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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 17:35:43 GMT -5
 STARFALLEN
MistClan's doom. The rise of a new era.
⇢ preface : the fall of the stars. The stars were always there to guide us. Not one moon have we spent without them visible in the night sky, not one day have we lived without looking up to them to guide us. We believe in them because they house those who have brought us greatness. They represent our ancestors, the ones we have lost to the noble life of being a warrior, and are all we have when times turn dark. The clans in the mountains have always followed the noble code, just as we have by the lake, and we wouldn't dare abandon it. It sets us in line and puts us in place, it maintains order among our society. And when one of us steps out of line, we put them back in the right path. It's what the stars will, and so we must carry their desires out. But there's never been a dark moment until now. The stars have disappeared without a single trace, and they show no sign of reply. Without them, what are we? Of course. Nothing. We are nothing.
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⇢ skyfall speaks : the emptiness. . . . "Nothing is more terrifying than living underneath these empty, broken skies. It doesn't seem possible, but... they're gone. They've vanished. Nothing appears to be working. It's been almost a half cycle since they've left us and some cats have begun to worry. They're frantic. Panicking, even. The medicine cat can't seem to contact them either, and some of the clan cats have begun to believe that they've abandoned us. Of course, they have every right to believe that. There's been reports of wildfires raging on from the mountains, the rivers flooding some moons, and disappearances of prey some days. It's hard for us, and there's been theories that StarClan themselves is punishing us. Or that this is the Dark Forest's doing. We don't know what to do. We don't know what to do." . . .| 🙞 . . . . . . . . . . . . . 🙜 |
⇢ lionfang speaks : the vanished. . . . "Just a few moons after they left us, they told us this. Just a few simple lines, but they seemed to stick with all the cats. I don't know why they'd ever believe them after what they've done. It's disgusting, how they'd leave us here.
The land will burn and suffer, but the sun's light will soon arrive and guide you towards the silver star's path.
Probably going to lead us to our doom, I'm sure. Our leader doesn't seem to take this into account either. The old furball just keeps sending us off, as if nothing was happening. Our numbers are dwindling. This is our end. This is our end." . . . | 🙞 . . . . . . . . . . . . . 🙜 | ⇢ ???, the prophet, speaks : the catalyst. . . . "Desperation won't get you anywhere near a safer future. It's common sense. I've traveled for countless moons. I've experienced more than any of you could imagine and will experience in your short lifetimes. I've seen more than what your eyes have observed. I am, essentially, the embodiment of StarClan itself. A messenger, if you will, and they only speak to me in this dark moment. This dreariness seems to loom and cling onto you. I can't see, but I can sense it. Perhaps the stars are trying to tell you something? No? Nothing? I'm sure they're quiet. Or maybe you're just blinder than I am. No matter. You wouldn't understand while you're so distraught over the loss of your starry cats. In time, you'll see what I mean. But it's been clear as to what to do for many moons, and yet you all linger around as a shattered clan and abide to your 'noble' code. Well, it's not noble anymore. It's not here anymore. It's left you, just as the stars have, for good if you don't listen to me. If the land itself won't slaughter you, then a cat among you pathetic few will do that for it. It's not because this cat wills it. It's because the stars themselves will it. And any of you, I know for a fact, will do whatever the stars tell you. Even if it means killing your own clanmates, your own family. One by one. Until no one is left. At all. I'll be lingering in your suffering lands until you listen to me. Find me. I'll be here. Although I might not personally care for you, the stars do, and I am obliged to do their bidding. As punishment, more or less, but that isn't important as of yet. You'll see me when you've finally been put face to face with your certain end, if you're still stupid enough to stay here. Then I'll be forced to lead you. And I expect gratitude. I expect you to obey for your mousebrained actions." . . .ERROR: "NOTHING_CAN_SAVE_YOU"
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 17:50:20 GMT -5
⋆ STARFALLEN . . . RULES ⋆ i. forum rules are my rules!
ii. literacy ; Please type correctly (meaning no texttalk or run-on sentences)! This means the use of correct punctuation, NO 1-line responses, try to use correct spelling, etc! I'm not asking for 5 paragraph responses, but I'd like for a minimum of 4 well-developed sentences. This makes replying a lot easier, as it's more difficult to reply to 1 sentence replies.
iii. relationships ; Remember that relationships form over time. While I have no problem with predetermining two cats being mates, please let the feelings grow enough between them before letting them actually be together. In addition, feel free to ask other members if they can be your cats family member, but please do respect their decision! LGBT+ characters are allowed. Lastly, please notify me of crushes/relationships/etc so I can update the respective post.
iv. activity ; I'd really like it if you could be on every day, but I do understand that there may be other things that come before coming online. If you go 2 weeks without activity, I will remove you from the clan. In addition, please let me know if you're going to be leaving so I can excuse you from that!
v. character creation ; Do not make your characters completely flawless (no mary sues or gary stus). Everyone has flaws, and that includes your characters! Feel free to use any character you make at any time. I'd rather have cats be clan-born, so feel free to make deceased parents or ask someone to be related to your character! Please keep your characters as realistic as possible in regards to pelt colors (no pink, neon green, etc)
vi. roleplaying ; While I'm generally fine with whatever, please do not spotlight, powerplay, godmod, etc! In addition, do not create prophecies without my permission (which will usually be no but feel free to ask)!
vii. No kit____ing. Don't try, don't bother, we won't reply.
viii. Do not spam! I don't want advertisements here either.
ix. Clan Ranks ; They'll work just like the books. I prefer keeping as close to them as possible, anyway. Don't join as a queen unless she has a mate! In addition, we don't accept only kits. Kits must have a mother or adoptive mother to join.
x. Use brackets ( ), [ ], { }, or any others to talk out of character (OOC). Please include the word balloon in the other section of the joining form. This'll be changed frequently.
ADDITIONALLY, ALTHOUGH I SHOULDN'T SAY THIS, NO ONE IS TO BE THE PROPHET. THE CATS DO NOT KNOW WHO THEY ARE AND HAVE RECENTLY FACED THE BREAKING OF THEIR FORMER CLAN. |
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 18:00:20 GMT -5
⋆ STARFALLEN . . . TERRITORY, CAMP, & PREY ⋆
Centered in a lush mountainous region, the cats have always been used to plentiful prey and exceptional seasons. They rarely faced illnesses and lived a perfect life, with each leader bringing forth greatness and pride to their clan's name.
The camp is at the bottom of a valley, and rarely do they exit the territory. It is hard to do so and leaving the territory takes days worth of traveling, while additionally being dangerous. Many cats do not know how to leave or traverse the strange lands beyond their home, as they never found the need to, and no longer teach the newer generation to do this. There is not much to the territory. It is simply a valley surrounded by mountains, and within the valley, holds hills and small rock formations with a thick pine forest. There are rivers and lakes that cut through, and because of recent tragedies, are often low on water.
Cats here often find the following: - mice, voles, shrews, squirrels, chipmunks - [ common ]
- fish, bigger rodents, rabbits, robins, finches, small birds - [ uncommon ]
- owls, large fish, thrush, sparrows, blackbirds, pheasants, wading birds - [ rare ]
However, they rarely face the following threats:i. foxes, badgers, foreign cats - [ uncommon ] ii. hawks, owls, eagles, rats, big mountain cats - [ rare ] iii. twolegs, dogs, wolves - [ extremely rare ]
There is no camp that the cats live in anymore due to a recent rockslide, which is where the RP will start off on. Instead, they live in an abandoned burrow at the base of a tree. Some choose not to live with others, while others do. Despite this, they still attempt to maintain themselves unified.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 18:08:23 GMT -5
⋆ STARFALLEN . . . ALLEGIANCES (FORMER) ⋆
LEADER;
open; but describe how they were leader before. i'll pick based on connection/rp quality/activity. must have lost a life during the rockslide in attempt to help his clan escape safely, although ultimately failing, as it ended up breaking apart with a few cats still lingering. bthough still leader, do not expect every cat to follow their rules. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO ADVANCE THE PLOT/DO WHATEVER YOU WANT DESPITE HAVING THIS POSITION. i am in charge of moving the plot forward and you simply lead the clan. LIVES: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
DEPUTY;
Batwing | male | 35 moons | Unlike his sister, this tom is a dark brown color, similar to Sunspeck's light brown blotches. His eyes are a striking yellow, and he bears scars across his cheek, nose, and sides, mostly from defending the camp or clumsy accidents. His fur isn't very long, but his body is muscular and hardy, tending to let him withstand the cold temperatures within the region. Batwing is a very clumsy cat; it isn't uncommon to find him in the medicine cat's den due to wounds or simple injuries. Despite so, he's responsible, determined, and extremely loyal -- he'll go to great lengths to defend those he loves and cares about. However, he can be sharp-tongued and sassy, like his sister, and also uncaring and cold.
MEDICINE CAT;
open; same requirements as leader.
MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE;
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 18:19:50 GMT -5
⋆ STARFALLEN . . . ALLEGIANCES (CURRENT) ⋆
WARRIORS OF MISTCLAN ;
BATWING | male | 35 moons | deputy
Unlike his sister, this tom is a dark brown color, similar to Sunspeck's light brown blotches. His eyes are a striking yellow, and he bears scars across his cheek, nose, and sides, mostly from defending the camp or clumsy accidents. His fur isn't very long, but his body is muscular and hardy, tending to let him withstand the cold temperatures within the region. Batwing is a very clumsy cat; it isn't uncommon to find him in the medicine cat's den due to wounds or simple injuries. Despite so, he's responsible, determined, and extremely loyal -- he'll go to great lengths to defend those he loves and cares about. However, he can be sharp-tongued and sassy, like his sister, and also uncaring and cold. He remains loyal to the clan.{ foxtrots }
SUNSPECK | female | 35 moons | warrior A cream colored she-cat with blotches of light brown and subtle oranges, along with a white underbelly and muzzle. She has fluffy and soft fur, along with a thick, feathery tail. Her eyes are a vivid green color and they tend to stand out with the rest of her appearance. She seems small, but her body is well built. She enjoys being productive and getting things done, as well as spending time with other cats. Most of the time, the she-cat is outgoing, flamboyant, and generally kind and generous, but she also tends to be stubborn, sassy, and have a sharp tongue. Curiosity is probably one of her more important traits to remember, mostly because it gets her into trouble, but also because she'll never back down from a chance at exploring SilverClan territory, or going near the mountain ranges. Her brother is Batwing. She remains loyal to the clan.{ foxtrots }
RAGINGFLAME | male| 30 moons | content with being a warrior.
Ragingflame is altogether a very unique-looking but handsome tom. His build is lean but muscular, with little body fat, and he has long, athletic legs. He is also remarkably tall, as he towers over most cats, which only adds to his kingly air. His eyes are almond-shaped and golden amber in hue, paired with large, pointed ears. His pelt is a ruddy, light brown hue, ticked with darker brown and black on his back, tail, and just lightly on his face; he's a purebred Somali. His fur itself is long, especially on his bushy tail, but isn't exceptionally thick. Generally speaking, Ragingflame's demeanor is dignified and serious, but what distinguishes him most from other cats is his temper: he is extremely quick to anger, hence his name, and is often blinded by his rage and makes rash decisions. He is most quickly set off by acts of disrespect; he has a high moral standard and treats both his equals and subordinates with dignity and respect, so when it isn't returned to him, it deeply angers him. However, Ragingflame is also a devoted and caring warrior, who will willingly defend his clan with his last breath. He is known as one of the best warriors in MistClan, with few cats anywhere near his fighting ability. His sexual orientation is heterosexual, but part of him is curious about other toms. He was found at an abandoned twoleg hunting cabin as a kit, and has lived happily in MistClan ever since. He stayed with the clan after the rockslide, as his loyalties to his peers are strong. { ➵ chironides }
WILDEYES | male | 24 moons | would love to eventually become leader, but, is a warrior for now.
Wildeyes is an outwardly menacing cat. His build is tall and thick, as a combination of both hard muscle and thick, long fur. His pelt color is a pure, unbroken black color, and it shines with cleanliness in the sunlight. His eyes, from which his name was given, are a striking yellow-amber color, which contrast greatly from his dark fur. Scars of clawmarks don the left side of his muzzle, and his left ear is slightly torn from past battles. Wildeyes is a very ambitious cat, but in the negative sense: he has little morality, and will do literally whatever it takes to get to the top. In contrast to his true motives, he is outwardly somewhat introverted and soft-spoken, and will rarely voice his opinion. But rather, he silently collects information, with the goal of being able to use it to his advantage later. Wildeye is exceptionally cunning and intelligent, but corrupted by the desire for power. His sexual orientation is strictly heterosexual. He and his sister, Widowfang, were born as rouges, and were left with MistClan around the apprentice age when their mother decided a clan could take better care of her kits.
He split from the clan after the rockslide, and seeks to dismantle them so he can become its leader.
{ ➵ chironides }
WIDOWFANG | female| 24 moons | content with being a warrior.
Widowfang, in contrast to her brother, appears much more unassuming and nonthreatening. Her build is smaller and lithe, with a long, graceful figure complimented by her short, sleek fur. Her fur is mostly a pure, glossy, unbroken black color, but she has a patch of ruddy red near the base of her tail on her back--this characteristic is where her name is derived from. Her eyes are a pale yellow-green color. Widowfang is a mostly calm and composed cat, with remarkable personal intergrity and responsibility. To some, she may come off as uninteresting, but she really doesn't have many quirks to her personality. Her only real downfall is her lack of assertiveness; she rarely takes stances that are wholly her opinion, and is content to follow the leads of others. This being said, she will rarely challenge her brother, even though she knows his ambitions aren't pure. Her sexual orientation is bisexual. She and her brother, Wildeyes, were born as rouges, and were left with MistClan around the apprentice age when their mother decided a clan could take better care of her kits.
She is currently torn between her loyalties to MistClan and her loyalties to her brother, Wildeyes. { ➵ chironides }
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LONGERS & ROUGES ;
??? , THE PROPHET | ??? | ??? moons Given the nickname the prophet for his starry-like pelt. Only once have the clan cats met him, and that was during the rockslide, where the prophet saved MistClan's leader from being crushed to death. Delivering a message claimed to originate from StarClan, the cats shooed the prophet away, and have not seen him since. However, he has stated that they should look for him once they are face to face with certain doom. They will know where, as the medicine cat will be alerted by a quick message from StarClan itself. He bears a dark black pelt with orange splotches, and the occasional silvery strand of fur that give him the starry appearance. The prophet appears to be sassy and a knowitall, and reluctant to help, but does so anyway, and has blind blue eyes, which he claims that his connection with StarClan allows him to see despite being so.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 18:22:28 GMT -5
⋆ STARFALLEN . . . ALLEGIANCES (CURRENT) CONTINUED ⋆
. . . SAVE . . .
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 18:28:00 GMT -5
⋆ STARFALLEN . . . NEWS ⋆
10/18/16 - THE ROCKSLIDE OCCURS. ___star has lost a life and the clan, after much suffering, has finally broken apart. however, ___star is still attempting to keep the remaining few together.
?? / ?? / 16 - . . . LOADING . . .
RELATIONSHIPS;
cat + cat = family
cat > cat = left has crush on right
cat <> cat = both cats crushing
cat ♥ cat = mates
* = deceased cat
??? + ??? = Batwing, Sunspeck
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 18:33:02 GMT -5
⋆ STARFALLEN . . . JOINING ⋆
Make sure everything fits into their history. Kittypets are not allowed. Please read the rules. If applying to a high position, be ready to help me manage the clan and be extremely active. Please state if they are still with the group of cats or left after the rockslide.
CAT NAME | gender | age in moons | wanted rank once clan forms again?
description, personality, etc. at least 2 negative traits and 2 positives. { screenname }
If this is your first character, include a roleplay example. Especially if applying for a high position.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 19:05:47 GMT -5
open!
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Post by ➵ chironides on Oct 18, 2016 21:03:36 GMT -5
[ hello there! this roleplay looks gorgeous and I'm very interested in joining. ]
[ I have one question before I start my forms: would it be alright if one of my cats was purebred? I saw that this thread specifically prohibits kittypets, so I just wanted to ask. ]
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 18, 2016 21:11:55 GMT -5
(➵ chironides thats fine! however, the description should specify that your cat came from far away or something, or was left abandoned at a nearby twoleg nest ahah
honestly up to you! as long as it makes sense)
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Post by ➵ chironides on Oct 18, 2016 21:19:26 GMT -5
[ alright, excellent. thank you so much, and I'll be getting my form up soon. just need to finish a little homework first, then I'll be free for the night. ]
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Post by ➵ chironides on Oct 19, 2016 0:17:46 GMT -5
[ I didn't just want to leave you hanging, so I wanted to let you know that homework got the best of me tonight, and I'm exhausted and going to bed. but I promise that these forms will be up tomorrow. ]
[ again, I apologize that these are taking a long time, but hopefully they won't disappoint! ]
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 19, 2016 5:29:11 GMT -5
➵ chironides its ok! still waitijg on more people to join anyway :3 ))
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Post by Sand on Oct 19, 2016 10:04:03 GMT -5
[[ I will be joining later today >u< ~ I really like the layout. ]]
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Post by ➵ chironides on Oct 19, 2016 14:16:27 GMT -5
RAGINGFLAME | male| 30 moons | content with being a warrior.
Ragingflame is altogether a very unique-looking but handsome tom. His build is lean but muscular, with little body fat, and he has long, athletic legs. He is also remarkably tall, as he towers over most cats, which only adds to his kingly air. His eyes are almond-shaped and golden amber in hue, paired with large, pointed ears. His pelt is a ruddy, light brown hue, ticked with darker brown and black on his back, tail, and just lightly on his face; he's a purebred Somali. His fur itself is long, especially on his bushy tail, but isn't exceptionally thick. Generally speaking, Ragingflame's demeanor is dignified and serious, but what distinguishes him most from other cats is his temper: he is extremely quick to anger, hence his name, and is often blinded by his rage and makes rash decisions. He is most quickly set off by acts of disrespect; he has a high moral standard and treats both his equals and subordinates with dignity and respect, so when it isn't returned to him, it deeply angers him. However, Ragingflame is also a devoted and caring warrior, who will willingly defend his clan with his last breath. He is known as one of the best warriors in MistClan, with few cats anywhere near his fighting ability. His sexual orientation is heterosexual, but part of him is curious about other toms. He was found at an abandoned twoleg hunting cabin as a kit, and has lived happily in MistClan ever since. { ➵ chironides }
He stayed with the clan after the rockslide, as his loyalties to his peers are strong.
WILDEYES | male | 24 moons | would love to eventually become leader, but, is a warrior for now.
Wildeyes is an outwardly menacing cat. His build is tall and thick, as a combination of both hard muscle and thick, long fur. His pelt color is a pure, unbroken black color, and it shines with cleanliness in the sunlight. His eyes, from which his name was given, are a striking yellow-amber color, which contrast greatly from his dark fur. Scars of clawmarks don the left side of his muzzle, and his left ear is slightly torn from past battles. Wildeyes is a very ambitious cat, but in the negative sense: he has little morality, and will do literally whatever it takes to get to the top. In contrast to his true motives, he is outwardly somewhat introverted and soft-spoken, and will rarely voice his opinion. But rather, he silently collects information, with the goal of being able to use it to his advantage later. Wildeye is exceptionally cunning and intelligent, but corrupted by the desire for power. His sexual orientation is strictly heterosexual. He and his sister, Widowfang, were born as rouges, and were left with MistClan around the apprentice age when their mother decided a clan could take better care of her kits. { ➵ chironides }
He split from the clan after the rockslide, and seeks to dismantle them so he can become its leader.
WIDOWFANG | female| 24 moons | content with being a warrior.
Widowfang, in contrast to her brother, appears much more unassuming and nonthreatening. Her build is smaller and lithe, with a long, graceful figure complimented by her short, sleek fur. Her fur is mostly a pure, glossy, unbroken black color, but she has a patch of ruddy red near the base of her tail on her back--this characteristic is where her name is derived from. Her eyes are a pale yellow-green color. Widowfang is a mostly calm and composed cat, with remarkable personal intergrity and responsibility. To some, she may come off as uninteresting, but she really doesn't have many quirks to her personality. Her only real downfall is her lack of assertiveness; she rarely takes stances that are wholly her opinion, and is content to follow the leads of others. This being said, she will rarely challenge her brother, even though she knows his ambitions aren't pure. Her sexual orientation is bisexual. She and her brother, Wildeyes, were born as rouges, and were left with MistClan around the apprentice age when their mother decided a clan could take better care of her kits. { ➵ chironides }
She is currently torn between her loyalties to MistClan and her loyalties to her brother, Wildeyes.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 19, 2016 17:27:30 GMT -5
(➵ chironides added! youre free to post a starter and ill get to it asap!)
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Post by 𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 ☾ on Oct 19, 2016 18:10:51 GMT -5
[ Your coding is beautiful, I'd love to join. I just want to know if it'll be a problem if I'm on a little irregularly for maybe the next two weeks? I'm getting ready to move to a different state aha ^^' ]
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 19, 2016 18:44:34 GMT -5
(𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 ☾ thats alright! uwu and thank you haha )
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Post by ➵ chironides on Oct 19, 2016 21:32:36 GMT -5
[ so uh, this roleplay sort of caught me at an awkward time. I'm about to leave for a trip that starts tomorrow and lasts until early Sunday. most likely, I will not be very active. I just want wanted to let you know ahead of time, so you wouldn't mistake my inactivity for disinterest. ]
[ I still might be able to get a starter up tonight, but don't hold your breath, because I still have to pack. ]
[ sorry about this! ]
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 19, 2016 21:34:37 GMT -5
( ➵ chironides dont worry! im still hoping to get more people in before anything happens, so maybe all youd miss is filler? haha but ty for letting me know)
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 19, 2016 22:18:35 GMT -5
bump!)
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 23, 2016 8:34:04 GMT -5
bump!
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Post by ➵ chironides on Oct 24, 2016 13:48:55 GMT -5
[ I'm finally back from my trip! ]
[ but gosh, I'm really surprised that this thread hasn't picked up much steam. ]
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 24, 2016 15:08:06 GMT -5
ahh sometimes its hard to catch peoples attention i suppose! but wb :3 )
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Post by ➵ chironides on Oct 24, 2016 15:23:33 GMT -5
[ guess you're right. ]
[ I'm about to start working on a starter for us. hopefully some people will see that and get intrigued? ]
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 24, 2016 15:26:55 GMT -5
➵ chironides sounds fair! i might be poofy though, especially on weekdays!)
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Post by ➵ chironides on Oct 24, 2016 15:48:29 GMT -5
ragingflame.
It was early morning at the makeshift camp, but it didn't bring the same brightness and hope it once did: instead of the sun sharing its warmth with the cats of MistClan as it had done for generations, it shone with a certain coldness, casting the forest in a strange sort of light. Half of it was shrouded by slow-moving clouds, who seemed in no hurry whatsoever to give everyone below them a view of the stars above. It's not like you'll see them anyway, they seemed to say mockingly, So what's the point of even looking? Might as well cover this up. Make it easier to forget. Ever since the stars had disappeared, all the flora and fauna of the forest seemed to dull, as if their vitality disappeared with the stars above.
The tall ruddy tom sat a couple foxlengths away from the tree, his back turned away from it, looking not unlike a drooping flower. Ragingflame's whole body language reflected his dejection at the circumstances before him; his proud head hung low, as did his ears, as he sat motionlessly, staring blankly ahead of him. His intense gaze appeared uncharacteristically unfocused on anything, but in reality, he was deep in thought. He mostly relived the whirlwind of events that just happened about a day ago, and was once again filled with disgust over the lack of loyalty of some of his clanmates. The tom would've pursued them in his rage, but the only thing that kept him from doing so was the rockslide.
He could still hear that chilling screech of his leader as death overcame him. It was a sound he was certain he would never forget. As it rang in his mind one last time, Ragingflame made a low, displeased sound in the back of his throat, and folded his ears back as he squeezed his eyes shut. Why couldn't he just stop hearing it? |
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 27, 2016 20:41:29 GMT -5
Batwing wasn't sure what he had seen not too long ago. It was a cat - that he was sure - but it looked so... ethereal. It was almost supernatural. It bothered him: the cats presence felt odd, the way the cat moved swiftly, as if without effort, and why a stranger would attempt at saving their leader from certain death underneath the boulders that had crumbled down onto their home. Surely the leader meant nothing to this stranger, but perhaps it was due to some kind of underlying purpose that they had yet to become aware of. The tom thought that this disaster would mean their certain doom, but the clan had survived many threats over the course of a half cycle, and although their clan had shattered apart, many cats still chose to remain. He was grateful for that.
His ears would twitch at any noise in the forest; he was attentive, just in case the eerie cat would make a second appearance. This time, he would get answers, even if he had to catch the cat by force - he wasn't letting him get away, not while he was so... odd. Some of his clanmates had even begun to address him as "The Prophet." He wished they didn't. The cat certainly wasn't connected to StarClan, and had nothing to do with their spirituality, leading him to question the motives to his clanmates. The tom snorted quietly, looking around the clearing near the rocks that had crushed the camp. They had nothing now. There were no dens, no prey, no herbs, it was all gone in a flash. Some cats had even died. Sunspeck, his sister, even had to comfort him at times, mainly because he was so stressed over the event and because he was worried over how they'd survive now. Parts of their forest had been burned down in the recent moons, and sometimes there was nothing at all. It was difficult.
Now they made home within some burrow underneath a large pine, which he thought was awfully cowardly of them, since most clans traditionally lived above ground. Where they stood underneath the stars. Underneath StarClan. Which was another concern for the tom, their ancestors had presumably ceased all methods of communication among the living and the dead, and with that, they had no form of knowing what was happening. It was all so frustrating, to live without the stars, without guidance... it really frightened him. And he didn't like it one bit. At least I have my clanmates here, he would often think, they do provide some sort of comfort in these lonely times..."
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