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Hey guys, I'm not going to be active but you can find me @ www.theramenwars.wetpaint.com We need lots of members and your help would be greatly appreciated. Happy Thanksgiving! ♥ Liz Yo. My Profile is under progress. Danke. ⌡Myself⌠ My name is Liz. My favorite color is red. I have a kitten. Her name is Phoebe. .:Clan Cats:. ~*|Peachbranch|*~ Remorseful Regret... Wise eyes--  Clan: IvyClan Gender: Tom Rank: Elder Mate: None Peachbranch is your average, grouchy, agonizingly picky elder. He is quiet if you leave him alone, but leave him alone too long he'll complain. Peachbranch loves to tell stories and talk with kits and apprentices. Once you pass the warrior ceremony, watch out. He doesn't talk about his past much. Well, aside from all the bears he's killed and the narrow escapes from danger. No one knows very much about where he came from, he's outlived all the warriors in Ivyclan. As his time grows short, Peachbranch wonders if maybe, just maybe he could have done something in his life. «Autumnkit» Painful Past... Forgetful Future--  Clan: LeafClan Gender: She-cat Rank: Kit Mate: None RWN: AutumnFrost Autumnkit was found by Ashpaw, lost and without a spark in her eyes. She looked dead as she stared emptily out at the canopy on a gloomy day. It was cold and the dark clouds threatened to rain. Is there a future? She is scarred because of her past, and scared of what may become of her. The things she's seen, no kit should ever see. The things she's done, no kit should ever do. ≈Wolves≈ ‡Gavyn‡ Flying forsaken... Wisely blessed--  Pack: Loner Gender: Male Mate: None Unaproachable and silent, never staying too long. Gavyn travels across the territories, drifting around and never staying for more than a few nights. He's always gone in the morning. Gavyn knows many things, stories, cures for sicknesses, hunting strategies, even the way the leaves rustle when a storm is approaching. All experience from a lifetime alone. He never digresses into his past, remaining as elusive as his drifting patterns. Few wolves see him twice, straying from tree to tree, river to river. Maybe if you listen closely, you can hear his howl... but no one's ever heard it before. What is he hiding? ⌡Myself⌠ My name is Liz. I am 14. My favorite color is red. I have a kitten. Her name is Phoebe. I like to play the guitar, draw, write, and read.
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