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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 13, 2017 22:12:42 GMT -5
 ● post one - table of contents, rules
● post two - links, acknowledgements
● post three - welcome, territory
● post four - news, members, plots
● post five - relations, census
● post six - allegiances: leader, deputy, medicine cat
● post seven - allegiances: senior warriors, warriors
● post eight - save
● post nine - allegiances: senior apprentices, apprentices
● post ten - allegiances: queens & kits, elders, outsiders
● post eleven - allegiances: starclan, place of no stars
● post twelve - save  General Rules ● Know that the rules listed below are not meant to hinder or annoy you, but to save you and other members from future frustrations. With that in mind, do not skip the rules. Read them, and be sure that you understand them before proceeding. Understand that we, the admins of this role-play, can change the rules in accordance to what is needed. If you have any questions regarding these rules, do not be afraid to come forward with your inquiries.
● We have what are known as 'Clan Systems' here. These guidelines play an integral part regarding how this role-play functions and proceeds, so be sure to read through them. Member Requirements ● In this role-play, quality is valued over quantity. If you are considering joining, we simply ask that you be sure of your ability to reply with appropriate response lengths, detail, and are capable of creating and pulling off intricate plots, all while maintaining proper timing and grammar.
● While staff members within this role-play are required to be active for at least six days a week, regular members without high positions are required to be active for at least four days a week. Remember that out of character chat does not count towards your activity, and that the staff here will be keeping a close eye on your status and level of activity. Every two weeks there will be an activity check, and inactive members will be dealt with in accordance to breaking this rule. If you cannot remain a member of this role-play, please notify the staff so that we may remove you, and free up characters. If you require a hiatus, you will not receive any negative consequences because of your inactivity. Joining ● Do not manipulate the joining form provided here in any way, either by personalizing it to your own preference, or by simply disregarding the coding altogether. If you do not understand the coding or are encountering issues regarding it, please voice this concerns, as we will gladly help you understand and fix the problem.
● LBGTQ+ characters are all welcomed here.
● Feel free to create relations between your characters and those of other members here. Do not, however, proceed to do this if you do not have the explicit permission of the opposing character's creator. Along with this, we also ask that you refrain from attempting to join with your own character's romantic interest.
● When creating your character, make sure that their design falls in line with that of actual genetics. Do not exceed what is believably possible in the make-up of a cat. If you cannot provide evidence to support your character's design, then you will be required to change it.
● As this is not a strictly romance-oriented role-play, the characters that you join with are required to have an alternative purpose aside from finding a mate, falling in love, and having kits. If this is your motivation for joining this role-play, then we advise that you find a different, more suitable role-play to support your goals. Consequences ● If a member violates or breaks a rule for the first time, they will be issued a warning. Two warnings will equal a star. A star is not something that you want to receive here, as you may only have five stars before being deleted from the role-play. You may rejoin once and will automatically start on the second star. Now, when a member gets to the second star, they cannot "attend" the gathering and their characters must remain in camp for the next two days. For the third star, their apprentices may have an additional training session added on before they become a warrior. If they do not have an apprentice but have a warrior acting as a mentor, that warrior's apprentice will be assigned a new mentor for a week, and their character may become sick or receive punishment. If the member happens to have both an apprentice and an acting mentor, the admin may decide on which approach to then take. When a fourth star is issued, it will result in a repeat of previous punishments, and a week's suspension from the clan. Now, if the member has joined two Clans, the two residing admins will then discuss if this will affect both clans or just the one. If they show a better attitude in the other clan, your punishment it will only proceed in the clan they're not doing as well in. Finally, the fifth star will result in deletion. If a member rejoins after being deleted once, they cannot have any special plots, positions, or even apprentices until two weeks in. If the member continues to improve beyond those two weeks, then the admins can discuss the possibility of cleaning their slate. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 13, 2017 22:28:55 GMT -5
"Nothing can stand against the force of water, just as nothing can defeat RiverClan warriors when we rise up together. But when trouble comes, RiverClan knows how to weave through the dangers, adapting to the changed world, just as the river flows around rocks and over waterfalls. We are grace. We are power. We are RiverClan." — Leopardstar on RiverClan in Secrets of the Clans, page 40   The Lake territory for RiverClan does not have any name by Twolegs. However, the Twoleg names for the borders are Littlepine Road, Littlepine Sailing Center, and Whitechurch Road. The territory includes the River Alba. Landmarks here include:
➤ Greenleaf Twolegplace - During greenleaf, Twolegs come here to swim noisily.
➤ Halfbridge - A peculiar bridge that ends halfway in the water. Twoleg boats are anchored to it.
➤ Lakeshore - RiverClan owns the south to western part of the lake shore.
➤ Camp - Like the other camp, this camp is tucked away on a piece of land surrounded by two streams, making it well-defended.
The camp is full of lush trees and streams full of fish. There is a main stream that joins a smaller one, and on that triangle of land, RiverClan's camp resides. In the camp, there is a nest of brambles which is where the nursery is. It is strongly reinforced. In other thickets are the elders' and leader's den. The medicine's den is behind a thorn bush and overhangs the stream. The earth was washed away, leaving a pool in the roots and a hole in the bank. This is essential for the medicine cat who can store their supplies and get fresh water any time. There aren't as many shiny things as the old camp, but Twolegs often leave behind shiny things that the cats can use to decorate their nests. However, they have to be careful, as not all Twoleg things are safe for them.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 13, 2017 22:42:52 GMT -5
The news will be divided into two sections. Role-play news details events that have occurred out of the role-play and will also have special announcements. Clan news will summarize past events such as plot events, character deaths and births, and other things. Role-Play News Date Summary Date Summary Date Summary Clan News Date Summary Date Summary Date Summary Feathertalon | Active Duskstar, Velvetfur, Cloudstream, Heronpaw
Warnings ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 | Active Dawnwatcher, Blizzardhawk
Warnings Featherwing | Active Stormtrail, Hogtusk, Winterwings, Torrentsquall
Warnings Sand 🎃 | Active Feathercreek, Oakjaw
Warnings dou | Active Goosenose, Nettlewhisper
Warnings ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » | Active Cranedance, Gullbreeze
Warnings flytes, | Active Looncall
Warnings  RiverClan currently has no active role in the overall plot for the four Clans. Please refer to the Clan's main plot until Act II is ready to be posted. RiverClan's leader follows the Warrior Code completely. While this is a good quality to have, the leader takes it her loyalty to the code too far - cats who break even the most trivial of rules are severely punished, some even exiled. This has gotten RiverClan in a stir. The RiverClan cats are either afraid of their leader and her harsh punishments or secretly trying to rid her of leadership as her punishments are much too harsh. In the middle of this the fish, especially the pike, have seen a dramatic rise in mercury levels, making many RiverClan cats sick. This sickness has the leader convinced that a group of cats continues to break the Warrior Code over and over to bring down StarClan's wrath - unbeknownst to her her suspicious are wrong and the sickness is merely a random event. Unfortunately the herb to cure the sickness does not naturally grow near the river - RiverClan has learned to grow and harvest the herb themselves, but with demand high the herb is used up; luckily the herb grows abundantly in ShadowClan territory. With ShadowClan going through their own struggles, RiverClan's leader decides to make an alliance with the pine-dwelling cats - RiverClan will give them protection if ShadowClan gives them herbs. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 13, 2017 23:29:30 GMT -5
The relations are separated into different mini-sections. For cats that are not part of the Clan, they will be in their respective colors. Outsiders of any kind will be in #ffffff. RiverClan will be in #b1d6ff. ShadowClan will be in #FFC5C5. SkyClan will be in #FF9F6E. ThunderClan will be in #93BD93. WindClan will be in #C5C0D0. She-cats will be in italics. Deceased cats will have an asterisk (*) next to their name. Litters will be separated by semi-colons and will go from oldest to youngest. KinTorrentswell* + Ivylark* = Stormtrail, Gullbreeze, Troutleap*
Goosenose + Craneleap* = Heronpaw
Hornetblaze* + Shrewfrost* = Looncall
Stormtrail + Dawnwatcher = Blizzardhawk; Troutkit*, Streamkit* Mentors & Apprentices Gullbreeze mentors Heronpaw
Dawnwatcher mentors Moraypaw Mates, Crushes, & Friendships
Stormtrail and Dawnwatcher are ex-mates  ● Males - 9/∞
● Females - 8/∞
● Senior Warriors - 0/∞
● Warriors - 17/∞
● Queens - 0/4
● Kits - 0/24 [Maximum Amount]
● Apprentices - 2/10 [Includes Senior Apprentices]
● Elders - 0/∞
● Outsiders - 0/∞
● Forbidden Romance Cooldown - 0/12 Moons [Weeks will not be counted due to potential time-skips; this Clan is open to a forbidden romance.] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 13, 2017 23:38:25 GMT -5
 ➤ Duskstar | 45 moons | Female | Homosexual A large and thick-furred dusky calico she-cat with amber eyes. When it comes to the warrior code this she-cat follows it strictly, and she expects her Clan to do the same. Any broken code results in punishment. The code, to her, is her life and should be taken just as serious as hunting should be. She is also a proud cat. Whether it be proud of herself or proud of her Clan, Duskstar is a prideful leader which is both a good and bad trait to carry. Along with this she is an authoritative cat, certainly able to keep her Clan in line at any given time.
➤ Feathertalon  ➤ Stormtrail | 50 moons | Male | Heterosexual There are large cats, and then there is Stormtrail. A mountain made of dark grey fur with a distinctive clawed scar over his muzzle and seemingly eternally exasperated amber eyes, this male is of clear Maine Coon descent. Born to two loyal RiverClan warriors, Stormtrail is the oldest of a litter of two, his sister being Craneleap. His beloved nephew is Heronpaw. A fierce warrior in his own right, Stormtrail is a stoic tom. He doesn’t tolerate scenes or fussing and has no patience for the mischief of young apprentices trying to seek glory. Barring that grumpiness, he’s a nurturer- family, duty, honor are the words he can be heart scolding reckless apprentices with. He is a cautious cat, preferring to stay out of entanglements unless he is absolutely needed. Oddly enough, Stormtrail is still mourning the loss of his sister, Craneleap, and dotes on her kits. He attempts to hold up the law to the letter, and the strain of increasing responsibilities sometimes give him stress driven nightmares. Stormtrail has for the most part outgrown childish impulses to ignore his problems, and will seek help when needed. He is often describes as honorable, almost to a fault. The problem with honorable people is that they assume the rest of the world is honorable too. This will likely be his downfall. ➤ Featherwing  ➤ Feathercreek | 39 moons | Female | Pansexual Feathercreek has an extremely long, thick coat. With a wide head and ears set far apart, her large amber eyes peer out immediately. She also has a somewhat short muzzle. Her fur starts off as a very light shade of silver, almost appearing white in the sunlight. Fortunately, there are dark grey mackerel tabby stripes streaming down her pelt, evidently darker on her short legs. ➤ Sand 🎃 |
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 13, 2017 23:54:37 GMT -5
 ➤ Name | Age | Gender | Sexuality Description of five sentences minimum ➤ Tagged Member  ➤ Velvetfur | 32 moons | Male | Bisexual Named after the soft velvet found on a buck's antlers, this tomcat is known for having exceedingly soft and smooth fur. He is a glossy and sleek-furred charcoal Bengal with yellow eyes. Despite being a former kittypet, he is well adjusted to Clan life. He is known for being sly, slinking around and finding things out with ease like some wily fox. He's a charmer, though, and most can forget about his sly nature after he's charmed another. Velvetfur is also slightly ambitious. Even still he's a dedicated Clan cat with a sense of loyalty to hold himself together. ➤ Feathertalon  ➤ Cloudstream | 29 moons | Female | Pansexual A pretty lilac she-cat with a 'mane' around her neck and a feathery tail; she has pale green eyes. This she-cat is as calm as anything and the very definition of go-with-the-flow. She's a peace-loving molly with the idea that battle is needless and simply not worth it. She sees life as something not to rush, something to keep a steady pace with, and she certainly keeps a steady pace. Nothing tends to bother her at all, and she's certainly a level-headed cat who seems to experience nothing such as anger, impatience, aggression, or anything of the sorts. ➤ Feathertalon  ➤ Hogtusk | 28 Moons | Male | Bisexual Entirely too fluffy for his own good, Hogtusk is a large, muscular dark brown marble tabby cat with blue eyes. Now, looking at Hogtusk, you'd think he was a berserker, a cat of rage and raw strength that would ensure his victory against the average cat. After all, he's covered in little nicks and scars, nothing particularly horrifying but it's clear he's had some adventures. This of course is from an outside perspective. Everyone in RiverClan knows that his name is a bit of a misdirection. Hogtusk is a softie, a big, terrifying softie. He'll stop a patrol to pick up a pretty feather to put in his nest, or to smell a flower. He'll dive into those thorns to get some berries. Goodness knows what he'll do to reach that especially shiny stone. He is easily flustered by pretty cats too, and often finds himself tongue tied or generally perplexed by his own incompetence at eloquence. Usually he's good with words, if not a bit high brow about it. He's a softie amongst his Clan and for the most part indifferent to other Clans– though he has a particular bitterness towards those of the ShadowClan allegiance. It goes back to his love for pretty things. There was a pretty yellow flower right across the border and young Hogtusk decided he wanted it. So he crossed the border, only to come face to face with a patrol of ShadowClan cats. Besides getting chased back across the border, the ShadowClan cats trampled the flower. The barbarians. Hogtusk has never really forgiven them. ➤ Featherwing ➤ Oakjaw | 22 moons | Male | Homosexual With fur dark as the midnight black sky, Oakjaw is definitely plain in looks. He doesn't really have anything that's distinct about him unless you count a small nick in his right ear and his fitting sleek fur. He isn't a large tom, but he does have long limbs, making him considerably taller. Oakjaw has round, pale yellow-green eyes and tall ears. Much like an apprentice, this tom is childish and very playful. His behavior can be seen as erratic, even when he's sensitive.
➤ Sand 🎃  ➤ Goosenose | 38 moons | Male | Heterosexual Goosenose, being only in his late thirty moons, is a cranky feline. He's part Persian, giving him that look of anger and frustration. Well, that look isn't too off. With a grey tabby pelt, and ears smaller than average, Goosenose was given his name quite wittily. His fur is short and thick, nearly waterproof as most RiverClanner's. Named after a bird known for it's anger and fight, he's lived up to his prefix. While his suffix is obvious, it's not what you think it is. "Oh, he's a wonderful tracker, isn't he!" Wrong. He was given the suffix -nose due to the fact that when he was just an apprentice, he got bit right on the nose by a spider. It was swollen for days after that, and it earned him his suffix. Now, onto his personality. Merely over 35 moons, Goosenose is what you could easily call a grumpy grandfather. He's wide and broad unlike RiverClanners, but he's a strong swimmer. His legs are powerful, which give him an advantage when battling. ➤ dou  ➤ Nettlewhisper | 20 moons | Female | Bisexual Nettlewhisper is a fairly masculine female. Her fur is short, and her frame is lithe to glide through the water quickly. But her head is wide. Ears short to her skull giving her more of a streamline appearance other than her blocky skull. Her fur is a black-and-white hue, her legs being white while the rest of her is black. She blends in well when looking from a bird's-eye or from down under. Her eyes are a bright orange, giving her more of a stern look. Nettlewhisper is known for her quietness. She's silent when hunting, and when fighting. Even just in her day-to-day life. She's never been a huge fighter, though if it's needed to be done she will do it. She's peaceful when it comes to most things, but if you mess with her friends you're in for a time of your life. ➤ dou ➤ Gullbreeze | 50 moons | Male | Bisexual A muscular tom with large broad shoulders. A thick coat of light grey fur with black tabby markings drape over his large tom. A few markings become a bit circular around his face, adding in a few spots here and there. His eyes are a deep green in color, one scar over his left eye. His ears are a bit torn from previous battles. Though he loves to fight, he takes his Clan's safety very seriously. His pride in his family is very strong and he keeps it at the top of his list. He is the tom that'll be there for a cat when they need it, he never wants anyone to feel in the dark. ➤ ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ »  ➤ Cranedance | 30 Moons | Female | Heterosexual Long beautiful white fur comes from this girls small body. Like cranes wings, she has black wisp markings throughout her fur. Cranedance's ear tips are also black along with multiple points along her body. She has one sea blue eye and the other is a light leafy green. Cranedance is a very motherly cat, even though she is not a mother. She tends to take cats under her paw and teach them as she was taught, even if she is not their mentor. Taking care for everyone seems to be a goal of hers. Very talkative and sweet, it's easy to get along with Cranedance. ➤ ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ »  ➤ Looncall | 22 Moons | Male | Bisexual Looncall was named for the black and white birds that frequent the lake, filling the air with their mournful cries. He is a black tom with a splash of white on his muzzle that runs down his throat to his chest and two white paws. He has a long, thin body that is built on lean muscle rather than bulk, and a long tail. He wasn't expected to grow very tall since neither of his parents were large, but his legs have given him some considerable height. His coat, while short, is thick enough that it keeps water out, and is surprisingly soft. Looncall is best known for his kind heart and calm demeanor. He appears unruffled in most cases and desires only to serve his Clan to the best of his abilities. He was the model kit in the nursery, never getting into as much trouble as his denmates. He was far more interested in story time with the elders, and as such, picked up plenty of wisdom from them. He enjoys hunting and fishing, but can hold his own during battle as well. He is a great listener and gives great advice when asked for it. He prefers to avoid drama of any sort and always seeks a diplomatic approach to problems. He tries to avoid battle at all costs, but that doesn't mean he's a coward. He just hates fighting.
➤ flytes,  ➤ Dawnwatcher | 49 Moons | Female | Heterosexual Dawnwatcher is a cat of elegance. She has long, soft fur that's brindled with darker stripes. She has a pale coat with splashes of white all over her. Her eyes are pale ice blue. Dawnwatcher was formerly the mate of Stormtrail. They trained together and eventually fell in love. Their first litter together resulted in one daughter: Blizzardhawk. Their daughter had grown and the two tried again for another litter. Unfortunately, Dawnwatcher had fertility issues. They were lucky enough to have one daughter and despite the risk, tried for another litter. The litter was stillborn. This led to a crack in Dawnwatcher's relationship. What made it worse was that she had withheld the information that her kits would most likely be born stillborn from Stormtrail. With that, the two split, however they still oddly remain on friendly terms. ➤ ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁  ➤ Blizzardhawk | 28 moons | She-cat | Bisexual Blizzardhawk is a long-furred tabby she-cat. She takes her gray coloring from her father, Stormtrail and her white splotches from her mother, Dawnwatcher. She's large in size, but still looks small compared to her father. Blizzardhawk is a wonderful hunter. She greatly enjoys swimmer, even in the harsh season of leafbare. Her pale coat disguises her in the snow. Her eyes are the same pale ice color that her mother has. ➤ ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁  ➤ Winterwings | 25 moons | Female | Heterosexual A long furred white she-cat with patches of soft grey. Eyes of green flecked with gold– hazel, if you want to pin point it. The only way you'll see the gold is if you are right up in her face, which is liable for you to get scratched. When asking others what she's like, you'll typically get the response "friendly enough." That pretty much describes her entirely, she's friendly enough. Doesn't get into brawls, doesn't get involved in politics, genuinely likes most cats– the only time you'll hear her complain is if it gets too cold. She hates the cold. Refuses to get any real work done if there's more than an paw depth of snow on the ground. It's a mess. Could be because when she was a young apprentice, Winterwings got stuck by the lake during a blizzard. She nearly froze to death before they found her, thus ended her interest in anything chilly. Strong hind legs means she can jump pretty well and far– her name should have been Winterfox, for she jumps and lands on prey much like a fox does in the snow. Hence the "wings"– for just a moment, mid jump, she feels like she can fly. Then she hits the ground and everything is back to normal. ➤ Featherwing ➤ Torrentsquall | 28 moons | Male | Heterosexual Long furred muscular grey male with amber eyes. He's a big guy, not too big but big enough to be mildly intimidating. Well, he would be intimidating if he didn't have that baby face. Innocence is the bell that gets rung when you look at him. Honestly? It's not wrong. His deep rumbling voice is a sweet timbre, calm and warm. Like a summer breeze on a hot day. Welcoming. He wants you to feel at home. He'll be the one bringing you prey when you feel sick, will carry you on his back if you get hurt. He'll pick you up when you're feeling down. Torrentsquall is, however, a strong cat. He may not be fast, but his legs can and will propel him through the water at surprising speeds. Saplings bend a bit under his weight, but then again he is not a climber. He's not exactly a fighter either. The sight of blood makes him faint and he will be entirely honest about that. Even thinking about it makes him woozy. Poor guy. ➤ Featherwing |
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 13, 2017 23:57:08 GMT -5
 ➤ Moraypaw | 11 Moons | Male | Homosexual Moraypaw is the definition of rowdy. He has short brown fur with black tabby stripes racing through. His eyes are a very right amber color with flecks of gold. He tends to be very curious, which cats mistake for defiance. His curiosity gets him trouble with the older cats. More often than not, he'll end up sneaking out of camp to nap in peace or to just explore the territory a bit more extensively. He makes friends pretty easily and usually tries his best to make other cats happier. This can lead to him pushing his feelings aside. ➤ ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ »  ➤ Heronpaw | 9 moons | Male | Demisexual A large gray tabby tom with white paws, white chest, and a white muzzle; he has copper eyes. While large, he certainly isn't something to be afraid of. He's a gentle giant, a cat with a large heart and a kind soul. He's actually pretty timid, shy even. When it comes to cats his age or younger, he's a sweetheart, an absolute kind-hearted fellow with a lot to give. Around cats that are older than him, however, he becomes nervous and tongue-tied. He feels like he gets in the way or something, and he usually has some sort of excuse to avoid older cats. ➤ Feathertalon |
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 13, 2017 23:58:39 GMT -5
➤ Name | Age | Gender | Sexuality Description of five sentences minimum ➤ Tagged Member Name's Kits ➤ Name | Age | Gender | Sexuality Description of five sentences minimum ➤ Tagged Member ➤ Name | Age | Gender | Sexuality Description of five sentences minimum ➤ Tagged Member ➤ Name | Age | Gender | Sexuality Description of five sentences minimum ➤ Tagged Member |
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 13, 2017 23:59:52 GMT -5
 ➤ Troutleap | 44 moons | Female | Bisexual Troutleap is a thick-furred she-cat covered in a soft layering of gray and white fur. Like any RiverClan cat she has a thick build and waterproof fur. Her eyes are large and rounded which reflect a blue color as clear as the river's waters. She is a spunky she-cat, free-willed and full of energy. She enjoys exploring the territory, and sometimes she sneaks off to somewhere only StarClan knows outside the borders. Even with her energy and rule-breaking tendencies, Troutleap has a way of charming her way into the hearts of many. Not many can get past her without feeling compelled to learn more about her. She is the deceased mate of Goosenose and mother of Heronpaw. Her brothers are Stormtrail and Gullbreeze. ➤ Feathertalon ● Killed by twolegs ➤ Name | Age | Gender | Sexuality Description of five sentences minimum ➤ Tagged Member ● Cause of death |
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 14, 2017 0:01:11 GMT -5
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 14, 2017 0:01:34 GMT -5
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 14, 2017 0:02:00 GMT -5
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 22, 2017 18:39:35 GMT -5
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 22, 2017 18:45:25 GMT -5
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 22, 2017 18:54:12 GMT -5
Stormtrail
Restless was the feeling that had settled its way into his gut. His paws itched to swim, to run, to do something. Stormtrail, you see, was stuck in a meeting. A horribly dull meeting. So dull in fact that the words seemed to sound muffled, as if his head were underwater. The words of Duskstar and the elders were sticking together like they had stepped in thick mud, and Stormtrail's own thoughts were muddled. This is what tipped him off to the fact that, yes, this was a dream. No matter how dull a meeting, Stormtrail would usually manage to keep a clear head. Upon this realization, he blinked awake with a loud yawn. His body ached, the subtle acknowledgement that his rest was not so restful after all. Rats he thought as his face slipped into that customary scowl. He'd taken a short nap to soothe the headache that had developed over the course of the day but it seemed he'd over slept
Exiting the warriors den, Stormtrail quickly looked around in a panic. He did not want to be caught slacking off, not ever.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 22, 2017 18:56:21 GMT -5
 Duskstar --
"Rule one - defend your Clan, even with your life."
The first rule in the Warrior Code rolled off the large feline's tongue with ease as if she had been practicing the rule and had perfected it with ease. And she had. She had perfected remembering every code even before she had left the nursery. Most kits learned the entire code by the time they were apprentices as well, but Duskstar - then Duskkit - had been different. She had remembered it word for word and would recite it to herself every day before going out to play with her siblings. She would then recite the code back to herself before falling into the sweet embrace of sleep. She had been dedicated to the warrior code since she could ever remember and this loyalty had gotten her far. But why had she been so dedicated to the warrior code? A lot if it had to do with rumors that had been spread around her birth. Her large size and build left much to the imagination; RiverClan cats are typically sleek furred and chubby around the edges, but Duskstar was a muscular cat with thick-fur that wasn't exactly sleek against her frame. Many had claimed she was half ThunderClan because of this, and it didn't help that her mother had never disclosed a tom as the father of her kits and it was known that she had not been close to a RiverClan tom. Duskstar had chosen to not worry about the rumors, but to instead get over them by adhering to the warrior code as strictly as she possibly could.
"Do not hunt or trespass on another Clan's territory," she mewed to herself with such pride in her voice it sounded like a mother praising her kit for becoming a warrior. That's what the warrior code was to Duskstar, her kit. She cared for the code as much as a mother would for her little kitten. The calico nurtured the code with all she had, loved and cared for it and hoped that it could grow into a wonderful warrior, could grow and envelop every cat in all of the Clans so that it would be completely and faithfully followed by all. It was what the code deserved - loyalty.
Duskstar felt the tip of her thick tail twitch. A powerful scent almost knocked her off of her paws as it slapped her in the face.
Rain.
The RiverClan female looked up with wide amber eyes. Dark clouds were rolling toward the river lands from above WindClan's moor. The multi-colored female closed her eyes and drank in a deep breath of the rain. Thank you, StarClan, for the water. Without rain the river and the lake itself would dry up. With no river or lake how would her Clan survive? They wouldn't, the answer was simple enough. RiverClan would be destroyed without water, without fish. Luckily StarClan was always looking down on them, ensuring always that RiverClan would have its steady supply of fish to survive. StarClan would never abandon us.
Underneath StarClan's ever watchful gaze, Duskstar had left camp earlier that morning to do some patrolling. Turmoil had shaken WindClan after the loss of one of their warriors and one of the kits of the current leader Ravenstar. Ever since Duskstar had caught wind of such news the leader had been sure to keep her border with WindClan tightly secured. After all, rule eleven in the warrior code stated plainly that borders were to be marked daily, trespassers to be challenged. Duskstar could only imagine what WindClan would do should she stop checking her borders. Those rabbit-eaters would do something to my land, I'm sure of it. But sticking to the code will keep my Clan safe. So far strictly following the code leaders before her had placed in order had kept her and her Clan safe within their borders. There hadn't even been trouble with ShadowClan since she had ascended to leadership five seasons ago. The leader before her, Wisteriastar, had passed after a terrible greencough epidemic that had spread through RiverClan some leafbares ago. Many of RiverClan's finest cats had passed into StarClan's hunting grounds. There had been Wisteriastar, the old gray molly one of the first to go. Patchwhisker had suffered terribly as well, finding his way into StarClan not long after Wisteriastar. Then there had been Thymenose, Duskstar's own mother. Splashpaw had been lost along with Ashpaw. A young litter of kits had even passed away, the poor parents fully distraught from the loss. RiverClan had recovered slowly from all the untimely losses. Duskstar had worked hard to rekindle her Clan's hope. Now that she had their hopes up and respect she had great plans to bring her Clan to glory. She was going to make sure her leadership would never be forgotten for generations to come once she herself had passed.
Being a memorable leader meant she had to do her best at everything she did. And that included hunting.
A rustle in the underbrush caught the calico's attention. Duskstar paused, her ears flicking upright. Right alongside the scent of oncoming rain was the scent of water vole. The molly narrowed her eyes. The creature must not know she was around or it would have darted off into the thicket by now. Perfect.
Subtly the female crouched down and began to stalk forward. After a few seconds of silently moving through the dancing reeds Duskstar came to a halt as she pinpointed where exactly the water vole was stationed. Sure of where to pounce, Duskstar allowed energy to rush through her muscles. She pushed off the ground in a powerful launch, her front legs stretching out with claws unsheathing right as she landed. A satisfied growl slipped from her jaws as her claws entered warm flesh. As quick as lightning Duskstar reached forward and sunk her fangs into the water vole's neck, snapping its spine and ending its life before it could even squeak in pain and fright. "Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to StarClan for its life," Duskstar breathed as she looked down at the limp creature under her paw. She bowed her head and closed her eyes. "StarClan, I thank you for this successful hunt. With this water vole my Clan will have full stomachs and high spirits." With her prayer finished Duskstar grabbed the limp corpse in her jaws. A few drops of rain splattered her in the face as she glanced forward through the reeds.
Rain beginning to fall and the water vole secured in her jaws, Duskstar followed the worn path back to her camp with head and tail high. |
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Post by dou on Aug 22, 2017 20:49:27 GMT -5
goosenose ✩ halfbridge The air was getting nice and thick, the smell of the lake under his nose and the feeling of wood under his paws caused the tom great pleasure. His ears were flattened against his head, causing him to look a bit like a drowned rat. With his muzzle smooshed in, and his eyes always narrowed and a sharp yellow, Goosenose held the look of an angry grandfather. Not too far from the truth, if we're all being honest. His eyes were closed and his nose was almost pressed right into the wood under his paws. He loved watching the water sway as the wind from WindClan's moors pushed the water to and fro. He opened his bright yellow eyes, shaking out his grey fur as he pushed himself to his paws. He huffed quietly, licking his nose before getting to his paws. He decided to go for a dip. The large warrior lunged himself into the water, his head going under for a split second before he resurfaced, his eyes wide as he paddled. He swam in a quick circle before heading back towards the shore. Goosenose purred softly, shaking out his short fur before making his way back towards camp. |
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Post by flytes, on Aug 22, 2017 21:58:10 GMT -5
LooncallRain pattered softly, making a light hiss as it collided and bounced off of the surface of the lake and a nearby puddle. Looncall looked up, eyes narrowed against the drops, before rising to his paws. He'd been out hunting by himself but found himself at the lake, where his thoughts drifted. Just a moon ago, his mother, Shrewfrost, had died rather suddenly. A wonderful hunter and an even better friend in the Clan, she'd been fishing and fallen among some rocks and hit her head. It was determined that it should have been a small injury, but she landed just precisely enough that the injury claimed her life. Looncall was, of course, devastated, but he was internalizing it all. He'd grieved and sat vigil with her and then immediately buried himself in his duties. By keeping busy, he was able to get past the hurt, but sometimes, he found himself gazing off into the distance and thinking of his mother.
Now that he'd been startled out of his musing by the rain, Looncall fetched the small water vole he'd caught, as well as the two minnows he'd been able to catch and padded back toward camp. He spotted his leader near the entrance and paused to let her pass, dipping his head slightly to acknowledge her and give respect to her higher rank. Unlike the other Clans, RiverClan didn't mind the rain as much thanks to the way the water rolled off of their coats. It was just one of the perks of eating fish, aside from the fantastic taste.
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Post by Sand 🎃 on Aug 22, 2017 22:49:08 GMT -5
Feathercreek
location: to medicine cat's den
time: unknown
Rain... Feathercreek despised the rain; it was chilly and bleak, much like how she felt when under stress. She had been taking a break besides the fresh kill pile until she felt drops of rain landing on her well-groomed coat that she struggled to keep maintained and clean. Grumbling loudly, the feline did her best to get to her paws quickly before she turned around and glanced at the camp entrance. She hadn't seen many of her clanmates today, though that was due to the fact she holed herself up in her den or the warrior's den where she had gone searching for missing herbs.
With her luck, she didn't find them and the she-cat didn't have the time to go on a hunting scavenger for them. To say the least, she wasn't in a great mood. If anyone dared speak to her, she would most likely lash out. Still; she had to keep her composure together before her ire grew. Noticing Stormtrail as he exited the warrior's den, the medicine cat could only wonder how he felt about the weather. She wasn't going to bother and ask for she didn't want to upset the deputy; he surely had better things to do like she did.
Holding back a scowl, the silver-white cat hurried towards her den as pellets of rain pattered against her back. It sounded loud and horrifying to Feathercreek, but it was most likely soft and silent to those around her. Maybe.. just maybe she was exaggerating.
What could she say? She truly despised the rain.
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 23, 2017 13:38:47 GMT -5
Stormtrail - Camp The rain wasn't exactly a bother, but it was getting his fur in his eyes, much like a mane from a horse. Wiping his face with his paw, the deputy peered around camp. He saw Feathercreek disappear into her den, looking disgruntled. Probably from the rain He chuckled at the thought of a RIVERClan cat hating water, but there is one or two in every Clan. Padding over to the medicine den, the large male squeezed himself inside, "You okay, Feathercreek?" He asked, "You seemed to be looking for something- I can always assign someone to help you?" At least, that is what he figured she was doing, for what other reason would a medicine cat be roaming the warriors den?
Not that she is restricted from it, he scolded himself, everyone can go everywhere they like in camp, barring the leaders den without a good reason. He didn't want to seem close minded, or rigid. That was for Duskstar. Treason, his mind whispered. No, not treason, fact. She was strict with the code. It was not a bad thing. He'd known Duskstar since their nursery days, they've been friends for seasons. None the less he would keep his thoughts private. No need to stir trouble.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 23, 2017 13:51:03 GMT -5
The gentle pitter patter of the rain brought a calming vibe over the camp. At least in Heronpaw's mind. He found the rain to be calming. Maybe because he was a RiverClan cat and water naturally calmed him down.
With a purr he rolled over on his side and stretched out. The rain was dripping into the camp steadily, coursing through his thick pelt. His copper eyes closed in contentment; he had always enjoyed the rain, had always loved the feeling of it rolling down through his fur. With it being evening that also meant he didn't have to worry about joining a mandatory patrol. As far as he knew Stormtrail had left him out of the sunset patrol and moonhigh patrol. And with him not being a warrior yet, he didn't have to be the cat to sit guard through the night. Though, in his mind, that didn't seem all that bad. Maybe he would be good at watching over the camp at night.
Heronpaw opened his eyes for a moment. He noticed a few other cats out and about already - Duskstar was dropping fresh-kill off, Stormtrail seemed to be talking with Feathercreek... Even Velvetfur was stretched out enjoying the rain, and of course there was Cloudstream, enjoying the rain just as much as any other RiverClanner would. Heronpaw smiled. He loved peaceful, calm evenings like this. |
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 25, 2017 13:07:32 GMT -5
[ Gonna make another RiverClan cat– it's too quite here ]
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Lesbian
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 25, 2017 13:09:14 GMT -5
[ ohhh hella cB ]
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 25, 2017 15:28:33 GMT -5
[ Can't decide if I want to create Squallroar, Winterwings or Torrentwhirl ]
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Lesbian
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 25, 2017 16:28:11 GMT -5
ooo torrent o:
also
would you be interested in role-playing hog and cloud? uwu
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 25, 2017 16:36:06 GMT -5
[ Yesss Hog and Cloud ]
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ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 25, 2017 16:37:25 GMT -5
[ Want me to get a starter up? o3o] |
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DM me if u want