Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 8, 2020 21:26:40 GMT -5
Introduction.
Death has befallen RidgeClan, however expected the blow has been heavy but the aftermath will ricochet throughout the clan and render its future bloody.
Now at our head is a wolf in a sheep's disguise, the face of a friend corrupted by a darkness like nothing the clan has ever seen before. For his reign will bring newfound darkness to the clan, and by the time anyone realises it there is little left to be done. Most too scared to fight back, and others more than delighted with this new regime.
Implementing a war against the stars themselves, RidgeClan finds themselves beneath the reign of a conniving creature intent on bringing the clan into glory, no matter the sacrifices made along the way. With loved ones falling at every turn and war rendering a once strong clan broken and in ruins, future extinction seems inevitable. Even the stars have abandoned us.
But as a last resort before falling silent, a prophecy will be howled from the stars themselves. The promise of saviours to come, but it soon seems that their promises have come too late.
Implementing a war against the stars themselves, RidgeClan finds themselves beneath the reign of a conniving creature intent on bringing the clan into glory, no matter the sacrifices made along the way. With loved ones falling at every turn and war rendering a once strong clan broken and in ruins, future extinction seems inevitable. Even the stars have abandoned us.
But as a last resort before falling silent, a prophecy will be howled from the stars themselves. The promise of saviours to come, but it soon seems that their promises have come too late.
RidgeClan will soon learn that nothing can last forever - as even the Stars can fall.
Rules.
ONE: General Rules.
Always follow the rules of the forums, if you are ever uncertain remember to either ask or check the following link.
TWO: Activity.
Constantly being on is by no means a necessity, I do ask that those joining as central characters be on at least 3 days a week.
THREE: Plagiarising.
Seemingly an increasing trend, the theft of any character, coding or anything else without permission will not be tolerated.
FOUR: Literacy.
The minimum expectation is to be able to write at least 6 lines per character in every post.
FIVE: Characters.
Please no Mary Sues, whilst I don't ask you to kill every cat every minute, but no cat can never be injured/become ill.
SIX: Joining.
When you first join do so with at least two characters, and have only one apprentice for every two of other ranks made.
SEVEN: Bloodlines.
Not mandatory, but potentially where cats from different members share traits create family ties for clan development fun.
EIGHT: Drama.
No limit (within reason) if you have fun ideas feel free to implement them with others! Just don't kill anyone (too often).
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A small body of trees that litter the foothills of the mountains, this is the natural boundary of what RidgeClan consider to be their territory and use the outer borders as the place we leave our scent markers. The trees are largely towering pines, and thus maintain their dark greens throughout the year and offer something in the way of coverage from the more bitter moons. It offers squirrels and voles as a source of prey, and a small pond can be found on the east side to offer venturers water without having to return to the mountain's peak in search of hydration.
Like how the groundhog signifies the beginning of spring, the freezing over of this creek tends to be the first indicator that leafbare is well on the way, and often comes shortly before the first snows of the season. During the particularly bitter moons, it can freeze thickly enough that even larger cats can cross its ices without fear of falling into the waters, but its current is fairly fast and despite its skinny nature can provide a threat to the unwary of paw. It offers a couple of good spots for fishing, but due to the distaste of becomming wet shared by much of the clan, we don't often take the opportunity to utilise it. 
Less a landmark and more the catchall phrase utilised to encompass the territory that RidgeClan inhabits. It gains its name for the erratic peaks and trophs that the highest peaks of the mountain take, almost, as though someone attempted to draw a straight line during a particularly vicious earthquake. Our territory ends on the other side of the mountain peaks to where the evergreen mountainside stands, providing an ample amount of space for the clan. Though prey is ample, as are predators, meaning lynxes, mountain cats and things of similar ilk can be found here, even bears though those are rarer. 
One of the territory's last landmarks of the territory before the lands grow flat and drift into the evergreen mountainside is a quite vast, luscious meadow. Trees sparsely inhabit its lands, but it is the inhabitants of those trees that offer this landmark their name. A population of ravens make their homes in the trees, rendering the place ricocheting with sound whenever one journeys here without enough caution to set them off. It offers quite the challenge to try and hunt here, and is a good training opportunity for advanced apprentices and new warriors to prove their worth to the clan. 
One of the inlets of the Moonlit lake is a particularly thick and fast flowing river that divides one portion of the territory from the other. Fortunately to prevent having to traverse its waters or take the long way around, great stone steps were installed into the waters long before the clan even walked these paths. Here too is a good opportunity for those brave enough to fish, but when the waters rage it can render even this point a dangerous place to cross. And when the stones become covered by the waters, it is a good indicator that the river will likely soon burst its banks and to evacuate the area for the time being. 
The utmost point of our territory, it provides the observe a perfect position from which to watch the lands surrounding RidgeClan territory. Due to the altitude, it is a particularly windy spot and the most prone to heavy snowfall early on, but is a great vantage point to not only keep guard of the territory from but to witness the aurora borealis. It is so close it seems one can even touch it from this point, and is a sight so breathtaking it leaves one breathless. 
More the flame caused by the storm then the storm itself, if left unreigned this is cat capable of wreaking chaos. He is the right mix of strategic, strong and charming that create a dangerous creature unless you are aware of the monster that lurks beneath the surface. On the face of things, this is a good natured if not someone headstrong tom intent on bringing the clan to great things, but the truth is he is a blood thirsty cat who doesn't care what needs to be sacrificed to obtain his visions. He is a towering tom, outsizing the majority of his clan and unhelped by the massive cloud of a coat that marks his features. Thunderstar is notable for the dark golden of his coat, the flame brought to life, he is covered in bengal rosettes covering him from head to tail in shades of black and dark browns. For a cat as large as he is, he is strangely elegant and kept together, creating the appearance of a tom who puts much aforethought into every movement he makes. His eyes are a icy grey colour, contrasting oddly against the softer shades of his body. He is marked with an ample coating of scars, indicating his prowess in battle and perhaps an early signifier for just how little he thinks of the battlefield, or rather how willing his is to throw himself in head first. 
Smokewhisker is the perfect accessory to Thunderstar's capability of tyranny. Unpredictable at best, this tom somehow has the ability to still convince others he is on their side even despite all the sides he plays. Smokewhisker is a master of social know-how. Nearly all his control comes from a focus upon extracting secrets and information on everyone in the clan. Smokewhisker makes it his priority to see that any threat to Thunderstar is properly assessed and either coerced into submission, or ridded of promptly. Naturally, Smokewhisker stays away from most of this, using his and Thunderstar's allies to execute their plans, keeping the blame away from the two of them on the surface. A grey silk furred and faded black tabbied tom with bright green eyes, Smokewhisker has an average mass, and, unlike Thunderstar, does not have the battle prowess nor the physical capability to ensure his safety. Smokewhisker has no close relationships outside of power, his only close alliances being Thunderstar and their closest supporters. Considering how easily Smokewhisker changes his alleged motivations depending upon with whom he is speaking, it is unclear whether he wishes to truly stand behind Thunderstar forever, or perhaps take power for himself all along. For now though, all signs point to his contentedness as the perfect dirty deeds doer, filthily happy with the power Thunderstar has allotted him.
A tall, elegantly built long-haired silver lynx point molly with slender facial features. Her coat is rather soft and thick, giving her a cloudy appearance that hides her daintier frame. Her eyes are a light, crystalline blue that are rounded in shape to give her a gentle appearance. Given that her physical build is less than optimal for RidgeClan's harsh lifestyle, Aspenleaf found herself drawn towards the medicine cat position from a young age. Always on the quiet side, Aspenleaf is a calm and dutiful type, fulfilling her role skillfully and without complaint. Despite her somewhat distant personality, she is deeply empathetic and compassionate, being naturally attuned to the emotions of others. Those who wish to challenge her should take caution, however, as she can be quite fierce and unyielding when needed. Aspenleaf is nautrally suited to the medicine cat role, intelligent and with a great memory, but also not afraid to think outside the box. She is a source of counsel and sound advice, for those that care to listen. She is driven and works well under pressure, never shying away from difficult or trying situations. Aspenleaf was born in the dead of winter and watched as both her parents died before she was of apprenticing age, her mother from sickness and her father in an avalanche, along with many of her siblings. Though not the only factor, these incidences were part of what set her on the path of medicine cat. Aspenleaf is now close to few, but cares for all members of the Clan like her own kin. She is absolutely devastated when the Clan loses their connection to the ancestors, a cherished part of being medicine cat for her. She has grown more reserved during this time, struggling with how to cope without communicating with the ancestors, though she keeps herself together for the rest of the Clan's sake. Even without being able to receive visions from StarClan, she knows that something dark and terrible is befalling RidgeClan.
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Nothing is sacred with Coppersplash's personality nearby. Boisterous and vocal as her name suggests, Coppersplash has a word to say on everything. Her personality can brighten the dourest of moods, but she is practically unable to be serious. A brilliant orange and amber tabby she-cat, Coppersplash has deep round eyes and a curious gaze. Blessed by StarClan so far with a happy life to match her upbeat persona, Coppersplash will joke her way out of any sorrow that confronts her. Unfortunately, though her good humoured self can cheer others, it can also render her insensitive at difficult times, making her an unfavourable friend when comfort is needed. She hates the thought that any cat could be hurt by something she's done, so although she overpowers many more stoic types, she has the kindest of intentions at heart. Even as a seasoned warrior, Coppersplash has yet to lose the spark that ignites her energy.
Blackbird is a dedicated and valiant warrior. She served under the last leader whole-heartedly, proving time and time again she was a worthy warrior. The sleek-furred she-cat with a black tuxedo pattern, never liked Thunderstar. Once he became leader she could sense tension and mishap in the clan. Blackbird is determined to help her clan regain its old ways under Silverpelt but since it has disappeared, she has become solemn and somber. Blackbird is a great mentor, she is very patient but also is willing to through herself into battle the moment it is needed. She will always stand up for what she believes is right and her yellow eyes will always blaze with her heartfelt emotions. Blackbird is a trustworthy and compassionate she-cat. As a young warrior, Blackbird had a mate, who died when she was pregnant with her first litter. She birthed in a particularly prey-poor winter and lost all three kits. This has shaped Blackbird, making her protective of those she holds dear.
Blueclaws is a light cream, near-white tom with grey speckles and splotches on his face, ears, paws and tail. He has crystal blue eyes and a skinny, limber frame. A naturally capable warrior, Blueclaws was long hailed as one of the most promising cats of the clan from an early age. His valiant heart and talented skillset singled him out to be Icestar's final apprentice, an honour which left an extreme imprint on the identity of Blueclaws as a warrior. Still a younger warrior, Blueclaws is riding upon the confidence he has been granted his entire life. Any attack on Icestar's legacy is an attack on Blueclaws himself. He sees himself as a knight for good, and believes very strongly in his ability to use his popularity to rally his clanmates against any signs of evil. Blinded by his golden-tom upbringing, Blueclaws sees no danger in convincing any cat to do the right thing.
Brindletail is a soft-spoken she-cat with black dominated tortoiseshell fur. Her expressive amber eyes show all emotions that pass through her heart. She is rather shy and awkward, easy to manipulate and persuade even when she wishes she could disappear from the situation. Since the rise of Thunderstar, she has become even more quiet, trying to slide under the radar and just perform her clan duties such as hunting and patrolling as per usual. Brindletail is an excellent hunter, her paws are almost as quiet at her voice when she stalks. Brindletail wants what is best for everyone and will often give up her own wants and needs to put others before herself. This is no rash thinking that goes through Brindletail, in fact, she is more indecisive than otherwise.
Foxpounce is a handsome tomcat with dark amber eyes. He has lean muscles under his pelt which are understated, but one shouldn't underestimate this ginger tabby tom. He has splashes of white on his chest and chin, but other than that, he is ginger with darker ginger stripes. Foxpounce follows his leader, trying his best to prove his worth to his leader. Foxpounce isn't empathetic to others he believes is weak and generally, Foxpounce is sour and rather disliked. For a handsome tom, he bullies those who appear weaker than him - like a fox, he is sly and snarky. Not the best company, Foxpounce has no friends but that fact doesn't seem to bother him in the slightest.
Elegance and poise are the primary traits of this young shecat, making her quite the sore thumb compared to the larger cats inhabiting much of her clan. Lynxecho was born a runt, and encompassed those traits all the way into adulthood. As a result she isn't too much to look at outside of her pretty looks, and she is quite happy to keep it this way. Shy by nature, she isn't necessarily antisocial but is far from someone who enjoys the limelight, she is content in her own company or a very tight circle of friends and would prefer to go with the flow and keep her lips tight unless strictly necessary. For those able to get close to her, she is a sweet natured young cat with a heart of gold, but she'd rather you think her the most evil creature to walk the earth than she would have a solid conversation for extended periods of time. She is a small cat, carrying the musculature of much of the clan but in a smaller form, her coat is silky but thick, creating a soft silver grey tabby dappled and striped all over with shades of black and darker grey wrapping around her frame. Her eyes are a pale green, the shade of the grass after the last snows have fallen and begun melting at last. 
Rabbitspring is a slender tomcat with long limbs and tail. He has common tabby markings on top of a golden-brown pelt. He is a tall tom who is quick on his feet and great at balancing. He has big, pretty green eyes. Rabbitspring is a friendly tom, never embarrassed by his mistakes, never one to shy away. He does have the tendency to be thick though, so if you want to hint something to Rabbitspring there is no point in trying - just tell it to him straight. Whilst he is a bright tom he isn't the best at articulating his feelings himself so sometimes he can hard to read. He is always one to crack a joke, sometimes at inappropriate times. He loves to hunt and is quite skilled at it - climbing is one of his specialties.
If Thunderstar is a wolf disguised in sheep's clothing, this tom is the fox in the chicken coop. An entirely different sort of dangerous, he takes pride in the intimidating nature he carries, massive and well muscled. He is egotistic and gifted with a sharp tongue, though he makes little effort to disguise these crueler features, he has enough common sense to not be outright nasty unless someone has done something outright stupid. This is a good cat to put yourself at distance from unless you are quite sure of where you stand with him, for though he is unlikely to do anything outright just yet, it is difficult to determine exactly where he draws that line and it is a good idea to not test it. A muscular creature, he is a dark reddish brown colour, fading into a lighter gingers at his muzzle, belly and dashed along his tail. Marring this colour is thick bands of dark brown and the occasional splash of white here and there, with eyes of pale chestnut brown. 
A large, long-haired dark gray tom with a thick and shaggy coat of fur and copper eyes. Like most RidgeClan cats, Wolfheart is muscular and broad-shouldered. Sporting big paws, a ruff of fur around his neck, and tufted ears, the tom looks somewhat fierce and wild. Though his appearance is rather intimidating, Wolfheart is among the kindest of cats in the Clan. Good-natured and gentle, he is always willing to lend assistance where needed or a sympathetic ear. Not the most talkative of sorts, but nonetheless supportive and friendly when encountered, he has few close friendships to speak of. Wolfheart embodies many traits that a good warrior should: duty, integrity, and strength among them. He is brave, but not reckless, and loyal to those who deserve it. Wolfheart is guided by a strong moral code and sense of personal responsibility that he refuses to break even if it means going against others. He is an adept fighter, but will choose to take the non-confrontational path whenever possible. He is slow to anger and wont hold grudges, but is quite careful in who he chooses to trust, especially now that StarClan has abandoned the living.
Shadowpaw is a small black molly with long, but sleek fur and a light build. Adding to her out of place appearance, she has odd eyes: one blue and one green. Her slender frame is far more suited to running and agility than brute strength. StarClan gave her long legs, she always said, because they knew she'd be doing a lot of running. Away from her problems, mostly. Shadowpaw's personality is, in a word, chaotic. Her behavior seems to follow no noticeable trend, often swinging from one end of the continuum to another. She is a reckless sort, always desperate to prove herself or show someone else up, despite seeming to have little care for others' perceptions of her. Fiercely independent with a stubborn streak, Shadowpaw doesn't like to follow others and values freedom above all else. She gets restless when forced to sit still for too long, needing to constantly be occupied in some way. Shadowpaw is curious and enjoys exploring RidgeClan's vast territory and anything that can be found within or even outside of it. Her fun-loving and passionate side does draw some in, but she can be rather spiteful, often lashing out at others or even being downright hostile. Thus, she doesn't typically have many friends or even any on her good side. Mischievous and unafraid to cause a little trouble, Shadowpaw has had her fair share of problems and danger, but she tends to think herself invincible until these things come back to bite her. On the other spectrum, she may shut down for periods of time, being withdrawn and melancholy. For reasons she isn't too sure of, Shadowpaw suffers from bouts of insomnia and nightmares, which may bring on anxiety in the waking world. She tends to keep this side of herself buried more deeply, underneath a penchant for adventure and boundless energy, but may resort back to it once in a while. For all her flaws, Shadowpaw truly does mean well and could make a fine warrior some day, but struggles with self-esteem and her emotions. Underneath her tumultuous outer layer, she is insecure and uncertain, but trying to find her way. Much of this self-doubt is likely rooted in her history, being the only kit of a short-lived relationship between two cats with different mates, and neither of them having the best reputation in the Clan as it was. Her mother was killed during a fight and was never seen in StarClan, leading many to speculate she had a much darker side, while her father was all too happy to reconcile with his mate and move on. As a result, Shadowpaw is a bit of an outcast among her Clanmates, and desperate for any type of attention.
A rather massive, longhaired dark brown tabby tom with a thick, shaggy coat and bobbed tail. He has a broad, muscular frame built for the roughest of conditions, paired with large paws and pads toughened after moons of treading over rock. With facial features that can best be described as noble and a pair of bright green eyes, he was most certainly a handsome tom once, but seasons of battles and RidgeClan's unforgiving environment have left their mark on the tom. His once glossy, luxurious coat has grown patchy and dull; his muzzle is now gray with age. Eyes that could make most cower no longer hold the same luster, though many would still argue the elder is far from weak and docile even in his declining health. Matching his imposing figure, Mooseheart boasts and commanding attitude. Known to be stern but fair, in his days as a warrior he was well-respected and usually liked. A force to be reckoned with, Mooseheart's main claim to fame was his power in battle and unwavering loyalty to his Clan. A multitude of scars cover his pelt, trophies he wears with pride as a show of all he has accomplished in life. Even now, having lost much of his physical power, he is unafraid to fight with words or claws. He operates under the belief that character is best demonstrated through actions rather than words, and follows this by keeping conversations short and to the point. Though he was quite ambitions when younger, Mooseheart never was too bothered that he didn't make the deputy position he once had his eye on, finding the idea of leadership to be somewhat grating. He is a tom that prefers to be alone and do things his own way, despite defaulting to authority most of the time, he has strong opinions and isn't afraid to voice them. His main pitfalls are his arrogance and inflexibility, some traits that he still carries even with now, though he has mellowed out some. Mooseheart is known for being critical and standoffish, but will begrudgingly back down when proved wrong.
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But if later on I decide to leave one of the few that I am in I will DEFINITELY join! 
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