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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2017 6:29:24 GMT -5
OakClan Directory: Post 1- Banner, Introduction, and Directory Post 2- OakClan History, As Told by Sorrelclaw Post 3- Map of the Territory and Animals within the territory Post 4- OakClan Code and Traditions Post 5- News and the Weather Post 6- Allegiances Post 7- Members Posts 8- Rules and Joining Form Post 9-12- Saves
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2017 6:56:46 GMT -5
OakClan History, as told by Sorrelclaw: There were always meant to be five clans. Like the petals of a newleaf’s apple blossom, they were to grow out and branch from each other. The cats of Thunder were at home in the thick undergrowth of the forest, canopies of leaves shielding them from the sun’s light, where bushes and fallen logs provided the perfect stalking spot to catch a mouse just out of paw’s reach. The cats of Sky lived above them, climbing the thick, curved trunks of the oaks and pines, leaping after squirrels, feeling the bark below their feet. The Wind cats preferred the moors, gray skies above them, and they tunneled and ran across the open clearings without a care in the world. The Shadow cats preferred the dense pine forests and the soggy wetlands, where they could live comfortably in shade, only their gleaming eyes visible. It was a comfortable arrangement, and while the system of five had many flaws, it was revered then- still revered today- as the golden ages of the Clans. I remember these times- I was an apprentice for ThunderClan then, and I held my pride in that rank. But, like the apple blossom, everything must curl up and fall eventually. The forests, home to the cats and everything they had created, crippled and died. Deforestation like this had been an avoided threat before, but back then the leaders were able to bend and change their beliefs into one. Yellowstar of ThunderClan and Briarstar of WindClan both hated each other so much that they simply refused to work together. ShadowClan was decaying, weakened by illness and predators. Its new leader at the time, Swiftstar, was only chosen because he was the healthiest of the Clan, and he had no idea how to lead, sending ShadowClan into havoc and desolation. Antstar of SkyClan, a wise matriarch who had kept things together and acted as a leader of all five Clans, died, and without her influence (and the much less wise cat in her place) Clan relations fell apart. Soon, only one Clan was functioning as usual: RiverClan, led by Twigstar, and even then the madness going on among the other Clans seeped into their waters. This led cats to leave and stay as they wished. The majority of them left. Some retired to lives as kittypets or loners, others attempted to find safety in groups of other cats. Many tried to begin their own clans, but those clans were not supported well and would clumsily fail. A young cat by the name of Acornheart, meanwhile, had her own idea. The reason why all the new Clans since the falling apart of the original five was because they didn’t support every Clan and respect the differences of each Clan. She rallied a rather large group of cats- mostly Clan cats, but some kittypets and loners and rogues- and led us on a migration to new waters. Upon finding what she decided was an ideal land, she settled, becoming Acornstar. Clan life slowly returned to what it had been. She breathed new life into the rules that had once made up the Warrior Code. There was much arguing over the name of the new Clan. Some proposed they adopt one of the old Clan names; this was quickly refuted because of the Clan’s idea of respecting all five clans equally. Eventually, a name was reached; Since the Clan blended the divergent Clans into one like how the branches of an oak all blend into the tougher trunk, the clan was named OakClan. (It was also partly a tribute to Acornstar. Many moons have passed since then. I have grown old, OakClan flourishes with new life. Acornstar died a while ago, her son and former deputy Brightstar leads in her place. Hopefully, like how strong the trunk of the oak is, OakClan will never fall and remain strong for generations beyond my time.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2017 7:01:03 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 15:58:39 GMT -5
The OakClan Code-
1.Defend OakClan, even with your life. One may have friends that are loners, kittypets, and rogues, but unless the non-Clan cat takes the Oath and joins OakClan one must never have kits with one. 2.Elders, queens, and kits must be fed before apprentices and warriors. Unless they have permission, apprentices may not eat until they have hunted to feed the elders. If any warrior or apprentice is sick or injured, they may eat while the elders, queens, and kits are eating. 3.Prey is killed only to be eaten. Catching prey for no reason can contribute to a prey-drought; if prey is not needed it is best to let it go so it can produce more prey. 4.A kit must be at least six moons old to become an apprentice. If a kit misbehaves too much or has some kind of severe injury/sickness upon the 6-moon anniversary of its birth, it must be kept a kit for another moon. 5.Newly appointed warriors will keep a silent vigil for one night after receiving their warrior name. 6.One cannot be made deputy without having mentored at least one apprentice. How can a cat teach a Clan if it cannot teach a single apprentice? 7.The deputy will become Clan leader when the leader dies, retires or is exiled. 8.After the death or retirement of the deputy, the new deputy must be chosen before moonhigh. 9.Boundaries must be checked and marked daily. Challenge all trespassing cats. 10.No warrior can neglect a kit in pain or danger, even if the kit is not of OakClan. 11.The word of the Clan leader is the warrior code, to an extent. If a leader proves unreasonable and is severely endangering cats of OakClan or OakClan itself, the leader can be refuted, exiled by a vote all cats over twelve moons old can participate in, and replaced by the deputy. 12.One does not need to kill other cats to win their battles. Unless it is nessecary for survival of oneself. 13.One rejects the soft life of a kittypet, unless one is too old or injured to participate in Clan matters and needs to rest for the rest of their lives. Typically, this is a rare case. 14.All cats who come into OakClan from the outside must take an oath that they will be as faithful as possible to OakClan and respect the traditions of the five original Clans. They will be taken to drink from Moonlight Lake along with two trusted warriors to keep an eye on them, and upon returning will be awarded an apprentice name and a mentor. 15.One cannot drink from Moonlight Lake unless they are a deputy becoming a leader, a medicine cat connecting with the stars, a newcomer first joining OakClan, or an apprentice that will become a warrior later in the same day. 16.Every cat in OakClan must remember and respect the five different ways of life and the five original Clans.
Clan Traditions and Legends- Unlike in the original 5 clans, newcomers to OakClan are revered because they have been able to adapt to OakClan and prove they’re a warrior at heart. The ancestors are called Ancestors of Stars. (The Dark Forst retains its original name.) Many cats no longer believe in the Ancestors due to what happened to the original five Clans. To talk to these spirits, one must “connect to the stars” by drinking from the waters of Moonlight Lake and then resting under the Crystal Tree. Code Law 15 has the specific requirements on when you can do this; most cats can only do it once or twice in their entire lifetimes. In the middle of winter, the sun lowers. When it is noticed it is slowly returning to its high spot in the summer, the Festival of the Sun is held, in which cats celebrate with feasts, stories, “songs” and other activities for the Sun returning to its higher spot in the sky is a sign warm weather is coming soon. To become mates, one cat (male or female) must leave a flower, shell, rock, or other object considered pretty in the nest of their mate. If within four days another object is placed in the first cat’s nest by the second cat, the pair are mates. If the object is in another cat’s nest, or there’s no reciprocated object at all, the pair are not mates. Placing objects in the wrong nests can end up starting chain reactions, but these chain reactions never continue long. The prefixes Sun-, Moon-, Oak-, Thunder-, River-, Wind- Shadow-, and Sky- are all not allowed in OakClan as they have sacred meanings. Acorn- is allowed but rarely used as it carries a great reputation with it. Jagged- is also allowed, but has the reputation of the Jaggedpaw legend on its shoulders. Apprentices, older kits, and some joking warriors/elders often tell of the Jaggedpaw Legend. Every telling of it is different. Supposedly, Jaggedpaw was a young apprentice in the earlier days of OakClan just after the migration to its territory. As a dare from his friends (or in some tellings as part of his assessment), he climbed the Laughing Tree. There are two ways this usually goes from here, marking the two standard versions of the story: Jaggedpaw either was strangled to death by the crooked branches and couldn’t have his soul leave to the Ancestors due to these branches, or he fell from the tree and died upon impact with the ground, and when his spirit walked to join the Ancestors it was snagged in the Laughing Tree’s branches. Either way, his soul supposedly haunts the tree, and he kills any apprentice or kit in the dead of night if they curse his name. The legend is very well-known to the point where the Jagged- prefix is rarely used. Some say an apprentice named Jaggedpaw did indeed die from falling out of the Laughing Tree, but others say it never happened, and it remains debated. The cats use joking insults directed at one’s heritage as a fond joke, there is one for every Clan. Fishbreaths refer to RiverClan, Heavyfeet refer to ThunderClan, Slinkers refer to Shadowclan, Twiglegs refer to WindClan, and Woodcrawlers refer to SkyClan. Newcomers who come to OakClan with no prior heritage are jokingly called apprentices for a long time after they graduate, even well into their old age. The burial process is a very sacred tradition, and to be treated with respect at all times. The medicine cat usually paints a mask of mud onto the deceased’s face that represents who they were in life, and close kin to the deceased can choose to wear the same mask the day of the burial to remember the dead. The cat is usually buried in the place they love most, except for leaders, medicine cats, and kits, who are buried in the area surrounding the Crystal Tree. They are buried with the gift their mate gave them back when they became mates, a piece of prey to feed them on their way to the afterlife, and leaves from the Heart of OakClan. Major winds on the body are usually covered by leaves by the medicine cat preparing the body. After the buria, the closest kin of the dead must stand vigil by the burial spot to protect the body as the spirit travels to the afterlife.
The Creed of the Clan- I, (name), shall no longer live life through the eyes of a loner/rogue/kittypet. I shall seek my guidance in the starlight, in the shade of the oak’s leaves. From today forward I swear allegiance to my leader, (leader name), and to my fellow Clanmates. I am no longer an outsider, but a warrior with the heart of thunder, river, shadow, wind, and sky, and one of the oak’s almighty branches.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 16:21:30 GMT -5
OakClan News (IC)- -Lizardthroat has been found mysteriously dead just out of territory- he seems to have been maimed, but by what exactly is unclear. Brightstar has kept to himself in grief since, worrying the Clan. Mid-Newleaf has hit, and so temperatures are increasing slowly.
OakClan News and Plot (OOC)- News: 12/7/17- OakClan was finished and (finally) opened!
Plot: A Group of kittypets (and rogues descended from kittypets) naming themseves the Chosen see OakClan’s traditions and belief system as inferior and incorrect to their own, and hope to “humanize” OakClan by fighting it into giving up its beliefs. OakClan, however, views its culture as the core part of itself and cannot handle being stripped of it. Will the Chosen win? Or will OakClan retain its beliefs?
Weather, Prey, and Other Phenomenon Status- -Season: It is mid-newleaf. There is a bit of rain, but now snow is still found melting away from last noleaf. Trees have just sprouted leaves, and buds are beginning to form. -Clouds: It is rather clear. Few clouds show up now and again but are too small to start any rain or storms yet. -Temperature: It is pleasantly cool, if a bit humid. -Prey: It is breeding season, and so prey status is relatively moderate but expected to spike in a couple of moons. -Plant Status: Most plants are nourished and healthy. The only thing of worry is that the Crystal Tree looks rather sickly and delicate, but it’s rather minor damage so far. -Twoleg Activity: More Twolegs are wandering outside of their nests due to the nicer weather. It is not much to worry about yet, but warriors are advised to stay wary. -Other Phenomena: A group of foxes have begun to infiltrate Thunder Woods. They seem to be minding their own business for the time being. Do not interact with them.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 18:16:06 GMT -5
Allegiances- Leader, Deputy, and Medicine Cats
Brightstar: A tall, gaunt cinnamon mackerel tabby tom. 67 moons old. SkyClan descent. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
No Deputy Yet... Lizardthroat, the last deputy, was found dead not long ago. Given he was Brightstar's brother, Brightstar needs time to come to grips with that has happened before electing a new deputy. This has been protested as against OakClan code, but it does not seem that Brightstar cares.
Snowleaf: A small and fluffy lynx point molly with dark green eyes and long whiskers. 40 moons old, RiverClan- ThunderClan descent. Roleplayed by Snowleaf
(OakClan can have up to three Medicine cats at any given time, counting apprentices.)
Allegiances- Warriors and Apprentices Warriors- Burrclaw: Short, squat chocolate mackerel tabby with blazing orange eyes and short ears. 77 moons old. ThunderClan descent.Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Crookedstorm: A tall, lithely built, but muscular she cat with a missing eye and torn ear as well as part of her tail missing. 72 moons old. RiverClan descent. Roleplayed by requiem
Nightstorm: A lean, black grizzled ticked tabby tom with soft amber eyes. 61 moons old. ShadowClan-SkyClan heritage. Roleplayed by Feathertalon
Greyfoot: A big short haired grey tom with pale green eyes. 50 moons old. WindClan-ShadowClan heritage. Roleplayed by Snowleaf
Weeviltooth: Large brown classic tabby tom with a crooked snout, an underbite, one yellow eye, and large paws. 52 moons old. No Clan heritage. Roleplayed by ρłαgυegı ..
Nutpelt: A tall, thin, and overall lanky tom with short plain brown fur, a skin tail, and long legs, his haunches being a tad bit more muscled. 47 moons old. WindClan-SkyClan heritage. Roleplayed by ρłαgυegı ..
Tawnyface: An exotic tomcat with thick tawny fur and a rosette pattern. He is also heavily-scarred what with missing an amber-green eye on his left side. 42 moons, ThunderClan-kittypet descent. Roleplayed by Feathertalon
Nettlefur: A large and thick-furred gray tabby molly with green eyes. 32 moons old. ThunderClan descent. Roleplayed by Feathertalon
Antheart: A stocky, fluffy tom cat; his fur is majority white, distorted only by tabby brown patchwork markings and a cleft in his fur along one side. 31 moons old. Rogue-ThunderClan heritage. Roleplayed by ρłαgυegı ..
Weaselheart: Long-furred dark ginger classic tabby tom with white underbelly and paws. 27 moons. ThunderClan-ShadowClan descent.Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Longwhisker: Brown classic tabby tom with long ear tufts, longer whiskers, and white paws. 27 moons. ThunderClan-ShadowClan descent. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Swiftfoot: White tom with black patches, the most noticeable being his black front paws. Amber eyes. 23 moons. WindClan heritage. Roleplayed by roxyfoxy811
Beetlenose: Leggy black molly with round yellow eyes and a somewhat shorter tail. 21 moons old. ShadowClan descent. Roleplayed by ρłαgυegı ..
Smokeshadow: Fluffy, dark grey tom with yellow-green eyes. 20 moons old. ShadowClan descendant. Roleplayed by roxyfoxy811
Shrewfang: A muscled majority black tortie she-cat with dark ginger and russet markings adorning her pelt. 19 moons old, unknown heritage. Roleplayed by ρłαgυegı ..
Apprentices- Brookpaw- A stiff-spined little gray-brown tabby mollie. 11 moons old, no Clan heritage. Roleplayed by ρłαgυegı ..
Duskpaw: A large longhaired tortoiseshell and white molly with golden amber eyes. 10 moons old, WindClan-ShadowClan descent. Roleplayed by Snowleaf
Maplepaw: Sleek calico she-cat with leaf green eyes and slight tabby markings. 10 moons old, possible SkyClan heritage. Roleplayed by roxyfoxy811
Foxpaw: Ginger she-cat with a white chest and stomach, as well as a white tip on her overly-fluffy tail and a long scar on her left flank. Roleplayed by roxyfoxy811
Brindlepaw: Thin pale gray mackerel tabby molly with bright green eyes and large ears. 9 moons old. RiverClan-WindClan descent. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Deerpaw: A stocky gray ticked tabby molly with a short tail and pale green eyes. ShadowClan-SkyClan heritage. 9 moons old. Roleplayed by Feathertalon
Rustpaw: Large dark orange classic tabby tom with a mane of fur around his neck and leaf-green eyes. 8 moons old. ThunderClan descent. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Splashpaw: Light-grey tom with a splash of white on his stomach and parts of his legs. 8 moons old. RiverClan descent. Roleplayed by -bluestorm-
Allegiances- Queens, Kits, and Elders
Queens and Kits- None yet...
Elders- Sorrelclaw- Tortoiseshell tabby molly with white paws and chin, and pale lime green eyes. 106 moons. Original ThunderClan cat. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Allegiances- Cats Outside the Clan
Chester- Small ginger tabby tom with a tacky red, blue, yellow, and purple-striped collar around his neck. 6 moons. No Clan heritage. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Sootstorm- Small long-furred black smoke molly with pale green eyes and scars all over. 55 moons old, ThunderClan descent. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Those who are in the Chosen- (The Chosen is a group of kittypets and kittypet-Based rogues who see OakClan as wild and savage cats for them to “tame”-) No leader yet. See joining page for details.
Calypso- Calico molly with mostly black and orange patches, a red collar, and bright yellow eyes. 28 moons old, No Clan heritage. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Genevieve- Silver tabby Egyptian Mau molly with a fake pearl collar and olive eyes. 30 moons old, no Clan heritage. Roleplayed by Snowleaf
Allegiances- The Dead The Ancestors Of Stars- Acornstar: Dark brown mackerel tabby molly with torn ears nd bright yellow eyes. 88 moons at death. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Lizardthroat: Small, slim dark brown tabby tom with yellow eyes and white paws. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
Otterpaw: Small dark chocolate classic tabby molly with pale amber eyes. 7 moons at death. Roleplayed by @redheartofriverclan
The Dark Forest- None yet...
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 20:58:12 GMT -5
Members- italicized names mean a character is dead
@redheartofriverclan - Leader- Brightstar, Burrclaw, Longwhisker, Weaselheart, Rustpaw, Brindlepaw, Sorrelclaw, Chester, Sootstorm, Calypso, Acornstar, Lizardthroat, and Otterpaw. Status: Active.
ρłαgυegı .. - Weeviltooth, Nutpelt, Brookpaw, Antheart, Beetlenose, and Shrewfang. Status: Active.
Feathertalon - Nettlefur, Nightstorm, Tawnyface, and Deerpaw. Status: Active.
Snowleaf - Snowleaf, Duskpaw, Greyfoot, and Genevieve. Status: Active.
roxyfoxy811 - Swiftwind, Smokeshadow, Foxpaw, and Maplepaw. Status: Active.
-bluestorm- - Splashpaw. Status: Active.
requiem - Crookedstorm. Status: Active.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 20:59:30 GMT -5
OakClan Rules- 1. Follow forum rules and be kind to your fellow Clanmates. This should be a given. 2. No unrealistic pelt colors. We don't want purple-pelted and fuchsia-furred warriors. However, if you have a very rare but possible cat (I.e. a male tortoiseshell or an all-black cat with blue eyes), post here or PM me to ask if they can join or not. Usually, my answer depends on how many other cats have that same rare mutation- if there's already a male tortie in OakClan, I might not let another in, but if there isn't, I might let one in. 3. You can roleplay as many characters as you'd like (just check out how many I have!) but remember that you must roleplay them all evenly. 4. Try to keep your characters at a somewhat even gender ratio. Don't enter three mollies, for example; try two mollies and a tom. 5. Please don't join with only kit characters. There are only three ways to RP a kit in OakClan- you RP a queen (so if you enter a kit and a queen in you will be accepted), the kit is dead, or the kit is of someone else's (or your own) character and they've agreed to let you have it. 6. LGBT characters are allowed! (honestly this should be a given as well) Homophobes are not welcome here in OakClan. you have no idea how angry I get at RPs who don’t accept gay cats 7. OakClan uses the traditional naming system. This basically means that the names are similar to those used in the first six books, and every suffix has a meaning (-claw denotes being good in battle, -storm means an unpredictable cat, -flower denotes a kind cat, and -cloud means a calm cat, for example. You can see the full list below.) Please do not enter names like Lilyblossom, Kestrelwing, or Yellowblaze, try names like Lilystripe, Kestrelheart, or Yellowstorm. (The passcode for the joining form is Hemlock.) 8. If your apprentice character graduates, I will choose the suffix as Clan leader. This keeps a level of excitement in getting a new name. The same can be said of a warrior name- prefix and suffix- if your non-Clan character joins OakClan. 9. Be literate! Please use proper grammar. No one-liners, try to make your reply at least three detailed sentences long. A simple "Blackwhisker walked over to the den." will not be enough for sufficient roleplaying. Details are welcomed! 10. This RP is meant to harken back to the feel of the old-school Warriors books (think The Prophecies Begin). You don't have to do this, but you can try to emulate the original series's writing style if you like. 11. Two of your characters can't fall in love with one another, but you can roleplay as both mentor and apprentice. The mentor and apprentice is a very strong bond- thicker than blood, even- in OakClan. 12. If a prefix is already being used by a living cat in OakClan, you cannot use it. (If the cat is not alive or not in OakClan, feel free to use it though!) See below for the list of prefixes in usage. Remember the names Jagged- and Acorn- have reputations with them and are rarely used in OakClan, and that certain prefixes are not allowed. 13. Be active! If you don't return to OakClan in two weeks, you will be marked as inactive and all imporant clan roles you have (I.e. Deputy or Medicine cat) will be demoted to warriors. Don't show up for another two months and your characters will be deleted. Exceptions do apply to this rule, so if you explain what's happening beforehand I will listen and excuse your absence. 14. Only active members who have been in OakClan for at least two weeks can roleplay an Ancestor. 15. Have fun! What would a RP clan be without fun?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 21:03:39 GMT -5
save 1
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 21:03:52 GMT -5
save 2
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 21:04:02 GMT -5
save 3
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2017 5:56:35 GMT -5
is it ready? i think it is
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2017 7:06:35 GMT -5
yo we open now
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2017 17:28:09 GMT -5
bumping
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Dec 7, 2017 18:00:55 GMT -5
hey just wanted to say i'm possibly joining- just give me a chance to read everything over. QuQ
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 7, 2017 20:38:19 GMT -5
Here! c:
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 7, 2017 23:10:39 GMT -5
Nightstorm, Nettlefur, Tawnyface, Deerpaw --
The cry of a bird was cut off as a large feline bit down on its neck.
"Nice catch, Nettlefur! That bird didn't see what was coming," purred a muscular tomcat as he slipped out of the shadows.
A large molly brought her head up, the sparrow dangling from her jaws limply. "Mhpanks," purred the molly through the feathers, her speech slurred due to the plumage.
The muscular tom, Tawnyface, chuckled at Nettlefur's comment through the feathers. Once he got out his chuckles, the rosette-splashed warrior perked his ears forward. He turned as two new shapes pushed through the ferns a few fox-lengths away. Tawnyface and Nettlefur waved their tails to the two newcomers in greeting. "Any luck?" Inquired Tawnyface.
Before the older of the two newcomers, a black grizzled tom known to the Clan as Nightstorm, the younger of the two, Deerpaw, spoke up. What little tail she had was straight up in the air. "I caught a chipmunk! Nightstorm got a mouse and a squirrel. What about you?" Deerpaw asked in a chirpy tone, bouncing on her paws.
Tawnyface seemed quite amused by the young molly's enthusiasm. He nodded. "Nettlefur has a sparrow and I have a squirrel."
"Sounds like a good haul," Nightstorm mewed. Their small patrol would be bringing back a good amount of fresh-kill back to the Clan. The black tom was sure a few other patrols would be taken out through the day so it was perhaps the better option to stop hunting and head back to camp. Hunting was good this season, but they couldn't afford to over hunt.
Tawnyface had this in mind as well. "Let's head back to camp, then." He motioned for the others to follow as he began to head toward camp. The felines fell in line behind one another, stopping on their way to gather all the prey they had caught during the hunts. Once back in camp the four split up - Tawnyface and Nightstorm padded off toward a patch of sunlight near the warriors' den, Nettlefur went to sit by the fresh-kill pile, whereas Deerpaw pranced off to mess around by the Laughing Tree.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2017 6:28:50 GMT -5
(this is an overly long starter for Brightstar and Burrclaw) BrightstarThe first thing the tom-kit had felt was warmth. It shrouded him in comfort, in love, and in safety. When he opened his eyes, he gazed upon two others- a large tabby molly, with eyes like leaffall maple leaves, and a small lanky kit that was her spitting image. There was a flash, and then there they were, crowned apprentices, standing in front of their mentors and their mother. He was running, running, running behind the adder-like tom with the golden eyes and the silver tongue, and there was laughter and freshly-fallen oak leaves. He was beside the tom again just as they had six moons before, but a different chant echoed through now- Brightstripe, Lizardthroat, Brightstripe, Lizardthroat- and sunlight fell on their backs and filtered through the leaves. There was the tom again. They were in a den now, discussing something, although he was so clutched in nervousness that he couldn’t hear much. “I’m not supposed to be deputy-“ “Sure you are, you’re the only cat in this Clan that can do the job-“ Then there was the dead body of his mother, the grief, the brown tabby resting on his shoulder in tears. There were nine lives and cats who lived on that thin stream of Silverpelt, there were announcements and ceremonies, and there was always the tabby there, by his side, watching him- and then- and then- Suddenly all the world became more vivid and crisp as the tom stared down at the bloodied figure in front of him. It was clear this tabby had gone down fighting, and gruesomely- crisscrosses of red were bleeding every which way, and the tabby’s eyes were frozen in fear. The body had been chilled by the winter, but the blood- the blood was still warm- there was a darkness, and Brightstar could only call out one name lizardthroat lizardthroat Lizardthroat Lizardthroat LIZARDTHROAT Brightstar woke up in fear, gasping for air. Sunlight gently filtered into his small den, and he stretched, trying to pretend to not hear his joints squeak. It had been almost two moons now since he had found the maimed body of his brother. He was supposed to have chosen one that night- he almost wanted to choose Burrclaw, but she didn’t seem right for it somehow, and that Longwhisker cat was far too snide and ambitious to be the deputy despite how he always nagged on and on about it- but he couldn’t bring himself to choose. Lizardthroat couldn’t just be replaced like that. It was almost cruel to have to not only bury your brother but name a replacement for him as if he had never existed. Lizardthroat, he thought, would be a much better leader. Lizardthroat has the gift of speech that his mother did, and if he could easily convince a whole Clan that black was white and four was five without trying. Brightstar would never have that same ability- he was large and awkward more than anything. Why, he thought, had his mother chosen him? He turned to see a short, squat figure- Burrclaw. He had known her since they were kits, and while she always frightened him with her constant omens of doom and the act of ostracizing her own children he had a respect for her. After all, she was stalwart and strong- unlike he was. “You were screaming again in your sleep, Brightstar.” “I know, it’s just- that dream again- with Lizardthroat-“ “It’s an omen of the stars,” she muttered. “The Ancestors Of Stars want to punish us all, and Lizardthroat is the first one to go, besides that boy Rustpaw’s parents.” “But why-“ “Because all cats here have sinned. Even my own former sons. And the Ancestors want to punish them.” She left in a hurry, her nose in the air. Brightstar knew she wasn’t all there in the head sometimes, but he did have to wonder if The Ancestors were punishing him for some unknown reason.
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Dec 8, 2017 8:39:47 GMT -5
nutpelt // warrior of oakclan / mudplace - camp mentions // nettlefur, tawnyface, deerpaw, nightstorm tags // brookpaw
In his expert opinion, the Mudplace was underrated. Sure, the thick goop around his was exhausting to trudge through, if somewhat dangerous should his strength wane, and it smelled terrible, but oh- the quiet- it was bliss. He reveled in the undisturbed silence of the wasteland about him- no birds singing, no crickets chirping, just he and himself alone in a place as brown and plain as his own hide. He stretched languidly, the sticky mud that squished between his toes and coated his legs soon to dry and harden in his short fur- not that he could be bothered with cleaning it. At present, he only worried himself with a deep, relieved sigh; the half-sunken log he made his place of rest perfectly itchy against his side.
The distant and yet loud chattering of his fellow clanmates disturbed his sought solitude, one slanted eye slotting open to look upon the treeline of the Thunder Forest. Between the tall gnarly trunks and thick green he could barely make out any movement, at least not until he saw Deerpaw's light-pelted form bouncing about in pursuit of the rest of her patrol. A huff exhaled from his nose, head turned away from the disturbance to find himself faced with another (and somewhat harder to ignore) complication. He lifted his head, round-tipped ears shoved forward on his head to better hear the half-muted struggle facing him. It was Brookpaw, he realized- the fluffy mackerel tabby molly must be looking for him; she'd never venture here otherwise, as she hated dirtying her pelt. The mud had sucked her down to her chest already, splats of goopy brown sticking her fluffy fur back against her frail figure. Her tail lashed furiously, back legs an anchor on slowly giving ground and nose shoved in the air with lips wrinkled in disgust for the rancid stench that assaulted her.
Immediately he got to his feet, pale stare falling to the path he had taken out here- patches of ground harder than others that he knew to be safe to wander on for moments at a time were used as stepping stones to the edge of the mudplace, where he came upon the struggling apprentice with soft disgruntled mews as she tried to pull her tiny paws from the sucking mud that ate at them. "I'm fine!" The soft spat of the she-cat did nothing to deter her savior, his maw opening wide and short ivory fangs latching tight around her scruff. Up she went, lifted from the mud with a grotesque squelching noise. Dangling from his teeth, her front no longer her usual pristine multi-colored pattern but a ruffled muddy mess, he didn't bother setting her down. Rather, he turned his sights back home, long legs rushing forward at a fast trot that made his cargo jostle uncomfortably between his teeth. The size of a kitten merely half her age, she hung stiffly, tail tucked close and ears twitched back in an aggravation he felt they shared at present.
It wasn't until they had come to the camp that he dropped her unceremoniously on the hard-packed earth, stepping around her with sides heaving in short, shallow breaths. "You. Stay here. While I..." He stopped, turning half-lidded eyes around the camp. While he what? His original intent had been to say 'find someone who cares', but looking at it now he realized that may not be the best thing to say to the tired molly. "-find someone." He finished lamely, head pivoting to look back at her. "You are someone." She noted with her soft voice and a knowing stare, to which he responded with an irritated twitching of his tail tip. A deep-throated growl, one she failed to so much as bat an eye for until he'd turned around. Now he wished he had been rude up front, if only to stave off that attitude she so loved to give.
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 8, 2017 21:06:46 GMT -5
Here! Is there any particular characters of mine you want to interact with? owo
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Dec 8, 2017 21:10:38 GMT -5
ooc // hey sorry, i just thought i'd like some posts to let everybody know i did something lmao uhmm if you wanna i have everybody open and i'm not particularly picky so it's all in preference..? i haven't actually rped warriors in months so i'm sorry if i'm rusty
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 8, 2017 21:16:54 GMT -5
Yeah yeah, im just not good with picking and choosing somebody else's character and all that so quq
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Dec 8, 2017 21:19:06 GMT -5
ooc // haha makes sense- uhm.. well i've got nutpelt and brookpaw with the whole muddy epidemic, if you want to get in on that moody mess or if you want something light/happy and a tad bit awkward i'm just itching to practice with weeviltooth?
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 8, 2017 21:21:19 GMT -5
Hmmmm, I have the most muse for Deerpaw, and she's also a newer character I'd like to flesh out more so maybe something with her and Nutpelt/Brookpaw or Weeviltooth? Also, I gotta go soon but I'll be back later for things uwu
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2017 21:22:04 GMT -5
(I also have all of my characters open, if you’d like to rp any of them)
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 8, 2017 21:23:34 GMT -5
Tawnyface could interact with Brightstar to try and help calming him down??
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Dec 8, 2017 21:23:47 GMT -5
ooc // no worries! deerpaw is good; maybe deerpaw and weeviltooth can interact? if anything they may be compatible compared to brookpaw and nutpelt's moody booties
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 8, 2017 21:35:56 GMT -5
That sounds good! If you wanna make a starter for that, that'd be cool. Though if you're willing to wait I'll start it up c:
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Dec 8, 2017 21:37:27 GMT -5
ooc // i don't mind vuv i can get it going, assuming deerpaw's just returning from patrol
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Post by Snowleaf on Dec 8, 2017 21:42:14 GMT -5
Hello! I think I will join after i read over everything! So glad to see a clan that accepts gay characters, it is so annoying when they don't. And I might make a med cat character if thats ok!)
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