&&. 'Cause I've Seen It All B E F O R E !!

[cheshy says grace]

When I come up in the club,
I'm talking mad s**t,
Come up in the club I'm 'bout to get my a.ss kicked,
'Cause I'm sippin' on some Gin,
Sip, Sippin' on some Jack,
Slip 60 in her panties with my number on the back

'Cause the proof is in the Kodak,
The throw-backs in a dark and vacant corner,
You were freezing, I was warmer,
And the roof is gone, when we know that,
And baby chases like she don't know what she's seeing,
I was steady, you were fleeting

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railfeather
any of numerous birds of the family Rallidae, that have short wings, a narrow body, long toes, and a harsh cry and inhabit grasslands, forests, and marshes in most parts of the world.


>>guess what i look like\\.

name; railfeather
age; 21 moons
gender; tom
rank; warrior
clan; eclipseclan
credit; bio by brindle

Punk bi**h,
'Cause I've seen it before,
Punk bi**h,
And I don't care anymore,
Punk bi**h,
And I just want you to know,
Punk bi**h,
Punk bi**h,
'Cause I've seen it before,
Punk bi**h,
And I don't care anymore,

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What a handsome kitty! That would be a Twoleg would describe Railfeather if they ever saw him wandering around in their yard, stalking a stray bird that had flown out of the territory. Railfeather is indeed handsome. He's lithe and lean, with the body of a wildcat. He's as skinny as, well, a rail. His muscles are hardened and tough from moons as a wildcat. He's sleek and casts a manly shadow. His body is long, and so is his neck. His legs are also long and lean, but the tom can make them look small. His paws are short and stubby, but wide. They're not the prettiest paws, but considering how tall he is, all the she-cats will be looking up at his face instead of looking down at his paws. The base colour of his really short fur is a flinty grey-brown. That's overlayed by cinnamon stripes. His pelt is a swirly mix of flinty russet and flinty brown. Both colours are relatively the same apart from the slight colour difference, so his pelt all blends together. He has dark brown stripes that melt into dark orange stripes all over his pelt. His paws are a light orange with dark brown stripes. His tail is a deep grey with black stripes and a black tail tip.

As for his head, it complements Railfeather's body immenseley. His head is wide, but not too wide. His brow is thick and hard, but it doesn't stand out too much. The tom's eyes are almost always drooping, though he is constantly on the alert. His muzzle is wide and round, almost cherub-like. It sticks out from his face, looking from the side like a slight hook-nose. The back of his head is finely sloped, and it connects to his neck and body with no problem. His ears and long and pointed, tapering at the tom. They're more on the side of his head than on the top. The insides are a pale peach covered with barely any fuzz. His whiskers are long and droopy. His eyes are a light amber that border on green. His nose is a dusty peach, and the bridge of his nose is a dusty beige. His head is basically the same colour as his body; golden-brown. He does have some mackerel tabby markings on his head; the mascara markings. The back of his ears are a light cinnamon, and the back of Railfeather's head is a flinty grey.

Uh, yeah, sounds good,
Throw me up in the headphones; sounds good

When I come up in the club,
I'm actin' mad dumb,
Ladies lookin' at me tell 'em, "come and get some,"
'Cause I'm sippin' on some Jack,
Sip, Sippin' on some Gin,
Tip, tippin' all these strippers like I know them as my friends

'Cause the proof is in the Kodak,
The throw-backs in a dark and vacant corner,
You were freezing, I was warmer,
And the roof is gone, we know that,
And baby chases like she don't know what she's seeing,
I was steady, you were fleeting

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Railfeather is a loyal warrior. He's been trained to die for his Clan, and he will. He believes that the Clan leader is an important part of the Clan and that protecting them is better than protecting any other individual in the Clan. But when it comes to the question of his leader, or the life of every other cat in the Clan, he would choose to keep the Clan alive. To him, the Clan is the most important thing. It's more important than his family, and most importantly, she-cats. He wouldn't engage in a cross-Clan relationship if it was more than just mindless mating. See, Railfeather doesn't see anything wrong with mating with she-cats in other Clans, but he knows to do that he would have to get to know them first, and to him, that's a waste of time. Railfeather is loyal to the Clan, and the tom is also a loyal friend. If you're his friend, he'll defend you to the end. He's very cheerful, capable of making up good jokes to cheer up his friend. Railfeather's friendship is highly valued.

Now, say you're a she-cat. Say you're hopelessly in love with Railfeather. You're always shy around, tip-toeing and trying to impress him. So one day, Railfeather, knowing full well how you feel, comes up to you and starts a conversation. You'll probably be turned off almost immediately. Now don't get me wrong here. Railfeather is a great warrior and friend. But he's not the best for relationships. He doesn't believe there's any point to a true relationship. The tom would rather get laid by a different she-cat every week then be in an abstaining relationship with the she-cat he loves more than anything else. That's just the way he is. Now, this isn't to say that Railfeather disregards females. He doesn't think any less of them, and he doesn't think they can't make good warriors. Railfeather would respect a she-cat warrior just as much as a tom warrior. But in terms of relationships, he's not interested in a serious one. If you're the she-cat he comes over and starts talking to, you're going to notice that bit of sleaziness in his tone, and perhaps realize he only wants you for one night. So you're out of there, leaving Railfeather alone once more. That doesn't mean he's hopeless with she-cats. He gets what he wants from those she-cats who don't care about giving it, or the ones too hopelessly in love with him to notice his true intentions.

Punk bi**h,
'Cause I've seen it before,
Punk bi**h,
And I don't care anymore,
Punk bi**h,
And I just want you to know,
Punk bi**h,
Punk bi**h,
'Cause I've seen it before,
Punk bi**h,
And I don't care anymore,

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Now, normally the cats most loyal to their Clan are the ones who are half-Clan or come from Twolegplace, because they have the most to prove. Because of Railfeather's extreme loyalty, you might asume that something scandalous happened in his past, soemthing that the tabby tom is desperately trying to make up for. Well, good guess, but you couldn't be more wrong. There's nothing traumatizing in Railfeather's past. His parents were average EclipseClan warriors. His grandparents were average EclipseClan warriors. He, Railfeather, is a normal EclipseClan warrior. Then why is he so fiercely loyal? He just is. He feels born into the Clan because of all the pure blood in his veins. He wants to protect it from cats who seek to harm EclipseClan. The Clan is his home, and Railfeather will defend it to his last breath.

His grandparents on his father's side are Swoopingeagle and Cloverpetal. Swoopingeagle was a handsome brown tabby with a white muzzle. He looked just like the bald eagles that patrolled the skies. He was a loyal warrior, and he always wanted to be deputy. He was chosen as deputy once, but he had to retire after breaking a leg and suffering from a severe case of greencouch. It was bad luck for the poor tom, but the medicine cat's den was where he met Cloverpaw. She was training as the medicine cat apprentice, but she fell in love with Swoopingeagle instead. Cloverpaw renounced her dream to become medicine cat and began to train as a warrior instead. Soon, she was Cloverpetal, and she had Swoopingeagle had three kits: Hawk-kit, Brownkit and Spottedkit.

Hawk-kit was an average kit. He was attractive, but not the casanova of the litter. Now, that was Brownkit. The dusky brown tom was charming in every way. At a young age, Brownkit had a crush, Amethystkit, and a best friend, Spiderkit. Spiderkit was a handsome grey and white tom, and he and Brownkit did everything together. Spiderkit's sister was a shy Russian blue called Azurekit. She barely talked to anyone except Spiderkit and her parents, Badgerstrike and Sweetkiss. One day, Brownkit was out doing something with Amethystkit. So Spiderkit hung out with Hawk-kit. Halfway through the day, they went to see Azurekit. Azurekit and Hawk-kit hit it off right away, and they barely noticed when Spiderkit left.

As apprentices, Azurepaw and Hawkpaw were nearly inseperable. All the other apprentices, including Spiderpaw, Brownpaw and Amethystpaw, always joked about them being in love. And who knew, it was probably true. They did everything together, and Azurepaw became better friends with Amethystpaw as well. She was finally making friends. That was when she and Hawkpaw had their argument. He had caught Azurepaw chasing a rabbit into another Clan's territory, where she caught it and killed it. Then, noticing a mouse near her, Azurepaw had caught that too. Azurepaw had argued that it was no big deal, but Hawkpaw was disgusted. Azurepaw merely got a small punishment, and life went on as normal.

They were made into warriors soon after. Spottedpaw became Spottedpelt, Hawkpaw became Hawkbreath, Brownpaw became Brownbear, Amethystpaw became Amethystheart, Spiderpaw became Spidercry and Azurepaw became Azurecloak. After moons of arguing and ignoring each other, Hawkbreath and Azurecloak finally talked again. They apologized over and over again, finally falling into each other's arms with sighs of relief. It was over. The day later, they became mates. Azurecloak moved to the nursery, where it quickly became obvious she was pregnant. Hawkbreath visited her everyday, and they were the perfect picture of love and affection. Seriously, if you looked up love and affection in the dictionary, you would see a picture of Hawkbreath and Azurecloak.

Nothing traumatizing happened when Azurecloak gave birth, though she only had one kit. She called him Railkit, after the bird that he looked like. Railkit grew quickly. He was loyal, but he was dominant. In nursery games, he always had to win the wrestling. The tom was strong and lean enough to pull it off. When he wrestled with she-kits, Railkit would always pin them down to the ground and enjoy the feeling of power he got. He had nothing against the she-cats, and some of them grew up to be his closest friends inside the Clan. But it started him off on the path that would cause him to look for easy one night stands as a warrior. Despite how loyal and strong he was, that's what Railkit would become. A great tom for a friend, a bad tom for a love.

As Railpaw, he was a pretty popular cat. The she-cats loved him, and he enjoyed to flirt around, but not get into anything serious. He was chastized by his friends and mentor for being such a player, but Railpaw didn't care. He was always a great friend, being there for his best friends (two she-cats and a tom) to confide in. He offered astoundingly accurate love advice, despite his lack of experience. He was looked up to, and he was a model for some of the kits. They wanted to be as good an of an apprentice as Railpaw. The tabby tom learned quickly, and his mentor, Foamheart, was proud of him. Yes, Railpaw was the man to be. Soon, he earned his warrior name, Railfeather.

And I just want you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight,
Punk bi**h
Whoa whoa oh,
Punk bi**h,
Whoa whoa oh,
Punk bi**h,
Whoa whoa oh,
We datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight

Write it down,
Scratch the nice,
'Cause I just can't keep coming back

Punk bi**h,
Yeah,
Punk bi**h,
Yeah,
Punk bi**h,
Yeah,
Punk bi**h,
Yeah

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hawkbreath father
azurecloak mother
spidercry uncle
brownbear uncle
spottedpelt aunt
amethystheart aunt-in-law
cloverpetal grandma
swoopingeagle grandpa
sweetkiss grandma
badgerstrike grandpa

You put my picture in a box,
It was the one inside your locket,
What happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket,
Your fingers say to come,
But your eyes say I should stop it,
If I regret all I've done,
I would be trapped inside that locket,
You put my picture in a box,
It was the one inside your locket,
What happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket,
Your fingers say to come,
But your eyes say I should stop it,
If I regret all I've done,
I would be trapped inside that locket.

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painting portraits of ghosts
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You put my picture in a box ('cause I've seen it before),
It was the one inside your locket,
What happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket (and I don't care anymore),
Your fingers say to come,
But your eyes say I should stop it (and I just want you to know),
If I regret all I've done,
I would be trapped inside that locket (that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight)

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&&/I dunno, she wanted to make me a bio so I'm like sure why not XDD/&&

[idk my bff brindle]

I LOVE HIM
...maybe 'cause I made him, but still (:

[SHADE. :D]

Accepted.