Roseclan joining page!!

Ive only been in one other clan so idk much, but I would like to figure out (if available) a mentor for Slatepaw before i begin the rp.

Sincerely,
Rick

🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃

Oh, that was a while ago though You said you were thinking of just letting it die anyway around that time if I remember at least that correctly.
Now that BriarClan is gone though, i'm not exactly as tied up anymore.

I didn't really know that though :')
i do miss my characters from Briarclan ;-;

Yeah no i get that. Like I said, i'll put up forms soon. Just wanna finish editing AetherClan's main page first.

I changed up my cat as well since you did lol, His name has changed but overall he is the same. 
I'll make the other female later as to even it up xD

♂ -- { Frostriver } -- { Loner } -- { 41 Moons } -- { Male }

Frostriver is an attractively built, lean pale brown tom. His fur is thick, smooth and soft, yet in some places it sticks up at awkward angles. He has tabby pointe markings of a darker brown colour. His tail is also of this darker colour as are his ears and paws. Frostriver does have a lighter shade of tan splashed on his muzzle and and chest, as well as a few dashes on his back legs. He has crisp, light blue eyes. This tom seems to be very easy-going and carefree at first glance. He's often playful and cheery a lot of the time, out for making jokes and witty remarks. This can sometimes leave other cats to find him cocky, and to a degree he can be quite prideful. The biggest flaw about this tom is that he doesn't take to resting easily and always pushes himself too hard, resulting in injuries that shouldn't have happened and suffering from intense fatigue at times. He's also a bit too competitive and hates to lose. Once he's decided he doesn't like you, that image rarely ever changes and he'll make it a petty point to constantly bug and annoy you. However, underneath this all, he's very serious, calm, and calculating. He's quick to notice flaws in other cats defenses and can acknowledge when a cat is stronger than him. When down to it, he's a fierce and relentless fighter that never gives up even if the odds seem 1 to 100. As he is not the most muscularly built, he isn't particularly powerful. However, his power is rooted in his skill and speed. Many days of training and practice took a lot out of him, but now his movements are sharp. One of the very few survivors of PetalClan.

-- { Roleplayed By 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 } --

♂ -- { Hawkstorm } -- { Warrior } -- { 40 Moons } -- { Male }

A large and muscled, pale gray-brown tom with intense dark olive eyes flecked with gold. His face is normally that of an unaffected one, flat and stoic, but this is simply because he is rarely expressive with his features. He can be a bit too blunt with his opinions and has a hard time picking up when someone is messing with him, often going along with what they say whether it be jokes, or teasing. If you try and joke with him, there is a very high chance that he wouldn't react quite the way you'd want him to. Because of his general social awkwardness, very few cats speak to him. Though this is a fact he doesn't care an ounce about as he only converses with others should he think he needs to, or is prompted to. It is rare that he'd approach a cat without intentions of doing warrior duty related things. His patience is quite admirable, however he's known to dislike things he doesn't understand and those who are over-confident when he believes they have no reason to be. Rare are the times where he becomes competitive with others but don't get this confused. This tom puts effort into everything he does and never does he take a task lightly. Overall Hawkstorm is a respectful cat that rarely ever means harm. If his straightforward way of speaking ever offends he makes it very important to apologize.

-- { Roleplayed By 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃  } --

♀ -- { Mystic } -- { Loner } -- { 12 Moons } -- { Female } --

A very small pitch black she-cat with thick, fluffy fur. Her tail is unusually long and her eyes are a soft shade of sapphire blue. She's a very guarded cat that doesn't trust others very easy. More often than not actually, she puts up a cold front and tries to come off as aggressive despite her size. Speaking of her size, this she-cat is very much conscious of it and finds it to be nothing but a burden to have grown up to be so small when she sees other cats. Because of this, Mystic tries her best to do more than what she should and works a bit too hard at times, worse even, she has a hard time accepting help or advice from others as well. Deep down she craves affection and doesn't like to be alone, but it isn't easy for her to admit that, instead the very thought makes her believe she is weak. Should she manage to get close to anyone she is very soft and kind, humorous even. Her mother and father were taken by twolegs and the siblings she had ended up starving to death because of that. She had only managed to survive with the help of Frostriver, and he is one of the only few cats she trusts due to this.

-- { Roleplayed by 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 } --