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(Actually, completly diffrent cat, but it can be his mother XD)

"Coldshard."The SheCat whispered softly, touching her muzzle to her sons head."My son, I miss you so much. I'm so sorry....I...I couldn't be with you."She shook her head."I have something important to tell you, Coldshard."She paused, her eyes staring at him, lovingly, intensely.
"The Silver Circle, Ruler of Night. Approach it's might, and be given a cure, to make all cats pure, under the cloak of black and white. Find 7 others, two of each clan."
"What does that mean? Work with other CLANS?" Coldshard asked, his eyes pleading. "And don't leave yet, I have so many questions! Who was my father? Do you know how to help us?" He looked at his pelt and saw the black and white. He didn't know what the prophecy meant so he had to ask. "Is the prophecy? Is it about me?" (Must leave now.)
 
"What does that mean? Work with other CLANS?" Coldshard asked, his eyes pleading. "And don't leave yet, I have so many questions! Who was my father? Do you know how to help us?" He looked at his pelt and saw the black and white. He didn't know what the prophecy meant so he had to ask. "Is the prophecy? Is it about me?" (Must leave now.)
"Find seven others. One with pelt as golden as sun, other a dark as crow, and other like sparrow(others haven't been made so...)"Woodflower murmured. She pulled her son closer."Meet them at fourtree's tonight at Moonhigh."She told him. She sighed softly, her voice no longer so unearthly, and more like herself."Your father was a good cat, Coldshard. Not just that, actually, he was a great cat. He gave up his life to save me. He always said he would. Such a show off as a apprentice though."Hr pelt started fading quickly.
 
Morningpaw curled up in her nest, closing her eyes. Se blinked, in a wide open field now. A starry cat was in front of her."Featherkit!"Flamepaw, Icepaw and Dovepaw's sister."Wait...this is StarClan, then...am I....dead? Did I die?"

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Featherkit purred."No, Morningpaw."Her eyes glittered seriously.""The Silver Circle, Ruler of Night. Approach it's might, and be given a cure, to make all cats pure, under the cloak of black and white. Find 7 others, two of each clan. One dark a crow, other black and white, one swift as sparrow...[/B][/I]
 
Name: Heronpaw
Age(In Moons): 8
Gender: Female
Rank: Med cat apprentice
Personality: Can be snappish at times, and a little impatient. Pretty much like the rest of SplashClan, but she has an open mind and isn't against having allies in other Clans.
Clan: SplashClan
Mentor/Apprentice: None, until someone makes them
Description: Pretty, blue furred she-cat with green eyes and a white chest
History: Not much of a history.
Mate/Crush: That's illegal
Kits: That's illegal
Parents: Cats
Siblings: Her littermate died at birth, but his name was Stonekit
Grandparents: Cats
Other Kin: Cats
If I believe your cat is right for the prophecy, would you like to be a part of it?: I would indeed.
Roleplay Example(Read rules first): You have like 3 years of it but mmk
She looked around the back of the den for the right herbs to use in the poultice for the wounded cat. Finding them, marigold, horsetail and catchweed, she padded quickly to the cat's side. She chewed a poultice out of the marigold and horsetail, the juices leaving their flavors on her tongue even after she had placed the poultice onto the cat's wound. She rubbed it thoroughly, and then placed the coltsfoot burrs in the area of the poultice, so it would not rub off. The cat had shown slight discomfort as the poultice was applied, but dipped it's head to the apprentice thankfully and padded past her, out of the den.
Other: She
Username: vachick15

Name: Fawnjump
Age(In Moons): 36
Gender: Female
Rank: Med cat
Personality: Collected and graceful, keeps her head under pressure, but she still gets stressed out like everyone else.
Clan: SmokeClan
Mentor/Apprentice: Icepaw
Description: Light brown, dappled she-cat with amber eyes
History: Nothing
Mate/Crush: That's illegal.
Kits: That's illegal.
Parents: Cats
Siblings: None
Grandparents: Dead
Other Kin: None
If I believe your cat is right for the prophecy, would you like to be a part of it?: Nupe, not this one.
Roleplay Example(Read rules first): B u t I j u s t d i d t h i s
Other: None
Username: vachirrenthatsalotofsodium15
 
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"Find seven others. One with pelt as golden as sun, other a dark as crow, and other like sparrow(others haven't been made so...)"Woodflower murmured. She pulled her son closer."Meet them at fourtree's tonight at Moonhigh."She told him. She sighed softly, her voice no longer so unearthly, and more like herself."Your father was a good cat, Coldshard. Not just that, actually, he was a great cat. He gave up his life to save me. He always said he would. Such a show off as a apprentice though."Hr pelt started fading quickly.
One answer, and still so much to ask his mother. Coldshard said, "tonight? What if I am not brought to the gathering? Golden as the sun, black as night...."
He twisted his face in despair. "Don't leave! I don't want you to leave again! Why am I a part of a prophecy in the first place?" He really hoped to here her answer for the last of his questions.
Name: Heronpaw
Age(In Moons): 8
Gender: Female
Rank: Med cat apprentice
Personality: Can be snappish at times, and a little impatient. Pretty much like the rest of SplashClan, but she has an open mind and isn't against having allies in other Clans.
Clan: SplashClan
Mentor/Apprentice: None, until someone makes them
Description: Pretty, blue furred she-cat with green eyes and a white chest
History: Not much of a history.
Mate/Crush: That's illegal
Kits: That's illegal
Parents: Cats
Siblings: Her littermate died at birth, but his name was Stonekit
Grandparents: Cats
Other Kin: Cats
If I believe your cat is right for the prophecy, would you like to be a part of it?: I would indeed.
Roleplay Example(Read rules first): You have like 3 years of it but mmk
She looked around the back of the den for the right herbs to use in the poultice for the wounded cat. Finding them, marigold, horsetail and catchweed, she padded quickly to the cat's side. She chewed a poultice out of the marigold and horsetail, the juices leaving their flavors on her tongue even after she had placed the poultice onto the cat's wound. She rubbed it thoroughly, and then placed the coltsfoot burrs in the area of the poultice, so it would not rub off. The cat had shown slight discomfort as the poultice was applied, but dipped it's head to the apprentice thankfully and padded past her, out of the den.
Other: She
Username: vachick15

Name: Fawnjump
Age(In Moons): 36
Gender: Female
Rank: Med cat
Personality: Collected and graceful, keeps her head under pressure, but she still gets stressed out like everyone else.
Clan: SmokeClan
Mentor/Apprentice: Icepaw
Description: Light brown, dappled she-cat with amber eyes
History: Nothing
Mate/Crush: That's illegal.
Kits: That's illegal.
Parents: Cats
Siblings: None
Grandparents: Dead
Other Kin: None
If I believe your cat is right for the prophecy, would you like to be a part of it?: Nupe, not this one.
Roleplay Example(Read rules first): B u t I j u s t d i d t h i s
Other: None
Username: vachirrenthatsalotofsodium15
(What friends this Heronpaw is going to be with Coldshard.)
 
One answer, and still so much to ask his mother. Coldshard said, "tonight? What if I am not brought to the gathering? Golden as the sun, black as night...."
He twisted his face in despair. "Don't leave! I don't want you to leave again! Why am I a part of a prophecy in the first place?" He really hoped to here her answer for the last of his questions.

(What friends this Heronpaw is going to be with Coldshard.)
Wot
 
(Maple)
Robinwing narrowed her amber eyes and peered at Crowpaw. Skinny thing he was. They needed to catch more food and try harder at it. Or he was just one of those cats that were so skinny it didn't matter how much you fed them. Most of the leaves were already down. It was warm now, but she could feel a chill in the wind.
She hopped onto the nearest, most convenient rock and proudly raised her rust colored head, her mouth gaping in her emphasis. "We will be organising patrols. Sunpelt, Batwhistle, some mentor to one of many apprentices without them, and I will go patrol the border. Bring your apprentices. All you other Warriors who don't exist yet, go hunting."
(Smokeclan)
Beetlepaw stalked a strange, particularly weird looking beetle out of camp. He continued to track it, oblivious to the world around him. He clawed up a trunk and it disappeared. "Disappointment and regret," he sighed. He then spotted a strange squirrel and started chasing it through the treetops like a madman, making near misses with gravity.

Robinwing showed up. "We are going to patrol the border," she said with a winning smile.
(Tags- @roosters Are Awesome
@Cluckcluck1215 probably has a warrior without the clan named on it
@Table4Six
Does @Sephora day have a warrior too? So many apprentices, so few warriors.)
 

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