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Post by Starlit on Oct 8, 2018 19:59:36 GMT -5
>> Introduction
Whilst our lives have rarely been simple, and almost never peaceful. FrostClan has long learned to adapt to what has been thrown at us over the moons. When living on the edge of chaos is a part of day to day life, there is little left that can scare you. And for the longest time that was how we lived our lives, in the belief that our clan was the biggest threat in our homes, and nothing would be able to truly hurt us. Though not perfect, we grew used to what turned others away, and made the most of a bad situation. Our boldness and confidence would be our downfall though, as when something few could control tore through the clan like winds across the moors. We were left vulnerable to the world who had been waiting for its opportunity. Darkness floods through our lands and takes up all of what was once ours and what we once knew as safe. Taking its hold on the clan until we aren't sure that there is any light left in all of our home, we are torn between running for our lives and fighting for what is ours. If we can make it until morning, we might just get through this. But first we must survive the night. >> Rules
i. The Basics.
Forum rules are in place for a reason, to keep the forums a fun and safe place for all. Hence, please abide by any and all rules enforced by the community, and the failure to do so will result in disciplinary action on the part of myself or a mod.
ii. The Requirements. In order to join this roleplay, I request that members be capable of accessing a reasonable level of literacy, including grammar and spelling. I expect you to maintain a standard of an absolute minimum of 5 lines of writing per character per post.
iii. The Activity. Roleplaying on a twenty-four hour basis is not necessary, however, as to keep roleplay going at a reasonable pace and minimise waiting times, I ask that you come onto the thread to roleplay at least 3 days a week for an hour.
iv. The Joining. Should you wish to join this thread, I would like to ask a couple of things first. On initial joining, please join with two characters, one of each gender and then continuing attempting to maintain a balanced gender ratio amongst your characters. For every two characters you make, please have the third be Dark Forest to help with evenness for when the plot comes into fruition.
v. The Characters. What makes roleplay fun, the creatures we get to make. Whilst I like to allow joiners a degree of artistic integrity in creating their characters, understand the setting of our cats and the lives they are likely to lead. No cat is perfect, hence incorporate this into the manner in which you roleplay, nor do they have wings, purple fur or names like Africastorm or Morningwifi. Furthermore, be realistic in how you roleplay.
vi. The Development. Admittedly this is a rule stolen from my research looking into other existing and previous clans, so I lay no claims to it but felt it was a good idea. As to help with the development of the clan, as it is meant to have existed a reasonable length of time. Please find family members for your cats amongst the clan's existing allegiances, i.e. where your cats share familiar traits with another member's, ask if they can share a bloodline. Whilst I wont make you, I thought it might be interesting to develop that sort of dynamic. However, please don't join as members of your own family.
>> Joining Form
Name, About your cat, their appearance, personality. @screenname Rank Bloodlines, Relationships, Enemies, etc. Other
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 9:53:18 GMT -5
>> About the Clan
In general, our cats tend to be smaller in nature, muscled but not to the point of being massive we place more importance on stamina and speed than we do on strength given the hilly terrain of our territory and how expansive it is. This coupled with the lack of major predators within our home means that being especially strong isn't as much of a priority as other traits for members of our clan, though bulkier cats aren't unheard of. Hence, FrostClan is a group of cats smaller in nature for the most part but especially tough despite their smaller size. Due to the diverse nature of our territory in terms of foliage, there is no specific pelt colour which blends in best with all of our territory, as a result our clan is incredibly varied in terms of the coats we carry. Though the common feature due to the cold nature of our home, namely very cold and rainy and on occasion even snowy, is that our fur tends to be very thick and feathered as to keep the cold off of our bones. For the most part we are a hardy group of cats, well adapted to our territory which means that whilst not perfect, we are good at surviving the harsh conditions our home often throws our direction. Outsiders might regard our cats as stubborn and even hotheaded, but having adapted to a cruel world we are prone to keeping ourselves to ourselves and aren't often too accepting to those outside our ranks. Though we aren't necessarily mean natured, if you aren't welcome here the cats will make it known and don't expect a warm welcome if you come from the outside. However, to eachother we are loyal and tightly knit, keeping close to our history and believing that remembering our past is key to our survival. Our belief in StarClan has, however, begun to waiver in recent moons given the cruel fate that has befallen a number of our beloved members. Few know what the future might hold, but we will stick together no matter what it ends up being.
>> Territory
Dead End Canyon. What is believed to have once been a river but has long since dried up, it is now a large canyon cutting its way through our lands but one end is impossible to get out of without turning around and going all the way back due to how steep its sides are.
Frost River. How we first came to the territory, during leafbare this river was frozen and allowed us to cross into the safety of our current territory. But during other parts of the year it is incredibly fast flowing to the point of being dangerous, providing protection to our cats.
Howling Hills. To the east of our territory the land dwindles into expansive hills which seem to go on forever, aligned in such a manner that when the winds tear across its plains, it sounds as though the hills themselves are howling.
Lilypad Lake. A small body of water found central to our territory and the primary source of water for our cats aside from brooks and creeks. It is known for the variety of lilypads which inhabit its waters, and the toads and frogs which live here.
Owl Sycamore. Found deep within the western woodlands of our territory there is a great sycamore tree which is home to a pair of owls, though not generally a threat during leafbare it hasn't been unheard of for the owls to take a young kit or apprentice in desperation for food.
Painted Hills. A patch of moors and hilly terrain found to the west of the territory, it is named for the strange colouration of the terrain, natural blends of dark red earth sweeping into green grass and dark brown dirt.
Shadow Woods. An especially dreary woodland found closest to the Quagsmire, its foliage overhead is especially thick meaning it is often cast in darkness, and the boggy nature of the ground underfoot makes it an unsafe place to be. However, for those who dare it is a good place to catch birds.
Storm Point. FrostClan's tallest point, it is set on a large hill found to the north east of the territory, dotted with trees and bushes,it is a prime place to watch the rest of the territory and ensure that no dangers are coming, and hunting here is plentiful.
The Quagmire. Our border to the south, it is a patch of wooded trees which from a distance wouldn't draw much attention, but it is in fact an incredibly boggy area to the point of being dangerous. It is our predominant manner of defence in this direction.
Winding Brook. A small branch of the Frost River which diverts through our territory and comes closest to the camp, it is named for the bizarre nature in which it swirls through our territory, constantly weaving left and right.
>> Camp
Accessed via the Dead End Canyon, when one reaches about half way down the paths of the dried riverbed, they will find a small cave entrance to the side of the canyon. When entering this cave and following its paths, you will find FrostClan's camp, found within a small quarry only accessible via this cave, unless a cat is brave enough to attempt to make their way down its steep walls. Leader's Den. Found at the highest den within camp, the leader makes their nest within a small cave in the walls of the cavern accessed by a small path winding up the camp walls. Though not huge, it is comfortable and safe, often used as a place for the vulnerable during times of unrest due to its safety.
Medicine Cat Den. In close proximity to the thicket of the nursery, it is directly beside it and in the form of a large trio of rocks rested together in such a way that it creates a sheltered den for the medicine cat, apprentice and their patients.
Warrior's Den. The largest den in camp in order to provide as much space as possible for those who serve FrostClan, it is found on the lowest level of the quarry and is simply a large cavern providing a sheltered home for our warriors.
Apprentice's Den. Young cats training to become warriors make their nests within a smaller cavern similar to the warrior's den but on the opposite side of camp and closest to the camp's entrance. It is a little higher in terms of its placement on the camp walls.
Nursery. A natural growing thicket even within the stony confines of the quarry, it is unusual but we make use of it all the same as a place for the clan's queens and their kits to sleep in comfort and safety beside the medicine cat den.
Elder's Den. Cats who have made the decision to retire from service to the clan can spend the rest of their lives in peace within a small but comfortable dip within the camp floor itself, similar to a badger den but made by the clan for this purpose to allow the oldest of our clan easy access to their nests.
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 10:09:23 GMT -5
>> Leader
Howlingstar. If you know this tom, you will likely think his name a strange one given his calm and quiet demeanour. His mother kitted him and his siblings on the Howling Hills, she was a rogue who had found herself amidst clan territory very close to the birth of her kits which would be the death of her. The then unnamed kitten was found on the brink of death with his littermates, and brought into FrostClan, where he would grow into a fine warrior Howlingshadow, until he rose to the ranks of deputy and eventually warrior, though far earlier than most expected him to. His predecessor was killed by the illness which took so much of the clan, even Howlingstar's own litter of kits, he came to leadership with grief and sadness, but is determined to rebuild his beloved clan into the place he one knew it to be. Compared to most of his clan, Howlingstar is a massive tom. Just by looking at him you can tell this cat isn't of Clan blood, massive and muscled. Fortunately he carries the same thick pelt which is common to his clan, but towers over most of his clanmates in terms of stature. He carries a coat of midnight black, changing in colour only when one reaches his eyes which are a sparkling green piercing through the dark of his fur. Known even from youth as an especially level headed young cat, he is hard to anger or really draw any clear form of emotion from, he is an unreadable cat even to those closest to him. He is a firm tom, though not unkind he isn't unwilling to put others in their place when he feels it is necessary, but is a good listener and by no means does he rule the clan with an iron thumb. At heart he is kind, though only a handful of cats are able to see this side of him, and he is often his own worst enemy. Refusing to allow others to know when he is hurting, and only allowing the medicine cat to see him once he is certain every other cat has been seen too, which has caused the loss of more than one of his lives. Starlit ☆☆★★★★★★★
>> Deputy
Monarchreather. He is a dark reddish ginger tom with a black hue, most prominent on his flanks, forehead and tail tip, he also has black lynx like ear tips with white toes and chest. He has dark yellowish amber eyes and is quite calm, compassionate, and brave. Monarchfeather is very sweet and kindhearted, hes very outgoing and friendly. Monarchfeather can also be moody from time to time mostly in the morning, He is super grumpy and not a morning person. Otherwise he is a wise cat, but isn't cocky and open to criticism. He is quite optimistic and always sees the good in everything, he is also a very respected cat in Frostclan, he is quite skilled at executing a plan, not so much creating one. ♡ Bun ♡
>> Medicine Cat
Bluerose. Bluerose seems to be the perfect combination of her two parents, one being a blue, the other being snowy white. Her base coat is a light cream, the color or fresh snow or warm milk, dappled all across of it in indistinct patterns is a deep, crisp blue, like dark, turbulent waters. This shecat possess the build expected of a FrostClan cat, lithe and small, with very long, thick fur to combat against the cold. Giving her a quick glance over, one wouldn't see anything out of the ordinary. But upon closer examination one will find a giant, nasty gash over her chest, split right down the middle. Her thick, fluffy fur helps hide this. Other than that one imperfection, Bluerose is untouched, not even a split in one of her ears. She has a very long, feathery tail, and deep, almost terrifying dark blue eyes. Bluerose isn't the nicest cat... She is in fact, very flawed, and objectively rather rude. She shows no patience for childish games, and handles everything with a dull, uninterested expression. She is mature, though can snap rather childishly at times if you upset her, as she has problems when it comes to anger. For the most part thought Bluerose is rather... emotionless. She is very smart, with a great memory and problem solving skills. Even though she isn't the nicest cat, there is no doubt that she does her job very well. This shecat is also very in tune with StarClan, acting like, for lack of a better word, a priestess. Everything she does she does for StarClan, she puts them above everything, she communes with them every night. She has a hatred for those who have cast away their faith simply because they feel StarClan is not caring for their clan, as she seems to think that there is a reason for their behavior. Fiercely independent and never afraid to stand up for what she believes in, and yet, Bluerose also tries her best to keep her anger at bay with her clan mates. Although she never mentions it, this shecat is on a mission to try to regain her honor within the clan. She feels an intense burden and guilt for sins that she did not commit... Long ago. Bluerose was born the only child to Littlerose, the former medicine cat of FrostClan, and Darkcall, a very dependable, and noble warrior. The clan was understandably outraged that the medicine cat had betrayed the code and had kits, so things were always turbulent between the parents, and the clan. Right as Bluerose had started her apprentice training, Darkcall announced that he was tired of how the clan was treating them. He, and Littlerose left the clan to forge for themselves, traveling to the outskirts of FrostClan territory to live out their lives as loners. Things were peaceful, for a time. Bluerose had begun to learn the art of medicine from her mother, while their father provided for them. However, this peace did not last long. Darkcall began to act strangely, Bluerose believes that he was hearing the voices of some false Gods. He would ramble on and on about the secret to immortality, and the ingredients needed. The former warrior began to lure apprentices, and even warriors towards the outskirts and would murder them in a profane, disgusting manner. When he got everything he needed from the carcasses, he would dump the bodies at the border. It is unknown how many cats died to the hands of Darkcall, but he can be tied back to a string of missing cats, and murders. When Bluerose was approaching the age of a warrior, her mother attacked her father in hopes of killing him. She ordered for her daughter to run, and so she did. She ran all the way to the FrostClan camp, and on that day of arrival she promised herself to right the wrongs of her father, to try to regain the honor of her family name... She does this not out of a sympathy for her father, but for her mother, who's name she inherited. Bluerose has never seen, nor heard from either of her parents again. 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ
>> Medicine Cat Apprentice
Magpiepaw. Coupled with a petite stature and seemingly fragile physique, this feminine looks nothing like war material. What she lacks in brawn is quickly compensated for in speed. Her limbs are spindly, making her easily agile and limber, allowing the development of lean muscle to tone her shoulders. She stands daintily on bijou paws and, as a result, strides surprisingly regally for an apprentice fresh out of the nursery. Her face is soft and babyish, complimenting the innocence awash deep within her almond-shaped light blue eyes. Downy fluff fills her cheeks and ears—ones identified for being triangular in shape and oddly large in size. Kittenish fur clothes her frail body in a colorpoint array, creamy brown for a base, with an beautiful overlay of a dark chocolate mask, socks, and tail bands—a great indicator to her Siamese origin. Buoyant and boosterish, Magpiepaw is an immediate choice for company. She is quite staunch and dedicated when it comes down to an assignment and does the best of her ability to succeed. Even when a chore proves too onerous, she obliges herself forward to the point of exhaustion. Due to her young age, her nature often becomes a detrimental routine as too much can become a potential threat. She works hard and ever so obediently, her affinity to heal and protect her Clan proving to be a great motivator. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 10:24:53 GMT -5
>> Warriors
Amberstone. Amberstone, Amberstone is definitely not a regular type of feline inside of the clan. Being small and somewhat slender can be difficult due to others believing she is not of worth. Although her being shorter than most of the cats in the clan, do not let it fool you. She is well defined, with not entirely "buff" muscles, but enough to prove she is well capable of damage with her medium length limbs. This she-cat's pelt hides her well defined muscles, her fur being a short-to-almost medium-length that is a cream colored base, with beautiful ginger spots and a bit of tabby stripes running along her small flank. Her fur is well combed down, giving Amberstone an elegant look to her, and to some, she can be considered beautiful more than cute, with her triangular shaped face and almond amber eyes that match her pelt. This feline is definitely a confusion, as you will think nothing of her at first. Only that she's a bit funny looking, in a positive way. Her ears are small and rounded off, and so with her muzzle, giving her an advantage with keen sight and smell. Her somewhat feathery fur can catch you off guard, and can become much more thicker during the changes in weather, making her look a bit fat, but instead, she is much more swift due to her figure. Topped off with her interesting factors of looks, Amberstone is quite serious about her job in the clan, and is quite well with hunting and fighting, Though, the latter is one she prefers to avoid. Fighting is not her go-to, and Amberstone prefers to avoid violence unless it is needed. Amberstone, like her coat, is soft and bright. She prefers to think on the positive side and never gives up. She's very determined, as her small size was concerning to her parents that she wouldn't do well as a warrior in the clan, but Amberstone seems to prove otherwise. She loves to talk, and prefers to sit down and be with clan-mates than be alone. Amberstone is usually calm, and careful with her wording in scenarios, and can be very cautious with specific things, which all-in-all makes her a good warrior. She is quite stubborn, which can lead to her getting frustrated at other comrades when arguing. 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】
Larkpetal. Encompassing many of the common traits of her clan, this young warrior is a small set but beautiful young warrior, her fur feathered and wispy making it incredibly soft to the touch, she has a good heart which nicely couples with her soft appearance. Though not massive, she is quick footed even compared to most of her clan, whilst not the best fighter she is quiet capable of outmanoeuvring a foe, though of course is far from infallible, this coupled with her quick wits makes her a reasonable opponent on the battlefield, though for the most part she prefers peaceful outcomes over violence due to her largely timid nature. Her coat is a patchwork of colours, a mixture of predominantly black tufted with splashes of golden and orange, especially around her abdomen and tail, fading away at her paws into more of a speckling pattern than outright splotches leaving some to teasingly regard her as the cat incarnation of the Painted Hills due to the colourful nature of her thick coat. Her eyes are marked with an especially soft and watery pale blue colour, though the closer one cares to look they might notice the silvery tinting found close to each iris. This cat is a quiet one, not necessarily timid but far from sociable in terms of most of her clan. Preferring to keep herself to herself, she is in her element when surrounded by a handful of cats she considers the closest to her, where her true colours can really shine through. She is a good friend always willing to lend a paw to the point of putting herself in danger for the sake of those she considers a friend, she doesn't have the best self esteem and often defers to others. However, her good heart makes her a compassionate cat, even if its difficult to get past the walls she carefully builds around her heart. Starlit
Milkblossom. She is formally known as a Turkish Angora, she has pearl white coat, her fur is medium-long which is longer on her ruff, tail, and over her thighs. She has high cheek bones with wide, tall and pointed ears; and long ear tufts. Her body is long, sleek and slender; She has long lean legs, her back legs are longer than the front. Her tail is straight, narrow, and well feathered. Milkblossom has deep midnight blue eyes, She is quite but not mute, she is a bit timid, she gets very uncomfortable and shy when it comes to her feelings which she doesn't like to talk about them much. ♡ Bun ♡
Rabbitblush. Rather tall in height and lean in body shape lends to Rabbitblush’s overall athletic stature, though hints of a scrawny undertone is often displayed by his unusually skinny appearance. His limbs are long, thin and spindly, more inclined for sprinting than brawling. Pelage of a reddish chocolate coats the dainty figure in strands of curt, silken origin, eventually ending in a narrow, completely russet tail—though extra feathered fur is notable for tufting his ankles and neck in an aesthetic fashion. His face is round and soft, exuding a babyish charm that can be seen as adorable to some. Likewise, his ears are silkily furred as they poise daintily at the pinnacle of his head; their size being oddly large, with little flopping at their tips. Discoid eyes are housed within this slender cranium and are hazel in color with flecking of an emerald pigmentation.
Though coming off as skittish and rather obsequious in nature, it’s all a facade to heavily mask the manipulation and deceitfulness plaguing his heart and mental status. He was once an innocent apprentice, but was tainted by the ideals and power the Dark Forest had to offer. He’s grown in their toxic environment, taking each combat technique or recommendation and manifesting it into something dangerous and lethal. His outlook on life has since grown pessimistic, though he tries his best to convey optimism as not to blow his cover. In reality, he despises the filth and weakness that has come to make up FrostClan, and hopes to rid it of its debility. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
Raccoonmask. It's almost staggering how much Raccoonmask looks like the animal he was based off of. Some might have thought he was a raccoon from a distance. This tom has the normal, lithe build expected of a FrostClan cat, though his incredibly thick and bushy fur makes him look ten times bigger than he really is. He is lanky, with tall legs and long, winding tail. He has little curbed ears, and a rather plump belly. Racoonmask is a dusky brown cat, with paws that slowly ebb to a dark color the closer they get to his toes. He has three dark brown rings along his tail and the mask of a raccoon, with a white muzzle and darker eye markings. He has a sharp muzzle with jagged little fangs, and lazy, sleepy grey eyes. Raccoonmask isn't the most dependable warrior. He isn't the strongest warrior. Some would hardly call him a warrior at all. He is lazy, and dopey, selfish, and not a total joy to be around. If you can handle his stupid jokes and frequent naps than maybe this is the tom for you, but if you're a male and don't like getting flirted with or made uncomfortable, than steer clear. Yes, Raccoonmask is a little flirt, but he does it all in jest, he would never come onto someone if he sensed they were truly uncomfortable. It is easy for the tom to make friends because of his laid-back and easy going attitude. It's keeping friends that is the hard part. Most of the time you can find him dozing off on one of the ledges within the FrostClan camp, ignoring his warrior duties. If, on the blue moon chance he is out of camp, you'll find him dozing in another part of the territory instead. To conclude, Raccoonmask isn't a tom that pulls his weight. He'll eat the prey left on the pile, and revel in the privileges of a cozy clan life without actually doing anything to help. But hey, he's great to hang out with. Sometimes. 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ
Rainydream. Rainydream, is a sleek and well muscled pale grey tabby tom with darker smoky grey stripes and well tamed long fur, he has are so clear they are like crystal clear blue water, he has a feather like tail with a white muzzle and chest, his fur sticks out on his elbows and ears along with having wide and short ears. He is charming and brave, he is strong and courageous as he has defended the clan since the day he became a warrior, he can be as calm and smooth as still water, or energetic and sarcastic. ♡ Bun ♡
Rowanflame. Rowanflame, Rowanflame is a tall, bulky tom with a large scar running down the right side of his flank and a nick in his ear. His fur color is close to his name, with a calming hue of red-brown as his base, and dark brown tabby markings running along him in beautiful strokes and has sprinkles of spots along his pelt. His chin, and a bit of his muzzle is a soft cream, basically an off-white. Rowanflame's bulky, muscular figure, topped with being tall makes him intimidating, with a booming deep voice following after him. His cranium is broad, along with his shoulders, and he looks around with piercingly sharp green orbs. More scars run along his left thigh, breaking the color scheme with a dark dove-gray. His legs are equally as long as his body, and he walks with his neck hunched over, claiming that his neck constantly hurts. Rowanflame's body may be intimidating, but his personality is more easy-going. Rowanflame is laid back, and easily can make his way into a conversation. He's cool and collected, and smooth with his words, and his big physique makes him a great hunter and fighter. He prefers to stay away from violence and is so cool and collected due to being the leader of Dark Forest cats. Rowanflame is extremely toxic and can be a grump when bothered, but because he is back, he prefers to stay low and act serious about the clan. Rowanflame easily laughs, and is extremely loud, but prefers to be left alone, which is definitely confusing to most felines who get to know him. He depends on communication with The Opportunist, Rabbitblush, and usually goes to him to talk in private about the clan. 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】
Shadowspirit. Shadowspirit, is a long haired silver tabby tom with black stripes and piercing golden amber eyes, He has a white chin and chest along with his toes and underbelly, although his fur is quite tamed. His ear tufts stick out a bit along with his cheek fur, he has wide and tall ears. He is quite stocky with a very large build, Shadowspirit can seem intimidating at first but behind his large build he is a quite and calm tom, he is a bit secretive and doesn't talk about himself what so ever. He is quite which makes it easier too talk to him, as it seems others like to vent to him, he isn't very good at socializing as he stutters and gets social anxiety. ♡ Bun ♡
Snowshimmer. Snowshimmer, A medium thick furred pearl white she cat who is quite long too also match her long and feather like tail; she has powder blue eyes with elegant features. She is a quick thinker as well as quick on her feet, she is very caring and will do anything to protect her kits, she is quite friendly but she needs to find her voice and stand up for her self. She is quite passionate and quiet, she suffers from depression in silence never letting anyone see her true feelings. ♡ Bun ♡
Spidersong. He is a lean and well fit black tabby she cat, in certain angles of light are the only time you can see her smoky white marbeled stripes, they are more prominent on her chest, sides and undeebelly. She has wide ears with elegant feature and pretty green eyes that turn blue towards the center, she has quite the long tail and is on the smaller side but doesnt let that stop her. She is a gentle and kind soul with good intentions, she loves helping others but it seems no ones ever really there for her, she does have a slight temper and isnt usually mean or rude unless something really sets her off, otherwise she isnt a mean person. Spidersong has a daily battle with being bipolar, which makes life a lot harder. She is trying to overcome the daily battle she has with herself and is usually by herself, that doesnt mean she isnt a social bee but sometimes prefers her alone time, she sees that its better to be alone so o one can hurt her. Spidersong has high walls and doesnt just let anyone in, as she's afraid others will use her past agaisnt her. ♡ Bun ♡
>> Apprentices
Beetlepaw. Beetlepaw, Beetlepaw is a dark feline that's a mixture of dark and light brown, and a bit of silvery tipping with beautiful light green eyes. He has big paws and lacks a tail, so instead, he has a fluffy stub that follows along with his fluffy coat. From the top of his head runs a dark brown stripe, and leads into more stripes; tabby pattern. Once soft and fluffy fur has grown into a cleaner, soft texture, with an oddly elegant look to it. His ears are large and rounded, along with his face and chest and tail is fluffier than his body. Beetlepaw is a sweet cat, one who is always willing to help and always willing to go out with other clan-mates. He is extremely dependent on the clan and has a hard time talking with others due to being shy, but he opens up very easily, having a stutter when he talks. Beetlepaw is very indecisive, which can be amusing to other warriors. He will eventually grow out of his skittishness, but not very much. Beetlepaw is more a keep-to-himself character, but if anyone were to talk, he is open to giving an answer. He's very passionate about the clan and due to being a bigger feline, he's afraid to be made fun of, especially because he is afraid of bugs, ironically. 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 10:28:29 GMT -5
>> Queens
Quailhop. A lean, athletic build of well-founded bone coated by a thick layer of muscle creates an overall robust, yet hardy frame with a firm, sturdy feel. Periods of sprinting through the moor in order to capture fast prey has lent to the neat lining of thew along each of her dainty limbs, in turn easily allowing the leveling of the feminine’s corpulent trunk in a confident, self-assured manner. The physique is quite blocky and rectangular, coated by a curt, fuzzy fleece of a silken, thin texture colored a rich blue. Paws take the impression of being dipped into black paint, with the hue fading into a smokey variation the further it travels up the ankles, ultimately concluding in light, zigzagging stripes. The same streaks are present snaking across wiry tail. Fur plumes shortly from the molly’s angular cheeks, the rounded face they adhere to accommodating optics colored an emerald heather that exude a certain allure which can captivate just about anyone. Quailhop is seen as a warm, caring, and strong warrior that cares deeply about her clan and family. Her intelligence leans towards strategic reasoning in both combat and hunting fields, lending her to being an ideal cat to be placed in charge of patrols. During these outings, she can be described as a calm, collected, yet iron-fisted commander, but with the patience and lenience of a queen. Lately, however, what with the weight of loosing her past litter and the possibility of the same happening to her next, she’s fallen into a deep depression, making her appear exhausted and puffy-eyed more times than not. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
>> Kits
Smokekit. Muscular and athletic this what seems to be just a solid black tom, but your eyes must be playing tricks on you as he has faint silver ghost tabby markings, that fall more in the blue-grey category than anything. Just like his father he is quite thick with broad shoulders and well toned limbs, speaking of which his ghost tabby markings are most prominent on his legs, face, haunches, and tail tip that seamlessly blend into his sleek short hair. He take on more of a full, sharp edge, angular and short face with wide, and narrow ears; He takes on both of his parents piercing emerald eyes. Smokekit speaks his mind freely and without a filter which means is isn't exactly nice, when not being scolded his is brave and courageous, though adding his curiosity to the mix makes him fearless leading him to take dangerous risks. It may not seem like he is the nicest cat but will put his life on the line to help others. ♡ Bun ♡
Pantherkit. Built more athletically muscular than he is large like his father and mother, this young tom is slender but deceptively strong in spite of his smaller stature compared to the majority of his clan, most likely would assume that Pantherkit doesn't actually know his size given the vastness of his ego and temperament. Not the most likeable cat in the world, his position as the son of the leader gives way to a confident young cat who believes he deserves the world for nothing. Self centred quick to anger, he has a long way to go in order to mature, but once he does he will show the true colours of a truly selfless young cat. Coated in the same midnight black of his father, he is dappled and striped with whisps of his mother's smokey colours most prominant at his underbelly and the backs of each leg as well as his tail, coupled with splashes of white in the same places. He is marked with the same vibrant green of his father's eyes, but he couldn't be more different to his father in terms of personality for the most part.𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ
Petalkit. A notably small cat considering who her parents are, this little one is quite clearly the runt of her litter even given the premature nature of her birth. She is a tiny cat, slender and built for speed and wit rather than strength and stamina. She is a very sweet young cat, shy in nature but with a big heart and with ability to see good in most cats. However, her smaller size means she is more susceptible to illness which means she is often underestimated and means she is rather sheltered by her mother and siblings, but she is far braver than her small size might indicate. She is coated in the similar midnight black coat of her mother, but dappled in the dark grey markings of a charcoal bengal, whilst only visible if you look close enough to this young cat's silky fur otherwise she seems to take after her father in this respects. The one, undoubtable feature that she gains from her mother is the piercing blue of her gaze, as well as her rather motherly nature. Starlit
Venomkit. Structured with athletic muscle and sturdy bones, this creates for an overall lean, powerful figure with a strong, solid feel. His impressive cranium is a triangular-wedge, accommodating round eyes colored a vivid emerald. Set atop his head are two angular-shaped ears, sharpened edges softened from tufts of feathered fleece. This fur is colored a jet-black and cascades from his form in curt strands, pure if not for the additional white eye patches marking his face in a mask-like array. The coat thickens around his neck in the formation of a lion-like mane, as well as plumes on his ankles and toes, before being completed by a plumed, frizzy tail. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע >> Elders
Elders. Open, feel free to join as. @screenname
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 10:37:56 GMT -5
>> StarClan Members
StarClan Members. Though non playable characters except for during the plot, feel free to throw some into the mix! @screenname
>> Dark Forest Members
Dark Forest Members. Though non playable characters except for during the plot, feel free to throw some into the mix! @screenname
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 11:19:30 GMT -5
>> Plotlines
Sickness has run wrought through our clan, discriminating against no one it has stolen our parents, our children and our best friends from us in its steely grip, and the clan only just survived the harsh seasons in which it tortured us with death after death. At last about four seasons ago the illness at last fled from our ranks, taking with it our leader and replacing Howlingshadow in his place, but we still struggle to survive from the pain it left us with. But slowly and surely the clan is rebuilding itself to its former glory, and our leader is proving to be a kind but strong one. It seems our Clan has survived yet another difficult season, and our future appears bright once again. However the result of this loss is something even worse than most realised on first look, our cats are losing their faith in StarClan, struggling to understand why the cats who are meant to watch over us and guide us would allow so many of our loved ones to be ripped from life far too early. And rumours are beginning to filter through the ranks that Howlingstar might be one of these unfortunate cats to have lost good grace with the anscestors, but no one knows for sure. Yet. Soon the exact state of what happened to the clan's hearts will come into the light, and the dark seeds which have been slowly weaving themselves through the hearts of even the most loyal warrior will begin to show their true colours. And in the time the clan is most vulnerable, it will strike with a power most don't believe they can survive, even given the clan's track record of stubbornness, this is something far more powerful and deadly. The dark forest has taken its grip on the very stars over our heads, and they wont be too willing to release their grip. The Broken. Howlingstar, Starlit The Adrift. Quailhop, ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע . The Hope. The first litter born in the wake of the illness, unborn, prophecy kits. x4 available. 0 The Strategist. The kit who comes up with the idea that wins the battle. o The Brave. The kit who eventually kills the dark forest leader. o The Promised. The kit who to bring cats back to StarClan from limbo during the fall of starclan. ♡ Bun ♡ o The Martyr. The kit, believed to be the Brave, who sacrifices their life to save their siblings. 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ The Fallen. Cats who lost their lives during the illness, provide the clan with a prophecy. x2. Open. The Lost. Cats killed in the battle where the dark forest takes over, banished to limbo but come back, key to the end fight. Infinite available. The Dark. Leader of the dark forest within the clan, strategises and eventually takes over. Open. The Recruiters. Dark forest spirits which convince cats into the dark, infinite available. Open. The Oppurtunist. Kills Howlingstar during the fall of StarClan, banishing him temporarily to limbo.
>> Relationships, Bloodlines and Mentors
Mentors. Monarchfeather mentors Beetlepaw.
Bloodlines Howlingstar and Quailhop are the parents of Smokekit, Pantherkit, Petalkit and Venomkit.
Relationships Howlingstar and Quailhop are mates. >> Members
Starlit . Howlingstar and Larkpetal. 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ , Bluerose and Raccoonmask. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע , Magpiepaw, Rabbitcloud and Quailhop. ♡ Bun ♡ , Milkblossom, Monarchfeather, Rainydream, Shadowspirit, Snowshimmer and Spidersong. 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 , Amberstone, Rowanflame and Beetlepaw.
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 11:20:30 GMT -5
Open!
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 9, 2018 11:49:46 GMT -5
-Smashes claim button- This looks so cool! And the coding is beautiful by the way! I’ll start brain storming characters right now ;w;
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 11:52:36 GMT -5
Awesome! Lovely to meet you cactus!!! How are you today? and what would you like to claim so I can save it for you?
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 9, 2018 12:17:55 GMT -5
It's nice to meet you too! ;w; I'm good, finally getting a day of rest, that's much needed. XD Could I claim the medicine cat, if that's okay? c: Aaaand... Maybe for the future one of the kits, preferably the Martyr. Aaaand if it's not too much to ask for, Howlingstar's mate xD
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 12:19:22 GMT -5
Good to hear! We all need rest from time to time except me, I'm perfect Medicine cat and one of the kits you are welcome to have! But I'm really sorry Howling's mate has already been claimed.
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 12:25:45 GMT -5
>> Howlingstar Whereabouts, with what characters, @tags. Morning was surprisingly peaceful compared to the chaos of the night before, rain had torn through the territory, and as a result Howlingstar had spent much of the night on his paws beside trusted warriors putting measures in place to ensure the clan wouldn't awake to a flooded camp. Whilst their efforts had fortunately been successful, it left the dark furred leader feeling especially tired following his night of hard work. The water averse tom cat felt like dampness still seemed to cling to the dark of his fur, no matter how he tried to groom it hence felt even if he did attempt to sleep, his attempts would be made futile as a consequence. His nest still called him, and part of him was tempted to heed its call, but for now he stayed unmoving, waiting for the rest of camp to awake. The midnight black tom watched his clan in a thoughtful manner from above, his form steady and the only sign of life was the occasional twitch of his tail or flick of his flanks as he drew in breath. The tom cat seemed peaceful, which had become a rarity in recent moons. Only now did it feel as though life was returning to normal, slowly as it might have been. Leadership still felt knew to Howlingstar, having come to the clan an outsider he was all too aware there were some who disagreed with his position. But as long as they remained quiet and not troublesome, he didn't care all too much about their opinions. The midnight furred warrior had worked hard for his position, and only recently had he been able to enjoy it. Whilst heart break continued to linger in his heart, it seemed that at last life could be happy again. And he could only pray that life would continue this way, at least for a little while. Doing his best to chase worrisome thoughts from his brain, the tom cat sat up as he began to notice movement from within the warriors den. Ears twitched forward as he caught sight of who was pulling themselves from the depths of the caverns, he nodded a greeting to them as he leapt carefully from his perch. Tail twitching from side to side, as he went about in search of cats to join him in being productive that morning. Hoping to look to the future to keep him from glancing to the pain which lingered behind.
>> Larkpetal Whereabouts, with what characters, @tags. Curled up int he warmth of her nest was the slender calico known as Larkpetal, normally it would be an unusual sight to see the quick footed warrior still in the den at this early hour. Given her tendency to wake early in the morning in order to have some time to herself, usually used up in a hunting adventure or short solo patrol to one of the borders. But when she had woken that morning, she had found the weather rather disagreeable, and even she had decided not to brave the cold weather outside camp, and for once allow herself a bit of a sleep in. Whilst she had enjoyed, now finding herself in the cramped confines of the warriors den left the shy warrior a little unsettled. Quickly on her paws and moving swiftly for the exit of the den, she picked her way carefully through the sleeping forms of her denmate until she was outside in the early watery light of morning. Twitching her feathered tail from side to side, a little more content now she was in the privacy of her own company. She looked around in an uncertain manner, searching for a reasonably dry place to sit and groom herself into a more appealing appearance. Regarding Howlingstar with a polite dip of her head as she moved away quietly, settling under an outcropping which provided at least some dry rocks on which she could sit, though not especially comfortable, it would do for a short period of time. Without a word, the pretty shecat set about working the knots and burrs out from her thick fur, enjoying a moment to herself before she would inevitably be called away to serve her clan.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 9, 2018 12:32:26 GMT -5
Oh man I wish I could do without rest XD Oh okay! No problem at all c: And thank you! Just a quick run down on my characters to make sure they're okay~
Bluerose - Medicine Cat. Born into the clan under parents Littlerose and Darkcall. At her apprentice age, mother and father left the clan claiming that they hated the way FrostClan was becoming. Lived as loners on the outskirts of FrostClan territory. Something strange and unknown happened to her father that suddenly made him start to go crazy. He was convinced he was the prophet of the Dark Ones, they fed him knowledge that could make him live forever. He started to listen to their orders in order to try to conceive this, which led to him murdering clan cats in very brutal ways. Bluerose was subject to many cruel instances of 'experimentation' to try to achieve Darkcall's dream. At the young age of 12 moons, her mother murdered her father (well, she didn't SEE her murder him) and she ran as fast as she could ad ended in FrostClan camp. She was already trained in the form of medicine by her mother, the former medicine cat. She posses a strong belief in StarClan, partially to spite her father. Everything she does she does because she wishes to earn back her honor with the clan, feeling an incredibly guilt for what her father did to them. She commutes with StarClan as often as she can, and will never waver from her loyalty to them.
Does that sound okay? I only ask because I'm not sure if the father thing went too far lol.
And she's actually the only one I have figured out entirely so far. ^^' I think the other will be a male warrior, and then I might make an apprentice later! But I was just going to start with two for now.)
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 12:35:30 GMT -5
Hmm, I'm uncertain but it sounds really cool. I'm going to say yes XD
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 9, 2018 12:36:45 GMT -5
WAHOO! Ahhh thank you! ;w; I love her so much! Okay okay let me finally get started!
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 12:37:10 GMT -5
(sounds good XD)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 9, 2018 12:40:03 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Do I just post the joining form on this page ?
☪ RP >>
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 12:41:10 GMT -5
Yep! Nice to meet you Milk! How are you this lovely day?
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 9, 2018 12:47:41 GMT -5
Spidersong, is a lean and well fit black tabby she cat, in certain angles of light are the only time you can see her smoky white marbled stripes, they are more prominent on her chest, sides and underbelly. She has wide ears with elegant feature and pretty green eyes that turn yellow towards the center; but in certain angles they look blue green. She has quite the long tail and is on the smaller side but doesn't let that stop her. She is a gentle and kind soul with good intentions, she loves helping others but it seems no one is ever really there for her, she does have a slight temper but isn't usually mean or rude unless something really sets her off, otherwise she isn't a mean person. Spidersong has a daily battle with being bipolar, which makes life a lot harder. She is trying to overcome the daily battle she has with herself and is usually by herself, that doesn't mean she isn't a social bee but sometimes prefers her alone time, she sees that its better to be alone so no one can hurt her. Spidersong has high halls and doesn't just let anyone in, as she's afraid others will use her past against her ♡ Bun ♡ Warrior None yet. Other Rainydream, is a sleek and well muscled pale grey tabby tom with darker smoky grey stripes and well tamed long fur, he has are so clear they are like crystal clear blue water, he has a feather like tail with a white muzzle and chest, his fur sticks out on his elbows and ears along with having wide and short ears. He is charming and brave, he is strong and courageous as he has defended the clan since the day he became a warrior, he can be as calm and smooth as still water, or energetic and sarcastic. ♡ Bun ♡ Warrior None yet Other Shadowspirit, is a long haired silver tabby tom with black stripes and piercing golden amber eyes, He has a white chin and chest along with his toes and underbelly, although his fur is quite tamed. His ear tufts stick out a bit along with his cheek fur, he has wide and tall ears. He is quite stocky with a very large build, Shadowspirit can seem intimidating at first but behind his large build he is a quite and calm tom, he is a bit secretive and doesn't talk about himself what so ever. He is quite which makes it easier too talk to him, as it seems others like to vent to him, he isn't very good at socializing as he stutters and gets social anxiety. @bumblestipe Warrior None yet Dark forest cat for plot. Milkblossom, Milkblossom is formally known as a Turkish Angora, she has pearl white coat, her fur is medium-long which is longer on her ruff, tail, and thighs. She has high cheek bones with wide, tall and pointed ears; and long ear tufts. Her body is long, sleek and slender; She has long lean legs, her back legs are longer than the front. Her tail is straight, narrow, and well feathered. Milkblossom has deep midnight blue eyes, She is quite but not mute, she is a bit timid, she gets very uncomfortable and shy when it comes to her feelings which she doesn't like to talk about them much. ♡ Bun ♡ Warrior None yet Other Monarchfeather, is a dark reddish ginger tom with a black hue, most prominent on his flanks, forehead and tail tip, he also has black lynx like ear tips with white toes and chest. He has dark yellowish amber eyes and is quite calm, compassionate, and brave. Monarchfeather is very sweet and kindhearted, hes very outgoing and friendly. Monarchfeather can also be moody from time to time mostly in the morning, He is super grumpy and not a morning person. Otherwise he is a wise cat, but isn't cocky and open to criticism. He is quite optimistic and always sees the good in everything, he is also a very respected cat in Frostclan, he is quite skilled at executing a plan, not so much creating one. ♡ Bun ♡ Deputy None yet Other Snowshimmer, A medium thick furred pearl white she cat who is quite long too also match her long and feather like tail; she has powder blue eyes with elegant features. She is a quick thinker as well as quick on her feet, she is very caring and will do anything to protect her kits, she is quite friendly but she needs to find her voice and stand up for her self. She is quite passionate and quiet, she suffers from depression in silence never letting anyone see her true feelings. ♡ Bun ♡ Warrior None yet Dark forest cat for plot. I will make the two other characters a bit later
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 9, 2018 12:48:27 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> I am good, how are you! And its nice to meet you too!
☪ RP >>
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 12:54:06 GMT -5
Sorry Milk, but I'd prefer you make at least your two initial characters now if possible? or at least before you start roleplaying if that's ok?
and It's good to hear I'm doing pretty well thank you
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 9, 2018 12:56:22 GMT -5
Bluerose, Bluerose seems to be the perfect combination of her two parents, one being a blue, the other being snowy white. Her base coat is a light cream, the color or fresh snow or warm milk, dappled all across of it in indistinct patterns is a deep, crisp blue, like dark, turbulent waters. This shecat possess the build expected of a FrostClan cat, lithe and small, with very long, thick fur to combat against the cold. Giving her a quick glance over, one wouldn't see anything out of the ordinary. But upon closer examination one will find a giant, nasty gash over her chest, split right down the middle. Her thick, fluffy fur helps hide this. Other than that one imperfection, Bluerose is untouched, not even a split in one of her ears. She has a very long, feathery tail, and deep, almost terrifying dark blue eyes. Bluerose isn't the nicest cat... She is in fact, very flawed, and objectively rather rude. She shows no patience for childish games, and handles everything with a dull, uninterested expression. She is mature, though can snap rather childishly at times if you upset her, as she has problems when it comes to anger. For the most part thought Bluerose is rather... emotionless. She is very smart, with a great memory and problem solving skills. Even though she isn't the nicest cat, there is no doubt that she does her job very well. This shecat is also very in tune with StarClan, acting like, for lack of a better word, a priestess. Everything she does she does for StarClan, she puts them above everything, she communes with them every night. She has a hatred for those who have cast away their faith simply because they feel StarClan is not caring for their clan, as she seems to think that there is a reason for their behavior. Fiercely independent and never afraid to stand up for what she believes in, and yet, Bluerose also tries her best to keep her anger at bay with her clan mates. Although she never mentions it, this shecat is on a mission to try to regain her honor within the clan. She feels an intense burden and guilt for sins that she did not commit... Long ago. Bluerose was born the only child to Littlerose, the former medicine cat of FrostClan, and Darkcall, a very dependable, and noble warrior. The clan was understandably outraged that the medicine cat had betrayed the code and had kits, so things were always turbulent between the parents, and the clan. Right as Bluerose had started her apprentice training, Darkcall announced that he was tired of how the clan was treating them. He, and Littlerose left the clan to forge for themselves, traveling to the outskirts of FrostClan territory to live out their lives as loners. Things were peaceful, for a time. Bluerose had begun to learn the art of medicine from her mother, while their father provided for them. However, this peace did not last long. Darkcall began to act strangely, Bluerose believes that he was hearing the voices of some false Gods. He would ramble on and on about the secret to immortality, and the ingredients needed. The former warrior began to lure apprentices, and even warriors towards the outskirts and would murder them in a profane, disgusting manner. When he got everything he needed from the carcasses, he would dump the bodies at the border. It is unknown how many cats died to the hands of Darkcall, but he can be tied back to a string of missing cats, and murders. When Bluerose was approaching the age of a warrior, her mother attacked her father in hopes of killing him. She ordered for her daughter to run, and so she did. She ran all the way to the FrostClan camp, and on that day of arrival she promised herself to right the wrongs of her father, to try to regain the honor of her family name... She does this not out of a sympathy for her father, but for her mother, who's name she inherited. Bluerose has never seen, nor heard from either of her parents again. 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ Medicine Cat Daughter to Littlerose, and Darkcall. She is heterosexual, but it would be incredibly hard for her to take a mate. It is possible however, if anyone is up for the challenge~
Raccoonmask, It's almost staggering how much Raccoonmask looks like the animal he was based off of. Some might have thought he was a raccoon from a distance. This tom has the normal, lithe build expected of a FrostClan cat, though his incredibly thick and bushy fur makes him look ten times bigger than he really is. He is lanky, with tall legs and long, winding tail. He has little curbed ears, and a rather plump belly. Racoonmask is a dusky brown cat, with paws that slowly ebb to a dark color the closer they get to his toes. He has three dark brown rings along his tail and the mask of a raccoon, with a white muzzle and darker eye markings. He has a sharp muzzle with jagged little fangs, and lazy, sleepy grey eyes. Raccoonmask isn't the most dependable warrior. He isn't the strongest warrior. Some would hardly call him a warrior at all. He is lazy, and dopey, selfish, and not a total joy to be around. If you can handle his stupid jokes and frequent naps than maybe this is the tom for you, but if you're a male and don't like getting flirted with or made uncomfortable, than steer clear. Yes, Raccoonmask is a little flirt, but he does it all in jest, he would never come onto someone if he sensed they were truly uncomfortable. It is easy for the tom to make friends because of his laid-back and easy going attitude. It's keeping friends that is the hard part. Most of the time you can find him dozing off on one of the ledges within the FrostClan camp, ignoring his warrior duties. If, on the blue moon chance he is out of camp, you'll find him dozing in another part of the territory instead. To conclude, Raccoonmask isn't a tom that pulls his weight. He'll eat the prey left on the pile, and revel in the privileges of a cozy clan life without actually doing anything to help. But hey, he's great to hang out with. Sometimes. 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ Warrior Totally open for relationships! Kin or crushes. He is homosexual.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 9, 2018 13:04:12 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> I planned on not rping until all my charries are done, Thats actually one of my biggest pet peeves so dont worry! Im also a tiny bit busy right now so i can't rp anyways.
☪ RP >>
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 13:05:50 GMT -5
Oh no problem in that case then take your time, Cant wait to see your charries
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 13:06:40 GMT -5
Sorry ♡ Bun ♡ but you refer to your cat as two different names, Spidersong and Whisperingshadow, apologies to be a pain but which one is it?
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 9, 2018 13:06:48 GMT -5
Tad-ah! They are finished! Racoonmask's is a little shorter, but I still feel it said enough. c: Does everything look okay? I can change something if need be!
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 13:09:01 GMT -5
All added! he's fine cactus, love him I'm really tempted to make a mate/potential mate for raccoon now, but I'm unsure if you'd want to XD
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 9, 2018 13:15:09 GMT -5
(You totally can! xD I'm glad you're interested in him, I love him too. ;w; I can totally see him being the father to some adopted kits and teaching them what it's like to live on the chilllll siiiiide~. I'll get my starters up now! Maybe Bluerose can come to Howlingstar?)
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 13:16:12 GMT -5
(Yes of course blue can could be interesting!)
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