.

Lightstream is really openminded. She likes the Warrior Code and all, but why are there so many rules? She hates StarClan with a passion. Her parents told her that most of their kin had died on the journey to the new territory, and she harbors a deep hatred for the cats of the forest and StarClan.

History: Lightkit was born to a beautiful queen, but the father was anonymous. She was the only kit in the litter, which wasn't odd because there was a bit of a famine at the time. It was odd that she befriended a nearly five moon kit, Fawnkit, but it was more Fawnkit's doing than her own. She was practically brainwashed into being best friends with her.

When Lightpaw became an apprentice, Fawnpaw was already there. Her friend immediately showed her the hardwork that there was to be done. Oddly enough, when the tough chores came around Fawnpaw would become ill, injured, or just disappear. Lightpaw, being the optimistic kitten she is, believed just about any excuse given and continued her work.

She had expected to be named for her flexibility. Something cool like Lightsnake, Lightlimb (from a tree), or Lightworm. But after a while, she convinced herself that Lightstream suited her. Aside from her flexibity, she was pretty fast. Besides, Fawnstep had told her her name was pretty, and that toms would like it. Fawnstep sure talked about toms a lot*.

She's never had an apprentice either. She's rather hopeful about recieving one. She would teach him all the important things, like how to clean your paws after digging up bugs. Or how bite your tail and spin in circles.

Roleplay example: ?......??...... (It's just too brilliant for you to understand. )

Other: She's a Tomboy. Or Tomkat or somethin' like that.

Name: Blazewing; Tigerstrike

Age: 48 moons

Gender: Tom

Clan: WindClan

Apprentice:None

Rank: Warrior

Mate/Crush: Has a crush on Skytail *blush*, unsure if its
mutual, so he might be swayed.

Kin: Hawkflight (Brother)

Description: Tigerstripe is a cat of very masculine build. His legs are long and muscular. This is a cat that could run all day, from sunrise to sunset! He's quite fast. He doesn't have that thin signature WindClan build, but he's not as thickly muscled as a ThunderClan cat either.

His fur is short but it's color maintains a rich quality. The golden brown is offset nicely by sharp black bands. Even the skin beneath it is striped (not sure why cats would know that, but it is). His eyes are a pale cyan, and appear to look through objects rather than at them.

Personality: Tigerstripe is a tom with a good work ethic. He believes that nothing is more important than contributing to the Clan. He volunteers to go on all the patrols he can, and whenever the dens or nursery need repairing, he's always up for it. For the most part he enjoys it.

There is no questioning Tigerstripe's loyalty. He's loyal to a fault. He gives the Clan his full heart, and he could never imagine betraying it. He's firmly decided that he won't mate outside of his Clan. Nor will he disobey his leader's or deputy's orders.

He tends to have a bit of a temper. He dislikes seeing cats lying around when there is work to be done. He can't stand cats who would question the leader's orders or decisions. He may seem bossy at times, but he has good intentions at heart.

The most driving force of Tigerstripe's spirit is his sense of honor. Not only his Clan's honor, but mostly his own. He also has a tendency to respect cats who are defending their own honor.

He's had a few crushes in his life, but he's never really followed up on them. He and Skykit were in the nursery at the same time, but he didn't take notice of her until apprenticehood. Her determination to earn the respect of her clanmates fascinated him. He didn't have many oppurtunities to spar with her, but the first time he did he held back. He felt embarassed later, upon seeing how disappointed she looked, so he gave it his all the second time. They were never really friends, but he'd watched her from afar. Oddly compelled to look out for her, yet knowing she wouldn't want him to.

Most of his friends have suggested that he make a move or move on. Afterall, he was a senior warrior now, not an apprentice.

History: Blazekit had a tough kit-hood. He was born to kittypet mother and a WindClan father. He was avoided as if he were the plague in the nirsery. Mother's scoffed and if he hadn't few from his mother the first few moons of his life the other queens would have allowed him to starve! Shortly after he began to eat prey, his mother angrily stormed away from the Clan, claiming that they weren't worthy of having her kit! However, Blazekit's father refused to let the kittypet take his son, so Blazekit was forced to stay in this wretched place.
As much as he tried to hate the Clan cats, he could not. Their ways fascinated him far too much for him to hate the Warrior Code and StarClan. He even loved his clanmates, or at least, he loved the way they treated each other excluding himself.

Roleplay example:
Other:

*Invades thread* Tigerstripe seems really similar to Tigerheart! Like... Really similar!

And what's this about crushing on Skytail? Awww that's so cute. ^_^

You were considering new names for Tigerheart? Whose personality was confusing? I'm going to get so confused with Tigerstripe and Tigerheart, because Tigerstripe is what I nearly named Tigerheart.

Ah, that's cool. We can have some fun there. ^.^