You don't have to ask to join me. I'm looking for:

Leader Me

Beta 1 Stray

Beta 2 Me

Scout Reserved for lolalover6

Hunter 1 Reserved for Stray

Hunter 2 lolalover6

Hunter 3

 Let me make this very clear. This is NOT a Warrior RP!!! This is simpaly a way to meet new people and make friends through love, hatered, and all else this story will bring to all who join. Romance is extremely wanted!!! Make it a love story!!!

Rules: No powerplaying, no godpowers, a maximum of two charecters per person, must have two faults and three extras, vivid diion and/or photo, fill out your Bio like mine please, be diive, rules of Res apply, semi-illeterate. Rules subject to change.

Welcome to my home.

Name: Wildfire                                                                           Gender: Male                                                                             Mate: None                                                                                Kits: None                                                                                   Rank: Leader                                                                          Personality: Kind, loving, sweet, calm, level-headed, dominate, protective, intelligant, nurturing, easy going, and patient.                     Faults/Extras: Never forgives a lie, overprotective, strong, muscular, hears both sides of the story before judging.                                      Looks: A shorthaired silver cat with light yellow eyes and sleek, muscular body, long body and face, glossy, smooth fur.

Name: Rhen                          

Gender: Female

Mate: Wildfire                                                             

Kits: None                                                                  

Rank: Beta 2                                               

Personality: Loving, motherly, nurturing, kind, can't resist helping anyone in need, sweet, tender, agreeable, level-headed, easy going, patient, unbiased, intelligant              

Faults/Extras: Overly nice, can't stand but help, can laugh at her own mistakes unstead of getting mad, loving, unbiased                               Looks: Thin, long, sleek, tortiseshell with ice blue eyes, long fur, soft, warm, has tufts on ears and has over-large feet.                                                    

Name: Alcarié
Gender: Tom
Mate: Viveral (Deceased)
Kits: Scarlethaze (Missing), Raze (deceased) 
Rank: Beta 1?
Personality:  He is a very laid back cat, with hardly any temper whats so ever. He is not the most loyal cat though, to anyone except himself and Luoke, and does not mind to turn his back on those who he considers friends. But he is protective, if not loyal, and will jump in front of a killing blow to protect those he cares about, and will laugh any thanks he gets off. But Alcarié is a shameless flirt, enjoying to spend a lot of his time around the she-cats. He is a smooth talker and can seem sweet and caring at times. But if things get serious he backs away quickly. 
Faults/Extras: He has little loyalty except to himself and Luoke. Not exactly the nicest cat of the bunch either, he is not afraid to swipe at ears of annoyed, This is mainly because of his quick, unpredictable temper. He is a adoptive father to Luoke, who lost his family at a early age.
Deion:

 

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Name: Luoke
Gender: Tom
Mate: None, to young
Rank: Will be hunter, a little young at the moment
Personality:  He is a very socially awkward cat, always hiding in behind the larger, stronger Alcarié. He is very bold though, for such a weak cat and will stand up for what he believes in. He also tends to think that even though he is smaller and weaker then most, he'll be able to do just as much as any cat. Alcarié has a saying for him: You might be weak in body, but strong in heart. He lives by these words. 
Faults: For faults look also art his deion. He has little self-esteem and wonders often if it would be better off for him to die and join his mother and litter mates. Alcarié has been his adoptive father after his mother and siblings were killed by other cats.
Deion:   He is a tiny cat, no larger then a 6 moon old kit with abnormally long legs and skinny body. No matter how much he eats he does not gain weight, so most of his ribs show along with his back bone. His bones are very weak and fragile, making him weak and clumsy. He would never make a good warrior, seeing as he can hardly walk and not break something, more less fight.

Name: Shimmerfang

Gender: She-Cat
Mate: None
Kits: None
Rank: Hunter Two (?)

Personality:  Shimmerfang has had a rough past, and is wary and often untrusting because of it.  If she comes off a hostile, don't worry--your as.sumption has been completely correct.  Qhen independent, she is loyal once you befriend her and works hard to serve others if she deems them worthy of their service.
Faults/Extras: Shimmerfang can be a bit short-tempered at times, and isn't afraid to dfend herself or others.  She can be a bit easy to tick off and would leap into battle without a secone d glance.

Deion:

-Coming-

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  Name: Sparkwhisker (Spark)

Gender: She-Cat
Mate: None
Kits: None, wants
Rank: Member of Group (?)
Personality:  Curious and often adventurous, Sparkwhisker may come off as a very kit-like cat.  Despite this, she is very knowledgable and at times wise beyong her years.  She loves to learn new things, hunt, and be around other cats.  She doesn't take insults well, though, because she is very sensitive.  She hates to see suffering of any form.  She sometimes dreams of having a mate and kits, and can be easy to sway in the ways of romance.

Faults/Extras:  Sparkwhisker can be very easy to persuade, and doesn't doubt much.  She can be mislead with smooth words, but she has an uncanny sense of character.

Deion:

-Coming-

((Also, here is a diion of their home:))

A lone, grey stone outcrop with a pile of boulders. The outcrop is halfway up a hill, and there is a dry, warm, roomy cavern within the boulders. Around the outcrop is long gr*censored*es and some trees further down. The hunting is great, with voles and mice and starlings everywhere. Also, there is a small, cool creek umong the trees with clear, crisp water.

((Ok))

The mountians gleamed with the mist, which seemed to catch on fire in the sun's early rays. Wildfire wormed out of the crevice and inhaled the crisp morning air. The light breeze ruffled his fur, and he closed his eyes, daydreaming. He loved the feeling of the sun on his back, the smooth stone underneath him...  he opened his eyes to the soft tickle of Rhen's tounge on his ear, and peered into her smiling face. He licked her once, then went off into the thicket, leaving the whisper of "I'll be back." with the other cat.