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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2016 17:43:09 GMT -5
Ello
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Bisexual
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Official Queen of Fan Clans
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ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 16, 2016 18:49:17 GMT -5
I estimate about one more week at the most until we're completely ready to open.
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 16, 2016 18:59:14 GMT -5
That's awesome Rain! It's nice to know when it's up and running I'll have a few days to really get into it before school starts for me~ cx
I suppose I should work on my character descriptions now. And also think of how to write my introduction. I have an idea sorta on how I want to do it? I just can't figure out characters to use, because I don't want to use just mine...
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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 16, 2016 19:05:01 GMT -5
Orchidfrost - a silver tabby with dark stripes and blue eyes. Sparrowtuft - ginger tabby tom with a scarred pelt and amber eyes.
You can use those two, if you want. Sparrow is a jerk and Orchid is the typical ShadowClan she-cat.
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Post by Sand 🎃 on Aug 16, 2016 19:13:09 GMT -5
Hmmm, thinking of intro ideas..
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 16, 2016 19:33:26 GMT -5
Alright Rain, thank you!
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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 16, 2016 19:41:44 GMT -5
authority
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 16, 2016 19:43:49 GMT -5
I'm reading some harry potter fics and they're making me weep. Ugh, why didn't McGonagall raise Harry? He would have been sooo much better off.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2016 20:09:54 GMT -5
XDDD I'll post my intro in a bit.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2016 22:13:48 GMT -5
A slight chilly breeze past its way through the moor and rattling the tall grass on its way to WindClan’s camp.There was a lithe, broad-shouldered short-haired ginger she-cat with pale green eyes, she laid there wondering if she should retire. The ginger she-cat was getting old her bones ached each time she tried to get up, her legs would stiffen as she tried to move around. Her deputy came in the den, her golden pelt brought a little joy in the old leader’s heart. “Emberstar?” the golden she-cat padded towards her leader. Her golden amber eyes looked into the ginger she-cat’s pale grassy green ones. “Peachblossom, I wanted to talk to you,” she said, her voice sounded relaxed and it began to ease the golden she-cat a bit. “Yes, of course; what’s wrong?” she asked and Emberstar’s eyes gave Peachblossom a sense of pride. Emberstar began to slowly get up, her bones ached deeply and she slowly moved towards her deputy. “I think you’re ready, to lead this Clan in my place,” she purred. The golden she-cat’s whiskers twitched nervously. “Why?! Are you dying?” the sunny gold she-cat exclaimed, the ginger she-cat sighed in annoyance. “No, Peachblossom, I’m retiring. I’m getting too old to lead this Clan,” the older she-cat said as she headed outside, the cold breeze that brushed through her ginger pelt didn’t help the pain in her legs. She gently headed over to the rock, she flattened her ears looking up at it. This was certainly not going to help. When she was younger, she could hop on top of it and make her announcements. Now she had to be cautious of each step and move she made. She climbed up slowly and gazed down upon the cats beneath looking at her with bewilderment and curiosity. Emberstar started to breathe and allowed herself to be calm. “Cats of WindClan, I have an announcement to make,” the ginger she-cat bellowed and WindClan cats began to come towards their leader muttering to each other about what may be going on. “I have called you all here for a reason. As much as I love being your leader, I’m afraid the time has been unforgiven to me. I’m becoming too old to be your leader. My legs ache along with my back and the time has come for me to retire.” Yowls of despair began to erupt once the former leader told them of the news. “Cease!” she bellowed, she looked down at her Clan, “Peachblossom will be your new leader and I will give her my guidance as I have for all these years. And you all will give her the same respect as you have given me.” She looked at Peachblossom her eyes beaming with pride and a purr erupting through her throat. Make me proud Peachblossom! Emberstar thought in her head with passion and pride. The cats in the Clan began to chant Peachblossom's name, although, Peachblossom was freaking out in her mind. She didn't know a thing about being a leader, even though she tried to prepare herself mentally and physically but nonetheless it didn't work. She tried to keep calm and started to breathe normally, she decided to talk to the Mintleaf, the clan's medicine cat, Peachblossom went towards the old gray she-cat. "Oh, Mintleaf I'm so nervous. What if I'm nut cut out to be a leader?" she asked the fear obvious in her soft gentle voice. The medicine cat nuzzled her face and her deep blue eyes bore into the golden she-cats amber ones. "Emberstar wouldn't have picked you as deputy if she thought you weren't cut out for it," the gray she-cat said. The other she-cat sighed her golden fur began to bristle. "I know that Mintleaf," Peachblossom paused, "what if she made a mistake? Realized I'm not cut out for this huge responsibility?" The old gray tabby sat beside her dear friend, wrapping her tail around her. "Peachblossom, stop worrying. Emberstar will always guide you and she will love you." The golden she-cat's wide amber eyes looked up at her friend her whiskers twitched with appreciation. "I'll be traveling to the Moonstone tomorrow, and you're coming with me right?" The old gray she-cat looked astounded. "OF COURSE YOU MOUSE BRAIN!" The golden she-cat chuckled a little out of being nervous. "Sorry." The gray she-cat sighed and looked at her friend. "You need to relax! You can't get all stressed about the future, you just have to take what's in the present," the old gray she-cat said. The golden she-cat gave a purr and nuzzled her. "Thank you Mintleaf."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2016 22:37:08 GMT -5
This looks really short to me . . .
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 16, 2016 22:39:35 GMT -5
I think it's great! Perhaps you should give a blurb at the end on how Peachblossom feels about it? Maybe an excerpt of her actually getting her nine lives?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2016 22:42:20 GMT -5
Yeah that's what I was thinking of like her traveling to the Moonstone and getting her nine lives.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2016 23:26:58 GMT -5
I'm gonna go and head to bed night everyone!
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Post by Scarpath on Aug 17, 2016 0:14:11 GMT -5
sorry i was really busy today, but i'm here if anyone needs me now!
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 17, 2016 10:33:04 GMT -5
Goooood Morning! Good Morning! It's great, to stay up late– good morning, good morning to you.
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 17, 2016 10:37:43 GMT -5
Mornin' Fea~ cx For some reason, that sounds oddly familiar...
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 17, 2016 10:48:14 GMT -5
"We'll make the Dueling Cavaliers a musical!" "A musical?" "Yes! Trim the good scenes, cut the bad ones add a couple of song and dance numbers– a musical!" "We'll start tomorrow" "Oh-ho! You mean today, it's 1:30 already"
Oooh good morning, good morning! Sun beams will soon sparkle, good morning, good morning to you and you and you, in the morning, in the moooorning it's great, to stay up late in the morning, the morning with you. When we left the movie show, the future wasn't bright, but now the milkman's on his way and I don't wanna say good night. SO SAY GOOD MORNING! Good morning! We've gabbed the whole night through, good morning– good morning to you!
Does that help?
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 17, 2016 11:29:06 GMT -5
Aaaa wait yes I think so is it Mary Poppins? o:
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 17, 2016 11:52:32 GMT -5
Nope! Singing in the Rain :3
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 17, 2016 12:08:02 GMT -5
Darn it I wasn't even close. xD Don't know if I heard of Singing in the Rain before lol
Also, how do you get the size text that you have? I feel how mine comes out is slightly different than yours... hmm...
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 17, 2016 12:27:51 GMT -5
Are you using the "font size" thing or the A with the little s on the lower right hand corner?
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 17, 2016 12:30:56 GMT -5
I was using the font the font size to do it, but I'm trying the a with the little s now to see how that looks~ o:
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 17, 2016 12:39:58 GMT -5
Be careful not to use the font size AND the little s. It'll make the text wonky.
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 17, 2016 12:52:08 GMT -5
Alright then, I'll make sure to keep that in mind. cx Thanks~
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Post by Scarpath on Aug 17, 2016 13:16:53 GMT -5
hey everyone!!
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 17, 2016 13:34:41 GMT -5
[ Shadowclan Introduction ]
It was a quiet morning, typical in the average day of the Clan. Sunlight trickled its way through the pine trees, casting its rays of warmth through the areas below. Towards the back, a large oak tree loomed over the camp. Upon the roots sat two toms, both of similar appearances with their amber and copper eyes piercing through the shadows. The exceptions were that the one with copper eyes had a black pelt whereas the one with amber eyes had a smokey gray pelt. Otherwise they portrayed quite similar looks to be identified as brothers. Both toms were in the midst of a conversation. Perhaps a sincere one considering their tones were hushed and their head close together.
Whatever conversation they had was cut short as the sounds of voices approaching was getting particularly loud. The brothers cast their gaze over towards the bramble entrance. Through the small path emerged three cats: two she-cats and a tom. The two she-cats seemed to be supporting the tom, whom appears to be limping awkwardly. The black furred tom rose and leaped from his spot on the oak's roots and swiftly made his way towards the group with the other not far behind him. "I told you that you should have no chased after that bird. Danger lurked around where it was." "Oh shut it you old loon! Like you would have ever known this would happen." "Sparrowtuft! Don't be so rude to Shadeblossom! It's your own fault anyways that you weren't paying attention to a darn thing." "Oh I see, so it's entirely my fault that—" The argument was cut short from the lash of the black tom's long tail. "Enough. You guys are squabbling like a bunch of crows." He meowed flatly, casting his gaze at the three cats. "Sorry 'bout that Eveningstar..." The tom mumbled, still a bit indignant from the little argument.
Eveningstar gave a curt nod and turned his attention to the silver tabby she-cat. "Orchidfrost, please explain what on earth happened to him." He meowed, sounding slightly exasperated. It was almost as if this wasn't the first time an occurrence like this happened. "Well we were out on our hunting patrol not too far off from Thunderpath," she explained. "Sparrowtuft had found a crow and went after it. When he went to chase it, he stepped on a sharp piece of glass. Shadeblossom and I went to go help him to return him back to him." When she was finished, Eveningstar went quiet for a moment. He finally replied, "Take him in so he doesn't end up getting an infection." The tom then turned and padded off, leaving it at that. The two she-cats took the injured tom over to the medicine cat's den.
Eveningstar bounded over towards a boulder on the edge of the clearing. Once on top of it, he made his call. "Cats of Shadowclan, please gather!" He yowled, his voice ringing clearly throughout the camp. Cats made their way out of the shadows, some already settled in having been in the area. A few were already passing concerned glances and mumbled conversations, having had seen one of the warriors escorted to the medicine cat's den. Others were keen to see what the leader had to say. "I have an announcement to make. Or rather, a reminder of sorts," Eveningstar begin, scanning the crowd of cats below him. "It has come to my attention that there have been a few cats in the past while that have sustained injuries from broken shards of glass. I would like to advise any cats that happen to be by the Thunderpath to keep their distance from there area. I do not want any of my Clanmates getting any more injuries like these. That is all." With that the slender black tom briskly leaped off the boulder, leaving the cats scattered to their own manners. Most went off to resume their duties, a few others lingered a while longer to chat.
The Shadowclan leader made his way back over to the roots that made up his den. His brother was there waiting for him, the smokey gray tom already seated on one of the roots. "Hey Smokeyhorizon." he greeted, as he stepped up on the root and sat himself next to the other tom. He then rested his head on his paws and gave a sigh, mulling over his thoughts. "That's the third idiot that got glass caught on their paws." Smokeyhorizon commented gruffly, lashing his tail. "I know, I can count you furball." Eveningstar huffed, half amused. He pushed himself up to a sitting position, his amber gaze scanning the camp before him. "I know... It's just that, something like this never happened so frequently," he meowed aloud, speaking his thoughts to his littermate. "I mean yes we've had those rare instances where it would happen; twolegs throw their junk beside Thunderpath from time to time. But, it seems to be happening more and more. I can't help feel this may become a problem. Or, perhaps I'm just worrying too much...?"
Silence loomed over the two brothers for what seemed like an eternity. The spell finally broke when Smokeyhorizon gave his brother a small nudge. "You're just overthinking things Eveningstar. A lot of things happened over the past few moons. Trust me... I understand you too. Twolegs always leave their junk laying around, so there are just some times it happens more frequently. Don't stress out about it." He meowed, sounding genuine for once. Eveningstar turned his head to his brother, slightly taken aback. This was probably one of the rare occasions where he sounded this sincere. "Thanks, I needed that." He meowed, giving half a smile. The tom then averted his gaze to the sky and gave a sigh. Perhaps I am thinking about this too deeply, he thought. Though, I still just can't help have this feeling... This feeling things may not turn out well in the future.
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 17, 2016 13:52:35 GMT -5
Heya Scar!
Nice intro so far, Fall!
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Post by Scarpath on Aug 17, 2016 14:01:21 GMT -5
yes, i also like the intro so far!
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Post by Sand 🎃 on Aug 17, 2016 14:43:38 GMT -5
Nice job, Falle *o*!
hnngh need to find my intro ideas
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