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A shimmery Blueish cat padded towards you, smiling. "Welcome to Stoneclan. My name is Bluestar. I'm the leader." She turned and flicked her tail, beckoning you to follow. You had come through a small opening in the rock. It led to a large cave, with cats roaming and large holes in the rock. Seemed to be dens. "I hope you join us..." She bowed her head, and padded away.

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[b]Personality:[/b] (optional)
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Name: Warmpaw / Warmheart
Age: 12 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance:

Personality: Quiet, serious, sensitive and kind. Does not like conflict, and not likely to do things which may generate conflict. Loyal and faithful. Extremely well-developed senses, and aesthetic appreciation for beauty. Not interested in leading or controlling others. Flexible and open-minded. Likely to be original and creative. Enjoy the present moment. She's shy and soft-spoken. She needs constant approval that she's loved and cared for. She is sweet and kind, but she's a bit scared of others. Calls people "Hun", "Sweetie", and "Babe" a lot.
Crush/Mate: Open / Palpad
Other:
-love her

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Name: Bluestar
Age: 29 moons
Rank: Leader
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual;Panromantic
Appearance:

Personality: Mothering, Sweet, Strict, Kind
Crush/Mate: Open / Palpad
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Name: Gingerwing
Age: 20 moons
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual; Homoromantic
Appearance:

Personality: He's a sweet, kind boy with an excited personality. He is quite feminine, but not in a rude way. In a nice and tiny way. He loves people and his friends, and rarely yells or gets angry. He's a crybaby, though. And sensitive, with a heart bigger than his body. He loves cuddling and being a little spoon. He loves hugs and snuggles.
Crush/Mate: Minor crush on Reedtail ; Open otherwise
Other:

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Leader: Bluestar
Deputy: Open
Warriors: Smokeypelt, Streambreeze, Reedtail, Gingerwing, Berryfur
Med cat: Honeycomb
Med cat apprentice: Willowpaw
Apprentices: Warmpaw, Dunepaw, Sunpaw, Goldepaw
Elders: Stormsky
Kits: Dovekit
Out of clan cat: Darkpelt

Name:dovekit
Age:0 moons
Rank:kit
Gender:female
Sexuality:striaght
Appearance:
Personality: (optional)
Crush/Mate:to young
[b]Other:cries for parents

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Name: Willowpaw/step
Age: 7 Moons
Rank: Apprentice/Medicine Apprentice
Gender: Tom
Sexuality: Asexual
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Personality: Willowpaw is mute, and naturally shy. He doesn't try to be near most other cats and has to rely on other cats to relay what he's saying. He usually scratches things out as to what he means, drawing pictures or making tail movements.
Crush/Mate: Not interested currently
Other: Willowpaw/step does not and most likely will not show interest in getting a mate.

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Name: Smokypelt
Age: 54 Moons
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Sexuality: Biromantic Heterosexual
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Personality: Smokypelt is a strict cat who doesn't like it when Apprentices purposely slip up. He is extremely calm and doesn't really like other cats. He's rude toward other Warriors and even once even started an argument that had nothing to do with him.
Crush/Mate: Not looking.
Other: Mentor of Goldenpaw. Has a French accent.

Name: Goldenpaw/fur
Age: Almost 12 Moons, Warrior Ceremony happens with Sunpaw's ofc.
Rank: Apprentice
Gender: She-Cat
Sexuality: Biromantic Demisexual
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Personality: Goldenpaw is an extremely optimistic, cheerful cat. She likes being around Sunpaw because it gives her an excuse to be sassy toward the other Apprentices. Goldenpaw genuinely cares about her Clanmates, and even hopes to have kits one day! She's got a motherly attitude toward the youngest kits of the Nursery, and plays with them a lot.
Crush/Mate: Crush on Sunpaw!
Other: Hopes to have kits with Sunpaw one day. Also, her left eye is half blind.

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Name: Streambreeze
Age: 37 Moons
Rank: Warrior/Possible Candidate for Deputy?
Gender: Tom
Sexuality: Heteroromantic Bisexual
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Personality: Streambreeze is an even-tempered cat. He is calm, cool, and collected. This tom is extremely smart and knows how to make good decisions for the sake of his Clan. He follows the Warrior Code with pride and will never disobey it, unless it benefits all Clans that exist.
Crush/Mate: Open
Other: Streambreeze doesn't want to be Deputy, but a lot of cats cough Goldenpaw and Sunpaw think he should be.

Name: Sunpaw/stone
Age: 12 Moons, Warrior Ceremony is soon!
Rank: Apprentice
Gender: Tom
Sexuality: Heterosexual
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Personality: Sunpaw isn't extremely social. Even when he does talk, he's often coming up with snarky remarks to everything. Despite this, he cares deeply for fellow Apprentice Goldenpaw and even hangs out with her a lot. The two are deemed 'inseparable'. Sunpaw even tried to make fun of his friend once, but it backfired.
Crush/Mate: Crush on Goldenpaw!
Other: Formerly a Loner going by the name of Saddy.

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Name: Stormsky
Age: 200 Moons
Rank: Elder
Gender: She-Cat
Sexuality: Doesn't care anymore
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Personality: The grumpiest of elders. Stormsky has a short temper and complains about everything. She gets ticked whenever Goldenpaw and Sunpaw are being absolute jerks to other cats. Stormsky really cares about her Clan, and wanted to continue serving it. But she's glad she won't have to deal with Sunpaw and Goldenpaw being sassy in her den anymore.
Crush/Mate: Long gone.
Other: Blind in both eyes, sharp hearing.

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Name: DarkPelt
Age: 12 moons
Rank: (Former Rogue needing a home and family)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Asexual Panromantic
Appearance:
Personality: (to be rped)
Crush/Mate: None yet
Other: Her feral blood makes her fast and more resiliant to heat.

((All accepted!! We can start soon!! (I'll edit this post)))

(( Do we need anyone else or can we start now >?> ))

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((We can start now, lmao. Also, ranks and stuff are in the original post ))

Bluestar stood on a large platform that was a bit outside her den. She looked back at the den. She sighed softly, the smallest exhale of breath. Her tail whipped a bit as she looked over her clan. She was proud, and empty.

Warmpaw padded through the clan, and sat by the little pond in the center. She ground her teeth a bit, and noticed a fish dart through the water.

Gingerwing was in the warrior's den, lying down. He wasn't sleeping, just had his eyes closed and his tail draped over his nose.

Reedtail shifted in his nest, staring at Gingerwing through one, half closed, shockingly bright blue eye. The other was covered by his paw, resting on his muzzle. His thick fur was fluffed up, ruffled from his constantly shifting state that Reedtail liked to call sleep. Finally, the tom heaved himself up, shaking the moss out of his brown tabby pelt as he exited the den. The stone around him was as suffocating as ever, and he quickly decided to escape to fresh air. However, he wouldn't leave just yet, he might as well offer to take a hunting patrol before he took off.

Dunepaw sat from a ledge, one of the cave's many crevices and cracks. This was the apprentice's favorite spot to lay, and today wasn't going to be any different, the cycle of mooning over warmpaw, getting in fights with sunpaw and goldenpaw, and arguing with the senior warriors was not showing any signs of letting up.

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Name: Berryfur
Age: 24 moons
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance:
Crush/Mate: OPEN! TBRP!
Other: . . .
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Name:Honeycomb
Age: 24 Moons
Rank: Medicine Cat
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Not needed.
Appearance:

Crush/Mate: Against the law!
Other: . . .

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((Accepted!!!))

Gingerwing rolled over and stood, sighing. He licked his paw softly, and whipped his tail a bit. He was tired and hungry, and he whined quietly. He padded from the den, tripping over a moss bed and tumbling. He laid in a tangle of limbs for a moment before standing and gritting his teeth. He got out of the den, and leaned against the cool cave wall.

Warmpaw just say and watched the fish swim. Her tail swayed lightly, her eyes flicking back and forth to watch the fish. Her ear twitched and she licked her lips lightly. Bringing up a paw, she brushed the fur on her cheek, and put it back down.

Name: Thistleheart
Age: 13 Moons
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
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Personality: (optional) Selfish and quick to anger
Crush/Mate: Open
Other: Her brother is Beestripe. She is selfish and spoiled. She hardly ever cares about anyone except kin and her younger brother.

Name: Beestripe
Age: 13 Moons
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance:
Personality: (optional)
Crush/Mate: Open
Other: He is the exact opposite of his sister Thistleheart. He cares about fellow clanmates and kin. He always thinks about others.

Berryfur was watching her sister sort herbs. "I don't get how you aren't bored by this. I'm going hunting, i'll bring you something!" She left the medicine cat den and trotted out the camp, nodding to cats along the way.
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Honeycomb sighed. She was glad she wasn't a warrior. She disliked fighting and violence. She continued to sort the herbs. I hope Willowpaw comes soon.. She was patient with her apprentice, she would wait.

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Her heart raced as she ran from the dogs. Panting and leaping off of a cliff not realizing she wouldn't make it she fell into the water below. A strong swimmer she made it to the surface but the current was too strong and pulled her down once again.
She hit her head on a rock and passed out...
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... She woke up on a shoreline confused at her surroundings she lifted herself into the sunniest spot she could. On a warm flat rock she once again passed out.

Sunpaw was half-asleep as he felt the gentle rasp of Goldenpaw's tongue as she groomed his fur. "I can't wait to see what our Warrior names will be," Goldenpaw meowed between licks. "And honestly, your fur is so hard to take care of!" Sunpaw blinked his eyes open and purred in amusement.

"Says the cat who always get her fur caught in brambles," he shot back, grinning as Goldenpaw squawked something incomprehensible. "What's wrong, Goldenpaw?"

"You're so annoying!" she huffed playfully, dashing off to go find her mentor. She found Smokypelt sitting calmly just outside of camp. "Hi, Smokypelt!" she called, bounding over to him.

"What do you want?" he snapped, glaring at his annoying Apprentice.

"I just wanted to know if I passed my assessment and when Sunpaw, Dunepaw, Warmpaw, and I will have our Warrior ceremony. Sheesh."

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Meanwhile, Willowpaw was out of camp. The young Medicine Apprentice was searching for goldenrod and juniper berries. Where are they? he thought, sniffing at the ground. He heard shuffling in the bushes behind him. Who's there?

Nothing happened. Willowpaw considered going back to searching. That option was easily the better one. He sniffed at the bottom of a tree and scraped off some moss. Stormsky will definitely need some of this... He circled around the tree, and to his delight... Juniper berries!

He plucked a branch off of the bush and carried it, along with his moss, back toward camp.

Gingerwing padded up next to Warmpaw, and sat down. Her eyes flicked to him for a second, and looked back to the fish. "Greetings, Warmpaw." She smiled softly. "Greetings, Gingerwing." They smiled and laughed a bit, they were dorks about acting proper. "Hey, Uhm, When is the ceremony?" Warmpaw asked softly, and he blinked. "Oh! I believe it's later." He said softly, and saw Warmpaw smile. "Good!" She said, and her tail swayed.

Berryfur carefully stalked the mouse, paw by paw. She leaped onto it, killing it in a swift bite. Satisfied with her mouse and squirrel, she carried them back to the camp. She could've sworn she scented dog.
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Honeycomb took a thorn out of her paw with ease. She was so busy going around the den that she hadn't noticed all the thorns lying around. She swiped them away and out of the den with her tail.

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Willowpaw made his way into camp and had to move around arguing Goldenpaw and Smokypelt. The mottled brown tom was confused, but said nothing. He dragged himself to the Medicine Den and set down the moss and Juniper berries. He waved his tail in greeting, smiling politely.

The Medicine Cat's Apprentice plucked the berries from the branch and rolled them over to his mentor. Here, he thought, praying there was some cat who'd be able to help him finally speak. He picked up the moss and set it in the pile for nests, mouse bile, water, and such.

He shook out his pelt, glad he was able to be out of camp. He waved his tail and attempted to try speaking. He managed to get out a tiny wheeze saying, "Good day, right?" Willowpaw had managed to surprise himself by speaking at all. But he knew that was the best he would ever be able to manage, unless StarClan blessed him.

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Grunting in annoyance, the golden-furred she-cat bounded back to camp, followed by her slow walking mentor. "Honestly, you could be nicer!" she exclaimed, dashing in a circle around the thick-furred smoky gray tom. Smokypelt rolled his eyes, snarling at his Apprentice.

"Learn to respect your mentor, mouse-brain," he hissed bitterly, swishing his tail and turning up his snout. Can't wait to be rid of her! the Warrior thought in anger. He dug his claws into the earth below his paws and stalked off, glaring at Sunpaw as he trudged back to the Warrior den.

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At this time, a light silvery gray tabby was on his own in the forest. Streambreeze narrowed his eyes against a dusty gust of wind. "I wonder..." he whispered without anything else to say. His ears perked up as he saw a small bird's nest above his head. He padded quietly forward and hopped onto the trunk of the tree.

Slowly now. He clawed his way up the tree, making little movement and no noise, save for his breathing. He was on the opposite side of the nest when he saw the mother or father bird land. Perfect. He was right there. Ready to claw his way to the nest's side and take eggs and a bird.

He quickly moved toward the nest and pounced. He messed up. He caught the bird between his claws, but was now at the edge of the branch. "Fox-dung!" he exclaimed, biting down on the bird's neck and leaping to the trunk. "I need to get someone to help..."

Dovekit mewed and cried

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(( is anyone willing to have their warrior mentor Dunepaw? If not I'll just use Reedtail oops))

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