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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 29, 2018 14:12:58 GMT -5
Welcome to YewClan, traveler.
History. The Clans of the Lake have been gone for many, many moons. Not a trace of fur remains to prove that they ever existed; only their significant landmarks remain. Upon realization that the wildcats were never coming back, the lake territories became popular for rogues and loners to tour and explore. A young barn cat in particular took great interest in the unknown lands, a cream she-cat named Yewbird. The prospect of the clans interested her greatly, and she spent a lot of time studying their camps and territories. One day, the she-cat stumbled across the Moonpool. The way it sparkled in the moonlight blew her away, and so she just had to take a sip. She lapped from its shallow depths and was instantly transported into a star-ridden, luscious land. She was met by a sparkling tom who taught her many things about herbs and healing, as well as the clan code and hierarchy. Yewbird had a million questions for the tom, but he simply promised to answer them soon and returned her to the forest. Upon awakening, she rushed back to the lake, more eager than ever to discover everything she'd learned. She grew her own herb store, and excitedly shared her newfound information with a fellow barn cat who found her stories intriguing. As promised, the StarClan cat reached out to Yewbird again, and with many moons of visiting her dreams, taught her everything about clanlife. She felt inspired to start a brand new clan, a clan more accepting of a cat's beauty, inside and out. She wanted to start a clan where every cat could be safe and well-fed, shielded from the harshness of a loner's life. She founded YewClan; The Curious & Courageous, a clan for cats willing to learn new things and find joy in the simple things. Yewbird never received her nine lives, but lived a long and prosperous life in spite of this and was the first cat to give a life to her successor.
Territory & Skillsets. YewClan resides where ThunderClan once thrived in the heart of the forest. YewClan's camp is where ThunderClan's camp had been, with the dens being the same besides a few extremely minor tweaks expressed IC.
YewClan, being the only clan currently residing by the lake, often hunt on the moorland and in the pine forest. They favor rabbits over everything, and often use the moor as training land as it's open and free of many obstacles. Due to the clan having so much territory to themselves, they often travel long distances and because of this have lean muscles and powerful limbs.
Despite living near the lake, YewClan has very few skilled swimmers.
Rules. > Follow forum rules! > This is a semi-literate, but mostly literate RP. You don't necessarily have to type essays, but please post atleast four sentences per character! Express their emotions, their thoughts, and their beliefs. I love seeing character development, character growth, and plot! Don't be afraid to stir up a little bit of drama. So long as it doesn't massively affect other characters or the overarching plot, go wild! Let your character be more unique than the usual. Just don't mary-sue/gary-stue. Characters have flaws! Characters have strong suits! No cat is perfect and no cat is completely useless. Grammatical errors are forgivable, so long as they aren't consistent or make it difficult to understand what you are writing. > Please create one warrior for every apprentice you make. There is no character limit, but I do have the right to draw the line if I feel you are making more characters than you can handle. If you have 5+ characters already, and make 5 more while RP'ing only one of the characters you already created, I'm going to say something!! > Please refrain from making your characters related to one another. If you wish for your characters to have siblings, kits, or living parents, you are more than welcome to ask someone to coordinate with you! It'll make the RP more fun and realistic for everyone. Of course, if no one is willing to cooperate, or you desire a very specific subplot that requires you to RP the family yourself, I may make an exception, but you must ask first. > Please don't join as motherless kits! If you join as a queen with kits, make sure there are RPers willing to play some of the kits or else that character may be rejected. If you join as an expecting queen, be sure to advertise that you need RPers for your kits! Having a mate is not required, but it is recommended. > Please don't make your characters mates. Similar to the making your characters related rule. > Please try and be active. For the sake of keeping the story going, I will be deleting characters after 2 weeks of inactivity. If you know you're going to be inactive for a while, let me know! I will send out a warning on the first week, and after that, deletion. I may decide to kill off your characters IC, or put them up for adoption if they play an important role. Popping in, saying "hi!", and disappearing without RPing does not count as being active! > lgbt cats are now being accepted! However, I will only allow the most simplistic labels as to keep things from getting complicated. Meaning; straight, gay, lesbian, bi, and asexual are all allowed. No trans kitties. Pansexual will simply fall under bisexual (although I am well aware of the difference). You do not have to write your character's orientation in the joining form if you do not want to. It can simply be expressed through RP, or you can just advertise it in the "relationships" section of your joining form. > If you have thoroughly read through these rules, put Never The End in your joining form. > I reserve the right to reject anyone I deem unfit to RP in this clan if they do not meet literacy requirements or repeatedly break any of the above rules.
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Pansexual
Aɪʀ
i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 29, 2018 14:45:34 GMT -5
joining.
Name | Age | Gender | Rank Physical description, personality, backstory, etc goes here. Cause of death if in StarClan. screenname relationships: other:
leader. Cedarstar | 57 moons | Tom | Leader A tall, smoky dark gray tom with feathery thick fur and amber eyes. Similar to his limbs, which are lean and well-muscled, he has an unusually long tail with fur along its length that sways off of it like lichen. The tom has lived his entire life being known for his height and was formerly known as Cedarfur in honor of the low-hanging fur on his tail resembling cedar leaves. Of course, being tall is not all he is known for; Cedarstar was appointed deputy at the very young age of 20 moons. He has always been wise and humble, even at a young age, and followed in Heatherstar's footsteps loyally. He absorbed everything she taught him and never questioned her judgment. He was passive and intelligent, the cunning thinker between the duo. His intellect and ability to set aside emotions in favor of being rational paired well with Heatherstar's passion and headstrong personality. Together, they led YewClan through many generations of harmony and balance, and he followed his beloved leader through thick and thin, up until her death bed. Even as an experienced warrior, he chooses to work things out through strategy and charisma over picking fights, and has never been much of an aggressor. This can sometimes cause conflict between him and his warriors, for the goal of YewClan is to keep one another safe from any harm, thus requiring a little bit of blood to be spilled on occasion if it means protecting the clan. If possible, however, Cedarstar will avoid this, even at a high risk. Aɪʀ apprentice; n/a lives; ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
deputy. Namefur | Age | Gender | Deputy Will be determined in RP. Please express interest in joining form. screename apprentice; n/a
medicine cat.
Mumblestream | 53 moons | She-cat | Medicine Cat Mumblestream is a small but round ginger she-cat with dark, classic tabby stripes. She has white paws, a white underbelly and chest, and a white tail-tip. She is short-furred, except her chest and tail are fluffier than the rest of her, and she has white ear tufts. Her eyes are a deep, warm green. Mumblestream is as sweet and gentle as can be, and her tone is slow and quiet, as if talking while someone else is sleeping. She can even be too quiet, not speaking up or responding sometimes, and it can make her seem rude, but she always means well. Despite her demure manner, she is determined in her duties, and won’t let a cat die if she can help it. She loves her work and cares for her Clan incredibly. She’s also a great listener, and is always paying attention to conversation, even if she doesn’t look it. ✨nissabug✨ apprentice; Cloudpaw
medicine cat apprentice.
Cloudpaw | 9 moons | She-Cat | Medicine Cat Apprentice A small, stark white she-cat. Cloudpaw's pelt is long-haired, with a fluffy tail trailing behind her. Her eyes are a startling ice blue color. She has a bright pink nose, and a gray splotch of fur that covers over her left eye. Cloudpaw is a very sweet, and mild-mannered she-cat. Even as a kit, she was very gentle and didn't participate in play-fighting or rough-housing of any kind. Despite her sweet personality, she has the tendency of suffering from anxiety and doesn't have the best self-esteem or confidence in herself. This sometimes interferes with her work, as she hates making mistakes because it makes her doubt herself and apprehensive of her next move. However, she is working hard to move past these issues and is determined to be a great medicine cat for Yewclan. peachy mentor; Mumblestream
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 29, 2018 14:55:39 GMT -5
warriors.
Shortstep | 23 moons | Tom | Warrior A small, fluffy white tom with light gray undertones and round blue eyes. He has extremely short legs that make it difficult for him to run and maneuver as fast as his fellow clanmates. He often finds himself falling behind on patrols and has to keep up a constant half-run just to prevent from being left behind entirely. He's quite clumsy and a little anti-social, often tripping over things and being unable to defend himself without stuttering. When he's around cats he feels close to, he's a lot more relaxed and at ease. He can be quite the joker, even if his jokes aren't all that funny, and enjoys the company of laidback cats who don't stress much. He isn't always serious about his warrior duties, which gets him in trouble often. He was quite the troublesome apprentice and was held back two moons due to both his physical disadvantage and tendency to get in trouble. He taught himself how to swim during his many moons of being left out of patrols, and finds himself to be quite okay at it. Not good, but enough to stay afloat in the lake near their territory. He doesn't stand a chance against a river current, but of course, this tom isn't aware of that. He's also got a great pair of ears on him and can hear a mouse from a hundred fox lengths away! His eyesight is also very keen, but it is unfortunate for him that he can't use these things to his advantage, as hunting isn't meant for his little limbs. He was brought to the clans as a newborn by a loner who could no longer care for him. The loner begged the clan to take him in until the clan accepted him, never to be seen again afterwards. Aɪʀ apprentice; n/a
Rapidlash | 53 Moons | She-Cat | Warrior Rapidlash is a thick-furred pale ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes, three white paws (front right and both back), and dark gold eyes. She has short fur, a battle-scarred muzzle, and notched ears. She has a long scar down her right leg, and three claw scars on her chest. Rapidlash was named for her energetic and quick-to-anger nature, even as a kit, and has yet to cool down. Many of her scars have come from unnecessary fights, where her temper had pulled her into too deep. Despite her hotheaded nature, she is still a fierce and proud warrior, and is considered reliable when it comes to patrolling or simply when you need someone to have your back. Rapidlash has a strong sense of justice, and refuses to budge on her morals, even if it means cutting off somebody close to her. Due to this, she's considered a bit of a hazard when it comes to close relationships, but she means well and only wants her clan to do their best. nettle apprentice; Cinderpaw
Blackleopard | 21 moons old | Tom | Warrior Massive is probably the best descriptor for this handsome young tom, muscled and tall he is an intimidating creature to look at or fight on the battlefield, but the appearance couldn't more differ from the personality. Thick furred, he carries a pelt of midnight black, splotched with markings of pale grey and white, which is from where he gains his name, as the unusual patternings look like a reverse leopard. His eyes are a dark green colour, marked with tintings of yellowish brown. Flirtatious and mischevious, this is a tom who loves to find out how far he can push others and what their limits are, though he is rarely malicious in his actions. At heart he is a good natured young tom, and when he realises he has hurt another he tries to put it right and pushes no further. The truth is he is a young cat with a lot to learn in spite of his warrior status, but he shows promise of becoming a fine young warrior, once he matures a little. Vᴇʟᴠᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ🍁Wᴏʟғ apprentice; n/a
Leechpelt | 29 Moons | She-Cat | Warrior Leechpelt is a rather tall she-cat, with a slender frame built for running as much as her clanmates are. Alongside her frame, her coat is equipped with blending perfectly into the moors; a dull brown coat with darker brown stripes across her back. Her paws, along with a small patch on her chest, are smoky grey, and the pelt itself is of shorter length to lessen wind resistance. Like the rest of her body, Leechpelt's eyes are a dull auburn, and in the right light could say they're a dark red-brown. Three ragged scars mar her left shoulder from a fox attack, and tends to be very self conscious when others point it out. Personality-wise, Leechpelt is as stubborn as they come. As an apprentice, she thought of herself as the leader and began to boss the other apprentices, along with trying it out on warriors, to do her bidding. To be fair, those bidding tended to be harmless, with more based on them all doing it together such as hunting parties or even trying to get others to socialize with her more. Most of the warriors found it harmless, but she dwindled in popularity with the other apprentices, not wanting to be bossed around by the pushy she-cat. Eventually, Leechpelt's obliviousness to how much the other apprentices disliked her/didn't trust her led to a very important failure in her life: On one of her patrols through the border, Leechpelt happened to find a fox and their litter close to the forest's border, where she knew the other apprentices would go for their training session. Leechpelt tried to warn them, but made it into an order instead of a plea. The other apprentices refused, going towards the border with no care in the world with Leechpelt desperately trying to lead them away. This lead to a surprise attack, which left half of the apprentices injured, and only Leechpelt was up enough to chase the fox away from her clanmates. It had led her to gain her warrior rank, but felt it was her personal failure for not warning them properly in the first place. Now, Leechpelt is a much more helpful and ready to take orders instead of give them out. This does not mean her stubborn personality went away, but now more directed at defending other peoples orders(Especially the leaders) and to try and set new apprentices on the right path. She is now not popular with the new apprentices for her keen eyes at ending their shenanigans, but she secretly wishes she had her own apprentice instead of trying to police other's. Besides that, Leechpelt is an excellent hunter and as much of the other clanmates do, takes to the moors to hunt. Currently, Leechpelt is trying to think more outside the box and is learning how to swim for hunting purposes, but isn't very good at it. Other than hunting, helps out with gathering herbs for the medicine cat and even takes care of the elders when she has time. Wishes for her own kits one day, but knows that might be difficult since she is more interested in she-cats than toms. Gheysnakelady apprentice; n/a
Stormchaser | 58 moons old | Tom | Warrior Suiting his name in more ways than one, this is a large and thickset tom, muscular and feathered in nature, he has a surprisingly soft fur in spite of his somewhat sharp nature. Coloured in a dark grey colour, he is marked with stripes of black and pale grey, with a blaze of white at his chest and running all the way down his underbelly, and marking his muzzle with a small spot across the rim of his nose. His right ear is near none existent after many seasons as a fighter, and his eyes are a dark brown. Independent and quiet, he isn't the friendliest cat you'll ever meet. Preferring to keep himself to himself, whilst loyal most don't know all that much about him. Despite this, he has a willingness to make the decisions where others might struggle, and has a level head and calm nature which make him a good leader, but he lacks ambition. Vᴇʟᴠᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ🍁Wᴏʟғ apprentice; Rabbitpaw
Hollywing | 23 Moons | She-Cat | Warrior Hollywing is a very tall she-cat, with short fur, long slender legs, and a long, thin, whip-like tail. Her fur is smokey grey, with dusty fawn patches on her chest, paws, and back, and a white-tipped muzzle. Her eyes are pale green, and she has short whiskers. Hollywing has a strong sense of adventure and curiosity, and is utterly fixated on the clans that came before. She's constantly dragging friends on long trips around the lake to investigate an old den she may have found, or an area that maybe possibly might've once been a clan camp. She is a self-taught swimmer, solely to aid in her investigations, and focuses more on improving her agility and maneuverability, as opposed to outright strength. Most of her clanmates think Hollywing is a bit of a ditz, or otherwise absent-minded, but she doesn't particularly care how others perceive her (even though it is true when it comes to things she's not interested in). She tends to get wrapped up in her own thoughts and interests, and can often ignore others around her, often to the detriment of platonic and romantic relationships. Hollywing does have some authority issues, though they most arise when she's told she can't go somewhere. As long as she's given free reign to travel the lake and explore, she's perfectly manageable. nettle apprentice; n/a
Laurelwing | 30 moons | Tom | Warrior Laurelwing is lithe and thin, but unfortunately isn’t very tall to make up for it. Thus, he looks kind of awkward, especially with his narrow face and big ears added on. His fur is off-white with pale golden stripes on his legs and ticks along his spine. His tail is gold and ends in a plume, and his eyes are pale blue. Laurelwing tends to talk a lot, but not on purpose. He just blurts out what first comes to mind and it all goes downhill from there. He’s awkward, like his body type, but knows he is and tries his best anyway. He is pure at heart, though, and has all good intentions, wanting to be friends with everyone. It’s suspected that someone in his family was a kittypet, but he has no idea. ✨nissabug✨ apprentice; n/a
Nightdew | 18 moons | She-cat | Warrior A short furred black and white she-cat with large sized ears and yellow-ish eyes. Despite her slender figure she is quite a strong fighter and isn't afraid to take on an opponent larger than herself. She is often the one to disagree with leadership and tactics and put in her own opinion or just take on a disagreeing standpoint just to be difficult, which makes her out to seem like a hard-minded and cold warrior though the she-cat tends to think of herself as more of a voice of reason for her clan-mates. Nightdew is outgoing and thick-skinned, making her easy enough to talk to but not easy enough to get to know deeply. Morticat apprentice; n/a
Mallardfeather | 23 moons | Tom | Warrior A handsome, broad-shouldered tom with piercing green eyes. Mallardfeather's pelt is very fluffy, almost downy in texture and gives the tom a youthful appearance. The base of his pelt is a soft sandy brown, with darker brown, black, and white flecks mottled all across. His ears are black, as are his paws. Mallardfeather is a cheerful, upbeat tom who is known for his friendly personality. He can be a bit fliratious at time, often being teasing and playful with those that he has a crush on. Despite his usual friendly personality, he sometimes has his egoistic moments, especially when it comes to his appearance and prides himself in his looks. His vainness sometimes gets in the way of his productivity, especially if it involves "dirty work", but for the most part he's a well-rounded cat. peachy apprentice; n/a
Dandelionsneeze | 25 moons | Female | Warrior Being a Flame Point Siamese, Dandelionsneeze is a primarily white cat with blue eyes and touches of orange on her tail, face, and ears along with faint streaks on her legs. Quite the name she has, and it primarily has to do with her sensitive nose; so yes, she does sneeze quite a lot. Dandelionsneeze is a bundle of energy. She still seems to retain that childish energy of a kit ever as a warrior to this day. It's a blissful innocence she has. Not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, but she's one of the more optimistic cats. She never seems of have a shred of negativity about anyone or anything. Whether it's genuine or borderline naivety, no one is really sure. Fallen Stars apprentice; n/a
Acorntumble | 32 moons | Tom | Warrior Acorntumble is a long-furred, light brown tabby tom with yellow eyes. He has rather large paws and a long tail, both of which he tends to trip on a lot. This cat is pretty much the definition of a klutz. Whether he's tripping on his own paws, over someone's tail, on a root, he's constantly stumbling on something. Saying that, he tends to hurt himself a lot; however, having had so many of these accidents, he's surprisingly able to brush off a lot of injuries most cats would need attention for. Another thing to add about Acorntumble, he has awful memory; suffering from short-term memory loss most likely. He'll focus on something one moment, then later completely forget what he was doing in the first place. Despite being the notorious goofball, he's a really sweet guy. Fallen Stars apprentice; n/a
Kestralfeather | 38 moons | Tom | Warrior Kestralfeather is not the biggest of toms, better yet, one of the smallest members of the clan to even fit in with the apprentices. Even his body might be perceived as an apprentice more if not for how fluffy his sandy coat to look like he's a bit more stocky. There is one darker shade of brown on his chest and tail tip, and has dark ocean blue eyes. Personality-wise, Kestralfeather is not the most social of cats. He never speaks out of turn, and never tries to start conversation. That doesn't mean he will not contribute to any sort of talk, yet his words are soft and spoken with much thought behind him. He would rather watch and listen than try and be the center of attention, which makes his words and thoughts much more interesting to those close to him. Speaking of those close to him, once a cat gets close to Kestralfeather, they learn that he is a very affectionate tom and tries to use observation and skills to protect/serve the clan. However, if he has a crush on someone, becomes very obviously nervous and is not very good at hiding his emotions when it comes to other stuff. Love is very difficult for him but maybe he'll find the right tom for him one day. Gheysnakelady apprentice; n/a
apprentices.
Rabbitpaw | 8 moons | She-Cat | Apprentice Rabbitpaw is a light brown tabby with dark mackerel stripes that also line her cheeks and green eyes. She’s rather small, and has a short muzzle with round ears. Her paws and muzzle are white, along with a white dash on her chest. She has short fur and a striped tail with a white tip. Rabbitpaw was born without her two front legs, but hasn’t let that stop her since day one. She figured out how to run, leap, and attack with her back legs as her power source. She’s a big bundle of energy, ready for anything, refusing to let anything tear her down, which can sometimes get annoying. Her big heart makes her naive and trusting to even strangers. She loves to socialize and make friends, and can’t wait to be a fantastic warrior for her Clan. ✨nissabug✨ mentor; Stormchaser
Cinderpaw | 8 moons | Tom | Apprentice Smokey grey long furred tom-cat with fluffy ear tufts and green eyes. His tail is long and plumed and his neck fur is thicker than the rest of his pelt. In the sunlight his fur gleams with different hues of brown and gold from his underfur. Cinderpaw is a rather laid-back cat, in the sense of never too involved in anything but also not necessarily lazy, he just does as he's told but not without making a joke at someone's expense. He is quick to battle but also just as quick to be a friend to someone he trusts. Morticat mentor; Rapidlash
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 29, 2018 15:01:41 GMT -5
queens. Dawnwatcher | 38 moons old | Shecat | Queen Of small stature and slender nature, this young shecat is what some might consider rather pretty. A patchwork of colour, she is primarily black but splashed with orange and white colours all across her back and body, with mottling of pale brown in particular at her chest, shoulders and muzzle, with white tipped paws and ears. She gains her name from her eyes, or rather her left one, which is a rich amber the colour of the sky as the sun rises. However, she has heterochromia, meaning she has different coloured eyes, the right one being a greyish blue. Her fur is sleek, and her smaller size lends her to being a capable runner. Whilst kind, her shy nature does not lend her to being the best when it comes to making names, she is good hearted but especially timid around those she doesn't know all too well. In spite of this, she is loyal to the bone and when she considers a cat a friend, they will struggle to find someone more loyal. Vᴇʟᴠᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ🍁Wᴏʟғ kits; expecting
kits. Namekit | Age | Gender | Kit Open, don't join as motherless kits.. screename
elders. Namefur | Age | Gender | Elder Open, join as. screename
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 29, 2018 15:07:06 GMT -5
outsiders.
Honey | 12 moons | She-cat | Loner/Barn Cat A tiny, lithe young barn cat with short, golden fur and a white underbelly. She has darker, pale-ish golden brown tabby markings running along her back and legs, and a white-tipped tail. Her eyes are a soft golden as well, like gentle honey. She's very timid and naïve, choosing to follow after strangers in fear of being left in the world alone. Despite how shy she is, she makes "friends" rather easily, although whether or not cats are truly her friends or not is difficult for her to decipher. She tries to think rationally and avoid getting into trouble, but denying herself that thrill has become an issue. She has a façade of wanting to be safe and out of harm's reach, when secretly she rather enjoys mischief and discovering new things. This is something she will never confess to anyone ever, however. Her naiveté makes her an easy target for being manipulated and used, as she's too young to know the full extent of how cruel the world can be. Aɪʀ
StarClan.
Yewbird | 60 moons at death | She-cat | First Clan Leader A lithe, cream-colored tabby she-cat with beautiful bright green eyes and a pretty pink nose. She's kindhearted and sweet, loving to the core with a spark of curiosity that fuels her very being. She's always had a thirst for knowledge, never tiring of learning new things and crafting something more out of it. The mind is the key to the soul, as she would always say, and cat's uttermost beauty comes from the thoughts that sprout like saplings from their minds. She's a decent judge of character, but gives endless chances despite of this, wanting nothing more than to find the goodness in every cat despite their past mistakes. Her knowledge exceeds far beyond the eye can see, and carries a strange twinkle in her eyes because of this. She died of natural causes with only one life. Aɪʀ
Heatherstar | 119 moons at death | She-cat | Leader before Cedarstar A large, fluffy light ginger she-cat with narrowed yellow eyes and silver tinged around her muzzle. She's headstrong and determined, always putting the life of her clanmates before anything else, including herself. She'd die for YewCLan in a heartbeat, and die a hundred more times to keep them safe. She's always had a very deep love for her clan, cherishing the memories she's shared with every cat she's come across and relishing them. Her passion drove her to be irrational at times however, making demands for her clanmates to follow for their own good. It wasn't rare for a cat or two to challenge her strictness and controlling nature, but her determination and fierceness almost always won in the end. She can come off as too loving, like a mother wanting best for her kits and restricting them to do certain things without explaining why. Heatherstar would never hesitate to engage in battle with an enemy, and has many scars to prove such. Despite the many altercations she's had in her life, she managed to survive trough many of them and simply died of old age. Aɪʀ
Dandelionleaf | 74 moons at death | She-cat | First Medicine Cat A small, fluffy white she-cat with ginger patches and heterochromia eyes (one green and one blue). She was one of the very first cats to join YewClan, as well as Yewbird's first apprentice. She learned everything there is to know about herbs both from Yewbird and by herself. She developed Yewbird's thirst for knowledge and picked up a similar attitude, on a never-ending quest to learn everything she can. She also picked up on her mentor's kind spirit and helpful nature, but not after many seasons of practice. She was originally a barn cat and was not used to social interactions. She started off defensive and weary of other cats, but grew to accept and love her clan in time. She died while saving a young loner kit from drowning in the lake, thus drowning herself. Aɪʀ
Stonewhisker | ???? at death | Tom | Original StarClan Ancestor..? A solid gray tom with dark gray eyes and a black nose. Not much is known about this mysterious tom. It is said that he was the cat to guide Yewbird and her followers into forming a clan. He hasn't visited any living cats since Yewbird, and no one is entirely sure if he still exists, or if he existed at all. Cause of death: ???? Aɪʀ
Namefur | Age when deceased | Gender | Rank when deceased Open, join as. If you wish to be a deceased leader, medicine cat, or deputy, let me know first! screename
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 29, 2018 15:19:09 GMT -5
relationships.
Cedarstar ♥ Dawnwatcher = names coming soon
Rapidlash and Mumblestream are littermates. Laurelwing and Dandelionsneeze are littermates.
Stormchaser mentors Rabbitpaw. Mumblestream mentors Cloudpaw. Rapidlash mentors Cinderpaw.
members. (StarClan cats will not be shown here)
Air {admin, active}; Cedarstar; Shortstep; Honey nettle {member,active}; Rapidlash; Hollywing Vᴇʟᴠᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ🍁Wᴏʟғ {member,active}; Dawnwatcher; Blackleopard; Stormchaser Squirrelflight99 {member, excused}; (will be added upon return to save space for more mentors to appear ♥) ✨nissabug✨ {member, new}; Mumblestream; Laurelwing; Rabbitpaw peachy {member, new}; Mallardfeather; Cloudpaw gheysnakelady {member; new}; Leechpelt; Kestralfeather Morticat {member, new}; Cinderpaw; Nightdew Fallen Stars {member, new}; Acorntumble; Dandelionsneeze
current weather.
The very beginning of Newleaf. The forest is in a constant state of thawing; the ground is wet and muddy, and the skies are littered with clouds.
There will be a lot of rain soon.
plot & news. basic synopsis: > No one knows where the original clans vanished to. All that is known is that YewClan must prosper through everything, together. They have all lake territories to themselves... but for how long?
> With Heatherstar's passing, it is time for Cedarstar to elect a deputy before moonhigh. However, after seasons of following after Heatherstar, is the tom ready to lead the clan without her? And with so many loyal soldiers willing to follow his command, which one will he pick?
real time happenings: • Cedarfur skipped the deputy ceremony in favor of attending his mate's kitting.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 15:41:57 GMT -5
» YewClan is now open! «
A light rain drizzled upon the pelts of the cats gathered in the stone hollow's clearing.
Cedarfur didn't bother to shake away the droplets of water building up on his whiskers. He let them trickle down his muzzle and splash into the sandy mud built up beneath his paws. He could barely feel the chilly air soaking into his heavy pelt, for there was already a coldness deep inside his heart that would not go away. His amber eyes remained fixated ahead, gazing upon the corpse that lay a few mouse-lengths ahead of him.
The camp was especially dark, as the quarter moon above them was obscured by heavy rain clouds ready to give way at any second. Despite them, the smoky gray tom could still make out the outlines of his fellow clanmates around him. He heaved a deep sigh and blew strands of ginger fur out of his mouth; it was Heatherstar's fur, from when he'd dragged her lifeless body out of her den just hours ago.
It was time to bury her. After mourning for such a long period of time, the deputy knew that his old mentor needed to be put to rest. He pulled his weary eyes away from her soaked pelt to meet eyes with some of his loyal warriors. A subtle feeling of gratitude developed in the pit of his belly as he watched his mourning warriors around him. He knew that they all cared for Heatherstar just as much as he had, and would do anything to make her journey to StarClan special. The thought made the tips of his mouth twitch upwards, just for a brief moment.
"Clanmates, it is time we bury her. May StarClan light her path for all eternity, and may she prosper in her new life in the stars." His voiced boomed throughout the camp and ricocheted off the stone walls. As he picked through the crowd of cats still gathered around him to decide who was going to assist with the burial, he couldn't help but ponder on an issue that's slowly been gnawing at his sides. Once Heatherstar gets buried, he will have to travel to the Moonpool. Then, he will return to the clan as a new cat with a new line of responsibilities... and he will have to pick the new deputy.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 15:45:47 GMT -5
(Awesome! Have been waiting for it to open for a while now, and look forward to getting the chance to join! I wondered if it might be ok were I to join as a pregnant mate to Cedarfur/star? )
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 15:56:56 GMT -5
» I'm super glad you're interested! Cedarfur's the type of cat to be too caught up in his duties as a deputy to have a mate. However.. as a leader, I definitely see him settling down with kits. What if your character is really close friends with him and it develops from there? «
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 15:58:11 GMT -5
(Damn XD I was really hoping for a queen)
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 16:04:15 GMT -5
» Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt for him to have a mate now xD «
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 16:05:18 GMT -5
( victory is mine I mean its your character, I don't want you to feel as though I've forced you?)
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 16:08:10 GMT -5
» Nah! The idea has grown on me, honestly. I wouldn't give in if I didn't like it lol «
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Post by Jekyll on Jul 30, 2018 16:08:25 GMT -5
Ello. Hey air. Could I possibly snag the future deputy spot??))
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 16:09:13 GMT -5
(last question I promise, but is it ok to have LGBT charries here? Understand if not, just thought I'd ask first )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 16:11:17 GMT -5
Rapidlash | 53 Moons | She-Cat | Warrior Rapidlash is a thick-furred pale ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes, three white paws (front right and both back), and dark gold eyes. She has short fur, a battle-scarred muzzle, and notched ears. She has a long scar down her right leg, and three claw scars on her chest. Rapidlash was named for her energetic and quick-to-anger nature, even as a kit, and has yet to cool down. Many of her scars have come from unnecessary fights, where her temper had pulled her in too too deep. Despite her hotheaded nature, she is still a fierce and proud warrior, and is considered reliable when it comes to patrolling or simply when you need someone to have your back. Rapidlash has a strong sense of justice, and refuses to budge on her morals, even if it means cutting off somebody close to her. Due to this, she's considered a bit of a hazard when it comes to close relationships, but she means well and only wants her clan to do their best. nettle relationships: Open for family and romantic relationships (though she's only attracted to other she-cats) other: Never the End
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 16:11:32 GMT -5
» Hey, hey! Unfortunately, I'm not allowing anyone to reserve the deputy position. I ask that you express interest in your joining form and I will pick the most suitable cat for the role through RP :) «
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 16:17:26 GMT -5
» Hmmmmm. I meant to touch on this in the rules, I can't believe I forgot! I'll allow the most simplistic labels for the RP. So straight, gay, lesbian, and bisexual are allowed, but nothing expressed beyond that. No trans kitties :( Pansexual and the like will fall under bisexual to keep things extra basic (although I'm well aware of the difference). Asexual is fine too. These labels can fall under "relationships" as Nettle has done.
Thanks for joining, Nettle! I'll add your cat momentarily. You're free to RP. «
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 16:18:41 GMT -5
Never the End Dawnwatcher | 38 moons old | Shecat | Queen Of small stature and slender nature, this young shecat is what some might consider rather pretty. A patchwork of colour, she is primarily black but splashed with orange and white colours all across her back and body, with mottling of pale brown in particular at her chest, shoulders and muzzle, with white tipped paws and ears. She gains her name from her eyes, or rather her left one, which is a rich amber the colour of the sky as the sun rises. However, she has heterochromia, meaning she has different coloured eyes, the right one being a greyish blue. Her fur is sleek, and her smaller size lends her to being a capable runner. Whilst kind, her shy nature does not lend her to being the best when it comes to making names, she is good hearted but especially timid around those she doesn't know all too well. In spite of this, she is loyal to the bone and when she considers a cat a friend, they will struggle to find someone more loyal. @velveteenwolf relationships: Cedarfur/star, open to claimers of her kits. other: Pregnant
Blackleopard| 21 moons old | Tom | Warrior Massive is probably the best descriptor for this handsome young tom, muscled and tall he is an intimidating creature to look at or fight on the battlefield, but the appearance couldn't more differ from the personality. Thick furred, he carries a pelt of midnight black, splotched with markings of pale grey and white, which is from where he gains his name, as the unusual patternings look like a reverse leopard. His eyes are a dark green colour, marked with tintings of yellowish brown. Flirtatious and mischevious, this is a tom who loves to find out how far he can push others and what their limits are, though he is rarely malicious in his actions. At heart he is a good natured young tom, and when he realises he has hurt another he tries to put it right and pushes no further. The truth is he is a young cat with a lot to learn in spite of his warrior status, but he shows promise of becoming a fine young warrior, once he matures a little. @velveteenwolf relationships: Open to all, bisexual. other:
Stormchaser | 58 moons old | Tom | Warrior Suiting his name in more ways than one, this is a large and thickset tom, muscular and feathered in nature, he has a surprisingly soft fur in spite of his somewhat sharp nature. Coloured in a dark grey colour, he is marked with stripes of black and pale grey, with a blaze of white at his chest and running all the way down his underbelly, and marking his muzzle with a small spot across the rim of his nose. His right ear is near none existent after many seasons as a fighter, and his eyes are a dark brown. Independent and quiet, he isn't the friendliest cat you'll ever meet. Preferring to keep himself to himself, whilst loyal most don't know all that much about him. Despite this, he has a willingness to make the decisions where others might struggle, and has a level head and calm nature which make him a good leader, but he lacks ambition. @velveteenwolf relationships: Open to all other:
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 16:25:36 GMT -5
>Rapidlash - Camp<
"Do you need help?" Rapidlash moved through the crowd and close to Cedarfur, glancing at Heatherstar's body. Rapidlash had been shocked to hear of her passing. She had never realized that their leader had been so old. She had simply returned from hunting to find the camp in an uproar, and it had taken a bit of time to fully realize what was going on.
She had mourned quietly for an hour, before going into the warrior's den and curling up in her nest, unable to handle the reality of her passing and the soft moans of sorry from her clanmates, and now she regretted it, feeling almost selfish for walking away from the situation, when she had built a reputation around facing any problem that crossed her path.
Now she volunteered to help bury her leader, ready to say on last goodbye as an apology for fleeing the situation. Besides which, Cedarfur, who would soon be their leader, would need the support of all of his clanmates. He shouldn't have o not only bury their leader alone, but then soon after make the journey to the Moonpool to gain his nine lives and the heavy burden of leadership.
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Post by Jekyll on Jul 30, 2018 16:29:21 GMT -5
Gingerpaw | 7 moons | she-cat | Apprentice Gingerpaw is a pure ginger she-cat. Her fur is long and fluffy and she could easily be counted as cute. Her eyes are a pale blue and she has what looks almost like a brown heart marking on her chest. She is a very kind she-cat and most think she should the medicine cat's apprentice as she is deaf, but Gingerpaw refused and is now trying her hardest to prove she can be a warrior. Squirrelflight99 relationships: Open other: None
Frozenpaw | 10 moons | tom | Apprentice
Frozenpaw is a very small tom, being the size of a kit even now. His fur is short and soft and is an odd color. His fur looks like tree bark that is frozen over with bits of snow and frost, giving him his name. His eyes are amber with bits of green in them here and there. Frozenpaw is a quiet but determined tom, he tries his hardest and is always ready to help out when needed. Squirrelflight99 relationships: Open other: None
Batfur | 102 moons | tom | Elder Batfur is a pure black tom with a very thin figure. His eyes are a milky amber as he is bind but he's also deaf and so there is no way to communicate with him except for by touch. He is a nice tom but is very rarely seen, normally just in the elders den. Prey has to be brought to him as he cannot navigate and such. Squirrelflight99 relationships: Open other: None
Rosemarysprout | 26 moons | tom | Warrior
Rosemarysprout is a long-haired tom. His fur is a very dark brown and is long and sleek. He has white paws and a white tail tips. Black bands can be seen along his tail and on his legs. This tom has white flecks on his ears and neck as well as around his ears. He has heterochromia and so his left eye is a bright blue and his right a deep forest green. Rosemarysprout, unlike most, doesn't feel at home in Yewclan. He lost both of his parents at an early age. His mother was actually killed by his father and then his father ran off and threw himself into a cave, which he then forced into caving in on him. This land and the clan hold sad memories for him and he wants away from it but also feels that he has some kind of duty in his clan. Squirrelflight99 relationships: Closed other: None
Whitewolf | 57 moons | tom | Warrior Whitewolf is a brown and white patched tom. His fur is semi-long and his eyes are a pale blue hue. His tail is broke and so lays at an odd angle. He is a quiet and reserved tom. More level headed and mature than most as well. Squirrelflight99 relationships: Brother- Cedarstar other: None
Badgerberry | 33 moons when he died | she-cat | Starclan Badgerberry is a black and white patched she-cat with brown tabby markings. Her left eye is permanently closed with a scar over it and her right eye is a pale yellow. She is a nice but quiet to, much rathering to just observe situations. She died from greencough last leaf-bare. Squirrelflight99 relationships: Open other: None
Lynxblood | 31 moons| she-cat | Warrior Lynxblood is a long-haired she-cat whose fur is a rusty red color that almost looks like a mix of fire and blood. Her paws and tail tip are white and she black tufts on the tips of her ears like a lynx. Her eyes are a bright shining green. She is a very out going she-cat who loves to help out. She absolutely loves kits and hopes to have some of her own one day. Squirrelflight99 relationships: Sister- Crystalpheonix (is open to more siblings) other: None
Crystalpheonix | 27 moons | she-cat | Rank
Crystalpheonix is a short-haired she-cat whose fur is a rusty red color that almost looks like a mix of fire and blood. Her paws and tail tip are white and she black tufts on the tips of her ears like a lynx. Her eyes are a bright shining green. She is a very out going she-cat who loves to help out. She absolutely loves kits and hopes to have some of her own one day.
Squirrelflight99 relationships: Sister- Lynxblood (is open to more siblings) other: None
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 16:47:31 GMT -5
(As I've been added, I assume it will be fine for me to roleplay)
Dawnwatcher - - - Lifting her head at the sensation of movement beside her, the young queen tiredly blinked her eyes open. At first not remembering what had happened, and then all at once it fell onto her shoulders and the grief returned to her shoulders. She had been settled pressed close to her mate for the vigil, and guilt ripped through her when she realised she had fallen asleep when she was supposed to have been sitting vigil for Heatherstar. Dawnwatcher pressed her nose into his shoulder, an attempt at a comforting gesture, as she knew his heart was likely aching the most out of all of them. Knowing he had quite the journey ahead of him, the very pregnant shecat remained close to him. Though allowed the tom cat enough space to speak to the clan. Listening quietly, her head resting on her black and orange paws. The pair had been mates for as long as the shecat could properly remember, and she had stood beside him when he became deputy. But this was something she could do nothing to help him with as she would have wished to. The young queen wished to help bury her leader, even help her mate get to the Moonpool, but she knew now she had to prioritise her own safety. Even if it hurt her to not be able to help him in what would no doubt be one of his most difficult days.
Blackleopard - - - Whilst the young tom had never really known the leader on a personal level, he had felt an obligation to sit vigil with the rest of his clan to wish her a safe journey to StarClan. He watched his clan mourn in an uncomfortable silence, grief wasn't something he had ever really known, and this was a very new sensation to the black and grey warrior. But for once he remained silent and respectful, trying to get used to the strange burning in his heart as he watched the strange stillness for the shecat he had regarded with the upmost respect for all of his life. Unable to quite think of how to feel, or what to think about all of this. Flicking an ear as he watched Rapidlash move to offer her services to help, the young warrior didn't move to do the same. It wasn't a rude thing, but he would have felt out of place offering his help if he did so. He hadn't known the leader like some cats had, and felt it was a position only those closest to her should take up.
Stormchaser - - - On the alternate paw, grief was an old friend to the mature warrior. And whilst he would never have admitted it aloud, Stormchaser was struggling with the grief which now lit his frame. Most of his life he had known the leader, and now she lay dead in front of him, he wasn't entirely sure how to process any of it. But when Cedarfur went around in search of volunteers to aid him in the burial, the handsome tom as all too quick to stand up and offer his own help. "I'd be more than willing to help you take her on her final journey," Stormchaser replied firmly. His eyes giving away little of the true pain which seemed to be lighting his veins.
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 16:59:26 GMT -5
»You're free to RP, Wolf! I added all of your characters. «
Cedarstar's eyes shifted to Rapidlash as she approached him. He nodded to her in greeting, appreciation glowing in his tired amber eyes as they rested upon her.
"Just the cat I was looking for," he mewed, the slightest hint of a friendly purr rumbling in his throat as he spoke. He'd always been fond of the she-cat's headstrong and passionate behavior, and recognized her as a cat perfect for taking Heatherstar's burial seriously. He wanted cats who would be completely into the job and not uttering any complaints about the weather or how heavy the rain may make her body. He trusted Rapidlash and hoped her energy would be enough to carry Heatherstar through the forest.
"If you wouldn't mind sparing some of your time," he rumbled, in response to her question. He jerked his head slightly towards the elder's den, "the chill in the air isn't good for their bones. I wouldn't make them go on such a journey in this weather." His eyes remained somber, as if all the starlight in the sky could never make him smile again. He'd saw the signs many moons ago of her old age, but he just refused to believe she'd ever die. He just couldn't accept it.
"Could you take a few cats to the lake with you?" he asked her, shifting his amber gaze back onto her golden one. "She always wanted to be buried by the lake..." where she'll catch her first fish in StarClan. He finished the quote in his thoughts. Heatherstar had always made her burial requests blatantly clear, for the she-cat had always been a bad swimmer and hoped that her ancestors would grant her wish to catch a fish as a gift for her many moons of unwavering dedication. The knot in his throat tightened.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 17:00:33 GMT -5
» Gonna add onto my response in a sec to include your charas. «
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 17:01:18 GMT -5
(no worries shall be waiting)
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 17:13:55 GMT -5
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As if on cue, Stormchaser's words reached Cedarfur's ears as he finished his last sentence. He nodded to the tom gratefully and gestured for him to gather closer. "Perhaps you two may bring her there?" he meowed to Stormchaser and Rapidlash, glancing between them. Two strong and able-bodied warriors were more than capable to make the trip to the lake. The undergrowth outside the camp was quite slippery, but he had no doubt that they'd be fine.
Although unspoken, it was clear what Cedarfur was going to have to do. As much as he desired to, he knew he couldn't trek with the warriors to the location. Moonhigh was practically already upon them, and the clan had yet to have a new leader nor deputy. He was going to have to venture to the Moonpool.
However, the clawing in his gut remained. Would it be so bad if he skipped the deputy ceremony until tomorrow? Tag along with the warriors and come back to camp to mourn with his mate in peace for the night? What would his clanmates think of him then? He couldn't just postpone his ceremony. On the contrary, what are the odds that something will kill him tonight?
He looked to his mate, also grateful for her presence. The overwhelming amount of support from all of his clanmates made his throat tight, and he fought back the desire to just confess all of his worries and fears in one breath. How so very lucky he was to have all of them surrounding him during such a terrible loss. They all truly needed each other. He brushed his pelt against Dawnwatcher's ever so slightly, wanting nothing more than to confide in her immediately.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 17:21:53 GMT -5
> Rapidlash - Camp<
"Of course, Cedarfur." Rapidlash didn't feel comfortable addressing him as Cedarstar until he had received his nine lives. After all, in the eyes of Starclan, he was still just the deputy.
Speaking of, Rapidlash thought, doesn't he have to pick the new deputy before moonhigh? She glanced at Stormchaser, looking him over as she moved to one side of Heatherstar's body, gesturing with her tail for Stormchaser to carry her upper body.
The older warrior seemed like a sure pick for deputy. He was experienced, but unlike Rapidlash herself, he was level-headed and able to make calm decisions. But then, did he want it? Did she? She had never imagined the death of a leader could lead to such heavy thoughts among the older warriors.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 17:22:44 GMT -5
Dawnwatcher - - - Resting her head briefly across his shoulders, her smaller size making her not all that noticable next to her mate but she seemed not to mind. Trying to help comfort the tom cat, even if she too felt all too useless in the face of their leader's death. Her swollen sides shivered with the kicks of her unborn litter, as though they too were aware of their mother's distress, and were reacting to her worries. The queen shifted her flanks in an attempt to find a more comfortable place to sit, the young shecat's worry was apparent for anyone who took the time to look at the timid warrior queen. Though she tried to hide it, there was only so much the young warrior could do. Touching her nose to his withers when he looked back at her, she said nothing for now. Content to just remain at his side, she felt all too incapable and useless, but she felt that the very least she could do would be to try and comfort him. She knew her mate all too well, and knew he was unlikely at times to admit when he too was hurting.
Stormchaser - - - Grateful that he would be allowed the chance to help his leader to her burial spot, the tom cat nodded and listened careful to the orders of Cedarfur, he shook himself. Making a mental reminder that the younger tom wasn't going to be Cedarfur for very much longer, and that fact was weird to the tom who had only known one leader in all of his life. Though he was certain he would be fine once he got used to the job, the dark grey tom couldn't begin to imagine what was going through the deputy's head at what faced him. "Of course, Cedarfur," he replied with a polite dip of his head.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Jul 30, 2018 17:48:23 GMT -5
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Cedarfur held his nose against his mate's for a few silent heartbeats, relishing her warmth during the cold drizzle. It could've just been his imagination, but he thought for a brief moment that he scented milk on her fur, a smell that reminded him of a brighter future. He withdrew his head and allowed his eyes to wander over her belly, wondering how long until he could call himself a father.
"Thank you both," he mewed at last, watching as the two warriors got a grip on Heatherstar's body. A few flower petals fell from her pelt as she was moved and dappled the muddy ground beneath her. Their bright yellow hue stood out against the bland color of the wet ground. A brighter beginning.
He wrapped his tail around his mate's body and gently began to guide her towards the nursery, wanting her to be out of the cold. As he walked, he glanced around him to make sure there was no cat within earshot. "I don't think I should leave tonight," he confessed to his mate, a deep sigh escaping his maw as he spoke. He was a little weary, certain that he'd be scolded for such a kit-like decision. "It just... It doesn't feel right. The clan needs atleast a day to mourn, and Heatherstar may not have reached StarClan yet..." he drifted off, unable to add any other excuse.
What he didn't tell her was that he wasn't ready to choose a new deputy. The decision seemed too heavy to make in just one night. He'd never considered a successor after him, for he'd never imagined this scenario to ever come into existence. Why couldn't Heatherstar just live forever?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 17:52:44 GMT -5
>Rapidlash - Camp<
"Careful." She muttered, carefully lifting part of Heatherstar's body. It wasn't nearly as heavy as she had imagined, and she felt oddly sad at that idea. She looked over at Stormchaser, her thoughts drifting as she waited for him to get a good balance to carry the rest of her weight. Things were definitely going to change now, no matter what anybody did to stop it. At the very least, Cedarfur and whichever deputy he picked would be able to guide them through it.
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