Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 3, 2019 19:06:24 GMT -5
Life has rarely been black and white for CascadeClan.
Even the line between life and death is blurred in our lands. Death is not the end, instead the opening of a door, a second chance. And it has been for as long as any living cat is able to remember. Our lands have known peace for a long time, thriving in spite of adversity, and surviving in spite of the harshness of our lands. The clan has known the joys of tranquility for generations. But darkness lingers in the past of those we are meant to trust the most merely waiting for the opportunity to pounce. And when it does, the line between the good and the bad will become unrecognisable; families torn appart, friendships questioned and loved ones divided. We will learn the hard way that nothing lasts forever, even stars fade.
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Reasonably regular activity is requested for those intending to join this clan. For members hoping to join as cats key to the clan, i.e. deputy, medicine cat, etc. Or important for our plot, I ask you please maintain an activity of at least four days a week, otherwise two days is acceptable.
My intentions are for CascadeClan to be a literate clan, thus the minimum requirement I ask of joiners is that they please be capable of achieving a minimum of 6 lines worth of writing per post they create, and that their grammar, spelling, etc. Be reasonable. .
On initial joining I ask that you please do so with a minmum of two cats, one of each gender, and then make reasonable attempts to keep levels even. In order to join as an apprentice, I ask that you please first have at least two cats of other ranks so the numbers don't become ridiculous. So I know you've taken the time to read these thrilling rules, place the phrase Changing Tides somewhere in your form.
The boring bit. I will allow you to have artistic license to the extent that genetics need not be perfect for mothers, kits, sibings, etc, and things that wouldn't necessarily be found in the wild are fine. However, names that no cat would understand, and simply unnatural characteristics, i.e. wings, purple fur, etc. Furthermore, your characters need to be fully fleshed out characters, i.e. Mary Sue's and Gary Stu's are a NO NO.
A fun addition but by no means obligatory, where your characters share traits with the cats of another member, ask if they can be related to some extent, i.e. brother/sister, father/daughter, etc. You don't have to do this, however, please don't join as members of your own family, unless its roleplaying one of your cats kits or something similar. If uncertain, ask!
Its reasonable to assume that I am constantly evilly cackling when I roleplay. I love drama and heartbreak, and thus I encourage you to add as much drama as you wish to the lives of your cats. Be it romantic drama, battles or anything else that attracts your mind. I am more than happy for it to happen, if anything I'll pull up a chair and heat up the popcorn. I do ask that you please don't allow it to directly conflict with the main plot, i.e. don't just kill the leader for giggles, and you try to involve as many others as possible so we can all join in on the fun!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 3, 2019 20:01:42 GMT -5
About the Clan
The steep nature of our homes gives way to a clan made up largely of muscular cats, not necessarily big but at least athletic in build. Tending to favour strength and climbing capacity over speed, whilst their are those who differ from this norm, the majority are of this type. The thick foliage that covers most of our territory mean that the vast majority of our cats carry darker coats to aid with camoflague against out lands. Thus browns, blacks, greys and everything in between are common among our cats, more often patterned to some extent then solid in nature. CascadeClan is an unusual place, for here the leader doesn't gain nine lives, for to a certain extent all cats here have multiple lives. Every cat is given however many lives they need to fulfil their purpose, though most never know what purpose StarClan bestowed upon them, cats will be reborn until it is decided they have, in which case they will be allowed into the ranks of StarClan. For the most part no one knows if they are another cat reborn, for no one has memories of their past lives save for in very unusual circumstances. For this reason cats will often be found dead in their nests or collapse in the forests dead, in which case the clan is simply forced to accept that the cat's purpose has been fulfilled. Bodies are taken to the Ice Rose, where they dissapear during the night, it is an important ritual for the clan, and only the cruellest of cats are refused this rite of passage.
The closest water source to camp, it connects to the Hollow Lake, and is a prime spot for fishing given its shallow waters, though has multiple crossing points even for the worst of swimmers amidst our ranks. It is named for the apple trees that lace its banks, and has plentiful wildlife on offer for hunters.
Perfect for apprentices wanting to learn to climb, or warriors wanting to practice, or generally anyone wanting to have fun. The landmark is a large tumble of rocks, lingering from a past landslide, offering a play gym of sorts for climbing. Small mammals can also be found in the area. However, it is also home to a number of snakes inhabiting the area, so caution is advised when playing in this area.
Named for a particularly bitter winter, during which this body of water froze almost completely over, it is a waterfall leading into the Hollow Lake at its foot, the cliffs from which it falls are littered with foliage, offering a prime hunting place. Furthermore, it is the place from which the Clan gets its name, due to the importance of the cavern behind the waterfalls.
Named for the incredible clarity of the water it offers, one can see to the bottom of the lake despite being very deep. It is reccommended only for strong swimmers, as its depths are deceptive and its current strong, however, for those able, it is a great spot to fish. As well as prey on the smaller mammals that use the lake as a source of water.
A small cavern behind the Frozen Cascades, the clan's connection to StarClan can be found, a rock formation similar in appearance to a rose, it is an astonishingly cold structure to touch, which is where it gains its name from. It is a sacred area, and only the medicine cats are allowed into here, unless on the occasion of a cats death. As bodies are brought here during the Death Ritual.
A small copse of trees, it is named for the strange landmark at its heart, a great tree once hit by lightning so fiercly it caused the tree to split almost perfectly in half, the tree continues to be home to squirrels and birds, but is a tricky structure to climb unless especially sure footed. The copse surrounding the tree is furthermore a great place to hunt for young cats, as the thick foliage provides a great hiding place for learners.
A canyon which carves its way through the heart of our territory, most theorise it was once a deep river which since ran dry, but no one is entirely certain. A prime place to hunt bats and rats in the caves lining its walls, this is an odd but helpful landmark to our territory. There are multiple entrance points, but the name one is via camp, which can be found amongst one of the caverns in the ravines walls.
Unfortunately a place where a number of the uncareful have lost their lives, it is a steep cliff littered with trees and bushes, whilst a prime hunting spot, one needs to be cautious of where they place their feet. Be careful footed in this area, for the land is generally rather unstable, and especially during darkness it is difficult to tell exactly where land ends and the drop begins.
Settled immediately beside the cavern entrance, it within a gap between the cliff walls and floor, providing a small den for the clan's leader and their mate to sleep.
The medicine cat inhabits a den to the west of camp, quarantined to an extent as it is the furthest from other dens to prevent the spread of disease. It is a simple cave in the cavern walls.
The largest of camp's dens, it is directly in front of the camp's entrance, the largest cave providing ample room for the clan's warriors to sleep.
Next to the nursery is the apprentice den, set higher up the walls in a hollow like cave, it is relatively small compared to some, but cosy.
Rather than being a cave like much of the camp's dens, it is set within a large thicket growing against the wall closest to the camp entrance, it provides a safe place for the clan's queens to raise their kits.
Set deeper within the walls of camp than most, it is warmer than most dens, and provides a spacious area for those retired from clan service to spend their remaining moons.
Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 3, 2019 20:05:16 GMT -5
Generally considered to be handsome, this is a long legged tom cat with a rather athletic build, built for the battlefield in every aspect, his speed takes a hit in favour of his speed, but he manages for the most part. He is marked with a short dark ginger pelt, not dissimilar to the colour of a roaring flame, hence where he gains his name. Burningstar's eyes are a dark green shade. Wise beyond his moons, and quiet natured despite his rank, this young tom is a bizarre mixture of traits. Marked with a bulky size and muscled structure, he would easily be considered an intimidating cat. Yet he is one who prefers to use democracy and compromise in place of brute strength. Though he is adept enough in both, and shouldn't be underestimated simply because he prefers one over the other. Burningstar is a difficult cat to get close to, one willing to allow everyone to believe they're the bestest of friends, when the truth to him often varies, he is deceptive to an extent in this regard, but rarely uses it with malice in mind. Somewhat overly trusting, he finds it difficult to believe his clanmates could ever cause the clan harm, which could well one day be his downfall. 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ
Furycall. Furycall is a very large and muscled tom, with long, flowing fur which makes him seem even bigger and his base fur color is a deep, enchanting black, making him seem to fade away into darkness as well. His nose and paw pads are black and his whiskers are long and black like his claws. This tom's eyes are a clear, pale amber hue with a hint of darker amber throughout them. Furycall is quite a charmer, being able to show others the kind of cat they wish to see, a loyal and brave warrior who is also kind and noble. Deep down though, this tom is corrupt and power hungry, wanting even more than what he has already been given. He strives for power and is willing to do whatever is takes to get it, no matter if he needs to get his paws dirty in the process. Jekyll
Duskfern is a tall, sleek and lithely muscled she-cat with vibrant amber eyes. Her short fur is mainly a dark charcoal grey, though it's lighter on her stomach and interspersed with mottled black rosettes that are difficult to make out unless she's in direct sunlight. Her nose and paw pads are a dark grey, and she has viciously long fangs that she often uses to intimidate the younger cats into developing a healthy respect for her. (Though, of course, she'd never use them on a Clanmate.) Duskfern, though she maintains a rough and stern exterior, is a soft soul with a warm heart. She is fiercely loyal to her Clan and has a deep connection to Starclan. Duskfern started her journey to become a Medicine Cat when she developed Whitecough as a kit and had to be kept quarantined in the Medicine Den with the then Medicine Cat, Chivebark. Her fascination with herbs grew from there and she has grown into an intelligent and capable Medicine Cat. She still grieves for her Mentor, who passed away only recently.
A light grey - white tabby shecat with darker grey stripes and a cute pink nose and sapphire eyes. She is creative with a great sense of smell and has loved sorting herbs since she was a kit and sometimes snuck into the medicine cats den to sort the herbs however she liked but it became a mess. She loves to explore around the camp and relax on a rock while the sun is setting. She is calm and loves collecting flowers out in the grass undergrowth. She is very gentle and honest. She doesn’t tend to use her fighting skills but she does when she needs to. She loves laying around and helping other cats. She’s a very kind nature. She tends to play with her older brother and he helps her with some fighting moves.
Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 3, 2019 20:07:30 GMT -5
A black and white Tom Cat warrior with swift and strong legs, he is advanced and tends to like to make up some moves of his own so he can beat other cats with moves they don’t know about, he is pure black with white socks and stripes and a bit of grey. He has a pure black nose and emerald eyes. He believes Starclan is another clan far from this clan that has magic abilities to help and watch other the other clans. He got the name Badgerclaw for when there was a badger attack and he got clawed by one. He is strong and has a swift pace and strong shoulders for fighting. He is ambitious and worthy, he loves fighting for what he know is right. He plays with his younger sister and helps her with a few fighting moves for when she needs it.
Badgertooth is a large, broad and muscular male. He has a more of a square shape, a sharp jaw line and wide ears. Badgetooth is known to have massive paws, making him slightly clumsier than the other cats. This male has a bicolor fur pattern of black and white. A black mask around his eyes and falling mostly over his body leaving over his muzzle, chest and stomach white. His nose is a pale pink color, white long whiskers and almond shaped eyes; his iris is a darker green with flecks of yellow. Overall, Badgertooth has a thicker pelt and longer fur ranging on a medium/long. He has a deep, calm voice and for his size is rather gentle. Badgertooth is a relaxed male, not often getting angry at things or other cats. Though he has a nasty habit of sarcasm and leaving messes behind.
Blackeye is a rather petite sized female, smaller than most of the cats her age. She is agile and toned well throughout her legs and chest. With a very long tail and long legs, she has a triangular face with a sharp chin and tall ears. Blackeye is a bicolored female with patterns of black and white. The female has a mostly complete black face with only her chin showing white, white down her chest and on each of her paws. The rest of her body is a very dark black. Blackeye has a dark nose, shorter dark whiskers and upturned eyes; the iris is a very pale light green and her namesake is from her right eye where there is a black spot within the green iris. The spot does not affect her sight and was there when she was born. Blackeye has shorter fur, thin and breathable. Blackeye is a very observant cat, she doesn't say much but her eyes are always watching even when others don't think so. She is reserved to herself and her brother, not unfriendly but not the best at making friends. This makes her come off as a cold and even mean cat.
By no means the friendliest cat in the clan, in fact the majority of cats would likely consider the word friendly to be the furthest possible thing from an accurate description. Massive and muscular, his thick silky coat only adds to the impression of his enormity, a tri-colour tom, his coat is a mixture of dark browns, paler browns and splashes of white all across his large frame, in particular at each paw and his chest. His eyes are unusual to the extent that they have heterochromia, meaning the left is a particularly dark ambery brown, and the left is a soft baby blue. Howlshade lives up to the rumours of being a harsh, mysterious tom who prefers to keep to himself. However, when others manage to get through his steel faced demeanour, he does in fact have a heart, it is simply burried beneath many layers of walls to protect himself. His loyalty is difficult to doubt, however, for there are few things he wouldn't do for his clan. 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ
Mothshade is, at first glance, a rather average she-cat. A dark grey-blue with faint tabby markings, she has no outstanding markings to draw the gaze of others and her own eyes are a calm grey-green. She's noticeably smaller than most full-grown she-cats, with large paws that didn't seem to know she had stopped growing. However, Mothshade is a small bundle of tightly wound muscle with wickedly sharp claws. The movement of her well-developed muscles is easily seen under her short, thick coat - A warning sign that while Mothshade may be small, she is every inch a fully trained Warrior with a lifetime of experience and be it on your own head to underestimate her in a fight. Mothshade shows little emotion in her daily life. Her face is usually set in a calm, collect expression that rarely shifts or changes beyond the odd small smile or frown. Underneath that facade is a fiercely passionate cat who, while hard to rile up, can hold a grudge for far longer than you'd expect. Her anger burns cold and she can be very imaginative in her revenge. Mothshade is confident in her abilities, but not arrogant. She is analytical in battle, never rushing in and thinking through every outcome before she makes a decision. On the other paw, this means she can have trouble reacting to spontaneous situations and can struggle to cope when her plans fall through.
Needlestrike is quite a typically-built tom for his clan - Big, heavily muscled and with thick, dark grey, tabby-marked fur only broken by a few small patches of white. He has sharp green eyes that always seem to be analysing the world around him. Needlestrike can look very intimidating at times with a varied selection of scars and claws that are both longer than most and incredibly sharp. He's not a great hunter, though he can get by, but really excels in fighting. Needlestrike is a quiet, serious tom for the most part, but doesn't usually disagree with having a bit of company. He get along with most of the other cats in the clan, with an affable nature that means he rarely causes any fuss or disagreements. His worst vice is his ability to hold a grudge. Neddlestrike is hard to annoy or offend, but when it happens he will hold the grudge for years until he thinks he has suitably punished the one who wronged him.
Nightshade. A pure black tom, long and slender in build. His body frame is significantly thinner and much more willowy when compared to other toms, which enables him to excel at sneaking around and going unnoticed by others. He has alluring green eyes. Nightshade is content in solitude, but doesn't mind interacting with those who actively reach out to him. He is suave, politely so, appearing humorous and inviting, but may come off as suspiciously shrewd to his fellow Clanmates. Though he innocently claims to have nothing but affection towards his peers, his aloof actions and honeyed words may cause others to falter around him, either out of doubt or out of bewilderment. He has a sort of sincere insincerity to him, which keeps others dubious of his true self, whether he happens to be playfully cynical or truly trustworthy. He seems to pride himself on how mistrustful he appears, and pays no mind to rumors or whispers concerning his true intentions within the Clan. Nightshade is nonchalant in the face of danger, an attitude that is perhaps intended to invite even more hostility for himself, but he seems to thrive off of these negative emotions, instead using them to belittle his aggressor for his own amusement. Despite his seemingly toxic nature, he retains his manners and remembers to be respectful towards who he deems as important cats in the Clan, from aged elders to new queens, and most honorably, its strong leader. ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ
Elegant in words and appearance, Peachtree is as sweet as her namesake. She is an average-sized she-cat, but her long fluffy pelt tends to make her look larger. Her fur is a peachy color, with darker stripes of ginger and white alternating throughout. Her eyes are a light amber. With a penchant for dramatic flair, this she-cat is known for her flowery speech and her endearing gullibility - two qualities that define most of her personality. As distinguished as she may be, Peachtree is prone to being easily swayed by just about anyone, especially by her Clanmates who find her oblivious nature their source of amusement for the day. It isn't that she wasn't raised with sense, no, it's more of how trusting she is towards others, and how big of a heart she has, leading her to believe that one can do no wrong. Of course, she does occasionally rely on her instincts when what she perceives as a dubious situation comes up, so any cat plotting against her will find only a long lecture from her part, in which she thoroughly scolds them for taking her for granted. Because of her trusting nature, she's found it easy to become acquaintances with most of her Clanmates, and will show plenty of affection to those she considers close friends. Though she carries a fragile heart, Peachtree prefers to be seen as a refined, dignified she-cat of her Clan, able to soothe frenzied hearts and calm minds with her gracious words.
Rainwillow. Overall, Rainwillow is a she-cat that one could very easily consider pretty. Her pelt is long and a light shade of dusty brown, though her underbelly and the fur leading up to her neck is primarily white. Her ears are fluffy and always alert, and only when inspected closely would someone be able to find that she is, in fact, a tabby. The fact is most obvious on her face, though the darker brown isn’t too obvious at first glance. The most notable thing about her, however, are her distinct blue eyes - bright, directly rivaling the brilliant blue of the Frozen Cascades. Other than her “loud” eyes, the she-cat’s features are soft and add a particular innocence to her appearance. Though soft spoken, Rainwillow protects those she values and cares for with a motherly fierceness - she always has, and that only intensified after she had her own kits. She’s a natural born mother, having wanted kits for moons, though she isn’t one to hold her tongue if someone’s being a flat out mouse-brain. She doesn’t always make the right decisions, but her heart is always in the right place. She watches over Finchpaw and Hailpaw closely, and StarClan forbid anything hurt them - it will be met with only her tooth and claw. Despite the instinctive protectiveness, she tries her best to distance herself, knowing that it must be embarrassing to the pair, but sometimes, she just can’t help it. For many moons, the she-cat thought she was unable to have kits, and having her precious Hailkit and Finchkit seemed to be a blessing directly from StarClan. She had a strong tie with her ancestors before, though after having her children, that connection only grew stronger. She hopes to have more kits in the future, though doesn’t want to add more pressure onto her mate. ｒｏｓｅ
A small and petite thing, this she-cat is even smaller than average munchkins. With the short, stubby legs that are found within the breed, she is an extremely little thing that could easily be mistaken as a kit or apprentice. With pale silver/white short fur, this she-cat is rather pretty. The only inkling of a different color within her fur is that of her tail and ears. H er ears are fully colored with a deep gray hue while her tail fades into it, cuts off, starts again, cuts off, and then finishes with the color again, making an odd striping pattern since the first cut off is mixed with the drk grey and silvery white while the second cut off shows only that of the silvery white. With round, medium sized eyes that are the color of clouds when they begin to darken for storms, this she-cat os purely mades of shades instead of color. She has a friendly demeanor and is never against others approaching her it's just that like that of shades, her personality is rather gray as well. She lacks depth in a way, being calm and not speaking much. She follows blindly, does what she's told, sticks to the rules, and barely ever is seen doing anything others may count as fun.
A very lanky and thin bodied tom, this tom is a ginger and white tabby, the tabby markings only being cross his ginger coloring though. With a thin, narrow head and short white whiskers, this tom is made more for speed than strength. He has a pale pink nose and paw pads, white claws, and a medium length, thin tail. His eyes are large and round, colored a deep amber hue, though the right one has a bit of green near the pupil. This tom is a very speedy talker and runner, his mind itself seeming to run a thousand pawsteps a second. He can be a bit fidgety and odd mannered, something that is odd to outsiders but his clan knows is normal of the tom. He is very kind though and enjoys helping out anyone, be that the elders, apprentices, or queens, or anyone else. Never being much of a fighter, this tom instead enjoys hunting the most and loves a good long run.
Thornblaze. Thornblaze is a muscular, sleek dark brown tom with piercing amber eyes. In a lack of good lighting he appears nearly black; his tail is long, and though his appearance may be plain, his personality is not. Despite his somewhat intimidating appearance, Thornblaze is quite the softie. He often spends time in or around the nursery, and he’s always first to offer to help if any cat needs it - especially Duskfern. Though his kindness shines even brighter to the medicine cat, Thornblaze is a skilled warrior. He was always one who listened closely to his mentor, and he made it a large point to not forget any of the skills he’s learned. He hopes to be lucky enough to have an apprentice one day and pass that knowledge forward, but for now, all he can do is help the queens with their kits - the future warriors of CascadeClan. He hopes to father kits one day as well. The tom is able to enjoy the finer things in life and make fun of himself - though when situations get darker, he’ll try and use humor to get out of it, afraid that if he speaks his truths then they’ll become just that - true. He has a flirty personality, but he’d never use she-cats; it just seems dirty to him. ｒｏｓｅ
Long legged and lithe, this pretty shecat embodies her namesake pretty well, cunning, lithe and quick witted. She knows how to get herself out of difficult situations, and marked with a charming tongue she has a talent at lying. A sleek coated shecat, she is marked with a pale ginger pelt that is almost white in colour, growing darker in a mask across her face, and in slithers across her back and tail, her eyes are a bright blue colour, standing out against the pale shades of the rest of her slender frame. A charming young shecat, she is surprisingly intelligent despite being a still relatively new warrior, she is persuasive and at times manipulative, aware of her talents she knows when and when not to use them. Happy to watch from the shadows until she feels its necessary to make her opinion known, this is a difficult shecat to read, and an even more difficult shecat to get close to.
Featherpaw's pelt is long and silver, all while being adorned with gray stripes. Her fur is long and feathery - as per her namesake, particularly so on her underside. Her nose is a light shade of pink, and her eyes are a very pale, light blue - so pale that they appear gray in most lighting. The tabby considers herself very social, though when she gets upset, she tends to shut off, and instantly goes to be alone. She's skilled in holding her tongue, and as a result, comes off as very sweet to her Clanmates. Featherpaw tends to stray from quarrels - fighting and seeing others practice it upsets her to no end. Although she’d never admit it, the she-cat is very ambitious. She aims to be one of the best warriors CascadeClan has ever seen, though she knows that goal may prove to be unreachable (that doesn’t keep her hope from faltering, though). To help reach that goal, Featherpaw is an eager learner. She always has been - as a kit, she was often seen watching warriors bring back fresh-kill enviously. Though she tries to have a positive mindset, the she-cat is very much a pessimist. She refrains from saying her negative thoughts aloud, though typically, the worst possible outcome is always floating through her head.
Finchpaw is a short, lean, reddish-brown tom with bright yellow eyes. His small size makes him look younger than he really is, but Finchpaw is shaping up to be a fairly decent Warrior for being only two Moons into his training. His large paws and long, thick tail give him excellent balance and stealth, so he usually prefers ambush attacks from above rather than trying to win through brute strength. Finchpaw is a quiet thing, but social. He loves spending time with the other Apprentices and has always adored a good story. He's often the first to volunteer for duties in the Elder's Den or Nursery. As he has a strong compulsion to protect those who seem vulnerable. Finchpaw adores kits, bringing them feathers when he comes to change the nests. He can't wait until he's old enough to have kit of his own and wonders if his far-future mate would be alright with him being allowed to spend some time caring for them. Lycaonia
Hailpaw is a gentler female. The young cat has very soft to the touch silver fur, still small for her age as she hasn't grown much. Her pelt has darker tabby markings across her face and back with a feathery thick tail. Her face is round, ears curved with tufts of long white fur and long fur peeking from between her toes. Hailpaw has a darker grey nose, pale white whiskers and downturned eyes; the iris is a misted blue color. Though young, Hailpaw will grow not to be much larger than she is now. Her longer fur makes her appear larger than she actually is, better for the cold weather and can be challenging in the summer. Hailpaw is known to be very quiet, to the point that she almost actually never speaks. Her voice doesn't come out in the right tones and ranges, most times she can only squeak if she tries. Though she knows words and can understand completely, Hailpaw cannot really speak herself. She is a shy cat, keeping to herself or her family mostly. It can take a bit to really let her come out of her shell. Once she does, Hailpaw is a whimsical female with a bright imagination and a kind heart. The biggest problem is that she can be very forgetful of things.
Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 3, 2019 20:08:52 GMT -5
A medium length haired cat, this ginger and white tabby is very beautiful indeed. With a small, elegantly featured face and a lithe, slim form, she holds the hearts of many but none have managed to grasp hers. She has a white chest and chin, along with some more white along her lips, stopping right under her nose, which is a rich pink like her paw pads. This she-cat has short white whiskers and long, flowing tail, along with small, front facing ears that have white hair coming out of them. She has small, almond shaped eyes are that a calm, beautiful, icy blue hue with an undercoloring of silvery grey beneath. Very nice and very graceful, this she-cat is among one of the prettiest she-cat's in the clan and knows this very well. Despite her looks though, she greatly enjoys getting dirty and rolling around, along with playing with the kits or climbing trees and seeing how far she can jump to reach the branches of the next tree. Far from acting proper, she is rambunctious and has a wild spirit and only one tom has ever managed to reel in her wild spirit.
Matching her name rather brilliantly, this is a small but elegant young shecat, never one to enjoy the limelight she prefers to keep herself to herself at all times, and is never one to use ten words where one or two would do just fine. Elegant and beautiful, this shecat is marked with a thick coat of smokey tortoiseshell colours, predominantly marked by a blackish grey, her coat is patchworked with shades of orange, brown and white. One eyes is a dark amber brown, but the other has had its colour stolen from it by a blindness inflicted upon her as a kit during a fox fight, thus is rendered a useless milky blue. This is a sweet but nervous young shecat, good natured and warm hearted, but not one to thrive in social conditions. Loyal to the bone, however, and willing to do whatever she can to help even those she doesn't care for, Shadowblossom is a mother by nature, and generally a very loving young shecat. 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ
Gingerroot's Litter Dandelionkit. Dynamite embodied into a kitten, this little tom is quite the spitfire, energetic and bouncy he is a troublemaker who prides himself on getting into trouble in the most imaginative of ways. He is a large for a kitten, with a sleek coat of silky black fur, differing only at the chest where it is splashed with white, taking his eyes from his mother, which are a soft baby blue colour. He is a rambunctious young creature, loving to learn and eager to find out as much as he can, revering Furycall as the clan's deputy, he wants to become just like him when he grows up. To an extent, he is easily manipulated, naive to an extent to the wrongdoings of the world. 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ
Tigerlilykit. This kits name may be a handful, but he isn't. A kind and soft natured tom, he enjoys the simple pleasures and is relatively calm. With a base color of ginger tabby, this tom also has black legs, a black tail, black ears, a black spot over his right eye, and a large black spot across his back. His eyes shine a clear, pale amber and this tom has a pale pink nose and paw pads, along with long white whiskers. Named after the flower he shares his colors with, this tom is often times insecure, feeling he has a difference from others. Be it the way he looks or that he doesn't really act like a kit, this tom is an odd one. With a calm demeanor to mask what he actually feels, this tom is anything but a handful, often times trying to just help out instead of get out of line. Jekyll
Shadowblossom's Litter Brackenkit. Brackenkit is a short furred, dusty brown tabby tom with light blue eyes, flecked throughout with spots of green - almost reminiscent of sea glass. As a kit, his pelt is primarily his darker shade of brown; it covers the entirety of his tail, and most of his flank. The tom - though still a kit - is definitely the runt of his litter. Growing up, he retains this small build. Brackenkit is a sweet tom - seemingly lacking a single bad bone in his small body. Though snide remarks will occasionally go through his head, the tom could never bring himself to say them. Despite his kindness, the tom has difficulty staying focused; he’s often distracted by the little things - a branch falling or a stone that seems to be slightly out of place. He enjoys making friends, and will speak to and make a point out of being kind to even those uninterested. He carries his father’s charm and most can’t help but to be swayed by him, while his ambition and loyalty comes from his father as well - though his ambition is limited to wanting to be a great warrior one day, and nothing more (though he isn’t opposed to being leader one day at all). To top it all off, Brackenkit values his family and the relationship he has with them greatly. He’s very close to his brother, and even as he’s growing up, he can often be found helping his mother and just keeping her company. However, he doesn’t find himself able to relate to his father as much, though due to his nature, the tom still tries. ｒｏｓｅ
Poppykit. As a kit, Poppykit is a tiny ball of fluff and claws who often uses her big blue eyes to get out of trouble. Her fur is often tangled and messy, the dull orange and dark grey broken on the underside by a stretch of bright white. As she grows, her fur will deepen in colour, getting much richer, and her eyes will follow suit, becoming a dark, smokey amber. With a dusky nose and paw pads, Poppykit grows from an adorable kit to a beautiful she-cat. Poppykit is a bit of a troublemaker. Rough and tumble as they come, she likes nothing more than a good wrestle with her siblings. Unlike her siblings, Poppykit often expresses the ambition to be Leader one day and continuously bothers any Warrior with time into showing her more fighting and hunting moves, as well as having little patience for any story that doesn't include a magnificent battle. She admires her father greatly and adores her mother as, despite her lack of patience, this plucky kit loves a good cuddle with her family. Lycaonia
Sneezekit. A fluffy, tiny little tom kit, this cat is a dilute calico, something that is more on the rarer side to be seen in toms. With darker grays along his pelt as a kit and some patches of ginger and white throughout his pelt he is a cute little thing. AS he grows more ginger will begin to come through and the gray with lighten considerably, along with his fur growing long and fluffy. As a kit, this tom's eyes are a very deep and very dark gray/blue hue, but with time his true eye color will surface, being a pale green hue. Sneezekit gains his name from his more, out of control allergies. He often sneezes, having more sensitive senses, and gained his name from this. This tom is very happy and rambunctious, and varies a lot from his father. Instead of wanting power and being ambitious, this tom simply wants to become a warrior that can help his clan through anything and can earn their place among the ranks of Cascadeclan. Having his sights set high, he will often stare in awe at the warriors as they leave to hunt or patrol and constantly asks questions, always open to learn more and more. Jekyll
Families Howlshade and Gingerroot are the parents of Dandelionkit and Tigerlilykit. Duskfern and Furycall are littermates. Burningstar and Rainwillow are the parents of Finchpaw and Hailpaw.
Mates Howlshade and Gingerroot are mates. Furycall and Shadowblossom are mates. Burningstar and Rainwillow are mates.
Life and death is simply a part of the day to day within CascadeClan, thus; whilst met with heartache and sadness, the passing of our leader has been something most of us have come to expect.
Thus no one expected the causes to have been anything but natural when the clan rises one day to find Burningstar dead in his nest
And for a while life returns to normal, our new leader proving to be competent and strong, but some are lead to question his policies but for the most part keep quiet.
Until the medicine cat's dreams lead some to believe that Burningstar's demise might not have been as peaceful as they were lead to believe. And it was in fact the deputy who killed him to gain power over the clan.
Realising cats are catching onto the truth, and rumours flicking around the Burningstar will be reborn as many before him, destined to take back his rightful role from the usurping deputy.
So the deputy instills drastic measures to ensure this never happens, and the clan begins to fall apart around him.
When one shecat against the odds finds herself expecting kits, she will have to do whatever it takes to protect her kittens. As rebellion sparks around her, and war descends upon the clan. CascadeClan will learn just how far a mother will go to protect her kits. The Murdered; Burningstar - 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ . The Usurper; Furycall - Jekyll . The deputy. The Reborn: Unnamed - Moth's Wish . The Prophecised: Open - @screennames. The siblings of the reborn kitten. Part of a prophecy claiming to save the clan. x2 available. - Unnamed; ｒｏｓｅ
The Circle: Open - @screenname. Cats close to the Usurper. Infinite. The Rebels: Open - @screenname. Cats against the Usurper's. Infinite. The Mother: Mothshade - Lycaonia . The Prophecised's mother.
🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ . Burningstar, Howlshade, Vixenwhisper, Shadowblossom, Dandelionkit. Jekyll . Furycall, Gingerroot, Tigerlilykit. Lycaonia . Duskfern, Mothshade, Needlestrike and Finchpaw. ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ . Nightshade, Peachtree. PudgeCat . Blackeye, Badgertooth, Hailpaw. ｒｏｓｅ . Rainwillow, Thornblaze, Featherpaw. 𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕝. Silverpaw and Badgerclaw.
Furycall is a very large and muscled tom, with long, flowing fur which makes him seem even bigger and his base fur color is a deep, enchanting black, making him seem to fade away into darkness as well. His nose and paw pads are black and his whiskers are long and black like his claws. This tom's eyes are a clear, pale amber hue with a hint of darker amber throughout them. Furycall is quite a charmer, being able to show others the kind of cat they wish to see, a loyal and brave warrior who is also kind and noble. Deep down though, this tom is corrupt and power hungry, wanting even more than what he has already been given. He strives for power and is willing to do whatever is takes to get it, no matter if he needs to get his paws dirty in the process. @jekyll Deputy Open Changing Tides
Gingerroot- A medium length haired cat, this ginger and white tabby is very beautiful indeed. With a small, elegantly featured face and a lithe, slim form, she holds the hearts of many but none have managed to grasp hers. She has a white chest and chin, along with some more white along her lips, stopping right under her nose, which is a rich pink like her paw pads. This she-cat has short white whiskers and long, flowing tail, along with small, front facing ears that have white hair coming out of them. She has small, almond shaped eyes are that a calm, beautiful, icy blue hue with an undercoloring of silvery grey beneath. Very nice and very graceful, this she-cat is among one of the prettiest she-cat's in the clan and knows this very well. Despite her looks though, she greatly enjoys getting dirty and rolling around, along with playing with the kits or climbing trees and seeing how far she can jump to reach the branches of the next tree. Far from acting proper, she is rambunctious and has a wild spirit and only one tom has ever managed to reel in her wild spirit. @jekyll Queen Mate- Howlshade Changing Tides
Tigerlilykit This kits name may be a handful, but he isn't. A kind and soft natured tom, he enjoys the simple pleasures and is relatively calm. With a base color of ginger tabby, this tom also has black legs, a black tail, black ears, a black spot over his right eye, and a large black spot across his back. His eyes shine a clear, pale amber and this tom has a pale pink nose and paw pads, along with long white whiskers. Named after the flower he shares his colors with, this tom is often times insecure, feeling he has a difference from others. Be it the way he looks or that he doesn't really act like a kit, this tom is an odd one. With a calm demeanor to mask what he actually feels, this tom is anything but a handful, often times trying to just help out instead of get out of line. @jekyll Kit Mother is Gingerroot and father is Howlshade Changing Tides.
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happy413: i want to be a clan leader :]
Aug 21, 2019 12:23:53 GMT -5
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Sour Candy: I don't have school anymore :') I unfortunately grew up
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