Dovemist And Bluenight

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[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow]
Dovemist

[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
Windclan

[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Warrior

[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
14 Moons

[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
She-Cat

[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
Dovemist is a truly beautiful she cat. She has short cream fur, that professional cat breeders would call lilac. She has greeny-blue eyes that seem to shimmer like the ocean on a sunny day and enchant most cats she meets, though she is to shy to notice this. Ever since she was a kit her beauty was noticed. Even Sunstar herself told Dovemist's mother that she would attract all of the toms from across the forest. But to Dovemist's dismay, all her beauty has brought her is sleazy comments from horrible toms, her perfect mate has not been found... yet. As her coat is so very light, it means her claws aren't black, they are opaque so you can see the tiny pink quick. Her teeth are small and pearly white; her breath is always fresh as she often munches ion mint leaves as she enjoys the taste. Now, from what I have told you, she may seem pretty and sweet, but see her on the battle field and your in for a shock. Her white teeth will be stained with blood, her opaque claws dark with mud and cat fur and her eyes alight with fury.

[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
As A Kit
As An Apprentice
As A Warrior

[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
Dovemist is quite a complicated she-cat. The weather often affects her mood, when the sun is just rising over the horizon, the sky pink and the air warm she will purr in delight and for the rest of the day she will be kind and sociable. Easy to please would be her motto and she will hunt extra, patrol all day and train others apprentices; even if they are not her own. Even if she goes to her den at moonhigh she will be happy for the next sun; and if you are lucky, for another seven suns. But if the dawn is grey, the sky's black with threating clouds and rain falling quick heavy and fast, do not think of coming near her. She will be quick tempered and irritable, not wanting to do anything but sleep. She will feel lethargic and will mostly sleep in the medicine cats den. Although, because most days are cloudy, it is up to her to make up her own mood.

If a mate were to come along, a kind gentle tom cat; with only her best interests at heart, she would become soft and gentle, almost gooey and other she-cats would laugh. Put her in the nursery and she will close her eyes in bliss as she basks in the sun, or snuggles away from the pouring rain as kits climb over her and pull her ears. But if a tom who only wants her for a prize, she will gladly claw his eyes out as she snarls in defiance.

[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Dovekit slowed as he approached DoveClan's entrance. She caught her breath and smoothed down her fluffy white pelt with her tiny pink tongue. She pranced into camp and was confronted by all the cats of DoveClan, all staring at her with sad eyes. She crouched low on the ground and her ears went back as a growl filled her ears.

"Dovekit!"

she slinked across the clearing, blue eyes terrified. Into the leaders den she crawled and was confronted by the windclan Leader, Rosestar.

"I...I'm sorry Rosestar!" she stammered, "I only wanted to hunt for the clan I..."

Rosestar shushed her and her eyes grew sorrowful, and Dovekit grew all the more afraid."Your father died a little while ago Dovekit, I'm so sorry"

Dovekit's eyes widened and she felt a lump grow in her tiny throat "NO!" she yowled and pelted away, ignoring her leaders yowls for her to return. She came face to face with her mother, looking frail and exhausted, she butted into her leg and nuzzled her,whilst crying "You won't leave me will you mother? You'll be her for ever and ever, ever and ever.." she trailed off as her mother licked her pelt and murmured agreement as she looked up at the stars and hoping their new warrior was looking down on them.

[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
Blood

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[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow]
Bluenight

[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]
Thunderclan

[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]
Warrior

[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow]
29 Moons

[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]
Tom

[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
At a first glance, Bluenight can seem rather apprentice like with his shape and size, but if you dare to look again after seeing his sharp, yet softly lit green eyes that are pale and seem more of an aquamarine than a green. But if you Do dare to look back, he is quite the opposite at a second look. Bluenight is a fairly light blue, with an added like dusty effect to the thin furs of his short and shining fur. His main body is a darker blue than the rest of him as his fur changed to a lilac color down his legs, tail, ears and slightly across his face. The tom's basic built is muscular, yet strangely small and thin. His legs are long and muscular, not that the same effect flows through his whole body. His shoulders are broad and muscular but the rest of his body is thin and stream-lined, flowing smoothly from feature to feature. Bluenight's face is a soft wedge shape that fits in gently with his shining white teeth, his soft lavender blue nose, his pale aquamarine eyes and his long crystal white whiskers. All in all Bluenight is a rather handsome young tom.

[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
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[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
Bluenight has an exceptional temperament and is very devoted to his clan. He loves to do whatever he can for the clan and will follow any orders at once. He have an inquisitive nature and can often be seen sitting closely observing the clan, watching for no reason, or a hidden reason. He is a quietly spoken cat with a very soft voice, not willing to contribute to any conversations as he is a rather hidden cat. Bluenight is a very keen warrior and would give anything for his clan, no matter what he might be like.

**Yes, It Does Suck For Me, I'll Rewrite It Later

[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
The morning light shone down on the forest as the thin shape of the Thunderclan warrior moved through the thick branches and leaves that covered the territory. Bluenight's keen ears were pricked to check that he wasn't being followed and his keen sence of smell keeping a look out for any other clans inside the territory. Reching a clearing, The blue tom lept up onto a large rock at the side of the grassy clearing and sat down, looking back into the forest. This was one of his patrols that offen lead nowhere. He would stand here for, god knows how long, just watching the leaves around him and hoping, if not just slightly, that the small figure of his mate would be the first thing to come out of those trees, well, except when he was hungry, then he hoped it would be a mouse, Then his mate. Bluenight gave a smile at his thoughts as they drifted to his daughter and then the Thunderclan. Suddenly the bushes russled making Bluenight leap a mile in the ar, his fur on end. A tiny mouse ran out across the clearing, dissapearing into a hole. Bluenight gave a sigh, his fur twitching with embrassement, glad no one saw him just then.

[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow]
Blood

[::Fawn::]

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