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Post by Fuzzymask on Apr 28, 2020 10:15:52 GMT -5
(At the moment I'm stuck in a laundromat for the next hour or so, so let's rp a clan!)
(Feel free just to jump in at any time if anyone has any plot ideas send me a message! )
Hawthornclan is a rather small clan that sits nestled in a valley. Huge mountains flank the clans valley, this as made it hard for other cats to find and disturb Hawthornclan. The valley is mostly bare but a couple scraggly hawthorn trees grow here and there. Rabbits and birds are abundant here. Hawks and other birds of prey are the clans only predators.
Leader: Swanstar- A elderly snowy white tom with dull amber eyes. Once a great and powerful warrior but age has taken its toll on him.
Deputy- None at the moment
Medicine cat- Siltfoot- A bulky and large dark gray tom with one slightly darker paw. Bright amber eyes. He was once a warrior but he broke his right paw while falling out of a tree. His paw became useless and he couldn't fight any longer so he became a medicine cat.
Medicine cat Apprentice- None at the moment
Warriors- Voleheart- A small and very scruffy looking brown tabby tom with large dull amber eyes. Voleheart is a very jumpy tom with a stutter. But all in all a great warrior.
Cloudleap- A medium sized she-cat with long silky white fur with patches of ginger. Gray eyes. Cloudleap is an very kind and loving she-cat. She is also the daughter of Swanstar.
Apprentices- Redpaw- A very bulky and large tom with short ginger fur and sharp green eyes. Redpaw is very hard headed and can be rude.
Queens and kits- None at the moment
Elders- Fluffyfur- A small and boney she-cat with thick white fur and dull blue eyes. Most of the time she is cranky but she loves to tell stories.
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Post by Fuzzymask on Apr 28, 2020 10:39:20 GMT -5
Swanstar woke suddenly, his head shooting up from his nest and his dull amber eyes darted around his small bramble and moss den. After a second of panic the old leader came his his senses. He sighed softly and pulled himself to his paws. He hated nightmares. He quickly groomed his chest fur and padded out of his den. A thin mist had settled in the camp but soon enough the rising sun would burn it off. Swanstar sat down just out side his den and watched as the clan awoke.
Siltfoot limped out of his den and stretched. He loved waking up early as the clan was quiet and the kits were not up bugging him. He chuckled softly and began to groom his fur. He had a long day ahead of him.
Cloudleap slept curled up in her nest, her aides rising and falling like waves of the ocean.
Voleheart sat guard that night, the nervous tom's whiskers twitched as he scanned the rolling valley before him. Voleheart glanced over his shoulder to the camps entrance. He could hear cats waking up and heading off on patrol.
Redpaw snored loudly as he slept.
Fluffyfur grumbled loudly in her sleep, her long twisted whiskers twitched frantically.
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Lilyheart
I think I am waaaaaaaaaay too interested in these cats.
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Post by Lilyheart on Apr 28, 2020 13:48:04 GMT -5
What about: A strange cat was scrabbling through the valley.
"WHY do my pads hurt? I wish I could find some dock leaves..." she groaned with a slight accent. She spotted Voleheart and, despite her supposedly hurting pads, ran over to him.
"I didn't know there were cats living around here! You look like you are sitting on watch like we do back home! Are there other cats around here? PLEASE tell me if there are other cats!" The unknown she-cat bombarded Voleheart with questions. Voleheart, looking more nervous than usual, quickly called for his Clan.
"HawthornClan!" The whole Clan came rushing out, looking at the she-cat, who seemed very pleased.
"Who are you?" asked Swanstar, "My name is Swanstar. What's yours? Why are you here?" The she-cat seemed even more pleased at this.
"My name is Lilyheart," Lilyheart explained. "And I come from ThunderClan."
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