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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 9:33:05 GMT -5
Venomclan:- The Cunning and Strong
Introduction: A large, russet furred tom looks at you, he smiles calmly and speaks, "Hello, I am Cardinalstar and I am the leader of this clan. Whether you were born here, or were an outsider accepted into the clan I welcome you to Venomclan! We are strong cats made of harder stuff than most, we have to be to survive out in the unforgiving wild." His gaze rakes across the open camp before you both, many other cats walking by and sharing tongues while you two sit by the camp entrance. "You're apart of us now, your heart beats with ours. Now go, go and create a legacy for yourself my friend!" He turns and leaves, leaving you there to consider your next steps into the clan.
Territory: Venomclan makes its home in a vast and dense pine forest which includes two lakes, a river system, a mountain range, rolling hills(where the VC camp is located), and other locations. The temperature here is usually humid during green leaf, then much cooler in leaf fall and leaf bare. Due to the humidity and bodies of water, many reptiles and amphibians make this area their home, most notably venomous snakes! But the clan has its own little trick to dealing with these slithery enemies...
1. The Camp- Atop of a hill is the clan's camp, open and clear of trees makes the area one of the sunniest places in the whole territory! You can see much of the territory from that height, but it does leave the clan an easy target to flying birds of prey such as hawks or the rarely seen eagle. The camp is surrounded with brambles and thorns to protect against land predators. All dens are made of fallen logs, bushes, sticks and leaves, and rock formations.
2.Training Field- A sandy patch of clearing below the hills, warriors and their apprentices travel here to train and practice battle moves. The softer ground makes it safer for apprentices to be pinned or thrown to the ground during practice.
3. Fang Rocks- A rock formation east of the Training Field, known very well as a breeding and hatching area for snakes. While the baby snakes are easy to catch, their poisons can be deadly... and their parents won't be too happy about you in their homes either!
4. Sweetberry Grove- Named after the clan's first medicine cat is a big open clearing filled with blue berry bushes, this used to be the medicine cat's area for growing and harvesting herbs and flower for healing but the garden was later moved elsewhere closer to camp. Now the grove is a nice place for sunning and hunting the berry feasting critters of the forest. Just watch out for the occasional bear. (Southeast of Camp)
5. Abandoned Two-leg den AND Medicine cat garden- An old, slowly falling to pieces two-leg den that has been left to ruin for many seasons. On its territory is the garden used to grow medicine and other useful flowers or herbs. The soil here seems very promising and plants seem to have no problem growing here. (North of Camp)
6. Lily-pad Lake- A lake between the hills that is fed by the big river in the territory, its a common fishing spot for the clan, but not those who are afraid to get their paws dirty. Average and small fish can be found here. Many lily-pads can be seen scattered across the shore in the water.(Next to Camp)
7. The Great Willow- An ancient willow tree that at this point seems to be dead and rotted, in its prime it was said to be one of the most beautiful trees in the territory. Its roots are raised making it a decent place to make a den, but beware the owls that make this tree their home.(Southwest of camp)
8. Winding Streams- Fed by the big river, this cluster of streams travels south of the territory. Its a nice tranquil area, nice place for apprentices and warrior to practice fishing without getting mud caked into their fur. (Southwest of camp)
9. Mountain River- A passage between the mountains, a big river passes through here and travels through the territory. The water is fresh and clean, good for drinking. It cuts right between the two major mountains, and it comes from Misty Lake. (West of camp)
10. Kin Mountains- Two mountains located far west of the camp, stories say that the clan originally came from the mountains but were forced out by some monster. But that was a very, very long time ago. (West of camp)
11. Glittering Cave- A cave in the smaller of the Kin Mountains, the leader and medicine cats take the long journey here to speak with Starclan. The inside is pitch black, but the walls of the cave shine like stars from the small gems and crystals in the cave. The main point of attention is the large cluster of quartz in the back of the cave, this is where the leaders and medicine cats will rest and speak to Starclan. (West of camp)
12. Misty Lake- A giant lake in the far west of the territory, not much can be seen of the lake due to the all the mist and fog around it. The lake is mysterious and no one has been near it since the ancient times.(Northwest of camp)
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 10:03:20 GMT -5
RP Rules:
Forum Rules: Please follow all forum rules, if you're new and mess up a little that's okay. But to break rules knowing full well something is against the rules will not be tolerated.
Activity: The world is a crazy place, things come up and people get busy, its understandable. So that being said I'd still like to see people on at least maybe once or twice a week, especially if you have an important character. If you need to be away for a while please message me to let me know so I don't delete your character.
Characters: You can have as many characters as you'd like but please make sure to keep up with them. Try to keep genders even, and yes we welcome all cats of any sexual orientation! Please do not make perfect characters, or characters completely flawed and useless.
Literacy: Use correct spell and grammar, don't worry too much about mistakes so long as the post is still understandable. As for what I expect, I would like to see somewhere from 4 to 6 sentences please.
Joining: We can't have a clan full of only toms, or overrun with kits and apprentices so keep that in mind when making your characters. Password is snake. Try to keep the genders even, and maybe one apprentice for every two or three warriors when joining.
Bloodlines: If you want your character(s) to be related to another person's character(s) feel free to ask for permission. Its a clan so some cats must be related, right?! But don't feel pressured to make every cat related to someone.
Drama: Everyone loves a dramatic rp, its part of the fun! But don't go crazy and do something that will effect the whole clan. Want a forbidden relationship, go for it! Want to kill off that old character your don't use anymore or just for plot reasons, go ahead! Just don't set the forest on fire or flood the place without talking to me about it first.
Joining Form: Name-Description(Include looks, personality, history, kin if any)-Desired Rank-Age-Other
*When joining be sure to check out the Allegiance page and the Relationship list to see if any characters need kin or if you think one of your characters would make an appropriate fit into a character's bloodline. Thank you!
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 10:18:35 GMT -5
-Venomclan Allegiance-
Leader: Cardinalstar- Large, russet furred tom with long fur. He has dark tabby markings around his face and forehead as well as a streak of dark russet fur going down his back. His chin and a little bit of his muzzle is white from getting older, his whiskers are long and solid white. His eyes are a light green color with a little orange tint to them near the edges. Build solid as a rock, Cardinalstar, once known as Cardinalstripe, was a fierce and loyal warrior who was made deputy shortly after mentoring his first apprentice at just twenty nine moons old. This made the tom arrogant and full of himself, which made many of his senior clanmates irritated with him. As he got older, and learned the harsh life of not just a warrior but as a deputy to be humble and fair. Today he is a just but stern leader, expecting much from himself and his clan. Sometimes his old arrogance shines through, making him short-sighted and reckless. 87 moons, 7/9 lives remain. (Applescent)
Deputy: Stormfang- A soft dove gray coat covers strong muscle from a life of providing for his clan. Dark gray lynx point markings lie on his muzzle, legs, paws, and tail. There are even some light dashed stripes across his shoulders and back, running down his flanks. One pure white spot rests on his chin and accent his deep blue eyes. His top fangs are longer than normal and stick out into his lip slightly. Stormfang is a take charge kind of cat. He's straight-forward and honest, something that both aids and hinders him. He wont sugar-coat things just to save anyone's feelings. His blunt approach is not appreciated by everyone and he can come off as rude or insensitive. Stormfang is a confident tom who knows how to thrive in chaos and remain calm and collected. The clan needs him to be the deputy, in control and alert so he tries to give them that every day. However, Stormfang is only feline. He's dedicated to his job, but even he gets stressed out which results in him losing endless hours of sleep. He's often the last one to sleep and even when he settles into his nest, his mind is running a mile a minute. This often leads him to having odd days where he seems distracted and more tired than usual. Still, he's the type to push on through. His mother was Greywing, who died moons ago from green-cough. He wasn't very close to his mother, but deeply loves his litter-mates. Sister is Crowsong. 34 moon. ( little blu ♥)
Medicine cat: Foxleaf - large, ginger tabby she-cat with white markings on her face, chest, belly, and paws. On her white muzzle, her lower lip has a hint of ginger fur, and a ginger spot just beside her nose. Her feathery tail is active, constantly revealing her true feelings with a flick or a twitch; a similar sentiment goes for her long whiskers. Her head is rounded with pointed ears, small tufts of fur jumping out from each ear. The she-cat's eyes are a pale green, occasionally shifting to light hazel or a deeper green depending on the lighting. Foxleaf has one of those personalities that are confusing and difficult to fully pin down. She’s an introvert that has strong extroverted tendencies; sometimes she’s loud and sometimes she’s quiet; sometimes she’s so trusting she’s gullible and sometimes she’s so suspicious she can’t move forward. Her environment dictates how she behaves. She takes in energy from those around her and it impacts her own behavior; if she feels surrounded by positivity and excitement, she’ll be able to share it -- but the same goes for sadness and anger. She is devoted and affectionate to those that are close to her, and is ready to welcome new friendships and connections wherever they can be found. She finds beauty in the world and those around, occasionally coming off as flirtatious, but intended more as a universal beauty. Unfortunately, however, this can cause her to find good where it should not be found, allowing the she-cat to trust in those that have not earned it. Foxleaf's malleable personality is one that developed throughout her life, giving her the skills to adapt to situations quickly when necessary. She’s ready to step up, or step back, whenever it is needed; whether that's good or bad is to be determined. Foxleaf wasn't intended to be a medicine cat upon her birth, rather being intended as a fierce warrior, as her name entails. When her and her brother were born, they were named to be powerful, Foxkit and Lionkit. Foxkit, to her parents' dismay, showed no affection for leaving the nursery or pretending to be a warrior in kit battles. No, when she was younger, the molly would much rather spend her time in the medicine cat's den, surrounded by the intoxicating scents of herbs. This led to her becoming the medicine cat apprentice when her brother was made a warrior's apprentice, sealing the kits' fate. 35 moon. (Honeystrike)
Med. cat apprentice:(Reserved)
Warriors:
Spruceshadow- Big brown tabby tom with a round head and broad shoulders. His tabby stripes are dark brown, almost back in color. His fur is medium length and slightly ragged, his big body covered with scars from past recklessness and fights. His eyes are round and are amber. Despite all his scars and intimidating outward appearance, Spruceshadow is playful and funny tom, a friend to almost any cat he meets and will to lend a helping paw to this clanmates. He is however very short-sighted and will rush into the heat of things without thinking it through first, this often lands him in trouble or in danger. 54 moons. (Applescent)
Frostfang- Frostfang has semi long, silver-grey and white fur with black tabby stripes. He has a somewhat muscular build and has a few scars underneath his fur. Frostfang has hazel colored eyes and a pink nose. Frostfang is a loyal and kind tom. He is protective of his loved ones and will not hesitate to defend them. He has a soft spot for kits and hopes to have some of his own some day. He can be a little sensitive and takes things rather personally. Despite his kind nature, he is a strong fighter and will fight dirty if the situation calls for it. He can be pretty mean but after a while, he will feel guilty about it. He is pretty lonely but does a good job of hiding it. Frostfang was born and raised in the clan. He never really had a good relationship which his father and most of his apprenticeship trying to impress him. However, soon realized that no matter what his father wouldn't care and that was okay. This is one of the reasons he would love to have kits of his own. However, as the moons go by he is starting to be doubtful. 47 moons. (Hawkeyes258)
Weaselsight - A pale, lanky brown tom with a long tail tipped with a whitish-gold color, of which his chest and underbelly also share. He has a singular green eye, the other of which is missing due to former abuse from his two-leg owners, who are also responsible for a torn ear, a permanently broken front leg, and a few patches of missing fur along his body. He's a very jumpy cat, and he always seems on high alert, looking around as if he thinks something's going to jump out at him. He's sensitive and shy, and is rather reclusive, yet when actually talked to, he's one of the friendliest, sweetest cats you'll get to know. Other than that, he's rather afraid of clan life, and really only joined VenomClan because he didn't have anywhere else to go. He's considering asking Foxleaf if he could become her apprentice, yet he seems to be holding back, as if he doesn't want to bother her by asking. 36 moons. (Solar)
Lionhowl - this warrior came by his name earnestly, having traits of a lion and an inability to keep his mouth shut. His name was also given for his blazing ginger pelt, one that grew to be more spotted with white as he got older. Ginger covers his back and the top of his head, stretching down to his muzzle, bottom jaw, and a spot on the side that is similar to Foxleaf's. His eyes are a deep, piercing amber; the gaze within them fear-instilling if he has a reason to be upset. Nonetheless, his namesake carries true because he is filled with pride and loyalty, sometimes his pride accidentally hindering his loyalty. He loves being the center of attention, the question being how far he’ll go to get that attention, and whether or not the attention is for doing something good. Even so, he finds pleasure in spending time in the elder’s den caring for and talking to the elders. He enjoys taking care of them, but there is a small bit of enjoyment from the compliments he tends to get about his size and fur from the older cats. Lionhowl isn’t the best at improving the morale of those around him, his inspirational speeches tend to be more about himself, than anything, really. Even so, he is an intuitive cat, and is able to tell the feelings of those around him, and can hear when he’s not wanted, loud and clear. Lionhowl is from the same litter as Foxleaf, but following apprenticeship to become a strong warrior. 35 moons (Honeystrike)
Crowsong- Like her name implies, Crowsong is a pitch black she-cat from the tips of her ears to the very tip of her tail. There isn't even a speck of other color to be seen on her, aside from her shockingly bright white whiskers. Even her nose and paw pads are a blackish gray. Her face is angular and sharp, leading to a pointed muzzle and accenting the bright yellow eyes she has. She has a tall, skinny frame and a sleek coat that hides the lithe muscle that comes from moons of training to be the best huntress and tracker she can be. Crowsong from birth was the only purely black furred kitten in her litter, making her a disgrace to her petite gray furred mother. She looked exactly like her father and as she grew, only became more and more like him in her mother's eyes. This discord between her mother and herself pushed Crowsong to be independent at a young age. Relying on others, even her clan-mates, has never been easy on her and she would rather do things on her own most of the time. This can cause her to keep important issues, personal or otherwise, locked up inside. Her lanky form makes it difficult for her to be an effective fighter. Crowsong despite being appearing closed off, she is rather intelligent and good at thinking on her paws. She loves her clan and her clan-mates, she just also values her personal space and isn't really the best with expressing herself. Brother is Stormfang. 34 moon.( little blu ♥)
Smokefeather- Black tom with a white dash on his chest, a billowy tail, and pale yellow eyes. He was a chipper, energetic cat with energy for days in his apprenticehood, determined to be a worthy warrior of his clan and having dreams of becoming warrior one day. After his mother and brother, Fallenashes and Coonpaw, were exiled, however, Smokefeather became paranoid and defensive. How many of those stares he was getting were from cats waiting for him to end up just like his family? Was he destined to end up like them? How much longer did he have with his clan? His paranoia has turned him cold, and he snaps at cats who try to get too close. He does this out of a desire to keep both his clan- and himself- safe, but it's not obvious unless you really know him. There's a part of him that wonders if he should just leave the clan and follow in Coonpaw's pawsteps; but he couldn't promise that he wouldn't harm him for his part in ruining his life. 28 moon. (ғεαтнεяsтσям)
Hollystone - Hollystone has long haired black fur that appears brown in direct sunlight. She has bright yellow eyes and has a small nick on her left ear. Hollystone is a independent and logical cat. She is not the type to mess around, and takes the warrior code pretty seriously. She is pretty stubborn and takes a lot to actually change her mind about something. Hollystone is wary of outsiders and overall has some trust issues. She is a little bit of a perfectionist and tries to always keep her fur neat and clean. She is a observant cat and picks up things that most overlook. Hollystone has trouble asking for help. She is a skilled hunting and is always looking for ways to improve herself. 27 moons. (Hawkeyes258)
Thistlebloom- Small diluted calico she-cat with long fur and a wispy tail. Her fur is soft and is usually sticks out in spiky angles. She has small tufts of fur on the tips of her ears, and long white whiskers. Her eyes are mint green and fit nicely on her petite face. Very outspoken, Thistlebloom isn't afraid to say what she's thinking. She's also short tempered and stubborn, having short outbursts over even small situations such as a miscommunication. While she can be a hard cat to get along with, she is a loyal clan cat and will do anything to protect her clan. 25 moons. (Applescent)
Snowheart- A fluffy, pure white she-cat. A dense or thick coat giving her already puffy body an even bigger look, making her almost look like a queen. She has a long plume of a tail, easily able to wrap around herself despite her size. Her eyes are a honey-yellow color, dainty like her light pink nose. One of the sweetest cats in the clan, Snowheart views the whole clan as her family and loves pretty much everyone. She's very soft and sensitive, and was bullied as an apprentice by her own mentor for being unwilling to fight her fellow apprentices. But she holds no grudges and easily forgives others, but she knows not every cat deserves forgiveness. Rather than killing with claws or fangs, she follows the motto of killing with kindness. She dreams of have a mate and many litters of kits to raise and look after. 25 moons. (Applescent)
Pinetuft - He is a large, muscular cat though it's hard to tell under all that fur. Pinetuft has a dark brown tabby pelt with nearly black stripes. He has tufted ears, a fluffy tail, and thick paws. Deep scars mar his shoulders, chest, flanks, and stomach. His left ear is nearly shredded and a scar over his right eye has nearly rendered it sightless. His left eye is a vibrant amber but the other has unfortunately faded and dulled due to the damage it has taken. As rugged as he appears, Pinetuft is a loyal and dedicated warrior. He is young, many say too young to be so battle scarred, but his past isn't something he goes into detail about. His pain tolerance is rather high, he doesn't complain about much and is more willing to take care of others than himself. He has these walls that he's built around himself that he's careful he doesn't let anyone too close. Pinetuft has a temper on him, that he barely keeps leashed at times. After knowing true loss at such a young age, he tends to be over-protective of those who manage to get close to him. He wasn't born inside the clan, he came to them as a rogue beaten and near death. They healed him and took him in but no one has been able to get his past out of him. 25 moons. ( little blu ♥)
Nettleskip- Sandy tabby she-cat with white paws, a white muzzle and belly, and amber eyes. She's a very bouncy cat who keeps a smile on her face practically at all times. She's also smart as a whip and more than happy to share her knowledge with whoever is willing (or unwilling) to listen if she feels that they need a little know-how. She also has very limited patience for cats that she doesn't deem smart, making her a little snippy with the apprentices sometimes. This makes her come off as rather annoying, but her energy can be charming nonetheless. She loves hunting, preferring it over fighting, and can usually be found hunting when camp gets a little stuffy. She also loves to chat in general, be it casual conversation, intellectual debate, or some good ol' gossip- even if said conversation isn't necessarily with her own clanmates. She means well, but her tongue can be swifter than her brain, and her brain is very swift. 20 moons. (ғεαтнεяsтσям)
Frostleaf- A white she cat with very light grey stripes on her pelt. Her eyes are a deep blue. Frostleaf is a strong fighter who can hold her own in battle. To prove it, she has two scars on her right back leg from a skirmish with a rogue while hunting. Despite her ferocity in battle, Frostleaf is a gentle soul who makes sure that her clanmates are taken care of. 20 moons (Thunderheart57)
Plumwhisker- Plumwhisker is a young she-cat with everything to prove. A plump tortoiseshell she-cat with light amber eyes, she isn't known for her agility - far from it. During her apprenticeship she feared that her difficulty learning to hunt and fight would make her unable to be a warrior, and although she's now competent at both, her insecurities linger. For this reason, Plumwhisker puts in more than her fair share of effort into her duties in an attempt to prove herself worthy. She's always willing to lend a helping hand, and although she holds herself a little apart from her Clanmates she's a friendly face around camp. One day, though, Plumwhisker wants to distinguish herself through more than just dedication. 18 moons. (~Sapphire~)
Apprentices:
Bramblepaw- A golden brown tabby she-cat with slightly darker tabby stripes and marking. She is thin with long limbs, making her agile and a quick runner. Despite her thin appearance she has a round face with matching round, amber eyes. Her whiskers start off black at the base but turn white as they grow out. Bramblepaw is a very eager and spunky she-cat, her curiosity sparks easily and she wants to learn and know everything. She a quick study too, learns new moves and techniques easily. Her focus is impressive, but its hard to get her to focus on one thing at a time. Often called a scatter-brain, she'll jump from one subject to another to avoid being bored of something. Her and her siblings were found abandoned in the forest as kits, were brought back to the clan and raised there. She's grateful and loves being a clan cat, but she does often wonder what happened to her blood parents. 9 moons.(Applescent)
Thornpaw - A lean, agile tom with a dark honey golden coat with dark brown tabby markings. He has a flash of white on his chest and his front toes are dipped in the same fresh color, as is the tip of his tail. He has a pair of light amber eyes with green flecks around his pupil. There are many who might consider him handsome, and he is one of them. Thornpaw has all the arrogance of a young cat who excels at most things he does. He has this adaptability that allows him to take on new challenges and practice and train until he is successful. He isn't the type who gives up easily, often staying up late practicing new moves until he deems them perfect or even skipping meals. His dedication to becoming a warrior is both admirable and worrisome, as it often leads to him pushing himself beyond his own limits and jumping into foolish situations. Thornpaw may be arrogant, but he goes about it in a friendly way while socializing. Unless there is a competition involved, because he is competitive and can be harsh, all in good fun - not that it always comes off that way. Apologizing is almost foreign to him and even when he knows he's made a mistake, it's hard for him to admit it. Thornpaw is definitely his harshest critic. At the end of the day, he is thankful to his clan for taking him and his litter-mates in and just wants to be the best warrior he can be. He was found in the forest with his siblings, abandoned by their birth parents. Luckily VenomClan took them in and gave them a home. Sister is Bramblepaw. 9 moons. ( little blu ♥)
Oleanderpaw - A somewhat undersized apprentice with a long, soft, dark russet pelt. She's decorated with black speckles along her back, and black freckle-like markings on her face, with contrasting white ear tips and paws, a white diamond on her chest, and amber eyes to top it off. Young and foolish, Oleanderpaw sports an arrogant and rude personality, and tends to talk about warriors or other cats she dislikes behind their backs. She's a fan of pranks, and is oblivious to the fact that while some are funny, others hurt cats. She'll try to push the blame onto whoever she wants, even if they're her friend, and her overall disrespect and disdain of other cats has led her to be majorly disliked by cats who don't share her type of personality. Despite this, she's not immune to perhaps maturing as she grows older, but it seems she has a way to go until she does that, if ever. 8 moons. (Solar)
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Elders:
Batflight- A long time ago, Batflight was a loner, but she's lived in VenomClan for most of her adult life and sees herself as a Clan cat. A wiry, dark brown tabby she-cat with bright green eyes, she resembles her namesake in being remarkably light on her paws, even now that her joints have stiffened up. She bears many scars from her career as a warrior, including a partially shredded ear, and the fur around her muzzle has long since contained more grey furs than brown. In her youth, she was an accomplished night hunter, but now she prefers to spend most of her time in camp - it gives her more opportunities to poke her nose into everyone else's business. Batflight is incorrigibly nosy and has more opinions on how things should be run than you've eaten meals. However, her long memory and willingness to talk make her a useful source of Clan history if you don't mind a few strong-minded opinions thrown in. 120 moons. (~Sapphire~)
Rogues/Loners:
Coonpaw- A lithe white tom with black splotches across his body, and three large 'ring' like markings around his tail like a raccoon. He had a black patch over his right eyes, and a black nose. His eyes are pale yellow and narrow-shaped. He is tattered with scars across his body as well as rips and cuts in his ears. Generally he just looks very scraggly. Coonpaw, despite his name, is a rouge. He left the clan as an apprentice a long time ago when his mother was exiled for attacking and taking one of Cardinalstar's lives. Always a 'mama's boy', he left soon after her and joined her in living outside the comforts of clan life, away from his friends and other kin. When his mother passed he tried to rejoin Venomclan, but was chased out by Cardinalstar. 28 moons. (Applescent)
Lila- Even for her age, Lila is on the smaller side. She's not very dainty though, instead being stumpy and a little broad. Her fur is a pale ginger with darker spotted tabby markings across her forehead, neck, back and flanks. Her legs fade to a light cream around her paws and muzzle, but her tail and ear tips are a darker ginger. Her eyes are a light blue, with hints of green. She has a scar across her face from below the corner of her right eye to her left cheek. A determined little miss, Lila has been fighting since the moment she was born. Her fiery spirit makes her loud and confident, a bright ball of energy. Lila is a social creature, who loves to talk and play. She is the kind of cat to take life by the horns but this can also make her a reckless and even a little eager to get into trouble. She's passionate and free-spirited, but she also knows what it's like to struggle. Lila was born in a cardboard box in a two-leg home. She doesn't remember her mother and litter-mates much, they were separated from her too quickly. She was driven out to the old abandoned two-leg nest and left there, wandering around for two moons. She learned how to fend for herself, mostly living off carrion and rain water. 5 moons. ( little blu ♥)
Starclan:
Dark Forest:
Fallenashes- A skinny white she-cat with speckles of grey and black along her shoulders, back, and tail. Her face is narrow and her eyes are pale yellow. Her fur is short and mangy, some patches of fur even missing from her body. Fallenashes is a violent and strict cat, never shy to lay a claw on those who get in her way. She is very ambitious and power-hungry, and even in death she still yearns to have control over the clan. The she-cat snapped when her mate died in fox attack while out patrol the area with Cardinalstar, blaming the leader for her mates death she swore to get even. Shortly after her kits were made apprentices she attacked at night and cost the leader one of his lives. She was swiftly exiled from the clan and lived as a rouge for many moons before dying of a wound infection. Died at 56 moons. (Applescent)
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 10:31:18 GMT -5
Character List: Applescent- Cardinalstar, Spruceshadow, Thistlebloom, Snowheart, Bramblepaw, Coonpaw, Fallenashes, little blu ♥- Stormfang, Crowsong, Pinetuft, Thornpaw, Lila,
Honeystrike- Foxleaf, Lionhowl,
ғεαтнεяsтσям - Smokefeather, Nettleskip,
Hawkeyes258- Frostfang, Hollystone,
Thunderheart57- Frostleaf,
Solar- Weaselsight, Oleanderpaw,
~Sapphire~- Batflight, Plumwhisker,
Relationships: M + F = Thistlebloom, Snowheart, (Open)
M + Fallenashes = Coonpaw, Smokefeather, (Open)
M + F = Bramblepaw, Thornpaw, (Open) M + Greywing = Stormfang, Crowsong
M + F = Foxleaf, Lionhowl
Mentor - Apprentice List:
Stormfang - Bramblepaw Lionhowl - Thornpaw Spruceshadow - Oleanderpaw Mentor - Apprentice
Mentor - Apprentice
Season: New Leaf [X] Green Leaf [] Leaf Fall [] Leaf Bare []
Weather: Sunny [X]
Cloudy []
Rainy []
Storms []
Snow/Flurries []
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 10:34:59 GMT -5
Venomclan Lore:
VenomClan territory is home to a special flower the clan calls 'Snakes Bane', this flower was a gift from Starclan during the early years of clan settlement, when they had to fight the snakes off their home. This flower is vibrant orange with four main petals and a few lighter orange petals under it. It's stem is thin but strong, needing a good bite or sharp claw to harvest it. Medicine cats are trained to collect this plant correctly and chew the stem and seeds into a poultice. This mixture is placed on a cat that was bitten by a poisonous snake, right onto the bite, and the mixture will heal and expel the poison from within the body. However, this will only work with an hour of the bite taking place; so time is always of the essence!
Venomclan News: 4-30-20: Clan was created, Little Blu ♥ and Honeystrike joined.
Current Story Lines: * After a harsh leaf-bare, the clan has is still reeling from plaguing bouts of scarce prey and illness. Now, it seems the snakes in the area are more stirred up than usual, but the yearly Snakes Bane blooming wasn't supposed to happen until mid-Greenleaf. Will the Medicine cat have enough snakes bane from last year to last them until then? And what has made the snakes more aggressive than usual?
*(More to be added later)
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 10:35:15 GMT -5
(Save 2)
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 10:36:19 GMT -5
(Open for joining, welcome)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Apr 30, 2020 11:53:27 GMT -5
( I would love to join, this will be my first clan. I'll need a few minutes to get my cats up, making characters from scratch is going to take me a hot second lol. Oh my StarClan. I finally finished. This took me way longer than I want to admit. I hope they're all okay? Is it okay if Thorn is Bramble's brother? Also, Crow and Storm can have another litter mate, if anyone wants! )
Crowsong - Like her name implies, Crowsong is a pitch black she-cat from the tips of her ears to the very tip of her tail. There isn't even a speck of other color to be seen on her, aside from her shockingly bright white whiskers. Even her nose and paw pads are a blackish gray. Her face is angular and sharp, leading to a pointed muzzle and accenting the bright yellow eyes she has. She has a tall, skinny frame and a sleek coat that hides the lithe muscle that comes from moons of training to be the best huntress and tracker she can be. Crowsong from birth was the only purely black furred kitten in her litter, making her a disgrace to her petite gray furred mother. She looked exactly like her father and as she grew, only became more and more like him in her mother's eyes. This discord between her mother and herself pushed Crowsong to be independent at a young age. Relying on others, even her clan-mates, has never been easy on her and she would rather do things on her own most of the time. This can cause her to keep important issues, personal or otherwise, locked up inside. Her lanky form makes it difficult for her to be an effective fighter. Crowsong despite being appearing closed off, she is rather intelligent and good at thinking on her paws. She loves her clan and her clan-mates, she just also values her personal space and isn't really the best with expressing herself. Brother is Stormfang. -Warrior-34 moons- snake
Lila - Even for her age, Lila is on the smaller side. She's not very dainty though, instead being stumpy and a little broad. Her fur is a pale ginger with darker spotted tabby markings across her forehead, neck, back and flanks. Her legs fade to a light cream around her paws and muzzle, but her tail and ear tips are a darker ginger. Her eyes are a light blue, with hints of green. She has a scar across her face from below the corner of her right eye to her left cheek. A determined little miss, Lila has been fighting since the moment she was born. Her fiery spirit makes her loud and confident, a bright ball of energy. Lila is a social creature, who loves to talk and play. She is the kind of cat to take life by the horns but this can also make her a reckless and even a little eager to get into trouble. She's passionate and free-spirited, but she also know's what it's like to struggle. Lila was born in a cardboard box in a two-leg home. She doesn't remember her mother and litter-mates much, they were separated from her too quickly. She was driven out to the old abandoned two-leg nest and left there, wandering around for two moons. She learned how to fend for herself, mostly living off carrion and rain water.-Loner-5 moons-snake
Stormfang - A soft dove gray coat covers strong muscle from a life of providing for his clan. Dark gray lynx point markings lie on his muzzle, legs, paws, and tail. There are even some light dashed stripes across his shoulders and back, running down his flanks. One pure white spot rests on his chin and accent his deep blue eyes. His top fangs are longer than normal and stick out into his lip slightly. Stormfang is a take charge kind of cat. He's straight-forward and honest, something that both aids and hinders him. He wont sugar-coat things just to save anyone's feelings. His blunt approach is not appreciated by everyone and he can come off as rude or insensitive. Stormfang is a confident tom who knows how to thrive in chaos and remain calm and collected. The clan needs him to be the deputy, in control and alert so he tries to give them that every day. However, Stormfang is only feline. He's dedicated to his job, but even he gets stressed out which results in him losing endless hours of sleep. He's often the last one to sleep and even when he settles into his nest, his mind is running a mile a minute. This often leads him to having odd days where he seems distracted and more tired than usual. Still, he's the type to push on through. His mother was Greywing, who died moons ago from green-cough. He wasn't very close to his mother, but deeply loves his litter-mates. Sister is Crowsong. -Deputy-34 moons-snake
Thornpaw - A lean, agile tom with a dark honey golden coat with dark brown tabby markings. He has a flash of white on his chest and his front toes are dipped in the same fresh color, as is the tip of his tail. He has a pair of light amber eyes with green flecks around his pupil. There are many who might consider him handsome, and he is one of them. Thornpaw has all the arrogance of a young cat who excels at most things he does. He has this adaptability that allows him to take on new challenges and practice and train until he is successful. He isn't the type who gives up easily, often staying up late practicing new moves until he deems them perfect or even skipping meals. His dedication to becoming a warrior is both admirable and worrisome, as it often leads to him pushing himself beyond his own limits and jumping into foolish situations. Thornpaw may be arrogant, but he goes about it in a friendly way while socializing. Unless there is a competitition involved, because he is competitive and can be harsh, all in good fun - not that it always comes off that way. Apologizing is almost foreign to him and even when he knows he's made a mistake, it's hard for him to admit it. Thornpaw is definitely his harshest critic. At the end of the day, he is thankful to his clan for taking him and his litter-mates in and just wants to be the best warrior he can be. He was found in the forest with his siblings, abandoned by their birth parents. Luckily VenomClan took them in and gave them a home. Sister is Bramblepaw.-Apprentice-9 moons-snake
Pinetuft - He is a large, muscular cat though it's hard to tell under all that fur. Pinetuft has a dark brown tabby pelt with nearly black stripes. He has tufted ears, a fluffy tail, and thick paws. Deep scars mar his shoulders, chest, flanks, and stomach. His left ear is nearly shredded and a scar over his right eye has nearly rendered it sightless. His left eye is a vibrant amber but the other has unfortunately faded and dulled due to the damage it has taken. As rugged as he appears, Pinetuft is a loyal and dedicated warrior. He is young, many say too young to be so battle scarred, but his past isn't something he goes into detail about. His pain tolerance is rather high, he doesn't complain about much and is more willing to take care of others than himself. He has these walls that he's built around himself that he's careful he doesn't let anyone too close. Pinetuft has a temper on him, that he barely keeps leashed at times. After knowing true loss at such a young age, he tends to be over-protective of those who manage to get close to him. He wasn't born inside the clan, he came to them as a rogue beaten and near death. They healed him and took him in but no one has been able to get his past out of him.-Warrior-23 moons-snake
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 12:11:17 GMT -5
(Take your time, I understand )
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honeystrike
looking for exciting rp's! feel free to send a message any time c:
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Post by honeystrike on Apr 30, 2020 13:33:58 GMT -5
Foxleaf - large, ginger tabby she-cat with white markings on her face, chest, belly, and paws. On her white muzzle, her lower lip has a hint of ginger fur, and a ginger spot just beside her nose. Her feathery tail is active, constantly revealing her true feelings with a flick or a twitch; a similar sentiment goes for her long whiskers. Her head is rounded with pointed ears, small tufts of fur jumping out from each ear. The she-cat's eyes are a pale green, occasionally shifting to light hazel or a deeper green depending on the lighting. Foxleaf has one of those personalities that are confusing and difficult to fully pin down. She’s an introvert that has strong extroverted tendencies; sometimes she’s loud and sometimes she’s quiet; sometimes she’s so trusting she’s gullible and sometimes she’s so suspicious she can’t move forward. Her environment dictates how she behaves. She takes in energy from those around her and it impacts her own behavior; if she feels surrounded by positivity and excitement, she’ll be able to share it -- but the same goes for sadness and anger. She is devoted and affectionate to those that are close to her, and is ready to welcome new friendships and connections wherever they can be found. She finds beauty in the world and those around, occasionally coming off as flirtatious, but intended more as a universal beauty. Unfortunately, however, this can cause her to find good where it should not be found, allowing the she-cat to trust in those that have not earned it. Honeystrike's malleable personality is one that developed throughout her life, giving her the skills to adapt to situations quickly when necessary. She’s ready to step up, or step back, whenever it is needed; whether that's good or bad is to be determined. Foxleaf wasn't intended to be a medicine cat upon her birth, rather being intended as a fierce warrior, as her name entails. When her and her brother were born, they were named to be powerful, Foxkit and Lionkit. Foxkit, to her parents' dismay, showed no affection for leaving the nursery or pretending to be a warrior in kit battles. No, when she was younger, the molly would much rather spend her time in the medicine cat's den, surrounded by the intoxicating scents of herbs. This led to her becoming the medicine cat apprentice when her brother was made a warrior's apprentice, sealing the kits' fate. - Medicine Cat - 35 moons
Lionhowl - this warrior came by his name earnestly, having traits of a lion and an inability to keep his mouth shut. His name was also given for his blazing ginger pelt, one that grew to be more spotted with white as he got older. Ginger covers his back and the top of his head, stretching down to his muzzle, bottom jaw, and a spot on the side that is similar to Foxleaf's. His eyes are a deep, piercing amber; the gaze within them fear-instilling if he has a reason to be upset. Nonetheless, his namesake carries true because he is filled with pride and loyalty, sometimes his pride accidentally hindering his loyalty. He loves being the center of attention, the question being how far he’ll go to get that attention, and whether or not the attention is for doing something good. Even so, he finds pleasure in spending time in the elder’s den caring for and talking to the elders. He enjoys taking care of them, but there is a small bit of enjoyment from the compliments he tends to get about his size and fur from the older cats. Lionhowl isn’t the best at improving the morale of those around him, his inspirational speeches tend to be more about himself, than anything, really. Even so, he is an intuitive cat, and is able to tell the feelings of those around him, and can hear when he’s not wanted, loud and clear. Lionhowl is from the same litter as Foxleaf, but following apprenticeship to become a strong warrior. - Warrior - 35 moons
Their litter is also open to have more siblings! I think I wanna make an apprentice as well if that would be alright c: Lemme know what ya think of the characters or if you want me to change anything! c:
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 17:02:08 GMT -5
little blu ♥ and honeystrike your characters all look good, I'll add them right away! )
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honeystrike
looking for exciting rp's! feel free to send a message any time c:
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Post by honeystrike on Apr 30, 2020 17:13:27 GMT -5
Awesome, thanks a bunch!! c:
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Post by little blu ♥ on Apr 30, 2020 17:24:04 GMT -5
( I'm glad! Thank you! c: )
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 17:44:35 GMT -5
(Hey while i write up some starters, what do you guys think of this: After a harsh leaf-bare the clan has is still reeling from bouts of scarce prey and illness. Now it seems the snakes in the area of more stirred up than usual, but the yearly Snakes Bane blooming won't happen until mid Green leaf. Will the Medicine cat have enough snakes bane from last year to last until then? And what has the snakes more aggressive than usual? Venomclan territory is home to a special flower the clan calls 'Snakes Bane', this flower was a gift from Starclan during the early years of clan settlement when they had to fight the snakes off their home. This flower is vibrant orange with four main petals and a few lighter orange petals under it. It's stem is thin but strong, needing a good bite or sharp claw to harvest it. Medicine cat's are trained to collect this plant correctly and chew the stem and seeds into a poultice. This mixture is place on a cat that was bitten by a poisonous snake, right on the bite, and the mixture will heal and expel the poison from within the body. This will only work with an hour of the bite taking place however so time is always of the essence! I added it to the one of the open saves I made, let me know your opinions and suggestions )
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honeystrike
looking for exciting rp's! feel free to send a message any time c:
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Post by honeystrike on Apr 30, 2020 17:51:09 GMT -5
{Oooooo I really like it! I work as a writing center tutor so I have some tiny little things (just rewording for drama or tiny grammar things~) this is literally your words, but if you want to consider:
After a harsh leaf-bare, the clan has is still reeling from plaguing bouts of scarce prey and illness. Now, it seems the snakes in the area are more stirred up than usual, but the yearly Snakes Bane blooming wasn't supposed to happen until mid-Greenleaf. Will the Medicine cat have enough snakes bane from last year to last them until then? And what has made the snakes more aggressive than usual?
VenomClan territory is home to a special flower the clan calls 'Snakes Bane', this flower was a gift from Starclan during the early years of clan settlement, when they had to fight the snakes off their home. This flower is vibrant orange with four main petals and a few lighter orange petals under it. It's stem is thin but strong, needing a good bite or sharp claw to harvest it. Medicine cats are trained to collect this plant correctly and chew the stem and seeds into a poultice. This mixture is placed on a cat that was bitten by a poisonous snake, right onto the bite, and the mixture will heal and expel the poison from within the body. However, this will only work with an hour of the bite taking place; so time is always of the essence!
What do you think?}
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Post by little blu ♥ on Apr 30, 2020 17:55:13 GMT -5
( I really like the idea, it seems unique to me. ^^ )
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honeystrike
looking for exciting rp's! feel free to send a message any time c:
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Post by honeystrike on Apr 30, 2020 17:58:56 GMT -5
{Oop-- and of course, after doing English education homework all day I think you asked us with the meaning of wanting feedback on grammar and stuff. I did not mean to offend! The annoying teacher cap came on unintentionally >.> I, also, think it is an amazing plot! Definitely unique, I've never seen anything like it!!}
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 18:02:51 GMT -5
Cardinalstar- In Camp-
Cardinalstar was up before the dawning sun, unable to sleep as clan stresses were getting to him a little. His green eyes looked dull and tired and his facial expression was anything but welcoming. He waited until others in the clan started to wake up before walking toward the medicine cats den, even though no one had been bitten recent he still like to check up and make sure Foxleaf had everything she needed. As he poked his head into the small, stone cave that was the medicine cat's den, he let out a loud yawn before speaking. "Foxleaf?"
Thistlebloom- In Camp
Thistlebloom was stretching out, her pale fur rippling as her limbs reached out far in front and behind her. She had been on guard duty last night, watching the camp while others slept. Wasn't the best duty in the world but some cat had to do it she supposed. Now the sun was rising however and her shift was over, with a job well done she made her way over to the fresh kill pile to nab herself something to eat.
Bramblepaw- In Camp
The young she-cat woke up with a start, she didn't have a bad dream but she could hear the usual clan chatter beginning and she didn't want to miss a thing. She jumped to her paws and smiled, "Time to get up!" she said cheerfully before bounding out of the den. Moss and dust kicking up behind her paws. She felt the warm sun hit her pelt and she purred, her mind already racing with thoughts. What would today bring? Would she get to learn new moves from her mentor, Stormfang? Would she get to hunt or explore the territory more? Coonpaw- Near The Great Willow -
Coonpaw was resting on one of the Great Willow's roots, watching a small stream of water pass by under the roots. The tom was bored but what could he do? Suppose he could go hunt, but he never really ate much. Its why the ragged rogue always looked so thin. With a heavy sigh he rose to his paws, flicking his 'ringed' tail absentmindedly. "Well... time to see what's new in the forest." He start off, heading east further into Venomclan territory.
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 18:04:03 GMT -5
(Haha thank you Honeystrike, I'll edit what I said so its worded better. Thanks!)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Apr 30, 2020 18:04:45 GMT -5
( lol Honey - if I may call you that - no worries, we've all had those moments for sure. cx )
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 30, 2020 18:07:34 GMT -5
(Hello, just had a few questions before I joined. Do Viperclan cats have any specific traits or fur color that's more prominent than most?)
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Post by Applescent on Apr 30, 2020 18:13:55 GMT -5
(Its pretty well mixed, but darker colors and tabbies are usually a bit more common than those with grey or white fur. I imagine some had webbed toes, and dense coats for when it comes to traversing around the river, streams, and lake. )
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honeystrike
looking for exciting rp's! feel free to send a message any time c:
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Post by honeystrike on Apr 30, 2020 18:28:35 GMT -5
Foxleaf | In Camp Foxleaf yawned in her nest, slowly stretching out her forelegs to welcome in the new day. Rays of sunlight made their way into her den, illuminating her ginger fur. A voice at the mouth of her den had pulled the she-cat from sleep, prompting her eyes to focus on the bright den entrance, focus on the form of her leader, Cardinalstar. His yawn elicited a motherly look from Foxleaf, "Are you getting enough rest, Cardinalstar?" she asked, attempting to sound airy. She knew the leader had come to her den for a purpose, but nothing was as important as ensuring the leader of the clan was well taken care of.Lionhowl | In Camp Lionhowl shouldered his way out of the warrior's den, quietly grumbling to himself about being awake with the sunrise. Slowly padding to the opposite side of camp, the tom sat down carefully and wrapped his tail around his paws. The tom's amber eyes skimmed across camp, taking note of the clanmates that began to emerge from their dens. As he watched Bramblepaw scamper from the apprentice's den, he found his heart being tugged a bit as his thoughts wandered to his own apprentice, Thornpaw. His tail tip twitched thoughtlessly as he considered what he would do with the apprentice today, what they would be focusing on, as Thornpaw was still a relatively young apprentice.{Actually, I prefer Honey!! ^^ And haha cool, I wanted to make sure it was clear I didn't mean anything by it cx <3 && Also, I plan on adding more characters eventually, just gotta get my inspo cx }
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Post by little blu ♥ on Apr 30, 2020 18:32:16 GMT -5
Stormfang [ in camp ] A huff escaped the tom as one of his eyes peaked open, taking in the dim light of the Warriors Den. He hadn't been able to sleep a wink last night and had paced out to check on Thistlebloom more than once. He sat up, taking a moment to gather his bearings, as exhaustion settled into his bones. With the snakes becoming more agitated, there had been little time for rest, especially for Stormfang. Between training his apprentice and keeping the patrols going, he hardly had time to rest. Maybe I'll try to sneak in a nap this afternoon... he snorted at the ludicrous thought, shaking his head. Standing to his full height, the gray furred tom hopped out of his nest, noting that his sister was already out and about. He padded out into the clearing, his gaze carefully analyzing the state of camp. He took note of Thistlebloom getting some prey, dipping his head in silent greeting. Padding towards the center of camp, he settled down, taking the time to actually think about the set up of today's patrols.
Thornpaw [ in camp ] Well, a kick to the face really isn't the nicest way to wake up, though honestly Thornpaw should be used to it at this point. His sister was definitely a morning cat, of which he definitely wasn't. He let out a groan, watching her bound from the den joyfully. He supposed that meant that it was time to wake up, for try as he might, the chances of getting back to sleep were slim. With a firm shake, the golden brown tabby rose to his paws, considering moving his nest. He knew deep down that he wouldn't do it though. Blinking against the sun, Thornpaw stepped up beside is sister turning his amber gaze on her. "Good morning, Bramblepaw. Thanks for the wake up call," he grumbled, though his whiskers were twitching with humor.
Crowsong [ near Lilly-pad Lake, then in camp ] Slipping out before patrols was a habit of hers that she had trouble breaking. It stemmed from long hours as an apprentice trying to escape from the disappointed glares of her mother. Crowsong let out a soft breath around the light fur of the mouse she carried. It wasn't much of an apology, the scrawny creature would barely feed Bramblepaw, but at least it was something. Her yellow eyes lingered on the entrance to camp, a twist of thorns and brambles, to better protect the clan from predators. Big predators weren't their problem nowadays, instead snakes were becoming a bigger and bigger problem. Crowsong picked her way through the barricade, as only true VenomClan cats knew, entering camp. Her clan-mates were beginning to wake up, her brother included. She eyed him as he sat in the center, something decidedly off about him. He probably wouldn't tell her even if she asked... the black furred she-cat dropped her prey on the pile, nodding to Thistlebloom. She wondered if that was adequate greeting or if she should say something?
Pinetuft [ in camp ] The tom was already awake, having settled himself outside the den, washing shoulder fur which had scraps of moss lingering in it. Pinetuft growled as he tugged at the tangled mess, mentally cursing StarClan or whoever his ancestors were for giving him this long fur. His tail was fluffed up in irritation, stirring up dust behind him it flicked back and forth. "Oh for the love of-" he snarled, cutting himself off and quieting down as he realized he was talking to himself. He finally managed to get the moss out, taking a large clump of fur with it. Disgust scrunched up his face as he smoothed down his sore shoulder.
Lila [ near the abandoned two-leg nest ] Her own stomach had waken her up too early, growling hungrily. The ginger and cream kitten carefully stood, trying to ignore the wave of dizziness that most likely came from being malnourished. She had to try and find some food today, even though she normally waited until night-time to go out. She didn't really like the dark but was more afraid of the strange cats she had seen, especially after a run in with another feline had given her a nasty scar. Padding over to the corner of the abandoned two-leg home, she spotted a puddle of dirty water and rushed to get in a few mouth-fulls. The water might not look the prettiest but to a thirsty kit, it was perfect. Lila smiled as she felt the sun on her pelt, a little purr rumbling in her chest. Time to find some grub!
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Post by Applescent on May 1, 2020 5:11:27 GMT -5
Cardinalstar - In Camp
His green eyes locked onto the ginger she-cat as he took a seat near the den's entrance, his tail wrapping around his big paws. "I can still function, so I'd say I get enough sleep." He said with a dry chuckle. He looked around a little, saddened by the shortened supply of herbs. He shook his head and smiled, "I'm here to see how your supply is doing, if need be I could send a warrior or two with you to escort you to the two-leg garden." He didn't want to see pushy, Foxleaf knew what she was doing as the clan's medicine cat. His mind however wouldn't let him stop worrying.
Thistlebloom - In Camp
Thistlebloom sat down by the pile of prey, she gave Stormfang a respectful dip of her head and watched the deputy walk off. Out of the corner of her green eyes she noticed Crowsong returning to camp, giving a small smile to the fellow she-cat. "Morning!" She mewed to Crowsong, though her eyes and attention turned back to food. She leaned in and grabbed a mouse from the pile, it wasn't an impressive sized rodent, but it was enough for her. Giving a silent thanks to Starclan for the food, she licked her lips and took a bite from the mouse.
Bramblepaw - In Camp
Bramblepaw turned her head back towards the apprentices den, "You're welcome!" she yelled back at Thornpaw with a snarky tone to her voice, though the smile on her face made it obvious the she-cat was just joking. She turned her head against to face forward, giving the camp and quick scan with her amber eyes. She noticed her mentor Stormfang and her excitement rose, she went to take a step toward him but then considered maybe she should wait. "Should I go say good morning and seem eager? Or should I wait for him to call me over so I don't bother him?" She thought to herself, she looked awkwardly frozen in position as she considered her choices.
Coonpaw- Near the Winding Streams
Coonpaw crossed over some of the shallow streams, cool water splashing onto his fur and his paws already soaked for sinking them into the water. His torn ears perked up at the sound of a frog croaking near by, dropping down into a hunter crouch and stalking toward some stones on the edge of one of the streams. He saw the frog sitting there, its back turned to him. Coonpaw unsheathed his claws and wiggled his haunches, leaping forward and slamming a paw down onto the frog. His paw slide down the frog's slimy skin until his claws hooked into it to keep the creature from escaping. With a swift bite from Coonpaw the frog was finished, he took a step back to observe his catch. "Not a tasty meal, but its better than nothing." He said to himself, settling down by the frog and eating the frog right away.
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Post by ғεαтнεяsтσям on May 1, 2020 12:34:08 GMT -5
(Password is snake! Also I can erase Smokefeather if you don't want this type of character in the Fallenashes family)
Smokefeather-Black tom with a white dash on his chest, a billowy tail, and pale yellow eyes. He was a chipper, energetic cat with energy for days in his apprenticehood, determined to be a worthy warrior of his clan and having dreams of becoming warrior one day. After his mother and brother, Fallenashes and Coonpaw, were exiled, however, Smokefeather became paranoid and defensive. How many of those stares he was getting were from cats waiting for him to end up just like his family? Was he destined to end up like them? How much longer did he have with his clan? His paranoia has turned him cold, and he snaps at cats who try to get too close. He does this out of a desire to keep both his clan- and himself- safe, but it's not obvious unless you really know him. There's a part of him that wonders if he should just leave the clan and follow in Coonpaw's pawsteps; but he couldn't promise that he wouldn't harm him for his part in ruining his life.-Warrior-28 Moons-N/A
Nettleskip-Sandy tabby shecat with white paws, a white muzzle and belly, and amber eyes. She's a very bouncy cat who keeps a smile on her face practically at all times. She's also smart as a whip and more than happy to share her knowledge with whoever is willing (or unwilling) to listen if she feels that they need a little know-how. She also has very limited patience for cats that she doesn't deem smart, making her a little snippy with the apprentices sometimes. This makes her come off as rather annoying, but her energy can be charming nonetheless. She loves hunting, preferring it over fighting, and can usually be found hunting when camp gets a little stuffy. She also loves to chat in general, be it casual conversation, intellectual debate, or some good ol' gossip- even if said conversation isn't necessarily with her own clanmates. She means well, but her tongue can be swifter than her brain, and her brain is very swift.-Warrior-20 Moons-N/A
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 1, 2020 13:57:53 GMT -5
Crowsong [ in camp ] The black she-cat perked her ears at the greeting, setting her meager catch on the pile before allowing herself to sit near Thistlebloom. Making conversation wasn't a skill that Crowsong had much strength in, though she did try. "Morning," she simply stated back, unsure how to go on from there. Nervousness prickled along her spine and she tried to hide it with a few quick licks to her chest fur. Her gaze slipped to her brother, searching desperately for a topic to talk about. Not that she was sure Thistlebloom even wanted to speak, seeing as she was trying to eat her breakfast. Didn't most clan-mates share-tongues while they ate though? Pale yellow eyes fell to her paws as she fell back on her usual safety net - the weather. "It's starting to warm up," Crowsong said, glancing at the rising sun.
Thornpaw [ in camp ] Thornpaw growled playfully and reached up a paw to cuff his sister's ear, with his claws sheathed of course. He had to stifle a snicker when her attention changed instantly the moment she spotted Stormfang in the center of the camp clearing. The tabby had more than grown used to his sister's wandering mind, so he took no offence. In fact, his own mentor appeared to be up, he spotted Lionhowl out of the corner of his gaze. A thrill of excitement went through him, sending his claws flexing into the dirt beneath his paws. Training was Thornpaw's favorite thing to do, especially when he got a chance to show off. "I'm going to go ask Lionhowl what today's plans are. I'll see you later, Bramblepaw," he bid farewell to his sister with a flick of his tail, trotting over to his mentor with his head held high. Those amber eyes burned with an eager fire as he came to a halt before the older tom. "Good morning, Lionhowl," he greeted respectfully.
Stormfang [ in camp ] The sound of chatter brought him out of his thoughts and the tom lifted his head, his deep blue gaze sweeping over the two warriors at the fresh-kill pile and Thornpaw bounding towards his mentor, leaving Bramblepaw sitting near the Apprentices Den. He hadn't even noticed that his golden furred apprentice was awake, much less waiting for his attention. He clearly caught the hesitance in her expression and had to fight off a smile. Bramblepaw was a ball of energy most of the time, which made it a little hard for him to keep up at times. "Bramblepaw," he called, nodding his head for the young she-cat to approach.
Lila [ in medicine cat garden ] Her short legs carried her over into the best smelling part of this little space that Lila had found. She wondered if she'd spot any mice among the roots and leaves. The small rodents were too fast for her, they always seemed to hear her approaching no matter how light she tried to keep her paw steps. Still, Lila knew she had to keep trying. Ducking down among the fragrant plants, she tried to make herself as still as possible. The only sounds she heard were the faint rustling of the breeze and the whisper of insect wings. With all the patience of a kit, she let out a sigh of annoyance and flopped down in the fresh grass. "Where are the mice?" she mumbled to herself, letting her little claws slash at the ground before her.
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Post by Applescent on May 1, 2020 15:08:46 GMT -5
ғεαтнεяsтσям your characters look good, I'll add them right away )
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 1, 2020 15:58:43 GMT -5
Frostfang - Frostfang has semi long, silver-grey and white fur with black tabby stripes. He has a somewhat muscular build and has a few scars underneath his fur. Frostfang has hazel colored eyes and a pink nose. Frostfang is a loyal and kind tom. He is protective of his loved ones and will not hesitate to defend them. He has a soft spot for kits and hopes to have some of his own some day. He can be a little sensitive and takes things rather personally. Despite his kind nature, he is a strong fighter and will fight dirty if the situation calls for it. He can be pretty mean but after a while, he will feel guilty about it. He is pretty lonely but does a good job of hiding it. Frostfang was born and raised in the clan. He never really had a good relationship which his father and most of his apprenticeship trying to impress him. However, soon realized that no matter what his father wouldn't care and that was okay. This is one of the reasons he would love to have kits of his own. However, as the moons go by he is starting to be doubtful. -Warrior - 47 moons -Snakes.
Hollystone - Hollystone has long haired black fur that appears brown in direct sunlight. She has bright yellow eyes and has a small nick on her left ear. Hollystone is a independent and logical cat. She is not the type to mess around, and takes the warrior code pretty seriously. She is pretty stubborn and takes a lot to actually change her mind about something. Hollystone is wary of outsiders and overall has some trust issues. She is a little bit of a perfectionist and tries to always keep her fur neat and clean. She is a observant cat and picks up things that most overlook. Hollystone has trouble asking for help. She is a skilled hunting and is always looking for ways to improve herself. -Warrior - 27 moons - Snake
(Apprentice coming soon!)
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Post by Applescent on May 1, 2020 16:03:41 GMT -5
(Looks good Hawk, ill add you right away!)
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