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[ Lostbranch :: Lightningclan :: Young Warrior ]
[ Other(L) || Relationship(L): || Family Tree(TBAdded) ]
|| IDENTITY ||
[ Lostkit || Lostpaw || Lostbranch ]
|| General ||
| Name: | -Lostbranch-
[Lost:] For his awful sense of direction
[branch:] for his brown fur/Lightningclan's camp is made of many branches
| Previous Names: | N/A
| Nicknames: |
Name- Giver
| Current Age: | -13 moons-
| Birth Season: | -New-leaf(Spring/April)-
| Zodiac: | -TBA-
| Mentor: | -Flamepool, Hailrain(Former)-
| Apprentice: | -N/A-
| Previous Apprentic(s): | -TBA-
|| GENDER ||
| Sex: | -Tom-
| Gender Identity: | -Tom-
[Pronouns:] -He/Him-
(.)
|| HERITAGE ||
| Breed: | | Moggy |
| Breed Characteristics Inherited: | N/A |
| Current Clan: | -Lightningclan-
| Previous: | -N/A-
| Rank: | -Young Warrior-
| Belief in Starclan: | 100%
''I think I like them, but i'm really confused on how they get up so high. I wonder if they use the trees."
| Status: | -Undecided??-
| Sexual & Romantic Orientation: | -Asexual, Panromantic-
|| APPEARANCE ||
|| Summary ||
| Written Appearance: | - A brown tom with darker brown markings and turquoise eyes. -
| Scent: | -Milk-
| Extra: |
[Eyes:] -Turquoise-
[Head:] -Sharp jaw, narrow muzzle, fairly wide-
[Fur:] -Thick, smooth and long-
[Legs:] -Sticks, they're sticks he's smol-
[Tail:] -Average-
| Scars: | -None-
[Reason:] ???
| Disabilities: | -None-
[Name:] ???
| Voice Actor: | To be determined
|| HEALTH ||
| Physical: | 100%
Lostbranch is in perfect physical condition.
| Emotional: | 100%
Lostbranch is in perfect emotional condition.
|| Traits ||
| Positive | Honest-Hardworking-Selfless: |
When Lostbranch does speak, he does so honestly and maturely. Lostbranch tries his best no matter what comes his way and does so fairly well. He would rather help others than himself, and tends to put others before his own health.
| Neutral | Proud-Patient-Imaginative: |
Lostbranch tends to boast about his accomplishments or himself, usually being over bold in his advances. He isn't one to anger easily and can stay in one place for a while. He endures antics very well. He spends a lot of his time day dreaming and coming up with ideas than he does actually doing things.
| Negative | Indecisive-Distant-Backtracker: |
Lostbranch has trouble making up his mind. When given hard choices he can start clear and honest opinions, but never makes a choice. Lostpaw tends to keep everyone at an arms length, despite having lots of love to give. He calls everyone by their full names, and never anything less. He tends to go back on his word based on recent events, trying ot make the best decision even if he isn't sure of what is happening.
|| HISTORY ||
Kithood:
Lostkit was born to his parents Ashstorm and Rowanflight in their third and final litter. He was born alongside his five littermates, Rockykit, Gingerkit, Newtkit, Coyotekit and Springkit. He was thankful to have a lot of family around to keep him company, and when Shalestep had her kits, he had friends to keep him safe. Lostkit helped take part in the competition of racing around camp with his family, and even got to leave camp with his dad to race! While he didn't do all too well, and still ended up getting lost, he had a good family to help keep him headed the right way.
Apprenticeship:
Lostkit is made into Lostpaw, and is given Hailrain as his mentor. He isn't quite sure what to think of the cat, seeing as he's a really young warrior. But wants to give him a chance. His mentor ends up disappearing one day though, along with many cats. Lostpaw receives Flamepool as his new mentor, and although he doesn't dislike her, he misses his former mentor.
Warriorship:
Lostpaw is renamed Lostbranch, in honor of his brown fur and Lightningclan roots. He is very excited to be a warrior now, alongside his wonderful littermates.
|| FAMILY ||
Heritage || Lightningclan(Rowanflight) x Loner(Ashstorm)
Mother || Rowanflight [Biological]
Father || Ashstorm [Biological]
Siblings || Gingersnap [Littermate], Rockhorn [Brother/Littermate], Newtfur [Brother/Littermate], Springsong [Sister/Littermate], Coyotepounce [Littermate], Speckledsky [Sister/2], Coppercrest [Brother/2], Milkwhisker [Brother/2], Daypaw [Sister/2], Twopaw [Brother/2], Stonetumble [Sister/1], Cardinalcry [Sister/1], Boulderpaw [Brother/1], Dunekit [Sister/1]
Aunt, Uncle || N/A
Niece/Nephews || Mantisdance [Nephew/1], Ladybugspots [Niece/1], Archleap [Nephew/1], Skykit [Nephew/1], Blossompaw [Niece/2], Cloverpaw [Niece/2]
|| Parents ||
[ Rowanflight || She-cat || Senior Warrior || Mother || Alive ]
[ Ashstorm || Tom || Senior Warrior || Father || Alive ]
|| Littermates ||
[ Gingersnap || Neutral || Young Warrior || Littermate || Alive ]
[ Rockhorn || Tom || Young Warrior || Brother || Alive ]
[ Springsong || She-cat || Young Warrior || Sister || Alive ]
[ Coyotepounce || Nonbinary || Young Warrior || Littermate || Alive ]
[ Newtfur || Tom || Young Warrior || Brother || Alive ]
|| Siblings ||
[ Cardinalcry || She || Senior Warrior || Older Sister || Alive ]
[ Stonetumble || She || Senior Warrior || Older Sister || Alive ]
[ Dunekit || She || Starclan Kit || Older Sister || Deceased ]
[ Boulderpaw || Tom || Starclan Apprentice || Older Brother || Deceased ]
[ Archleap || Tom || Warrior || Older Brother || Alive ]
[ Speckledsky || She || Warrior || Older Sister || Alive ]
[ Daypaw || She || Starclan Apprentice || Older Sister || Deceased ]
[ Milkwhisker || Tom || Warrior || Older Brother || Alive ]
[ Twopaw || Tom || Starclan Apprentice || Older Brother || Deceased ]
|| Mate ||
[ Name || Gender || Rank || Relation || Status ]
|| Kits ||
[ Name || Gender || Rank || Relation || Status ]
|| Other ||
[ Ladybugspots || She || Unknown || Niece || Unknown ]
[ Mantisdance || Tom || Warrior || Nephew || Alive ]
[ Archleap || Tom || Warrior || Nephew || Alive ]
[ Skykit || Tom || Starclan Kit || Nephew || Deceased ]
[ Blossompaw || She-cat || Apprentice || Niece || Alive ]
[ Cloverpaw || She-cat || Apprentice || Niece || Alive ]
|| Extra ||
|| HABITS ||
| : | Getting lost lmao
|| FEARS ||
| : | Getting lost and not having someone to help him get home
|| FAVORITES ||
| Animal: | Sparrows
| Color: | Amber
| Hobby: | Stick collecting
| Game: | Warrior
| Place: | Nursery, still
| Food: | Rabbit
| Season: | New-leaf
| Time of Day: | Early morning (early bird)
| Scent: | Mint
| Person(s): | His littermates, he can't pick just one
|| ROLEPLAY ||
|| ROLEPLAY METHODS ||
| Skype | [ No || I don't have skype, sorry! ]
| Notes | [ Second Preferred || I don't lose these very often. ]
| Comments | [ Sure || Not as preferred but more for shorter roleplays ]
| Chatrooms | [ Maybe || I don't mind making an account for chatrooms, but I can only reply on my laptop. ]
| Forums | [ Maybe || Same as Chatrooms, it just depends. ]
| Google Docs | [ Maybe || I don't know enough about google docs honestly. ]
| Discord | [ Preferred || I check at least once a day, so i'm more bound to reply. ]
|| EXAMPLE ||
|| Hopfoot was filled with determination as he crouched low, turquoise eyes blazing under the sun's smoldering rays. Little were they sheltered as the trees swayed behind them. Behind him a soft shuffling, paws pressing to the freshly bloomed grass. After a few moments a small brown pelt raced past, claws extended. Hopfoot kicked off the ground, smirking, as he charged after his clanmate; ready for an easy hunt. ||
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Flamepool was proud that she had been entrusted with another apprentice. It had been a long time since she trained Nightlight, and he wasn’t around anymore. She was excited to impart her knowledge onto a young mind and hopefully make him into a great warrior.
She didn’t know a lot about Lostpaw,just the fact that his mentor vanished. She didn’t want his apprenticeship to be held back, so she walked the camp and looked for him. They had no time to lose.
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|| Lostpaw wasn't certain where Hailrain had gone. The two, over their time training, had gotten pretty close. He was excited to have begun training, and had been cautious of his mentor at first. But over time they learned how to work together. Now he had to deal with a new mentor, as well as getting over his former mentor. He missed Hailrain, but he didn't want to throw a fit. Well he did, but he knew better. Ashstorm and Rowanflight had pretty good respect in the clan, and he didn't want to be the kit of theirs that messed it up.
Lostpaw peeked out of the apprentices' den where he'd been hiding, hoping he could hold off a bit. But he could see his mentor, or new mentor, walking around. Probably looking for him, he assumed. Little did he know of Flamepool, other than she was Twilightstar's daughter. She seemed so angry all the time, it actually scared him a bit.
Taking in a deep breath, Lostpaw rose up to his paws and moved out of the den and towards the patched she-cat. "Hello, Flamepool.." ||
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With Hailcrys RPer leaving the group, Lostpaw has been given a new mentor: Flamepool !
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Sure thing. Where would you prefer?
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Gotcha!
|| Lostpaw padded back into camp after a long day of training. In his jaws he carried a small rabbit, his first catch all on his own since becoming an apprentice. Hailrain had to help him most of the time, as half-way through the chase Lostpaw would end up running the opposite direction. Flicking his ears he tossed down the rabbit into the pile. He couldn't see any of his littermates around camp, nor his parents or older siblings. Though he had hoped to show his prey off to someone, he figured none of them would have been too interested anyway. It wasn't his first real catch, just his first one without any help.
Shaking his fur out, Lostpaw peeked first into the warriors' den and then the apprentices' den. Not seeing any family members, he moved to the nursery, figuring he could play a game with one of the kits to pass the time. ||
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Sparkkit was bored. She didn’t she her uncle as much after her mum yelled at him. She liked to pounce on her father’s tail, but he was on patrol. Sunkit, Springkit and Rootkit were playing a game and Sparkkit was out already. It wasn’t her fault she got distracted. Tinykit was hogging her mother’s time so Sparkkit was stuck being bored.
She was still bored when she saw a spotty brown apprentice. It was Lostpaw and Sparkkit was excited. She never got to talk to Lostpaw because her mother was overprotective. But her mother wasn’t here, and she could talk to him all she liked.
“Lostpaw over here,” Sparkkit yelled, “What did you learn about today?”
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|| Lostpaw hadn't expected the kits to find him first when he approached the nursery, but his attention turned to the golden-tan fur of Sparkkit. The she-kit wasn't too far off of his age, and the two had spent some time in the nursery together. Not nearly enough to call each other friends, but enough that Lostpaw was aware of her presence.
He blinked down to his former denmate, grinning. Of all the things he'd like to talk about, training was always one! Coming back from training and showing his littermates what he'd learned was his favorite part of the day!
"Oh, today Hailrain was teaching me how to follow scents better. Sometimes when i'm chasing a rabbit it turns and then I get lost," Lostpaw's head tilted to the side, "so he's helping me remember how to follow them without getting confused when they switch directions." ||
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Sparkkit was jealous that she didn’t get to be an apprentice yet. She didn’t think she was better than Lostpaw or his siblings, but with time she could be. Hearing his stories might make her have a head start over everyone and be the best. She’d make her mum proud.
“Haha, you get lost, get it? Because you are Lostpaw,” Sparkkit laughed, “But smelling scents is cool. I think. At least you won’t get lost again. Can you teach me?”
She didn’t know if she insulted Lostpaw or not, so she had kept talking. Sparkkit hoped she didn’t, she didn’t want to be a mean cat and let everyone down.
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|| Lostpaw let out a soft chuckle at the kit's comment. Of course he knew how funny his name was. He was named after his tendency to get lost, which he never really grew out of. He thought it was his most defining feature though, and the jokes usually never hurt him. Not unless he could feel the malice intent under, which he was certain Sparkkit wasn't intending.
"I'm sure I could teach you. I mean, i'm still new so don't think i'm too great. But, i've been learning to differentiate certain smells. Like learning what my clanmates smell like as well as following scents of prey." He flicked his ears around. He was sure if he tried to bring her out of camp he'd get in trouble, so he needed to use something in camp.
Lostpaw moved to the pile of fresh-kill, and took out a rabbit and a sparrow. Then dragged the them one by one to her side and dropped them down. "I started like this. My mentor made me smell them, and get used to the scent. Then we can hide them and you try to find them. It's a good way to learn to hunt, when you know where your prey is. That way you don't always rely on sight, which for me can be a bit misleading." ||
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Would you be interested in RPing with Gingerkit perhaps?
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Yea I'd love to! I might be a bit slow due to work and school though.
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//I'm almost always slow so I don't mind if you are too XD
Gingerkit had found the coolest new toy ever, it was a weird pointy leaf. The edges were all ruffled and the little reddish brown kit had been hauling the leaf around all morning cheerfully showing it to anyone who would listen in the camp. Now Gingerkit had to admit that they were getting tucked out and slowly hauled herself and the leaf into the nursery. She looked around and took in the nests and queens with a mild suspicion, it was not uncommon for one or the other of the adults in the nursery to not appreciate Gingerkit's finds. The mellow kit wouldn't fight it too much if a queen tried to take her new toy away, but that didn't mean she'd be happy about it either.
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Lostkit spent the majority of his day hiding away in the nursery, or staying mostly by the entrance, watching his littermates run around. Of course, Lostkit loved to run around and play games, he was real good at making them up too, but everytime he walked out of the nursery or too far away, someone was always right at his side. Trying to stop him from running off, as if he meant to do so. In the end he didn't mind sitting and waiting, in fact he really enjoyed watching his littermates play. Soon though, Gingerkit caught his eye, as she wobbled her way into the nursery with something in her jaws.
Lostkit flicked his ears, a bit curious, rose to his paws from his spot in the back of the den and made his way to her, ears flicking.
''Gingerkit, whatcha' got there?"
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