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Post by kidcat on Nov 20, 2016 19:47:51 GMT -5
 About ReedClan ⇠ ReedClan is home to the toughest and most agile warriors around. ReedClan territory is greatly varied, from its foothills to its forests to its lake, whose cattail reeds became the Clan's namesake. According to Clan lore, ReedClan cats descended from the nearby mountains countless generations ago, settling the area and making their camp in a lush thicket next to the pond. ReedClan borders ThistleClan.
⇢ How to JoinSimply provide your character's name, rank, physical description, age in moons, and any other information you want to provide (this may include personality, likes, dislikes, strengths, weaknesses, whatever you want!) if you so choose and post your finished form on this thread. If you like the thread, it'll probably get my attention and I'll be able to approve you even sooner!
Having trouble finding age in moons? Each moon is the equivalent of one month, so to do some simple math... Kithood: 0-6 moonsApprenticeship: 6-12 moons1 year: 12 moons2 years: 24 moons3 years: 36 moons...and so on.
*Rogues and loners are fine, but due to ReedClan's remote location, please don't join as a kittypet!
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Post by kidcat on Nov 20, 2016 19:49:08 GMT -5
 Camp Save for territory 
Moontree The place where the forest is densest, a gathering of large trees that have grown together over countless moons to form a more intricate whole. There is a large hollow at its center which can accommodate several cats and, when the moon is at its highest, the light filters through and illuminates the inside of the ancient trunk. The Moontree, located at the ThistleClan-ReedClan border, is a neutral zone. Leaders and medicine cats from both Clans travel here to share tongues with StarClan, but the area is forbidden to all others. Fig Grove A small grove of trees that bear a strange-smelling fruit which is useful for treating sores. The Fig Grove is the only place figs grow in the forest, and, due to its location, the first fig trees were most likely planted by the Twolegs who once inhabited the area many moons ago. Black Field The remains of a wildfire that raged through the forest several years ago. The trees are charred black, their branches stripped down to shriveled twigs by the flames. Some regrowth has begun to occur, the soil an ideal place for important herbs to grow, and a visitor to the area will see wildflowers popping up out of the blackened ground. However, the skeletons of former trees coupled with the lack of wildlife in the area makes many a superstitious Clan cat believe it is bad luck to set foot there, and consequently, most steer clear of the area. Cave
The cave sits at the entrance to a gentle slope, its mouth flanked to either side by thick brush. Inside, a steady dripping can be heard, and there is still water in deep pools on the floor of the rock. Many bats live there, active at night or, rarely, in the daytime. Most find the cave foreboding, so few venture inside, especially for fear of rogues or predators that occasionally make their temporary dwellings inside. Foothills The foothills sit at the base of the mountains, gently rising up to meet the slopes of the great landmass. They are forested, but not densely. Uncommonly, Twolegs may be found in the foothills, often with dogs to accompany them. Typically, however, they are a peaceful place to hunt with a good view of the rest of ReedClan territory. |
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Post by kidcat on Nov 20, 2016 19:49:27 GMT -5
Weather Newleaf _ Greenleaf _ Leaf-fall ✓ Leaf-bare _ It is currently cold, with overcast skies and a slight breeze that cuts to the bone. Clan News ⇢ ReedClan's medicine cat, Yewpool, has died of greencough ⇢ Yewpool's apprentice, Salmonpelt, will succeed him |
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Post by kidcat on Nov 20, 2016 19:49:38 GMT -5
 Leader Hazelstar / 70 moons / kidcatHazelstar is a lean, bicolored white and brown tabby with soft green eyes and a myriad of battle scars. Brave and self-sacrificing, Hazelstar will leap into battle to protect Clanmates even when the odds are stacked against them. The leader's heroism, however, often puts them in harm's way, and is thusly more of a detriment to their leadership skills. However, as a leader, Hazelstar acts on their instincts, which are more often right than wrong, and is a great judge of character. Hazelstar is particularly good at matching apprentices and mentors. (★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆) Deputy Dogtooth / 67 moons / kidcatA large, thick-furred ginger tom with green eyes. He is relatively quiet and slow to warm to others. Father of Smokemask, Thrushcall and Whitewhisker, he is a harsh disciplinarian who takes the Warrior Code seriously. Though some see him as abrasive, his authoritative nature is an asset to the Clan, as he provides valuable counsel to Hazelstar. If anything is awry in the Clan, Dogtooth is the first to know about it. Medicine Cat
Salmonpelt / 20 moons / Violetshade A she-cat with fluffy ginger fur, one black paw and amber eyes. She is kind, sweet, and honest. She is really good at herbs, and loves serving her clan. Her brothers are Topazcloud and Ashclaw.
Warriors & Apprentices
Wildheart / 50 moons / kidcatA cream-colored she-cat with patches of chocolate coloring. She has short, plush fur and amber eyes. She is incredibly skilled in battle but, like her relative Hazelstar, she tends to be reckless. Wildheart is impulsive and sometimes fickle, and makes decisions based on emotion rather than analysis. Extroverted and gregarious, Wildheart enjoys the company of others. Her impulsiveness paired with her mate's hotheadedness means that they often bicker, but are a strong, devoted pair. She is the mother of Cinderpaw and Mudfoot. Smokemask / 44 moons / kidcatSmokemask is a thick-furred gray-and-white tom with amber eyes, the only kit of Briarclaw and Dogtooth's first litter. He is typically good-natured and is good with kits, but he has a short temper and has been known to lash out with little to no provocation. Often troubled and prone to introspection, he is fond of taking long walks around the territory when he needs to be alone. Father to Cinderpaw and mate of Wildheart. Mistpaw / 11 moons / Cedarwhisker Mistpaw is a small dark brown tabby tom with a white dash on his chest and amber eyes. He is ambitious, adventurous and daring. Thrushcall Mudfoot Whitewhisker / 29 moons / kidcat
Whitewhisker is a she-cat who appears unusually large, but this is in part due to the long, plush coat that runs in the family. Thrushcall's littermate, she has white fur with a mask of light ginger. She is typically soft-spoken, but this is partially out of shyness. To those who can get her to open up, she has a quick wit and is incredibly passionate and driven. Her father is Dogtooth. Queens & Kits Elders Cats Outside the Clans Juniper / 52 moons / kidcatA lean silvery-gray tom with amber eyes and a friendly disposition. He is warm and charismatic, but his self-centered nature means that he doesn't often consider the feelings of others before his own. Born a rogue, Juniper has repeatedly attempted to settle into Clan life, but lacks the temperament to live cooperatively with others. He knows what to say to get what he wants, but is oblivious to his tendencies toward using others. He goes back and forth between ThistleClan and ReedClan territory at will, taking shelter either in ReedClan's cave or ThistleClan's abandoned Twoleg nest. Though he is occasionally caught and challenged by a border patrol, his silver tongue can get him out of most predicaments. Daryl / 39 moons / Daryl DixonA dark brown tom with black paws and blue-green eyes though his eyes are narrow and has a scar over it from fights. Daryl is thin, tall, and quite muscular. He has a torn ear that can't hear well. Daryl has long claws and a fluffy tail. He has a berry pink nose and a scar over his muzzle. Daryl is independent, rude, sometimes ignoramus at situations. Daryl is from the southern part, so he kind of has that kind of southern redneck accent. Daryl is fierce and looks tough, but is really just an emotional tom that may become unstable at times. He sometimes looks like he doesn't care of other cats by his attitude, but really does. Daryl was born to Will and Lily that were both rouges. He had an older brother named Merle that died of being struck by a monster. Their father abused the two and neglected them, while their mother did the same. Daryl was once gone for nine days all alone and his father didn't notice at all. He looked up to his older brother , but didn't share the same views of clan cats. The nine days all alone in the woods helped him learn how to survive and become dependent of himself to this day.
Talon / 34 moons / CedarwhiskerA reddish brown rogue. He has a torn ear and extremely long claws. He is short tempered but can be nice. |
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Post by kidcat on Nov 20, 2016 23:27:05 GMT -5
(Still obviously a WIP, but open)
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Post by Lionflower on Nov 23, 2016 16:36:09 GMT -5
Salmonpelt//Violetshade//She-cat//20 moons//Maybe med-cat//Fluffy ginger fur, with one black paw and Amber eyes// she is kind sweet honest, she is really good at herbs, and loves serving her clan, her brothers are Topazcloud and Ashclaw.
Topazcloud//Violetshade//Tom//20 moons//Warrior//Fluffy Calico fur mostly black and Green eyes//he is strong, and a big mouse brain, but he is loyel and smart, quick and Quiet, his sister is Salmonpelt and his brother is Ashclaw
Ashclaw//Violershade//Tom//20 moons//Warror//short-grey fur, with white paws, and one white ear. Amber eyes// he is wild, and fast, he usaly never gets tired, because he has lots of energy. but he is helpfull when a clan-mate is in need.
How is that???
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Post by kidcat on Nov 23, 2016 16:47:22 GMT -5
Salmonpelt// Violetshade//She-cat//20 moons//Maybe med-cat//Fluffy ginger fur, with one black paw and Amber eyes// she is kind sweet honest, she is really good at herbs, and loves serving her clan, her brothers are Topazcloud and Ashclaw. Topazcloud// Violetshade//Tom//20 moons//Warrior//Fluffy Calico fur mostly black and Green eyes//he is strong, and a big mouse brain, but he is loyel and smart, quick and Quiet, his sister is Salmonpelt and his brother is Ashclaw Ashclaw// Violershade//Tom//20 moons//Warror//short-grey fur, with white paws, and one white ear. Amber eyes// he is wild, and fast, he usaly never gets tired, because he has lots of energy. but he is helpfull when a clan-mate is in need. How is that??? That's great! They're accepted. I'll post a starter) |
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Post by Lionflower on Nov 23, 2016 16:58:32 GMT -5
OK
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Cedarwhisker
Hello guys its me, CEDARWHISKER from the wcf and ive joined this.
Pronouns: He/him/they/cedar
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Post by Cedarwhisker on Nov 23, 2016 17:03:26 GMT -5
Hey.
:hawkmask// cedarwhisker.: Grey tabby tom, 24 moons yellow eyes.Warrior. (personality sort of reflects on Darkstripe's)
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Post by kidcat on Nov 23, 2016 17:56:10 GMT -5
Whitewhisker paced anxiously around the camp. It was nearly sunhigh, and the weather still hadn't improved, the cold sunshine blotted out by grey clouds. It had stormed in the past few days, and she wondered whether she was in danger of getting caught in a storm if she went out hunting now. Mind racing, she didn't even realize she was about to collide into Ashclaw until it happened.
(Hawkmask is also accepted)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 18:22:46 GMT -5
 
Daryl - Tom - 39 moons - rouge
A dark brown tom with black paws and blue-green eyes though his eyes are narrow and has a scar over it from fights. Daryl is thin, tall, and quite muscular. He has a torn ear that can't hear well. Daryl has long claws and a fluffy tail. He has a berry pink nose and a scar over his muzzle. Daryl is independent, rude, sometimes ignoramus at situations. Daryl is from the southern part, so he kind of has that kind of southern redneck accent. Daryl is fierce and looks tough, but is really just an emotional tom that may become unstable at times. He sometimes looks like he doesn't care of other cats by his attitude, but really does. Daryl was born to Will and Lily that were both rouges. He had an older brother named Merle that died of being struck by a monster. Their father abused the two and neglected them, while their mother did the same. Daryl was once gone for nine days all alone and his father didn't notice at all. He looked up to his older brother , but didn't share the same views of clan cats. The nine days all alone in the woods helped him learn how to survive and become dependent of himself to this day.
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Cedarwhisker
Hello guys its me, CEDARWHISKER from the wcf and ive joined this.
Pronouns: He/him/they/cedar
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Post by Cedarwhisker on Nov 23, 2016 18:52:42 GMT -5
(K) Hawkmask padded out of the Warrior's den yawning. "Has the dawn patrol gone out?" He asked nobody, still yawning.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 18:53:32 GMT -5
kidcat I made a form is it good? ]
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Post by kidcat on Nov 23, 2016 19:01:50 GMT -5
(K) Hawkmask padded out of the Warrior's den yawning. "Has the dawn patrol gone out?" He asked nobody, still yawning. "Hours ago," mewed Mudfoot, lingering as she passed by the Warrior's den. She seemed amused that Hawkmask was just now waking up. "You must have gotten some good sleep." (@daryl Dixon yes  ) |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 19:03:01 GMT -5
use @ cookiecollector94 there isn't a space, just didn't want to tag me X3 ]
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Cedarwhisker
Hello guys its me, CEDARWHISKER from the wcf and ive joined this.
Pronouns: He/him/they/cedar
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Post by Cedarwhisker on Nov 23, 2016 19:06:10 GMT -5
Hawkmask stared at her. "I had a bad dream" he growled and padded to the fresh kill pile, snarled at a kit in his way, grabbed a frog and padded away to lay down near a rock.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 19:07:22 GMT -5
any cat wanna find Daryl? ]
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Post by kidcat on Nov 23, 2016 19:18:05 GMT -5
Sure, I can have Smokemask do that.)
Smokemask was taking a walk, as he often found himself doing when he needed time to himself. His mind was still fixated on Yewpool's death. The medicine cat had been around his age, and each time he thought back to their shared kithood it made him feel the loss deeper. Yewpool had died weeks ago - why was he still so upset? Distracted by his thoughts, Smokemask's paws settled into his usual route, and before he knew it he was skirting the Black Fields.
"Geez, alright," Mudfoot said, her ears tilting back towards her head. "Who made dirt in your freshkill?" She muttered. Hawkmask, she was now discovering, seemed to be even more moody than usual after he'd woken up.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 19:24:12 GMT -5
Daryl licked his smooth fur wanting it to look sleeker than ever. The tom stretched with boredom as he also flexed his claws. Daryl's narrowed green-blue eyes trailed on the ground seeing ants working together. He squished the ants with his paws and smirked to himself.
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Post by kidcat on Nov 23, 2016 19:42:05 GMT -5
Smokemask tasted the air. Something smelled... off. He couldn't tell where it was coming from, but it smelled like unfamiliar catscent, drifting on the chill, biting breeze. His pelt bristled. There was an intruder somewhere nearby. He continued on his route, stopping every so often to change direction as he followed the scent.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 19:43:58 GMT -5
Daryl's ears twitched a bit as he rolled in the grass playfully exposing his belly. The tom was happy feeling the nice sunlight hitting his belly. The rouge, didn't scent any cat near him, but he was lazy enough to scent anything.
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Post by kidcat on Nov 23, 2016 19:58:41 GMT -5
It was only a matter of minutes before Smokemask was upon him, hackles raised, claws unsheathed and digging into the brittle leaves that lined the forest floor. "Good afternoon," he meowed; it seemed the rogue hadn't noticed him.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 20:03:06 GMT -5
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Post by kidcat on Nov 23, 2016 20:07:17 GMT -5
He took a step back, allowing the unfamiliar cat some space to get up. There was no need to escalate things. "You're on ReedClan territory," Smokemask meowed. "I recommend you clear out, before you have to deal with someone much less nice than me."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 20:10:33 GMT -5
Getting up, Daryl shook his fur revealing his hidden flecks on his fur when the sunlight hit him. " Just what Merle told me, should have believed him. I am Daryl, and you clan cat/", said Daryl ignoring his comment.
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Post by kidcat on Nov 23, 2016 23:05:41 GMT -5
Smokemask narrowed his eyes slightly. "I am a Clan cat. And you're on Clan territory. Haven't you been warned to keep your distance?" He meowed, not sure quite what to make of the rogue's nonchalance. He felt a twinge of irritation to be brushed off.
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Cedarwhisker
Hello guys its me, CEDARWHISKER from the wcf and ive joined this.
Pronouns: He/him/they/cedar
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Post by Cedarwhisker on Nov 24, 2016 0:26:51 GMT -5
Hawkmask turned and stared at mudfoot. "Back off" he hissed and finished his prey. He glanced around to see a almost empty camp. "Where is everyone?" He asked Mudfoot
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Post by kidcat on Nov 24, 2016 2:28:18 GMT -5
@cedarwhisker
"Maybe I'll tell you if you ask nicely," Mudfoot said scathingly, smoothing down the fur on her chest. Maybe she should take the high road, but that was something she wasn't willing to do on this particular day.
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Post by Lionflower on Nov 24, 2016 14:58:33 GMT -5
Salmonpelt was sitting in the med-den sorting herbs, She had cat-nip, Yerrow, Juniper berrys, and mirgold, she needed to go out and restock her herbs, before Lef-bare, she patted out of the den and looked aroud for someone to help her with her dutys.
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Post by kidcat on Nov 24, 2016 15:39:42 GMT -5
LionflowerCinderpaw was relaxing near the water's edge, dipping his paw aimlessly into the pond, when he saw Salmonpelt emerge from her den. She appeared to be looking for something. Immediately, he trotted over to her. He'd do anything he could to make her duties easier.
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