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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Jan 29, 2019 20:12:54 GMT -5
The dunes loom over you while you trudge through the barren desert. Your vision is clustered with shadows, and your throat is parched. You are slowing, and your pads are cracked. The sun beats down on your fur. You are very hungry. Then, you fall to the sand, and darkness swarms you. You had passed out.
A while later, you open your eyes. some water in a curved cactus tube is being given to you. The cat helping you has been nursing you since you fell down and passed out. The water feels like heaven as it creeps down your throat. They must have fed you, because your belly is full. You groan. "Hush! I'm still giving you water." Your paws felt sticky. You look around the den. There were herbs growing in the stone walls. A tumbleweed bed lays beneath you, woven in succulents. A sweet smell wraps around you. "You will have to stay here for a little while. I am Sagesun, medicine cat of Duneclan. If you want to join, just ask. Welcome to the clan of the desert."
Allegiances
Winecupstar - Sleek Brown she-cat with short fur and big green eyes. She can be taken as intimidating at first glance, but she is really kind and stern. Mates with Sormonfur. Kits: Ghostpaw, Paddlepaw, and Agavepaw. (Open for claiming) Parents: Darkclaw (Father, deceased) Driftsnake (Mother)
Deputy: Sandsky - Bulky Creamy colored tom with mesmerizing blue eyes and white paws. Small, faint white specks dot his fluffy tail. He is very noble and quiet, but also stubborn. (Claimed by UnsightlyHeretic831 ) Former loner, parents unknown. Barrelear (Sister), Goldencloud (Sister), Sagebreeze (Brother, deceased) Apprentice, Thornpaw
Medicine Cat: Whitefoot - Stocky tortoiseshell tom with a long, puffy tail and curious amber eyes like pools of honey. He has one white paw, that being his right hind paw. Despite his sweet and kind looks, he is impatient and short-tempered, and doesn't play when it comes to dealing with sick kits. (OPEN) Family unknown. Apprentice OPEN
Warriors
Driftsnake - Sleek brown she-cat with glowing yellow eyes and small paws. Her belly and tail-tip are white, glowing in sunlight and moonlight like an angler fish. Driftsnake is motherly and nurturing, and has a heart bigger than the whole of Starclan. She is very stern, even to those who aren't her kits. Nettlesting (Mother, deceased) Aloegaze (Father, deceased) Threadheart (Brother) Kits: Winecupstar (Daughter, alive) Scarletpelt (Daughter, deceased) Sparkdawn (Son, alive) (Claimed by spaceotterr<3 ) Apprentice, Paddlepaw
Barrelear - Small sandy colored she-cat with soft amber eyes and medium sized fur. She has a stump for a tail. Like her description describes, she is a soft she-cat with sensitive feelings. She can be naive and be too soft and merciful, and has been scolded more than once on this. Goldencloud (Sister), Sagebreeze (Brother, deceased), Sandsky (Brother) (Open)
Goldencloud - Lean golden she-cat with blue eyes and short legs. She can be classified as pretty. Her fur is pretty short and almost always sandy from rolling around in the desert. She has a long tail, but it is not fluffy. She is loud and quick to think. For family, see Barrelear and Sandsky.. (Open) Threadheart - Burly dark brown tom with green eyes and white paws and tail-tip. He is a bit fluffy, and is a favorite for badger rides. Threadheart is compassionate and dreamy, and he likes to imagine what it's like to be beyond the desert. See Driftsnake for family detail. (Open) Apprentice, Agavepaw Sparkdawn - big brown tom with blue eyes and a white muzzle. He has a touch of fluffiness, noticeable from his feathery tail. Sparkdawn is argumentative, tending to talk back to everyone. He is also easily distracted, but he is kind and humorous. See Driftsnake for more details on family.(Open)
Sormonfur - Small black tom with copper, or orange-brown eyes. He has a short tail, with short legs and a long muzzle. Traces of orange and white are in his fur, like on his face, tail, legs, and ears. He can be mentioned as a tortoiseshell. Sormonfur is quiet and mischievous, tending to play funny little pranks on his friends. Otherwise, he is quite underestimated and rebellious. Mates with Winecupstar. Marigoldeyes (Mother, deceased) Sunburst (Father) (Claimed by UnsightlyHeretic831 ) Apprentice, Ghostpaw Sunburst - Lean gray tom with odd-eyes, blue and green. His legs are long, and his fur is a bit short. He has a little flecks of white all over his tail. Sunburst is an angry tom, and ambitious with a touch of evil. Sormonfur (Son, alive) (Open) More to be added
Apprentices Ghostpaw - (Claimed by Dingo ) Pale tortoiseshell tom with deep blue eyes and short fur. His paws, muzzle, and ear-tips are white. Ghostpaw is obedient and ambitious, plus great at hunting and running. Ghostpaw is very determined, big-hearted, and quick-thinking. Winecupstar (Mother) Sormonfur (Father) Agavepaw (Sister) Paddlepaw (Brother)
Agavepaw - (Claimed by decmbermoon ) Black she-cat, just like her father, and faint orange and white streaks. Her eyes are a deep orange, and they are always looking around when she is supposed to pay attention. Agavepaw has a rebellious streak, tending to do the exact opposite of what she's supposed to do. She is easily distracted but sociable. See Ghostpaw for family detail.
Paddlepaw - (Open) Small gray-brown tom with wide green eyes and a tail stump. He is very quiet, but also dry. He is friendly in general, but not very social. Paddlepaw tries to do his best, working hard, but he is very clumsy at hunting, but great and fighting and ambushing.
Thornpaw - (Claimed by UnsightlyHeretic831 ) Thornpaw is a white she-cat with hazel eyes and dark grey paws. Flecks of gray appear on her flanks (Like the Appearance of Ashfur) And her tail is very fluffy, including the rest of her body. She is boyish but optimistic, and, she is honest and daring. Thornpaw is Bi. Family unknown.
Queens
Moonfeather - (Claimed by spaceotterr<3 ) A sleek pale silver she-cat with sparkling green eyes and darker stripes. Her fur is medium length. Moonfeather is motherly and elegant, tending to take hold of things when kit fights happen. (Expecting Sandsky's kits, first litter)
Shineflower - (Open) Light gray tabby she-cat with blue eyes and one white paw, that being her back left foot. Shineflower is exciting and focused, tending to actually listen to her kits hen they tell her something. Mate: Lizardclaw (Deceased) Kits: Tumblekit - (Claimed by UnsightlyHeretic831 ) Gray tom with yellow eyes and darker stripes. Silly and playful, Marigoldkit - (Open) Golden she-cat with blue eyes. Loud and bossy, and Oasiskit - (Open) Dull golden tom with green eyes and short legs. Quick-thinking and gentle.
Elders:
Stormface - (Open) Frail dark gray tom with fluffy ears and sullen silver eyes with a darker gray, almost black face, hence the name.. Lazy and always complaining about his aching joints. NOT a story teller. Honeysage (Daughter, deceased) Darkclaw (Son, deceased) Mate: Gingerfoot
Gingerfoot - (Claimed by spaceotterr<3 ) Pale ginger and white she-cat with long legs and clean fur. She may be old, but she tries to keep herself athletic. She is a very good story teller, and she loves to boast. Gingerfoot is good-natured and warm, but also distant and easily sad. Mate: Stormface. Kits: Honeysage (Daughter, deceased) Darkclaw (Son, deceased)
Stay tuned for even MORE cats!
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Jan 29, 2019 20:54:13 GMT -5
(Save)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Jan 29, 2019 20:54:31 GMT -5
(Save)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Jan 29, 2019 20:54:49 GMT -5
(Save)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Jan 29, 2019 21:26:36 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2019 17:06:35 GMT -5
(May I claim Whitefoot?)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Jan 30, 2019 19:08:00 GMT -5
(Yes, you may.)
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Post by Dingo on Jan 31, 2019 0:05:46 GMT -5
(Ahhh I love that name I’d love to claim Winecupstar if I may? And her child Ghostpaw too?)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2019 17:50:50 GMT -5
(Should I post a starter?)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Jan 31, 2019 22:27:20 GMT -5
(You can!)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2019 19:46:41 GMT -5
- Whitefoot -
Whitefoot's unsheathed claws scraped the sandy ground while he paced outside his den. The setting sun was casting shadows on his den hollow, but he paid no mind. His eyes like cracked amber glanced throughout camp. He knew he should talk to Winecupstar at the very least about the prophecy, but his tail bristled every time he even thought about it. He shook his head, continuing to debate with himself. Patrols were about go to out, so the time to say something about it was now. But how would the clan react? He still wasn't sure what it even meant.
He glanced throughout the cats walking throughout the camp, warriors chatting with each other and kits playing. If he didn't do something soon, the whole clan could be in danger. But if he said something about it, he could be exiled or worse. His head seemed fogged from overuse. Maybe the desert sun would help him think while he gathered herbs. He got up, shaking out his pelt. He headed for the camp entrance, glancing to see if anyone was going to talk to him before he left.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 1, 2019 21:06:00 GMT -5
Sormonfur quietly slipped out of camp with Whitefoot, keeping a safe distance away from him. He started to flank him, sneaking around the dunes and the cacti to study Whitefoot. The tortoiseshell tom was trotting at a faster pace, taking Sormonfur more effort to keep up. He leaped out from the dune he was hiding behind, ready to confront him. "What are you doing?" He meowed, smiling innocently, his odd eyes flashing as his gaze flitted around.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2019 21:58:10 GMT -5
Whitefoot aimlessly walked further and further away from camp, ignoring his burnt paws. He peered at the sun, trying and failing to tell the time. He was totally lost in his thoughts. Suddenly, he watched as Sormonfur leaped from behind a dune. His eyes widened in shock at the sight of the cat. He blinked, staring at him. What was the cat doing? His head still felt sluggish. "Nothing." He managed to sputter out at last. His shock started forming into an odd annoyance, was Sormonfur following him this entire time? What right did he have to spy on him? His eyes narrowed and he snapped at Sormonfur. "Collecting herbs, medicine duties, work." He shifted, straightening his posture. He used the same innocent smile in a mocking tone. "Now, what do you think you're doing? Obviously not warrior duties." He peeked around, as if trying to find a piece of prey or an enemy nearby. "Or are you? It sure doesn't seem like it." He turned away from Sormonfur to leave. "Now, leave the medicine cat alone." He said flatly. "I have important duties." His thoughts already started ebbing into the prophecy, against his will.
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Post by Dingo on Feb 1, 2019 22:02:04 GMT -5
(Didn’t get a reply so just assuming I go ahead?)
Winecupstar The brown feline was stretched out quite comfortably on a wide stone, her soft belly exposed to the desert sun as she warmed her fur. A contented purr emanated from deep within her, and she seemed completely at ease for once - even her tail tip was still. Of course, no doubt she would up and about soon. The she-cat seemed to be able to pick Sandsky’s voice out of anything and would usually oversee him delivering duties. She let out a groggy murmur, having almost drifted off, and rolled onto her belly. Brilliant green eyes watched her camp, looking for any sign of unease or trouble. As leader she was expected to resolve any issues that arose, and it was much easier to fix things before they became problems. With one last groggy mew she pushed her front end up, sitting tall on the stone with an unreadable look on her face.
Her sharp eyes caught Whitefoot leaving, followed by her mate Sormonfur. Though curious, she decided it wasn’t worth looking into. Probably herb gathering - two cats were better than one, especially when you come across a wealthy supply of vital herbs. Winecupstar watched the two leave with a slight headtilt, but returned to looking for trouble within her camp within a few moments.
Ghostpaw Pale tortoiseshell fur flashed against the sand. A blur, Ghostpaw was practicing his speed in hunting. There wouldn’t always be something to hide behind when stalking prey, so the more ground he could cover with a single stride the better - being the fastest cat in the clan was his goal, and it didn’t help that he felt as though he had to live up to the clan’s expectations of the leader’s kits. The tom suddenly skidded to a halt just after passing a cactus with a sharp stone stabbed into it - his ‘finish line’.
“That had to have been faster, it took me less steps than last moon!” Ghostpaw panted, sitting down to look at his little track - an odd cluster of stones some distance off, with a straight sprint straight to his cactus. Any spare time he had was usually spent out here, increasing his speed. Each full moon he counted how many strides it took to travel from the stones to the cactus at full sprint, and compared them. He was definitely getting faster. He couldn’t return to camp empty pawed though - his mentor and mother would scold him for wasting his time - so the young tom left his little training area in search of prey.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 2, 2019 10:11:39 GMT -5
( Dingo oops! Sorry, I forgot to respond. I'll add you right now!)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 2, 2019 11:21:09 GMT -5
Thornpaw watched Ghostpaw, while laying down on the warm sand. "Wow, you're really good!" She called out encouragingly. "Keep it up!" She stood up and stretched, then trotted over to hunt with him. "Yeah, good idea," She meowed to him. "Sormonfur won't be happy if he finds out you hadn't been hunting." She got into a crouch, scenting a lizard, she stalked the small thing when she found it, and then pounced with great agility. She nipped it before it could make a sound, and it went limp. She carried it in her jaws carefully so it wouldn't fall, then buried it next to the cactus Ghostpaw was at.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 2, 2019 11:25:17 GMT -5
Can I claim driftsnake, moonfeather, And gingerfoot?))
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 2, 2019 11:59:39 GMT -5
(Yep!)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 2, 2019 12:06:28 GMT -5
Thanks!)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 2, 2019 14:03:10 GMT -5
Moonfeather was laying down on her side in the nursery.
Driftsnake was chewing on a small mouse and looked up as a cat approached her.
Gingerfoot was moving uncomfortably in her -seemingly perfect- nest.” Young’uns, don’t know how to fetch some bedding.” She muttered to herself.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 2, 2019 14:07:13 GMT -5
Sandsky smiled at Driftsnake. "I hope that mouse is enough," He meowed warmly. "I haven't sent out a hunting patrol today yet." He flicked his tail. "I was hoping you'd seen Ghostpaw and Thornpaw recently?"
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Post by Protractor on Feb 2, 2019 14:12:03 GMT -5
(Stromface still open?)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 2, 2019 14:15:30 GMT -5
(Yep)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 2, 2019 14:16:57 GMT -5
“It’s good enough.” She purred.” No, I haven’t seen the two yet. Why what’s wrong?” She asked with a tilt of her head.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 2, 2019 14:24:12 GMT -5
"They aren't here," He responded and glanced around camp. "I wish they would've told me," He added. "I'll talk to them when they get back."
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decmbermoon
Hi I'm looking for a roleplay group/Clan with. Does anybody having any openings?
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Post by decmbermoon on Feb 2, 2019 14:25:09 GMT -5
(May I claim Agavepaw?)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 2, 2019 14:25:44 GMT -5
(Yes you may.)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 2, 2019 14:30:24 GMT -5
“Ok.” She replied calmly.” I’m sure they are just fooling around, hopefully not playing tricks.” She said with a small nod.” Are you excited?” She asked.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 2, 2019 14:34:51 GMT -5
"For what?" Sandsky asked, confused. "I didn't know anything exciting was happening," His tail swished as he thought hard.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 2, 2019 14:38:18 GMT -5
“Moonfeather!” She said with a chuckle.” For kits.” She added ore seriously.
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