XxFallenClanxX PRP for me, Harvey, Branch, and Vix

Name: Cloverheart
Gender: Female
Looks: She has a light orange fur coat with gentle white stripes and olive eyes. Unusually skinny, due to health problems, but it never seems to bother her much.
Rogue, FallenClan or RiverClan: FallenClan
other: Though she is an amazing medicine cat, she seems to be constantly sick. This sickness, however, is not contagious, as none of the other cats have gotten sick from being around her. She is very weak and fragile, coughing often, but she is not deathly ill. Though, it does seem to be getting worse.
Position: Medicine Cat possibly?

Name: Oceanfur
Gender: Male
Looks: A russian blue tom who's eyes are a startling amber. His features are large and muscular, but he lacks stealth because of this.
Rogue, FallenClan or RiverClan: RiverClan
other: Oceanfur is a very proud and strong cat, always active. He's stern when it comes to training the apprentices, but he always has a soft spot for him, and many look for him for advice. Though wise at times, he can be a little headstrong and stubborn when it comes to duty, but he always follows the path of the Warrior Code in the end.
Bio (optional): Oceanfur was originally a rouge when he was an apprentice, abandoned by his pack of friends. However, he saw a group of the clan cats on an expedition one day and started to seek them out. He wasn't immediatly accepted, but after staying for awhile, he is considered a part of the clan fully.
Position: Warrior

(Both accepted. RP?)

Name: Rosebud
Gender: Female
Looks: Short and almost too small for her age in stature, Rosebud doesn’t look like much of a fighter. Her fur is white with large, rosy brown-colored spots on her back, paws, tail, and face. Her fur is short and fluffy, her tail noticeably fluffier than the rest of her, therefore looking bigger, than the rest of her. Her curious eyes are a pale, olive green.
Rogue, FallenClan or RiverClan: RiverClan
Other: n/a
Bio: Born a kittypet named “Rosy”, her housefolk abandoned her at an early age, and she had to fend for herself. When she was the age of a young warrior, she met a rogue and soon enough they became mates. Someone from one of the Clans, Rosy didn’t and still doesn’t know which, attacked her mate early one morning, the morning she planned to tell him she was having kits. Rosy wandered the forest until a patrol of RiverClan warriors found her, shaken up and half-starved, and took her in, Rosy, or ‘Rosebud’, is having trouble adjusting to Clan-life.
Position: Queen (will return to warrior status once her kits are born/apprentices)

Name: Sparrowpaw
Gender: Male
Looks: Tall and skinny for his age, Sparrowpaw is often written off as a poor fighter. His fur is a medium brown with darker brown tabby stripes. His paws and muzzle are a lighter, creamier brown, and his eyes are dark amber. His claws are small, sharp, and black, like the talons of a bird. He is fast but ungraceful.
Rogue, FallenClan or RiverClan: FallenClan
Other: n/a
Bio: I’m too lazy to fill this out.. n/a
Position: Apprentice

(This post will hold Vixen's forms momentarily, please hold. xD)


Name: Frostrose
Gender: Female
Looks: Frostrose is a scruffy maroon colored she-cat. She has splotches of white running through the red looking fur, giving her the name of Frostrose. She has deep green eyes, which always seem to penatrate anothe cat easily. Though Frostrose is extremly agile, she has a painful scar running down her ear, which makes her have a harder time hearing until it heals fully.
Rogue, FallenClan or RiverClan: FallenClan
other: Nope
Bio (optional): It's the normal early age as any Clan cat. She grewe up with a caring mother and a warrior father. Her father died inbattle, but it didn't bother her much since herarely had the time to come visit his only kit. She went to being a thriving apprentice and than a couragous warrior. She got her ear scarred in battle, which from her loyalty she was made deputy of FallenClan.
Position: Deputy

Name: Blazefire
Gender: Male
Looks: Blazefar is a sleek black tom, with a muscular build. He has blazing yellow eyes. He really has nothing else special about him.
Rogue, FallenClan or RiverClan: Riverclan
other: No
Bio (optional): n/a
Position: Warrior

((Sorry I was at school when I filled out my form. Sure, I'm up for RPing now that I'm home. But I have homework to do, so I might be slow in replying. History and all :P ))

Cloverheart washed her fur in the middle of the camp; the sun pooled on her orange fur and warmed her as she bathed. The Clan was peaceful for the time being, and with no cat needing immediate help, she let herself relax and wind down for a little. She smiled to herself, content for once. The coughing and aching that normally bothered her did not appear to exist for the time being. She let a sigh of relaxation escape, enjoying the silence of the camp. There were no kits to complain about, no elders to moan, and she didn't have to listen to the constant rasping of her own cough.

Oceanfur swiftly snapped the neck of a mouse, purring slightly with delight. The prey pile, though not low, hadn't been filled up in awhile, and he decided to preoccupy himself, he should hunt. So far, the journey to the moorland on the outskirts of the territory had been successful; he had captured two rabbits out of marvelous luck, and the vole would add nicely to his small pile. Since activity in the camp had been low, he enjoyed being able to stretch out his muscles. Without an apprentice, he didn't have an excuse to get out of the camp unless it was for a patrol.

(Posted my forms, they're a little short.)

(I'll update the main post later Vix, too lazy! But your characters are accepted even though they aren't up front.)

Splashstar: "Hello, Cloverheart, you seem to be happy. What's gotten to your fur?" I asked happily.

Splashstar: "Ha. Don't worry about a thing, the Clan is fine, I'll give you the total day off... unless something bad happens."

Sparrowpaw rolled over in his sleep, making a mess of his moss nest. He mumbled something under his breath, blinking awake sleepily. "Ugnh," He mumbled, stretching out and sighing warily. Another day of doing stuff. Why couldn't he just sleep all day like the elders? Ugh.

Rosebud stretched awake sleepily, blinking her bright eyes and taking a moment to adjust to the harsh sunlight. Grooming herself lazily before pulling herself up and sitting in the front of the queen's den, she surveyed RiverClan camp tiredly.

"But I want strong kits and I won't rest til! I want the strongest male... I would prefer all males but surely that won't happen! If I don't get a strong tom there will be Dark Forest to pay!" I hissed at both of them,

(What a charmer.)

((Oh for sure. I want him as my mate ;D ))

The normally gentle amber eyes of Oceanfur gleamed with a challenge. "Do I not satisfy you, Warstar?" he asked, standing up, "Being one of the only male warriors, I thought that you would at least think that I was decent enough. Or am I too weak for your liking?"