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((Lol Bear! It's url link says downton abbey forum but sure why not, throw some warrior stuff in here XD ))

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I believe I am all done!

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Haha what name?

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Deputy (possibly soon to be elder): Bluefang - Older, skinny, long tom with a short pelt.  He has a blue-gray pelt with lots of white speckles because of his age.  His eyes are amber. He is fast but is winded easily. He is smart and proud. His children are Turtlewing, Lionfrost, and Bramblepaw.

(warrior)Lionfrost - strong, muscular tom with a very light golden pelt.  Its nearly white, and short.  but his chest is more fluffy than the rest of him. His eyes are gray like his mothers were. He had one He is very closed off , but has a very good heart. He is better at fighting due to his body type. He would like to find a mate.

(warrior)Turtlewing- Turtlewing is a very skinny, long shecat.  Her pelt is tortishell, with the base being white and the patches being all different types of browns.  Her eyes are gray like her moms, her father is Bluefang. She is a go getter, she doesn't like to be stuck in camp and loves to hunt.  She doesn't plan on having a mate.

(Apprentice) Bramblepaw- Bramblepaw is an oddball.  He is the same age as his brother and sister, but has had to be an apprentice longer because he suffered from an injury.  Just before his warrior ceremony, a badger attacked and he was basically made into a badger chew toy.  His left ear was basically ripped to shreds so there is only a bit left of the poor ear.  The damage doesn't stop there, the claw and bite marks are all over his  body, but none are too bad, until you look at his left side.  His shoulder was badly clawed, so bad in fact that he couldn't walk with it for moons. He had to slowly work to get the use of the leg back.  His fur is short and dark gray.  He has gray eyes (they seem to be a signature for his littermates). He has just recently been able to start his duties again.  He is a very proud cat, he works harder than many his age so that he can hopefully become a warrior soon.  He is sort of grumpy and has been ever since the accident.

Rye(perhaps Ryebreeze, not sure......) Rye seems like an intimidating tom, he actually knows how to fight well but with not much of a hunting skill. However, he likes to use words and often comes of as wise, to the innocent's mistake. This tom knows all about Tribe life, and seems to know a lot about Clan life too....... Will he be dangerous? (Almost a Sol reference there. xD)

Rye is a not very bright, but rather faded, golden ginger tom with pale yellow golden tabby stripes. He possesses pale green eyes that change to light golden yellow, lighter than his coat. He is not very large,
but has somewhat broad shoulders and can't be considered small. A notable thing about him is his height- very tall.  

Loner

Haha, total Sol reference. Hey, maybe he falls in love with Heathercloud (:

((haha hey guys! anybody feel like rpin?))

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Rye(perhaps Ryebreeze, not sure......) Rye seems like an intimidating tom, he actually knows how to fight well but with not much of a hunting skill. However, he likes to use words and often comes of as wise, to the innocent's mistake. This tom knows all about Tribe life, and seems to know a lot about Clan life too....... Will he be dangerous? (Almost a Sol reference there. xD)

Rye is a not very bright, but rather faded, golden ginger tom with pale yellow golden tabby stripes. He possesses pale green eyes that change to light golden yellow, lighter than his coat. He is not very large,
but has somewhat broad shoulders and can't be considered small. A notable thing about him is his height- very tall.  

Loner

I forgot to add, 13 moons!

((Heyy im on here too))

Rye weaved through stalks of grain and grass, his pale leaf green eyes intensely fixed ahead of him. The tom had learned his way around a meadow, what to do and how to be quiet and unknown to the enemy. I am approaching Clan territory. Do I want to trespass? I know their ways....... Just near the border then.

Turtlewing was in a hunting patrol with a few other cats. Her ears pricked up and her senses were on high alert for any movement on the moor. She slowly made her way away from the group in hopes of better finding food on her own. She finally spotted something, crouched down, and waited. She became the grass, and the creature.. Rabbit? didnt spot her until it was too late. She chased after it as it made a final attempt to escape. Turtlewing chased it to the border and then finally made her kill. "Took long enough." She said, catching her breath. Once the smell of rabbit left her though, another appeared. She looked around, seeing a tom coming up along the border. She tuffed up her fur and waited. "Who goes there?!"

Rye snorted at the approaching she cat. "Might as well not keep silent. Do not worry, I won't cross your borders! What an impressive catch." She smells of Clan...... "That will feed your Clan well. I have always loved the open moor and heath, as well as meadows." The tom started licking and gnawing at his leg fur, and finally sat down calmly and relaxed. "Where are my manners? Greetings, I am Rye." The tom bowed his head. "Although Tribe customs are kinder....." He muttered under his breath.