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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 11, 2017 20:22:25 GMT -5
RULES
☁ - Forum rules are to be followed and respected.☁ - Respect - it's simple and expected in every clan, and this is no different. Please be sure to show respect to the members of this clan- we're all here to have a good time! A further extension of this rule is for those who are not part of this clan as well: please no spamming, flaming, bashing, raiding, stealing (neither cats nor clan ideas), and kit-___ of any kind.☁ - Activity - this is also another rule that is expected in every clan, but it stands to still be reiterated again. If you are part of this roleplay you are expected to be active here at least two times a week. If you are an admin, mod, trusted member, or someone who is pivotal in a plot or rank, you are expected to be here posting at least four times a week. You will be rewarded with spots in plots and special rank privileges and the like if you are an active member of the clan!☁ - Literacy - I'm being relatively lax with this one unlike how I am in my usual clans. Every member must have proper spelling and grammar and, of course, one-liners are never allowed. I expect everyone to, when they are roleplaying, have at least 5 sentences. Something good to do is to look at how other members are roleplaying- it's common courtesy to try to match the level of sentences and grammar those around you are doing! I don't expect paragraphs upon paragraphs of writing, but five sentences is the absolute minimum.☁ - Characters - although this is a semi-realistic clan in the sense of the plot, all regular cats are regular cats! I am relatively lax with this rule but please, we all understand the basics: do not have cats with unnatural pelt colors or eye colors. There will be no god-modding, power playing, mary-sues or gary-sues! Every character must have multiple flaws as will be seen on the joining form. As for histories, all clan cats are clan-born, and NPCs are currently the only ones allowed to be from outside the clan. LGBTQ+ is allowed, simply specify that in your character's form.☁ - Drama is encouraged- there is a lot going on! NPCs are everywhere, the clans are pitting against one another, and there is so much to do and see! However, no large-scale plots are permitted at this time, but smaller plots are allowed and encouraged if you are approved. Take care you do not power play, god-mod, or spotlight!☁ - Complaints - this is a really good rule I found on another role play's rule board, please do a courtesy to other members and keep possibly triggering or otherwise large issues to low.
☁ - Ages - it is really difficult to try to follow ages around in a roleplay like this. Therefore, frankly the only ages that matter are apprentices because you can't stay an apprentice forever, and your older cats because they can't live forever. Every real-life 2 months, everyone's moons will be updated by one (1) to make things easier for everyone!
☁ - Joining - if you join one clan, you must join the other! This is to prevent favoritism and ensure everyone gets a well-rounded view of the clans and the NPCs and plots!
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admin mods members new members excused inactive
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 11, 2017 20:23:04 GMT -5
JOINING
NAME - BIRTH GENDER; PRONOUNS - AGE - SEXUALITY - RANK
physical description (5 sentences minimum)
personality description (4 positive, 4 negative traits)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 11, 2017 20:24:43 GMT -5
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Post by Windspirit14 on Mar 11, 2017 20:24:56 GMT -5
Can you reserve a spot for me? I don't have time to join now, but I will later.
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 11, 2017 20:27:22 GMT -5
Can you reserve a spot for me? I don't have time to join now, but I will later. |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 11, 2017 20:32:47 GMT -5
5 AM'S CHARACTER SAVE
MOONCLAN
YEWBERRY - DFAB; FEMALE - 30 - PANROMANTIC DEMISEXUAL A slight figure nursing average muscles, she is a small-scale, willowy structure with long limbs and tail. Her cranium is an elegant wedge with small ears and with sloping, doey dew eyes colored a warm honey-gold color. Coating her figure is a pelage of plush, luscious softness, medium in length and with downy-fluff consistency throughout. In only becomes thicker as it comes closer to her skin, retaining its baby softness. Her fur is colored a soft white shade, unbroken as a base shade. On top of this white is a sprinkling of chocolate-grey flecks along her back, neck, and face, scattered few and far-between. She lacks any immediate scars to be seen. One amongst Moonclan who is a sweet-hearted soul, she has little interest in fighting or confrontation and lacks much aggression some others might readily have to spare. Generous and humble with herself, she seems to have affection to go around for everyone, and is constantly a motherly force around camp. However, her protection and determination is fierce, and she will fight for what is right, even if it is what goes against others. A sensible molly, she has a good head on her shoulders. However, she has the tendency to be too forgiving and sensitive, and lets others walk over her or control her. Obedient, she will do whatever others ask her to do, and sees it as being generous and helpful even when it really isn't. Interestingly, she is faithless, and has little hope in others being able to do things for themselves and hence justifies her constant mothering and protecting. She also does not believe in the Sun and Moon and believes all cats only need her, not dead myths. She was born with her brother, Peachfuzz, into the safe haven Moonclan. 5 AM
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PEACHFUZZ - DMAB; MALE - 30 - DEMIROMANTIC ASEXUAL Like his sister, he boasts a slight figure and average muscle-tone, small-scale and with average limbs and tail, rendering him a little stockier than his sister yet still quite lean. His cranium is an elegant wedge and with average ears and sloping, often narrowed, big eyes colored a very dark amber color. Coating his figure is a pelage of plush softness, short in length and with a downy-fluff consistency like a little duck. His fur is the color of soft white shade, gently touched a tad brown-scale, as his base-coat. Covering this base as few and far between are grey-brown, dark flecks along his face, back, and tail. Notably, he has a very white front left paw. He lacks any immediate scars to be seen. Unlike his sister, he is anything but family-oriented. While he is protective and loyal to the clan, his personal feelings are kept locked tight behind sealed doors. Even so, he is endlessly sacrificing himself and offering himself for the clan, always trying to keep them safe at the expense of himself. While perhaps not exactly 'kind', he is sensible and moral, and understands what is right and what is wrong and uses such to the best of his abilities. While his sister believes no one can do anything for themselves, he is all for making cats stand up for themselves and being their tough-love pep-talker. However, he himself is often aloof and casts himself to the side, selfless to the point of almost reckless endangerment. His sarcasm is swift and he is nothing 'peachy' or even 'fuzzy', he is bred to be a warrior and that is his intent. Cats can keep their lovey-dovey feelings and such away from him because he certainly doesn't have an interest. He was born with his sister, Yewberry, into the safe haven Moonclan. 5 AM
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SUNCLAN
ROSESPLINTER - DFAB; FEMALE - 25 - HETEROFLEXIBLE An average, robust figure with an impressive set of acrobatic, liquid muscle flowing beneath her velvet skin and with long limbs and tail, an elegant stature. Her cranium is a chiseled wedge with average ears and big, expressive optics both colored a warm honey-amber tone. Coating her figure is a pelage of plush, short-length fur that spindles and grows longer at her cheeks and tail, spiraling in elegant streams. Overall it is relatively soft and with a glossy, warm feeling to it. It's base shade is that of a pale, red-tinted cream as the absolute unbroken. However, at her face, paws, and tail, there are stray faded stripes of the pointed kind, a red-pink tinted flame point. Amongst it, there are medium-white scale offsets, with water spouts of thin white along her face, down her neck, at her belly, on some toes, and streaming into her tail point. She is beauty, she is grace, she will punch you in the face. She is all for one and one for all. While sensible, she is courageous. While she is loyal, she is independent. With a flair of sass and charm, she can prance her way around anyone's head and wrap almost anyone around her pinky toe. This is not to say she is a snake of any kind, no! Her intentions are as warm as her good-nature and her big-sister attitude she takes on to everyone she meets. She is everyone's cheerleader, their assistance, and she wants everyone to succeed almost as much as she has succeeded. Almost as much. For while she loves her clan, she is selfish and stubborn, headstrong and unwilling to accept the help of others. According to her, she doesn't need anyone, and yet she'll use others for favors and the like. Easily provoked and easily put-out. She was born into Sunclan. 5 AM
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CROWSTUMBLE - DMAB; ANY - 37 - PANROMANTIC PANSEXUAL A creature of towering height and massive proportions, he rivals Daystar's height and length in his own muscled stature and broad... well, everything. Built like a tank and moves like one too. Even so, there is nothing really angular about him, and his muscles and edges are softened and rounded with muscle and fat and fur. His cranium is a broad wedge with a notably short, stout muzzle close to his face, big ears, and sly, drooping eyes both colored a dull olive shade, a sliver of gold in his left eye. Coating such a massive frame is a pelage of medium-length, easily-ruffled, fur that tends to clump like its wet all the time at the edges, although to the touch it is glossy and smooth- easy to play with and meld into any sort of shape. Such fur is, as his name suggests, is a grey-black shade that has little variation gradient to it besides what it is. The only splashes of color against such a dark shade is his two front paws, both colored bright white. The scars against his body include a shredded chest and a scratched forehead, courtesy of a badger attack many moons ago. Who really knows what this guy is, honestly. His personality wavers, almost as though he is multiple cats patched together into one body. At least, some good traits that come out of this are his generally good intentions, his direction and focus, and clever cooperation. Alas, all of this is muddled in with other traits that seem to be thrown haphazardly into him. He is sarcastic but a do-well, flamboyant and eccentric yet calm and contemplative, he can be brutal and yet sympathetic. It all seems to change with the way the wind blows. For sure, he is a mysterious creature, never steadfast and apparently very, very flexible with himself and others. Such, he is difficult to understand, of which he seems to make a joke about it and then get frustrated about it later, and he is inconsistent and unstable in everything he does. Somehow, someway, though, he still always delivers his work neatly and with a red bow on top, always done correctly. No one ever wants to know how. He was born into Sunclan. 5 AM |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 20:39:50 GMT -5
GECKOEYES CHARACTERS
Ravenpelt - Female; She/Her - 29 - Bisexual - Warrior - Moonclan
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Ravenpelt has short, sleek fur that somehow always looks well groomed, despite the little amount of effort that the dainty she-cat puts into her looks. She has long legs and a thin frame- but don't let it full you, because any substantial mass that she has is all muscle. Ravenpelt's fur looks black at a glance, hence her namesake, but if you watch it move and ripple in the sunlight, you would notice that there are even blacker dapples hiding within her thin coat. Her hind legs are capped in bright white socks that end at where her legs meet her flank and her long, slender tail is capped in white as well. Ravenpelt has unusually long claws that make her an excellent climber. She has beautiful angular, gray-green eyes that are filled with flecks of mint and mossy greens; if you look close enough, you may begin to see a forest within them. Ravenpelt has long, straight, black whiskers that fade to white and a nose that is rimmed in a dark, purple-y, pink and fades in to a softer, pale pink.
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Ravenpelt is a fierce cat who will always fight for what she believes in. The lovely she-cat will defend those she loves with her life and is often seen going above and beyond for her fellow clanmates. Her favorite past-time is to leap through the treetops and feel the wind ruffle through her short coat- sometime neglecting her duties because she loses track of time. Ravenpelt is very daring and has quite a mouth on her, which lands her in trouble quite a lot. She is often caught being sarcastic and mouthing off, but it is ingrained in her body and no matter how much they try, she will not be changing her ways anytime soon. Ravenpelt hates to swim or even be around large amounts of water and isn't a great hunter, despite her small build and long claws. She's not a huge fan of kits and younger cats- she just sees them as needy and annoying most of the time. Because of this, she doesn't really see herself having kits of her own, but maybe if she settles down with a nice tom, she may change her mind.
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Ravenpelt was born into Moonclan with two siblings. Sadly a bought of sickness struck her family and killed her siblings within half a moon of being born. Her mother passed much later in life, due to an infection that took over her brain.
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Ravenpelt launched herself off of the thin branch that she was perched on, high above the solid ground. As she leapt, it swayed under her weight and snapped ominously. 'I'll have to avoid that one next time,' She though as she flew through the air and landed gracefully on a thicker, weight bearing branch nearby. As she landed, the dainty black she-cat dug her claws into the worn and dimpled branch, balancing herself with her long, sleek tail.
She looked around, gray-green eyes swiveling to take in the beautiful view around her. She could see everything from here to the farmlands and even a bit of the land beyond that. Her eyes grew wide and her mind went blank with awe, as they always do when she was in the tree-tops. But her train of thought came roaring back as she saw a small group of Moonclan cats padding through a clearing a good distance away, likely a hunting party.
"Mouse-dung," She spat at herself as she realized the time and began her descent to the forest floor.
Cedarwind- Male; He/Him - 46 - Heterosexual - Warrior - Moonclan
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Cedarwind is a large, marbled, tabby cat with a deep brown and rust colored body. His fur is short but thick and his body is covered in the dips and ridges of his rippling muscle. His marble markings are a dark brown, almost black that cover pretty much the entirety of his coat. All four of his oversized, squared off, paws are capped in white and his face lightens up around his muzzle and eyes to a tan color, but his marbling stays just as dark as previously mentioned. His eyes are a multicolored spectacle of dark, light, and bluish greens within a black liner. He has a black nose and long tan whiskers and slightly shorter and darker eyebrows. Cedarwind has very sharp facial features that give him a very angular, intense look about him. The handsome tom was born with a long bobtail which hinders him in climbing and balance, but overall does not affect him in many other ways.
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Cedarwind is a stern cat who is wiser than he looks. He has spent his many moons earning his spot as a respected warrior and has gone through plentiful hardships to get to where he is now. He enjoys working with the apprentices.. to a point. He gets easily annoyed with too many questions and will sometimes snap, but usually stays pretty calm. This statement is also true when meeting new cats or strange cats while out on patrol. His favorite activities include napping on a warm rock and running border patrols. Cedarwind isn't a cat you would want on your bad side, although he follows the warrior code, he will make your life hell. The large tom has always focused more on his career as a warrior and never on his personal life, so Cedarwind has never settled down with a mate, although he is thinking it might be time to.
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Cedarwind was clanborn as an only kit.
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Cedarwind was exhausted from the late patrol he lead the evening before, but he drew himself up and out of his nest anyways. You could hear his bones crack a bit as he stretched, long legs spread out in front of him. As he arched his back and yawned, his half tail twitched a bit in an attempted to sway back and forth. His mesmerizing eyes blinked several times as they tried to abandon the fog of sleep and ready themselves for the day ahead. Now that Cedarwind was all limbered up, he set out to see what was happening in the camp. There were several cats up already, and more were appearing moment by moment. Cedarwind watched as a hunting patrol quickly left camp, eager to get after the early morning mice and birds that would be searching for edibles on the forest floor.
Juniperbreeze - Female; She/Her - 34 - Heterosexual - Warrior - Sunclan
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Juniperbreeze is a relatively moderate sized she-cat. She has long, thick fur that makes her seem even bigger than she really is, although her actual frame is quite regular and even maybe a bit chubby. Because of her long coat, grooming is a constant hassle for Juniperbreeze and may take quite a bit of time out of her schedule. Her fur is mostly a light red/tan color with flecks of tan/gray tossed in. Her dainty paws are capped in white and her chest fades to a warm off-white color. Se has just the faintest hint of tabby markings on her forehead and cheeks. Juniperbreeze has big, round, tufted ears and her eyes are a bright, deep evergreen color. With long white whiskers and a rosy pink nose to finish it off, Juniperbreeze is quite an adorable cat.
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Juniperbreeze is usually incredibly sweet, but she has a mean temper when angered and may lash out if prodded at enough. She is quite the flirt when she wants something from someone or when she is forever angry at a cat, she may cook up a plan to break their heart slowly and painfully- She's quite vengeful. In her spare time of breaking hearts and sucking up to her clanmates, Juniperbreeze enjoys playing with kits and working with the apprentices- they truly bring out the best in her. Juniperbreeze HATES climbing and heights, and swimming with her thick coat has proven dangerous, so she tries to stay on flat ground as much as possible. She has a bit of a fear of the unknown and always likes to know what kind of situation she's going into, but is working on putting herself into more exciting and unexpected moments. She likes to prove her judgmental clanmates wrong and will often go out of her way to try something new or show them that she isn't such a weak she-cat as they may see her. She is very guarded and doesn't get attached to many cats.
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Juniperbreeze was clanborn with one sibling who passed away with her mother during birth. Juniperbreeze was then raised by another queen who has since passed on as well.
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Juniperbreeze sat on the edge of the Sunclan camp, grooming her thick coat as her evergreen eyes scanned the cats that were milling about, awaiting orders for the day. The sun was just beginning to pour into the camp, touching the edges first and making its way in. As expected Juniperbreeze's back was beginning to grow warm from the creeping ray of sun. She welcomed the heat, but only for a short while. Soon she grew annoyed with the burning sensation that sunk through her pelt and into her skin, so she stood, shaking out her thick, freshly groomed coat and padding towards the center of camp to find someone to accompany her on a hunting patrol, after all, the freshkill pile was looking a little eaten down.
Kestrelstep - Male; He/Him - 36 - Graysexual - Warrior - Sunclan
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Kestrelstep is an average sized tom with short legs and a long body. He has a bit of chub on his already less than stellar body, which, in turn, gives him a bit of a sway-back appearance. His dense pelt is a blue/gray with very little to say about it, other than the fact that it is rarely groomed due to his laziness. He has a large patch that takes up most of his chest and goes up onto his chin, a white hour glass shape in between his eyes and down his nose, and his two front feet are capped in white. Kestrelstep has bright amber eyes which give him a warm, inquisitive look about him. The tom has a long, pointed muzzle and tall, thin ears. His nose is a pinky-black color and his whiskers are short and a dirty, off-white color.
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Kestrelstep is a lazy cat who pretty much tries to do as little as possible as much as possible. He can often be found lazing around camp on a warm rock or cool moss pad, waiting for someone to force him to get up and do something. He loves to sneak extra pieces of fresh-kill off the pile before feeding the young and old, and always denies it when caught. Kestrelstep is a bit of a jokester and will prod at cats insecurities until they snap. Because of Kestrelstep's lounging around camp all day, he often catches an earfull of gossip- and in turn, will spread rumors as quickly as possible. He also is the first and fastest to report any big news that may have been spoken of quietly. The chubby tom likes to take advantage of naïve cats and will use them to his advantage for as long as possible. On the other hand though, Kestrelstep is very sensitive and is often found visiting with new apprentices and making sure that they are getting used to their new routine. He is poor at battle training and doesn't have the stamina to chase down prey at this point in his life, but because of his extra flabbiness, Kestrelstep is great at teaching apprentices the ideal way to swim in all kinds of water, seeing as he is very buoyant.
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Born in Sunclan. No living family to report.
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Kestrelstep grumbled as he made his way to the outer edge of the Sunclan camp. He had just been given a warning that if his rumors didn't stop, that he would be "punished appropriately," whatever that meant. Of course, Kestrelstep rarely listened to these threats and just laid low for several sunrises and then went back to what he had been doing. His amber eyes scanned the rocky area that he was heading towards and landed on a rock with the perfect curves to fit his voluptuous figure- as if it has been made for him. He ambled over and settled into the warm rock, happy to have the heat to ease his achy back. Although Kestrelstep was not crazy heavy, his short legs and slightly longer torso made carrying his weight slightly more strenuous than for that of a normally built cat.
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Post by Brownie on Mar 11, 2017 20:50:33 GMT -5
Brownie's Character Saves
(trying to find the character bases from all over lol)
and now none of the pages will load
time to do this manually //lesigh
MOONCLAN
SILVERHAWK - male he/him - 32 moons - bisexual - WARRIOR
"And what makes you think I want to do that?"
In appearance, Silverhawk lives up to his name, being a grey and silver tabby tom with chocolate brown markings. His fur is of a medium length: not enough to keep off the snags and too heavy to stay out in the sun long, though his mostly light coloration helps reflect off some of the heat. Despite this, he still prefers the shade and the cold, and loves the snow. His paws always appear muddy, being tipped with a chocolate brown: lower boots on his hind paws and reaching up as higher socks on his fore. His muzzle is speckled with the chocolate colors near his nose and whiskers, and the same flecking creeps up behind his left ear. His tail is, to put it simply, fluffy, and ringed again with the same dark brown coloration. The remainder of his fur is that of a silver tabby, with shiny silvers and matte greys giving it a mottled appearance that makes him slightly better for camouflage in the snow, though he still sticks out among the trees and dirt. His eyes are a light green, ringed with darker shades around the iris. As for build, he's not the most athletic of cats, and during the warm seasons can get a noticeable chubbiness to him (although he likes to say this is only because of muscle and fluff and not because he likes taking the extra bird from the fresh-kill pile!).
Silverhawk is a talker. He finds it easy to speak to individuals and crowds alike, and is skilled at swaying others to his views. He's also good at explaining things when he wants to be. However, he's not a cat to be helpful out of good will alone, and selfishness is his biggest motivation in life. He is a fast learner and adapts quickly, but is often deliberately obtuse just because he can be. His physical prowess is much duller than his mental sharpness, however, and while he has a good deal of natural muscle due to his natural build, he hasn't gone out of his way to build his physicality, mostly due to laziness, and so stays slightly chubby with limited endurance. He dislikes weather in general, but does enjoy the snow after its fallen and surprisingly also enjoys swimming in the summer.
He has an average history, being born and raised within the Clan. His sister is Ibistuft, but the two are quite distant and don't often treat each other as such. With all their differences, one wouldn't think they were siblings at first glance. Their mother was a tortoiseshell she-cat with white paws named Riverfoot, but shortly after raising the two to apprentices, she left to join the barn cats. Ibistuft and Silverhawk believe their father was one of the barn cats, but their mother refused to say. Silverhawk attempted to confront her after becoming a warrior, but the barn they had believed she had moved to was empty of cats and he was forced to return to the Clan, not wanting to chase after her.
BROWNIE
Silverhawk had found a patch of sunlight earlier that morning, but as the sun shifted so did the patch, leaving his hindquarters dappled in shadow. He didn't particularly enjoy the chill creeping up his stomach, but stubbornness kept him where he was. He closed his eyes, hoping that would help him forget the discomfort. It didn't. If anything, it only heightened his awareness of the offending shadow. With an exasperated sigh he opened his eyes again and rolled to his paws. He stretched and moved a few steps forward, back in the sun, before laying back down, curling his tail over his side. The ground prodded into his shoulder and his stomach, but he just gave a slight wriggle to try and flatten the earth back down under him. Almost too much effort, he thought, flicking his ears before returning to his nap.
IBISTUFT - female; she/her - 32 moons - hetero - WARRIOR
"There now, be careful. You wouldn't want to be hurt."
Ibistuft is a tan she-cat. Her large paws are darker brown than her body, a fact that is often hidden as there is no definite line between the dark and the light, rather, her lighter fur fades into her paws starting around mid leg on her fore and farther down on her hind. Her fur is of a medium length, too wispy to be considered short and without the length to be considered long. While quite plain, darker whorls can be seen dappling her back and face in the sunlight. She has green eyes that seem quite large for her head, but are balanced somewhat by her tufted ears. As for build, she has longer legs and large paws. Her claws are curved and blunted, making it difficult to slash at prey or in battle, but good for climbing, swimming, and gaining traction on rocky ground.
Ibistuft isn't a quiet cat, and enjoys talking and gossiping with others. She finds it easy to make friends, especially with other she-cats. She enjoys being around others, and actively will seek out others to interact with instead of waiting for them to come to her. Conversely, she dislikes being alone or by herself. She finds herself lonely quickly, and keeps her 'self time' around camp where she can see other cats, even if she doesn't wish to talk to them. She naturally has an upbeat personality. She tends towards emotions and morals rather than logic, and finds it difficult to make choices that have ethical repercussions. She fears commitments she cannot keep and hates conflict, in which she is quite naive, believing it is possible to negotiate even when it is obvious there is no middle ground. She has weak self-confidence and can easily be swayed by other's opinions, particularly when they align with her morals or way of thinking. As long as they advocate for peace or the 'best/only solution', she'll be on board.
Silverhawk's sister. They are not much alike, only united by their similar distaste for their mother.(see Silverhawk). However, while Silverhawk wanted to chase after their mother for explanations, Ibistuft didn't see it as worth the effort. She took Riverfoot's 'bertrayal' much harder than Silverhawk, as she had been much closer to her mother. At first, she had asked to leave with her, but Riverfoot refused to take her. That more than anything made Ibistuft try to cut her mother out of her life completely, and when Silverhawk went to find her, Ibistuft would not come, telling him that nothing she could say would excuse her from abandoning her own kits.
BROWNIE
Ibistuft tapped her paw against the water, enjoying the way the sun flashed against the ripples. The water was clear, but the way the sun was she couldn't see the bottom except for a thin line where her shadow fell across it. It was like a little Ibistuft-shaped portal to another world. For a few seconds the thought consumed her, and she could hardly keep her paws ashore. Just one step and she could be somewhere new and exciting, someplace no cat had ever gone before. The thought was intoxicating, tantalizing. Just one step away. . . Ibistuft yowled as she lost her balance and fell face first into the puddle. Embarrassed, she stood, shaking off her fur and running a paw over her face. She licked a water droplet from her nose, then sighed, for once glad she was alone on this hunting trip. She abandoned the puddle, reminded of her responsibilities, but the magic the puddle had put into her didn't fade so quickly.
SUNCLAN
COYOTEPAW - male; he/him - 9 moons - ace - APPRENTICE
"You can't expect me to drop everything and go off on some adventure! I need a notice three days prior so I can plan for it."
Coyotepaw is a light tan tom with a black 'tuxedo' covering his back halfway down to his stomach. The black starts lower on shoulders and tapers off until his hindquarters. His tail is striped with the tan and black, while the tip is white. A couple toes on each forepaw are colored white. He has green eyes with light yellow flecking near the centers. A short scar runs from the corner of his mouth to his cheek, but is only a skinny line and isn't really noticeable, but another scar cuts a half circle round his ankle of his right forepaw, this one more jagged and rough. He's a tall and thin cat with a long tail and a pointed muzzle, much like a fox's.
Coyotepaw is all about organization and order. He follows a routine, and doesn't like change. He tends towards overanalyzing things and overreacting to anything out of the ordinary. However, when it comes to planning and logic, Coyotepaw excels. He's a bit clumsy due to his youth, but has good reactions and is quick on his paws. He also has sharp eyes, particularly for movement or detail. He doesn't like making choices on the spot, and often takes a while to think things over, but once he's made a choice you'd be hard pressed to change his mind.
Born into SunClan.
BROWNIE
The little tan apprentice sat to the side of the clearing, trying to hold back a yawn. His light green eyes roamed the camp, though he didn't really know what he was looking at -- or for. It was a lazy morning, the time seeming to trickle by without anything happening at all. He pulled his paw through the dirt, absentmindedly making shapes and whorls in the dust. This was routine. He'd usually be found here, watching, at this time of day. That's what kept Coyotepaw going: his routine. Now was the time to sit by and watch. The tan tom blinked, then covered up the lines in the dirt again. He shook the dirt off his paw before licking the dust from the fur, and then watched some more.
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Post by Sand on Mar 11, 2017 20:59:57 GMT -5
s a n d ' s c h a r a c t e r s / / badgersnout (he/him) - USING - COMPLETED
morningpaw/?? (she/her) - USING lichenstream (she/her) - USING - COMPLETED mistythroat (he/him) - USING - COMPLETED MOONCLAN - -
BADGERSNOUT - MALE; HE/HIM - 27 MOONS - SEXUALITY
Badgersnout, named after his father and for his tracking/hunting skills. Large and muscular, this tom is composed of pale and dark colors that all snowshoe cats embody. The greater part of him is covered by a shade of pale cream/tan, reaching from the top of his head to his rump. His tail is long and sleek, appearing dark seal brown in color which matches his ears and a small patch on his hind left leg, near the ankle. On his face, Badgersnout has a tan and brown mask that starts at the top of his head and spreads down to beneath his eyes, then to the side of his face. A brown spot is found on the right side of his light pink nose. This mask isn't the dominant feature compared to the snowy white splash that comes between his eyes and makes its way down to his chest. He has white socks on all four legs, too. Clear, peaked blue eyes pop against his multicolored pelt.
The first thing one learns about Badgersnout is the fact he's simply arrogant; there's no way around it, he's as arrogant as one can get. He definitely has an air of pride about himself that's hard to explain, making him insensitive towards others. It's simple; he doesn't know nor care about other's feelings and he will be blunt about it. There's no doubt his thick skin has allowed a brave side to develop for this tom. Not to mention he's deathly loyal to his clan, but not one cat in specific. It's more for those that have passed before him and did all of the work, compared to those that surround him. Maybe he's not fond of his generation or is merely picky with his clan mates based on their own personal beliefs. Badgersnout is willing to persevere any trouble that comes his way no matter the consequences. If it benefits him and hands him strength, he'll take it in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, this causes him to act childish with his decisions and paths he has taken so far in his short life. He calls it having enough youth to last him until he's on his last leg, though most see it the other way around. The good thing about this is that he's definitely gallant and daring to face what's given to him, thanks to his shrewd standpoint. Remember-- one cannot give him credit for every right decision he's made yet he'll take it anyways.
Badgersnout was clan-born with two littermates; one passed as an apprentice from greencough and the other (shortly after becoming a warrior), from a fox fight. His mother and father weren't on good terms throughout his kithood, which left him and his littermates to be in the midst of their fights.
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While enjoying his little chase after the rabbit, Badgerpaw was getting closer and closer to the point he could actually leap forward and pounce on it. Of course, this plan of his was ruined instantaneously. Pulsating pain dug deep into his pale colored flank, his eyes flickering open and shut. "Ugh.." he moaned, wishing he could curl up into a ball but if he did.. his enemy here could kill him or severely injure him.
Getting to his paws shakily with his vision blurred, he did his best to get a look at the cat near him. His senses were coming back and the first thing he noticed was.. heather? And, of course, the scent of WindClan. I wonder what happened to my rabbit.. he thought before realizing something more important was happening in front of him. Right, let's stay focused!
"I'm intruding on WindClan territory? It's not my fault you don't mark your borders correctly!" he hissed, dark tail lashing behind him. He knew he shouldn't travel any further, but it was so tempting. Knowing it was best to stay in his place, Badgerpaw listened to his gut and stood in front of the WindClan apparentice. Trying his best to make himself look burly and muscular compared to the long-legged, skinny feline before him, he wanted to appear bigger in size and stronger in case there was going to be a fight. Barring his teeth, he lowered himself down, shoulders hunched up, and eyes narrowed. "Are you going to make a move or what, WindClan scum?" he taunted, knots forming in his stomach from the thought of a fight. He could take this scrawny cat, right?
Yes, yes, he could.
LICHENSTREAM - FEMALE; SHE/HER - 34 moons - UNKNOWN
Lichenstream is a medium-sized she-cat with broad shoulders, giving her a wider stance. Despite the fact she may appear larger than some females, she is oddly elegant. Blanketed by wispy pallid fur, it's easy to point out what covers the rest of her pelt, or at least from her head to her toe. Decorated by dark grey spotted tabby markings, a long line streams down her spine to her tail-tip. Her tail-tip is dark grey in hue unlike her chin which is white. She has very pale yellow eyes and an unexpected tear in her left ear; it's unknown how it got there, but Lichenstream has always assumed it was from a fox fight.
Just the sound of Lichenstream's name is enough to make one groan. Is it because she's bossy or maybe it's the fact she can be clever? It's hard to tell, really. On top of being bossy, she is vain, or what she calls "having pride". Thanks to th fact she's vain, Lichenstream is elegant in the way of being graceful such as when she hunts for she's a fine hunter. Hunting is the one thing she is skillful for, allowing the tabby to give a good boast. Though she is disorganized behind the scenes; it's something she's never had true control of and that, in itself, makes her anxious. The tense, fidgety feeling that she succumbs to is her enemy. From the times she's faced her anxiety, courage has risen in this she-cat to try and stop it. She's also courageous enough to protect those that she has a close relationship with or herself. But, of course, not everything is simple and easy as one thinks; and that's something Lichenstream has yet to realize.
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She was clan-born to her mother, whom died from kitting as did the rest of her siblings. Being the only survivior besides her poor excuse of a father, Lichenstream grew up with whoever she saw as an admirer.
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above in Badgersnout's form //
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MISTYTHROAT - MALE; HE/HIM - 26 MOONS - BISEXUAL
Mistythroat has quite the feminine name, doesn't he? It's difficult to tell whether this tom is female or male, especially when his appearance is brought into play too. Blanketed by long frosty white fur, his pelt is left clean as a slate for no colors embellish him. As for his build, it's easily seen that Mistythroat is not exactly your average male; he is considerably tall with long limbs. Having these long legs, he is, in fact, a swift runner. Tall, pale ears accompany him along with small, curved paws. The only mesmerizing part of this white feline are his eyes, which carry the heterochromia gene. That being said, both eyes are a different color; his left is amber-orange while his right is icy blue. They're definitely hypnotizing if you ever get a good look at them, of course.
Easily confused and skeptical, it's no wonder Mistythroat questions a majority of the things that one tells him. He might not even hear you too because his head is in the clouds. He's truly scatterbrained in that little head of his and what makes it more interesting is the fact this tom is a tad quirky. Well, it's more than a tad, but who's keeping count? Though he may be quirky, he's actually an amiable feline. He isn't one to get in fights and defend his claims for he doesn't really have one. When it comes to his own claims, he usually uses logic unless it's a touchy subject within the clan which he strays from. Luckily, he can come to understand both sides of an argument. Like a shadow in the night, Mistythroat does a fine job of being "invisible", whether he's eavesdropping or not. Unfortunately, he tends to be self-critical and brings up moments of his life, good or bad, to light and analyzes them. For this white male, he doesn't mind and doesn't allow it to affect him in ways that are hurtful unless something goes wrong. However.. what you don't know won't hurt you, right? Or at least that's what they say.
Mistythroat was clanborn with one clanmate, who died from a fox attack.
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MORNINGPAW - FEMALE; SHE/HER - 7 MOONS - UNKNOWN
Sturdy and compact, Morningpaw does not appear like some cats who are see as slender and athletic compared to her more chubby, round build. Her paws, eyes, and head are round-shaped and has a broad chest to pair. It's said that she has quite the fluffy, thick tail which tends to get in her way, to say the least. She has a short, dense coat that is adorn by two unlikely colors; blue, cream, and white. The majority of Morningpaw's pelt, from her head to her hind legs is blue-grey, much like the shade found on a British Shorthair. Between her eyes, a dash of cream that fades to white trails down to her chest. There are also faint streaks of cream that peer through her dominant blue-grey pelt, including both of her hind legs that are splashed in cream and white along with part of her thick tail. Her front paw is completely white as is her right, but only on the bottom. To finish this she-cat off, she is adorned by large, round brown eyes.
[ clumsy(neg), hotheaded/brash(neg), know it all(neg), stubborn(neg). | optimistic(pos), tireless(pos), alert(pos), confident(pos) ]
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Post by Salted Squid on Mar 11, 2017 21:19:45 GMT -5
I haven't roleplayed cats in literally forever... that said, I am interested
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 11, 2017 21:23:29 GMT -5
I haven't roleplayed cats in literally forever... that said, I am interested |
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Post by Salted Squid on Mar 11, 2017 21:27:45 GMT -5
I haven't roleplayed cats in literally forever... that said, I am interested Awesome! In that case I'll dig up some of my old chars cx)) |
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Post by Salted Squid on Mar 11, 2017 21:31:21 GMT -5
SunClan:
Skyblaze - Female, she/her - 23 - Bisexual
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Post by Brownie on Mar 11, 2017 22:08:26 GMT -5
well I think I'm done for the night. I haven't done this in way too long wowza but I finished one from each, Ibis will be done soonish she's more my minor character only really there to be silver's sib. I actually never used her as much as the other two, so she's a bit more difficult to write than they were. do we need to be approved or? ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 12, 2017 8:27:12 GMT -5
well I think I'm done for the night. I haven't done this in way too long wowza but I finished one from each, Ibis will be done soonish she's more my minor character only really there to be silver's sib. I actually never used her as much as the other two, so she's a bit more difficult to write than they were. do we need to be approved or? ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ »
However, on Coyotepaw's, you will have to change him not being clan born! You can have the mother be from Sunclan who then had kittens at the Orchard that were going to be sold, then able to send them back to Sunclan when she could. I'm sorry if this is any trouble c: |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 12, 2017 8:35:31 GMT -5
Salted Squid Sand Brownie @chasingfreedomsheart Sorry everyone! I forgot one of the most important parts- what rank your character is! I've added that in, please make sure to fill it out on your forms.
As for high ranks, the deputy and medicine cat will both start off as NPCs, but the medicine cat apprentice will be open. The deputy and medicine cat of both clans will die, the deputy to allow a real member to take spot, and the medicine cat after the medicine cat apprentice has been made a full medicine cat and allowing a real member to take the spot. The leaders will all also eventually die, although leadership is something to be discussed at a later date.
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Post by Brownie on Mar 12, 2017 11:02:37 GMT -5
well I think I'm done for the night. I haven't done this in way too long wowza but I finished one from each, Ibis will be done soonish she's more my minor character only really there to be silver's sib. I actually never used her as much as the other two, so she's a bit more difficult to write than they were. do we need to be approved or? ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ »
However, on Coyotepaw's, you will have to change him not being clan born! You can have the mother be from Sunclan who then had kittens at the Orchard that were going to be sold, then able to send them back to Sunclan when she could. I'm sorry if this is any trouble c:okie all fixed up. I was just trying to have a way to not include his family (since I usually roleplay them as a group, but I really didn't want to have that many cats here) I don't really mind it's the same thing either way |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 12, 2017 14:40:32 GMT -5
Yes, you do need to be approved every time you add a character! Silverhawk is accepted.
However, on Coyotepaw's, you will have to change him not being clan born! You can have the mother be from Sunclan who then had kittens at the Orchard that were going to be sold, then able to send them back to Sunclan when she could. I'm sorry if this is any trouble c: okie all fixed up. I was just trying to have a way to not include his family (since I usually roleplay them as a group, but I really didn't want to have that many cats here) I don't really mind it's the same thing either way |
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Post by Sand on Mar 12, 2017 15:27:29 GMT -5
[ I had a feeling something was missing in the form ~
I'll have my forms done by tonight, just struggling with choosing two other characters >: ]]
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Post by Brownie on Mar 12, 2017 16:22:52 GMT -5
I like the name lichenstream it's so cute
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Post by Brownie on Mar 12, 2017 17:36:05 GMT -5
tada all cats finished ;D
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2017 17:37:40 GMT -5
Do cats have to be clanborn for right now? I'm trying to write up my histories and just thought I should ask before I go too crazy  |
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Post by Brownie on Mar 12, 2017 17:40:02 GMT -5
I think so? Unless there's a really good reason for them to be assimilated, but with the ebb having been closed off for so long, it'd be unlikely. ^^
I had a similar situation if you want to read into that. It's a few posts up.
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Post by Sand on Mar 12, 2017 18:11:39 GMT -5
I like the name lichenstream it's so cute definitely using Lichenstream then o: just gotta decide on gender, I usually make them female ;; |
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Post by Brownie on Mar 12, 2017 18:44:36 GMT -5
I like the name lichenstream it's so cute definitely using Lichenstream then o: just gotta decide on gender, I usually make them female ;; yeah it sounds like a more feminine name. -stream is usually more on the feminine side, I think. But I could see it a male name as well. Little more difficult, but I could see it. either way, adorable name |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 13, 2017 7:50:19 GMT -5
Do cats have to be clanborn for right now? I'm trying to write up my histories and just thought I should ask before I go too crazy |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 13, 2017 7:50:39 GMT -5
tada all cats finished ;D |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Mar 23, 2017 12:18:52 GMT -5
[ bump! Apologies for my own inactivity as well! ]
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