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Description
General InformationName ..Spottedkit [Advanced from Rank]
Spottedpaw [Advanced from Rank]
Spottednose
Spottedstar [Unobtained]

Age ..14 moons

Gender ..Cis. Female

Clan ..Lionclan

Rank ..
Warrior

PersonalityAlert || Forthright || Responsible || Self-conscious || Sarcastic || Aggressive || Nihilistic || Irascible ||

Spottednose was named Spottednose for a reason. One, for her speckled nose, but two, for her keen senses. She's very alert and always on guard. Spottednose always is listening to the world around her. Because of how alert she can be, she has never been successfully pranked. Many cats have tried to creep up behind her and catch her off guard, but they haven't been able to because she's always been able to scent them or hear them before they yell "Boo!"

Spottednose is also a very forthright she-cat. She's always straightforward and honest, never afraid to speak her mind. She, like her sister Cinderfur has done before, has often been the devils advocate during clan meetings. She won't be afraid to say what she thinks, she doesn't care if others don't like it. They need to deal with it.

Spottednose has always been a responsible she-cat, even if she can be a bit short with others. She has been willing to take the blame in the past for "crimes" her sister has committed. She will take liability for anything she has done wrong, and she will accept her punishment with none of the usual aggression she often possesses.

This young warrior has always been self-concious. She's always been very critical of her blindness, feeling terrible for being different. She wishes that she was just ordinary and had never been born blind. Not because it hinders her in any way, she just hates not being able to see the world and see herself. She hates not knowing what she looks like, and not being able to experience the world the way she should have been able to explore the world. Spottednose doesn't care if cats don't like her for opinions, but she can't stand it when they judge her for her blindness. It just..hurts.

Spottednose could be one of the most sarcastic cats in LionClan, if she tried hard enough. Her witty remarks can be somewhat off-putting, but they can also add humor to whatever situation she and the other cat she's with is. Spottednose's sarcasm can also be her way of "breaking the ice" between another cat and herself.

While her sister, Cinderfur, had always believed in StarClan as far as Spottednose knew. Spottednose on the otherhand, has never believed in StarClan and she thinks she never will. No matter what amount of proof, Spottednose absolutely rejects their so called "warrior ancestors." The warrior believes we should focus on the here and the now instead of wasting time trying to talk to "ghosts" that aren't there.

Spottednose has always had something of a temper. Her fuse is short, and she can't stand cats who are so stubborn they won't see the easier way. She tends to get so frustrated and annoyed, she'll start full on yelling just because whoever she's mad at doesn't get why her way would be so much easier for the both of them.

Family
Mother: Stormbreeze, NPC (alive)
Father: Bridlenose, NPC (alive)
Sibling: Cinderfur, @/Lycanror (alive)

Mate & Kits
Sexual Orientation: Lesbian
Romantic Orientation: Homoromantic
Mate: Nooo
Attraction(s): nuupe
Kits: nnOOOOOooOOooOoOOo

Relationship
Stormbreeze: You're a piece of Foxdung for disowning Cinderfur and I. You and Dad both. I hate you.
Brindlenose: I just want to let you know you're just as bad as Mom. I hate you.
Cinderfur: Cinderfur...Cinderfur I'm sorry that you had to go through that crap with Mom and Dad. Don't worry, we have Hawkstep now, yeah? Anyways, I'm sorry if I haven't been talking to you more lately. I was caught up with training. Now that I'm a warrior, though, we can spend more time together. I can't wait. I love you.
Stormbelly: You were my mentor. I found it kind of weird that Hawkstep's former mentor and Dad was teaching me. So..you were kinda my Grandpa? I don't know. You're alright, I guess. Worked me to the bone. I can appreciate that, I guess.

History
Kithood ..

Spottedkit was born inside the WindClan nursery alongside her sister Cinderkit, with their mother Stormbreeze happily nursing the new arrivals. Eventually, as the two opened their eyes and began to wander outside of the nursery, they began playing with the other clan members-their favorite game probably being them hiding in the fresh-kill pile and jumping out to scare unsuspecting cats. Their lives were full of fun and games.

They had made fun with the other kits, and Cinderkit was especially close to her sister. She felt as if they were both inseparable, and always stuck to her sister’s side. Spottedkit seemed to be the shyer kit, although Cinderkit had been shy at first. She didn't play as much for fear that the others would make fur of her if she tripped or slipped

Apprenticeship ..

Kithood flew by quickly, and Spottedkit was now Spottedpaw. Spottedpaw was given Stormbelly as a mentor, an ambitious senior warrior who had finished mentoring his son, Hawkstep, only a while ago. Stormbelly pushed Spottedpaw to her limits, training her hard every single day until late afternoon. He took her blindness in mind, and tailored her training to help her raise her awareness. Soon, Spottedpaw was able to move just as quickly as any other cat could. Her training went on, and everyday Spottedpaw came back stronger both physically and mentally.

But in the middle of all this, Spottedpaw started to notice her parents had been visiting her and Cinderpaw less. They had started to ignore the two young apprentices. They wouldn't talk to either Cinderpaw or Spottedpaw. Spottedpaw didn't seem to mind much, more focused on her training then anything else. But she had noticed it took a toll on Cinderpaw. Spottedpaw shook it off, deciding to not concern herself in such matters. She needed to focus on becoming the perfect warrior! She didn't have time for family drama.

A couple moons later, a fire struck WindClan. The moor was engulfed in flames, and WindClan was forced to flee. The WindClan leaders were killed in the fire as many other cats were. Fortunately, Spottedpaw found that nobody dear to her had been killed. Soon after the travesty, WindClan moved into ThunderClan's camp, where they were lead by Palestar and Smokestar. Things seemed...peaceful, now. So, Spottedpaw continued her training with Stormbelly to become a warrior.

After the moor grew back, it was finally time to go home. WindClan prepared to go back to the growing moor, but then they found Palestar was killed by a rogue on the border. Everybody in WindClan was devastated, save for Spottedpaw. She had never formerly talked to the WindClan leader, so what did it matter anyways? WindClan carried on and built a new home for themselves. Beestorm stepped up as Beestar and made Hawkstep her deputy. Hawkstep was also made Cinderpaw's new mentor.

After moons of peaceful life in the new camp, WindClan's deputy was struck by a Twoleg trap. WindClanners started disappearing left and right, blood and fur was left in closed traps. Hawkstep was luck enough to get away before the twolegs came to get him. Desperate to have her clan survive, Beestar devised a plan with Smokestar to merge ThunderClan and WindClan to become LionClan. This decision, Spottedpaw decided, she liked. It was a smart one. Though, there would be more clan to feed, which is hard enough in the middle of leaf-bare, but they would have both territories, so what would it matter? The night before the Gathering where ThunderClan and WindClan would become LionClan, Spottedpaw was named Spottednose, for her keen senses and speckled nose.

Warriorhood ..

tba

Roleplay Information & Credits
Methods...
Skype || Yes
Notes || No
Discord || Yes

Art by me!
Bio format by @/ToeBeaner

Roleplay Example
Taken from a roleplay done in @/The-Golden-Butterfly with my character Buttercup
A purple-yellow light soothingly drifted in from the outside, and from her Meep and Peep’s nest; Buttercup snuggled up peacefully. The tiny kitten was tired from the day of play, and was fully prepared to sleep. Peep and Meep had left though; her siblings too, were somewhere probably galavanting around the cave and causing trouble. She was alone…she was afraid. The dark would come soon, and Buttercup didn’t like the dark. The dark was not fun. Shadows danced along the walls, either from Shadow-Triber’s powers or from the moonlight hitting the cave walls. Either way, the shadows scared her. Buttercup buried her nose in the nest, which was still warm from when Meep and Peep were last in it. She breathed in their scent, squeezing her eyes shut tightly while trying to think of what outside in the daylight looked like. Buttercup often sat at the cave’s entrance, watching birds fly by high above the sky. Warm…Sunny….Bright….. Those were only a few things that the outside looked like. Not like the Big Cave, where shadows loomed above her head and the darker corners and tunnels of the cave threatened her with a black abyss of nothing. Buttercup shuddered slightly, trying to press herself down into the comfortable moss bed. At the faint sound of pawsteps, her head shot up— expecting it to be one of her siblings or Meep and Peep. But instead, it was the slightly familiar face of Aja and his bird. Buttercup put on her biggest grin, waving over to them with her lion-like tail. "Sure you can!!" The kitten purred, bapping the moss ball back and forth between her paws, pupils dilating in happiness and excitement

Description
General InformationName ..Spottedkit [Advanced from Rank]
Spottedpaw [Advanced from Rank]
Spottednose
Spottedstar [Unobtained]

Age ..14 moons

Gender ..Cis. Female

Clan ..Lionclan

Rank ..
Warrior

PersonalityAlert || Forthright || Responsible || Self-conscious || Sarcastic || Aggressive || Nihilistic || Irascible ||

Spottednose was named Spottednose for a reason. One, for her speckled nose, but two, for her keen senses. She's very alert and always on guard. Spottednose always is listening to the world around her. Because of how alert she can be, she has never been successfully pranked. Many cats have tried to creep up behind her and catch her off guard, but they haven't been able to because she's always been able to scent them or hear them before they yell "Boo!"

Spottednose is also a very forthright she-cat. She's always straightforward and honest, never afraid to speak her mind. She, like her sister Cinderfur has done before, has often been the devils advocate during clan meetings. She won't be afraid to say what she thinks, she doesn't care if others don't like it. They need to deal with it.

Spottednose has always been a responsible she-cat, even if she can be a bit short with others. She has been willing to take the blame in the past for "crimes" her sister has committed. She will take liability for anything she has done wrong, and she will accept her punishment with none of the usual aggression she often possesses.

This young warrior has always been self-concious. She's always been very critical of her blindness, feeling terrible for being different. She wishes that she was just ordinary and had never been born blind. Not because it hinders her in any way, she just hates not being able to see the world and see herself. She hates not knowing what she looks like, and not being able to experience the world the way she should have been able to explore the world. Spottednose doesn't care if cats don't like her for opinions, but she can't stand it when they judge her for her blindness. It just..hurts.

Spottednose could be one of the most sarcastic cats in LionClan, if she tried hard enough. Her witty remarks can be somewhat off-putting, but they can also add humor to whatever situation she and the other cat she's with is. Spottednose's sarcasm can also be her way of "breaking the ice" between another cat and herself.

While her sister, Cinderfur, had always believed in StarClan as far as Spottednose knew. Spottednose on the otherhand, has never believed in StarClan and she thinks she never will. No matter what amount of proof, Spottednose absolutely rejects their so called "warrior ancestors." The warrior believes we should focus on the here and the now instead of wasting time trying to talk to "ghosts" that aren't there.

Spottednose has always had something of a temper. Her fuse is short, and she can't stand cats who are so stubborn they won't see the easier way. She tends to get so frustrated and annoyed, she'll start full on yelling just because whoever she's mad at doesn't get why her way would be so much easier for the both of them.

Family
Mother: Stormbreeze, NPC (alive)
Father: Bridlenose, NPC (alive)
Sibling: Cinderfur, @/Lycanror (alive)

Mate & Kits
Sexual Orientation: Lesbian
Romantic Orientation: Homoromantic
Mate: Nooo
Attraction(s): nuupe
Kits: nnOOOOOooOOooOoOOo

Relationship
Stormbreeze: You're a piece of Foxdung for disowning Cinderfur and I. You and Dad both. I hate you.
Brindlenose: I just want to let you know you're just as bad as Mom. I hate you.
Cinderfur: Cinderfur...Cinderfur I'm sorry that you had to go through that crap with Mom and Dad. Don't worry, we have Hawkstep now, yeah? Anyways, I'm sorry if I haven't been talking to you more lately. I was caught up with training. Now that I'm a warrior, though, we can spend more time together. I can't wait. I love you.
Stormbelly: You were my mentor. I found it kind of weird that Hawkstep's former mentor and Dad was teaching me. So..you were kinda my Grandpa? I don't know. You're alright, I guess. Worked me to the bone. I can appreciate that, I guess.

History
Kithood ..

Spottedkit was born inside the WindClan nursery alongside her sister Cinderkit, with their mother Stormbreeze happily nursing the new arrivals. Eventually, as the two opened their eyes and began to wander outside of the nursery, they began playing with the other clan members-their favorite game probably being them hiding in the fresh-kill pile and jumping out to scare unsuspecting cats. Their lives were full of fun and games.

They had made fun with the other kits, and Cinderkit was especially close to her sister. She felt as if they were both inseparable, and always stuck to her sister’s side. Spottedkit seemed to be the shyer kit, although Cinderkit had been shy at first. She didn't play as much for fear that the others would make fur of her if she tripped or slipped

Apprenticeship ..

Kithood flew by quickly, and Spottedkit was now Spottedpaw. Spottedpaw was given Stormbelly as a mentor, an ambitious senior warrior who had finished mentoring his son, Hawkstep, only a while ago. Stormbelly pushed Spottedpaw to her limits, training her hard every single day until late afternoon. He took her blindness in mind, and tailored her training to help her raise her awareness. Soon, Spottedpaw was able to move just as quickly as any other cat could. Her training went on, and everyday Spottedpaw came back stronger both physically and mentally.

But in the middle of all this, Spottedpaw started to notice her parents had been visiting her and Cinderpaw less. They had started to ignore the two young apprentices. They wouldn't talk to either Cinderpaw or Spottedpaw. Spottedpaw didn't seem to mind much, more focused on her training then anything else. But she had noticed it took a toll on Cinderpaw. Spottedpaw shook it off, deciding to not concern herself in such matters. She needed to focus on becoming the perfect warrior! She didn't have time for family drama.

A couple moons later, a fire struck WindClan. The moor was engulfed in flames, and WindClan was forced to flee. The WindClan leaders were killed in the fire as many other cats were. Fortunately, Spottedpaw found that nobody dear to her had been killed. Soon after the travesty, WindClan moved into ThunderClan's camp, where they were lead by Palestar and Smokestar. Things seemed...peaceful, now. So, Spottedpaw continued her training with Stormbelly to become a warrior.

After the moor grew back, it was finally time to go home. WindClan prepared to go back to the growing moor, but then they found Palestar was killed by a rogue on the border. Everybody in WindClan was devastated, save for Spottedpaw. She had never formerly talked to the WindClan leader, so what did it matter anyways? WindClan carried on and built a new home for themselves. Beestorm stepped up as Beestar and made Hawkstep her deputy. Hawkstep was also made Cinderpaw's new mentor.

After moons of peaceful life in the new camp, WindClan's deputy was struck by a Twoleg trap. WindClanners started disappearing left and right, blood and fur was left in closed traps. Hawkstep was luck enough to get away before the twolegs came to get him. Desperate to have her clan survive, Beestar devised a plan with Smokestar to merge ThunderClan and WindClan to become LionClan. This decision, Spottedpaw decided, she liked. It was a smart one. Though, there would be more clan to feed, which is hard enough in the middle of leaf-bare, but they would have both territories, so what would it matter? The night before the Gathering where ThunderClan and WindClan would become LionClan, Spottedpaw was named Spottednose, for her keen senses and speckled nose.

Warriorhood ..

tba

Roleplay Information & Credits
Methods...
Skype || Yes
Notes || No
Discord || Yes

Art by me!
Bio format by @/ToeBeaner

Roleplay Example
Taken from a roleplay done in @/The-Golden-Butterfly with my character Buttercup
A purple-yellow light soothingly drifted in from the outside, and from her Meep and Peep’s nest; Buttercup snuggled up peacefully. The tiny kitten was tired from the day of play, and was fully prepared to sleep. Peep and Meep had left though; her siblings too, were somewhere probably galavanting around the cave and causing trouble. She was alone…she was afraid. The dark would come soon, and Buttercup didn’t like the dark. The dark was not fun. Shadows danced along the walls, either from Shadow-Triber’s powers or from the moonlight hitting the cave walls. Either way, the shadows scared her. Buttercup buried her nose in the nest, which was still warm from when Meep and Peep were last in it. She breathed in their scent, squeezing her eyes shut tightly while trying to think of what outside in the daylight looked like. Buttercup often sat at the cave’s entrance, watching birds fly by high above the sky. Warm…Sunny….Bright….. Those were only a few things that the outside looked like. Not like the Big Cave, where shadows loomed above her head and the darker corners and tunnels of the cave threatened her with a black abyss of nothing. Buttercup shuddered slightly, trying to press herself down into the comfortable moss bed. At the faint sound of pawsteps, her head shot up— expecting it to be one of her siblings or Meep and Peep. But instead, it was the slightly familiar face of Aja and his bird. Buttercup put on her biggest grin, waving over to them with her lion-like tail. "Sure you can!!" The kitten purred, bapping the moss ball back and forth between her paws, pupils dilating in happiness and excitement