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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 18:46:28 GMT -5
If anyone has any ideas for ThunderClan cats.. One has the prefix Hickory, the other doesn't have one. I plan for Hickory to be a loyal version of Tigerstar from the books, but he doesn't have to be respected by the entire Clan. He's a reddish-brown tabby. I may have the she-cat be gray or ginger. Hmm how about Ashen, Aspen, or Adder?I could come up with more if you don't like these names, if you would like.
And I love Hickory so far!
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 15, 2016 18:52:59 GMT -5
There is also Cedar, Willow, Olive, Chestnut..
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 18:54:15 GMT -5
Hmm I will try and think of something for them.
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 15, 2016 19:00:52 GMT -5
NAME SAVES: Poppy // SkyClan ;; Far Future.
SkyClan{ ♂ } - - { Branchstar/Branchleg | 89 Moons{ Skinny, short legged, brown furred tom with slightly unfocused yellow eyes. He’s left ear is pretty chewed up, and his whiskers sit rather unevenly on a heavily greyed muzzle. He walks with a distinct limp in his right hind leg, as he’d been in an accident not long after his appointment as leader. He’s got scars all over the place, from various skirmishes and spats he’s been in over the years. As a munchkin cat, he’s usually underestimated, and he used to take the teasing in good humour but not so much in his later years. As he aged, he got more... forgetful, absent minded. Scatter-brained is the term he’d use, with a chuckle, before wandering off and getting lost in their territory, or worse, someone else’s. Branchstar often forgets to eat, drink... and sleep. And as a result, he’s, well, a bit tightly wound, with irritation bubbling to the surface at the drop of a leaf. What used to be an easy going tom has now become a testy, antagonistic old grump. He also has a terrible habit of forgetting everyone’s names, or calling them the names of cats long since passed. Usually though, he sticks to nicknames, no matter how obnoxious or almost-mean spirited they can be. { Featherwing { ♂ } - - { Stormtrail/Stormstar | 45 Moons{ There must be some sort of Maine Coon or Norwegian Forest Cat somewhere in his history because this tom is enormous. Capping 20lbs when well fed and healthy, this dark grey male isn’t exactly the softest looking kitty despite his long fur. Pale gold eyes glare down at the incompetent and generally idiotic. There is a large scar across his left eye, crossing over his muzzle and down his right cheek, caused by a falling branch during the torrential rainstorm that swept away his sister. Faint tabby markings linger on his face, legs and tail, though the rest of him remains a dark grey. His massive paws, ears and tail tip are essentially black. Long, double layered fur cover thick muscles, making him seem even larger than he actually his when he’s floofed out, although his mass is still impressive when properly soaked. Most assume it's fat. It's not, it's all his fur. "It's poofy." They say he used to purr, and even… laugh. But that was a time long since lost. Now his face is severe, stoic is the softest it’ll get– unless confronted with kittens. He’s just gruff then, with something of a deep rumble resembling what might, in some universe, seem like a purr, escaping his chest. He's tough as a mentor and difficult with warriors but with kittens– he's softer than ever. Which is odd because you'd assume he'd be extremely awkward around them, but he finds he feels secure when he's watching over little ones. Hates mornings with the fire of a thousand suns. It is a well-known fact– dare wake him before 10am and you’ll suffer for it. He lost everyone he loved in the morning, his mother, his sister, his mate Ruewhisker on the morning of their daughter's birth and most recently– Daisykit, his three moon old daughter to a cough which worsened with fever. She died in the early morning, slipping away in his paws. He's been inconsolable since.{ Featherwing { ♀ } - - { Sweetrose | 55 Moons{ Soft ginger fur, like a strawberry blonde as twolegs would call it. Dark amber eyes, comparable to honey from a honeycomb. Her body is relatively lithe, with muscles sleek and well oiled, so to speak. There is a dark, rosy scar on her left shoulder, stretching halfway down and across her chest. A gruesome reminder of a near death experience from her apprenticeship. Sweet tempered, she is not. Sarcastic, cruel, and has what can essentially be described as a never ending river of anger flowing within her– she only looks sweet. Don’t be fooled by her innocent act, this female is cunning and has very few moral standards that she actually commits to. Sweetrose is more of a love ‘em and leave ‘em sort of she-cat and genuinely considers males the lesser gender. The only thing they can offer her is the one thing she covets most of all– daughters. Sons, she considers a lost cause and the ones she had often meet a tragic end before long. Not by her paws, never, but if they wander out of camp and fall prey to the dangers of the wild, well. You won’t find Sweetrose weeping for long. Power is what she wants, what she feels she deserves and she is thirsty for blood. But the likelihood of her actually stepping forwards and exerting the energy to grasp that power is small. She’s too content with her relatively laid back lifestyle– as laid back as a warrior can be that is.{ Featherwing { ♀ } - - { Briarfrost | 32 Moons{ A blue grey she-cat with thick but short fur and a round face. Light blue eyes are calm and settled, like new ice on a lake. However, she’s got this tuft of fur on the top of her head that just. Won’t. Lie. Flat. It drives her crazy. A bouncy cat, with strong, thick hind legs for pushing her off the ground and climbing trees, while her forelegs are slightly shorter and thinner– an angora style build without the fur. She’s got a long tail, great balance, and on another note rounded ears that are always pricked for gossip. Oh how she loves it. She does, however, not spread the gossip she hears. Think of her as a well of knowledge, she simply listens and collects. Sometimes even granting little wishes, like dropping hints to the tom you like, or telling your apprentice a scary story so they work harder to be done by nightfall. Also, if you have something that very few know about, chances are that Briarfrost somehow knows it too. TShe’s witty and enjoys inflicting puns on unsuspecting apprentices, particularly her own. She obviously doesn’t know everything, but she projects this air that she does. If confronted, Briarfrost will simply say “Well I never said I knew everything.” A smug remark, and it’s true. She is... an exasperating figure to be around.{ Featherwing ShadowClan { ♂ } - - { Padfoot | 25 Moons{ Long silken black fur, an aristocratic face and almond shaped silver eyes. Padfoot is.. well, he's classic ShadowClan. A dark, well-groomed appearance, objectively he is rather handsome. The high cheekbones and scarless visage makes for an appealing physique. He's got that slender athletic appearance, not stocky and bumbling like ThunderClan. No, he's a pure-bred ShadowClan, with the feathered tail and long whiskers. His mother was very much in love with the house cat name Sirius when she was pregnant with him. Of course, she couldn't give him a house cat name– not her handsome, pureblood boy. So instead, she named him Padkit, and formally told the leader that his warrior name would be Padfoot, no exceptions, no substitutions. Of course, when it's just amongst the family, they all call him Sirius. Padfoot being the colloquial name for the Sirius star cluster in the night sky. He is a rambunctious fellow, to put it lightly. His family has an ancient ShadowClan lineage– no half bloods or outsiders sully his genes. Of course, Padfoot couldn't give a rat's tail about any of that pure blood nonsense. It is the leading reason he and his living relatives are estranged. No, this black pelted male enjoys pranks, charming the ladies, and playing with his fellow marauding accomplices. His pranks sometimes err on the side of cruel, keeping his responses sharp, witty, and snappy. Sometimes he pushes his jokes too far, and he honestly doesn't care much for others outside his friend group. Oh, and he’s always… serious.{ Featherwing { ♀ } - - { Lilyroot | 25 Moons{ Petite body with long ginger fur and eyes like a forest, this is an athletic angora-like female who don’t need no man. Also, she’ll fight you, just give her a time and a place. She keeps good care of herself, though vanity is not exactly her fatal flaw. When you look at her, sure you see the bright “red” fur but it’s her eyes, her shockingly green eyes, that set her apart. No other has quite this vibrant shade of emerald– or is it shamrock? Regardless, very green. Her face is well proportioned, ears not too big, eyes not too round, and cheek bones high and fine, but not necessarily aristocratic. Visualize the Turkish angora’s face. Now make it ginger. Add green eyes and boom, there you go. Born a kittypet, she wandered into ShadowClan’s territory at six moons old and never left. A firecracker of the highest calibre, Lilyroot has a big no bullying policy. She will also fight you. Her friends will tell you she is a sweet, kind hearted individual, her enemies will tell you she’s the furthest thing from warm and belongs under a frozen lake, where the water will be like a heated pool for her. She’s got hero worship for ShadowClan’s leader, has had one since she joined ShadowClan as a kitten, and as she gets older she strives to be as responsible as he is. Is also super awkward around cats with crushes, on her or others. She just doesn’t know how to deal with anything that isn’t friendship. Literally thinks anything could be solved with a good fight. A fuzzy, angry cinnamon roll with no patience for cats who hate anything that isn’t pure blooded. Will fight you.
{ Featherwing ThunderClan { ♂ } - - { Shaggywolf | 26 Moons{ He is, essentially, a light grey– really he’s basically an off white– cotton ball that somehow grew a face. With big yellow eyes, and outrageously thick fur and stubby legs, Shaggywolf is, well, shaggy. His face is rather squished, like a Persian, and he’s got “tear” lines from when his eyes run and his fuzz gets all damp and gross if not cleaned regularly. Looks like a wet rat when it rains. I think you might be underestimating how fluffy this cat is. He literally looks like a fuzz ball, like a willow wisp was overly full, and had an equally poofy tail and there happens to be a nose and two round eyes staring out at you and you can kind of see four stubs that propel him forward– kind of like legs but those couldn’t really be legs, they just look like furry tree trunks that seamlessly blend into the owlet. What little muzzle he has is dark grey and his paws are also dark grey, that is the extent of extra colour on this odd looking cat. The excess fur on his face is almost always falling over his eyes, hindering his sight. Shaggywolf is the definition of “chill.” The world could fall on his head and he’d still express his typical: “naaah bruh, it’s all good.” Despite his looks, Shaggywolf is always up for a bit of an adventure, particularly if it might involve something cool, or shiny. He has a weird love of plants, and knows quite a bit about botany for a cat who has no interest in healing. No he just likes flowers and nice smelling things. Oh, and catnip. He hoards that stuff and always knows where the best “stash” is. Calls everyone “dude”, “bruh”, “bro”, and even “man.” Gender is irrelevant to Shaggywolf, he often forgets that things like kits exist until he is directly confronted with them. Even when surprised, his voice only goes a little up in pitch, still remaining calm and very smooth. Enthusiastic about “whatever, man.” { Featherwing { ♀ } - - { Squirrelpaw [Squirreldancer] | 11 Moons{ White she-cat with ginger tabby splotches all over her body, ginger tabby paws and a long floofy ginger tail. Her tail is almost obnoxiously fluffy, all the time. Looks like it's constantly bristled, thus why she was named after a squirrel. Honey amber eyes peer out of a kitten-ish face, complete with a pert pink nose, rounded ears and long white whiskers. She's small and stocky, with a typical ThunderClan build– not exactly the most intimidating cat in the world despite her best efforts. Really, she does try to seem tough, responsible, but she’s just too cute. Her face is incredibly expressive, her eyes the windows to her soul and her emotions. She can’t hide anything, if there’s a secret, it can clearly be sussed out because she’s just terrible at lying. I mean terrible. All you need to do is wait and the guilt of keeping something will make her resolve buckle and she’ll spill her guts trying to explain. Pathetic really, and she knows it. Competent though, she doesn’t slack off– awake with the sun and doesn’t sleep until the moon is high in the sky. She wants her life to be a story someday, her adventures a tale for kits to ask for again and again and again. She wants her name to be a star, a prayer, a reminder– a legend. Squirrelpaw has her eyes on greatness, not on power, and she is eager and ready for any and all challenges that arise, excluding those that require subterfuge, because really. Who needs that pressure? Also, please no water. Squirrelpaw has a rather inhibiting fear of large, moving quantities of water. Namely rivers. She avoids everything to do with RiverClan unless it's at a Gathering. Has no boundaries then, Gatherings are about befriending and Squirrelpaw is more than prepared to be overbearing and overshare.{ Featherwing RiverClan { ♂ } - - { Cloudpaw [Cloudtwist] | 9 Moons{ White pelted tom with light grey forepaws, black hindpaws and blue eyes. His fur is whispy, a light sort of fluff as opposed to the heavier, thicker fur others might have. It’s a miracle he wasn’t born deaf, as white cats with blue eyes are won’t to do. The different colored paws might have been his saving grace, honestly. He’s chubby, but nothing a lot of training won’t fix. Or so he thinks. The chub will stay with him long into adulthood, which is unfortunate, but it’ll even out and he’ll just look bulky as opposed to fat. He’s self-conscious of his weight, and often avoids eating, but he often succumbs to his grumbling stomach. He’s a joyful cat, very sweet natured. Hates confrontation and will try his best to diffuse situations he finds antagonistic. Sarcasm is not his friend, and often sends him running to a comforting figure. He idolizes strong warriors, regardless of their Clan. He wants to be a strong warrior someday– someone others respect, someone young apprentices like himself would look up to. Except he’d be nicer to the little ones, instead of pushing them away he’d help them. Give them advice, something that he would have loved. Instead, he was subject to teasing about his size and his disposition. Eventually you spend so much time blending in you forget to ever stand out. He’s a romantic, and longs to be loved in the way the stories tell. True love, he would think to himself at night, staring up at the twinkling stars. He wished with all his heart that he would be grow up to be someone to be proud of.{ Featherwing { ♀ } - - { Lightbringer | 36 Moons{ Golden she-cat with soft blue eyes. Short fur covering a well-muscled frame, Lightbringer lives up to her name. She is the typical RiverClan cat, with strong legs and a body ready to navigate the water. She is not cream, no, her fur is like spun gold. A blonde of the purest calibre with what might be tabby stripes on her legs, but they’re too light to be properly considered stripes. Her mother compared her to a beam of starlight, in comparison to her darker pelted siblings. Lightbringer has a single scar, on the back of her head. A small line, from where she hit her head on a rock during a thunderstorm and fell unconscious. As a result, she is terrified of thunderstorms and heavy rainfall. It was pure luck and a miracle she didn’t drown that day. A stubborn female who does not, I repeat, does not like the idea of wasting her talents away in the nursery. No she has plans, and those plans include being the best warrior she can be. Kits terrify her, the mere idea sends chills down her spine. Nope, not for her. She’d rather swallow a thistle and deal with the aftermath of that then be bogged down with kits. She’s a friendly cat, for the most part. Her accident as an apprentice did move things around in her personality though, where she was once unendingly sweet, Lightbringer now has a sharper disposition. No is no and that is final, no changing her mind. Not even from the mouth of the leader will she do something she does not want to do.{ Featherwing WindClan { ♀ } - - { Foxrunner | 60 Moons{ A lithe ginger she-cat with large pale green owl-like eyes. She’s got a few white markings– namely her muzzle, a dot on her chest, her paws and half of her legs are white and the tip of her tail is white too. Long legs, clearly of WindClan descent and she’s got a very angular physique. Aerodynamic. A need for speed, so to speak. Her age has slowed her down, for sure. Grey lines her muzzle and her joints occasionally ache before a thunderstorm and she sometimes sleeps in a little late. But she’s still got that annoying sense of propriety. Manners maketh cat after all. She has a list of rules that she will never, ever compromise. Number one on that list is to always remain presentable. Number two is to never let others see you suffer. Her pride is her treasure, she keeps it, nurtures it, and occasionally lashes out with it. Mention her age and you will regret it. She loves babies though, despite never wanting them for herself. She loves the idea of kittens but finds them messy, as she does apprentices which she strives to teach manners. Other warriors, especially those from other clans, are considered uncultured swindling dogs. They are dirty mongrels and WindClan is the best clan. She likes things neat, clean, and so she is always early and her appearance is always impeccable. { Featherwing { ♂ } - - { Icewisp | 56 Moons{ Slender but scraggly blue grey male with almond shaped ice blue eyes, white toes and a few white hairs on his chest and forehead. He… isn’t the prettiest cat to look at. Covered in scars, head to toe really– Icewisp is blind in his right eye, a large 3 talon-ed scar crossing his brow, over his sightless eye, and down his cheek. His ears are tattered, but still working well. He’s got a limp. If he moves too fast, his hind left leg starts to throb painfully. It’s something he has become adept at hiding. He is heavily ashamed of his looks, knowing that he is gruesome to look at. So he stays away from puddles– and the young. To hear them comment hurts his heart. Cataloguing his scars: there are countless gashes across his shoulders and chest, his back and sides are a mess of slashes and there seems to be a heavy impact mark on his flank– the source of his mangled leg and limp. Of course there’s the eye and the scars littering his face, two leftover scratches on his chin, his right cheek is well slashed, his muzzle is also lined with lashes. It looks as if he was involved in some sort of war. Despite his looks, he managed to keep his voice low, resonating and smooth. Like a clean rain on a hot, muggy summer’s day. What he lacks in looks he makes up with pure, unfettered courage in the sight of danger. He’s the one you want on the frontlines, despite his extreme lack of self-preservation. He is terribly quiet and shy, usually spending as little time in camp as he can during the day so he doesn’t frighten the kits. A good soul.{ Featherwing repost because I'm exhausted with having to go back to pg32 and scrolling down.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 19:02:45 GMT -5
It's fine and that reminds me I need to post mine. Well carp.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 19:03:40 GMT -5
I'm gonna go on a date with my boyfriend so I'll talk to you guys later!
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 15, 2016 19:04:20 GMT -5
Have a fun date!
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Aug 15, 2016 19:54:13 GMT -5
I made progress!!
Pap's character save:
Pallidplush // somewhere Foxpaw {trot} // Cloudyshade's son Bitternpaw {growl} // somewhere
- - Riverclan { ♂ } - - { Crowstumble | 35 moons { ---
- - Shadowclan
{ ♂ } - - { Shreddedruff | 40 moons { A large, broad-shouldered tomcat with a sturdy bone-and-muscle structure with somewhat long limbs and large paws. His thick, glossy fur gives him a fierce look as he rarely tries to smooth down the massively kinked and messy fur. It ruffs around his neck, compromised only by an array of scars across his chest. His head is a modified wedge-shape and is somewhat broad with a sharp, strong jawline and with two soft, pink-shelled ears that are marred by a few nicks on each ear. His fur is colored a dark chocolate brown with an almost reddish rust tinted to the tips of the fur. It lightens only as it goes to his haunches, tufting and becoming a lighter, paler soft brown color. His eyes are almond-slitted and a yellow-green color. Personality-wise, Shreddedruff is self-confident, protective, loyal, laid-back, and honest. However, Shreddedruff can be brash, stubborn, arrogant, condescending, and judgmental. When provoked, he can become a harsh opponent and will often do vicious things in defense of himself. He goes with his own flow and has no intention of living up to anyone's standards, giving a harsh "What you see is what you get" attitude.
{ ♀ } - - { Scarletpurr | 25 moons { A feminine of a somewhat short, but broad structure, she has quite the figure. Bones and structure are very sturdy and hardy, with the ability to take and land viciously hard blows and jump with ease. Lining this frame is strength a plenty with muscles lining the posture and bones of her body, exemplifying her physical prowess. Coating this frame is a pelt of somewhat short, dense strands that are downy soft at the roots and coarse and wildly curly at the tips. This fur lengths in a slight ruff about her neck, frames her face, and bushes at her haunches and tail. A pelage that is colored a smokey russet shade that ruffles slightly in soft, lighter, pastel brown marbled stripes and mau. This coloring darkens at her paws, face, and tail to give a parody of a tortoiseshell. However, it is apparent her genes are the strong becoming presence of a true torbie. Across her pelt in vibrant curls, patches, and flecks is bright ginger-red coloring, tipped in a golden copper, that varies from a burning sunset to a deep, sultry scarlet as this warm hue gives her pelt the catching look of scintillating flames on some portions of her pelt as she moves. Her head is broad and thick, tapering sharply and giving her exotic, slightly flattened features. Set in the bright of her sockets are two walnut-shaped optics, prone to a variety of expressive emotions, and are both colored reflective discs like that of bone shards, as they are such a pale yellow. She is amicable, intelligent, articulate, self-assured, and humble. However, she can also be sensitive, reticent, indecisive, insensitive, and amviberted in a way that means she moves from friend group to friend group and has little issue distancing herself from others when she believes their time together is up, and she doesn't usually go through the trouble of reaching out to old friends.
- - Thunderclan { ♂ } - - { Blackjay | 25 moons { A young, lean, thin tomcat with a notably long tail which seems to taper and wane to a point. He is covered in a coat of thin, short fur that seems a bit more dense on his chest and neck. This fur turns into an almost velvet, satin finish on his legs. Whipcord muscle has developed on this young cat, enhancing his fighting, climbing, and hunting abilities. His paws are medium-sized, though leaning towards the small side, and are equipped with sharp off-white claws. His fur is is deep, dark brown color which seems mixed with various shades of cedar and black to create one solid color. There is the slightest hint of darker spotting across his body, but it's more like ticking than anything else. His coloring seems to have a gradient to it and get darker as it gets to his legs, tail, and darkens on his muzzle and around his eyes. This coloring seems very similar to a dark-shaded Burmese feline. Untouched pink shells sit atop a narrow, sharp head which houses two slitted almond optics. Both reflective discs are colored an intelligent blue-hazel shade with soft hints of yellow tinge. For a general personality overview, Blackjay is dedicated, loyal, intelligent, understanding, and astute. However, he can be stubborn, sarcastic, somewhat bad-tempered, inflexible, and tends to be unwilling to accept help or follow orders. There is a scar, as if by fire, that spreads across the right side of his face, traveling along the side of his muzzle to curl back singed lips, and ends beneath his defined jawline.
{ ♀ } - - { Cloudyshade | 35 moons { Interesting bloodlines have come together to create this feline, lending her a frame that is elegantly-boned and oriental-like. However, her figure itself is built stocky, somewhat short, and built to take hits and deliver back. It is mostly her face, legs, and overall line that have incorporated the oriental lineage, and the solid torso of her figure getting the compact nature of her other bloodlines. Although the curl of her tail itself is derived from her oriental heritage, it is covered in dense, curly plumes that spill like a waterfall off the spine. However, it is usually not long enough to drag on the ground when it swing at her legs, and is silken enough to not get tangled often or have problems. Taking from her stockier heritages, her pelage is rather short, but dense, with a fluffy undercoat that is longer and thicker than her overcoat. It tapers out into a smooth overcoat that plumes into silken areas at her cheeks, joints, and streaming shortly from her haunches. The nature of it makes her appear bigger than she actually is, and the fluffiness even furthers this, although it doesn't hide her well-built and athletic figure. Such a pelage is colored a black smoke shade with various forms of lilac lightening, tan-grey shades, and soft cream undertones and undercoat swirling about to create a tortoiseshell-like patterning. It is begun by a base creamy color and a dilute caliby patterning across it in ranges of grey and gold. Soft, velvet, and charcoal black is her nose while her pawpads are calloused with work and with some spots of black. Her optics are narrowed and coy, both colored a matte emerald-olive shading.Still hanging on to the big, wide optics that come with being a young cat, they are gradually taking on their own shape with a narrowing at the edges. Interesting, her ears are curled. For personality, she is honest, strong-willed, loyal, reliable, and sensible. However, she is also stubborn, blunt, ambitious, inflexible, and judgmental.
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 15, 2016 20:09:13 GMT -5
Adorable <3 Loving Scarletpurr
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 15, 2016 20:24:32 GMT -5
RiverClan Cats - - { ♀ } - - { Tigerstar | 42 Moons { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚏 - - 🍁 { ♀ } - - { Tawnyfern | 98 Moons { Tawnyfern had several desires in her younger age. However, her dedication to her Clan and loyalty to the code prevented her from fulfilling such desires. Her once pretty golden pelt is now matted in areas out of her reach. Her pale green eyes look weary. Her muzzle is tinged completely gray from the seasons of hard work and stress. Tawnyfern wanted nothing else than to be a brave warrior and a mother. She dreamed of being respected by her Clan for great hunting skills and for raising young, strong warriors. Unfortunately, when a bout of greencough claimed the lives of several Clanmates, she decided to give up her dreams. She turned her back on her warrior training and traded prey and scars for herbs and omens. Of course, she was not paw chosen by StarClan, so her first few moons were rough. She struggled with signs, but excelled in medicine. Her motherly nature made a visit to the medicine cat den less unbearable. After a while, she became fairly decent at her job and became respected. After her mentor died, she stepped up her game and refused to let sorrow distract her. Tawnyfern had a littermate who had kits of her own. The medicine cat loved them dearly and cared for them whenever she could. They had kits of their own as well, and even in her elderly age, Tawnyfern took the role of grandmother to the kits when her sister had died. After several seasons and training a fine cat named Crowstumble, Tawnyfern retired, ready for several moons of rest. That doesn't stop her from getting involved in Clan business and even reverting back to her mentoring habits when she visits the medicine cat den. { 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚏 - - 🍁 { ♂ } - - { Swiftpaw | 6 Moons { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚏 - - 🍁 { ♂ } - - { Runningblank | 46 Moons { pending { 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚏 - - 🍁 ThunderClan Cats - - { ♂ } - - { Hickoryblank | 56 Moons { pending { 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚏 - - 🍁 { ♀ } - - { Blank | ?? Moons { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚏 - - 🍁 Reposting for the same reasons as Fea. My characters are open for relations, by the way. The only known relations are Swiftpaw and Runningblank. Runningblank is his father.
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Post by Sand 🎃 on Aug 15, 2016 20:25:49 GMT -5
T H U N D E R C L A N - - { xx } // possibly using: Daisyfoot(F) | ??(M) | Brindle/?/?(F) { ♀ } - - { Cragstar | 44 moons { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { ~Sandclaw~ { ♂ } - - { Sootbriar | Age { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { Screen Name { ♀ } - - { Swallowshine | Age { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { Screen Name { ♂ } - - { Name | Age { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { Screen Name { ♀ } - - { Name | Age { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { Screen Name { ♂ } - - { Name | Age { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { Screen Name R I V E R C L A N - - { xx } { ♀ } - - { Name | Age { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { Screen Name { ♂ } - - { Name | Age { Description of five sentences minimum. Personality and history are optional. { Screen Name
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 15, 2016 20:46:20 GMT -5
Hmm, what would be a good flower prefix for a she-cat in Skyclan? ovo
Also, I have two sibling apprentices I want to use, but don't know what Clan to put them in. Dx
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 20:55:41 GMT -5
Maybe Petal? I don't know XDD
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 15, 2016 20:58:54 GMT -5
Rose, Petunia, Marigold, Cherry, Blossom, Aster, Azalea, Poppy, Celosia, Sage, Daisy...
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Post by Sand 🎃 on Aug 15, 2016 21:02:31 GMT -5
Fea beat me to it :>
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 15, 2016 21:17:40 GMT -5
> I won a race I didn't know I was running.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 21:32:32 GMT -5
XDDD Congrats Fea
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Post by Scarpath on Aug 15, 2016 21:35:36 GMT -5
hey everyone! sorry i disappeared earlier.
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Bisexual
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Official Queen of Fan Clans
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Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 15, 2016 21:39:12 GMT -5
Working on layouts. I'm getting excited. 030
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 21:39:15 GMT -5
Hey Scar!
I bet they're amazing Rain X3
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 15, 2016 21:40:59 GMT -5
Thanks Fea~ Mkay, I'll just stick with Petunia- then. Her original name was Petunianose, but I just wasn't sure if that would be a suitable prefix for Skyclan. o:
Yeee, I'm pumped to see the layouts Rain. ;D
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Post by Scarpath on Aug 15, 2016 21:42:15 GMT -5
aaah, Rain, i can't wait to see them! i bet they look amazing.
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 15, 2016 21:44:14 GMT -5
I may save Poppy, for Stormstar's one and only daughter. I might have him be a daddy someday.
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Post by Scarpath on Aug 15, 2016 21:46:27 GMT -5
i love the prefix Poppy- a lot!! that's cute.
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 15, 2016 21:55:29 GMT -5
Yeah, I'm imagining her as a little floofy tortoiseshell with big gold eyes. Perhaps she dies as a kitten, maybe green cough during a harsh winter, or maybe she doesn't and she develops some sort of breathing ailment– asthma? Would stop her from being a real warrior and reaaally strain their relationship.
OR. Maybe she dies before the rp begins. Like, he's dealing with the loss of his daughter and his mate and Storm is just super vulnerable and he's eager to get away from the ghosts that plague him in SkyClan. I'm thinking if that's the case he'd be severely depressed, he'd take it as a sign that he was made to be a medicine cat so he doesn't protest when Branchstar is like "off you go, boy– TO RIVERCLAN."
I might just love hurting Stormtrail.
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Post by Scarpath on Aug 15, 2016 22:01:26 GMT -5
oooh i like both ideas, especially the second one. maybe because i love hurting my OCs too, haha. i need to think of some background for my older cats - i already have most of their personality mapped out but not much history.
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 15, 2016 22:02:15 GMT -5
then he meets tigerstar
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 15, 2016 22:11:34 GMT -5
Don't we all love hurting our characters? c:
Petunianose is considered a mute by everyone because she never spoke when she joined the Clan, but really she is actually silent because of a traumatic experience with a fox attack that murdered her family and gave her a scar to remember.
Oh the wonders we can do to forever hurt our characters~ :'D Honestly though, it makes for a more interesting story if you ask me. xD
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 15, 2016 22:16:10 GMT -5
-facedesks-
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Post by Scarpath on Aug 15, 2016 22:17:14 GMT -5
i agree, Fall, it does make it a lot more interesting!!
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