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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jun 25, 2020 22:17:28 GMT -5
Welcome
Not all who wander are lost.
We were nomads. Some were born into this life, while others joined to embrace their free spirit. We were all together regardless of our past. In this life, the past is simply that and only the present matters. That's how it was and how it would always be.
I was born into this life as my father before me and his before him. I embraced the freedom of being rootless. The Tribe of Winding Paths was the only root I needed. We never stayed in one place for more than one leafbare; we'd settle into our new home at the beginning of greenleaf and come newleaf the preparations to leave began.
Then everything changed.
Many seasons ago there was an avalanche in the mountain cave where we lived. We saved everyone we could but the snow fell too fast and trapped us inside, killing many- including our Queen and her son. The rest of us would have been killed too if it wasn't for a cat from Hailclan who received a message from the Spirits and brought a team of cats to rescue us.
They led us back to Hailclan's home so we could rest and decide our next move. Our Queen and only Heir had been killed in the avalanche leaving the King, Owl, with no options. It was forbidden for him to take another mate and the Spirits never sent a sign proclaiming a new heir. After many days and much debate, we decided to leave behind our nomadic ways and settle down, agreeing to change our culture into that of a clan.
The transition has been hard on most of the members. There are some who chose not to place their beliefs with Starclan, unwilling to abandon the idea of their own Spirits but most believe that, like the tribe, the Spirits have merged with the clans as well.
Sunclan prides themselves in their adaptability and resolution due to their nomadic history. They embrace the differences of each cat and value teamwork, trust, and loyalty. They use their knowledge of the world for the benefit of the clan and respect nature for it. ◆◆◆ History
Spider believed that everyone had a path to follow in life and there was no right or wrong way to get to the end of that path. He was taught this by his mother, Wind. Spider was her only son and she was his best friend. But as he grew older, he grew more and more restless. It wasn't until after Wind's death that Spider realized his destiny was beyond their humble little home so he left to see what else was out there. After days of traveling, Spider came across a small group of cats living in a cave. They were sick, weak, and hungry. He knew a few healing practices from his mother and was a good hunter so he stopped and helped them. One shecat died but the rest survived. After a harsh winter in the cave, the cats decided to join Spider on his travels. This was the start of the Tribe of Winding Paths. As time went on, more cats joined and eventually, some began having kits. They all worked to create the culture that still runs strong in the tribe today.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jun 26, 2020 13:09:52 GMT -5
Plots
"Everyone thought the evil and danger was over but the darkness has not been put away for good. Evil is rising again but far tougher. In sickness and hunger, unrest will rise. Darkness will cloud and thunder will roll until both sides drop their prize, forgetting their children, their friend, their brother. and this is the way the world ends; not with a bang, but with a whimper."
A New Dawn - Arrival Life after the rogue attack has fallen into blissful routine. Kits grew up and others were born. Life is good. But when Owlstar becomes plagued with dreams of a foul-smelling cat, and one by one, his clanmates fall sick, he begins to worry that more trouble is on the way. -Everyone-
Title - Chapter Info -Cats involved-
◆◆◆News 8/25/18- We're open! 9/2/18- It is now Leaffall 9/8/18- A stranger came to camp, weak, sick, and pregnant. Owlstar has agreed to help her and sent her to the medicine den. He posted a guard because he thinks there's something off with the shecat. 9/28/18- Cherrypaw was poisoned by Twist who wants to get rid of Gracklefur. She is threatened by the tom who knows she's up to no good and doesn't want him to ruin her plans. She is trying to turn the clan against him. Cherrypaw is ok thanks to Gracklefur's quick thinking. Owlstar ordered Gracklefur to clean up his den and get rid of all poisonous herbs as they're too dangerous to have in the clan. 9/29/18- Larkpaw is the first apprentice to become a warrior since the Tribe became Sunclan. She has taken the name Larkfeather. 10/1/18- Owlstar lost a life and exiled Gracklefur even though he had little evidence against him. 10/4/18- Page Updated. Timeskip. Owlstar has received a second prophecy Owlstar has recieved but Twist has convinced him it isn't a prophecy and more the ramblings of a delusional cat. Grassyeyes was killed in the Dark Pines and Rockpaw was blinded and wounded but managed to get back to the clan. Cats are in disagreement- many are unsure about Owlstar's capability to continue leading. Three warriors were named: Hollowoak, Cherryleaf, and Featherflight. Rockpaw's ceremony has been delayed until he heals. 10/6/18- Twist had her kits! They are the first kits born into this new camp! 10/9/18- A tom came into camp with a body he claimed to be the killer's. Twist recognized the dead tom as her mate and fell apart, attacking the stranger. Owlstar broke up the fight, kicked the stranger out, and announced his plan to bring Gracklefur back. He also named Featherflight, Cherryleaf, and Hollowoak warriors. He went back to his den and ate prey that Twist had rubbed in lavender. 10/20/18- Raincloud is pregnant with Gracklefur's kits so now they have to figure out how to hide their relationship. Rockpaw met with the killer when he was out in the territory and was threatened with Cherryleaf's safety if he tells anyone about it. 10/21/18- The tom that claimed to have killed the killer is back, revealing himself to be the killer. The tom he killed was actually his son from his first litter with Twist. Twist was really upset so she confronted him and he killed her. He also kidnapped Owlstar and has him hiding away under guard. Carrotleaf now has to take care of Twist's kits and has given them clan names. 10/28/18- Bluesmoke made his kits apprentices at five moons of age which outraged Carrotleaf. Owlstar received the last piece of the prophecy which talks about a great bird shaking the earth. He is unaware, however, that two other cats, Rockpaw and Silence, both received that dream as well. The dream 11/4/18- Realizing Bluesmoke likely wouldn't do a warrior ceremony, the clan cats decided to do a small, unofficial ceremony themselves; Flameflicker, Canyonshadow, Evergreenshine, Ferretstrike, Mothflutter, and Rockshard have all become warriors. 7/3/2020- And we're back! Oh my it's been forever! I made a bunch of updates, we skipped ten moons, and we have a new joining page. Welcome back everyone! ◆◆◆
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jun 26, 2020 14:04:39 GMT -5
Territory
Sunclan's territory resides in a dense forest mostly consisting of pine and oak trees. The forest floor is a variety of twisty roots, soft pine needles, and damp, swampy patches. The easily adaptable cats are experts at navigating their complicated land and using it to their advantage. The most common prey are small rodents and birds but other prey can be found in different areas of the territory. Cats need to be aware of predators such as deer, foxes, moose and bears. Even the occasional turkey can be found which can be dangerous if confronting them alone.
The territory is spotted with ponds and small creeks which boast plenty of opportunities for catching fish and frogs. Cats should be aware of snakes who may reside near the pond.
The Gorge - Along the northern part of the territory, the forest ends and earth falls away into steep cliffs. At the bottom of the gorge is a river that rushes quickly through. It is a dangerous place to be around, although, there are trails to take to get to the bottom of the gorge so hunting parties occasionally venture there. Among the sides and base of the gorge, there are many different types of prey to be found. Small rodents, birds, lizards can be found scurrying in the sand and brush, eggs can be found in any number of birds nests, and fish can be plucked from the river. Of course there are always predators lurking about; eagles, falcons, and hawks often prey on cats from above- especially if their nests are messed with. Though not necessarily aggressive, beavers, and snakes are incredibly dangerous if provoked.
Training area- South of camp is a small, slightly swampy clearing. The ground underfoot is soft and spongy which makes the perfect footing for training. It does tend to fill with water during heavy rains.
Dark Pines - Along western border is a stretch of trees called the Dark Pines. Here, the canopy is so thick the forest floor below is dark even during the day. It is usually avoided as it can be a scary at times. Not many animals can be found this deep in the forest but it can be home to woodpeckers, owls, raccoons, porcupines, turkeys, and some deer so always be on the lookout.
Blue Meadow- Near the eastern edge of our territory is a small field of bluebells so thick, the entire expanse is blue. It's sheltered by a barrier of close-knit pines and a low canopy of lichen and tree tops that allow for a soft, blue-green glow of sunlight. There is a fallen tree leading from the edge to the center that is perfect for sitting on. It's a lovely spot to relax and a common place for lovers to spend time together. There isn't usually much prey to catch here as the flowers are too thick to search through.
The Herb Garden: There is what appears to be an old twoleg garden near our border with Hailclan. There is a small, broken fence and a bit of rubble that hints that a nest was once there. It is an oddly serene environment. Normally this type of dwelling should be avoided but there are plenty of herbs that grow in what once was a garden and it is often occupied by mice. It is very useful to the medicine cats and they make sure to take great care of it.
The Tunnel: For Sunclan to get to Starpeak, the cats have to cross the Thunderpath. Instead of crossing over the dangerous thunderpath, the cats found a tunnel leading underneath. The ground is hard and metallic and usually has water deep enough to cover anyone's paws. It has the tendency to fill much higher thanks to the small brook that empties into it and the near-constant rains.
Starpeak- In the east is a looming mountain obscured by snow and fog. The clan cats come here to speak with starclan. It takes a full days' trip to get there. The trail up the mountain is long and steep making cats stop for breaks occasionally. Near the top is an old twisted willow taller than any tree on the mountain. At the tree"s foot is an opening; inside the ground is covered in moss and icicles hanging from the roof. The cats touch their noses to the icicles and fall asleep.
The City: Several days travel to the north looms the city. Twolegs live here much the same as bees in a hive. It's a dangerous place filled with twolegs, monsters, rogues, dogs, rats, and more.
The Ocean: Several days travel to the west is the ocean. Our clan lived there a couple leafbares before living in the mountains. It's an amazing place where water stretches endlessly and sun is swallowed by the sea. The sand is soft and warm but the water tends to be freezing.
The borders: Sunclan has two bordering clans, Hailclan and Crestclan. The Hailclan border runs along the northern edge, just across the gorge. The Crestclan border is a thunderpath that runs beside the mountain. There is a small tunnel under the Thunderpath that the cats can use to cross safely. The bottom of the gorge is considered neutral ground even outside of the Full Moon Peace.
Camp Sunclans' camp lies in the heart of the territory. It sits at the base of a huge oak tree with many roots coming out of the ground and is surrounded by thick brambles. Many of the dens are nestled in the little "caves" under the big roots. The ground is made of old leaves, moss, and dirt.
The Leader's Den- A large root makes up the entire eastern wall. Pressed against it and settled in a little dip is the leaders' den. It's sheltered by brambles woven to make a little wall. The leader stands on a smaller, but still high, root beside the den called the High Ledge.
Medicine Cat Den- In the north-east corner of camp and buried in a "cave" made by the exposed roots is the medicine cat den. It is screened by a thin veil of lichen covering the entrance and is big enough to hold herb storage and plenty of cats.
The Nursery- The nursery sits in the back of camp, opposite the medicine cat den. It's sheltered by the tree roots and pressed against the warm base of the tree. The dip into the den is steep enough that small kits can't get out by themselves. It's well protected and insulated by brambles and moss.
The Warriors den- Along the west wall and close to the entrance sits the warriors den. The back of the den is made by a dip in the root-wall and the rest is made by brambles.
The Apprentice's den- This den sits beside the warriors' den and even shares a bramble wall with it. The top of the den is a small ledge made by a fallen branch. Apprentices love relaxing on top of the branch at the end of their busy day.
The Elders' den- Halfway between the leaders' and medicine cat dens is the elders den. It is simply a little hollow in the ground roofed by the same root that covers the top of the leaders' den. It's screened by lichen for privacy. ◆◆◆ Climate Season Newleaf (moon 1)
Seasonal weather Newleaf tends to bring small amounts of rain at frequent intervals. It isn't uncommon for it to lightly rain for days in a row. Temperatures are usually somewhat chilly but not uncomfortable for those with medium to thick fur.◆◆◆ Traditions When they became a clan, the tribe had to change their traditions. Some traditions were kept, some were changed to fit clan culture, and others scrapped altogether.
The First Born - The tribe used one-piece names like rogues (burr, rain, etc..). and though they have taken on two-part clan names, they wanted to keep their tradition of naming first born sons and daughters. Mothers always name their first born daughter after a shecat who was influential in her life while her mate does the same for their first son. It is a way to remember our elders and the fallen tribemates who are gone but not forgotten which is especially important with their nomadic lifestyle. None of the other kits have name requirements like this. The cool thing about their past is that if they lived by the ocean, there would be a generation of cats named after ocean things and then they move to a mountainous region and now a there's a generation of mountain names. Check the trivia section for a list of previous locations.
The First Prey - The first time an apprentice caches their own prey, it is presented to their mentor at meal-time as a "thank you" for teaching them how to catch prey.
Daily Practice - All fighters battle train in a mandatory practice mock-battle every day to keep their skills sharp. Now that they are warriors, the entire clan gets involved. They usually split into smaller groups to train.
Sharing of Tales - Every new moon, the clan gets together for a night of feasting and telling stories. Many of the older cats regale the younger with tales of their adventures as a Tribe. Apprentices often enjoy scaring each other by making up scary stories. This tradition was adopted as a way to help the clan heal after being taken over by rogues.
Deputy Voting - Voting is an old tradition in the tribe. The Guard was the equivalent of warriors but were split into two groups: Hunters and Fighters. In charge of each group was an Officer who had the same roles as a clan's deputy. They were always older cats and always voted into place by members of their group. Each group would nominate three cats for their Officer. Nominating is done by telling the King the name of a cat they think would be a good Officer. If a cat got three recommendations, they'd be appointed a "nominee". During the vote, nominees stand together and all members of the tribe over eight moons of age placed a stone in front of their choice for Officer. The tribe decided to keep this tradition to choose a Deputy after becoming a clan.
Medicine Cat Trials - When a medicine cat decides their apprentice is ready for their full name, the apprentice will take a journey to Starpeak alone. There, they will speak with Starclan and be tested on their medical knowledge. If the apprentice succeeds the test, Starclan will give them their new medicine cat name. The newly made medicine cat will travel back to Sunclan and announce their new name to their friends and family. Oftentimes a feast will be held in their honor.
Mate Ceremonies - This tradition is so old, no one remembers it's origin. When two cats decide to become mates the Queen would lead a ceremony to bring the two cats together in the bindings of love. They have decided to continue doing this and the medicine cat will be the one to lead the ceremony.
Death of a tribemate - In the tribe, death is celebrated rather than mourned. It is seen as an honor to join the Spirits and guide their tribe from the afterlife. It is believed that Spirits can take any number of forms when visiting the living world. There is a feast and speeches from the King, Officer of deceased's rank in the Guard, and family/friends about the cat and their life. They have decided to keep this tradition.
Heirs/Betrothing - The passing down of leadership was fairly simple. The eldest child of the current King and Queen was the next in line to lead with their betrothed - a tom or shecat chosen by the Spirits, to become a mated pair and lead together. This tradition was given up when Sunclan was made.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jun 26, 2020 14:21:24 GMT -5
Rules
Forum rules must be followed at all times
Though it isn't required, I recommend reading everything on the page (excluding character forms if you don't wish to) as there is quite a bit of interesting and important information. At the very least read "Welcome", "Rules", "News", "Territory", and "Traditions" please.
Stay active and you'll get to have a lot of fun roleplaying major roles! If you'll be inactive, please send me a pm. I swear, I won't bite. Inactivity without a pm for two weeks will result in a warning. If you are still inactive for two weeks after that, you will be removed from the clan.
Please keep in mind, I am a busy person. I work full-time as a teacher (which often means bringing work home), have school, and a family. Don't get upset when I don't answer right away or accept your joining forms. Same goes with adding characters as I try to update every two weeks. Mods can answer most questions and accept forms so it's ok to ask them as well. I often respond quicker to pms so if it's important, go ahead and do that.
No God-modding whatsoever. Always get permission before rping or harming someone else's character. No splotlighting as well.
Characters must have detailed biographies. At least three sentences of decent length for both description and personality. Please keep characters realistic and do not make them perfect.
LGBT characters are accepted and welcome but remember that these cats might face some opposition from other characters in the rp and usually only for the purpose of drama. Never would I allow opposition to be shown OOC.
No spam! This means advertising, trolling, etc.. You can come in and ask someone to go to another thread but only post once and be polite. Members of the clan may advertise threads but only after asking me politely in pm. I don't bite, I promise.
I encourage members to chat but please remember to be respectful. If I see repeated disrespect of any kind (intentional exclusion, bullying, rudeness, etc.) you will receive a warning. When chatting, be sure to make it clear that what you are saying is OOC.
Keep all mature content grandma-friendly and not heavily detailed.
Nothing from this page may be used without permission. This includes artwork, storylines, information, and characters. Kit-stealers are permitted but only with a polite request sent in a pm including myself and at least one mod (see member list).
While this is not a super literate roleplay, I ask that you use correct grammar when roleplaying. No cursing in or out of character unless it's a fake curse like "Fiddlesticks".
If you have ideas for a plot feel free to pm me about it. Don't be afraid to make mini-plots with other members but if it's something that will involve a big chunk of the clan, cats joining the clan, or anything that might have a big impact, please go ahead and ask me first. I promise I won't bite.
Please don't be upset if I ask you to change something in your form. I'm sorry if it's a problem and I'm not trying to be mean but I like to keep things accurate and fitting for the rp. Forms may be edited slightly when adding them but I promise, I won't change your character at all, I only reword phrases or fix spelling.
As always, apprentices may not have mates or kits.
I typically choose warrior names for apprentices. You may request one by pming me with at least one mod included and asking politely or by putting it in your joining form.
Living in the clan is dangerous. Many cats are killed, succumb to illness/injury, disappear, run away, etc. Please be open to losing your characters. It keeps things new and interesting. Remember all cats die eventually and rarely of old age.
Have fun! If you have any ideas, questions, or concerns, please feel free to pm me. I don't bite, I promise!
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Credits
Layout and banners belong to me Picture in banner belongs to Erin Hunter Credit for relationship and feline age chart goes to Raincloud33 "Sharing of Tales" tradition is thanks to Rainy
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jun 26, 2020 14:34:58 GMT -5
Members *MorningGlory* / Owner Burntember, Carrotleaf, Charredheart, Eveningbreeze, Oakheart, Orchidbloom, Owlstar, Peachkit, Pumawhisker, Silverpaw, Stagkit
Hawkeyes258 / Mod Firehawk, Heathernose, Hollowoak, Jaggedtalon, Rainstorm
blizzardsfang / Mod Batnose, Boulderpaw, Cobramask, Cherryleaf, Dust, Honeykit, Raincloud, Viperstep
Voidastral / Mod Beefur, Dovebreeze, Nettlefrost, Oriolecall, Snowfall, Swallowpaw
MadFaith / Mod Featherflight, Flameflicker, Moosecharge, Pearkit, Softpaw, Rockshard, Yewthorn
Rainy / Member Addersmoke, Frostwhisper, Goldenfinch, Honeyhawk, Tansysong, Tumblestorm, Windpaw
Degur / Member Cloverleap, Emberfoot, Hazel
Lord Explosion Murder / Member Brightblizzard
◆◆◆ RelationshipsClick spoiler for key
Mates & Kits (Kits are listed in order of birth)
Tom ♥ shecat
♣︎ Litter 1: kit, kit ♣︎ Litter 1: kit, kit
Ex-mates (Due to breaking up or one is deceased)
Tom ♡ shecat
♣︎ Litter 1: kit, kit ♣︎ Litter 1: kit, kit
Crushes
Tom → shecat = tom likes shecat Tom ←shecat = shecat likes tom Tom ←→ shecat = both like each other
? means the cat is unknown
Strikes mean cat is deceased
Blue is for tom Pink is for shecat
An asterisk (*) in white next to a name means they live outside the clan An asterisk (*) in blue means they live in one of the border clans An asterisk (*) in black means they were adopted by the family the * is in Family Tree
Mates & Crushes
Mentors & Apprentices
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jun 26, 2020 14:43:50 GMT -5
Allegiances
Leader:
Owlstar- 82 moons - Morningglory Large, thick-furred silver-gray tom with white flecks scattered throughout his pelt and dark points. His eyes are a lovely deep green like the forest just before nightfall. His left ear is crooked which has caused him to be deaf in that ear since birth. He has a long, feathery tail that tends to get in the way.
Deputy:
Rockshard - 28 moons - MadFaith Rockshard is a surprisingly muscular tom. He's broad shouldered and is on the taller side of the clan. Rockshard has a long, thick, dark grey pelt with not a single speck of another color. His light green eyes that stand out shockingly against his dark fur, differentiating him from his sister alongside his sightly taller and bulkier frame. His thick pelt is marred with long thick scars, most noticeably on his front left shoulder, shredded ear, and claw marks raked across his eyes. These scars make him seem very intimidating but that is far from his true self.
Medicine Cats:
Snowfall - 18 moons - Quaillikeet Snowfall has pure white fur and blue eyes. She is completely deaf in both ears, however, over time she's become increasingly better at reading lips and communicating with her ears, tail and paws. She is immensely agile and sleek in her build. Snowfall is a turkish angora with fairly long ears.
Warriors:
Heathernose - 64 moons - hawky2581 Heathernose has ginger and orange fur with tabby markings. She has a white mouth, chest and paws. Heathernose has a little bit of white on her tail. She has pale green eyes. Heathernose has a slender looking build with a few scars on her flank, left leg and part of her side.
Beefur - 59 moons - Quaillikeet Beefur is a softly colored yellow tabby. Her fur is short and soft, rounding out her face quite nicely. She has large and round green eyes and a pink nose. Beefur's legs are rather long, with a sleek and agile build to her body. For a she-cat, she stands rather tall, few scars litter to side, her left ear has a chunk missing.
Frostwhisper - 59 moons - Rainy A tall and thin white tom with patches of silver tabby markings covering half of his face, his back, and all of his tail. Frostwhisper has a rather angular face with long whiskers and pale yellow eyes. He is an excellent hunter and likes to keep his claws sharp.
Goldenfinch - 57 moons - Rainy A very fluffy, black tabby she-cat with pale golden fur around her neck, chest, underbelly, and paws. Goldenfinch has stunningly big golden eyes and a berry nose, her whiskers long and thin. She's about average sized, but because he fur is so fluffy it does make her slightly larger than she really is. From the looks of her, Goldenfinch doesn't look like she'd be a fighter. Her features are soft and she's got a sweet voice, looking genuinely harmless. But she's got just about the sharpest claws ever and one blow from her paw could knock anyone back.
Viperstep - 57 moons - blizzardsfang He is a light brown tabby cat with thin black stripes spreading all across his body, the closer to his stomach the stripes and brown fade and turn white. His lower jaw is white as well along with his toes. Viperstep isn't super tall but he has very strong muscles underneath his fur. He has a lot of strength and his size helps him to be quick on his feet. His eyes are a beautiful grass green mixed with an inner brown ring. His voice is very deep and is calming most of the time. He has a scar just under his right eye that he received in a fight when he was an apprentice.
Charredheart - 50 moons - Morningglory Charredheart is a pitch black tom with a hulking, muscular form, Setting above a short, square muzzle, are two deep eyes so dark brown, they appear black.
Oakheart - 46 moons - Morningglory Oakheart is a rather thin tom with sleek, brown fur and amber eyes. His throat and muzzle are a lighter chocolate brown color. He has an angled and lithe face with a small, square muzzle.
Tansysong - 46 moons - Rainy Tansysong is a short-furred calico she-cat. Her pelt is covered in large blotches of white, orange, and black markings with a long and expressive tail that shares the same markings. Tansysong has bright, copper eyes and a pair of small, rounded ears on the top of her head with the tips of her ears having bits of fluff on them. She has a slightly smaller than average frame with a lean build, her long legs makes her a great runner and very stealthy.
Jaggedtalon - 45 moons - hawky2581 Jaggedtalon has longhair that sticks out in all directions. He has light brown fur with tabby stripes. Jaggedtalon has light green eyes He has a muscular looking build. He is a little bit being a Main Coon and Domestic Shorthair mix. He has a baritone voice.
Raincloud - 45 moons - blizzardsfang Raincloud is a Russian blue cat with a very fluffy tail, her nose is dark blue and matches her fur beautifully. Her ears are slightly larger than the average cat and she is often self conscious about them even though no one else is looking. The fur on her face is just a bit lighter than the fur covering the rest of her body. Raincloud is an average sized cat but her paws are a bit smaller than normal. Her eyes are a mixture of green and blue and come out as a sort of aqua.
Moosecharge - 43 moons - Madfaith Moosecharge is a massive and extremely intimidating tom. He has quite an imposing size, heightened literally by his thick brown tabby pelt, some could call Moosecharge "fluffy" but any wise cat would never dare to say that within his earshot. His bright amber eyes stand out sharply against his dark pelt alongside his white paws, 'mane', chest, and underbelly.
Emberfoot - 42 moons - Degur Emberfoot could be considered a below average sized tom. He’s small and lean, but he uses it to his advantage and uses his skinny legs to carry him swiftly through any environment. His coat is a fiery reddish-brown, but is mostly covered by a black saddle pattern extending from his tail to the top of his head and face. He has pretty fluffy and thick fur, but he is always conscious about keeping it clean and neat. His eyes are a bright yellow-green which are just above his white chin and throat.
Addersmoke - 34 moons - Rainy A large and well-muscled tom, Addersmoke is a short-furred smoky gray and black cat. He's got bright yellow eyes with big, tall ears and a handsome face. With his broad shoulders and large paws, Addersmoke can look quite intimidating to others. He's also a menace on the battlefield.
Burntember - 34 moons - Morningglory Burntember is a pretty, long-legged shecat. Her pelt is a really deep brown with hints of lighter brown and black. Her piercing eyes have different shades of yellow.
Tumblestorm - 34 moons - Rainy A diluted calico tabby she-cat. Tumblestorm runs about the same size as her mother, their build looking very similar as she shares the same long legs. The molly has bright green eyes and a rounder face. Her tail is long and feathery, completely covered in her black and orange markings.
Hollowoak - 29 moons - hawky2581 Hollowoak has light blue gray fur with some darker gray mixed in. He has pretty green eyes and a skinny yet somewhat athletic build. Hollowoak has a triangular looking face. He is a little smaller than most Russian Blues.
Cherryleaf - 28 moons - blizzardsfang Cherryleaf is a very small orange and white she-cat. She is very pretty but would never admit to it. She has a triangle of white on her face the large part being her cheeks and jaw and the top being the middle of her forehead. The bottom half of her body is all white while the top half is light orange. Her tail is striped with both orange and white. Her eyes are a very light brown and her nose is a bubblegum pink color.
Featherflight - 28 moons - MadFaith Featherflight is a petite, lithe she-cat with a thin frame making her a sharp contrast to her brother Rockshard. But just like his, her long pelt is dark grey in colour, contrasted nicely with her almost golden eyes that seem to always be sparkling with laughter.
Flameflicker - 27 moons - Quaillikeet Flameflicker is a large and broad-shouldered Ragamuffin cat. His primary color is a cream white with flecks and markings of a light sandy orange color. Mainly this color is on the tip of his tail and around his face. He has blue-sky colored eyes and a pink nose.
Honeyhawk - 25 moons - Rainy Honeyhawk is an average sized molly with large paws and tall ears. She has a white pelt with blotches of orange tabby markings on her head, back, and part of her back legs. She's got a piercing, dark blue gaze, her sight being rather sharper than most. Honeyhawk lost half of her tail in the rogue battle and ended up losing the rest of it in order to avoid infection. So, a nub sits at the end of her torso. Now that her balance has been thrown off, Honeyhawk is known to be quite clumsy at times.
Brightblizzard - 24 moons - Lord Explosion Murder Brightblizzard is a light cream-colored tom with amber eyes and short with. He has a lanky frame, long skinny legs and large angled ears. He has sharp features, especially with his face.
Cloverleap - 20 moons - Degur A pale white she-cat with a few gray-brown markings on her legs, paws, and tail. She has a gray-ish mask covering most of her face allowing for her bright blue eyes to shine. She has short, but thick fur covering a lithe figure with a long tail and legs.
Nettlefrost - 19 moons - Quaillikeet Nettlefrost is a long-furred shecat with brown and black coloring. She has long legs with a sleek and agile build. Her eyes are a sharp gold color and her form is typically very rigid.
Rainstorm - 19 moons - hawky2581 Rainstorm has blue-gray fur with some silver around his face. He has amber eyes and a somewhat toned build. Rainstorm is a little bigger than his siblings.
Yewthorn - 19 moons - Madfaith Yewthorn has a petite build, but her small frame is filled out more by her thicker fur balancing her stature out to a more normal size. She has copper fur then darkens on her back and along a strip that runs down her tail and up to her head, the stripe fading into tabby stripes on her forehead. The fur on her chest and muzzle lightens into a more white, almost cream colour. She has brilliant green eyes that always seem to express so much in just a simple glance.
Batnose - 13 moons - blizzardsfang A black Oriental Shorthair with a long slender body and large ears. He is a spitting image of his father and even has his exceptionally long tail. His ears sit large upon his head and his eyes are a beautiful green with an inner yellow ring around his pupil. He is a bit smaller than most cats but he never seems to care about his size.
Firehawk - 13 moons - hawky2581 Firehawk has medium length, orange fur with light tabby stripes. He has amber eyes and a above average build. Firehawk is somewhat on the slimmer side though it's hard to tell with his fur.
Orchidbloom - 13 moons - Morningglory Orchidbloom is a lovely shecat with thick grey and black fur. Her face and legs are jet black and there is a mane of thick grey fur on her neck. Her light amber eyes are the color of sunshine filtering through dripping honey.
Oriolecall - 13 moons - Quaillikeet A creampoint siamese with cream fur and a cream tail tip, socks and of course siamese point on his muzzle. He has green eyes with a strong build and outline. His fur is sort but falls somewhere between coarse and soft. Pumawhisker - 13 moons - Morningglory Pumawhisker is a skinny, lean, and tall tom with a long thin tail and large ears. He has brown fur and big yellow eyes.
Apprentices:
Boulderpaw - 10 moons - blizzardsfang Boulderpaw is a large, very uniquely colored tom. He has white from his chin down to the bottom of his chest. His toes are white as well as underneath his tail. Half of his face is dark grey while the other half is light orange. The grey takes up his nose, and stretches down to his front right leg and wraps onto his stomach while the orange takes up the rest of his body. He has light green eyes.
Softpaw - 10 moons - MadFaith Softpaw is a smaller she-cat, standing at a similar stature to her mother and looking almost comically short beside her father and brother. Her fur is mostly white other than some light grey and cream tabby markings around her face, ears and tail. She has larger soft blue eyes and a small dark grey nose.
Swallowpaw - 10 moons - Quaillikeet Swallowpaw sits at average height with a round face and short fur. Her coat is covered in a brown and red tabby patterning. It is known to usually be very clean and silky. Swallowpaw's eyes are yellow-green and her tail rather long.
Silverpaw - 6 moons - Morningglory Silverpaw is a very pale silver ticked tabby tom with a dorsal stripe along his back, and his markings mostly only show on his tail and legs. His eyes are a warm honey-gold.
Windpaw - 6 moons - Rainy With a fluffy, black pelt, Windpaw is built to be tall and muscular. His fur is longer than most of his siblings and has a reddish tint to it when in direct sunlight. He shares a bright yellow gaze like most of his family, with a nose that's as dark as the night sky. When he smiles, Windpaw's whole demeanor light up. It isn't hard to tell what this tom is feeling as his expressive body language often gives him away.
Mothers:
Carrotleaf - 58 moons - Morningglory Small, sleek, ginger shecat with white paws and tail-tip. Her big, round eyes are a lovely sea-green. Carrotleaf's back, left leg is severely twisted due to a birth defect.
Dovebreeze - 56 moons - Quaillikeet Dovebreeze takes the most after her father with both yellow eyes and a gray spotted pelt yet unlike her father, her eyes don't shine and seem rather bittersweet. Her legs are of average length with a broader but still agile build rather than a tall one. She could be considered the odd one out of her littermates, considering they are both brown rather than gray. she has a notch in her right ear as well.
Eveningbreeze - 39 moons - Morningglory Eveningbreeze is a tall, shecat with fluffy white fur. A pair of large, gently sloped eyes sit above a long, narrow, peach-colored muzzle and a delicate, pink nose. Her left eye is a brilliant corn-flower blue and the other eye is gray like ice on a lake. She has a long tail that is bent at the tip and slightly rounded ears with small tufts of fur at the top.
Kits:
Pearkit - 4 moons - MadFaith Pearkit, although still young, could be called a tall she-cat. She is not nearly as massive as her father, but rather take after the stature of her mother and that is not where the similarities end. Much like Eveningbreeze, Pearkit's fur is, for the most part, fluffy and white in colour. She has some darker markings, most noticeably around her face, ears, and along her tail, that almost gives her pelt the appearance of being constantly in need of a wash, but this not her most noticeable feature. With one glowing-amber eye and one bright-blue eye Pearkit very easily stands out in a crowd.
Stagkit - 4 moons - Morningglory Stagkit is a large tom with a strong and broad build.His fur is a mix of different shades of brown and has a white splash on his belly. His eyes are a rich, dark amber color and sit above a short muzzle.
Honeykit - 3 moons - blizzardsfang Honeykit is an orange tabby she-cat with beautiful brown eyes. She is a bit smaller than average but she seems to use that to her advantage in causing havoc. She has brown on her ears and her back, right paw.
Peachkit- 3 moons - Morningglory A small, sleek, white shecat with brown patches. Her big, round eyes are deep blue.
Elders:
Cobramask - 81 moons - Blizzardsfang Cobramask is a limber grey tom with faded black spots running down his back, many parts of his fur have turned pale with age but he does his best to keep it neat and sleek. While he isn't muscular in size his height is why others consider him a large cat, He stands a head taller than the average cat. His eyes are bright yellow and shine ominously but he is beginning to lose his eyesight in them so they have gained a glassy layer over the top of them. ◆◆◆
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jun 26, 2020 14:44:36 GMT -5
Allegiances Outsiders:
Hazel - 42 moons - Degur A large, light brown she-cat with black fur mixing through her pelt on her tail, back, and legs. White fur highlights her throat and extends to the bottom of her tail. While her coat is rather sleek, her tail’s fluffiness really sticks out. Her muddy yellow eyes seem to melt into her similar colored fur.
Dust - 19 moons - blizzardsfang A handsome siamese tom with dark cream colored fur over most parts of his body. The outer portions of his face are dark brown and turn to black the inner they go and his ears, paws, and tail are all black with hints of dark brown within them. His shoulders are a burnt brown color. His stomach is a lighter version of the rest of his fur and almost appears white if seen from a glance. His eyes are beautiful deep blue pools that go darker towards the top of his irises. His tail is crooked from being hit by a monster and healing incorrectly. His voice is often times soft and gentle but he can be intimidating when he needs to be though it is rare for him to raise his voice even when angry.
Starclan:
Wren - 58 moons- Morningglory Wren is a long-legged she-cat with a tabby pelt in a shade somewhere between brown and ginger. A pair of large, gently sloped eyes sit above a long, narrow muzzle and a delicate, pink nose. Her left eye is a brilliant corn-flower blue and the other eye is gray like ice on a lake. Due to her main coon heritage, Wren's fur is incredibly thick. She spends quite some time grooming it to keep it looking nice. Wren was the last Queen before the tribe became a clan. Cause of death: Avalanche
Boar - 15 moons - Morningglory Boar is a large tom with a strong and broad build. His fur is a mix of different shades of brown and has a white splash on his belly. His eyes are a rich, dark amber color and sit above a short muzzle. Cause of death: Avalanche
Grassyeyes - 33 moons - Quaill Grassyeyes is a short, slender she-cat with a smooth and sleek build. Her eyes are a yellow-green color. She is a Bombay cat, with a dark black pelt and medium length fur. Her left ear has a notch in it from a training accident as an apprentice. Cause of death: Murdered by Bluesmoke in Dark Pines
Twist - 34 moons - Mornigglory Twist is a small, lithe reddish brown and black she-cat with dark red and black stripes on her tail, and spots on her back and face. Her eyes are different colors. One is a golden color and the other is a very light ice blue color. She has a white underbelly and white toes, and a fluffy tail. Cause of death: Murdered by Bluesmoke
Blossomthorn - 44 moons - Blizzardsfang Blossomthorn is a dark brown tabby she-cat with thick black stripes. Her fur is a bit fluffier than her brothers but it is still considered short. The fur on her chest is a bit longer than the fur on the rest of her body. She has tints of orange on her face and her muzzle and a stripe going up it is orange. She has grass green eyes with a thin outer ring of light brown. She is a bit smaller than the average cat size but she doesn't let it bother her too much. Cause of death: Rogue battle
Larkfeather - 18 Moons - thenovice Larkfeather is a slender, long-furred silver and black she-cat with icy blue eyes. Her pelt blended well with the mountains she formerly called home. Cause of death: Rogue battle
Ploverheart - 32 moons - Quail Ploverheart, named after the bird found among the beaches near the ocean where she was born, is a sleek small-sized stocky she-cat with a cream white colored underbelly and a saturated dark chestnut brown top. She has markings of black specifically along her nose and up her forehead and along her neck as if to be a necklace with small flecks scattered throughout her pelt. She has big round brown eyes and fairly short fur. Cause of death: Rogue battle
Branchtail - 94 moons - ♣️Quaill♣️ Branchtail is a long sleek she-cat, she is fairly small with a long and oddly bent tail. She's gone blind in her left eye from a previous injury as well. Branchtail is a thin-haired gray-brown Peterbald she-cat. She has long legs and a long face with yellow-green eyes. Cause of death: Illness
Wolfhowl - 27 moons - MadFaith Wolfhowl is a very tall tom thanks to his long legs and the added height of his larger than average ears. He has a dark brown, almost black pelt covering his face, head, back, and tail but it lightens significantly as it reaches his underbelly and legs, turning into more of an off-white colour. There are faint tabby stripes visible on his face and back if you look close enough, much more obvious against the lighter fur on his stomach and legs. He has longer fur and vivid green eyes, a stark contrast to his dark face. Cause of death: Rogue battle
Oriolecry - 46 Moons - MadFaith Oriolecry takes after his mother, or so he's been told, something he doesn't like hearing. He isn't a terribly muscular, but he is also not nearly as lithe and long-legged as his father or Mintshadow, he's pretty average. Oriolecry's pelt is sandy brown with dark brown spots running along his back and around to his underbelly, the rest of his fur covered by thick stripes. His most prominent features are his eyes, they look like molten gold, and seem to glow under any light, something he inherited from his mother. Cause of death: Rogue battle
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jun 26, 2020 14:48:57 GMT -5
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jun 26, 2020 14:58:35 GMT -5
TriviaThis will consist of fun information about the tribe/clan including tribe ranks, previous locations, etc..
Tribe Ranks
Leadership: Queen had all the powers and responsibilities of a medicine cat. The King had all the responsibilities of a clan leader and deputy combined. He was the head of the Guard which means he was in charge of the physical well-being of the tribe. Both lead together as a united front where she was the spiritual leader and he was like a chieftain. They combined their expertise to make decisions for the tribe.
The Guard: Fighters- in charge of protecting the tribe. Larger, muscular cats. Hunters- in charge of feeding the tribe. Leaner cats. Officers- There was one Officer for each group. They had the responsibilities of a deputy in which they kept the Guard running smoothly. They were one rank below the King and always older cats. They were elected into place by voting.
Little Foots: LittleFoots trained most extensively for their role in the Guard although they did have to take a few lessons with the other group. Fighters learned how to protect the clan at all costs. They even had things like trust exercises to learn how to work as a team. Hunters learned how to provide food for the tribe. The first prey caught is ceremonially given to their Advisor in thanks.
Mothers and Kits: Any female with kits not yet weaned. Mothers were relieved from duty until their kits began training around five moons. First time mothers were celebrated with a feast upon announcement of their pregnancy.
Wise-Ones: The elders of the tribe. Their duties are simply to keep the history of the tribe alive by telling stories to younger cats.
Previous locations This is important to know when naming cats because for the most part, most cats in each generation are named with things from where they lived at the time. This will be ordered from most recent to older places and will be listed in regards to current ages of cats who were born there.
19 moons and younger: born in Sunclan 20-32 moons: born in mountains 33-45 moons: born by ocean near the current camp 46-58 moons: born in a gorge 59-71: born in the plains 72-84: born in the forest 84-96: born in the desert 97-109: born in underground cave system 110-121: born in swamp 122-133: born beside a lake Owlstar's Lives
1. Acceptance- Granted by his sister Fire 2. Certainty- Granted by his mother Aspen 3. Endurance- Granted by his adoptive father Otter 4. Faith- Granted by his son Boar 5. Happiness- Granted by his mate Wren 6. Resilience- Granted by littermate Briar 7. Nobility- Granted by littermate Leaf 8. Trust- Granted by littermate Mouse 9. Honoring Old Traitions- Granted by his father Weasel
◆◆◆ Art Canyonpaw- Quail Ploverheart, Hailstorm, and Larkpaw- Quail
Gracklefur and Raincloud- Quail
Gracklefur- Fortunata
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jul 12, 2020 11:46:55 GMT -5
Branches whipped Owlstar's face as he raced through the forest, fur slick and heavy with the cold rain that fell almost constantly during New Leaf. He was chasing a cat he'd caught sneaking through camp- strange none of his clanmates had noticed, he'd have to have a talk with whomever was on guard. The cat looked older and his ragged fur held the same hues as the forest around them. There were patches of missing fur, scars, and clumps of debris; overall this tom looked as though he'd been chewed up and spat out.
Owlstar couldn't bear it any longer and screeched to a halt, heart pounding, breath heavy. The battering of the wind in his fur, the crash of lightning overhead, and the weak feeling in the pit of his stomach. He felt ill, hungry, and angry all at once. What was happening to him?
Suddenly the wind began to blow harder and harder, whipping around so fast Owlstar's weak legs could hardly stay upright. A booming voice thundered from the sky, the wind blowing harder with every word,
"Everyone thought the evil and danger was over but the darkness has not been put away for good. Evil is rising again but far tougher. In sickness and hunger, unrest will rise. Darkness will cloud and thunder will roll until both sides drop their prize, forgetting their children, their friend, their brother. and this is the way the world ends; not with a bang...."
Owlstar woke with a start, his pelt hot, his breath hitching in his chest, and his throat burning. He glanced at the small hole he'd created in the roof of his den, noticing the moon still high in the sky. He coughed, spitting out some of the nasty fluid that filled his throat. Some of his clanmates were sick already, and Snowfall's supplies of catmint had mysteriously disappeared. Even the plants the medicine cat harvested the precious leaves from had vanished. Owlstar sighed and decided to go out for a walk. As he walked he turned the last four words over and over in his mind: "....but with a whimper"
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jul 12, 2020 19:32:35 GMT -5
Batnose paced back and forth near the warriors den, he had only been in his new home for a moon and while he was glad he was now closer to his mother, who had seemed depressed recently, he disliked how many more cats he now had to share a den with. He would never admit it outloud, but he missed the closeness of the apprentices den and even more he sometimes missed the nursery. I need to find something to do. His long tail swayed smoothly as he looked for a cat that he relatively got along with. Most cats got on his nerves or he got on theirs, either way he was honest when they upset him.
Raincloud remained curled in a ball as she watched her son pace back and forth at the entrance to the den. The she-cat had not moved since last night and she had no intention to. Part of her knew she needed to get up and do something, anything. The other half of her wanted to grieve, remain in her nest all day where it was safe and quiet. She closed her eyes once more, deciding she wasn't ready to get up, her heart still felt too heavy and she could find no motivation to move herself.
Boulderpaw calmly licked his paw and ran it over his ear, the tom was patiently waiting to eat as he knew out of respect he should wait for the older cats to get their. His eyes moved to the elders den, perhaps Cobramask needed some coaxing to get out of his nest and get some exercise. He contemplated going to get the elder, he even looked at the apprentices den to see if any of them would head to the elder. He finally got up and stretched out, letting his claws unsheathe as he felt his muscles pull. A purr almost escaped him but he held it back as he headed to the elders den and sat outside, waiting to see if the old tom would make his way out.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jul 12, 2020 19:48:31 GMT -5
Oakheart padded into the warrior den with a heavy heart. He'd been trying his best to take care of Raincloud, but was beginning to feel that his efforts were futile. He dropped a small mouse beside her nest and gave the shecat and gentle nuzzle on her cheek. "Hey," he mewed, "would you like to share some prey with me?" His voice was soft, the kind one uses when trying not to startle a newborn kit.
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jul 12, 2020 19:55:00 GMT -5
Raincloud opened her eyes when Oakheart entered the den, she glanced at the tom without ever moving her body. Oakheart had been kind to her since the very start, not only had he agreed to say her kits were his, he also had taken care of her and the troublesome kits. She wanted to purr but her grief overwhelmed her once more as she remembered her recent losses. She had lost her mate, and her brother. Perhaps the spirits were punishing her for breaking their laws. She looked at the mouse for a long moment before she pushed herself up. She leaned down and took a small bite from the prey. She inhaled softly before she gently pressed her nose to his cheek. She didn't want to speak but she hoped he understood, she was grateful he was there.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jul 12, 2020 20:01:30 GMT -5
Oakheart let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding, so relieved she'd taken a bite. He purred gently as the shecat leaned into his body and wrapped his tail around her, silently supporting the shecat he'd come to love. There were days he considered confessing, pouring his heart out to her, but had he done that before Gracklefur's recent death doing so would have caused a huge rift in their pretend family, and to do so now that Gracklefur was gone just seemed sloppy and inconsiderate.
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Post by Voidastral on Jul 12, 2020 20:03:52 GMT -5
Snowfall was still settling into her new position as Sunclan's medicine cat. At times she still missed her old mentor. However grumpy he was, the tom had still proven himself to be an excellent medicine cat. The angora felt like the job had been thrust upon her so suddenly, even if she had passed the trials. Stepping into the clearing, she rested only a few pawsteps from her den. Just in case anyone happened to need her. Snowfall's tail brushed over the grass behind her lightly, before it found its resting place at her side. Days like this had become rather routine in the past two or so moons.
Flameflicker burst from the warriors den, a shining beam of well, purely just himself really. In the moons leading up to now, the fiery tom hadn't grown much, if at all, really. He certainly missed a lot of his clanmates, but it was nothing he tried to dwell on. He understood he'd see them in Starclan one of these days. Not that it'd be any time soon, hopefully. Blue eyes scanned the camp as he stretched out, blocking the den's entrance for a moment or so. Moving aside as Oakheart entered, he took off to the large oak in the camps center. It'd been some time since he'd last attempted to climb the tree. So, figuring that now was perfect for such an occasion, he began his ascension up the trunk.
Swallowpaw made her way back into camp, her mother at her side. They'd been out a bit early, Beefur showing her daughter a few places where she'd stashed her twoleg findings. Swallowpaw may not be as outgoing as her mother in the ways of collecting odd things left in the forest, but she wasn't about to discontinue a sort of tradition between them. Beefur gave her daughter a lick to the forehead before heading back into the warrior's den, likely to nap. The apprentice nudged her mother off and took a moment to clean herself off, in the process, she could spot Boulderpaw looking rather impatient. Following him to the elder's den, she sat herself down quietly beside him "What are you waiting on over here?" she questioned her denmate.
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jul 12, 2020 20:07:46 GMT -5
Raincloud let out a barely audible, small purr when the tom comforted her. She didn't know what she would have done without him, she definitely wouldn't have ate today, or the day before. She glanced at him, a small hint of her kind, former self in her green eyes. "Batnose is struggling adjusting to his new den." She said in a soft tone, glancing at the entrance with a small amusement as her son paced. She considered Oakheart their father, even if it wasn't by blood the tom had raised them with a love only a father could give.
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jul 12, 2020 20:12:45 GMT -5
Boulderpaw gave the smaller she-cat a side glance of annoyance. He looked at the elders den, wondering if he should tell her what he was doing. Deciding there was no harm in it he wrapped his tail neatly around his paws. "I'm waiting to see if Cobramask is going to come eat or if I should go wake the old brute." He said calmly, lowering his eyes to her as he wondered in his head why she had come to talk to him of all cats. He wasn't well liked among his peers and he had such a sharp tongue even the warriors it a struggle to converse with him.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jul 12, 2020 20:25:23 GMT -5
Oakheart purred and turned his gaze to the young Tom at the entrance. "It's a big adjustment. We were living in the mountains when I began my training and we only had those two caves, one for the nursery and one for everyone else. I remember feeling so overwhelmed by how many cats were in there," Oakheafu mewed with a laugh, "I'll talk with him later, see if I can help him feel more comfortable here."
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Post by Voidastral on Jul 12, 2020 20:26:58 GMT -5
"That's one way to treat your elders I guess." She adjusted her sitting position. Swallowpaw hadn't much else to do at the moment, and talking to Boulderpaw always proved to be some kind of entertaining. Always in such a foul mood, really. Her gaze turned from the tom to the Elder's entrance on his other side, though it was a tad obscured. She looked back to him then the clearing "Why are you waiting on him anyways, if it's for prey, you could just bring him some," Swallowpaw looked to the fresh-kill pile. "Then, awake or not, he's got food."
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jul 12, 2020 20:33:51 GMT -5
Raincloud felt her heart warm at the warriors understanding of the younger tom. Batnose was quite the character, much like his birth father. Her heart gained weight once again as she stared at the sleek black tom, he was an exact image of his father, minus the crooked whiskers. She tried to shake these thoughts from her head as she stretched out, loosening her muscles for the first time in days. She took another bite from the mouse as she felt a bit of her old self coming back."Thank you, I know he won't admit to it but it's a big adjustment for him." She thought about maybe going on a hunt when they finished, she didn't want to offer the idea quite yet but she knew it would be progress.
Boulderpaw rolled his eyes as he glared at her. "Then he wouldn't be getting any exercise, he's gotta get up every once in a while or he'll melt into his nest." His tail angrily flicked back and forth as he inhaled, trying to tell himself it wasn't worth getting worked up over. He wouldn't admit to it, but he sort of worried about the old tom. He had a lot of respect for him, he had heard stories of Cobramask, he hadn't retired until he absolutely had to. He had also lost two of his three kits and that must have sent the tom into such an unknown grief. Boulderpaw couldn't imagine losing his kin.
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Post by Voidastral on Jul 12, 2020 20:42:03 GMT -5
Swallowpaw sighed, "Then if you won't at least go check if he's possibly awake. I can." Before any response could be given out, the apprentice was on the move. She'd stood up and stepped around her denmate, heading right towards the Elder's den entrance. She understood her clanmate's point, which is why she decided not to go pick up a piece of prey. But at the least, he could've come in to check on him, maybe encourage the guy to eat something? Not simply sour in the sun and boil over waiting for the elder to wake up.
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jul 12, 2020 20:52:01 GMT -5
Boulderpaw tensed as she walked into the elders den and the tom quickly moved to his paws and followed after her. He didn't want to startle Cobramask as the toms eyes were going out but he also knew it was smarter to get the tom up. When he entered Cobramask was very much awake and the old toms ears twitched as they entered and he turned his gaze to them. The older tom squinted as he tried to see who was entering, though he had started to rely on scent for most of it. "What do you two want?" he asked, his tail twitching in slight anticipation. He was always excited when he had visitors but they were apprentices so he was sure that they would just be doing apprentice chores.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jul 12, 2020 20:54:01 GMT -5
Oakheart bent his head and took a small bite of the mouse. As he chewed, he brought his gaze back to his son. Yes, his son. Though he was only meant to pretend to be the kits dad, he poured his heart and soul into giving them the father that they couldn't get with otherwise and truly felt as though the kits were his own. He purred warmly, thinking back on all the moons he'd watched them grow. "He takes that after you, you know?" He mewed to Raincloud, "you don't like big changes either."
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jul 12, 2020 21:01:32 GMT -5
Rainclouds ears fell sheepishly and she gave him a soft nudge "I suppose you're right." She had never been good with change, but change was scary. She took one final, small bite. It wasn't much but it was more progress than she had made the day before and she was at least proud of that. Hailstorm would have her ears if he knew she was sulking in her nest all day and she tried to think about him too in her grief. She had lost her brother shortly before she had lost her love and it had broken her heart in ways she couldn't begin to describe. She stared at the entrance for a couple of heartbeats before she finally decided she would go. "Do you want to go on a walk?" She asked in a gentle tone, knowing it would mean leaving camp, her heart pounded loudly in her chest as she thought about leaving. A small wave of guilt hit her as she remembered Dust, the poor young tom was probably scared and worried without his adopted mother.
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Post by Voidastral on Jul 12, 2020 21:06:44 GMT -5
Swallowpaw gave Boulderpaw a bit of a look as if to quietly tell him 'I told you so'. She turned to the elder, choosing to speak up first. "Well, we were just a bit concerned that you hadn't eaten yet today. Since no one's seen you up. So we just thought we'd check-in." Her voice was chipper and bright. And it wasn't much of a lie either, though Boulderpaw had been the one to be more quote-unquote concerned for the elder.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jul 12, 2020 21:15:36 GMT -5
Oakheart purred happily at Raincloud's suggestion, knowing that was a big step for her. "Absolutely," he mewed softly, "where would you like to go? The rocks in the gorge would be nice and warm for basking by now. Or we could go to the Blue Meadow?"
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jul 12, 2020 21:23:33 GMT -5
Cobramask stared at the young she-cat with glossy eyes for a long moment, Boulderpaw thought the elder may have just given up on answering. Finally the old tom stretched out, wincing slightly from the movement. He yawned and stood up "well aren't you two bright and eager." He said, glaring at Boulderpaw for a moment. He flicked his tail, beckoning the apprentices to follow him as he slowly made his way out of the elders den. The older tom held himself tall but it was visible that he wasn't the cat he used to be. He walked slowly so that he would not trip or step on someones tail, as he could hardly see where the fresh-kill pile even was. Despite Boulderpaws anger that Swallowpaw had been right, he moved next to the elder, just enough so their fur was touching and he could help guide him. "It was Swallowpaws idea." He murmered, sending her a look.
Raincloud thought for a long time before she decided she was not ready to go to the gorge, Gracklefur and her had met Dust there and it would bring too many memories. She was tired of living in the past, she decided the meadow was a better idea. The warm tones it would give would help keep her mood up, it was rare she had such good days. "The meadow sounds nice." she said softly, looking at the tom to lead the way. She would remain close to him the whole trip, the idea of straying too far made her stomach lurch in a distasteful way.
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Post by Voidastral on Jul 12, 2020 21:32:44 GMT -5
Swallowpaw simply smiled back at Boulderpaw, moving to stand on the elder's other side. She didn't stand too close, so he had room to move, but she still wanted to be some kind of helpful barrier. She didn't quite hear what he'd said but if she had, she wouldn't have minded the credit. She hadn't done much if anything wrong anyways. She held her head high, and while she was smug at the moment, she knew she'd have to tone it down eventually. Too much confidence and you look like a narcissist. Or something like that.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jul 12, 2020 21:35:39 GMT -5
Oakheart nodded and led the way out of camp, keeping his tail on Raincloud's back the entire time. He grinned at her a bit, his heart swelling with love and pride. It warmed his heart to see her slowly returning to the Raincloud he knew. He knew her grief would always be part of her, like a deep wound that eventually turns to a scar, but hopefully she was now on a path towards healing.
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jul 13, 2020 5:08:17 GMT -5
Honeyhawk had been grooming herself beside the warriors den, she'd woken up not too long ago and her fur was an absolute mess! It must've been some kind of dream if the she-cat had been tossing and turning all night from dreams she couldn't even seem to remember in the morning. The poor she-cat was quickly startled as Flameflicker burst past the den entrance. The orange and white tabby's fur bristled and she scrambled back against the camp's walls, her heart beating heavily against her chest until she realized who had given her such a fright. With a roll of her eyes, Honeyhawk watched as her close friend shimmied his way up the large tree in the center of the camp. She couldn't help but give a snort, rising to her paw and approaching the tree as well. "You know, I really don't think you're going to get much farther than last time!" Honeyhawk called out, her tone rather playful and a grin sat on her maw.
Tansysong had just come back to camp as she passed Raincloud and Oakheart on their way out, she watched the two carefully as a squirrel dangled from her jaw. She gave the couple a polite nod, though her gaze lingered on her dear friend, noting that they were exiting camp. Tansysong knew just how hard it was for Raincloud when she'd lost her brother, and the reaction she gave to Gracklefur's death rendered the same. Having been in the nursery most of the time these last few moons, the calico found it difficult to find moments of freedom to spend with her friend. She was glad that Oakheart was there to support her. Focusing ahead of herself once more, Tansysong trotted over to the fresh-kill pile and dropped her squirrel, having gone out on a solo hunting trip after waking up in the early morning. Copper eyes scanned the camp and she found herself purring at all the hustle and bustle already taking place. It reminded her of Rainclan and she began to wonder how her family was doing, if they were well or even alive. A far away look settled in the molly's golden gaze as she sat near the fresh-kill pile, unmoving.
Addersmoke was still happily dozing away in his nest, curled in a tight ball with his nose buried under his paws. Who knows what the tom was dreaming of, nothing of any substance that's to be sure. As his dream flitted to an end, Addersmoke stretched out, making his body as long as possible, before he curled back up again. His eyes blinked open and he smacked his jaw loudly, licking his whiskers and feeling rather parched. The large tom's stomach growled, yet he still stayed in his nest, the hunger not compelling enough to want him to stand just yet. Addersmoke took a quick glance around the den, trying to see who was still lying around. He'd woken just in time to see Raincloud and Oakheart leave the den, surprised to see the she-cat up and moving as she'd been grieving for moons now. He makes a note to ask his mother about it later. Though, who the tom was really looking for was his closes confidant, Cherryleaf. His bright yellow eyes were looking for her orange and white pelt, disappointed that he didn't see it right away.
Windpaw yawned as he had just woken up, glancing around the den and was almost startled when he realized he wasn't in the nursery. He had to remind himself that he and Silverpaw were apprentices now and they were in the apprentices den. The fluffy tom gave a heavy sigh, missing being able to curl up by his mothers belly, surrounded by her sweet scent. Windpaw could already tell that it was going to take him a while to adjust to apprentice life. Checking to see if Silverpaw was still asleep, Windpaw rose to his paws and hesitated before tiptoeing out of the den's entrance. Poor guy almost seemed timid to step out into the camp clearing. Even when he was a kit Windpaw would usually choose to stay in the nursery with his mother than to play in the camp with his brother. Everything was so intimidating sometimes and while he would fight constantly to not let his inner fear show, Windpaw was sure exhausted from keeping the charade up.
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