Bushclan character sheets
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Posted 2023-07-08 15:44:07 (edited)
Rank: Warrior Personality: She's a quiet and gentle she-cat despite her large build and known reputation as a warrior. She can take hits and deal some rather rough blows, though she isn't one to instigate fights. She cannot move fast, and she has difficulty climbing due to missing half her tail. She takes orders well and doesn't often start fights though she can have trouble communicating and expressing feelings/emotions/thoughts. She's quiet, and often seems to carry a weight on her shoulders that's grown even heavier since the recent, terrible events that struck the clan. She's polite and tries to be as helpful as she can, especially with the rebuilding of the clan. She will gladly hold a friendly conversation, but she can become a bit socially awkward at times. Gender and sexuality: Female, Bisexual Age: 26 Moons (Roughly) General appearance: This she-cat has a large and brawny build, causing her to often be mistaken for a tom. She has deep, emerald, green eyes with a single scar going along her right cheek and jaw. She has other scars, but they are hidden amongst her thick, coal black fur. She is also missing most of her tail, having more of a bobbed tail instead. She isn't very swift, but she is a good warrior and fighter despite her past injuries. Backstory: She was originally a barn cat on a nearby farm. She lived a very cushy life as a barn cat, her two-legged owners even allowing her to visit inside their home every few days. However, she got into a fight with a neighboring dog while protecting the two-leggeds' child. This caused her to lose her tail, and she almost lost her life. She spent weeks in an odd building where they treated her for her life-threatening injuries, and she was never the same when her owners brought her home. She no longer ventured into the house, and she grew more skittish. She became bitter towards humans and canines, even though she had known what she was doing when she defended the child from the dog. The owners pitied her, and tried to take her with them when they moved homes. They were unable to catch her, and eventually she found her way to Bushclan, where she quickly became a warrior. She kept to herself, however, finding difficulty in opening to the other clan members. She seems to have a forlorn look in her gaze…as if she regrets not trusting others more. Other details: She often will disappear for a few days before returning to the clan, bringing prey for the clan to eat… No one knows where she goes on these short journeys, but some assume it is to visit her old home. She also often has trouble breathing, as she has flare ups of pain from her fight with the dog. She tries not to show the pain, and she usually pushes through, but she can sometimes be seen entering and exiting the medicine cat den. Open for mates: Please pm if interested! That way I don't miss whatever signs you could be sending the large she-cat in the roleplay ^~^ |
spooks.27 #57383 |
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Posted 2023-07-09 11:29:38 (edited)
 design by me, f2u base by swordfangName: Rainbite Rank: Warrior Age: 24 moons (coincidentally much younger than he looks/acts) Gender: Tom (he/him) Sexuality: Demisexual Appearance: A tall and hardened warrior, Rainbite can be quite intimidating to new faces and apprentices. Along with his stoic personality, the warrior often presents himself as expressionless and can be difficult to read. His coat is long and heavy, littered with scars from previous skirmishes with tales that few to none know about. Most notable is his protruding lower canines, which are obviously his namesake. Rainbite has a darkened coat with bengal-like rosettes. His eyes are a sharp yellow. Personality: +++ Dutiful, perceptive, faithful // Confidential, stoic --- Aloof, unpredictable, rigid Work, work, work...Rainbite seems to have few interests outside of partaking in duties such as patrols and hunting. The tom is selectively mute, intentionally avoiding conversation (and questions) and instead carrying out duties to occupy himself (and also to avoid interaction). He comes off as aloof and cold because of how tight-lipped he tends to be. Just what has he gone through? What has he seen? Is he plotting something? Nobody will ever know. It would be easy to understand how he feels or what he wants if he'd talk, but to make matters worse, Rainbite is constantly straight-faced. He can be very difficult to read, therefore making him unpredictable. However, as unpredictable and steely as he might be, Rainbite is a good warrior. In truth, he has good intentions despite potentially having a rough history. Because of his reserved nature, Rainbite is very good at observing his surroundings and his clanmates. In terms of relationships, he is loyal to a fault- mostly because the very few relationships he has are very close and trusted ones. To become a friend of Rainbite's is no easy task, and not for the faint of heart. Backstory: He was not born into BushClan. The tom hails from distant mountains, and ancestors know what might have gone on while he was there. His history is something he never speaks of. He joined BushClan as a young warrior some moons ago, winding up in their camp with what was thought to be fatal injuries. Miraculously, the tom made his recovery. Regardless of how much he was pressed, he never disclosed what happened to him. He never even revealed his real name. His jaw and injuries slowly healed, and he was hesitantly inducted into BushClan as a warrior with the name of "Rainbite" after he proved himself useful in patrolling and hunting for the queens and elderly. To this day, not all of the clan trust him, but he seems to be here to stay and hasn't caused any direct harm as of yet. Other details: Unbeknownst to BushClan, Rainbite was born into a rough rogue clowder that lived in the mountains. He was the clowder's heir. After a rivaling clowder attacked their group to steal their territory, Rainbite's family was beaten to death. He was left for dead after he slunk away and made his way southward and found BushClan to be healed. |
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Posted 2023-07-09 14:41:09 (edited)
Age: 46 Moons Rank: Medicine Cat Personality: Though bitterness could have made him sharp-tongued and angry, Tinyshadow has never let it. Instead, he is a very calm, gentle tom. With a soft voice, warm demeanor, and loads of empathy, Tinyshadow makes for an excellent medicine cat; even if it was not the path he wished to take. Sometimes he does get a bit melancholic, which he attempts to hide from others, but his expressive face means he is very easy to read. In fact, if he is not working with a patient or herbs he can be found staring off into the distance, daydreaming about what might have been. Smart, and a bit of a smartelic, Tinyshadow has no problems going up against much larger cats if it means caring for the wellbeing of an injured cat. Purposefully causing harm to another or acting foolishly is one of the few ways to gain Tinyshadow's ire, and he will happily cut someone with words since he can't really with claws. Outside of that he is quite passive, even submissive, and is never sure how to stand up for himself. He'll roll over quickly in the face of aggression, as long as it is not concerning an injury, and is very much a pacifist. Gender and sexuality: Male/Tom and Gay. He has never outright said this, and because he's medicine cat he's never given it much thought either. General Appearance: This is Tinyshadow. He is, like his name suggests, quite tiny. Not only in terms of height, but in weight and musculature. In fact, he's actually skinny to the point of near emaciation. His ribs are prominent and his backbone sticks out awkwardly. The poor cats head sometimes looks almost to big for his body, with sharp cheekbones and large, yellow eyes. His only saving grace in the look department is that his light grey tabby fur is soft and well-kept. But his right front leg is set at a crooked angle form a bad break as a kit. Backstory: Tinyshadow was born with brittle bone disease, which has impacted his entire life. He did not want to become medicine cat, but even tripping accidently over a branch when playing with another kit meant breaking bones. Which is exactly what happened to his leg. So becoming a warrior was only ever going to be a pipe dream. Instead, he was stuck in the medicine cats den, learning from the elderly Croweyes. He wasn't a fan, but diligently learned what he needed to to become a useful member of the clan. Tinyshadow had no interest in being dead weight, only known as the crippled cat. Luckily the disease did not impact his mind, and Tinyshadow found that he was actually rather smart, able to pick up on things quickly and retain the information. So, while he was not necessarily happy, he was at least content. After Croweyes' passing, Tinypaw became Tinyshadow and he has been aiding his clanmates for the last twenty moons. Has has noticed, however, that as he gets older he is getting worse off. He is always stiff and sore, easily tripping and landing awkwardly. Food does not seem to add weight to him any longer, and he catches illnesses quickly. Though he does not say it aloud, Tinyshadow knowns he's living on borrowed time and wishes to live out what life he has left caring for his clanmates and friends. Other details: The only reason he was not killed in the mudslide was because the medicine cats den was on the opposite side of camp from the initial surge, allowing him just enough time to escape. Image was created by me in Imagine AI |
 Alcarie #5393 |
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Posted 2023-07-11 12:31:15 (edited)
Rank: Young warrior (She's about twenty or so moons; her birth moon wasn't documented by her parents) Personality: Tigermoth is quite a complex individual; her battle-scarred body suggests to cats that don't know her well that she's an aggresive and violent individual. However her closest friends and clanmates know her to be an exceptionally kind and altruistic cat; unfortunately her traumatic past has led to her being quick to fight and she often uses her claws over her words. Gender and sexuality: Cis female and Pansexual Tigermoth is a ginger and cream caliby,, with a large white marking covering her face, she also has white and dark red freckles dotting her face, she has a light brown heart shaped mark on her muzzle. Her coat is medium length with various rosettes on her pelt, as well as sparse cream patches on her pelt, she has a dark red bib on her chest, her tail is covered in rosettes and has a white tip. Backstory: Tigermoth was born as Tiger to absentee parents of a local feral colony; Tiger spent most of her kittenhood fighting over scraps of food stolen from twolegs. Growing up in such an environment meant that Tiger always had to be vigilant as the twolegs often took cats away from the colony never to be seen, she had to learn a lot of tricks causing her fighting style to be different to most of the others in the clan. One day (when Tiger had become 12 moons old) one of Tiger's rival attacked her when she was sleeping and caused a massive wound to her shoulder; Tiger fought valiantly but the injury was too severe and her rival banished her from ever entering the colonies space again, she was to be killed on site. Tiger's eyes fillled with tears as she begged her fellow cats to come to her aid, turning from one friend to the next until her eyes finally fell upon her parents. She smiled hopefully at them but they hissed at her and stood to join her rival. Tiger was heartbroken and limped off yowling threats and promises to the cats who abandoned her. She made it to the side of the river and smelt a great many herbs; she was exhausted and collapsed on the ground, the pain from her wound no longer bothering her. As she dreamt she was approached by a starry moth, surprised she woke up but the moth was still present, she attempted to approach it but yowled in pain. Her yowls attracted Tinyshadow who approached her and tended to her wounds, till she could finally walk again. She was escorted back to Bushclan where she met Owlstar and explained her story. Owlstar appeared impartial till she spoke of the starry moth; he then asked Tiger if she wished to join, she said that she did and was made an apprentice to the leader himself. After moons in the medicine cat den healing (and arguing with Tinyshadow about how well she had healed) and attempting to learn about the clan from the sickbed (she felt for her new clanmates after learning all the trials they went through) she was finally named Tigermoth in her warriors ceremony on the day that she finally bested Owlstar in combat (per her own request as she wished to be an asset to Bushclan and not a hindarance). Tigermoth sat her vigil outside the clans entrance and saw a moths wing on the ground infront of her, she smiled and placed it behind her ear, vowing to always protect Bushclan and her clanmates. Other details: Tigermoth has a large scar on her right shoulder that slighty impairs her movement, she has a slight limp that she is able to manage by swimming in the rivers near Bushclan Mates: Open to it, but please pm me so I know :) |
𓆏Shetan🐝 #92708 |
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Posted 2023-07-11 17:02:33
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 Cornsnake enthusiast #62470 |
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Posted 2023-07-12 20:35:11 (edited)
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Echo|TheMerleBreeder #125190 |
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Posted 2023-07-15 13:06:42
Age: 21 moons Rank: Warrior Personally: She is a flirt is every sense of the word. She flirts with any she-cat that can walk and talk. She is sweet, too, but often times her flirtatous manor causes her to get distracted. Especially if the she is her type. Gender and sexuality: female, lesbian General appearance: ((How do i add a picrew pic?)) she's a small, furry and fast cat. Some might thinks she's a maine coon, if it wearnt for her rabbit-size stature. She has a nub a tail, with her long furr, looks just like a black spotted rabbit tail. She's mostlynblack with light brown and brown markings, and white spots all over. She has blue eyes, though her right is darker then the left. Backstory: found as a kit and brought into the clan, she was so small some thought she was already too far gone to save. But turns out she's just a small breed. Some cats think her mother mated with a rabbit or bunny because of how bunny-like she can be, with her larger back legs and how high she can jump. Other details: she likes to give love nips. Its another form a flirting for her, so dont be offended if she nips your ear or paw Open for mates: I actually made her for halftail <3 |
Echo|TheMerleBreeder #125190 |
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Posted 2023-07-15 14:41:47 (edited)
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Cornsnake enthusiast #62470 |
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Posted 2023-07-22 18:53:26
Age:6 moons Rank: medicine cat apprentice Personality: Shade'paw is a kind apprentice who can be bitter at times due to her injury which makes her unable to be a warrior apprentice but she loves the cats she gets to help and she wouldn't trade it for the world she is very nurturing and caring and sometimes a bit of a gooofball Gender and sexuality female, lesbian General appearance:  Base by Free to use furry bases (felines) Backstory:she was born in the clan by her mother Robin'Step and her dad was nowhere to be seen her mother always told Shade'paw that her father had died fighting but she never told Shade'paw his name and then the mudslide happened and her mother died and she got trapped and it injured her leg badly leaving her back left leg crippled and she had to give up her dream of being a warrior to become a medicine cat apprentice Other details:she has a crippled leg Open for mates:no (but later on her life she will be) Also I have a time limit on my phone so I can only play from 3:30 MST to 8:45 MST |
RavensofThoughtandMemory #125188 |
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Posted 2023-07-22 22:10:35
Age: 28 Moons Rank: Warrior Personally: A trusting himbo. Would rather solve things peacefully than with violence. However, his friendly demeanor does have a limit. Once reached he is skilled and deadly. Gender and sexuality: Tomcat that goes by he/him pronouns. Demisexual General appearance: Large, muscular, ginger mainecoon. He is missing the tip of his right ear, and has scaring to his left thigh, his right side, and nose bridge.  At this time Fox'glove was known as Poppy'Kit for his orange-tinted coat, and his name stayed as such till a few moons later when he was a warrior apprentice. While out exploring the edge of Bushclan territory, as rambunctious cats did, he came face to face with a fox. A very one sided fight ensued. The fox bringing him to an inch of his life. Fox'glove somehow managed to make a solid bite to the fox's jugular. Fox'glove held tight for the fleeting life he had. Once again luck was on his side. Pebble'star was on a stroll nearby with his deputy when the commotion happened. The two cats rushed in and finished off the thrashing fox. Fox'glove was once again brought to the medicine cat's care. When he regained his mobility a ceremony was held to dub him a new name. Fox'paw in order to take the name of the creature he had managed to hold his own against. He aged, as all cats inevitably do. He was granted the title of warrior and then the name Fox'glove after proving to have a deadly and stealthy efficiency to him in battle. Other details: N/A Open for mates: Absolutely :3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Sparrow'Paw Age: 11 Moons Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice Personally: Very soft spoken and kind. She has a bubbly friendliness to her when you know her, but her tone always keeps a softness to it. She thinks every cat deserves a try. She knows that sometimes cats are given a bad lot so she thinks that so long as they are actively trying to be better they deserve kindness and trust. Gender and sexuality: She cat that goes by she/her pronouns. She is young so she isn't sure, tom cat are kinda cute sometimes though. She likes strong, passionate voices. General appearance: Slim and lanky savannah cat. She is more legs than body. Sandy brown color to her coat, with Black rosettes and face markings. She has a white chin, chest, and underbelly. She has clear milky eyes. She has little fangs poking out from the bottom of the upper lips.  Other details: N/A Open for mates: Baby rn, so maybe when she is older. |
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