Name:
Snailwhisper
Formerly known as: Snailkit, Snailpaw

Gender:
She-cat

Breed(s):
Domestic Shorthair mixed with other random breeds

Age:
41 moons

Clan:
Coveclan

Rank:
Warrior

Apprentice/Mentor:
N/A open!

Sexuality:
on god it does not matter, anyone ig

Relationships:
N/A, open! Ask in OOC!

Personality:
Snailwhisper is an all-around quiet and fearful cat. She's extremely skittish, jumping at any possible noise. Some often wonder how she even hunts her prey and is even a warrior. She speaks with stutters and nervousness impacts her voice. Her eyes often dart around a lot, trying to not focus solely on the cat in front of her. Most times, she doesn't look them in the eye and instead peers at the ground. Snailwhisper is not the type to ask for things on her own when she needs help, often fearful of what the other cat may say. She doesn't start too many conversations on her own (unless it is some trespasser on their land), but she does listen attentively.

When faced with a problem, she prefers to talk it out. The war with Greenwoodclan makes her anxieties levels rocket as she will be expected to fight. She often wishes that she stayed as a kit or an apprentice or even learned the herbs and medicine for a medicinecat. Despite her wary nature, Snailwhisper is grateful for her peers and clan members. She knows deep down they do care for her, and they have her back. She knows herself that she would have their back if anything happens. Her friends and clanmates are the only things that would stop her from willingly becoming a kitty pet.

Appearance:
Snailwhisper has a normal tabby coat that consists of stripes. Some darker splotches of color litter her back and tail. Her base color is a fawn with some red undertones along her lower jaw and chest. Her stripes and splotches are of a darker brown. She has a white chin and some toes on her both of her back feet. Her eyes are a very dull green, with no vibrancy at all. Sometimes, orange or yellow flecks can be seen in them. She is on the smaller side in stature and it fits in with her personality. Very few scars litter her body as she's not one to start or go into many fights. She walks quite slow compared to others but it's only due to her timidness.

History:
Snailwhisper grew up with the clan. Born and raised is an odd way to put it. Her kit years were sluggish, she never moved more than she needed to. Resulting in her getting the prefix of 'Snail'. As she grew up, she witnessed the clans change as well. She doesn't agree with Greenwood's clan leader either but it's not like she can interfere. There's no set reason for why Snailwhisper became who she is today. She was often skittish and shy in her kithood and apprenticeship. Most times on patrol, she goes to the edge of the forest to watch the smaller animals move around, most commonly the insects. Occasionally, she can spot a deer.

Other:
Once approved, I'll add my other character to this post.

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• Unknown father

• Mother: Splayriver | Deceased
  

• Sister: Dovepool | Whereabouts unkown
  

• Maislpaw | Young Apprentice
  

• 2 brothers

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I've not made a form for a rp thing in a long time so I hope this is okay since I just copied a lot of his bio from my notes lol


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You're my wanderer, little wanderer
Off across the sea

Name:
Wavekit / Wavepaw / Wavestorm

Gender:
Tom (Male)

Age:
About 3 years / 32 Moons or so, give or take a few moons.

Clan:
CoveClan

Rank:
Warrior

Sexuality:
He's not particular one way or another. Whatever happens, happens in his eyes.

Relationships:
((WIP/))

Ashbreeze - Mother / Deceased


Personality:
Wavestorm is a cat who has always felt 'out of place' to some degree in the clan. He's friendly enough but you won't find him being exceptionally social to just anyone and has a tendency to push others away before they can get close to him making it harder to make friends easily. He generally likes most cats fine however, nothing against them, but he's never been a particularly social cat even in his kithood. This is something he'd like to fix, but has given up because he's never really figured out how.

Wavestorm is the kind of cat who tends to have rather turbulent emotions and he's pretty easy to read. He doesn't have much to hide and it's pretty easy to see what he's feeling most of the time. He doesn't have much patience for things he considers stupid or irrelevant. He's also rather opinionated and will give you his honest opinion if asked, and occasionally if not too. He doesn't have much tact in this however and could probably use some. Wavestorm won't sway his opinion, or loyalty, without good reason either.

He expects the best from himself and will often throw himself into whatever task is at paw. He does not take failure on his part, and sometimes others, well and struggles a lot with his own self worth. Because of this he can be rather stubborn about things. He can also get flustered if caught off guard with things like compliments, finding it hard to say something and will almost always downplay whatever he did, saying something like "Oh, it's not a big deal" or similar.

The early morning is Wavestorm's favorite time of day. He's a morning cat and one can often find him missing from his nest only to come back as the clan is waking on days with good weather. Often times he just goes to hunt early but it's more just to get some space. He also likes to bring back little trinkets and such if he finds something he particularly likes. Sometimes he feels like his paws call him away from the clan and he has a bit of wanderlust, but he'd never leave his clan he doesn't think.

He also enjoys the open air more so than being closed in, wondering how a cat would want to live anywhere they can't easily see the sky.
Kits are a soft spot for him and he's always enjoyed them. Many of his apprentice days were helping out in the nursery and he would have no problem sitting if asked of him.


Appearance:
He's a pretty average looking cat, not particularly lean or muscular with just a well proportioned body shape. Wavestorm is rather tall however, a bit taller than the average cat. He has thick fur that's more often than not rather unkempt and spiky but almost always rather soft. His fur isn't particularly long, more of a medium between short and long.
He tends to have a slight bounce in his step when he walks, and is pretty light on his paws.

Color wise Wavestorm is a dark gray with thick tabby stripes that can often be hard to see because they're almost the same color as his coat. He has a little bit of white around his muzzle, chest, and stomach with two white socks on his back paws. His eyes are a pale green-blue color.

Wavestorm is missing half of his right ear and has a scar on the shoulder of his left side, though it's mostly hidden by fur now. The tip of his tail is also bent, something he's had since birth.


History:
small death TW

'Fun' Facts:
- Besides Ashbreeze being a slightly lighter shade of gray and having more defined tabby stripes, Wavestorm is almost an exact copy of his mother.

- He got the name Wavekit because of his eye color and the fact his mom thought the stripes and coloring resembled waves on water during a stormy day.

- Wavestorm does not believe in StarClan.

You're my wanderer, little wanderer
Won't you wander back to me?

I'm not in the room as my lost mind gently wanders;
thinking of my life, and the days spent as a child

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Name: Berrypaw
Gender: Female
Breed(s): Long-hair Tortoiseshell mix
Age: 7 moons
Clan: CoveClan
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Mentor: Dawnstream
Sexuality: Too young! (Bisexual as she ages)
Relationships:
mother - stray - unknown, likely deceased
father(open) - (greenwoodclan cat or rogue) - unknown
willing to talk about other relationships lmk

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Personality: Berrypaw, unlike most apprentices, is quiet and reserved, almost like she doesn't know how to initiate conversation with other cats her age. She'd rather watch and listen, perhaps even eavesdrop, and imagine what she would say instead. In this way she tends to overhear things that she wasn't supposed to. Her quietness could be mistaken as stand-offish, but when first impressions wear off, she's just happy to watch and learn.

Berrypaw does well with praise and will visibly perk up when she gets things right. Scolding her renders her silent, more so than usual; later the poor apprentice will hide away in disappointment with herself. As she gains more confidence in herself, maybe, she'll learn that she doesn't have to hide who she is. Maybe all she needs is a little push -- more likely a harsh shove -- to get her out of her shell.

As for her mind, well... she tries. Berrypaw is smart and intuitive, but her need to do well and have others like her causes her to get nervous. When she's nervous, all previous knowledge in her little kitten brain simply seizes to exist.

You'll find Berrypaw close to the shore during down time. She likes to stare off into the sea and daydream. Or, maybe she wonders about who her mother was and where she is now. It's rare to see her deep in the forest without her mentor Dawnstream or another cat; the GreenwoodClan haunts her dreams despite the fact that she's never met a cat from there.

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Appearance: The first thing a cat probably notices about Berrypaw is her black and orange half-face. It's striking, unlike her personality. If not that, it's her huge, staring, pale green eyes. Most of her awkward, somewhat long, somewhat short (and quite unkempt) pelt is black with orange tabby fur peaking through in random patches and stripes. Her back right foot is solid orange. This is also the leg that splays slightly outward, making her just clumsy enough to prevent her from being a warrior. Not that she'd want to be one anyway.

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History: tw; kinda sad?

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such a lovely day and i'm writing just to tell you:
i only slipped and drowned in the bathtub of the world.
Theme: in the bathtub of the world by tyler burkhart

Credits can be found here Shows that I own the character + the artist :)

Name:
Leopardstar
Formerly known as: Leopardbite, Leopardkit, Leopardpaw

Gender:
Tom

Breed(s):
Norwegian Forest cat mixed

Age:
51 moons

Clan:
Coveclan

Rank:
Leader

Apprentice/Mentor:
N/A open!

Sexuality:
uhhh bisexual ig

Relationships:
N/A, open! Ask in OOC!

Personality:
Leopardstar, in short, is a calm fellow. He has a level mind and talks everything with great consideration. He hardly raises his voice unless necessary and he rarely gets angered. He likes to collect his thoughts before speaking and meet the others in their eyes in conversations. His loyalty to his clanmates is on another level. He would do anything for them, and sacrifice himself for any one of them. He often tries to talk to each cat as much as he can. Similar to that, Leopardstar doesn't treat loners or kittypet with distaste. Instead, he strikes up a conversation with them as well. As with any leader, the tom isn't afraid to fight for his clanmates either; he will do what is necessary.

Appearance:
Leopard star is a big, burly cat with medium-length fur. It isn't long enough to protect his skin, as seen by many of his scars. Patches of white overtake his underside with splotches of red and light brown fur all over his back and tail. Some of the darker brown colors appear on his legs and face. His one good eye is dark olive green and his claws are slightly longer than average. He has a few noticeable features about his appearance. A small scar runs across his right eye, causing the eye to permanently close and no longer useful. Another big scar runs along his right thigh. His left ear is half torn due to many fights with strangers.

History:
Leopardstar grew up within the clan and witnessed the clan's morales. He witnessed how the clan used their resources to cater to them and how Greenwoodclan changed. The tom was a bit shocked at the sudden change of leadership and behavior. He fears for the war that may come and fears for the other cats in the clan. He's tried several times to talk to the new leader but they still deny his beliefs many times.
The tom is accustomed to using the two-legs for help when necessary. He visited them a few times as an adolescent to get accustomed to them as well. He would come by and talk about his stories and gathered the experience. As he grew up, he learned the ways on how to be a leader from the previous successor. He hopes he can still continue on being the leader of the clan he holds dear most.

Other:
none

[eyes are misty blue and she has mysterious claw marks on her left flank]
"When the darkness has risen you may choose to succumb to the demons, or to die a fateful death of honour"

Name: Geckokit [Geckopaw, Geckofoot]
Gender: Female
Breed(s): Tortoishell Shorthair
Age: 5 1/2 Moons
Clan: CoveClan
Rank: Kit
Apprentice/Mentor: N/A [open]
Sexuality: "..." [will grow into a bisexual with a preference of she-cats]

Relationships:

Mothers- Unknown
Pebbleleap- Adoptive Mother- Gratitude, Neutral; Perhaps deep down Geckokit feels more than mild gratitude towards her foster mother. She tends to notice her occasional spats, and watches them with interest. She talks perhaps the most to Pebbleleap in her strange, chilling way.
[Open to friends, enemies, etc.]

Personality: Quiet, and sad, she very rarely speaks, nor does she tell anyone what happened to her. Her expression seems to be fixed into one of sadness. Her eyes are always tired and empty and her face almost never shows any emotions other than her usual despondent expression, expect perhaps mild fear, curiosity etc. When she does speak, she is to be listened to. She usually speaks random phrases, some that makes sense and some that don’t. Sometimes, they even sound like parts of prophecies. Geckokit tends to space out frequently.

Appearance: WIP

History: Geckokit has never spoken about her past, not once since CoveClan took her in. They found her in the middle of a raging storm, clinging to a tree too large for her to have climbed herself. She was rambling strange phrases that made no sense, staring into the heart of the storm despite the Clan taking her out of the tree. After the storm settled she became almost normal, but she never spoke, never tried to interact with the Clan. Her scars were barely new when she was in the tree, but no matter what the medicine cat tried they refused to heal properly, leaving ugly scars across her left flank. She has an unsettling aura around her, some type of wrongness about the young kit.

Other: She talks to trees and the stars occasionally, especially the tree CoveClan found her in.

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