(Hi! Also, I added a rank portion, because I don't know if you forgot to do that bit?)
(only eyes are violet, not blue)
Name: Jasminepaw
Gender: Female
Age: 11 moons
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Clan: ShadowClan
Personality: She's very sassy, no-nonsense, and is not afraid to smack/scold a warrior twice her size. She's impatient, stubborn, loyal, practical, sarcastic, and compassionate. She's also very clever, but overconfident- she often overestimates her abilities, and that, in a medicine cat, is never good. She is young, and intelligent, and quite clever. At most points, she comes off as aggressive and abrasive- mostly she's just grumpy, but she cares for her Clan and is a firm believer that no cat should be refused healing.
Appearance: A pearly, long-furred she-cat with brown paws, tail, face, and ears, Jasminepaw is the exceptionally fluffy offspring of a Persian and Siamese. Her eyes are pale purple and usually bright with intelligence or, more often than not, sass.
Backstory: Jasminepaw's mother, Leila, was originally tested on in a lab before she gathered her courage and wits, and fled, but not before the lab took its toll on her. Her eyes turned light purple, her fur got a strangely bright sheen, and her intelligence was raised.
Her mother was a soft, wheat-colored kittypet with the same violet eyes, and though she fell in love with a ShadowClan warrior, she did not choose to join him in the forest. When her kits were born, Jasminepaw's father insisted on taking her to the forest, and eventually, the kittypet submitted. However, Jasminepaw's two sisters remained with their mother.
Jasminepaw (then Jasminekit) originally wanted to be a warrior, but after hanging around the medicine cat den, getting under the medicine cat's paws, she decided she'd rather be the healer of the Clan. Jasminepaw, because of her kittypet heritage, was questioned by others if she could really manage to be a medicine cat. To that, Jasminepaw sassed, snarked, and, well, occasionally bullied her way into her apprenticeship. She wanted it, she went for it, and as far as she's concerned, that's no one's business but her own.
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Extra Info?:
-very protective of her mentor
-cannot swim very well and detests water to boot
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(I thought ThunderClan looked a little empty ^^)
Name: Rustfur
Gender: Male
Age: 25 moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ThunderClan
Personality: Rustfur is rather more...innocent, than his surroundings call for. He's sweet, friendly, tends to expect the good in others, and is just generally a golden boy all around. He's secure in his own skin, laid back, easygoing, and would be the kind of cat you'd see breaking up a fight and getting clawed in the process. He still retains the sort of wide-eyed wonder associated with kittens. Despite his laid-back personality, he has a temper and sometimes walks a line between headstrong and rebelliousness.
Appearance: Rustfur, as his name suggests, is a brownish orange color like the coarse layer seen congregating around a nail outside too long. He's enormous, muscular, and kind of clumsy. His pelt is mostly unruffled by scars, but there is a small nick in his ear and a long-since-healed slash on his back leg. He also has wide, startlingly deep blue eyes.
Backstory: When Rustfur's mother was heavily pregnant with him and his sister, she was sealed in the nursery when a tree fell across the entrance, and she gave birth to him and Raineyes alone. By the time her Clan had figured out how to get Quietstep and the two kits out, they'd been in there for days, the queen making sure her kits did not feel threatened. Grayfall, Rustfur's father, was beside himself.
She recovered, and both she and her two kits were unharmed. As Rustfur grew older, he heard the story time and time again, and with it grew a great respect for Quietstep. He worked hard- so hard- and soon rose through the ranks as a skilled fighter, though his hunting could...use some work. That was more his sister's, Raineyes, territory.
With his skill rose his quiet ambition to become deputy, but he's set that aside for now in favor of focusing on being the best warrior he can be.
Rustfur received the notch in his ear from a border skirmish, and he told the medicine cat not to heal it
too well, because he thought the scar made him look particularly fearsome. (which is rather important, because he's actually a teddy bear).
As for the scar on his left hind leg, he got that in a more spectacular manner- he came upon his sister being ravaged viciously by a fox. Rustfur saw red and attacked before thinking. He won the fight, but not without a permanent reminder of what it cost him. Raineyes survived, but she did lose one of her lovely, bluebell eyes, and her name (previously Raineyes) was changed to 'Raineye' at her own request.
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Extra Info?:
-heterosexual
-open to romance!
-scent: cool smell of rainfall and crushed mint leaves
-open to plot!
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Name: Whitewater
Gender: Female
Age: 17 moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: RiverClan
Appearance: A sleek, snow-white she-cat with pastel, bi-colored eyes and large pupils that are, more often than not, rounded to an enormous size. She's of an average height, but her slender build makes her look smaller. Her muscles are wiry and springy, made so by Whitewater's incessant jumping about. She's a strikingly beautiful she-cat, and she knows it. Her coat is magnificent, but that's probably because Whitewater gripes about how easy it is to get a white pelt dirty, which leads to dragging her sisters out to help her clean it more often than most of her Clanmates.
Personality: She's happy-go-lucky with a streak of mischief and a dash of sass. She's funny and flirty and curious, and also happens to consider herself a sleuth. She's silly, a bundle of energy who enjoys bothering her sisters and mother, though she treads a little more carefully around her father (not because of fear, but because Firestripe always came down a little harder on her antics than anyone else). She's impulsive, brazen, daring, spunky, vain, sweet, charismatic, and kind. She's a goofball, a thrillseeker, and a troublemaker. Whitewater, down to her golden heart, is a good cat, but her major flaws include jealousy and spite.
Backstory: Born to the RiverClan deputy, Feathershine, and the fiery tom-cat Firestripe, Whitekit led a pretty normal kithood. She was bossy and practically a dictator as a kit, argued with her sisters (but no more than any sibling), and began trying to sneak out into the forest at age four moons. Feathershine and Firestripe never allowed her to get far.
When her apprenticeship finally rolled around, Whitepaw was a bit disappointed to see that both her sisters were given to her aunt and mother. The jealousy didn't last long, once she realized that she could now get into various escapades without Feathershine breathing down her neck as both mother and mentor. Whitepaw, like her mother before her, excelled at swimming and fishing. Not so much at the prey she was supposed to catch on land. She'd either get impatient or bored, leaving her mentor (Icepelt) to become frustrated with the flighty apprentice who was too busy off in her own world to deign to come down for prey she had to
stalk. Her charms never worked on Icepelt, to her dismay.
As apprentices, a certain amount of rivalry grew between her and Silverpaw, which may have sparked from renewed jealousy. Silverpaw was good at practically everything she did (probably because she gave it her all). Whitepaw was not. The two sisters clashed, leaving Fawnpaw as the peacemaker between them. After a particularly heated argument in which Fawnpaw was dragged in, Whitepaw called her some awful things she regretted the moment they were out, and the gingery she-cat ran off. Silverpaw and Whitepaw teamed up to go find her without telling either of their parents, because Whitepaw was ashamed and Silverpaw was confident they could locate their sister without help.
When they found Fawnpaw at last, she had ventured close to the Twolegplace and gotten tangled in a bright orange, plastic-y thing that smelled awful. Whitepaw charged forward to help, with Silverpaw following a little more cautiously. They freed Fawnpaw and took her back to camp, the three sisters returning as one unit once more. However, Fawnpaw contracted greencough from the Twolegplace, which the current leader caught and was killed from. Fawnpaw recovered.
Soon after, the three were given their warrior names: Whitewater, Silvercloud, and Fawnspots.
Whitewater still fights with her sisters, but loves them as fiercely as anything. Her warrior life has barely begun, but the moons that have passed have been normal and peaceful. That is, until the ShadowClan deputy was killed...
In case of Inactivity: Kill Off
Extra Info?:
-bisexual (with a male preference)
-is on the edge about StarClan
-definitely open to a forbidden romance (or a normal romance XD), because this girl is a hopeless romantic
-loves swimming
-her mother is Featherstar, her father is Firestripe, her sisters are Silvercloud and Fawnspots, and her aunt is Echofrost
-smells of blackberries and freely-flowing water