The Basics:

Name: Raven'sWing
Nickname(s): Raven or Ray
Age: 16 moons
Position: warrior
Gender: she-cat
Birthplace: unknown
Residence:streamclan 

The Apperance:
Eye Color:dark hazel
Coat Color:black
Scars:one long scar running from her noes to her tail
Distinguishing Features:The scar

The Personality:
Loves:rivers, and fighting
Likes:hunting, exploring or just laying down and humming
Dislikes:kitty-pets, and cat who think life is just full of happiness
Secrets:"If I told you it wouldn't be a secret would it"
Weaknesses:She sometimes get too caught up things
Strengths:She can usually figure some one out quickly

The Other:
Scent:She smells vagly of bllod from the blood stained on her paws, and clean water
Crush:no one
Mate:no one
Offspring:none
Family:non that are alive
Additional Info.:"I have nothing left to say"

The Basics:

((Alright then...But its not possible to have blood stained paws, I mean it is, but not perminately unless she just never washed her paws, which would be gross. Because that would start to smell after a while XP

And Raven's Wing's name should really be Ravenwing, aslo happiness has an 'i'. Its just spelling annoys me, especially when I do because I've been doing it alot recently because I type way to fast XP))

Spider dipped his head in acquiescence, careful to keep his posture low and unchallenging when he padded after the Clans leader. However, even Robinstar's last harsh words couldn't contain Spider's evident curiosity of how the Clan worked. Flicking his ears hurriedly as he tried to keep up with constant confusion and press of chattering cats. Squinting his eyes he realized that he could hardly tell one cat apart from the other. The only he remembered was the fierce ginger tom, the ebony tom and that oddly spotted she-cat. Tail flicking back and forth nervously he stumbled slightly as another cat brushed past him quickly. Huffing he scowled and shook his head, gray eyes anxious.

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Leopardwind scowled at Spider as the strange rogue nonchalantly questioned Robinwing, but her ferocious ex
pression turned upside-down as her leader snapped and growled at the rogue. "Serves him right," she huffed, feeling very uncharitable towards the rogue for no reason at all. Turning about she overheard Fallenbane's and Midnightflower's conversation and padded over to join them, mewing a quick hello as she settled down, green eyes bright with curiosity. "Kitten killer is going a bit far Fallenbane," she pointed out mildly, though her ears twitched with agreement. "But being cautious never hurt. He looks like a formidable fighter as any, with all those scars lining his pelt."