♦ HAZECLAN -- the swift and courageous -- LIMITED ♦

[~Masked~]

Name: Spottedfern
Age: 81 Moons
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Residence:Hazelclan
Rank: Elder
Appearance: Ref1 Ref2 ~ Spottedfern has kept her good looks despite growing quite old now, she is a pretty tortoiseshell with grass green eyes, the color in her fur has begun to fade and she has gotten quite thin being naturally short only taller then one of the younger warriors.
Personality: Sarcastic | Honest | Perceptive | Stubborn | Caring | Fearless
Walking into the Elder's den you will most likely find Spottedfern at first she will only watch you and after awhile begin to ask questions about you and then she will joke around with you but the molly can be quite nice to be around , Spottedfern is not afraid to be straightforward with you as the she cat always says 'Honesty is the best policy' even if she is being rude while being truthful, but of course this does not mean she hates all cats Spottedfern believes most cats these days are just not as good as they could've been but she is hopeful, The elder can also be very sarcastic sometimes its impossible to tell she doesn't care who it is she will be sarcastic and joke around with even Aspenstar you can even find her teasing him, she loves it when cats particularly apprentices be rude to her as it gives her a feeling of when she was and young like them, this does not mean the molly is all jokes she still has a fighting spirit within her and tries her best to still be useful which is something that worries her all the time despite all this Spottedfern is very bold and does not fear much leaping into action whether or not she is needed.
RP Sample: Here~
Other (family, relationships):*sweats nervously* I cannot think of anything else soo, if you want your cat related to mine or anything else then just ask!

[seasalt]

WIP!!
Name: Chestnutrunnner
Age: Newly-made Warrior (12-14 moons)
Gender: Female, She Cat.
Sexuality: Pansexual, Homoromantic.
Residence: Hazeclan. [Formerly Outside of the Hazeclan border.]
Rank: Newly-made Warrior.
Appearance: Chestnutrunner is a rather, elegant looking feline, with a slender, but athletic looking frame, with a rather slim back, and neat looking build. She's a rather weak looking individual, for many reason to that, but it is not clearly shown easily. She has long, thin legs, and sharp looking paws, excellent for climbing trees, which is a most noticeable thing about her. Her claws are an interesting piece of her, as they don't exactly fully retract, like most cat's claws, making it even easier to climb trees, or run. Her tail is long, and plume looking, an addition to her grand elegance, with very long, and sharp looking ears, a great asset for her, and her clan. Chestnutrunner's fur is a rather ironic thing, as its rather not really ginger brown, but a brown black color mix. Her fur is sprinkled with black tabby markings, with part of her muzzle, and her chin splotched with white, a ginger brown at the edge of it, with her paws being the same as her muzzle and chin, white socks on her front and back legs, and paws. Her fur is rather rough, but slightly soft in some places, being rather thin, but thick in some places as well. Her eyes are the most important part of her, they are wide, but quite sharp looking, with an emerald green hues, and a mix of yellow in her optics. An interesting thing is that a long scar goes down from her muzzle to her chest, where it got their, is a mystery in and out of its self. Most of her time is spent on trees, she naps in them, hunts in them, etc, making her quite the strange cat of the bunch.
Personality: odd • carefree • lazy • happy-go lucky • cheerful • day-dreamer • ignorant • songbird
RP Sample: Here | Here
Other (family, relationships, etc): Perhaps former mentor?? Or younger sister??

[Agnate]

Name: Silvershade
Age: 18 moons
Gender: male
Sexuality: heterosexual
Residence: Hazeclan
Rank: warrior
Appearance: ref
Personality: Silvershade is a very level-headed cat, keeping his cool in even the most stressful and dangerous situations. Despite this, if someone insults someone he cares about, he will immediately retaliate, striking out with words, and often actions.
RP Sample: Silvershade stalked through the territory, relying far more on smell and hearing than sight to find his prey. He stopped, hearing a small animal, and tasted the air to identify it. Realizing that it was a mouse, he dropped into a hunting crouch and stalked forward. He pounced from about a foxlength away. He caught the mouse and ended it's life with a swift bite, and dug a hole to bury it. Covering the mouse to come back for it at the end of his hunting trip, he moved on.
Other (family, relationships, etc):

[lio]

[ We're starting now! ]

Hazeclan. Resting within a permanent fog, the clan homes many felines, who of which resource their clan in many ways. From the leader to the tiniest kit, everyone is a great value to the residence.

One value, which is a great honour to be, is the Medicine Cat. And Smogpaw is more than happy to be the apprentice of Scorchingblossom, the main Medicine Cat. The daydreaming apprentice had never known that he would become interested in herbs, instead wanting to be the best warrior he could be, just like every other kit. Smogpaw had wanted to be a Medicine Cat just before he was assigned his apprenticeship as a warrior, and he is happy with his choice.

Now, the apprentice sits outside of the Medicine Cat Den, his muzzle raised to the sky. His grey, speckled fur was ruffled and dirty, as he had yet to groom it. Smogpaw sighed and let his deep amber gaze travel to the ground, boredom plastered upon his expression. The acrid scent of every herb clung to the tom's fur, in which he had become practically immune to.

Finally, he stood with a grumble and began to bathe himself, having nothing else to do. Other than daydream and look like a bumbling idiot, of course. As he bathed, Smogpaw allowed his mind to wander, in which he found nothing very interesting. Does the stock need filling? No. Was anything worth really going out of his way to pay any mind to? No.

Smogpaw was rather bored, indeed.

[Empress Of Evil]

Seated in a quiet corner of the camp clearing, was Aquasnow. She was grooming her pelt, her gaze focused on nothing else but her fur. Normally, the she-cat cared little about her appearance, although she would always put in the effort to look nice every now and again. The warrior had woken up early, earlier than any of her clan mates that is. Although she was one of the older cats in the clan, she was still as bright as a young warrior and her cheerfulness clearly displayed it. Age didn’t seem to affect her and she could always be grateful about that.

Deciding that her pelt looked nice enough, she finally switched her pale blue gaze from her pelt to her clan mates. The sun was approaching its highest point and just about every cat had woken up by now. Aquasnow flashed a warm smile at every cat that passed by her and most returned it. Nothing made the warrior more happy than the smiles on her clan mates faces. The she-cat cared deeply for each and every one of them, as if all of them were her kits. She saw the good in everyone and was usually defending apprentices and kits when they got into some form of trouble. She wasn’t well liked within the clan for no reason.

I’ve spent long enough lying down, Aquasnow decided, her head tilting to the side as if she were deep in thought. With that, the light tabby rose to her paws slowly, taking a few ginger steps. Her jaws parted to let out a wide yawn before she started moving forward, towards the middle of the camp. The warrior padded to the fresh kill pile and took out a medium sized squirrel. It wasn’t the best piece of prey in the pile, but she had never bothered to have the best. She left the best things for everyone else. After giving a muffled hello to another warrior, she walked away from the pile and settled down on a rock that had been warmed up by the bright, new-leaf sun.

She started taking small bites, but stopped after her second one. For a moment, she pondered. She was missing something, a cat to talk to. Aquasnow didn’t like eating by herself, most of the time anyway. A small frown grew as she looked around. Most cats were occupied in some sort of way, so she was pretty much left alone to eat. However, her light blue gaze landed on a tom that stood by himself and the smile came back. The warrior cared little about whether the leader was doing something important or not, because right now she just needed some cat to talk to. “Aspenstar!” She called from the top of the boulder. The tabby was well aware that her mate was the leader, but that didn’t stop her from bossing him around. Whether he listened or not, was mostly dependent on the situation. If he listened, Aquasnow would be happy with herself. However, if he didn’t then she would drag him by the ears to sit next to her. At least, that’s what she imagined herself doing.

@Duststorm

[Dust]

@Empress Of Evil

Perched on the overhang, a soft sigh left Aspenstar's maw as the leader let his warm blue gaze drift out across the territory, at least what he could see of it. The fog was unrelenting, always welcoming lost felines to the ranks of Hazeclan, yet always providing the tom-cat with a sense of safety and security. His eyesight had slowly begun to recede due to the dense fog; however, his other senses were keen as day. Buffeted by the gentle breeze and the sun's magnified warmth, Aspenstar let his eyes slip shut, a quiet rumble deep in his chest. The tom had been woken earlier by the stirring of his mate, Aquasnow. It was just barely sunrise and determined that he would get more sleep, Aspenstar found the unusual cold emptiness of the nest to his distaste. Not to say that at times like these the tom disliked being alone. Oh no, in fact, resting on the overhang was part of his morning ritual. It was really the only peace and quiet he got until his clan-mates started rising. Watching the clearing turn from a dull misty gray, to a radiant hazy yellow each morning helped the leader remember his duty to his clan and affection for them.

"Aspenstar!"

Pulled from his half-sleep, the large silver tabby quickly perked up, his gaze traveling back and forth between clan members. He already knew who it was. Her bossy tone was just to obvious to not recognize. Aspenstar sometimes wondered if his mate thought she was the leader. The thought caused a cheeky grin to present itself on his features as he picked out Aquasnow, a relatively good distance from his and on a boulder just near the fresh kill pile. Slowly rising from his spot, the leader found himself caught up in a long, loud yawn, lowering the back half then the front half of his body into a noisy stretch. Shaking out his fur, Aspenstar gingerly picked his way down the misaligned tree, his claws scraping against the loose bark, and trotted over to the boulder where his mate was resting. In a swift motion, the leader heaved himself on top with a grunt, and rested himself down beside the other, his soft fur mingling with Aqua's as he entwined his tail with hers.

"Hello Aquasnow. What seems to be so important that you called me away from a very important matter?" Aspenstar teased gently, playfully nudging the she-cat. Despite getting older, Aspen found that he was playful than ever.

[~Masked~]

Originally Posted by Brxken

[ We're starting now! ]

Hazeclan. Resting within a permanent fog, the clan homes many felines, who of which resource their clan in many ways. From the leader to the tiniest kit, everyone is a great value to the residence.

One value, which is a great honour to be, is the Medicine Cat. And Smogpaw is more than happy to be the apprentice of Scorchingblossom, the main Medicine Cat. The daydreaming apprentice had never known that he would become interested in herbs, instead wanting to be the best warrior he could be, just like every other kit. Smogpaw had wanted to be a Medicine Cat just before he was assigned his apprenticeship as a warrior, and he is happy with his choice.

Now, the apprentice sits outside of the Medicine Cat Den, his muzzle raised to the sky. His grey, speckled fur was ruffled and dirty, as he had yet to groom it. Smogpaw sighed and let his deep amber gaze travel to the ground, boredom plastered upon his expression. The acrid scent of every herb clung to the tom's fur, in which he had become practically immune to.

Finally, he stood with a grumble and began to bathe himself, having nothing else to do. Other than daydream and look like a bumbling idiot, of course. As he bathed, Smogpaw allowed his mind to wander, in which he found nothing very interesting. Does the stock need filling? No. Was anything worth really going out of his way to pay any mind to? No.

Smogpaw was rather bored, indeed.

Many in the clan knew this elder in particular for she was one not to be taken lightly her bold attitude and sarcastic words were something almost every cat in the clan knew of even the youngest of kits would eventually meet her or she would meet them either way she was known, despite Spottedfern getting quite old now she moved around as well as a cat her age could she was seated near the middle of the clearing stretching herself out, a couple of her limbs making a small Crack! when she did so, The elder's bright eye's scanning the clearing of course she wasn't searching for someone to talk to! she just wanted to see if anything was going on within the clan.

After a few moments Spottedfern's gaze rested upon the young medicine apprentice, It felt like only a few moons ago he had been only a little kit much cuter in her opinion, now the small apprentice looked bored the older molly stood up and began to pad over to him her paws feeling sore as she stopped almost directly in front of him a smug look plastered on her face, the tortoiseshell sat beside him giving her own fur a few quick lick smoothing out any pieces of fur sticking out after this she lifted her head opening her maw and speaking "So is Scorchingblossom working you to the bone?" she chuckled after saying this it was something she found humorous about how apprentices complained about all the jobs they have to do and why they were so boring, to be exact it reminded her of the days when she was an apprentice herself always being so excited about training and hating the fact that she had to check the elder's fur for ticks that was also when she met...Why can't I remember? Spottedfern knew it was mostly due to old age but still it was something she wished she still knew this one thing it was something she had wished for a long time now but it did not come true still hope burned within her for now she would just wait and she would do it as long as needed to.
Raising her head up looking at the sky which she could only partly see due to the fog even now her eyes were not adjusted to see in the fog she could see well enough but still the Elder wished she could do more despite all the thoughts that smug smile she always had still rested on her face eyes bright as ever.

[Empress Of Evil]

Originally Posted by Duststorm

@Empress Of Evil

Perched on the overhang, a soft sigh left Aspenstar's maw as the leader let his warm blue gaze drift out across the territory, at least what he could see of it. The fog was unrelenting, always welcoming lost felines to the ranks of Hazeclan, yet always providing the tom-cat with a sense of safety and security. His eyesight had slowly begun to recede due to the dense fog; however, his other senses were keen as day. Buffeted by the gentle breeze and the sun's magnified warmth, Aspenstar let his eyes slip shut, a quiet rumble deep in his chest. The tom had been woken earlier by the stirring of his mate, Aquasnow. It was just barely sunrise and determined that he would get more sleep, Aspenstar found the unusual cold emptiness of the nest to his distaste. Not to say that at times like these the tom disliked being alone. Oh no, in fact, resting on the overhang was part of his morning ritual. It was really the only peace and quiet he got until his clan-mates started rising. Watching the clearing turn from a dull misty gray, to a radiant hazy yellow each morning helped the leader remember his duty to his clan and affection for them.

"Aspenstar!"

Pulled from his half-sleep, the large silver tabby quickly perked up, his gaze traveling back and forth between clan members. He already knew who it was. Her bossy tone was just to obvious to not recognize. Aspenstar sometimes wondered if his mate thought she was the leader. The thought caused a cheeky grin to present itself on his features as he picked out Aquasnow, a relatively good distance from his and on a boulder just near the fresh kill pile. Slowly rising from his spot, the leader found himself caught up in a long, loud yawn, lowering the back half then the front half of his body into a noisy stretch. Shaking out his fur, Aspenstar gingerly picked his way down the misaligned tree, his claws scraping against the loose bark, and trotted over to the boulder where his mate was resting. In a swift motion, the leader heaved himself on top with a grunt, and rested himself down beside the other, his soft fur mingling with Aqua's as he entwined his tail with hers.

"Hello Aquasnow. What seems to be so important that you called me away from a very important matter?" Aspenstar teased gently, playfully nudging the she-cat. Despite getting older, Aspen found that he was playful than ever.

A joyful smile grew on her maw as to her delight, her mate walked to her side. Many times before, Aquasnow had wondered how she could always get Aspenstar to come so easily. Perhaps it was the persistence and bossiness in her voice. The pale she-cat was willing to admit to herself that she could be quite bossy. Her bossiness mixed with the fact that she was a more senior warrior meant she usually got what she wanted, although she required very little from her clan mates. Even when she did need something, it wasn’t a very big ask. In this case, it was just a nice conversation. Everyone needed to have a chat with someone every now and again. Aquasnow strongly believed that every cat needed to socialise, but she wouldn’t just anyone if they didn’t. As great as socialising was, cats also needed their alone time and personal space.

As Aspenstar settled down beside her, the warrior nuzzled his cheek, purring softly as their tails entwined. She drew away a few moments after, gazing into his eyes. “Sleeping? Important? Please, you must be pulling my tail,” Aquasnow snorted, her pale blue gaze sparkling with cheekiness. The she-cat had never really seen the importance of sleep. She was well aware that each cat needed it to rest and regain their energy, but she had never seen the need for extra sleep. Being the energy filled warrior she was, she was normally awake at the same time as her clan mates, but she slept much later than most of them. It was a miracle how she managed to not fall asleep during a patrol. But having done this for so long, she had learned to adapt.

Quickly remembering what she had called Aspenstar over for, she glanced at the squirrel before returning her gaze to meet his. “I just wanted you to share this squirrel with me,” Aquasnow replied cheerfully, giggling softly. Despite her age, she was still felt as young as a kit. “You wouldn’t want me to eat all alone and by myself after all,” the warrior continued, using an innocent tone that made her sound like a kit. It was all a part of her humour filled nature. The she-cat loved nothing more than to talk with her clan mates and have a good laugh along the way. “It’s not like I can finish this squirrel. It’s much too big for me,” the she-cat remarked, using the innocent tone she’d spoken with earlier. She was obviously joking as her pale blue orbs glimmered with amusement. Aquasnow knew very well that she could finish this squirrel in a few big bites, but she just needed to make sure that her mate stayed to talk. She couldn’t bear to be alone anymore times today. She’d had her alone time earlier this morning and now she was ready to chat the ears off of someone.

[lio]

@MoonHeart and Friends;
[ Please do not quote this post ]

Smogpaw snorted, his orbs flashing. Delicately raising his paw, the Medicine Cat Apprentice left a swift lick across the tiny pads before turning towards Spottedfern. "I quite enjoy what tasks Scorchingblossom gives me. Whenever I'm not working, I'm bored," mewed the small tom, his nose twitching at the sound of his own voice. It had a tired rasp to it.

Flicking his tail up, Smogpaw batted at the long, yet thin, fur before giving it a wash. When finishing, he spoke, "How has your days as an Elder gone? Are you enjoying the rest of your days in peace?" His head cocked to the side in questioning.

Glancing around the camp as he awaited an answer, the tom passed a tongue over his chops. He spotted Aspenstar, the leader, speaking to his mate, Aquasnow. Smogpaw's ears flattened slightly at the thought of a mate. Nobody would love someone like me, his thoughts chuckled, but I don't mind. After a moment of becoming lost in his thoughts, Smogpaw returned his gaze to Spottedfern and sat quietly, allowing room for the Elder to speak.

[ameko]

HAZECLAN CLEARING

Such a peaceful life, living in HazeClan. Hardly any dangers, no other Clans to compete with... Honeypaw didn't think he'd ever even seen a group of cats outside the Clan. There'd only ever been stray rogues or lost travelers. Such a peaceful life, and yet it was so infuriating. There was nothing to do. Which, of course, was the sole reason why he loved to entertain himself through trivial matters such as romance. The warmth in their gaze, only to be shattered and replaced by betrayal and shock... he couldn't get enough. And then he'd act all innocent, saying that he had never even known that they had had a crush on them. It was twisted.

But it was entertainment, and desperately needed. He didn't like this simple life of his. Why wasn't there any adventure?

Still, he found the least bit of solace in the fact that there at least wouldn't be a raid on their camp, or a natural disaster ruining their lives. It was just so boring. Honeypaw rose from his nest and headed for the entrance into the clearing. Well, at least there weren't so many apprentices that he'd trip over them. That was a plus. Poking his head out from the base of the tree, the apprentice scanned the camp for his mentor, Willowstream. Upon not seeing her, he trotted over to the fresh-kill pile and chose a small water vole he himself had caught the night before. Settling down a couple paces away from the center of the camp, he tucked into his meal. As he ate, his gaze rested on a small grey tom around his age chatting with an elder. Honeypaw quite liked the medicine cat apprentice, really, though he was nearly certain that Smogpaw didn't think highly of him and his joyful attitude. He found it amusing. Smogpaw was an interesting tom, that was for sure, and Honeypaw had always wanted to annoy—well, chat with him some time.

Everything came in due time. For now, the golden-furred apprentice focused on enjoying his meal.