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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 9:46:23 GMT -5
No matter the threats thrown its way, NettleClan has survived against all the odds. From floods, to a fire, to attacks from wolves and even twoleg dangers. We have stayed strong and we have stayed together. But now something much darker is trying to force us apart, and this time it seems to be working. For it is different this time, now the threat comes from our own ranks, and it is dividing the clan to the point where civil war breaks out. Families are torn apart and clan cats find themselves having to choose between family and their mates. When even the leader goes missing, heavily pregnant with kits and their loyalties having already been in question, leaving no trail to be found and not so much as a word of warning as to where she might have gone. Chaos breaks out and the very foundation of the Clan begins to crumble all around us. Those who had so long kept their opinions to the shadows and their hatred to themselves finally begin to speak out. And a new order takes over the clan, but it soon becomes clear that it is not for the better. For the new regime is far darker than anything the cats have known before. It turned out the only threat we can't survive is the one that comes from our own. And even the Stars have turned their backs on us.
1. Forum Rules. Abiding by them is not an option on this thread, and disobeying them will result in warnings, and depending on the seriousness, deletion from the ranks of this Clan. 2. Literacy. This thread is to be a semi-literate thread, whilst I understand not everyone is capable of writing paragraphs upon paragraphs, the absolute minimum allowed will be 5 lines worth of writing. 3. Joining. Firstly, thanks for taking the time to look at this little thread, should you wish to join it I have a couple of requests. Firstly, on your first joining please do so with a minimum of two characters, one of each gender. For every two cats of other ranks you make, you will be allowed one apprentice as to ensure we don't end up with 8 apprentices to four warriors. So I am sure you have taken the time to read my rules, add Left to Survive the Ruins to the other part of your form. 4. Realism. Despite the fact that canon in warriors isn't always the most realistic, I do expect that a certain level of realism be maintained in roleplaying here. Your cats will become ill, lose fights, fail to catch prey etc. Furthermore, powers or any abiltiies in general that cats wouldn't have, i.e. wings, the ability to sing, etc. Are not welcome on this clan unless agreed for the purpose of a prophecy. 5. Characters. No names that cats wouldn't know in the setting of this clan, i.e. no Hamsterwhisker, Ipadflower, Airplanethroat, etc. Like everyone, our characters must have both flaws and strengths, no body is perfect and I reserve the right to request you change it should I feel you have created a Mary Sue. LGBT+ characters are more than welcome, however, for ease of roleplay, cats with backgrounds in kittypets, rogues and loners unless on my agreement, are not allowed. 6. Plagiarism. The rule I hate to include as it should be a given, but it apparently needs to be reiterated. Everything on this thread belongs to the original owner, hence do not take it and claim it to be your own. Ask for my express permission should you wish to use ANYTHING of this coding, and I will report you if I find out you have taken anything. Its just common sense. 7. Bloodlines. A personal rule and one I wish to enforce a little more than normal, as I enjoy the dynamic it creates. Where your characters share characteristics with the cat of another member, ask if they can be related in some manner. I ask that you do this with at least one of your cats when you initially join, and the genetics need not be absolutely perfect. The same principle is requested regarding mates, but will not be forced upon your characters. I do, however, request that you don't roleplay your own family members, as this, is frankly pointless and adds nothing to the roleplay. 8. Drama. Per the norm for my threads, it is both allowed and largely encourage. Feel free to make as much of it as you would like, all I ask is that you don't allow it to conflict directly with the main plot, and you involve as many others as you can.
Name, Write a description of your cat inclusive of their appearance and personality, ensuring it is at least 6 lines long, and be inclusive of both flaws and strengths. Screenname. Rank Relationships/Bloodlines Screenname
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 10:50:07 GMT -5
A clan of thickset and muscular cats, our primary common trait is that we are burly in nature and strong climbers. Due to the necessity of climbing in day to day life whilst being a member of this Clan. It isn't as important that our cats be quick and agile but rather large and strong, apt at traversing the heavy foliage of our homes, and fighting the threats which often rear their heads. Furthermore, as to best protect the cats from the cold weather which tends to strike the territory fiercely, especially during the moons of leafbare, our pelts are thick, especially around the throat and neck creating a mane like feature. In order to blend in with the territory around us, darker coats tend to be essential. Hence, black, grey, brown and russet pelts are among the most common colours found on the cats of this clan, whilst not unheard of, greys, whites and other paler colours tend to be more uncommon on our cats. With variation in patterning, but more often than not tabbies and spotted as opposed to solid colour. Strong willed in nature and rather thick skinned, NettleClan suit their name rather well. Known for being especially protective and more than happy to bite back twice as hard regardless of the wrong doing. However, when it comes to their own cats and family ties NettleClan's defensiveness and the need to protect those who are weaker than them is largely unrivalled. Most cats believe not in belittling cats who are weaker than they, but building them up to become as strong as anyone else. As this was how our clan began, a runt came to power and built the strong NettleClan that we now are. Our histories are important to us, and the idea of turning their backs on it would be regarded as repulsive to most cats.
Making its home in a great forest found on the outskirts of a small twoleg city, its trees are made largely from oak, pine and sycamore trees. With great thickets and bushes intertwining the landscape. A small river runs through the northern side of the territory, providing water to a small pond beside camp. The prey most often found within our homes tends to be small mammals such as mice, voles, shrews, squirrels and moles, as well as the small varieties of bird in the trees, and fish from the various sources of waters. Butterfly Valley. The only open part of the territory for NettleClan is a small valley found to the east of our home, and it is a beautiful place. Named due to the large population of butterflies within its lands, due to the endless stream of flowers found here. Mice can be found within its long grasses, and it is a good place to practice hunting under different terrain. Fox Earth. A large habitat that once upon a time was the regular home of a fox which has since been killed. Every so often this place is inhabited again, but the clan is quick to rid the fox from the territory due to its proximity to camp. Greenleaf Nests. At a certain part of the river, there is a small, flat and sandy beach on which during the moons of Greenleaf twolegs put up strange pelts, and inhabit this place for a short period of time before leaving. Fortunately, they rarely cause much bother. Hollow Earth. A place in which the ground underfoot turns hollow with the tunnels lacing the territory under our paws. It is only a dangerous place when the ground is wet, as the land has been known to give way. Meaning there are holes dotted across this place giving evidence to this.
Lightning Trees. Once upon a time there was a great fire sparked by a lightning storm, which began at this set of trees. The only remnants of that time is the scorched trees standing in this place, a reminder of harder times. Nettle Thicket. The place from which the clan gains its name, it is a huge thicket inhabited largely by brambles, thorns and as the name would suggest, nettles. It is fortunate that our coats are thick, because the place is so thick it can break the skin of younger cats. Night Stone. The only reason most of the clan ever come within close contact with the twoleg city is to come here, it is a stone formation found within a tunnel just outside of the twoleg nests. Pond Island. In the middle of the pond, linked on each side by the stone bridges of the pond is a small island, its purpose is largely to find herbs as a fair number of them grow within its confines, and some prey can be found here. Stone Bridges. Across the pond beside camp is a pair of small stone bridges, linking onto the island and off of it, one of few reminders of the twolegs who live in close quarters to the territory. It is a quick way to cross the pond rather than swimming or going around it. Twoleg Den. Besides from the twoleg city, there is a small twoleg home found within the forest itself, its purpose is unbeknown to the clan, but the inhabitant is rarely seen and almost never causes us bother.
NettleClan makes its home within a large hollow within camp not far from the pond, it is an old quarry and hence its walls are covered in holes and tunnels. In which the majority of our dens are made. At its centre a small pool of rain water tends to collect because of the nature of the place. Leader's Den. Found just beside the entrance to camp is a small path leading high into the walls of the quarry, at the end of which the leader's den can be found. It is a crack in the camp walls, and whilst its a small den, it is cozy. Medicine Cat Den. Leaning against the walls of camp is a trio of large boulders, arranged in such away for so long that they have almost eroded into the walls of camp, and inside this is the den for the medicine cat, their apprentice and patients. Warrior's Den. NettleClan's largest den is found within a great tunnel within the camp, interspersed with pillar like formations to keep the roof upright, it is expansive and unknown as to how far into the forests. Apprentice's Den. Cats training to become warriors can make their nests within the roots of a large tree within camp, found on a ledge within the hollow. It is spacious, but prone to cold so the gaps in the roots are covered in moss and ivy. Nursery. Kits and their mothers live within the camp floor itself, a great and hollow tree trunk to the side of camp, its roots still in tact and the opening almost entirely covered with ivy and moss to keep it warm and safe. Elder's Den. For those who have retired from service for the clan make their homes within a small crack within the camp, though the den isn't huge, it is warm and cozy, providing a comfortable place for the cats.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 10:57:51 GMT -5
Flintstar, Beautiful and fierce, despite her smaller size in comparison to the rest of her clan. She is a threat to be reckoned with even if she doesn't appear to be much to look at. She is a slender but sleek young shecat, marked with a mainly black pelt but swirled with markings of rich russet red in river like markings all over her frame. She is named for the dark grey of her eyes, similar to the colour of flint, but the closer to the iris one cares to look they turn to a silvery colour. She uses her speed to her advantage, and in spite of being smaller has crafted herself into a skilled hunter, and can make fair leeway in a battle. She is a confident and strong leader, known for her level head in spite of the difficult situations thrown her way, she would be regarded as a fine warrior, were it not for one main issue. She was born a kittypet, she and her siblings found within a box on the territory as newborn kittens, stinking of twolegs and taken in otherwise they would have died. Cats hate the fact they are lead by a kittypet, and go as far as to disregard her orders. @stormpetal .
Sleetfall, Sleetfall, is almost unnaturally large. He is big, broad, and bulky, with a fluffy, long-furred pelt. Surprisingly for an NettleClan cat, Sleetfall has a soft, silvery white undercoat, with smokey, ash gray markings along his legs, face, and tail. A deeper charcoal gray spots around his face, shoulders, flank, and paws, like the inverted image of snowfall. Sleetfall is built for battle, with large paws and stocky shoulders. He has only one small scar on his body - two pale markings that criss-cross over his right flank. He also has a notch in his left ear. Despite being young, Sleetfall has a deep, husky voice that often comes out more sultry than he intends. Sleetfall is a quiet, brooding cat with a knack for listening before he speaks or make decisions. He is a natural leader among the apprentices, because he uses his head before his instincts, and especially before his heart. He is observant and respectful, but he can unwittingly be harsh and unforgiving when someone makes a mistake. Sleetfall absolutely loathes disloyalty and dishonor, and if a cat exhibits either trait he immediately decides that they are no longer worth his time, and has been known to bring about some tears with his cruel words. Despite his harsh manner, Sleetfall is a sweet cat, and loves for others to come to him when in need. He loves fiercely, when he loves, and with a passion that leads him to jump to the defense of those he cares about without hesitation. He has a soft spot for kits, and often allows them to use him as their own personal climbing-rock. 𝓀𝒽𝒶𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓈𝒾
Newtspeck, Newtspeck is a small tom cat with dark green yellow eyes. They are round in shape. While they are a majority yellow, soft lines of green appear when you look closer. This tomcat has a dark grey pelt, and is described to be a ticked tabby, as only his legs hold the stripped tabby pattern in a darker gray, almost black, shade. His ears are rounded at the end. His ears are nicked, and scarred. He has a blackish blue colored nose, and a very faint white maw. Newtspeck has only half of his tail due to it having been caught in a fox trap when he was still in training. He doesn't have a very good balance when running long distances or when climbing and jumping. Newtspeck sees in a gray color scale, resulting in him having to learn every herb by scent and what they looked like, not by color. It was challenging, but he eventually got the hang of it and gained her full medicine cat name. Newtspeck is a rather reserved, grumpy and snappy cat, but he does love and care about his clan with all of his heart. He always has a look of disinterest and annoyance spread across his face. With a low tolerance, Newtspeck tends to be rather snappy. He kind of judges everyone for their actions, but he hasn't ever judged his family, and never plans to. Since Rockpaw, his sister, died, he has lost all faith in Starclan, angry at them for not saving her like they should have, as well as his sister, Feathertalon's mate. This is probably what shaped him from a once open, loving tom cat, to this cold, grumpy medicine cat that's known today. He closes himself off from emotions to help himself focus on others and treat them. He doesn't show sympathy, figuring it won't do anyone good. His family tends to be his weakness, as seen. He is extremely close to Feathertalon- resulting in the two spending every spare second together that they can. He relies on her since she's his only living kin at this point. -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊
Squirrelpaw, With small legs, a tiny build, and even tinier features, the first thing that stands out about Squirrelpaw is that he is extremely small. Though he isn’t a munchkin cat by any means, he is certainly small enough to be one, the only difference between him and a munchkin cat would be that his body is properly proportioned. He’s just...small. As if you were to take a normal cat and shrink it. The next thing that stands out about Squirrelpaw would be his curly, extremely soft, light ginger pelt. It’s rather unusual for a cat, and only further adds to his unique yet not quite out of place appearance. His fur just curls in random places and sticks out, it adds a certain fluffy look to him. He is a curly, fluffy, tiny mess of a cat. Then finally, the last thing about his appearance that tends to stand out, - though at this point, what about Squirrelpaw doesn’t look a little odd? - would be his startling grass green eyes that seem to hold a certain look to them as if he could very well stare into your soul with those unsettling, adorable green eyes of his. Squirrelpaw isn’t the kindest cat around. In fact, he’s typically quite rude and a bit of a grump. He enjoys testing his limits and ticking others off just to see if he can and what it’ll take. He’s truly an idiot with how many stupid, life threatening situations he will put himself into just because he can. Squirrelpaw isn’t the most pleasant cat to hang out with, but he does have a softer side which is often reserved for anyone that can make it passed his prickly demeanor. Once he does warm up to someone he’s still a risk taking idiot, but he genuinely cares for everyone and has a savior complex to rival that of StarClan themselves. It’s like he has to save everyone, even if it isn’t needed and all he’s doing is getting himself in trouble. Along with this, Squirrelpaw is incredibly intelligent for someone so unwise and has a knack for reading cats very well. He’s great at figuring things out and tends to obsessive over something that needs solving if it shows itself to him. He’s an idiot, but a well meaning one and he will do his best to help everyone he possibly can, even if it means jumping in front of a fox den or two. Which is incredibly stupid for anyone, especially someone as physically weak and incapable as Squirrelpaw, but will that stop him? No. 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 11:05:10 GMT -5
Crowsong, With long, silky soft fur and long legs, Crowsong takes the appearance of a lean, slender cat with an incredibly well kept coat. In fact Crowsong probably spends too much time doing nothing but cleaning his fur to make sure it looks the best. Though, could anyone really blame him? With a shiny black coat and pure white underside, Crowsong is a beautiful cat. Even his eyes (which are a bright yet soft green) gleam out against the rest of his appearance. Though again, Crowsong puts an incredible amount of effort into his appearances to make sure he looks like the silky, handsome tom that he is. Though as far as personality goes, his mischievous, playful, teasing nature almost doesn’t seem to fit in with his appearance. Crowsong is a fun loving tom with a lust for adventure and a care free attitude. He’s a natural born leader but he doesn’t seem to have any initiative to lead. Crowsong is perfectly happy sitting on the side lines and goofing off with his brothers instead of taking charge. He’s also very optimistic and though he tends to say things that might not be appropriate at times, he truly wants the best for everyone, he just has a bit of an...interesting sense of humor and a small temper issue he needs to work on. Then, much like the others in his company, Crowsong is fiercely protective of the three cats he considers to be his brothers and will fight for any of them at the drop of a leaf if he needs to. 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖
Feathertalon, This female is a thick-furred silver feline with leafy green eyes. She is completely silver, no other markings or colors marring her pelt. There are a few scars that litter her body here and there, cutting through the monotone of her otherwise bland pelt. Something to point out about this feline is that her eyesight isn't the best, and as she gets older it only gets worse; she tries to hide this from her Clanmates. Feathertalon is a rather stand-offish cat. She doesn't do much socializing, tends to keep to herself more often than not. Even still she's a formidable warrior, ready to give her life for her Clan when the time calls for it. She is also rather leader-like, a cat that tends to take charge more often than not. A goal of hers is to become leader one day, but as long as she can serve her Clan loyally then she is content with what she is given. Feathertalon
Frostfeather, Unlike his brother Smoketuft, Frostfeather is far from intimidating. In fact he’s a little stocky and short with a small manx cat tail that sticks out like a little stub and when he is excited, his entire rear will just shake. His fur is a medium length and a black and white in color, though it’s mostly his underside and muzzle that’s white, (almost like a penguin) he does have some white fur mixed into the black that stick out like frost amongst his black coat. He also has extremely long whiskers for a cat and an almost feathery look to his fur (hence his name), then finally he has bright yellow eyes that stand out against his fur. Frostfeather is a bit of an odd cat. He tries his best to be polite to everyone and come off as some sort of peacemaker, yet he has a surprisingly rebellious side to him that leads him to jumping into things without thinking about them and taking risks just for the fun of it. He’s actually a bit of a hypocrite in this sense as he will berate his own brothers for any sort of similar behavior yet won’t hesitate to do something stupid himself. Much like Smoketuft though, he is extremely protective of all of his brothers, especially Squirrelpaw since he was the one that took the most care of the apprentice back when he was a kit and tends to smother him with affection and a need to take care of him. He tries his best, he’s just sometimes a little much. It should also be to note that Frostfeather has taken an interest in rather odd things, such as the stars in the sky and unconventional ways to go about day to day life. He’s quite the inventive warrior. 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖
Hollowshade, Hollowshade has a sleek, fluffy pelt with small tufts on her ears. Her pelt is a deep charcoal black, with dark gray markings around her legs, ears, and tail. The dark gray color also covers her toes, ear tips, and snout. When in brighter light, the gray of Hollowshade's pelt looks almost frosty. Hollowshade has brilliant blue eyes, icy and gleaming in the light of day. When she gets angry or overwhelmed, they tend to appear darker. Hollowshade is lean, lithe, and built for running. She has long legs, a skinny body, and sleek fur. Hollowshade is quite aerodynamic, allowing her to be one of the fastest cats in the Clan. She has large eyes, and her whiskers are small and skinny. Her voice is low, for a female cat, and she speaks in a way that makes her seem older than she truly is. A long, pale scar runs down one side of her spine, though she doesn't often admit where it came from. One of her canines is slightly chipped, causing it to be just barely more blunt than the other. Hollowshade is sweet as a cherry, and is the kind of cat who will never turn down a request for help. She loves to take care of others, whether it be fetching something they need or simply sitting and listening to their problems. She is bright, bubbly, and loves to have fun with others. When she isn't doing something for the Clan, or training a young cat, she can be found visiting the Queens and their kits, gossiping with the Elders, or playing with her friends. Hollowshade isn't always so happy-go-lucky, though. She is an intensely anxiety-ridden cat, always worried that she will fail and cause someone harm. She desperately wants to do right all the time, and when she is under extreme amounts of stress, she has been known to lash out. If she is angry enough, she will not hesitate to bite your ear off, and her ability to hold a grudge is almost as legendary as her surprisingly intimidating glare, despite her kind-hearted nature. ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » Lilymoth, A sweet, delicate name such as Lilymoth is one that you cannot turn away from. Unfortunately, one's first impression from afar is much different than when they actually meet this feline. She's vain and callous, the obvious opposite. She is slender, looking quite simple to the bare eye with her frosted white coat. As an all white cat, it is said that most are deaf. Luckily for her, she is not, but her hearing is not one of her strong points. She has inky, midnight blue eyes. As said before, Lilymoth is vain and callous. She can be considered proud, successful for one who carries a lot of arrogance on her shoulders. She's not one who desires power, rather she desires being praised for her actions. It's quite hard for her to be 'nice' or even cut slack for some cat. One could say she's harsh, but it's more that Lilymoth is selfish. Down right pompous. A first impression of her is obviously one that is regretful but it is one she has lots of fun with. Toying with others much like any kittypet does with a ball of yarn is a secret pleasure of hers. Maybe deep inside this she-cat there's a good side. Unfortunately, one will never know unless they're willing to explore the depths of such a conceited feline. Sand
Nightshriek, Due to his name, you may picture Nightshriek as a loud cat; However, you'd be wrong. But to start with his appearance, there isn't much to tell. He has jet black fur and green eyes, and there isn't much else to say. He has a few scars here and there, but they are hardly noticeable because of their smaller size. He has a longer tail than the average cat, giving him quite remarkable balancing skills while on a high branch in a tall tree. His fairly muscular, although in comparison to his larger clan mates he may be seen on the smaller side. His fur isn't the longest, but it is quite thick so it keeps him warm enough in the colder moons. This tom is quite unusual, and can be a puzzle for others to figure out. He's jumpy, and quick to assume almost anything as a threat. With a tom as anxious as him, you'd think he'd shy away from a fight and be fairly submissive, but he's quite the opposite. When he sees a threat, his first thought is to jump into a fight to rid the clan of any dangers. And even though he isn't the best fighter in the clan, he's good at planning his moves, which is what ultimately wins most of his battles. Though sometimes his enemies can easily overpower him, and no matter how smart his moves are, he will lose. He's rather quiet around his clan mates, and will rarely be the first to initiate conversation. Social anxiety hinders him from making many friends, and he's very scared of embarrassing himself in front of everyone. This is seen in his nervous demeanor when being spoken to, which keeps others from approaching him. But he's a sweet tom, and is perfectly happy living in the shadows rather than in the spotlight. plagυe docтor
Ravencall, Large and muscular, marked with a smoke grey pelt and striped with black across the forepaws and all down his tail, and notable for being splashed white at the muzzle, underbelly and pawtips, his eyes are marked with a rich ambery brown colour, however unnotable, he is blind in his right eye following an injury in his apprenticeship, but he makes an effort to make it apparent it doesn't bother him. His handsome appearance and good nature make him a popular young tom. Flirtatious and humourous, he is however at times a little big headed and potentially could be viewed as immature, he loves to push the limits of others and see how far he can go. However, he is rarely malicious in his intentions and knows when to stop if he sees another has been hurt by his actions. But he is youthful and still learning, his prowess as a fighter shows promise of him growing into a fine warrior once he matures a little. It is questionable if he survives to that age if he continues to pester though. @stormpetal
Sageheart, Sageheart is a medium sized molly with bright sage green eyes- hence her prefix. Her eyes are an almond shaped with a soft black ring around them, bringing the coloration out of them. She has short dark brown tabby fur with black tabby stripes cascading along her pelt. She has patches of white on her maw, and then a brown patch on her maw, and a small brown spot on her chin. He adorns white paws that cascade up her back legs only, stopping about half way up before blending into a soft brown, while her front legs are all brown, with white paws. She has a black tail tip and black ear tips. Her underbelly and her chest are a soft white in color. She has scaring on her shoulders and cheek from previous fights. Sageheart is an all around sweetheart- she loves to talk and chatter, tending to constantly ramble. She is envious of those around her that could hold a grudge, since she never can, and forgives someone in mere seconds. Sageheart is a gentle soul, with a mother like instinct to protect anyone and everyone. She is, however, more of a stubborn character as well. If she really wants to do something, good luck stopping her. She has a heart of gold, and tries her best to fit in. All she tries to do is help others in any way possible, even if they want no help to begin with. She believes in a concept of time will tell, though, so if it's something she actually doesn't wish to push, she'll simply leave it and let it be done on it's own. Sageheart is a brilliant tracker and can run rather well, though she is pretty clumsy. When at fault, Sageheart is quick to apologize. Actually, she apologizes for just about anything. Even if she was not at fault. -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊
Shadepath, Shadepath is perfectly hidden in those cool, dark foggy mornings after a long night of rain. Her pelt is a pretty, dark, deep gray with an almost velvet-like look to it. Just by looking at her, she has a very dreary, dull appearance that takes away from her graceful, pretty figure. She has a slender frame, and her strength is quite surprising, as it looks as if she lacks any real muscle. Shadepath is a quick cat, both on her paws and in her head. Her stamina is superior to the average cats', making her a good asset to a clan full of more muscular, slower cats. Her eyes are a deep, dark green that matches the colors of the leaves in the forest canopy. She's a fierce warrior, fighting her hardest in every battle. Fighting isn't her greatest skill, but she isn't the worst by any means. She can definitely hold her own, and will only admit defeat when she is too exhausted to lift another claw. In fact, admitting defeat is rare for her, even in every day life. She is extremely stubborn, and almost always refuses to admit she's wrong, even when she herself knows she's wrong. Arguing is a great skill of hers, and it seems like she goes out of her way to start them. Her tongue can also be quite sharp when her temper runs out, which doesn't take much. And when this she-cat has her mind made up, it is nearly impossible to change it. Because that would mean she was wrong, right? Well, she only does that when there isn't any arguing left for her to do, and she knows it's a losing battle. And while she is quick-witted, she isn't the smartest cat around. It's pretty easy to manipulate and take advantage of her. Oblivious is almost as good of an adjective to describe her as stubborn is. plagυe docтor Sparrowtuft, With muscular long limbs, Sparrowtuft is quite a sight with his tall stature. He towers over those that are shorter and smaller in comparison to his lean physique. Short-furred with a more feathered pelt, this tom is a simple brown mackerel tabby with white. The slightly darker brown mackerel tabby stripes are slashed across his pelt, fading into the white pools such as his underbelly. Oddly enough, both of his hind legs and right front leg are complete white whereas his left front leg is matching to the rest of his fur. He has bright amber eyes. Known for his two-faced ways, this tom's actions are unpredictable. However, he is not implusive; he is strategic and logical with his decisions for he relies on a plan of actions instead of following his heart and gut. Nonetheless, Sparrowtuft is provocative and bold when it comes to being around other felines. He uses his strengths to his ability and because of that, he's brash. However, being as provocative and bold as Sparrowtuft is, tends to cause hostility between himself and others. He's not the type to apologize and looks to place the blame on someone else. Sand
Smoketuft, Standing at an intimidating height, Smoketuft looks as if he could be part wolf with a long, furry coat of dark brown mixed with black that gets darker down his legs, tail, ears, and face, as well as having a snowy white chest, paws, and tail tip, there’s almost a regal look to Smoketuft. His paws are huge and everything about him just seems to make him seem large for a cat. Which, combined with his naturally grumpy resting face, startling blue eyes, and “brooding” look to him, makes Smoketuft appear as though he is a cat you should fear. Which is true to a point but in the end, he is far from vicious by any means. In fact at most Smoketuft is just a bit awkward. Scratch that, he is extremely awkward. He isn’t standing in the dark corner of the den to brood, he just doesn’t know how to walk up to someone and say hello. Though, there is some truth to his intimidating demeanor, after all, Smoketuft is a cat to be reckoned with, especially if you touch any of his adopted brothers, for he is extremely protective of them. See, though he isn’t blood related to any of his brothers, they all adopted each other as siblings and have continued to stay true to this their entire lives and Smoketuft’s loyalty to the three he calls his brothers outweighs his loyalty to anything else. It can be seen as both a strength and a weakness, for he will move mountains if they so much as asked, however they could easily be used against him. Frostfeather, Crowsong, and Squirrelpaw are simultaneously Smoketuft’s greatest strength and his biggest weakness. 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 Stormwatcher, Smaller than average, Stormwatcher is certainly a little surprise. The silver tabby has quite the temper and go off at any minute. She can be quite sassy when she's in a bad mood. She's very protective of her friends and kin, unless one of them has angered her. She has pale blue eyes and small, nimble paws. Her ears are small and she has long fur. It's honestly quite a pain in the warmer seasons, but she deals with it. She is a loyal warrior to NettleClan, just not tolerate of upright stupidity. She's also very judgmental. ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Sorrelflank, This feline is quite well-built, slender, and muscular for any she-cat; well, fairly most for that matter. Sorrelflank's breed is known as the Abyssinian; which are normally slender, average-sized, and known for their long graceful limbs. Her head is wedge shaped where you'll see her alert, large pointed ears. Along with her head and ears come oval-shaped paws and a long, tapering tail. This she-cat was named for her coat color, sorrel, common among her breed. Like most of her kind, Sorrelflank's coat looks like a ticked tabby though it's slightly different. Along the ridge of her spine, tail, the back of her hind legs and the pad of her paws are distinctly darker. Her eyes are outlined in an almond-shaped and colored green. We all have a Sorrelflank in our lives, don't we? That one arrogant, annoying cat who thinks that they are the best without a doubt? Yes, that's her. She sticks out in a crowd not because of her looks, but because of her attitude and how loud she is. It's embarrassing to even know her or be seen with her. Now, if you've met Sorrelflank and her first impression wasn't the best, it might hint to you that she had an off day. Her first impressions are no off days, believe me. She is strong; physically and mentally. She's known to be very stuck up and quite snooty. Sorrelflank is a true believer in herself and thinks she has everything needed to become deputy or even leader one day. With being snooty and stuck up, there's also the fact that this she-cat is highly rude and blunt. If you really want to know the truth, she'll tell you it to your face and just how it is. Don't be surprised if she shows no sympathy afterward; there's not a bone in her body that feels for you. Sand
Swiftcreek, Swiftcreek is a medium-sized tom with broad shoulders and a triangular face. He has large ears and a nick in his left one. He has a mottled dark gray tabby pelt. He has a white muzzle and paws, along with a splash of white leading from his throat to his belly. He has thick fur and a long, bushy tail. He has deep amber eyes. The tom is the father of Tinypetal's kits. It was known to be a short fling and due to this, it is suspected that he doesn't care for his kits. In truth, the tom has some issues with father figures. His own father had fallen into the pond and hit his head. His father forgot about his family and it caused a rift between the two. He was fairly young when this happened, so he doesn't exactly know how to act like a father at all. It also doesn't help he can be a bit moody. Despite that, he is known to be loyal to his Clan. ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Tigerflame, For a tomcat Tigerflame is rather short in stature. There's not much to him pelt wise, either. He's your typical brown tabby with a short coat; he does have some white on him in a few places such as his muzzle, a dash on his chest, and at the very ends of his paws. He's rather boring when it comes to his pelt, but his eyes are something totally different. They are a stunning light blue. As for personality, Tigerflame is a rather friendly and family-orientated male. He loves to make friends and chill with his Clanmates when ever possible, and he does his best to serve his Clan with all of his being. The name of 'flame' comes from his warm personality and dedication to NettleClan. Feathertalon
Mintpaw, Mintpaw has all the common traits of a Nettleclan cat, but she is anything but just an average clan mate. Appearance wise, she was made to thrive in their territory. She has a dark russet coat with darker tabby markings, helping to disguise her when stalking her prey. Sometimes the white on her chest and underbelly can give her away if she's not careful. She also has a very small spot of white just under her nose. Her fur is long and thick, keeping her warm in even the coldest moon the forest could throw at her. She has prominent green eyes that stand out against the red around them. While still being a small apprentice, she isn't the weakest of them all. She has a decent amount of muscle to her, but she still has some growing to do. While she's tiny compared to the big warriors of the clan, she's one of the stronger apprentices. Mintpaw is a bubbly she-cat, one who loves to socialize and make new friends. She'd be the kind of cat to strike up a conversation with a loner rather than immediately threatening them. Of course, she wouldn't let them wander off in the territory, she'd just have a friendly conversation first. This may just be her immaturity, but she is full of energy and needs to get it out. She tries to be aware of others and back off if she finds herself getting annoying, as that is an insecurity of hers, but she isn't the best at that. One thing that sets her apart from her clan mates is her fear of heights. The first time she climbed a tree, she fell off. It wasn't too high of a branch, and there were no permanent injuries, but this set in her a deep fear of falling off a higher branch. She will only climb a tree if she absolutely has to, and won't like it. She often silently prays to Starclan that this won't hinder her ability to be the best warrior in Nettleclan. plagυe docтor
Shatteredpaw, Shatteredpaw, like her deceased father, has a dark overcoat, though her own is quite a bit darker than the large tom's. Shatteredkit has a mottled dark brown overcoat, and it would be quite easy to believe that that is the only color gracing her sleek pelt. Look closer, however, and one might see the small, wispy lines of deep red shooting through her fur, from her forehead to her tail tip - similar to the spread of cracks when one steps on ice on a river. These deep red markings are what give her her name. In the light, they shine like blood and give her an eerie look. Shatteredpaw has soft amber eyes, with lighter golden brown flecks in the middle. Shatteredkit is a sweet kit, calm and always one to keep her head under pressure. She is even-tempered and respectful, as well as observant. Shatteredkit is a kind young she-cat and can often be found around the medicine den trying to learn or help the patients. ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ »
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 11:07:04 GMT -5
Tinypetal, The first thing you will notice about this molly is that her legs are short. Incredibly short. Due to a naturally occurring mutation, Tinypetal has been left with stubby legs that have given her a compact and robust build compared to many. She is also rather chubby and covered in a soft coat of dilute calico. She is mostly white with patches of storm cloud gray and cream coming into play here and there. Her eyes are a soft amber. Due to her odd stature Tinypetal has found it rather comforting to provide for her Clan in the way of being a permanent queen, especially now that she has welcomed a litter into the world. She is a very maternal and caring female, one that will very easily become a mother to all if given the chance. She's also very good at giving advice no matter what the topic, and overall she's a joy to be around if somebody just needs to take the time to relax. Feathertalon
Cloudkit, Naturally small in nature, though not with the mutation of her mother but simply a small kitten that will grow into a small cat. She is marked with a frost white fur, the sleek yet feathery nature of it creating an incredibly soft pelt. She is solid in colour, and the only deviation from such is in the eyes she carries. Cloudkit has heterochromia, meaning she has two eyes of different colours. The left being the same pale amber colour that her mother carries, and the other being a soft sea green. An especially shy kit, vastly preferring to keep to her mother's flank than she would venture far with her siblings. She is shy and a little nervous of strangers, but is gifted with a sweet temperament and a silver tongue, meaning she is skilled in getting herself and her brothers out of trouble. @stormpetal
Firekit, A small built tom, with medium length ginger tabby fur, and leaf green-blue eyes, Firekit is quite a handful. He has a soft pink nose, and white and black whiskers. His fur is always kind of messy, no matter how hard he tries to keep it straight and glossy. Firekit has slight patches of white on his chest, his tailtip, and his paws. Firekit is a nervous, and gentle soul, with an over thinking personality. He constantly doubts himself and his abilities, leading him to feel like a he'll make a terrible warrior. Firekit also tends to be very shy when it comes to large crowds, but he can manage to work his way through it. He sometimes has a stutter, but that's only in some cases when he can't seem to get himself to think straight. Despite all of that, this young tom cat is extremely loyal to his family, his clan, and his leader, always trying his hardest to protect and prove his worth. Or at least he will. Firekit will eventually grow into a bold and loving tom, always working himself past his breaking point so things can get done. He won't like to sit on his rump, waiting for anything to come to him. He decides what he needs to do. -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊
Saltkit, Despite his mother's munchkin genes, Saltkit did not received the short stature and small legs that his mother and brother have. Saltkit is tall, for a kit, with a lithe build and a long tail. His fur is a soft off-white, not quite like snow but not beige either. Speckling his fur, like little grains of salt, are the dilute calico colors that cover his mother - soft, stormy gray and a pale rosey ginger. Saltkit has pale blue eyes, with small amber flecks in them that cause them to look green in bright sunlight. He has a soft, but husky voice, and he tends to smirk when speaking, no matter what he is talking about. Saltkit is a warrior, through and through. He protects, he serves, and he loves - mostly for his brother, Sandkit. He feels that he has to protect the smaller tom, because of his stature, and often overbearing because of this. He does it out of love, though, and he makes sure than Sandkit knows it. Saltkit is, well, a handful, to say the least. He is stubborn, sarcastic, and witty, and loves to get into mischief. He doesn't have time for feelings - there's adventure to be had! Saltkit is sweet when it comes down to it, but his prickly exterior and determination to be the best warrior cause him to be hard to get close to. ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » Sandkit, Receiving the short legs of his mother, this little tomcat is short and compact in nature with a chubby build to him as well. He has a thick, pale ginger coat, cream in color really. He also has rounded amber eyes. A rather rambunctious tom, this ginger feline is known to get under the paws - quite literally thanks to his short stature - of many of his Clanmates. He tries to not let his stature get the best of him, either. He's quite determined to be the best warrior NettleClan has ever seen. Though, if you knew this tom well enough, he has an irrational fear of being made a permanent queen despite him not being a she-cat. He wants to serve his Clan as a warrior and is going to do all he can to prove his worth. Feathertalon
Elders, Open, feel free to join as. @screenname
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 11:20:32 GMT -5
A kittypet has come to power as leader within NettleClan, that being Flintstar, after the sudden death of both the leader and deputy within the space of a couple of days following a horrendous sickness. The young warrior was chosen by the medicine cat, despite the outcry from the rest of the clan, and she came to power. It has been two seasons since Flintblossom became Flintstar, and the distaste for her leadership continues in spite her having proven herself to be a fine leader. More recently struggles have befallen NettleClan, dangers which haven't reared their heads in generations are beginning to return, and twolegs are being found more and more within the territory. Flintstar's loyalties has always been in question, and when it is discovered she is to have kits, cats even question if it is her mate who is the father, or if some other kittypet fathered her kits. In spite of her great refusals that this is remotely the truth, cats continue to question everything about her life. Until one day she goes missing. In fact the inhabitant of the Twoleg Den of the territory has taken her in, believing her to be ill as it is his job to ensure the animals of the forests remain well. The clan goes into chaos, and the deputy struggles to even keep things in order, unable himself to gain nine lives for it is unsure as to whether Flintstar is still alive. In this chaos, something dark begins to arise within the clan, and the deputy is overthrown. When Flintstar returns, will her clan be the same one she left and will she even be welcome back into the ranks?
Key Roles. Leader. Flintstar, @stormpetal Leader's Mate. Open, @screenname. Leader's Siblings. Open, @screenname. x3 available. Leader's Kits. Open, @screenname. x 4 available. Deputy. Sleetfall, ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » . Allies. Open, @screennname
Dark Forest Leader. Open, @screenname Allies. Open, @screenname.
Mentors, Nightshriek mentors Shatteredpaw. Hollowshade mentors Mintpaw.
Bloodlines, Tinypetal and Swiftcreek are the parents of Cloudkit, Firekit, Saltkit and Sandkit. Hollowshade and Nightshriek are littermates. Feathertalon and Sageheart are littermates.
Mates, Sleetfall and Tigerflame are mates. Swiftcreek and Tinypetal are ex mates.
Crushes, Sageheart has a crush on Feathertalon.
@stormpetal . Flintstar, Ravencall and Cloudkit. Feathertalon . Feathertalon, Tigerflame, Tinypetal and Sandkit. ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » , Hollowshade, Sleetfall, Shatteredpaw and Saltkit. -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 , Newtspeck, Sageheart and Firekit. plagυe docтor , Nightshriek, Shadepath and Mintpaw. 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 , Squirrelpaw, Crowsong, Frostfeather and Smoketuft. Sand , Lilymoth, Sparrowtuft, Sorrelflank and Aspenpaw. ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁, Stormwatcher and Swiftcreek.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 11:21:21 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 11:38:39 GMT -5
Comfortably resting on a rocky outcropping within camp, was the rather pregnant Flintstar. Whilst the young leader still had a fair period of time to go before she welcomed her first litter into the world, it would take a blind cat to miss the fact that she was to have kits. Not helped by her slender frame, her stomach was swollen and distended, only evidence to the fact that it would be a large litter for her first. But the young leader knew better than to make it apparent as to how worried she was feeling. Long ago she had learned to hide pretty much everything, for risk of being called cruel names. Shaking her head at the memory, that was a long time ago and she tried to forget the harshness of her apprenticehood. Her long tail moving to wrap around her paws as she watched the camp slowly begin to become alive again. Bored, but knowing she would likely be yelled at by the medicine cats if she tried to escape camp alone. In fact she would likely be scolded for taking her perch up here. It seemed that pregnancy seemed to make the entirety of her clan forget she was leader, instead worried about her well being even at the slightest choice. Rolling her eyes, she contemplated moving for a moment, but decided to enjoy the warm sun just a little while longer.
Settled beside the camp pond, was the massive Ravencall. A paw dipped lazily into the water as he watched the sediment at the bottom of the small body of the water swirl and ripple. He was bored, and the energy was bubbling up inside him and he was dying for something to do to get it out of him. But it seemed the rest of camp was still sleeping in their nests, asides from Flintstar, but considering her very pregnant state he doubted she would be all that much fun. Ears twitching upwards at the sound of birdsong overhead, somewhere in the trees behind camp he let out a sigh. Lifting himself to his paws and stretching out his large frame, a soft grumble slipping from his lips as he shifted his weight from one side of his frame to the other. Trying to get comfortable in spite of his itching paws and buzzing mind.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 17:39:44 GMT -5
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Lesbian
#ECF7F7
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 20, 2018 17:41:21 GMT -5
[ save for character forms -- Tigerflame -- Feathertalon -- Tinypetal -- Sandkit ] these guys are left to survive the ruins Tigerflame For a tomcat Tigerflame is rather short in stature. There's not much to him pelt wise, either. He's your typical brown tabby with a short coat; he does have some white on him in a few places such as his muzzle, a dash on his chest, and at the very ends of his paws. He's rather boring when it comes to his pelt, but his eyes are something totally different. They are a stunning light blue. As for personality, Tigerflame is a rather friendly and family-orientated male. He loves to make friends and chill with his Clanmates when ever possible, and he does his best to serve his Clan with all of his being. The name of 'flame' comes from his warm personality and dedication to NettleClan. Feathertalon Rank: Warrior Relationships/Bloodlines: Mate to Sleetfall Feathertalon Feathertalon This female is a thick-furred silver feline with leafy green eyes. She is completely silver, no other markings or colors marring her pelt. There are a few scars that litter her body here and there, cutting through the monotone of her otherwise bland pelt. Something to point out about this feline is that her eyesight isn't the best, and as she gets older it only gets worse; she tries to hide this from her Clanmates. Feathertalon is a rather stand-offish cat. She doesn't do much socializing, tends to keep to herself more often than not. Even still she's a formidable warrior, ready to give her life for her Clan when the time calls for it. She is also rather leader-like, a cat that tends to take charge more often than not. A goal of hers is to become leader one day, but as long as she can serve her Clan loyally then she is content with what she is given. Feathertalon Rank: Warrior Relationships/Bloodlines: N/A - did have a litter of kits at one point but they mysteriously went missing. Feathertalon Tinypetal The first thing you will notice about this molly is that her legs are short. Incredibly short. Due to a naturally occurring mutation, Tinypetal has been left with stubby legs that have given her a compact and robust build compared to many. She is also rather chubby and covered in a soft coat of dilute calico. She is mostly white with patches of storm cloud gray and cream coming into play here and there. Her eyes are a soft amber. Due to her odd stature Tinypetal has found it rather comforting to provide for her Clan in the way of being a permanent queen, especially now that she has welcomed a litter into the world. She is a very maternal and caring female, one that will very easily become a mother to all if given the chance. She's also very good at giving advice no matter what the topic, and overall she's a joy to be around if somebody just needs to take the time to relax. Feathertalon Rank: Permanent queen Relationships/Bloodlines: Mother to Sandkit, Saltkit, Firekit, and Cloudkit ; father of her kits is Swiftcreek despite not being tradtional mates Feathertalon Sandkit Receiving the short legs of his mother, this little tomcat is short and compact in nature with a chubby build to him as well. He has a thick, pale ginger coat, cream in color really. He also has rounded amber eyes. A rather rambunctious tom, this ginger feline is known to get under the paws - quite literally thanks to his short stature - of many of his Clanmates. He tries to not let his stature get the best of him, either. He's quite determined to be the best warrior NettleClan has ever seen. Though, if you knew this tom well enough, he has an irrational fear of being made a permanent queen despite him not being a she-cat. He wants to serve his Clan as a warrior and is going to do all he can to prove his worth. Feathertalon Rank: Kit Relationships/Bloodlines: Brother of Saltkit, Firekit, and Cloudkit ; mother is Tinypetal, father is Swiftcreek Feathertalon Tigerflame » Feathertalon » Tinypetal » Sandkit »
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 17:43:01 GMT -5
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Lesbian
#ECF7F7
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 20, 2018 18:01:49 GMT -5
[ i gotta poof for a little bit but i'll have my forms finished when i get back! ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 18:06:10 GMT -5
(no worries! I look forward to it )
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Jul 20, 2018 18:18:26 GMT -5
save for charries; — shatteredpaw/song { f } — sleetfall { m } — hollowshade { f } — saltkit/paw/stream(maybe) { m }
Sleetfall, Sleetfall, is almost unnaturally large. He is big, broad, and bulky, with a fluffy, long-furred pelt. Surprisingly for an AshClan cat, Sleetfall has a soft, silvery white undercoat, with smokey, ash gray markings along his legs, face, and tail. A deeper charcoal gray spots around his face, shoulders, flank, and paws, like the inverted image of snowfall. Sleetfall is built for battle, with large paws and stocky shoulders. He has only one small scar on his body - two pale markings that criss-cross over his right flank. He also has a notch in his left ear. Despite being young, Sleetfall has a deep, husky voice that often comes out more sultry than he intends. Sleetfall is a quiet, brooding cat with a knack for listening before he speaks or make decisions. He is a natural leader among the apprentices, because he uses his head before his instincts, and especially before his heart. He is observant and respectful, but he can unwittingly be harsh and unforgiving when someone makes a mistake. Sleetfall absolutely loathes disloyalty and dishonor, and if a cat exhibits either trait he immediately decides that they are no longer worth his time, and has been known to bring about some tears with his cruel words. Despite his harsh manner, Sleetfall is a sweet cat, and loves for others to come to him when in need. He loves fiercely, when he loves, and with a passion that leads him to jump to the defense of those he cares about without hesitation. He has a soft spot for kits, and often allows them to use him as their own personal climbing-rock. 𝓀𝒽𝒶𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓈𝒾 Deputy, maybe? Mate to Tigerflame Left to Survive the Ruins
Shatteredpaw, Shatteredpaw, like her deceased father, has a dark overcoat, though her own is quite a bit darker than the large tom's. Shatteredkit has a mottled dark brown overcoat, and it would be quite easy to believe that that is the only color gracing her sleek pelt. Look closer, however, and one might see the small, wispy lines of deep red shooting through her fur, from her forehead to her tail tip - similar to the spread of cracks when one steps on ice on a river. These deep red markings are what give her her name. In the light, they shine like blood and give her an eerie look. Shatteredpaw has soft amber eyes, with lighter golden brown flecks in the middle. Shatteredkit is a sweet kit, calm and always one to keep her head under pressure. She is even-tempered and respectful, as well as observant. Shatteredkit is a kind young she-cat and can often be found around the medicine den trying to learn or help the patients. 𝓀𝒽𝒶𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓈𝒾 Apprentice Open to a mother/littermate, father is deceased, open to a crush she is a good™ and a pan lil bean
Hollowshade, Hollowshade has a sleek, fluffy pelt with small tufts on her ears. Her pelt is a deep charcoal black, with dark gray markings around her legs, ears, and tail. The dark gray color also covers her toes, ear tips, and snout. When in brighter light, the gray of Hollowshade's pelt looks almost frosty. Hollowshade has brilliant blue eyes, icy and gleaming in the light of day. When she gets angry or overwhelmed, they tend to appear darker. Hollowshade is lean, lithe, and built for running. She has long legs, a skinny body, and sleek fur. Hollowshade is quite aerodynamic, allowing her to be one of the fastest cats in the Clan. She has large eyes, and her whiskers are small and skinny. Her voice is low, for a female cat, and she speaks in a way that makes her seem older than she truly is. A long, pale scar runs down one side of her spine, though she doesn't often admit where it came from. One of her canines is slightly chipped, causing it to be just barely more blunt than the other. Hollowshade is sweet as a cherry, and is the kind of cat who will never turn down a request for help. She loves to take care of others, whether it be fetching something they need or simply sitting and listening to their problems. She is bright, bubbly, and loves to have fun with others. When she isn't doing something for the Clan, or training a young cat, she can be found visiting the Queens and their kits, gossiping with the Elders, or playing with her friends. Hollowshade isn't always so happy-go-lucky, though. She is an intensely anxiety-ridden cat, always worried that she will fail and cause someone harm. She desperately wants to do right all the time, and when she is under extreme amounts of stress, she has been known to lash out. If she is angry enough, she will not hesitate to bite your ear off, and her ability to hold a grudge is almost as legendary as her surprisingly intimidating glare, despite her kind-hearted nature. 𝓀𝒽𝒶𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓈𝒾 Warrior open to a mate, open to family lowkey hella gay, but not out yet
Saltkit, Despite his mother's munchkin genes, Saltkit did not received the short stature and small legs that his mother and brother have. Saltkit is tall, for a kit, with a lithe build and a long tail. His fur is a soft off-white, not quite like snow but not beige either. Speckling his fur, like little grains of salt, are the dilute calico colors that cover his mother - soft, stormy gray and a pale rosey ginger. Saltkit has pale blue eyes, with small amber flecks in them that cause them to look green in bright sunlight. He has a soft, but husky voice, and he tends to smirk when speaking, no matter what he is talking about. Saltkit is a warrior, through and through. He protects, he serves, and he loves - mostly for his brother, Sandkit. He feels that he has to protect the smaller tom, because of his stature, and often overbearing because of this. He does it out of love, though, and he makes sure than Sandkit knows it. Saltkit is, well, a handful, to say the least. He is stubborn, sarcastic, and witty, and loves to get into mischief. He doesn't have time for feelings - there's adventure to be had! Saltkit is sweet when it comes down to it, but his prickly exterior and determination to be the best warrior cause him to be hard to get close to. 𝓀𝒽𝒶𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓈𝒾 Kit Son of Tinypetal and swiftcreek, littermate to Sandkit, Cloudkit the saltiest dude in the world, but a precious bean so it's okay
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 18:21:17 GMT -5
(but of course, the return of the shattered name, I like it XD I do love that name, dramatic and all)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 20, 2018 18:41:05 GMT -5
[ forms are done~ ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 18:46:12 GMT -5
(Adding now! starclan what happened to Feather's kits out of curiousity and can we blame it on Flint at all )
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 20, 2018 18:49:53 GMT -5
[ Feather took them outside one night and killed them; her mate had been killed by a dog before she told him she was expecting and one of the kits looked too much like him and out of grief she did a bad thing ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 18:54:34 GMT -5
(omsc those poor kits DX could either Flint have been related to her mate or whoever claims the mate of flint have been related to him, and when the kits look similar to Feather's kits/mate, could we have some drama-ish their?)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 20, 2018 18:55:39 GMT -5
[ oh, sure! Her mate was named Bramblefur and he was a big brown tabby with amber eyes ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 18:59:18 GMT -5
(awesome! due to Flint's history it'd probably be best if her mate was related to him, but I'll keep that in mind! Thanks so much would you like to roleplay?)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 20, 2018 19:01:38 GMT -5
[ sounds good to me!! sure c: ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 19:03:22 GMT -5
(I have a starter above if you'd like to reply )
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 20, 2018 19:04:54 GMT -5
[ do you have a preference for me to use Tiger or Feather? ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 19:07:10 GMT -5
(either is perfectly fine with me )
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 20, 2018 19:21:29 GMT -5
Feathertalon » Coming back from a hunting patrol was Feathertalon and Tigerflame. Between the two felines they had had a successful hunt consisting of three squirrels and two mice. The prey had been running fairly well so taking advantage of it was exactly what NettleClan needed. Prey was needed even more than ever, especially considering it was no secret that a particular cat in the Clan was carrying kits. Maybe it was from her experience as a queen, but Feathertalon had noticed the faint swelling to Flintstar's flanks some days ago. While she was happy that the Clan was gaining new warriors, she also had to admit that there was a bitter taste left in her mouth at the thought. She hoped Flintstar the best, hoped that her family would get to grow and flourish like little daffodils in new-leaf, but this made her...well, it made her jealous. It made her feel sick. Why couldn't her own little family be safe and sound? Her kits would be apprentices by now, lively little things that would become warriors before long. If only that could have happened...if only everything had gone like it should have...
Stop it, she scolded herself as she placed her catches on the fresh-kill pile. Now wasn't the time to fall into a hole of self pity and remorse. She had to keep her mind clear if she wanted to be the warrior she always wanted to be for NettleClan. She needed to be strong. Needed to be a solid rock that didn't let its faults get to it. She was sturdy, not weak. She was Feathertalon and she wasn't going to let anything get the best of her.
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Post by Sand on Jul 20, 2018 19:31:34 GMT -5
LEFT TO SURVIVE THE RUINS .
Sparrowtuft, With muscular long limbs, Sparrowtuft is quite a sight with his tall stature. He towers over those that are shorter and smaller in comparison to his lean physique. Short-furred with a more feathered pelt, this tom is a simple brown mackerel tabby with white. The slightly darker brown mackerel tabby stripes are slashed across his pelt, fading into the white pools such as his underbelly. Oddly enough, both of his hind legs and right front leg are complete white whereas his left front leg is matching to the rest of his fur. He has bright amber eyes. Known for his two-faced ways, this tom's actions are unpredictable. However, he is not implusive; he is strategic and logical with his decisions for he relies on a plan of actions instead of following his heart and gut. Nonetheless, Sparrowtuft is provocative and bold when it comes to being around other felines. He uses his strengths to his ability and because of that, he's brash. However, being as provocative and bold as Sparrowtuft is, tends to cause hostility between himself and others. He's not the type to apologize and looks to place the blame on someone else. Sand. Rank: warrior Relationships/Bloodlines: Flintstar is his sister, Bramblefur was his brother. Sand
Lilymoth, A sweet, delicate name such as Lilymoth is one you cannot turn away from. Unfortunately, one's first impression from afar is much different than when they actually meet this feline. A short-furred she-cat with a mostly frosty white coat, Lilymoth's pelt is very pale even when another color interrupts it. Pale cream markings are found on her head, starting on her ears and cascading down her face but leaving a dash of white around the bridge of her nose and part of her maw. These faint mackerel tabby markings linger around her eyes and the back of her head. Other than those spots, Lilymoth's fur is predominantly white. Though her pelt is not all white, this she-cat is not deaf. However, hearing is not one of her strong points. She has ocean blue eyes with a circle of dark orange around the iris. Lilymoth is vain and callous. She can be considered proud, successful for one who carries a lot of arrogance on her shoulders. She's not one who desires power, rather she desires being praised for her actions. It's quite hard for her to be 'nice' or even cut slack for some cat. One could say she's harsh, but it's more that Lilymoth is selfish. Down right pompous. A first impression of her is obviously one that is regretful but it is one she has lots of fun with. Toying with others much like any kittypet does with a ball of yarn is a secret pleasure of hers. Maybe deep inside this she-cat there's a good side. Unfortunately, one will never know unless they're willing to explore the depths of such a conceited feline. Sand. Rank: warrior Relationships/Bloodlines: open - Sand
Sorrelflank, This feline is quite well-built, slender, and muscular for any she-cat; well, fairly most for that matter. Sorrelflank's breed is known as the Abyssinian; which are normally slender, average-sized, and known for their long graceful limbs. Her head is wedge shaped where you'll see her alert, large pointed ears. Along with her head and ears come oval-shaped paws and a long, tapering tail. This she-cat was named for her coat color, sorrel, common among her breed. Like most of her kind, Sorrelflank's coat looks like a ticked tabby though it's slightly different. Along the ridge of her spine, tail, the back of her hind legs and the pad of her paws are distinctly darker. Her eyes are outlined in an almond-shaped and colored green. We all have a Sorrelflank in our lives, don't we? That one arrogant, annoying cat who thinks that they are the best without a doubt? Yes, that's her. She sticks out in a crowd not because of her looks, but because of her attitude and how loud she is. It's embarrassing to even know her or be seen with her. Now, if you've met Sorrelflank and her first impression wasn't the best, it might hint to you that she had an off day. Her first impressions are no off days, believe me. She is strong; physically and mentally. She's known to be very stuck up and quite snooty. Sorrelflank is a true believer in herself and thinks she has everything needed to become deputy or even leader one day. With being snooty and stuck up, there's also the fact that this she-cat is highly rude and blunt. If you really want to know the truth, she'll tell you it to your face and just how it is. Don't be surprised if she shows no sympathy afterward; there's not a bone in her body that feels for you. Sand. Rank: warrior Relationships/Bloodlines: open ~ Sand
Aspenpaw, Aspenpaw is quite the interesting feline, especially because of their medium-furred coat. As a tortoiseshell point, their pelt is a mix of colors such as white, cream, and grey brown. Their base color is a pearly white. Starting with their head, their ears are grey brown in hue while it reaches their forehead and the left side of their face and curves underneath their eye. The other side of Aspenpaw's face is white with faint markings of cream. As for the rest of their body, it goes from white to grey brown as it grows darker in different spots. They have dark blue eyes. Aspenpaw is known for not being able to say no to someone else. They have always had a hard time with telling someone the opposite of which they want to hear, so they usually succumb and tell their companion what they ask for. It may seem that they have no morals, but really, Aspenpaw like sto see everyone pleased. They are also very responsible, especially when it comes to their duties. One could say Aspenpaw is reliable for many things and that they are mature for their young age. However, sometimes being as obedient as they are can cause trouble. They may appear to be sucking up to others and impressing another with their skills. They always follow the rules and never stray from them. In some ways, this feline is delicate. They are fragile and if mistreated, they will crumble. Aspenpaw is fragile to the point if anything troubling happens, they may take the situation the wrong way. Because of that, they do their best to stay sharp and on their toes so they don't miss a beat. After all, that's what makes someone best. Sand. Rank: apprentice Relationships/Bloodlines: open- Sand
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 19:32:14 GMT -5
Settling down before the pair of warriors, her long russet and black tail moving to tuck itself neatly around her paws, where it drifted lazily in the breeze which rippled through camp. Her stone coloured gaze drifted across the pair, contemplative and studying, though not necessarily in a rude manner. Simply curious as she listened with great care to the details provided to her by the two warriors. Grateful to find out that there had been no issues, and that prey by all accounts seemed to be running well. "It would appear that the clan will be able to feast tonight," she said with a smile. On another cat the expression might have been regarded as a sarcastic one, or even malicious, but the joy was true enough. For the first time in what felt like a long time, life was going well for both herself and her clan. Feeling her kits begin to shift and squirm, the leader stood for a second and rearranged the bulk of her growing stomach, shifting the weight from one side to the other until she found comfort, and returned to a sitting position. "I will do just that, greenleaf is going to be good for NettleClan this year."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 19:33:34 GMT -5
(no lie, I squeed when I saw your post sand! I look forward to your posts! ... add further to the drama, but of course on both of your agreement. what if Sparrow was also the brother of Bramblefur? and holds resentment for the loss of his kin, and blames Flint for the deaths?)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 20, 2018 19:38:54 GMT -5
[ im down for whatever, though i don't see how Flint could be blamed for anything?? O: ]
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