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Name: Jackelpaw
Gender: She-cat
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Med. Cat Apprentice
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Description:
This she-cat's optics are her most outstanding feature, they are darkened by a navy ring in the center that spreads and slowly turns into a lighter shade. Her build is of a normal femme and her fur is medium length. Jackelpaw's fur patterns are irregular with most of her coat consisting of greys, tans, and blacks while her bottom jaw, chest and left fore paw are a faded vanilla.
Personality:
Jackelpaw is a fairly young cat only having just become and apprentice. She has a great hunger for knowledge and believes that you may not learn only one thing a day, but many more than that. This she-cat thrives on the happiness of others and lives to help, but if you catch her on a bad day she can be slightly short tempered and snappy like any other cat.
History:
Jackelpaw was born of two Windclan warriors but was one of their last kits. They both passed soon after her birth and hadn't told her of any other kin she might have other than her sister who was of the same litter. The apprentice desperately wants to figure out who her ancestors are, but has no way of finding out. At a very young age she become fascinated with ShadowClan and had decided to leave WindClan. Her clan mates tried to stop her but she had such a strong feeling that ShadowClan was where she belonged.
IC:
The moon was high in the midnight sky by the time Jackelpaw had finally taken a brake from her work. She lifted her mottled face to the pale orb above her, letting it shed its pale light on her. The sight of the moon calmed her and she relaxed her tensed shoulders, she really needed to take a brake at least until morning. But she couldn't help it, she had such a passion for what she was doing that the downsides never really seemed to matter and she could stay up all night until she memorized every scent, every texture, and every name of herbs and poisons she could find. The she-cat was doing her best and hopefully succeeding in her mentor's eyes and doing what was best for her clan. The shadows grew heavy on her as she thought of how easily her failure could result in the death of one of her clanmates. Then there came a burden heavy sigh from her soft vocals, she couldn't let that happen, so she shook her head as if trying to shake out the horrible thoughts. She had to do this and do it right and she knew she would for she wanted this so badly, in her heart she knew she actually needed it.
Codeword:
Twilight

[xx; Mystic]

looks good to me =)

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as long as Frozen is okay with it, your in =D

[Frozen]

Tis fine ...accepted

[xx; Mystic]

great =)

[.:Vaporwind:.]

Name: Vaporwind


Gender: tom


Clan: Shadowclan


Rank: Medicine Cat


Description: Vaporwind is a cat with origins of the Siamese. He is strongly built and will in full maturity have lithe muscles and a prominent frame. His fur is all white besides his blue pointing on his: paws, ears, and tail-tip. His eyes are also blue, but not the same silvery blue of fur. His eyes are a deep and royal crystal cerulean. They are absolutely gorgeous and mesmerizing. It's easy to be trapped in them. Curled white claws help him with tearing up herbs and what is a medicine cat without a signature scent? Vaporwind has been around the herbs long enough to develop a fragrant scent that would easily be recognized as the aroma of a fresh morning with recently laid dew.


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Personality: Vaporwind is somewhat lain back and can be quite calm about things; but if he's not prepared, has no idea what to do, or is just plain caught off-guard, he'll basically freak out. He'll rush around trying to figure out what to do or if caught off-guard, for example while speaking with someone, he'll just freeze. Just sit there, stop whatever he was doing, and think about what his response will be. He has some issues to work out, but he is trying his best to and to get help from others to do so as well.

Over all Vaporwind is a gentle and sweet cat, but when he gets really angry, he knows he has to blow his top right then and there so he doesn't end up holding it in and thrashing out on someone else that was trying to play pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey and ended up popping the balloon put in front of it after the blind-fold was already on. He knows when to hold his tongue though. It's not like he'd just scream at a leader in the middle of a Gathering while they were talking. Something a little more, common-day like.

Vaporwind loves learning as much as he can from other more wise Medicine Cats so that he can help the sick and wounded cats of his clan.


History: Vaporwind was born to a mother that was full bred Shadowclan and a father he never knew. He might have died, he might have been a rouge, a loner, or a cat from another clan; no one has any idea. But his mother wasn't too perfect for a Shadowclan cat.

She was running way from the clan for some reason that no one will ever know. She was far out in the territory when her contractions hit her. They were too powerful for her to keep moving on so she found a place to have her kits and settled down. Three beautiful kits were born, two quite healthy and strong, and the other, the runt, a normal kit-Vaporwind. Who ever their father was, what genes he had.

The two kits grew stronger and by the end of the day had opened their eyes. They were developing too quickly. Strong enough to fight, they tested their skills on each other, and they tried to on their smaller brother, but their mother wasn't having it. She protected the littlest one with such ferocity it was as if the other two kits weren't hers. They were proud and independent. A little too much so. They went off exploring together the next day, their mother not giving a care-she was nursing her little one-and they found themselves prey for a hungry animal. The queen never saw them again, and never gave them much thought.

She was almost literally obsessed with her normal kit and loved him with all her heart. She never left his side, and by the third day, without food, and still nursing, she was wiped clean of nutrients and died loving her kit. A Shadowclan patrol finally found the dead mother and her squealing son. They buried the sacrificed queen with respect and gave the kit to another queen to nurse off of. His only family now, was his clan.

When the day arrived when he was to be apprenticed, he shocked every cat. Vaporkit, the cat considered to be the most promising warrior, wanted to be a Medicine Cat. The leader kept asking him if he was sure, not being able to understand how the cat (s)he was going to ask to be her(is) apprentice wanted to live a life of healing and solitude. That's when he snapped, and it was the only time he ever snapped at a leader. "I SAID YES! WHY WOULD I ASK YOU IF I WASN'T SURE?! DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING?!" The whole camp was quiet and just stared at him. He looked at the ground and shuffled his paws. He stole a glance at the Medicine Cat who gave him a re-encouraging nod. The leader ended up making him Medicine Cat apprentice. But what the clan didn't know was that he had had a dream the night before.

A Starclan cat and the Medicine Cat had met Vaporkit in the Medicine Cat's den in his dream. They explained that the Shadowclan Medicine Cat would be joining Starclan soon, and that he was planned to be the successor. It took some convincing, but once they had finished with him, he couldn't wait to start his training.

Finally the day came for the Medicine Cat to join Starclan. It was just suns after (s)he had returned from connecting with Starclan and giving Vaporwind his full name when (s)he left him to take care of the clan.


IC:

This tom knew nothing of her past, yet he assumed that she was so ignorant to the history and secrets of the stream. She had even said she knew what lied within. What else would she mean by saying that? 'Quick to judge, and easily tested. Interesting.'

"I know a few of them." she blinked up knowingly at the gray cat, her eyes sparkled with a deep understanding. She turned back to stare deep into the water darkened by the shadows. "They are held captive by the Flow. They never learned to let it take them where Fate had instucted it to in their body bound lives. Now it is getting back at them. Showing them what they should have done. Taunting them with futures they could have had. Forever." she spoke as if not even listening to herself speak. Her eyes had glazed over and seemed to look though the running water. She fell quiet once more, already knowing she had said too much. Yet she couldn't have helped it even if she had tried. She had no choice.

The black cat's head dipped; she now stared through her paws seeing into herself. Her fur bristled at what she saw in her past. Every hair on her pelt stood on it's end. Then her memory of what she was to do blocked out the visions she kept in the recesses of her mind, awaking her from her trance. She had forgotten who she had become in the presence of this cat. The very second she had seen his eyes, she had frozen and cracked. They were initially too familiar for her to handle. Her face was the only one she had ever seen them on before. It had surprised her.

While listening to the tom's new words about hunting, she calmed herself down. She remembered her purpose, having it clear in her mind once again, and regained her usual composure.

Codeword: Twilight

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[xx; Mystic]

This looks all set to me =)

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all you need is Frozen's okay =)

[Frozen]

Yay! ShadowClan has all the HP kitties now ^^ Accepted<3