Devin's Warrior Cats Gallery

Let me take a moment to tell you a little bit about Warrior Cats the RPG, one of the largest and certainly the best Warrior Cats Role Playing Game on the web.

Warrior Cats the RPG is a play-by-post role playing game based on the series of books by Erin Hunter. Players of all writing levels and role play abilities are welcome to join in the game, which is one of the things that makes this the most fun! Whatever your level or experience, you will find a place for your cat character on this site, and it's a ton of fun!

An alternate universe (A.U.) game, WCRPG is the type of place where you will fit in whatever your knowledge of the original series is! The canon universe is used, but the canon characters aren't present, and some of the rules have been changed or gently tweaked enough to make this an amazing and dynamic game. Whether you're interested in playing an original ThunderClan character or you wish to create a new clan all your own, this is a great place to come and play!

I have several characters that I play in the Warrior Cats the RPG role playing game. I'd like to introduce them to you, so please sit back, relax, and read about my little menagerie!

If you want to join in the fun, please head to the bottom of this page, where there is a link! Thanks!

Cat's Name: Blossomfeather
Cat's Age: 39 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: Thunderclan
Position: Warrior
Parents: Both ThunderClan Warriors
Siblings: N/A
Mate: Arbortail
Offspring: Granitestorm (T), Dioritespots (S), Skypaw (T), Mintpaw (S), Coalkit (T), Lightkit (T), Solarkit (T), Boldkit (T) and Pebblekit (T)
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Appearance:

Blossomfeather is a short-haired silver tabby with yellow-green eyes. She has a very sweet face, and her eyes are always bright, giving her an expression of constant anticipation. She on the short side (body length, not leg length) with long legs and a slender, lithe build. She is not a particularly muscular cat, and has smooth, soft fur that she usually keeps in pristine condition whenever possible.

Personality:

Blossomfeather is a very, very easygoing cat. She is exceptionally loving and for that reason she has pair bonded for life with her love, Arbortail. She is confident in their relationship and trusts that Arbortail will remain faithful to her regardless of what may happen in the future.

Blossomfeather is a playful cat who prefers to tell jokes and play the occasional prank rather than to fight. She has never reached the point of actual sedition, but she will do nearly everything she can to avoid going into battle. She is a lover, not a fighter. Granitestorm's Warrior Ceremony made her cry and panic simultaneously.

History:

Blossomfeather has always been a member of Thunderclan. She was born within the clan and raised with her two sisters who grew up into fine warriors. Her father was never a part of her life, and therefore Blossomfeather vowed that she would provide her kits with a much better life when she was old enough to do so. She would find a mate who would stick by her and the kits instead of leaving her and the young ones without support.

When she was only nine moons old, Blossomfeather met Arbortail. He was everything that she had ever wanted in a mate, and even better, he insisted on waiting until their ceremonies before he was willing to mate with her and take the risk of having a litter of kits too early. He was concerned for her health, and the health of their future kits of all things!

Blossomfeather was impressed, and she and Arbortail have been together ever since. They have produced two litters of kits together so far, most notably Granitestorm and Skypaw (Skygaze). There are six other kits from those two litters in ThunderClan (and I may make a request for other players to create and play them later on!).

Now Blossomfeather is pregnant for the third, and she hopes final, time. She is preparing to give birth to her kits and hoping that she can begin the process of settling down into her elder years even though she is still really much too young to do so. She wants to act as a guide to other, younger Queens as they kit.

Cat's Name: Arbortail
Cat's Age: 42 Moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: Thunderclan
Position: Warrior
Parents: Both ThunderClan Warriors
Siblings: N/A
Mate: Blossomfeather
Offspring: Granitestorm (T), Dioritespots (S), Skypaw (T), Mintpaw (S), Coalkit (T), Lightkit (T), Solarkit (T), Boldkit (T), Pebblekit (T)
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Appearance:

Arbortail is a silver tabby with green eyes tinged with yellow. He is quite a stocky cat and well built, with strong muscles good for a warrior. He always has a very serious expression on his face, and has a tendency to look stern, especially toward the younger cats, and in particular if they are goofing off.

Personality:

Arbortail is his mate's opposite: he is serious and sometimes a bit overbearing. Everything that happens in his life is an opportunity for self-improvement. He is fiercely loyal both to his mate and to ThunderClan and is devoted to both these and his kits. He has made a promise to Blossomfeather that he will stay by her side come what may, and he intends to honor that promise. Honor is a very important thing for Arbortail.

History:

Arbortail was born in Thunderclan not long after his mate. Both of his parents were from within the clan, and the lineage seems to just go back and back. He considers himself a proud ThunderClan warrior from a proud and long line of ThunderClan warriors.

He met Blossomfeather when both of them were still very, very young, and out of respect for the wishes of his Clan, Arbortail waited until they were both grown Warriors and contributing to the clan before they were mated and had their first litter. He found that he was a bit disappointed in the one male kit from that litter (Granitestorm) because the younger tom was simply too lax in terms of his duties. He is still watching what happens with Skypaw (Skygaze) but he isn't expecting very much. It is much to his relief that his mate is producing a third litter, though he shares her hope that it will be her last.

Granitestorm was my first ThunderClan cat to be brought into play, and he's one of my favorites. I can see him getting very involved in some interesting plots!

Cat's Name: Granitestorm
Cat's Age: 21 Moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: Thunderclan
Position: Warrior
Mate: Moonblaze
Parents: Blossomfeather and Arbortail
Siblings: Skypaw (T), Dioriatespots (S), Mintpaw (S), Coalkit (T), Lightkit(T), Pebblekit (T), Boldkit (T), and Solarkit (T)
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Appearance: Granitestorm is a silver tabby (Half-Mau) with diluted green/yellow eyes. He is quite well built, and his coat is a deeper color than most silver tabbies, without quite being brown. He has large ears that he's been told make him look very studly and a long, beautiful tail.

Personality:

Granitestorm is a trickster. He is known for his tendency to play practical jokes, which have occasionally gotten other cats (mostly his younger brothers) into trouble. Whenever confronted by any authority figure, Granitestorm either manages to prove his innocence or is incredibly contrite. It is difficult to stay angry with him for very long, since most of his pranks are entirely harmless.

History:

Granitestorm is the son of Blossomfeather and Arbortail. His parents have remained together for more than 30 moons now, and Granitestorm has a litter of younger brothers as well as his own litter.

He barely got through his training because he was always playing, but the play made him strong, sparring with other cats in his clan, and in the end, Granitestorm passed with flying colors. Now he is ready and willing to do what he can to defend the clan against any attack from the outside, or to join in any attack against a warring clan.

Cat's Name: Skypaw > Skygaze
Cat's Age: 8 Moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: Thunderclan
Position: Apprentice
Parents: Blossomfeather and Arbortail
Siblings: Granitestorm (T), Dioritespots (S), Tigerseye (S), Mintpaw (S), Solarkit (T), Lightkit (T), Pebblekit (T), Boldkit (T), Coalkit (T)
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Appearance: Skypaw is a silver tabby (Mau) with green eyes. He is very small boned and has wide, reflective eyes that are sometimes just a little bit wild and/or cloudy. His fur is shiny and soft because he takes excellent care of it.

Personality:

When Skypaw was a kit, his older brother Granitestorm told him that if he ate enough catnip that he would be able to speak to Starclan. Being young and impressionable, Skypaw began to develop a little bit of a problem with the herb. He isn't able to speak to Starclan, but he does often behave in a crazy manner, rolling around in the grass and sometimes behaving in a slightly paranoid manner. Because of this, Skypaw is very distracted from the normal duties of an apprentice, and he needs some help to keep him focusing on what he's supposed to be doing on a day to day basis.

Skypaw is very, very impressionable. He will believe almost anything he's told and this, too, can get him into quite a bit of trouble. He isn't stupid, but he does have a difficult time focusing for long enough to think for himself, and it is so much easier to allow somebody else to think for you.

Skypaw bonds strongly with those who keep at him (nag him) and who help him to do the right thing when he's struggling with basic concepts, including concepts of "right" and "wrong" as they pertain to clan politics. While he doesn't always do the right thing, he does try very hard to make everybody happy, all the time, and can be easily hurt if he feels as though he's being scolded or corrected.

Faced with correction, Skypaw behaves in a dejected, rather than an angry manner, and some cats may feel guilty for having corrected him in the first place.

History:

Skypaw is the son of Blossomfeather and Arbortail. His parents have remained together for more than 30 moons now, and Skypaw and his littermates have three older siblings as well, including the mischievous Granitestorm. He's been disciplined once or twice by his parents (who are now expecting their third litter) for his scatterbrained behavior. It is all the worse considering that they don't know why he acts like such a bonehead sometimes, as Granitestorm never told them about the issues with his catnip addiction.

The parents have distanced themselves slightly from Skypaw as a result, which only serves to confuse Skypaw and make him work harder to win their favor back.

Cat's Name: Evensong
Cat's Age: 15 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: ShadowClan
Position: Warrior
Parents: Opalfur and Everfang
Mate: (Future) Burntheart

Appearance:

Evensong is a smaller-than-average calico she-cat. She has eyes that are a strange mixture of yellow and green and which are therefore not quite either color. Beneath her fur her skin is fair and therefore easily burned if she is out in the sun for too long. Her face has retained a lot of it's kittenishness in spite of the life she's had.

Personality:

Evensong is a very subdued cat who tends to keep to the company of very few other cats. She expects, constantly, that she is going to be hurt again and hurt deeply. Everycat is going to leave her, to walk away from her and leave her abandoned by herself (at least in Evensong's mind). While not skittish, she is deeply fearful of losing everything, and therefore she works very hard to protect the things that she loves the most, which includes her closest friends. She is defensive of ShadowClan's motives for as long as the Clan protects the cats and things she cares most about. For her, Clan life is a symbiotic relationship. Nocat would be wrong in assuming that Evensong is a bit selfish and self-motivated.

Evensong is strangely drawn to other animals, including othercats and wolves. While she never approaches them, she has been known to sit and listen to the night sounds around her. This is how she got the name "Evensong." She prefers the night time because that is when she can wallow in her sadness without getting in anybody's way, and the sounds of the night seem to reflect the state of her soul.

However, Evensong is not depressed or Emo. Her state of mind could best be described as angry and lonely. She is always on the edge of lashing out, and given the wrong circumstances, another cat may experience her swift change of mood as she snaps, and then regrets it later on. Out of fear, she pushes most cats away. A mate will have a force to be reckoned with.

History:

Evensong's mother was Opalfur, and her father was Everfang. While her mother was still pregnant, Everfang disappeared, running away from ShadowClan. He has not been seen since, and most assume that he has been killed, perhaps by his own will, as Everfang had a bad run with depression shortly before mating with Opalfur. Perhaps as a result of his loss, Opalfur allowed herself to sink into a depression, and when her kits were born, she gave them over to another Queen in the nursery to nurse for her. She wanted nothing to do with them. This resulted in Evensong's feeling of abandonment.

Evensong went through her apprenticeship training grudgingly at first, but as time went on she proved herself to be a strong fighter with a desire to win in any battle. Her temper has gotten her in trouble on more than one occasion, but she has also proven that she is willing to use that same temper against any enemy of her friends, and, if it suits her, any enemy of ShadowClan.

Cat's Name: Otterkit > Otterpaw > Otterpelt
Cat's Age: 6 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: RiverClan
Position: Apprentice
Parents: Crimsonmoon (not in game) and Heatherflower (deceased)
Siblings: Sealpaw ~ T (not in game)
Currently Active: No

Appearance:
Otterpaw is a petite, dark brown she-cat with eyes the color of pale jade. She has large, sensitive ears, and a very slim build. Her tail is long and her coat very well cared for. It is obvious that she takes pride in her appearance.

Personality:
Otterpaw is shy, and mostly sweet. She has a gentle nature and a heart for service. She is eager to improve her hunting and fighting skills so that she can be more useful to her clan. She is respectful and courteous, and never senselessly violent.

A thoughtful young she-cat, Otterpaw considers the consequences of her actions very carefully before she takes action. She is rarely self-serving and each action is carefully decided upon with a knowledge that it will benefit the greater good of her clan.

Otterpaw will bond deeply with the cats of her choosing, though some cats may think that she's a little bit spacy, because she spends so much time thinking and considering things. She sometimes gets a vacant look in her eyes when she is concentrating particularly hard. Her mother, before she died, taught Otterpaw to think very surely of others and to consider their needs first, before her own.

While it is very rare to see Otterpaw in a temper, she will react if she feels that her clan, her friends, or indeed herself are threatened. She's not yet either physically or emotionally ready to head straight into battle, but she's eager to learn everything she can.

Most cats would probably identify Otterpaw's primary trait as being "demure." Whenever possible, she will wait for the instructions of a superior before doing anything, and she doesn't usually choose to take the initiative unless a life is in danger. She is very respectful of all authority and eager to please (everyone). This can make her slightly annoying, particularly to other apprentices and kits.

History:
Crimsonmoon and Heatherflower were both loyal members of RiverClan when they met and were mated to one another. Nobody could say that they were looking for love, but Heatherflower's desire to have kits had been very strong. Crimsonmoon had gone his own way not long after, returning to the life of a warrior protecting the clan, and the kits were birthed in relative privacy.

It was a small litter of only three kits, and Heatherpelt's heart was broken when one of the kits died shortly after birth. There had been abnormalities that could not be healed, and Heatherflower would suffer deeply at the loss of a much anticipated kit.

Perhaps because of her loss, Heatherflower threw herself into raising her remaining two kits, a little tom named Sealpaw and of course Otterpaw. The siblings were never close, instead vying for their mother's affection. Heatherflower did her best to mentor both of her living kits, though the effort that it took to keep Sealpaw from taking advantage of his sister was always exhausting. Perhaps it was because of this exhaustion that Heatherflower quietly died during the night not long after her kits entered their sixth moon cycle.

Sealpaw blamed his sister for their mother's death, and struck out on his own within the clan. Though he didn't desert, he ceased to speak to Otterpaw, who's feelings were deeply hurt when her brother took off after their father, who had long-since left them in their mother's care.

Hurting deeply, Otterpaw turned her attentions to learning as much as she could about becoming a good warrior, the kind of warrior who could help to protect her clan. Though her mother had taught her to be peaceful whenever possible, Otterpaw knew that it wouldn't be likely that there would never be battles, and RiverClan needed cats who were able and willing to fight.

For the past moon cycle, Otterpaw has been watching the warriors and apprentices during their practices, and has felt anxious with every whisper she's heard about battles or dissent. Now Otterpaw is ready to begin to train with a mentor, and is eager to begin, so that she can do her part and make her mother proud.

Cat's Name: Honor
Cat's Age: 38 moons
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: The Roman Empire
Position: Doctor
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Appearance:

Honor's pelt is a solid, shining dark brown (nearly black), which she keeps up with regular self-grooming. She is a very fastidious animal, and she likes to be clean and good looking. If her pelt is striking, her eyes are stunning, an amazing odd-eyed black cat with one yellow and one blue eye. If you look closely you can just see tabby striping on her coat, especially her tail.

Personality:

Honor is the kind of cat who has a soothing affect on everyone around her. It is difficult to be angry or aggressive in her presence. However, she herself does have a tendency to "scold." If she feels as though a cat of any age has stepped out of line, she will become vocal about it, but never to the point of initiating a fight. If she ever is involved in a fight, surely it is the fault of the other cat.

A lover, Honor tends to want to mother everything. She will be the first to adopt a litter of abandoned kits, and she will be quick to comfort anyone who is hurting from any kind of wound, whether physical, psychological or spiritual. She doesn't have (the) sight, though some cats have asked her before if she did.

History:

Honor has always been a loner, but when she heard of the Empire forming, she became interested. With any kind of "games" going on within the colony, she knows that her knowledge of herbs will be useful. She learned to use herbs for treating wounds and ailments from her mother, who, for all that Honor knew, had been a loner herself.

Honor has always been willing to help out a soul in need, but she has also longed to be a part of something bigger than herself. The Empire gives her the opportunity to truly serve.

Cat's Name: Egostar
Cat's Age: 32 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: The Roman Empire
Position: Emperor
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Appearance:

Egostar is a mostly white cat with medium length fur on his body, longer fur on his tail. He has deep chestnut-colored eyes and red markings on his head. His tail is a striped red as well.

Personality:

Ego star is... Well, egotistical. He thinks that he's the best thing ever, and he lets everybody else know how great he is.

The other side of being an egotist, however, is the fact that Egostar tends to think that when something goes wrong, it's his fault. Because of this he is prone to occasional fits of depression.

Egostar tends to be a rather amusing cat, and he likes to crack jokes for those he cares about. Of course, they are expected to laugh, because if they don't he may become either (temporarily) depressed or angry, neither of which are a good situation for the cats around him.

Ego is fiercely loyal, and will consistently and persistently defend what he believes is rightfully his. He can also be bossy, expecting others to obey rules and commands immediately and completely.

History:

Ego has been on his own since he was eight moons old and his parents were killed by a marauding cougar. He misses his parents very intensely, and he holds them up as an example of the virtues that a cat (in particular a tom) should possess, especially as they remained together as mates long after he was born. He resents their deaths, and as a result tends to be demanding of those who are under his command, believing that he knows best and that obedience to his will is all that stands between them and imminent death.

Egostar's parents may or may not have been clan cats, though he distinctly recalls that his mother wore a red collar around her neck. She must have been a former kittypet (or could even have still been a kitty pet at the time of her death -- Ego is far from certain about this!). It was his father, Lonetail, who gave him his warrior name and began to teach him how to fight. Ego has always suspected that his father abandoned a clan in order to mate with his mother (making their story all the more endearing to the romantic Egostar).

Now Ego is looking for a new adventure, a new colony to defend, and possibly a new mate as well.

Cat's Name: Sure
Cat's Age: 4 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: Loner, former kittypet
Position: Kit
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Appearance:
Sure is a Russian Blue, and as such she has the typical thick, blue-gray fur of her breed. Her eyes are a wide yellow with green around the pupils. Her face is narrow and her body has a long, sleek look to it, though she isn't underfed. There is a small scar over her right eye from a spat with her littermate Jess while they were both still kittypets. Her paw pads are a bit too soft for outdoor living. She still has a narrow, jeweled collar that was put on her by a child in the family with which she lived, and which wasn't removed before she went into the wild.

Personality:

Sure is shy around twolegs as a result of her history (see below) and is a bit wary of other cats. She is young still and only recently has been thrust into the life of a stray. She isn't confident yet and tends to prefer to observe.

Sure is slow to forgive, and prefers the company of only small groups of cats. She will bond strongly with very few, but will treat those she loves with a ferocious tenderness. Sure is anxious to defend what she believes is right, and is eager to grow into a warrior. Sure has some suppressed anxiety related to her history as a kittypet.

History:

Sure is a former kittypet. She was born in the comfort and luxury of a twoleg home, but her birth and that of her two littermates was entirely unexpected. Their parents were never supposed to breed, and the kits were deemed to be "inferior" as quality pets. The twolegs were entirely unable to see the beauty of Sure and her two siblings (Jess, a she-cat, and Gus, a tom). While the little girl in the house pampered the three kits, the grown ups had other plans.

The three siblings were sent to new homes when they were a tender six weeks old. Their removal from the home ripped their family apart, and they would never see one another again. Sure was "adopted" by an old woman who already had eight cats before her. Even so young, the kit was miserable, and when she saw an opening (during a delivery of groceries) she made her run for it.

Sure, however, was never able to find the little girl she had loved so much. In spite of her strong feline instincts she just had been too young, still needing her mother.

Cat's Name: Shoe
Cat's Age: 117 Moons (that's nine years -- exactly)
Gender: Tom
Alliance: Akatsuki
Position: North
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Appearance:

Shoe is an older tabby cat who is missing his right eye. His fur is black, brown and golden, with white underneatht he chin. One of his paws is white, and he's missing two toes from one of his feet. The tip of his right ear is torn, but not missing.

Personality:

Contrary to his appearance, Shoe is a very laid back cat. Perhaps age has taught him a thing or two about life as a loner. Shoe tries to get along wtih everyone, but he is quick to protect his kill. If he becomes close to another cat, he will defend that cat up to the point of sacrificing his own life. The causes for which he fights are personal causes, though he isn't anti-clan. He simply isn't interested in joining a clan at this point in time.

History:

Shoe was born a loner and he has remained a loner throughout all of his life. He has never felt the desire to join a clan or a tribe, and has mostly been left to himself. Every now and again he will come across and temporarily band with other cats. He's mated from time to time, but it isn't as though the forests are full of his progeny.

Years ago, when he was roughly two years old, Shoe went through a streak of violence, where he fought often and hard. That phase has stopped, but it cost him his eye and two of his toes. The remaining eye is sharp, and he sees well through it. He walks with a slight limp as a result of the missing toes, which are on his left front paw. He must be very careful of his balance when fighting, and is slightly more likely to go down than another cat because of a lack of balance.

His mother and father are both long since dead, and he's moved on from his previous mates. Shoe knows nobody, and is looking to change that now.

Cat's Name: Rogue
Cat's Age: 15 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: Loner
Position: Rogue
Currently Active: Stealing kits
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Appearance:

Rogue is a young calico she-cat with striking green eyes. Because she spends so much of her time indoors, the white of her pelt is pure white, and the black is jet black. Her red spots are pure as well, with no striping. Her head is the most striking part of her, as the coloration comes down over her eyes and the contrast between the red and the black is so striking on her head.

When in the sun, Rogue sunburns easily on her nose and ears unless she's had some sunscreen applied. It isn't uncommon to see her with a relatively red nose.

Personality:

Rogue is more than just a little bit insane. She is impulsive and doesn't think before she acts. Aggressive to the point of being downright mean to adult cats, she's a force to be reckoned with. She will never back down from a fight and in fact will often be the first to instigate a fight with small groups of cats, and may even be willing to take on a whole clan if she believes that she can get away before being brought down. She's not (yet) willing to die for a cause, and a cause she has.

Rogue is building a family. Convinced that she can no longer conceive her own kits, this she-cat is on a quest to build "her" family out of kits belonging to other cats, regardless of their status or clan affiliation. She is a kit-napper, blithely stealing kits from their mothers, and if the mother's protest, doing everything she can to strike them down in an effort to protect "her" family.

Rogue is a very confused young cat. While not technically neurotic, she could easily be classified as psychotic by anyone analyzing her. She may be able to overcome her psychosis if and when she is able to bear a litter of kits of her own... If she survives that long.

Rogue is technically a kittypet who is in and out of various homes. Several families of twolegs lay claim to her in twoleg place and she doesn't mind that one bit. It gives her the best opportunity to make good on the plans that she has, as well as making sure that she is always well fed. Since most twolegs aren't particularly bright, in general, none of her families have thought to keep her indoors and have her spayed -- especially considering that she has become so good at escaping the cat carrier that would take her to the vet.

History:

When Rogue was ten moons old, she became pregnant for the first time. As happened so frequently, one of her regular families of housefolk allowed her out to roam the streets, where she attracted a wandering tom. The two cats came together, and Rogue came away pregnant.

During the beginning of her pregnancy, Rogue stayed with the friendliest of her housefolk, though they never discovered that she was expecting, since her belly didn't have time to expand before she went out for the night one night, and didn't return for nearly four moons. The family didn't worry, of course: Rogue was known to do this, and she would always return. The family just thought that you never own a cat, a cat owns you. It was clear that Rogue was the boss.

She spent most of her pregnancy in the out-of-doors, until she was taken in by another new family of twolegs. They weren't quite as kind as the other twolegs, but they took care of her and fed her and gave her a safe place to kit.

Then they took her kits. Not the brightest of twolegs, the folks took the kits when they were only four weeks old. Rogue never knew what happened to them, though she continued to cry and cry for them for several days before she finally made a break for it, going back out into the world so that she could search for her kits.

But as best as Rogue could tell, the kits were gone. They were nowhere in the neighborhood or in the city as she knew it. She'd always been a bit of a Rogue cat, going from home to home and not really caring about anything -- until she'd had those kits. Without them to fight for, to live and to die for, she went just a little bit insane. Now Rogue wants to put together a family and nurse kits so desperately that she's willing to do anything to make that happen.

Cat's Name: Sweena
Cat's Age: Newborn
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: Cougar/Loner
Position: Cub
Parents: Swigma and Ray
Currently Active: Being a Newborn
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Appearance:

Sweena is a beautiful, muscular cougar with fur that runs from a dirty red the color of red clay to a gray fawn color. Her eyes are heavily lined and always seem to have a slightly thoughtful look in them. Her muscle structure is strong, but she is still a very lean cat, and very swift when on the hunt, particularly when hunting large game.

I am only temping Butterfly for another member, but at the moment I am madly in love with her! She is intensely moody and currently pregnant with her first litter of kits, brought to her courtesy her mate, Candlelight. She is the leader of Night River, a pseudoclan within the role playing game. At the moment she is definitely my favorite cat!

She doesn't have a bio because I didn't create her, but instead adopted her to temp until her original owner gets back. She is a ton of fun. If you're interested, you could always join the game and join us in Night River!

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