Welcome to BlazingClan. I am it's leader Flamestar. There are six Clans here: BlazingClan, NightClan, StreamClan, CloudClan, FernClan and MoonClan.

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---------- That's all! To join, please know that you need to be familiar with the series of books Warriors by Erin Hunter. You can always make more than one characters. Enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------

I have read every warriors book(almost) that is out right now. This is my character.

Name:Snow

Personality:Gentle, though feirce. Rough when other cats get too close. Caring when around young cats(kits and young apprentices).

Description:A loner. Thats all you can know.

History:Unknow to all, except my parents. Does not know own history.

I have read every warriors book(almost) that is out right now. This is my character.

Name:Snow

Personality:Gentle, though feirce. Rough when other cats get too close. Caring when around young cats(kits and young apprentices).

Description:A loner. Thats all you can know.

History:Unknow to all, except my parents. Does not know own history.

Alright! <3

(kinda sounded like you copied meh)  I walk around. I sit down in the middle of what clan cats call 'Fourtrees'.

(That's a quote. So...)

Flamestar sniffed the air. It is the gathering tonight. She bounded up to the Highboulder and yowled, 'Shadowfang, Cevyfall, Thunderflame, Stormflight, Clawbreeze, Redpaw, Sunpaw, and Honeypaw, you are all to go to the Gathering tonight!'

I stay where I am. I get up, and climb up one of the tree, leaving claw marks and small bits of fur, witch provide scent of myself.

I prowl through the trees. Trying to get down, my fur snags. Some comes off when I wiggle out, and there is also some blood left where my leg got caught.(by the way I'm apprentice aged.)

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Name: Stormflight

Personality: Kind, can be a bit quiet.

Description: A black she-cat with silver stripes

History: Was born and raised in FlameClan. Is now a Queen.

Runs over to FlameStar, "I asked Dewflower to take care of the kits while I'm at the gathering.

Your character's name: Honeyleaf
Personality: Shy but very kind
Description: white with creme legs, creme brindle markings, and a creme muzzle. Her eyes are pure white.
History (brief): She is shy for a reason. She is blind. Everyone treats her like a kit and  Honeyleaf hates it. She never speaks to anyone unless she has to. She is a medicine cat that dreams to be a warrior.

Is a little freaked out. Hears cats coming. Tries to run away, but gets caught and fur gets snagged in a thorn bush. Is in a weird position, and cant get out.

name: CandleKit

Personality: Shy, stays away from others, very sickly

Description: Grey kit with light underbelly, white tiger stripes, one brown paw.

One purple, and yellow eye.

Brief Bio. Born and raised by twolegs, that provided proper medical care, she left because the twoleg's kit and dog kept hurting her. Found blazingclan (not to long ago) and lives here.

Name: DoubleTail

Personality: Calm, knowlageable, but can be quirky and fun at times. Friends with everyone, mostly... (doesnt like the deputy of own clan)

Description: Med Cat. White. A long lock of fur on her tail is grey, giving her her name. Green eyes, fur matted with leaves and dirt. Flower behind ear. warm gaze.

History: Grew up normally in Timeclan. Became a medicene cat and was an med cat apprentice for almost 6 moons before Starclan accepted her. She later secretly had a kit named Soulkit. Who grew up in Timeclan and is now Soulpaw. 

Your character's name:   Olive

Personality: A shy kit, she often ends up simply observing the cats around her, silent and unnoticable. She often sneaks into the Clans and watches their lives from the treetops. She's very michevious,  and she's not very fond at fighting. It's not because she's bad at it- It's because she's scared of what she can do with her claws and teeth.

Description: She has deep green eyes, and a brown coat. She has a white belly that stretches to her chin, and is covered in black patches. The most noticable patch is the one that acts like a mask across her eyes and muzzle.

History (brief): Born as a kittypet, her mother quickly took her kits to the forest, knowing that her twolegs would most likely sell them. Her mother wasn't very resourceful, leaving her kits malnourished and weak. Her mother eventually contracted an illness. (Greencough, though her kits had no idea what it was) Eventually her siblings developed the chest-racking infection as well, and one by one, they passed. Olive was now alone. Alone, tired, and hungry. (Yeah, THAT was breif X3. I just like going in-depth with my charries)