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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Jan 1, 2019 7:20:37 GMT -5
Who me?
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Post by Voidastral on Jan 1, 2019 14:10:50 GMT -5
((Laputani's talkin to tuna
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Jan 1, 2019 15:43:35 GMT -5
Lol thanks hehehe.)
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Post by Rio on Jan 1, 2019 19:02:28 GMT -5
(Yeah, that was aimed at Tuna, sorry for the confusion! n__n" )
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Jan 1, 2019 19:04:11 GMT -5
Hehe me and my nosy nature lol]]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2019 9:56:29 GMT -5
(Yeah, that was aimed at Tuna, sorry for the confusion! n__n" ) Sorry for not responding! The post don’t seem to load for me, your forms good. :3 |
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Post by hollyfrost on Jan 14, 2019 14:13:16 GMT -5
Rank: Apprentice
Whisppaw| Tom | 6 moons | Hollyfrost
Description: whisppaw is a tall and lanky Tom for his age. He has very long legs and and a exceptionally long tail his medium fur length pelt is a dusky grey color with lighter silver tabby swirls. His left eye is a luminous green and the other is a soft pale blue.
Personality: whisppaw is a very energetic and adventurous young cat. Though his energy and curiosity leads him into lots of trouble. He can be very quick to action when in he is pressed into certain circumstances. His bravery knows no bounds which leads to some reckless actions. Though it doesn't dampen his good spirits and his loyalty.
History: whisppaw was abandoned as a kit. Though he was found and looked after by a grouchy female loner named Ginger. Who tought him about the forest amd hunting. She had told him great story's of a clan that revered moths as their ancestors and the magic and traditions that were rumored among them. Which had peeked his interest. Though he wouldn't have left fingers side for she was the mother he had never had. One night after a bit of night hunting he had returned to an abandoned twoleg cabin yard where him and ginger lived. To find her gone and blood and the reek of fox all over the yard. There laying on a tuft of her reddish fur was a luminous white moth. Wracked with greif and sadness though he knew he was ment to find the clan. And so he traveled untill he found them. Joining them among their ranks as a new apprentice.
Family: none that he knows of
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(Death’s Head Hawkmoth )
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2019 17:45:11 GMT -5
Looks good? Welcome! I’ll have Hollywhisker be Whisppaw’s mentor. I rp her
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Post by hollyfrost on Jan 15, 2019 11:43:02 GMT -5
Sweet
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Post by Elmosolyodik on Jan 18, 2019 0:29:47 GMT -5
(Hullo! I love the concept for this roleplay so much, it just sounds really beautiful and interesting edit: I forgot to add something necessary to Flaxstalk's form but I've got it now)
Warrior Caterpillartail | Male | 24 moons | Elmosolyodik (mybluewhale) Description: Caterpillartail is a skinny, spotted tabby tom with short and fuzzy fur. His pelt is dark grey with a slightly lighter belly, and almost black spots line his back, while tabby stripes run up his legs, face, and his very long and thick-furred tail. His muzzle is the same colour as his stomach and bold lines frame his eyes. He has a triangular but soft-edged face, with a dark pink nose and very sad looking grass green eyes. Personality: Caterpillartail is quiet and gullible, with a sort of melancholy feeling to him. He has difficulty with humor and even if he isn't feeling down, always looks sad and mopey. He likes to hang out with the elders and tend to the burial ground flowers with them, and soaks up other cat's anxiety like a sponge, frequently rushing off in the middle of a conversation. Because of his gullible nature he is easily confused and gets extremely frustrated with sarcastic people, who he can't stand. Since he was a kitten, he also gets easily distracted very often, and is probably the most susceptible to following off some random moth even if he knows it's dangerous. Caterpillartail is scared of outsiders and hides behind the clan-mates who are openly hostile to them if he ever has to come in contact with one. History: Caterpillartail was born in the clan with his sister Flaxstalk to eccentric but neglectful parents, and were mostly left in the paws of the group to be raised. He had many close encounters with death as a kitten after wandering off, and he and his sister amplified each other's worrisome traits, making them both worse as they got older. Right before he became an apprentice their parents were killed by rogues in some sort of scuffle, and it destroyed the then Caterpillarkit at the time, because all hope for any sort of attention from them was gone. Family: Flaxstalk (sister from the same litter), Open Mate: Open Kits: Crushes: Extras: Loves all sorts of bugs, often tries to collect old insect shells or get them to land on him, stung many times for his troubles. He's also followed after Death's Head Hawkmoths multiple times in his life, saved only by someone interfering.
Warrior
Flaxstalk | Female | 24 Moons | Elmosolyodik
Description: Flaxstalk is a scruffy white she-cat with clusters of black dapples congregrated near the large black patch on her back, her chest and front legs, and the middle of her face. There are also two patches of black fur over her eyes and ears, almost completely parted by a strip of white coming up from the top of her noise. She is an ungroomed mess and prickly to the touch, with all sorts of forest scraps tangled up in her, and has light yellow eyes.
Personality: Fidgety and tense, Flaxstalk's nerves are always agitated and on edge, constantly losing her cool and having a hard time controlling her emotions. It's like she never stops moving, whether it's pacing, drumming her paws, twitching her tail or rolling her shoulders. She is grim and serious and very protective of her brother, Caterpillartail in the background. There's a very high emphasis on her duties and the contribution of well-being to the clan for her, and seems extra jumpy around clan outsiders, who have to earn some sort of her respect before she can view them as anything other than threats. She bears many of the worries for others who hide their emotions, and carries her childhood anxiety on her back.
History: Flaxstalk was born in the clan with her brother Caterpillartail to eccentric but neglectful parents. Soon after they were born they were sleeping in the nursery by themselves and more in the paws of the group than the cats who had them, so she had to keep her troublesome brother from getting himself killed on multiple occasions, all while growing up with no clear parental figures. Right before they became apprentices their parents were killed by rogues in some sort of scuffle, leaving them even more alone than before.
Family: Caterpillartail (brother from the same litter), Open
Mate: Open
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Extras: She has a sort of raspy, almost accented voice, and the secret to calming her down is physical contact. Extra wary around Death's Head Hawkmoths
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Jan 18, 2019 14:45:45 GMT -5
Wickett (wick-it) | female | 18 moons | spaceotterr<3 Rank: plan on having her become a rogue, but for now she is a kittpet. Description: Wickett is a slender black She cat with dazzling green eyes that transfer from green to yellow at times. She is all black with smudges of orange all over her body. Has a beautiful fluffy tail that is held high all the time. Personality: she is very wicked, hence the name. She is mean and sometimes a bully, but she is only ‘playing’. She is a big suck to her family and twoleg but hates clothes and collars. She is patient with two legs. History: brother got taken to another twoleg, her and her sister stayed together. Family: sister is Cleo (short for Cleo-cat-ra ) Mate: Kits: Crush: Other: She is a little bit bisexual, but mostly straight. She loves the woods. Death’s head hawkmoth Cleo (Cleo-cat-ra) | female | 18 moons | spaceotterr<3 Rank: kittypet Description: a beautiful tabby she cat with smudges of other colours all over her body. She has fluffy neck hair. She is shorter than her sister Wickett. Has green eyes that transfer from green to yellow at times. Personality: she is just like a princess, very spoiled. She can be very generous, but hates the woods. Hates bugs. She is sometimes a little rough and likes to horse around. Big suck to her twoleg. Family: sister is Wickett. Kits: Crush: Other: straight, needs a handsome Tom. And both cats are unspayed. Wickett  Cleo  |
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ittybitty
you'll probably find me in the vents
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Post by ittybitty on Jan 21, 2019 16:48:15 GMT -5
Rogue
Beehive | she-cat | 9 moons | ittybitty
Description: If you could describe Beehive in two words, they’d be 'fluffy' and 'shadow'. The only things on her that aren’t raven-colored are her eyes, nose, and paw pads. Her eyes present themselves as honey-colored slits, and her pink nose is heart-shaped. Her calloused paw pads are the same color as her nose.
Personality: Whether it’s to herself or to others, she likes to talk, and when she is talking, she’s pretty loud. Always aware of her surroundings though, she’ll immediately shut up if she catches a glimpse or whiff of something suspicious. Beehive is also an energetic cat, so you might just find her leaping from tree branch to tree branch or zooming on ahead. She’s easily distracted and tends to procrastinate, but she’s rather friendly to everyone she meets, unless she has reason not to. She can be a bit sadistic at times, and this shows when she’s hunting. She likes to sometimes play around with her prey, throwing it up into the air or batting it into bushes, and when she finally comes around to killing it, her prey suffers a slow death. She lies a lot, even when there seems to be no gain for her. She might come back from hunting with a bird and say that she saw another cat in the woods, even though the only things she saw were two birds.
History: Up until she was 7 moons old, Beehive was a rogue living in the big city. Born to two rogues, she was quickly taught to hunt alongside her two siblings. Unfortunately, while hunting in the dirty streets, Beehive was caught by Twolegs and put up for adoption. At the adoption center, she and Willow were adopted and lived in the Twoleg's apartment for about a moon. The Twoleg went to the log cabins in Mothclan's territory, bringing Beehive and Willow along, and at the first sign of freedom, they escaped into the woods. Though not related by blood, Willow and Beehive consider each other to be siblings.
Family: Mother - Cloudy, Father - Butter [deceased], Brother - Feathers, Sister - Popcorn
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Extras: If she stands or sits up too quickly, her legs go wobbly and she goes blind for a solid three seconds. She loves the sound of rain and when there’s fog. Beehive is pansexual.
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Willow | non-binary | 9 moons | ittybitty
Description: Willow is what could be considered a pastel calico. They have the same colors as any other calico cat, except their colors are diluted. Their version of orange is bit more on the creamy side, and instead of black, they have grey. Willow's paw pads and nose are both brick red, and their eyes are a light green.
Personality: Willow will often side with whoever they thinks will win. They’ll try to gain the cat's favor, and mirror their personality. With an outgoing cat, Willow will be just as outgoing as they are. If they’ve sided with a quiet cat, Willow will talk very little and mostly just observe. A usually manipulative cat, they feed lies to others to get what they want. However, sometimes they’ll put their manipulative personality to good use by weaving lies to help out those they think need it. Beehive would describe Willow as an overachiever, and she’s right. If a cat tells Willow to bring back two pieces of prey, they’ll come back with four. They act cold and snarky to anyone they dislike, trying to constantly get under their fur. They’re very productive, making the best out of their time, and when they commit to something, they really commit to it, letting nothing distract them.
History: They were born a kittypet, but when their Twoleg died of old age, their family took to the streets. Everyone quickly learned to hunt and scavenge but at 7 moons old, Willow's brother and themselves were captured by Twolegs. At the adoption center, her brother died from a sickness he could not battle, even with the help of the Twolegs' medicine. Soon after, Willow was adopted alongside Beehive and the two cats lived in their Twoleg's apartment for about a moon. The Twoleg took Willow and Beehive on a trip, and they finally arrived at the log cabins located in Mothclan’s territory. As soon as they could, Beehive and Willow escaped into the forest and have been there ever since. Willow and Beehive consider each other siblings, even though they’re not related by blood.
Family: Mother - Hurricane, Father - Tortilla, Brother - Fern [deceased], Brother - Queso
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Extra: If they get tree sap on themselves, the spot that the tree sap touched becomes itchy, which is why Willow doesn’t climb trees often. They love sunny days, as long as they’re not scorching hot. Willow is pansexual.
I'll be adding two clan cats either later today, or tomorrow.
Death's Head Hawkmoth
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Post by ғewp|leaf🍁 on Jan 21, 2019 22:16:54 GMT -5
Moonclaw| Tom | 19 moons | ғewp|leaf🍁Description: Moonclaw is a jet black colored pelt cat that has white dapples on his back, a tail that is white on the tip, a white eye spot, yellow glowing eyes, with white ears, a white muzzle and a black nose. Personality: Moonclaw is a more loyal cat that has always liked other she cats, but he never knows who his true mate should really be. He has cared for his clanmates more than himself. History: Family: Mate: Kits: Crushes: Extras: Moonclaw has an italian accent. |
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Post by Rio on Jan 24, 2019 16:11:29 GMT -5
Warrior
Nettleseed | She-cat | 29 moons | Laputani
Description: Nettleseed is a small, fairly plain looking, greyish-brown tabby she-cat with pale green eyes and black tabby markings. Her only notable feature is her short, bobbed tail which is black. Nettleseed views herself as your average "plain Jane" and hates standing out from the crowd and being the centre of attention.
Personality: Nettleseed always seems to be in a permanent state of lethargy and drowsiness despite her high levels of awareness. She is very observant and extremely precise when remembering or describing details. In spite of her stoic and reclusive demeanour, Nettleseed is a conditioned warrior and has a strong sense of loyalty and dedication towards her clan. Nettleseed has mottephobia but tries not to be disrespectful towards clan tradition. She also dislikes large crowds of cats, making her own warrior ceremony a bit of a struggle.
History: Nettleseed was the only kit born to a loner she-cat and her Mothclan mate. As a result, she was viewed as a bit of a scandal when she was younger and so tried her best to blend into clan life and be as mediocre as possible.
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Extras: Nettleseed is fairly quiet, but when she does speak she does so in a monotone, dull voice.
(Death's Head Hawkmoth)
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Post by Protractor on Feb 18, 2019 19:04:17 GMT -5
1 to 2 questions:
1-Can I join
2-Do I need to make new fur babies or can I (new forms) bring my Ghostclan cats here?
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 18, 2019 19:17:43 GMT -5
Sadly, Mothclan is a discontinued clan now!
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Post by Protractor on Feb 18, 2019 20:14:30 GMT -5
Well gee wiz!First Ghostclan now this!??!?!?!?Wow,just….wow
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