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Description
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BASIC:
Name: Fallenpaw
Gender: Male
Age: 6-12 Moons.
DOB: June 11th, 2016.
Rank: Apprentice.
PHYSICAL:
Short description: A dark brown tom, with only markings running down the left side of his body, whilst the right side of his body is completely white except for his back right leg. He is a nearly duplicate of Fallendreams, his grandfather.
Pelt: Dark Brown, White.
Eyes: Dark pale blue eyes, with specks of green in his left eye.
Pawpads/Nose/Tongue: Patch black paw-pads, Patched Tongue and Pink nose.
PERSONALITY
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HISTORY
Fallenkit, on the 11th of June 2016, is born to a Nursery Helper and a Warrior, Palefawn and Feverfew, born alongside his younger sisters, Milkkit, Almondkit, Swankit and Petalkit. Fallenkit seems to avoid his siblings, and only strand near his mother.
FAMILY:
Parents: Feverfew x Palefawn.
Siblings: Milkkit, Almondkit, Swankit, Petalkit.
Grandfathers: Fallendreams, Chutney.
Grandmothers: Shadeblossom, Marmalade.
Aunties: Dreamcloud, Jinkies, Beans.
Uncles: Wavespirit, Cliffpaw [Deceased], Harley.
Cousins: Too many.
Family tree: [IN THE MAKING]
Relationships:
[ Stranger | Acquaintance. ]
[ Respect | Idol/Look up to ]
[ | Close friend ]
[ Family | Love [Platonic] ]
[ Crush | Love [Romantically] ]
[ Dislike/Not Fond| Despise/Want Dead ]
[ Mate | Ex-Mate/Past Crush ]
[ Apprentice | Mentor ]
[ HIGHCLAN ]
[ Feverfew | 
[ Palefawn |
[ Swanpaw | /
Thought One; 'UGH. What a Goose she is. Honestly, out of all my sisters, she's the least I like. Honestly, where do
I even start?? First off, NO RESPECT. Yes, I may be only few seconds older, but it gives her no right to look down at me. It's
meant to be the other way around. And on top of that, she spread her ugly breath on me. UGH. Honestly, if I could have one wish, it would
be not being related to her. Disgrace to our family honestly.'
[ Petalpaw |
[ Milkpaw |
[ Almondpaw |
[ Friskpaw | 
Thought One; 'They speak funny...but I think they're reasonable.'
[ Kitepaw |
Thought One; TBA
[ Needlepaw |
Thought One; 'She is the most weirdest, spoilt apprentince I have ever met. She is just. Rude.'
Thought One; TBA
TRIVIA
Likes: Warm days and nights, Sleep.
Dislikes: Dirt, Annoyance.
Favourite;
- Colour: Blue, Red.
- Prey: Dove.
- Cat: Feverfew and Palefawn.
- Season: Green-Leaf.
- Time of day: Night.
- Plant: 'I like Rose...thorns.'
Facts;
Fallen has Automysophobia, the fear of being dirty.
Fallen is a bit special. /wink wink/
He does NOT like getting touched. He will whack you.
He's a prodigy.
Voice Actor: Jason Liebrecht [ Hei, Darker than Black ]
Example; www.youtube.com/watch?v=WiS0AB…
Theme Song: TBA
ROLEPLAY
Timezone; AEDT, Australia.
Preferred: Comments, Skype.
RP EXAMPLE
Trouble. Ghostbite hated that word ever since he was a kit. He was scolded to help the elders change their moss. Ghostbite left camp to fetch moss, and hasn't found a lot. Only few patches laying on rock. Not enough though. A grunt of dismay left his muzzle. He couldn't get the thought out of how his little sister, Screechingmiracle didn't help out. She only kept bagging him that an older warrior like him had to go fetch moss.
How'd he get in trouble again? Let's see...going on a patrol when he wasn't mean to...Yep. That was it. Ghostbite didn't like the thought of being useless, but he had a duty and didn't do it so he can slither to a patrol. He was meant to...uh...watch over a few kits just for a few minutes. He couldn't stand kits. Except for his sisters. Well, he did love kits, but the kits gave him a large headache.
After finally latching up the last piece of moss, he returned to the elders den, beginning to change the moss. He received thank you's and he replied with your welcome's. The usual thing. He just gave them a dead silent treatment, not wanting to start a conversation. He didn't hate Elders, but he thinks that they aren't his age to hang out with him. Rude. But that's Ghostbite for ya.
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Comments: 115
Wonderful! Where would you like to rp? I'm not really able to use Discord right now, if that's okay.
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thats fine! ;u;
im good with comments!
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Wonderful!!
Who should start? :^)c
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not at all!
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Pitchdragon was just... She was tired. She'd already had her discussion with Blackstar, but it was obvious nothing would happen. And now, things were obviously going to be jumbled with Stoneclan in the clan. There were also different... Things that were bugging her, but obviously she couldn't mention that to her friend. He was happy, it would seem, so that was all that mattered, right? Didn't stop the fanged she-cat from being at least a little nervous. It wasn't a secret to anyone that she struggled making friends after being dubbed the criminal from the herb thing - which she wasn't, for anyone's information.
But nerves had bitten at her enough to make her second guess herself, and so instead of actually going to her friend, she was just sitting towards the edge of camp, just kind of looking at him. You're being stupid, She thought at herself, knowing that Fallenwings wouldn't mind if she just up and went up to him to talk for a bit, even just a little, but... Still, the worries were still there.
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Fallenwings had returned from a small talk with Duskspark. That
she-cat somewhat intrigued him, so chatting with her wasn't too bad. Though, he perked at the sight
Pitchdragon made him pause. His ears raised up high, padding towards her. "Hey," he
greeted her, looking at her with somewhat concern. He hadn't spoken to her for a bit. But it was
nice seeing her again. She'd been through a lot.
"What've you been up too?" Surprisingly, Fallenwings was partly looking down on her. He had grown
a bit since he last saw her. Wow, a change. But he didn't let that break his concentration, not moving his gave away from
the dark she-cat.
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She startled a bit when he came towards her, and her all-too pointy
grin painted her face. No need to show worry or upset; it wasn't any use to make
a friend upset. "Heya there, stranger." Pitchdragon wasn't sure
what the look on his face meant, but at least it wasn't pity, though it did
grace close to it. Part of her wondered if he'd been avoiding her, so that he
wasn't known as the 'theif's friend'. It was slightly unrealistic, but a possibility,
nonetheless.
The dark she-cat sat up a bit straighter, looking him up and down before landing on his
odd eyes once more. "Well, y'know, just hangin' around. Buggin a few
cats here and there, but they seem to have gotten some strange ideas about me."
She sounded nonchalant about this fact as she cocked her head, a cheshire grin
taking over the other one easily. "And how about you? Stirring up trouble?"
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Sksks Needle needs to apologize for being so rude.
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PFFFF fallen aINT TAKIN IT
id love to see this in action
do you mind starting? ;w;
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Pff- Needle will try her beST.
Could you start? If you don't want to I will
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oH SURE THEN |D
The tom returned from a patrol on this fine, wintery day. He gave a shake of his fur, seeing loose snow fall onto
the ground. Great. His fur, was once more dirty. He hated having to keep cleaning his fur, then called for
duties that required to get dirty. It made him grunt with annoyance. He sat down, in a disappointed
manner, grooming down his fur fast. He hates...doing...this....all the time....
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The molly snorted while she made her way into camp via one of the tunnels. Her thick fur felt heavy with frost and snow so she often had to stop so she could shake her fur, sending small clumps of snow down falling to the ground. She made sure to step over these clumps of snow since she didn't want to deal with wet or chilly paws any longer then she had to today though it really wouldn't have made a difference if she stepped in them or not. She had been hunting for a little while now so her paws were already freezing and her paws felt like they were going to fall off any minute now due to all of the walking through heaps of snow she did.
She usually wouldn't have cut her hunting trip short, especially during leaf-bare but since one of the patrols were returning she had decided to head back to camp as well. She hadn't been able to find much aside from a scrawny mouse anyways so there was no point in being outside any longer. She of course wanted to provide for her clan but unfortunately she wouldn't be able to provide for her clan if she ended up getting sick due to her daily hunting trips. Plus Blizzardbreeze would probably try to confine the calico to camp if he found out that she became sick because she was too stubborn to stop hunting. " He shouldn't worry this much.. it's just hunting.. "
She grumbled this under her breath when she finally entered the camp after what felt like moons. The quiet grumble was rather muffled because of the fact that she was currently carrying the previously mentioned mouse.
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His speckled eyes turned to the familiar calico, Needleheart. His face became
a bit sour at the sight of the she-cat, remembering their little feud when they were
apprentices. But does that mean he got over it? No. He still disliked the she-cat.
He turned his attention away, pretending he never saw the ignorant clan-mate.
He wanted nothing to do with cats he disliked.
He tried to get his mind to happier thoughts before he got frustrated again. His mother
came to mind, since he loves her tonnes. Pitchdragon was probably the closest thing to
a friend, she was strong and fierce, things he liked in a she-cat. His mind was now at ease.
He took a sigh of relief, pushing down his fur back into place.
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wanna rp with Eagleflight in the neutral zone?
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I'd love too! Do you mind starting?
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Would you like to rp with DoW || Hopechaser ? Im trying to get to know everyone in this beautiful group 'v'
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I would very much love that so much welcome to the group by oui
Comments or notes my friend? ;u;
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Do you mind sending a starter? ;u;
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what a beautiful baby, would you like to rp with dandelionbloom?
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Ahh ty ;u; I'd love to tbh!
Do you mind starting? ;u;
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No I don't mind at all? What format would you like me to start in?
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Comments would be great if you don't mind ;w;
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Dandelionbloom rose to her paws, fallen leaves clinging to her pelt but soon rolling off with the movement of her fur while stretching. She groaned gazing at the sky, "Only sun high?Darn it." She had planned to sleep in longer, she had been on countless night patrols in the last moon, it had gotten ahold of her somehow, she had been restless for a while. After she came to her senses she padded towards the center of the clearing, watching the clan buzz and flock around the popular, stronger cats or the more peppy cats. She smiled softly before paying back down in the clearing, feeling the chills of Leaf-Bare grip at her ears and nose.
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Fallenwings had returned from a patrol, placing down a rabbit on the other
kill in the pile. He was slightly tired, but he wasn't bothered by it. What bothered
him was the dirt in his fur. It bothered him so badly. He sat down away from the kill pile
and began to groom down his pelt. "Stupid rabbit having to flick dirt at me. Couldn't it
run in a neat manner..?" He grunted and muttered, licking and spitting the dirt out
of the white side of his pelt.
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It had been a few moons since their last encounter, and Pitchdragon had still felt rather bad at the thought that she could've scared the poor mite. So long it'd been, in fact, that the kiddo'd graduated to be this 'Fallenwings'! Even though she'd never really gotten over being in the mill, one thing she'd never gotten used to in the clans was the naming system. It would make more sense to just, well, you know, just have the first name be the name, and let bygones be bygones. Etc etc.
So, in true Pitchdragon form, the dark she-cat went to go and find the kid again. Maybe he'd be more perceptive now since he was taller now? She really had wanted to be his friend, and when Pitchdragon wanted something, she wasn't going to give up so easily.
The dark and gold she-cat went on the prowl for the mostly white tom, eyes bright as she did. Maybe she could make it so that she was just acting like she was congratulating him and go from there? It was a start?
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Fallenwings had just woken up from a nap since he hardly had any sleep due
to his excitement that still thrived in him. He couldn't help but always think that he finally
became a warrior. And Fallenwings wasn't such a bad name. He gave a small smile to himself.
He hoped he impressed his parents, him and his siblings, of course, showing how far they all came.
Fallenwings sat by under a tree, enjoying the cool shade, and licking down his fur. At the corner
of his eye, he recognized a familiar pelt. Lifting his head, he spotted a dark pelt, female she-cat
pacing around. He recognized her instantly after having a good look. He remembered her from the kitten
mill. He thought about in his head if he should approach her. He gave it a thought as he began to again groom
down his pelt. Maybe he'll approach her, just after he cleans his pelt.
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Pitchdragon's keen eye spotted the tom after a few minutes of searching. He seemed
to be grooming himself, and while to others that would mean that it would be rude or
inappropriate to go bother someone, she saw it as an opportunity to go talk to him. She'd heard
somewhere around the grapevine that he didn't like being dirty, or something like that. So,
he probably wouldn't leave until he was done grooming! It was a fail proof plan!
Sidling up to him, she flashed him a small grin, hoping to sort of hide her fangs that way.
"Heya, kiddo~ Good to see you again. Guess I can't really call ya kiddo anymore, eh, since
yer a big old warrior now! 'grats on that! I bet yer awful excited to be a warrior now, ya?"
She sat near him, but not too close. "Fallenwings~" Testing the name, she nodded, as though
approvingly. "That's a nice name, my guy."
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Fallenwings paused his grooming, to see the she-cat slide over to him, and he
couldn't help but give a chuckle at her. "I wouldn't say old, but yeah, seems like I am~"
It was odd now for Fallenwings, to look slightly down at her, seeing himself boost in height. Looks
like he just has a growth spurt overnight or something. "Thanks." The tom gave a snarky
smile to the she-cat. "Haven't seen you in a bit, how has clan life been for you?" The tom
raised an eyebrow to the she-cat. He was somewhat interested on how the mill cats were taking
clan life. He knew that some mill cats found the naming system confusing and bothering, but maybe
Pitchdragon had a different opinion.
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hey ruby! Do you wanna continue this rp, or would you like to start a new one? ^v^ I really love these two, and i really wanted to keep rping, or rp them again, but the last replies were in july so! Just wondering! ^o^
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ACK, sorry I've been losing track of RP's, we can continue this one if you want! ;3
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It's okay!! I'd love to continue this one! I think it's your turn to go, jsyk! ^v^;
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The dark warrior snorted, giving the tom a look. At least he was not acting
like he was scared of her or anything like that. "Sure, old man~" She
lightly teased. Pitchdragon couldn't have asked for this to go any better than it was
now. Her golden eyes glittered with amusement. "No worries." At his question,
she shrugged, feigning an uncaring nature for a second before smiling once more.
"I couldn't have asked for anythin' better. Even though y'all've got some weird
names, current company excepted, it's a good life. I ain't have any complaints."
She'd prefer it to the mill, at least, and she loved hunting and fighting.
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"Eh, I thought the naming system was really weird at first as well when I was
a kit, but you get used to it." He gave a smirk, shrugging his shoulders. "Well,
what did you do at the mill, any friends you made?" The tom raised an eyebrow, looking
back over to her. Maybe he should as if they should go hunting or go for a walk. It'd be boring
sitting around and just doing nothing. As much as Fallenwings hated to get dirty, he loved to explore.
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"Ooooh, scandalous, Mr. Fallenwings! Questioning the system!" She
purred good naturedly, grinning still. "There was literally nothing to do there it was
kinda boring, actually. But, ya know, I wasn't always a mill cat! Nope! I was what
y'all call a 'loner'. Spent most've my life as one, actually! My sis got captured, and I
tried to bust'er out, but? I got caught instead, and now I'm here~" Pitchdragon
went a little quiet, a knit in her brow. She hadn't thought about her sister in a long while.
She wondered how she was doing. Oh, well. Her family was strong, so she didn't want to
worry about it.
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Fallenwings noticed the quiet pause. He gave a small cough to clear his throat
and smiled, giving her a nudge with his elbow. "Hey, hey bout we find somethin' to do?
We could go hunt or climb some trees in the neutral lands?" He raised an eyebrow,
giving a small cocky looking smirk at her to cheer up the mood. He somewhat blamed himself
to see her like that, she looked better with her smile on her face. Fallenwings turned his
head and flustered red. 'WOAH CHEESY DID I JUST THINK THAT FALLEN WHAT'S WRONG
WITH YOU.'
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She almost jumped when he elbowed her. Wasn't this the cat that she heard
didn't like being touched?? That was.. Weird. But he seemed to have realized her hesitation,
and for that, she was thankful. "That sounds amazing, to be honest. Let's do it, Wings!"
Pitchdragon shook herself, much like a dog probably would, her pointed grin returning as she did.
Was this really that apprentice she'd met when she was younger? He seemed so much
more... Kind? Open? Pitchdragon hoped this meant the two of them were friends.
He seemed like a cool cat.
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[im screaming i love these two]
'Wings?' The tom thought to himself about this nickname, which didn't seem
so bad. He snickered with a cocky looking grin. "I bet I'll beat ya!" And without
hesitation, he dashed. "Don't fall behind slow poke!" I'll show you how much I've
trained to be the great warrior I am!" Fallenwings slightly specialized in speed,
which he's been training more than strength, which is his specialty.
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[IM SCREAMIN me too eeeEEE!!!]
A challenge? Oh. OH ABSOLUTELY. Pitchdragon loved many things
but if there was something she'd never back down from, it was a
good challenge! "Oh you're on!" She wasn't as fast as him,
she knew, but strength counted for things, and if she was strong enough
to go, then she could win! "Then you'd better watch out! Because
I ALSO trained to be the great warrior I am."
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[liKE THEYRE SO CUTE]
Fallenwings was shocked on how she had a fast reaction, speeding up.
He gave a few chuckles and snorted as he continued to run. "Lets see then
what you're made of!" He attempted to sprint faster, but his size may slow
him down and tire him out. He wanted to win this.
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[OH MY GO DI THOUGHT I RESPONDED GOMEN GOMEN GOMEN]
The fanged she-cat had a determined grin on her face, glancing over to Fallenwings and winking.
This was, actually, really fun? She knew it would be, but c'mon, there's always room for doubt.
"The same as you, kitty~ But we'll see who's the best at the finish line!" Pitchdragon
laughed, tail waving behind her as she tested going a bit faster.
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Fallenwings started to tire a bit. But that didn't stop him. He tried to match up
to her, but slowly falling behind, he made a 'tch' noise. He spotted a rock in his way and smirked.
He attempted to pull a stunt.
Fallenwings ran faster and jumped onto the rock, leaping in the air and over her. "Ha! I'll show
you what this 'kitty' is made off!!" He gave a cocky and snarky grin to the she-cat.
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Oo yes pls! Can you start pls? uwub
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(Of course! I hope comments are OK! )
Singedpaw shuffled away from a huge crowd of cats within the clans around her. Normally she was a huge fan of being social and making friends, building a reputation from it, but these kitten mill cats were disgusting. Sleeping in her den, eating her prey. She hissed silently to herself. Personality-wise she had nothing in common with her father. She was outgoing, social, but this was different. Her attitude towards these outsiders mimicked the revolted expression that her father commonly had when near them.
She found herself at peace once away from the stink of the others. Her happiness clung with the clan she was familiar with, not the dozens of enemies that surrounded her ever since the cursed journey began. She sighed, glancing up at the dreary, cloudy sit. Casually she turned to the nearest cat to her, a Tom who had just earned his warrior name Fallenwing, she had grown familiar with the Tom through her father's hatred due to his familiar pelt appearance. "Nice weather we're having eh? " she cast him a playful smile, flashy pearly white fangs.
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Fallenwings perked his ears, looking down at a russet she-cat,
who approached him with a large smile. Fallenwings remembered this she-cat.
She was the offspring of Snaketail, someone his mother detested. He really couldn't
give his opinion on it, so he just dislikes him. But the she-cat wasn't bad in general.
He nodded his head in agreement with the apprentice, having his same neutral look.
"Its definetly better than snow or rain." He gave a soft shrug, raising his head
up to see the small amounts of clouds, and slightly squinted from the sun. He looked
back down at the she-cat and raised an eyebrow. "So how's apprenticehood going with you?"
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"I like the snow and rain" Singedpaw mused, glancing up at the sky, turning her head slightly to one side. "It's better than the same old sunshine and clouds. Rain and storms are relaxing and snow is beautiful. " she gave a relaxed sigh and looked back at him. His expression never changed, the same look. There was no passion or interest in his eyes. His face said nothing. Her tail flicked irritably at his stoic appearance. "My apprenticehood? " she thought about it for a moment. Her apprenticeship had taken place entirely over the journey they'd traveled, she didn't really get the excitement of exploring a new territory or insulting enemy clans over the border. "Hunting is kinda enjoyable, but other than that it's been boring' she huffed "nothing my father couldn't have just shown me"
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