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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 10:45:22 GMT -5
One may walk over the highest mountain one step at a time. - Barbara Walters
Moons ago, a small group of wild cats made their home in a small valley between two large mountains. It was a misty and mysterious valley, few other living occupants other than the basic species that thrived. Two-legs were far and few between, usually living with livestock in their large dens amongst the trees. Here the new clan settled and called home. Sadly, after only a few generations, the clan suffered many great loses. During greenleaf, two-legs started a forest fire on accident and ruined acres of the forest, driving the cats from their camp. By leaf-bare, there was little the felines could do to save their clan from the sickness that ravaged their home, and they lost many cats. After the loss of so many, the leader of Mistclan, Firestar, decided to allow loners, rogues, and even kittypets into the clans to help swell the numbers again, moving his entire clan deeper into the valley. Generations later, Mistclan is thriving, but every day is a challenge to live, can you survive? ⇥ I ▸ Introduction, Directory ⇥ II ▸ Rules, Links ⇥ III ▸ Territory, Camp ⇥ IV▸ Roleplay Information ⇥ V▸ Allegiances ⇥ VI▸ Starclan, Dark Forest ⇥ VII▸ Character Count, Relationships ⇥ VIII▸ Traditions ⇥ IX▸ News ⇥ X ▸ Credit, Extras
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:04:39 GMT -5
▸ Respect and Obey. Listen to my rules, the forum rules, and all rules that don't really need to be said. I'll change and add rules if I feel there needs to be a new one, but I'll always let people know prior.
▸ No plot making, unless it's something like a forbidden romance, a warrior/kit/ Other death, a fight between clanmates. Anything like a fox attack or larger will have to be discussed and approved by myself and the rest of the clan! Though you're always welcome to pitch ideas to keep drama going!
▸ No god-modding, powerplaying, flooding, mary-sues/gary-stus, etc.
▸ Don't advertise, please. Unless it's something like 'hey, if you guys want, I just started a new clan. PM me for info' ONCE. Don't constantly use this thread or the joining thread to promote yourself. You may NOT advertise on the main RP thread only the discussion thread.
▸ This is a third person POV, semi-lit at least rp. Please keep it a grammatically correct post, NO TEXT TALK. Text talk is one of my all-time pet peeves and I will not respond if it's something that I literally cannot read, because I won't bother. You are required to post four detailed sentences minimum per post, if you can not, this is not the rp for you. You will receive a warning if your posts are too short.
▸ I require people to be active to keep this rp going. After one week, you'll get a yellow name, a warning. After two, I will delete your cats and all apprentices/ mentors will be switched out and the like. If you held a high position(deputy, med cat, etc), and wish to re-join, you may not have said position back. You will have to restart from the basic roles. However, if you alert me to your absence, I'll give you one month to return before storing your cats away.
▸ Be realistic. No hot pink cats with purple eyes and wings that can kill a fox with one swipe. I'll allow small powers to cats I PICK for PROPHECIES. You may NOT create a cat with powers unless I allow one to be made specifically.
▸ I'll pick important roles, such as deputy, leader, and medicine cats. I want active people for these important roles that involve leading and healing. They'll also be mods for the clan as well, so activity is required.
▸ I'll age cats every two weeks by one moon, to keep it realistic and get apprentices And warriors and kits moving around, instead of static.
▸ Keep your cats even. One warrior to one apprentice, one tom to one she-cat, etc. You may not have four she-cats, no toms, and three apprentices and one warrior, that's extremely unbalanced. I won't be super strict on the gender one, but the warrior - apprentice rule goes hand in hand. You may not have more apprentices than warriors you have.
▸ I will allow same-gender relationships, other genders, etc etc cats in this rp, however do keep in mind that two she-cats can never have kits, and the chances of randomly stumbling upon kits are just about zero and will still be raised by a queen in the nursery and therefore not the kits of the same-gender couple.
▸ If you wish to join with a queen, they must either be expecting, or have a mate that is NOT played by you. They may not have kits already if they don't have a mate and can only be expecting.
▸ Random events and deaths will happen! i.e. if there is a bad fox attack, I will roll a randomizer and if it reaches a certain number or up a random cat could receive vicious injury or death. This also goes for kitting, I will randomize the number of kits and how many die, etc, to keep the rp a bit realistic.
▸ All rules on the joining page apply to the rp as well, make sure to review those if you think something is missing.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:06:44 GMT -5
The valley that Mistclan calls home is large and expansive, and they own at least half of it. Because they have no other bordering clans currently, they have plenty of room to hunt and have kept to a small area respectfully. The territory lies between a mountain edge and a tiny twolegplace, a small place containing only a couple dozen twoleg dens. It's deep, misty, and for the most part, a flat forest filled with prey and predators.
The training hollow, a place apprentices and their mentors go to practice, is in the deepest part of the valley territory they own. It's an old lake bed, sandy and a little rocky around the edges. During rains and early new-leaf, when the ground is wet or the snow from the mountains melts, the training hollow fills with water and is used as a close source of fresh water and training takes place elsewhere.
The Star Tree is a tall tree resting atop a small mountain peak called the Mountain's Edge. From Mistclan territory, its a two day journey, however it's worth it. The tree of unknown species glows silver under moon high light, it's leaves glittering. Here is where the members of Starclan reach down to touch and speak with the members who visit. Usually only leaders, the heir, and medicine cats visit the Star Tree, however warriors and apprentices will join at times if bodyguards are needed. It's very dangerous in leafbare due to the sheer drop of the Mountain's Edge. MistClan camp is located in a well hidden underground cavern carved from stone by the underground lake, and covered by their forest they call home. It has two openings, sheer sides, and little nooks to tuck away in. Thanks to the rabbit burrow that lead them to this camp, they're well hidden and protected with only one other opening in the camp that’s a sheer drop from the forest floor to the bottom of the cave, not survivable. Most of the cavern is eroded and smooth due to it once being an underground lake that merely streamed away via an old river.
⇥ The Bramble Tunnel ▸▸ This tunnel is the only known entrance into the camp. It was a rabbit burrow that was make wider and filled with gorse and bramble that pulls at pelts and makes it difficult to get in, but not impossible. It should keep out most attacks and threats, but it's not uncommon for a snake to get inside through these plants.
⇥ Sunny Rocks ▸▸ The Sunny Rocks are opposite of the Bramble Tunnel, and underneath the large opening with the sheer drop. Placed between the nursery and the elders' den, it was one a cave-in that had been eroded by the underground lake, then the rain. Now the stones are smooth and pretty flat, making for the perfect sunning and playing spot for the elders and kits alike.
⇥ Tall Ledge ▸▸ Towering over the Meeting Hollow, the Tall Ledge shows the once water level of the lake as it eroded towards the Stonesteps that lead up the side of the cave to the Tall Ledge and the Leader's Den. It's completely sturdy and allows for the best view and speaking position of the camp.
⇥ Meeting Hollow ▸▸ The meeting hollow slightly deeper sandpit of the cave that all cats sit in. It's used during ceremonies and announce-ments under the Tall Ledge, but also during sharing tongue, morning patrol assignments, and important senior provider meetings. It has the most comfortable floor inside the entire cave.
⇥ Little Spring ▸▸ A tiny pool in the Medicine Cats' little cavern. It's filled with fresh water that pools from the old river that fed the lake. It's believed the river is nothing more than a stream now, only managing to fill up a tiny pool, but it's well loved and looked after and used by the medicine cats, queens, and apprentices.
⇥ Fresh Kill Pile ▸▸ Placed under a rocky outlet, it's kept safe in the middle of the cave from the Dirtplace, cats, dust, water, and rot. The rocky outlet it's in will also freeze enough in the winter to keep the prey from going rotten and effectively chilling it to preserve it.
⇥ Dirtplace ▸▸ The same rocky outlet that the Fresh Kill Pile is placed under leads across to the dirtplace tunnel which leads to another cavern higher towards the surface. There are plenty of holes to keep it fresh, and secret exits if you know where to look.
⇥ The Warriors' Den ▸▸ Next to the Bramble Tunnel, it's built from gorse, brambles, and bracken that was found or brought in. It was woven and tucked into a dome-like shape, and given enough space to expand out for the new apprentices turned warriors. The senior warriors sleep near the back, close to the rock wall, where it's warmer. Shared by both hunters and sharpclaws.
⇥ The Apprentices' Den ▸▸ Opposite the Fresh-kill Pile, it's made the same way as the warriors' den, just smaller. A dome-like shape that's against the cave wall and easy to expand. It's further from the bramble tunnel and past the medicine cat den to keep the young cats safer, and warmer. Shared by both sharpclaw and hunter students.
⇥ The Medicine Cats' Den ▸▸ A hollow in the cave, it's covered by a wall of ferns and hanging ivy from the Little Spring just outside. Inside, there is a place in the back for the head healer and their students, and a crack in the wall where they keep their stores dry. The rest of the den is open and has dimples in the ground where nests are put when sick cats come into the healer's den.
⇥ The Leader's Den ▸▸ Past the Tall Ledge, it's the highest in the camp and looks out over the entire camp. It's cut into the wall, and is where the underground lake used to filter out into the major river and lake that now makes up part of Mistclan territory. It is completely blocked off however, and is spacious enough for meetings.
⇥ The Elders' Den ▸▸ In the back of the camp, it's to the right of the sunnyrocks and opening in the ceiling, and made of bracken and gorse covered in thick leaves of an evergreen plant, keeping it warm even in leaf bare. It's super comfy inside, and the ground is made of lichen.
⇥ The Nursery ▸▸ To the left of the Elders' den, it's also made of bracken, gorse, and the evergreen plants, but also has feathers woven into the walls to keep it safe for kits. It's plenty spacious inside, and very comfortable and warm.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:07:50 GMT -5
Season » Leafbare
Temperature » 12F
Time of Day » Early Morning
Weather » Snow storm, near blizzard
Drama » Icestar is the last cat suffering from greencough this season and looks as though he may die soon.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:15:06 GMT -5
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⇥ Icestar ▸ tom // 76 moons // unknown // {N P C} a large white tom with icey blue eyes and grey spots.
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⇥ Shaleclaw ▸ tom // 30 moons // homosexual // { ❁ ᴿᴵᴿᴵᴬᴺ ❁} An undersized dark blue-grey tom. Shaleclaw is of a lithe, angular built, if not naturally petite. With his small body and gentle facial complexion, you could easily mistake him for a she-cat, which is something he both disdains and is self conscious of. Shaleclaw's fur is medium-long, which is longer on his face, tail, and thighs, and is something he ritually grooms everyday to keep soft and sleek. His tail is long and plumed. He has small dainty paws and large ears, ending with tufts of hair at the top. His head is small, with a triangular-shaped face and pink nose. Little flecks of white splotch his face and tail. His eyes are large and are a bright blue. Shaleclaw's left hind leg is severely twisted due to a birth defect, but is something he tries to not let hold him back from being a good warrior. Shaleclaw has slightly low self-esteem due to his appearance and disability, thus he strongly desires to prove himself to MistClan. He can be best described as a bit rude to some, depending on how they treat him. A grouch, if you will. Though, he is surprisingly loyal and overbearing of those he cares for. Shaleclaw doesn't exactly like reaching out to others, but while seeming antisocial he is generally open to talk with his Clanmates. He can be very negative and pessimistic, almost if he is always expecting the worst to happen. This is partly due to the constant teasing and belittlement of his defective leg he received as a young cat, which caused him to grow cold and hard. He has a tough outer shell that is difficult to break, but his small body is home to a warm heart. It just takes time to make it known.
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⇥ Herbwhisker ▸ tom // 34 moons // homosexual // {@small.hope} Herbwhisker is a short haired basic dark brown tabby tom with honey-amber eyes. He has a light brown belly, dark brown pelt, and black stripes over his body and black ears. His paws and a tip of his tail are pure white, though his paws are usually covered with dirt from digging or green from shredding plants. He looks like your run of the mill warrior, which is surprising since he's the medicine cat, but he's fully trained to be a warrior. Herbwhisker is a strong muscled tom with cold eyes. He's a grump, very much so, and gets along with few cats unless they're sick. Most cats don't realize he can actually be nice since he's often seen snapping at kits or telling elders to stop being to cranky, funny words come from him. However, despite his size and attitude, he has gentle paws and rarely makes getting treated uncomfortable under his control. He feels horrible every time he looses a cat, having given up being a warrior to become a medicine cat. Originally born Darkkit, Herbwhisker was raised to be a warrior, and became Darkpaw. When he turned 12 moons old, after training so hard to be a warrior, he stood under Icestar to receive his warrior name. However before he could, the clouds opened up enough to throw moonlight onto his fur. The old medicine cat, Mudtail, told the clan it was Starclan claiming Herbwhisker as one of them. Originally Herbwhisker fought his destiny, but after taking the name Herbpaw to remind himsef every day he was meant to be a medicine cat, he trained well under Mudtail. The night he got his medicine cat name, Mudtail was hit and killed by a monster on their way home from the Mountain Edge. That's when Herbwhisker knew why he'd been chosen.
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⇥ Silverheart ▸ she-cat // 86 moons // heterosexual // {small.hope} A pure silver she-cat with purple-blue eyes. She has very long fur from her cheeks to her tail, including feathering on her paws. Her eyes hold knowledge and her muzzle is starting to grey with age, having started to reach her peak of being a useful warrior. Even so, she won't let the stronger, younger warriors up show her. Silverheart has a heart of pure gold. She's the mother type and spends a lot of her recent days in the nursery caring for queens and their kits. She's the clan mom and babysitter as she's nearing the age of retiring to the elders den. Under her kind heart, she's very lonely, often over looked in favor of the younger cats, and too old to have an apprentice with her going to the elders den any day now. She's seen most of her kits die, and Frostpaw is her last. The only kit of her last litter with her late name, Russetfoot, Silverheart treasures her precious little daughter.
⇥ Turtlestep ▸ tom // 62 moons // bisexual // {nissabug} Turtlestep is a big, hulking tom condensed into a smaller body with little legs. He’s light gray with darker tabby stripes on his legs and face, and a thick stripe that goes from nose to tailtip, with blue eyes. His fur is long, so much so that it covers his legs and seasons of battle scars, and only shows his paws. His tail is fluffy, and his fur is silky and soft. Despite his soft appearance, Turtlestep is a tough warrior who will put down his life for his Clan, if need be. He doesn’t take any nonsense from his Clanmates, but only because he deeply cares and wants what’s best for them. He will give you respect only if you give it to him in return, otherwise, he won’t want to deal with you.
⇥ Hollymist ▸ she-cat // 58 moons // asexual // {briarpelt} Hollymist is slender compared to the average kittypet, but for a cat of MistClan, she could be considered anywhere from average to large. She is tall, which makes her lithe frame stand out more. Her thin pelt is a dark gray color. Her muzzle is covered in a myriad of scars from past battles. her lively eyes are a dark yellow. Hollymist is a feline who puts the needs of her Clan before herself. She is known for her calm demeanor, but it is just a mask she hides behind. She is generally mentally panicking in stressful situations, but she maintains a calm pretense. Hollymist tries to be helpful to the point where she isn't really assisting but annoying. Her greatest fear is not being needed, so she tries to be helpful to the point of excess. She doesn't have a high opinion of her hunting or fighting skills, but prides herself on her helpfulness.
⇥ Redstream ▸ tom // 32 moons // bisexual // {small.hope} Redstream is a short haired solid ginger tom with a darker ginger saddleback and green-gold hazel eyes. He's lithe but strong, and fairly handsome in terms of looks. His paws, ears, and tail are darker than the dark ginger on his body, but only slightly, and theres a light dusting of white fur around his muzzle, making him look older than he is. He claims its from stress. He's the basic warrior, not too impressive but not in the background neither. He's responsible, caring, and a little nosy. He likes to know what everyone is doing at all times of the day if he can. Redstream is a bit of a flirt, not really meaning to be. He just tends to treat she-cats with more respect than expected and it often comes out as if he's flirting with them when he's just trying to be a good clanmate.
⇥ Mossnose ▸ she-cat // 28 moons // homosexual // {nissabug} Mossnose is white with black and ginger patches all over her body, except her white chest, muzzle, paws, and tabby tail. She has green eyes and a pink nose with black spots. She is tall and lanky, with a narrow face and big ears. Her fur is sleek but coarse. Mossnose is awkward, both in personality and appearance. She has good intentions, but is kinda bad at socializing, and can say some dumb things without thinking first. But she’s very loyal and sweet, and wants to make everyone happy, though sometimes she tries a little too hard.
⇥ Crowheart ▸ tom // 26 moons // bisexual // {Zoneoftruth} Crowheart is tall and slender, with short, neat, jet-black fur. His pelt is plain, lacking any sort of patterns or patches. His eyes are a pale yellow, and his whiskers are short. Crowheart is a cat who has fully given his life to the idea of the good of the whole clan. This ideal has lead him to behave in a less than friendly manner to the others around him, believing that so long as he prevents sentimental bonds that may cause him to faulter in his duty someday, he can act for what’s best for the clan as a unit. He is not, however, outright nasty to those who approach him. Rather, he acts somewhat distant and detached, humoring what conversation is asked or required of him, and moving on. However, he often drops this around young cats, such as kits and apprentices, acting more warm to them than most, as he values the raising of the clan’s young more than his more extreme approach to helping his clan. How he acts around kits and apprentices, stern, but kind and involved, is much closer to his natural personality.
⇥ Finchclaw ▸ tom // 25 moons // heterosexual // {mayonnaise} A slenderly built tom with long, thick fur and long legs. His coat is a light brown with darker mackerel tabby markings and white paws, a white chest, white ear tips, and a white tail tip. His eyes are a plain yellow and his left ear is shredded, along with a scar across his face that narrow misses his left eye. Finchclaw is a strong and dedicated tom, very loyal to his clan and his leader. He pushes to do his best and is often the one volunteering to go on extra hunting or border patrols. Strict and reserved, he usually keeps his relationships on a professional level, covering up that he is actually a little socially awkward. It's hard to break into his shell and get close to him, but once you do you get to see a softer side of him. Once he cares deeply for someone he is gentle and loving to them, doing everything he can to be there for whatever they need, and can get quite protective.
⇥ Nettlefang ▸ she-cat // 19 moons // homosexual // {nettle} Nettlefang is a long-limbed black she-cat with green eyes and somewhat jagged teeth. Her fur is short, and she has an unusually long tail, thin frame, notched ears, and a narrow muzzle. Nettlefang tends to be callous and a bit ignorant in social settings, saying the wrong things at the wrong time and not particularly empathetic with the reactions it causes. While she's fiercely loyal to the clan and very protective of her sister, Amberwing, she can be hard to get along with at times due to be stand-off-ish and quiet. She dislikes small talk and dislikes being distracted from her current task, even by something more important. Despite this, she's still obedient when given orders by those higher in rank than her.
⇥ Amberwing ▸ she-cat // 19 moons // bisexual // {nettle} Amberwing is a small tortoiseshell she-cat with bright amber eyes. Her frame is a bit stocky, with thick fur, and the fur on her tail is a bit longer than the rest, giving it a feathery look. Amberwing is the polar opposite of her sister, far more gentle, as well as cheerful and optimistic. She enjoys socializing and tends to keep her sister's rude nature under check, and often encourages Nettlefang to interact with her clanmates more often. She admires speed and agility, and tends to obsess.
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⇥ Snailpaw ▸ tom // 9 moons // homosexual // {nissabug} Snailpaw is stocky and well built, and is already bigger than most of his peers. He has a round face, with rounded small ears and a short, humped muzzle, and glossy thick fur. He’s dark gray with black classic tabby stripes, a white dash on his chest, and white paws. He has yellow eyes and a thick, short tail. Snailpaw has an ego the size of StarClan, and tries to prove to everyone that he’ll be the best warrior someday, maybe even leader. However, he forgets the sacrifice and weakness that come with being a strong warrior, and will crash and burn if his ego gets too big. He loves to crack jokes and make friends, though, if they can get through his proud exterior to his kind and generous heart.
⇥ Beetlepaw ▸ tom // 9 moons // heterosexual // {Briarpelt} Beetlepaw has always been short and small for a tom, but stands as tall as he can in a weak attempt to appear larger. His fluffy pelt is a dark brown, sometimes appearing black, depending on the light. His eyes are a light green, which contrasts greatly with his dark pelt. Beetlepaw is a prideful tom, disliking everything he isn't talented at, such as battle training. However, whenever he's skilled at something, he hones his skills carefully and develops a strong passion. He is stubborn and refuses to listen to anyone who doesn't have more authority than he does. While he tries to be likable, Beetlepaw tends to appear arrogant. He strongly dislikes having to put his pride aside and ask for help and assistance. He simply tries to be the best warrior he can be.
⇥ Dawnpaw ▸ she-cat // 8 moons // homosexual // {Zoneoftruth} Dawnpaw is of a medium size among her peers, with a medium length, orange pelt. She has a variety of darker orange stripes along her back and down her legs, as well as an “m” shaped marking present on her face accompanied by them. Her eyes are green and her whiskers are long. Dawnpaw is immature and childish, reacting sarcastically when criticized and generally goofing around whenever given the opportunity. Despite this, she still desperately wants to be a warrior, and is determined to become one someday, she just prefers trying to get there her own way. She also seems to know when to be quiet, despite first impressions, however this is usually because these situations are staring her down or frightening her silent. Though she is easily frightened, she is not one to give into that fear, and is willing to protect the cats around her until her dying breath, which is something she prides herself on, and has no qualms with boasting about.
⇥ Frostpaw ▸ she-cat // 7 moons // bisexual // {small.hope} Frostpaw is a white and silver longhaired she-cat with frosty blue eyes. She's average sized for an apprentice despite being born very premature due to her older mother. Her belly, paws, undertail, and muzzle are white while the rest of her is shiny silver, giving her the perfect snow camouflage with her warm long fur. Frostpaw sort of lacks a personality. She's a background cat, doesn't do much other than train to become a warrior and has no ambitions past that. Maybe become an amazing queen like her mother one day and have a loving mate, but she's not sure. She feels like she's too young to be deciding what to do with her life even though every other cat's seems to be laid down for them. Frostpaw is soft, outspoken, and blends into the background well. There's been worry that she's partially deaf too.
⇥ Mothpaw ▸ she-cat // 7 moons // heterosexual // {mayonnaise} Small and thin for her age and likely to be small when she reaches her full size as well. She has soft white fur with patches of pale grey along with grey toes on each of her paws. She has bright green eyes and short whiskers. Mothpaw has a big heart. She cares about her friends more than herself and would do almost anything to make them happy. She's definitely a people-pleaser and it's hard for her to say no. She's not very intimidating, she's actually kind of soft and sensitive, and if she gets mad she's normally over it quickly. Curious and restless, she doesn't like to be doing nothing for long, so she's always looking for things to keep her occupied. She's quite a bit clumsy and ditzy. She hasn't gotten very good at hunting yet and is simply too soft-hearted to be a good fighter, so her training's not going well, though she's trying her very best.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:16:13 GMT -5
The cats that followed the warrior code when they were alive, they reside in the perfectly bright night sky after their deaths.
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The evil cats that committed murder or other sins while they were alive, they now reside in the dark underground caves far from the sky.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:19:56 GMT -5
⇥ Total Count ▸ 16 cats
⇥ Males ▸ 8♂ ⇥ Females ▸ 8♀
⇥ Leader ▸ 1[1♂] ⇥ Deputy▸ 0[0♂♀] ⇥ Medicine Cat ▸ 1[1♂] ⇥ Medicine Cat Apprentice ▸ 0 [0♂♀] ⇥ Warriors ▸ 9 [4♂][5♀]
⇥ Apprentices ▸ 5[2♂][3♀] ⇥ Queens ▸ 0 [0♀] ⇥ Kits ▸ 0 [0♂][0♀] ⇥ Elders ▸ 0 [0♂][0♀] ⇥ Loners/Rogues ▸ 0 [0♂][0♀]
⇥ Starclan ▸ 0 [0♂][0♀] ⇥ Dark Forest ▸ 0 [0♂][0♀] ⇥ ♀ ▸ means x is female ⇥ ♂ ▸ means x is male ⇥ X ♥ Y ≡ Z ▸ means x and y are the parents of z ⇥ X ➣ Y ▸ means x is mentor to y ⇥ X ⇢ Y ▸ means x has a crush on y ⇥ X ♡ Y ▸ means x and y like each other ⇥ X ♥ Y ▸ means x and y are mates ⇥ X ღ Y ▸ means x and y are ex-mates ⇥ X's Name ▸ means x is deceased
⇥ Mentor List ▸▸ Amberwing ➣ Frostpaw Silverheart ➣ Mothpaw Finchclaw ➣ Snailpaw Hollymist ➣ Dawnpaw Crowheart ➣ Beetlepaw
⇥ Romance ▸▸ None yet
⇥ Family ▸▸ she-cat[♀] ღ tom[♂] ≡ kit[♀♂], kit[♀♂]
unknown[♀] ღ unknown[♂] ≡ Amberwing[♀], Nettlefang[♀] Silverheart[♀] ღ Russetfoot[♂] ≡ Frostpaw[♀]
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:27:54 GMT -5
Mateship Ceremony When two cats decide to become mates, they're expected to be mates for all of their lives, and will often never take another if their partner dies. It's very uncommon for a cat to take more than one mate in their lives in Mistclan, but it will happen from time to time. Mateships are expected to last until Starclan, to avoid unpleasant fighting in Starclan. When two cats become mates, they alert the leader who holds a special ceremony for them. Their clanmates paint them with river clay, either white or grey-blue, with a special decorative pattern. After the mateship ceremony, where the cats promise themselves to the other all the way to the after life, the two cats will spend all night on vigil, defending the camp together. If the night is quiet, it's believed the mateship will last for eternity, however if something bad happens during the night, it's believed the mateship will crumble and fall. Every event has a special meaning, but the most common are; silence, which means a calm relationship. Kitting, which means a bountiful life filled with kits for the mates. Predator attack, which is said to predict a short mateship, be it by death or seperation. Many cats wish for a peaceful night.
Becoming Apprentices In Mistclan, kits start training at four moons old. However, until the age of six moons old, most of their training is chores and learning the territory and basic stalking and fighting practices. Once they reach the age of six moons and older, they will begin to join patrols and truly learn to hunt and fight, though until then they are safely trained within the safety of the territory and usually the camp and training grounds. Most kits are assigned to a warrior soon after they're born so a bond can form as soon as possible in hopes to build teamwork and clan relationships. The warrior will act as an older sibling figure to their soon to be apprentice.
Becoming Warriors From the beginning, Mistclan apprentices are sent into the mountains and given three nights to return safely to the camp. While this seems harsh, it's to prepare the apprentices for the hardships that come from being a warrior. They must hunt for themselves, find shelter, and find their ways home. They're left in a mysterious location by their warrior to find their way home. Because of the mountains, apprentices rarely get lost, and even rarer die. Most fail only if they do not return in three nights and a search party must be sent out to find them, and when they return are forced to continue training and trying again each month until they can find their way home in the dark and misty mountains.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:28:45 GMT -5
{7/12/18} Mistclan is open for new members!
{7/13/18} nettle, mayonnaise, and nissabug have all joined Mistclan!
{7/14/18} Briarpelt, Zoneoftruth, and Ririan have all joined Mistclan! {7/14/18} Icestar is dying of greencough, and on his last life. Seems like Mistclan is turning over a new leaf. ⇥ Member Count ▸ Amount # ; 4
⇥ Key ▸ ✓ - Active ▸ ✗ - Inactive ▸ ♦ - Excused Absence ▸ ● - Admin ▸ ○ - Clan Mod
Member List ⇥ [●][✓] small.hope▸▸ ▸ Herbwhisker, Redstream, Silverheart, Frostpaw
⇥ [✓] nettle▸▸ ▸ Nettlefang, Amberwing
⇥ [✓] mayonnaise▸▸ ▸ Finchclaw, Mothpaw
⇥ [✓] nissabug▸▸ ▸ Mossnose, Turtlestep, Snailpaw
⇥ [✓] Zoneoftruth▸▸ ▸ Crowheart, Dawnpaw
⇥ [✓] Briarpelt▸▸ ▸ Hollymist, Beetlepaw
⇥ [✓] Ririan▸▸ ▸ Shaleclaw
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:29:28 GMT -5
⇥ Coding and Banner ▸▸ All credit to myself
⇥ Divider ▸▸ Found here ⇥ Fanart ▸▸ All the Art Eventually!
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Post by small.hope on Jul 11, 2018 11:46:39 GMT -5
We're open for business! Please make sure to go to the joining page(in the links) to apply!
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Post by small.hope on Jul 13, 2018 10:53:49 GMT -5
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Post by mayonnaise on Jul 13, 2018 13:20:37 GMT -5
( hello :3 )
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Post by Briarpelt on Jul 14, 2018 20:05:09 GMT -5
(Posting so I can be notified when rp starts)
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Post by small.hope on Jul 14, 2018 20:10:45 GMT -5
Current RP Information;
It's the end of a rough leaf bare, the clan has been horribly ruined by greencough, and Icestar, the loyal leader of Mistclan, is on his last life, and one of the last suffering from greencough. Herbwhisker is praying that the leader makes it through, but the stubborn leader refused any catmint until the rest of the clan had gotten better. As the seemingly last snow storm of leafbare rages around the Mistclan camp, Icestar lies sick in the medicine den, and it seems like the deputy, Shaleclaw, might become the next leader to lead the clan into the new year and hopefully into better seasons ahead.
Season » Leafbare
Temperature » 12F/-11C
Time of Day » Early Morning
Weather » Snow storm, near blizzard
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Jul 14, 2018 20:40:00 GMT -5
((yeet))
Turtlestep sat near the medicine cat den, his fur fluffed out against the cold. In the moment, he was glad for his long pelt as it covered most of his body. He avoided the entrance and sat closer to the apprentice den, waiting for any kind of news on Icestar. The poor cat was the last one with greencough; Turtlestep didn’t know what life he was on, but he had a gut feeling it was his last.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2018 20:43:40 GMT -5
(Eeeegh this feels a little short...)
"Any news?" Amberwing approached Turtlestep, Nettlefang pressed close to her side in an attempt to leech some warmth from her sister's thicker fur. "We would've woken up earlier, but Amberwing was still tired from her own bout of greencough." Nettlefang sighed. While Nettlefang was an early riser, she had refused to leave her sister's side when she was ill. "I'm fine now. It's Icestar I'm worried about." Her tail swished anxiously.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Jul 14, 2018 20:46:23 GMT -5
Turtlestep sighed and shook his head. “Not anything official,” he admitted. “But I can hear his coughing only getting worse.” His tail lashed behind him, more frustrated than angry. “Shouldn’t he have gotten better by now?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2018 20:50:40 GMT -5
"He's old. To be honest, I doubt he'll survive. I expect Shaleclaw will be leader by the next full moon." Nettlefang observed. "Nettlefang, you can't just say things like that! Shaleclaw must be so stressed, and Icestar isn't dead yet!" Amberwing scolded, her tail moving to smack against her sister's side. "What? I'm being realistic. Right?" Nettlefang turned her head to face Turtlestep, shivering slightly at a sudden breeze.
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Post by zoneoftruth on Jul 14, 2018 20:52:51 GMT -5
Crowheart approached the other cats, though his eyes, trained on the medicine cat den, gave away that his focus was not on his clanmates currently. He knew the lethality of greencough, barely surviving the season himself, but he still toyed with the idea that Icestar would make it. He had faith in his leader to recover, but he could admit when things seemed grim. He settled down by Turtlestep, silently begging StarClan to leave their leader be, to come take him some other day, or for this to miraculously not be his last life.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Jul 14, 2018 20:56:37 GMT -5
Turtlestep flicked his ear as he faced the young she-cat. “You may be right, Nettlefang,” he said. “But we cannot lose all hope.” He looked back to the medicine den. “Not until he’s taken his final breath.”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2018 21:01:05 GMT -5
"E-Exactly!" Amberwing nodded firmly. "Besides, Starclan wouldn't let such a noble cat die in such a way, right? He's made so many sacrifices for the sake of the clan during the epidemic." She added. "Starclan works in mysterious ways." Nettlefang shook snow from her fur. "Regardless, we're not helping anything by sitting around gossiping. Crowheart, do you know where Shaleclaw is? Maybe I can get myself on a hunting patrol." She asked the smaller tom, as Amberwing nodded in agreement.
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Post by zoneoftruth on Jul 14, 2018 21:08:04 GMT -5
Crowheart spared a glance for Nettlefang, before his gaze fell back to the medicine cat den, “Unfortunately, I do not.” He stated, unable to offer anything else of factual sentiment, thus cutting himself off there. He found himself, perhaps unfortunately, agreeing with the she-cat, deciding he’d go find his apprentice after a few more minutes of waiting for news. He had been unable to give Beetlepaw any proper training during his time sick, so he may as well begin making up for it now.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 14, 2018 21:14:59 GMT -5
Herbwhisker sat in his den, over the long time leader of Mistclan, his eyes worried. Icestar was running a horrible fever and wouldn't stop coughing, but there was nothing more the medicine cat could do. He settled next to Icestar, nose pressed against his leader's shoulder, and just talked to him. He thanked him for everything, for seeing him through his training as both a warrior and medicine cat, and for being strong when Mistclan needed him. Around his coughs, Icestar purred, until eventually he fell silent. Herbwhisker got up, bowed his head, and hesitated for a second before he took a deep breath and left his den. "Icestar's joined Starclan for the final time. He'll be able to rest easy with his fellow clanmates. His death marks the end of a violent leafbare for our clan, but from here we can only get stronger. When this blizzard passed, Shaleclaw and I will be travelling to the Star Tree to share tongues with Starclan." He called over the chatting cats. "Tonight, we'll hold vigil for our beloved leader."
Silverheart sat on the other side of the camp, blue eyes pooled with grief. She'd been a warrior when Icestar had been born and watched the strong tom climb his way to the top. She'd be sad to see him go, but knew he's be happy again in Starclan with the cats she'd seen die before him. Frostpaw pressed into her mother quietly, blue eyes sad as well, but a little less so, she'd barely known Icestar.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2018 21:19:15 GMT -5
"... Oh, my." Amberwing murmured, pressing low to the ground as Herbwhisker made his announcement. Her ear pressed down, and Nettlefang settled low next to her sister, hoping her presence might curb some of the grief she was feeling. Amberwing had looked up to Icestar greatly, and while Nettlefang found it hard to truly connect on that level, she still had respected his authority and skill. "Shaleclaw has quite a bit to live up to." She sighed, giving her sister's ear a small lick.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Jul 14, 2018 21:21:57 GMT -5
Turtlestep lowered his head and closed his eyes with a sigh. He was glad his leader was with StarClan now, and at peace, but he would miss his leader deeply. He had been there when he was a young leader, and Turtlestep was glad he was here for the end of his leadership. He served his Clan well. He padded closer to Herbwhisker and dipped his head. “Thank you for taking care of him these past few days.”
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Post by zoneoftruth on Jul 14, 2018 21:22:27 GMT -5
Crowheart’s heart sank at the news. He stared up at the sky, before closing his eyes with bitter acceptance, that his prayers had fallen on deaf ears, or perhaps ears that had already set their leader’s fate. He stood, no longer having a reason to linger around the medicine cat den. Now it was a matter of busying himself, knowing grief wasn’t going to help, and it wasn’t going to return their leader to them. Pushing the sting of losing the only leader he had ever known away was what seemed to be the only reasonable way to go about things. Icestar wouldn’t want them to be hindered by his death. Now, it was a matter of finding Beetlepaw...
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Post by Briarpelt on Jul 14, 2018 21:25:50 GMT -5
Beetlepaw stiffened in shock as Herbwhisker's grim words reached his ears. Despite never really having much discussion with Icestar, he had apprenticed him, and that was a strong enough bond for the young tom to be saddened by his former leader's death. He assumed Shaleclaw would make a good leader; why else would he have been selected as deputy? He approached Crowheart, his mentor. "Crowheart, can we go training a bit, please?" Beetlepaw wanted to take his mind off the upsetting news. No one really knew how many lives Icestar had before catching Greencough. If the plague had taken multiple lives, it was worrisome.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Jul 14, 2018 21:30:55 GMT -5
Mossnose heard the news as she came out of the warrior’s den, and her heart sank. It was only a matter of time, she knew, but it still hurt. He was a wonderful leader, and Shaleclaw would be as well. Speaking of the tom, she went into the clearing and looked around, ready to go on a patrol of some kind to get her mind off everything.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 14, 2018 21:32:05 GMT -5
Herbwhisker dipped his head to Turtlestep, eyes still sad, a rare emotion to see on the usually grump tom's face. "Of course, it was my duty. Though I knew he wouldn't make it through, he was getting old and was on his last life. Will you help me carrying him to a corner of the camp under one of the middle? So we can sit vigil and not be buried in snow?" He asked quietly, partially watching the cats disperse to deal with their grief how they might.
Frostpaw got to her paws and walked over to Amberwing, nudging her quietly. "I know it's snowing pretty bad, but it's really early. Do you think we could go hunting for a bit before the snow storm gets worse?" She asked her mentor softly, blue eyes blank.
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