Feral Heart

[Hawkfeather]

Gender [Tom] |::| Age [37 moons]
Health [95%] |::| Apprentice [N/A]
Mate [Brightsong (Deceased)] |::| Kits [Skyfall; Snowfeather(Deceased)]
Parents [Cloudsong x Oakfur]
Username [Cynder-]

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[b][Hawkfeather][/b]

[b]Gender[/b] [Tom] [color=#d90000][b]|::|[/b][/color] [b]Age[/b] [37 moons]
[b]Health[/b] [95%] [color=#d90000][b]|::|[/b][/color] [b]Apprentice[/b] [N/A]
[b]Mate[/b] [Brightsong (Deceased)] [color=#d90000][b]|::|[/b][/color] [b]Kits[/b] [Skyfall; Snowfeather(Deceased)]
[b]Parents[/b] [Cloudsong x Oakfur]
[b]Username[/b] [Cynder-]

Skyfall

Gender [She-cat] |::| Age [29 moons]
Health [98%] |::| Apprentice [N/A]
Mate [N/A] |::| Kits [N/A]
Parents [Brightsong x Hawkfeather (Will make his form later)]
Username [Cynder-]

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[b]Skyfall[/b]

[b]Gender[/b] [She-cat] [color=#d90000][b]|::|[/b][/color] [b]Age[/b] [29 moons]
[b]Health[/b] [77%] [color=#d90000][b]|::|[/b][/color] [b]Apprentice[/b] [N/A]
[b]Mate[/b] [N/A] [color=#d90000][b]|::|[/b][/color] [b]Kits[/b] [N/A]
[b]Parents[/b] [Brightsong x Hawkfeather (Will make his form later)]
[b]Username[/b] [Cynder-]
~Roleplay Sample~
Skyfall roamed the sandy plains, a bit dangerous for a cat like her, but she was determined to get away from all the voices and sounds of the Clans. It irritated her sometimes when she constantly heard the laughter and voices of her Clanmates. She'd never know what they looked like. The only way she knew her own pelt color was when her mother told her when she was three moons old, just a kit. Her mother's sweet, soft voice rang in her ears, You don't need sight, my dear. And I know what a wonderful warrior you will become, because a true warrior sees from their heart, not from their eyes. Skyfall felt a stab of pain, remembering her mother. The she-cat sighed, lowering her head and padding further. Skyfall paused, being torn from her thoughts. What was that scent. Inhaling deeply, getting the scent of the sand mostly rather than what was the dangerous thing. Coyote! Fur bristling, her head swung around in a useless attempt to try to locate the coyote with her eyes. Flicking her ears in the direction of very faint pawsteps she figured it was at least five tree-lengths away. Whirling around, Skyfall sprinted in the opposite direction of the pawsteps and back towards camp. If she was silent and unseen the coyote wouldn't follow her to camp. And how horrible it would be if the coyote did follow, thrashing through the dens and tearing the elders and kits apart. Skyfall shuddered. It seemed all her pains and memories vanished as she ran for her life from the vicious coyote.

Can I keep this roleplay sample, or should I make another... ?