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Post by Flarestream on Jun 17, 2017 21:41:44 GMT -5
 The first thing you notice about this forest is its lushness.
The vivid greenery—from the healthy plants shooting up from the forest floor, to the full leaves fluttering in the passing breeze—surrounds you in a blanket of calm. Birds are chirping merrily overhead in a perpetual song, while snapping branches give evidence of prey scuttling to and fro. This forest is alive! you think in wonder. How did I get so lucky as to stumble upon here, after so many moons of wandering?
Finally, a relaxing place to rest your paws. And to indulge in the abundant prey this paradise offers! You crouch down instinctively as a particularly plump squirrel enters your periphery. “Goodbye, hunger,” you mutter eagerly to yourself, your mouth already beginning to salivate.
You’ve barely taken a pawstep when with a thump, the squirrel is crushed to the ground by a tall, unfamiliar figure. They nip the critter’s neck gracefully, then approach you with the prey in their jaws. You blink, uncertain, at the cat’s confident stride.
“My name is Cherviltail, deputy of VerdantClan,” the cat announces as he draws closer. “And you are a stranger.” His gaze rakes over your scrawny build, betraying none of his thoughts. “Our ranks inhabit this great forest. We thrive in its midst, and in our thanks we give back to the land which our ancestors passed down to us.”
He considers for a moment. “I recognize your potential. I will bring you to Mothstar, who may consider letting you join us, and adapt to our way of life. Otherwise,” he continues seriously, “you will leave immediately.”
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RULES
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Moderately frequent activity should be a priority and is expected of all members, unless forewarned. Eventual deletion will occur if your absence is long enough (6 weeks or so). *Especially important for high-ranking characters: if you disappear for 3 weeks, they will be demoted so someone else can have a chance to take that position.
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No disrespect or inappropriate themes, in or out of roleplay.
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Please do not begin to roleplay until your initial characters are accepted.
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If you are asked to leave or address an issue, please do so politely.
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Please keep all names, descriptions, and scenarios realistic! Warriors should not be named to sound pretty, but instead based upon their attributes.
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Have fun!♣️
TO JOIN
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Name - gender - rank - semi-brief description (Screen Name)
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CLAN NEWS
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JUNE 2017
Mothstar returned from a patrol with some bad news - the queen Squirrelpelt was missing among Twoleg scent.
A patrol was sent out to find Squirrelpelt. Unfortunately, she was taken away by a monster and the patrol was unsuccessful.
Dappledfrost had her kits: Robinkit, Emberkit, and Moonkit!
JULY 2017 - CURRENT MONTH
Ruststar, the leader from seasons past, visited Mothstar, Sagegaze, and Rabbitpaw in a shared dream. He revealed a frightening prophecy and warning: "A storm will strike your Clan from the inside and the outside alike. There will be four, from the heart of your Clan, who will make the green grow crimson." Click HERE to view the full prophecy post!
**Four evil, unknown cats are living amidst VerdantClan. They will, as the prophecy forewarned, cause much death and destruction. Due to this knowledge, cats will be overall very hostile, mistrusting, and suspicious toward each other.
Friendships, family ties, and romantic relationships will be tested. Conflicts, confrontations, and interrogations will ensue, with cats inevitably stalking and spying on one another. These four cats, roleplayed by different people, are reputable and seem innocent. They can meet only in secret and must split up for fear of being sighted in a "group of four," which would definitely ring alarms with any suspicious cat. They will strike at the time the camp is FLOODED, while VerdantClan cats are desperately trying to salvage what they can and relocate. In the hectic distraction, these cats will reveal themselves, and unleash the horrible onslaught Ruststar apprised.
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MEMBER TRACK
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Flarestream: Cherviltail, Thrushface, Mallowstem, Mottlepaw, Pia
Feathertalon: Mothstar, Deadeye, Chickenflight, Squirrelpelt, Oakkit, Ma, Turner, Tinyflower
Myst the Extra: Chillberry, Copper
inky: Sagegaze, Littleblaze, Dappledfrost, Robinkit, Moonkit, Emberkit, Pinemist, Mouseshadow, Tawnystreak, Flowerpaw
lemon ✩: Wovenheart, Rabbitpaw, Brightnose, Blankie, Milkburr
whispering: Ebonyflower, Mudfleck, Quailpaw, Blazepaw
✧ 5 AM: Cloudyshade, Ravenpaw, Crowpaw, Yarrowsplinter
sodapop: Lionwhisker, Rosepaw, Moltedscar
Sparrowstep: Willowheart, Amberclaw
Ivyfang: Frostnose, Ashpool, Whitefoot, Jaggedpelt, Petalpaw
fernstream: Grasspaw, Dawncloud
willowflower: Ashy, Leaf, Rajni
Daydreamer: Crowblaze, Morningwhisper, Firefrost, Waspwing, Bitternfeather, Brightstorm
TellTaleHeart: Palepaw, Chris, Ember
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 17, 2017 22:00:55 GMT -5
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A L L E G I A N C E S
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♣️ LEADER ♣️
- Mothstar - female - leader - a long-legged dusty brown spotted tabby she-cat with amber eyes. she is stoic and level-headed, able to push aside her own emotions to decide the best for her own clan. (Feathertalon)
♣️ DEPUTY ♣️
- Cherviltail - male - deputy - tall white tom with a bit of black piebald spotting here and there. green eyes and long, plumy tail. calm, chill, mellow. goes with the flow, neutral, and a good cat to have in a crisis. speaks very slowly; some cats underestimate his intelligence. content with his Clan, doesn't enjoy conflict, and only fights when absolutely necessary. (Flarestream)
♣️ MEDICINE CAT ♣️
- Sagegaze - Female - Medicine cat - Average sized thin she-cat with pale cream colored fur. Her fur with on the longer side so she looks a bit bigger then she is. Her eyes are a pale green color, but her left eye is half brown. She is a soft cat gentle and soft spoken. She cares for her clan like they were her own kits. (Inky)
♣️ MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICES ♣️
- Rabbitpaw - male - medicine cat apprentice - a small, fluffy tom with dull grey fur. his tail is stumpy and his ears are big. easily excitable and overly friendly (lemon ✩)
♣️ WARRIORS ♣️
- Thrushface - female - warrior - blue gray she-cat with yellow eyes. she has a broad, distinctive face, and she is unusually muscular--a bit chubby, too. very strong and good in a fight, though she loses stamina quickly. energetic and peppy, often acts like an over-sized kit. talks a lot, and LOUDLY. a little gullible; she always searches for the best in cats, but sometimes obliviously.
(Flarestream)
- Mallowstem - female - warrior - spiky-but-soft furred black she-cat with calculating green eyes and a very small build. likes to think she is mysterious; keeps mostly to herself. speaks politely, but not more than necessary. extremely defensive regarding her size. (Flarestream)
- Deadeye - male - warrior - a long-furred black and white tomcat with blind green eyes. he lost his eyesight as a young warrior but has managed to keep up with his tasks despite this. he is a very dedicated warrior with a large heart. he does all he can to provide for his clanmates. before he received a name change, he was known as swallowfur. (Feathertalon)
- Wovenheart - female - warrior - a scarily thin black cat with striking yellow eyes that seemingly glow in the dark. her fur is short but thick and her tail is long. she has a disorder that eats away at her muscles, but she claims that she's fine. stubbornness is her number one trait. (lemon ✩)
- Littleblaze - Tom - Warrior - A large tom with an orange tabby pelt. Ironically he was a runt but he grew a lot more than his siblings and is now a rather bulky tom. His eyes are a bright amber, that almost matches his pelt. He is a quiet cat, not really one for words unless he is really mad then he doesn't stop ranting. He is a fierce warrior who is more serious than he should be. (Inky)
- Ebonyflower - Female - Warrior - Slim, sleek-furred pure black she-cat with forest green eyes. Ebonyflower is known as one of the social butterflies of the Clan. Trying her best to be kind to even the meanest cat. (whispering)
- Mudfleck - Male - Warrior - Big bulky, ticked tabby tom with white paws, chest, and muzzle. Having tufted ears and a long, plume tail. Dark Amber eyes. Mudfleck tends to keep away from his clanmates. Coming off as rude to most due to his sarcastic ways. (whispering)
- Cloudyshade - female - warrior - A sturdy, average-height, wide feline with medium-length, glossy black pelage with a dash of white upon her tail, and blue eyes. Fierce and strong-willed, Cloudyshade is a protector and a mother, never backing down from a fight she believes in, but preferring to discuss issues first. Crowpaw and Ravenpaw are her sons, and the father is unknown. (✧ 5 AM)
- Lionwhisker - Male - Warrior - Lionwhisker is a stocky long-haired ginger tom with splotches of white making up his chest, muzzle, and underbelly and bright amber eyes. He was large white paws and hind legs with long white whiskers. He is known for his almost motherly-like attitude towards apprentices and kits because of his experience with raising Rosepaw and loves to teach those younger then him. He can easily crack a smile in the worst of situations and enjoys the company of those around him. Older brother to Rosepaw. (sodapop)
- Willowheart - Female - Warrior - Willowheart is a young she-cat with light grey fur that is mottled with darker grey specks. She has dark green eyes with flecks of amber near the pupil, and always looks curious. Personality-wise, Willowheart is a very compassionate cat, and often takes it upon herself to comfort those around her. She tends to avoid conflict if possible, but will fight ferociously, if necessary, to defend those she loves. (Sparrowstep)
- Amberclaw - Male - Warrior - A muscular tom with reddish-brown fur and amber eyes. He has large ears and paws, both tipped with white. His muzzle and tail are also white, and he has a few darker spots along his spine. He's playful and flirtatious, and likes to be the center of attention. He can come off as a bit of a jerk, but he has a much softer side, hidden beneath his dense fur. It just takes a while to find. (Sparrowstep)
- Chillberry - Male - Warrior - A small-framed, heterochromatic white tom with brown tabby patches with a smaller patch exclusively over his left eye. With one green eye and one blue-gray eye, he appears rather friendly considering there's no way the warrior could come off as intimidating. He's extremely friendly and caring, unwilling to see the bad in anybody. He is, however, a bit on the oblivious side, leaving him prone to jump scares amongst other things. He's secretly gay. (Myst the Extra)
- Chickenflight - male - warrior - a slender and long-legged black and white tomcat with apple green eyes. he's polite, gentle, and just an overall sweetheart. he's very close to his brother chillberry. (Feathertalon)
- Frostnose - She-cat - warrior - she has a pale gray pelt with a white underbelly, paws and tail tip, and a blaze on her nose as well as dull, light blue eyes. She is sweet, and timid, and tries not to get attached to anyone. (Ivyfang)
- Ashpool - She-cat - warrior - she has a dark gray pelt with a white underbelly, front paws, and muzzle. Her eyes are a dull blue- green. She is kind and gentle and cares about all cats. (Ivyfang)
- Tinyflower - female - warrior - a brown and white munchkin she-cat with large green eyes. typically she's sweet and kind but having suffered a lot of trauma in her life she can easily become volatile and unpredictable. (Feathertalon)
- Milkburr - female - warrior - with milky white fur and bright blue eyes, milkburr is quite the looker. her ears are curled, thanks to her american curl heritage, and her legs are slight shorter than average. due to the losses and abuse throughout her career in life, she tends to be on the...well, rude side. she's never been happy nor perfect, so she generally resorts to anger and sarcasm. (lemon ✩)
- Whitefoot - tom - warrior - his long hair is white with burnt brown points, white paws, and sky blue eyes. He tries to be kind, but he has a short temper and is always ready to fight. Especially if it means protecting loved ones. (Ivyfang)
- Yarrowsplinter - male - warrior - A spindly, nimble creature with hard, lean muscle beneath his skin. Not fur- because, well, he honestly doesnt have any. A hairless cat he is, entirely pale pink-peach in color, with wrinkles in creases, and his eyes are heterchromatic- his right is pale blue, his left is light green. Slow-speaking to the point of eloquently threatening, he is smart as the whip of his thin tail, protective of his ideals and willing to offer such guardianship to those who agree with him, he always seems to have all the cards. (✧ 5 AM)
- Pinemist - Female - Warrior - Pinemist is a pretty pure white she-cat with long silky fur and striking green eyes. She is a good friend and rather easy to trust others. She is a bit of a prankster when she is feeling bored. So most try to keep her occupied so nests don't go missing as a joke. She is the oldest in her liter; Mouseshadow, Dewpaw, Meadowpaw, and Frostkit (Inky)
- Mouseshadow - Tom - Warrior - Mouseshadow is an average sized tom, he was the runt of his liter so he was lucky to have grown up to be averaged sized. His fur it short and brown, he has a patch of white on his chest and the same green eyes as his litermates. Mouseshadow has been rather withdrawn since he was young due to the deaths of three of his siblings. The only cat he really talks to anymore is his sister Pinemist. He is a fine warrior non the less, just quiet. (Inky)
- Tawnystreak - Tom - Warrior - Tawnystreak is a small tom, with brownish orange fur and yellow eyes. He is a charming tom who is rather flirty unknowingly most of the time. He really is just a kind soul who is nice to everyone for the most part. He is a fast warrior and likes to show off in front of the she-cats. (Inky)
- Moltedscar - Male - Warrior - Moltedscar is a lean and tall, short-haired tom with a dark brown coat and black colored tabby marks making up most of his flank and lighter marking predominantly on his chest and face. He has dim green eyes and a white underbelly. He also has a jagged scar coming from the right of his mouth to the corner of his nose, which causes his gums to be slightly shown. Moltedscar is a very charismatic and independent tom who will use his height and scar to intimidated others whenever he can. He is ambitious and direct by nature, with a strong desire to achieve greatness and is also very outspoken in his beliefs and headstrong when arguing about his opinion on something. ( sodapop )
- Dawncloud - Female - Warrior - a orange and red she cat with light blue eyes and white paws she is energetic and enthusiastic she makes quick decisions that can sometimes be reckless and bad (FernStream)
- Crowblaze - tom - warrior - Crowblaze is a short, broad-shouldered tom with a thick black pelt. He has a nick in his ear from battle. Crowblaze is a kind cat to his kits, mate, and Clanmates, but if any cat threatened them, he wouldn't hesitate to leap to the rescue. He can be a bit of a showoff, sometimes meaning to but not on other occasions. He likes impressing other cats, and gets pride from it. His mate is Morningwhisper. His kits are Firefrost, Waspwing, Bitternfeather, and Brightstorm (Daydreamer)
- Morningwhisper - she-cat - warrior - Morningwhisper is a pretty she-cat, with her tall and lithe build. She has long, golden tabby fur. She has a fierce love for her kits and mate, but can be very secretive and sarcastic with the rest of the Clan. Very few cats avoid this treatment, most of them being family. Her mate is Crowblaze. Her kits are Firefrost, Waspwing, Bitternfeather, and Brightstorm (Daydreamer)
- Firefrost - tom - warrior - Firefrost is the perfect image of his father in build, being short, but still appearing strong. His ginger pelt is long. Firefrost is a determined tom who always finishes what he starts. Whether that be something for the Clan or just an accomplishment for him to be proud of, he will finish. He is flirtatious, but often fails. He is humorous, but not generally at a good time. His parents are Crowblaze and Morningwhisper. His siblings are Waspwing, Bitternfeather, and Brightstorm (Daydreamer)
- Waspwing - tom - warrior - Waspwing, likes his father, is short, but he has the lean build of his mother. His short pelt is golden tabby. He is a sarcastic cat, arguing with all that he meets except for his parents. Even his siblings don't escape. Really, he doesn't mean harm. Waspwing just likes peace and quiet. His parents are Crowblaze and Morningwhisper. His siblings are Firefrost, Bitternfeather, and Brightstorm (Daydreamer)
- Bitternfeather - she-cat - warrior - Bitternfeather is a tall and lithe she-cat, and is identical to Morningwhisper in build. Her short pelt is tortoiseshell. Bitternfeather is a kind cat, helping most everyone she meets whether or not they want it. In fact, she is one of the few cats who don't care about Waspwing's harsh words. She loves the company of others, and she is extremely clingy to everyone she's friends with and if a tom broke her heart, all of her emotions would be broken. (Daydreamer)
- Brightstorm - she-cat - warrior - Brightstorm is a pretty calico she-cat. She is tall and broad-shouldered, which is not very common among she-cats. She has an interesting personality. She is generally nice, but is very sensitive when it comes to insults. She will start yelling and arguing, but if you don't say anything wrong, she's good. (Daydreamer)
♣️ APPRENTICES ♣️
- Mottlepaw - male - apprentice - mottled brown and cream tom with faint amber eyes. stocky build, can be overanxious. constantly seeks approval; strives to be utterly perfect, but greatly disappoints himself when he falls short. will work himself to the bone if not moderated. (Flarestream)
- Quailpaw - Female - Apprentice - Thick-furred white she-cat with seal bicolor markings. Having a dark brown tail, ears, and parts of her face. Her flanks are a ligher shade of brown. With pale blue eyes. Quailpaw is an adventourous young cat. But, though always seeking adventure, knows she's the top cat. (whispering)
- Blazepaw - Male - Apprentice - Thick-furred, prodominently brown tomcat. With white paws, chest/neck, as well as underbelly. As well as a white blaze in the center of his forhead. Very protective of those he love and care about. And he's also equipped with a shortened temper. (whispering)
- Crowpaw - male - apprentice - A lean, tall feline with short-length, glossy creamy white fur that is splotched by massive black patches, and golden eyes. Charismatic and opportunistic, he is a wily and intelligent sort who uses deceit to feed his selfishness. Ravenpaw is his brother, Cloudyshade his mother, and a father unknown. (✧ 5 AM)
- Ravenpaw - male - apprentice - A lean, tall feline with short-length, glossy creamy white fur that is splotched by massive black patches, a noticeably all-black head, and blue eyes. Refined and stern, his level head and maturity is far beyond his age, but he is just as selfish as his brother. Crowpaw is his brother, Cloudyshade his mother, and a father unknown. (✧ 5 AM)
- Rosepaw - Female - Apprentice - Rosepaw is a small long-haired cream colored she-cat with light ginger tabby markings on her face, legs, and tail and a light pink nose. She has wide amber eyes and long white whiskers. Rosepaw is best described by her gentle soul and a amazingly patient and level-headed attitude towards most situations. Younger sister to Lionwhisker. (sodapop)
- Petalpaw - tom - apprentice- his pelt is white with orange tabby patches and green eyes. He has very feminine features as he is trans. He is energetic and outgoing but he has a hard time talking to others. He loves to learn and picks up on things rather quickly. (Ivyfang)
- Grasspaw - Male - Apprentice - A brown tuxedo with eyes the color of gold and he is very quiet and reserved at first but when he gets to know others he won't shut up but he is VERY loyal and will die for his clanmates (FernStream)
- Flowerpaw - Female - Apprentice - Flowerpaw is a pale cream colored she-cat with a smushed face, resembling a Persian cat. Her eyes are bright blue. She is a fierce cat with a sweet spot for kits. Normally she is harsh and sarcastic but with kits she turns into a glaze eyed angel. (Inky)
- Palepaw - She-cat - Apprentice - A dilute-calico with a long tail and pretty green eyes with darker flecks. She is calm and sweet most times, but is quick to anger. She is fiercely loyal to those she is close to, and always looking for a chance to prove herself in their eyes. (TellTaleHeart)
♣️ QUEENS ♣️
- Squirrelpelt - female - queen - short and plump gray tabby she-cat with a white dash on her jaw and down her chest. she has large amber eyes. she is an independent she-cat and stubborn. she is especially protective over her only son, especially due to the fact that his father is unknown to the clan. (Feathertalon)
- Dappledfrost - Female - Queen - A silver and black she-cat with pale blue eyes. Her fur is covered in black dapples. Dappledfrost is a kind cat but, she is also very firm. She is outspoken and doesn't waiver once she has made a decision. (Inky)
♣️ KITS ♣️
- Oakkit - male - kit - a thick-furred brown tabby tomcat with amber eyes. he's playful and energetic, blissfully unaware of the clan's suspicions toward his only half-clan heritage. (Feathertalon)
- Robinkit - tom - Kit - A mostly long limbed mostly white tom with a big patch of tortoiseshell at the base of his tail that leads all the down to the top of his tail. He has pale blue/grey eyes. He is rather smart and a very quick learner although he like to down play that fact. He tends to downplay everything by being rather lazy and aloof. (Inky)
- Moonkit - she-cat - kit - Being almost the splitting image of her mother she is a small she-cat with long silver fur and black dapples,the only real difference is she has a few white speckles and her eyes are golden in color. A ball of fire is the easiest way to describe this she-cat. She doesn't take anything from anyone (except her mother) this is due to being the only female of her liter. She is a princess of sorts but isn't afraid to defend her opinion. (Inky)
- Emberkit - tom - Kit - He is a chimera cat, he is silver like his mother but he has patches and spots of tortie all over and half of his face is tortoiseshell, one top of his odd coloring the tom cat two different colored eyes. One is blue and the other yellow, the blue one is cloudy and blind. He is the cat who has to prove himself, being the youngest in his liter and being half blind has always made him very aware that he is different. So he makes up for it by being very social and hard working. He is a lot like his mother with her sweet nature and he is always helping anyone the best he can. (Inky)
♣️ ELDERS ♣️
- Brightnose - female - elder - a long-furred Siamese with flame points. her eyes are a bright blue, though she's blind. she's a crabby cat, always snippety unless she's getting food, or talking to kits. (lemon ✩)
♣️ LONERS & ROGUES ♣️
- Pia - female - loner/former kittypet - brindled pale brown tabby, white markings and pale green eyes. a bit skinny due to post-kittypet life and the trials of learning to hunt/fend for herself. bold and defiant, perhaps picking more fights than she's capable of carrying through--and scars on her chest/flanks prove so. set on being independent and providing for herself. often too prideful to request help. (Flarestream)
- Turner - male - loner - a skinny brown tabby tomcat with large amber eyes. he's calm and pretty easy to get along with, but he can get a bit territorial over his things. (Feathertalon)
- Jaggedpelt - She-cat - rogue - calico with amber eyes. She is sharped tounged and bossy, but she has a a kind heart (Ivyfang)
- Ashy - male - loner/former kittypet - a large gray tabby tom with long, fluffy fur, a white belly, and white paws. he also has large blue eyes that continue to gaze at the world with kit-like wonder. he looks and acts very cuddly and sweet, the perfect lap cat - when he was one. now that his owner and mate Mintie are no longer with him, he is devoted to caring for his young daughter Leaf. he is an adventurous cat who is often lost to daydreams and wild fancies, but is deeply devoted in his family's health and protection. with his kind heart and friendly attitude, Ash appears to chained to a kit-like naivety and maturity, but he actually possesses the greatest control over his own emotions, determined that, no matter what the situation is, he'll greet with a smile. (willowflower)
- Leaf - female - loner - a young tortoiseshell she-cat of six moons. her fur possesses the long fluffiness of her father Ashy, cream-and-brown colored with white paws and eyes the crisp green color of summer leaves. still recovering from the death of her mother Mintie, she is a brave, pragmatic, and ambitious cat who is determined keep her father safe. a natural leader, she is very friendly and enjoys the company of other cats, but grows jealous very easily and has little patience for those who don't meet her standards. she has a strict moral code that she sticks to stubbornly, leaving her a proudly moralistic cat who will be loyal to the very end. (willowflower)
- Rajni - female - rogue - a particularly majestic feline with pale green eyes that seem to judge your every movement. her fur is black from head to neck, spilling out into a deep russet color that fades back into black along her back to her tail and down to her paws. she is quiet and stern, observing every detail with a keen eye and a quick mind. cunning and curt, she is less of a friend and more of a manipulator, using whatever tactics her mind and tongue can whip up to get what she wants. and she is fully capable of getting what she wants. at the moment she is three weeks pregnant. (willowflower)
- Chris - Tom - Loner - Chris has a short white pelt with faint silver tabby stripes, his eyes are a silvery blue. He is charming, determined, friendly, protective, ambitious. He is exceptional in battle, and always eager for a fight. He lives alongside his littermate, Ember. (TellTaleHeart)
- Ember - Tom - Loner - A ginger tabby except for his white tail-tip, muzzle, chest, belly, and legs from the elbow down, with a small ginger patch on his right forepaw. His claws are kept long. He prefers to think before he acts, carefully planning his moves, which leads to him over-thinking things and paying for it later. He is a decent fighter, and tries to help when he can, but sometimes jumps to conclusions about other cats' intentions. (TellTaleHeart)
♣️ KITTYPETS ♣️
- Blankie - male - kittypet - bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. two phrases to describe this fluffy boy. he's white with grey tabby splotches and bright green eyes. very interested in clan life. (lemon ✩)
- Copper - Female - Kittypet - A large and thick furred gray Maine Coon with almond shaped copper eyes, a white 'mane' and white paws. Generally larger than most, she tends to tower slightly over others. Copper, though seemingly quiet, rather likes talking to others if they initiate conversation. She's friendly, and might as well be the definition of curiosity killed the cat. (Myst the Extra)
- Ma - female - kittypet - an elderly gray cat with amber eyes. she's spunky for her age but also enjoys exploring the forest as it reminds her of her rebellious days. (Feathertalon)
♣️ (FAMILIAL AND ROMANTIC) RELATIONSHIPS ♣️
Ma + ? = Turner & Pia
Squirrelpelt + Turner = Oakkit
Cloudyshade + ? = Crowpaw & Ravenpaw ? + ? = Lionwhisker, Rosepaw
? + ? = Chillberry & Chickenflight
Dappledfrost + ? = Robinkit, Moonkit, Emberkit
Ashy + Mintie = Leaf
? + ? = Pinemist, Mouseshadow, Dewpaw, Meadowpaw, & Frostkit
Crowblaze + Morningwhisper = Firefrost, Waspwing, Bitternfeather, & Brightstorm
? + ? = Chris, Ember
♣️ MENTORSHIPS ♣️
- Mottlepaw (Flarestream) is mentored by Wovenheart (lemon ✩)
- Blazepaw (whispering) is mentored by Littleblaze (Inky)
- Quailpaw (whispering) is mentored by Deadeye (Feathertalon)
- Crowpaw (✧ 5 AM) is mentored by Ebonyflower (whispering)
- Ravenpaw (✧ 5 AM) is mentored by Lionwhisker (sodapop)
- Rosepaw (sodapop) is mentored by Mallowstem (Flarestream)
- Petalpaw (Ivyfang) is mentored by Amberclaw (Sparrowstep)
- Grasspaw (fernstream) is mentored by Mudfleck (whispering)
- Flowerpaw (Inky) is mentored by Whitefoot (Ivyfang)
- Palepaw (TellTaleHeart) is mentored by Brightstorm (Daydreamer)
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 17, 2017 22:37:09 GMT -5
Squirrelpelt - female - queen - short and plump gray tabby she-cat with a white dash on her jaw and down her chest. she has large amber eyes. she is an independent she-cat and stubborn. she is especially protective over her only son, especially due to the fact that his father is unknown to the clan.
Oakkit - male - kit - a thick-furred brown tabby tomcat with amber eyes. he's playful and energetic, blissfully unaware of the clan's suspicions toward his only half-clan heritage.
i'll probably make a few more cats later when i get ideas o:
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 17, 2017 22:49:19 GMT -5
wow this coding stuff is a lot of effort (I'll probably get too lazy soon lol)
The sun beat down, heavy but thankfully not overbearing. A slight breeze ruffled Thrushface's blue-gray pelt, and she sighed blissfully. "Greenleaf, finally!" she exclaimed triumphantly to the trees, drinking in the rich scents. The forest around her--known for its lush beauty--was chirping and swaying. "...almost as if it's alive," she sung to herself, tail swinging back and forth and she strolled on.
The large she-cat made her way past the largest oak in the forest, and she gazed up at its distant branches. "Hello, oak, top of the morning to you!"
Mottlepaw followed Thrushface at a distance, looking concerned. Of course his real mentor had to be ill, right in the heart of his training. It was nothing serious, but he had to continue his training. As for today and maybe the next, he had been assigned to the most...exuberant...cat in the Clan. She didn't have a horrible personality--as being positive definitely had leverage over negative, but... "I have to wonder if she's really mentor material," he breathed to himself honestly. What if she scared away all the prey in the forest by talking to inanimate objects...?
Just as he said so, the warrior stumbled over one of the great oak's roots. Mottlepaw doubled his pace, catching up to her in a few heartbeats. "Are you okay?"
"Never better!" Thrushface responded without missing a beat, but gave him a strange look. He wondered if she had heard his little previous comment, and immediately regretted saying anything aloud at all. After all, Thrushface had caught a squirrel already, while he'd caught...well, nothing. Shame began to prick at his pelt.
"Maybe...could we split up? We could cover more ground that way," he suggested, a little timidly. "I can go near the stream..." He knew he was better at catching fish than woodland prey.
Thrushface tilted her head for a moment, gazing at him for a few moments with sudden maturity that surprised him. "Alright," she mewed finally, her voice cheerful. "Be safe. I'll check on you in a bit!" With a swish of her tail, she disappeared deeper into the undergrowth.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 17, 2017 23:07:29 GMT -5
just gonna use some placeholder names for the leader and deputy o;
if you want i can make a cat for one of those ranks ]
A rustle from the entrance of the nursery suggested that the Clan's youngest member was awake and ready to play. A blur of brown tabby fur escaped from the heavily guarded den, a puff of giggles and laughter coming from the ball. Following it was a flash of gray, a small his of displeasure as a larger feline slipped out.
"Oakkit," the queen muttered, her tail lashing, "I told you not to leave the nursery just yet! Your fur is a mess!"
The little ball of fluff, the young feline known as Oakkit, let out a huff of exasperation. He looked up at his mom with wide eyes that were starting to deviate from the kit-blue hue to a soft amber. "But, Squirrelpelt, I want to join one of the patrols! Have any been made yet?" Oakkit looked around frantically for any signs of the Clan's deputy or leader. They were bound to be around somewhere, right? Oakkit wanted to go on a hunting patrol or a border patrol with some of the Clan's finest warriors.
A soft sigh came from the kit's mother. Squirrelpelt loved her kit dearly, but he was sometimes way out of paw. It seemed like today was going to be one of his days where he was just as stubborn as his mother. "You're much too young for a patrol right now. When you're older I'm sure Stonestar and Acornfoot will love to have you help on patrols, but you're just a kit. Why not play in the camp?" It would be a lot safer for him if he simply stayed in camp and didn't try to run off on a mock patrol like he had two sunrises before. Squirrelpelt had been beyond herself when she noticed her son had been missing. Luckily a patrol lead by Mallowstem had found him not too far from camp. Squirrelpelt wouldn't know what to do if her son went missing and was never found - he could be a pawful, but he was the love of her life.
Oakkit lashed his tail in annoyance. Why did he have to be so small? He wanted to be a big warrior like Cherviltail or Thrushface. He wanted to be a warrior now and wanted to go on patrols. He huffed, giving up on the patrol for now, but he would soon be at it again, especially when Squirrelpelt was looking away from him.
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 17, 2017 23:16:45 GMT -5
go ahead boo!! you can make a leader if you want (I'm too lazy for the ceremony stuff hehe)...I could make one of my warriors debooty (who do you think?)
OAKKIT IS SUCH A BB
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 17, 2017 23:21:10 GMT -5
ooo alright ;D
yes yes yes be my deputy
OAKKIT IS WEIRD
give me a second to get my kitty up - im gonna make a second one to have four |3
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 17, 2017 23:29:33 GMT -5
Mothstar - female - leader - a long-legged dusty brown spotted tabby she-cat with amber eyes. she is stoic and level-headed, able to push aside her own emotions to decide the best for her own clan.
Deadeye - male - warrior - a long-furred black and white tomcat with blind green eyes. he lost his eyesight as a young warrior but has managed to keep up with his tasks despite this. he is a very dedicated warrior with a large heart. he does all he can to provide for his clanmates. before he received a name change, he was known as swallowfur.
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 17, 2017 23:45:08 GMT -5
okay just disregard the first starter lol I might reuse it later!! I changed my mind I want these two in camp c:<
and I gotta go, thanks for doing this <333333333333 I missed RPing with you so muchhhh night mom
edit: omg even steven xD
Mottlepaw padded into camp, trailing after his temporary mentor. His head was ducked in embarrassment, and he wished no one would pay the duo any mind. A tiny fish hung in his jaws, all that showed for the entire afternoon's hunt. As far as he knew, no other cat even enjoyed fish...! At there was Thrushface padding ahead, laden with prey. As I should be.
The young tom scampered to the fresh-kill pile, depositing the fish and slipping away before (hopefully) any cat could notice. He headed toward the first shelter that came into sight--the nursery--and came face-to-face (or rather, chest-to-face, considering the other cat's size) with Squirrelpelt and her kit.
Mottlepaw did a double take. "Uh, sorry," he apologized to Squirrelpelt, his tone polite. "I was just going to...play with Oakkit!" It was a lie, sure, but he looked kind of creepy almost stepping into the nursery--and he had to have some sort of excuse. "If that's okay," he added as a quick afterthought. He wasn't sure how protective the queens were--there were all new queens since he had been in the nursery himself.
He grinned in a facade of confidence at Oakkit, hoping he'd be responsive to this invitation. "Hey! Want to have an adventure?"
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After depositing her prey on the fresh-kill pile, Thrushface glanced around camp, frowning uncharacteristically. She had noticed Mottlepaw was acting a little down, and she wanted to encourage him.
Was that him, walking toward the nursery?
That's sort of...strange. Unless he's bringing fresh-kill for the queens and kits? He had left empty-pawed, hadn't he, though?
Shaking out her pelt, Thrushface headed toward the nursery, a bounce in her step as usual. "Oh!" she mewed in delight when she saw Squirrelpelt. "How are you? Busy with the little one?" The bluish she-cat glanced over the nursery with affection, recalling her days spent inside. Sometimes she evened volunteered to take care of chores inside the beloved den. She was a seasoned warrior, not an apprentice, sure--but she loved to see the kits and tell them stories, their enthusiasm matched.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 18, 2017 0:12:44 GMT -5
ooo camp c;<
aww night my child, i missed role-playing with you toooo ;w;
the most even of stevens /ovo/ ]
The queen hadn't even noticed the other cat heading her way thanks to her attention all on Oakkit. She jumped back a bit, her fur fluffing out in surprise as Mottlepaw ran into her and almost made her stumble. Small as she was, a surprise attack very easily could knock her down. She knew, however, that the tom meant no harm to her. She smiled softly in greeting, relaxing herself and smoothing her fur back down. There was no sense in snapping at a young apprentice for running into her. She might as well take it in stride as long as he meant no harm to her and her son.
The tabby flicked her tail in a peaceful motion. "No need to apologize, Mottlepaw. We all have our moments." Squirrelpelt's tone was soft. She wasn't angry at Mottlepaw in no way. "Are you?" The queen's whiskers twitched with amusement. "Oakkit will love that. He's full of energy today." It wasn't every day that a cat came to the nursery to play with Oakkit. Most of the Clan would barely even bat an eye at him, and if they did it was to glare and mutter something about his heritage. Squirrelpelt did not have a mate within the Clan and had never been close to a tom during the moons before she fell pregnant. And when she had given birth no tom had been there for her either. The Clan automatically assumed she had mated with a loner passing by. Whether or not it was the truth she would never say, at least not to those she knew would harm her kit if given the chance.
Squirrelpelt perked her ears upward when she noticed another set of paws coming her way. She gave one last glance toward Mottlepaw and Oakkit before turning her attention to see who was approaching. "Ah, Thrushface, hello," the queen greeted with a purr. Thrushface was one of the few cats that still actually talked with Squirrelpelt in a civil manner. She smiled at the mention of her energetic son. "Very busy. He wants to go on a patrol, and he doesn't understand he's much too young for such a task. I pity the cat who mentors him, he'll certainly give them a run for it." A twitch of amusement passed through her whiskers. Squirrelpelt adored her son, but she had to admit that even for a kit he had a lot of energy.
A mrrrow of amusement came from young Oakkit when he noticed a larger tom padding over to him. The apprentice's name flashed through his mind, and he immediately puffed out his chest in hopes of impressing the older cat. "Hiya, Mottlepaw! I was just trying to convince Squirrelpelt to let me go on a patrol. That could be our adventure!" The brown tabby jumped a few times before beginning to run around Mottlepaw with his tail straight up in the air. "I bet you get to go on a lot of patrols. You're so lucky!" Oakkit longed to be an apprentice and then a warrior. He wanted to be like his mom and wanted to be like Mothstar. Oakstar had a nice ring to it, did it not? Yeah, Oakstar! The valiant leader of VerdantClan! The tom leaped forward in excitement at the thought of leading the Clan, his fluffy tail spiking with the excitement.
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 18, 2017 12:32:12 GMT -5
Sure, you guys can have those positions as long as you're active!
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 18, 2017 13:01:59 GMT -5
ooo camp c;< aww night my child, i missed role-playing with you toooo ;w; the most even of stevens /ovo/ ]
The queen hadn't even noticed the other cat heading her way thanks to her attention all on Oakkit. She jumped back a bit, her fur fluffing out in surprise as Mottlepaw ran into her and almost made her stumble. Small as she was, a surprise attack very easily could knock her down. She knew, however, that the tom meant no harm to her. She smiled softly in greeting, relaxing herself and smoothing her fur back down. There was no sense in snapping at a young apprentice for running into her. She might as well take it in stride as long as he meant no harm to her and her son.
The tabby flicked her tail in a peaceful motion. "No need to apologize, Mottlepaw. We all have our moments." Squirrelpelt's tone was soft. She wasn't angry at Mottlepaw in no way. "Are you?" The queen's whiskers twitched with amusement. "Oakkit will love that. He's full of energy today." It wasn't every day that a cat came to the nursery to play with Oakkit. Most of the Clan would barely even bat an eye at him, and if they did it was to glare and mutter something about his heritage. Squirrelpelt did not have a mate within the Clan and had never been close to a tom during the moons before she fell pregnant. And when she had given birth no tom had been there for her either. The Clan automatically assumed she had mated with a loner passing by. Whether or not it was the truth she would never say, at least not to those she knew would harm her kit if given the chance.
Squirrelpelt perked her ears upward when she noticed another set of paws coming her way. She gave one last glance toward Mottlepaw and Oakkit before turning her attention to see who was approaching. "Ah, Thrushface, hello," the queen greeted with a purr. Thrushface was one of the few cats that still actually talked with Squirrelpelt in a civil manner. She smiled at the mention of her energetic son. "Very busy. He wants to go on a patrol, and he doesn't understand he's much too young for such a task. I pity the cat who mentors him, he'll certainly give them a run for it." A twitch of amusement passed through her whiskers. Squirrelpelt adored her son, but she had to admit that even for a kit he had a lot of energy.
A mrrrow of amusement came from young Oakkit when he noticed a larger tom padding over to him. The apprentice's name flashed through his mind, and he immediately puffed out his chest in hopes of impressing the older cat. "Hiya, Mottlepaw! I was just trying to convince Squirrelpelt to let me go on a patrol. That could be our adventure!" The brown tabby jumped a few times before beginning to run around Mottlepaw with his tail straight up in the air. "I bet you get to go on a lot of patrols. You're so lucky!" Oakkit longed to be an apprentice and then a warrior. He wanted to be like his mom and wanted to be like Mothstar. Oakstar had a nice ring to it, did it not? Yeah, Oakstar! The valiant leader of VerdantClan! The tom leaped forward in excitement at the thought of leading the Clan, his fluffy tail spiking with the excitement.
"A patrol, huh?" he responded, his amber gaze flickering back to the kit as he spoke. "Yeah, patrols are pretty cool!" Except the one he had just returned from, but Oakkit didn't need to know that. "I go on them often," he continued thoughtfully, looking toward the entrance of camp. "Even though they're not always super eventful, it's good to know that you're offering service to the good of the Clan." He glanced suddenly down at the younger tom, suddenly realizing that his keenness to join a patrol could be of danger to him. If he gets out of camp--again--this one will be on me!
"You have to wait till you're a 'paw to start going on patrols," he backtracked gently. "When I was a kit--which wasn't too long ago--that's all I wanted to do, too. But I've seen a fox or two, and I realize all the dangers in the forest would have been a lot more threatening to my safety, had I been as small as you." He flicked his tail-tip at Oakkit's shoulder, a friendly purr showing he meant no offense.
"We can still adventure, though! How about we patrol around camp? We could pretend the warriors are prey and predators." He hoped Oakkit would be down to use his imagination--he wasn't sure what else to offer, but he knew he couldn't take the kit out of camp. His mother was just a few tail-lengths away, after all!
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Thrushface purred in response to the smaller queen, her whiskers twitching in amusement as Squirrelpelt went on. "I can think of a time, not too long ago, when I was the same way," she mused cheerfully, wrapping her tail around her paws as she settled down beside her friend. "He may be a pawful, but that drive to learn will make him a great warrior someday. And a star apprentice, too."
Truthfully, she'd love to mentor the little tom. She hadn't had a new apprentice in a while--if you didn't count mentoring Mottlepaw for a day--and Oakkit was brimming full with energy! "I wonder who he got that enthusiasm from," she laughed, then trailed off. The blue-gray cat glanced a little uncertainly at her companion, not meaning to bring up her son's parentage--she knew Squirrelflight was sensitive about the issue. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 18, 2017 14:01:11 GMT -5
This was his chance, it just had to be! With Mottlepaw at his side he could do all sorts of things. He could go outside and explore the world outside of camp, he could catch a mouse for her mom. He would make her eat it to see how she liked being forced to eat the weird creature. His mom was so mean to him, telling him he was getting too old for milk. As if! A cat could never be too old for milk. So yeah, warriors didn’t drink milk from their mothers anymore, but every cat in the Clan wouldn’t acknowledge Oakkit as a warrior yet anyway, so he was still allowed to drink milk. He wouldn’t give it up until he was a strong warrior!
But asides from drinking milk and eating mice, Oakkit had one thing on his mind - patrolling. He looked up at Mottlepaw with wide, inquisitive eyes, the look of a kit searching for excitement. ”Camp is just so boring! I want to get out there and do something. Squirrelpelt got to go outside the other day without me! She had Deadeye watch me, but he can’t even see!” Even if the tom was completely blind he had made sure Oakkit stayed in camp. Not once did the black and white tom have trouble keeping track of the mischievous little tom. It was a bit upsetting really. Just when Oakkit thought he could sneak out of camp, Deadeye had been there to stop him.
Now Mottlepaw was starting to sound like Deadeye and Squirrelpelt and every other cat out there. ”I don’t want to wait that long! Squirrelpelt still says I’ll be a kit for another three moons. That’s forever!” He was only three moons right now, waiting another three moons would be reliving his boring life all over again! Interest then sparked in his eyes at the mention of foxes. ”What are they like? I bet I could take one on! They’ll call me Foxslayer!” Mothstar would award him with his warrior name early if he went out and brought down a fox all by himself. He would receive a name change to show off his talents. Every fox in the forest would be terrified of him!
While fighting foxes seemed like the better idea to Oakkit, he decided to settle with patrolling in camp. Something told his little kit brain that it was best to accept that then argue with Mottlepaw about how they should go outside to do their patrol. ”Alright, but only if we’re both warriors on a patrol! You can be Mottlepelt, and I’ll be Oakclaw!” With that the little tabby bounded off, headed toward the first den he could find.
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Despite listening to Thrushface Squirrelpelt always had one ear angled toward Oakkit’s direction. During her time as a mother she had learned how to divide her attention and be able to hone in on more than just one thing around her. She gave a subconscious purr as she heard her son bound off with Mottlepaw, the thought of those two playing with one another melting her heart. Mottlepaw would do well with a friend, Squirrelpelt thought to herself. He was a hard worker yet a bit self-doubting. Perhaps Oakkit’s cheerful spirit would lift Mottlepaw’s own.
Squirrelpelt offered a soft laugh in response to Thrushface’s words. ”It seems like there have been more seasons to count since I was as starry-eyed as a kit,” the queen mewed with a distant tone to her voice. She had been much like her son as a kit if not a bit more reserved. Spunky, she had been spunky, but her energy had a bound unlike Oakkit’s. And while Squirrelpelt couldn’t say she had never tried escaping camp as a kit, she could say she never had dreams as big as Oakkit’s about getting out and patrolling, hunting, and fighting for his Clan. ”His energy will make him a fabulous warrior. The Clan will be proud of him.” There was a very faint undertone to her words as she spoke them. Squirrelpelt knew how suspicious the Clan was of her son. They knew his father wasn’t a Clan cat. Despite this the queen was going to do all she could to help her son achieve his goal as a trusted warrior. He was more than his bloodline. One day the Clan would look past his “impure” blood and see Oakkit as he truly was.
With this already on her mind it was no surprise that the tabby felt her defenses go up when Thrushface mentioned Oakkit’s enthusiasm. The queen felt her ears flatten against her cranium slightly, eyes narrowing. ”His enthusiasm comes from himself. A kit without enthusiasm is most likely a sick one.” Squirrelpelt’s words were harsher than before. She knew she shouldn’t be harsh with Thrushface, but Squirrelpelt couldn’t help it. Her defenses had risen ever since Oakkit had been born and by now growing sharp had become second nature to the queen.
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 18, 2017 21:40:37 GMT -5
Cool, I'll add you! ^^ Sorry I couldn't be on more today, Father's Day stuff.
Tomorrow I'm starting a summer course, but I should still be able to come on frequently (just not mornings/afternoon, but I never wake up early anyways). o:
Also, I used to have a really nice VerdantClan banner, layout, territory, etc. from the old forums--but I can't seem to find the coding anywhere & I'm so lazy omg
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 18, 2017 21:44:12 GMT -5
ooo summer course o:
awww that sucks ;;
i can maybe type some things out if it'll help you out? i mean it won't be fancy but xD
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 18, 2017 21:50:45 GMT -5
Yeah I'm not excited, but it'll help me out in the long run :C I petitioned to have it with some of my friends haha
Sure fam! I'm gonna keep looking for the layout tho bc I really liked it... it probably won't be too hard to recode but I'm v lazy (as you know) xD
I'm gonna reply in a moment, it'll probably be shorter though because it's taken me a while to do the last few & I need to sleep soon
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 18, 2017 21:52:56 GMT -5
yeah but helping in the long run is for the best<3
alrighty ;D i may not get to that tonight anyway so you have all the time in the world to look for the layout
tis fine tis fine uwu no need to do long replies all the time bby<3
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 18, 2017 22:20:56 GMT -5
OMG WHEN HE WAS LIKE "AS IF!" I CRIED A LITTLE INSIDE WHAT A BEAN c": Cher Horowitz as a tom kit
"Camp can be pretty boring," Mottlepaw sympathized slowly, wondering if this would work after all. He didn't want to be the cat to convince or restrain Oakkit from exploring beyond the camp boundaries, but... he could relate to the younger cat's frustration. "But three moons will pass before you know it!" He tried to make his tone more optimistic. "Just think of it as just about one more season, instead of three moons. Leaf-fall will be here before you know it! It'll be magical, I promise."
Technically, Mottlepaw had been born at the close of the previous Leaf-fall, so he hadn't exactly left the den and experienced the season himself. But he had heard all about its beauty, and he could only imagine catching stray rust-colored leaves in the wind...
"Oh, foxes?" The mottled tomcat was broken out of his thoughts. "They're vicious! The ones I encountered were two older cubs. Luckily I was on patrol with a bunch of experienced warriors, so I didn't have to do the brunt of the fighting." He licked his chest fur self-consciously. He had been only six or seven moons at that time and nearly apprenticed, so the warriors had shoved him aside and instructed him to take cover. "Wouldn't like to meet them again, though. Imagine what a full-grown one could do!" He shivered. "Good thing we never met the mother--maybe she died." It was unlike mother animals, no matter what kind, to abandon their young unless in a dire situation.
"Okay, Oakclaw," he grinned, stretching out his forelegs. "Let's see if we encounter a full-grown fox! Or a badger!" He followed in pursuit, gazing at the apprentices' den. "I think it's empty," he whispered in an undertone. "But there are some war--I mean, rabbits--outside the warriors' den..." He lowered into a crouch. "Be careful--they're really fast!"
(maybe Deadeye and Mallowstem if you want?)
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"The Clan will definitely be proud of Oakkit," Thrushface confirmed adamantly, flicking her ears. "A mother's support is one of the most important things for a young cat..." She mewed this softly, straining her memory to recall her own mother's supportive words and kind teachings. She had died when Thrushface was in her late apprenticeship, but Smokefur had been her biggest cheerleader and influence.
"...and you're a wonderful mother," she finished.
"Oh!" she mewed in surprise, unable to help it, at Squirrelpelt's harsher tone. "Of course, Squirrelpelt." Thrushface dipped her head sincerely, not fazed at all by the change in the air. The gray she-cat barely let a situation provoke her, and she understood where she went wrong in the conversation. "Look at them go," she purred in amusement, gaze following Oakkit and Mottlepaw. "I haven't seen Mottlepaw around these parts too often, but maybe they'll become bros good friends."
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 18, 2017 22:21:43 GMT -5
OMG I SAW YOUR POST TOO LATE XDD
I'll make the next one shorter ^^'
edit: we should make a ~~drama plot~~ soon
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 18, 2017 22:28:29 GMT -5
IT'S FINE
don't worry about length shh quality is what counts ;D
i love me some ~drama~
and i mean im gonna romance like all of your cats so there can be drama in that too
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 18, 2017 23:20:10 GMT -5
im probably going to bed soon, but i do have mothstar open~
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 18, 2017 23:37:20 GMT -5
either of those three are fine with me uwu
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 18, 2017 23:50:54 GMT -5
So Mottlepaw did agree. Camp was indeed boring after all if more than one cat agreed. Oakkit nodded, taking this newfound information to heart. Either he had to become an apprentice now or something in camp had to become exciting. After all, playing with Squirrelpelt was only fun for so long. He sighed, soaking in the rest of the other tom's words. "I suppose that makes it seem a bit shorter..." Only one seasoned compared to three moons did make the wait sound more bearable, but Oakkit still knew in the back of his mind that he would have to wait three more moons. Ugh, that was going to take forever! Why couldn't he just be six moons now?
Six moons old... He would be Oakpaw then. He would go out and defend his Clan with his mentor at his side. He would fend off any wily foxes that strayed too close to the VerdantClan border. He would be the hero of his Clan! Oakkit felt his tabby fur fluff out at the thought. He looked up at Mottlepaw with those curious kit eyes. "Oh, Mottlepaw, I'm sure you could have skinned those foxes! If I ever see 'em I'm gonna tear them apart." A growl slipped from the tabby's throat; he pounced forward, stumbling over his companion's paws in a clumsy attempt at a pounce. Instead of feeling embarrassment at his obvious failure Oakkit merely shook it off with a laugh as he got back to his paws.
With mirth already rushing through him, the kit's joy only increased as he heard Mottlepaw use his new warrior name. Oakkit - no, Oakclaw - nodded, a wide grin spreading across his face. "I'll get all those mangy foxes and badgers! I'll chase down all those rabbits," Oakkit promised as he crouched down like he had seen from his mother when she told him stories about her hunts. His was sloppy and off balance but luckily he wasn't chasing real prey.
"Rabbits spotted," Oakkit whispered when the two warriors Deadeye and Mallowstem came into view. "They don't even know we're here, Mottlepelt." Oakkit carefully stepped closer to the two warriors, his amber eyes intently set on the two. Oakkit was still somewhat far away from the two warriors, but a well trained cat would be able to tell that Deadeye had already noticed the two approaching. His senses were extremely sharp, having been like that ever since he had lost his eyesight. But of course, being the kind soul he was, he gave no indication that he knew the two were coming besides a very subtle twitch of the ear.
Oakkit paused in his prowl. He crouched even lower to the ground, rump wriggling as he prepared for a pounce. Within the next few seconds he had propelled himself forward with a fearsome - it would be considered fearsome if one was a tiny worm about to be smushed under the paws of a much larger creature - yowl as he attempted to "catch" Mallowstem.
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The tabby queen couldn't help but purr as Thrushface mentioned how the Clan would be proud of Oakkit. Squirrelpelt had high hopes for her son. If the Clan could get past their suspicions over him then they would see what a truly amazing warrior he would make for VerdantClan. "That it is. I probably would have been made a warrior late with how stubborn I was if my mother didn't sit me down and talk with me about it." The she-cat's whiskers twitched with amusement as she thought back to her mother Jayflower. Squirrelpelt's mother had been a compassionate permanent queen while she was still alive. She had lived to be quite old, passing away peacefully in her sleep some seasons before Oakkit's birth. Squirrelpelt knew Jayflower had lived a long and wonderful life and it gave her peace to know that one day she would reunite with her mother in StarClan one day.
The tabby snapped away from her thoughts; leaning down she gave her chest fur a few sheepish licks. "You really think so? I try my hardest to be the best mother for my son." Squirrelpelt had dedicated her life to Oakkit the moment she found out she had been expecting kits. She truly understood the ferocity of a mother's love toward her kits.
This ferocity came out when Squirrelpelt felt as if her son was threatened. It could be incredibly harsh at times while more subtle at times. Luckily for Thrushface her anger had been mild and was easily forgotten as the conversation took a wise turn for the better. Squirrelpelt turned her amber gaze to where her son and Mottlepaw were playing. A large smile crossed her muzzle. "They'll be good for one another. I believe Oakkit could get Mottlepaw out of his shell. I've noticed how hard he can be on himself at times... Now that his mentor died not too long ago, I wonder how that will effect Mottlepaw in the long run." The queen couldn't help but worry about the brown and cream tomcat especially now since his mentor joined StarClan not long ago. Perhaps Oakkit would help get Mottlepaw over his self-doubt and subconscious worry, and maybe Mottlepaw could help Oakkit learn how to tame his energy in return.
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 19, 2017 21:29:40 GMT -5
I'm back, finally o: math for eight hours today I'm stiLL RECOVERING (and tomorrow...and the next day...and the next)
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