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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 8, 2020 13:54:20 GMT -5
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We have traveled far to find a land that will accommodate us. The hills that once were ours are now overrun with two-legs who stomp on our dens and knock down our precious trees. So we left, wandering the valleys and forests for a place far from the reach of the two-legs. And we arrived here, where the mountains are tall and the creeks run clear.
We are scavengers of sorts, which I suppose is fitting given our names. But would you refuse a crow a meal just because he didn't catch it? Would you shoo a crow away if he found a shiny piece of metal that someone else discarded? That's why this land is ours now. We might not be the first to inhabit it, but that will not stop us from making ourselves at home here.
{This is a companion clan to Ghostclan}
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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 8, 2020 14:54:40 GMT -5
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Crowclan is a sister clan to Ghostclan, and the roleplays will be closely linked. If you're interested in joining Crowclan, you might want to give Ghostclan a quick look over, just so you know what's going on. The main idea is that Ghostclan has been living in this valley for many years. They're actually two clans that combined into one after a forest fire, but the forest has since regrown, and the clan lives happily in a valley between two mountains.
Crowclan, on the other hand, are new to these parts. They decided to leave their old territory, which became overrun by humans. Now, by complete coincidence, they have found themselves interested in a section of the forest just below where Ghostclan patrols. Because they are new to the parts, they have no set boundaries for their territory, and they feel no remorse for venturing into the bountiful woods that Ghostclan calls their own. For this reason, tensions between the two clans run high. Their borders are very much in dispute, and Ghostclan feels as though they are being closed in (given the other three sides of their territory are blocked in by mountains). But Crowclan is named after a scavenger bird for a reason. They have no problem with claiming something that once belonged to other cats, and they are prepared to fight for their new territory if they need to.
Now, joiners of Ghostclan are encouraged to use their own cats as inspiration for their characters. If you'd like to do the same for Crowclan, you're welcome to, however it will not be emphasized as much for this roleplay (it was optional in Ghostclan in the first place). Characters from this clan can come entirely from your imagination. Keep in mind that this clan will be more of the villainous one. That is a bit unfair to them, and you're welcome to make good-hearted characters, but also feel free to tap into your wicked side for these kitties.
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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 8, 2020 17:09:03 GMT -5
witty โข intrepid โข adaptable โข sarcastic โข confrontational โข proud
General Area The territory of Crowclan is a bit smaller in landmass to that of Ghostclan's, mostly because the Pond takes up a pretty significant area in the north western part of the territory. It is also rather different in the type of land it covers. The forests belonging to Crowclan are rather old, with large deciduous trees that were never touched by the fire of ten years ago. The pond splits off in two creeks which break up the territory. The "island" between them is the part of the territory most dominated by trees, and it is also where Crowclan has set up their camp. Across the creek to the west, the territory is mostly grass and hills.
Notable Landmarks โ
The Pond - Creating the north edge of the territory is a pond. More of it is on Crowclan territory than Ghostclan, and it serves some purpose for fishing, which is a new undertaking for Crowclan cats (whose former territory had nothing but a small creek). โ
Willow Creek - The creek running down through the center of camp is called Willow Creek. It is rather deep and runs quickly. It's dangerous for cats who don't know how to swim, and it isn't idea for fishing either. โ
Beaver Creek - The creek along the north eastern part of the territory is comparatively slow and easy. It is a good place to learn how to fish, and it is surrounded by sandy beaches. โ
The Old Tree - Across Willow Creek is a massive oak tree where mentors take their apprentices to learn how to climb. Be careful, though, you wouldn't want to fall out of those tall branches. โ
Herb place - A little behind the Old Tree, over a small hill, is where the medicine cats go to collect their herbs. This area is rather exposed, and can be seen easily from Ghostclan territory. โ
The Beach - On the eastern side of the pond a sandy area which is perfect for soaking in the sun's rays, that is, if you don't have hunting patrol. โ
The Thunderpath - Cutting across a corner of the territory is a two-leg road. This must be avoided at all costs, for though it might look safe, cats have been run over there before.
Camp The camp is in the island between the two creeks. It's heavily protected by a surrounding area of hills and tall trees. There are, however, several trails which access it, and patrols must be sure to check all of them to ensure the camp is not invaded by unwanted visitors.
The Leader's Den: The leader sleeps in a small cave nestled into the northern hillside. The den is big enough for two cats to sit comfortably. The leader makes their announcements from the rocks overhanging above the entrance. The Warriors' Den: The warriors sleep under a fallen pine tree, whose branches have been woven together to make a more comfortable structure. Half of the den is still a work in progress. The Apprentices' Den: The apprentices sleep in the hollowed out trunk of a massive oak tree. The inside was eaten out by termites, so the apprentices sleep on several levels up the trunk of the tree. The Nursery: the base of a young willow tree has been re-purposed for the the nursery. It is closest to the apprentices' den. The Elders' Den: Beside the leader's den, a large bramble bush is pushed up against the hillside. This area is where the elders sleep. The Medicine Cats' Den: Between the nursery and the warriors' den, an oak tree leans over a lilac bush. The medicine cats sleep in the branches above, which are wide enough to comfortably support several cats. Below, in the woven lilac bush, the medicine cats look after the injured/sick and store their herbs in the roots of the tree.
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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 8, 2020 18:14:00 GMT -5
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Here are a few things to keep in mind before joining:
Expectations โ
Literacy - this is a semi-advanced roleplay, meaning I expect joiners to write about 2-3 paragraphs per post. It also means there are certain expectations for the effort put into characters (meaning making them flawed, unique beings rather than stock characters). โ
Forum Rules - please follow them! โ
Godmodding/spotlighting - try not to write what another person's character does without the permission of their creator. โ
Plotting - please come ready to contribute ideas and plots! The more drama the better! โ
Realism - no powers or unrealistic appearances for your characters, please. Obviously, as mentioned previously, these cats are based on once living ones. Creativity is encouraged, however there are other roleplays for powers and special abilities.
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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 8, 2020 18:20:31 GMT -5
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THE LEADER โ
Stonestar
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62 moons โ
Tom โ
Leader โ
๐๐๐ก๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฃ๐๐๐ A rather intimidating tom with bright yellow eyes that seem to pierce right through you, Stonestar is a heavily built cat made up of a soft white undercoat which shines out around his face and underbelly and all four of his paws. Though the majority of his coat is covered with a very light silver fur with spotted slightly darker gray markings which get signifcantly darker around his legs and the rings on his tail. He also happens to have a very pink nose. His left ear has a large tear in it from a fight in his youth and the majority of his pelt is covered in old scars, most notibly clawmarks ripping diagonally down his face.
Lightly put, this tom is just not a very nice cat. He can be cold and ruthless towards others, though only does what he thinks is needed to keep his Clan afloat. Which is why he is more than happy to unsheath his claws and strike down anything that happens to get in his way. Some say that he only became deputy of CrowClan because he murdered the old deputy, though that is a rumor which is only uttered in quiet whispers as cats are afraid of what might happen if Stonestar himself happens to get wind of this. All in all, he just not a very nice cat to be around.
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THE DEPUTY โ
Blacktalon
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32 moons โ
She-cat โ
Deputy โ
โโะพฯ A she-cat with mottled, dark brown, cream, and black markings. There are indications of tabby on her legs and face, however, most of her stripes are rather difficult to discern in her coat, which looks like a dappled forest floor. She has fur of medium-length, which is especially long on her chest, elbows, and around her face. She has a lean, strong build and fierce green eyes.
Stonestar is intimidating, and so his his second-in-command. Blacktalon does not take any form of back talk, and if she hears that someone is being disobedient, she is sometimes cruel with her punishments. She is an incredibly ambitious cat, and though she is not a leader, she often acts like one, leading some cats to believe she will one day try to mutiny. But though she is tough, she is also a very adept warrior. She can go toe-to-toe with some of the best fighters in the forest, and she is a deadly hunter.
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THE MEDICINE CATS โ
Foxstride
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32 moons โ
Tom โ
Medicine Cat โ
โโะพฯ This handsome tom is more than meets the eye. His large stature and muscular build would easily lead one to believe he is a warrior, but that is not the case. He has long fur and the boxy muzzle of a maine coon. His pelt is a mix between snowy white and bold red tabby. He has large paws, built for walking on snow, and tufted ears. Foxstride has intelligent golden eyes.
As previously stated, Foxstride does not quite look his part. He's much stronger than one would expect a medicine cat to be, much to the chagrin of many of the female warriors. He is also a surprisingly naturing and even-tempered tom. He's an incredibly easy cat to like, for he is both charismatic and reserved. He was a warrior apprentice until the age of 11 moons, during which he learned most of the skills one needs to be an adept hunter and fighter. However, a mysterious illness took him out of commission for almost a year, and during that time he transitioned to medicine cat out of fear that he would never fully recover, however now he is a perfectly healthy cat.
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Featherwind โ
54 moons โ
Female โ
Medicine Cat โ
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ Featherwind is a rather small, delicate looking feline; she stands a far bit shorter than most of her clanmates and is adorned in a short, but soft, gray pelt. A darker stripe of gray runs down her spine and tail and crests over her shoulders. Small paws, a narrow face, slightly larger ears, and blue-green eyes give Featherwind a somewhat majestic, regal appearance.
True to her medicine cat nature, Featherwind is relatively gentle and nurturing - at her core she is a kind, loving soul. That is not to say she has no backbone, however; she is far from afraid of speaking her mind or standing her ground when necessary, and can be a bit of a spitfire when her temper is riled. She's fiercely independent but dedicated to her Clan.
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SENIOR WARRIORS โ
Pinehollow
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58 moons โ
Tom โ
Senior Warrior โ
โโะพฯ This tom's coat is neither striped nor spotted. It is simply a sleek, reddish brown with hints of ambers, reds, and blacks on his chest, face, and paws. He is a tall tom with a lean but muscular build. His coat is short, but thick, and he has a long, handsome face. There are details of black above his eyes, and he has an almost white chin. His eyes are green.
Pinehollow is a clever and ambitious tom. He has a smart mouth, and rarely keeps his thoughts to himself. He likes to tease his clanmates, and some cats dislike him for his somewhat over-bearing personality. That being said, he doesn't offer much of a threat to those in power, and he can sometimes be quite funny. He is prone to over-sharing, but quick to apologize. He is a strong warrior, but he is particularly good at hunting (and he is one of the few cats in the clan who has mastered fishing).
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Ravenstrike โ
39 moons โ
She-cat โ
Senior warrior โ
WrymnTime Ravenstrike looks like she was designed for fighting. Her black coat blends into the shadows with ease and its fluffy tendencies hides her massive bulk. Her slight shortness gives her opponent a apprentice or prey feel before battle lowering their defences and her unforgiving large amber eyes gives her opponent one last scare before they go up to join Starclan.
Personality wise Ravenstrike is hit or miss. She is commanding, confident and good at deflating tension between cats when needs be. She believes that Crowclan can be great, if only Stonestar would listen to her. She knows sheโs at a disadvantage, only joining the clan around when they moved to their new territory, but that doesnโt make her suggestions any less reasonable. Most cats tend to have a respect for Ravenstrike for being so dedicated to the Clan, some even saying she would of made a better deputy than Blacktalon, but otherโs despise her, saying she's to ambitious for her own good. Either way Ravenstrike doesnโt mind, to her friendships come second to the needs of the clan.
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Goosesnap
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67 moons โ
Tom โ
Senior Warrior โ
WrymnTime Goosesnap is an old stubborn smoky grey ball of bitterness with a tendency to verbally rip his clanmates to shreds. Apprentices and young warriors know not to cross the tom in free of being on the receiving end of one of his iconic piercing glares from his pale icy blue eyes. Dark grey and black flecks dapple his sunken dull pelt and his face seems to rest in a consistent scowl.
Goosesnap wasnโt always so snarky though. Back in the old territory he used to be a sociable, well adjusted warrior with friends and a loving mate and kits, till one day, during a particularly intense twoleg attack not long after his kits were born, Eaglebrook, the kits mother, was killed trying to defend the nursery and the litter disappeared, seemingly been taken away by the invaders. Goosesnap was devastated and would not leave his mates body, even when the search patrol brought back a little kit, one of his kits. Most cats have no idea why Goosesnap basically abounded the last piece of family he had left and often being furious at him for it but the nasty tom never takes notice, actually when he's not yelling at some poor cat, he seems like heโs in an different place entirely.
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55 moons โ
Tom โ
Senior Warrior โ
Aphelyon Staintalon is a skinny white tom with very small ginger patches on his face (which give him his name) and a ginger tabby tail, and very narrow pale blue eyes. He is a relatively small cat, not so might in his height but in his mass. He is actually fairly tall, but willowy, with very slender limbs and a long tail. His face and flanks are covered with scars, and his claws are particularly long and particularly sharp- and he puts a great deal of effort into keeping them that way.
Staintalon is exactly as unpleasant as he looks, being a surly and scrappy tom who always seems like he has something to prove. He's constantly willing to start fights, whether with his Clanmates or- StarClan forbid- any cat from outside the Clan that he comes across on a patrol. He's a bit boastful of his accomplishments, and to be fair, he's done some impressive things, like fighting off a fox entirely on his own without even getting hurt. He's quick, agile, vicious, and quite clever both in and out of combat. Still, he's not clever enough, or in the right way, to be manipulative or even halfway charming- he hasn't got the self-control not to speak whatever's on his mind. Still, he's not all bad. Despite his unpleasant personality, he's got a good mind for strategy and efficiency, and understands his Clanmates' limits and capabilities well, and thus is one of the preferred patrol leaders if you can tolerate his abrasiveness.
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WARRIORS โ
Scarletfern
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17 moons โ
She-cat โ
Warrior โ
โโะพฯ Her predominantly white coat makes it difficult for her to hunt, but she is rather pretty. Scarletfern stands at about average height, though she has long limbs and a slight frame. Along her back, face, and tail, she has spots of black, brown, and red. Her tail is cropped at about half length from an incident during her birth, but it doesn't hinder her much. She has large ears and eyes of pale green.
Scarletfern is much less intimidating than many of her clanmates. She has a quiet, easy grace that helps her to avoid much controversy. Though she is not one to pick fights, she can hold her own in one, and doesn't back down from any cat. Most of the time, however, she is reserved and nice enough to be around. She does have a slightly rebellious streak, and will sometimes go hunting on her own in the middle of the night. She dislikes being told what to do, and she likes to do things on her own accord.
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Tom โ
Warrior โ
๐๐๐ก๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฃ๐๐๐ A large medium furred tom with long whiskers, Dustcreek is a mix of both pale gray and white fur slpashed all around his coat in large blocks of colour. All four of his paws have white socks and seem incredibly fluffy and make it seem as though he has large paws. Dustcreek rather hates trekking through mud as he always come back with very muddy paws from it all getting stuck to his fur. Meanwhile, this tom's eyes are a dark yellow.
You could say that Dustcreek is neither a bad cat, nor a good one. He's just somewhere in the middle, always preferring to do his own thing instead of fussing over what everyone else is worried about. He's a pretty chill cat, often found lazing around the place just taking in the sights instead of doing something producative. He was a right pain to train, but he somehow did manage to pull through his apprenticeship, though he was quite sure his mentor was sick and tired of him by the end of it. But if there is one thing you can be certain of, this cat is a surprisingly good fighter and always seems to have some annoying quip at the ready no matter the situation.
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54 moons โ
Tom โ
Warrior โ
โโะพฯ He's an intimidating, charcoal-gray tom. His pelt is predominantly solid gray, though there are faint indications of tabby markings on his forehead and legs. All other markings are smoke-like shadows and highlights of either light gray or near-black. He has short fur which allows one to see his heavy, muscular build easily. He has long legs and a long tail which provides him with near-perfect balance. His eyes are gray-blue which simply adds to his monochromatic appearance. Waspwing has a distinct scar on his lower jaw, which makes one of his sharp bottom teeth visible at all times.
Waspwing is a proud and reserved tom. He is a cat of few words and rarely makes his opinion known. In that way, he's much more of a follower than a leader. He dislikes having to do things on his own, and its much more likely to be seen with his typical posse than alone. He was born and raised in Crowclan, and he has a certain reverence for tradition. He doesn't like to try new things, and he judges anyone who breaks the warrior code. The only key to Waspwing's soft side are kits. He is protective over anyone younger than 10 moons, and will even crack a smile once in a while. Waspwing is a better fighter than he is a hunter.
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34 moons โ
Tom โ
Warrior โ
แดธแดผแดฟแดฐ แดฑหฃแดพแดธแดผหขแดตแดผแดบ แดนแตแดฟแดฐแดฑแดฟ Hickoryburr is a long-legged and slender light gray tom. His muzzle and chest are a lighter gray, leaning to white. His pelt is short with darker gray flecks that form stripes along his legs, though these flecks add an ash-like look to him. His face triangular and his ears are rather large. Hickoryburr's eyes are golden.
Hickoryburr is shy and timid tom and for the most part, he is usually very sweet and understanding. However, don't be fooled by this tom's kindness, he will turn on you in a split second. He has confidence issues due to how he looks, and he tries to be friendly to remind himself that he good looking. Though the moment you mention something that he has an issue with, he will not hesitate to tell what's what and give you the silent treatment for however long he feels he needs too. He wants to be a good cat, but sometimes cats just push his buttons.
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38 moons โ
Tom โ
Warrior โ
Aphelyon Freckledusk is a large, long-furred gray tom with round yellow eyes and a darker face, ears, lower legs, and tail. His entire body is a bit mottled in color, with lighter and darker spots mixed in all over, though it's most noticable in the pale gray flecks on his legs that give him his name.
Freckledusk is a very quiet cat who rarely speaks to his Clanmates, or even interacts with them much at all besides patrols. This is mainly because he's very slow in everything he does: he talks slow, he walks slow, he eats slow, he thinks slow. He is easily overwhelmed by complex ideas or lots of information at once, and finds conversations with more than one or two cats at a time difficult and easily gets lost. He's a sweet, friendly cat with a lot of love to give and a lot of observations, but he finds it so difficult to articulate them- and cats get impatient with him so frequently- that he usually doesn't bother. While he's not that great for thinking or conversation, he's very, very patient, he's a good listener. Physically, he's very tough and great in one-on-one fights- he's exactly who you would want on your side if you were fighting something big like a fox or badger. Multiple quick opponents, though, like battles with lots of cats, easily confuse and overwhelm him.
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APPRENTICES โ
Spottedpaw
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10 moons โ
She-cat โ
Apprentice โ
๐๐๐ก๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฃ๐๐๐ Spottedpaw is a lithe typical bengal she-cat with a coat of sleek golden brown fur with dark brown markings and shining golden eyes. It is quite obvious this cat is not a typical Clan born cat, instead, she came to CrowClan after escaping from her Twoleg home and more or less begged them to let her be an apprentice. She doesn't ler her appearance define her, with strong legs for jumping and long claws perfect for digging into trees and climbing up them, more often that not you will find his eager apprentice hiding up some tall tree than down on the ground on all four paws.
No one can say that Spottedpaw isn't eager to learn everything she can. Though she often talks enough for five cats and can be a bit of a pawful, she is completely and utterly loyal to CrowClan after turning her back on her kittypet lifestyle and would do anything Stonestar asks of her. Her only objective is to become the best warrior she could possibly be and prove herself as a dedicated and skilled member of the Clan.
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12 moons โ
Tom โ
Apprentice โ
Aphelyon Cedarpaw is a fairly small, compact tom with very sleek, fiery red tabby fur and large, round yellow-green eyes. His round features generally make him look relatively unthreatening, as does his size, but don't let this fool you- he has strong muscles under his thick pelt, and is much heavier and sturdier than he looks. He is reasonably agile, but most of his natural talent lies in his brute strength, which also allows him to climb faster and jump higher than many of his Clanmates.
Cedarpaw has a very laid-back and charming personality- just the right blend of dutiful but humorous, friendly but not too friendly, obedient but just a little rebellious. He often seems almost too good to be true, and to a degree, that's because he is. He is relatively manipulative, able to put on a charming facade to endear others to him. In the end, though, he mostly only cares about himself and getting what he wants. He is rather ambitious, but very quietly so- he has his eye on someday becoming leader and is entirely confident in his ability to maneuver his way there someday, but he's not told anyone this. Gotta look humble, right?
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Willowpaw โ
12 moons โ
She-cat โ
Apprentice โ
Aphelyon Willowpaw is a slender black she-cat with large yellow eyes, a long tail and whiskers, and a white chest, belly, paws, hind legs, and tail-tip. Willowpaw is already nicked with scars, both from fights and from running haphazardly into danger and getting slightly wounded. In fact, it's pretty typical to see a little bit of blood on her pelt from where she ran through thorns or across sharp stones without caring.
Between her and her brother, Willowpaw is definitely the one that's considered the "problem child." Rambuncious, aloof, and disobedient, she's the one that's far more likely to talk back to older warriors or have to be told to put her claws away during training. She is loudly emotional, and most of that emotion is rage. She's surly and aloof and often at odds with the world, especially when her achievements are often overlooked because they weren't done the way she was told or were otherwise accomplished with a bad attitude. At this point, much of the Clan is somewhat soured to her and her temper, almost irredemably so; meanwhile, she is determined to make her Clanmates see her value without having to change her personality to be more pallatable.
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QUEENS โ
Daisystalk โ
62 moons โ
She-cat โ
Queen โ
WrymnTime Daisystalk is an attractive, short and fluffy cream cat with dull hunter brown paws and a calming personality. Most toms (around her age of course) had at least a minor romantic experience with the she-cat, often describing her large pale amber eyes as irresistible.
Personality wise Daisystalk is a gentle, kind and loyal member of Crowclan. Sheโs often the cat that stops big clan arguments and is known for helping confused warriors young and old with their love troubles. Despite her passive personality, Daisystalk has shown no interest in staying in the nursery full time, so when sheโs not caring for hers and Waspwings kits any longer she will happily continue to preform her daily warrior duties.
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Stormwing โ
54 moons โ
Female โ
Queen โ
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ Like her sister, Stormwing is dainty in appearance, although she's a bit taller than Featherwind. Stormwing's undercoat is a soft white, with the tips of her fur darkening to a stormy gray. She's also decorated with a tabby-like pattern, with nearly black stripes covering her form. Her eyes are a dark blue.
Stormwing is rather independent, just like her sister, but is a bit more meek in her nature. She's somewhat passive, often preferring to relent and acquiesce rather than argue or fight. Despite this, Stormwing is more than willing to do battle if necessary and will fight tooth and claw to protect her family and Clan. Stormwing is opinionated and is not afraid to voice her opinions if necessary.
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KITS โ
Cranekit โ
2 moons โ
Tom โ
Kit โ
โโะพฯ Cranekit takes after both of his parents, Daisystalk and Waspwing, in his appearance. His coat is a soft dove gray like his papa's, but he has elements of white like his mama. His legs, chest, belly, etc are all white and he has a blaze on his his forehead. His fur is still soft and downy because of his young age. He has light blue eyes. For his age, he's rather big, so there's hope that he'll one day be a strong warrior.
Cranekit is the sweetest little guy around. He loves to cuddle and he rarely gets into trouble. He is a big mama's boy and never wants to leave his mother's side. He likes to play with the other kits, but he's still small so he has yet to learn how to wrestle very well. He has a gentle disposition and loves to spend time with the elders and the medicine cats.
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๐๐๐ก๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฃ๐๐๐ A little smaller than his littermate Cranekit, Cloverkit is a blue-gray gray tom with darker gray light tabby markings. His underbelly and all four paws are a fluffy white and he had hints of white fur around his eyes and his muzzle. Meanwhile his eyes are a dark shade of blue and are always filled with mischief.
Though still young, Cloverkit seems to have a lot of energy and is usually found bouncing around the place and bothering every cat who will sit and listen to him. He's a ball of energy and is eager to get out and explore the world. He's also prone to trying to sneak out of the nursery while no one is looking, though he had never managed to make it very far before a warrior or apprentice has to drag him back to his mother for a telling off.
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Cherrykit โ
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โโะพฯ Cherrykit, probably to the chagrin of her mother (Stormwing), takes after her father (Pinehollow) mostly in appearance. She is predominantly honey-brown in color, though she is more striped than her father. Her stripes are a few shades darker than the rest of her pelt. She also has a paler underbelly and white detailing on her face. Her coat is on the shorter side. She is also very small for her age, making her look younger than she is. She has large ears and dark blue eyes.
Don't let her size fool you, Cherrykit is a feisty little thing. She's still learning that her claws are sharp, and she is prone to scratching. Like her father, she likes to talk and will sometimes go on and on completely unprompted. She loves to talk about her goals for when she is a warrior, including eventually becoming the leader of the clan.
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Flutterkit โ
4 moons โ
She-cat โ
Kit โ
Aphelyon Skinny, springy dark tortoiseshell she-cat with large pale green eyes, long limbs, and huge, poited ears. Her muzzle, chest, belly, and paws are white and she has an extra toe on one of her paws.
Flutterkit is a rembunctious and energetic little she-cat who's only two modes seem to be "stop" and "go." That being that she's either zooming uncontrollably around the camp (sometimes being awake and fidgeting at odd hours of the night) or she's asleep like the dead with little to no waking her. She does her best to be a good kit and listen to the older cats when they tell her to behave, but she just so often forgets what was just said- she's the sort to ask a question and then be onto the next subject before she even hears the answer, and may have already forgotten she asked the question. She's got quite the imagination, and rather grandiose plans for what she thinks life will be like once she leaves the nursery. Flutterkit is the only surviving kit from a litter that was born right after (?) CrowClan was driven out of their old forest, and she doesn't really remember much of her mother or littermates who died. She tries not to think too much about them. (open to parents; maybe her mom abandoned her after her littermates died? otherwise, maybe only her father is still alive)
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Cindershadow
144 moons โ
She-cat โ
Elder โ
Aphelyon Cindershadow is a large dilute tortoiseshell she-cat with a predominantly gray pelt with cream patches, a white muzzle, chest, belly, and paws, and narrowed yellow eyes. She is a massive she-cat by any standard, with thick limbs and large paws, and her long pelt only makes her look that much bulkier. She was quite the intimidating warrior when she was younger, though now her failing eyesight and the way her legs shake a bit when she walks do something to temper that a bit.
Cindershadow's fierceness isn't limited to just her appearance; she's known to quite a spitfire in personality too, even into her old age. Despite her body growing frailer, she's the sort of cat to insist that she can still do everything just fine herself (while also snapping at the apprentices for not bringing her bedding quick enough). Still, she's a wise old cat with good advice and good insight, and she's not afraid to tell unpleasant truths, though she knows there are times it's better to keep one's sour thoughts to herself. And despite all her criticisms, she's always willing to turn them into a lesson... if other cats are willing to wait around long enough for her to get to the point. It's a bit of a wonder she made it from the old territory, but then, some cats say that it's probably just that StarClan was too afraid to try and fetch her... (open to having had some kits if anyone wants her to be their mom lol)
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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 8, 2020 18:34:20 GMT -5
witty โข intrepid โข adaptable โข sarcastic โข confrontational โข proud
Once checking to be sure no one else has claimed your desired rank, you are welcome to join. Please try to keep the genders balanced as well as the pelt colors and body types. Sometimes we can end up with like five gray tabby toms or something, which is fine but just be aware of it. Also be sure you've read through everything on the front page before you fill out your form!
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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 8, 2020 18:35:32 GMT -5
witty โข intrepid โข adaptable โข sarcastic โข confrontational โข proud
Relationships โ
Blacktalon and Foxstride are littermates. โ
Waspwing and Fetherwind are littermates. โ
Daisystalk and Waspwing are mates and the parents to Cranekit โ
Stormwing and Pinehollow are mates (sometimes) and parents to Cherrykit
Plots 1. Crowclan is settling into their new territory, but there's a problem: The clan above them, Ghostclan, won't tolerate any hunting close to their borders. Crowclan finds this unfair because the hunting is best closer to the old burn sites, not in the dusty old forest.
2. TBD Links1. Ghostclan 2. The Border
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ngl really wishin I was a dragon tha feasts on mortals righ now
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Post by WyrmTime on Apr 9, 2020 4:31:22 GMT -5
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39 moons โ
She-cat โ
Senior warrior โ
WrymnTime Ravenstrike looks like she was designed for fighting. Her black coat blends into the shadows with ease and its fluffy tendencies hides her massive bulk. Her slight shortness gives her opponent a apprentice or prey feel before battle lowering their defences and her unforgiving large amber eyes gives her opponent one last scare before they go up to join Starclan.
Personality wise Ravenstrike is hit or miss. She is commanding, confident and good at deflating tension between cats when needs be. She believes that Crowclan can be great, if only Stonestar would listen to her. She knows sheโs at a disadvantage, only joining the clan around when they moved to their new territory, but that doesnโt make her suggestions any less reasonable. Most cats tend to have a respect for Ravenstrike for being so dedicated to the Clan, some even saying she would of made a better deputy than Blacktalon, but otherโs despise her, saying she's to ambitious for her own good. Either way Ravenstrike doesnโt mind, to her friendships come second to the needs of the clan. [Hiya, heres my new daughter.]
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on Apr 9, 2020 6:58:12 GMT -5
Dustcreek
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Warrior โ
๐๐๐ก๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฃ๐๐๐ A large medium furred tom with long whiskers, Dustcreek is a mix of both pale gray and white fur slpashed all around his coat in large blocks of colour. All four of his paws have white socks and seem incredibly fluffy and make it seem as though he has large paws. Dustcreek rather hates trekking through mud as he always come back with very muddy paws from it all getting stuck to his fur. Meanwhile, this tom's eyes are a dark yellow.
You could say that Dustcreek is neither a bad cat, nor a good one. He's just somewhere in the middle, always preferring to do his own thing instead of fussing over what everyone else is worried about. He's a pretty chill cat, often found lazing around the place just taking in the sights instead of doing something producative. He was a right pain to train, but he somehow did manage to pull through his apprenticeship, though he was quite sure his mentor was sick and tired of him by the end of it. But if there is one thing you can be certain of, this cat is a surprisingly good fighter and always seems to have some annoying quip at the ready no matter the situation.
Spottedpaw
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Apprentice โ
๐๐๐ก๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฃ๐๐๐ Spottedpaw is a lithe typical bengal she-cat with a coat of sleek golden brown fur with dark brown markings and shining golden eyes. It is quite obvious this cat is not a typical Clan born cat, instead, she came to CrowClan after escaping from her Twoleg home and more or less begged them to let her be an apprentice. She doesn't ler her appearance define her, with strong legs for jumping and long claws perfect for digging into trees and climbing up them, more often that not you will find his eager apprentice hiding up some tall tree than down on the ground on all four paws.
No one can say that Spottedpaw isn't eager to learn everything she can. Though she often talks enough for five cats and can be a bit of a pawful, she is completely and utterly loyal to CrowClan after turning her back on her kittypet lifestyle and would do anything Stonestar asks of her. Her only objective is to become the best warrior she could possibly be and prove herself as a dedicated and skilled member of the Clan.
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on Apr 9, 2020 11:49:34 GMT -5
(I was thinking about how we would go about the confrontation. Maybe we could make a separate page in the sub-forum for the border so we could post as cats from both Clans in one place there? Otherwise, I don't know how we would go about doing it, really.)
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on Apr 9, 2020 11:59:32 GMT -5
(I think just jumping from thread to thread could get confusing. It would be a better idea just to confine the border to one separate thread.)
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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 9, 2020 12:11:10 GMT -5
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There we go. I'll add this link to both of the front pages. I think we can start rping here, so we can get their lead-up to the decision to cross the border.
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on Apr 9, 2020 12:24:58 GMT -5
(here is a couple of starters. And yeah I don't have a preference for mentors or anything so go for it. And honestly, I don't mind who goes on the patrol. Just going with the flow xD)
Stonestar ~
He had slinked out from the darkness of his den when the sun was barely poking above the horizon. His clan was asleep, Stonestar silent as he moved further inot their new camp, yellow eyes glinting in the early morning sun as he moved. Each step was puroseful, silent and then, with one powerful leap, the leader jumped up to the rocks above his den. And there he had been sat for some time now, not moving, barely blinking as he watched the rising sun move further into the sky above their head and spreading more light across the camp. They were new to this area, everything was strange to them. Even their own territory was a stranger, especially further up, closer to that other Clan. He, of course, had secented their markers when went with a band of cats to explore when they had first arrived on this land, but he was going to choose to ignore them.
The very tip of his tail was the only thing that was moving as he sat like a statue, slowly blinking his eyes as the first waking cats stared to poke their heads from their dens. He would wait just awhile longer, until more were wake, and then would begin the first step in expanding. They needed more land, they needed to push back that other Clan and cross over their borders to see what secrets they might be hiding further into the newer forest.
Spottedpaw ~
The young apprentice could hardly sleep these days, everything was just so exciting! Though they had a long walk from their previous territory, they had finally found a new home and Spottedpaw wanted to know everything about it. Every waking moment she was begging to get out of camp, to hunt, to explore, even to go on a boring old patrol. With a twitch of her ears, Spottedpaw slowly opened her eyes, uncurling herself from under her tail as she eagerly rose up to her paws, almost shaking the sleep away as she arched her back into a stretch. Already she could see the sun coming from the entrance, meaning that she had already slept in too long for her own liking. Now it was time to wake up and to get to work.
Wiggling her way out from the apprentice den, golden eyes shining as she looked around camp for some interesting activity. Stonestar was doing his usual thing of sitting above his den just watching things. Spottedpaw was slightly creeped out by the gnarly looking tom, but no doubt he was a really great warrior. He must be to have all those cool scars littering his pelt. But for now, the spotted she-cat turned her attention away from their leader, bouncing slightly on her paws as she looked around camp. Most cats were still asleep, which was pretty lame. She wanted excitment and she wanted it now.
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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 9, 2020 12:59:37 GMT -5
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It is always a strange sensation waking up in a new place. When Pinehollow opened his eyes, the first thing he felt was a jolt of surprise. The light was different, it flooded in through the webbed twigs overhead, casting spidery shadows over the sleeping warriors around him. The shock quickly left him, however, as he remembered that this was their new home. The light was different because they slept not in an old rabbit warren, but under a fallen evergreen tree. The scents on the air were that of drying sap and leaves, not of open fields and tall grasses.
He stood up gingerly, bending his head so as not to hit it on one of the overhanging branches. Most of the others were still asleep, which meant that it was early. He was normally a late riser, but he felt too unsettled to go back to his nest.
Outside the den, morning light was visible over the treetops. Their new camp was enclosed in a thick cover of tall oaks, dark pines, and bramble bushes. He knew that one day it would feel more secure than their old camp ever had. That being said, he still felt a slight twinge of unease when gazing into the silhouettes of so many trees. Though it was easier to hide in the woods, it was also easier to be stalked, and he didn't like it. He missed the open fields, where he could see any living thing within miles. Oh well, he thought to himself, better than getting whisked away by smelly two-legs.
"Morning, Stonestar," he greeted. The leader was one of the few other cats awake. Pinehollow tipped his head to the other tom, and padded over to keep him company. "Ready to do some more exploring today?" he asked, suppressing a yawn.
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