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Name: Cloudnose
Age(In Moons): 16
Gender: Male
Rank: New Warrior
Personality: Generous, outgoing, kind, sensitive, polite, trust other cats too quickly, but can doubt them just as fast.
Clan: Smokeclan
Mentor/Apprentice: None right now
Description: Petite, white cat, long lace like fur, amber eyes, bright pink nose with small white speckles on it
History: (The fun stuff : ) ) When Cloudnose was born, he was taken from his kittypet home to another twoleg nest. He was thrown around by the kits so one night he decided to sneak out. He eventually fell asleep on the moor. A Smokeclan queen, Cedarcrest(Deceased, also I hope you get the joke), took him in with her litter. He was raised with Smokeclan, but sometimes wonders what would have happened had he stayed with the twolegs.
Mate/Crush: Open
Kits: Open, eventually
Parents: Silly kittypets, Mom- Cake, Dad- Donner
Siblings: Stella, sister, littermate, if I'm part of prophecy it would be cool to encounter her, Muffin, Brother, littermate, if I'm part of prophecy it would be cool to encounter him as well
Grandparents: Roghues- Grandma- Star, Grandpa- Energy
Other Kin: Stella has two kits, Light and Bright
If I believe your cat is right for the prophecy, would you like to be a part of it?: Yes, please :)
Roleplay Example(Read rules first): Cloudpaw pranced, knowing today was the day. He was finally going to be able to get his warrior name. "Please come up to the high rock Cloudpaw." The leader called out. All the cats were staring at him. He shuffled a little then leaped up, up, up, and onto the high rocks. "Do you except the responsibility as a Warrior?" The leader asked him. Cloudpaw bobbed his head and said, "Yes." "Then from this day on you will be known as Cloudnose." CLoudnose smiled as everyone cheered out his name.
Other: He will be my only character :)
Username: @Sephora day
 
Smoke:
"Oh yes, you're just going to walk into camp and attack your fellow apprentices." He mewed sarcastically. "Of course not! We won't be practicing the battle move today. I'll talk to one of the other mentors about coming with us so you can practice it with one of the other apprentices; claws sheathed," he added quickly, "where I can keep an eye on you."
Beetlepaw raised an eyebrow. "So am I practicing battle training or not?" He asked.
Crowpaw narrowed his eyes, looking away from the Tom. A rustle jumped him, and a gourgious tabby trotted into the clearing.


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Morningpaw trotted into the clearing, her golden pelt glittering in the moonlight."I assume you both got a prophecy from StarClan?"Her voice was gentle and smooth, welcoming, not hostile like Crowpaw.
Coldshard just nodded. He continued to it and think. He didn't like being rude to she-cats.
 
Beetlepaw raised an eyebrow. "So am I practicing battle training or not?" He asked.

Coldshard just nodded. He continued to it and think. He didn't like being rude to she-cats.
"Why are we here? What does StarClan want us to do?"Morningpaw asked softly, hearing nothing but a small snort from Crowpaw.
 
Beetlepaw raised an eyebrow. "So am I practicing battle training or not?" He asked.

Coldshard just nodded. He continued to it and think. He didn't like being rude to she-cats.
"Practice means more than just "doing" you have to understand the concept first. How about you explain the battle move I just told you about to me." Thinking he already new the answer.
 
"Save the clans, obviously," Coldshard said sarcastically. "What else would they want us to do, kill sheep?"
"Ok, fuzbrain, I know that."Morningpaw meowed."How, exactly? Silver circle, ruler of night? The moonstone?"

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"I don't think it's the moon stone."Crowpaw meowed quietly."Maybe.... I don't know. The moon is silver, and it is kinda the ruler of night, though."
 
Thunderwave ran soundlessly through Splashclan territory, his massive paws halting just outside the thick perimeter of undergrowth that surrounded Fourtrees. He turned his handsome broad face up to the moon; his eyes reflecting the stars. It was exactly moon high; He could already hear the quiet voices of other cats. He padded through the shrubbery, his striking orange eyes taking in the scene before him.
 
"Ok, fuzbrain, I know that."Morningpaw meowed."How, exactly? Silver circle, ruler of night? The moonstone?"

~

"I don't think it's the moon stone."Crowpaw meowed quietly."Maybe.... I don't know. The moon is silver, and it is kinda the ruler of night, though."
"Black and white though. White moon, black sky? Maybe it really is sheep," Coldheart said. "Black and white sheep."
The ruler of the night is the black forest, though.
 

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