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Post by Blaze ♡ on Aug 23, 2019 12:20:19 GMT -5
[ Thanks! Let me know if these guys a little too long. Some of them are just copy & paste from other clans. ] Proudfalcon. This tom can come off as intimidating with his broad shoulders and large frame. He has coyote brown fur with darker brown tabby markings and amber eyes. He is a reserved and indifferent tom. He is quite aloof towards his clanmates. Not unapproachable, he has his moments where he can be attentive and civil. He does enjoy the company of a few select clanmates. He is fiercely loyal and overprotective of his close friends. When he was a kit and apprentice, his mother would tell him that he needed to make friends so he wouldn't lonely. He would brush her advice aside with a swift glare and low growl. Proudfalcon didn't like to talk and had a bit of stutter when he was young. It was something he was teased for and he is still bitter about it. He developed into a charming speaker to spite his kit-hood bullies. @ blazeheart Warrior Relationships /probably going to be loyal- maybe a prisoner because he is a strong warrior. it would be smart to keep him around.
Mistycreek. She is a slender and lithe built, light gray shecat with darker gray, thin tabby markings. Her coat has tints of blue. She has snowy white paws and tail-tip. She has sky blue eyes. Misycreek is an amiable feline and tends to get along with everyone with her easy going personality. She is a confident, doesn't tend to second question herself in almost any situation from flirting with a handsome tom to bickering with an elder. She is extremely curious and doesn't mind looking outside of the clan's territory to amuse herself. She knows where her loyalties lie, even if her heart strays away from her clan. This she-cat does have her moments where her bubbly personality morphs into a sharp-tongued and short one. @ blazeheart Warrior Relationships /thinking she might be an accuser
Eversnow. Her base coat is black as pitch and can remind anyone of the night sky on new moon day. There are a silvery white flecks dusted over her back and flanks, it looks like a snow storm blew past her. She has icy blue eyes. With her long legs and her broad shoulders, this she-cat has elegant yet commanding aura. When Eversnow squares her squares and draws herself to full height, she means business. Eversnow is one of those cats that always likes to be in charge or at least has a general idea of what going on. Not knowing something has always drives her crazy even as a little kit. She enjoys order and structure. She is a perfectionist and doesn't like to stray away from any type of standard. She is bull-headed and is always willing to argue her point. @ blazeheart Queen Could Rowansong be her brother? (☾ѕησσzє☽ ) A Night without Stars
Sunkit. Looking as red as setting sun, this tom lives up to his name. He has a deep ginger fur that gleams red in the sunlight. His fur is still fluffy and shows hints of what will be a long-haired coat. He has a splash of white on his belly and a white tail-tip. Sun has dark amber eyes. He is a tom of short yet muscular physique. He has a welcoming aura and typically is willing to open up to other cats. He is honest and tends to be easily trusting towards other cats, even the wrong ones. Yet he isn't one to forgive and forget. He is a proud cat and doesn't mind snarking back to whoever wants to start with him. Sun can be quick to anger; exposing his irrational side at times. He doesn't care for certain social niceties, making him prefer to work on his own for the most part. Sun believes in doing what is right no matter what the cost. He rather be a hero than a coward. @ blazeheart unborn kit. Eversnow is his mother, Loudkit, ?, and ? are his siblings. the wolf
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 12:28:38 GMT -5
Sunkit is adorable, but yeah his form is a little too long
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Aug 23, 2019 12:32:00 GMT -5
[ I will work on rewording his description ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 12:46:48 GMT -5
I love your characters Blaze! I shall add later today in the meantime could you please add their images?
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Aug 23, 2019 12:50:05 GMT -5
[ Thank you! and yes, I know I have photos for Sun & Proud but I haven't used ever & misty in awhile so I will have to search for them. ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 13:08:49 GMT -5
Your forms are fab, thanks for joining!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 14:06:08 GMT -5
All added!
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Aug 23, 2019 14:19:49 GMT -5
[ Thanks Nec! <3 I will post my starters when I get back on tonight ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 14:20:23 GMT -5
No problem, I’m going to be getting starters of my own up at some point tonight
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 16:53:20 GMT -5
I had too much time on my hands, so thought I would elaborate on what suffixes link to which constellations as per the front page. This isn't law, if you want your cat born under a lynx constellation it doesn't need to have those suffixes alone, but just thought it would be fun. No particular rhyme or reason to most of these, just me having fun. If you have any ideas let me know! The Wolf -dusk, -pounce, -scar, -prowl, -watcher, The Stag -blaze, -light, -skip, -splash, -path, The Ram -charge, -fall, -slip, -spirit, -step, The Hare -breeze, -flight, -leap, runner, -wind, The Rat -haze, -mask, -mist, -shade, The Lion -claw, -dawn, -fire, flame, The Lynx -dapple, -frost, -snow, -strike, -whisper. The Dog -bark, -fang, -heart, -song, -chaser.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 17:56:36 GMT -5
Stormstar Stormstar arose with a tension working through his frame that wasn't merely from a poor nights sleep. The atmosphere in camp could well have been sliced cleanly with a claw. The night before he had done something which would either save the clan, or leave him a dethroned outsider. And he had naturally done it in front of the entire Clan. He'd had the good sense to at least wait a fair distance into his status as leader, not a proclamation he had made the minute he'd gained his 9 lives. He had gathered his clan and done what he could to explain his stance. That indeed the constellations should be revered, but not to the extent they had been as long as they had. The clan had seen kittens shunned because they were born on cloudless night. A pitiful state that Stormstar himself was one unfortunate enough to be counted amidst. It was fair to say, it hadn't gone well. Thus the young leader would leave his ideas to linger in the minds of his clan, before bringing it up again when he felt that the time was right. But the young tom refused to allow himself to wallow in shame, he withdrew from his den carrying his head high. An outright challenge for anyone to say a word to him about the events of the evening before. Stormstar was a stubborn tom, and one with a pride that might well be his downfall one day. Finding camp rather empty of life, the only sound the soft bubbling of the brook encircling the area. The handsome tom found himself a comfortable place to sit and groom, whilst he awaited the rest of his clan to rouse from their rest so they might get about with the days duties. Shifting past the uncomfortable paranoia that his clanmates might well be plotting cruelly against, insisting to himself that they were merely making the most of a peacful couple of days. The muscular tom was adept at keeping his emotions free of his expression, but still the tension was visible in how his gaze meticulously watched camp. On alert; nothing bizarre for a leader but still more cautious than might be deemed necessary. He knew they could be a fantastic Clan, if only they could move past their prejudices. If only I can convince them the traditional way isn't always the best way. But that was a miracle he had few hopes of happening. Dawnprowl Admittedly, Dawnprowl had spent her morning being cowardly. Though productive, thus she hoped her actions would merely be construed as helping the clan and not doing everything in her power to remain outside of the confines of camp. After the revelations of Stormstar's the night before, the calico had made a beeline out of camp and hadn't been seen since. Now dawn rose in her wake, as she made her way through the territory, the camp her destination in mind even if her paws were insistent on finding a different direction to take. She had left the camp bristling with surprise and discomfort, no one sure of what to say nor what to do. Never a cat particularly fond of uncomfortable socialisation, a phrase that practically defined the atmosphere in camp the night before. The beautiful shecat had spent her night in the territory, sleeping in the forest and now she returned with the rewards of a successful hunt clamped in her jaws. Hopefully enough to purchase her forgiveness for abandoning camp, no matter how brief she had discarded her rank for. Whilst something she would admit only under the threat of death, the idea of becomming a loner had briefly burned through her mind. Tantalising, hopeful... Impossible. The idea of survival outside of the safety of a group was hilarious even to the most suited cat. The small shecat would no doubt have been found dead within a moon. And the idea of passing without the rites granted to all clan members, was something that terrified even the most stone hearted of cats. Something Dawnprowl could hardly be considered. Sheepishly creeping into camp, her head bowed and hopeful to avoid being caught by any of her clanmates. She deposited her catches, made up of a small squirrel and a pair of shrews, and turning back to the brook with hopes of quenching her bitter thirst. Pulling upright, shaking her muzzle free of water and sending droplets flinging about her as she did so. Dawnprowl straightened with a twitch of her tail, glancing nervously around camp to find its only habitant seemed to be the one cat she was desperate to avoid. Dodging right, head lowered and gaze fixed to the ground, she made her way for the warriors den. Hoping to hide in there until the rest of camp could provide her cover to go unnoticed. Patchchaser Yesterday the world had changed for the clan. And naturally, Patchchaser had done everything in his power to ease and make fun of the hostile nature that had resulted from the events of the day before. Much to his horror, his efforts had proven to be largely fruitless so far. Even the class clown of a cat could understand the discomfort that poured about the camp, but that didn't mean he had to like it. Uncurling somewhat from the warmth of his nest, a cast around the den taught him that almost every member was within the den. It seemed none wanted to be the first to breach the silence and withdraw from the warriors den. A braver part of the young tom wanted to be the first, break the unease and let life get back to normal already. A small part of him believed that normal would become a memory of the past. Straightening with a flick of his tail, the splotched warrior began the process of grooming. Something that usually wouldn't have taken more than a minute in his books, but now he turned it into a laborious project. Wanting to make himself look busy, when in fact it was merely an excuse to keep him where he was standing, prolonging when he would have to withdraw from the den as best as he was able to. But he could only do so much before the inevitable would have to come to fruition. The late and somewhat bizarre entrance of Dawnprowl didn't go unnoticed by the half awake tom cat, his ear twitching in acknowledgement but otherwise the snowy coated warrior didn't move from the warmth of his nest. Patchchaser was very much a morning person, but today the pressure of everything seemed to keep him pinned to his nest, not daring to as much as breath on the off chance he sparked a conflict that seemed to be merely brewing in the shadows.
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 23, 2019 18:33:47 GMT -5
(( Yeah! I can get pictures of the cats! ))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 18:41:23 GMT -5
Featherehisker And Stormstsr could be brothers if you’d like? lunamoon
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 20:23:59 GMT -5
I don’t see why not?
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Non-binary
☾ѕησσzє☽
no im not okay, I suck at a game I play 8 hours a day
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Aug 23, 2019 20:31:48 GMT -5
Robinsplash was the one who saw Stormstar first, her eyes watching him closely as he began to make his way to an area of the camp to groom. She had meant to go up to him, ask him a few questions but right now her heart was tight with discomfort as she found herself rooted to her spot. She would just need to move one paw..in front of the other...
There we go, they're moving She could feel the distance between her and Stormstar closing in as she approached him, his eyes seemed to be focused on his cleaning and not her, which would provide her with a bit of time to think. Her shadow did cast a bit onto the tom, causing a disturbance to him she was sure of. She cleared her throat, trying to catch his attention. "Hello, Stormstar." She began, her voice nearly cracking in the mist of her attempt to speak. She silently cursed to herself, hoping she could be more a tough cat when speaking to him but it seemed unlikely.
{Ima do one for now I hope that's okay unu also is it alright if Robin develops a crush on our dear leader? I feel like she would like the changes he makes to the clan, might see them as more effective in perfecting them.}
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 20:36:36 GMT -5
I’m fine with that on with replying
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 20:56:44 GMT -5
Stormstar Looking up from his meticulous work, the tom twitched his ears when he spotted the pretty shecat approaching, he could spot the hesitance in her pawsteps, something that caused his eyes to narrow half a shade but otherwise his features didn’t change as much as a shade. The muscled tom cat straightened upright, drawing his long tail around his frame to create a neat and composed appearance, in spite of the turmoil making his thoughts race at a thousand miles an hour. Admittedly Robinsplash wasn’t the shecat he expected to see first that morning, though admittedly he didn’t know the shecat well enough to make such a decision. As far as he was concerned she was simply a good, noble warrior who as far as he was able to see worked hard for the sake of the clan. Stormstsr had few problems with a shecat like that, though that opinion could very well change depending on how the following conversation ended. “Good morning,” he responded with a nod of his head, towering notably over the warrior, his gaze fixed on her frame. He carried himself taller than he might usually do, not necessarily challenging but daring another to challenge. The protectiveness over not only his status but his clan was intrinsic and unshakeable, he wouldn’t back down easily. But regardless of what happened, he would always be willing to listen.
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 23, 2019 21:03:57 GMT -5
Featherehisker And Stormstsr could be brothers if you’d like? lunamoon Sure! I would love that! ))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 21:07:52 GMT -5
Brilliant!
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Non-binary
☾ѕησσzє☽
no im not okay, I suck at a game I play 8 hours a day
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Aug 23, 2019 21:12:04 GMT -5
{Sorry if I'm poofy, my friend and I are working on a clan creation thing now too but it'll be less so than it has been at least}
Robinsplash felt herself grow hot for once, usually she was more composed but right now it felt like she was a kit telling it's mother she had sneaked out of camp. She tried to think of what to say but instead her mouth just opened and closed for a few moments, a it of blabbering coming out. Why do I get this way around cats who are in a higher position than me?. She thought bitterly to herself, trying to let her thoughts calm down. Finally, words left her mouth but they came out more jumbled than not.
"So, yesterday." She began, trying to sound casual as she could. "That was a lot to unload on us, don't you think, Stormstar? How do you think things will play out for you in the long run?" Her tone wasn't threatening, more of a place of concern. She had no quarrels with the recent changes as of right now they seemed perfectly reasonable but she could hear the whispers in the warrior's den last night. Some seemed supportive while others were outright challenging, the cats thinking they couldn't be heard but she could hear them as they spoke quietly. She would keep it a secret for now, just to see how well he could handle the aftermath of his own decisions.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 23, 2019 21:24:20 GMT -5
Ravenstrike Ravenstrike isn't particularly small, but she has a stocky build with a lot of strength built in them. Her black fur is medium length but gets shaggy and may as well be long fur. She has tall, tufted ears and narrow yellow eyes. Ravenstrike doesn't have a lot to say in conversations, but when she does it's either opinionated or a complaint. She likes to jump into action instead of considering a plan which makes her a pretty bad leader, which she's fine with. She has a hard time getting close to other cats, but not because she's a jerk; she's just awkward. ✨ nissabug ✨ Warrior Open to family/mate/crush. a night without stars Spiderwhisker Spiderwhisker's height is mostly leg length, but he doesn't tower over too many cats. He has a round face and short fur, which is dark with nearly black points on his face and paws. He has round, ice blue eyes. Spiderwhisker is a joy to be around for most cats, as he can't help but want to brighten someone's day, even if they don't necessarily want it. He has a deep sense of pride for himself and his Clanmates, so he wants to make sure everyone feels their best with themselves. He seems to talk the ears off of other cats and can be very overbearing, but he doesn't annoy others out of spite. ✨ nissabug ✨ Warrior Father to Sagepaw. Open to mate/crush. His mate was Silverstep, a silver tabby she-cat with yellow eyes. She died of greencough not long after Sagepaw's birth. a night without stars Littlepoppy Littlepoppy is small for a tom and has a round, thick body type. In fact, everything about him is round, from his face to his light amber eyes. He has dark ginger classic tabby fur with barely lighter paws and chest. Littlepoppy is soft-spoken and gets stressed easily, even about the small things. He knew from a young age that he wasn't cut out for battling, and after a few moons as a warrior he decided to return to the nursery as a permanent queen. He still remembers his warrior training, however, and if he feels he or the kits are threatened he will fight to the death. He's very gentle and kind and doesn't enjoy getting into disagreements with others. ✨ nissabug ✨ Permanent Queen Open to family. a night without stars Morningpaw Morningpaw is a large she-cat whose fluffy fur only makes her look bigger. She has a light tortoiseshell pelt with a few patches of white. Her eyes are a soft green, and she has dainty paws and a small muzzle. Morningpaw is bright and happy, always open to making friends. She has a hard time paying attention to others while they speak and often gets distracted, although she doesn't mean to. She's also pretty clumsy and tends to trip if she's not looking at the path ahead. She's even ran into a couple of trees. She has a huge, generous heart that loves to help others, but it also makes her gullible to trickery. ✨ nissabug ✨ Acolyte Open to family/crush. a night without stars.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 21:32:08 GMT -5
Stormstar The question wasn’t the aggression that the young leader might have expected from a more hotheaded cat, it was reasonably presented and the shecat was clear that there was no malice meant to what could be construed as a rather prying question. He listened to her with a patient stance, his ears twitching a little at the sound of birdsong blaring from somewhere further up the mountain. He elicited a soft sigh when she was finished, trying to assemble a somewhat reasonable response that might have satisfied the shecats quite reasonable questioning. But the simple matter of fact was that the tom wasn’t sure. As much as he liked to convey the image of an all knowing tom, he wasn’t. His foresight was lacking, and his hindsight was twenty twenty, but did he regret his decision, in honesty he didn’t. Even if the action had left the clan around him in turmoil he wasn’t sure would quickly heal. But that wasn’t likely an easy answer to accept, he watched the shecat quietly for a heartbeat, contemplating. “I don’t know,” he admitted finally with a calmness that was chilling. “Hopefully the spirits will understand where I’m coming from, and even if they don’t our clan is a strong one, I have no doubts that our future will be a strong one.” His response was generic but his tone suggested he truly believed what he was saying, though the waiver of his gaze was unreadable. Stormstar remained strong and firm in his decisions, no matter how they might play out.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 21:33:24 GMT -5
Welcome Nissa! Lovely to see you again it’s been a while if you want I can offer Goldensong as a mother to Sagepaw, she’s in the spirits allegiances I shall add in the morning if that’s ok
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 23, 2019 21:48:00 GMT -5
((nice to see you again too! :) and yeah goldensong would work fine as her mom! would i be able to go ahead and make starters?))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 21:48:40 GMT -5
Go for it
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 23, 2019 22:02:30 GMT -5
That’s odd, pm me an example and I’ll have a look. Is the image too small thus repeats?
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Aug 23, 2019 22:54:04 GMT -5
[ Hi guys -waves- Can I just say I spent the last 30 minutes messing with coding? I usually just a simple code for my posts but I was like "oh hey nec has a cool thing with a border, I should try that and incorporate the thing I learned about opacity the other day" yeah no. that was really really rough. and I couldn't get my padding on the text Dx but I think i got it.
We will see when I post my starters. I am probably never going to use this coding again in the future. xD ]
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