Water That Flows Over Rocks

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A dark she-cat with saphire eyes. Darkpath has a free spirit, that comes with a caged past. She has a dark indigo feather tucked behind her ear, giving her the strength and faith, to move forward. Her behavior is some-what prickly at times, but every cat has their reasons.

Mother : Brokenwing

Father : Bloodstar

Mate : None

                     River where fish swim

Name: river/ river where fish swim

rank: A Hunter

Gender: she-cat

Mate: none

                                         character number one:RainingFire

Story: When RainingFire was young her mom always told her that someday she would be a legend to be pasted down for centries to come. RainingFire loved her mom very dearly. She did everything with her mom, until the day that a group of bandit's came. The bandit's robbed them of everything they owned and set there small shelter on fire. RainingFire escaped the flams but her dear mother who meant the world to her, got traped inside the buring shelter. She tried desperately to get her mother out. Her mother said "Stop, it'll be ok, I love you so very much, that's why you haft to go, your my little legend, so promise me, you'll be strong" So Rainingfire stoped, she stoud and whatched as her loveing mother, the one who had always been there for her and cared for her get consumed in the flams. She had no one left to turn to, to take care of her as her loveing mother had, she felt as if she was alone in the world, all alone. And the adventure begin's, an adventure to travel the relm's and become the Legend that her loveing mother always wanted her to be.

Description: She's a loner, tight fisted, really shy, dose'nt ever seem at ease around stranger's, If you look deep into her eyes you can see the fire that consumed her mother, burning,  when she look's deep into any fire, she can still see her beloved mother, suffering, and she named herslf rainingfire her real name is unknown.

                                                  characture number two:Cadby

Tribe name:Light that shines through darkness

Gender: Male

speices: A mix

Single,Crush: Nobody yet...

personality: Cadby is quirky, independent and stubborn but once you get past his hard outer shell he's a really nice and fun loveing tom.

back Story: Cadby was the runt of the litter so his parent's did'nt have time for him. Cadby's brothers and sisters always bossed him around.When Cadby turned seven he decided he'd had enough of geting shunned by his parents and being bullied by his siblings, So that night he ran away to go find a better home. He was near the mountains when it began to snow, Cadby had never seen snow before so he was quite fascinated but he realized that it began to get colder and colder. Soon Cadby collapsed on the frosty white ground unable to move. As he began to feel numb from the cold, he saw a blurry figure geting closer and closer. The figure Cadby was seeing was a brownish orange cat with a long fluffy tail, the cat picked him up by the scruff and carried him to a big rock. The mysterious tom set him down on the large rock and asked him "Where are your parents and what tribe are you from?" There was silence and finally the tom spoke "Fine, my name's Kirill. Do you wish to come with me?" Cadby began to growl at Kirill. "Ok, do you want to freeze to death? If you don't freeze right away how do you expect to get food?" Cadby ignores Kirill and continues to growl. Kirill sighs and says " This is pointless. " and grabbed Cadby by the scruff, Cadby was too weak to struggle so Kirill carried him to a warm shelter.

Over the years Cadby and Kirill become closer and closer. Soon Cadby looked up to Kirill as his older brother.They are curently residing at the tribe of rushing water.

Name:Christine

Single,Crush: Nobody... yet.. :3

A totally white She-cat and very missguideing however you spell it...

rank:kitty pet

Name:BloodTalon

Single,Crush:NOBODY

An almost totally black cat with alittle bit of red furr on his head and alot of blood stains he can be nice at times but don't even try to pick a fight with him...

Rank:Rouge

Name:Gabriel

Crush:Nobody

A little gray tom kit, with blue eyes and is very curious

Rank:Donno really he sticks wit his mom and shes a loner, whiiitch I geuss makes him a loner too.

Parents:Evu

Name:Toby

A little orange tom kit with green eyes and an adittude. Hes pretty adventerous hes always going and geting himself into trouble.

Rank:Loner, but slowly edging toward Rouge.

Parents:Unknown

Name: Kirill

Gender: Male

Species: Siberian 

Mate/Kits: None, refuses to ackonowlege Cadby as his adopted kit and prefers to refer to him as a younger brother

Age: In his early 30's(around human years) 

Personality: Kirill is a smart, mature, older cat. He doesn't get angered easily and is very tolerant although he does have his limits. Kirill is very friendly and is very loyal to those close to him. He's fascinated with water and likes playing with it and will take a bath when he deems it necessary although he doesn't exactly enjoy it. Because of his long fur, Kirill gets hot very easily and prefers cold weather and staying in the shade. His three-layered fur also becomes tangled if left unattended for a few weeks, although Kirill does his best to keep it untangled. 

Background: Raised in a loving family with several brothers and sisters in the Tribe of Rushing Water, Kirill was raised in the colder parts of the land. When he reached his "teen" years however he became a lot wilder and independent until finally he ran away from home, believing he was more than capable enough to take care of himself farther up the mountains. Although he was gravely mistaken and had to quickly mature in order to survive.

While he was on his own around his early 20's Kirill stumbled across a struggling Calico cat  by the name of Cadby that wasn't from any of the other clans and far too young to be out on its own, still just a mere child. Not wanting the kitten to have to deal with what he had to deal with, Kirill offered a home and an easier life for the young kit. When Cadby refused however, Kirill forcefully took the kit with him and has treated him like a younger brother since then. 

Eventually Kirill went back to the Tribe and patched things up with his family before becoming a member again with Cadby. The two now live in their own den in the Tribe, with Cadby still under Kirill's care. 

                                                Fallen

There is a cat that roams the Outskirts, a long-furred one with a tabby pelt of many shades of brown. Her delicate face is framed with a mane of gold, and also adorned with a set of vivid peridot eyes and long, graceful whiskers.. She has a petite build meant for hunting, and dainty paws handy for gathering and assorting herbs (if she should ever need to). Her name is Fallen. She is swift and limber, but isn't skilled in intense fighting. She doesn't have a brilliant memory. In fact, she's a bit forgetful. She is also shy and timid to everyone, and although she's not hostile, she wouldn't dream of the life of a kittypet. You see, her mother, Escense, was a kittypet, and after Fallen set off on her own, Escense was constantly shut inside the Twoleg den, and unable to contact her daughter. So, Fallen stopped hanging around the Twoleg place as much and decided to spend her time in the woods, were she wouldn't be mistaken for a kittypet and cornered by Upwalker kits trying to stroke her. In the forest, while she was hunting one day, she accidentially fell into a narrow fox den. It had the forlorn scent of abandonment, and the lonely little burrow comforted her. So, she resided in it at night: never really considered it her quarters, but it soon grew to become her home. It is a quirky little place: narrow enough for a slender warrior to get into, but no stocky feline in their right mind wouldn't attempt squeezing themselves into it. Inside it is actually more wide and roomy: she has a small nest made out of soft moss and feathers and some Upwalker stuff (pieces of blankets, rags, fluff, and things like that.) which is lined with wildflowers and some crystals.. She has a fresh kill pile for herself: it usually consists of one or two mice or a vole. She also has an herb pile, for she knows a bit about them. In the cracks and crevices made of dirt, Fallen stores funny little odds that she finds: sometimes old Upwalker things she finds in the dumpster (she has a soda cap, a shard from a mirror, some old pictures, etcetera). Maybe rocks, crystals or fossils, and occasionally even some things she finds in the woodland that she thinks are intriguing (different flowers, special feathers, and so forth). The entrance and exit to her den has been troubled by weather before, so she covers it well with brush and leaves and twigs before and after she enters it.

Fallen loves climbing trees, leaping and jumping from branches, as she is very limber and agile, swift and and lithe.

Fallen's history isn't that complex; her mother was a kittypet, her father a mere loner who wandered through the Twolegplace. They developed a friendship, and before you know it, they had Fallen! She was the only one in the litter, for the rest were stillborns, so her parents treasured her. Her mother took her in early morning and evenings to teach her manners, and about Upwalkers too. And during the afternoons her father taught her how to hunt and survive as a loner in Twolegplace and who to avoid. By the time she was grown, it was her time to make the choice: she could depart and become a loner, or stay and become a kittypet. Yet, the life of a loner was made for her: she departed from her family to rough it out. She knew how to manage hunting and scavanging for food, and making dens in the forest and living near Twolegplace, yet she also knew manners, and to be polite when talking to others, and keeping to herself and sharing, and not stealing, etcetera. So, she was a mix of her father and her mother: she had the build of her mother, and her fur length as well, and her father's colors of coat and her father's nice green eyes. So, that's how she lived.

Fallen has, unlike others, no tragic story: she isn't beautiful, or scarred mentally and physically. She is certainly not a member of any prophecy and does not have magical abilities. She is a regular cat, and enjoys the pure normalness in life.

  Other Characters:

ShadowClan- Fox, Birdpounce, Pricklekit, Zinniapaw

WindClan- Ambergaze, Twistthrash

ThunderClan- Legendpaw, Dashstripe

 RiverClan- Splashpaw,

  Puddle:

  Pebble: a

 Other Loners, Rouges, and Kittypets: Starr, Escense, Aurora, Secret, Regal

Moon that Shines at Night [Moon]

A light-grey she-cat with white stripes, a white patch of fur on her chest, and white paws that glow in the moon light. Her big, green eyes glow bright in the night. Moon is an exelent prey-hunter, making sure the tribe is feed before she is. Feather is her sister.

Feather of the flying Eagle [Feather]

A light-grey she-cat with white stripes and a white patch of fur on her chest. She has big green eyes, and her tail looks kinda like a feather. Feather is an exelent cave-gaurd, making sure her tribe is safe from sharptooth. Moon is her sister.

Mouse that creeps in Grass [Mouse]

A light-grey she-cat with white stripes and white paws. She has big green eyes, and her nose looks like a mouse's. Mouse is an exelent prey-hunter, helping her daughter feed the tribe. Moon and Feather are her daughters, Rock is her mate.

Rock that stands on Hill [Rock]

A dark-fured tom with a white patch of fur on his chest, and white paws. He has big, dark-green eyes, and his ears look like rocks on hills. Rock is an exelent cave-gaurd, helping his daughter protect the tribe. Moon and Feather are his daughters, Mouse is his mate.