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Description

{►||General}

Name: Archflight
Past Names: Archkit, Archpaw
Nicknames: Archie
Age: 12 moons (he's close to being a warrior, but I just need Kindles to get back on (: )

                          {►||Clan Information}

Current Clan : FireClan
Current Rank : Apprentice
Past Clan(s): -
Past Rank(s): Kit

Mentor:
                 Past: --
                 Current: Cliffstalker (didn't get much chance to talk to him ;; )

Apprentice:
                Past: --
                Current: --

                          {►||Identification}

Breed: Mix
Fur: Medium
Build: Slightly muscular, slightly taller than a female warrior
Key Features:
- Fierce orange eyes
- Vibrant brown stripes

Scent: Aspen trees

                          {►||Relationship Information}
Sexuality: Straight
Looking for: A fun-loving, kind-hearted she-cat

                          {►||Personality}

| Aloof | Gullible | Emotional | Caring |

                          {►||History}

Archpaw had a basic clan life and would love to do his best as a warrior.
                          {►||Family}
Mother: -
Father: -
Littermates: -
Siblings: -
Mate: None.
Kits: None.
                          {►||Extra}

Theme song(s): TBA

Likes: Observing the world, studying the ground, sleeping besides the Fire Pond

Dislikes: Arguments, blood, war, death

                          {►||Relationships}

ll No opinion / neutral
ll Acquaintance

ll Friend
ll Good Friend
ll Best Friend

ll Ex-Crush
ll Pity For
ll Ex-Mate

ll Distant relative
ll Relative
ll Close Relative

ll Small Crush
ll Average Crush

ll Major Crush

ll Suspicious
ll Questionable
ll Interested in / Curious about

ll Deep Crush
ll Love
ll Can't live without

ll Respect
ll Fear
ll Terrified of

ll Slight Hatred
ll Wants Dead / loath
ll Wants to kill

ll Family by choice

|| Mate

|| Dead

                      |Name | Clan | Gender | Bullets | Thoughts|
Comments….

                       {►||RP Example(s)}
1. The light of dawn peeked through the well-covered walls of the nursery. A small she-cat buzzed as she slept soundly until a patch of sunlight hit her eyelids. Pipkit snapped one eye open and she marveled at the wonderful glow of the sun. Springing up from her mother's protective hold, Pipkit squeaked out, "Look! The sun's awake! Mama, I want to play outside!" She excitedly sheathed and unsheathed her six-toed paws at the thought of playing and exploring the outside world that seemed so huge. Her poofy pelt stood at its end as the young kit practically vibrated out the den.

"And where do you think you're going, little one?" Pipkit heard a warm, calming voice as she felt her mother's paws wrap around her, pulling her back.

"I... I want to explore the world. I want the world to know who I am!" Pipkit mewed, widening her eyes at her mother.

Aspenstar purred. "Oh, I'm sure the world would know you soon enough. Now, stay beside me."

Pipkit felt the urge to disobey but something told her not to and she reluctantly laid down again beside her mother, the leader. Adrenaline still pumped in her veins and she couldn't wait to move again.

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2. A small brown tabby kit popped her head out of the nursery den. Her fur stiffened at the sudden change of weather. Everything felt... colder. Was this the word? Cold? Pipkit glanced back cautiously at the sleeping forms of her mother and littermates. Then, she took a gentle step outside. Immediately, she felt the... cold full-on. At her paws was this unusual white substance that semi-melted from the heat of her paws. The kit almost mewed out in dismay as the seemingly solid substance melted into water. All she wanted to do was go out and explore the camp without the protective supervising from her parents and now this weird cold thing was blocking her off from the world.

Pipkit felt extremely discouraged and hot tears brimmed her lime green eyes. When can I be free? She thought, disconcerted. Then, out of the bloom, a small ice crystal landed on the tip of Pipkit's nose. The she-kit stared at this mysterious object curiously until it melted. Sneezing, Pipkit suddenly realized that the air was full of these strange ice crystals. She stood up and stretched her neck to get a closer look at this spectacular show. One by one, these ice crystals floated down. Calming down, Pipkit felt her cheeks grow warm. Cheer had suddenly flooded throughout her whole body. It was like these ice crystals were saying, "Don't be sad, Pipkit! We're here with you!" The kit stood there for several more minutes, forgetting all about exploring and cherished the silent show. She didn't detect another presence siding up next to her.

"What are you doing, Pipkit?"

Whipping her head around, she recognized the large dark cat. "Daddy!" She mewed happily. "Daddy! These ice crystals are giving me a show!"

Purring, her father responded, "Pipkit, those aren't called 'ice crystals.' They're called, 'snowflakes.'"

Pipkit turned her head back to the snowflakes. "Snowflakes," she whispered. Her tail twitched furiously from not being able to run around. "I like snowflakes," she announced.

Shadowcliff gave another warm rumble. "Shall we head back now?" He rested his tail gently on his daughter's back.

Pipkit glanced one more time at the snowflakes. Nodding her head vigorously, the kit mewed, "Let's go back, Daddy!"

✔ Notes |
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✔ G/PG |
✔ PG-13 |
X Mature |
X Crack |

Format: oOCometheartOo <3

Description

{►||General}

Name: Archflight
Past Names: Archkit, Archpaw
Nicknames: Archie
Age: 12 moons (he's close to being a warrior, but I just need Kindles to get back on (: )

                          {►||Clan Information}

Current Clan : FireClan
Current Rank : Apprentice
Past Clan(s): -
Past Rank(s): Kit

Mentor:
                 Past: --
                 Current: Cliffstalker (didn't get much chance to talk to him ;; )

Apprentice:
                Past: --
                Current: --

                          {►||Identification}

Breed: Mix
Fur: Medium
Build: Slightly muscular, slightly taller than a female warrior
Key Features:
- Fierce orange eyes
- Vibrant brown stripes

Scent: Aspen trees

                          {►||Relationship Information}
Sexuality: Straight
Looking for: A fun-loving, kind-hearted she-cat

                          {►||Personality}

| Aloof | Gullible | Emotional | Caring |

                          {►||History}

Archpaw had a basic clan life and would love to do his best as a warrior.
                          {►||Family}
Mother: -
Father: -
Littermates: -
Siblings: -
Mate: None.
Kits: None.
                          {►||Extra}

Theme song(s): TBA

Likes: Observing the world, studying the ground, sleeping besides the Fire Pond

Dislikes: Arguments, blood, war, death

                          {►||Relationships}

ll No opinion / neutral
ll Acquaintance

ll Friend
ll Good Friend
ll Best Friend

ll Ex-Crush
ll Pity For
ll Ex-Mate

ll Distant relative
ll Relative
ll Close Relative

ll Small Crush
ll Average Crush

ll Major Crush

ll Suspicious
ll Questionable
ll Interested in / Curious about

ll Deep Crush
ll Love
ll Can't live without

ll Respect
ll Fear
ll Terrified of

ll Slight Hatred
ll Wants Dead / loath
ll Wants to kill

ll Family by choice

|| Mate

|| Dead

                      |Name | Clan | Gender | Bullets | Thoughts|
Comments….

                       {►||RP Example(s)}
1. The light of dawn peeked through the well-covered walls of the nursery. A small she-cat buzzed as she slept soundly until a patch of sunlight hit her eyelids. Pipkit snapped one eye open and she marveled at the wonderful glow of the sun. Springing up from her mother's protective hold, Pipkit squeaked out, "Look! The sun's awake! Mama, I want to play outside!" She excitedly sheathed and unsheathed her six-toed paws at the thought of playing and exploring the outside world that seemed so huge. Her poofy pelt stood at its end as the young kit practically vibrated out the den.

"And where do you think you're going, little one?" Pipkit heard a warm, calming voice as she felt her mother's paws wrap around her, pulling her back.

"I... I want to explore the world. I want the world to know who I am!" Pipkit mewed, widening her eyes at her mother.

Aspenstar purred. "Oh, I'm sure the world would know you soon enough. Now, stay beside me."

Pipkit felt the urge to disobey but something told her not to and she reluctantly laid down again beside her mother, the leader. Adrenaline still pumped in her veins and she couldn't wait to move again.

------------------
2. A small brown tabby kit popped her head out of the nursery den. Her fur stiffened at the sudden change of weather. Everything felt... colder. Was this the word? Cold? Pipkit glanced back cautiously at the sleeping forms of her mother and littermates. Then, she took a gentle step outside. Immediately, she felt the... cold full-on. At her paws was this unusual white substance that semi-melted from the heat of her paws. The kit almost mewed out in dismay as the seemingly solid substance melted into water. All she wanted to do was go out and explore the camp without the protective supervising from her parents and now this weird cold thing was blocking her off from the world.

Pipkit felt extremely discouraged and hot tears brimmed her lime green eyes. When can I be free? She thought, disconcerted. Then, out of the bloom, a small ice crystal landed on the tip of Pipkit's nose. The she-kit stared at this mysterious object curiously until it melted. Sneezing, Pipkit suddenly realized that the air was full of these strange ice crystals. She stood up and stretched her neck to get a closer look at this spectacular show. One by one, these ice crystals floated down. Calming down, Pipkit felt her cheeks grow warm. Cheer had suddenly flooded throughout her whole body. It was like these ice crystals were saying, "Don't be sad, Pipkit! We're here with you!" The kit stood there for several more minutes, forgetting all about exploring and cherished the silent show. She didn't detect another presence siding up next to her.

"What are you doing, Pipkit?"

Whipping her head around, she recognized the large dark cat. "Daddy!" She mewed happily. "Daddy! These ice crystals are giving me a show!"

Purring, her father responded, "Pipkit, those aren't called 'ice crystals.' They're called, 'snowflakes.'"

Pipkit turned her head back to the snowflakes. "Snowflakes," she whispered. Her tail twitched furiously from not being able to run around. "I like snowflakes," she announced.

Shadowcliff gave another warm rumble. "Shall we head back now?" He rested his tail gently on his daughter's back.

Pipkit glanced one more time at the snowflakes. Nodding her head vigorously, the kit mewed, "Let's go back, Daddy!"

✔ Notes |
X Skype |
X Chats |
✔ Comments |

✔ G/PG |
✔ PG-13 |
X Mature |
X Crack |

Format: oOCometheartOo <3