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Asexual
ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ
just another day at the office
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Post by ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ on May 26, 2020 16:13:19 GMT -5
(WyrmTime: hey! Just a couple of questions, were you thinking Shadebite would have been with MapleClan since ley fled their home due to the fire? Because that was 6 moons ago, so Shadebite would have only been apprentice age and since then, apprentices haven't had any proper training and there hasn't been time for any warrior ceremonies. So he would still be Shadepaw (As is the case with Mudpaw). If not, then I don't think it would be possible as they wouldn't have been in a position to accept a loner while on the road and would have turned him away as it was one extra mouth to feed and they weren't exactly trusting of outsiders at that time. So your options would be to make Shadebite still be Shadepaw, or bump his age up a little so he's a bit older so he would have been a very new warrior when they first set out. If that works for you. And with Brightwhisker, were you wanting her to also be a loner, or was she a Clan born cat? Just out of curiosity.
Also, I would need a little more for the longer description, more on his appearance than just the short one-line description and such. And more into why he's still with them if he has no interest in helping them survive (Which might also be a problem as Ripplecreek would have no problem telling him to get lost if he's so disinterested as they have no time for a cat who doesn't care. )
Ripplecreek was silent as he watched his words slowly wake up the small group of cats, blue eyes unblinking as he watched them rise to the world around them. It must still be so strange to wake up in a new territory, the fear niggling away that you don't even know what the day is going to have in store for them. It was only when he was sure all eyes were on him did he slowly sit down, neatly curling his tail back over his paws as he observed the cats in front of him for just a moment. Then, with one last slow bink, he started to speak. "I know you are all tired, I am as well but we cannot afford to waste any time. There are many things that need to be done. And I know it's hard, we have come so far and lost so many, but we can't give up now. Not when we finally have a chance of survival!" He just wouldn't allow them to fail, not after coming so far.
"We need food, a reliable water source and a proper, protected camp," of course, there was much more that also needed addressing, but he was trying to put the most important tasks first. "I need all paws working today. Some will head out in search of food and water, while the others will stay behind to build out camp. We need proper dens and I want the outer walls reinforced for extra protection." Maybe he sounded a little forceful, but he wanted to make sure everyone was on the same page.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 26, 2020 17:39:44 GMT -5
The leader's words were logical and fair, nodding her head though remaining wordless for now. Whilst shy even the young queen admitted she looked forward to learning more about this new home of theirs, some small part of her already felt the need to make sure the place she delivered her kits into was going to be a safe place. She cringed at the idea, motherhood a new concept to her and something she hadn't yet quite wrapped her head around. Shaking the thoughts from her head, she had to concentrate on her clan today. The elegant huntress lifted herself to her paws, and approached the leader with her head bowed and amber eyes lowered. Silverlily felt out of place anywhere closer than fifty feet to Ripplecreek, though in honesty that went for just about every cat in the clan. "I can lead a hunting patrol," she offered nervously, plumed tail flicking in the early morning breeze. She was a talented huntress for her age, and with her size she wouldn't have been too much use in the context of a battle or reinforcing a camp. She supposed that was where her skills were best applied, "Or at least join one," she clarified, not wanting to come across as bossing her leader around. Truthfully, she wasn't feeling too well. A queasiness made the very idea of prey scent something that brought bile to the back of her throat, but she tried to mould her expression away from anything that might have indicated that. Neutral, if somewhat nervous.
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Post by highprince on May 26, 2020 21:41:03 GMT -5
(Hi! This seems really interesting. Could I grab a spot as a warrior, with him being the brother of Warrior 12?)
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Asexual
ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ
just another day at the office
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Post by ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ on May 26, 2020 21:47:29 GMT -5
(highprince: Yes of course we would love to have you! But if you look at the relationships, Warrior 12 and Warrior 8 are both siblings, so that would make your cat the brother of both 12 AND 8! And of course, you get to name/describe them both as well)
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Post by willowflower on May 26, 2020 21:56:16 GMT -5
"I'd like to join the hunting party," Waterpaw piped up, her eyes on Silverylily. "I could scout out the herb supply around here while hunting for a water source." In truth, Waterpaw was concerned about Silverlily. The new queen wanted her to keep quiet, which had Waterpaw really worried - there was no way the she-cat would be able to keep that secret for long. She may not be as knowledgeable about what a queen needs as Fernwhisker was, but she had an unsettling feeling that Silverlily was going to push herself way too hard too soon, and she couldn't remember all the herbs a queen would need (borage leaves, she knew, but the others slept with her mentor deep underground.) Besides, Silverlily seemed... off. Waterpaw figured she only noticed because she knew the queen's secret, and she wanted to look out for her.
Waterpaw's mind was already racing ahead, trying to think of all the important herbs she needed to look out for. Catmint, goldenrod, poppy seeds... was she good enough to tell the difference between a life-saving herb and a poisonous one? Did Fernwhisker manage to teach her all the details? How much would she have to figure out on her own? Her stomach twisted, and she tried to swallow down signs of her own stress. She'd probably have to find some place to link her to StarClan, too. How would she even know? Would StarClan even speak to her?
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Post by highprince on May 26, 2020 21:58:50 GMT -5
(Oh, I was actually trying to decide between one of the two for his sibling! I totally missed the fact that they were littermates, so that works out. I'll start on my form ^^)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 26, 2020 22:19:42 GMT -5
Maybe I shouldn’t go then, she considered. So thirsty she feared she might well drink an entire lake or river the moment one first came into sight. Silverlily nodded obediently, “There’ll be something,” she attempted to reassure but the words fell flat even to her own ears. Life couldn’t thrive without water, and the lands around their new home were hardly barren deserts, it just might take a little exploring to find out the secrets this place harboured. Looking to the medicine cat apprentice, her ears perked forward, nervous. The queen could only hope the youngster would keep to her word on secrecy. Her amber eyes bore into the apprentice, tense but silent as the apprentice asked to join her. The queens whiskers twitched, no doubt the apprentice intended to keep a close eye on the rebellious queen, she almost smirked had it not been for the fact the ability seemed to have deserted her long ago. Silverlily wasn’t about to be rendered a decoration in camp while the rest of her clan worked relentlessly. That hardly seemed fair. The queen hoped to continue helping as long as she was able to, and as far as she was concerned she wasn’t going to let pregnancy hinder that. “I don’t mind,” Silverlily offered with a nod of her head.
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Post by highprince on May 26, 2020 22:20:12 GMT -5
Thunderstorm Tom - 25 moons
flame point tom with bright blue eyes
Thunderstorm is a muscular flame point tom with short fur. His ginger parts are brighter and end more abruptly than other flame points. His eyes are a bright, particularly cold blue. He's somewhat small in stature, having been the runt of his litter. Thunderstorm is a determined cat, aiming to keep his eyes on his duties and be the best that he can be. However, this behavior translates into seeming like he has something to prove. He overworks himself, snaps at cats that even imply he's not doing as well as he should be, but will try stepping in if he thinks a task isn't being done the way it should be. Due to this and his stubborn personality, he can be difficult to work with. He's a talented warrior, which makes his demeanor even more aggravating. His temper issues and desire to be the best likely stems from the deaths of his sisters, leaving him to completely dive into his duties, becoming overly competitive and aggressive in place of grieving. Spot filled: Warrior 3 Relationships: Brother to Warrior 8 and Warrior 12 Screen name: highprince
Flamepool - died at 19 moons - death by fire ginger she-cat with a white chin, belly, and paws
Whiteblaze - died at 22 moons - death by rogue flame point she-cat with blue eyes
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Post by highprince on May 26, 2020 22:48:06 GMT -5
Thunderstorm was woken from a fitful sleep by Ripplecreek. He was glad for it - he couldn't quite remember what he'd been dreaming of, but he knew that it hadn't been pleasant. He dug his claws into the ground as he got to his paws, looking around the place they'd stayed. Would this really be their new home? It didn't look like very much. Yet, Thunderstorm reminded himself, we only just got here.
Thunderstorm sat and listened to Ripplecreek, intent on doing whatever task better than anyone else. As Silverlily started a hunting patrol, and Waterpaw joined, Thunderstorm looked over to them. He was itching to explore this new territory, and to catch more prey than he could carry. "I'll join the hunt," Thunderstorm offered, though his tone of voice didn't exactly leave much room to refuse.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on May 27, 2020 11:46:04 GMT -5
Mudpaw pushed himself up into a sitting position. His gaze looking attentively towards Ripplecreek as the tom spoke about organizing patrols and working on setting camp. The young tom's gaze shifted around the clearing and he wrinkled his nose at the trees and wild brush. It was a far cry from their old home with its carefully crafted dens. Mudpaw winced thinking about pushing the thicket around, it hoped there was no thorns. Clearing his throat, Mudpaw interjeted after Thunderstorm, "I will stay behind with you, Ripplecreek," he meowed and quickly added, not wanting to seem like he was fearful of exploring the new territory, "And help with building." His choice wasn't because he was afraid, it was a logical one. He was young and stronger than some of their worn clanmates. He could drag and push around at the thicket without tiring quickly. His golden gaze flickering around the clearing once more, trying to imagine where they could start. He figured the medicine cat den would be the first place to start so Waterpaw would have somewhere safe for her, and the herbs she would hopefully find.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 27, 2020 15:30:57 GMT -5
Not ignoring just waiting for the lovely willowflower 's response
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Bisexual
WyrmTime
ngl really wishin I was a dragon tha feasts on mortals righ now
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Post by WyrmTime on May 27, 2020 16:28:29 GMT -5
Shadebite Tom - 17 moons A lanky Long tailed night black cat with white dipped on his tail, paws and the tip tips of his ears. Shadebite is a tom that can easily blend into the background. His mostly dark short pelt blends easily into most surroundings and his distant uninterested nature allows him to come across as average. The only thing that shows any form of distinct of emotion is his round almost grey blue eyes. Before the tall cat began acting as hollow as a skull Shadebite was considered a rather playful cat and a quick thinker (traits that on occasion slip out), “Deputy material” as his father would call him. Naturally now he expresses no interest in rising the ranks of the clan. In fact he barely expresses interest in much at all. Only caring about doing his duty as apart of the clan and occasionally chatting with the other younger warriors and apprentices. Spot filled: warrior 3 Relationships: Shadebite lost his mother Brookleap due to an outbreak of sickness leaving him in an already very mentally unstable place when his remaining family, his father Gorseclaw and sister Brightwhisker, both died due to situations caused by the fire. These loss's has practically ruined the young warrior, replacing his positive happy nature with anxiety and untrustfulness. Screen name: WrymnTime Gorseclaw tom - died at 77 moons - death by fire {Round two!! Hopefuly this is better.} {Ill get to a starter soon if its fine. }
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ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ
just another day at the office
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Post by ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ on May 27, 2020 18:04:55 GMT -5
(WyrmTime yes it looks great! Though his age will still need to be bumped up a little as 6 moons ago he would have only been 11 moons which is apprentice and there hasn't been any new warriors due to all the faffle. So he would need to be just a little older, only 1 or 2 moons so he's 18-19 moons now. I've added him to the front but just let me know about the updated age.
Also, you forgot to give a description for Gorseclaw!)
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Post by ❈ ─ sollux ─ ❈ on May 27, 2020 19:26:54 GMT -5
ooo, i love this clan's concept! i haven't roleplayed in quite some time but i would love to hop in on this train if y'all will have me! here's my application:
Cedarwing she-cat - 33 moons
a longhaired bicolored she-cat with dark gray splotches and yellow-green eyes.
Cedarwing is a broadly built she-cat, with her body structured more for strength than speed and stamina. Her coat is long and silky in appearance - a trait that she takes pride in, as she preens herself almost constantly to give it its luster. Her coloration is mostly white but for the dark gray spots that coat her forehead and around her eyes, scruff, nose, chin, toes, and back. A dark gray nose dots Cedarwing’s face, and expressive, fiery yellow-green eyes blaze from her eye sockets.
Cedarwing is an incredibly straightforward and honest cat, preferring to be open and blunt with her feelings rather than bottling them up inside. The young warrior struggles with finding the fine line between honesty and rudeness, and can sometimes come off as abrasive, insensitive, and insulting - though these qualities are usually never her intention. In that regard, her ineptitude in the social arena makes her just the slightest bit awkward, as she oftentimes stumbles over herself so that she does not accidentally offend her fellow Clanmates.
MapleClan’s misfortunes have firmly cemented her loyalty and love for her Clan, but has also soured her perspective of her warrior ancestors. Once a believer in StarClan, Cedarwing has now shunned the starry Clan cats due to their silence and apparent abandonment. This is especially so since their lack of communication and foresight led to the death of her sister, Silverpool. Her discontent with StarClan is something she chooses not to voice - something very much against her personality - for fear of being shunned and ousted by her Clan as well, though her disapproval and distaste for her warrior ancestors is clearly obvious whenever they are mentioned by another in passing conversation. She is unsure if her perspective will ever change, as their betrayal has scored her heart and taken away her only family.
Spot filled: Warrior 5 Relationships: i was hoping that she could be related to the deceased deputy 1. if that’s possible, here is a description of her sister.
Silverpool she-cat - 33 moons - death by drowning
a longhaired, long-whiskered she-cat with a light grey coat and amber eyes
let me know if i need to edit or change anything! :^)
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Post by ❈ ─ sollux ─ ❈ on May 27, 2020 19:38:52 GMT -5
oop, i didn't even realize there were so many -whisker suffixes looool. sure! her name can just as easily be silverpelt :^) also warrior 5 is perfect too haha. sorry for the little mistakes ;; i'll go ahead and edit my app with the changes. :^)
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Post by ❈ ─ sollux ─ ❈ on May 27, 2020 19:47:36 GMT -5
bro i.... am a straight up idiot lol. would silverpool work then?
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