Roleplay

Username: @/Flamestar03
Cat's name: Speckledpaw
Rank: Medicine cat aprpentice
Age: 9 moons
Description: A speckled tortoiseshell tom with wide, friendly, pale amber eyes and sleek, shorter then usual fur. He has small paws and hooked, slightly short claws, also with one small scar on his right ear tip that has long since healed. Regular build, would have made a good warrior.
Short description: A speckled tortoiseshell tom with slightly short fur and amber eyes.
Personality: Speckledpaw is a lively and attentive apprentice with a love for his medicine cat duties. Unfortunately, he often overworks himself and sinks everything he has into his clanmates, leaving little attention for the world around him, which could one day be fatal if he upsets the right cat. He is bold with his suggestions but untimely respects whatever happens and tries to be cheerful about everything he can.
Mate/Crush: None, he would consider himself too busy to break the warrior code.
Kits: None at the moment. ^
Family: Oakshadow, Darkspots, multiple siblings and a few aunts and uncles.
Backstory: Speckledpaw was born to Oakshadow and Darkspots in the clan not too long ago, though his mother was killed during battle/on the hunt and his father lost it and left soon after. Both parents were rather upset that their son wanted to be a medicine cat, but eventually allowed him to follow his dream, but they never stopped giving him grief and insulting him about it. Speckledpaw felt awful for feeling relief when both were gone, but he soon realized that none of his family loved each other as much as they fooled themselves to think. He still thinks about his parents, but nowadays he doesn't get torn up about it.
Other (optional): Hasn't spoken about the scar on his ear, but most assume it was from one of his parents. ((Open for family.))

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Silvermist||Warrior||Hunting||Interacting with: Ivybreeze

"Alright!", Silvermist called after the she-cat before bounding to her side and keeping the pace. "I hope we can catch something, I always feel so useless when I'm not hunting. Maybe if the clan gets some apprentices, and I might able to help.", she was mainly thinking aloud, but she gave Ivybreeze the chance to speak as well. Her pelt fluffed up slightly as they got closer to their destination, as it always did. She didn't have fur as sleek as many of the cats in the clan, but eventually, it would get there.

[b]Username[/b]: Pistachiows [b]Cat's name:[/b] Mothpaw [b]Rank:[/b] Apprentice [b]Age:[/b] 7 moons [b]Description:[/b] A young tom who is rather small for his age, with a very short tabby brown coat and a long tail, and pale green-gold eyes. [b]Short description:[/b] A small brown tabby tom with a short coat and green eyes. [b]Personality:[/b] Mothpaw is an insecure cat who needs encouraging and can be quite self-conscious, but tries his best to serve his clan. He is very calm and friendly, and tries make friends with whoever he can, even if he is shy at first. He is very obedient and loyal, but is very curious of what lies beyond the territory, often dreaming about what lies beyond the great expanse of water he sees every day. He also takes great interest in the stories and warnings of his clanmates, and could sit for hours learning from them. Because of his small build, he finds swimming against the strong currents in the ocean quite difficult and tries to avoid it when he can, instead preferring to climb the cliffs where his light weight and long tail help him keep his balance. [b]Mate/Crush:[/b] None [b]Kits:[/b] None [b]Family:[/b] Open if anyone is interested. [b]Backstory:[/b] Born in Seaclan. When he was a kit, he was always curious about the sea, and what there was beyond and beneath it. One day, while the rest of the nursery was sleeping, he decided he would find out for himself. Despite the warnings he'd heard from his mother, and despite the fact he was a tiny kit, he crawled out of the camp and made his way to the sea, believing he was ready to find out. When he entered the cold water, he realised that he had made a mistake, as the rip currents pulled him out to the ocean and away from the shore. He wasn't sure how he survived, as he was wildly flailing his paws, trying to find something, anything, to grab on to. Somehow, perhaps due to a wave pushing him back or another current, he found himself once again near land, and managed to claw his way back onto the sand, half drowned. While he was found by some clan members, he never told them just how close he was to joining Starclan that night. Ever since then, he has been very cautious about listening to his elder's warnings, knowing that they are experienced, and always tries to think things through before doing anything. [b]Picture:[/b] [img]https://www.warrenphotographic.co.uk/photography/bigs/07509-Oriental-brown-spotted-tabby-cat-white-background.jpg[/img]

Silvermist||Warrior||Hunting||Interacting with: Ivybreeze

"I hope I can still take some time for myself, not to be selfish or anything, but I get the feeling I would be better revived if I had a cleaner pelt." the she-cat sighed, slowing herself as they got closer to their destination. "It's a good thing though, we'll have plenty of warriors. Lucky Owlshade, maybe one day I can have my own kits too.", there was a lofty tone to her voice as she spoke, but after a moment Silvermist focused on the task at hand.