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... Addiction... Do you have another account....? XD

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Hey, sorry I havent been able to add Silentfang's picture yet. Im grounded from my laptop for another three weeks so ill add it then

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Thanks :) All I need to do for her form now is finish her history and add a picture. Im on my phone right now so I cant add herr pic just yet, and im grounded from my laptop for a few days so it  might be a little while before I can add one at all.  (Unless i can sneak on, lol )

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Name: Silentfang
Gender: She-cat
Age: 32 moons
Clan: Ridgeclan
Rank: Deputy?
Parents: Oddeye x Jadestep
Mentor(s): Her past mentor was Spottedbranch
Apprentice(s): Falconpaw, now Falconstripe and Hazelpaw, died of greencough on her 7th moon.
Username: BriLanie/Bri-Lanie
Rp Sample: Silentfang stood, rigid, on the rocky outcropping. Her fur was damp, having been rained on by the recent storm. The she-cat had managed to clean most of the residue from her silky coat, but it was still obvious that she had been out in the rain. Sighing, Silentfang stood, tail twitching out of absolute boredom. She leapt from the outcropping to land onto another. After bounding off the second ledge, her small paws finally felt the comfort of the lush, green grass, still covered in droplets from the rain. Smiling to herself, Silentfang stretched and let her vivid green gaze search about the camp, unsure of what endeavors she would encounter throughout the day.

A large, heavy brown tom dipped his head in her direction. "Good morning, Silentfang" Called Bramblefoot. "Good morning to you as well." Responded Siletnfang, returning the brown tom's greeting. For another moment, the she-cat's green eyes trailed after the tom until he disappeared into the elder's den. Almost the same instance, Silentfang's belly let loose a vicious cry, demanding food of some sort. Grimacing vaguely, she remembered that she had not eaten the day before. Scanning the camp once more, Silentfang padded towards the camp entrance, slipping her slender shoulders through the opening, her torso, then hips following smoothly after.

Now outside the camp, Silentfang let the forest flood her senses for a second or two before sprinting away from the camp, deeper into her clan's territory. She slowed down, breathing a bit heavily from the humid air. A Silentfang slowed and, eventually, came to a halt, she let her hearing reach out, searching for any signs of life, whether it be prospective prey, other clan members, or even a loner passing through. At first, the gray she-cat could hear nothing besides the rhythmic 'drip... drip... drip" of the water falling from the leaves. Suddenly, a scrambling sounded from Silentfang's right side, a few foxlengths away. Immediately, the she-cat dropped, almost to her belly, in a classic hunter's crouch. As she watched, a tiny, pink nose could be seen, scuffling among a pile of damp leaves.

Quietly as she could, Silentfang padded ever closer to the animal, suspecting it to be a vole. The recent rains had made it hard for Silentfang to identify anything by scent. The animal continued plundering through the pile of leaves, nose disappearing and reappearing every once in a while. Soon though, the vole left the cover of the leaves, its entire body exposed. Grinning almost joyously, Silentfang sprang, landing on top of the vole as it it shrieked, only just now realizing it had been stalked.  Silentfang finished the dirty work in less than a matter of seconds, her maw easily finding the tiny creature's jugular and severing it, giving it no way to survive any longer. Satisfied with her catch, the gray cat picked it up,eyes wide with delight as she found a semi-dry place beneath a few ferns to bury it, before slipping through the brush in search of more prospective prey.


Additional Information

Personality: Silentfang is usually quite kind and nice. Though she does have a tendency to lose her temper, especially if she is disrespected. This little she-cat can get an attitude at times and is extremely determined as well as diligent. Her number one priority is, and always will be her clan. One  positive side to her determination is that she never gives up, on anything. A negative side is that it makes her stubborn and aggressive at times. Silentfang could be considered mean, if you get on her bad side, though she always tries to be nice and fun. Like her clan, Silentfang is not one to disobey the warrior code and will do everything in her power to make sure those in Ridgeclan follow it as well, she could be described as a stickler for the rules and is most certainly not a pushover. She can be most aggressive to rouges, loners, or kittypets, as she is loyal only to her clan and doesn't want any blood not of a warrior to taint it.
History: Silentfang was born in ridgeclan to Oddeye, a deeply devoted warrior and Jadestep, a simply beautiful, loving queen with the kindest of hearts. The parents had 4 kits, Silentkit, Gorgekit, Dovekit, and Hollykit. Oddeye was a large, pure white tom with one blue eye and one green eye. This cat was one of the best warriors in the clan at the time, fighting with heart and soul, never willing to give up. These rare attributes rubbed off on Silentkit, forming her into the cat she is today. Jadestep was a beautiful queen with a short, silky, silver pelt and irresistible green eyes. Jadestep had a heart encased with gold, making her sweet and loving as any cat could be.

It wasn't long before the 4 kits reached their 3rd moon, half way on their way to becoming apprentices, and, eventually, brave warriors. It was on their third moon, that a darkly colored rouge by the name of Blaise, snuck into the camp, hoping to ravage the fresh kill pile. With all patrols out, and the only cats in camp being the elders, kits, and queens, no one had realized the rouge had invaded the camp until it was already to the fresh kill pile. It was then that Jadestep was about to take her kits outside to play. The grey queen stopped suddenly, seeing the rouge only a few foxlengths ahead of her. She yowled loudly, urging her kits back inside the nursery. Curious little Hollykit, a dark grey she-cat that only sougt adventure, began to yowl, like her mother, trying to alert the clan. When the rouge looked to the family and began to pad towards them, Hollykit puffed out her tiny chest and sprinted at the male, much to the dismay of her mother. Jadestep cried, louder than before as the rouge swatted the tiny kit away, slamming her into a wall of rock. Jadestep grew furious, green eyes smoldering with only the intensity a mother could manage. The fragile queen sprinted towards the male, bowling him over. The rouge had not suspected the queen to attack and now squirmed beneath her, slightly surprised. Silentkit, Gorgekit, and Dovekit yowled in unison. "Help! Help!" The cried as the other clan members began to scramble out of their dens, eye locking onto the one that didn't belong. It was in that same instant that Blaise sought the upperhand in his battle with Jadestep.

Blaise slashed at Jadestep's belly, creating long, deep gashes in her skin. Letting lose a painful caterwaul, Jadestep managed to push the rouge away from her and retreat from the battle. Immediately, the other clan members, mainly elders, surrounded the rouge, snarling and spitting at him. The rouge knew he was to be defeated, either killed or chased out. He had only a slimmer of hope left... until one of the border patrols returned, eyes burning with fury. Two large males slipped through the elders and attacked the male, chasing him out of the camp with ease. Oddeye, who had been on the returning patrol, had gone to Jadestep's side the second he saw her, cleaning her wounds with gentle rasps of his tongue. The 3 kits,Silentkit, Gorgekit, and Dovekit, Poked their heads out of the nursery, eyes darting from their parents to the fallen Hollykit, The 3 scrambled quickly over to their sister. Seeing she wasn't moving, Gorgekit used his nose to nudge her, moving her head slightly. As he pulled his nose away, all he could smell was the rusty scent of blood. Recoiling, Gorgekit wiped the blood off with his paw, staring at Hollykit, horrified. Silentkit turned and ran to their parents. "Momma! Come quick!" She cried before turning about and bounding back to Hollykit. Jadestep and Oddeye both followed their daughter as she lead them to the other 3 of their litter. Oddeye bent down towards Hollykit, face a mask of sadness. He picked her up lightly by her scruff and carried her to the center of the camp. Hollykit was dead, her skull cracked when she had collided with the rock.

The family, down one member, mourned for a moon. Jadestep was depressed after the loss of Hollykit and Oddeye didn't fair much better. Oddeye's duty to his clan kept him going though, and Silentkit, Gorgekit, and Dovekit kept Jadestep going as well.  After the devastating death of Hollykit, It wasn't long before the three kits earned their apprentice names on their 6th moon. Silentkit was given the name Silentpaw, and the mentor Spottedbranch. Gorgekit was named Gorgepaw and assigned Brambleheart as a mentor. Dovekit, now Dovepaw, had been given to Leafswirl.

Spottedbranch was a softhearted she-cat that held all others before herself. She taught the usually cold and reserved Silentpaw a lot about caring. UNDER CONSTRUCTION

Lineage: Silentfang's mother was Jadestep, her father was Oddeye. She had 3 siblings, a sister named Hollykit who was killed by a rouge. A brother named Gorgeface, whom simply left the clan to become a loner when he was 15 moons old. She has another sister named Dovepelt.
Physical Description Silentfang is a lithe, slender, and flexible she-cat with silky silver fur of medium length. Her hindquarters and the bottom half of her torso are marked with spots that run down her back legs, to her paws, and down the length of her tail. She has dark gray points and an array of spots on her face, and ears. Silentfang's eyes are a vivid green, almost identical to that of her mother's.
Pictures(s) To be added

By the way, Silentfang has two living siblings, Dovepelt and Gorgeface. If anyone wants to play them, or one of them, they can, you can change their names but their colors need to range from medium grey to white. It's not neccesary, but if anyone wants to, they can. x)

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"Sirah hates trucks." Which, to me, is totaly insane, everyone loves trucks ;D I want a Ford F250 in burnt orange for my 16th birthday. -Is a truck lover-

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User name: Bri-Lanie
Character name: Jiwe
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Species: Fennec Fox
Gender: Female
Age: Newborn
Description: Jiwe is a newborn fennec fox with deep brown eyes and a brown sandy pelt. Her underfur is slightly lighter in color than the fur on her back and her markings consist of subtle swirls of her underfur, in the same color. Her ears are large and pointed, like most Fennecs are.
Personallity: Jiwe is a newborn, and doesnt have much of a developed personality as of yet. Though, for the time being, she is completely carefree and has a bubbly, joyful demeanor, as though nothing could make her angry or sad. Even when she does feel sad, she can either milk it for all its worth or forget what happened and be her normal happy self in less than a few seconds.
History: Jiwe doesnt have any history, her mother is Lala and she never knew her father, he died before she was born.
Mate/Offspring: None, she is only a newborn.
Loner/Looking to join pride/pack?: Pup, loner along with her mother.
Your character is best at?(Optional): Being cute? She is only a newbron and hasnt had any sort of chance to develope skills and such.
RP sample: Jiwe lay curled in the thick, damp moss, her tail wined tightly around her tiny body. Yawning loudly, the fennec pup slowly blinked open her dark brown eyes, letting the black pupils dart around the den, looking for any other signs of life. Seeing nothing, Jiwe uncurled herself and rolled onto her belly before wobbly scrambling to her paws. She yipped, pinning her ears back. Where had her mother and siblings gone? She cocked her head curiously and slipped her slender muzzle out of the den entrance, the rest of her small, fragile body following after. The pup sat down and let her chocolate gaze slip over the horizon. (Normally, my exampled are better >.e but since shes a pup and I dont know what Lala's den looks like, I didnt have much to work with. :))

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I got on today but no one else was on....

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o.o I had absolutely no idea this was still active. I figured it was dead....e.e

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Hey, I posted my characters a while ago... sorry I was never able to get on... I was on vacation and had no internet service for a little more than a week. I've bneen trying to get my lioness kisa to meet the pride ofr a while but no one is ever on.

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