|
Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 2, 2018 18:37:26 GMT -5
thunderkit sounds great to me! and alright, ross, i'll get a starter up~
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 18:39:07 GMT -5
Five pages already! You guys are actually the best! and awesome I'm pleased start kitting start kitting start kitting XD I'm only a little bit excited, promise
|
|
|
Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Oct 2, 2018 18:41:17 GMT -5
Sure go ahead and make that Starter, Star! So that'll leave me with Snowpaw left c:
Alright when starters are out, i'll also add in Ashleap to the mix to converse with Wilted and Fallow
|
|
|
Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 2, 2018 18:59:51 GMT -5
Cindercreek »Oh, how Cindercreek loved hunting. The rush of trying not to be noticed, the adrenaline that came with chasing after his prey. For such a massive tom, he was quick on his paws, and ran down his prey like he was taking a leisurely walk. The rabbit stood no chance - nor did the squirrel, the mouse, or anything else he trailed after. He'd always been an adept hunter - mostly because the thrill of the chase and the urge to kill was something he'd known all his life. Cindercreek wasn't an evil cat, by any mean. No, he simply gave in to that wild call in his blood, the one that raged and fought for him to take back the basic instinct of his ancestors that had been bred out of his kind for centuries. Oh, Cindercreek wondered what it was like to be the apex predator, king of the land and all those who lived on it. One day, Cindercreek would lead his clan. He was sure of it.
That wasn't to say he thought his brother couldn't lead - Cindercreek could see the benefits of the leader Pewterstar was, and he knew that for the most part, the clan loved his brother like he'd been their brother instead. And, yes, Cindercreek supposed he loved his brother. But with Pewterstar, the clan wasn't leading the lives they could - they weren't being the predators they had once been. If Cindercreek were in charge, nothing and no one would challenge them. He'd turn Estuaryclan into the greatest group of cats in history. He would take back the power they'd abandoned so long ago.
Perhaps it was this ambition that drew those dark cats to him, the ones who called out in his honor, who shouted his plan to the night sky and laughed at those who thought they should do no more than they were. Perhaps, in some way, he had called these cats to him, the ones who stalked through his dreams and called him 'leader' and 'savior'. Perhaps they'd always been there, watching from the shadows as he grew, and with him, his dreams. Perhaps that were the ones who'd given his those dreams, those aches for more, more, more.
But for now, he had to wait. Blast it, he hated waiting, but he had to. Pewterstar was a good leader, albeit a little weak. If Cindercreek wanted to prove himself the better tom, he had to wait, and take only the opportunities provided for him. He couldn't kill his brother to take his place - Cindercreek had no intentions of being the cat that removed his brother from life. But if one day it came down to it, choosing his brother over his dreams, he had no qualms about the choice he would make. He could only hope that Pewterstar wouldn't hate him for it.
- { -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 } - { estuaryclan territory } -
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 19:08:30 GMT -5
I've read one post from cindercreek, and I already love him
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 19:15:03 GMT -5
Adderblaze - - - EstuaryClan Warrior; Camp, Sorrelpaw, Dawnmoss. Ever the diligent cat, the tom's ears perked forward at movement nearby, and like a vulture stalking a dying piece of prey, the warrior watched the apprentice as she approached the fresh kill pile. His eyes narrowed a shade but for now he said nothing, the only movement was the occasional twitch of his long tail, otherwise Adderblaze seemed to be entirely still where he stood. Whiskers twitching in a gesture which on another cat might have looked like amusement, but on his expression it was largely unreadable. Something that might have been considered close to curiosity, but there was something strange behind his expression, something intermingled with a little surprise and then something much darker. His surprise practically tripled when the apprentice had the dare to say something to him, and he very nearly chuckled but managed to bite back the sound before it slipped through his lips. He was a warrior, one of the best, and warriors of his standard didn't chuckle, most certainly not in the presence of apprentices who were meant to be learning and respecting their elders. But what was in front of him was something very different to respect, even the young warrior knew that. Pausing for a moment before he responded, tail moving to wrap comfortable around his large paws. He took a slow bite of his prey, eating it slowly and savouring in its taste, his action was almost sarcastic and almost amusing. It was a performance, ever the type to be dramatic especially in front of cats younger than himself. After all, he was their superior. "Good morning," his tone was one of distaste but surprising calm. "And what, out of curiosity, do you think you're doing? I didn't know you were on the dawn patrol, and that was the last one to go out." His words were perfectly logical, even if in his own strange way he was having a great deal of fun already. "And surely you wouldn't take something for yourself before doing your duty for our clan?"
Fellflower - - - EstuaryClan Warrior; Camp, Wheatpetal, -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊. Bored of waiting around as the rest of camp came alive around her, seemingly deciding to ignore the pretty shecat watching the camp in silence. Fellflower decided somewhat begrudgingly that she was going to have to be productive with her day if she was wanting to eat at some point that day, and with Leafbare on the horizon, the entire clan would need as much prey as they could eat. And as one of the clan's finest warriors, she of all the clan would need to be well fed in order to best care for them. But even she wouldn't dare attempt take something for herself before she went about her duties for the day, knowing Fireblaze would likely have the fur from her back if she even tried. Casting her gaze around camp in search of someone to keep her company, she was bored out of her mind and for once the chance at a companion would be an appealing one as opposed to something to be avoided. She flared her nostrils, in search of someone who she thought might make a reasonable person with whom to spend her morning. She hesitated, uncertain for a moment as she flickered her gaze across the mingling pelts of clanmates, until it landed solidly on the soft brown fur of the familiar Wheatpetal. She'll do, I suppose and with that Fellflower lifted herself onto her paws and approached in silence. "Good morning," her voice was kind enough, taking on its usual charming and melodic tone but for once underlined with something which seemed to carry a genuine degree of kindness to it, a rareity for the strange warrior. Whilst good natured, she found her clanmates were at times rather boring, but for now she was seeking out companionship, and if she wanted that she was going to have to be friendly. Or at least put on the facade of being friendly to the other cats. Coming to stand beside the warrior and sitting down, a yawn broke across her expression before she spoke. "How are you this morning? And more importantly what are your plans? I'm wanting to get out of camp and get rid of some energy." She explained quickly, words tumbling like a waterfall from her lips.
|
|
|
Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 2, 2018 19:15:45 GMT -5
thank you! c: i'm really excited for him, he's not the usual sort i use
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 19:18:27 GMT -5
He seems really interesting! I can't wait for this clan in general to be entirely honest, I cannot believe how quickly it seems to have flourished and thank you all so much for it!
And I can't wait for Noxclan either, it seems really interesting!
|
|
|
Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 2, 2018 19:21:28 GMT -5
thank you! i'm excited for noxclan as well, i feel like it's an interesting plot without straying too far from the norm
|
|
|
Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Oct 2, 2018 19:45:02 GMT -5
Palesky, Palesky is a dilute tortoiseshell with a white chest and paws, and round green eyes. She's a large she-cat, although she looks even bigger with her long coat and tufted tail and face. Despite her size, this she-cat is sweet and gentle, with enough patience to wait out nine lives. She would never mean ill intent, and puts her Clanmates' needs before her own. Her kindness is easy to take advantage of, making her gullible to things she won't immediately look into. But don't let her meek demeanor fool you, as she still has bulk, muscle, and a strong fighting spirit for what she believes. nissabug Warrior Open to anything!! ancient shadows, also she's down w/ the dark forest lol
Laurelstep, Laurelstep is a bright white tom with large ears, a narrow face, and wide blue eyes. He's not tall, but definitely lanky, and looks like he never eats. This tom is very nervous and doesn't like to speak up. He's very intelligent and is good at strategizing a perfect pounce or effective battle plan, but he'd be too afraid to talk about it or suggest a plan to someone. He finds it hard to talk casually and make friends, but he tries his best, even if it ends up being awkward. He also gets embarrassed easy and will overthink if he's not careful. However, when it comes down to it, he will instinctively do what he needs to in battle. nissabug Warrior Open to anything!! ancient shadows
Bloomingpaw, Bloomingpaw is a small but sturdy chocolate calico. Most of her fur is brown, with splashes of white and orange markings only on her face and tail. She has round features and short legs that make her constantly quick-walk to match steps with cats. She loves to talk about anything and everything, and enjoys making friends. Even though she likes listening to her friends and their secrets, she has a hard time keeping them and tends to blab, so it's not recommended to tell her anything like that. She's very energetic and happy to be helping her Clanmates, devoted to being the best warrior she can be. nissabug Apprentice Open to littermates, gimme those sweet sibling relationships ancient shadows
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 19:47:45 GMT -5
Welcome ✨ nissabug ✨! shall add now
|
|
|
Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Oct 2, 2018 19:49:16 GMT -5
((thank you so much!!))
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 19:52:01 GMT -5
(all added!)
|
|
Asexual
Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
|
Post by Lycaonia on Oct 2, 2018 19:52:23 GMT -5
Poppythorn ~ Camp/Nursery ~ With Pewterstar (Starlit)Poppythorn buzzed from the force of the purr that rumbled through her body. She knew how hard it was for Pewterstar to give way, even to her, but it warmed her heart that he would listen to her, accept her words and her nature. In return, she silent accepted that she would have to do the same. Poppythorn had always been strong-willed, but Pewterstar was her Leader as well as her mate and she had to know how to step back and let him take the lead. That he could let his barriers down and let her see him as he was, see his softer side, it made her duck her head to press it against his wide chest. "I know you will," She murmured against his fur, voice choked with emotion, "I know you'll keep us safe. I believe in you." It took Poppythorn a good few long minutes to calm herself enough to lift her head. She smiled softly at Pewterstar, before yawning widely. The kits had slowed in their movements after she had fed, leaving the queen feeling sleepy and full. She blinked slowly at her mate, before pressing into his side and settling down. "Have you time to stay a while?" She mewed up at the tom, "Or will you be needing to get back to your duties?" She was conscious of the fact that he had already spent a good bit of time with him that morning, but she was honest enough with herself to acknowledge that she'd love to fall asleep with him at her side. She'd love to wake up with him still there, but she knew that was almost impossible. She knew and accepted that he was much busier than other toms long before they became mates.
|
|
|
Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Oct 2, 2018 20:04:29 GMT -5
((i need to finish this gross essay and then I'll make starters or respond to cats that are open!!))
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 20:07:00 GMT -5
(replying in just a moment, but I had a couple of questions for y'all if that's ok.
( a ) I expected to wait much longer for people to actually join, but given we already have a reasonable number of members, how would you guys feel about the plot starting somewhat soon? Maybe tomorrow, or perhaps this weekend? Which leads to the question of ii - How do you guys want it to go down, I know it was my plot but I'd like to involve you lovely people as well. I'd ideally like it to be a somewhat slow burn of the eclipse happening but then fading, and the medicine cats going to the moonstone, but finding no answers and letting the clan know this. Then perhaps when Pewter insists on continually trying, those cats turning to the dark side begin to refuse to go back under the belief they have been abandoned? Do you guys have any other ideas/things you'd like to happen? ( b ) The idea is that a fight breaks out in which Pewterstar loses a life, but as previously mentioned because starclan has fallen, he can't move on to his next life, but can't find his way to starclan either so he is effectively left in limbo. He is potentially the cat who manages to give the prophecy to our eventual medicine cat if that's ok with you guys [still need to figure out a prophecy type thing XD] What do you guys think of this out of curiosity, and who wants to kill poor pewter? ( c ) as mentioned in the plotlines section, the prophecy precedes the kits [so ideally sweetpetal doesn't yet know or at least hasn't told anyone she is expecting kits] but the dark cats catch wind that she is potentially the mother [ideally the prophecy hints at such] and kills the father to try and prevent the kits, which perhaps forces sweet into exhile for protecting her kits purposes. So do you guys think it would be cool for some cats to join her? if so would anyone like to? which leads to final question of - ii- when do you want the kits to be born? and any idea of what order the queens give birth in/preference.)
|
|
|
Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 2, 2018 20:16:47 GMT -5
i'm alright with starting soon! i'd prefer not to have any of my cats "kill" pewter, if that's alright. and i was wondering - since none of the prophecy kits have been claimed as far as i know, could i possibly claim one? if not it's completely fine, i understand! and i like the idea of pewter being in limbo - i can try to write up a possible prophecy for you? if you'd like
i'm willing to have fallowsong and sunpaw go with sweetpetal! i think it would be interesting to see the tension between fire and sun that comes of it, bc ross and i were planning on fire and cinder possibly being a thing eventually, and i feel like it would cause problems between the brothers if one was into the 'evil' leader and the other was entirely against him, but that's only if ross likes that idea as well -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊
i think fallow is just recently pregnant, but she would probably give birth before sweet if no one knew that sweet was pregnant when the prophecy was given - so if poppy gives birth just before the big fight, perhaps fallow could give birth not long after?
edit. if i'm allowed a prophecy kit, i might withdraw my poppy/pewter kit so that i don't have too many kits/characters, if that's alright
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 20:22:14 GMT -5
No worries, I understand, I just thought I'd throw the question out there now so we don't come to the actual drama and all of a sudden we have no idea as to who is going to be doing what XD that would make the tension a little bit ruined if we suddenly have to stop in order to figure something out, though that might just be me XD
That could be interesting having queens and young kits in exile XD especially if a lot of the other cats are perhaps too worried as to the consequences of leaving [if these dark forest cats can kill their own leader, they probably don't have any qualms in killing other clanmates which could potentially lead to an interesting dynamic, maybe even a spy within the clan to let the exiles know what is happening? though I'm just throwing things out there right now, tell me to shut up at any point.]
Ooh, depending on what Lycaonia says perhaps poppy gives birth during the fight? The heartbreak of pewter never meeting his kits would tear me apart, though I understand if that's potentially a bit much.
You'd be fine to have multiple kits kale, I'd be ok with that though if you'd prefer not to I understand no problem
This is going to be so much fun!
|
|
|
|
Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 2, 2018 20:40:16 GMT -5
i think i'll give my poppy kit spot to someone else, so that everyone has a chance to the litters ^.^ and it would be heartbreaking to see poppy give birth around the time pewter dies - i would actually cry xD
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 20:47:13 GMT -5
I’m now super tempted to claim a poppypewter kit damn, and I would actually be shattered,but good shattered XD must stay strong. I am replying, promise, an especially fat cat has chosen to take residence on my knee making typing a bit of a task
|
|
|
Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 2, 2018 21:05:50 GMT -5
um, it's a cat, that's never an issue. cats are precious
and i mean, pewter is your cat, so having his kit makes sense xD
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 21:10:56 GMT -5
Pewterstar - - - EstuaryClan Leader; Camp, Poppythorn, Lycaonia . Smiling as she tucked her head beneath his larger head, he paused for a heartbeat, basking in the warmth of her scent and the sweet milky scent of her fur. The familiar scent of the moors and fells, of wilderness clinging to Poppythorn’s dark fur but now intermingled with something new. That brought warmth and pride burning through his chest, the scent of approaching motherhood and new life. It brought excitement through his veins and concern in his heart, but with it the undying need to protect all of them with everything he had. Given half the chance he’d have remained at her side until the kits were born, never leaving her side even then but life was rarely so easy. He ran his nose softly across the swell of her stomach affectionately but he shook his head, eyes flickering with a mixture of uncertainty. Duties and fatherhood pilled him in different directions, and threatened to practically tear him in half. Soon enough he would need to leave the warmth of the nursery into the hardship of the world outside and preparation for the coming season. There was much to strategise and plan. But not now, for at least a moment he could enjoy peace with his mate. “I’ll stay for now,” he promised licking her ears. “The clan won’t collapse around me after just one day.”
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 2, 2018 21:12:56 GMT -5
The adorable pest XD and true XD you lot are very convincing
|
|
|
Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Oct 2, 2018 21:15:41 GMT -5
((i like all these ideas! i feel like if anything palesky would fight him, mostly for the sake of the clan, but like kill him by accident?? lol,,, and laurelstep would maybe go with sweetpetal))
|
|
|
Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 2, 2018 21:37:34 GMT -5
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 3, 2018 7:09:05 GMT -5
Tess thanks you for the compliments, though her ego is inflated enough she doesn't really need it XD
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 3, 2018 13:59:50 GMT -5
Anyone about?
|
|
|
Post by Starlit on Oct 3, 2018 17:15:35 GMT -5
Anyone about?
|
|
|